You're on duty

Caderos pulls out two coins and holds one up in each hand for all to see the markings on the faces of the coins clearly. You are not surprised that the first marking doesn't look familiar at all; you barely know the names of these men so it's no surprise that you don't recognize their marks. You are however a little surprised to see the Alpha carved deeply on the other small silver coin. The men laugh or curse depending on their luck though a few of the men do good humoredly comment how the gods seem to always favor you when it comes to women. All the attention you're getting doesn't make you feel any less awkward about it even if it's good attention, but luckily the Captain doesn't let the moment last.

"Alright you dogs, settle down!" He barks "We got work to do get this place cleaned up. Get the rest of those sweet cunnies on the coffle here and take them back downstairs, and for all the gods wash the smell of woman off you!" The men laugh and start to move about, and he motions you forwards along with another man.

"Adonis, meet Kern." He introduces you to the other lucky winner, "he's old enough to be your grandad, but he's reliable he'll know what to do with all that fresh meat." Caderos turns to the grizzled trooper and grips the man by his shoulder. "Kern, keep Adonis out of trouble; we don't need a **** getting away and causing a fuss because the new guy goes soft." Perhaps you haven't completely hidden your inner doubts about placing other women in Eudora's fate from Caderos after all. "We will hang the tapestry over the door on our side, but you'd better bar it from the inside just in case. We'll be back to open it when both friend and foe has passed, but it could be a couple of days." The grey-haired veteran by your side nods his head and puts his fist to his chest in salute.

"One other thing," He grins as he points a finger at you. "We all expect you two to have a good time, but the men would appreciate it if you didn't pop any cherries until we all get to pick and choose."

"Understood, Sir" Kern salutes again and you mimic the action as well before moving off to add Dorothea to the chain of captives. Even with this last restriction, you're more than happy with this arrangement. In spite of the kill you made less than a week ago, you're not in any way a fighter and you would likely just get in the way if a real melee broke out. Your lack of fighting skill makes watching the women with the old man a much better job and you wonder if the Captain somehow rigged the lottery to keep you out of the way.

Before you have time to give the matter any real thought, you're helping Kern to block up the doorway. Baring the door with wooden beams taken from a vine-draped trellis in the garden. Kern works in silence by your side as you brace the beams against the heavy stone door but as you and he start walking back down the candle-lit steps into the cave he breaks the silence.

"Well, who would have thought we would get the guard duty huh?" He laughs as he snuffs the first candle with his fingers "It's work like this makes the hard stuff worth it." He slaps you on the back and you have to nervously chuckle.

"Yeah...truth be told I wasn't looking forward to fighting anyone. I think I'd just stumble over my spear if I was up top with the rest." Your honesty makes the old man laugh loudly "Aye lad, you're no Achilles when it comes to combat but I bet the gods would watch over you still." After extinguishing the next candle, he adds suddenly "Tell you what, you come find me when you get bored, we can do some sparing; I used to be a drill Sargent in the boot camps way back before the war broke out and they recruited every man who could stand." You nod, grateful for the offer.

Back down in the main cave room the long chain of women have been seated on the floor around the wall of the large room in no specific order. They have been given blankets to sit on but when you comment in surprise about the thoughtfulness Kern only laughs as he explains it is only so the hard rock floors don't damage their soft bodies. You follow Kerns directions as he splits the captured women into two groups roughly the same size.

"You watch this batch," He says pointing to a group of eight students waiting on their knees, "I'll take the others." You can't help but notice that women in Kerns group are all good looking with full curves and round asses while the ones that end up under your care are, on the whole, not as pretty with smaller tits and plainer faces. Kern realizes that you've caught on to his game and slaps you in the back good-naturedly.

"Don't worry boy, this is prime slavemeat, with their baby soft skin and cute little titties. The captain doesn't want any of these beauties to get scratched and bruised before we pass them off to the guild to be sold so it's up to us to take care of them." He thinks for just a bit before explaining a little bit more about why the two of you are with these captives. "Fresh captures like this can't sit for too long tied up before they start bruising, so we've got to release them three or four at a time and let them stretch and get their blood circulating." His grin gives you a hint of how he was planning to get the captive's blood pumping, and once again you eye the twenty or so women in the room. The underground rooms were well stocked with food and drink for you and Kern so you could keep yourselves and the slaves fed it wouldn't do well to have them complaining all hours that you were stuck with them. In the center of the oval-shaped chamber are rigged a pair of makeshift tents for you and Kern to use if you feel like some privacy. You look over the cute young schoolgirls kneeling awkwardly in lines, and you can't help but smile as you imagine taking them one-by-one into your tent and fucking their tight young pussies.

Now, more than ever, you understand why the others were so disappointed that their coins were not chosen. Of course, you can't actually pop their cherries, but you can still have fun. Among the captives left under your care you see Dorothea's bullies kneeling with the others. It's not surprising, these are three of the plainest of the group even flatter and skinnier than the others.

In your tent you can see Dorothea chained by her wrist to the makeshift bed and in Kern's tent is another of the women caught in the first raid apparently claimed as his own ****. She's blonde and looks like the daughter of a tradesman or merchant, lacking the rigidly prepared beauty of upper classes but you have to admit she's not bad looking at all.

"Right, so Adonis is it?" Asks Kern as he looks around the room, you nod your head at the name relieved he isn't going to call you 'Fresh Meat', or 'Kid' the entire time. "The other thing we gotta watch for is these bitches trying to kill themselves or each other." You stare back in surprise, "Some pretty young things like this - especially the wealthy virgins - can't imagine a fate worse than slavery, could be some have poison hidden in here somewhere, or maybe a knife to cut open their wrists." He spits on the ground at his feet. "Be a fucking shame to lose even one of these sweet things like that." As he speaks, he walks along the line of women licking his lips in anticipation, most of them were at least thirty years younger than him.

"We're here for a while. Might as enjoy ourselves." The grey-haired warrior walks down the line of captives he selected and pauses in front of one of the school instructors a big breasted woman still wearing the white robes of a Priestess of Athena, "Let's see now, what am I in the mood for first?" He asks as he looks over the captives. You shake your head a bit with a smirk and walk back to the tent Dorothea is sitting in and she smiles as she sees you come to her, pleased that even with all the other choices you still pick her.

"Master Adonis, I'm glad you were chosen to watch us." She smiles shyly from her knees as you place your helmet to the side.

"Yeah, 'till I learn to really use a weapon I'm doomed" you joke and Dorothea giggles behind her hand.

"Indeed, but I'm sure you will keep yourself safe." She doesn't shy away when you crawl into the small tent on your hands and knees, but she is clearly at odds with her disclosure of the secret door. "I caused this ... if I had been stronger, those others wouldn't have been caught." Dorothea bows her head and then surprises you when she takes your hand in hers. "What makes it worse is that ..." her tear-filled eyes lift to meet yours with an unexpected fierceness "... I'm glad you caught them. I want to see those stuck-up little snots taken down a peg or two. I want to see them sold as slaves, and I want to see them fucked by you and your brothers."

"So, you like seeing them kneeling like that wearing nothing but their chains?"

The accusation makes her smile shyly and she nods her head hesitantly. "Yes, master. In chains and having to let strange men touch them however and whenever they like. "They were so unbearable; they never even gave me a chance. If anyone deserved a fate this shameful, well it is clearly them." She turns around so her head is facing the open end of the tent presenting her ass and cunt to you as she does so and lays face down into a pillow kicking her feet lazily in the air behind her "I will say this master, they deserve whatever fate awaits them." Your mind has a dozen thoughts, mostly of Dorothea and the way she looks but also of the naked girls lined up that trio who set her to this fate who sit just outside in the groups of women.