The Time Stone Crystal

Chapter 35 - The Gladiators

The gladiator person is a professional combatant, a captive, or a slave, trained to entertain the public by engaging in mortal combat with another person or a wild animal in the ancient Roman arena. They were in a large hall where many men were muscular, barefoot, and rehearsing as if there was a fight. They were on the balcony with others, while on the other side were Kairo and Brutus, who owned that spacious house.

“These are what we call warriors or gladiators. We fight them for a tournament with betting. Fight to the death,” Aurora told her.

“What is stated in the history of European countries is true. But this is a bloody battle, right?” she asked.

“Yes, Miss Weng! It is a bloody one, and as Aurora said, it would fight to the death,” Thiara replied.

"But why do they allow this kind of fight?" she wondered.

“Others principles are for the family that they need to get out of trouble. Others were for honor and recognition throughout Rome. But others were slaves recruited by a few wealthy Romans to fight in the arena,” Aurora explained.

“What? Slaves forced to fight to the death?” her forehead wrinkled. She couldn't believe there was still such a situation at that time like the ones she saw in the movie.

“Yes. These men we did not force to fight, and they wanted to learn to fight with their duel mates. We treat these people well, feed them well, rest them and give them comfort. The consolation I’m referring to is the liberalism that happens between a man and a woman in one night. They can choose the women they want here inside. These women are also willing to give in to the wishes of the men they meet.”

“In short, it happens in a brothel. Is that how to surrender themselves,” Thiara added.

"Now I understand. Isn't STD a trend here? ” If it happened in my time, it can't be. You can't have s*x with people you don't care about and know him. My God!

“What STD? Nevermind. But this place is different because they only cherish one woman and cannot exchange or have i*********e with others. We follow the principle, especially the word of God we received from Master Cairo.”

She glanced at Aurora. “For Kairo? What has he got to do with this?”

Aurora confronted her. "Don't you know your boyfriend yet?"

"I know, but he didn't mention to me that he did something to you and your husband."

“We know about him and who you are in his life. Even before you came here, he had already given us a letter stating about your journey. Kairo was a great businessman when he met my husband, Brutus, who was struggling financially. He helped us recover, and here we are today. We are one of the most respected people here in Rome and respected for our good conduct.”

“My boyfriend is nice to all the people he meets or at any time he goes. Good, and you are not afraid of him?”

“Why should we be afraid of Master Kairo? He was a brave, athletic, and handsome man I knew. Without my husband, I would really like him, but of course, you are already there to be his wife. You are so lucky to have him, Miss Weng.”

 “Ah, yes. Thank you.”

“Where are you from? Master Kairo did not mention where you came from as long as we know that he loves someone mortal,” she said curiously.

"In the future."

"In the future?" she was shocked by what she said.

“You are right, Miss Aurora. She came from the future and is set to be Master Kairo's wife,” Thiara said with a smile.

“That's because your beauty is unique. I'm sure Kairo fall in love with you.”

She smiled. "Thank you, Aurora."

“Let's go inside, and I'll show you something about your fancy clothes. There will be a party tonight, and we would like to thank you for coming here.”

She first glanced at Kairo's side of being busy talking to Brutus before she followed them. She is also thankful that they don’t let them stay anywhere.

MEANWHILE, Kairo and Brutus talked about the changes that had taken place there when a messenger suddenly approached them.

“I'm sorry, Master Brutus. Baccus sends a message to you to duel with one of your men. The tournament will perform, and he wants Roman to fight Lucius. The bravest warrior in your side,” said the male messenger.

"Baccus said that?"

"Yes, Master Brutus."

“He dares to challenge my staff. Alright, I'll talk to Lucius about that.”

"He also wants an answer as soon as possible."

“He will wait for me to answer him. Tell him, and I have important guests.”

"Okay, Master Brutus." The messenger also left their whereabouts.

"People haven't really learned," Kairo commented.

“You are right, Master Kairo. I respect gladiator games very much, especially if the game has a good purpose, but I don't think it's a game of death that doesn't care about the people who play it.”

“You’ve learned, Brutus. I know you well.”

"Thank you for your words to me, and I will forever cherish it as a gratitude to my next generations."

"Good."

“By the way, the men with you are also your warriors? Do they also know how to wield a sword or any weapon?” Brutus asked Kairo.

“Yes. I taught them to be brave and to be able to defend themselves.”

“Why don't we have them duel with my warriors? What do you think?”

Kairo glanced at Hander, who was also listening to their conversation. “Is that okay?”

“No problem, Master Kairo. We can learn man to man defense,” Kristoff replied when Hander is still in silent mode.

“Good. These are brave men of yours, Master Kairo. That's what I want from warriors.”

"Yeah, They are my best warriors," Kairo replied.

They remained there until the rehearsal of Brutus' men was over.

AT THAT NIGHT, Weng could hardly believe in her eyes as she glanced in the mirror when a beautiful, daring dress she wears looks elegant. It was different when she wears dresses in Israel that almost covered her body.

Suddenly,  she felt someone kiss her shoulder until it wrapped around her waist. She knew it was Kairo, and she could smell its masculine scent. His lips traveled in towards her neck.

“Kairo…”

"I don't like what you're wearing right now."

"Huh?" She was looking at the mirror's reflection because that was also where Kairo was looking at her.

"It's too daring, and maybe the men here will gladly to see my wife with that daring dress," he said thoughtfully.

"I didn't make myself beautiful and accepted this dress to show them, but it is for you."

“You’re mine, Weng. No other man will claim you except me.”

"Kairo!" She turns at him. “What are you talking about? Of course, because you are the one I love, you should be the only man to own me.” She slowly clung her hands around his neck and brought her face close to him. “I love you so much, Kairo Middlestone. I will not look at any man even in the future. I won't go away from you either, do you understand?”

"No." Then he carried her.

“Kairo! What are you doing?"

"You're mine, and I will do what I want."

Kairo laid Weng on the soft bed, kissed her forehead, the bridge of her nose, and towards her lips. They do that thing every day, but she never gets tired, and she is even more excited with every touch of him on her body.

“Kairo… I promise to love you. And even if I say those words over and over, I won't get tired.”

“I could saw how they look at you, and I feel less of myself because I have a special loved one that others admire as well. I want to break them into pieces because I can read what’s their thoughts.”

“Can you read their thoughts? Does that mean you have the ability to read people's minds? Even to me?” she astonishment asked him.

He caressed her face. “Yeah. When you were jealous of Vinity and informed all my staff in my palace, you would be my wife to get rid of your resentment. Even then, I could read but not all, especially when you were in the hills in Israel,” he explained.

She slowly closed her eyes and opens up. “Son of lamb! That's why sometimes I feel like you can read my thoughts, and it's true. Why did you just say that only right now?”

“I have no intention of saying that because I like what you think when it comes to me. But I can't help it.” He kissed her sweetly again for a few seconds.

"Kairo..."

"Hmm"

“I can't stop people who would love me or whatever they think because that's their life. Even I am also jealous of the women you meet and talked. If you only knew that I am so jealous of Vinity because she likes you and another, she even kissed you on the cheek.”

Kairo laughed slightly. "I just gave in to her, but next time she won't be able to come near me."

“What if I'm not by your side? What if you just say that so I don't get jealous?”

"Honey, you're the only woman I love." He slowly lifted the edge of her dress and caressed her pearl legs. "Let's get married."

“Huh? When?”

"I will ask Brutus if they have a priest to conduct a wedding ceremony by tomorrow while we wait for the seven-day stay in this place."

"Are you sure, Kairo?" she asked because she couldn't believe it. Tears welled up in her eyes also.

"And I will let the whole of Rome know that I have married the woman I love dearly."

"Kairo…" She kissed him.

They once again shared their sweet, intimate passions. Weng was even happier with what Kairo said, and once again, they had a longing for each other.  She wanted to feel him every sensation she has just to prove that love would conquer all of their doubts and fear.

"Weng…"

"Uhm, Kairo!"

It emphatically buries the young man’s manhood in her femininity as it is on top of her. He held her butt as he tried to savor the pleasure he felt. It was still not satisfying, and they tried again something they had never done before.

She holds on to the bed's headboard while Kairo also gripped her butt tightly and violently buried his manhood in her cunt.

"Kairo.. this made me satisfied!" she said. She couldn't help but say that because that's precisely how she lustily felt.

“Yes! Uhm,” Kairo moaned as well.

Their i*********e also lasted a few minutes and was repeated a second time. Kairo is really hot when it comes to intimate s*x. It can do everything because it is immortal and can never get tired. Because of what they were doing, the bed had broken, and the blanket had torn. They also went around almost every corner of the room, including the bathroom, because they longed for each other. Fortunately, she was able to keep up with it because she’s given the strength that came from the stone crystal in her neck.

After two rounds of making love, they both laid on the broken bed while laughing at each other.

“We broke the bed. Shall we repair it?” Weng asked.

“Later. We will make our round three!”

“What?! Are you insane?” she was shocked. She wanted to laugh at him.

“I’m just kidding. I’ll fix it and time to get up. The celebrations have just started.”

She shook her head once and smiled at him.