[In addition to I Claudius the description of the hanging of the Vestals is based on a description of Roman executions in one of Robert Harris's excellent Cicero novels]

MG got her inspiration for her next story from the Robert Graves novel “I Claudius. She called it simply “Rome”.

Rome

[i] The Vestals

After the head priestess had fallen out of favour with Caligula when the soldiers came for the Vestal Virgins they found eight of them hanging by their necks from ropes attached to the top rail of the first floor balcony within the Temple of Isis.

Once they had learned that the soldiers were on their way to arrest them, most of the Vestals had decided to take matters into their own hands, knowing the fate that awaited them if they were taken by the legionnaires.

The Centurion in charge looked up at the dangling bodies & noticed that six of the women had obviously broken necks, while their heads rested on their shoulders at awkward angles the expressions on their faces were surprisingly peaceful.

However two of the younger women’s facial expressions told a different story, that of death by slow strangulation. Bloodshot bulging eyes stared out of darkened faces, tongues extended from widely gaping mouths resting on chins soaked with spittle.

The Centurion looked at his second in command, pointed at the two dangling strangled girls, & said, “It is a pity we weren’t a bit earlier Flavius. It would have been great sport to have watched those two kick the air”.

“Indeed Centurion”, the other soldier replied.

The Centurion turned to his number two & ordered, “At any one time there are twelve Vestals, which means that there are four left which need to be accounted for. Search the Temple”.

The soldier saluted his superior, turned & barked orders to his men & the soldiers proceeded to comb the Temple for the missing priestesses.

They found them hiding, cowering in the cellars beneath the Temple. These were the four youngest Vestals, none were over twenty years of age. They had found that they couldn’t bring themselves to follow the older priestesses in taking their own lives.

As the Centurion looked at the lovely young, petrified girls, standing in front of him, shaking & crying he thought, “Well this going to be fun”.

He instructed his men. “Bring them”. The soldiers left the Temple taking the terrified Vestals with them.

The next morning invited dignitaries & guests, including several noble ladies, waited for the arrival of the doomed girls within the prison’s execution chamber.

The Emperor himself & his latest favourite concubine, the beautiful & exotic Helena, were amongst them, along with the arresting Centurion.

The four Vestals were brought into the chamber. They were gorgeous in scanty short mid- thigh length white tunics which left little to the imagination.

When they saw the hole in the middle of the floor, below which was the actual place of execution, the Carcer, they screamed in terror.

Above the hole hung a widely noosed rope, the other end of which was wound round a wooden winch.

The Carcer used to be a well & it was twelve feet to the floor of the death chamber underneath.

Below them the two executioners, the Carnifex, waited.

The first girl was brought forward by two soldiers. They pulled the rope down & put it round the prisoner, placing it under her armpits. They then tied her hands behind her. She was then winched up blubbering & wailing her long brown tanned slender legs kicking furiously.

The spectators were treated to an unrestricted view of the tight white loin cloth under her tunic. The soldiers then started to turn the winch slowly lowering the struggling, shrieking Vestal into the hole

As the girl began to disappear from sight Caligula & Helena left the upper chamber & descended the stone steps which led to the specially designed gallery that provided a close up view of the place of execution. In excited anticipation they took their seats.

The Roman tradition was that it was forbidden to execute a virgin. On the Emperor’s instructions each of the Vestals has been made to drink a large glass of the aphrodisiac satyrion to ensure that the spectacle was as pleasurable as possible.

In addition to heightening sexual feelings satyrion also increased sensitivity to other sensations, including pain

By the time Caligula & Helena were seated in the viewing gallery the descending girl’s flailing feet had almost reached the floor of the execution chamber.

The Carnifex stood waiting for the Vestal to complete her descent.

As soon as she was on the ground they took hold of her, untied her hands & removed the rope from under her arms. Once they had done this they signalled to the soldier above looking down into the hole & he pulled the rope back up.

They then carried the struggling girl to a wooden table, forced her to bend over it & secured her wrists to the sides of the table in the leather cuffs attached to it.

Without a word being spoken Helena stood up & knelt in front of the Emperor. She lifted his toga, untied his loin cloth & his blood engorged cock sprang to attention, Helena took it into her mouth & her highly skilled tongue began to work it’s magic.

The executioners were practised in the techniques of stimulating terrified condemned virgins such as the Vestals. One of the Carnifex went & stood behind the bound girl. He gently lifted her tunic & removed her loin cloth, revealing her deliciously quivering firm buttocks & started to rub between her between her legs with an experienced hand.

The second Carnifex, at the other end of the table reached down & began to massage the Vestal’s pert breasts under her tunic. Despite her fear the girl began to moan & wriggle her bottom, the satyrion was doing its work.

After a few minutes the Vestal was fully aroused & groaning loudly, the executioner who had been rubbing her pussy took his hand away & replaced it with his rock hard nine inch cock. He slowly slid it into the girl’s sopping, tight pussy & started to gently fuck her.

She gasped as her “Lover” entered her & started to move her body back & forth on the table as the Carnifex’s cock rammed in & out of her

Caligula could feel himself getting close, his hands rested on the sides of Helena’s head as it moved back & forwards as she sucked his cock. The tempo of both the Carnifex & the prisoner’s fucking, & Helena’s head movements gradually increased.

Almost in unison, the executioner’s sperm shot into the Vestal’s pussy, the Emperor’s seed boiled from his bursting cock in Helena’s mouth, & the doomed girl’s orgasm was signified by a scream of pure pleasure. The only one of the four who didn’t climax was the Emperor’s concubine. Helena, though highly stimulated, wasn’t at that stage quite yet.

After a couple of minutes the executioners released the Vestal’s wrists from the table’s cuffs & took her off the table.

They again tied her wrists behind her & carried her to one of the nooses which dangled from the four hooks in the ceiling of the death chamber. The pulses of intense pleasure that had swept through the doomed girl as she orgasmed for the first, & last, time quickly receded.

She again started to struggle, shrieking in terror & pleading for mercy. The Carnifex were well used to this type of behaviour from condemned prisoners & simply ignored it.

The suspended noose was about seven feet in the air. One of the executioners placed a foot stool on the ground below, & just behind the rope. He stepped up on it & took the noose in his hand.

His colleague put his strong hands under the Vestal’s armpits & lifted her up. The Carnifex on the stool put the rope around the girl’s neck & the other executioner let go of her.

Helena was now bent over in front of Caligula. She held firmly onto the waist high rail at the front of the viewing gallery with both hands. The Emperor lifted her diaphanous skirt above her waist & rubbed his gradually hardening cock against the outside of her naked shaved pussy lips

The girl falls a few inches until the noose arrests her fall, she tries to scream but only a quiet gurgle comes from her. Very quickly she feels her need for air growing. She stretches her legs towards the floor trying to escape from the throttling pressure of the rope around her neck.

Her back arches, breasts heaving. She then begins to kick wildly, forward backwards, sideways, legs wind milling frantically, hands struggling against the bonds, trying to reach the noose choking the life from her, body writhing, anything to get a breath of air.

Her tongue is forced from her gaping mouth by her desperate efforts to breathe, complexion reddening, eyes bulging, her struggles slowly reduce to a few spasmodic kicks & jerks & then to a quivering of her legs & arms.

Her eyes glaze over, her red face develops a bluish cast & finally she hangs limply twitching, head slumped on her chest, swollen tongue filling the space between her lips. At last she gives a few spasmodic kicks & is still.

The Emperor begins to frantically fuck Helena as the Vestal starts to hang. Their movements mirror her struggles on the rope, Helena’s bucking & pelvic convulsions are very similar to those of the dying girl. When she dies, they come furiously.

Once he had composed himself Caligula signalled to the senior executioner & ordered him to tell the soldiers above to wait half an hour before sending down the next victim.

In the chamber above the witnesses had listened spellbound to the noises coming from the Carcer, the ululating shrieks of terror as the Vestal was lowered, the sounds of vigorous sexual activity, the screams of the petrified young girl as she was dragged to the noose & then her gasping & gurgling as she slowly strangled to death.

The three remaining Vestals had also heard it all, they trembled & shivered, crying uncontrollably, pleading for mercy

After thirty minutes the second Vestal was dragged to the rope, bound & slowly lowered through the hole into the execution chamber. Her screams of terror were even louder & her struggles more violent than that of the first doomed girl.

This time the Carnifex swapped roles but the process & outcome were the same apart from the fact that Helena also orgasmed as well as the Emperor, the Carnifex fucking the condemned girl & the prisoner herself.

After ten minutes or so the second Vestal dangled lifelessly from a rope on a hook in the ceiling of the Carcer next to the other priestess.

Again the Emperor instructed the senior executioner & the soldiers to wait half an hour before sending down the next victims. These are the ones Caligula & Helena had been especially looking forward to.

Under interrogation it had emerged that one of the two remaining Vestals was originally from the Greek island of Lesbos, & would be unlikely to provide a stimulating spectacle as she was fucked, despite the Carnifexs’ huge cocks & the satyrion.

Once they had been appraised of this the Emperor & his concubine had agreed on a plan to deal with the situation.

This time the two remaining Vestals, wailing piteously & resisting fiercely descended into the Carcer quickly one after the other.

The Greek girl arrived in the executioners’ arms first. Like the first two Vestals she was secured to the table by the two Carnifex.

Helena left the viewing gallery & went & stood behind the secured writhing girl. She looked up & watched the fourth Vestal come down relishing the view up the short white tunic as the lips of the Vestal’s pussy were clearly outlined against the fabric of her tight white loin cloth.

Once they had possession of the last girl the executioners dragged her to a second table which sat in front of the other one & forced her down onto it bending her over from the waist & securing her to it by her wrists.

Caligula walked from the spectator area & placed himself behind the second prostrate Vestal’s wriggling buttocks. He looked at his favourite concubine & they exchanged wicked smiles.

Helena pushed her Vestal’s tunic gently up over her hips & then slid the girl’s loin cloth to one side. She lifted her own skirt up & slipped the fingers of her other hand into her pussy.

She began to fuck the Vestal with her fingers & to play with herself, her thumb gently massaging her clitoris.

Though terrified the girl groaned as the attentions of the concubines experienced fingers began to take effect. Helena herself was breathing more heavily.

The Emperor waited until Helena started “Making love” to the Vestal, letting the scene in front of him have the desired effect. His erection began to slowly but surely return.

Once his cock was hard he roughly pushed his Vestal’s short tunic up out of the way, ripped off her loin cloth & thrust his cock deep inside the girl & started to frantically fuck her. He grunted as he thrust. The Carnifex looked on impassively, though their cocks were also hard & throbbing

The witnesses above smiled knowingly at each as they listened to the debauched sounds coming up through the hole from the Carcer below.

The Centurion who brought the Vestals from the Temple of Isis to the prison said to himself, “As soon as I am out of here I am going straight to the nearest brothel to fuck some whore’s brains out”. Semen was oozing from the tip of his blood engorged cock.

Messalina, one of the high born women standing close to him glanced at his groin & saw the unmistakeable evidence of the Centurion’s arousal pushing against the skirt of his tunic underneath the hanging leather strips of his uniform. The loin cloth under her robe, already moist, dampened even more

In the execution chamber things were very close to the climax, in every sense of the word. Helena’s “Partner” was the first to get there. Her entire body tensed & spasmed as she came, her loud groans clearly audible to those above.

The sights & sounds coming from the other table made the Emperor shoot his seed into his girl. His Vestal in turn orgasmed & screamed in delight as she felt the Emperor’s juices pour into her pussy. The concubine closed her eyes & moaned, as she too experienced a very satisfying climax

The Imperial couple, after a minute or two, adjusted their clothes & returned to the viewing gallery to await the finale.

Caligula signed to the executioners to wait & leant across to Helena & whispered in her ear, “That was magnificent my love. I am truly spent. I don’t think I have it in me to go again. Why don’t you go back upstairs & ask the Centurion who brought the Vestals here to join us. I think that you will find that the Lady Messalina would also be only too happy to accompany him”.

And so as instructed the concubine climbed back up the stairs to the upper chamber, walked over to the Centurion & whispered to him, he smiled delightedly, she then went to Messalina & she too grinned in delight.

They both left the chamber & descended the stairs to the Carcer, following Helena to the viewing gallery at the side of the execution chamber.

When they get there the officer stood in front of the Emperor, saluted & said, “Hail Ceasar!”. Messalina bowed to Caligula

The Emperor, sipping from a glass of wine poured from a carafe that had been placed in the viewing gallery previously said, “Welcome both. I thought you might enjoy the end of our little show. The Lady Helena & I are both exhausted & the final executions would, to be honest, slightly wasted on us so I have decided to invite two loyal & good servants of Rome to enjoy the end of these proceedings with us. Please feel free to do as you please”.

Together they replied, “Thank you Ceasar”. They took the two remaining seats in the viewing gallery & licked their lips in anticipation.

The Carnifex released one of the Vestals from her table, who happened to be the Greek girl, tied her hands behind her back & dragged her to the third dangling noosed rope.

Her shrieks of terror echoed round the Carcer as she frantically struggled against the iron grip of the executioner. In less than a minute she started her final vigorous dance

On the advice of Helena, to ensure that they both have an unrestricted view of the hanging, Messalina was bent over from the waist in front of the Centurion, hanging onto the rail in front of her, her wriggling bottom just in front of the soldiers crotch .

The Centurion raised her robe above her waist & removed her loin cloth. He pulled his tunic up, untied his underwear & easily slid his large erection inside the noble woman’s pussy which glistened with her juices. They started to fuck, their movements in time with the heaving, convulsing, kicking, dying girl on the rope directly in front of them.

As the Vestal entered the final spasms of her death throes the Centurion could hold back no longer, his spunk fired into Messalina & she tensed as she came. Her cry of delight was almost as loud as the screams of terror of the doomed girls.

A third dead Vestal swayed on a rope, her once lovely face distorted by the agony of her passing

The remaining girl, still tied to the table, fainted. However there was no escape from her nightmare, one of the executioners brought her round with smelling salts.

She was quickly released from the table by the Carnifex, pulled to her feet, & half carried to the remaining empty noose.

In the viewing gallery Caligula & the Centurion gently played with their now flaccid cocks through their tunics. Helena & the Lady Messalina lifted their skirts & started to rub their clitorises with one hand while slowly fucking themselves with the fingers of the other.

The last condemned girl appeared to be almost comatose until she felt her full weight supported only by the noose around her neck. Her eyes opened wide, she gasped, started to struggle, convulse & gyrate, just like the three other Vestals.

The Centurion’s cock hardened quickly, unlike the satiated Caligula. Likewise Messalina’s pussy was soon oozing with her liquids while Helena just continued to slowly stimulate her gradually moistening pussy in a pleasurable manner.

The Centurion & Messalina managed to delay their rapidly approaching climaxes by reducing the tempo of their masturbation.

When the dying girl. swinging on the rope, movements were no more than reflexive twitches of her feet, the noble woman got up from her seat, went to the soldier, lifted up her skirt, reached under the man’s tunic, took hold of his raging cock, sat on his lap legs astride & placed his erect member inside her soaking pussy. The Centurion held Messalina tightly as they started to fuck.

The Emperor & Helena looked on in an amused, indulgent manner.

It wasn’t long until the soldier’s seed shot from his rock like cock inside Messalina’s soaking pussy. The Centurion grunted as he came, & for the second time the noble lady’s loud shriek of orgasmic delight was heard in the death chamber, & above.

After a couple of minutes, the two couples left the Carcer without a backward glance at the four dead girls dangling from the ropes whose bulging, bloodshot eyes stared out at nothingness from swollen, almost purple faces.

The Carnifex took a break for some wine & food, after which they would dispose of the Vestals’ bodies in the usual manner by dumping them in the fast flowing river Tiber

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