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There were many things he was supposed to be doing. 

Gaius had one ambition and that was to taste all the fruits of the Domus Venus. It did not take him long to arrive in the location necessary. He had lost count of the amount of times he had made the trek to the venue, walked through the doors and soon caught sight of the beauties that surrounded him. It made him feel alive, and temporarily he could forget the obligations he had towards the state and to his nagging stepmother. His eyes lit up brightly as he walked through. Dancers, performers, and people performing intimate acts surrounded him. This must have been how the Gods on Mount Olympus felt. He looked at one large breasted woman as she walked past, garbed in transparent silk that only highlighted the curves of her body and was soon distracted by another. 

In the past, he had heard her name spoken and did not particularly know her. It did not take him long to have wine provided for him and he casually held the goblet in his hand. Finally, he found her. She was reclining on a sofa and flirting with a Senator. He could not recall his name at the moment, but had a nagging feeling that he knew his stepmother. A wicked smirk appeared on his face and walked towards them both. Reclined beside them on his stomach, rested his clean-shaven chin on the palms of his hands and smiled. The other potential client looked shocked, then uncomfortable and it did not take long for him to stutter an excuse before he left. 

"You must be Justinia," Gaius said, and not without a hint of smugness to his voice. Slowly he rolled onto his back with his arms folded behind his head with a cocky grin. "I promise," He added, reached out the goblet for her to hold and let it go. If she took it, she took it... if not... "I will make it up to you, and I can assure you that business would be more pleasurable with me than what it would have been with him." 

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Justinia was finally...accustomed to the Domus Venus. She knew how things worked and what she needed to do to pull in clients. Unlike some, she never felt like she was competing with the other prostitutes. Justinia was only surviving, and even if she was just good enough, she would still be there.

Luckily for her, she was still the new girl. Everyone wanted a piece of her, and she even got compliments for how good she was despite her lack of experience. As long as people talked about her, she could be here for years and not be sent to the mine. It didn’t hurt that she was only eighteen too—one of the younger ones at the brothel.

She was flirting with an older man, one she assumed was a Senator. On busy evenings, she often wore her rich blue transparent silk that one of her customers bought for her.  She giggled at the man’s jokes and the conversation was pleasant, but it was a conversation she had a million times before.

Out of nowhere, another man came rushing in. He laid flat on a sofa and looked at the two of them. Justinia couldn’t help but laugh, and the man she was with got up and left. 

“I am,” she said with a smile. “And you are spontaneous, dominus!” She chuckled. He did come out of nowhere and it was amusing. As long as he was her new customer, she would be fine. She took the goblet and drank from it. 

He then said business would be more pleasurable with him. She got that line more than he probably thought she did. She flipped her hair over her shoulder with her free hand. “Well I am glad. You certainly seem like you have more...stamina than the older gentleman.” She winked at the man. 

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Gaius' massive ego grew to the size of a small sun.

And it was already incredibly large to begin with. 

With a groan he walked along on his elbows towards her, rolled onto his back and grinned. "Spontaneous? Don't you mean daring, brave and filled with manly virtue?" He asked. Gaius was no above praising himself, and many could blame these boastings on being drunk. Gaius, however, just loved to praise himself continuously. He grinned wide at the mention of stamina and certainly hoped he had more than that grey-haired old fool.

"Of course I do!" Gaius exclaimed, laughed and grinned. He could not remember what her specialities were when he was told them or perhaps it was just when he heard that she was new to the establishment. Naturally, he had to sample every single beauty who walked through the doors. 

"So, Justinia, what may I ask are your specialities?" Gaius asked. There were some prostitutes who specialised solely in oral sex with one of them even referred to as. 'The Mouth'. While others had an array of different skills, specialities, and gifts to seduce their clients with. 

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Justinia, from working at the Venus, knew how to work men both physically and mentally. Most of the men that came in the brothel were beyond rich, and most of them were Senators. Both made one have an inflated ego, so Justinia always complimenting her potential customers never hurt. 


“All of those, on top of being spontaneous,” she said with a smile. “And those are traits all women would look for in a man. It seems like you must be one of the few perfect men in Rome.” She smirked, looking intrigued at the man. 

When he said that he had more stamina than the older gentleman, she laughed with him. It was only natural that a younger man had more stamina than an older man, but he was very confident in himself. She wondered how he would handle her, if he choose to do so. 

“My specialities?” She playfully said. “I can go for a long, long time dominus. And in those hours I can do many things.” Justinia raised an eyebrow. “I once had a senator rent me out for eight hours, and by the time we were finished, he slept for twelve at his home. I was still ready for more.” Though Justinia wasn’t a fan of being at the Venus, she was fantastic at what she did and great at playing the part. “And so I’m curious about your stamina and if you’re able to...keep up.” She realized that, not only did men like to be complimented, they also liked a challenge. 

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Gaius knew it was flattery, still, he was more than willing to sip from that cup. 

Perfect man? Goodness. That was straight to the point.

"Only one of the few perfect men?" He gasped, a hand placed on his chest in mock frustration and then it moved to his forehead in pretend exasperation. Yet the specialities was the reason why he had come. Something could always be said for experience. Gaius had many intimate encounters over the years. But eight hours? Gaius raised his eyebrows, and had to question the validity of that. There is a chance that they were doing other things rather than the act itself. Despite the knowledge of how the body worked and functioned. Gaius was absolutely willing to give into exaggeration. And, like any good courtesan, she back it up with a challenge. Gaius tilted his head backwards and chuckled in amusement. While he was aware of it... he was certainly willing to buy into it. 

"Eight hours?! Were you attempting to kill the poor old bastard?" Gaius exclaimed. No doubt he would sleep for twelve hours if he ever managed to wake up after spending time with her time that. Like a moth to the flame, he was all too willing to take her up on that challenge. His virtus depended on it! 

"I guess I will have to try, and should I fail?" Gaius asked then shrugged. "I guess I will have to try again, and again til I get it right." 

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Justinia thrives off of stories to tell her other customers. She always had something that they wanted to hear. Sometimes customers wanted to be jealous, other times they wanted to be comforted. And the cocky man in front of her was definitely one to take up a challenge. Because of Justinia’s young age and how she was a body slave for a very demanding man the last couple of years, she outlasted all of the men that came into the Venus. She figured that the man in front of her would present a challenge—unless it was really just him talking up a big game. 

“Kill? Oh no, dominus. He got much pleasure out of it. He almost passed out from how many times he finished.” She smiled. The man who had her for eight hours was not as good as some men who came to the Venus, but his wife must have left him without physical pleasure for some time if he had her for so long. 

She chuckled when he did that if he failed, he would try again and again. “It sounds like something that any woman would hope for, a man who never gives up,” she said brushing her hair back. “I’ll make sure we have plenty of wine to keep yourself hydrated and some bread to have something in your system.” 

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