The ebony beauty

"It's OK, 'Rina." Cassiopia brushes aside her friend's silent plea. "I was scared too, but he's going to make you feel good. Real good." You consider the naked acolyte before you.

Erina is the smallest of the trio, and the sight of her petite pale body, pushed forward for your pleasure is certainly tempting. She is even shorter than Cassiopia, but her freckled breasts are surprisingly big; the tits are plump and round with pink nipples that are already peaked in excitement. The way Erina's legs are crossed in an attempt to shyly preserve her modesty makes her look even hotter. At the moment though, you are jacked up from the near-**** experience and do not have the patience to break in this angelic cherub gently and sweetly the way Cassiopia seems to expect.

The golden-skinned acolyte from the Eastern deserts with her shapely thighs and curvy ass looks more than ready for the rough fucking you have in mind, and she licks her lips in an **** feminine invitation. With her smooth golden skin, dark almond-shaped eyes and curvy figure, she looks more like a high-class whore than a chaste acolyte of Athena. You have no doubt that this exotic beauty will earn you more coin than almost any other captured prize if you decided to surrender her to the gold-robed slavers for bidding, especially if she is still intact.

Either of those acolytes would be a fuck to remember for the rest of your life, however, it is the long-legged Nubian that you settle on. The curly-haired acolyte's dark eyes widen in understanding when she sees your smile.

She nods just once, not so much in surrender as resolve to endure whatever might come. Long gone is the fierceness you encountered when you first selected this ebony-skinned acolyte up in the great Temple's sanctuary. Instead of the righteous indignation, there is a calmness that reminds you of the blonde priestess whose sacrifice has made this moment possible.

"I told you before, Captain. Acolytes of Athena not sweet pastries to feast on." In spite of her confident denial, these three beauties are exactly that. "You'd do better to leave the handmaidens of the goddess unspoiled." With a chuckle you step forward until you're less than a handswidth from her muscular body. So close that you can smell the spicy aroma of her glistening body; it's not unpleasant but it is different. The young woman is taller than you and you have to tilt your head upward just a little to meet her eyes.

"I don't think I'm going to spoil you," You chuckle softly as you rest your hand on her left hip, "It would take more than opening your flower to ruin someone like you." She slaps your hand away and steps back, but she doesn't get far before she's stopped by a wall of grain sacks as tall as you. This time you are less gentle when grab her wrists and pin them on either side of her head. "Go ahead then, fight me if you like." You feel her testing your strength. The young woman might be a little taller than you and almost your weight, but you've spent all your life fighting while this woman has spent her life in prayer and meditation. "After what I've been through, I could use a little extra stimulation."

"Piss off!" You have been waiting for the knee to the groin from the moment you stepped into range so when she tries it you are ready. Instead of crushing your balls as she expected, her knee glances off your thigh. You catch her long leg with your left arm and hooking your elbow under her knee you lift it high. The confused acolyte is hopping precariously on her left foot trying to figure out how her attack went so wrong. A trained fighter would have used her free hand to rake your eyes or shatter your larynx, but by the time it occurred to her to try you have spun the woman around, so her face and breasts are mashed against the rough sack cloth.

Your arm snakes under her elbow and then up her back to tightly clamp on her shoulder freeing your other hand to explore where no man has gone before. When she feels you groping her meaty tits her struggles increase, but all her wiggling achieves is to grind her firm ass against your erection. From behind you, come the sounds of approval from your entourage and half-hearted protests from the other two acolytes.

"Spread your legs, girl." You growl coarsely, eager to get to the sweet spot between her long legs. It doesn't take long to figure out that this prize is not going to suddenly start cooperating.

"Your soul will rot in Hades' pits!" Her protest lacks any real conviction though and even though she doesn't actually spread her legs like a good little whore, your fingers find their target and the dark-skinned acolyte moans softly.

"Could be," Who are you to argue with a cleric about the afterlife, "but as long as I'm alive in this world I'm going to enjoy myself. Now spread your legs!" She doesn't quite obey your command, but on the other hand she no longer resists when you kick her ankles apart and pull her ass outward to create the perfect angle.

"Goddess, forgive me..." Nothing in this young woman's training could have let her expect that she'd have a cock splitting her open from behind in the dark cellars below the temple of her goddess. To be fair, nothing in your training had led you to believe that you'd be popping the cherry one of Athena's finest novices like this. You feel the restriction within her tear away and the girl shudders as her innocence is taken: her hands clutch at the grain sacks, but the stubborn acolyte is too proud to cry out.

"Oh, that's good." You speak loudly enough that the other two novices know exactly what's happening. "It will get better now that the painful bit is over."