Not much chance of that

"No" you tell her as you run your hands up her bound arms. "I'm pretty sure you will not be sold as a virgin." Her eyes grew wide, and she tests the range of her hands as you stroke her. Her hands can move about a finger's length in any direction but no more. She was starting to really understand how helpless she was.

“Shhhh” you whisper in her delicate ear as you sense her start to panic. “Your body is perfect, you are perfect. This is what you are meant for. All your life you have been prepared to be given to a man, the only difference is that the man taking you will not be some rich merchant or powerful lord chosen by your family but is a lowly captain from an invading army.” Cupping her chin gently in your hands, you tilt her head up and claim her mouth with yours. You tease her full lips with your tongue and then as you feel her weaken you slide your tongue deep into her mouth and she moans in response to your intensified ****. Your hands move from her chin and you pull her against your body. After lusting after this girl, her mother and the serving girls all afternoon your cock is rock hard and peeking from the folds of your new robe. As her soft stomach is pulled to your hips Adriana becomes aware of your size.

“How big are you? I can’t do this. You’ll never fit.” You hear the panic rising in her voice again. Touching her trembling lips with a fingertip to silence her you cup the hair covered mound between her thighs with your other hand and let a finger slide into the wet slit.

“Can't you feel how wet you are?” You ask her “Your body is ready for me. Have you been thinking about this all afternoon?”

“Much longer than that.” She confesses in a whisper. “These past weeks, my friends and I could talk of little else but what would happen to us if the city fell and we were captured by soldiers. Some even gave themselves to men they knew so they would not be first broken by common soldiers.” As she speaks your fingers continue to gently stroke her clit, she moans and squirms when they explore deeper into her cunt. “In the garden this afternoon thought I was going to be ravaged when you first came down the wall." Adrianna continues breathlessly. "Then you and your men went away without even touching me; I wasn’t sure if I was relieved or insulted.” She looks up "Are you shocked?” Suddenly realizing that this was not what young noblewomen were supposed to think. With a hint of a shrug she continues anyways.

“Then when you came back at the feast and your men made Antonia and Nicia change into those revealing silks and serve like the other slaves. I wondered what it would be like to place food into your mouth while your hands explored my inadequately covered body.” She pauses and pulls again futilely on her chains “Do I have to tell you everything?” You nod your head firmly.

“You are my chained captive, you have no more privacy. Tell me.” You order her. Her face flushes in shame and you wonder what could be more embarrassing then what she has already told you.

“I saw you admiring at the Persephone mural.” So Adriana at least had noticed your interest. “Since I was only sixteen I have sat in that room and imagined what it would be like to have a man bind me with golden chains and carry me off.” No wonder she is so excited now, her pussy is hot and dripping as you stroke her. "I had my first orgasm in that room rubbing myself as I imagined I was Persephone and Hades was forcing himself into me, violating me mercilessly. I cried out so loudly that my mother came running down stairs to see what was wrong. I told her I saw a mouse, but I'm not sure she believed me; the whole room smelled of my juices.” Her head is tilting back now, her eyes are closed and her hips are pumping against your hand. As you pull your hand away she moans with need, but you don't touch her again until you see her regain control.

“What else?” You ask when she comes back from the brink of exploding. You fingers resume stroking her, but this time at a slower pace.

“When you escorted mother and me to our rooms I expected that you would demand that one of us ... you know ... serve you. I hoped you’d choose me over my mother. I was afraid you would pick her because she was an experienced woman. I know her breasts are bigger than mine, and I watched her touch your arm as she climbed the stairs; oh I wanted to push her away. Does it shock you that I was competing with my mother for the right to be **** by you? Even after you ignored both of us, I waited for you to sneak back to my room. The longer I waited the more I thought about you forcing me, until finally I couldn’t stand it anymore and I came to you. I guess I’m not quite the pure virgin you were hoping for.” Picking her up you carry her to her father’s bed and drop her onto the firm mattress.

“You won’t be any type of virgin at all in about five minutes.” You answer as you consider the best position to take a woman for the first time. Should she be on her belly with her pretty legs spread wide on the floor so you have the easiest access to her tight cunt? On her back so you can look into her eyes the moment you thrust into her, or maybe you should let her lower herself onto you - impaling herself on your spear. You are pretty sure that the chains excite her so those will have to come off later.