Just as Adriana predicted

Lady Sophia is indeed waiting for you just as Adriana predicted. She is standing barefoot near the center of the large circular room still wearing the embroidered tunic you remember from dinner but her hair is different; free of the decorative combs and brushed out it falls in dark waves past her slender shoulders. Behind her you see a high canopied bed piled high with mussed covers and under an arched window is rests a upholstered couch of carved mahogany and a matching table. On the low table is an open amphorae and a full glass of red wine. The forgotten wine is perhaps an indication of how uncertain the noblewoman feels about her present situation, you can picture her nervously moving about her bed chamber this past hour - brushing her hair, pouring the wine, taking off her sandals, laying on her bed restlessly before climbing to her feet to once again pace the confines of her spacious suite.

"Please don't do this." You can hear the nervousness in her voice as you step into the room and lock the door behind you. There can be no doubt what your intentions are because your member is still proudly erect tenting your tunic in an almost comic fashion. Once inside Lady Sophia's room you let the garment fall to the floor so she can see your erection gleaming from the juices in Adriana's tight pussy, but she clearly doesn't realize what you've just done with her daughter.

"Take my husband's whores, or even the other free-women if you must, but please don't **** me or my daughter." You close the distance between you noting as you do the curtained archway to your left and the stairs that rise to the next level of the tower on the inner wall of the room. You are aware that either one could allow access to an attacker, but most of your attention is on the woman who stands before you staring at your naked body with a combination of fear and excitement.

"Why would I want a whore, when I can have the pick of prizes in this mansion?" You can see her eyes widen in comprehension as for the first time she notices the streak of blood on your manhood.

"Adriana?" Her calm reserve completely shattered. You wolfish grin confirms her fears, but before she can cause a scene you make it clear that you are not done.

"Yes, and now I've come for you."

"But I'm married." She protests weakly.

"You husband is either dead, or he has abandoned you as he flees in terror." You tell her without pity, "either way he has forfeited his claim on you."

"So now you get to **** me instead." Lady Sophia's rapid breathing was lifting the bodice of her tunic and you were reminded once again how much fuller figured she was than her daughter's slimmer build.

"I'm not going to **** you." You assure her as you brush her cheek with the back of your fingers. "I won't have to." Sophia's eyes fall unable to meet your intense stare. "You're going to obediently comply to every one of my demands."

"Why would I do that?" She demands still unable to meet your gaze. "You've already overrun my household, chained my son and deflowered my daughter, and informed me that no matter what I do or say that we will be sold in chains at the center market of my own fallen city. Why would I willingly submit to your coarse demands on my flesh?" It was a good question, but between the color of her cheeks and the peaks you see in the soft folds of the tunic covering her tits, you are pretty sure that Adriana is correct about how much her mother needs to feel a man inside her.

"Because..." you let your hand slowly trace a line along a fluttering vein of her throat and into the valley between her breasts as you speak "...because this is what you want." Hooking the embroidered fabric of her bodice you pull her towards you until your standing toe to toe with less than a hand's width separating your eyes. "Tell me that you want me to walk out that door, Lady Sophia, and I will." It was a bit of a gamble, but not much of one because her eager little slut of a daughter is waiting just twenty paces from where you stand.

"I don't think that you will." You whisper confidently, "I think your body hungers for this as much as I hunger for you."