I love seeing your enthusiasm for the theme haha, and I am glad to get some awesome music to add to some playlists.
Glad you seemed to enjoy the choice of ladies too
I definitely do! Some of my favorites featured, in both games! and yes, the theme is a favorite of mine. These are my favorite types of games, where we get to choose who we want to fill the required roles.
Occupation: Farming (2 STR / 0 CHA / 0 RUT). I remember it as if it was yesterday. My final fight in the arena, me becoming a free man once again, the threesome, my fabulous groupie Jenna... All was going great: I was a star, I was free, the entire empire wanted me be part of shows, parties and celebrations; I used to be the desire of every woman and the reason behind the envy of every man. I was living the dream, but somehing changed: men started to ask about me, people who I had some troubles with in my past life as a bandit. I was surrounded by sharks looking for my blood and I had to disappear. I bought a villa, hired a bunch of men to be safe and started a new life.
It's been good for a while: I've understood that I appreciate this slow rhythm and the field work keeps me in a good shape, but it's a poor life and I feel a bit nostalgic. I was missing the twhrill, the action...the gold! So, when I knew that a new tournament was going to start, I decided to grab my sword again and fight again for the glory and the gold.
Manager: Elizabeth Olsen (2 STR / 1 CHA / 0 RUT). My sudden return takes everyone by surprise. Plenty of important people come to me asking to be my manager. Oh, it's good to be back! I look for the perfect one and my last choice is Elizabeth, a new girl in the business. She was raised by her father, a real expert, but I'm her first important job. However, she immediately seems to have a lot of great ideas to launch my name again. I'm fascinated by her desire to start working on our project and I listen carefully any word of her. When she understands I care about her and really consider her someone to trust and a valid help, she looks flattered and her cheeks become red. How cute she is! We move closer until she inadvertently touches my body and the muscles beneath my clothes. She's surprised by how strong I am and she looks at me with eyes filled with desire. I invite her to go on with her explanation and move on my knees reaching her pussy under her vest. She moans while trying to explain her idea; I had almost forgotten how good it is to lick a good pussy and I move with a whole new energy. Elizabeth becomes wet and hot and begs me for more. I make her sit on my stiff cock and she bounces on me, accepting all of me into her. I keep complimenting her management ability as I fondle and grope her: it makes her happy and horny and she increases her pace. We close our deal as we're still fucking as two teenage lovers, her fluids flowing all over me and her verses of pleasure filling the room.
The opening ceremony: Tyla (2 STR / 2 CHA / 0 RUT). The opening ceremony is a huge and rich banquet and every free citizen can enjoy a meal or a glass of wine. The gladiators, their manager and the richest and most influential guests are invited to stay in a private sector full of games, drinks and any kind of pleasures. The main idea for me and Elizabeth is to look for some important protectors that could help me in the tournament. I talk with some of them, but most are only interested in the party. I notice senators and generals having fun with whores who could be their nephews. Well, I don't blame her! In fact, I'm looking for good company too. A dancer captures my attention as she moves like she's possessed. Brownish skin, curly hair, a beauty from the African colonies. She notices I'm looking only her and immediately advances towards me, still dancing with all her energy. She's short and very young, almost a kid. She's beautiful and I've never seen anyone move in such a sexy way. I move my hands to her hips and stomach and she comes closer to me until her back touches my cock. I don't care about the party, I don't care about protectors, I only want her! I only feel her rubbing me, her sweaty body under my lips as I kiss the back of her neck. She grabs my hands and brings me in a private room. We're immediately on a bed, she's laying on me with her naked stomach an inch from me. I kiss her and push my tongue in her mouth, my hands entangled in her hair. She moves her hips a bit more, then finally pull off my cock and jumps on it. So young and so small, but not a virgin. Is she a slave? A whore? A free girl? Oh Gods, who cares?! She rides me with unbearable passion as I hold her on balance by the hips. It seems she's squeaking: it's funny! I cum into her, but it's like she doesn't care and just wanna keep going, still full of energy. I can only think that if I'm going to die for her tomorrow, it will have been worth it!
The first battle: 2 CHA (2 STR / 0 CHA / 0 RUT / 2 FS). The time has come for my first duel in this new tournament. I advance in the arena and the crowd sings for me. People still love me, even if I hadn't shown myself for a long time. My rival looks around with an angry face: he's new in the arena, the crowd doesn't know him, everyone is cheering me and it annoys him. He swing his sword impatiently between us ready to fight, his muscles tonic and oiled. He's got the right physique, but his mind isn't focused. I take advantage of it: I make fun of him, jump around him like a monkey and make the crowd laugh of him. He gets angrier, his slashes are dangerous but predictable: I'm faster and I easily dodge him all the time. He's strong, but he doesn't have any experience in true battle and soon he looks tired. I only need some cuts in the best places to make it impossible for him to hold his sword up. When the order arrives, I finish him fast enough to not make him suffer.
The novice: Margaret Qualley (2 STR / 0 CHA / 2 RUT / 2 FS). Some things never change in this world. One of them is how cruel power can be. The tournament is not only for volunteers, but also for prisoners, slaves, criminals and even whores condamned to fight to prove their innocence to the gods. Most of them have already been killed by other gladiators or eaten by the beasts of the arena, others won't pass the second fight. Just a bunch of them are desperately trying to survive the games, training their bodies and minds or trying to get rid of the others before the battle. One of them is a cute and young girl whom I notice giving some false advises to others. When I tell her I've understood her game, Margaret - that's her name - she's not worried at all. In fact, she tells me she hopes both of us will survive, then tells me her story. She's a barbarian warrior from the North. She was among the few survivors of a bloody battle; a young legionary obtained her as a reward and tried to rape her, but she tore out his tongue and left him in a bloody mess, so she was condemned to die here. She obviously wants to gain her freedom winning the games and she's ready to do it anyway she can. When I tell her I could warn the others and let have revenge, she smiles at me and invites me to see how convenient it can be to have her as a friend. She brings me in a locker room, opens her legs and lifts her skirt, inviting me to taste what's beneath it. She bites her own lips in the cutest way I've ever seen and her eyes are two blu fires shining in a ferocious way. I move to her and my right hand tickles her pussy. Instead of getting down on my knees and be an easy prey, I quickly grab her throat with my left hand leaving her speechless. I invite her to stay calm and obviously to keep her fuckin' mouth open. My cock knock to the gates of her pussy; she lifts her leg a little and lets me move inside her. With no weapons to reach and my hand limiting her breathing, she accepts she's been defeated and starts moving in order to give me an even better experience, her inner walls tightening around my cock as if they're trying to eat it. I kiss her chest and neck, then I whisper to her that I really like her and I'm gonna do all I can to save both of us. I just need a sparring partner to...keep me in exercise! She nods her head and bites her lip again, holding her moans. I pull out and bring her down to cum on her face. I'm not going to get her pregnant before the end of the games, but who knows what could happen after that!
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Thank you! I love your narrative games and it's a pleasure to write stories from them. It's just a long work, so I only do it from time to time. I've already seen your other works and I'm sure I'll play them too
Campaigning: Anya Taylor-Joy (2 STR / 0 CHA / 4 RUT / 2 FS). I'm having fun being a fighter again, but Elizabeth fears I enjoy it too much and forget my duty. I still need to find important allies and protectors, so I'm going to meet an emissary of a senator in search of endorsement from a celebrity. Elizabeth didn't expect the emissary to be such a beautiful girl, a dreamy vision that only the Olympus could make. We listen to her proposal, then I ask my manager to leave us alone. Even pissed off, she obeys. I remain alone with Anya, my eyes running along her slender figure, her long blonde hair and her smooth, pale skin. She speaks with the most suave boice I've ever heard and her silky robe hardly covers her splendid boobs and nipples. She already knows I'm only interested in what she herself has to offer: her cheeks are red and she tries to avoid looking me in the eyes.
"Do you think your boss will be glad to receive my endorsement paying nothing?" I ask her; she nods silently.
"So why don't we look for another agreement?"
She nods again and her beautiful hands pull down her robes letting me enjoy the perfection hidden beneath.
"Please, mister" she says in the most polite manner sitting on a little table "Be free to take whatever you want from this simple emissary."
She looks worried and afraid: she's never been with a gladiator or a fighter before...or maybe she's been with too many of them!
I gently take her hands between mine and bring them to my mouth. "Don't worry, my sweet nymph" I say kissing them "The gods wouldn't forgive me if I hurted you. Just relax."
I move down on my knees and place my head between her long legs, looking at her precious pussy with lust. I hear her praying the gods that nothing bad will happen to her, but soon enough her whispers are replaced by louder moans. My tongue goes in circle around her clit, my fingers go deep into ger holes, reaching spots she didn't even know. I'm giving her the best pleasure of her life and she can't handle it: her head tilts back, her eyes are fixed on the ceiling, her fluids run all over my face and soak the elegant red carpet. When I get up, she believes I'm going away and brings her arms around my neck, begging me to stay and looking at me with ecstasy eyes. Obviously, I'm not going anywhere: in fact, I'm only giving her something else she'll never forget. My cock has no problem in sliding in her already wet pussy and her legs clutch around my hips to make sure I remain inside. I kiss the top of her head and every inch of her stunning face, my hands passing through her light hair and my cock stuffing her; meanwhile, she's totally lost her mind and shouts her pleasure out like her life depends on it.
"Tell the senator he has my endorsement" I say loudly to be sure she hears me "But I'm coming for you! I'm coming for you again and again and again! Make sure he treats you well and doesn't let anyone else have you. If I notice something wrong next time, he can kiss his election goodbye. And now let me give you a special prize!"
Pinning her down on the table and bending on her to kiss her neck one last time, I cum into her as she bursts into one last shout. I'd stay into her for a few hours more, but Liz is waiting for me and I must get ready for my second battle.
Second battle: 2 RUT (2 STR / 0 CHA / 2 RUT / 4 FS). In my first experience as a gladitator I've learned a very unpleasant lesson: it doesn't matter how strong or popular you are, the crowd's here for the blood and the animals guarantee a lot of blood. Even the most beloved gladiators are not as popular as lions and jaguars in the arena. But I'm not here to become a snack for a big cat, so screw the people up there! I ruin their fun remaining far from the beast, showing no fear but keeping my guard up and refusing the fight. I wait until the lion loses interest and goes to a warrior previously defeated, but still alive. The cat won't have his last meal and the crowd won't see another man slaughtered by the beast. They boo me but I walk away victorious, throwing the lion's head to the nearest seats.
Threesome: Zendaya and Hunter Schafer (2 STR / 1 CHA / 3 RUT / 4 FS). As always, all the survived gladiators are rewarded and praised as legendary heroes. We are accompanied in a special tour of the best taverns until reach the place we all were looking for: one of the most famous brothels of all the empire! The owner is a middle-aged former prostitute with a charming smile and quick eyes who doesn't waste time and immediately move her hands on all the fit gladiators arrived. She claps her hands and a large number of beautiful girls enters the room and places in front of us. Any one of us can pick two of them for the entire night and the choice is wide: any kind of beauty a man can imagine is available. My choice falls on a blonde girl looking like a living fairy and brunette with warm skin tone; they're both skinny, with long hair and legs. We go into the first available room and I sit on the big, comfy bed in front of us. They slowly crawl to me and I kiss them both, my hands measuring first Zendaya's boobs, then Hunter's. The blonde has already grabbed my cock with her splendid hand and she gently shakes it as I tell her to make out with her colleague. It's a magnificent show, I can easily tell they're close to each other and have done it a lot of times. Their lips move seductively, it looks like each girl's gonna devour the other one soon. They move down to me together placing my cock right between their mouth. The blonde girl's the first to move away from her friend to take my shaft in her mouth staying by my side. The brunette lays down in front of me and places her head between my open legs; her lips kiss my balls, her tongue rolls slowly and then moves to my ass, rolling around my hole before moving into it. They're like two insatiable beasts and I don't thing I've ever felt such pleasure. I grab Hunter by the hair and pull her to me so that I can play with her tits; her pelvis moves on me and she giggles when I bite her hard nipples. The view amuses Zendaya, who get away from where she was to rim Hunter, driving her in ecstasy. With a swift movement, I push Hunter to a side and sit down, grabbing Zendaya by the hair. She looks worried and asks me if they've done something wrong. As a response, I push her face down on my pubes and shove my cock in her mouth, pushing it deep in her throat. She gurgles and gags, saliva drips down on me, but she does her best to adapt. Her head moves up and down and she pays attention to reach even the last inch of my cock. My legs cross behind her head and hold her still when I have to cum, spraying my semen as she keeps her eyes fixed on me. When I free her, she breathes in all the air she can, coughing and thanking me for the sweet gift I made her. I look at her gasping, her beautiful body moving slowly and uncertainly: I'm surely gonna claim more of it, but now she needs some rest. Instead, I turn to Hunter, who's been looking at us the whole time sucking her own finger. When I invite her to continue from where she had stopped before, the blonde angel slowly crawls to me making her bottom sway. She opens her legs and sits on me making her long hair dance in the air. Leaning on me, she gives me a long, passionate kiss as my cock slowly moves into her. With my hands on her waist, she rides me with grace, her naked chest bouncing in front of my eyes making me thirsty. She's gorgeous, such a sweet vision that I ask to myself how did she even arrive in this place. I move my hands down on her ass cheeks, grabbing and squeezing them as Hunter's moans grow louder and louder. After a while, I tell her for the second time to move away 'cause her friend seem ready for a second round. She's on the bed again, waiting on her knees like a docile pet. I grab her messy hair and bring my face next to hers to lick her hear and whisper her nasty things. She seems to enjoy the moment and take part in the game, accepting her submissive role. Moving behind her, I knock to her pussy with my cock two or three times before moving to the other hole. She calls the gods as I fill her ass with my meat, no lub to make it easy for her. I spank her three times and she growls like an animal before kneeling her head down and trying to relax and breathe well as my cock reaches her deepest spots. I pull her head up and she notices Hunter right in front of her, her face just an inch from the blonde girl's pussy. Hunter pushes her friend's head to her, making her lick the sweet treasure I've already tasted as I keep sodomizing her. Zendaya's now just a plaything in our hands and her only mission is to serve us. My beautiful fairy is showing her venomous side and she's smiling as she does it. I'd love to have her as my partner: maybe I could free her when I win the tournament, I'll think about it next time. Right now I just wanna stuff our brunette whore until she collapses. She has way more stamina than I imagined, but in the end I see her arms collapse beneath her weight. I pull out and make the two girls kiss one last time while I cum on her beautiful faces. Hunter smiles again as my semen falls on her, Zendaya just keeps kissing her friend's lips and neck driven only by libido. As I finish, I just lay down with the two of them by my sides, caressing their hair and bottoms, telling them how good they've been.
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The playfight: Sadie Sink (1 STR / 1 CHA / 3 RUT / 5 FS). I'm always amazed by the levels of depravity this city can reach. Well, I had to imagine it, since the mysterious invitation I received was shady to say the least. This time, an aristocrat has invited me to his opulent villa in what looks like a masquerade...or the meeting of a sect...I don't know, most of the people is wearing masks of every kind! I'm not the only gladiator: there are others, all men, all wearing their combat outfit as myself, but no weapon was accepted in the villa. We enjoy the party on our own: we don't really want to stay too close to the masked guys! After a couple of hours, we are asked to follow the owner of the villa outside, in a vast garden with what looks like an arena surrounded by masked men. I'm worried they want us to die here, but the man explains we'll have a different kind of fight against a different kind of opponents. He claps his hands and a group of beautiful women are brought outside. Some of them look frightened, others competitive, but they all are handcuffed and kept on a chain. The crowd cheers and whistle to them, telling obscenity. Every one of us is gonna fight against a slave and the first who cums loses: the winning gladiators will be rewarded, the winning slaves will be freed; the only rule is: no killing. My randomly drawn opponent is a cute, petite redhead from the province of Britannia, captured and sold after her whole family had been exterminated. She's probably seen the hell since that day and this is a chance from the gods for her. It's not a real fight and no one of this girl is risking her life; moreover, some of them really knows how to use their own body: two gladiators have already lost their games! Unfortunately for her, Sadie's pretty but totally unskilled in the art of charming and pleasing a man. I'm sure she's not a virgin - surely her master has already used and abused her infinite times - but it didn't help her to gain confidence and expertise. I admit she's quick and good enough to dodge me when I try to grab her - surely in her past life she learned a few tricks - and she also succeeds in making me fall on the ground. The nice experience of having her on top of me with her hand grabbing my cock immediately ends: her handjob is too harsh, even brutal for her cute, little hands. Neither in ten years I'm gonna come with this, so it's better if I finish it soon. Even if she's sitting on me, she's not heavy enough to hold me down and I make her lose her balance with a sudden movement. Before she rises up, I twist her wrist behind her back and push her face down with a foot as she screams in pain. Her ass is up and she's barely dressed. The crowd cheers when Sadie's young pussy is finally revealed. She screams and cries, feeling that her opportunity is going to fly away. I spit on my hand and start fingering her, tickling her clit and pushing my fingers into her. The young redhead can't escape from her position. She begs me to stop, spitting the sand of the arena which enters her mouth from time to time. I'm sorry, but I can't stop: her master explained us in private that if a gladiator shows mercy to his opponent and decides not to fight to give her freedom, the slave's gonna be fucked by the crowd and killed. So, I don't listen to her and keep fingering her. Her red hair runs between my toes, her pink pussy already shines because of the fluids soaking it; Sadie sobs defeated as she reaches her climax and her juices fall on the sand of the arena, creating a small pool. Finally the girl falls too, tired and embarassed as the people surrounding her laugh and say cruel things to her. I immediately get up and walk towards the host of the event, telling him I refuse the money prize and take the girl for the rest of the night. I don't even wait for his response: I come back to Sadie and bow down to grab her. She tries to fight back, but I assure her that I'm not gonna touch her anymore. In fact, I bring her away from the arena and all the beasts there and sit under a tree. I sweetly hug and lull Sadie, giving her the privilege to feel like a child again. She cries again, but her arms are now tight around me, a silent request for protection.
The third battle: 2 RUT (1 STR / 1 CHA / 1 RUT / 7 FS). The games have changed since the last time: they're more brutal than ever and I think I have to thank my past life in the streets if I'm still able to survive. This time the crowd can enjoy a real show: the gladiators still fighting are taking part in a last battle royale and killing each other 'till only one survives. All the friendships and the alliances made in the last few days slowly crumble because of this cruel exhibition of blood and violence. Well, technically someone still tries to find a partner, but the only way to win is remaining the last one alive...so in the end friend will kill friend! Even the others know it, so when my sparring partner in the training field asks me to fight together I already know it won't last for long. In fact, our last opponent hasn't touched the ground yet that my partner tries to slice me, but I'm faster and my dagger is in his back before he can even talk. His corpse falls in the middle of the arena, his eyes rolling up and the blood soaking the sand. The games are almost finished: now I only have to fight the current champion of the arena.
The assassin: Cristin Milioti (1 STR / 1 CHA / 4 RUT / 7 FS). My victory made Elizabeth so happy that she brought me to a tavern to drink together and celebrate. She wasn't able to control herself and too much alcohol made her fall asleep on the table. I took a room for her but I didn't want to sleep yet, so I just went away for a walk under the moon. But the sky is covered by clouds, the air is calm and the night is hot and humid. Now I'm alone walking down a dark alley, no one's around. At least, I think I'm alone for a while until I heard the sound of a blade being drawn from a sheath and notice a strange reflection of the light. I wait, faking I'm a bit drunk. I hear footsteps behind mine: they're approaching me, moving fastly behind me. I wait 'till the last moment, then dodge the blade aiming to my back and grab the arms of the assailant. With a swift movement I make him fall down, but his verse of pain surprises me. I remove his cloak discovering the killer is actually a beautiful woman with an angry expression on her face. She tries to fight and break free, but I keep her still with my foot pushing behind her back. Her big eyes finally look at me and her expression changes: she opens her mouth in disbelief, then starts trembling and tears fill her eyes. All her energy vanishes and she leans her head down, crying desperately. The dagger falls on the ground and I kick it away. Before I sit next to the woman, I check she hasn't got any secret weapon and touching every inch of her body. The woman doesn't react and just keeps crying. I ask her to explain. She's a widow: her husband was killed during the games, but she made a mistake since I'm not the gladiator who killed him. Now she's upset, furious with herself. I'm sorry for her loss, but I can't help her. I try to get up, but she rapidly grabs my wrist and pulls me down to her. Her lips touch mine: she kisses me with her eyes closed, consumed by passion and other dozens of different emotions. She begs me to stay with her, make love with her and cure her broken spirit. Standing on top of me, she removes her dark dress and her pale skin is finally shown in all her beauty. She brings my hands to her tits, letting me handle them as she brings herself on top of me, her legs open and her crotch just an inch from my face. I'm amazed by her sweet smell and move my tongue to her pussy. The woman advances a little bit so that I can taste her with all my mouth. She's crying again, letting her pleasure and sadness go in all their intensity, venting all her stress and moaning like she hasn't had anyone doing it to her for a long time. It's strange, 'cause the games have started just a few days away. I don't know how her marriage was, but she's moving like a crazy demon right now and I'm not letting this sexy bitch go unsatisfied. I eat her out with all the lust I have and her verses reverberate in the alley. Totally wet, she moves on top of my cock and rides me as I keep groping her. She moves faster and faster, her long hair dancing in the wind and her eyes wide open. She begs me to cum into her and do my best, then brings my right hand to her throat telling me to squeeze it. She's nuts! I can't believe this widow's into breathplay! I do as she requested and look at her fuce turning red as she keeps riding me even if air isn't fillimg her lungs anymore. Luckily for her, I cum before it's too late, thanks to her inner walls totally enclosed around me, almost devouring my cock. She coughs and falls on het side, my semen flowing down her leg. I lay down next to her, lookong her in those beautiful doe eyes. She breaths in some fresh air and smiles, then thanks me and kisses me again, her tongue moving slowly into my mouth. I caress her face and we remains together on the dusty road, giving each other love.
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The final battle (7 FS). For the second time in my life, I'm putting all I've got at risk against the champion of the arena. Some would say it's always like the first time, but actually it isn't: I've fought so many times in this place that now I'm used to it. I don't feel any fear, just a vibrant sensation that pushes me to do my best and win this fight like all the others. My opponent is an ex-praetorian guard, I know. So what? I've fought countless former militaries in this place and I've always won. And I've fought and escaped dozens of guards when I was just a bandit and a thief and I'm still here. So, this man doesn't scare me, and he knows. He can sense it watching my precise movements, my calm expression and the way I play with the crowd. And they can sense it too: the people loved me in the past and they still love me now! And even this time I'm going to give themthe show they've been looking for. I swing my blade like if I'm guided by a strange music, dodge his blows and make him fall with a leg sweep. As I push my blade in his throat giving him peace, I ask myself if I should be pissed off by such an easy victory. Well, maybe, but I wasn't here for blood: I was here for adventure, glory and money, and I've had them all! But now there's even something new and I'm pointing my sword at her: the empress is watching the fight as the last time, but now I'm in front of her as the winner of two tournaments, a real legend, and she's gonna meet me.
REWARDS (1 STR / 1 CHA / 4 RUT)
Meeting with the empress Salma Hayek. As I imagined, the empress calls me in her private rooms the same night after the games. My manager Elizabeth is overjoyed: she's already find some people interested on working with me, but she's sure the number will increase after the news of my encounter with the empress. A carriage brings me to her magnificent palace and a couple of guards escort me to the huge atrium, where Salma is waiting for me under a marble arch, just a light dress covering her. It doesn't last long: she immediately makes it fall at her feet, showing me her glorious body. There's no woman in the whole empire with such a large and soft pair of boobs: they seem to be designed by the gods just to give perfect titjobs! I'm already moving my hand to touch them when she stops me. They're not for me, she says: I will only watch. Having said that, she snaps her fingers and nine beautiful naked women enter the room. They are the best any corner of the empire can offer, from Mauritania to Britain, from the Danubian lines to Gallia. The empress tells me their names, ages and origins as they start to touch the empress anywhere and lick her holes and tits. She also tells me that I can pick some of them following the rules she gives me. They'll be my faithful servaints and they'll do anything I ask starting from right now. I take my time to choose, watching this fabulous show of bodies moving on each other, of mouths on holes and legs wrapping around hips and other legs, with the moans of the women filling the room. My cock becomes hard and I make my first choice. With steady steps, I reach and immediately grabs the young Dafne while she's running her hands along the empress's legs. She was the daughter of a blacksmith, brought to the empress as a gift after a military campaign. She also has great boobs and a round ass, so I'm gonna enjoy her instead than Salma. I pull her away and push her against a column to fuck her ass. Soon I'm into her rear hole and I'm spanking her ass cheeks. Her large hips wave in front of me and her skin turns red, but she obeys her empress's will and accepts my shaft, her hands gritting against the stone. When I'm done with her, she falls on the ground and remains with her ass up, trying to find some relief. The empress nods her head and claps her hands: two guards enter the room, lift Dafne from her arms and bring her away so that she can be prepared for me. I thank her for the service and look around again.
Not far away, a girl has stopped praising Salma and is now looking the guards leaving the hall. She's just a few years older than Dafne and just as tall as her...that isn't much, after all! She's so shocked by what's happened to the Hispanic girl that she doesn't notice me 'till she bumps with her back against me. I greedily smile at her when she turns to see me. I remember Salma calling her Billie and saying she comes from the province of Norica, in the North of Italy. Her people have always been allies of Rome and they've never suffered for war and conquest. Billie was the last daughter of an aristocratic family and her parents were really happy to let Salma take her to the capital. Now she's looking at me with impressive blue eyes, worried that I might hurt her. I place my right hand on her shoulder and push her down on her knees, my cock right in front of her face. She nods and puts both her hands around it, then her mouth too. I like her: she's quick and I don't have to explain anything to her. From my position, I can watch both her striking blue eyes and her huge boobs as she blows me. The sounds she makes are lovely just as the expression on her face, like she's in a strange form of ecstasys. Her eyes never leave mine and it makes the experience even more magical. I cum on her face and her raven hair, but don't let her go yet. Instead, I ask her to clean my cock passing it between her boobs and massaging it until she finishes licking away and eating all my semen on her. So, I look at her passing her tongue all around her lips with a hot expression and take the rest of the jizz with her fingers. Meanwhile, she gives me a pretty nice titjob, but I think she can do even better. Anyway, I tell her to go reach Dafne and take a bath, 'cause we're leaving soon.
My empress reminds me I only have two more girls to pick. It could be a problem 'cause there are still beautiful women everywhere. This time I decide to change type of woman: I've taken two young girls with average height, so this time I'm taking the tallest girl and the oldest one. Hailee was a princess in Carthage, but her perfect life ended after the siege and destruction of the city. Soon she was captured and raped by half a dozen of soldiers, then brought in Rome and sold as a slave. Obviously she's not a virgim anymore, but her body is fit and wonderfully shaped. Next to her there's Léa, a 40-years old former warrior from Gaul who fought honourably with her people against our army, bit they weren't able to stop our advance. After their defeat, she suffered almost the same destiny of Hailee. Now they're going to change owner soon. I sit on the ground and bring Léa next to me. My mouth closes on her huge tits, even better than those of Billie. She endures like a real warrior my teeth clenching her nipples while I move a finger into her pussy. Meanwhile, I call Hailee and tell her to stand on the other side of me. I move my lips from Léa's boobs to Hailee's long legs, tough and smooth like a marble statue. I kiss and lick them up to her pussy, already wet 'cause she was having her time with another girl before. I make her sit on my cock and watch her riding me. Her hips slide on me graciously and her long, straight hair covers her splendid body making her look mysterious. I pat Léa on the head and she walks to Hailee on her knees. The two of them start makimg out as the young brunette keeps riding me. They keep her mouths open so that I can see their tongues twirling and their saliva mixing and falling down. Afwter a while, I push Hailee aside so that the other can sit on me, this time with her back facing me. I sit and grope her from behind as she tries to jump on me with my cock into her pussy. I kiss her neck and lick her ears, joined soon by Hailee whopushes her cunt against Léa's face. I'm sure the blonde warrior was used to savage sex with her brute friends: in fact, she does all she has to do in the best way I can imagine. In the end, I fill her with my semen and let Hailee lick her to clean what is left. I use her brunette hair to clean my cock and reach the empress to thank her for the precious gift. I'll always be a faithful servaint of her.
I've obtained all that I was looking for: love from the crowd, the fame of the first two-times champion, money beyond imagination and beautiful women. But this time I'm doing differently: after a few weeks of events, I decide to withdraw from the scene while Liz is gonna work with me on all things related to my name and images. I become the main character in theatrical shows and stories, but I remain in my villa 'till it'a time for senatorial election. I meet the old former senator who asked for my endorsement and tell him I'm gonna keep my word. Not only I'll give him my endorsement, but I'll come back for some special events just for him, but I want him to say goodbye to his emissary Anya, 'cause I want her to be my wife. It's not a big loss for him: he can find a new emissary anywhere and anytime. So, all ends well and the girl of my dream immediately accepts my proposal. What a journey for a former thief!
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Aw, hell yeah!! We back for Season 2!
Quod in vita agimus in aeternitate resonat.
Occupatio: Custos Urbis (+2R)
Reditus: Alexandra Daddario [♥] (Procuratrix) (+1R)
Pompa: Tyla [♥♥] (Saltatrix) (+1C)
Prima Pugna: Use Ruthlessness (-3R, +3F)
Novicia: Auli'i Cravalho (+1S)
Publicitatio: Anya Taylor-Joy [♥♥] (Emissaria) (+2R)
Secunda Pugna: Use Ruthlessness (-2R, +2F)
Lupanar: Hunter Schafer [♥] and Zendaya [♥♥] (Meretrices) (+1C, +1R)
Luctatio: Eiza González [♥♥] (+2C, -1F)
Tertia Pugna: Use Charisma (-3C, +3F)
Sicaria: Camila Mendes [♥] (+3S)
Stats:
Ultima Pugna: Ignavi saepe moriuntur... fortes semel tantum.
Imperatrix: Salma Hayek [♥♥]
Servae Lectuli: Adria Arjona [♥♥], Daisy Ridley [♥], Ella Purnell [♥♥], Hailee Steinfeld [♥♥] and Dafne Keen [♥] (-3S, -1C, -1R)
Bonus: Florence Pugh and Millie Bobby Brown [♥]
Uxor: Camila Mendes [♥]
Tough to Turn Down:
I love seeing your enthusiasm for the theme haha, and I am glad to get some awesome music to add to some playlists. Glad you seemed to enjoy the choice of ladies too
I definitely do! Some of my favorites featured, in both games! and yes, the theme is a favorite of mine. These are my favorite types of games, where we get to choose who we want to fill the required roles.
Celebrity 2 CHA
Manager Elizabeth Olsen 1 CHA
Opening Simona Tabasco 1 STR
1st Battle -2 CHA 2 FS
1 CHA 1 STR 2 FS
Margaret Qualley 2 RUT
Anya Taylor-Joy 2 RUT
2nd Battle -2 RUT 2FS
1 CHA 2 RUT 1 STR 4 FS
Hunter + Joey King 1 STR 1 CHA
Eiza Gonzalez 2 CHA -1 FS
3rd Battle -2 RUT 2 FS
4 CHA 2 STR 5 FS
Rachel Broshnahan 3 CHA
7 CHA 2 STR 5 FS
Win Final Battle
Bonus - Dafne Keen Daisy Ridley
Ella Purnell -2 STR
Florence Pugh -2 CHA
Lea Seydoux -2 CHA
Occupation: City Guard (0 S, 2 R, 0 C, 0 F)
Manager: Elizabeth Olsen (0 S, 2 R, 1 C, 0 F)
Opening Ceremony: Kaya Scodelario (0 S, 3 R, 1 C, 0 F)
First Battle: Ruthlessness: (0 S, 0 R, 1 C, 3 F)
Novice: Auli'i Cravalho (2 S, 0 R, 1 C, 3 F)
Campaigning: Monica Barbaro (4 S, 0 R, 1 C, 3 F)
Second Battle: Strength (1 S, 0 R, 1 C, 6 F)
Threesome: Zendaya/Hunter Schafer (1 S, 0 R, 2 C, 6 F)
Playfight: Jennifer Lawrence (3 S, 0 R, 2 C, 5 F)
Third Fight: Strength: (2 S, 0 R, 2 C, 6 F)
Assassin: Rachel Brosnahan (2 S, 0 R, 5 C, 6 F)
Final Battle - Victorious
Reward: Daisy Ridley (2 S), Florence Pugh (2 C), Hailee Steinfeld (2 C), wife - Elizabeth Olsen
Occupation: Farming (2 STR / 0 CHA / 0 RUT). I remember it as if it was yesterday. My final fight in the arena, me becoming a free man once again, the threesome, my fabulous groupie Jenna... All was going great: I was a star, I was free, the entire empire wanted me be part of shows, parties and celebrations; I used to be the desire of every woman and the reason behind the envy of every man. I was living the dream, but somehing changed: men started to ask about me, people who I had some troubles with in my past life as a bandit. I was surrounded by sharks looking for my blood and I had to disappear. I bought a villa, hired a bunch of men to be safe and started a new life. It's been good for a while: I've understood that I appreciate this slow rhythm and the field work keeps me in a good shape, but it's a poor life and I feel a bit nostalgic. I was missing the twhrill, the action...the gold! So, when I knew that a new tournament was going to start, I decided to grab my sword again and fight again for the glory and the gold.
Manager: Elizabeth Olsen (2 STR / 1 CHA / 0 RUT). My sudden return takes everyone by surprise. Plenty of important people come to me asking to be my manager. Oh, it's good to be back! I look for the perfect one and my last choice is Elizabeth, a new girl in the business. She was raised by her father, a real expert, but I'm her first important job. However, she immediately seems to have a lot of great ideas to launch my name again. I'm fascinated by her desire to start working on our project and I listen carefully any word of her. When she understands I care about her and really consider her someone to trust and a valid help, she looks flattered and her cheeks become red. How cute she is! We move closer until she inadvertently touches my body and the muscles beneath my clothes. She's surprised by how strong I am and she looks at me with eyes filled with desire. I invite her to go on with her explanation and move on my knees reaching her pussy under her vest. She moans while trying to explain her idea; I had almost forgotten how good it is to lick a good pussy and I move with a whole new energy. Elizabeth becomes wet and hot and begs me for more. I make her sit on my stiff cock and she bounces on me, accepting all of me into her. I keep complimenting her management ability as I fondle and grope her: it makes her happy and horny and she increases her pace. We close our deal as we're still fucking as two teenage lovers, her fluids flowing all over me and her verses of pleasure filling the room.
The opening ceremony: Tyla (2 STR / 2 CHA / 0 RUT). The opening ceremony is a huge and rich banquet and every free citizen can enjoy a meal or a glass of wine. The gladiators, their manager and the richest and most influential guests are invited to stay in a private sector full of games, drinks and any kind of pleasures. The main idea for me and Elizabeth is to look for some important protectors that could help me in the tournament. I talk with some of them, but most are only interested in the party. I notice senators and generals having fun with whores who could be their nephews. Well, I don't blame her! In fact, I'm looking for good company too. A dancer captures my attention as she moves like she's possessed. Brownish skin, curly hair, a beauty from the African colonies. She notices I'm looking only her and immediately advances towards me, still dancing with all her energy. She's short and very young, almost a kid. She's beautiful and I've never seen anyone move in such a sexy way. I move my hands to her hips and stomach and she comes closer to me until her back touches my cock. I don't care about the party, I don't care about protectors, I only want her! I only feel her rubbing me, her sweaty body under my lips as I kiss the back of her neck. She grabs my hands and brings me in a private room. We're immediately on a bed, she's laying on me with her naked stomach an inch from me. I kiss her and push my tongue in her mouth, my hands entangled in her hair. She moves her hips a bit more, then finally pull off my cock and jumps on it. So young and so small, but not a virgin. Is she a slave? A whore? A free girl? Oh Gods, who cares?! She rides me with unbearable passion as I hold her on balance by the hips. It seems she's squeaking: it's funny! I cum into her, but it's like she doesn't care and just wanna keep going, still full of energy. I can only think that if I'm going to die for her tomorrow, it will have been worth it!
The first battle: 2 CHA (2 STR / 0 CHA / 0 RUT / 2 FS). The time has come for my first duel in this new tournament. I advance in the arena and the crowd sings for me. People still love me, even if I hadn't shown myself for a long time. My rival looks around with an angry face: he's new in the arena, the crowd doesn't know him, everyone is cheering me and it annoys him. He swing his sword impatiently between us ready to fight, his muscles tonic and oiled. He's got the right physique, but his mind isn't focused. I take advantage of it: I make fun of him, jump around him like a monkey and make the crowd laugh of him. He gets angrier, his slashes are dangerous but predictable: I'm faster and I easily dodge him all the time. He's strong, but he doesn't have any experience in true battle and soon he looks tired. I only need some cuts in the best places to make it impossible for him to hold his sword up. When the order arrives, I finish him fast enough to not make him suffer.
The novice: Margaret Qualley (2 STR / 0 CHA / 2 RUT / 2 FS). Some things never change in this world. One of them is how cruel power can be. The tournament is not only for volunteers, but also for prisoners, slaves, criminals and even whores condamned to fight to prove their innocence to the gods. Most of them have already been killed by other gladiators or eaten by the beasts of the arena, others won't pass the second fight. Just a bunch of them are desperately trying to survive the games, training their bodies and minds or trying to get rid of the others before the battle. One of them is a cute and young girl whom I notice giving some false advises to others. When I tell her I've understood her game, Margaret - that's her name - she's not worried at all. In fact, she tells me she hopes both of us will survive, then tells me her story. She's a barbarian warrior from the North. She was among the few survivors of a bloody battle; a young legionary obtained her as a reward and tried to rape her, but she tore out his tongue and left him in a bloody mess, so she was condemned to die here. She obviously wants to gain her freedom winning the games and she's ready to do it anyway she can. When I tell her I could warn the others and let have revenge, she smiles at me and invites me to see how convenient it can be to have her as a friend. She brings me in a locker room, opens her legs and lifts her skirt, inviting me to taste what's beneath it. She bites her own lips in the cutest way I've ever seen and her eyes are two blu fires shining in a ferocious way. I move to her and my right hand tickles her pussy. Instead of getting down on my knees and be an easy prey, I quickly grab her throat with my left hand leaving her speechless. I invite her to stay calm and obviously to keep her fuckin' mouth open. My cock knock to the gates of her pussy; she lifts her leg a little and lets me move inside her. With no weapons to reach and my hand limiting her breathing, she accepts she's been defeated and starts moving in order to give me an even better experience, her inner walls tightening around my cock as if they're trying to eat it. I kiss her chest and neck, then I whisper to her that I really like her and I'm gonna do all I can to save both of us. I just need a sparring partner to...keep me in exercise! She nods her head and bites her lip again, holding her moans. I pull out and bring her down to cum on her face. I'm not going to get her pregnant before the end of the games, but who knows what could happen after that! [CONTINUE]
This is the best response ever! It was like reading a novel, I was totally enthralled.
You had a real adventure, and I am very glad your gladiator succeeded in the ring
Thank you! I love your narrative games and it's a pleasure to write stories from them. It's just a long work, so I only do it from time to time. I've already seen your other works and I'm sure I'll play them too
Campaigning: Anya Taylor-Joy (2 STR / 0 CHA / 4 RUT / 2 FS). I'm having fun being a fighter again, but Elizabeth fears I enjoy it too much and forget my duty. I still need to find important allies and protectors, so I'm going to meet an emissary of a senator in search of endorsement from a celebrity. Elizabeth didn't expect the emissary to be such a beautiful girl, a dreamy vision that only the Olympus could make. We listen to her proposal, then I ask my manager to leave us alone. Even pissed off, she obeys. I remain alone with Anya, my eyes running along her slender figure, her long blonde hair and her smooth, pale skin. She speaks with the most suave boice I've ever heard and her silky robe hardly covers her splendid boobs and nipples. She already knows I'm only interested in what she herself has to offer: her cheeks are red and she tries to avoid looking me in the eyes. "Do you think your boss will be glad to receive my endorsement paying nothing?" I ask her; she nods silently. "So why don't we look for another agreement?" She nods again and her beautiful hands pull down her robes letting me enjoy the perfection hidden beneath. "Please, mister" she says in the most polite manner sitting on a little table "Be free to take whatever you want from this simple emissary." She looks worried and afraid: she's never been with a gladiator or a fighter before...or maybe she's been with too many of them! I gently take her hands between mine and bring them to my mouth. "Don't worry, my sweet nymph" I say kissing them "The gods wouldn't forgive me if I hurted you. Just relax." I move down on my knees and place my head between her long legs, looking at her precious pussy with lust. I hear her praying the gods that nothing bad will happen to her, but soon enough her whispers are replaced by louder moans. My tongue goes in circle around her clit, my fingers go deep into ger holes, reaching spots she didn't even know. I'm giving her the best pleasure of her life and she can't handle it: her head tilts back, her eyes are fixed on the ceiling, her fluids run all over my face and soak the elegant red carpet. When I get up, she believes I'm going away and brings her arms around my neck, begging me to stay and looking at me with ecstasy eyes. Obviously, I'm not going anywhere: in fact, I'm only giving her something else she'll never forget. My cock has no problem in sliding in her already wet pussy and her legs clutch around my hips to make sure I remain inside. I kiss the top of her head and every inch of her stunning face, my hands passing through her light hair and my cock stuffing her; meanwhile, she's totally lost her mind and shouts her pleasure out like her life depends on it. "Tell the senator he has my endorsement" I say loudly to be sure she hears me "But I'm coming for you! I'm coming for you again and again and again! Make sure he treats you well and doesn't let anyone else have you. If I notice something wrong next time, he can kiss his election goodbye. And now let me give you a special prize!" Pinning her down on the table and bending on her to kiss her neck one last time, I cum into her as she bursts into one last shout. I'd stay into her for a few hours more, but Liz is waiting for me and I must get ready for my second battle.
Second battle: 2 RUT (2 STR / 0 CHA / 2 RUT / 4 FS). In my first experience as a gladitator I've learned a very unpleasant lesson: it doesn't matter how strong or popular you are, the crowd's here for the blood and the animals guarantee a lot of blood. Even the most beloved gladiators are not as popular as lions and jaguars in the arena. But I'm not here to become a snack for a big cat, so screw the people up there! I ruin their fun remaining far from the beast, showing no fear but keeping my guard up and refusing the fight. I wait until the lion loses interest and goes to a warrior previously defeated, but still alive. The cat won't have his last meal and the crowd won't see another man slaughtered by the beast. They boo me but I walk away victorious, throwing the lion's head to the nearest seats.
Threesome: Zendaya and Hunter Schafer (2 STR / 1 CHA / 3 RUT / 4 FS). As always, all the survived gladiators are rewarded and praised as legendary heroes. We are accompanied in a special tour of the best taverns until reach the place we all were looking for: one of the most famous brothels of all the empire! The owner is a middle-aged former prostitute with a charming smile and quick eyes who doesn't waste time and immediately move her hands on all the fit gladiators arrived. She claps her hands and a large number of beautiful girls enters the room and places in front of us. Any one of us can pick two of them for the entire night and the choice is wide: any kind of beauty a man can imagine is available. My choice falls on a blonde girl looking like a living fairy and brunette with warm skin tone; they're both skinny, with long hair and legs. We go into the first available room and I sit on the big, comfy bed in front of us. They slowly crawl to me and I kiss them both, my hands measuring first Zendaya's boobs, then Hunter's. The blonde has already grabbed my cock with her splendid hand and she gently shakes it as I tell her to make out with her colleague. It's a magnificent show, I can easily tell they're close to each other and have done it a lot of times. Their lips move seductively, it looks like each girl's gonna devour the other one soon. They move down to me together placing my cock right between their mouth. The blonde girl's the first to move away from her friend to take my shaft in her mouth staying by my side. The brunette lays down in front of me and places her head between my open legs; her lips kiss my balls, her tongue rolls slowly and then moves to my ass, rolling around my hole before moving into it. They're like two insatiable beasts and I don't thing I've ever felt such pleasure. I grab Hunter by the hair and pull her to me so that I can play with her tits; her pelvis moves on me and she giggles when I bite her hard nipples. The view amuses Zendaya, who get away from where she was to rim Hunter, driving her in ecstasy. With a swift movement, I push Hunter to a side and sit down, grabbing Zendaya by the hair. She looks worried and asks me if they've done something wrong. As a response, I push her face down on my pubes and shove my cock in her mouth, pushing it deep in her throat. She gurgles and gags, saliva drips down on me, but she does her best to adapt. Her head moves up and down and she pays attention to reach even the last inch of my cock. My legs cross behind her head and hold her still when I have to cum, spraying my semen as she keeps her eyes fixed on me. When I free her, she breathes in all the air she can, coughing and thanking me for the sweet gift I made her. I look at her gasping, her beautiful body moving slowly and uncertainly: I'm surely gonna claim more of it, but now she needs some rest. Instead, I turn to Hunter, who's been looking at us the whole time sucking her own finger. When I invite her to continue from where she had stopped before, the blonde angel slowly crawls to me making her bottom sway. She opens her legs and sits on me making her long hair dance in the air. Leaning on me, she gives me a long, passionate kiss as my cock slowly moves into her. With my hands on her waist, she rides me with grace, her naked chest bouncing in front of my eyes making me thirsty. She's gorgeous, such a sweet vision that I ask to myself how did she even arrive in this place. I move my hands down on her ass cheeks, grabbing and squeezing them as Hunter's moans grow louder and louder. After a while, I tell her for the second time to move away 'cause her friend seem ready for a second round. She's on the bed again, waiting on her knees like a docile pet. I grab her messy hair and bring my face next to hers to lick her hear and whisper her nasty things. She seems to enjoy the moment and take part in the game, accepting her submissive role. Moving behind her, I knock to her pussy with my cock two or three times before moving to the other hole. She calls the gods as I fill her ass with my meat, no lub to make it easy for her. I spank her three times and she growls like an animal before kneeling her head down and trying to relax and breathe well as my cock reaches her deepest spots. I pull her head up and she notices Hunter right in front of her, her face just an inch from the blonde girl's pussy. Hunter pushes her friend's head to her, making her lick the sweet treasure I've already tasted as I keep sodomizing her. Zendaya's now just a plaything in our hands and her only mission is to serve us. My beautiful fairy is showing her venomous side and she's smiling as she does it. I'd love to have her as my partner: maybe I could free her when I win the tournament, I'll think about it next time. Right now I just wanna stuff our brunette whore until she collapses. She has way more stamina than I imagined, but in the end I see her arms collapse beneath her weight. I pull out and make the two girls kiss one last time while I cum on her beautiful faces. Hunter smiles again as my semen falls on her, Zendaya just keeps kissing her friend's lips and neck driven only by libido. As I finish, I just lay down with the two of them by my sides, caressing their hair and bottoms, telling them how good they've been. [CONTINUE]
The playfight: Sadie Sink (1 STR / 1 CHA / 3 RUT / 5 FS). I'm always amazed by the levels of depravity this city can reach. Well, I had to imagine it, since the mysterious invitation I received was shady to say the least. This time, an aristocrat has invited me to his opulent villa in what looks like a masquerade...or the meeting of a sect...I don't know, most of the people is wearing masks of every kind! I'm not the only gladiator: there are others, all men, all wearing their combat outfit as myself, but no weapon was accepted in the villa. We enjoy the party on our own: we don't really want to stay too close to the masked guys! After a couple of hours, we are asked to follow the owner of the villa outside, in a vast garden with what looks like an arena surrounded by masked men. I'm worried they want us to die here, but the man explains we'll have a different kind of fight against a different kind of opponents. He claps his hands and a group of beautiful women are brought outside. Some of them look frightened, others competitive, but they all are handcuffed and kept on a chain. The crowd cheers and whistle to them, telling obscenity. Every one of us is gonna fight against a slave and the first who cums loses: the winning gladiators will be rewarded, the winning slaves will be freed; the only rule is: no killing. My randomly drawn opponent is a cute, petite redhead from the province of Britannia, captured and sold after her whole family had been exterminated. She's probably seen the hell since that day and this is a chance from the gods for her. It's not a real fight and no one of this girl is risking her life; moreover, some of them really knows how to use their own body: two gladiators have already lost their games! Unfortunately for her, Sadie's pretty but totally unskilled in the art of charming and pleasing a man. I'm sure she's not a virgin - surely her master has already used and abused her infinite times - but it didn't help her to gain confidence and expertise. I admit she's quick and good enough to dodge me when I try to grab her - surely in her past life she learned a few tricks - and she also succeeds in making me fall on the ground. The nice experience of having her on top of me with her hand grabbing my cock immediately ends: her handjob is too harsh, even brutal for her cute, little hands. Neither in ten years I'm gonna come with this, so it's better if I finish it soon. Even if she's sitting on me, she's not heavy enough to hold me down and I make her lose her balance with a sudden movement. Before she rises up, I twist her wrist behind her back and push her face down with a foot as she screams in pain. Her ass is up and she's barely dressed. The crowd cheers when Sadie's young pussy is finally revealed. She screams and cries, feeling that her opportunity is going to fly away. I spit on my hand and start fingering her, tickling her clit and pushing my fingers into her. The young redhead can't escape from her position. She begs me to stop, spitting the sand of the arena which enters her mouth from time to time. I'm sorry, but I can't stop: her master explained us in private that if a gladiator shows mercy to his opponent and decides not to fight to give her freedom, the slave's gonna be fucked by the crowd and killed. So, I don't listen to her and keep fingering her. Her red hair runs between my toes, her pink pussy already shines because of the fluids soaking it; Sadie sobs defeated as she reaches her climax and her juices fall on the sand of the arena, creating a small pool. Finally the girl falls too, tired and embarassed as the people surrounding her laugh and say cruel things to her. I immediately get up and walk towards the host of the event, telling him I refuse the money prize and take the girl for the rest of the night. I don't even wait for his response: I come back to Sadie and bow down to grab her. She tries to fight back, but I assure her that I'm not gonna touch her anymore. In fact, I bring her away from the arena and all the beasts there and sit under a tree. I sweetly hug and lull Sadie, giving her the privilege to feel like a child again. She cries again, but her arms are now tight around me, a silent request for protection.
The third battle: 2 RUT (1 STR / 1 CHA / 1 RUT / 7 FS). The games have changed since the last time: they're more brutal than ever and I think I have to thank my past life in the streets if I'm still able to survive. This time the crowd can enjoy a real show: the gladiators still fighting are taking part in a last battle royale and killing each other 'till only one survives. All the friendships and the alliances made in the last few days slowly crumble because of this cruel exhibition of blood and violence. Well, technically someone still tries to find a partner, but the only way to win is remaining the last one alive...so in the end friend will kill friend! Even the others know it, so when my sparring partner in the training field asks me to fight together I already know it won't last for long. In fact, our last opponent hasn't touched the ground yet that my partner tries to slice me, but I'm faster and my dagger is in his back before he can even talk. His corpse falls in the middle of the arena, his eyes rolling up and the blood soaking the sand. The games are almost finished: now I only have to fight the current champion of the arena.
The assassin: Cristin Milioti (1 STR / 1 CHA / 4 RUT / 7 FS). My victory made Elizabeth so happy that she brought me to a tavern to drink together and celebrate. She wasn't able to control herself and too much alcohol made her fall asleep on the table. I took a room for her but I didn't want to sleep yet, so I just went away for a walk under the moon. But the sky is covered by clouds, the air is calm and the night is hot and humid. Now I'm alone walking down a dark alley, no one's around. At least, I think I'm alone for a while until I heard the sound of a blade being drawn from a sheath and notice a strange reflection of the light. I wait, faking I'm a bit drunk. I hear footsteps behind mine: they're approaching me, moving fastly behind me. I wait 'till the last moment, then dodge the blade aiming to my back and grab the arms of the assailant. With a swift movement I make him fall down, but his verse of pain surprises me. I remove his cloak discovering the killer is actually a beautiful woman with an angry expression on her face. She tries to fight and break free, but I keep her still with my foot pushing behind her back. Her big eyes finally look at me and her expression changes: she opens her mouth in disbelief, then starts trembling and tears fill her eyes. All her energy vanishes and she leans her head down, crying desperately. The dagger falls on the ground and I kick it away. Before I sit next to the woman, I check she hasn't got any secret weapon and touching every inch of her body. The woman doesn't react and just keeps crying. I ask her to explain. She's a widow: her husband was killed during the games, but she made a mistake since I'm not the gladiator who killed him. Now she's upset, furious with herself. I'm sorry for her loss, but I can't help her. I try to get up, but she rapidly grabs my wrist and pulls me down to her. Her lips touch mine: she kisses me with her eyes closed, consumed by passion and other dozens of different emotions. She begs me to stay with her, make love with her and cure her broken spirit. Standing on top of me, she removes her dark dress and her pale skin is finally shown in all her beauty. She brings my hands to her tits, letting me handle them as she brings herself on top of me, her legs open and her crotch just an inch from my face. I'm amazed by her sweet smell and move my tongue to her pussy. The woman advances a little bit so that I can taste her with all my mouth. She's crying again, letting her pleasure and sadness go in all their intensity, venting all her stress and moaning like she hasn't had anyone doing it to her for a long time. It's strange, 'cause the games have started just a few days away. I don't know how her marriage was, but she's moving like a crazy demon right now and I'm not letting this sexy bitch go unsatisfied. I eat her out with all the lust I have and her verses reverberate in the alley. Totally wet, she moves on top of my cock and rides me as I keep groping her. She moves faster and faster, her long hair dancing in the wind and her eyes wide open. She begs me to cum into her and do my best, then brings my right hand to her throat telling me to squeeze it. She's nuts! I can't believe this widow's into breathplay! I do as she requested and look at her fuce turning red as she keeps riding me even if air isn't fillimg her lungs anymore. Luckily for her, I cum before it's too late, thanks to her inner walls totally enclosed around me, almost devouring my cock. She coughs and falls on het side, my semen flowing down her leg. I lay down next to her, lookong her in those beautiful doe eyes. She breaths in some fresh air and smiles, then thanks me and kisses me again, her tongue moving slowly into my mouth. I caress her face and we remains together on the dusty road, giving each other love. [CONTINUE]
The final battle (7 FS). For the second time in my life, I'm putting all I've got at risk against the champion of the arena. Some would say it's always like the first time, but actually it isn't: I've fought so many times in this place that now I'm used to it. I don't feel any fear, just a vibrant sensation that pushes me to do my best and win this fight like all the others. My opponent is an ex-praetorian guard, I know. So what? I've fought countless former militaries in this place and I've always won. And I've fought and escaped dozens of guards when I was just a bandit and a thief and I'm still here. So, this man doesn't scare me, and he knows. He can sense it watching my precise movements, my calm expression and the way I play with the crowd. And they can sense it too: the people loved me in the past and they still love me now! And even this time I'm going to give themthe show they've been looking for. I swing my blade like if I'm guided by a strange music, dodge his blows and make him fall with a leg sweep. As I push my blade in his throat giving him peace, I ask myself if I should be pissed off by such an easy victory. Well, maybe, but I wasn't here for blood: I was here for adventure, glory and money, and I've had them all! But now there's even something new and I'm pointing my sword at her: the empress is watching the fight as the last time, but now I'm in front of her as the winner of two tournaments, a real legend, and she's gonna meet me.
REWARDS (1 STR / 1 CHA / 4 RUT) Meeting with the empress Salma Hayek. As I imagined, the empress calls me in her private rooms the same night after the games. My manager Elizabeth is overjoyed: she's already find some people interested on working with me, but she's sure the number will increase after the news of my encounter with the empress. A carriage brings me to her magnificent palace and a couple of guards escort me to the huge atrium, where Salma is waiting for me under a marble arch, just a light dress covering her. It doesn't last long: she immediately makes it fall at her feet, showing me her glorious body. There's no woman in the whole empire with such a large and soft pair of boobs: they seem to be designed by the gods just to give perfect titjobs! I'm already moving my hand to touch them when she stops me. They're not for me, she says: I will only watch. Having said that, she snaps her fingers and nine beautiful naked women enter the room. They are the best any corner of the empire can offer, from Mauritania to Britain, from the Danubian lines to Gallia. The empress tells me their names, ages and origins as they start to touch the empress anywhere and lick her holes and tits. She also tells me that I can pick some of them following the rules she gives me. They'll be my faithful servaints and they'll do anything I ask starting from right now. I take my time to choose, watching this fabulous show of bodies moving on each other, of mouths on holes and legs wrapping around hips and other legs, with the moans of the women filling the room. My cock becomes hard and I make my first choice. With steady steps, I reach and immediately grabs the young Dafne while she's running her hands along the empress's legs. She was the daughter of a blacksmith, brought to the empress as a gift after a military campaign. She also has great boobs and a round ass, so I'm gonna enjoy her instead than Salma. I pull her away and push her against a column to fuck her ass. Soon I'm into her rear hole and I'm spanking her ass cheeks. Her large hips wave in front of me and her skin turns red, but she obeys her empress's will and accepts my shaft, her hands gritting against the stone. When I'm done with her, she falls on the ground and remains with her ass up, trying to find some relief. The empress nods her head and claps her hands: two guards enter the room, lift Dafne from her arms and bring her away so that she can be prepared for me. I thank her for the service and look around again. Not far away, a girl has stopped praising Salma and is now looking the guards leaving the hall. She's just a few years older than Dafne and just as tall as her...that isn't much, after all! She's so shocked by what's happened to the Hispanic girl that she doesn't notice me 'till she bumps with her back against me. I greedily smile at her when she turns to see me. I remember Salma calling her Billie and saying she comes from the province of Norica, in the North of Italy. Her people have always been allies of Rome and they've never suffered for war and conquest. Billie was the last daughter of an aristocratic family and her parents were really happy to let Salma take her to the capital. Now she's looking at me with impressive blue eyes, worried that I might hurt her. I place my right hand on her shoulder and push her down on her knees, my cock right in front of her face. She nods and puts both her hands around it, then her mouth too. I like her: she's quick and I don't have to explain anything to her. From my position, I can watch both her striking blue eyes and her huge boobs as she blows me. The sounds she makes are lovely just as the expression on her face, like she's in a strange form of ecstasys. Her eyes never leave mine and it makes the experience even more magical. I cum on her face and her raven hair, but don't let her go yet. Instead, I ask her to clean my cock passing it between her boobs and massaging it until she finishes licking away and eating all my semen on her. So, I look at her passing her tongue all around her lips with a hot expression and take the rest of the jizz with her fingers. Meanwhile, she gives me a pretty nice titjob, but I think she can do even better. Anyway, I tell her to go reach Dafne and take a bath, 'cause we're leaving soon. My empress reminds me I only have two more girls to pick. It could be a problem 'cause there are still beautiful women everywhere. This time I decide to change type of woman: I've taken two young girls with average height, so this time I'm taking the tallest girl and the oldest one. Hailee was a princess in Carthage, but her perfect life ended after the siege and destruction of the city. Soon she was captured and raped by half a dozen of soldiers, then brought in Rome and sold as a slave. Obviously she's not a virgim anymore, but her body is fit and wonderfully shaped. Next to her there's Léa, a 40-years old former warrior from Gaul who fought honourably with her people against our army, bit they weren't able to stop our advance. After their defeat, she suffered almost the same destiny of Hailee. Now they're going to change owner soon. I sit on the ground and bring Léa next to me. My mouth closes on her huge tits, even better than those of Billie. She endures like a real warrior my teeth clenching her nipples while I move a finger into her pussy. Meanwhile, I call Hailee and tell her to stand on the other side of me. I move my lips from Léa's boobs to Hailee's long legs, tough and smooth like a marble statue. I kiss and lick them up to her pussy, already wet 'cause she was having her time with another girl before. I make her sit on my cock and watch her riding me. Her hips slide on me graciously and her long, straight hair covers her splendid body making her look mysterious. I pat Léa on the head and she walks to Hailee on her knees. The two of them start makimg out as the young brunette keeps riding me. They keep her mouths open so that I can see their tongues twirling and their saliva mixing and falling down. Afwter a while, I push Hailee aside so that the other can sit on me, this time with her back facing me. I sit and grope her from behind as she tries to jump on me with my cock into her pussy. I kiss her neck and lick her ears, joined soon by Hailee whopushes her cunt against Léa's face. I'm sure the blonde warrior was used to savage sex with her brute friends: in fact, she does all she has to do in the best way I can imagine. In the end, I fill her with my semen and let Hailee lick her to clean what is left. I use her brunette hair to clean my cock and reach the empress to thank her for the precious gift. I'll always be a faithful servaint of her.
I've obtained all that I was looking for: love from the crowd, the fame of the first two-times champion, money beyond imagination and beautiful women. But this time I'm doing differently: after a few weeks of events, I decide to withdraw from the scene while Liz is gonna work with me on all things related to my name and images. I become the main character in theatrical shows and stories, but I remain in my villa 'till it'a time for senatorial election. I meet the old former senator who asked for my endorsement and tell him I'm gonna keep my word. Not only I'll give him my endorsement, but I'll come back for some special events just for him, but I want him to say goodbye to his emissary Anya, 'cause I want her to be my wife. It's not a big loss for him: he can find a new emissary anywhere and anytime. So, all ends well and the girl of my dream immediately accepts my proposal. What a journey for a former thief!
Hopefully you find it a better Gladiator II than the one Ridley Scott put out last year.
The game is quite large, too large to fit on one image on Lemmy, so part 2 has been uploaded as an image in the text body of the post
You know, I actually quite liked Gladiator II.
I think, going in, I already knew there was no way it would be able to hold a candle to the first one.
My expectations weren't that high, so it didn't disappoint.
I guess after Napoleon it was expected, but the Last Duel wasn't too long ago, and Ridley Scott knocked it out of the park there.
Luckily its not all bad news though, we are having Nolan making a massive sword and sandal epic, so hopefully that will scratch the itch for a while
Stats: Strength/Charisma/Ruthlessness/Fighting Skill
Rewards:
Stats: Strength/Charisma/Ruthlessness/Fighting Skill
My occupation: Farming (+2S = 2/0/0/0)
My manager: Elizabeth Olsen (+1C = 2/1/0/0)
The opening ceremony: Tyla (+1C = 2/2/0/0)
The first battle: use 2 Charisma(-2C +2F = 2/0/0/2)
The novice: Auli’i Cravalho (+2S = 4/0/0/2)
Campaigning: Xochitl Gomez (+2C = 4/2/0/2)
The second batlle: use 3 Strength (-3S +3F = 1/2/0/5)
The Threesome: Hunter + Joey King (+1C +1S = 2/3/0/5)
The playfight: Nina Dobrev (+2R -1F = 2/3/2/4)
The third battle: use 3 charisma (-3C +3F = 2/0/2/7)
The assassin: Camila Mendes (+3S = 5/0/2/7)
Rewards:
Wife: Joey King
Strength: Ella Purnell
Strength: Daisy Ridley
Ruthlessness: Millie Bobby Brown
Bonus: Billie Eilish
Bonus: Florence Pugh
VICTORY!!
I respect all your decisions throughout, especially since you have picked a lot of stacked ladies!
And you even ended with the queen of all cleavage, Christina Hendricks. Big respect
Okay, let's play this re-mastered version to see how it stacks up to my previous playthrough!
Past: Bandit (+2r)
Preparations: Pom Klementieff ♥♥ (+1c)
Opening: Dua Lipa ♥ (+2r)
1st Battle: Ruthlessness (-3r, +3f)
Publicity: Rachel Zegler ♥♥ (+2c)
Partner: Ella Purnell ♥♥ (+1s)
2nd Battle: Charisma (-3c, +3f)
Fangirls: Iris Apatow and Olivia Rodrigo (+1s, +2r)
Playfight: Dafne Keen (+2s) and Tyla ♥ (+1r)
3rd Battle: Strength (-3s, +3f)
Assassin: Camila Mendes ♥ (+2c)
Benefactor: Natalie Portman ♥♥ (+1s)
STATS:
Final Fight: VICTORY
Empress: Salma Hayek ♥
Harem (Strength): Morena Baccarin ♥♥ (-2s)
Harem (Ruthless): Zendaya ♥♥ (-2r)
Harem (Ruthless): Deva Cassel ♥♥ (-1r)
Harem (Ruthless): Rosalía (-1r)
Harem (Charisma): Nico Parker ♥♥ (-1r)
Harem (Charisma): Jameela Jamil ♥♥ (-1r)
Tough to Turn Down: