I have been watching this series on HBO for a while now called Rome. I am pretty sure that most of you have probably either seen it or at least heard about it. I have to admit that it is pretty good. I enjoy the production of the show and they really did a great job making the show look and feel like Rome in 52 BC. If you have never watched it you really should and you can read more about it on HBO’s Rome Website.

There is something I began to realize by watching this series. The women in Rome had it pretty much figured out. I mean the women that had any kind of power what so ever used their bodies and feminine wiles to scheme and manipulate their way to get whatever they wanted. You see these women slink their way into the mind of a man just by pulling them aside and speaking to them. They show a little bit of their body to them while making some elusive innuendo or two. I’ve got to give some credit to these women they really got a lot out of the men in their lives. But I think I could have actually done better than they did.

I know that I have a perfect body and I know exactly how to use it. In fact I would use it so well I wouldn’t even have to give them anything for it at all. Sure maybe a touch here or a peck on the cheek there but I would never have to crawl into bed with them and have them put their little peckers anywhere near me.

I can just see myself getting them all hot and bothered and then convincing them to fuck some slave boy in the ass for me. Or better yet call in the guards and have them fuck him in the ass, while I stood over him raping his coin purse as he kissed and licked my ankles. You know the more that I think about it the more I think that the female side of my family must have come from those ancient days. I mean why else would the Romans begin fucking everything in site accept women if it wasn’t for the women themselves brainwashing them into thinking it was hot.

That must be it – my family lines are the direct ancestors of what brought the male population of Rome into its whorish and sexual fuck fest. I am a Bratdomme princess of Rome, bow down to me and worship the ground that I walk on. You owe all of your meaningless taxes and tributes to me and me alone. Pay up boys – or I will call the guards!!

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