Why none, of course.

“You know that I'm still untouched, my Lord.” Alison's expression of surprise and disapproval is priceless. “Your intimate examination confirmed that.”

“Oh, not you princess.” If that's how she wants this to go, who am I to object. “I meant the other captives, your sisters, cousins and all the other ladies in the women's quarters. What happened to them?”

“You know the fate of women taken as spoils, my Lord.” Alison's hands start moving a little bit faster as she describes the fate of her imaginary companions. “The ones who had already known men were shared by the soldiers; held down and **** by one man after another until their screams turned to muffled sobs and they lost the will to fight.” Alison shakes her head as if remembering the traumatic events. “They made us watch, Sir. So we would know what to expect once we had been given to our new masters.” For someone as sheltered as my tenant, she has a vivid imagination about the fate of young women taken as spoils of war. From the look of excitement in her eyes, I can't help but wonder if she used to lie in bed and imagine what it would be like to be one of those poor maidens, just as I used to jerk off after reading those same passages.

“I see. And are you going to fight me, princess?” For a moment her hands stop their rhythmic stroking, and she looks up at me as if she's considering her options.

“No, my Lord. I told you I have no one else; I am your handmaiden to use as you wish.”

“I'm going to fill your sweet little pussy.” I love the way her doe eyes widen when I make this crude announcement of what I want. “Go to your room, girl, I will take you in the comfort of a bed your first time.”

“Yes, my Lord. I hope you are not disappointed in your humble servant.” I watch her scurry up the stairs and lick my lips in anticipation. Damn she's got a fine ass. I have a box of condoms in my bedroom but considering the conditions of our new relationship I decide to pass on the protection and take her bareback.