Well, she's no virgin

The large brown eyes above the veil that covers much of her face meet your questioning gaze steadily for several heartbeats before she gives you a tiny fraction of a nod. Of course, it is too early to know for sure, but you think you may have just passed some sort of critical assessment.

"She may be from Atlantis, she certainly looks the part, and she may even be a princess, but I can assure you as lovely and innocent as she looks in that exotic gown that I have personally seen her virginity sold off now at least three times to men with far more gold than sense." She shifts her weight slightly as she kneels before you on the tiled floor and whether intentionally or not you now can clearly see the outline of her thigh through the translucent layers of silk that cover her legs.

"You don't strike me as either stupid or overly wealthy." Even through the veil that covers her face you can sense the smile that accompanies her teasing words. "A man of your quality would do much better satisfying your desires with someone like me." The girl rests her head boldly against your thigh and presses her cheek against the bare skin of your leg as she gazes up sweetly.

"Easy my pretty one, easy." You laugh good-naturedly and step away from her embrace, "Even if I don't spread your legs, someone else will be enjoying your many delights soon enough." With a single finger under her chin, you tilt the exotic white-haired woman's face up so you can examine her more closely. The woman's eyebrows and lashes are as pale as her hair, her eyes are crystal clear and sparkle like pink diamonds in the light of the lamps, even her lips are pale in color. You can feel the slight tremble of her cheek against your palm as the ball of your thumb strokes the silken skin just under her ear and her nostrils flare slightly as she inhales softly. As pleasant as it is to have a beautiful woman kneeling at your feet it is hard to judge her height and weight in her current position.

"Get up." When she shakes her head and shrugs, you take her fingers in your other hand and lift gently until she gracefully climbs to her feet, once again modestly lowering her gaze so all you see of her eyes are the smooth lids and white lashes. Standing in front of you she is roughly two hands shorter than you and only half your weight. It's not that she is gaunt, in fact you appreciate the fullness of her breasts and soft round curves of her shoulders and upper arms, but the woman's petite frame is so delicate she really does look like she could be part sea-nymph.

You circle the white-skinned woman stroking the soft skin of her arms and back, you sense the attention of all the other slaves as you examine the beauty. The high-necked dress that looked so modest from the front is fastened at her neck in a thin band, but the rest of her pale back was completely bare all the way down to her slender waist. Your hands rest on the flare of her hips and with a chuckle and pull her back firmly against you. Who cares if this exotic creature is a virgin or not, or if she was once a princess, or even a magical creature born of seafoam like Aphrodite herself? She's the going to feel just fine bouncing on your cock, and you've waited long enough; besides, if she doesn't live up to your expectations then there are seven other juicy slaves to sample.

Unlike the lithe teen in the black skin-tight leather this dress looks easy enough to remove, or you could just lift the flowing skirt and bend her over the nearby couch without even bothering to remove it.