She surrenders

"Yes!" The former noblewoman of Athenapolis surrenders as you pound her in the dark mountain air. "Fill me with your disgusting cum, and plant your seed deep in my womb."

"That's right my little slut-****." You grunt as you pick up the pace. You are not gentle with this former noblewoman, one hand fisted in her soft hair while your other hand has a firm grip around her knee pulling her open as you pound into her. "Now, call me Master." You can see she is close to breaking and you demand her complete surrender.

"Please don't make me..." Begs Relia weakly, her hot breath panting in your ear as you fuck her, but you know from experience that a man's best chance to break a **** is when he uses her for the first time. There is something primal about a man taking a woman and by asserting dominance now you could make her much more valuable as a **** when (and if) you do finally sell her.

"Say the words, ****." You growl as you push into her again, pausing at your deepest afraid to move as any extra stimulation will likely make you lose what little control you have left.

"Yes Master!" Her pitiful whisper is so quiet that even if there had been others watching you, you doubt they would have heard. Of course, on this cliffside there is no one around to witness her surrender, but that doesn't matter; you knew, and she knew too, and nothing could ever change her surrender. It was more than you could stand and with a grunt you fill her womb with your seed. Was she fertile, you could easily picture her swollen belly and breasts? You lay panting by her side as she cried softly, why would you even care if you had sired a child within her? And what was that moment of doubt that had crossed your mind earlier when you contemplated selling her?

Softly kissing aside her tears you drew her shuddering body into your arms and held her shuddering body. With the jewels you found in her pouch and the deed to the estate in Athenapolis you didn't really need the money you'd receive from her sale. After a few minutes of holding her gently Relia took a deep breath and turned to meet your eyes.

"Why?" Her one-word question is as eloquent as many long soliloquies you've heard.

"Because I am a man, and you are a beautiful woman." You answered her with a gentle smile.

"But why did you have to make me say it?" She whispered as if her surrender was a dark secret that she was afraid would somehow get out.

"Because you are even more beautiful as my ****, than you could ever be as a free Lady of Athenapolis." You tell her as you pull the blankets up over your naked bodies, "and I wanted you to realize that."

"I'm so confused." Relia spoke softly, "What you did to me, what you made me feel. I didn't think it could be like that. How I can ever not be your ****."

"Good." You chuckle, "because I want to have you again just as soon as you tell me what you know about that message for Crown Prince Anochises."