No. She must be punished - but it can be private.

You scowl at Albina. "Let it pass? I can do no such thing." Striding forward, you seize Martina by the hair - an easy feat, given her size. The woman lets out a cry of pain, and Albina's eyes widen in alarm.

"Your dalliance with this man Brutus could have gotten you killed - and worse, it could have gotten everyone here killed," you snarl to Martina. "Did you really think you could get away with whoring yourself out to these brigands without consequence?!"

"What are you going to do to her?" Albina asks. It's a quiet demand, but you can sense the tension behind it.

"I'm going to remind her who her dominus is," you say grimly. "As I fear I must so that this insubordination doesn't get out of hand. But in deference to your desire to spare her, I won't teach that lesson publicly." You glance around, then spy an ideal space: a small outbuilding used for storage, with a door conveniently off the yard you're waiting in. You being to drag Martina toward the doorway.

"Gaius!" Albina follows and grabs your shoulder. "Don't hurt her!"

Albina's intervention brings you up short. You're not really swayed from your plan, but Albina is undermining your authority here in her concern for this slattern.