We need a safe base to operate from.

"I am Captain Ajax Caderos," you tell her. "Who are you?"

"My name is Lady Sophia Attrenotis" she replies "this is my house."

"Well Lady Sophia, your city has fallen. Even as we are speaking thousands of warriors are flooding into the city." You see her react to the truth in your words and continue before she can interrupt. "Left unprotected this idyllic setting will be a scene of destruction and ****. Your home will be torn apart by men looking for riches; if you are lucky, you may be killed quickly, but more likely you and your family will be gang-**** by men who have not had a good fuck in months." Ignoring the lady's gasp, you continue. "Everyone here including you, your lovely daughter and even that pretty boy" you glance at the youth who is being dragged away by two of your men, "will be used over and over again in every way imaginable until you pass out from the pain. If you are alive when they finish with you, your entire household will be chained and sold to the slavers." The woman chokes back a whimper as her eyes search yours for any kind of hope.

"Can you prevent this?" she asks.

"My men and I need a safe place to operate from." The rough plan takes shape as you explain. "Yield to us. I will leave three men behind to guard your estate and will return with the rest of the squad as soon as my mission is complete." You could see the Lady's pretty daughter straining to hear what you were saying, she for sure would be a prize worth returning for. "We will claim this as our base and protect it from both United Armies warriors and the rabble from your own city that have started to loot anyone with wealth." So far, these houses had been spared from the gangs of men who were starting to turn on the rich of the city, but that would not last long.

It did not take much to imagine what a gang of **** thugs would do to these lovely women if this city-estate was overrun. Hopefully this refined noblewoman would see that too. "Surrender to us. You will still be enslaved, and be used by me and my boys, but we will not savagely attack you." Lady Sophia's look of hope fades when she hears her fate, and you try to reassure her as best you can without diverging from the cold hard truth. "Submit to me and my men, I promise you, it will be better than the alternative."

By now the rest of your men have returned with a collection of a dozen or so other people from inside; most are pretty young female slaves clearly selected to please the lord of the villa. Others might be household servants, other than the gardener and an elderly couple these too are mostly female, young and very pretty. Finally, your men have found two attractive freewomen dressed in quality tunics tailored to hug their curves made of a fine smooth cotton; the pair are only slightly younger than the lady of the house and you wonder if they are friends of hers.

"What difference does it make which group of men violate us?" Asks Lady Sophia as the group are herded together in the center of the garden. "Either way we are used and then sold into slavery."

"I need your help, Lady Sophia, to make this work." You explain as you sense your men growing more restless as they leer at the pretty ****-girls standing against the wall. "I can't leave more than a few men here now; you and your household must work with them to secure this estate. Trust me," you urge the elegant noblewoman to see reason, "if you flee from here, you will be caught by the undisciplined hoards that are pressing deeper into the city, or even men from your own city who are looking to capitalize on the chaos. If any of those men capture you and your pretty family, you will not be treated with any gentleness." Lady Sophia looks around the garden at her household. "Look at your daughter," you tell her. "Do you want to see her pushed squirming onto some diseased cock by another man fucking her ass while her screams are muffled by a third filthy cock stuffed down her throat?" You can see the image you paint shatter the woman's pride.

"You may be right; some fates are worse than others." She answers, her small voice wavering with emotion.

"Explain it to them." You tell her pointing at her household. "Make them understand, it is us or something far, far worse."

As Lady Sophia moves into the center of her huddled household you organize your men again. You pick three of the most levelheaded men to secure the walled city estate and you and the remaining seven head to the gates on the far side of the garden.

"Do we have a route?" You ask Petros. Seeing him nod you put him in the front of the squad and head out the gate. "Lock this gate and hang our banner on it so others know this one is ours." You tell the men you are leaving behind. "Do not let down your guard (or your girdles)," you tell the men "We all want this place to be here when we get back." All of the men laugh, and you squad turns down a new street with confidence again.

"Are we going to have trouble getting to the tower?" you ask Petros.