Not yet, but waiting is fun

So you wait. There is a another significant delay while the young women chosen by the victors are stripped of the rest of their clothing and their naked bodies are gleefully examined by their new masters. Most of the stripped prizes are still shocked by their sudden change of status. Many submit without a fight to the powerful warriors who select them, lead them from the crowd and then cut away the fine undertunics exposing their nude bodies to the lustful eyes of their fellow officers. The ones that do object are quickly put into place; there are more than enough chains and gags to make clear to the resisting prizes that their lot in life has changed significantly in the past hour. It is not like even the most innocent of these women do not understand the fate of women taken in war by victorious warriors.

The naked women are as lovely as you expected, from the exquisite unblemished bodies of the priestesses and full-breasted trophy wives of the wealthiest, most powerful men of the city to their slender-hipped daughters with their firm tits and clear skin of youth these are indeed some of the finest prizes in the whole city. You feel the stirring of your cock as you watch the lucky officers run their hands over the soft flesh of their selections. It is with particular interest that you take note of the sassy brunette who had teased you at the base of the Citadel is stripped naked and held up for all to see. The Hoplite from Apollopol who cups her plump breasts is clearly pleased with his share of the plunder. Surprisingly, the captured prize doesn't seem too distraught by the fact that she has ended up in the hands of a strong warrior, is this what she secretly wanted all along? Some of the other captives are still struggling, many however seem resigned to the fate of women captured in war as they wait for their new masters.

Lady Relia directs your attention to the women slowly removing the distinctive robes of the Temple of Athena It is a truly marvelous sight, the once proud priestesses of Athena standing naked with bowed heads before the officers who claimed them. They would have been high on your list too. You learn as you overhear the warriors question the newly stripped clerics that the High Priestess is not among those captured; she had decided to remain holed up in the temple below with over half dozen of the younger priestesses and all of the temple's teenaged acolytes. You envy the men that will be have the opportunity to pry open that prized oyster and find the perfect pearls waiting for them inside.

All around you the newly captured women are being put to service by the troops from the United Armies. Luckily, you don't have to go unsatisfied as you wait, because you too have a former noblewoman of Athenapolis to serve you.

Pulling Lady Relia closer, you slip your hand under the loose robe that she pulled over her naked body and find one of her plump tits. Like you, she is excited by the sight of so many women at the mercy of the victorious conquerors. Instead of protesting like most of those unfortunate women, Relia turns to press her mouth to yours.

"Are you going to fuck me?" She gasps after a brief but intense kiss. "Right here with everyone watching?" In the space of forty-eight hours, this Athenian noblewoman's situation has changed so often that her head must be reeling, but now as she watches warriors enjoying the spoils of war she is as excited as you.

"That's the plan." You growl, pulling the robes back off her slender shoulders trapping her arms behind her back as she squeals. Her cries are not the only ones, but you are no longer distracted by the sight so many women being tested by their new masters. You have something far more interesting right here in front of you. From behind the wiggling noblewoman your hands are free to roam over her breasts and downward over the soft curve of her belly to the junction between her soft thighs. She struggles a little, but her hands and arms are effectively trapped by the fabric of the bunched-up robes.

"Goddess, I can't stop you, I can't … " Any doubt you might have about how excited she is when your fingers reach her dripping pussy.

"You don't want me to stop!" You laugh as you drive two fingers up into her as you twist one of her puckered nipples with your other hand. "You want me to fuck your eager little cunt." She moans softly and as you bend her at her waist, and you wonder once again how much the terrifying possibility of being captured and used by invading forces must have weighed on this woman during the siege. You have not forgotten just how eagerly she had responded that first night on the cliffs and pull her soft ass back against your hips.

"Don't you wish you could have your share of that?" Lady Relia gasps you as she glances toward the high table where the High Marshal is running his hands over the slender nude body of the trembling dark-haired teen at least thirty years younger than him. Not far from where you are fondling Lady Relia you see four women pinned to the stone walls by their captors who are trying out the pretty things for the first time. Behind you the Lords of Athenapolis are being marched down the same narrow path that you had climbed not long ago, and the courtyard had suddenly become much less crowded.

"None of those are as pretty as you." You grunt coarsely as you push into her. Relia arches upward is response to the sudden intrusion, but by now you're holding her arms just above her elbows with that extra leverage you **** yourself as deep as possible. "Oh, I'll get another one, my Lady, but right now I'm more than happy with the noblewoman I've chosen for my pleasure.

"You're a pig." Relia whispers in your ear, but even as she does her ass writhes on your stiff cock. "But, I hope you can find a pretty one," and then even softer she breaths into your ear so quietly you wonder if you hear her correctly "and I hope you'll share her with me."

"Maybe," you settle into a steady rhythm, "if you're a good girl, but if you're naughty..." you pause long enough to slap her round ass with your palm, "then I'll have to spank your pretty ass until you learn to behave."

"Oh Fuck!" Relia screams, but not from the pain, "Oh FUCK!" You can feel the tight sheath tightening around your cock and both of you cry out together as you fill her from behind.

You hear a polite scratching from behind you and see one of the Lord Marshal's clerks standing beside a pair of grim-faced soldiers fresh from the camp below.