Chapter 25: An Act of Humiliation
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The night had come and pass, and in the dawn of the following day Marcellus stood within the city of Rome, bound, chained, and naked. He was not the slightest bit ashamed of his actions, nor his appearance, as he noticed the lustful gazes the women of the ancient capital were giving him. With a slight wink, he immediately gained the favor of many young women, who he knew would be glad to help “mend” his wounds after his sentence had been fulfilled.
Such a shameful response to his predicament caused the men in the crowd to cry out in fury. Many of their wives and daughters had been staring at the chiselled and scarred body of the Roman General since the moment the guards stripped him of his clothes.
“Traitor!”
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“Scum!”
The men in the crowd hurled their insults while the women said a silent prayer for his safety. After all, the effect of the lash could easily kill a man if he endured too many. Honorius gazed upon the scene with a wicked smile on his face as he issued the sentence to begin.
“Titus Claudius Marcellus, for bringing humiliation to the Glory of Rome, I hereby sentence you to walk in shame towards the cathedral at the lower level of the city, and repent to the lord God Almighty for your crimes.”
Marcellus gazed back upon Honorius with a smug smirk on his face, spitting on the floor as if to taunt the Emperor, whose face darkened when he witnessed such an unseemly sight. As for Placidia, she was standing by her brother’s side, struggling to keep her eyes away from Marcellus’ lower half. After all, it was her first time seeing such a thing. When the emperor noticed this, he frowned before issuing the order to commence the sentence.
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With the wave of a hand, the guards who escorted Marcellus pulled back their whips before leaving a violent lash on the defeated General’s back. The sting of the leather strips as they flayed the flesh from his bones nearly brought Marcellus to his knees, however he simply gritted his teeth and endured the process as he marched forward in the streets.
As he passed by the uneducated plebeians, they continued to hurl their insults while tossing refuse at him, staining his body with filth. Every few steps, the crack of the whip resounded in the air, and blood spilled onto the stone streets of Rome.
At a certain point, Marcellus passed by his villa, where Sigefrida and Aeliana stared at him in disbelief. They never thought that Honorius would make him pay such a heavy price for his mistakes. Sigefrida could feel the icy gaze that her master’s mother was giving her from behind, as if the woman blamed her for this unfortunate event.
Marcellus gazed upon his slave and mother and simply smiled. However, in the next moment, the whip stripped more flesh from his back, causing the man to grimace in pain. He could not keep up the facade for long, and thus he continued his walk of shame. Sigefrida had every urge to rush forward and rescue her master when she saw such cruelty inflicted upon him, but Aeliana stopped her by grabbing hold of her wrist and slapping her across the face.
“You dumb bitch! He is in this mess because of you. If you try to interfere, you will only worsen his sentence! Learn to use your fucking brain!”
A red palm print stained itself upon the barbarian women’s otherwise flawless appearance as she welled up in tears. She could not believe she had caused such suffering to her master. The poor girl had every instinct to jump upon Marcellus’ sword, and pa
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The night had come and pass, and in the dawn of the following day Marcellus stood within the city of Rome, bound, chained, and naked. He was not the slightest bit ashamed of his actions, nor his appearance, as he noticed the lustful gazes the women of the ancient capital were giving him. With a slight wink, he immediately gained the favor of many young women, who he knew would be glad to help “mend” his wounds after his sentence had been fulfilled.
Such a shameful response to his predicament caused the men in the crowd to cry out in fury. Many of their wives and daughters had been staring at the chiselled and scarred body of the Roman General since the moment the guards stripped him of his clothes.
“Traitor!”
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If you want to read more chapters, please visit NovelNext.Com to experience faster update speed
“Scum!”
The men in the crowd hurled their insults while the women said a silent prayer for his safety. After all, the effect of the lash could easily kill a man if he endured too many. Honorius gazed upon the scene with a wicked smile on his face as he issued the sentence to begin.
“Titus Claudius Marcellus, for bringing humiliation to the Glory of Rome, I hereby sentence you to walk in shame towards the cathedral at the lower level of the city, and repent to the lord God Almighty for your crimes.”
Marcellus gazed back upon Honorius with a smug smirk on his face, spitting on the floor as if to taunt the Emperor, whose face darkened when he witnessed such an unseemly sight. As for Placidia, she was standing by her brother’s side, struggling to keep her eyes away from Marcellus’ lower half. After all, it was her first time seeing such a thing. When the emperor noticed this, he frowned before issuing the order to commence the sentence.
This chapter upload first at NovelBin.Net
With the wave of a hand, the guards who escorted Marcellus pulled back their whips before leaving a violent lash on the defeated General’s back. The sting of the leather strips as they flayed the flesh from his bones nearly brought Marcellus to his knees, however he simply gritted his teeth and endured the process as he marched forward in the streets.
As he passed by the uneducated plebeians, they continued to hurl their insults while tossing refuse at him, staining his body with filth. Every few steps, the crack of the whip resounded in the air, and blood spilled onto the stone streets of Rome.
At a certain point, Marcellus passed by his villa, where Sigefrida and Aeliana stared at him in disbelief. They never thought that Honorius would make him pay such a heavy price for his mistakes. Sigefrida could feel the icy gaze that her master’s mother was giving her from behind, as if the woman blamed her for this unfortunate event.
Marcellus gazed upon his slave and mother and simply smiled. However, in the next moment, the whip stripped more flesh from his back, causing the man to grimace in pain. He could not keep up the facade for long, and thus he continued his walk of shame. Sigefrida had every urge to rush forward and rescue her master when she saw such cruelty inflicted upon him, but Aeliana stopped her by grabbing hold of her wrist and slapping her across the face.
“You dumb bitch! He is in this mess because of you. If you try to interfere, you will only worsen his sentence! Learn to use your fucking brain!”
A red palm print stained itself upon the barbarian women’s otherwise flawless appearance as she welled up in tears. She could not believe she had caused such suffering to her master. The poor girl had every instinct to jump upon Marcellus’ sword, and pa
The night had come and pass, and in the dawn of the following day Marcellus stood within the city of Rome, bound, chained, and naked. He was not the slightest bit ashamed of his actions, nor his appearance, as he noticed the lustful gazes the women of the ancient capital were giving him. With a slight wink, he immediately gained the favor of many young women, who he knew would be glad to help mend his wounds after his sentence had been fulfilled.Such a shameful response to his predicament caused the men in the crowd to cry out in fury. Many of their wives and daughters had been staring at the chiselled and scarred body of the Roman General since the moment the guards stripped him of his clothes.Traitor!This chapter upload first at NovelBin.NetIf you want to read more chapters, please visit NovelNext.Com to experience faster update speed Scum!The men in the crowd hurled their insults while the women said a silent prayer for his safety. After all, the effect of the lash could easily kill a man if he endured too many. Honorius gazed upon the scene with a wicked smile on his face as he issued the sentence to begin.Titus Claudius Marcellus, for bringing humiliation to the Glory of Rome, I hereby sentence you to walk in shame towards the cathedral at the lower level of the city, and repent to the lord God Almighty for your crimes.Marcellus gazed back upon Honorius with a smug smirk on his face, spitting on the floor as if to taunt the Emperor, whose face darkened when he witnessed such an unseemly sight. As for Placidia, she was standing by her brother's side, struggling to keep her eyes away from Marcellus' lower half. After all, it was her first time seeing such a thing. When the emperor noticed this, he frowned before issuing the order to commence the sentence.This chapter upload first at NovelBin.NetWith the wave of a hand, the guards who escorted Marcellus pulled back their whips before leaving a violent lash on the defeated General's back. The sting of the leather strips as they flayed the flesh from his bones nearly brought Marcellus to his knees, however he simply gritted his teeth and endured the process as he marched forward in the streets.As he passed by the uneducated plebeians, they continued to hurl their insults while tossing refuse at him, staining his body with filth. Every few steps, the crack of the whip resounded in the air, and blood spilled onto the stone streets of Rome.At a certain point, Marcellus passed by his villa, where Sigefrida and Aeliana stared at him in disbelief. They never thought that Honorius would make him pay such a heavy price for his mistakes. Sigefrida could feel the icy gaze that her master's mother was giving her from behind, as if the woman blamed her for this unfortunate event. Marcellus gazed upon his slave and mother and simply smiled. However, in the next moment, the whip stripped more flesh from his back, causing the man to grimace in pain. He could not keep up the facade for long, and thus he continued his walk of shame. Sigefrida had every urge to rush forward and rescue her master when she saw such cruelty inflicted upon him, but Aeliana stopped her by grabbing hold of her wrist and slapping her across the face.You dumb bitch! He is in this mess because of you. If you try to interfere, you will only worsen his sentence! Learn to use your fucking brain!A red palm print stained itself upon the barbarian women's otherwise flawless appearance as she welled up in tears. She could not believe she had caused such suffering to her master. The poor girl had every instinct to jump upon Marcellus' sword, and pa
