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Chapter 12 by Manbear Manbear

Who is at the door?

Two of the serving girls

"Milord?" standing at the door is the olive skinned girl with long dark braid that hangs over her shoulder and almost to her waist. In her arms are the breastplate and heavy girdle that you had removed before settling down for the feast. Slung over her back is your great round shield, you smile to see such a contrast between her blue silk tunic that barely reached her thighs and the heavy leather bands that pressed against her full breasts.

"We came to see if you needed refreshments" she says as she steps into the room making space for the petite blonde who appears carrying a heavy tray loaded with more of the finger food as well as an entire roast fowl of some kind. Nodding your head you sit on the edge of the bed and let the two slaves approach.

As they enter their eyes scan the room and exchange a slight shrug, you think they seem a little surprised by what they see. Surely slaves as pretty as these must have seen this room many times summoned here by their master, no doubt they have been chained to this very bed and felt the bite of the lord's whip if he found them displeasing.

"Did you find neither Lady Sophia nor the lovely Adrianna to your liking Milord?" Asks the pretty little blonde as she sets the tray of food on the table next to the bed. Suddenly you laugh out loud as you understand their confusion.

"You had a bet to see which of the two ladies you would find in my bed!" The blonde blushes and you are sure you have guessed correctly. "And who did you lay your wager on?" You ask her enjoying her embarrassment "Pretty Adrianna or the full womanly curves of your mistress?"

"The maiden Adrianna, Sir" Her answer is very quiet but the room has become very still as the slaves wonder how you will take being the object of their wager and you can just make out the words.

"And you?" you ask the brunette who is suddenly busy laying your armor neatly on the lord's table. "You thought I'd pick the Lady Sophia?" She shakes her head slowly in denial "Then who did you expect to see lying on this bed?" You demand.

"Both, M'lord" she answers with a curtsy. "We meant no offense." And although her head is bent like the blonde's at your feet, you see her looking at you through her bangs that partially cover her eyes.

Blood surges through your loins and the soft silk robe is tenting obviously as you swell to full size.

"Oooh" Gasps the petite blonde as she notices the size of your pole. "I worried that your manhood was not functioning properly..." she hesitated and then quickly tried to explain "...that you had been injured or something, I see that is not the problem."

"We would be happy to stay with you master" interrupts the brunette "as long as you have need." You hesitate as you contemplate the good fortune that has found you and your company, each of these beauties was trained to satisfy the most exotic tastes of men and now you have two of them her almost begging you to use them. Seeing your hesitation, the tall olive skin brunette offers you some options.

"Would you prefer someone else? We could bring Lady Sophia, or the virgin Adrianna for you to sample, or both." She adds with a grin. Your mind races - how should you celebrate your success? With these two beauties, the untried teen or her beautiful sophisticated mother.

"Or" continues the blonde with a faintest sigh of disappointment "we could have young Nicholas sent to your chamber, or one of the other boys."

The room is once again eerily quiet as the slaves wait for your response. Faintly in the distance you hear the sounds of the victory party downstairs loud and public as your men celebrate the fruits of conquest.

What do you decide?

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