Skip the foreplay

Without another word you position the fat knob at the end of your cock against Lady Relia's slick folds, using your hand to keep the hard shaft from popping free of the wiggling noblewoman.

"Oh goddess, I can't stop you, can I?"

"It's too late for that my Lady." You chuckle as you push a little deeper into her searching for the proof of her claim of chastity.

"I'll be ruined." She gasps softly as you find the thin membrane that bars further passage, "No man will want me as a bride."

"Not as a bride perhaps," you concede as your fingers find her clit and gently stroke her, "but they'll want to fuck you, I promise. All sorts of men will line up for a chance to try out this tight pussy of yours." You had stroked the tiny maid from Polhermes for over an hour bringing her to several different orgasms with your fingers until her pleas for mercy turned to something much less demur. You don't have the patience to wait that long with Relia.

"Oh, my goodness," Relia moans as eagerly as any street whore as she continues to rock on your lap responding to the extra stimulation of your fingers, "is that what you told that innocent girl from Polhermes?" Her breath is coming out in short gasps. "That her tight young body was going to be used by dozens of men eager to try her out?" It wasn't exactly what you told the merchant's daughter as you played with her, but it is close enough. Besides, you are much more interested in what is taking place in the present moment then in remembering the events of a dozen years ago. This time as you lift your hips, you reach around her torso and grab her shoulder pulling her down onto your cock as you drive deeply up into her virgin passage.

"Aaiigh!" Relia's cry of pain and wonder was much like the curly-haired teen's had been when you finally took pity on her and claimed her as yours, and her sex is just as tight too. You pause for a few heartbeats savoring the feeling of her pussy pulsing against your sensitive member before resuming your slow rise and fall inside her. Instead of the merchant's daughter soft inarticulate moans as you stretched out her untried body, Relia's language turns as coarse as an injured Rider's. "Fuck... that hurts... oh fuck that hurts... oh fuck … oh fuck me... fuck me, Rider... fuck your captive bitch... fuck her 'til she breaks."

"You're mine now." You growl softly into Relia's ear as her cries of pain turn slowly into moans of pleasure. "I have from you what no man will ever be able to claim."

"Yes, oh fuck, I'm yours...all yours...all - OH FuuuccckK!" Relia's body that had been moving with yours in the gentle rhythm of your thrusts suddenly stiffens and as her back arches against your shoulder, a flood of hot juices coats your cock. Her cries are loud enough that anyone in the vicinity of the tent will know exactly what you've done, and you can't help but think that the two hoplites standing guard outside your tent must be tempted to come in and join the fun. Relia however is still thinking about the merchant's daughter from your story.

"Did that little curly-haired bitch cum like that as she rode you?" She asks when her breathing returns to normal.

"Not the first time, no, but she warmed up over time."

"You took her more than once?" Relia seems shocked that that was even possible.

"Oh yes, Lady Relia." You assure her as you gently rock her on your lap. "Two or three times as we flew and then once more when we landed, and I could lay her on her back and take her on a proper bed." You slowly lift Relia from your shrinking member and lay her down on the bed, much like you had laid out the exhausted Polhermes girl. "Riders are a randy group, didn't your mother ever warn you about us?" Relia nodded shyly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Was that pretty thing still protesting, or had you tamed her with your cock by then?" She asks, as you lay down beside her resting your arm over her slender torso.

"Oh, by then she was willing enough to have me but wasn't at all happy when I let my friend have a turn," Relia gasps at the revelation and tries to sit up, but you roll onto her wedging your thigh between her knees and holding down her hands as she wiggles.

"That is so wicked, Korban." Relia tries one final time to dislodge you before licking her lips in anticipation. "I doubt she ever imagined that she'd be shared, especially not by the man who first claimed her." Her mouth meets yours with a fierce hunger when you kiss her and only after you are both finally satisfied does she speak again, this time in a low husky voice dripping with lust. "Did you watch as your fellow Rider fucked her?"

"No, Lady Relia," you laugh easily, "by then I was busy trying out the silk merchant's wife for a change." You can feel the blood rushing back to your cock as you press it against her soft belly, it is already hardening as you consider the pleasant night you have ahead of you.