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story_codes: MM/g, cons

story_intro: It's a very busy night for little Lydia as she services two customers as once. They also give her a very erotic lesson in wine tasting that leaves the seven year-old quite drunk. After that, the adventure really gets hot for the child prostitute.

story_language: English





In the Clutches of Rome, part 7

Written by madvlad


Note: This can be enjoyed as a stand-alone story. Reading Parts 1-6 will provide more plot and character background. Part 7 takes place three months after Part 6.

	Lydia smoothed her simple white dress as she waited or her customers. With winter firmly settled on the city, the seven year-old's hair was no longer adorned with flowers. But then, none of the other prostitutes - all of them at nine years, or more, older than her - could do the same either.

	She wondered what her friend, Penelope was doing next door. Tomorrow was going to be something called the winter solstice, which meant some big celebration at the temple where she now lived. Both children knew that would mean men putting there things in Penelope's girl parts tonight. But they were always careful not to hurt her and gave her those special feelings that felt like a thunderclap inside her belly.

	Lydia's reverie was interrupted as the door opened to allow two men into the room. Despite having men two or three times a week for the past few months, the littlest prostitute in the brothel had never had two at once (not counting the group of merchants she had sucked one at a time last summer). Lydia swallowed nervously as she regarded the pair with her large brown eyes.

	The men were in their mid-forties and long-time customers of the Incendia, the brothel run by Junilla. One of their favorite pleasures was to share a girl between them, the younger the better. The madam had suspected they would love a go at Lydia, but she wanted the girl to have a little more experience before taking on two men at once.

	"So this is young Lydia," one of them said. "My name is Lucanus."

	"And I am Accius," the other added as he set a cloth bag on the table.

	"Hello, sirs," Lydia said as formally as possible. "Would you care for some wine?"

	"Certainly, my dear!" Lucanus replied.

	Lydia carefully filled the two cups from a pitcher and handed one to each man. When they had emptied them, she refilled them. And then again - and again. Each man carefully eyed the little girl, imagining what her smooth, tight body looked like under her dress and how her soft red lips would look with a nice fat cock stuffed between them, pouring cum down her throat.

	"More wine, please," Accius said as he held out his empty cup. Lydia's hand flew to her mouth.

	"Oh, we are out of wine," the nervous young hostess squeaked. "I'll fetch some more."
As she went to leave the room, Accius gently took her arm.

	"There's no need, child. You can make us some here."

	"But I don't know how to make wine," said Lydia, on the verge of tears. She had never disappointed a customer before.

	"No problem," Lucanus interjected. "We will show you."

	"But first, let us all get undressed."

	Minutes later, Lydia stood in the nude before two very aroused men. Lucanus slid his finger along her face, tracing the delicate form of her jaw line and neck.

	"You're quite a pretty little thing, do you know that?" he asked.

	Lydia blushed and looked demurely at the floor.

	"Very pretty," Accius agreed, eyeing the swell of her buttocks before visually feasting on the smooth plumpness between the little girl's legs.

	Lucanus untied the bag on the table and pulled out a handful of red grapes.

	"Before we begin, are you wet?" he asked. When Lydia looked confused, he pointed between her legs.

	"No," she said in a small voice.

	"Do you know how to make yourself wet there?" Accius asked.

	"Yes."

	"Then please do."

	Lydia saw that the men were smiling eagerly and didn't seem to be annoyed that she didn't know how to make wine. What winemaking had to do with being naked and playing with her pussy, the girl didn't know. But she quickly got to work.

	First, she rubbed her hairless cuntlet, making the soft flesh churn under her hand. Then she explored her clit with her fingertips first before squeezing the little button. Her little body shivered as she abused her clitty and then she dug deeper into her tight slit with her finger, rubbing to pink, delicate interior. The other whores in the brothel had taught her well. Lydia's eyes were closed and she was only thinking of how good her cunny felt when a loud clearing of a throat made her eyes snap open.

	"Let me see your finger, child," Accius requested.

	Lydia pulled her hand away from her crotch and displayed a tiny, glistening forefinger. Accius took her by the wrist and sucked her finger clean.

	"Delicious," he announced. Then he gestured to Lucanus while still looking at the girl. "Would you mind?"

	Lydia dipped her finger into her honey pot again before offering it to the other man.

	"Nectar of the gods," Lucanus said, smacking his lips after he had cleaned Lydia's finger. "Let us proceed."

	He picked up a grape and smelled it, grinning contentedly. Then he held it under Lydia's nose. The girl sniffed it and wrinkled her nose.

	"It smells funny," she said.

	"That's because it has fermented."

	Lucanus took the grape and pressed it against Lydia's hairless pussy. The little gasped as it suddenly popped into her tight slit. Lucanus repeated this with another grape and then another. The small round fruits slowly filled the child's cunt. Lydia was surprised at how nice they felt as they slid up her immature canal as another was added. Her childish sex responded in kind, getting slicker as her wetness increased. At last, Lucanus was barely able to get a grape past her inner labia.

	"And now it's time to press the grapes," Lucanus announced. While Accius held a cup below Lydia's slit, Lucanus placed one hand on her ass and then two fingers on either side of her pussy slit. Accius used his free hand t push against Lydia's pubis and the little girl wriggled as she felt the grapes shift inside of her sex and then burst inside of her. 
Juice dribbled from the child's bald slit and into Accius' cup.

	It wasn't much, but Accius swirled it in his cup and drank. His jaw shifted as he swished the heady mix of wine and little girl juice in his mouth.

	"You're seven?" he asked after he finally swallowed.

	"Yes sir."

	"A very good year," he said to Lucanus, who nodded sagely.

	"I'm sorry I didn't make more for you," Lydia said.

	"Nonsense, my dear," Accius tutted. "With fine wine, it is the quality that must be observed, not the baser quantity. Now let me get the dregs before our next squeezing."

	Accius got to his knees and took Lydia's firm young ass in his hands. He pressed his mouth to her hairless quim and dug the grape pulp out from the tight little snatch with his tongue. Lydia squirmed as his tongue cleansed her sensitive interior. One last crushed grape refused to cooperate, remaining pressed against her cervix. Accius' sucked hard on Lydia's cunt, making her tender pussy walls press together before she felt the slimy remains of the grape slide between them.

	The touch of the soft wet mass against her intimate flesh made Lydia drool even more from her cunny, adding more fluid to aid the grape's departure. Accius sucked it all into his mouth and stood up licking his lips. Lydia's face was flushed as Lucanus readied more grapes.

	The procedure was repeated with the little girl getting fucked full of grapes before being squeezed and then eaten clean. On the third time and then onward, the men dispensed with the cup and placed Lydia on the bed, holding her up by the ass as they squeezed her and drank directly from the chalice of a seven year-old pussy. Lydia's quim twitched each time the mashed grapes slid over her intimate flesh, pulled by suction a searching tongue.

	The first time she came, she had just been stuffed full of grapes. Lucanus quickly pressed his mouth to her twat as the convulsions of her orgasm crushed the grapes. This was a fun new element to the game which all three enjoyed.

	With each pressing, though, Lydia absorbed some of the alcohol through her vaginal tissues. She had already begun to feel lightheaded before her first climax and by the time the bag was a little over halfway emptied, she was quite drunk and giggled as the grapes went in and out of her. After a second cum, the men felt she was ready for something different.

	They paused to help themselves to some bread and cheese that had been laid out on the table. After their brief refreshment, they looked back at the bed, but Lydia was gone.

	Cleophus (known as Cleophallus Maximus by the girls at the Incendia for his generous endowment) had just finished fucking Bellona, a busty Gaul, into multiple orgasms until she fainted. He hadn't cum yet and he pushed the girl from his lap and took a cup of wine while he waited for her to recover and finish him off.

	"Well, old boy," the retired centurion said to his manhood. "Sometimes we're just too good for our own damn good."

	"That's big one you got there, ol' Phallus Max-hic-imus, sir," said a small, slurred voice.

	Startled, Cleophus looked up to see a naked little girl with a very wet pussy standing before him, swaying slightly.

	"Why, thank you," he said, chuckling. "But I don't think you're quite ready to take on this battering ram of mine."

	"Nah," Lydia replied and grabbed Cleophus' member with both hands.

	Before he could stop her, the little girl wedged the huge, mushroom-shaped head in her mouth and began sucking and licking. By Jupiter, the man thought, she had one hell of a tongue. And those gorgeous lips on his cock!

	Lydia locked her soft brown eyes on his as she orally loved the end of his prick. Her soft little hands skillfully stroked the length of his shaft and Cleophus knew he wouldn't have to wait for Bellona.

	His eyes darted to the door, but no one was there. He quickly glanced at the ceiling and gave thanks in case one of the gods had delivered this cute young nymph for his pleasure. He had always enjoyed a huge pair of titties and a fine bush on his women, but damn Jupiter's balls of this little one wasn't getting him to the brink.

	"I hope you're thirsty, girlie," Cleophus growled as he shot his load into her mouth.

	Lydia gulped down as much as she could and got most of the man's warm seed into her belly. She wiped the rest from her face using a corner of the blanket on the bed.

	"How old are you?" Lydia asked him.

	"Forty-eight."

	"A very good year," the little girl said, remembering Lucanus' earlier compliment.

	"Riiight," Cleophus said slowly, already hardening again at the thought of such a little girl drinking his sperm. "Am I to assume you work here?"

	"Yep."

	"Be sure to come see me when you get some titties - even just some buds - and I'll see what my legionary here can do for your twat," he said pointing to his cock.

	Lydia nodded and walked unsteadily out the door. Cleophus watched how the tight buns on her little ass shifted while she walked and considered expanding his choice of age range.

	"Did I faint?" Bellona asked blearily as she sat up beside him. "I'm sorry, Cleophus. Are you ready for me to continue?"

	Cleophus looked at her and chuckled hungrily. Bellona knew that look and gleefully jumped into his lap.

	Accius and Lucanus weren't sure what to do next. A quick glance in the hallway hadn't shown any sign of Lydia and they returned to the room to consider their options.

	"Junilla will never let us back when she finds we've lost the girl," Accius moped.

	"I didn't think she would get drunk like that," Lucanus sighed.

	"I need some titties for Phallus," Lydia slurred.

	"You're back!" Lucanus exclaimed with relief. "We'd better make sure you don't escape again."

	Lydia giggled as he picked her up. Playfully, the two men scolded her while she squirmed against Lucanus. Her movements brought his dick to life and he moved Lydia until the end tip of his cock was pressed against her little cuntlet. The drunken child offered no resistance as her pussy lips stretched widely, allowing Lucanus access to the tight confines of her slick baby cunt.

	"Ummm," Lydia cooed as her immature pussy was filled with hard cock.

	Tightly gripping the seven year-old's ass, Lucanus fucked her a few times before Accius took her by the shoulders and levered her upper body downward until it was horizontal. Lydia giggled as her head hung down, giving her an upside down view of Accius' genitals. When the end of his prick touched her mouth, she opened up. The angle of her neck was perfect in this position and Accius soon had her mouth and throat stuffed as tightly as her pussy was.

	Holding the kiddy whore between them, the two men rutted lustfully, making Lydia drool from both well-filled orifices. Unseen by the others, Junilla peeked in the doorway to check on Lydia. She was pleased as she saw the pliant seven year-old being held and servicing two men at in a manner usually meant for one much older.

	Lucanus watched as his cock slid in and out of the grasping entrance between Lydia's legs. Her smooth girl flesh was stretched taut around his organ as it plowed into the hot, tight, soupy sex of the child. His cock made quiet, snicking sounds as he fucked Lydia, contrasting with the sloppier wet sounds of Accius as he fed the little girl his prick.

	Lucanus came first, blasting Lydia's undeveloped sex organs with his sperm. The surge of man juice inside her pussy made Lydia squeal around Accius' cock and soon she was swallowing her second load of cum of the night.

	When they were ready for a second time, the men changed places and held Lydia face down. Accius took her from behind, feeling the sweet, hairless lips of the tiny vagina open like a delicate flower around his cock. He had planned to go more slowly, but this was too much and he thrust his way into her tight young sex until he mashed himself against her cervix. The speedy entry agitated Lydia's cunny and the little girl shuddered as she came while speared on his prick.

	Lucanus teased her, holding his cock just in front of her face, making the girl lick it with her reaching tongue before he planted the head in her mouth. She mouthed the spongy head until Lucanus was nearly aching. Then he pushed on with Lydia frantically tonguing his shaft as it sought her throat. Both men used the seven year-old's hot little body, thrusting wetly inside of her until they released, sending more sperm speeding into child prostitute.

	They laid Lydia on the bed, letting her rest while they considered a third round. But the wine-infused child was soon fast asleep and they left her alone. They loved all-nighters, but as Accius had mentioned to Lydia earlier, they preferred quality over quantity. Before leaving the room, they deposited a small stack of coins on the table - a tip they knew that Junilla would meticulously add to the girl's account so she could later purchase her freedom.

	A while later, Cleophus walked by, humming a happy tune after making Bellona pass out again. But this time, she had at least had the good timing to make him cum before she slumped onto the bed. "Fuck 'em 'til they faint," was a motto he had always used while he was in the legion.

	He had glanced through a partly open door and stopped in his tracks. There was his mysterious little cocksucker, asleep on the bed with her legs lewdly spread. As she was alone, he crept into the room and admired her tiny figure. Semen was still dripping from her hairless quim and the old legionary was glad to see she had gotten a proper fucking from someone.

	Spying the coins on the table, he added some of his own silver to the stack before leaving Lydia to her dreams.

	


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