She's confused

"I don't understand." You can almost hear the cogs grinding as she tries to come to grip with this unexpected development. "Why didn't you take my sister? She's younger and not ruined like me -"

"You're not ruined." You cut her off sharply, irritated by her warped view of the world. This young woman has a lot to learn about what men want. "I told you girl," you scoop together a handful of gemstones and pour them back into the bag as you speak. "I don't feel like fighting some panicky virgin, I want a woman who knows how to treat a man."

"But why did you choose me?" Her voice cracks as she watches the last of the sparkling jewels disappear. "You don't know anything about me."

"I know enough about you," you lean towards her until you can feel her hot breath on your chin, "I know that despite your lack of experience, that you are one hot young woman." Her cheeks brighten again and you decide to push her a little more. "I know that I can make you love a good fucking and that by the time I'm done with you, you'll forget about your lover-boy." Deciding to make a game of these few hours you throw out a challenge.

"Let me show you what a man can do to a sweet young thing like you," you dare her. "Give me some time to awaken the need I feel in you. If I don't have you begging for me to fuck you, I'll send you back to your sister and forgo the pleasure of feeling your tight pussy clamped around my cock."

"How can I trust you?" She asks defiantly, "How do I know you're not going to **** me anyways?"

You move so quickly that the young woman can only yelp in surprise as you pull her onto your lap and press her slender form against your body. You easily pin her arms behind her with one hand while the other roams over her body roughly squeezing her plump tits. Her ass fits perfectly against your lap and her squirming in your grasp does little more than rub you just right, finally when she becomes aware of the hard cock pressing through her tunic she calms down and you whisper your crude answer into her delicate ear.

"You don't know that I'm trustworthy, do you girl?" She shudders against you as you gently pinch one of her puckered teats, "but you do know that I can take what I want anyways if you'd rather not do it my way." In fact, judging by the way her nipple has hardened under your rough fingers, and the soft whimpers you can barely hear, that might be what she wants - or gets no matter what she says.