Hi Readers! I know I was supposed to publish this new chapter later today, but I felt the need to publish it now, because it took me so long to write it. It's quite a difficult one to read, and I switched from a T rating to a M one just for it. It was a difficult writing.
NOTE TO THE READER/TRIGGER WARNING this chapter depicts a scene of a non consensual sexual encounter. Even if it's not too graphic, I still think you should not read it if this could harm you in any way. You can skip to the next one. I know it may be disturbing for some of you, but since this is partially a Spartacus I hope none of you will get offended. So, stay safe, wait for tomorrow with the next one. Again, if this is something you don't like, PLEASE WRITE A COMMENT AND LET ME KNOW.
THANKS Again FOR YOUR REVIEWS, It means so much to me.
Disclaimer: Again, I don't own any of the characters or of the story otherwise I'd be rich.
Diana.
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Ashur accompanied Xena to her cell, closed the door behind them, and chained her to the wall as instructed. She admired his handiwork, the chains were pulled so tightly that she could not move and she was in pain. The cold wall hit against her back. The chains kept her arms outstretched and her legs spread apart. And if it wasn't for Gabrielle and the consequences that a second outburst of anger would bring, she would have tried to do something, to fight against the restraints. Instead, she decided to fix her eyes on the wall before her, avoiding his eyes. He looked at her from head to toe, smirking. He sat on the pallet in front of her, laughing a bitter laugh.
"Oh Xena. You are in great trouble. Dominus is going to be pissed. You have no idea, when it comes to Lucretia he turns into a raging storm. I'm a bit pissed myself, you almost broke my nose. And that thing you did on my neck, impressive! Impressive and painful. But, here you are, chained to a wall, arms, neck and feet. Come on, fight! Try to move, now. Come forward." Xena's face bore no emotion. She tried to keep a straight face, she was stoic. "Oh, come on, Xena. Gimme some fire!" and with this being said, he punched her in her stomach. Xena coughed, she didn't expect him to hit her. And he did it again. And again. Till her stomach was completely sore and badly bruised. She closed her eyes trying to catch her breath. "Xena, Xena, Xena. Talk, dark and deadly, they say? Uh? You know, there have been many gladiators as stubborn as you are. Spartacus, for instance. And look at him now." He closed the distance between them, his face so close to hers she could smell the blood drying on his face. He got even closer, his face near her right ear, he inhaled her scent. She didn't move, didn't even flinch. Keep calm, Xena. Keep calm. He continued his exploration, sniffing her shoulders, her hair, her neck. "Having a woman gladiator in the ludus has some positive aspects. Men don't smell this good." He whispered in her ear "and they don't look this good, either. The resemblance is uncanny, you and Lucretia are one and the same. And, I'll tell you my little secret: I've always had a crush on her, I almost envy Crixus when he's summoned. Sexual frustration can be hard. And she's so beautiful with those red wigs." He inhaled deeply, taking more of her scent. She was so seductive, her manners ruder than Lucretia's and her facial expressions somewhat manlier but this gave him hot flushes. He run his fingers on the parts of her right shoulder that were not covered by the chains, until he saw goosebumps forming on her skin. But she didn't move. "Come on, Xena. Fight me. Or… surrender" he stared at her face, touching her. "This is going to be fun." He pulled her hair and yelled "SPEAK! Do something!" she lowered her face, until she was looking in his eyes and muttered "What do you want me to do, uh? You make me sick. You're not worth the effort." She of course didn't like what he was doing, she kept thinking of Gabrielle, trying to distance herself from the sensation of his hands on her skin.
"Oh, really? Am I not?" he put a hand on her neck, squeezing a bit until she was out of breath. "You sure? You are now the one who's not in the position to make demands, Xena. Unless you want to die and leave your wife here. What if domina knew you two met yesterday at the gates? What if she knew about your visits to Crixus? Oh, well. I know you went there to take care of his wounds, but Lucretia doesn't. She would kill you on the spot. Or worse." He loosened his grip and she took a huge breath trying not to cough. Or vomit. "Oh that man that sent you here, he must have been mad at you. But I'm thankful he did. Caesar, is the name, do you know him?" he smiled showing his teeth. Xena's face lightened with rage. I knew it. "Oh, Xena, we have plenty of time till dominus comes. Let's benefit from the situation, shall we?" his touch became rough while she still looked at the wall before them. She could endure this. "You are a beautiful mare, Xena. These long legs… so firm, so toned" he put a hand on one of her thighs, squeezing it so much that it hurt. "I wonder what would it feel like to be between them, while I pound your body relentless. What would your woman say, uh? I bet she'd cry. She would look like a poor little deer who has just seen its mom die before its very own eyes. Domina wouldn't mind me having you. Nor would dominus. Your fate lies now in my hands: if you hurt me, I'll hurt your friend. I have chains for her as well" Xena moved trying to get closer to him to headbutt him, but her restraints kept her still against the wall. This made him smile even more. His hand moved on her thigh, his touch firm and angry. He reached her buttocks and she couldn't help flinching. He laughed again "How long has it been since you banged a man, uh? I can feel you shivering…" he kissed her lips, never lowering his guard, keeping his eyes on hers. She felt the sudden need to wash her mouth.
"This is none of your business, Syrian. And leave Gabrielle out of this" she felt his hand moving underneath her underwear "take your filthy hands off of me!" she growled.
"Or what? I know you can't move. I can do what I want. And if I am satisfied, I'll put in a good word for you with dominus. You better give me a good ride" Again, his hands roamed her body finding what he longed so bad to touch. He moaned. She closed her hands on her restraints and moved her hips upward to avoid his touch, her face was marble
"Unless you want to be flogged. Or worse, again" he used his other hand to punch her in the face, her cheekbone swelled immediately.
"Don't you touch me, Ashur, you know what I'm capable of. The last one who tried to touch me without my consent was left with a scar on his face" she pulled on the restraints to lift her body from his hand but the chains to her feet kept her steady. If only I had my breast dagger. He kept touching her between her legs, his desire evident against her tight. She tugged on her chains. "Come on, Xena…do it for your blondie. You know I will make her suffer if you don't" he suddenly buried his face in her neck and bit her skin till she felt blood trickling down. She groaned in pain and this made his desire even more explicit. No, Xena. You can't summon Ares, you know that. He will make you stronger but it's not worth it. Come on, fight. Fight him. She was fighting back with all her strength, her wrists hurt and bled against the iron manacles, her back hurt, but she was finally able to almost raise one of her knee and kick his injured leg and spit on his face, causing him to whimper in pain. Suddenly, they heard the door being unlocked, and Quintus walked in.