Cota wants me. Cota, most famous gladiator to ever step foot in the arena, the gorgeous warrior with golden eyes, who could have anyone he wants in Rome, wants me. Pinning me down, tracing my curves, he strokes me firmly and slow, opening me up to a new world of pleasure. Hard, long, and thick, he promises to give me the orgasm of my life. I should've known it would come to this, spread and slick, begging him closer, but I never thought myself so lucky. Cota tells me, "I'm his," and promises to save me. He puts that hard, throbbing weapon to my entrance, and I do all I can to brace myself for that bliss. I'm already at my most vulnerable, so when he decides he'll take me raw, no barriers between us, I figure, why not? I'm already too far in. Before he saves me, Cota will break me.