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 Billy in Time 42 B.C.  by Joe

   This is the first in a series of time travel adventures, more to follow.

   I left Uni with a good degree in Physics and Maths, then spent the next
year pottering from one job to the next aimlessly until one night I had a
strange phone call from my old lecturer asking me to meet him in his lab
the next morning.  I arrived early and found him setting up the weirdest
array imaginable.  He read my surprise and asked me to make no judgements
until he had a chance to explain.  "Sure," I agreed "you never seemed odd
before in class, so I guess I'll go along with anything you say if it
doesn't get too dangerous." "Well, I'm afraid it might do just that.  I
have most of the bugs ironed out of this plant, but it's too revolutionary
to be quite safe." He then proceeded to give me a full description of what
he was using and I nearly walked out.  In essence it acted like a time
machine, but since we all agree that there is no such thing, and never can
be, he went to great lengths to show me how it worked.  It seems that it is
possible to pick up data from an earlier time, select an individual and
exchange brain patterns with a person programmed on this end.  Basically he
wanted me to be the volunteer on this end of the hookup.  I was very
reluctant, but after a couple of hours talk and several demonstrations I
became convinced the it could work, and decided to give it a go.  It seemed
that the time span was irrelevant, it was only important that the period of
residence in the new time zone be precise, i.e.  you can't run for home if
things went bad, you would have to tough it out.  The time that Prof
elected for the first trial was his favorite historical period, namely the
mid Roman era, and despite my reservations, this was where I went.  Two
small implants into my earlobes were all it took, then into the
electro-magnetic field I went.  I had been told that I could take nothing
at all with me, but it was still a shock to find myself lying on a pile of
foul-smelling hay stark naked, and wearing somebody else's body into the
bargain.  A quick check showed that had hadn't been robbed in the carcass
department since I seemed to be fit and healthy and I was more than
surprised to get a close up look at my huge sexual equipment.  It felt
weird being in total control of a body I didn't really own so I thought it
worth experimenting with.  A quick check to make sure I was alone, then a
gentle pull back on the foreskin of my massive prick and I immediately rose
to a thundering erection way out of proportion to anything that I had ever
known.  Just a few seconds masturbation took me so close to coming that I
pinched my balls hard to stop myself.  I immediately regretted the fact
that Prof had only given me 24 hours here since I knew this was going to be
an experience worth having.  I had just found a kilt type garment and
wrapped it round my waist when I heard a voice calling "Willus you lazy
peasant, where are you hiding now?" This was when my second shock hit home.
I had studied classical Latin at school and knew enough to recognise it as
a bastard version, but the body I was wearing used it naturally and I had
no problems with the inflections.  Similarly I knew my status and duties
out of my localised memories without it interfering with my twentieth
century brain power.  I was on a roll.

   The hulk that had called came in, looked around, then he said, "Right,
off to work, you're taking one scene in the arena today.  We`ve got seconds
so after the Battle scenario I want four little distraction scenes.  I'm
giving you the women.  Your two will be on just after noon so you had
better get down and pick some out.  We've got plenty to spare so it doesn't
matter if we waste them, but make sure we get a laugh out of them.  You
know what I'm after, lots of tits and bums and a nice dollop of blood of
course."

   The persona that I had taken had some experience at setting up fights
for the Emperor before but I thought that something special would do me
some good this time so I hurried down to the slave pens before all the best
looking women were taken.  I looked them over carefully then chose a
smallish blonde girl and a large black woman.  They mainly caught my eye
because I was choosing for extra large breasts and these two filled the
bill nicely.

   I took them through to the training area and the dark girl started
sobbing when she realised that she would be in action today.  "Please
don't," she begged, "I'll do anything if you let me off, honestly, I know
lots of tricks to excite a man.  Let me show you." There was no way I was
going to let her off but I was feeling pretty randy so I made her an offer.
"If you like to suck me off, - all the way mind, and take every last inch
of my cock down your throat until I blow my spunk, then perhaps I'll choose
someone else.  O.K." She nodded enthusiastically, dropped to her knees and
reached beneath my kilt.  As she took my half-hard prick into her hand and
realised the size of it she shuddered and said "I'll try, but it's too big,
can I just gobble it a bit, please, I'll do my best." "Go on, give it a go.
You've got nothing to loose." I replied, and she went to work sucking and
rubbing me rapidly until I reached full erection.  Even I was astounded at
the size of this monster; it was over a foot long and so thick that I
couldn't wrap my fingers around it.  The poor girl could barely keep the
swollen purple head in her mouth as her tongue flashed back and forth
underneath it.  I grabbed her head and rammed myself down her throat as far
as I could get it in until she was choking and gagging and had to pull off
to breathe.

   I called the little blonde over and told her to kneel, then after making
her open her mouth wide I rested the tip of my trembling cock on her tongue
and gave myself a slow wank until I could hold back no longer.  Jet after
jet of hot white spunk shot down her throat, making her swallow frantically
to keep up with it.  They both sank down to the floor and the blonde said
hopefully, "Can we go back to the pen now?" "No chance," I replied "That
was barely a warm up.  I've got what we call a Tit Session lined up for you
two.  If you use some sense and work at it you could both come out alive
and with not more than a few scratches.  Now grab these weapons and come
into the ring with me." I then gave the blonde a javelin taller than
herself and the negro had a standard gladius, a short sword as issued to
foot soldiers and led them into the practice arena.  I next gave them a
very short garment and told them to strip off.  Before they had a chance to
put the new clothes on I made them stand up straight for inspection and
walking round behind them I reached around and lifted their breasts one at
a time and gave them a good bounce.  They felt great so I then had them
jump up and down in the spot to confirm that they had a good healthy
bounce. I let them get dressed next and gave them their instructions.

   "The idea here is you are going to have to fight each other to entertain
the mob.  The winner will be the one who scores a decent stab through her
opponent's boob, or at least a good slice.  Mind you, if the crowd think
that you haven't entertained them enough the Emperor might give you the
thumbs down and the loser dies on the spot.  You can guess what that means,
flashing a bit of tit and pussy should help, and of course lots of yelling.
Now, you get some practice moves worked out and I'll go set the scene".

   Before you could yell Hail they were calling for the inbetweeners and I
pushed the girls out through the massive doors into the sanded arena. 
There was two other groups vying for attention but my pair soon had the
crowd calling as they circled and parried, then the blonde jabbed her spear
out, caught the hem of the negro's garment and jerked it up over her head.
She was stark naked beneath it but more worried about being blinded that
her exposure so she ripped it off, wrapped it around her fist using it to
parry the spear.  Her sweating body glistened in the sunlight with droplets
running down over her heaving breasts and trickling across her belly to
disappear into the dense black hair of her pubic region.  She finally
managed to grab the spear and with a mighty yank pulled the smaller girl to
the ground.  They wrestled around for a bit, then realising that the crowd
were getting restless the negro ripped the other girls clothing up around
her neck, doubled one leg up against her tits, yanked the other leg out of
the way, then rammed the hilt of her sword up into the blondes tight little
cunt.  Her screams of agony had everybody in the mob staring hypnotized as
the fearful implement was fucked deeply up her belly and twisted from side
to side.  To add to the little girl's problems she lowered her cunt over
blondies face and almost smothered her with her genitals.  The crowd were
cheering them on chanting in unison "Shag, Shag, Shag, Shag" causing the
dark girl to grin up at them as she plunged in time.  This was her big
mistake since the blonde, who hadn't let go of her javelin, took an
almighty swing and caught her a massive whack on the side of her head,
stunning the big girl completely for a few minutes.  Taking full advantage
of the position she wriggled out from under the bigger girl, placed the tip
of her spear under the bulge of her opponents left breast and rammed it
upwards viciously.  The javelin pierced through the soft flesh and came
clear out the other side.  The winner stopped for a moment to grab the
blade of the sword that still had it's hilt buried deep in her tender young
pussy, and gently twist it out At last the pain made the black rear up and
struggle for freedom but the blonde put one foot on the spear ravaged tit
and looked up to the Emperor for approval.  At first I was puzzled by the
response since it is normally either a thumbs down for "Kill" or up for
"Let them live", but this time he held his hand flat for a few seconds then
putting both hands out in front of himself he gave his hips several thrusts
in a fuck motion.  It took only a few seconds to register what he wanted,
and both parts of my brain approved of what I was called on to do.  My
Roman thoughts jumped at the chance to fuck a gorgeous woman in the glare
of the arena, and my modern mind had the notion that I would have some
control over the amount of pain that was going to be inflicted hence I
would only have to sit back and enjoy the action.

   Calling two menials to bring several lengths of rope and an old broken
crucifix left over from a previous show we hurried out to the fight scene
and set up the cross buried until the horizontal bar was hip height.  I
approached the contestants to grab the loser, but the blonde girl must of
thought that I wanted her and made to slash at me with the sword.  She was
obviously no warrior and I easily pushed aside the weapon and gave her a
hearty slash with my whip catching her squarely across both breasts and
leaving a bright red wheal on the soft white flesh.  The tip of the whip
caught one of her nipples squarely across the middle and caused her to pull
away and cover it with her hand to protect herself from any more pain.  The
slaves had by now pulled the spear from the throbbing tit injury, packed
the holes with small pieces of cloth to slow the blood loss and lifted the
semi-conscious negro woman over to the cross.  I had them tie each end of
the spear to the girls ankles, thus spreading them wide apart, then pulling
her arms down the other side, and lash them to the same ropes.  She was now
totally helpless and I was at liberty to do whatever I pleased to her, and
I had a few ideas that I had been wanting to try for some time.  Firstly I
dropped my leather kilt and stepped up to her as stark naked as she was. 
The crowd cheered at first, then as my massive prick rose to the occasion
and prodded at the moist hair covered slit offered by the strained pose,
they fell silent in awe at what she would have to take up her pussy.  At
first a prod then a push and finally a massive heave had me buried up to
the balls in the tight little hole.  She squealed a couple of times as she
was stretched more than she had ever been before, then just groaned with
each thrust as I fucked her violently.  I knew that the mob wanted more
than this so I pulled out of her body and called on the other girl to play
with my cock while I was distracted.  Holding out two fingers I moistened
them in her cunt first then slowly and deliberately pushed them up into her
tight rosebud anal sphincter.  A few twists to free her up brought out some
hearty yells, then as I introduced the swollen head of my prick into the
same opening and pressed it in she suddenly realised what was in front of
her.  "Please don't," she whispered, "It will never go in.  It's much too
big, you'll rip me open".  "Too bad," I replied, "You are going to have to
take it all so get used to the idea.  If you have never been sodomised
before you are about to discover what real pain means.  It will help you no
end if you let the crowd know how much it hurts.  Try lots more screaming
and jumping about.  It might even make me come quicker and finish your
punishment sooner." She didn't hesitate to do just that and as I rammed my
tool into the depths of her bumhole she screeched and howled out her
anguish to the skies.  I held out as long as I could by trying to distract
myself with the antics of the three young boys who had been given the task
of killing a huge black bear a few feet away, but her gyrations and my
rapid deep thrusts had my ready to boil out my spunk all too soon.  I
pulled out to demonstrate my arousal, then had the second girl pump my
foreskin up and down for the few strokes necessary to fire shot after shot
of hot thick cum way over the back of the victim, and strew it across the
sanded arena.  I only then took advantage of a brief respite to look around
the audience and was delighted to see that at least half of them had dark
spunk stains on the front on their garments, showing just how effective my
performance must have been.  What delighted me even more was that quite a
few of them were women too.  The Emperor seemed pleased as well so I
gathered up my troop, and their equipment, and bundled them outside to have
their wounds taken care of by the best medic I could find.

   That evening I treated myself to the most magnificent spread of food I
could manage, settled into my favorite lodging house and summoned the
prettiest pair of nubiles I could find from my private stash.  They had
prepared themselves by ensuring that they were both cleaned and perfumed,
dressed in their most provocative and skimpy clothing, and then finally
taken it in turns to oil each other liberally paying special attention to
their tiny budding titties.  I had used these two before but they had never
been mistreated and were extremely enthusiastic to please me, and I was
certainly not about to discourage that.  They were both about fourteen
years old and wanted to make full use of their budding sexuality even if it
meant suffering a little discomfort, so when one of them asked me to teach
her how to deep throat a man, I was only too willing.  It seemed that she
had been practicing with a hand carved piece of wood, but still hadn't
overcome the gag reflex yet.  I started her off by having her lie down on a
low table with her head hanging over the end and her mouth open as much as
she could and just tucking the tip of my half hard cock on her tongue.  As
I slowly slid it forward she immediately started spluttering so I told her
she needed a distraction and called over her partner.  I had the other girl
place her face between my student's thighs and start licking her hairless
little pussy and told her to keep it up until we had a successful
penetration.  This time I was able to get halfway down her throat before
she choked.  I eased back, let her catch her breath, the made a long full
length push and ignored the heaving and gasping as I completely sank into
her windpipe.  I could see the bulge in her throat as the swollen head of
my cock opened up her tubes, and as I wanted to make her last longer, I
pulled back for a break.  At her urging I soon went back into her gullet
and pumped it until I was twitching and throbbing with lust and only
stopped when they begged me to make it last as long as possible.  They then
spent the rest of the evening egging each other on to see who could take
the deepest penetration in their tiny little pussys without screaming.  I
have no idea who won; I fell asleep during the wild sexual depravities and
didn't wake up until I was back in the Uni.  laboratories with Prof. 
looming over me wanting to know what was going on.  Apart from a massive
erection that took me days to recover from I had no ill effects and I am
set and eager for my next excursion.  I don't know what it will be but I
may try to talk the Prof.  into another trip to the same site.

   More to come.

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