She makes you an offer

"I don't really mind that you've discovered my secret Captain." The High Priestess's voice caresses your soul seductively. "It doesn't matter anymore anyways." The priestess ignores the panicked rantings of the blond cleric hanging by her wrists and directs all her charisma at you.

"Join with me and my allies, and no one will be able to take what is yours; not the High Rider, not the Lord Marshal not even the High Priestess of Helios herself could tell you what to do." You sense Adriana and Sophia's distrust of the man/woman, but some of what she is saying makes sense. "We'll make you King of this City, more powerful than any general or prince."

Losing Lady Sophia's estate to that fucking peacock who never even risked denting his gilded armor in the **** of the city was yet another example of how someone like you is never going to win. Even the capture of the Temple of Athena, and all these lovely virgins and treasure within will last only as long as the great doors are sealed. Once you and your men are back under the control of the Lord Marshal and the aristocrats in his command tent, all bets are off.

If you finally could have real power, you would be in a position where others would have to do what you say for a change. That would be the ultimate rise from your humble beginnings from the squalid slums of Heliopolis. Just having an estate would be nice, but not as nice as an entire city? Sensing your willingness to listen, the High Preistess switches tactics.

"What about women?" She asks pointing to the trembling acolytes at your feet. "You can have as many as you want! Tight young virgins, like these bitches and so many more, or, she gestures to the long-limbed blonde hanging by your side, maybe a haughty prude like Edlynn there to suck your cock?"

With a grin, you take in the sight of the lithe blonde's naked body standing on her tiptoes. You can't wait to sample the untouched love cradle between her smooth thighs. The pale, smooth skin of her long legs is unblemished and any man would be tempted by her round breasts, flat belly and sweet virgin pussy. The idea of deflowering a priestess of Athena as poised and elegant as this makes your cock twitch, but there is a major flaw in the High Priestess' negotiating tactics.

"You're offering me what I already have bitch!" You snarl at the dark-haired Priestess angry that you have even listened to her at all. The woman though is undaunted, she seems to have the ability to find your darkest desires as she continues her probing.

"No, Captain, not just these beauties. Imagine having all the Priestesses of Aphrodite at your command, submissive beauties trained all their lives in the sensual arts, each one begging to service you," It is a pleasant image, but not as exciting as what is offered next. "Or a spirited Huntresses of Artemis naked and struggling in chains? You could have a different man-hating bitch brought to your bed every night for you to crack open and tame with that mighty cock!"

Like many soldiers you've joked about capturing and taming a priestess of Artemis. The goddess of the moon and hunt values chastity over all other virtues, and the Maidens of the Hunt foreswear any interaction with men. Having those prideful beauties to break and subdue is indeed a man's fantasy, and until now, not one that you ever thought possible.

"My allies have unlimited power, Captain." Once again the High Priestess starts her whispering. "God-like powers to make any dark desires come true. You can have anyone, Amara herself restored to her chaste condition for you to plunder, maybe the Regent's own daughter to serve as a bed warmer..." The erotic images are more than you can take, but your suspicious nature takes over.

"How can I believe you can deliver any of this?" You ask, refusing to be suckered by anyone. "Who are these friends of yours?"

To your surprise the beautiful raven-haired High Priestess climbs gracefully to her feet, and rests her delicate hand on your forearm. It is a neutral gesture, but somehow you find in it an erotic promise that is hard to ignore.

"I have made a pact with the ancient powers, Captain." The High Priestess' voice is smooth and rich, and you find it hard to ignore. "And I've received gifts you cannot even imagine." She presses an ebony rod into your hand carved in the shape of a long thin effeminate-looking man, the rod feels warm in your hand, pulsing with a hungry energy.

"Goddess help us!" Exclaims the slender blonde priestess still swinging by her wrists. "Don't listen to her, Captain!" You're surprised by this woman's determination to sway your opinion, after all her virgin cunt is going to get fucked either way. Clenching the throbbing object in your fist, you realize that this foot-long object is more likely than not a dildo designed to stretch a woman's cunt.

"What would I have to do?" You ask the High Priestess who has moved even closer to your side pressing her very womanly breast against your arm.