Take her in front of her husband

"Stay there and don't move or try to do anything," Petros warns the gardener. "If you want to keep your life, of course."

You take off the girdle of hanging leather strips that protect your thighs and groin, but leave on the greaves and your breastplate. As you free your now very stiff member from your loincloth, you notice that Petros has done the same and together you advance on the woman.

"Take off your clothes," you instruct her briskly. Then, more gently, you add "This can happen two ways. You can resist and make it painful and unenjoyable for you...or you can try to enjoy it."

She hesitates—then slips off her clothes, recognizing the truth in your words. You marvel at her nude form for a moment. This man was a lucky gardener indeed, to have such a young and beautiful wife. You didn't often see servants with wives like this. Her long auburn hair nearly reached the small of her back, and she had perky pear-shaped breasts.

You run your hands down her body - unlike the gardener's sun-ravaged skin her flesh is smooth and creamy - caressing her cheek, stroking her back, and gripping her ass. You finally place your hand between her legs, feeling the heat present there. She gasps at the coldness of your touch, but does not struggle. Not even when you begin rubbing her lower lips, trying to get her wet and ready for you to enter her.

"You going take all day to make love to her Captain? Or are we going to fuck her?" Petros asks humorously, and you are reminded that you don't have much time before you should rejoin the rest of your men.

You bend her over a dirty table made of rough wooden slabs that is a convenient height and slide yourself into her pussy. Now that's more like it.

Petros approaches her from the other side of the table with his dick in his hands. "You don't seem like the very talkative type," he addresses her, "so I'll give you something to keep your mouth busy while my Captain is fucking you."

Being bent over, her mouth was at the perfect height. She reluctantly takes the head of his penis into her mouth and tentatively sucks on the engorged phallus. Impatient, Petros grips the back of her head and begins thrusting into her mouth.

You continue pumping into her, your balls slapping into her flesh with every stroke. Her eyes roll back as both her pussy and mouth are being fucked. Some sort of animalistic instinct is awoken in you, and you grab a handful of her long, auburn hair—using it to pull her toward you every time you thrust forward. This must be making her blowjob difficult, but Petros doesn't seem to mind and it's definitely turning you on.

Eventually, the relentless facefucking gets to Petros and he grunts out loudly as he lets loose of his load inside the woman's mouth. He pulls his dick out of her mouth with a pop, looking satisfied. Still bent over and being continuously fucked by you, the woman can barely manage a reaction.

It's a wildly erotic scene. Sperm is dripping from her open mouth as she moans weakly, and you are still penetrating her from behind. Soon enough, you are unable to control yourself and feel your cock twitching as you cum inside the woman's warm cunt.

"Clean us off with your mouth," you instruct the woman. She meekly acquiesces, and uses her tongue to clean your shaft.

You look around. The gardener is nowhere to be seen. He must have valued his freedom much more than his wife.