Cleopatra
Part 5
Brutus reveled in his control over the young Egyptian beauty. "Is the
scent familiar, Cleo?" "You were strapped to his belly only last night"
He unfastened the cord around his waist and slipped out of his tunic. He
stood there naked, rolls of flabby flesh encircling what was supposed to
be his waistline, his penis was small but bone hard, the head snarly and
crooked. Brutus untied Cleopatra's right leg, his prick stiffening even
more as he touched her slim, delicate ankle. He lifted her leg up and
back towards her right wrist until she resembled a wishbone, he tied a
strip of leather around her ankle and ran it to the bedpost, leaving her
right leg suspended and pointing straight to the ceiling. Cleopatra's
fabled charms were no longer a secret to the pudgy statesman. he
savoured the smorgasbord of delectable, feminine flesh , entirely at his
disposal. Brutus ran his hand through her thick, dark bush and then
teasingly down the entire length of the shadowed recess between her two
globes. An involuntary spasm rippled through Cleopatra's body. "Oh,
thats a good sign, did you enjoy my touch, Cleo?" Brutus then touched
the tip of his index finger against the brown crinkly skin of her virgin
anus, he teased and played with the small rosette but did not attempt to
penetrate the elastic band. Cleopatra lay still, contemplating the
worst, her gaping mouth tasting the first seepage of the stallions seed.
Brutus dipped his hand into the second bucket that had been brought in
by the slavegirls and brought out a handful of lard. Cleopatra emitted
gurgled, indignant protests as he spread the lard liberally up and down
the dark chasm between her ass-cheeks until it was fully coated with the
greasy substance. When brutus inserted his well oiled finger into her
tight enclosure, Cleopatra groaned, her hoarse, gutteral protests now
more alarming. Humiliated, the young queen involuntarily grunted in
unison with his delving finger as it fucked her ass-hole, lubricating
the insides of her narrow, rear passageway. With preparations now out of
the way, Brutus used one hand to raise her buttocks, for a better angle
and the other hand to guide his ridgid spear towards it's tender target.
His greedy pecker met the small brown ring head-on, hesitating for one
spilt second and then with one brutal thrust pierced the slippery,
puckered skin of Cleopatra's anus, shooting sorching pain through the
sensitive, defenseless tissues of her rectal channel. Cleopatra screamed
in sheer terror. "AAAAAHHHHRRRR." She bit down hard on her rancid gag,
sending horse semen streaming into her mouth and down her wailing
throat, her tawny skinned belly retching violently as the putrid fluid
entered her resisting stomach. Brutis warned her. "Be still or you will
choke on your very own vomit." Brutus continued to plunder the inflamed
orifice, searing and scraping raw the inner walls of her intestinal
tract with each thrust and withdrawal, his driving cock now coated with
a mixture of lard and blood. Cleopatra's shrill screams and protests
were now reduced to pathetic animal-like mewings, her throat congested
with bile and horse semen. With each downward thrust, her tortured wafer
widened to accomodate the intrusion and puffed painfully outward as it
clung tenaciously to each withdrawal. Brutus pummeled her relentlessly,
his pent up testicles bouncing off her lard smeared ass with each
forward motion. Suddenly the rotund statesman's body stiffened and he
shouted. "Yes...yes you little whore." His strokes were now, long, slow
and deliberate, each one delivering a blow to the young queens pride and
each one filling her bowels with his unwanted spunk.
Calpurnia ordered that Cleopatra be taken to the baths for washing and
cleansing. The young lesbian slavegirls looked forward to this
pleasurable task. They were already excercising liberties with the
fallen queen, greedy hands fondling her breasts and massaging the tight,
protruding spheres of buttocks as they led her away.
