In the Emperor’s Harem 1. “Do you know who I am?” I asked the chained girl in front of me. The woman looked so small cowering in front of my erect manhood. She avoided my gaze and knelt in silence. “Answer me!” I yelled, cracking the whip in my hand against the ornate marble floor. I could never use the whip on her, of course, I appreciated the flawless skin of my women too much too ever scar one of them, but she didn't know that. “You're the Emperor Domitian,” she said quietly. “You killed my family.” “Ah you're mistaken my...
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