to thrust his hips into empty air with small sharp movements. He could not help it. His body was no longer under his control. When the matron saw this she smiled. She moved her hands from his chest and touched the very tip of his cock with one finger, smoothing the clear bead of lubricant around the slit in the end.
The captive man’s eyes flew open and he groaned loudly, clenching his teeth. His hips came out farther as he arched his back, his cock reaching for that finger and begging it to touch it again. The matron smiled coyly at him and moved her hand away. She signaled for the girl between his legs to stop sucking his balls.
Now only the dido worked on him, every tiny thrust between the cheeks increased the delicious agony of his need. He tried to put his hands on his cock, but the soldier guarding him jerked the chains that bound his wrists. He tried again, but his thick fingers only brushed the shaft with a feather touch before being pulled away. He groaned and cursed, thrusting his hips, desperate to sink his cock into anything.
Victoria could see the logic in this game. Alone, the older lady might not have received much more than a lackluster performance from the galley slaves and gladiators. Her wrinkles and sagging breasts would not have caused a man to stand with any enthusiasm, but the pretty slave girls and their concentrated effort on his body had brought him almost to a rage. When released, if the matron was the only cleft available, she would be taken for an energetic ride.
This was exactly the case. The matron dismissed the girl between his legs and the one holding the tray of unguents. Only the one on the dildo remained, and she was behind the man, out of sight. The matron lowered herself to the floor and lay back on the cushions. She opened her legs and revealed her slit, shaved hairless to appear artificially youthful. She tipped her head back. From Victoria’s view, there was nothing but her nether region and the fine silks that covered her legs. Behind the man, the girl on the dildo increased the rhythm of her thrusts until the man’s breathing was loud and ragged in their ears. An unseen signal to the guard caused him to release the chains. The man fell to his knees and leaped to sink his rock hard cock into the matron’s cleft. The dildo was left behind in the hands of the girl who watched, disinterested.
The matron gave a pretty scream as the man entered her. She raised her hips to meet him with every thrust and her cries were as rhythmic as his pounding buttocks. The man growled and hissed as every thrust brought him closer to his previously denied pleasure. Victoria moved closer to her demon. The arm he had around her hips tightened on her. The galley slave began to pant and blow hard through his nose. The matron screamed dramatically that she had reached her climax. The sound echoed many similar ones around the room. Victoria looked around to see that only the pale copper-haired man was still chained to the wall. The others were sweating and pounding away at other ladies on the cushions. Two or three of the chained men were bent over couches, their teeth clenched as a senator in a toga or a soldier in leather pounded them from behind. She watched as a fresh line of men were brought in, and then a cluster of slave girls, collared and dressed as she was, ready for the next round.
The captive man in front of her arched his back with a final thrust and his deep groan could be heard echoing from the marble pillars. Victoria’s knees felt weak. He cried out again with a final shuddering thrust. The guard pulled him back and Victoria watched his still hard cock emerge from the matron’s body, dripping with seeping cum. He had not finished. He groaned with real frustration as his body pumped another spurt again and again. He grasped his rod with his free hand and jerked quickly, finishing with a dramatic soaring spurt that landed some feet away. He knelt, head bowed, gasping for air. Victoria imagined that this had probably been his most memorable sex ever.
The matron was helped to her feet and Victoria stood amazed as she watched the older lady saunter off to admire another chained galley