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Spoils of War	By : MarianTheBlackadder Category: Titles in the Public Domain > Shakespeare > Coriolanus Views: 4638 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mercy
                “Princess! Princess Odessa!” The young woman opened her eyes hearing her name. She saw one of the ladies who served her family standing over her with fear and horror in her eyes.
                “What is it? What’s wrong?” She asked sitting up having been sleeping soundly. Coriolanus had left her house leaving her unmolested for the night to give her time to think about everything once he found she hadn’t rested when she left his tent. It was also after one of his men brought a message to him.
                “Please, please come Princess.” She said holding her robe. Odessa quickly cot up as she wrapped it around her and went with her.
                The woman quickly led her from her home which was under heavy Roman guard by Coriolanus’s order through a secret unguarded passage. They made their way out into the city square and Odessa’s eyes went wide feeling shocked and soon a wave of nausea overtook her.
                In the center of the square stood 23 newly erected crosses, their arms fastened to the cross boards of each one by ropes, 23 of her people bloody and beaten and now dying slow and painful deaths. Some of these people she knew from childhood. She started to walk towards them from behind the base of the statue they had been hidden behind, but the woman stopped her before she was seen by the Roman soldiers who would recognize her by sight now.
                “Why would he do this? He’s already taken us, taken the city.” She said unable to turn her eyes away from the grisly scene.
                “They were declared subversives, irredeemable enemies of Rome.” The woman said in a broken voice.
                Odessa knew of the endless atrocities that happened in the war. Her own family slaughtered and cut down like wheat in the fields. But this was after the battle had been won. After they had been defeated and their home occupied by the victorious enemy.
                She looked at the broken and pain filled faces of people she had admired, people who had been friends, people whom she loved as tears escaped her eyes. She may have been the last of the royal family, but she was powerless to help them. It was him, that man, who was in power now.
                She watched for some time, her heart aching. When she saw two of her own people going from cross to cross carrying a bucket of water and holding up a sponge on a stick to give them each a drink before going to the next. Odessa saw some hope in this. “Go to the apothecarian, bring him here to me.”
                “He may not come; He may not believe that you sent me.” The woman replied worriedly. Odessa took off her ring which held her royal seal and placed it in her hand.
                She pulled the woman closer and whispered what she wanted to be brought to her, “Go now, swiftly.” The woman quickly took flight as Odessa stepped back by the large statue base to wait. It took a very long time to die by crucifixion. It was one of the most horrid abominations ever devised by the Roman Empire and it could take days. The endless pain the victims suffered from the heat of the hot merciless sun, the pain from the injuries that were inflicted on them before hand, the constant struggle to breathe, it was a horrid unending torture and lingering death. It was just beginning for these 23 of her countries loyal people. She couldn’t save them, but she could still help them.
Consequences
                Odessa was trying to suppress a smile when she heard Coriolanus shouting in anger coming down the hallway towards her room. Apparently he’d been in a vile humor all day as all 23 ‘subversives’ died only 4 hours after being crucified in full view of the population as a warning to any others who harbored plans or even thoughts of undermining the Roman occupation. His legions prided themselves on keeping crucified prisoners alive for at least 3 days and longer. When he approached she moved away from the door.
                They had been investigating all day to find out who it was who was responsible for this act against him. When he entered he stared at her with a dark look, “I believe you forgot to collect something back from your apothecary conspirator.” He shouted throwing her ring at her face. Odessa closed her eyes a moment before looking at him again.
                “What have you done to him?”
                Coriolanus started to circle her, “Nothing. He took some of his own poison that was administered to the traitors before we found him. He delivered his own punishment.” Odessa’s eyes lowered but there was a small quiet smile on her lips that she couldn’t hide. Punishment? No, he had escaped them, undermining their intention of making an example of him as well. He stopped seeing the look on her face and hissed in her ear, “When ordering the fate of the 23, I didn’t realize you should have been strung up with them as the 24^th traitor.”
                “Patriots.” She said forcefully, the word ‘traitor’ grated on her ears each time he said it. “Loyal to their homes and families. All deserving of a hero’s tribute for their bravery and courage.” Odessa snapped.
                “Don’t burden yourself which such thoughts of grief for their families, Princess. They had no families left to mourn them.” He hissed. “The compassion you have for your people is admirable, but what you did today was extremely short sighted and foolish.”
                “You left me alive and made this my responsibility General. You truly expect me to stand idly by while you abuse and torture my defeated countrymen? Haven’t you inflicted enough pain and suffering on this city? You imagine that I would turn a deaf ear when my people cry out in agony for mercy, as you do? My family cared for those under our rule; they looked to us for guidance and protection. I have not forgotten the care and compassion we have always held for them.” She said her back straight.
                “You are nothing more than a relic of a past and dead time in this lands history. You only live because I am allowing it. Each breath you take, each blink of your eyes, every beat of your heart . . . is because I allow it. You no longer rule here or have any standing, these people and all of this land belong to Rome now. Once our work here is done there will be a governor to oversee all affairs and see this country bows to the will of Rome. Everything you have left, even the clothes on your back are yours because I have given them to you. How easy would it be to show you how quickly it all could be taken away.” He said.
                “Why are you here once again under my roof General?” She asked not wanting to be threatened anymore. “Your men didn’t come for me at dusk. I ordered that they be allowed entrance resolved that I would come to you when you sent for me.”
                “No, they didn’t. After seeing your home and how much more luxurious and lavish then my tent could ever be, I decided that I would come to you. Which is why the master bedroom is being prepared for us as we speak.”
                Odessa’s eyes went wide, “My parents’ room?” She said in absolute horror.
                “They are dead. It will be our room now.” He said seriously, “You’ll not sleep here alone another night.”
                She turned and faced him in awe of his audacity. Her parents and family were murdered less than a week ago, their blood was still warm. He would dare come into their house as if it was his own and defile what she held sacred? How dare he presume so much.
                Her breath quickened as her outrage grew. Odessa’s hand found the dagger on the table she’d been standing near and she lashed out slashing at his face, but he moved back out of her reach. She stepped forward slashing again and again but he ducked each time. When in her anger she lunged towards him, he caught her wrist and squeezed twisting it causing her to drop the dagger, then back handed her so hard across the face she fell to the floor stunned.
                Coriolanus shook his head as he looked down at her. “This is the second time you’ve pulled a weapon on me.” He walked over grabbing her arm and jerking her to her feet, “It seems we will have to sweep the grounds and remove sharp objects from your reach.” The general leaned down and picked her up over his shoulder not willing to argue or struggle with her any further. Still furious she punched and clawed at his back trying to make him drop her, but he paid it no mind whatsoever and took her to the master chambers.
Hard Lessons
                Once in the large extremely rich and plush room, Coriolanus set Odessa to her feet dismissing the servants and guards who had been hard at work on the room since he’d sent them. All of her parents personal belongs had been removed, and some of his own belongings had been brought from his camp for his own comfort. She smacked him hard across the face after he had hit her before, and then punched against his chest trying to wrestle free from his grasp.
                Still holding her by the wrist he walked over and snatched the silk rope off of one of the curtains. Turning her around, he forced her face first against the wall. Coriolanus tied her wrists together tight behind her back with the rope before he pulled her arms further up her back and looped the rope around her neck tying it securely in place. If she tried to move her arms to much in an attempt to escape her bonds, she would cut off her air effectively strangling herself.
                He turned her to face him pushing her against the wall again looking into her eyes, “You should have stayed out of my business and concerned yourself with your own fate Princess.” The General took a moment admiring how beautiful she was when she was angry. The way her eyes seemed to shine with rage. There was a slight blush to her cheeks as her blood boiled in her veins. As annoying as her pulling weapons on him was on occasion, there was also something very pleasing that aroused him to see a woman with such skill in her hand and fire in her heart.
                Coriolanus reached up pulling off the broach she wore that held her gown in place tossing it away before opening it and admiring her heaving plump firm bosom. His hand slowly moved over one breast and then the other. “You know, I thought of all the things I would do to this lovely body when I took it again. To show you how pleasurable it could be to lay with an experienced lover.” His hand moved down further over her belly, then her abdomen before slipping between her thighs and grasped her womanhood firmly causing her to jump. She started to struggle but his free had wrapped around her neck shoving her hard back against the wall holding her in place. He slid two fingers between her quivering lips and stroked her clit. “To make your body tingle until your toes curled and your eyes fluttered and rolled back from the pure overwhelming ecstasy.”
                His hands were that of a soldiers who had fought and held a sword all his life with numerous scars and calluses. However they were masterful in their touches as he caressed her.
                “However,” He said leaning close to her face, “With that stunt you pulled this morning, you have done nothing to compel me to reward you in such a generous way. So tonight, I will enjoy you in whatever manner I choose that pleases me.” He wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her off the wall pushing her towards the massive bed.
                As before, the large oversized goblet that had been there on the first night filled to the brim. He picked it up and took a drink, then held it to her lips. Odessa furrowed her brow as she was still tightly and uncomfortably bound. “Aren’t you going to release me?”
                “No.” He said sternly. “Now you are going to have to prove to me how obedient you can be before you earn such a privilege back as your freedom when you come to me.” He held the goblet up to her lips but she clinched her jaw and turned her face away. “If you insist on defying me further, I’ll show you what pain and misery truly are.” He warned starring into her eyes a malicious look in them. It sent a shiver of fear down her spine. Odessa closed her eyes taking a breath to gather her courage. Then she pressed her lips to the goblet taking a deep drink. Coriolanus however, continued to pour it into her mouth making her drink a much greater amount then before, and far more then she wanted. It tasted different somehow; as he forced her to continue drinking until he was satisfied she had had enough for now. She coughed as he put it aside.
                He turned back and grasped her face kissing her deeply, his tongue delving deep into the recesses of her mouth devouring her lips and enjoying her divine taste. After a moment the kiss broke and Odessa gasped for air. Coriolanus reached up and removed her garment the rest of the way, then removing his own clothing.
                She felt sick to her stomach after all the events of the day of having to lie with him again, “No.” She said in despair and started to duck past him, but he easily caught her arm and threw her down onto the bed.
                “Honestly Princess. You disappoint me when you act so childishly.” He sighed in a low tone. He climbed onto the bed crawling over her looking at the beautiful young woman who lay beneath him. Any child sired with her would no doubt be just as enchanting as she was. Leaning down he kissed her deeply once more, savoring her soft lips and sweet taste. He parted her legs with his knees even though she tried to keep them closed as he settled between her thighs holding her tight in his embrace. He body rubbed against hers anxiously. Just the feel of her soft warm skin against his own firm form was enough to arouse him beyond excitement.
                Odessa’s head was pulled far back by the neck which remained tied to her wrists behind her that held her firmly in place if she wanted to breathe. Coriolanus looked down at her a moment before tasting the skin of her neck and chest. He could feel the warmth of her womanhood and that she had become wet from his anxious attentions and manipulations of her body. He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust into her body with one abrupt stroke filling her completely. She gasped in surprise not having been anticipating the sudden violation. Her body tensed tight around him, but she closed her eyes and forced herself to relax remembering the first night he took her and the only words of advice she had received from him.
                His entire body shuttered wanting more of her, all of her, to feel her soft body wrapped around his as her hot sex devoured his shaft with each anxious thrust of his hips. He kissed her neck again before pressing his teeth to her shoulder. He was tempted to bite down and leave his mark on her flawless skin so she would never forget him, but he refrained. There were other ways to leave his mark on this fair young maiden so she would remember him always. Coriolanus ran his tongue across her lips before kissing her once again.
                The General pushed up on his hands as he locked his elbows his arms straight as his hips moved a bit more vigorously, even deeper still until he could feel his throbbing member press against her womb. He felt her body tremble beneath him and with one final stroke he burst deep within her, filling her body with his hot seed causing him to moan in satisfied pleasure.
                Catching his breath he looked down at her and smirked slightly seeing her shiver but her eyes tight closed and her face turned away from him. He leaned down and licked across her neck before finding her lips and taking another kiss. He would never tire of the sensation just touching her gave him.
                Odessa’s mind was elsewhere. She couldn’t forget the agony filled faces of the men and women who were murdered in the city square that morning. She stood and watched as the sponge with water for them to drink was passed to each one, the water that was filled with a strong poison that would quickly put an end to their pain, suffering, and humiliation. The Princess didn’t regret it, giving them a quick and dignified death, and would never apologize for it. No matter what he did to her.
                He pushed himself to his knees before taking her by the shoulders and pulling her to sit up. He wrapped his hand around her throat and kissed her yet again before leaning down and suckling her breasts. He caught each nipple between his teeth flicking it with his tongue before raising his head and massaging each one. He looked at her face but her eyes remained turned away.
                Coriolanus could see she was purposely trying to detach herself but was hardly concerned with it right now. He stood and retrieved the goblet carrying it over to her as he drank from it. Then he held it up to her lips and she closed her eyes. Once again he forced her to drink far more then she wanted. When he took it and replaced it on the table, Odessa felt strange. Something was differently different. Her body felt warm and loose. Her thoughts seem to fade in and out like she had had too much wine. But she had drunk wine in much greater quantities without it having such an effect on her. “What’s happening to me?”
                He moved back to her reaching out lying his hand on her skin, finding how warm she had become. “You are feeling it now, aren’t you. As you should have been the first night we were together. There is a similar mixture you shall begin drinking during the day when we aren’t together to aid in this endeavor.” He sat down on the bed beside her and rested his hand on her leg, moving it anxiously over her quivering skin, squeezing her upper thigh. The General leaned in tasting her shoulder, running his tongue over her clean skin.
                His hand moved to her wet sex and he slipped two fingers inside her causing her to gasp and tense before he withdrew them. He starred into her eyes wrapping his lips around his fingers sucking and running his tongue over them. “Mmmm.” He said never moving his eyes from hers removing his fingers from his mouth before reaching over and sliding them between her lips so she could taste the sweetness too. “I can’t wait to taste you fully.” He whispered into her ear. Odessa was unnerved and horrified when he made her taste herself and started to chomp down on his fingers, but he saw her jaw tense and instantly withdrew them from her mouth grasping her face in his hand. Coriolanus stared sternly into her eyes before he smirked and took a deep kiss from her lips.
                Something about her stubbornness and her continual small acts of defiance were incredibly alluring. She was young, she had lived a privileged and sheltered life, was full of fear, but she fought it and refused to simply fade bade into the shadows and remain silent. She had a fighter’s spirit just waiting for him to tame. Odessa was a strong young woman, but she was going to have to learn her place. Just like her country was learning its new place in the Roman Empire.
                Ready to have her again, he turned her over onto her belly running his hands over her backside and up her back. He could see that she had been pulling against her bonds making the rope tighter on her wrists and it was beginning to cut off her circulation. Coriolanus reached up loosening the rope but not enough to free her. Odessa wasn’t struggling at this point having become very intoxicated.
                Leaning down over her, he pulled her hair back over her shoulder so he could see her face. He kissed her cheek before resting his lips against her ear, “You feel that warmth inside you? Down deep in your belly making your body yearn for me to take you again and again.”
                “No.” She breathed in a half hearted voice trying to remain defiant.
                Coriolanus grinned his hands moving over her shoulders then slid beneath her and took her breasts in his hands holding them firmly in his strong grasp pressing his body against hers. He groaned in his growing anticipation holding her warmth and softness against him.
                He sat up wrapping his hands around her hips and positioned her up on her knees, but pressed her shoulders back down against the bed. With one hard deep thrust his member filled her depths as he began sliding in and out of her quivering body. He had thought before of refraining from taking her in this manner after her reaction and feelings on it were made extremely clear. However he enjoyed it immensely and she had lost any consideration for now having willfully committed such a crime against his authority. He held her tight in place groaning in pleasure as her body engulfed him. His hands moved from her hips down over her back to her abdomen caressing her smooth soft skin in his rough hands. Then they moved down her strong thighs and pulled them further apart so he could gain deeper access inside of her.
                After some time, his hands returned to her hips as he thrust harder and deeper until he released filling her womb once again. He held there for several moments before withdrawing. Grasping her shoulders once again he pulled her up from the bed embracing her tight in his strong arms. He kissed her shoulder and neck turning her to face him and he found her lips kissing her anxiously.
                Reaching up he untied the end of the rope that had been around her neck finding it had left a mark. He gently ran his fingers over it before trailing gentle kisses over the line. It wasn’t his wish to harm her. Coriolanus left her hands tied but made sure her bonds hasn’t grown too tight yet again. He moved her further up on the bed laying her down into the pillows and lay beside her embracing her to him to rest a while before continuing.
                His hand roamed over her loving the feel of her body, caressing her curves down her side over her hip and her thigh. Then he rested it over her flat firm abdomen where his child would soon reside. Inside the womb of a strong and beautiful princess and his line would continue through this country for centuries to come. Rome rewarded her General well.
House Arrest
                Odessa sat at the table starring at the meal that had been set before her. Finally she motioned for one of her ladies to come over to her, “What is this?” She questioned. “This did not come from our kitchen.” She said in disbelief.
                “Yes mistress.” She replied sadly. “Our kitchen staff has been replaced with General Coriolanus’s.”
                A look of utter disgust crossed the Princess’s face. “I am NOT eating Roman food.” She said walking away from the table. “See if there is any fruit left in the palace, or if he has deemed that an enemy of the Roman Empire too.” She said covering her eyes with her hand as the woman bowed before hurrying off to look for what the princess wanted.
                Why did this man feel the need to invade her home? Was it not enough that he plundered her body each night like some pirate? Each day she found herself confronted with some new horror he was inflicting on her home. Twice he had made her accompany him from the palace, and both times it was for the same reason. Another show of power, to show her people that their princess was just as conquered and powerless as the rest of their country. She was made to walk behind him, and on occasion he would touch her placing his hands on her person in some way. No one ever touched members of the royal family, it was forbidden. Making it all the more necessary for Coriolanus to demonstrate that now he and the Roman Empire were above her, making her subservient to him. It was humiliating, but she supposed that the situation could be worse. He could strip her naked and take her body in the middle of the city square for all to see just how much he dominated their princess who had remained pure her entire life. One could always be thankful for small mercies.
                “You waited for me I see.” She heard Coriolanus say as he entered the room going to the table of food. He was very pleased with the spread that had been laid out for supper. His favorite foods that hadn’t been able to be prepared without a proper kitchen. “Come, we should eat while it is still hot.” He said motioning for her to join him.
                “I find myself without an appetite.” She said still disgusted with the change in menu.
                “Nonsense. I’ve been told you’ve not eaten today. I imagine you are quite famished after last night’s activities.” He said reaching out picking up a morsel and eating it.
                “What did you do with my kitchen staff.” She said in an annoyed tone.
                “Nothing. To my knowledge they still prepare and serve food to this household.” He said picking up his wine glass taking a drink. His eyes turned towards her and he smirked. “Ah, I see.” He walked over to her, “You are cross because your diet has been interrupted with something you are not accustomed to.” She didn’t answer him and he reached out taking her arm walking her to the table and sitting her down. “It seems unlikely to me that you have had a chance to enjoy Roman food as you have never left this country.” He took a seat next to her.
                “Nor do I intend to begin now.” She said clinching her jaw.
                “Hmm.” He took another drink of his wine. “Tell me Odessa, what has your stubbornness and defiance achieved you thus far?” He questioned. “Has it benefited you in any capacity? Or has it simply made life more difficult for you then need be?” Coriolanus looked at her again, “There is no struggle, no battle left to fight. You should probably stop trying to find opportunities to create one.”
                Odessa was exhausted. The more she tried to resist him the more persistent he was in his showing her she had no choice in the matter and repeatedly proving that her will was no match for his. She turned her eyes down and gave a nod in surrender.
                A small smile appeared on his lips and reached out setting down his wine before pulling one of the plates of food closer to them picking it up. He started to reach for a bite but her hand shot up and caught his wrist inspecting his hand to make certain he was clean. Then she released it finding he had washed before coming in.
                Coriolanus arched a brow before taking a small amount holding it up to her lips, “Open.” He said after a moment. Odessa shot him a look finding this rather patronizing and incredibly degrading. However she knew he wouldn’t be above shoving it down her throat if she didn’t play along. Reluctantly, and feeling like an infant, she opened her mouth and he placed the food on her tongue. She closed her mouth and sighed chewing the meat. She was surprised to find it moist, tender and the seasoning used on it made it absolutely delicious. The General saw she was pleasantly surprised and enjoying the taste even though she turned her face away and was doing her best not to show it. He smiled eating some as well.
                Reaching over he took another small bite from a different dish and placed it in her mouth again. Odessa chewed finding it just as delectable as the meat he had had her try.
                He knew she was still struggling with her pride, a sin that was perhaps nearly impossible to overcome. He was far to acquainted as it was a sin he himself suffered. “You don’t sleep at night when you lay by my side.” He said watching her as she began to eat on her own; it seemed she was quite hungry after all. “Each time I wake, I find your eyes open and staring into nothing.”
                “It’s difficult to rest when there is no feeling in your hands except pain.” She said simply.
                The General picked up her wine glass and gave it to her. She took a drink before putting it back down. “It needn’t continue in such a way.” He said studying her face. “Are you ready now to submit to me, and accept me as your lover? Or must I continue to bind you to ensure your cooperation?”
                Odessa looked away a moment and closed her eyes. Was there no end to this nightmare? She opened her eyes keeping them turned away, “Tell me of your wife, and your son.” She said in a low tone.
                Coriolanus looked at her when she said that, “What?”
                She took a breath, “Virgillia your wife, and young Martius your son. Tell me of them.”
                “How do you know of them?” He questioned.
                Odessa half laughed in disbelief at his surprise, “Your men adore and worship you like a God. You’ve filled my house with them. Do you think they are mute, or that we are deaf?”
                He was still a bit caught off guard by her questions before taking another bite of food. “What do you wish to know?”
                “Is she beautiful? Odessa began.
                “Very much so. She’s very loyal and worries over me when I am away. As I imagine she worries for me now. But she isn’t alone, my mother keeps her company.” He answered.
                “And your son? He is obviously named for you.” She asked.
                “He has his mother’s yellow hair, but he has my look about him. He is strong and fearless. It seems he grows a lifetime each time I return from a campaign.” He admitted. “I have no doubt he’ll have grown again when I return from this one.” He shook his head slightly thinking about his family. He did miss them very much. “Why do you want to know these things?”
                “You sound like you have a very loving family. That adores you as your men do.” She said softly. “Will you leave my house, my bed and return to them once you are finished with me?”
                “Of course I will. I told you already that this is how it works.” He answered.
                Odessa stood and stepped away from the table, “So the sooner you have finished with me . . . the sooner you’ll go back to Rome and take your legions with you.”
                “Some of them. Many will stay to enforce the law and keep the peace.” He corrected.
                “But you will be gone.”
                Coriolanus stared at her before standing from the table walking towards her. Odessa turned away not really wanting to talk to him face to face at this moment. “You hate and despise me so much; you cannot wait for me to leave?” That seemed like an obvious answer she didn’t need to give. He smirked and wrapped his arms around her speaking softly into her ear, “It seems as though I’ll have to change your mind about that princess.” Coriolanus pressed his body against hers holding her tight against him. Perhaps she was finally ready to learn what real pleasure could be had.
To be Continued . . . . .
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