#390625 - 10 sestercies! he says, and she looks down on him, a tall man, a heavy man, sturdy as a baobab tree, and she wonders if he is going to be her new owner, is he the one who will bring her home and spread her, and ram his black cock into her virgin cunt, is he going to be the one? Or is he simply buying merchandise, selling her in the sub-saharan countries, in Kush or Nubia, to some noble or king for his harem or his household? 15 sestercies! she hears from off to the side, and she looks and sees a trio of germanic mercenaries, pooling their money, veterans of many battles, their bodies as scarred as their minds, used to violence and rapine, looking to buy some R&R, some little sweetheart of the garrison, a girl they can pass from bed to bed in the barracks.