Leave Athenapolis - Or I'll kill you

"Leave Athenapolis." You tell Alrechi "As soon as you can. Take your men, your toys and your sick games and get out of this city. If you don't, I'll find you, and I'll kill you. Nothing fancy, but dead just the same." Checking the dark skinned aristocrat's bindings one more time you step back and dress slowly. "I have to leave you like this." You tell him as you finish dressing, "Eventually your men will figure out that you need help, when they do, don't forget my generous offer." Alrechi mumbles something into his gag, but you don't even bother trying to understand him.

"Good-bye Lover" Leaning over you kiss his right temple, his hair smells clean and fresh and the warmth of his skin under your lips is alluring. "Well, I guess not 'Lover' really," With regret you step back "You would have been good though if you weren't such a bastard." He was a good looking man, even tied to the heavy bed, sitting on the floor with his clothes cut from his body revealing the finely toned muscles of his abdomen and thighs, Alrechi was good looking.

Unbarring the heavy door to the room you step into the hall on the far side; the same maid that had warned you not to get involved was emptying a bucket out the back window and jumps in alarm as you close and lock the door behind you. No doubt pretty little barmaid was doing her very best to stay away from Alrechi’s rowdy men downstairs. The sounds of the gangbang below is unmistakable and you can easily imagine this girl being drawn into the ‘games’ in the common room below.

"Are you all-right?" She asks in wonder. "He didn't hurt you?" Her eyes are as big and round as gold coins as she watches you move quietly towards her.

"He tried, Honey. He tried." Stepping close to her you hold her hand in yours and give it a reassuring squeeze. Watching the girl staring at you in confusion you had an idea. "Can you do me a favor?" You ask her and she slowly nods her head "My knives are all downstairs on the table, can you get them for me?"

You can see the fear flood into her eyes. Not only is the room below occupied by nearly a dozen men who are using two whores in every conceivable way, but she seems to have had at least one (and possibly more than one) experience with Alrechi himself. Was it even fair to ask the girl to risk the kind of punishment he would inflict if Alrechi ever learned that she had helped you?