She's curious

You walk in silence together past the magnificent Temples at the base of the Citadel. The largest of these temples, is of course the Great Temple of Athena with its golden goddess watching over her city. At the moment though the doors to the temple are tightly sealed and if the United Armies had not been able to take the Citadel that white marble-faced edifice would have remained as untouched as the remaining priestesses cowering within. You guide Vitalia through the great market where this woman might soon be standing as hundreds of men bid on her lush body. As you lead her along the nearly abandoned city streets you wonder if she's worth keeping, or if you'll find someone more pleasing when the markets are flooded with the most beautiful women of the fallen city.

"Your friend," Vitaliya breaks the silence, "is she your lover?" You smile broadly as you remember how eagerly Relia had returned your caresses while waiting in the camp just hours ago.

"I guess so." You reply and when your captive gives you a questioning glance you explain how you met Lady Relia and how you had stripped her of her robes and fucked her as you flew from the city. Vitaliya blushes fiercely as you describe using the gentle rhythm of Swift's powerful flapping to slowly fuck the fight out of the proud aristocrat and you can't help but wonder if her husband had taken his young bride like that himself. You know that you certainly would have taken her for many a ride if she had been your bride, but the young mother on the other end of your rope lead is openly skeptical.

"You betrayed this fine Lady of Athenapolis, robbed her, and then despoiled her, yet now she's your lover?" The idea is clearly not one Vitaliya is quite comfortable with.

"Well, we've been through a lot the past two days." You defend yourself, suddenly less sure about what kind of reception you might be getting when you walk into Relia's domain. Would she have her guards set on you? After a moment of consideration, you remember how excited Lady Relia was by the idea of you finding a pretty young captive in the lower rooms of the Citadel, and you decide that you'll probably be well received.

"Why does she want to see me?" Your captive asks as you approach the West Bend district. Vitaliya is either very naïve or being extra careful about not making any assumptions.

"I imagine she wants to have you lick her pussy until she cums all over your pretty lips." There is no point in sugar-coating your new captive's future. As lovely as Vitaliya is, she will be someone's pleasure **** soon enough and it very might well be Relia who decides to add this young mother to her collection of pretty slaves.

"Ohh!" Maybe this widow really is that unaware of what some mistresses do with their personal slaves. "I thought you..." Her soft voice trails softly into silence.

"Oh, I'll fuck you too, my pet." You assure her with a feral grin. "But you're going to have to learn how to please all your betters now that you are nothing more than a pretty young ****." You watch in quiet anticipation as the expressive dark eyes of your captive widen in wonder. Gods above, you are looking forward to spending some time teaching this buxom beauty how to please a master.

Your bold assertion quiets Vitaliya, and you walk together in silence for a few more minutes until you see the bronze figure of a satyr dancing under a stream of water pouring from a fountain. You get a good look at the statue as you walk around the basin of the fountain. The leering Satyr is taller than you by several hands, and both beautifully sculpted and cast; it was one of the finer fountains in a city that was known for its spectacular public works. Most of the Satyr's hairy legs and muscular chest was green with a well-aged patina, but you note with amusement that the erect phallus that juts upwards more than a foot from the goat-man's loins is polished to a shiny brightness by what must be an unending number of caresses.

"We're here." You tell her as you lead her to the barred gates of the estate on the far side of the fountain. "Be sure to be nice to Relia," you warn Vitaliya as you knock on the gate loudly. "If she doesn't care for you, your pretty ass will be standing on the seller's block waiting for some brothel owner to claim you as a breeding mare for his stables."

Your arrival must have been anticipated, because almost immediately the massive wooden gates of the estate begin to open towards you.