The Queen of Gold

You are now walking along the western avenue, your arm around the waist of the naked Ibi, on your way to the palace of the Queen of Gold. The locals watch you pass with interest, many of them very amused by Ibi's humiliation.

"Check it out!" laughs a shapely woman. "Big, tough Ibi couldn't protect her hakunda from a foreign boy!"

"Shut up!" says Ibi.

"Looking good, girl!" the woman continues. "Why don't you give all the guys a jiggle of your..."

Ibi snaps out to rip the woman's toga off her body, leaving her plush form in a white bra, a white thong, and a sword belt. She yelps and tries to dash away from the incensed warrior, only to feel a hand close on the clasp of her bra. The garment tears away to unleash a big, round pair of brown F-cups. Ibi then seizes the back of her panties, pulling them up to lock the curvaceous woman in a wedgie. With her free hand she draws the woman's sword and directs the flat side against her enormous butt again and again until the thong gives and parts company with her body. The naked woman then gathers up her boobs and runs away.

"Wow, that was awesome!" you say, slipping your arm back around her waist. "I'm glad I stamped you. Anyway, give me the run-down of this queen. Anything I should look out for?"

"The Queen of Gold is at the top of the city's finances," says Ibi. "Not only is her palace a veritable vault, but she herself is said to wear nothing that isn't made out of gold. Or better."

"Like, she might have gold panties?"

"Or platinum chain, diamond studs..."

"This may be the most impressive pair of panties I've ever raided, then!"