The dark-haired beauty

This time you turn your attention to the chains that bind the dark-haired beauty's slender ankles instead of working to loosen her wrists. Kneeling at her feet you concentrate on turning the rusty screws that hold the bands tight around her shapely ankles. As you work your cheek brushes against her thigh and the smell of her sex is strong with your face this close to her. Finally, one of her legs is free; instead of resting it on the ground she wraps it around your neck and shoulder lifting herself slightly to ease the strain on her wrists.

Now your face is pressed firmly against her crotch, only the thinnest scrap of silk separates you from her swollen labia and oozing slit. The second set of leg chains releases faster than the first with less pressure on the bolt and soon both her legs are free and wrapped around your neck. You can smell the musk of her arousal and even someone as naive as you could not mistake her invitation as she rocks her hips against your face. Your cock is once again as hard as ironwood and the soft skin of her inner thighs that caress your cheeks smell of a rich earthy musk.

If it had not been for your developing and still unspoken feelings for Cassia, there is no way you could have held back. But instead of lifting the skimpy layer of torn silk and burying your face into her you pull free of her firm thighs and rise to work on freeing her wrists.

This position is little better than the first, as soon as you stand her long legs wrap around your waist and even through the armor you can feel her heat pressing against the hardness of your shaft and so she too must know how aroused you are.

"Fuck me!" The bluntness of her words startles you and you stop working on her wrists. "That's right boy, take me just like this." Her eyes were fierce with desire, "You are in complete control now. Do me now while I'm hanging helplessly, and then take you pick of the other two." You know that's not right. As you work to free her hands, she continues to tease you with her words. "Don't you want to fuck us while we are helpless?" Her words tease at the darkest corners of your desires "Pull out your fuck-meat and then make me squirm and wiggle on it as you rise like a tower inside me."

"No?" You sense her change her tactics. "You could **** me while I begged you to stop." Her legs dropped from the waist, and she turned her hips back and forth against the bulge in your leggings. "No, stop! Please, don't **** me." You pause momentarily in confusion as you try to understand what you did wrong, but the tall brunette never hesitates. "Oh Lord, I can't stop you. You Beast! You're so strong, and I can't keep you from taking whatever you want." You finally understand her game, but it was not this stranger that you wanted to ****, it was the innocent acolyte of Apollo sleeping in the other room that you had been lusting after. When the tall brunette realizes this approach is working even less effectively than her earlier tactic her eyes shift to the others, "Or would you rather plunder Sarai's tortured tits or the little one's tight ass?"

"I can't do that!" You explain as the three of them moan in unison. "I can't hurt Cassia that way." This explanation seems to finally get through to the woman, her legs drop to the ground and with her cooperation you are able to release the remaining chains.

"You are a better man than any we've met." Her voice is low and smooth, the urgent need of the past few minutes now under control. "Help me free my friends, I'll show you where Pyrrhus is hiding." You feel a surge of hope at last, although you are momentarily confused about how this beautiful sacrifice could know where to find the fat merchant who stole Eudora from you.

The two of you work side by side loosening the bands that hold the two others to the wall. Each of these girls is as desirable as the long-limbed brunette in their own way, and like their companion their bodies wiggle and twitch as your hands work to free them. In spite of your best intentions, you can feel your erection stiffening in the quilted padding.

"I just thought of something that might help!" Exclaims the dark-haired girl. "Wait here, I'll be right back." And with that she trots off into the darkness. As you watch her disappear the curvy blonde slips free of the last of her chains and lands at your feet clutching your thighs for support and squeezing her voluminous breasts against your knees. Her slender companion is nearly free as well and you can't help admiring her limber frame as she stretches gracefully to release the last ring around her ankle.

"I know you don't want Cassia to be hurt but let us thank you anyways." The woman's full breasts rise and fall against your leg as she speaks. "It won't take long, and she'll never find out." One of her hands is working at the buckles of your armor and the other is stroking your cock through the thick leather. She must sense your interest in her young friend because as the buckles start to open, she asks seductively. "So, Adonis, are you going to pop this tight young cherry?" She asks taking your hand and resting it on her slender friend's firm young ass just as she frees herself, or would you rather have someone who knows what she's doing please you?"

"How do you know my name?" You ask as you feel one of their hands find its way to your hard member.

"You told us silly, when you first gave us water." The blonde with the huge tits purrs as she pulls your hand to her breasts. "Now, you must have your reward. Fuck me!"

"No!" Interrupts the lithe teen with the small breasts, lean build, and hairless mound "a hero like him should have a tight virgin slit to deflower as his prize."