Apollopol

Once she recovers from her orgasm, Relia retrieves a soft leather bag from the warm valley between her breasts. The motion releases a hint of Jasmine from her perfume as the chain brushes her hair and the bag is freed from its sheltered home. You resolve to bury your face between those tits as soon as you land safely and breath the smell of her perfume and sweat deep into your lungs.

"I have a small estate in Apollopol." Relia says taking a folded parchment from the pouch. "Could you take me there?" The city of Apollo is as good a destination as any you can think of; you won't get there today, but the high hills that drop steeply into the ocean below continue for the next several hours and you know a several good spots to spend the night along the way. You spend the next minute checking Swiftwing's flying for any sign of weakness do to the injury to his wing or lack of conditioning, but if anything Swift is as happy to be free of the doomed city as Lady Relia.

"What will happen to Athenapolis? Now that it has fallen?" Asks Relia and you wonder if this lovely aristocrat misses her native city already.

"That depends a lot on if the Citadel falls as quickly as the city walls." Thinking over the tactical situation as you speak you realize that there is a good chance it won't be taken at all. "A city as large as Athenapolis needs a constant influx of food and other goods. The siege lasted only 9 days, so there should be some supplies in the warehouses, but when that food is gone the Unified Armies under Heliopolis are going to find themselves in an awkward position." You pull the noblewoman back against your torso and your fingers find their way back to her dripping slit. "Few outside merchants will risk bringing huge shipments of food into the city if they fear their caravans will be looted. In order to acquire, secure and distribute all that food the Unified Army will probably need to deal with the powerful merchant houses of Athenapolis."

"But those are the very families that are the power behind the Council!" Exclaims Relia, even as she spreads her thighs wide to give you full access to her pussy, "They are the ones that developed Athenapolis' **** trade in the first place. The leaders of the Unified Armies would never make a deal with them."

"They may have to, If Athenapolis goes for more than a week without food, the citizens will riot. Many of the mercenary troops and volunteers will be leaving for their homes, their pockets full of plunder." Lady Relia's body is still squirming under the gentle explorations of your fingers. "I doubt the soldiers that remain will be able to control a starving city. They will surely accept a large settlement in gold, jewels and women to carry back to Heliopolis in triumph and leave the starving city before it falls into complete chaos." Lady Relia is approaching a climax again, and you slow the pace of your caresses; this time you plan to tease her for a while before bringing her to a shattering release. Sliding your other hand along the crack between her spread cheeks you let your fingers probe the wetness of her cunt from behind.

"I wouldn't be surprised if within a year Athenapolis looks very much like it looked before the siege." You tell her as she rocks against you. "Many of the prized possessions of the lesser houses who could not seek sanctuary in the Citadel will be missing, and of course, some of the most attractive young women of Athenapolis will find themselves in the **** markets of distant cities." You feel Relia shudder in your arms as you mention the fate she so narrowly avoided. "But the most powerful families will be as wealthy and powerful as before the fall of the city. No, if the citadel can hold fast for more than a fortnight, my guess is that the United Armies will have to negotiate a settlement."

"What if it does fall?" Relia asks with a moan. She presses on your fingers with her hand, pushing them against her sex as she wiggles her pelvis desperately against them trying to reach the point of release that you have been denying her. With a chuckle you pull her hands from between her legs and place them firmly on the handholds on Swift's harness, before returning to your slow teasing. Relia whimpers in frustration, but accepts your unspoken control of her body.

"I doubt it will. It is defended by the cream of the troops left in the city," you ignore the pleading of your passenger as you continue, "didn't you notice as the citizens of Athenapolis were armed and sent to the walls, many of the elite mercenary troops were withdrawn into the citadel?" Relia shakes her head and you wonder how many other of the lesser nobles, merchants and guildsmen in the city didn't even realize they had been sacrificed to keep the elite in power.

"To answer your question though, if the Citadel does fall, there could be real change in Athenapolis. New merchants would arise to fill the void and old policies could be changed. There would also be a new Regent and new noble houses ruling the city. These no doubt would be founded by high officers of the conquering army, legitimizing their claims with **** marriages to the pretty young widows and captive daughters of the old defeated nobility." Lady Relia stiffens at this and for a second you fear you've given her the release she's been begging for, but with a moan of frustration she returns from the edge of the elusive climax. "Of course, the common people of Athenapolis may suffer even more if this happens." You pause as you try to work out the details in your head before you speak. "It would take longer to restore order to the city, but the focus on the enslavement of women such as yourself would fade in importance."

The whole time you've been speaking your fingers have been caressing Relia's most sensitive areas; tweaking her pebbled nipples, gently brushing her clit and running up the soft curve of her throat to her face softly touching her sensitive ears and eager lips. Relia is writhing on your fingers **** for the orgasm you've been denying her and with a concentrated effort you send her over into one of the biggest climaxes you have ever seen a woman have. It takes nearly a minute before her body finally stills and she relaxes again against your torso. After enjoying the warmth of her body against yours for several minutes, Relia reaches for the pouch again and surprises you with a different question.

"Why would I have been given an unsealed message of common greetings to deliver to Prince Anochises of Apollopol?" She asks you handing a second folded parchment. The parchment is thick and crisp under your fingers and after unfolding it from the protective outer layer of parchment the message inside is as advertised, a trite greeting from a nobleman in Athenapolis to the crown prince of the city of Apollo.