The middle aged man was quite pleased with his prize but when she put up what token resistance he expected he was surprised at her firm grip on his wrists, causing him to almost panic for a second before she reacted so strongly to her nipples. He focused his attention on them, and the jolts of pleasure made her lose just enough focus to loosen her grip on him.<br/><br/>He considered his options. What could a girl possibly do to him? If she resisted or screamed he could tell the guards she was whoring herself out and tried to walk out on them, no way the guards would listen some foreign hussy, chances were they'd join in the fun. Then again, there was the problem. She was a foreigner and in the company of another woman who carried weapons. To the innkeeper, bitches would be bitches but he wasn't going to risk his against anyone who knew how to handle a blade. Instead he decided to play it safe, considering the evening's recent profits.<br/><br/>"Ehh, don't mind me girl. Just 'looking', testing your lovelies on how delicate and perky they are. You don't dislike it do you?" he attempted with honeyed words first. "It feels good doesn't it? I'm so pleased with you dear... would you let me play with them for a little while? I'll give you another coin..." he promised, all the while, teasing and circling her sensitive peaks, not allowing the young martial artist to catch a second wind.