Thirty minutes of entertainment

"My men and I don't have a lot of time, but we do need a break" you explain to her. "When the warriors return with your household we are going to line all of you against that wall. You, your daughter and any other woman we find inside up against that wall, we may include a male **** or two if they are pretty enough." The noblewoman's eyes widen and glance at her daughter who is sitting on the ground holding the boy's head in her lap. "Then, one by one, we will each pick one of you to entertain us. If you all behave, then after 30 minutes or so I am going to regroup my men and we will be on our way. If you don't cooperate, things could get ugly. There is no way my men will walk away from such a pretty garden without sampling the fruit. If your household resists, there will be ****, and people will die."

"My daughter is still a maiden - she has no experience in serving men. Please don't let her be taken for the first time like this. I will willingly serve you in front of my household. I will demonstrate how we must submit to you.” As she makes this offer she leans closer and her large breasts push against your breastplate. “I’m not trained, like some of the pleasure slaves your men will find, but I will do my best to entertain you in any way you like.”

You consider your options. You have never taken a virgin, as captain you would have first choice and you could be the one who draws her **** body from the line of captives. How tight would she be? You’d like to hear her cry of pain as you plunge into her, and see the trick of red blood on her white thigh proof that you are her first. Would she submit to her fate or would you have to **** your way between her squirming thighs as tears ran down her face? On the other hand, the mother was willing, and although she is several years older than you, she is one of the best looking women you have ever seen. Her breasts are much larger than the girl’s, and her hips flare out invitingly. Also, her servants may be less likely to fight if they see her surrender to you.

Your men are leading a number of bound captives into the garden. You are going to have to decide soon. As you consider the girl's fate, you look over the growing group of captives in the garden. There are a few older couples, and a pair of women whose quality clothing identified them as free citizens, but most of the prisoners were attractive slaves around the age of twenty.

“Your men have plenty to choose from. And you can take one of them too if you finish with me quickly.” Whispers the woman as she rubs against you. “Spare my children.”