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Writer: Regis
Subject: MEGHENSA’S FALL TO ENSLAVEMENT 5
Story Codes: Erotic Horror, Snuff
Synopsis: In the year 106, during the reign of Roman Emperor Trajan, six years before Hadrian came to power, the Royal Princess Meghensa was born. In addition to ruling the massive State of Macedonia, her father was a Maser Slaver, a title earned by those trading in the best human flesh available. The title was useful, but he made his money in procuring burly young cocks and pretty young cunts, and then raising them with excellent trainers to become highly attractive to buyers.
The beautiful, precocious child grew into a valuable asset, and her father, having moved his entire operation of trading in human livestock to Rome, unfortunately learned to gamble, which proved to be his downfall. He could have easily found a wealthy buyer for the girl, and obtained an excellent price for her, but instead lost her as a gambling debt.
Meghensa had been served by personal slaves until she was sold, and knew what was expected of her once she became one. Her new Master made her a dancer because of her beauty and grace of movement. Once her virginity had been ended in a special performance, she began to specialize in copulation and fornication dancing, which was growing in popularity at the time. With a vivid imagination, she created highly obscene acts, which improved her value to her owner.
Meghensa’s Fall To Enslavement 5
Just a few days later an incredibly beautiful chestnut-skinned 10-year-old girl was obtained by the market owner, and he decided to sell Meg to an ugly fat old man with a full and uncontrolled beard who had admired her for several days and insisted on buying her.
She was taken in a cart, along with three other naked young girls the man had purchased, to her new owner’s estate, where she joined a large group of young female slaves in one of several slave barns. Here her life would change course yet again.
Most of the slaves in this barn were entertainers, and Meg’s training took on new directions. She was with dancing girls, and would likely be trained to be a dancer, perhaps a sex dancer, and there was a chance that perhaps she would become a fornicator or copulation dancer.
Young Meghensa knew that one day she would have to give up her virginity, but she did not know what that entailed. She knew about sexual intercourse, as she had often watched the mating dances done in the training school. Only girls who no longer had virginity to protect were trained in this form of entertainment.
She knew that the women enjoyed it, because the whips were not needed to encourage them to dance with the long stout penises of the male dancers deeply embedded in their vaginas or anuses, or, on the occasion they danced with two males, one stiff long penis seated in both.
The girls in their early teens seemed to like the vaginal insertion more than having their anuses stuffed, and Meg understood that, having often endured the woman-meat sausages thrust into her up her bum. To show their sexual excitement and pleasure, the girls with a penis in their cunt would often shit while dancing.
Taking a sausage in her anus had hurt and she had yelled, but she had taken the thick sausages into herself, as required. The young female slaves also danced more dramatically with vaginal rather than anal entry, so she believed that dancing while impaled through the vagina was a source of pleasure for females.
The nude girls intimately connected to men performing coitus were not technically dancing, since they were usually so much smaller than their male partners that their feet could not reach the floor while they rode the stout shafts, stuffed deep into their vaginas or, as in this case, thrust into their colons.
It was all about sensuous and acrobatic movement, and all movement for the delight of the audience, not the stud they rode. The older teenagers, and even some older women over eighteen who had been sold into slavery and were being trained as sex-dancers, did not seem to mind the anal intercourse while they danced.
As slaves, they were always under total control, and had no sexual activity except at the pleasure of their masters. It was a treat for them to have access to men, and they soon got over the embarrassment of being sexually used in public.
Humiliation was only a factor for females who had once been free. Those born as slaves had never had any other experience, and did not know much about humiliation or shame, and had never experienced it. They had always been treated as sexual objects, so that what new slaves found debasing, they found perfectly normal.
Rome was the center of a highly civilized empire, and had developed a far broader use for people than any society before or since. Romans understood the value of beautiful naked slaves, and knew how to get the most enjoyment possible from them.
Meg danced at the deflowering of Lillithee, and knew from the girl’s reaction that it was a difficult and painful process. Much of the discomfort was in the design, as it was clearly intended to hurt her. It was at a morning gathering of friends of the wife of Meg’s master.
Meg had befriended Lillithee, who was her age. She was a pretty girl, the youngest of four sisters. Meg’s owner had seen the girls while their mother was shopping at the market, had envied the girls, and had forced their father into debt, so that he could obtain the youngsters as his slaves.
Only one of them, the oldest who was the least pretty, was to become meat in his remarkable market with no other use intended. The others, like Meg, were far too talented to be killed so young. Only for a special buyer would a girl their age go onto the butcher block.
Meg’s new master was a wealthy merchant, and his house stood on a prominent hill, with an excellent view. The women gathered on the garden terrace overlooking much of the city, to drink tea and be entertained before going to the public baths.
The forced removal of Lillithee’s hymen was to become the entertainment of the morning. Lillithee was to be trained to fornicate with hounds, and this made her available for deflowering, a sport the ladies favored nearly as much as the branding and castration of young boys.
A big black slave, as naked as the dancing girls, was selected to conduct the crude vagina-opening operation on the young white slave girl. He was an older, experienced slave, with scars from unknown battles covering his muscular naked body.
His penis had lost its head to a sword in the Coliseum, but the organ was still impressive in length as well in thickness. It was clear from the beginning that little Lillithee’s tiny vagina was going to be stretched to the limit on the impressive impaling shaft.
Eight naked nymphs aged from ten to twelve danced for the gathered ladies. The slavemaster had carefully painted the rim of each little girl’s vagina lips with a bright pink pigment, to make the children’s pouting sex organs easily visible. The talented little girls displayed and tickled their painted sex organs with long stemmed roses.
Each of the dancing girls had been given a bouquet of the brilliant blossoms. These roses had been selected because of the contrast between their beautiful delicate petals and the sharp thorns in the flesh-petals of the young dancing girls’ naked genitalia.
Meg had done this flower dance often before, and was, like the other girls, expert at it. Although she was required to hurt her own delicate spread-lipped cuntlet with the sharp scratching thorns, she was in control, and the hurting was uncomfortable but endurable.
One at a time, the naked young dancers dragged the long thorned stems across their delicate cuntlets, scratching the skin lightly at first, but increasing the pressure as the obscene self-mutilating dance progressed, until tiny drops of blood the color of the flowers stood on the crest of their pouting painted sex-lips.
The women found the sight of the little girls purposefully hurting their own most sensitive places to be amusing. The young slave girls completed their dance by grasping the rose stem in their trained twats, with the waxy petals of the lovely flower on display.
They held their hands over their heads, and stood in a large circle around the marble bench, where the deflowering would take place. The girls stood well apart, so they would not interfere with the view of the ladies who had come to witness the ceremony.
Lillithee was carried into the middle of the open ring of young dancers by the big male slave. He laid her on her back on the low marble bench to await her moment. Like her friends standing around her, Lillithee was stark naked. Like the cuntlets of the young dancers, her pronounced pubic mound was not yet producing curls, and the nakedness of her pretty little vagina was accentuated with the application of colored oils.
The twelve-year-old girl spread her legs, knowing she was always expected to display her sex organ. Tiny beads of sweat grew on her forehead, her upper lip, and on the raised mound of her sex. She was quivering slightly, not sure what was to happen to her, but certain it would involve pain, just for the pleasure of the women gathered to watch.
THE END OF CHAPTER FIVE