Be sensible...none.

The risk was too great, besides, you could always find the whore with the great ass again if you really needed some action, no need to risk getting caught and killed. After a regretful glance at her bare breasts, you gagged the Marquis’ wife with her own belt and ripped her skirt in half, binding her hands and feet with her only clothing (leaving her naked, revealing a well shaven bush and powerful legs), you went looking for the key to the Baroness’ manacles (you might have been able to pick the lock, but the last time you tried that, you’d accidentally broken off the lock-pick inside the lock and it had turned into a whole big thing). The keys were on a table by the Marquis’ corpse. Unbinding her was simple, a matter of kneeling behind her, bringing your face level with her dripping pussy and bright red ass, and all you had to do was unlock the manacles and pull them off her wrists, leaving her completely naked. Even with her hands free, she didn’t rise from her folded over position.

You tried half-a-dozen commands on the still Baroness, then tried to **** her to rise. That didn’t work, but the fuss the Baroness kicked up was enough to wake the dead Marquis’ wife.

You walked over, glad you’d rolled her so she was facing away from her husband’s corpse. She might have seen his body before you knocked her out, but she might not have and staring at the dead bodies of the people they care about, is only sometimes a good motivator.

You slipped a dagger out and placed it between her heaving breasts, commanding her to be quiet, before removing the gag. “Hey, lass, I’m just here to retrieve the Baroness. You wanna tell me what commands you’re using with her?” you asked with a friendly smile.

“I’ll kill you, you bastard,” was her only whispered response.

“No, but I’ll kill your husband, if you don’t tell me,” you bluffed.