Free The General's Virgin Slave by Georgia Fox

that all you
people think about?"
    "There, again! You people ."
    "Well, I'm sorry if it offends you,
but I think I'm the one with more right to feel insulted, after the
way you treated me today." She grabbed her chain and shook
it.
    "Insulted? I have honored you by
making you my bed slave, woman, and promising you the fucking of
your life."
    She yelled, "Be still my
heart!"
    He tore his tunic off over his head,
leaving his short, black curls rumpled and on end. He tossed the
garment across the floor and she saw he was already erect. "Get on
your hands and knees," he growled, breathless.
    "What are you going to do?"
    "Silence! Get on your hands and knees
on the bed." He spat on his hand and ran it over his rampant organ.
"I have been too soft with you, as the governor said. You will not
make a fool of me, spy."
    Chained to his bed, she had no other
choice but to comply. Perhaps now she would finally wake up. If he
did to her what she suspected he was planning, then that might be
the event that catapulted her back to her consciousness and real
life.
    "Down," he ordered, pushing her
shoulders to the bed. "Keep your arse high." With his other hand he
spanked her hard on her bare bottom. She was so shocked she didn't
know what to say. It stung meanly. And then he spanked her again.
"Beg me to keep you, slave." A third slap made her knees bounce and
she muffled her cries in the sheepskin bed cover. "Beg me, Axa, or
I will send you to Gaius Damianus and let him dispense your
punishment."
    Her skin was on fire from the crack of
his hard hand, but a frisson of wicked delight shot from her sore
cheeks to her pussy. It gathered there in heavy waves that made her
sway slightly off balance and arch her spine to push her bottom
higher still.
    "In heat, eh?" he
exclaimed, spanking her again. "Like a bitch in heat you throw your
cunt up at me. Luring me in. That's where you want me, isn't it,
Axa?" He pinched her labia and then slapped it. "You think you will own me with this tight cunt
of yours."
    She knew he did this out of
frustration and sexual arousal. He did not know how else to manage
his feral princess spy. "That's right," she muttered over her
shoulder. "My pussy is just a trap. Isn't that what all men have
thought since the beginning of bloody time?"
    Marcus leapt onto the bed, his big
form covering her, straddling her lower half. He licked his fingers
and began forcing them between her buttocks. "Now beg me to keep
you," he hissed, his breath dampening her neck.
    She felt his index finger pushing into
her anus and she cried out, "Why should I beg? You know you want
to! You just don't want to admit it."
    He worked that wet finger in and out,
cursing under his breath. The hard planes of his chest pushed into
her shoulders and his massive cock pushed at the back of her thigh,
the fleshy head of it throbbing against the curve of her arse. "I
will fill you, Axa, again and again. There will be nothing left for
Gaius or any other man who comes after."
    She groaned as he entered her with a
second finger. "Marcus!"
    "Beg me. Say you wish to be my slave,
Axa."
    It hurt, but she was so aroused, the
endorphins released set her being on another plane, high above. She
wanted sex. She needed it now. With him. Their quarrel had raised
her body heat, and not far beneath the exchange of words and
insults there was violent lust. She had seen in his dark, dark eyes
the temper of an angered lion. But she refused to back down and
quake before him. Until that moment, Amanda had never known exactly
what she wanted, what she had waited for all these
years.
    No man had excited her like he
did.
    She expected to feel his phallus
breaching her pussy, but instead it followed where his fingers had
been.
    He was entering her back
door.
    "Ouch! Stop. Not there! It's too big
for my arse," she cried.
    Marcus Cassius disregarded her
protest. "Here I come, slave."
    "Oh...oh... god," she groaned through
gritted teeth. "Yesss. Oh god, yes!"
    "I am your master, Axa. I do