Why settle for a ?

"I don't know," Relia responds, "this situation is quite new to me."

A few seconds pass during which none of you say anything as Lady Relia awaits your suggestion and you consider what it will be. As enticing as the thought of a quick fuck with either of the slaves is, you find yourself unwilling to suggest that as a reward for taking her with you.

And while you might be a mercenary, you're not enough of one to rob a woman of her gold and leave her to be **** and sold into slavery.

"Take off your robes," your request leaves Relia looking quite stunned, and you await her reaction. If she retains her pride and haughtiness even under these pressing conditions and refuses to comply with your demand, then you'll take one of her slaves with you instead, most likely the brunette. You're not proud of it, but you'll probably do the same if Relia does strip out of her clothes and turns out to be bloated and flat-chested.

"What?" Relia finally responds, and there's a softness and a nervousness to her voice now that is utterly different from her previous haughtiness.

"Your robes. You're to take them off," you insist, doing your best to keep your composure.

"Please sir, no man has ever seen me!" Relia pleads to you with her eyes, and her sudden change in behavior is almost enough to make you desist from demanding that she get naked. Of course if one of those rabid soldiers finds this poor lady, she'd not be asked so nicely.

"Then I'll be the first, unless you want to stay here, that is," you're not pleased about using the threat of what awaits Relia, should she remain in Athenapolis for much longer, but you're both pressed for time and therefore lack the time required for a more seductive way of getting her naked.

For a moment, you get to watch Relia's full lips quiver as she looks at you, but then the noblewoman tightens up her facial features and move her hands up to grab hold of the collar of her brocaded robes.

"No," you tell her softly and shake your head as she glances over at her two slaves as though she's about to request their assistance. You want to see her take her clothes off, not watch the slaves do it.

Relia's cheeks have reddened and her eyelids are constantly fluttering, but she shows no signs of backing down from what she's about to do as she begins to pull the robes up over her head.

Soon enough, Relia's heavy outer robes are lying discarded on the floor and she stands before you clad only in an inner tunic which reaches almost all the way down to her ankles and which looks much too restrictive for her to wear during your coming flight. Perhaps you ought to strap her into the saddle naked?

Even though the tunic is cut so that only her arms and a preciously small amount of her chest is left unprotected by it, it is tight enough that you can see that Relia is blessed with a pair of full, round breasts which struggle against the confines of her garment and that her waist is slim and her hips full and rich. A leather pouch dangles down between her breasts from a string tied around her neck, and you find it to be a most curious necklace.

Again, Relia hesitates as she looks at you, but then she bites her lips before licking them and grabs hold of the fabric of her sheer inner tunic with her fingers so that she can tug it up over her head and drop it onto her discarded robes.

As Relia stands before you dressed only in her sandals, you quickly decide that she is a truly gorgeous woman. Her pale skin could do with a little more sun in order for it to be more to your liking, and the thoughts of what you would like to do to her causes your cock to swell and finally brush aside your loincloth to stand out in front of you, its purple head pointing straight at Relia, who gasps as she catches a first look at your erect member.

"Leave us," you order the two slaves, confident now in your choice, "take the chest with you and go back to your mistress' house, dress up in the finest clothes you can find and prepare to ravage the first soldiers that come through the door." It wasn't much of a future, but maybe they'd be rewarded for their efforts and the good fortune of whichever men find them first.

Taking a glance first at you and then at Relia, the two slaves do your bidding and disappear out the door without Relia saying anything in protest since she is much too busy stealing glances at you before looking away either at the floor or the wall to your right.

Thoroughly unashamed of the effect that Relia's naked body has had on you, you admire the bountiful swell of her bust and the triangular patch of pubes that sit atop her pussy as you quickly strip out of your loincloth and tunic so that you?re every bit as naked as she is.

"Please," Relia trembles and looks for a moment as though she'll back away when you step towards her, but she stands firm and throws your naked body another quick glance, "I've never been with a man."