Arimneste is "saved".

The innkeep certainly wasn't taking his time. She felt his cockhead slide into her ass again and again, which thus far had had literally half a dozen cocks over the course of the day intrude within it. In one evening, any illusions about the inherent "noble" nature of mankind that her teachers had theorized about had been completely and utterly shattered. She almost couldn't believe that she'd escaped thus far with her virginity intact. Still, it was hard to see a silver lining when the innkeep's retched breath was on the back of her neck and his wrinkled cock inside of her.

He bared down hard on her, burying his cock deep inside. His hand snaked around her throat, gripping it tight enough to make her uncomfortable but not enough to bruise. She grimaced briefly as he started slamming his cock faster and harder into her. Aria remained calm; or perhaps a better term would be "cold", and started breathing through her nose, as she had learned how to do earlier in the day when so many men had fucked her delicate, beautiful face.

She remained expressionless as he grunted and twitched, undoubtedly coating her well-fucked anus with yet another load of cum. He collapsed forward, exhausted. She lay under his bulk, not moving, listening to him breathe. Just like every man before him, he was almost certainly sure he'd fucked her harder and faster than any of the others, and let his illusions out with a chuckle as his cock slipped from her cumsoaked hole.

He started to stand on shaky legs and put his toga back on. "I'm not going to be tight enough tomorrow." she said. He glanced over, unsure if he heard her correctly.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Between you, Sidon, and half a dozen others, I'm too stretched out for the spice merchants tomorrow. I need time, and medicinal herbs, to recover. Since it seems my slave has fled after he made the deal with you and I don't know how long it might be before my family sends their soldiers to end your miserable life, or spare it if I'm still a virgin, it seems I'm stuck here. So the only logical thing to do is let my body recover, ply the merchants with strong wine and your serving girl, and use me again in a couple days."

The innkeep grimaced as he watched her gaping anus wink at him, oozing cum from it. She was right. The girl didn't even know how excruciating her ass was going to feel tomorrow. Moreover, the Saplox clan were not savages like the goatherds. They didn't favor crying, bleeding women. "Very well. Tomorrow, you'll go out and gather some herbs and take care of yourself. Melina will take care of the spice merchants. The day after is a festival day to Artemis in town, so you'll have another day of rest before the week's end and the farmers come; and trust me that you'll need it. They'll want to reward their slaves for jobs well done."

Arimneste sighed in relief. Two days to figure out what she was going to do. "So for tomorrow and the next day, only I shall have you in the Spartan way, and not more than three times per day." Her hopes sank as the door closed. She felt the innkeep's cum start to run out of her ass, and down her pussy lips. She sobbed, silently, into a pile of goatskins, and eventually drifted off to sleep.

She heard the creek of the window in a sleep haze. It had to be between midnight and dawn. Her eyes barely fluttered open before she felt the goatskins being wrapped around her. "Wait..I..." was all she got out before a huge hand covered her mouth. She was lifted up, effortlessly. The dark world of the her room, and then the Arcadian night swirled around her as she awoke. The sudden jolt of the man, or whatever it was... landing on the trodden earth jolted her awake.

She was still too groggy to process emotion. The first thought that entered her head was "I am amazed at the velocity! I've never seen a runner at the Olympiad move like this!"

Her eyes went wide as the implications resounded through her mind. "If no man can run this fast...then what is holding me?"