Lady Sophia awaits

"Easy girl," you laugh as you pull her mouth from your cock. "Can't let this go for too much longer or I'll have nothing left for your mother."

"Ooouu, you are a greedy man." Adriana giggles in excitement. "First the virgin daughter, and then with her bloody juices still drying on your pubes you're going to enjoy the Lady of the house?" She lies back on the bed and spreads her legs lewdly opening her pussy lips with her fingers until you can see into the glistening passage. "Squeeze that man-stick in me one more time before you go so your cock will be nice and slick when she feels it."

How could you refuse an offer like that? You have to be careful not to spend too much time inside the tight pussy of this eager slut, after all the stimulation of her teasing words and pretty mouth sucking on your cock you are pretty close even before you start so after only three of four long deep strokes you pull out of Adriana glistening wet and as hard as an oak shaft. She moans softly as you pull out, but makes no attempt to stop you as you pull on your blood-splattered tunic and pick up the ring of keys that you had dropped upon seeing Adriana with her sword.

"Make her scream Captain," she purrs softly "make her cry out so loud I'll hear her from here on my bed."

You lock the door behind you. It's not so much that you fear one of your men might decide to **** his way into this room to sample the delights of the lovely Lady Adriana, as you fear she might venture downstairs to the orgy on the lower level and throw herself into the tangle of naked men and women. Even this might not stop her, it is likely that a woman as independently minded as Adriana has her own key to the lock, but at least she knows that you want her to stay put - that might be enough, at least for a while. Lady Sophia's sky blue door is less than ten paces down the hall and you remember exactly which of the seven keys on this ring will unlock the door.

The key is far more sophisticated than most of the other simpler iron keys, made of high grade steel with a complex pattern of teeth and decorated with a intricate filigree of brasswork on its shaft. The key it is complex, elegant, functional and beautiful all at once - not unlike Lady Sophia. 'What in Hades am I doing?' You ask yourself as you stand silently in front of the door fingering the key hesitantly. You are far out of your league with Lady Sophia, but the memory of the citrus scent of her perfume, the soft touch of her hand on your arm and the curve of her full breast filling her tunic overrides any of the logic in this decision.

The key seems to find the keyhole on its own and as you'd expect from such an expensive lock, the mechanism turns smoothly. With a quiet 'click' the lock opens and your hand turns the lever opening the door just a crack.