Make her wait

You pull your hands from her body and she moans in frustration.

"We have a long trip, it would be a shame to exhaust you in the first thirty minutes." As Relia writhes in frustration on the **** saddle, you reach back into the saddle pouch and pull out the two pieces of folded parchment. "What do we have here?" The first sheet is the deed to a property in Apollopol, it is hard to tell from the brief description on the deed, how valuable the property is, but it sounds like a small estate built on the outskirts of the city. That could be a nice little place to settle in. The second sheet is neatly folded into a stiff folded envelope is a innocuous greeting from one noble house to another, no mention of the invading army or the possibility of capture, just a brief comment wishing the other good health and fortune. The note is so inconsequential that in a way you find it much more interesting, why would anyone send this kind of note at a time like this?

"What is ... hey stop that!" Your new captive had slid her chained hands down between her thighs and was fingering herself while you were distracted by the notes. "Listen you horny little slut, if I had wanted you to cum, I'd have finished you off myself." As you speak you tie her bound wrists to a ring on Swift's harness. Her hands are now fastened at about the height of her navel and her fingers can't quite reach her core.

"There, if you are a good girl I'll stroke you again in a few minutes, but first..." Holding the polite greeting in front of her face you lean forward "...tell me about this." Her shoulders slump and she turns her face away from yours.

"I..." she hesitates but you wait patiently"... I don't know what it is, but I am supposed to give it to a man in Apollopol." Using your fingers you turn her face back so she is looking at you.

"Who gave it to you?" You ask as you stroke her soft cheek and admire the shape of her nose and full lips. Relia just shakes her head in a tiny motion, and her very kissable lips tighten into a thin firm line.

"I thought you might not be very good at sharing. That's OK, you'll talk before I'm done with you." You cup the proud woman's tit squeezing it firmly letting her imagination start working on what her questioning might entail. Before she can respond you remove your hand and pull her back against your chest so you can whisper in her ear. "Would you like to know what I think I'm going to do with you?" You ask as you carefully return the blank parchment to the pouch.

"We aren't going to Apollopol, I'm going to take you to Heliopolis." Relia's body stiffens against you when she hears your words.

"Are you mad!? We just escaped from those brigands." Her voice is getting louder and louder "You shot at one of their Riders! We can go anywhere, why would you go to Heliopolis?"

"That's where I will get the best price for you." Relia twists in her saddle until she can turn enough to look at you.

"You can't sell me to them!" You can see the panic in her face as the full consequence of her capture are starting to become clear. You decide to let her sweat a little before again asking the proud Lady Relia about the note she was carrying in her bosom.

"Oh, I but I can." You chuckle softly; letting your right hand slide down over her round belly to the gap between her thighs and you tease her clit as you whisper in her ear.

"Imagine the excitement in Heliopolis." Your other hand returns to her round breasts and you grip them firmly. "Every man in the city bursting with pride at the success of their armies at crushing the walls of Athenapolis, and every man imagining that he too was breaking into a nobleman's estate and claiming a daughter of the fallen city as his own." Her body is twisting under your groping hands and her breath is coming in gasps. "Are you really a virgin? That will drive your price up even more." The fingers stroking her wet cunt delve deeper. "Let me see if I can feel for myself."

You are no expert, but you find an elastic tightening deep inside her that could well be her hymen. The combination of your rough treatment of her breasts and the feel of your fingers exploring deep inside her have Relia moaning with desire again.

"I think you are! How is it that a woman as beautiful as you are has been able to remain unclaimed at your age?" She doesn't answer, but you continue speaking anyway. "Are the men of Athenapolis really so weak that not one of them has attempted to breach this gate?" Dropping her breast your grab her by the hair and turn her full mouth to yours. "Surely suitors must have kissed your lips, arousing in you the need for further passion." Relia flushes again and nods her head. "I don't think their kisses were forceful enough, have you ever been kissed like this?"

Your kiss is not a gentle respectful kiss, or even a seductive attempt to inflame her passions, you claim her lips with a fierce passion and she responds with a moan of surrender. Her soft lips open to your tongue and she submits to your exploration of her mouth willingly. You think this proud lady is as ready as she will ever be, and your cock has returned to its full length and girth.

"That is how a man kisses a woman." Her body is straining against the bonds on her wrists and calves, but she is held helplessly waiting for you to satisfy your needs in any way you like. Her bare cheeks are pulled apart by the shape of the saddle and both her tight pussy and asshole are positioned ready for your pleasure.