Dark Ascension

‘Wake up!’ both slaves were woken by Korgan’s well placed kicks ‘Get your sorry asses up high and ready for fuck!’ the dwarf yelled.

‘Give them something to eat and drink’ Therion ordered ‘We don’t want them to pass out in the middle of the march… or in the middle of fucking.’

The drow didn’t know why at the very mention of the meal, the red mage began chuckling madly but she soon learnt as both she and Imoen were presented with bowl of… something. Something that was mixed with sticky, white cum. She looked at Therion with fury in her eyes but he only chuckled.

‘You won’t be getting anything else to eat… so I really advise you to eat it all like a nice doggie.’ He smiled.

‘You…’ she started but quickly decided not to say anything. She didn’t want to give in and allow them to freely humiliate her, but escape had priority over any futile forms of resistance. She had to be patient. Startled she noticed that Imoen began eating her meal with a seemingly good apetite as if though she didn’t mind the cum. She must have been used to it…

Viconia sighed and began eating the food. It tasted horribly, the unmistakable taste of cum prevalent even among the terrible taste of the meal itself. At least when she was finished, they were given cold, clean water.

But then, when they were finished, camp has been disassembled the dreaded words were spoken: ‘So, let’s fuck!’

She didn’t even notice who said it, but as soon it was said Korgan grabbed Imen by her hair and pushed her down, unbuckling his pants. Again, like yesterday Therion stopped him.

‘Leave her!’ he ordered raising.

‘What?!’ Korgan pushed Imoen to the ground and approached his leader, fight hanging in the air. Viconia fought a smile that was appearing on her face ‘Yesterday we couldn’t, now also?! You tell us when to fuck and when to piss?’

‘Imoen’s mine now’ Therion said ‘You have the new chick, take her!’.

Hearing this, Viconia’s smile immediately vanished, especially as the dwarf instead of pressing his issue, laughed hard and began approaching her.

‘Wait!’ this time it was Sarevok who stopped Korgan. Before the angry dwarf could reply Sarevok  said with a smile ‘Let’s tie her first to the trees and make her a proper welcome party’ he explained brandishing a whip.

A hearbeat later Viconia struggled against the firm hold of two warriors as they dragged her to small trees standing next to each other. The tied one hand and one leg to one tree and another to the second tree. As they were doing it, Viconia glanced at Imoen. The cute redhead was at her knees thanking her brother for… rescuing her from the rape at the hands (or cock) of the dwarf.

‘Thank you… thank you… master… thank you… aaa… ugh!’ her shameless chattering was interrupted as she was slapped hard.

‘Quit talking and use this quick tongue to thank me as a slave should’ Therion snapped. ‘Lick my balls!’

Imoen glanced at him nervously, her protest going quiet as Therion raised her hands again. She shuddered, crawled to her brother and stick her pink tongue, obediently running it around the ball sack of Therion, running circles with her dexterous, nimble tongue, licking and sucking on it. She sucked and slurped, as Therion’s cock began to rise, becoming harder and longer with every lick.

Viconia observed it but her concentration was quickly broken as there was a crack and a whip lash landed on her back. She cried with pain and strained against the bounds are whole body arched with pain. She quickly realized that this whipping will be worse than anything she experienced at the farm. Not only because Sarevok was much stronger and more brutal than any of her previous captors… the worst thing was that while Sarevok was preparing to whip her back, legs and ass, Korgan was brandishing his whip, touching her pussy lips with it and Edwin was chuckling as sparks of light were flying between his fingers.

‘ I much prefer fucking ya...’, Korgan said, grinning dirtily at her, showing his yellowed teeth, a wave of bad breath reaching her nostrils, ‘ but it's always fun ta play with the whips a bit...’ Viconia spat out. ‘ Only when the victim can't fight back, hm? So typicaaaaaaargh!’ Sarevok had landed another stroke against her back, his greater strength making her entire back erupt with blazing pain. Struggling, she fought the bonds that held her but Sarevok was an expert in bondage and they would not budge. Korgan laughed and took a few steps back. ‘ Let's see if I can make ya scream louder'n him! Sar! You up for the challenge?’ Much to her dismay, Viconia heard the other man laugh in twisted merriment. ‘ Of course! But you know I'm stronger...what do you want to bet?’ He lashed out at her again, the whip catching her right across the ass, both men laughing as she shook in her bonds, gasping, tears once again forming in her eyes. Gritting her teeth, focusing on the rage that welled up in her, towering, impotent fury that felt as if it would consume her, she blinked them away. She wasn't sure whether she could withstand this without crying but she damn sure would try!

‘ One who makes her scream louder gets ta fuck her ass first!’ Korgan grinned as he said that, inspecting the whip closely, getting into position to unleash his sadistic streak upon her. ‘ Deal’, Sarevok said calmly....

And then it began. Both started to rain down blows upon the drow's beautiful body, Sarevok methodically striking her back, ass and legs, trying to create a pattern of criscrossing welts on her dark skin. Korgan was less sophisticated, as usual, laying on with blind, perverted lust, raining down blows across her tits, her bells, the insides of her thights...and her cuntlips which he managed to hit with agonizing frequency. For Viconia, her entire world became consumed by pain as these two men tormented her, drawing out screams and agonized wails from between her lips, making her body jerk and squirm in her restraints as she sought to escape the unescapable.

She did not notice Therion starting to rape Imoen's mouth again, did not notice both men having pulled out their cocks and jerking to her screams and did not notice Edwin standing aside with a smug smirk on his face....all she knew was the blazing pain that enveloped her entire body. Of course, even with her great willpower, she could not prevent tears from running down her cheeks eventually, the pain being way too great to be controlled by a mind alone. Her legs and arms had started to tremble uncontrollably and were she forced to stand, she would have collapsed immediately. But the restraints held her in place for th men's twisted enjoyment.

She had lost all sense of time during her ordeal which had indeed been much, much worse than any whipping session she'd suffered through at the hands of the family, reducing her to a trembling, gasping wreck that could barely keep herself from sobbing uncontrollably. But eventually, it was over, with both men gasping and panting for breath. ‘ Now...who was the winner...?’Korgan asked, huffing, completely out of breath. ‘ I am...certainly...’, Sarevok said calmly. ‘ The hells you are....’, korgan began but at this moment, Edwin chimed in.

‘ I win’, he said smugly, smirking at them and at Viconia, his hands still forming arcane gestures.

‘ Ya didn't even play!’ Korgan yelled, spitting out in front of the mage.

‘ No one said it was over yet....’ Edwin simply said and uttered a single syllable...and Viconia's every nerve began to shriek in pain. It was as if every single part of her body received a whip stroke at once...though even that description failed to truly express what she felt. A burning needle was stuck into every inch of her body, inside and outside. Her muscles tensed up and she went rigid as she threw her head back and uttered a soundless scream at first before she let out a wail of purest agony.

It was over within a second but to Viconia, that single heartbeat had stretched into infinity and the pain receding was the most wonderful feeling ever. ‘ I guess that makes me the lucky one to have her ass, hm?’ Edwin more stated than asked, chuckling.

‘ Blasted mage!’ Korgan spat, eyeing his axe for a moment. ‘ That was cheating!’

‘ You have your muscles (and not much else) I have my mind. We all work with what we're given’, Edwin responded, ‘ In that case, a simple spell used on thayan slaves to keep them in line. Now, let's untie her so I can get my prize!!’

‘That was clever mage’ Sarevok smiled with the slightest hint of appreciation. He draw his dagger and cut the ropes, making Viconia fall to the ground. The drow only gasped silently as she her body hit the ground, exhausted and powerless.

‘Uuugh…’ she only could moan as she felt Edwin place his cock on the entrance to her ass and began pushing it inside. Her ass, taken against her will again, started to hurt, burning with pain. No matter how many time she took their cocks, she couldn’t get used to this horrible sensation. They took her so brutally and violently that it always left her twisting and writhing with agony. She was sure that her rapists also noticed – and appreciated – that no matter how much they fuck her, her holes remained exceptionally tight, each thrust in her bringing exquisite pleasure, especially as her abused body squirmed beneath them.

‘Yes… you’re tight… so tight… wonderful ass… wonderful… yes… so nice, warm and tight…’ Edwin continued mumbling as he pushed his dick inside, each thrust rocking her body forward. Viconia realized that the mage must have subjected himself to some form of Bull’s Strength spell as his pushes were on par with those of Korgan’s. Nevertheless she was glad – if such word could have been used – that he won the ‘bet’. She knew Edwin won’t last long in her, the mage didn’t have such control over his impulses and body. It was confirmed as the mage began gasping and moaning loudly as he pushed himself in her with increasing pace. ‘Oh, yes, yes, I’m cumming in your ass… it was… oooh… it was made for it… you were meant… yes, yes, yes… to be fucked and fucked… fucked… I’m cuuuumming!’ He finally shouted shooting waves of jism into her bowels.

‘Uuugh… no…’ Viconia only managed to moan as she slowly tried to rise. She saw Therion, who has just shot his load down Imoen’s throat and now had her lick his balls again.

‘Can we go now?’ he asked dryly.

‘Let us at least fuck this bitch’ Sarevok responded.

‘Ok, but do it quick’ Therion said and ordered Imoen to resume sucking his cock. The redhead, with her mouth already swollen from the constant sucking and face-fucking gulped but obediently began to move her tongue up and down his shaft. ‘Damn, I have to have this two bitches suck me together’ the leader laughed.

Viconia didn’t notice anything more as Sarevok and Korgan literally jumped at her forcing her down and taking her pussy and ass, leaving her motuh to howl and cry as the pounded her tight holes mercilessly…

When it was over, finally they resumed their travel. Viconia was afraid that after the whipping she won’t keep up with their speed, but the even gave her a healing potion in a cruel imitation of good will – wanting her to feel better just so they can fuck her more.

And they did. Each time they set up a camp, the team took turns fucking her. During the first time Imoen was given rest as they ordered her to prepare a meal so the whole party raped and whipped the priestess, leaving her sore and covered with cum. At the morning she got Imoen’s stew (mixed with cum) and another turn of banging.

On the second night it was the same, at least this time Therion was fucking Imoen so she had one less cock to worry about. Finally when she was laying there, exhausted and abused she heard them talking.

‘There is a village nearby… called Ghemia, Ghenia or something like that (not that I care about filthy peasants) ‘ Edwin muttered ‘A good bed would finally be appreciated (if there are any beds not ridden with bugs there)’.

‘And we have to resupply our food and water’ Sarevok noted ‘It is still a four-day travel to Athcatla’

‘We can stay there for the night’ Therion agreed ‘If they try to hinder us in any way we will burn the village down.’

‘And rape the women!’ Korgan laughed.

‘Speaking of which…’ Therion slowly turned over from the map to his slaves ‘What would you say about a little… performance . I feel our two slaves haven’t grown very close yet… its time to make them become much… much closer!’ he said with an evil grin.

Imoen gave her brother a puzzled look while Viconia only sighed. She could well imagine what they wanted now...but at least this time it wouldn#t be something painful...’just’ humiliating. ‘ Come on...crawl over to her!’ He gave Imoen a sharp kick that made the redhed yelp in pain. Stifling another sob, Imoen slowly rose on shaky knees and arms to make her way over to where Viconia was still lying on the hard-rocky ground, trying to recover from her most recent ordeal. Groaning as her muscles protested, Viconia sat up, glaring at the men who had stepped closer and were watching the two of them intently.

‘ I suppose I don't have to tell the likes of you what to do now, do I, drow?’ Therion asked, smirking, his eyes fixed on Imoen's ass at the moment. ‘ No....’, the drow snarled. Of course he did not have to. In her time as a priestess of Lolth, she had had enough sexual encounters with women to be quite experienced when it came to such pleasures. But still, having to...perform for them was different than...thanking the high priestess for a favour. Still, Viconia decided to swallow her pride...once again. The settlement was only two days away and it represented her best chance of flight. Unlike Imoen, she hadn't given up yet...but then again, she wasn't struck with this abominable weakness anymore.

‘ What...do they want from us now?’ Imoen whispered weakly when she was within reach of Viconia. ‘ It's easy, girl...these degenerates want us to act like lovers.’ ‘ L-like...lovers?’ The young girl frowned and Viconia rolled her eyes. How naive could the redhead be? ‘ Yes...kissing and touching each other like they do...only with the fingers and tongue.’

‘ But...I don't know how...’, Imoen said, slowly panicking, throwing a frightened look at Therion and the others. Her brother was already tapping his armored foot on the ground impatiently. ‘ Get to it, sis...if I don't see some show of affection from one of you, it's the whip again...for both!’

‘ So I see...’, Viconia said, her voice practically dripping with acid. She certainly wasn't going to suffer because of the girl's ignorance. ‘ That's why you will shut up now and let me take the lead. Just do as I do and we'll be fine.’ Before imoen could react or say anything, she had pressed her lips onto the redhead's, forcing her tongue deeply into Imoen's mouth. ‘ That's better!’ they heard Therion say, laughing. Imoen let out a surprised gasp as she was forced into the kiss, the drow's slender dark arms embracing her, keeping her from moving away as Viconia deepened the kiss, her tongue pushing against Imoen's in a mockery of affection. She felt their abused breasts press together and swallowed back a grunt of pain at the uncomfortable sensation.

‘ A kiss is all nice'n good but we want ta see more!’ That was Korgan, once more cementing Viconia's plan to eviscerate him slowly the first chance she got. Breaking the kiss, she then slid down Imoen#s body while the younger girl was still gasping in surprise, trying to catch her breath. With deliberate slowness, she kissed her way along Imoen's jawline and down her throat before pushing the younger girl backwards so that she was now lying on the floor. ‘ What...’, imoen began but Viconia cut her short with a hand clamped over her mouth and a snarled, ‘ Shut up! Just lie there and take it...it's what you do best, after all’

As she began to run her tongue over the round orbs of Imoen's tits, moving her face at an angle that allowed all three men to watch what she was doing, how she was circling Imoen's nipples with her tongue before taking them into her mouth, her right hand moved down between the other girl's legs. She could see that Therion was stroking his cock, his hardness already having returned...and even Sarevok, Edwin and Korgan were slowly getting hard again. The best she could hope for now was to get them off before they could stick their cocks into their – especially her – holes again.

So, still suckling on imoen's breasts while the redhead alternatively watched her and, with a much more frightened expression, the other men, she began to slide two fingers into Imoen's abused cunt, immediately starting to pump them in and out deep and fast, making the young girl cry out. ‘ Please...it still hurrtsss...i'm still sore....’, the redhead whimpered pitifully. ‘ I know...’, Viconia said, letting go of Imoen's nipple for a moment, ‘ But that's what they want to see...or do you think they want us to enjoy ourselves?’And then, grinning with just a hint of spite, she added a third finger...

‘Ugh!’ Imoen moaned as she felt another finger entering her pussy, pumping in unison with others, moving inside her soft, tender, tight hole. It wasn’t as violent as the rapes she endured at the hands of her brother and his party, far from it, but it felt so… wrong. To have this drow, this woman move her hand in her, hurting her just to pleasure their rapists. ‘Ugh… no… nnnn-’ another moan was interrupted as Viconia forced her tongue into Imoen’s mouth moving there, probing, making the priestess shudder only a bit as she felt the taste of Therion’s cum still lingering in the redheads mouth.

‘That is great’ Sarevok smiled.

‘Yeah! More!’ Korgan yelled.

Viconia didn’t know more of what did he exactly want, but she could safely assume that, as usual, more pain and degradation. She started licking Imoen’s neck, went down to play with girl’s cute, perky tits, licking them. She took her nipples in her mouth, at first gently sucking on them but then, suddenly biting it and pulling the nipple as though she wanted to bite it off. Imoen cried but her cries were quickly cut as Viconia once more forced her tongue into her mouth. Finally the redhead began twisting her body, trying to break free from the hand pumping her abused pussy and the pain on her breasts. She reached her hand and grabbed the drow’s tit and squeezed it, either to push the drow back or to retaliate for her pain.

The priestess moaned into Imoen’s mouth, not interrupting the kissing for one second, her tongue interwined with the redhead’s. It was strange but she felt… maybe not good, surely not good – abused and forced to perform - but a bit better now as she was the one giving pain. As a drow priestess she always ha a sadistic streak, although not as much as the priestesses of Lolth. In some way the moaning, trembling body of Imoen gave her… not pleasure… but some form of satisfaction and feeling of strength. Despite this, for one second she didn’t forget in what situation she is. Wanting to arouse the men even more, she starting rubbing her thigh into Imoen’s pussy, without withdrawing her hand and rubbing her crotch over the girl’s thigh.

‘I’ve watched enough, lets do them!’ these Korgan’s words instantly destroyed any feeling of strength and powers she had, especially as she was quickly grabbed and put into all fours. She felt the dwarf place his cock at the entrance to her tight ass and slowly push the head of his cock inside. In front of her Therion placed Imoen in the same position and began pounding her pussy, while Sarevok and Edwin were slowly jerking off.

‘You two kiss each other!’ Therion ordered as each of his thrusts made Imoen’s had rock forward towards Viconia.

Viconia cried out under Korgan's brutal thrusts as the dwarf violated her ass for at least the tenth time since they had captured her. Despite her best efforts, it hurt too much to just bite back the screams, though she still managed to keep the tears at bay during all but the worst whipping sessions. Not so with Imoen. As her brother brutally pounded into her, the redhead was sobbing once more, mourning her innocence probably as much as lamenting her pain. ‘ Didn't you hear me?’ Therion grumbled, grinding into his sister with all his strength, causing a loud cry to erupt from Imoen's soft lips.

Sighing, Viconia shifted so that she could rest her entire weight on one hand, reaching out with the other to grab Imoen's head and bring her even closer, roughly pressing her lips onto the redhead's. ‘ That's it!’ she heard Korgan cheer, feeling his cock twicth inside her ass at the sight, a sensation that made her groan into Imoen's mouth as her tongue entwined with the crying girl's. Moaning and crying out into each other's mouths, the two slaves continued their obscene sapphic kiss even as the men cheered and raped them hard and brutally. The entire session lasted for more than one hours, with Therion spraying his load into his sister 4 times, his divine heritage simply allowing him to keep going even after climaxing...while Viconia was raped by the three others in turn, leaving both her ass and pussy feel sore and swollen, causing her incredible pains as she tried to walk after them once they had finished.

Later the same day, the rooftops of the village – it's name, according to the roadsigns, was Ghenia – apepared in sight and the men stopped. ‘ Good, finally!’ Korgan said, ‘ Can't wait to see if they got some nice bitches there!’ Viconia shook her head. ‘ You think about nothing else? Degenerate scum...’ ‘ I can think about killing as well...you want me to, elf?’ Korgan snarled, placing his hand on the hilt of his axe, but a laughing Therion stopped him. ‘ Don't let her rile you up...at this point, she might even want to die.’ Then, lightning-quick, he lashed out at Viconia, his backhand sweep sending her sprawling to the ground. ‘ And it is never going to happen. You will not escape us so easily, Viconia...even your soul belongs to me now.’ Holding her burning, darkening cheek, Viconia glared up at him, grunting in pain as she stood up once more. ‘ We'll see...’, she muttered but before Therion could react, Sarevok spoke up.

‘ We should prepare. As usual, unless we see something we like too much to leave behind...’, he looked at Korgan, then at Edwin, ‘ we should simply act like adventurers. Our two slaves here...will be captured witches we bring to Athkatla to be judged. Just like the last times. Imoen...’

Upon hearing her name, the young girl stepped forward hesitantly, settling down the bag she was forced to carry. Quicjkly, Sarevok took out several chains and manacles and proceeded to restrain her hands behind her back before fastening a metal collar around her neck that was both connected to the manacles holding her hands as well as another chain serving as a leash. ‘ Now you’, Therion said to Viconia. Before she could chose whether to try and resist or to obey, she was pushed forward by Korgan, the dwarf's hands lingering on her ass a bit longer than necessary.

With quick and expert movements, Sarevok grabbed her hands and forced them together behind her back in a manner that painfully reminded her of the way Alius had restrained her when throwing her into the cellar. ‘ You speak in the village...I'll cut your tongue out. We can regrow it in time for your next mouthfucking but it won't be pretty...you understand?’ Sighing grimly, Viconia nodded to Therion's words. ‘ Good...then let's see if we can get a decent meal for once...’

The party finally entered the village. As humiliated as Viconia was, being paraded there in chain, she was partly relieved as before they entered the village, both girls were given some clothes to cover their nudity. Of course, the villages still gathered around them, but Therion quickly explained – lied -  who they were and who their ‘prisoners’ were. The crowd quickly dispersed as Korgan and Sarevok were a very unsettling company.

The party quickly went to the tavern. It wasn’t hard to notice that the inn was almost empty, with the few people inside more drinking to drown their sorrows than to celebrate something. The villagers almost didn’t raise their eyes, when the party came. The atmosphere of mourning was clearly visible. Korgan of course, not caring about this immediately spotted one really cute serving girl and began ogling her. She was lovely, petite, with long brown her and innocent, though sad blue eyes. Korgan wouldn’t have been himself if he didn’t try to grope her ass through her tight apron when she came to bring the ale. The girl shrieked in surprise and retreated.

‘Calm down, dwarf’ Therion hissed ‘What did I say?’

‘Did we should act like adventurers and I surely behave like one’ Korgan grinned.

‘That’s not what I meant’ Therion sighed.

‘Oh, and you said that we should be good unless we really want something… I really want this bitch!’

‘I said: calm down’ Therion’s voice became dangerously calm, but before the argument could escalate. Edwin grabbed Therion’s hand and hissed, silencing them. An old man was approaching their table.

‘Greetings adventurers. I’m Tarin and I have the honor of being the mayor of this town’ he began ‘I am sorry but I have to ask, my doom looms over our village and you seem to be the only ones who could safe us from utter darkness’.

‘We’re not interested’ Edwin smirked.

‘Utter darkness? What peasant talks like this?’ Korgan laughed but Therion just raised his hand.

‘We’re on an important mission to transport this witches to the prison of the Order of Radian Heart. The paladin’s want to question them immediately, they may even be necromancers’ he said slowly but before he could add something more the mayor interrupted, almost jumping in joy.

‘You defeated a necromancer?! What a joy! Our village is plagued by one, many of our best men fell in the confrontation with her vile minions and she might be poising her legions as we speak to annihilate us, please… we beg… help us!’

‘Get lost old man! (What a fool, as if we wouldn’t have enough to do!)’ Edwin turned back.

‘Hmm, we may be able to help’ it seemed as if Therion was changing his mind. ‘But we need to know more.’

‘And we want this wench sent to our room!’ Before Therion or Sarevok could silence him Korgan suddenly laughed pointing at the serving girl.

The mayor blinked, unsure whether he had heard the dwarf correctly. ‘ Pardon?’ ‘ Yeah, you heard me correctly!’ Korgan said, greedy eyes leering at the serving girl who was shrinking back towards the nearest wall, unsure how to react. ‘ One moment here’, Therion calmly interjected, placing a hand on the dwarf's shoulder with just enough force to make Korgan stop talking. ‘ Tell us more about this necromancer that has you all riled up.’

‘ Uhm...yes, yes...’, Tarin mumbled, gathering his wits, ‘ she came to us about a week ago...of course, back then we didn't know what she was, so we just treated her like another traveller...we get a lot of these, being on the main road from Athkatla and all that...’ Sarevok and Korgan both rolled their eyes at the man's blabbering. But if Therion wanted to listen to him, what could they do? Even Korgan, as much as he might want to, wouldn't act against the group leader. Therion had what he respected most in the world...power.

That power had granted him more cunts and asses to fuck and more heads to split open than he'd ever thought possible already. And if this crazed human actually managed to become a god...the rewards for his mortal followers would be tremendous. And as insane the dwarf was, he would never risk that reward. As for Sarevok...during the talk they'd had after that fateful battle and Sarevok's resurrection, Therion had made him an offer no one could refuse. Sarevok would not betray his brother...his chance at divinity was gone. Forever. But travelling with Therion had given him enough distractions to make him forget that loss.

‘ She said her name...name was Ninde...and well...she acted like any other traveller...until Old McDurn made a lewd comment about her that she didn't like. She...’, Tarin took a deep breath, a shadow passing over his face, ‘ she...made a gesture and suddenly, he just...fell back and died. Of course, we tried to restrain her...but she...she killed Brann and Jorgan just as easily...’

‘ So you settled for driving her out of town’, Therion finished the narration for the older man. Tarin nodded hurriedly. ‘ Yes, yes...but she said she'd be back...that she wouldn't tolerate being shown such disrespect...and the next night..the dead started to rise.’ he shuddered, looking over his shoulder as if a wight might have snuck up on him.

‘ The spell...sounded like Finger of Death to me...rather powerful, though she's certainly no match for me...if you really intend to waste our time with this’, Edwin mused, giving the mayor a cold side-glance.

‘ I have to ask, brother...why are we agreeing to help them?’ Sarevok asked ‘ I mean, i do not mind cutting down undead but still...what do we care?’ He completely ignored the mayor, even though the man was following their conversation with bated breath. ‘ It is simple’, Therion responded, turning away to whisper into his brother's ear without the mayor listening in. ‘ We cannot just trample our way into Athkatla like we did in Beregost and the Friendly Arm. The city is guarded by a cabal of powerful wizards. To get in without anyone being suspicious, we need to seem like normal adventurers...heroes, even. Also, as a necromancer...maybe our...villain here may have some information on that shadow stone that I seek.’ Sarevok frowned but nodded, following, if not agreeing, his brother's reasoning.

‘ We will help you...for the right price, of course’, Therion said, turning back towards the mayor. ‘ of course, of course...we do have some gold and...maybe a few magical trinkets...’, he hurried explained, his relief visible in his eyes. ‘ That is good for a start....but there is one more thing.’ Therion nodded towards the serving girl. ‘ What is her name?’ ‘ Uhm...Dany...why?’

‘ Because she'll serve us while we're here!’ Korgan laughed. Viconia had trouble believing this...they already had two slaves with whom they could do as they pleased...and the dwarf still wished for another? By the gods, castrating that mongrel would be a saintly endeavor...

‘ What? I mean....why...how...’, the mayor began to stammery taken by surprise. ‘ Calm down. It's very easy. Dany...does she have any family here?’Therion asked, his voice deathly calm, the way it always was when he planned murder.

‘ Uhm...no...she's an orphan...but I can't just...give her to you! That is...monstrous!’ Edwin chuckled. ‘ isn't it a bit late to find your guts again, old man?’ the wizard asked, sarcastically.

‘ You can and you will’, Therion said, still as calm as the air before a summer storm, ‘ because otherwise we will just leave you all to be devoured by zombies. Remember...Amn has no ruling house at the moment...this area is lawless. Help won't come. So, what say you? We promise...we won't hurt her...much.’

‘I… I will talk to her’ the mayor said with a trembling voice, turned and moved towards the girl who was trying not to draw any attention.

‘Damn you, Korgan’ Therion hissed ‘For once you may do as I command and not as your dick commands?’

‘What’s wrong, we’ll have a fresh fuck-meat and when we leave the village they will even be thanking us’ the dwarf shrugged.

‘As much as I hate to admit… the dwarf may be right’ Sarevok slowly said ‘Those peasants are clearly desperate, they will allow us to do everything. And the more accepted the notion of rape is… the stronger your future domain gets, brother’ the last words were almost whispered.

‘Let it be’ Therion sighed but and turned to look at the terrified Dany. She was shaking her head violently, not moved by the pleas of the mayor, not wanting to have anything to do with the team, least of all to… serve them.

Suddenly two of the villagers rose from the chairs, still swaying because of the large amount of alcohol they’d drunk.

‘What is this shit is… shit!’ one blubbered ‘I’m not leaving to die my house to die… to those… goblin hobs!’

‘Zombies, not hobgoblin’ the second more sober man corrected ‘But yeah, I’m not going to die here, just because you dumb wench can’t hide your pride and serve those gentleman who want to save our village.’

‘I won’t!’ the girl nearly cried ‘They’ll hurt me, I know it!’

‘Yeah, better you than all of us’ the man said as he and his friend grabbed her hands.

‘Leave her alone… now! Please?’ the mayor started to protest ‘I’m sure… Dany will… will listen to the… voice of reason.’

‘I shit on reason’ the drunk blubbered again ‘We’re taking her to their room, they have fun and save us!’

Very soon Dany, her face wet from tears, crying loud was lying on the bed, with hands and legs tied to the bedposts as Therion was fucking her tight, just deflowered cunt. She had never thought that her first time will be… like this, with some brute taking her maidenhood with one violent thrust which filled her with pain and then pounding her tight pussy as she begged him and the gods to make it stop. Not only he was her first, but his cock was huge, with her limited knowledge in this aspect she would have never guessed that anyone can be so endowed. Sure, she heard gossips of women in the village about male dicks and she couldn’t understand why they thought bigger was better. This man’s hard prick was stretching her to the point when even keeping it in her motionlessly was hurting her not to mention when he pounded her with savage fury. Finally he has finished, groaning as he filled her with his seed, the sensation making her strain against the bonds in pain and disgust.

And then it was the turn of the others.

Later, Dany was on her knees, sucking Edwin’s cock, moaning around it as Korgan pushed bottles in and out of her abused holes, each pumping move making more cum drip from her filled pussy and sore, abused ass. Therion was sitting in a chair while Imoen was moving up and down, with his cock in her tight ass, riding him, fucking him as Viconia was licking her pussy, trying to concentrate on it, even though her whole body was rocking in the rhythm of Sarevok plunging his cock in her ass. Viconia was in fact quite content and even grateful to Korgan that he wanted to take Dany, another, fresh slave meant that at least this time she wasn’t abused so much. Still it wasn’t much of a upside, she pondered as with each thrust of Sarevok’s cock her ass was feeling more and more as though it was on fire. How could she concentrate on licking Imoen in such position? How could she move her gentle, dexterous tongue by the girls pussy lips, licking her clit, moving inside and tasting the girl’s juices mixed with cum…

Only then did the team start to plan their strategy against the undead…