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Gods! The grizzled veteran had been fucking and feasting all night long and you had expected to find him passed out on a couch, instead he has decided to sample the former lady of the house. You can only hope that you will have his stamina when you reach his age.

Stepping into the room you take a moment to look around the chamber surveying the room of a lady of Athenapolis. Sophia's suite was built into the estate's tower and was circular in shape with a balcony straight ahead and an open doorway to your left. There were several elegant chairs and a marble topped table with a small amphora and two goblets of wine, but what draws your eye immediately is Lady Sophia's bed and the scene taking place on the rumpled sheets.

The former noblewoman was wrapped in multiple loops of chain that pin her arms to her side, immobilizing her. The curvy brunette is on her knees with her face held firmly between the thighs of the blonde captive you had last seen serving Sarge in the dining hall. Your man is on his knees behind Sophia pounding her with a ferocity that drives the woman's face into her former guest's pussy with each thrust of his hips.

Despite your relatively quiet entrance Sarge is immediately aware of your presence; it is difficult to sneak up on the wily veteran, even when he is as distracted as he was now. The two women on the other hand are completely unaware that they have an audience and you sit in one of the comfortable chairs and pick up one the half-filled goblets sipping at the warm red wine as you watch Sarge go back to work on Sophia's quivering body.

Lady Sophia is covered in sweat and her once perfectly combed and set hair is now falling loosely around her shoulders. Her small hands open and close by her sides in response to the vigorous fucking she is receiving and occasionally you hear her cries of pleasure when she pulls away from the other woman's crotch. The blonde woman's pussy has been shaved completely, and you wonder if Sarge had her shave or if she had looked like that when he first pulled her tunic from her lush body at last night's feast.

You don't have long to admire the view because the woman grabs Sophia by her tangled locks, pulls her fiercely back to her bald pussy and then wraps her leg around her head holding her firmly in place. Sarge just gives you a pleased grin as he reacts to the questioning raising of your brow. In this new position it does not take the blonde captive long before she throws back her head and screams out wildly before finally releasing Sophia's hair. The sight of his prize exploding into her friend's face is enough to send Sarge into a slow long orgasm of his own and even Sophia seems to be spasming as she gasps for air between the others.

"Are you quite done sampling my prize?" You ask as sternly as possible causing both of the women to freeze in fear.

"Maybe for now." Concedes the veteran without even a moment of hesitation "But you know how I prefer these love-starved wives to either weeping teenagers who kick and scream as you stick them or the pleasure slaves who have had so much cock that they barely care who is fucking them."

"Good, because I have a job for you." You tell him as he slaps Sophia's raised ass once more before pulling out of her dripping pussy. Sarge is immediately attentive as you tell him about the piles of treasure that need to be transported back to your base of operations. You order him to take three men and a cart and get the loot back here as soon and safely as possible. By mid-morning the main body of the United Armies will be swarming over these streets and you want your plunder and men all together where you can protect what you have claimed.

"Oh and send in Adriana and Cassiopeia before you leave." You tell the Sargent as he pulls his tunic over his head and heads for the door. Neither one of those two had been weeping or kicking - well not much anyways - as you took them, but you certainly cannot fault Sarge for his choice in women either. Both Sophia and her blonde friend are fine looking women and certainly knew how to please a man.

"Now," You ask as your hand cups one of Sophia's lush tits where it hangs just above the multiple loops of smooth iron links that encircle her torso and arms. "Do you want to explain why my Sargent had to bind you in all this entire length of chain?"