It only seems fair

"Please Rider ..." it is unclear what the good Lady from Athenapolis wants from you. Her gasp is mostly one of pleasure as you push back into her sex. There is a small whimper of discomfort when the head of your lance presses through the recently torn maidenhead, but once you're deeply embedded in her, Relia arches her back and rocks back against you grinding her bum against your hips. "Dear Goddess, this feels so good. I can feel your member, Rider. Oh my, so big, so deep ... stretching me open." It is hard to believe that this is the same uptight prude who showed up in your Rider loft earlier in the day. If you couldn't still see the smear of blood on her pale thigh, you would have guessed that the fine Lady Relia had been as randy as most of the other licentious nobility of Athenapolis.

You almost decide to finish Relia ass up and face down like this. Knowing that you are banging the once proud aristocratic lady of Athenapolis like she's a common street whore is making you enjoy this almost as much as the moment when you popped her cherry and heard her cry out in a mixture of pain and wonder. Almost. The way Relia's ass is wiggling as you fuck her is just too inviting; slowing your pace a little to prevent any unexpected climaxes, you use your fingertip to loosen her puckered rosebud.

"Yes!" The single word is whispered softly with your finger is still just barely inside her rectum, but there is no doubt in your mind that this is exactly what Relia was expecting when you finished your tale of sodomizing the chubby dame from Polhermes. The plump merchant's wife had not been nearly as accommodating as Lady Relia. You remember having to hold the silk merchant's wife firmly as you loosened up her rear passage, first with your finger and then pushing your thumb as deep as you could into her. Relia however is using her bound hands to separate her cheeks allowing you unobstructed access to the tight hole that is slowly stretching open.

"Do it, Korban!" Her head is pressed against the mattress, "show me what your fat cock can do to my once pure body." You don't need any more of an invitation than that, and with a grunt of satisfaction you position the knob of your cock against her puckered hole and push slowly.

"This is going to hurt, My Lady." You don't usually worry too much about the woman on the receiving end of a good ass-fucking, but Relia is a woman of standing, not some whore used to taking cocks up her backside.

"I don't care Korban!" Relia's answer is curt and definitive. "Ever since I was a fourteen-year-old blushing debutant I've been saving myself so some merchant-prince or fat old letch who happened to be born into one of Athenapolis' high families." Not for the first time you wonder how someone like Relia even got to her age without being married off. Imagining this beautiful young woman as a teenager is not all that difficult, and to think that she may have been given to a man over twice her age as a way of cementing a family alliance was frankly criminal. Arranged marriages were not unlike the capture and ravaging of young women by Riders, only the whole thing happens in excruciating slow pace and the man the girl ends up with could be a total looser. At least if a Rider captures a prize, the young woman in question knows that the man is fit and daring.

Pushing harder you are rewarded by the sight of her anus suddenly swallowing the head of your cock. She lets out a long loud moan of pain and you wonder what the guards outside your tent must be thinking as they hear you claim this noblewoman's tight ass.

"Are you OK?" you ask, "we can stop."

"No, Rider." Relia groans softly into the pillow, but I can still make her words. "I want you to do it." As if to make her decision even clearer she presses down on your rod and takes a little more of it into her tight passage. "Ruin my tight ass; teach me what it means to be taken by a man."

For the next ten minutes that is exactly what you do. Slowly at first, so her body can get accustomed to your size, but in time you are pounding away at her with all your might. After the stress of the siege and the run to the United Armies' camp this is exactly what you need. Only after you explode into the once proud noblewoman do you release her wrists from the binding cords and pull her into your arms.