The Fallen Spartan King

Leonidas was awakened by the sound of a loud thud from outside of his prison cell. 

A sense of numbness was clouding the Spartan King's mind as he attempted to make out his surroundings. He felt the coldness of the paved rocks underneath him sending shivers down his spine, making him realize that he was dressed in nothing but his worn-out warrior skirt. 

As he tried to move his limbs, the strapping Greek warrior suddenly felt a sudden and stinging feeling emanating from every part of his upper body, particularly on his chest and nipples where traces of red bite marks could be seen.

An unpleasant memory from the night before suddenly flashed in his mind which caused him to shudder in disgust. He whimpered when he recalled the repulsive sight of his nemesis - King Xerxes, along with his equally perverted advisor, Dario, salivating and gnawing on his poor nipples and muscles for what seemed like an eternity. He tried to shake his head in his bid to suppress the memory.  

Never has he thought in his life that he would end up in the state that he was then. When he agreed to surrender himself to the Persian King in the aftermath of the battle of Thermopylae, he didn't know that he had given not only his life, but also his dignity, by becoming a mere muscle slave for Xerxes to play and take pleasure in. 

But the former king knew that it was a necessary price to pay.  He was given a choice by Xerxes to either save his men and kingdom by surrendering himself, or watch them die and perish from the face of the earth. For as much as he believed in the Spartan's conduct of honor, he couldn't fathom the guilt over sending his men into a futile war and to have his fellow Spartan back home be slaughtered mercilessly. 

"For Sparta" Leonidas whispered with his closed eyes in between his breathing to remind himself again of what he was here in the first place. He also always found himself soothed mentally by reciting the mantra. 

The temporary moment of calmness, however, was abruptly ended when someone opened his cell gate.

"Hope you had a good rest, Leonidas" 

It was Dario, who was accompanied by his two henchmen. The lanky Persian lieutenant proceeded to sit onto the bedrock on the other edge of the cell. He was fully dressed in his regal robe, providing a contrast to Leonidas's half naked state of the fate of the two men who came from the same noble background. 

The Spartan King didn't respond to the sneer but he could feel the rage building up inside his body as he stared into the soul of one of the men he despised the most. It was more infuriating to see how Dario's eyes were flagrantly sizing up on him as if he was a piece of meat. 

"I don't think I can ever be less in awe to see how breathtaking your physique is, oh my Spartan King, let alone forget how it tastes from last night" The lewd man mentally assailed the defeated king as he began to lick his lips and stroke on his hardening member through his tunic. 

Fueled with rage, Leonidas clenched his fists in his effort to contain his agitation over his nemesis who was verbally assaulting him and taking pleasure over his hard-earned body. He was so close to lunging at the feeble man, but he stopped himself when he saw Dario's henchmen drawing their spears onto him. 

"There's no need for this" Dario then guided his soldiers to lower their spears. He then rose from his seat and walked, without any fear, to where Leonidas sat. He stopped his stride when he was standing just a foot away from the defeated King, towering over the prisoner.  

"Rise and assume your position" Dario then commanded Leonidas.

After about ninety days of servitude, Leonidas had become accustomed to the typical rites and 'inspection' session that his nemesis would subject him to do. In the early days, he would balk and resist to obey, but after series of punishment and lessons learned, he realized that resistance was futile especially since the fate of his Spartan men and kingdom were at stakes. 

Dario watched in glee as the most venerable Spartan soldier slowly rose from his seat and kneel in front of him. He could feel his cock throbbing from just seeing the muscular man, who had every strength to overpower him, obeying his order even if hesitantly as he can see from the prisoner's piercing stares. 

"Good choice" Dario then grabbed onto the fallen King's hair before he began inspecting his subject up close by first circling on the kneeling muscular hunk, whose gaze were then set on the floor. 

Dario licked his lips when he saw Leonidas's pectoral and abdominal muscles ripple as the fallen king squared his shoulders and tried to control his breathing. Vivid images of him and Xerxes together licking and feeling up the warm and firm muscles last night while the fallen Spartan king moaned in his bonds were enough to stir his dick beneath his robe. 

To his further delight, Dario also noticed that the Spartan king was slyly flexing his muscles further just as the lieutenant let his fingers graze and knead over Leonidas's back and shoulders. 

"You're learning very quickly." Dario complimented, which sounded more like a degrading remark to the humiliated Spartan. 

Leonidas hated the idea of putting on a show to his nemesis but Dario had made it a requirement for the Spartan slave to display his most prime shape during these humiliating sessions at all times. And to avoid from being punished, he continued to play by the rules. He curled his arms to ensure his globe-like biceps were displayed in their most glorious form.

"Outstanding" Dario remarked as he held onto the tensed arms and biceps. 

Dario took his time to assess the firmness of Leonidas' left bulging biceps by kneading on the mounds. He smiled after knowing that the muscle remained as hard as rock despite the strength-draining session last night. The Persian lieutenant went on to do the same thing for Leonidas' other arm.

Dario saved Leonidas's well-developed pectoral and abdominals - his favorite part of the Spartan king's upper body - the last.  To assess them, he went on to kneel right in front of Leonidas and slowly moved closer to the hunk until he was breathing over the stud's neck. 

Leonida's breathing became more laborious when he felt Dario's left hand pushing his back forward and while the other straddle around his ripped abdominals. The Spartan king knew where this was going so he took a huge breath and slightly flared his shoulders to expand his chest muscles, to brace for what is in store. 

Dario smiled when he saw Leonidas' pecs swelling before his very eyes. It didn't take a while for him to go on to latch his mouth onto Leonidas's then erect, and inviting right nipple. 

"Ohhhrgh!" Leonidas moaned in response to the swift and surging sensation on his nipples as the muscles in his entire body tensed up. 

Leonidas noticed how his nipples had become significantly more sensitive since before he was captured, judging from how quickly his cock was coming to life in response. This was all thanks to the amount of attention given by his perpetrators during his torture and hard labor sessions to the poor nubs. 

He shuddered even more when he could feel Dario intensifying his assault by periodically biting and lapping on his poor nub. He closed his eyes in his effort to accommodate the intense sensation from his nipple.

Dario was taking his time to salivate over Leonidas' succulent nipple, circling the areolas and darting the nipple with his tongue at every interval. He cherished the feeling of Leonidas' muscles rippling and undulating in between his hands and tongue, especially when he buried his fingers into the crevices of Leonidas's eight packed abdominals. There was something very arousing and satisfying to witness the very man he feared the most was submissively flexing his muscles just for the sake of his pleasures. 

After about thirty seconds, Dario then switched on to Leonidas's other vulnerable nipple and repeated the same ritual, leaving the Spartan hunk moaning ceaselessly.

For as much as he felt betrayed by his own body, Leonidas couldn't deny the pleasurable sensation that was coursing through his veins and body. The humiliated actually felt distressed when Dario stopped his assault as it denied him from climaxing. He arched his shoulders forward and let out a huge gasp. 

Dario's eyes wondered down below Leonidas's navel only to be delighted when he saw the Spartan King's cock already throbbing hard through the skirt. 

"Excellent" Dario remarked. 

Without saying anything else, the Persian man then rose up and moved back to appraise his prized possession from above once again. He noticed Leonidas was clinching his fists, and became aroused by the mere spectacle. In his mind, he began to imagine the mental and physical struggle that the former King had to endure throughout the short but highly humiliating session. 

He then could hear the fallen soldier inaudibly chanting "For Sparta" in between his breath. 

"That's right. Remember why you are here. You will need a lot of that self-reassurance for tonight's session" Dario said as he walked back towards the entry door. 

"King Xerxes has invited his esteemed guest over for a dinner. He has requested you be primed up for the occasion." Dario further explained. 

"Let's just say that this special guest has quite a knack on inflicting pain and humiliation on his subjects. He also loves his men very muscular, so I hope you put on as good, or even better, show as today for tonight" 

The Persian aristocrat then left the cell and asked his guards to start the usual hard labor routine for the Spartan King to start with the priming up process. 

9pm

Back in the lavish dining hall, King Xerxes could be heard laughing heartily with his guest as they shared their stories of their latest conquests. They were just about to be done with their feasts when Dario entered the hall.

"Ah there you are, my favorite Lieutenant! I was just about to call you to finally provide us the main entertainment for tonight, which I believe our dear guest - Lord Saladeen - has been waiting eagerly for a while!" Xerxes said.  

"My Lords, apologies to make you wait. Let me introduce you to our subject for the night - King Leonidas of Sparta!" 

Leonidas then emerged from the lofty dining hall door, accompanied by two Persian guards on his sides. He was dressed in a Spartan warrior gear san the body armor but complete with the majestic headgear and crimson red cloak which drapes perfectly over his muscular shoulders and back. His arms were shackled in front of his heavily perspiring half naked torso, which was bulging with muscles in all the right places. Even if he was somewhat dressed, Leonidas felt for some reason more humiliated than ever.

The King of Sparta was breathing heavily as he walked slowly towards the center of the hall. 

"Goodness gracious, Xerxes. He is more beautiful than what the lore describes him to be" Saladeen exclaimed as he reveled at the majestic and stunning human standing stoically in the center of the u-shaped dining tables. 

"He is indeed, my dear friend. Wait until you see what he can do tonight" Xerxes responded.

At this point, the guards had left the Spartan soldier standing by himself. Leonidas gulped when he saw wines and meat displayed excessively in front of him. He had not had anything to drink or eat since the piece of bread he was given in the morning.

"My Lords, I shall inform you that our subject has tirelessly worked through the hard labor over the day as you can see from his prime shape for the night." Dario went on to enlighten his King and the esteemed guest, which revolted Leonidas simply because it sounds like as he was intentionally doing it for their pleasure. But he knew well enough not to keep his mouth shout and let Dario carry on the show.

Dario had made its way to join the Spartan King in the middle of the room. He then proceeded to unlock the chain that was binding Leonidas's hands. The Persian lieutenant then circled behind Leonidas before ordering him to assume the required position.

Hesitantly at first, he strapping Spartan king went on to do exactly as he commanded. He dropped his knees on the floor, straightened his back and curled his arms just enough until the muscles on his arms were bulging faultlessly. Leonidas then slightly jutted his chest forward while keeping his canyon-like abdominals fully flexed as he waited anxiously for the next command.

Lord Saladeen gasped when he saw Leonidas's muscles all coming to life as the once glorified King obediently displayed his muscular body for the pleasure of his adversaries. He grabbed on his loin when Dario slowly removed the crimson cloak off Leonidas to contain his hardening prick, while basked at Leonidas's magnificent shoulder and back which were rippling and glistening in sweat. 

Xerxes watched in glee from his seat at how his guests had responded to the reveal. 

"Dario, can you also perhaps remove his mask to let our dear guest appreciate our subject's beautiful face?" The Persian King commanded.

"With pleasure, My Lord" Dario then removed the Spartan head gear, which elicited another gasp from Lord Saladeen. 

It was the first time that the Persian lord had seen the Spartan King face, which were adorned by the most beautiful and manly features: deep set of hazel-colored eyes, strong jawline and nose. Before the session, Dario had asked the guards to properly groom Leonidas's full beard and cut his hair short just as Lord Saladeen requested, which further accentuated the former King's physical attractiveness.

"I am at loss of words" Saladeen sighed once again. 

As his perpetrators enjoyed basking at his beauty, Leonidas was feeling more uneasy. He became a bit more anxious knowing that his every movement is being closely watched by the hungry eyes of his perpetrators, who all have peculiarly high attention to details. He started to also consciously breath through his chest, to ensure that his abdominal muscles remain taut at all times.

 "My King, may I inspect him myself?" Saladeen then queried. 

"Ah yes please, feel free to do so"

Lord Saladeen didn't waste any time to rise from his seat to walk towards where Leonidas was kneeling. The Persian nobleman was frail and puny in size - even when standing he was only slightly taller than the kneeling Spartan King. But this was proven to be an advantage for him as it made him more mobile to assess his muscular subject up close. 

Saladeen started off by allowing his pointing finger grazed onto Leonidas's taut left pecs, and slowly moved it to trace the outer contour of the muscle mounds. It was soon joined by his other fingers when they were travelling down south to slither themselves into the deep crevices of Leonidas's abdominal walls. Leonidas responded by contracting his stomach muscles, which delighted Saladeen further as he enjoyed the feeling of the drenched and warm muscles massaging his fingers. 

"There is no doubt he has the most gifted body I have ever laid my hands on" Saladeen complimented. 

The Persian aristocrat then also placed his other hand onto Leonidas's shoulders before moving down to cup on the oversized biceps. He tried to squeeze it but Leonidas's biceps were harder than a steel, a fact that further pleases the sexually charged guest. 

As Saladeen further caressed Leonidas's body, Dario had kept his hands onto Leonidas's bulging traps, to keep the Spartan King in place. These small actions have significant repercussion to Leonidas' mental state, as it made him feel completely like a sexual object. 

"Not an ounce of fat. Outstanding" Saladeen further exclaimed.

"Indeed, my Lord. He has been deprived of water and food so that his muscles are showing to their maximum potential tonight. Just as you requested" Dario explained to highlight his knowledge of human anatomy. 

"I must ask though - is he as strong as he appears to be?" Saladeen inquired.

"My dear friend, he is the strongest among all the slaves we've had. But of course, you are free to test his strength as you will" Xerxes replied from behind.

"Marvelous. Yes, lets have him drop his arms on the floor to do a couple more labor." The guest demanded.

"As you wish. You heard him, slave." Dario then ordered Leonidas.

The Spartan hunk went on to do as he was told. As he dropped his arms on the floor, raised his knees and attempted to keep his torso off the floor, he could feel the tension on his abdominals and shoulders building up. 

Just as he was about to balance his body, Saladeen unexpectedly let himself sit just on top of Leonidas's spine which exerted a heavy pressure on the muscled hunk already tired arms and upper body. The Spartan hunk grunted as he tried his best to keep his now much heavier bodyweight to float.

What happened next was not only physically challenging, but also mentally humiliating. 

Saladeen had made himself comfortable lying face down onto Leonidas's wide and undulating back, with his hands erotically straddling over Leonidas' abdominal mounds and arms. 

"Uhhhhhrgh" Leonidas grimaced in distress as he endured through the physical and mental assault. 

"Bend your elbows and lower your body to the floor, without touching letting your body touch the floor. And then move your body upwards again. Repeat for 50 times" Saladeen then whispered in Leonidas's ears.

Leonidas gulped before finally moving his limbs as requested. Despite Saladeen's small size, the added weight was still quite a challenge for the hunk especially after more than five hours of hard labor that he was subjected to before this session. 

Nevertheless, the king of Sparta was determined not to fail the test and prove himself that he could endure whatever his nemesis had in store for him. And so, he braced himself and performed the required sets.

The Spartan hunk managed to do the next thirty repetition quite smoothly.

Throughout this time, Saladeen hands never stopped kneading and caressing on the rippling muscle mounds underneath him. He was delighted to know that his muscular subject was responsive and actually kept his stomach tight throughout the time, causing the Persian nobleman cock to harden.

"Ohh, that feels so nice" Saladeen squirmed as he continued on feeling up Leonidas's swelling muscles while he began to slowly hump his hips onto Leonidas's back.  

Leonidas could feel Saladeen's throbbing cock swaying on his spine and felt disgusted. The constant licking on his ears and shoulders as well as kneading on his strained shoulders were also quite a huge distraction as he pushed through the sets. And by the time he hit 40 reps, he could feel his arms slowly giving up and shuddering in distress.

"41…" Dario counted as he waited for Leonidas to lower his body. 

Just as the Spartan king was about to do it, he was surprised when Saladeen's hands suddenly moved to graze and pinch on his nipples.

"Gahhhhhhhh!" Leonidas stopped in his track and threw his head up, as he writhed in response to contain the surging sensation from his second most sensitive organs.

Thrilled by the response, Saladeen then began to twist and stroke on the erect nipples which caused Leonidas to whimper even louder. 

"My, my. He is definitely very sensitive down there" Saladeen exclaimed, as he dialed down on the assault to let Leonidas breathe.

"Yes, my Lord. His nipples have become highly sensitive to touch as you can see from his hardening prick right now" Dario explained.

The curious Persian aristocrat went on to move his hand onto Leonidas's navel to find the said throbbing member, and was more than pleased to find that how well-hung Leonidas's erect cock was.

"That's marvelous." Saladeen gleefully said as he moved his hand back to graze over the sensitized nipples. "Tell him to continue with the labor" he then asked Dario. 

Dario knew that the added physical stimulation would make it more challenging for Leonidas to complete the task that he was ordered. He thought that it was necessary to remind the Spartan slave of his true purpose to help him muster his will and endure through the process. And so, he kneeled in front of the squirming stud and raised his chin up until they are eye to eye.

"Remember why you are here" Dario then said before planting a kiss on Leonidas' lips. 

Leonidas, whose face was contorted from both pain and pleasure, did not respond to the kiss. But it was enough to remind him of his place here, and so he tried his best to garner his remaining strength to finally push through the last rounds of repetitions.

"Arrrghhhh" He then brought his body down. He was somewhat struggling when he tried to raise his body up, especially with the constant electric stimulation from his fondled nipples. 

"Hmmphhh!!" He finally raised his body up. He could, however, feel the urge to cum suddenly fueling his groin. 

"42…" Dario then continued counting to keep Leonidas on tab. 

"HMMMRRGHH" Leonidas repeated another rep once again, with a similar level of struggle. 

By the 45th repetition, Saladeen had upped his assault by moving one of his hand down to claw onto the ridges of Leonidas's abdominal muscles.

"Gahhhh!" Leonidas grunted as he tightened his stomach further. 

"You were softening " Saladeen reminded Leonidas as he intensified his twisting motion on Leonidas's nipple. Leonidas groaned as the feeling of pain swiftly turned back into pleasure.

The Spartan King endured through the entire session while still on a high plank position. His arms were trembling from the pressure on his weight, but also from fighting back the need to cover on his nipple and cock to help accommodate the overwhelming sensation. But he didn’t falter in the end, and decided to garner his remaining strength back to push through the remaining sets.

"Gaaaghhhhhh!" He pushed through the 46th reps. 

As the torture continued on, King Xerxes was relishing the view from his gold-plated chair of his former nemesis submissively doing what he was ordered to do by his esteemed guest. He has his cock out, which he started to stroke while he watched intently Leonidas's muscles undulate against the odds. 

"and 50.." Dario then finally finished counting.

"GAHH!" Leonidas grunted for one last time before his knees finally gave up. He was on all fours, with sweats dripping profusely below him. 

The king of Sparta felt relieved that he had passed the first test of the tonight, even though he knew that the session was all far from over. 

Soon after he stopped his assault, Saladeen quickly hopped down Leonidas's back and forcefully pull the stud's shoulders back until his upper torso was forced to straighten up once again. In a swift and unexpected turn, the lustful Persian nobleman moved to Leonidas's side and circled his left arm to hug onto the heaving and muscular body. 

The swiftness of Saladeen's action caught the Spartan king off guard, who was still trying to recuperate from the grueling ordeal. Before Leonidas could prepare himself of what was to come, Saladeen had decidedly latched his mouth onto Leonidas's vulnerable right nipple and began nibbling on the sensitive nub.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Leonidas cringed and threw his head up as he was taken aback by the surging sensation from his areola. 

Making matters worse, Saladeen had already had his other hand gripping on Leonidas's throbbing cock in a matter of seconds, and swiftly started to stroke them, giving the king of Sparta no chance to even contain the overwhelming feeling coursing through his veins.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Leonidas groaned even louder.

Instinctively, the fallen King contracted the muscles on his stomach and tensed his arms which delighted the frail Persian man even more.

As if it wasn't enough, Leonidas was more taken aback when he felt another growing sensation from his other vulnerable nipple. When he looked down with his half open eyes, he saw Saladeen's left hand had circled around his back and started to aggressively caress onto the organ.

"Aahhhhhhhhhh!!" Leonidas moaned once again as he threw his head up.

The double stimulation on his nipples as well as Saladeen's skillful stroking on his penis were proving to be quite an insurmountable test for even the king of Sparta to overcome.

But just as Leonidas was about to give up, he felt Dario's cold hands firmly gripping on his shoulders from behind him. Without saying a word, Dario stared into Leonidas's still half closed eyes from above.

In that instant, flashes of memories of his Spartan soldiers and family back home rushed into his mind, causing the disgraced king to shed a tear. These memories were the only happy moments that he could cling on at the moment and he was determined to ensure that it stays that way. Through the memory, he felt a resolve within him becoming stronger than he ever felt before as he squared his shoulders once again and flared his chest out, allowing Saladeen to gnaw more of the nipple and muscle mounds. 

"For Sparta.." he began to murmur between his breathing as he tried to imagine the beautiful faces of his wife and kids back home in his effort to distract himself from the constant prodding and stimulation overwhelming his senses.

And for the next minute or so, the Spartan King mightily suffered through the treachery of Saladeen's lewd act. King Xerxes noticed Leonidas's valiant effort and was highly aroused by the sight of his former nemesis resilience and willingness to endure through the humiliation. He savored every moment of Leonidas's jerking motion and muscles rippling as Saladeen stepped up his assault. 

He knew however that even the king of Sparta had his limits.  

Within the third minute into the display of valor and as Saladeen didn't show signs of any easing, Leonidas finally gave in to his natural instinct and roared into one of the most explosive orgasm that he ever felt. 

"Forr Spartaaaaarrghhhhhhhhhh!!" 

Leonidas's cock burst and began spewing cum on the floor for what seems like forever. As the orgasm persists, Saladeen never stopped his stroking and kneading, allowing Leonidas cock to shoot and overflow with cum. 

There were moments when the humiliated king tried to curl his shoulders back and escape Saladeen's prodding, but Dario was quick to keep his body steady, to let King Xerxes bask at the majestic and muscular body getting violated to the last second.

The session only ended when there was no drop of cum left exerting from Leonidas' cock.

By that time, the king of Sparta had no more energy to even keep his required stance. He dropped on the floor, panting vigorously when Dario finally let go of his grip.   

Over the next few seconds, the room went silent except for the sound of Leonidas groaning and moaning as he struggled to contain the post-orgasmic sensation reverberating throughout his body. He was on his knees, with his face facing the ground and back somewhat curled as he tried to cover his sore right nipple. 

"I am impressed" Saladeen broke the silence as he licked his lips and placed his hand onto Leonidas's back to gentle caress on the undulating muscle. His cock was still throbbing. 

"And… For Sparta?" he enquired. 

"Yes, my Lord. That's his way to remind himself of why he was here in the first place" Dario replied. "Usually, this would keep him from disobeying our commands, but I guess the experience just now was indeed too overwhelming for him. This calls for some punishment, don’t you think so?" Dario then asked back. 

"Ah, punishment. I love punishments" Saladeen smiled. 

"I reckon you do. I'm hoping that whatever that I have prepared for tonight would please you, my Lord." Dario replied. "Guards, proceed to prepare for the next session" 

The Persian soldiers guarding on the door took the hint and went to open the entrance door once again. 

What emerged from behind the door caused an audible gasp among King Xerxes and Saladeen: Two Spartan prisoners had entered the room, with their hands similarly chained to a manacle. They were dressed in nothing but a collar chain and a ball gag, and were also accompanied by Persian guards by their sides.

"My, my, my, Dario, look what you have brought to us tonight!" The overly excited King Xerxes exclaimed as he rose from his seat with a wine on his hand.

As they were brought closer to the sides of the dining hall, Leonidas could finally see who these men were. His heart sank as soon as he found out that they were none other than his two most trusted right-hand men - Artemis and Daxos. 

"No… you promised me…"  Leonidas muttered between his still laborious breath. 

King Xerxes grinned when he heard his subjugated foe pleading for mercy. 

"What's that? Did I just hear that you are accusing me that I have failed to honor my promise? " The Persian King inquired with a rather stern voice as he walked to where Leonidas was kneeling.  

"You know well enough that that is one treacherous act" He said as he stared into his nemesis' tired eyes. 

Leonidas knew then that he had crossed his lines and apologized, before pleading to let his men go. 

"Please my King, please just let them go. You can punish me but please don’t punish them…" He dropped his head on the ground to beg for mercy.

King Xerxes's cock stirred at seeing the hopeless Spartan king pleading before him as he trailed his eyes over Leonidas's glistening and undulating back. 

"And what did I tell you of the punishment for pleading for mercy?" King Xerxes then asked the humiliated king as he gently caressed Leonidas's sweaty and warm back muscles. 

Leonidas was horrified to understand how he had once again violated one of the cardinal rules of being a slave. Not wanting to make the situations even worse, he shut himself up and apologized instead.

"I am sorry, my Lord…" 

Xerxes smiled. 

"You know well enough that apology is not enough" He then continued. "Tell everyone here that you will for now on obey all Lord Saladeen and Dario's orders without any exceptions"

Leonidas gulped as he tried to mince the words in his mouth. 

"I will obey Lord Saladeen and Dario's commands without exceptions…" The fallen King finally submitted. 

Without any words, King Xerxes then rose up from the ground and stared back at Saladeen, who looked rather in awe by how easy the Persian King subjugated his once most powerful foe.  

"Apologies for that short interruption, my dear friend. Dario, please continue"

With that, Dario then asked the guards to continue with their preparation. 

One of the guards had brought a steel yoke, which had chains attached to the ends of it.  He placed the yoke horizontally over Leonidas's shoulders and quickly attach the Spartan hunk's wrists over the chains, allowing his biceps to bulge and chest to protrude. He then forced the fallen King to stand on his feet before guiding him to the other end of the dining room. Leonidas was then made to face his adversaries again. 

With his hands raised up and chests jutting out, Leonidas was forced into a position that had displayed his upper body in its most splendid form. The position would naturally make it more difficult for Leonidas to keep his abdominal muscles taut, but this is all part of the design as Dario wanted the Spartan king to always be wary of his breathing. 

"Marvellous!" Saladeen blurted.

"Indeed it is, my lord." Dario agreed. "And we shall see how such display of strength would fare against the incoming punishment that I have planned for you"

"My Lords, allow me to brief of what is going to happen."" Dario then walked to the middle of the hall.

"Tonight, we shall witness our muscular subject endure through the whipping on his back as he walked through the passage of sacrifice." Dario explained referring to the narrow space between the dining table.

"To ensure that he suffered well, my other guard will keep the pace of his stride from the front, with his spear drawn to his stomach" 

"For every time he faltered in his stride, we will have his Spartan men whipped for as long as he is on the ground. Hence the name - passage of sacrifice!" Dario explained.

Since his capture, the disgraced king of Sparta had gone through series of hard labor but none that was as humiliating and ruthless as what has been explained. He gulped as he stared into the eyes of his bound men on the sides, who appeared frightened to death.

"I can't imagine how thrilling would that be!" Saladeen exclaimed. "Though, if I may, I have another idea that could further make the session even more exciting" He continued.

Xerxes was surprised by his guest's eagerness. 

"Of course, my friend. This is your night after all" 

Saladeen smiled in response before making his way back to his seat to scour his sack. Once he found what he needed, he proceeded to make his way to where Leonidas was standing, who was becoming more and more anxious by the seconds. 

"I was thinking… Instead of having your guard draw his spear…." Saladeen then stared into Leonidas's pecs before slowly grazing his fingers onto one of the nipples, causing the Spartan warrior to groan.

"I thought I could participate more actively in this session, by putting these on his lovely nipples" 

He showed everyone in the room the instrument on his hand, which was a set of alligator clips that are connected to a chain. 

Before Leonidas could react, Saladeen had forcefully let the clips bit onto Leonidas's nipples which caused the hunk to growl in pain. The muscles on his entire upper body immediately tensed up in response, which thrilled the frail Persian aristocrat even more.  

Saladeen then slowly tugged the chain connected to the clips which drew another groan from the muscular slave. The lewd man was also amazed to see how Leonidas's cock began throbbing by mere stimulation. He smiled as he tugged the chain once again, this time as he walked backwards, forcing Leonidas to step forward in tandem.

"And this will also allow me to dictate the motion!"  

"Spectacular! You are one cunning man indeed, Saladeen. I love this idea." King Xerxes shouted in delight from afar.

Upon hearing King Xerxes's affirmation, Saladeen then closed the distance between him and the heaving Spartan hunk and let his other free hand straddle Leonidas's rippling abdominals to once again feel the warm muscles undulate between his fingers. He gasped when Leonidas reactively tried to contract the muscles further before he moved to bite on Leonidas's neck, which caused the Spartan king to whimper in pain. 

"Gahh!" Leonidas clinched his fists as he attempted to steady himself. The biting soon turned into licking and slobbering, which sends a mix of pain and pleasure sensation all over Leonidas's body. 

As he endured through the mortifying experience, Dario had signaled the guards to take their positions. At Dario's command, the guard then started to take turn to whip Leonidas's back.

"PSSSSHHHHHHHH!" The first whip hit on Leonidas's back like a wrecking ball, leaving red marks on the skin. 

"ARGGHHH!" Leonidas groaned in response. He jerked his body forward but Saladeen's hand on his abdominals kept him somewhat in place.

Soon after, the second crack landed on his left shoulder.

"AARRGHHHHH!" Leonidas threw his head up and yelled once again. He also felt Saladeen's hand started pinching on one of his abdominal muscle mounds, which didn't hurt as bad as the whip but painful enough to remind him to keep his stomach taut. 

Once he was satisfied with Leonidas's response, Saladeen then tugged on the chain, allowing Leonidas to move one step forward.

Soon after the third whip cracked on his back.

"GAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!" Leonidas groaned even louder as he jutted his chest forward to absorb the blow. The whip had hit his left shoulder once again, which amplified the pain. 

By then Leonidas was struggling to contain his breathing, which drew another aggressive kneading from Saladeen on his abdominals. He moaned in response and looked down on his prized stomach in his attempt to control back the narrative.

Saladeen had by then stopped licking on Leonidas's neck and decided to watch Leonidas struggling to maintain his posture instead. 

"You are one beautiful man" He teased on the shuddering hunk. 

Before Leonidas could mutter any response, the fourth whip landed on his right shoulder, causing Leonidas to cringe and groan in pain once again. He felt that his knees were starting to give up.

When the fifth one cracked, Leonidas screamed.

"GAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" His right knee finally gave up, causing him to kneel on the floor.

Not long after that occurred, a sound of whip cracking could be heard from the other side of the room, followed by Artemis and Daxos' shriek of pain.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Please… please.. stop…!"

Leonidas was somewhat surprised by the weak resolve exhibited by his men. He had seen both of his stalwart warriors fight through numerous wars and suffered many wounds before this and yet they cowered in fear at the mercy of a whip. As he looked into his men's eyes, Artemis and Daxos appeared horrified, suggesting that they had been broken mentally. When another whip hit them, the terrified Spartan comrades shrieked in pain and pleaded for mercy once again. 

The Spartan King couldn't stand seeing his men suffering further. And so, he tried to muster his strength to stand up and return to his required stance, despite still being perplexed about what had happened to his men. 

"I'm very amazed… and aroused by your resilience, my Spartan King" Saladeen whispered, before hugging Leonidas closely from the front. He had then extended his hands to graze onto the wounds and red marks over Leonidas's back, causing the distressed Spartan king to flinch, as he lavished the warm feeling of the wounds beneath his touch. 

Not long after, Saladeen released his hold and moved a step back to study Leonidas's form. 

"I don’t think I could ever get used to your beauty" He then placed his hands onto Leonidas's bulging biceps, before traversing to his pecs and down to straddle on the undulating abdominals. He then decided to release the alligator clip on Leonidas's left nipple and quickly replaced the clip with his wet mouth. 

"OHHH!" Leonidas clinched his fists and flexed his abs as he whimpered in response while Saladeen continued to suck on his poor nipple. 

The pleasurable feeling, however, was soon overcame by a scorching sensation on his back when the guard resumed their whipping. 

"GAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Leonidas jutted his chest forward. Pleased with the response, Saladeen then began to bite on the erect nipple. Leonidas's groan soon turned into moan of pleasure once again.

Just when Leonidas was expecting another blow on his back, Dario had ordered the guard to pause the whipping, as Saladeen took his time to fondle on the nipples and Leonidas' ripped muscles. 

The respite from the whipping was definitely welcome but the incessant slobbering and caressing were rapidly becoming another insurmountable sensation that was testing Leonidas's mental strength. He knew that he was having difficult time to control his urge to cum as soon as he felt his cock throbbing for release. 

"Urrrghhhhh!" The former king growled as he started to arch his shoulders back and clench his legs to contain the sensation surging in the lower part of his body. 

Taking cue from his subject's bodily response, Saladeen knew that Leonidas was close to release. And so just seconds before Leonidas couldn't contain it anymore, Saladeen then abruptly stopped his assault, leaving Leonidas's orgasm hanging to dry. 

"Gahhhhsshhhh!" Leonidas gasped and felt distressed of being denied of his orgasm. 

"I'm not going to let you slide so easily" Saladeen whispered in Leonidas's ears as he held Spartan's king shuddering body in his embrace.  

Not long after, he proceeded to reattach the nipple chain and resumed tugging on the chain to force Leonidas to move forward. This was soon followed by another whip on Leonidas's back.

"ARRGHHHHHHHH!" Leonidas yelped as he clinched his fists and threw his head back.

Dario's guards continued to lash on the flailing hunk until Leonidas's knees were struggling to keep himself up. After the fifth lash, Leonidas's legs finally gave in, causing him to kneel on the floor once again with his shoulders hunched at a 45 degree to the floor. 

A loud cracking sound from the whips that landed on Artemis and Daxos backs followed.

"GAHHHH!! NOO, PLEASEE MERCY!" The Spartan slaves then begged once again. 

In his bonds, Leonidas was grimacing in pain and distress as he once again failed to protect his Spartan men from the Persian king's cruelty. He desperately wanted to get up but the stinging pain on his back was debilitating to say the least, and he could feel faint traces of blood then dripping off his back. He wanted to beg for his men's mercy, but he knew that would only make the situations worse.

Just as he barely mustered enough strength to raise himself up, Leonidas could hear Dario suddenly ordering the guards to stop whipping their subjects.

"My Lords, are you seeing what I am seeing?" Dario then quizzically queried. 

"It appears that it is not only our Spartan King that was having troubles containing their urges"  Dario continued, referring to Artemis and Daxos' then throbbing hard cocks.

"My my my, what a surprise indeed. I wonder what caused them to be excited!" King Xerxes exclaimed.

Dario smiled, knowing very well the answer to the question. 

But to keep the tension up, Dario refrained from answering directly and instead moved closer to where Leonidas was kneeling. He then asked the guards holding on to Armetis and Daxos to bring the Spartan slaves to kneel by their king's sides, with their hands bind behind their back. Ashamed by their weakness, Artemis and Davox were hesitant to face their king. 

"My Lords, after overseeing series of ordeals, I have discovered that the lore is true - the Spartan men did in fact have heightened sense of fondness between each other." 

Before he resumed his speech, Dario proceed to release Leonidas's arms from his bonds. The Spartan king felt a sense of relief as the tensions on his arms and back ease, but before he could enjoy the moment of respite, Dario wrapped his arms around his neck and forced him to straighten his back while still on his knees.  

"My Lords, let me demonstrate you how loving these men are with each other" 

Dario then ordered some of his guards to come towards where he and Leonidas at to start on nibbling and sucking on both Leonidas's nipples.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Leonidas threw his head up and closed his eyes as he once again felt the surging sensation from his nipples overwhelming his senses. His arms went tense, but remained idle by his sides as he let the guards continued to slobber over his most sensitive organs.

Within few seconds of the spectacle, Artemis and Daxos found themselves hard at seeing his former king being molested before their very eyes. 

"Ah look at that! The Spartan slaves are too enjoying their views! Splendid!" Saladeen exclaimed after observing the men's pricks jerking up.

Leonidas had always known that some of his men have shown physical attraction towards each other, but he would never thought that  Artemis and Daxos had the same natural instincts, given that both have wives. To understand that both of them are taking a liking at his humiliation was even more shocking to say the least.   

While the Spartan king processed his emotions, the Persian guards had by then intensified their assault with one of them starting to stroke on Leonidas's cock vigorously, while the others stroke on the Spartan's king's muscles. This has caused Leonidas to lose his focus and start to groan even louder.

As atmosphere in room become even more tense, all eyes were back to Artemis and Daxos who were struggling to contain their excitement. Somewhere within them, they did feel some sense of betrayal for allowing their body to respond to their king's humiliation in such a way, but they also couldn't deny how arousing it felt to see their wildest fantasies coming to lives in front of them.

For the longest time, both men had always been infatuated with their superior, stealing glances when Leonidas was naked while they showered or swam together. There were countless nights after they bed their wives where they spent masturbating over the thought of fondling Leonidas's muscles and sucking on his succulent nipples as they continued on to defile their king with their own member. 

When both men found out each other's lewd desires, they bonded over their fantasy. Occasionally they would share their close encounters with the Spartan king that had caused their dicks to throb, and masturbate together to 'what-could-be' scenarios in that very moment. 

For as much as homosexual activities were accepted in the Spartan society, they were never brave enough to confess their affection to their king, knowing how much Leonidas loved his wife and family and how it may disrupt the dynamics between them. To be exposed in such a blatant manner, therefore, was such a dishonorable act, or at least that’s how they felt when they saw their king's eyes.

After minutes since the guards latched their mouth onto Leonidas's nipples, the Spartan king felt the urge to cum overwhelming his mind. It also didn't help that one of the guard had also started to rapidly stroke on his member, while the other liberally insert their finger onto his rectum. He clinched his fist and moved his hips back, in his attempt to contain the sensation.

Just when he knew he was about to burst, the guards stopped their assault.

"Gahhhhh!" Leonidas felt distraught once again after being denied for the second time his orgasm. 

By that moment, Dario had also released his hold onto the humiliated king's neck, allowing Leonidas to fall again on all fours. 

Artemis and Daxos had also taken a huge breath by then as the tension in the room eased. It was very difficult to control their own urge to cum after seeing his king's muscles undulating and being fondled like a plaything just like in their fantasies.    

If there is ever one thing that Dario was good at, it was keeping everyone on their toes in these sexual escapades. And the Spartan lieutenant wanted to keep it that way, at least for another hour or so.

"My Lords, you have witnessed the true nature of Spartan men in front of your eyes. I wish to present to you the main event of the night, as we bask at the ultimate humiliation of our subject as his beloved men defile his body" 

With that, Dario ordered the guards to unbind Artemis and Daxos and place them closer to his kneeling king.

"Slaves, I am giving you the liberty to act on your desires or face the whip" Dario then said to Artemis and Davos, who felt very flabbergasted and conflicted with the situation. 

Both men knew how much had their king gone through to save and protect his men from the cruelty of his nemesis, and to act against the goodwill seemed like the biggest betrayal. At the same time, they couldn't help but to feel thrilled that they were just an arm away from living through their perverted fantasies. They also couldn't stand to bear the experience of another lash on their back. 

Xerxes could sense the conflict that Artemis and Daxos was facing as well as tension between their sexual subjects, and he relished every second of it. He even told the guards to hold off from whipping the men, after moment of idleness, as he could observe how the men's sexual desires were slowly overtaking their sense of duty.

"Do what you must" Leonidas suddenly whispered through his heavy breathing, stunning the room. He then slowly raised himself up to kneel and face his comrades.

Artemis and Davos were dumbfounded by their king response.

"My king…" Artemis then murmured, still in somewhat disbelief. 

Leonidas looked at Artemis in the eyes.

 "Do it for Sparta" He then said as the Spartan king once again squared his shoulders, and flexed the muscles on his abs, chest and arms for all to bask at.

Seeing their former king's resolute, Artemis and Daxos suddenly felt the burden of guilt being lifted off completely. Here is their king actually providing his approval for them to fondle on his muscles as they like. It still felt like a fantasy. 

Artemis in particular was still hesitant at first but when he saw Leonidas again in the eyes and Daxos making his advances, he also slowly extended his hands to where Leonidas's bulging shoulders were. 

When both men finally held onto the muscle mounds,  a sense of sexual impulse had then completely overclouded their minds.

Leonidas watched in apprehension the sight of his most trusted men' faces descending down on to his chest. Never has he thought that he would see the day that he would let Artemis and Daxos lay a hand on his body like this, let alone allowing them to latch their mouth onto his protruding and defenseless nipples. Trying to save himself from humiliation, he let his eyes wondered up to stare at his nemesis, who was slyly smiling at him - clearly enjoying the view, before finally closing them while he threw his head up to accomodate the surge of sensation stemming from his men eschewing on his highly sensitive nipples.

'Gahhhhhhhhh!' Leonidas moaned - for once of pure pleasure for the night. He instinctively jut his pecs out and contract his abdominals which caused loudable gasps from around the room. 

Artemis and Daxos were in nether-like state when they felt Leonidas's pecs being further shoved up to their faces.  Their instinctive reaction was to gnaw at the sensitive nubs even more, which caused Leonidas to groan even louder.

It was as if whatever sense of inhibitions they had had completely disappeared that they were brave enough to also let their hands start to explore Leonidas's rippling muscles more freely. As a start, both decided to hold onto his king's bulging biceps for support while their other free hand roamed over either his fully flexed abdominals or back. 

Leonidas noticed these advances, and reacted by contracting every muscles that they touch further. 

As the Spartan men were consumed in lust, the Persian lords were busy pleasuring themselves by witnessing the humiliating and erotic display of power struggle before them. They were enthralled by the scene but more so by Leonidas's willingness to sacrifice. 

Dario, too, couldnt help but to feel aroused. However, he was determined to further provide the best entertainment for his cherished lords that he stopped himself from pleasuring himself.

Instead, the lewd lieutenant decided to signal the guards behind Leonidas to proceed with the next ordeal. 

Soon after, two hard hitting lashes landed on Leonidas's at the same time which caught the defeated king off guard.

'GAGHHHHHH!' 

The overwhelming sense of pain was enough to cause Leonidas to jerk his back forward, as the hunk instinctively tried to avoid the brutal assault. 

Artemis and Daxos were however quick to keep Leonidas's body steady as they continued on sucking on the nipples. Leonidas moaned in response.

The momentary sense of pleasure quickly turned to agony once again when a second set of whip landed on his back, this time puncturing his old wounds.

'GARGGGHHHHHHH!' 

The scream was followed by audible moan of pleasure coming from Artemis and Daxos who became highly aroused by the feeling of Leonidaa's muscles tensing involuntarily at every whip. So much so thay they intensified their kneading to show their king how much they appreciated it.

Leonidas was still reeling from pain but could feel the prodding feeling on his abdominals and back to which he responded by attempting to keep the muscles taut. Feeling even more aroused, Artemis and Daxos started to lightly bite on Leonidas's nipples, causing Leonidas to grimace in both pain and pleasure. The highly aroused Spartan king clinched his fists as he tried to regain his balance.

Before Leonidas was barely able to fully recover to his required position, he felt another blow landed on his back.

'GARGHHH!'

 This time, it was so overwhelmingly painful that he broke from his form by curling his shoulders forward as his hands swiftly forced their way to cover his chest and throbbing dick. In doing so, he had also pushed away Artemis and Daxos away as he tried to isolate himself from further stimulus. 

The room went somewhat silent for a second with the exception of the sound of Leonidas's low and unrelenting grunt. 

"I have to say.. that was quite a display of strength! But shall we consider his failure as an act as disobedience?" Saladeen then broke the silence and inquired to the Persian King, almost rhetorically.

"It only is if you consider it so, my friend" Xerxes grinned at Saladeen, who was smiling from ear to ear.

"I'd always consider any form of breaking from required position as one disobedience for my slaves." Saladeen then replied.

"Then disobedience it is.." Xerxes concurred before resuming. ".. which I believe calls for some punishment! Tell me Dario, what do you have in mind for such an act of failure?" 

Before Dario could reply back to his king, Saladeen interjected.

"If I may, my King. I would like to propose an idea"

By this time, King Xerxes was not surprised by his guests' sheer excitement. Judging from the last idea, he trusts that Saladeen would not disappoint him. 

"Of course, my friend"

Upon hearing Xerxes's confirmation, Saladeen then tried to scour his bag once again. Once he found what he was looking for, he presented the next instrument of torture to his King. 

"My King, let me introduce you to the cock plugger" He paused to let his comrades appreciate the tool. 

"This is made from steel and as the name suggests, it goes straight into our subject's cock slit which will prevent him from ejaculating at his own will" Saladeen then rose from his seat and walked towards the heaving hunk. The lewd Persian then grabbed onto Leonidas's throbbing cock and slowly began to insert the instrument to demonstrate its use. 

The Spartan king eyes bulged and groaned as soon as he felt the tip of his cock slit being penetrated by the cold metal of the plugger.

"Garrrrghhh!"

Leonidas's body went completely rigid as he endured through the slow and stinging penetration. There was a mixed feeling of pain and pleasure, though the Spartan King mostly felt pain as the rod stretches his tight urethra. His natural instinct was to reach out to cover his penis to stop the penetration, but he stopped himself from doing so to avoid being punished for disobedience. 

Meanwhile, Saladeen was taking his time to slowly insert the plugger, relishing Leonidas's groans by the seconds. He only stopped when he heard Leonidas's groan turned sharp, knowing that he had hit the end of the spot - the subject's prostate. Not wanting for his subject to receive any satisfaction, he then tried to slightly pull the plug up until it barely touches on the prostate. 

"There you go. Now we don't have to worry about wasting those precious semen" Saladeen then said, degradingly. 

"My Lord, you are the most devious indeed. And this would complement perfectly with what I have in mind right now" Dario joined in as he moved closer to the reeling Spartan king.

Without saying another word, he then proceeded to secure Leonidas's wrists once again onto the steel yoke which was placed behind Leonidas's neck, forcing the Spartan warrior's biceps and chests to bulge out. Once secured, Dario then asked the guard to hand over what looked like a bowl which was filled with thick looking but clear liquid. 

"I've perfected my crafts with this oil which would help to increase skin sensitivity proportionate to the amount of oil applied on the skin" Dario explained while demonstrating the thickness of the oil. 

Leonidas gulped, knowing well enough that Dario would not be so sparing with his application. He also started to fear that he may not be able to endure this ordeal, and keep his urges to cum in check especially when his hands are locked behind him, making him completely vulnerable. His heart started to race once again.

"And since you asked about the punishment my King, we can of course be generous with the application" Dario grinned as he extracted a copious portion of ointment from the bowl and slowly slather them over Leonidas's ripped muscles, starting from his bulging shoulders and arms.

The oil felt moderately cold at first when applied, sending shivers down Leonidas's spine. As Dario expanded its coverage onto Leonidas's chests, abs and back, he could feel the coldness biting more noticeably seeing how already sensitive those parts of his body were given the constant stimulation and battering. Dario wasn't also joking when he said that he'd be generous in applying the oil, to the extent that some of the excess oil went dripping down the floor. 

"And now I am finished" Dario exclaimed as he covered last bit of Leonidas's back with the oil. "Now we just have to wait for it to take effect"

King Xerxes and Saladeen waited with curiosity in their seats as the effect of the oil started to take a tool on Leonidas's skin. They were already delighted to see how the oil had helped to further accentuate the musculature of Leonidas's godly physique especially when the Spartan King intermittently flexed his abdominals throughout the entire process.

Just barely a minute within the application, Leonidas could already feel his skin warming up.

"Gahhhh" The stud let out a low moan as the heat builds up all over his body. He began to sweat profusely. 

Hearing the grunts, Dario knew that Leonidas was all primed up and ready to go. But to ensure that Leonidas is experiencing the full effect, he proceeded to move closer to Leonidas and started to rub lightly on the Spartan king's left nipple.

"Gohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Leonidas moaned as he felt a jolt of sensation reverberating to throughout his body from his caressed nipple. The Spartan king's cock also went fully erect in an instant. He was shocked to see how much more sensitive his nipple had become.

Dario smiled, knowing very well that his very own crafted oil is working to its full potential. To further demonstrate it to his king and Saladeen, he placed his right hand onto Leonidas's abdominals and started to pinch and caress on the mounds.

"Gahhhhhhh!" Leonidas moaned once again. He felt his abdominals had become at least as his nipples were before the oil application. The Spartan King never felt as frightened as he was then. His entire body squirmed.

"I think we are good to go, my Lord and king" 

Just as when Dario was about to proceed with the next ordeal, King Xerxes suddenly stopped them from advancing. 

"My dear friends, I am beyond excited to see how everything will proceed from here on. But I do, too, have an idea to make this even more enjoyable for all of us, and humiliating for our hero of the night" Xerxes announced as he raised himself up from his seat. 

Both Dario and Saladeen were pleasantly surprised by Xerxes' action.  

"Let's prepare the feast table!" King Xerxes then exclaimed and ordered his guards.

Dario grinned widely when he heard Xerxes making the announcement, knowing very well what that meant. It was only last night that he had enjoyed fruits of ordeal involving the 'feast' table. 

As his nemesis were filled with overjoy, Leonidas on the other hand were gasping in fear, imagining the intensity and humiliation he has to endure with all the instrument and oil applied to his body. When the guards finished moving the wooden dining table to the center of the room, whose surface was large enough to support Leonidas's torso, Leonidas's heart trembled as memories from last night began to flash in his mind once again. 

To his unfortunate, the fallen Spartan king didn't have to imagine for so long as the guards were swift to move him onto the dining table, forcing his back on the table and face facing the ceiling. They then tighten the leather strap below his navel. 

The surface of the table was not even by design. There was a visible mound on one edge of the table where his shoulders joint was laying on, coercing Leonidas to flare out his pecs upwards which jutted even more with Leonidas's hands left curled by the side of his head. The yoke that had secured his wrists were also putting pressure on his entire arms which were not left somewhat hanging by his sides. 

The guards then moved to secure Leonidas's legs by raising them over the steel stirrups that were attached to the end of the dining table, fully exposing his genitalia and arsehole. Another guard had also tightened the strap over the Spartan slave's neck to the table.

Once the guards were done securing him, the Spartan King couldn't feel more humiliated and vulnerable as he laid naked on the table. Unlike in previous ordeals where he at least had some room for movements, he felt completely immobile with his limbs and torso strapped tight to the table. It was significantly more difficult for him to also keep the muscles in his body firm and taut, in particular his abdominals, pecs and arms which were fully exposed to the scrutiny of his perpetrators.

"My King, you are a master of torture indeed! What a splendid offering, which I am forever in disbelief to have received" Saladeen rejoiced as he studied with intent the shuddering muscular flesh in front of him. 

"I fully concur with Lord Saladeen" Dario said, as he sat across Saladeen. "I clearly still need to learn a lot more from you"

Xerxes chuckled. "My friends, you are generous with your words. This is merely a small reward to all the services that you have offered me throughout the years" 

King Xerxes was standing just on the side of the table where Leonidas's head was hanging. He then stared at Artemis and Daxos who were staying still on the ground but were also as transfixed as Dario and Saladeen. The Persian King then signaled the guards to bring them over to the other edge of the table.

"Slaves, bask at the glorious form of your king before you." Xerxes then said. He noticed that both are struggling to restrain their lust, judging from their erect members. At the same time, he could also sense there was still a sense of guilt in taking pleasure over their superior's misfortunate, despite Leonidas's earlier admission. 

"You have served him long enough, it is time for your king to repay you back" Xerxes continued, trying to soothe their sense of guilt. 

"He has, after all, tirelessly worked hard to maintain his form for our pleasure tonight" The Persian king smiled as he then placed both of his hands onto Leonidas's deltoid before caressing them, in his effort to further tease the Spartan slaves to submit to their desires. 

And his strategy appeared to be working as Artemis gasped at seeing the development in front of him while Daxos started to breathe more laboriously to contain himself.  

Meanwhile, Leonidas was oblivious to his comrades surging excitement. He was too distracted by the shivering feeling from Xerxes's cold hands touching his body, which was the first time since he was brought into the dining hall that night. The Spartan king became more nervous, knowing very well that his archnemesis was the most thorough of all when it comes to these humiliating muscle appraising sessions. Not wanting to be punished nor cause his fellow countrymen to be punished, he responded by flexing his entire torso and arms.

Xerxes noticed Leonidas's response and grinned. 

"Ah, look at how his muscles come alive for us. He's just begging to be serviced, isn't he?" He rhetorically asked all the while his hands were making their way down over Leondias's torso to knead and feel onto the canyon-like abdominals. 

He interlaced his fingers between the middle crevice of the abdominals to test the rigidity and deepness of the mounds and was pleasantly satisfied at what he was feeling. 

He then looked back at the heaving Spartan men on the other side of the table to see their reaction. 

"I want you both to fuck him tonight"

In that split second, everyone was flummoxed by the pronouncement especially Artemis and Daxos who were already in a state of constant arousal from the rare sight and Xerxes's lewd remarks. Their mouth went wide agape. Dario and Saladeen were also astounded at first, but expressed their delight at a later stage as they thanked their King once again for their generosity. 

Leonidas, on the other hand, felt like his world went sinking fast even though he knew that it would, at one point, come to this stage. Humiliation was after all his nemesis's ultimate goal and this was a truest form for him. It was more heart-wrenching to know that he was powerless to say or do anything at this point.

"Starting with you" Xerxes then pointed at Artemis, who was finally released from the guard's hold. 

The fine young Spartan lieutenant felt once again the guilt overclouding his senses. He was struggling to react and let alone do the most disgraceful deed to his former king to the point that the guards had to force him to stand closer to Leonidas's vulnerable bottom. Even then, Artemis was still hesitant.

"CRACCKKKK!!!!" A loud blow was heard stemming from the whip on Artemis's back, which followed by the sound of Artemis yelping in pain. 

"Do as I told you to do, or face the whip" Xerxes was showing no signs of mercy.

Everyone in the room could feel Artemis's struggle, especially Leonidas who felt saddened that he was in no position to help his trusted advisor. The fallen Spartan king tried to look down on his chest to catch Artemis's eyes. 

"Do what you must" He then said willingly as he nodded to the conflicted Spartan in his effort to ease any sense of guilt in Artemis's mind. 

Artemis was tearing up when he looked back at Leonidas. He couldn't believe it that his former king was providing his consent to the debauchery that was about to happen for the second time. 

Moved by his superior's kindness, Artemis then held Leonidas by the thighs and started to, slowly, insert his throbbing cock into the Spartan king's anal hole, for the first time in his life. 

"Ahhhhh!" Artemis eyes rolled up as he savored the feeling of Leonidas's warm anal muscles massaging his cock. 

The moan was soon followed by that of the Spartan king, who was throwing his head back as he tried to take all of Artemis in, which was proving to be a difficult one, since the Spartan warrior was very well endowed. Leonidas's entire torso tensed up as the penetration gets repeated again and again. 

As the Spartan men gradually increased their tempo, their Persian adversaries were relishing the moment in their seats with their hands on their own cocks. Saladeen was particularly delighted when Artemis started to become aggressive with his penetration, causing Leonidas to whimper in his bonds. 

"How does it feel to be violated by your own trusted men?" Xerxes then whispered to Leonidas's ears as the ordeal continued on. The fallen Spartan king was by then so engulfed in both pain and pleasure that he couldn't say anything but to groan even louder - which excited Xerxes even more. 

Not long after, the Persian king then began to address his own men.

"My dear friends, I hope you are enjoying the show so far. But I trust that active participation is better than a passive one. So, please, do as you will with the flesh in front of you!" 

As soon as he heard his King's approval, Saladeen began to make his advances. He started by latching his mouth onto Leonidas's then highly sensitive left nipple, while also gripping the Spartan's throbbing cock. 

"OHHHHHHHHRRGHHH!" Leonidas eyes bulged as he felt the insurmountable sensation from his nipple and penis coursing through his veins. 

He has never felt a feeling as intense as what he was experiencing then. It was as if the oil had caused his bodily sensory points to be ten times more sensitive than they was before. 

Within seconds of Saladeen's advances, he could feel the urge to cum already boiling within him. And in a mere minute, Leonidas could sense the imminent release and started to flex his pelvis in his effort to contain his sperm inside. 

But as Saladeen and Artemis intensified their assaults, Leonidas knew that his efforts were rapidly becoming futile. He was close to submitting to his natural instincts when he felt the cock plugger forcing his semen from being released.

"GAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Leonidas for the first time felt what a dry, painful orgasm felt like, as the plugger stretches the slit within him forcefully. He could really feel that the plugger has forced his sperm back into his testicles, causing them to enlarge. 

Xerxes watched Leonidas's entire struggle in both amazement and joy. His cock hardened from seeing his nemesis grimacing in agony. He was mesmerized by the rippling abdominals and heaving pecs before him as Leonidas tried to accommodate the overwhelming sensation within his body. 

The perverted Persian king then set his stare to his lieutenant on his right side, who was getting ready to make his advances. 

Unlike Saladeen, Dario decided to first straddle his right hand onto Leonidas's gleaming and undulating abdominals. He shoved his fingers deeply into the crevices between the muscular mounds and applied some pressure, which caused Leonidas to contract his stomach. The Persian lieutenant took his time to savor the feeling of the warm and sweaty muscles dancing between his fingers before he intensified the kneading pressures. 

Leonidas groaned even louder as he felt another surging sensation from his stomach, thanks once again to the sensitizing oil. At this point, any form of rubbing and caressing onto any part of his torso was enough to arouse him back especially when his nipple, cock and anal hole were also being violated at the same time. He wailed and clenched his fists further, anticipating for another wave of orgasm building up inside his body.

Dario was pleased with how his experiment is bearing fruit. Like many in the room, he too was struggling to contain his lust over the shuddering muscular meat on the table. He set his eyes onto Leonidas's other erect and vulnerable nipple which and like Saladeen, proceeded to latch his mouth onto it while continuing to knead on Leonidas's ripped abdominals.

"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

Given the multiple stimulation occuring at the same time, the second wave of orgasm began to creep up within Leonidas's body. Just as he was about to explode, he was however denied of release once again as the cock plugger did its job to contain his sperm inside. The Spartan king couldn’t stop moaning and thrashing his head back and forth in response to everything occurring in his body. At this point, he had already lost control of his own bodily reaction. 

"Ohhhh for heaven's sake!" Artemis unexpected howled in pleasure as he ejaculated into Leonidas's gut for the first time in his life. He kept on cumming for over ten seconds, filling up his king's anal hole with his seeds, until he finally stopped fucking.

Xerxes watched the spectacle in glee from the other side of the room.

"Now, you" The Persian king then pointed to Daxos "…go on and take over his place as he recovers"

The guards holding onto Daxos was quick to move the heaving Spartan solder into position. Unlike Artemis, however, Daxos didn't hesitate to put his throbbing cock and aggressively hump on his king's hole, leaving Leonidas's on alert once again especially since Dario and Saladeen never ceased to ease their assault on his nipples. 

As the assault gets repeated, Xerxes set his gaze back at the squirming and grimacing hunk beneath him. He lowered himself to study the beautiful feature of Leonidas's face and began to plant a kiss on his nemesis's widely open lips, which caught Leonidas off guard. The kiss didn't last a while as Xerxes released his hold and whispered in Leonidas's ears.

"Feel every inch of your men inside your body and don't even think about begging anymore if you want me to spare Sparta" The Persian King sternly reminded the reeling hunk. 

He raised himself up soon after, and began to adjust his erect cock such that they are at Leonidas's mouth.

"Open up and don't choke" Xerxes ordered as he slowly inserted his penis to fill Leonidas' mouth.

Leonidas was almost choking as Xerxes's cock penetrated even deeper into his mouth and throat. Unlike Dario and Artemis, Xerxes was taking his time in penetrating into Leonidas's and enjoying every second of the feeling of his enemy's tongue and mouth rolling around his penis. As he continued to penetrate Leonidas, he placed his hands onto Leonidas's bulging biceps for support.

The ordeal continued on for another five minutes, before Leonidas experienced his third wave of orgasm. Daxos too came soon after that.

Xerxes then asked Saladeen and Dario whether they would also like to fuck the Spartan king, in which they both willingly obliged. They then took turns in drilling the writhing Spartan over the course of 30 minutes until they all finally cummed all over Leonidas's rippling body.

By that time, Leonidas had already been denied of his orgasm the fifth time. The reeling hunk could feel the excess cum building up within his ball sack, which was much larger and taut than they were before the ordeal. His eyes were half closed while his entire torso, which was glistening with sweat and the Persian men's cum, continued to shudder even as the ordeal ended. 

Despite all these, his cock was still throbbing hard, providing a major spectacle for the crowd who were as equally spent from the ordeal except for Xerxes. Once knowing that his guest was satisfied, the Persian King proceeded to slowly withdraw his cock from Leonidas's mouth, providing the Spartan king much space to breath.

"I hope you enjoyed the experience for the night, my dear friends" Xerxes said. 

"My Lord, this far exceeded my expectation. You are the most generous" Saladeen then replied as he continued to be in awe of the muscular flesh undulating before him on the table. He started to straddle his hand once again over the ripped abdominals, which caused Leonidas to squirm. Dario concurred with Saladeen as he, too, began to slightly caress Leonidas's nipple once again.  

"That's good to hear. Well, you will definitely have a chance to experience this sometime in the near future. Mark my words. But I think for the night, our subject appears to require some rest" 

After escorting Saladeen and Dario out, Xerxes then nodded to the guard to release Leonidas from his bonds. But rather than ordering them to bring Leonidas back to his cell, Xerxes decided to deviate from usual routine. 

"Bring him and his men to my chamber." Xerxes ordered and smiled. 

From that moment, Leonidas knew that rest will not be something that he'd be able to get for the night.