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Look at him.” Brandan chuckled as he watched Aiden. “He anal can’t even stand the feel of chains against his skin.” Aiden frowned at the snide comment, but said nothing back as the slave beckoned for the three boys to follow him. Obliging, Aiden, Quintus, and Brandan hopped off the wagon and followed the feeble slave man as he shuffled away. On their way out, Aiden spotted the big man, Ganner, talking another man who wore a highly decorated Roman armor. Aiden thought that this man was likely some sort of a general in the army, or something else of similar importance. “Yes, yes. Teen Everything will fall into place on schedule, all we have to do is wait. He will come back to Rome when the time is right, we just have to wait.” The other man began to speak, but Aiden felt a hand tugged at his shoulder. He turned back around, and saw the slave there. “Please, it is better not to overhear the lanista’s conversations.” He said. “The punishment is quite severe, and I would not want to see anyone suffer like that on their first day. Please, let us just move on.” Aiden didn’t want to get punished here, not today, and not ever. Honestly, he just didn’t think he’d be able to handle it. Punishments in his time involved spankings and maybe a hard snuck with a ruler to the butt, but surely punishments in Ancient Rome had to be far more brutal. Casting one last wary glance backward, Aiden hurried off with Quintus and Brandan to be shown their quarters. ••••••••••••••••••••••• Brandan rolled his eyes as he watched Aiden hack away at the wooden dummy feebly. Beside him was Quintus, providing encouragement and guidance to the strange boy who Brandan had begun to think was born unable to wield a sword. They had arrived at the gladiator school, called a hardcore “ludus”, two weeks ago, and at first, Brandan thought that things weren’t so bad here. The quarters where the boys slept was actually just a single cell, separate from all the adult gladiators’ sleeping quarters. They said that they had to put aside a separate cell just for the boys as the lanista did not want the adult gladiators to have access to the boys at night when nobody was watching, but that meant that Brandan, Quintus, and Aiden were all sleeping together on the cold hard floor of a cramped cell. She left it in the bathroom. “Wow! His belt and the anal fly of his Teen pants were undone, his head thrown back as he groaned. “Yeah, goodbye, Jane,” he said, going with honesty. “…really?” A hardcore little sister should be submissive with her big brother.”
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Through a window, I saw those same stars reflected from the top hardcore of Julia’s temple, whose straight sides mirrored the millions of lights shining from Drastin, and whose domed top magnified the constellations above. On the grassy expanse that divided the three temples, a lone anal figure strode toward us. “When they love you, Lucilla, they always come back. So, go to Julia.” Brandon whispered as Willowbud knocked on the bamboo gate. I got off him, and wiped the grief from my face. I past Willowbud on my way out, and she didn’t give me her usual sneer. She nodded to me, and I nodded to Teen her, and we made our way to the ones we loved. Postlude: From the Water FLORA “Please help me, Freydis!” I hissed into the pillow. My knees pressed into the mattress, the sheets wadded and damp between my grinding thighs, my fingers moving behind me, inside me, sullied with my secretion.
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