She loves it!

"Yes! Just like that, Rider." Vitaliya's soft body wiggles on your fingers, pushing herself onto you takes your probing digits deeper and deeper into her tight holes. "My husband was the High Rider, I understand better than most what - agh, what a Rider does to a newly acquired woman." Her gasp of pleasure adds credence to the eager widow's words, "At first he treated me like high-born lady that he married, but it did not take long before he started showing me exactly what he did to his captured prizes." It's surprisingly easy to picture Vitaliya begging for her randy husband's cock. You wonder how long it's been since she got the good hard reaming she is asking for.

"You liked it when he fucked you like a raw ****?" You pull her head back by her hair, arching her body like the auction-masters do when they are exhibiting their wares. Vitaliya's open mouthed scream could have been from the rough treatment or perhaps your fingers reached a particularly sensitive spot deep inside her.

"What do you think, Relia?" You ask with a wicked chuckle, "does it look like I picked out a hot **** to you?"

"Oh yeah," Relia coos, "you're going to like fucking this one, Korban." She climbs off her couch and closes with where Vitaliya is squirming in your arms. She strokes the woman's cheek gently and leans forward so she can whisper softly into her ear.

"I used to think I was too refined to be fucked by a free-Rider like this." She smiles wickedly at Vitaliya, "Did your husband used you like one of his teary-eyed captives brought back from a raid?" Before the young widow can answer, Relia continues. "Did he put manacles on your wrists and pull your hands behind your back?" By now Vitaliya's eyes are rolling wildly, and her breathing is coming out in short gasps, but she nods in answer to Relia's query and Relia pounces like a cat on a wounded mouse. "Did you squeal and wiggle in his arms as he **** apart your legs and rammed his hard cock into your tight little pussy? At least you weren't still a virgin like those other poor girls were."

"I was though," Vitaliya has just enough awareness left to answer, "I'd never had a man take me in that hole before." You feel her sphincter tighten around your finger as if she is reliving that first brutal ass-fuck. "It hurt, oh Goddess it hurt so bad, but it's what I wanted."

"What?" You and Relia share a surprised look. "You wanted to be **** like that?" Vitaliya nods her head shyly, still squirming on your two fingers. You ease the intensity of your fingering, curious now to hear more of this unexpected story.

"We had just returned from a private auction where one of his prizes was being sold, I begged Weller to violate me like I was his ****." The pretty widow explains. "She was the daughter of one of the noble houses of Thebes; young, beautiful and looked just as sheltered and pure as I was when I was on my wedding night." Vitaliya gyrates on your fingers trying to find some relief, but she continues quietly. "The High Rider was there to see how much gold he would be getting, but I watched the poor girl slowly remove the drape that covered her naked figure with growing desire."

"All around me, the men bidding on the poor girl got more and more excited as the girl was turned slowly around so her slim limbs and soft curves were on full display." Vitaliya's voice grows a little louder as she realizes that she has yours and Relia's undivided attention, "I watched the trembling captive plead tearfully as the top bidders each came on stage to personally confirm her virginity. I couldn't stop thinking about how mortifying it would be for an innocent captive like that to be probed by those nasty old men. It was awful, but I could feel my insides start to heat like bowl of water in the hot sun."

"It only got worse when High Rider Weller leaned over to whisper in my ear that while her maidenhead was still intact, that the Thebian maiden wasn't as pure as the slavers were making her seem. He told me that by the time he had returned to Athenapolis from Thebes, he had reamed out her backside so many times that she was starting to like it." It is impossible not to think about how good Relia had felt jerking on your cock that first flight when you took her. The color in Relia's cheeks confirms that she is thinking similar thoughts, but Vitaliya misses all of that as she relates what happened to her. "When the sale ended, I told Weller that I wanted him to show me every wicked thing he did to that poor girl. I begged him to take me like that. He was shocked, but in a good mood from the sale and agreed to show me everything."

"Oh fuck." Relia gasps hoarsely. "I've been to those auctions too, laughing at the fresh captives as they were stripped and displayed one by one. My friends and I used to mock the chaste virgins, betting on which would break first, or loudest and whether or not they'd squirt." These two ladies had much more in common with each other than you and Relia tells Vitaliya her deepest darkest secret. "But when I got home afterwards, I rode my slaves' faces again and again until I was too exhausted to think." Relia laughs sadly. "If there had been a Rider in my house, I might have begged him do me too."

"Weller took me so hard that night." Vitaliya whispered to Relia so softly you could only just barely hear her. "First my ass, and then he put me on my hands and knees and pretended to deflower roughly as he pulled my hair and slapped me until I screamed in surrender." By now both Relia and Vitaliya was wiggling just like the new slaves on the auction block must have as the gold-robed slavers used every trick they knew to make them climax. "I came so hard that night, but I was so ashamed that in the morning I made Weller promise never to do that again. Soon after that I discovered I was pregnant, so our sex was gentle and boring from that day on." Relia takes Vitaliya's hand and squeezes it firmly.

"When Rider Korban was done with me that first night," she pauses long enough to glance in your direction, "I finally understood I was no better than any of those sluts after all - and neither are you!" She turns her attention back to Vitaliya. "I bet your husband used dozens of captured women that way as he flew them back to Athenapolis. He didn't need his sweet young bride and mother of his son to be his whore. But that's what you want, isn't it?"