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Authors Notes[b]
When In Rome isnt exactly a series of erotic stories. When its completed, it will (hopefully) read more like a novel. Plot, subplots and all. There will be (on average) three separate scenes from three separate Point(s) of View (POV) per chapter. While every chapter will have sex in one form or another, every scene will not. If you want to skip through and only read the sexy bits, every chapter will be headed by listing which scene(s) in that chapter include sex.
Chapter one starts with a fairly vanilla blowjob, but dont worry. The sex gets dirtier and more violent. And will continue getting dirtier and more violent throughout the series.
I hope you enjoy.
Each POV will be headed by the characters name.

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CHAPTER ONE:
Scene 01: Appius – Sex? Yes.
Scene 02: Callia – Sex? Yes.
Scene 03: Cassius – Sex? Yes.
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[center][b]APPIUS[/center]
Lykos was the most powerful man in Rome. And he wasnt even a true fucking Roman.
His mother had been a Greek whore, but a beautiful one, gifted to Lykoss father by a rival hed later killed in his sleep.
His money wasnt the reason he was respected, though he was rumored to have more than the Emperor. It was not his skill in battle (which was legendary, Appius knew all too well – hed served with him in the Roman Army). Nor was it the five vicious, sword-wielding, murderous sons hed fathered. Though they were legends of their own.
It was his whores. Lykos had the best whores in the world. He catered to every whim, every desire. Legal or not, moral or not&hellip, you could get it from Lykos.
At least thats what Appius had heard. It had been fifteen years since hed last stepped foot in Rome. Almost that long since hed seen his old friend. He was only here to&hellip, pay a debt. Right a wrong.
It hadnt been hard to find the find the place.
Mention Lykos name, and any man with two denari to rub together could give you directions. It wasnt like you could pass by the building without knowing it was what you were looking for. His friends tastes had always verged on the obscene.
The front of the whore house was littered with stone statues, exquisitely carved women with round asses, full breasts and open mouths were crowded around a grotesque rendering of Hades, Greek God of the Underworld. His large stone head was thrown back to the sky in rapture, a stone woman was at his feet, her ass high in the air, her lips eternally circling the head of his cock. Near her knees were two more stone women, one with her face buried between the others legs. Various statues surrounded them, all engaged in some sexual act or another.
Hed arrived.
He gave his name to the guard at the door, and paid his way inside.
The air was thick with the the sweet heady scent of wine, and the sweeter smell of poppy smoke. There was music, a hard beat on a drum. And there were women. Naked, all of them. Some were selling their wares right there at the entrance, begging, moaning, screaming as they got filled in every way he could imagine. Some were dancing, their soft skin oiled so that it shimmered in the firelight. Some danced on tables. Some danced chained in cages, pressing their breasts against the bars as they begged to be used by someone, anyone. Every girl was beautiful. Every girl was young. Most looked barely old enough to marry, let alone be selling their cunts in a place where the proprietor claimed to be descended from Hades himself.
Finally made it back to Rome, I see.
Appius turned to find his old friend. Age had been kind to the man, he only had a few scars and a head of gray hair to show for the nearly fifty years hed managed to live.
Appius gripped Lykos wrist as they shook hands. And in one piece, no less. All I heard on the way back were tales of Hades spawn and his famous whores.
See anything you like?
He looked around, but he knew hed already seen exactly what he wanted. He pointed to a little slut in the middle of the room, apparently glorying in the attention she was getting from her audience.
Lykos smile grew wider, and he laughed. You always had a good eye. Come.
They rested on twin high-backed chairs as another man rushed off to procure the whore. She turned as she realized she was wanted, her body damp with glistening oil and a little sweat. She pushed her hair, light red – almost blonde, out of her face and bit her bottom lip as she watched him. He watched her too. She was young enough, new enough to the game to still look sweet. Her body was slim and soft, and he could see the firm hint of muscle in her belly, just above her tiny, almost hairless little cunt. He reached for her as she came to him, just grazing his fingers over her pussy. Her breasts were small, but they were firm, and her little pink nipples were already hard.
You like her? Shes called Callia.
Callia, his pretty little whore, was already wet as he slid a finger between the lips of her pussy. Her little pink tongue darted over her top lip as she watched him with heavy lidded eyes.
I like her very much. Appius worked his finger into her tight little hole, and then deeper as she gasped.
Callia giggled as Lykos slapped her ass.
Come here, show my friend what youve learned.
She smiled, both proud and excited, as she dropped to her knees as Lykos feet. He adjusted his robes, and the girl wrapped her lips happily around the head of his cock. After a few strokes of her tongue, she winked at Appius, and he watched, cock throbbing, as she took the other mans cock between her pretty little lips. She was on her knees, but she spread her legs wide open as she took his cock deep into her throat. He heard her soft moan as she took it all, her little hips rocking in pleasure as her mouth hit his pelvis. Little slut had swallowed the whole thing. And she wasnt finished.
She bobbed her head back and forth, fucking his cock with her throat in quick strokes. Her little cunt was glistening wet. She barely took time to breathe.
Thats enough. Off.
She pouted as she sat back on her heels, her eyes still longingly fixated on her bosss cock.
Lykos nodded his head toward Appius. Now him.
Her eyes flashed with excitement as she climbed over to sit between his knees.
She grinned at Lykos as her fist circled Appius cock. Yes, Father.
He barely had time to react. Her mouth was already on his cock, her expert little tongue working over his shaft, getting him wet and ready for her mouth. His cock throbbed as she placed a soft little kiss on the head, and he glanced over at Lykos as she began to slide him down her throat.
Father?
Lykos laughed. Forgot to mention that, did I?
Wasnt aware you had a daughter. Appius groaned as she guided him past her mouth, hands curled into fists as the tip of his cock worked its way into her hot, tight little throat. He thrusted his hips up, just the slightest bit, to feel her tighter around him.
Its been awhile. I didnt have her when you last saw me.
He looked down at the little whore at his feet, his cock sliding between her full little lips as her father watched. And how is it a daughter of yours is on her knees sucking cock in a whore-house? I find it hard to believe your wife would allow it.
She doesnt belong to Lyssanda. Whose dead, by the way.
That made more sense. The slut had fair skin, big blue-green eyes, light hair. Even more telling, she was, as far as he could see, pleasant to be around. Obviously not Lyssandras child. He fucking hated Lykos wife. Always had. Couldnt say he was sorry to hear that. He doubted Lykos was either.
He groaned as her hand cupped his balls, her mouth fucking his cock at a furious pace. He was too close, and he was enjoying this far too much to let her taste his cum this soon.
He slapped her hard across the cheek and fisted his hand in her hair. Slow the fuck down.
She jerked. Her watery eyes lowered away from his as her father laughed. Her cheek bloomed with the red imprint of his fingers.
Little whore gets too excited sometimes.
She slowed. Obediently. He liked that in a whore. He leaned forward, rewarding her with soft slaps to her little tits. Her throat vibrated around his cock as she moaned, and tightened as he pinched her nipples between his fingers. He slammed his cock harder down her throat as he stood up. He took her by the hair, and guided her head. He wanted it faster now. He looped her hair around his fist, pulling her hard, yanking her head back and forth as he set the pace. He could see the saliva, wet around her mouth as she gagged around his cock. Patrons and whores alike were watching him fuck her throat, and he liked it.
You like that? He asked her, knowing that she did. Her round little ass was up in the air, her hips rocking back and forth and her strangled, muffled cries carried over the music as his cock pounded into her little open mouth. He watched her eyes as his dick disappeared and reappeared past her lips, watched as her mouth stretched wide to take him. She was sucking hard, her little pink cheeks hollowing and her tongue worked fast little circles on the underside of his shaft even as she choked.
She sucked a dick like she was born to do it. Her cheeks flushed, eyes half-closed, pussy soaked, she loved it. Loved getting her face fucked in a room full of people, loved that she was being watched, that she was desired. He wondered if she liked that her own father was watching.
Stay on your knees, lean back, open your mouth, he commanded.
She obeyed. Her little breasts shook as she panted. Her eyes were watering from the assault on her throat, but she opened her mouth wide. She wanted his cum. She was desperate for it.
Please, she begged. She squeezed her tits with a soft little whimper as he stroked his cock. He was so close to her that his dick slapped against her lips as he pumped his fist over the length.
He groaned as he finally came. Thick cum hit her lips, her nose, her tongue. She whimpered, struggling to keep her mouth open. Her tongue twitched, she looked like she was fighting herself not to try to lick the cum off her lips. When he was finally spent, she closed her eyes, head tilted back. She trembled as he looked down at her, her pretty, lightly freckled face covered in his cum.
Swallow it.
She grinned as she obeyed. Her moans were soft, but he heard them, as she licked the cum off her lips.
Good girl.
She blushed as she got to her feet, and Lykos pulled her closer to him. His hand snaked up between her legs and pushed to of his fingers into her cunt. He head rolled back, face to the ceiling, eyes closed. Appius watched her thin, young little body shake as her father finger fucked her cunt right there in the open.
Lykos slapped her ass and beckoned to two of his guards. Take Callia to be cleaned.
Her eyes widened like shed just remembered something and her hands flew to her mouth.
Yes, yes. Your brother is waiting for you. Go.
Her body shook as the guards took her by the arms. She looked afraid.
Appius had heard all about Lykos sons. There wasnt a man in the country who didnt fear them. Especially the eldest, Cassius. Hed met him, some fifteen or so years ago. Hed been a sullen, angry fourteen year old boy who wanted nothing to do with anything but a sword.
Apparently hed grown into a fearsome man. He hadnt expected anything less.
He felt sorry for the poor little whore if thats where she was headed.

[center]CALLIA[/center]
Callia shifted, wincing as the stone floor dug hard into her knees. She could feel her heart thudding in her chest. The chain attached to her metal collar was jingling, thats how she knew how badly she was shaking. Her stomach churned, her was mouth dry. Tears gathered in her eyes. She was having trouble catching her breath.
She was chained to the bedpost of her oldest brothers bed, and shed been late getting to his room. She was supposed to be getting ready when her father had called her over to suck that mans cock. Shed forgotten that Cassius was expecting her, but even if she hadnt forgotten, it wasnt like she could have told her father no. Lykos expected complete obedience from all of the women he owned, and she was no exception. The fact that she shared his blood made no difference to him. Her mother has been a slave. That made her a slave as well.
Her brothers slaves had been furious when shed arrived late. They were usually gentle with her as they prepared her for him, but not this time. She wasnt the only one who would be punished, even though it was her fault alone. So theyd bathed her with water far too close to scalding, scrubbed her skin with wire brushes until she was bright pink and begging them to stop. They had been gentle when they held her legs open to shave her, though. Cassius would have been livid if theyd marred her skin before he got his hands on her.
Now she knelt, freezing on the stone floor. Her skin had been freshly lotioned so it would be supple and soft under his hands, and his cane or whip. Her hair was still damp, curling softly around her face.
She trembled, from both cold and fear as the door opened. How angry would he be with her? She tried to keep her eyes trained on the floor, but he was undressing. He didnt look at her or speak to her as he took off his clothing. He never did. It was their secret little game. Shed pretend like she wasnt watching him, and hed pretend like he didnt notice. It was the only disobedience he allowed.
She dropped her eyes as he stalked over to her, as he stood in front of her. His cock was hard already, long and thick and curved slightly to the left, bigger than their other four brothers cocks. Even far bigger than their fathers. She reminded herself not to lick her lips. She had to obey, even though she craved him. Even though she was terrified of him.
He didnt speak even as he unhooked the chain from her collar and jerked her to her feet. She could tell he was furious, his body hummed with pent-up rage and her stomach dropped into her feet. Would this be the day he lost control? Would this be the day she met the side of her brother that the entire Republic was terrified of? They were both frightened and reverent of him, Romes own personal God of Death in mortal flesh.
He pushed her hard against the apparatus hed had made especially for her body, and strung her arms up and tied them high above her head with coarse ropes. She was facing away from him, her arms tied just high enough that she could barely stand on the tips of her toes. A belt circled her waist, preventing her from any freedom of movement.
She didnt even have time to brace herself before the first blow. It was the cane. And it landed across the backs of her legs, just under her ass with a stinging thwack. She hissed in air, it felt like a line the length of the cane had been sliced with a straight razor. It burned, even more than usual, on her icy skin. She whimpered. Five more hits followed, each one harder and more painful than the last. Each accompanied by the sound of the cane hitting her flesh, and the burning, searing pain. She slipped, sagging against her ropes. Had it not been for the belt, shed have hurt herself. Maybe separated her arm from her shoulder.
Her brother was against her back before she could find her footing, holding her still before the belt could dig into her skin. Her toes found the ground again as his lips found her ear.
You disobeyed me, Callia. What was your order?
She shivered against him. His skin was warm, hot even and she could feel his cock pressing hard against her back. I was to go to work. To dance for the men, to let them touch me. To make them want me. But not to let them fuck me.
His teeth grazed her neck. So you remembered. Id hoped youd just forgotten.
He pulled away from her, and the cane cracked hard against her ass. She bit down hard, but couldnt keep from crying out. It hurt, it hurt so fucking badly on her soft, oiled skin. Her breasts heaved against the board, the material rough against her sensitive nipples. His cane worked up her back in strokes that seemed to grow harder with every count. By the time he reached her shoulders, she was choking back sobs.
His hand snaked around her body, and he caught her nipple between his fingers. At first it felt good and then he pinched harder&hellip, twisted it between his thumb and forefinger until she cried out.
Why did you disobey my order?
She could taste her salty tears against her lips. Shed finally done it. F-father commanded it. The man was his friend. He told me to suck his cock. I wouldnt-
He was back against her, his skin pressing hard against the welts that covered her skin. He kissed her neck before pulling away. He struck her again. And again. This time working his way back down starting at her shoulders. He criss-crossed the strikes over the last set. Her back, she knew, would look like a finely drawn grid. Every lash, every inflamed red strike, would be perfectly equidistant from the last. They would cross in the exact same place, every time. He was that controlled. That methodical.
You wouldnt what, Sis? I saw you. I watched. You were enjoying it. You loved that father was watching your face get covered in another mans cum.
Callia whimpered after a hoarse, tear-filled laugh. Her voice was raw. Of course I did.
She tried to turn to face him. He moved so that he could look in her eyes.
Thats what I was trained for. How old were you when you got your first wooden sword, Cassius? Before you had ever received one days training? I was far younger than that when I began mine. I was taught, and trained and educated on how to please. How to dance, how to tease. How to suck, how to fuck. I started so early I barely remember the early years. Of course I loved it. How could I not?
She tensed as his hand neared her face, she never knew if he would stroke her cheek or slap it. He brushed away the tears on her face. She tried to ignore the hope that rose in her chest.
Who owns you Callia?
She gritted her teeth against the fear. She knew that answer he wanted. She also knew the truth. She could lie and please him. Or she could tell the truth. No one lied to Cassius.
Father. She admitted defiantly, knowing it wasnt what he wanted to hear. Father owns me. Body and mind. He controls when I eat, when I sleep, when I fuck, and if I get to live, Cassius. And daughter or not, if there is ever a day when I refuse him, he would not hesitate, nor even blink, as he killed me.
Her brothers body tensed against her, shaking and seething with anger and she knew shed given the wrong answer. When his blue eyes met hers, she was paralyzed with fear. Shed never seen that much rage in one mans face. She should have lied, she should have-
He jerked her face to his, their noses touched. His jaw clenched and she could feel his hand shaking, jerking with fury. But his voice was quiet. Calmer than shed ever heard him. It was terrifying.
Do you think Id let that happen?
Her body sagged with relief. She finally felt like she could breathe. She leaned her face against his, and his lips found the tears on her cheeks.
He licked away the salty tears on her face and stepped behind her. He kicked a step between her legs for her to stand on, and moved the belt up, holding her in place at the perfect height for&hellip,
Tell me, little sister. Do you think Id let him?
No. She breathed hard as he pushed her legs open. Her wrists were still tied, the coarse material chaffing her skin. She wasnt wet, not yet. Shed been too afraid, but not afraid of being hurt. Afraid that shed lost his favor.
He didnt care. His cock was between her legs, and then, in one fast, painful, burning stoke he was inside her. She screamed against the board she was tied to as he filled her. His cock, it was so thick. So hard, it hit so deep inside her cunt. It even hurt when shed had time to fully prepare, time to get wet&hellip, But he liked it when it hurt her. Liked to force his way in dry and feel her cunt get wet around him. And she liked when she pleased him. She could feel his skin against hers as she stilled, and his mouth hot against her neck. His teeth dug at her skin as he stretched her tight little pussy to fit around him. Short strokes, never pulling out more than an inch.
His teeth grazed her ear. Thats it Callia, just like that. I love feeling you get wet around me. So wet.
He pulled back, leaving only the thick head of his cock in her pussy, and then drove it back in. Harder, faster than the first. He pressed his chest against her, and the welts from her beating burned and ached, but it didnt matter. The pain didnt matter because he was inside her, fucking her, pounding her little cunt while she screamed for him. It was worth it.
He was deep inside her when she felt him fumbling with the belt, could hear his frustrated gasps as he tore it off the board. He pulled out and spun her until she faced him. He stared into her eyes, bit at her lip and knelt to pick up his sword.
She shivered as he traced the razor sharp point up her belly, and up, between her breasts. He turned it horizontal, and held it to her throat as he slammed his cock back inside her. He stayed there still. Watching her, his blade to her throat.
Callia met his eyes, holding herself perfectly still. Still as a statue. And then she squeezed her cunt hard around his cock&hellip, and smiled. She felt his cock jerk inside her, his muscles tighten as he stroked one more time. She knew what was coming. She wrapped her legs tight around his back, and his mouth covered hers as he cut the ropes that bound her wrists.
It had been a test. To see if she feared him in that moment. Shed passed.
He wrapped his arms around her, lifted her like she weighed nothing and threw her on the bed. And then he was on top of her, between her legs, cock once again buried in pussy. Where it belonged.
He wasnt gentle. He slapped her face as he fucked her harder and deeper than any man ever had. He held her hands, still braceleted with rope, above her head, pining her still as he filled her, over and over. Her back arched off the bed as her legs began to shake, and she writhed underneath him.
Cassius.. Im-
He kissed her neck softly before his hands moved to circle her throat. I know. Cum for me. Cum with my cock inside you.
His hands tightened on her throat as her cunt tightened on his cock. Her screams were muffled, and he choked her, hard, as her wet little cunt shook around his cock. Her eyes were wide open, watering as she struggled to breathe, struggled to scream&hellip, but it was Cassius name on her lips as she came with her brothers cock deep inside her.
He released her throat as she collapsed, breathless and smiling, back against the bed.
The door slammed open. She barely tilted her head until she she could see her brother. Well, a different brother. Marcus. The youngest of the boys, but still almost six years older than her.
Cass, theyve found another one. We need to leave now.
Cassius ignored him. She smiled. He wasnt done with her yet.

[center]CASSIUS[/center]
Fucking Marcus.
He ignored his youngest brother as he drove his cock back inside his sisters wet, still trembling cunt. She was breathless underneath him, pussy still gripping his cock hard, still shuddering with aftershocks. Hed wanted to taste her, kiss her mouth, bury his face in her neck as he filled her with cum&hellip, but they had an audience now. He would not show his brother his weakness. He only had one. Hed kill anyone. Sit back and watch anyone be killed if he could gain from it. Brothers, father&hellip, He hadnt shed a tear or blinked an eye when his mother died. But he could not lose Callie. Hed kill anyone who tried to hurt her. No one could know that. Because then she could be used against him.
They all fucked her. His father, all of his brothers. But she meant nothing to them. She was just a pretty toy to be played with. Something to amuse them, to pass the time.
He needed to hurt her. Needed Marcus to see. He hauled his hand back and slapped Callia hard across the face. He felt the slap himself. His palm stung, but shed squeezed tight around his cock, and her hips pushed off the bed, driving her little cunt up to meet him.
He could hear himself, a low, steady growl barely audible over her frantic cries. Could hear the sound of his cock driving inside her, his balls slapping against her ass.
Her lips were full, red and swollen from his rough kisses. Her eyes were still watery and his hand print blazed red and angry on her cheek. Her throat was red and raw. He knew that tomorrow it would be bruised with the perfect impression of his fingers and every time he saw her hed think about his hands on her throat and that look in her eye. Fuck, he needed to slow down. Slow.
He hovered over her, her back arching as she grinded against his cock. If he was the type to smile, this was one of the rare moments when he would. He turned to look at his brother, a look that had prompted many a man to turn tail and run. A look that promised a slow and painful death.
Enjoying the show, Brother?
Marcus shrugged. Seen better. Done better, probably to the same whore.
Cassius tensed. He was not going to kill his brother. He wasnt. He repeated that to himself. Made it a mantra. Get out Marcus. Ill meet you downstairs when Im finished. Go.
Marcus was only twenty. And not that bright. But for once, he listened.
Cassius waited for the door to click shut, and this his mouth was on Callias.
He slid inside her, his pace still slow. But deep. If he slowed his strokes he could go so much fucking deeper inside her, drive it up until his sisters pretty little eyes rolled back in her head.
I love hurting you, Cal.
She smiled. It was a weak, exhausted, sated smile and it made his fucking cock jerk.
He wrapped his hands around her throat. One last time. He tightened them as he impaled her, his hands catching the breath in her throat. He choked her, watching her gasp and struggle against him as he pounded her cunt, fucked it raw, made sure shed be sore afterward. His cock throbbed inside her as he watched her face turn red. He could push it to the last second. She wouldnt fight him. Even as his cock drilled her and she gasped for air and started to go limp and dizzy, she wouldnt try to pry his hands off her neck.
She stared up at him, choking, and he stared down at her tear filled, bloodshot eyes. There was fear in her gaze. Of course. But there was something else, something hed never seen in the eyes of another human soul, not even his brothers. Trust. No matter how badly he hurt her, she knew she was safe. He lov- Dont even think it, Cassius.
He let her go, and she gasped and choked against his mouth as he came. He covered her body with his, spilling hot, thick cum deep inside his little sisters soaking wet cunt. He could feel her shaking again, coming again with him, his mouth catching her screams as she did.
She was breathless, still whimpering as he pressed his forehead to hers.
I want to kill them all Callie. He finally admitted, his cock still buried inside her.
She looked up at him, exhausted and completely satisfied. Who?
Every man I see inside your mouth. Inside your cunt. Or your ass. Every man that touches what belongs to me. And when I see you cum, screaming like that with another man inside you&hellip, sometimes I want to kill you, too.
Her eyes widened. You wouldnt.
He smiled. He couldnt help it. He kissed her lips.
Never, he promised.
You want me all to yourself? She grinned as if that were the craziest thing shed ever heard.
No. He watched her tremble as he ground his hips against hers. I still want to see you get fucked. But I want them to have to go through me, to know that the only reason they get to touch you is because I allow it. I want them to know that I own you.
She bit her lip as she grinned up at him. Id like that.
He sighed. There was work to be done. He pulled his cock out of her pussy slowly, watching her shudder. Clean me up, Callie.
She smiled and got to her hand and knees. She knelt between his legs and he stared at the patchwork of angry red welts on her back as she licked his cum and hers off his dick. He closed his eyes, reveling in her soft moans as she kissed and licked and sucked him greedily.
He stroked her face one last time as she helped him dress.
Stay in here tonight, Callia. Ill tell father that I wasnt finished with you. I want you in my bed when I get home.
She looked puzzled. Unsure. Scared, even. You&hellip, you want me to sleep in your bed?
He kissed her forehead as she strapped his sword to his waist. Yes. Now turn around. I want to see your back one more time before I leave.