Rest and relaxation

"That was fucking amazing!" You gaze down in admiration at Sariani's thin waist, wide hips and full breasts. She looks even better now that she has been fucked and the way her dark eyes gaze up at you expectantly makes you want to take her again. Of course, there are two other naked acolytes waiting for their turn to feel a man's cock for the first time, but why rush things? Since waking yesterday morning in Lady Sophia's mansion, you have been up pretty much nonstop. First, fucking your way through your private little harem in Sophia's chambers and then the whole thing about dealing with the Lord High Rider and that pissant War Captain who tried to take your prizes. And that was before taking the temple and fighting back the demons from the catacombs. You needed that fuck badly, but now you want food and rest.

"You see Erina?" Cassiopea pushes her red headed friend forward another step, offering the nervous young acolyte once again. "I told you the Captain would make you feel good." Considering that less than 24 hours ago this charming young beauty had been as innocent and sweet as her friend, you are delighted with this once chaste acolyte of Athena.

"Oh, I will, my love," you smile as you take in Erina's round breasts with their sprinkling of freckles and small pink nipples, "but I think first I'd better get something hot to eat and some rest." You don't miss Adriana and Nicia's disappointment, but they'll get a good view when the time comes to ravish the others. Cassiopea looks surprised too, she blinks once or twice in confusion, before kissing Erina softly on her cheek and gesturing to the door.

"The Temple kitchens are through here, Sir." Behind you, you see Sophia helping Sariani to her feet. The desert beauty looks a little unsteady on her feet and she winces when she takes her first steps, but other than the smear of red on her pale thigh, she seems to have come through the ordeal pretty well. "You may have to do the cooking yourself, Captain." Sariani warns you from behind, "We have a rotation system, but I suspect that the acolytes whose turn it is to prepare breakfast are engaged in other duties." In almost perfect timing to accentuate her little joke you hear a scream coming down the hallway. Unlike the shrieks you heard earlier from the sanctuary as your men violated their prizes, these sound like cries of passion as some other lucky acolyte is being taught the joys of womanhood.

You see the women exchange knowing smiles, and even hear a giggle from Erina in response to something Cassiopea whispers. Even the tall Nubian acolyte is no longer fighting Adriana as she is being led with the others although you're not sure if that is because she has become resigned to her fate or if she is thankful for this reprieved.

It is still early in the morning, sometime in the predawn, and the kitchen is as empty as Sariani predicted. You watch contentedly as the three acolytes prepare a large pot of crushed grain flavored with dried fruit and date sugar. It was almost domestic scene from your childhood, except instead of your grey-haired mother whose baggy dress barely covered her sagging tits and fat ass, the women preparing the morning meal are all naked young and beautiful.

Slowly, the rest of the temple inhabitants begin to appear as the smell of the porridge began to spread from the kitchens. Each of your men accompanied by one of the captured acolytes; the young women looked well fucked and for the most part, surprisingly docile as they are escorted into the dining hall by the hoplites in your command. Antonios and Marcus are still off somewhere and by your count there are still eight more captives somewhere but for the most part everyone is here, and you decide to make your intentions clear.

"This looks like as good a place as any to hole up for the next few days, lads." Nods of agreement and even a few broad smiles confirm that your men have had enough of fighting and are ready to enjoy the spoils of war. "Other than the Citadel, this is probably the safest place be in the whole city. We got food, a place to rest, more gold and gems then we ever dreamed of, and," you pause long enough to pull the freshly-fucked Sariani a little closer, "better pussy than the finest whore house on silk street." This results in slamming of tables and roars from your men and some blushing and hanging of heads from most of the newly initiated women.

You spend the next few minutes setting up guard details, arranging for one of the smaller lower-level rooms to be converted into a latrine and reestablishing a rotation of acolytes responsible for cooking and cleaning. With that you retire to the room set up by the former high priestess and lay out on the great bed allowing Sophia, Adriana and Nicia to figure out what to do with your growing collection of prizes.