Down one level

As pretty as the waiting slaves are, you think that you have a chance to do better than that. The rooms high along the outer rim of the column of stone that forms the citadel would hold the wealthiest families, but you see dozens of hoplites swarming for these outer chambers, so you join the throng descending the stairwell. Unlike most of the soldiers who head for the deepest parts of the carved tunnels, you stop at the very next level turning towards the East side of the tower.

Most of the wealthy noblewomen sheltering in the citadel were taken during the initial surprise raid, but your plan to find a pretty young lady-in-waiting or handmaiden was still viable, and if you are going to plunder an apartment, you may as well raid a rich one.

Through the various ventilation shafts and narrow corridors, you can hear the panicked cries of women dragged from their chambers, so you know there are at least some prizes to be had. A girl barely ten years old sprints away from you to the right, her tunic flapping behind her as her skinny legs flash from under the hem; you deliberately turn in the opposite direction making your way counterclockwise along the curving passageway that you imagine encircles the entire pillar of rock. You pass by several different doors carved directly into the raw limestone doorways, pausing to listen at each one listening for sounds of inhabitants.

Your biggest worry is that whichever suites of rooms you burst into will contain not luscious, sweet-bodied women but young girls with barely-budding tits and boyish hips like the young girl you spotted earlier. You have no doubt that at least some of the sex-starved men searching these rooms would like nothing better than finding a family of young girls to make squeal, but you prefer your prizes fully developed with round breasts and rounded hips.

From behind you the gleeful yelling and raucous laughter of more raiders entering this level remind you that you might not have the luxury of choice. Soon every last door will be pried open like shells of oysters and the hidden pearls within pulled out and claimed as prizes by these rough men. The need for a good fuck is returning. After the past couple days sampling Lady Relia's charms and trying to keep up with her exploration of these newfound passions, you were beginning to think you might never feel this passion cursing through your loins, but after watching the war captains of the United Armies strip and then plunder the naked bodies of all those delightful young noblewomen you are definitely ready for one of these hidden pearls yourself.

The first three doors your try are locked, and the fourth opens into a small empty room with a narrow bed and a pile of men's clothing scattered about the chamber. You are beginning to think that you'll have to kick open one of the locked doors and trust the gods to reward you for your efforts when finally, those very gods provide you with the good fortune you had hoped for.

Two doors ahead of you is just what you are searching for; a dark-haired beauty in a long white gown edged in blue is peering from behind a half-opened door, her dark eyes meet yours and with a startled cry of despair she withdraws and tries to close and lock the door.

You leap forward covering the distance between you and the doorway swiftly and slam your shoulder hard against the solid wooden door hoping that this panicked young woman has not yet barred it.

The door slams hard into the woman on the far side and you hear a yelp of pain and fear as it opens partway. A second push meets with far less resistance and the door swings open the rest of the way revealing a lavishly decorated apartment with three large multi-paned glass windows that look out over the city of Athenapolis and the blue river that flows through the city and further South to the Middle Sea. As a rider you are used to spectacular views from heights like these but to regular earth-bound men and women this must be as close to the gods of Mount Olympus as they could ever get.

You, however, are not distracted by the scenic vista for long though. because sprawled out on the polished tile floor before you is an equally lovely view. The young woman is frozen like a rabbit surprised by the sudden appearance of a fox with her legs parted enough by her fall to give you a glimpse of her knees and inner thigh. Her expensive tunic is styled with an overlapping bodice, and the once modest gap between her breasts is pushed open by surprisingly full tits for such a slender woman. In fact, the round breasts threaten to burst from her tunic, rising and falling rapidly as she tries to catch her breath and you can feel your already stiff cock harden even more at the sight.

The room she is in appears to be a sitting room for entertaining visitors with several plush chairs gathered around a low table and plush carpets hanging from the walls and covering much of the tiled floor. To the right through an open archway, you see a large bed, that you could drag this buxom woman to and show her how a Rider lays claim to woman that falls into his hands, alternatively you could simply take her where she lays. Of course, there may be other equally lovely prizes hiding in one of the other rooms of this ornate suite, so perhaps the wisest course of action is to secure this pretty thing and make sure that you are not interrupted - by either someone else in the apartment or the dozens of other hoplites looking for a juicy prize just like this.