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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This whip is a relic of war an instrument of severe education, come now Avia, look how lovely and vulgar, it is essential for you to appreciate it's intention, feel it's supple weight, the simple fright, I use jasmine oil to keep it alive with impact is it not the most gorgeous braid, three feet smooth and tight come now don't pout, it is the cord of our compact run your fine fingers over it's raven silk, this braid of hair belonged to a Queen her name was Ariella, her defiance was thick see how her scalp covers the handle clean I had lion nails sown to the end so you learn from the hit I will beat you with it, choke you with it, and love you with it, I will beat you with it, choke you with it, and love you with it, like Ariella, you are my captive now, my precious property and I will destroy you if your heart is unfit, if I even sense ingratitude or pondered treachery like her Avia, you will weep unto Azrael's wings Egyptian law and custom grant to me this measure but let us not frown and fret over penalties and harsh things the Pharaoh gave you to me as a gift, a breathing treasure, you and I shall become close as love to law I will be the law of exchange you will be the love for life without flaw and together we will honor the business of bondage, those pyramids on the horizon stand on the knowledge of sacrifice your beauty Avia, will survive in the legend of Goshen's price, Your beauty Avia, will survive in the legend of Goshen's price, When I arrived in Hispania the smell of Roman cruelty was in the sunshine disembarking from the ship we passed an abominable masterpiece a man with his face skin split, peeled down, crucified upon an X on the shoreline above his head was a sign that read...I have assaulted Rome's authority... I was in Carthage in '46, twelve years old when the legions of Scipio came, before Hannibal cut his wrists, looking at me with death wet in his eyes, voice hoary, he said...Mathos, make an empire of your heart...I ran to defend my Mother's name, I've been pickin' these silver veins almost a decade without a fix after arriving from Sicily they had me run the water wheel the mine master couldn't believe my stamina, said I ran like the river Styx eventually I had to walk deep, to where silver and sulphur make you kneel, I've seen men perish in the pits, basket boys buckle dead as fumes crept brutality is in the very bedrock here, within the law insanity kept, Brutality is in the very bedrock here, within the law insanity kept, What do you know about honor and campaign you're just a goddamned butcher of chickens and pigs gut swept I was a galearii of the ll Legio Parthia when the whole world wanted us slain, I've butchered and built in defense of Rome along Hadrian's wall, in the Rhineland and in Parthia's dry plains, I led the rally of camp slaves in 217 that staved off the cataphract storm when all we had were some caltraps, short swords and rusty chains, the Prefect of Antioch awarded me a gold phalerae chest disk, you might be a freeman but I'm a traveler of Rome's eagle, yeah, I'm just a State slave for baggage trains headed towards an imperial dusk where the march goes on to Jupiter's bloodbath renewal, remember this freeman, within every heart there exists a whisper of cowardice yet it are the truly noble whom rise to death with confidence, Yet it are the truly noble whom rise to death with confidence, I knew from the moment I bought you from your bankrupt Father that you'd become a precise killer, an armored angel of fatal chance, it was tragically obvious that he cherished you but had four more, a farm and your Mother, I needed to convert the rage of your abandonment into ruthlessness to cultivate a sharpened hate, a taste for glory, my athlete of terror, in my school you learned the spark of steel and lethal finesse within the arenas Decimus you became a legion of one, exact, fury's victor, you've taught the Roman world how to cheer for the lonely conqueror and tonight my gladiator, amid the light of a thousand torches in a full capacity colluseum it will not be men but beasts that you will encounter six starved lions will be chained loosely near six ceremonial arches commemorating six centuries of triumphs, you'll be lathered in bull's blood to attract their frenzy, slay the symbols of captivity and you'll be set free, Slay the symbols of captivity and you'll be set free, look here you Teutoni shewolf you had better summon an unsalted seduction for the buyers to see lest you be sold to some pig pimp in the Dacia district where life is ugly rough, your pompous pouting won't last a day in the cheap chambers, in five minutes your body will be on the auction block and don't dare speak unless you wish to be blinded by pain, charm some cock out there and just maybe you'll be bought high end, listen woman, your life is about to change real fast either you're gonna die soon in a disease ridden dump, live on for who knows how long in grueling grinding misery or perhaps, you'll live decently as the mistress of a sensitive patron you have the power to influence this outcome, tempt intensely, Gentlemen, behold, the wild yet curious Laurentia, an unexplored beauty, J.A.B.
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