Lady’s chambers

Once you’re all clear of the staircase, you bring the procession to a halt and let go off Zanya’s hand before stepping to stand in front of Europa, who looks up at you with her lively eyes narrowed into tiny slits and her full, ripe lips puckered in a way which leaves you yearning to reacquaint yourself with them.

Maluba is also looking at you, though her expression appeals to you for different reasons than Europa’s, with her lips drawn back into a lustful grin, almost a snarl even, and her eyes gleaming with a sort of aggressive want that is miles apart from Europa’s more passive lustfulness.

From the way in which she’s looking at you, you’re surprised that Maluba doesn’t simply jump you and start stripping you of your clothes and armour right there in the corridor, but instead settles for placing herself by your side, where the mere brush of her shoulder against yours causes your muscles to tense up and your nostrils to sink in as you draw a deep breath.

Moments later, Zanya has sauntered up to stand next to Europa, a confident smile present on the blonde’s lips as she slips her hand down the brunette’s womanly belly, the feel of her nimble fingers caressing her slit forcing Europa to heave her shoulders upwards and arc her back so that her copious tits appear even bigger.

“Europa,” you begin, although you have your doubts as to whether or not the buxom girl will be able to hear you while Zanya is playing so skilfully with her pussy, “I want you to tell me how to get to your mistress’s bedroom.”

Even if what Zanya is doing is serving to diminish Europa’s attention span, you’re unwilling to order the wilfully sluttish blonde to stop what she’s doing, particularly when the repeated sight of Europa’s knees bucking as though she’s about to collapse before she manages to straighten herself out again is causing your already stiff cock to start to ache for some much-needed relief, with you and Maluba following how the recurring weakness of Europa’s knees causes her sex to sink down harder against Zanya’s eager fingers, with the dark-skinned warrioress having already undone a few of the straps of your armour.

Slowly, and sounding desperately out of breath, Europa begins to provide you with the directions to her old mistress’s bedroom, even if Zanya’s continued stroking of her fingers against her sex does cause her to interrupt herself ever so often to allow a moan or a coo or a purring noise to slip out of her throat.

Once Europa has managed to complete the not too difficult task of telling you where to go, you make Zanya cease her toying with her clit by leaning forwards and seizing hold of one of her hard, dark nipples, catching the bud between your thumb and ring finger as the recollection of how responsive she is to having her nipples played with brings a thin smile to your face.

“Zanya, that’s enough,” you inform her as the feel of you rubbing her nipple between your fingers causes her to let go of Europa’s button and shiver delicately as you continue what you’re doing for a few seconds longer before relinquishing your hold of her nipple.

The walk to Lady Reilia’s old bedroom is not a particularly long one, and as you enter it you’re struck by the fact that while the rest of her mansion is very impressive indeed, this room is more luxuriously and lavishly decorated than anything you’ve ever seen before, and you guess that there must be at least a dozen items in here, whether they’re furniture or art, which would on their own provide you with enough money to live like a rich man for months and years. You’ll share the profits with your men, of course, but even then the profits from this room alone will easily be enough that you can buy that farm that you’ve always wanted to own. Scratch that, your designs were for a small piece of land to call your own, but now you can have a pretty large piece of land to call your own, complete with livestock and slaves.

But you can revel in your new-found wealth later on, and deal with the more pressing matter of your achingly hard cock, the stiffness of which is not exactly diminished by how Europa has sashayed over to kneel on her former mistress’s massive bed, with her head turned back to send you a come-hither look while Zanya is leaning in behind her and planting a series of kisses down her ass and onto the back of her thigh.

And as if that wasn’t enough, Maluba has moved over to the large, heavily ornamented table that stands in front of a pair of glass doors that lead out onto the balcony and has leaned across it to pull open the uppermost drawer. That in itself is quite innocent, even if you don’t exactly fail to note how her ample breasts hang down and jiggle about softly as she stands with her back bent, but it’s the way in which she’s hooked the back of her thong over one of her delectably round buttocks so that her pussy and asshole are both completely exposed that makes you wonder if you really have to sample Europa straight away.