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Ignoring her protests you lower your mouth to hers softly brushing her lips. She tries to pull away but your hips are pinning her firmly against the windowsill and you capture her chin and hold her still as you continue your teasing kiss all the while gently squeezing her tit through the soft fabric of her house tunic. After her half-hearted attempt to escape, Lady Kiriakolis apparently decides to suffer the indignity with stoic detachment, but as the kiss deepens you feel her struggling to remain passive. Her back arches slightly pressing her breast into your palm and her tongue begins to respond to yours as you explore the sensitive inside of her small mouth. Even her hips begin to press into yours in a slow rhythm and just when you think she is starting to enjoy this kiss she stiffens in your arms and twists her mouth away.

"What are you doing?!" Her eyes are flashing with a mixture of anger and arousal, "we don't have time for your carnal desires." A quick glance over her blonde hair up into the city skies reveals that the drake wires are still stretched over your tower although it looks like at least some of the Riders stationed above are circling lower eager for their chance to plunder the riches of the city below as soon as the wires drop. Lady Relia is panting softly and her cheeks are flushed with a rosy color that wasn't there when she first lifted her veil; it would be easy enough to ignore her protests and kiss her again or even sweep her up into your arms and carry her to your bed, but you decide to slow your **** on her virtue. You'd much rather break through this proud noblewoman's reserves and get her ready for the inevitable than to **** your way into a dry passage. You turn small body firmly so she is looking out the window and with your hand on her white throat you tilt her head upward until she is looking at the wires overhead.

"Do you see those drake wires overhead my lady?" You ask as you savor the pleasant feeling of her ass cupping your erection. Her silent nod is accompanied by a tremor that passes through her entire body. She is clearly aware that this new position is as full of erotic potential as when she was facing you even before your mouth finds her soft ear. "We have plenty of time Lady Kiriakolis," you whisper softly against her ear "but you keep watching those wires as I play, and if they come down before I pluck your cherry, I promise to drop everything and get us out of here." You feel her attention shift hopefully to the wires overhead. "Does that seem fair enough, Lady Relia?" This time both hands reach around her to fondle her fat tits squeezing them gently as she squirms in your grasp.

"You are a despicable man, Rider Korban." Lady Relia moans softly as you grind your cock against her from behind.

"I am, Lady Relia." You confess as you begin to lift the long tunic up along her slender hips gathering it in a bunch at her waist. "But I'm not as ruthless as those fortune-hunters that are pouring into the squares below." Even as you speak you see a squad of irregulars dragging a woman and two teens who look much like younger versions of their mother out of a building on the far side of the square. The woman's torn dress is streaked with blood and the teens have been stripped completely naked by their captors. "That's exactly what's going to happen to you and your pretty slaves if we can't get away."

"But I'm a noblewoman!" Relia protests softly as her tunic lifts over her hips.

"You don't look like a wealthy aristocrat," you chuckle as one hand returns to her tits while the other grabs one of her soft round ass-cheeks and squeezes it roughly. "Not in this neighborhood, and certainly not dressed like this." In the square below you see groups of men pushing the pleading women down on the hot paving stones as their comrades jostle for the right to be the first to climb between the spread thighs of the struggling prizes. With her tight skirt no longer around her legs, you are able to kick apart Lady Kiriakolis' legs planting your knees firmly between hers and opening her thighs for your exploring hand. Despite Lady Relia's protests you can feel an unmistakable dampness secreting from her sex. At least one of the young teens below must have been a virgin because when the first man climbed from her jerking body a streak of crimson was visible on her white thigh even from this distance. Relia's gasp as she sees the evidence of the maiden's innocence reminds you of how close she is to sharing that girl's fate. Perhaps. You find it hard to believe that any woman as pretty as Lady Kiriakolis could reach her age without being married off to some wealthy bugger who wanted a young beautiful trophy wife to show off at parties and enjoy each night in his bedchambers. Especially if this bride came from a good family and had a body built for fucking like this one's.

"Are you really as pure as that sweet little thing was?" You ask as you start to finger her from behind to prepare her for your cock.

"Please, don't do this." Relia whimpers softly as your fingers start to loosen her tight slit. "I swear by the goddess, I've never been with a man." More shrieks of despair come from the courtyard below as other women are dragged from their hiding places, but you are more interested in the moaning woman in front of you. "Wait, wait!" She cries out when she feels your cock spring free and slap against her bare ass.