Roger cock blocks the jailer.

With keys in tow, Roger went to pick up the wooden chair. The jailer's eyes darted around and caught him. On reaction, Roger slugged the man square in the jaw, then reeled back in pain, shaking his hand furiously The jailer grabbed Roger and they both tumbled to the ground, rolling out of the tent. This grabbed the attention of all the other bandits.

Thinking quickly, Roger cried out, "This guy was trying to fuck the prisoners!"

"I was not!" the jailer cried out, indignantly. Unfortunately for him, this revealed his open cock, still pretty hard and wet.

"Peter! You bastard!" Cried out the bandit leader. His men immediately started to pummel on the jailer, leaving Roger enough distraction to sneak back into the tent and unlock the girls.

"What happened?!" Becky asked.

"I'll tell you later, let's go!" Roger said urgently.

They stuck to the plan and ran over to the stables. Everyone was too distracted by the lynching to notice. Penelope expertly mounted the horse and Roger helped Becky climb onto another. "You got the hand of it?" he asked her.

"Yeah, I'll manage, "Becky replied, steadying herself on the bare back. Roger released the other horse, saving one for himself.

He was trying to figure out how to get onto it when someone in the distance yelled out, "Prisoners escaping!"

Penelope held out her hand, 'Get on!" Roger took the hand and was surprised at the slender girl's ability to lift him up. He got his leg over and perched behind the lithe blonde. "Hold tight!" Penelope called back, then squeezed her thighs around the animal and kick her heel into its side, yelling, "Hyah!!"

The horse took off, forcing Roger to hold tight around the naked lady's waist. He became acutely aware of the woman's nudity and what problem may come if she noticed his body hardening up behind her. He looked back to Becky. She was barely keeping up, not being as skilled a rider as Penelope was showing to be. The other horses raced beside them, jostling Becky, making it even harder for her to keep her balance. She nearly lost her balance, almost making Roger go into a heart attack! She managed to catch herself, clinging onto the horse's mane for dear life. Roger's heart was in his throat watching his wife barely keeping on. When they were a distance away from the camp, he urged Penelope to slow down.

"Becky can't ride like this, she's a beginner like me!" Roger explained.

"We don't have the time for me to teach you both... we'll just have to share one horse, I think he can take our weight, it'll just slow him down some," Penelope decided.

"I think we're far enough way that those bandits won't catch up soon," Becky surmised.

With that decided, the three remounted their strongest horse and rode toward Penelope's village. Roger argued about sitting between them, but since he weighed the most, it was reasoned that it would cause the least amount of strain on the horse with this order. Under other circumstances, he may have enjoyed riding between two beautiful naked women, but he felt an unease at riding behind Penelope with his aching crotch bouncing so close to her sex. Becky's body pressed up behind him constantly reminded him that he was under watch.

Roger tried to make some conversation to take his mind off the predicament. "So, what were you doing out in the water?" he asked Penelope. Referring to their original rescue of her in the middle of the river.

"I was running away from home," Penelope said simply.

"Why?"

"My parents wanted me to marry the new king,"she answered.

"The Grand Wizard Paul?" Roger deduced.

"Aye, curse his soul," Penelope spat, "He's a nasty man with a disgusting demeanor. He saw me in the village one day while he was passing through, surveying his kingdom. He took an eye to me and offered to bring my to his court. My parents wanted to gain influence in the court by having their daughter betrothed to him, but I want nothing to do with it! I had heard rumors that he collects pretty girls so that they can be his play things and keeps them in a dungeon. So, I waited until night and fled! I didn't plan on where to go or how to get there and spent most of the night wandering the woods. Then, I tried to cross the river and that's where Lady Becky rescued me. You know the rest of the story from there."

Roger nodded. "It just so happens that we are on a quest to bring down the new king."

Penelope stopped their ride and turned to Roger. She told him, "If there's anything I can do to help, I am more than willing!"