"Brat, calling me old-Agh!" Anai arched as she felt fingers scraping her insides. "That is nice~" She sighted with content. "You know, that I went through a lot more extreme things. You will have to do better then that."
Aulus thought it best not to kill anyone in the palace. He motioned to Maat, 'Let's find that crawlspace.'
Maat nods and leads Aulus around the corner. There, behind a piece of decorative furniture, they find a false wall, beyond which is a dark tunnel, just tall and wide enough to fit a man grown. Maat smirks at him as they double check and confirm that no one's around to see them enter the crawlspace. "So, who goes first?"
Pesca's hands come up, touching his daughter's shoulders softly, and gently pushing her back. "You're beautiful, my dear, and if you were anyone but my daughter, I'd accept in a heartbeat, but no. A father shouldn't do that with his daughter. Someday you'll meet someone suitable, who can make you happy." He smiles softly at her, to hopefully lessen the blow of rejection.
"Is that so?" Taia grins. "Slave!" She calls out, and the timid servant hands the heiress a riding crop. "Filthy little whore. I suppose I shouldn't call you old, though. Your body is still nice and fuckable." Dominantly, she begins to strike her mother's breasts with the crop, not holding back in the strength of her strikes.
'I'll take the lead this time,' Aulus nodded and crouched down to enter the dark passage. He tried to be as silent as possible in there.
The woman sights dejected. "Very well." She says as she gets up. "But I have not given up yet." his daughter was about to leave, but then something else came to her mind. "Does that mean, that I am now the chief slave?" She asked, curiously.
"Ah! Mhm!" Anai moaned as the crop landed on her sensitive breasts. "So violent, Uhm! So dominant! Ahm!" She coiled with each strike. "Is that what you want - Ahm~ To do? To dominate me-iii!?" She arched as another strike landed on her tits, the pain and pleasure mixing in climaxing end. She collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily, as Taia trailed the crop along her breasts.
"If they are giving hidding to traitors, it mean they are involed too in the treason." Ivyari told to herself and decided use her bow to snipe guards from there. Even if there is more of them inside, still it will be less them if she kill at least part of them, before rest of Amazon arive.
Aulus and his companions crawled through the dark passage. It went on and on and on - it seemed as if they crawled for hours, but it couldn't be. As he crawled, Aulus noticed a light coming from a side of the wall. He looked through the hole and noticed inside of the chamber. "Lady Hapi-u, the men were sent to attack the gate, as you commanded." He heard a voice. Then he saw a woman who answered. "Good. With that, we will finally end that petty conflict, and with the fall of Anai, we can convince the Romans to make me, the governor."
Ivyari pulled the arrow and took a breath in. When one of the guards was not looking, she loosened the string - the arrow lodged itself I the man's eye. She quickly took another arrow as the man collapsed. She pulled the arrow just as the other guard reacted - and loosed it the moment he started looking around in panic. The strength of hit has thrown him against the wall, the arrow sticking from his neck, pinned him to the surface of the wall.
Ivyari decided to change position on another rooftop, to get clear shoot on the next guards on the side of building and get shoot them too.
With the guards dispatched, from the main entrance, Ivyari started moving around the complex. It was a risk, to leave the bodies outside, but one she decided to take. Now she had a choice - to attack the side, back or basement's guards entrances. The basement was least risky, but she would have her vision cut off from other entrances. The side and back entrances sometimes looked at each other, so the risk of discovery was greater.
Pesca pats her hands affectionately, to show that he holds no malice towards her for coming onto him. "Heh. I suppose it does, at least until you've been freed. Don't be too much of a tyrant to the other slaves." He smirks teasingly.
"I think I've already succeeded." Taia grins down at her mother, before heading back to the bath to wash up. As she steps out, the slave drying her with a towel, Taia says "As much as I'd love to continue this, mother, I have work to do."
Ivyari make ready four arrows, knowing she will have only one chance to shoot down side and back entrances. She calm down her breath and shooting.
Aulus listened in fora moment, it seemed like anyone and everyone was plotting to save their butts or get more power. He had to pause for a moment, what were these Egyptians eating for every woman to have such immense breasts? Once he had gotten all the information he could, Aulus continued throuh the tunnel.
Quintus' daughter smirked as she heard it. "No, I won't be that much of a tyrant... only I will get back on one particular slut~ I and mom are due to spend some quality time~" she singsonged as she left the tent, after giving her father one last hug. After being left alone, Quintus looked around the tent. He had some free time, and a couple of things opened up to him. -he could meet with Flavia, see what treachery the MILF planned. -during the battle, an enemy officer was captured, he could interrogate her. -walk around the camp, and inspect the troops. -he could meet with the wife of a senator, who accompanied the army, to make a deal and start preparing for what would come after the victory... or start preparing a plot with her, to take down his political opponents.
"You are on a good route, but not yet, my dear." Anai said as she kissed Taia's pussy. She then joined her daughter in the bath. As they were finished, she dried herself and put on her clothes. "Let me know, once you got the traitors. I have something special prepared for them." Anai smiled as she caressed Taia's cheek. As her daughter turned, she gave her ass a smack. "Remember, my child, I am still the governess." She smiled, then went back to her rooms. There were things to prepare, for punishments to be enjoyable.
