Yes, with the curvy brunette

"Is that all you men ever think about?" You see Relia's jaw tighten. "I've explained to you already, you can't have me," she glances at the pair of slaves waiting by the door and with an exaggerated sigh she offers a compromise. "I guess you can use one of them, if you're quick." You'll have to be quick. From the main courtyard below you can see well organized platoons of invaders moving purposefully deeper into the city as well as a few groups of citizens rallying to the cries of charismatic leaders trying to fight the inevitable. Ignoring the mass chaos of warriors smashing their way into houses and plundering anything of value you turn your attention back to the two slaves.

The small-boned blonde is so thin you wonder if she could break if one of the burly hoplites captured her. Her small breasts look fine on her petite torso with a waist as thin as your thigh. She looks away quickly when she sees you appraising her and you wonder if she's had any experience with men at all. It is hard to imagine that a **** as pretty as she is in her own dainty way could have avoided the attention of men. More likely, her experience with sex has been one of pain and humiliation, and she doesn't know how good it can feel when a man takes the time to treat her right.

You feel a little sorry for her. The men who break through the main doors on the ground floor and climb the stairs to find this pair are unlikely to be gentle or caring. You could, with a little coaxing, get her ready for what is to come, but you are in the mood for something hard and quick, not a slow seduction.

Instead you point to the brunette. "Strip!" The brunette smiles brightly as she turns slightly away from you and slides her tunic from her shoulders.

"Perfect!" Exclaims Lady Relia most certainly relieved that you are willing to settle for a **** instead of demanding her. "That man-hungry tease can be part of your payment. Uhm - is there someplace I can wait while you enjoy her slutty little body?" You catch a wonderful side look of the olive skinned **** as she steps out of the tunic; her ass is round and firm and her belly curves smoothly towards the mound that is partially concealed by her toned thigh. Turning back to face you she clutches the tunic to her front concealing most but not all of her lovely body. The whole maneuver looks charming and innocent, but you know that pleasure slaves practice that maneuver over and over again until they can show just the right amount of skin to arouse the interest of anyone watching.

"Very nice," you laugh loudly. "Now go get on my bed and we'll see what else you've been trained to do." As she runs by you, you slap the ****'s curvy ass leaving a red print on her smooth flesh; she squeals in surprise and then giggles as she jumps up on the four poster bed.

Turning to Lady Relia you say "There is no place else. This is a Rider's apartment. I live in this room and Swift is on the balcony." Pointing to the large doorway opposite the bed you add a warning. "I don't recommend going out there without me, Swift might mistake you for dinner." Lady Relia's displeasure as she leads her other **** by the arm to the window is impossible to miss, but you have more important matters to attend to so you pretty much ignore her attempt to retain what is left of her dignity. The petite blonde **** by her side seems as uncomfortable with the fucking that was about to happen as her free mistress, and again you wondered how that lithe-bodied cutie could have so little experience with men.

You turn your attention back to the bed and see the **** kneeling on the bed holding both tits up to her mouth licking first one nipple then the other watching you carefully to gage your reaction to her exhibitionist teasing.