Tell me about those scrolls

"Tell me about those erotic scrolls that your father collects." You question the bundle of squirming softness on your lap, "You read stories about young maidens taken by men?"

"Oh yes, I read all of Father's stories." Adriana admits her skin turning a deeper shade of red. "Whenever my father was away I'd take the copy of the key that mother had and I'd sneak into his room and lock myself inside.” Adriana points in the rough direction of her father's chambers. "He has quite a collection and in just about all of them the innocent young captives are taught to please the men in all sorts of disgusting fashions.”

“It is an addiction." She breaths softly in your ear. "As I read each story I couldn't help but imagine it was me having to please my masters just like the helpless captured girls are **** to.” She hesitates as she touches your lips and then adds in a whisper “I'd put on the collars and wrap his chains around my limbs to help create the mood and...”

“And what?” You ask wondering what could be more embarrassing than what she had already told you.

“... and I practiced licking and sucking on some of the smaller...carved ivory ... male organs.” You find her hesitation, either from shame or because she didn't know the words, charming.

“Really?” You ask stroking her lithe body as she lies next to you on the great bed. “You practiced?” This is not the behavior of most noble-born ladies. “Those stories are written to arouse men's libidos, and yet they excited you this much?” Pulling her lips to yours you kiss her again, you are tempted to take her to her father's rooms so she can show you these treasures in person.

“And you liked the feeling of the collars and chains?” You ask her when you finally lift your mouth suddenly remembering what she said about trying her father's chains. "Have you ever been chained for real?"

“Ohhh Nooo” Adriana moans as your right hand slides between your torsos and cups her full left breast stroking her hard nipple with its thumb. “I would have needed help to get into that position, and I didn't dare tell anyone - not even my closest girl-friends about what I'd found.”

“You might have been surprised at how eager they were to help you.” You tell her. “I doubt you are the only sheltered daughter from a noble family that has wondered what it would be like to be helplessly chained and taken as a ****.” You wonder if Adriana does have some friends she could lead you too. The most beautiful women of the city will be snatched up quickly, but plucking a few more prizes for you and your men might be easier with Adriana's help. But not now, there'd be time enough for a few more raids in the morning.

Dropping her hair your other hand slides under the silks that are wrapped around her slender waist and finds the wet slit beneath. With her legs wrapped around your waist, every tuck and fold lies open like the petals of an orchid in full bloom for your fingers to explore. As you spread the beads of moisture over these petals she cries out in response.

“I do, Oh goddess I’m going to die with pleasure.” Her hips buck against your fingers trying to find release as she continues. “I loved the feel of the cool hard links pressing into my skin, I'd wrap my arms and legs in these chains as I read Father's collection.” She moans having more trouble speaking clearly as you continue to tease her. “I would try to put off touching myself for as long as possible as I read, prolonging the building anticipation as much as possible.”

“Did you feel naughty as you touched yourself?” You ask knowing that for a sheltered aristocratic like her to behave in this manner must have been a most shameful secret.

“I did! Oh goddess I felt like a slut!” She cries out in **** need. Your constant caresses and her recalling her secret shameful behavior has Adriana ready for more and so are you.

“I'm going to take you now.” You tell her as you climb suddenly to your feet and cradle her in your arms. “Should I pop your cherry on this bed where you had these naughty fantasies, or should I carry you to your father's rooms and take you as a **** with no regard to your status?”

"Please!" She begs "I don't care - just do it!"