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Kyrie.”
    Kalliope reached behind her, wanting to grasp the man but instead he pushed her hand away and spanked her again on her left buttock. Kalliope yelped, but the man was quick to soothe her, caressing her and squeezing her, as his hand slid deliciously south, his fingers pushing into the soft, pink flesh between her legs.
    Kalliope moaned desperately, pushing her ass towards the man. The man chuckled darkly before hitting her again and swiftly pushing his fingers back into her warm pussy.
    Kalliope clenched her muscles around the man’s strong fingers, begging him with her body to stay inside her. The foreign stranger obliged, pushing his two fingers into her once, twice and then a third time as he rubbed against her soft, spongy spot.
    Kalliope had never experienced a man take charge of her body in such a way and she found herself enjoying the surrender and loss of control. She was used to running things, and this was a new experience.
    The man brushed against her outer lips, swollen with her desire, and he pushed the pad of his thumb against Kalliope’s nub. Kalliope moaned wantonly and the man increased his pressure as he began rubbing her clit.
    Kalliope could feel the orgasm building within her and she lost her inhibitions, tossing her hair to the side as her body climbed towards her release. Just as she was about to come, the man pulled his hand away from her and struck her again.
    Kalliope cried out from the pain and from the frustration of not being able to finish.
    “Not yet, Kalliope,” the man breathed, “I’m not finished with you.”
    The man spun her around and pushed her down on the cold stone. With wide eyes, Kalliope watched as the man fumbled in his cloak and pulled out his throbbing cock. He pulled Kalliope’s hands up over her head and held them tightly as he wound her belt around her wrists. Kalliope watched with shock and arousal as the man immobilized her arms.
    Panting heavily, the soldier slid between her legs, rubbing her dripping sex and squeezing her swollen breasts. Kalliope bit her lip to keep from yelling out and the man saw the small gesture. He smiled wickedly and lowered his mouth to Kalliope’s ear.
    “Do you like how I tease you, Kalliope?”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “Do your other customers dominate you like this?”
    “No, Kyrie!”
    The man stroked his cock with one hand as his other hand traced the curvature of her neck.
    “You have done well following my orders. You could do quite well where I come from.”
    Kalliope wanted to ask what the man meant but she was instantly distracted as the man pushed himself deep within her in one, languorous thrust. The sensation was sweeter than Kalliope could have imagined and the man cried out with his own lust and pleasure as he began to slowly claim Kalliope for himself. His thrusts were strong and meaningful and the man had complete control over her body.
    The man pulled Kalliope’s legs up and pushed them wide open, making for an even deeper entry. Normally, Kalliope would have held her legs up with her hands, but that was impossible and instead the man kept her legs pushed open, once more showing his dominance over her.
    The man’s thrusts became faster and harder and Kalliope came hard, her inner muscles clenching around the man’s throbbing cock, and in turn he came too, pounding into Kalliope with a ferocity.
    Kalliope shook against the rough stone as the man yelled loudly, shuddering as he emptied himself into Kalliope. The man rested his head against Kalliope and then snapped it up quickly.
    “Do you anoint yourself?” he asked, his face darkening.
    “Anoint?”
    “Yes, foolish woman! Did you use a paste to prevent pregnancy?”
    Comprehension dawned and Kalliope nodded. “Yes, I use an oil mixture.”
    The man sighed with relief, putting his head back down. “I was not sure if such measures were practiced in such an unrefined area.”
    “Unrefined?”
    “Of course. These areas are nothing like the metropolis of