You have her call you an ass.

You mill over the options for a second and decide the most interesting is the third you wave at the words and she plops her butt on the bed looks up at you and states, “It is about time you got back you ass.” Then to your surprise and delight she grabs the clasp around her neck and lets it pop free exposing her perky breasts. She then grabs the clasp at the right side of her bottom and takes it off as well. Your eyes are drawn to her hairless pussy and she seems to notice as she begins talking again, “Yeah yeah I know you want it. Where is my stuff.” She stands up and holds out her hand.

You have no idea what you are supposed to do and she is hot as hell so you decide to wing it, “First I get some.” You grab her hand and pull her close to you and bend down to kiss her. “You know you want it.”

“Wow you really know how to win a girl over don’t you. What you think just because you talked me into posing as a whore to find someone that could lead us to Baron Falco’s daughter that I would forget our past. Now let me guess you left my stuff on your horse.”

Her hot body pressing against you is just to much to take however and as she pulls away you grab her again and lift her off the ground and drop her on the bed. “Yeah your shit is on my horse, now give me what I want.”

“Must we dance this dance every time we meet?” She snaps her leg out as you tower over her and she catches you with amazing power right in your stomach. To your surprise the body you chose takes it with only a little pain and you reach out to grab her foot. No sooner than you grasp her ankle she pivots and sends a second kick knocking the helm from your head. The blow causes you to loose your grip on her foot and reel backwards. Grinning you descend on her like a lion grasping for her arms to hold her still. She slides to the floor between your legs and pulls the clasp from your belt and with a yank your pants fall to around your knees. Off balance she is able to kick you in the ass and you fall on your face on the bed. “Now there is a good little boy.” She laughs and grabs you by the cock and squeezes. “You sure you still want me to fuck you.” You feel her other hand reaching for your ass.

“Not so fast bitch.” You call out and mule kick back catching her in the stomach and sending her flying across the room. She smacks the wall with a thud and slides to the floor. You stand and kick your pants off to free your legs and walk over to her and reach out to grab her by the hair. She slips away and once again between your legs. Standing on her hands as she dives forward she throws her legs up and hooks them under your arms. You know what is coming and try to stop it but she is fast. She sends you flying back across the room and you hit the wall head first and land on the bed on your back. She leaps to her feet and runs at you with a wild look in her eyes. Stunned by the blow to your head you can’t possibly avoid her strike as she leaps on you. She bites your ear drawing blood and grips your right peck so hard you feel her nails through your mail shirt. “Fucking bitch.” You call out and slam your head forward to head butt her, you smack foreheads with a loud thunk. She reels back and your hand grabs your head in pain. You see her face flying back at yours and close your eyes in anticipation for the blow and are shocked when she locks her lips with yours in a passionate kiss. You feel her other hand pull up your chain shirt and grab your swollen member and guide it into her blazing hot pussy. She takes you into her and her teeth gnash at yours in an attempt to establish dominance but as you take her tongue into your mouth and suck it she begins grinding against you and fucking you like a wild animal. You roll over onto her and pull off your mail and tunic in a single motion and toss it to the floor in a heap. She locks her legs around you and pulls you into her like a vice, squirming and writhing under you almost milking your cock with her body. You grab her breast and squeeze as you begin slamming in and out of her like a jackhammer and are amazed at your stamina. You pound her for the better part of an hour before she pushes you back and once again mounts you. You buck up at her and she slams down matching every stroke till you finally have had enough and erupt into her with a growl.

She rolls off of you and you look over to her both panting and covered in a thick sheen of sweat and see her smile at you. “Damn you. Next time you leave me I am cutting that thing off and keeping it.”

You roll over nearly on top of her and look into her fiery eyes and with a broad grin you say, “I missed you too.”

“Let me catch my breath, then we really have to get moving if we are going to save the girl, she was taken to be sacrificed I was able to pry the info like you thought from one of Gunthor’s men. You were right it is those damn cultists of the Lord of Filth the priests call Chatadoom. The man told me they took her to their secret temple in the swamp to the south about a weeks ride from here and they are planning to sacrifice her at the new moon only 9 days from now." She pauses to let this sink in and push you off of her. Sitting up beside you she asks, "Did you find any more men?”

Then beside her head you see a glowing script for you to read with 4 choices:
“No it is just us again.”
“Yes I gathered 20 swords.”
“I was able to find the monk, a wizard, and the twin acrobats you seem to hate.”
“I found a small band of useless idiots and maybe 3 that will come to call a friend.”