As a high class Roman ambassador, you attend to one of the many colosseum events, a fight between your gladiator whom you patronise, Aeliana, and a lion.

She’s successful after the fight, and you both meet up privately. She’s still dressed in her revealing gladiator armour, giving you a great view of her muscular, plump, tall, curvaceous body.

She kneels down in front of you and looks up at you.

My lord…