She makes you an offer

"Take me with you when you leave." The **** whispers again from her knees, "You won't regret it." A quick glance at Lady Relia makes you doubt she's that cold. She was watching you, her eyes half closed and a bright flush to her cheeks. With one hand she clutched her blonde ****'s arm but the other was in fist up between her tits and she appeared to be rocking it back and forth pressing the stiff fabric of her robes against her breasts.

"I don't doubt it, my dear, but your Mistress has offered me a fortune if I take her with me." You can see the scorn in the ****'s face as you explain your reasoning, "besides, she's a free woman." More likely than not she sees your **** to take what you want by **** as weakness, but you are not trying to impress the conniving little minx. All the same the pretty **** has not given up on her plan. She grabs your wrist before you pull away and whispers to you fiercely in an attempt to fire you up.

"That bitch needs a man to **** her." The **** seems almost gleeful at the idea. "You want to be the first to stretch her sealed cunt go ahead. I'll even hold her down while you plunder her dry cunt if you like. While you're at it just take the gems; you're a man, she can't stop you." You know a lot of men would do exactly that; during the fall of a city the rules that govern society become a lot less important, and it seems that even the gods look the other way. You study Lady Relia until she turns away.

"Why hasn't she been married?" You ask more curious than ever about the mysterious noble woman "and what does she look like under all those clothes?" You ask more curious that ever about this **** noblewoman. "Is she hiding some obvious defect?"

"No, Sir." The **** has no bounds when it comes to revealing her Mistress' private details. "She's got a slender waist and nice tits, not as big as mine, but they're firm and round." You wonder just how familiar this sex hungry **** is with Lady Relia's breasts, but before your mind wanders off on imagining the pair of them together the **** continues vindictively. "The problem with my Mistress is that Lady Relia thinks her virtue makes her special, when I can tell you for a fact it just makes her a frigid bitch. That's why she's turned down every offer for her hand." Another glance at the noblewoman in question has you wondering again about how frigid she really is and noticing your interest in her Mistress, the vixen playing with your balls offers a wicked temptation.

"Or are you going to be the one to do her." She coos sweetly, "Like I said, I would gladly hold her down while you fucked her." Perhaps she feels your cock twitch in her hand because she continues on the same track. "You want her don't you? You want to hear her squeal as your cock ventures where no man has gone before." She takes a moment to swallow the length of your cock, deliberately lubricating the shaft with a glob of spittle as she pulls off of you. "Pop her cherry if you want, but take me with you when you leave."