down to it


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It wasn’t like these morons hadn’t got their rocks off like this before.  They had stuff ready  ..  just in case.  And they didn’t need asking twice.  Out of a clay jar had come a thin strip of leather.  Dripping. Sodden.  These soldiers had come well-prepared.

These arseholes went for it.  One down on a knee, yanking Maciste’s balls forward.  Another behind  ..  to keep the prick steady  ..  lock-hold on Maciste’s throat  ..  crushing his windpipe.  Just in case  …..

“You know who I am?”
Maciste’s only chance was to intimidate the sergeant.  Angry at the thought of them fumbling around his cock and ballsack.  He knew their tricks.  Wet cord looped around the root of his shaft  ..  trapping his blood.  Keeping him up and hard.

Maciste snarled at the sergeant.  Knowing there was little to help him out here.  Except bravado.
He scowled back at the man.  In return the sergeant sneered into Maciste’s futile anger.  He shrugged back in reply.
“Know who you WERE.  Dickhead.”


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