Damsel in Distress - Page 10 - 11 (Patreon)

It was time to show him who is commanding and hope he is more sissy than a fighter. Most likely, Gomeshi is sissy because villagers have been in fear and offered him food, wine, and gifts. So now beast would have something else to stare at than a couple of very nice tits. The poor girl was clearly in such big fear that her heart would stop soon. To Karim, that would be sad because a girl like that would make some gold on the market. If not gold, at least a nice pile of silver. 

"Hey! Gomeshi! I'm here to put an end to this." Karim was thinking his words. He should put an end to the Gomeshi in one way or another. The easiest would be to scare him out from the given and hunt him some distance. 

Words were efficient. Gomeshi had a surprised, maybe even fearful, expression on his face. The girl looked happy. Happy slave girls were always nice. When the girl was comfortable or in a funny mood, she was much better company than some bitch that had not accepted her status. As a Caravan master, Karim knew not that comfortable and happy girls. For some reason, they were grumpy when marching naked and chained behind a camel. Instead, they should be happy and thankful because Karim gave them sandals. Sandals were expensive - but girls walked much faster with sandals.