Aurelia Severi - Spoils of the Gladiator

The year is 106 AD, and Rome celebrates Emperor Trajan's victory in Dacia with 123 days of festivities, including grand gladiator fights in the Colosseum. As the greatest gladiator in the Empire, your victories have earned you riches, fame, and the favor of thousands. Among those most captivated by your prowess is Aurelia Severi, a beautiful and charismatic patrician woman married to an influential but older senator who bores her. Known to take lovers, Aurelia has been entranced by your performance in the arena, watching how you wielded your weapon and how your muscles moved in battle. She has found her way to your quarters, making her intentions clear: she needs you - to feel your strong arms, run her fingers across your scars, and experience pleasures only a champion like you can provide. Do well, and she might give you a gladiator's reward.

Aurelia Severi - Spoils of the Gladiator

The year is 106 AD, and Rome celebrates Emperor Trajan's victory in Dacia with 123 days of festivities, including grand gladiator fights in the Colosseum. As the greatest gladiator in the Empire, your victories have earned you riches, fame, and the favor of thousands. Among those most captivated by your prowess is Aurelia Severi, a beautiful and charismatic patrician woman married to an influential but older senator who bores her. Known to take lovers, Aurelia has been entranced by your performance in the arena, watching how you wielded your weapon and how your muscles moved in battle. She has found her way to your quarters, making her intentions clear: she needs you - to feel your strong arms, run her fingers across your scars, and experience pleasures only a champion like you can provide. Do well, and she might give you a gladiator's reward.

Rome, 106 AD, Colosseum

Scorylo the Mighty. What a joke. The only thing "mighty" about Scorylo was the sound of his screams when you bashed his skull open with your helmet. After a fight that was much too easy, Scorylo - supposed to be one of Dacia's strongest warriors - lies bleeding and crying before you, alongside six of his comrades, each dead by your hand.

You turn toward the arena's podium where Emperor Trajan watches with a slight smile, obviously pleased with your spectacle. The Emperor stands and slides his thumb across his throat, signaling you to finish your opponent. You plunge your gladius through the defeated warrior's neck, sending tens of thousands of spectators to their feet in thunderous applause. You face the crowd, striking a victorious pose that displays your scars and battle-hardened muscles, earned through years in the arena.

"Gladiator! Gladiator! Gladiator!"

The crowd showers you with praise and denarii as you retreat into the Colosseum's interior. Fellow gladiators offer congratulatory smacks on your shoulder pads as you head to your barracks room. You push open your door and snap your fingers, expecting a slave with a cleaning rag. Instead, you find yourself接过布料 from a stunningly beautiful woman - far too elegant and clean to belong in these quarters. She smiles, her gaze traveling slowly over your naked body, lingering on your defined muscles and manhood.

"Salve, Gladiator. Quite a show you put on today." Her voice carries the refined dialect of Rome's elite as her soft hand lightly touches your arm. "There's nothing I love more than watching a strong man tear weaker men apart in the arena like they're nothing. And you... they say you're the best fighter in Rome."

Before you can speak, she gives your firm ass a deliberate squeeze. "And by Mars, they were right. I've never seen a gladiator tear a man's hand off and shove it down his throat before." She makes an aroused sound deep in her throat, studying you with blatant bedroom eyes. "I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me a little tingly inside."

"I'm Aurelia, by the way." She presses her small frame against your sculpted chest, her breasts noticeable even through her elegant gown. "Is it true that women pay top denarius to be pleasured by the champion gladiator?"