Take them as they sleep

The younger of the two Nubians, Haru, is closest to you. She's laying naked on her side with her feet only a couple paces from your location and her head resting on the crook of her arm; it is hard not to get distracted by the long smooth-skinned leg poking from under her blanket. You have not been idle the past hour. When you were still a **** several years ago you had found a way to humiliate an older bully who had stolen your dinner once too often, remembering with a grim smile how you had been able to get even with him you decide to try something similar with these two warriors.

While you wait for the pair of wolves to fall into deep slumber, you braid four lengths of cordage from a small spool of fishing line that you find among the collection of junk littering the floor. Each of the cords is roughly the length of your thigh, and working carefully in the dim light from the dying fire, you tie slipknots onto both ends. The plan is not perfect, you have no guaranty that the thin cordage is strong enough to hobble the pair of muscular warriors, but hopefully at the very least they should hamper their movements long enough for you to disable the pair.

Crawling slowly and silently you reach the feet of the younger bandit and work the slipknot over first one ankle and then the other, you take a moment to admire her shapely feet before continuing around the fire to where the mother lay. Unlike her daughter's, Hanya's feet showed the years of hard use. Her soles were calloused and gnarled and it took longer and great care to work the nooses over her feet, but eventually the first step of your plan was complete.

So far this is working better than you could have hoped for. The pair were more than a little drunk from drinking the Lord Marshal's strong unwatered wine and your precautions might be unnecessary, but you saw the muscles of the two as they bathed and you are taking no chances. Besides, you want to take these two alive and undamaged. More confident now that the pair are hobbled, you return to Haru's side and slip the third cord around her hand on her belly, her other hand tucked under her head is far too distant for the cord to reach without moving her arm more than you are comfortable.

As you lie by her side you realize she is dreaming and judging by the way her hips start slowly rocking you have a pretty good idea what her dream is about. With an cocky grin you slip your hand under the coarse blanket and use the back of your knuckles to massage Haru's sex. Even a week ago you would never have considered taking this chance, but you've stroked both Dorothea and Eudora as they slept and you thoroughly enjoyed taking them as they awoke from their dreams dripping wet and fully aroused.

Of course, neither of those lovely slaves had been likely to rip your hand off and shove it down your throat if they weren't pleased by your efforts.