"Please take me..."

She closes her eyes, not replying. “Please what?” you repeat, reaching forwards to tweak one of her nipples through the wet cloth.

“Please, take me,” she whispers. She’s shivering with repressed passion, making the long ends of her loose hair sway as it dangles over the courtyard.

“What was that, ****?” you ask slyly. “I couldn’t hear.”

“PLEASE TAKE ME!” her shriek echoes across the courtyard, and suddenly every eye is looking up at her (except, you note, Sophia’s houseguest, who has taken the opportunity to grab the distracted sergeant’s cock as he pulls down his blindfold, and wrap her lips hungrily round it). Sophia is still not looking, but she knows she now has everyone’s attention – and that thought has made her nipples hard as rock.

You reach down and ease her dress up her hips, exposing her ripe ass. You step back to admire the view, and she moans. Her pussy lips are peeking between her thighs, puffy and wet.

Smiling, you grab her buttocks and thrust into her as hard as you can. Sophia’s scream of lust makes several of the ladies blush, and your men start cheering and clapping. Sophia doesn’t seem to care, though, pushing back against you while she gasps and moans. The chains go taut as you push her as far out over the courtyard as you can.

You lean forwards and whisper into her ear. “They’re all watching you. Seeing you fucking the very man responsible for the plundering of your home. Seeing how your façade of matronly dignity has been stripped away, showing everyone you’re a cock-hungry slut, begging to be taken in every hole.”

“Mm, yes! More!” You don’t know if she’s talking about your dirty talk, or just your ruthless pounding of her cunt, but she’s says it loudly enough to be clearly heard below.

You reach forwards and pull down the top of her dress, letting her breasts hang free. “Everyone’s looking at these tits of yours, wanting to grab and suck and fuck them. Your slaves are watching their ex-mistress vulgarly displaying herself, and they know you’re one of them now, just another wanton whore for your masters to use however they want.”

You tear the dress right off her, the wet fabric ripping easily, and throw it aside, letting the damp silk swirl down into the gardens. It’s a shame to spoil it, but right now you’re looking down at her smooth, pale body and don’t care. “When we're done I’m going to walk you back naked except for your chains. All their eyes will be on your hot body, seeing my cum dripping out of your tight cunt.”

You catch sight of movement to your left. On the adjacent wall of the courtyard is another balcony, and on it stands Adriana half hidden by a long drapery. Her eyes are wide with shock as she watches you, seeing her mother rutting with you like an animal in heat, with no regard for the audience. You doubt this sheltered young virgin has ever seen any woman fucked like this, not to mention her own mother, but her hand is unconsciously rubbing between her thighs through the fabric of her dress.

Sophia, eyes still closed, doesn’t know about this unexpected audience, but you are delighted by her bold curiosity. Your pace picks up as the beautiful teenager’s gaze adds an extra thrill to your violation of her mother, and you make sure that your next words are loud enough for Adriana to hear. “I’ve made up my mind about your daughter…”