Pick that peach

Sheathing his sword Korven held the brunette firmly by her upper arm while his right hand cupped her full tit.

"You scum!" exclaimed the woman in disbelief "I can't believe that our city fell to men like you."

“That’s right girl” Korven answered, pinching her nipple gently and feeling it respond to his fingers. “I am scum, and I’d do things that most men wouldn’t even dream of.” As he continued speaking his fingers tighten their grip on her puckered tip and the girl gasps as she fights the pain.

“How dare you? Have you no honor?” Korven laughed out loud and used his grip on the throbbing nipple to lift the girl to her toes.

“That’s just it girl. I care nothing for honor, not mine … not yours.” The woman’s eyes widen as she understood the implications of his last statement. She was trapped in this cellar, her arms bound tightly behind her back and this common foot soldier was going to ravage her.

“No please, you mustn’t” Korven ignored her pleas for mercy and backed the young woman until the back of her knees bumped against a large bale of rags. He enjoyed the look of despair in her eyes as he drew a short knife and used its razor sharp blade to slice away what was left of her satin gown. She stood before him wearing nothing but a scrap of silk draped around her hips and a pair of light colored boots that were laced tightly over her slim ankles. Korven looked over at the blonde woman, she had not moved a step and was looking at him with wide eyes.

“I entered this city looking for two things.” Korvin told the women “A sweet young wench to stick my hard cock into, and so much gold that I’ll have trouble carrying it from the city.” Korven released her nipple but as the blood rushes back to the hard knob, he moved his hand up to the back of her head and tilted her face up to his. “I’ll be able to sell you for a pretty purse.” He told the girl as he lowered his lips to hers. The kiss was masterful if not gentle, his lips pressed fiercely against hers and as she gasped in protest his tongue slid between her teeth and plundered her soft mouth. At first she struggled wildly in his arms but as the kiss deepened he felt her start to respond, by the time he lifted his lips from hers she had completely stopped fighting him.

“Wait! Take me instead.” Korven turned his head surprised by the blonde’s first words. “As attractive as you are, why should I enjoy you instead of your sister?” He noticed a moment of confusion, but then she answered him with more confidence.

“She is untouched. Surely she is worth more as a virgin than she will be once you have spoiled her.”

“But you are a maid yourself!” the brunette protested, “aren’t you?” The blonde shook her head slightly and you could see her blush even in the dim light.

“Who? When? Why didn’t you tell me?” As much as Korven would like to listen in on their girl talk, his cock was throbbing in his pants and he had to make a choice.