By spying on her father

“I spied on Father.” Adriana admits her skin turning a deeper shade of red. “Mother had workmen make a peep hole one time when Father was gone on a business trip. You have to crawl through a passage over Niki's room but it looks down into the room over there.” You shake your head in wonder at the way rich people wasted their money. “Whenever Mother was gone and my father summoned his latest favorite to his chamber I'd sneak through her room and watch him use her.” Adriana pauses long enough to see if you were accepting her explanation and at your nod she hurries on. “You can't see much of what happens on the bed because of the canopy but Father liked his slaves to suck him while he stood on the bull mural on his floor.”

“First he would have them mouth him, and then he'd chain them to his great bed.”

“This I have to see.” You tell her as you lead her by her chain out of her chamber and across the hallway to the great wooden doors leading to the master suite. Adriana followed as obediently as any **** perhaps in self interest to avoid the sharp tug of the teeth on her nipples.

Once inside the great room you take in the bull mosaic in the center of the floor and the great bed standing between four great pillars and iron rings strong enough to hold a bull not just the dainty **** girls that the lord of this manner seems to prefer. Pulling the girl to your side you lower your mouth to hers and savor the sweetness of her lips. You were going to take her soon, but you wanted to hear a little more about where Adriana got this wild streak of hers from.

“Is this where he chained his slaves?” You ask her when you finally lift your mouth from hers.

“He keeps his chains and toys in there.” She gazes at the dark stained cabinet sitting next to the great bed. Adriana says nothing as she watches you open the cabinet doors and take in the chains and assortment of sex toys and whips but her breathing becomes more rapid; from fear or excitement or probably a mixture of the two. You turn back to where your captive is waiting, more than content with how her arms are already secured. You circle behind her checking to be sure that her wrists are still secure in the olden chains.

Adriana tries to look over her shoulder at you, but her loose hair has fallen over her face and obscures her sight. Moving close behind her you gently collect her hair until you have one thick pony tail in your left hand. Adriana’s eyes are wild and her breathing ragged as you use her hair to pull her head back and capture her lips with yours. To your delight as you kiss her deeply, you feel her hands clasping around your cock gently squeezing you as your tongue explores her mouth.

"I don't think we need to use those heavy chains when I already have you completely at my disposal."

“Ohhh Yeesss” Adriana moans as your right hand curves around her torso and cups her full left breast and thumbs the golden ring encircling her hard nipple. “But I don’t think Father's slaves felt the same pleasure as I'm feeling.”

“And have you snuck into your Father's rooms and played with his toys too?” You know she must have, her response is undeniable. Dropping her hair your other hand slides drops below her waist and finds the wet slit beneath. She spreads her legs wide without any prompting exposing every tuck and fold like the petals of an orchid in full bloom. As your fingers spread the beads of moisture over these petals she cries out in response."

“I do, Oh goddess I’m going to die with pleasure.” Her hips buck against your fingers trying to find release as she continues. “One time when all my family was away I slipped into Father's room and wrapped my arms and legs in these chains and read some of his collection of stories.” She says pointing to the open cabinet.

“There is one about a barbarian warrior and his men who overrun a Temple of Artemis run by proud priestesses and their acolytes. One by one the captured priestesses and acolytes are ravaged by the barbarian, his teenage son and their band.” It sounds almost exactly like Adriana's fantasies and you can see how excited she is even now.

“The acolyte trainees were all young teens, my age and even younger, and they are passed around among the common men who used their virgin bodies used in every possible way.” Adriana shudders in your firm grip as she describes how the chaste teens were ripped open by the savage band. “I wanted to hate it but I got more and more excited.”

“What about the holy priestesses?” You breath softly in her ear, “were they spared?”

“Oh no!” Adriana gasps milking your cock even harder with her soft hands. “The priestesses are each chained to the altar of Artemis and the barbarian and his son take turns using their massive cocks to shatter their maidenheads so the women’s own blood desecrates the altar.” You definitely need to take these scrolls with you when you leave, there is a strong market for these in the barracks, especially if they are illustrated.

“Go on” you prompt her as she has stopped speaking and is moaning softly as you stroke her. “Are the women rescued?”

“Oh no! By the end of the scroll all but the proud high-priestess have renounced their allegiance to the Huntress and have been given to the waiting men learning to please man after brutal man.” Adriana’s body is quivering all over and her round ass is bumping against your thighs as she tries to find release. "The climax is when it is the high-priestess’ turn. Unlike the others she is violated by both men at the same time. Her chained body is first pierced from the rear by the powerful young son and then before she can even adjust to the shaft that violated her ass the barbarian lord splits her sacred womb with his massive phallus and pounds her until even she finally surrenders to him and renounces Artemis.”

Adriana is ready to explode and so are you. You push the dark-haired teen forward so her ass is draped over the end of the bed and kick her legs wide exposing her sex for your pleasure.

“Goddess forgive me!” She pants in desire as she squirms on the bed before you. “Please, I beg you. Fuck me, like those bastards fucked their captives. ”