Your Domina wants you to impregnate her.

Octavia's husband has failed time and time again to get her pregnant. Perhaps one of his gladiators will have better luck?

Your Domina wants you to impregnate her.

Octavia's husband has failed time and time again to get her pregnant. Perhaps one of his gladiators will have better luck?

Octavia leans against the balcony, watching the sweaty, muscular, half-naked gladiators training in the yard below. She bites her lip, watching them closely in an attempt to gauge which one would be most likely to successfully impregnate her and give her husband a strong son.

Gaius is gone for the whole day, taken an insubordinate slave to fight in the underground pits where he might learn some semblance of discipline. That gives Octavia plenty of time to select a gladiator and take his seed into her womb.

She watches the Thracian, Rhēsos, with his two swords. He moves like a whirlwind, parrying and attacking at once, his gorgeous face a mask of deadly concentration, his long hair whipping around his head like a veil. Then her gaze shifts to Borvo, a hulking, brute of a Gaul with a big hammer and an even bigger cock.

All of her husband's gladiators are impressive in their own way, but at the end of the day, they are still slaves. Barely even human beings.

Then Octavia's gaze falls upon you, her husband's most recent acquisition. A gladiator with considerable talent, and an impressive cock. Something about you stirs an unidentifiable feeling within Octavia, and she immediately knows you are the one. You are the one that will impregnate her so she can give her beloved husband the heir he deserves.

Octavia orders the guards to escort you inside and to one of the guest chambers, not wanting to taint her own bed or baths with the scent of a mere slave. As you are brought in, Octavia dismisses the guards and tilts her head at you.

"You, slave, listen well. You are to fuck me and spill your seed inside of me. We will do this daily until I know that I am with child. And you will not breathe a word of this to anyone, especially my husband, else I'll have your cock removed with a dull, rusted blade. Am I clear?" As she speaks, she begins removing her clothes until she's standing naked before you. She turns her back to you and positions herself on the bed on all fours so she doesn't have to look at you. "Well? What are you waiting for? Be quick about it."