Teach her a lesson

Anger and frustration boil over as yet again you are accosted by yet another nubile young temptress. You try to remember if your life has always been like this or if it is just since your arrival outside Athenapolis that women have been throwing themselves at you. This naïve beauty is perhaps even more foolish than the twins fostered on you by Lord Darius and his conniving friends of the Athenian High Council. Mara and Sara at least knew who you were before they started hanging all over you like ribbons on a prize bull. All this traumatized young woman knows about you is that you are a deadly killer, and yet she's offering to let you do anything to her soft young body?! It is soft too; almost on their own volition your fingers cup the orb of soft flesh comparing it to Alexia's. What lacks in firmness, it makes up for in size and as you caress the flesh through the thin tunic you can feel her nipple tighten just as Alexia's had.

"What's your name, angel?" You sense the surprise in the merchant's granddaughter's eyes as you continue fondling her breast, but she smiles nervously.

"Pistis, sir." Her hushed voice almost cracks as she adds softly, "it means trust and faith."

"Very nice," you tell her as you step closer pinning her thighs against the wagon with your legs, "but I think perhaps you are putting too much trust and faith in a man you know nothing about." Working the fingers of your free hand into her soft hair you slowly squeeze her tit with the other until she whimpers softly in pain. You rest your cheek against hers so your lips are just barely touching her ear.

"Do you know what soldiers do to girls like you?"

"They were going to r-**** me." She stumbles a little over the word, but she does not shy away from it. "But you saved me, and my sisters." And her brother too for that matter, but who's counting.

"And what makes you think that I wouldn't do exactly the same thing to your sweet young body?" Pistis has the kind of body that men lust after; curvy and lush but with a slender waist and firm thighs. You know because your thigh is firmly between her legs now, separating her knees and grinding against her mons as she wiggles in your arms. "What do you think the word 'anything' means to a man who's been away from his regular woman for over two months?" She tries to pull away, but all that does is put her lips exactly where you can capture them with a demanding kiss. Her moan of surprise is followed by a frantic, futile, struggle as you show her what a man would do to her delightful figure given the opportunity. Only after you feel her struggles subside do you lift your mouth from hers, noting with some regret the taste of blood from her bruised lips.

"You shouldn't tempt men with promisses, girl." You whisper hoarsely as you hold the rigid young woman in your grip, "I could take you here and now. I could fuck you right up against this wagon, and then try out your sisters for myself and there's nothing you, your grandfather or his second rate guards could do to stop me." Releasing her throbbing breast, you slide your hand upwards wrapping your fingers around her throat and tightening them until you feel the wild pulse of blood trying to feed her brain. "Is that what you want? - is it?" Her soft eyes widen as she realizes that she could die this way, and only then do you finally relent.

"I'm sorry, Pistis." You sigh softly, stepping away from the gasping teen who suddenly looks much younger. "Too many girls like you have been mistreated by men in this damned war already, and many, many, more will soon join them in their misery. Listen to you grandfather, take care of your family and don't make things worse." Unbidden the memory of Sandrine, with her ragged haircut and stubborn pride slips past your mental defenses. By Zeus, you are going to keep that brave noblewoman from being captured and sold even if it means dragging her kicking and screaming from the city.

You leave the camp of wagons feeling even more angry than when you came upon it and almost hope that some other group of soldiers gets in your way.