You've always liked delicate tidbits

The delicate blonde server is tiny; probably not quite even five feet and not much more than half your weight. Her wrists and arms are slender, her features are elfin and her waist is so thin you think you could span it with your hands. She looks as small as a pre-teen but her rounded breasts and knowing eyes make you think she is quite a bit older. Curious, you ask her as she offers you a spicy sliver of meat:

"How old are you?" She laughs hesitantly, you get the feeling she is asked that question a lot, and she is assessing you trying to decide how to answer. "The truth," you tell her "not what you think I want to hear you say." She seems to like your directness and answers easily.

"I'm twenty-two" she answers, "but I can be just about any age you like; even as young as a twelve year old innocent." Her eyes grew wide with wonder, and she covered her tits with her free arm “I'm so nervous” her voice has changed to that of a girl on the brink of maturity, "I don't understand what you want me to do." Her voice returned to its normal light tone “That bastard liked that, that's why he kept me around even as he bought new slaves and sold off others.” She pauses to offer you a drink from a silver chalice decorated with gold wire. “He was a twisted man, I'm glad he is gone. I hope you are **** to us than he was. My name is Europa, I am pleased to meet you.” Europa adds as she replaces the chalice on a side table.

“Tell me about him.” You tell her, drawing her tiny body onto the couch with you.

“He was a fat ass with a limp prick who could barely get an erection.” She begins, leaving you no doubt about her true feelings. “When he did get it up, his cock was no bigger than this finger.” She says as she strokes your index finger. “That's why he spent so much money buying young slaves; it was one of the things that would still excite him.” You are beginning to understand why this mansion had such a fine collection of ****-girls. “That and his toys,” Europa continues, leaning her petite body against your chest. “He would summon us to his room and when he couldn't get hard he would torment us until our pain got him hard enough to fuck us." No wonder these slaves did not seem too upset about their change in owners.

"The fat pig spent a lot of money on lotions to stimulate him too, but they didn't seem to work that well, certainly not as well as this!" The willing **** says as her hand slips between your thighs and rubs your rock hard length though your loincloth.

Both Lady Sophia and her daughter are trying hard not to look in your direction as you slide your hand around the tiny blonde’s waist and cup one of her small breasts. On many women her tits would seem tiny, but on her small frame they feel perfect as your fingers stroked her through the thin silk. Sensitive too, you realize, as her nipple starts to harden to your touch. She sighs with pleasure as your hand slides under her tunic and strokes her bare flesh. She turns her body to you and offers your mouth one of her pouty teats. Drawing her puckered nipple into your mouth you swirl your tongue around the hard tip and nip gently with your teeth.

“Oh, you must still be hungry.” She laughs drawing her breast away from you momentarily so she can slip the tunic from her shoulders. Dipping her finger in the thick sauce on the meat tray, she spreads the spicy dressing all over both her nipples. Leaning back to your face she offers her breasts again. “I hope you don't mind your treats spicy.”

This is the life - you think as your mouth alternates from one of her breasts to the other sucking the spicy drippings from her pointy nipples and licking the round curves where the sauce runs down her curves. All around you men and women are losing both their clothing and inhibitions. You notice the lady of the house and her daughter, trying to appear unaffected by the orgy that is developing all around them. Pushing the petite **** from your lap, you motion to the women.

“You two may be more comfortable in your chambers.” You say to Lady Sophia with a nod to her blushing daughter, both women nod their heads gratefully and you can see that Sophia is not unaffected by the scene around her. Calling the dark skinned **** close you point at Lady Sophia's key ring and instruct her:

"Escort these ladies to their chambers, make sure their doors are locked securely, and then return these keys to me." As the women walk stiffly from the room Europa leans close to you and says:

"They both have spare keys to their rooms, my lord, what is to stop them from fleeing?" You answer her speaking loudly enough for the noblewoman and her daughter to hear:

"Locking the doors is for their protection so they are not bothered by my men during the night. Where would they go? The city by now is full of roving gangs of men both from the invading army and the poorer sections of town. A woman caught by either group would be thoroughly used." Europa is taking off your remaining armor as you speak, and you wonder what it would be like to thoroughly use the noblewoman or her daughter. Would they submit to your demands or fight you as you took their bodies?

Maybe later tonight, but now you have someone else to deal with. Turning your attention back to the server, you pull her naked body onto your lap. Your hands can span her narrow waist completely and you hold her gently as she kneels with a knee on either side of your hips, and your cock is squeezed between her naked body and yours.

"You are much bigger than my Lord" whispers Europa eagerly, "you are going to fill me completely."