Tannah the Warlord Pt. 07

**** TRIGGER WARNING ****

Some non-consent, violence and gore, lots of abusive sex

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Rozale sat naked in her throne, a rope swing which dangled about five feet off the stone floor in the chapel of love.

Her feet rested on the backs of two wemic statues, her legs spread so that the orgy of followers and temple attendants in the center stage could look up at her wet cunt.

They sprawled across the hall, sighing to the rhythmic slap of flesh, spreading themselves across the brightly colored Vindian sponge mats that covered some of the surfaces in the chapel.

Others hung suspended from ropes that were fastened to hooks on the vaulted ceiling, swaying as their partners drove into them.

Rozale's skin bristled and her clitoris throbbed as she watched them make love. Being the high priestess of Calun Bayul, Rozale was both the font and the reservoir of her god's lust, and that lust drooled along the cleft of her sex and down her butt crack for the duration of their monthly orgy.

From the opposite end of the long room, a huge set of double doors hung open to admit initiates. Young men stripped naked in the preceding rooms and then made their way into the chapel to experience the divine gift of pleasure.

The women who served the temple delivered this pleasure in exchange for what they desired.

Some of these disciples of ecstasy partook of the drugs that heightened senses and some abstained, preferring the natural path to enlightened love.

Rozale watched priestesses please multiple men with their mouths or lay spread-legged while the newcomers took turns fucking them, making them squeal rapturously.

"I request the water of life," one of the priestesses said, approaching Rozale's swing and smiling sweetly. She had deep brown hair and large breasts and her dark bush formed a diamond between her thighs.

"Drink deeply, daughter of delight," Rozale chanted, curling her toes against the forward-arching serpentine effigies that supported her feet. The girl bowed her head and dragged her tongue along the furrow of Rozale's sex. Rozale trembled and felt her clit swell as the girl licked between her labia and then pressed her lips to her opening to suck the slick nectar from her pussy.

Rozale's nipples stood erect and she blushed faintly as the girl pulled away. The priestess turned and moved toward one of the nude men who had just arrived. She kissed him passionately, feeding him Rozale's dew and grasping his cock as it grew firm.

Just then one of the pairs on the left side of the orgy broke away and Rozale focused on them. The girl, a thin, light haired woman, sat on one of the sponge mats with her legs apart, gasping, her pussy gaping from her partner's member, her body shaking, drenched with sweat.

The man walked up the stairs to the short platform on Rozale's left side.

She turned toward him as he approached and opened her mouth, closing her lips around his cock and tasting the girl's aroused cunt on his shaft as it slid across her tongue.

She peeked at the girl from the corner of her eye as she tasted her, sharing in their experience through the flavor of her sex. Then she peered up at the man while he thrust his firm penis into her mouth, the bell of his erection throbbing, his salty seed spraying the inside of her cheek as he drew it back through her pursed lips.

Rozale felt her pussy clench as she drank his cum, humping the air, her womanhood pulsing and her juices flowing along her groove.

From the corner of her eye she saw another couple pull apart, saw someone ascend the platform to her right as she sucked this man's orgasm over the firm head of his penis and closed her lips against its tip. She felt his cum continue to pulse across her mouth and drip down the side of her face while she swallowed most of his load.

She turned to accept the next initiate's seed, letting his length glide through her cum-covered lips, tasting her priestess's cunt on its surface. The man shook as he ejaculated, splashing Rozale's tongue with seed that was fairly sweet compared to most of her followers.

The ritual of giving wasn't supposed to take place this month. It was tied to the high priestess's cycle, happening right at the time when her blood ceased its flow and she wasn't yet fertile.

She thought about how upset Zile had acted when their prince revealed that Rozale was not with child.

"My father put a bounty out on the cunt who brought us the figurine," her new husband had told her.

Rozale noticed a woman lining up to taste her nectar as she sucked the sweet tasting cum from her initiate's cock.

"Mmm," she sighed, feeling him squirt against her palate as she drew her lips up around the wide bell of his erection. She pulled her mouth off of him and rolled his seed around, licking her teeth and swallowing slowly as she looked up at him.

"Our lord favors you," Rozale said to the grinning initiate as he stepped back and made his way down from the platform on wobbling legs.

"I request the water of life, priestess," the thin girl between her legs said, her face still scarlet and her body trembling slightly from her orgasm.

"Drink deeply ..." Rozale commanded, licking her mouth as the blushing girl bowed and kissed her slick pussy lips. She wondered about the woman who had brought the false idol, feeling a twinge of regret while she watched the next girl approach and beg for her water.

Rozale didn't know if any idol was the real one. The legend, just like the spells they painted her with for her wedding, could all be false, just myths, preserved by the old texts. Few of those beneath her rank understood how little of what was written was actually practical knowledge.

She watched the girl back away to be replaced by another priestess and as she did she thought how funny it was that Zile's attempt on that woman had failed so utterly.

"Drink ..." Rozale repeated, curling her toes as this woman tongued the opening of her cunt, reaching deep into her, her nose rubbing along Rozale's slick seam as she scooped and sucked. Rozale felt her clitoris stiffen while this raven haired disciple breathed into her bush and licked the roof of her vagina.

Rozale gasped, bucking her hips lightly against her face, then relaxing her pussy muscles to accept her probing tongue. She felt the girl smile into the press of her groin and then pull away, her tongue extended, a clear strand of her moisture dangling from its tip as she pulled it into her mouth.

"I want to have more of that one," she thought, watching her go, her round butt glistening with sweat under the glow of torches as she pressed her lips to a new initiate's mouth.

"I request the water of life," a familiar voice said, calling her attention. It was the spell painter who'd dressed her for marriage, she realized. She was quite pretty out of her robe.

Two perky pink nipples stood atop gentle mounds of pale flesh on her chest, and she could barely make out the shape of her labia beneath a layer of blonde pubic fuzz.

"Drink deeply, daughter of delight," Rozale said, smiling and watching the girl kneel. Rozale felt a chill as the girl dragged her tongue across her opening and up over her aroused clit. Rozale felt her bud throb between the girl's lips as she sucked on it and pulled away.

She watched her smile with her taste on her lips as she backed up into the arms of two men who each kissed her and then pushed her down onto her hands and knees.

Just then she noticed men with swords and banded metal armor moving down the hall toward them. Among them she could see Zile, sitting on his palanquin, and Corik, his robed servant a little ways behind.

Two of his guards stood by the double doors and four of them carried Zile to the center of the chamber while naked bodies disentangled and crawled out of their path. They sat him down and Rozale saw Zile stare at her cunt, his expression plain as if he was unmoved by the scene surrounding him.

"Where is Galizern, where is our future king?!" Zile's thin servant barked.

"He's in his chambers," one of the men called out in answer as he set Zile's platform on the ground.

"Lenli?" Corik said. "I thought you were Jalien, where's Jalien?" he demanded, his voice obnoxious.

"Pretty sure he's also in Galizern's chambers," Lenli chuckled, scanning the room and letting his gaze rest on a girl who was being noisily fucked from behind while her partner held her by the elbows.

Rozale looked at the raven haired girl who had excited her earlier and saw her riding her partner, rosy cheeked, breasts bouncing. She grinned when she saw Rozale watching her, the lips of her pussy parted and gliding down her lover's cock, coating his length with her glistening arousal.

Rozale reached down and hooked two fingers into herself, stroking the roof of her vagina as she locked gazes with the girl, communicating her desire with a stare.

"What is her name, is it Alucia?" Rozale wondered, feeling her juices well up around her fingertips as they slid between her slick labia. Another girl approached her and she dragged her fingernails over her hairy mons as the woman requested her water.

"Drink deeply, daughter of delight," Rozale said, then moaned softly as the girl licked her wet slit. Rozale let her gaze wander back to Alucia and she felt herself shudder as she watched the woman's dark-haired cunt rise and fall against her partner's groin.

The girl between her legs dragged her small tongue up between Rozale's minora and she felt warm saliva drip across her asshole. Rozale focused on the girl and gasped as she sucked her swollen clitoris before pulling away with a smile on her face.

She surveyed the chapel floor and realized that the guards had already joined the orgy. Two of them had their cocks out and were standing over the women they had chosen, thrusting into their mouths.

The one they called Lenli had shoved an initiate away from his partner and gripped her by the waist, the fat head of his prick standing firm, exposed as he maneuvered her into place and then mounted her with a rough shove.

"What foolish monsters these men are," Rozale thought, watching them take her disciples by force.

She gritted her teeth and watched the shy newcomer who had painted her body gag on a guard's penis, her nose crushed against his pelvis while tears rolled down her cheeks.

Two women looked up at Rozale while they sucked and stroked Zile's hardened shaft, doubtless under the direction of Corik who stood off to one side.

"How dare they defile this ceremony," Rozale thought. She was angry even though she'd known they would be here.

She had to stay calm, she reminded herself. She had to act passive, even though she fumed inside.

One of Zile's guards approached her slowly and a feeling of annoyed worry came over her.

"Master said I could have you," he said with a plain expression on his face.

"Odd, considering he doesn't own me," Rozale answered defiantly as girls and men sighed and groped all around them.

"But, he owns your husband," the man said with a slight grin on his face. Rozale knew she could only argue so much before provoking Zile and that would draw altogether too much attention for her liking.

She leaned forward in her swing, taking her feet off the two statues and letting them dangle.

"You know my cunt is off limits until I am with child by my husband," she said, posing it as a question, unsure if he even cared.

"Your cunt isn't the only hole you have," he chuckled, unlacing the front of his pants.

These guards usually wore a skirt of chain mail that hung from the bottom of their segmented breast and shoulder armor. They must have abandoned this piece of attire knowing they would be here enjoying her girls.

Rozale turned around in her swing, putting her feet on the floor and gripping the ropes. She saw two men climb the platforms to either side of her while the guard put his rough hands on her butt and spread her cheeks, rubbing the fat head of his penis across her asshole.

She recognized one of the two men, a youth named Haran.

The two initiates held their erect members up to Rozale's nose. Each was thick with veins standing out along their shafts, smelling strongly of male and female odors simultaneously. Rozale leaned toward the one on her right and kissed precum from its tip while the man behind her worked the head of his cock through her narrow butthole.

She winced in discomfort, relaxing her ass and wiggling from side to side to help him enter her smoothly. Rozale stifled a groan as her asshole stretched around the guard's erect penis and as it was sliding slowly into her, warm seed spurted through her pursed lips and dribbled down her chin.

Rozale opened her mouth wider allowing the man to thrust his throbbing cock across her tongue, its head rubbing against her palate as it pulsed, expelling his hot load.

"Mmh," she grunted, feeling the guard push the swollen bell of his penis deep into her ass while she dragged her lips across the initiate's shaft and let his cum lubricate its surface. Rozale clung to the rope swing and felt the guard pull his hard member back through her asshole while she sucked salty seed over the bulb of her initiate's erection.

She swallowed the mouthful and felt Haran start ejaculating against her cheek as the guard gripped her ass and drove himself into her.

His hips surged and his balls beat against her butt crack. Rozale let out a gasp as she turned to put her mouth around the squirting tip of Haran's penis.

"Nnhh," she whined, feeling the guard's shaft glide painfully through her tightening butthole, feeling cum drip down her neck and between her breasts. Hot seed oozed onto her tongue as her mouth dragged over the bell of the young man's cock, and the guard's throbbing tip probed deep in her ass with every shove of his hips.

Rozale looked up at Haran as his orgasm spurted against her palate and covered her tongue, her asshole burning as the guard drove his firm length up her butt with a hard slap.

She heard him sigh and she clenched her butthole around his stiffened girth as he drew it back, feeling it swell against the pinching ring of muscles, curling her toes and shuddering as he rammed it into her again.

She studied Haran's kind eyes while she sucked cum from the pulsing tip of his cock and felt her ass jiggle while the guard held her waist.

She pulled Haran's salty load back over his penis and gulped it down, then she leaned in, her lips sliding up his shaft.

Rozale's heels came off the ground as she pressed her face into Haran's damp pubic hairs, gagging herself with the head of his member and breathing in the scent of his groin.

She inhaled deeply while the guard's slick rod surged through her cheeks and his balls beat audibly against her butt. She drew back, sucking Haran's erection clean and feeling the guard thrust his rock hard penis deep into her ass as she backed into him.

"Sildie," she thought, thinking she might recognize the taste and smell of the priestess he'd been fucking as he backed away.

The guard gripped Rozale's pelvis and held her against him, his cock pulsing rhythmically with his orgasm, its girth straining her asshole as it engorged fully.

When Haran stepped off the platform Rozale saw three men lined up behind him and another on the adjacent landing clutching his erect penis.

The guard groaned as he came up her butt and her muscles ached around his throbbing shaft, its bell pushed deep inside her, erupting in hard swells.

He released her suddenly and pulled his cock through her tight asshole as he backed away, sending a chill throughout her body.

Rozale felt the man's seed drool slowly from her open asshole and run down her parted sex. She heard him groan as one last squirt of his orgasm sprinkled her butt and back.

"That was quick," she thought, smiling up at the four men now sharing space above her, stroking their hard members while they crowded around.

The reddish pink bulbs of their penises all moved above Rozale's face and she waited, her mouth open, her tongue extended to catch their seed.

She could hear the slap of flesh and the rhythmic moaning of the orgy behind her as the four men looked down into her eyes and masturbated.

Just then another pair of hands gripped her bottom and she felt someone's firm penis glide into her ass.

Rozale winced, feeling the guard's cum ooze out of her as his balls squished against her butt crack. Metal plates clacked together as he pulled his cock back through her asshole, its sides lubricated by the previous man's orgasm, its bell engorging as it slid deep into her.

"Another one?" she thought as the man took her with energetic thrusts, sighing tremulously as his hips beat against her naked butt and his erection surged through her slick butthole.

Cum splashed her palate and her upper lip and Rozale shut her eyes just as a thick strand shot across her face from a different angle. Two of the men groaned as they came together, their seed spraying her nose and landing on her tongue in thick globs.

"Nnghh," she sighed while syrupy cum poured into her mouth and down her chin. She clenched tightly around the guard's cock and felt her asshole burn as he slid into her.

She leaned on the back of her swing, her breasts knocking together from the jostle of the guard's hips, warm seed drooling over her bottom lip while more of the stuff rained down on her face.

Rozale closed her mouth and swallowed, letting their penises spray her lips once before opening wide again and feeling their salty streams against the insides of her cheeks.

She felt the guard's shaft stiffen as he thrust it through the pinch of her butthole, his tip reaching deep as his balls struck her bottom.

"I am the reservoir, the axiom of lust," she thought as the guard drove his cock up her butt and let out a shudder, she could feel his erect member swell as he released his load inside her.

He groaned loudly as he came, pulling back through her cum-slicked cheeks, his slippery length pulsing as it slid through her tightened asshole.

Rozale heard the slap of bare feet on stone as the two men above her backed away, allowing the next pair to take their places.

She gulped back a salty mouthful of cum and spread her lips again, hearing one of the men moan in time with the guard before his orgasm splashed the roof of her mouth and dribbled across her tongue.

She felt a powerful stream shoot into her ass as the guard drew back and pulled the fat bell of his erection slowly through her butthole. Rozale relaxed her muscles and felt the guard's penis slip out of her, unleashing a flood of seed that flowed down her leg.

Cum squirted from both cocks in front of her, splashing her teeth and palate, pooling around her tongue and pouring from the corners of her mouth while the guard's orgasm drooled from her asshole.

She heard a dull thud as another man came up behind her to take his turn at her ass. She could hear the moans and the shuddering orgasms nearly taper off at that sound.

"That was it," she thought. The sound she'd been waiting for, the sound of the doors shutting.

Rozale fought to control her racing heart.

The doors were shut. She didn't need to endure this violation much longer.

"Nnghh!" Rozale gasped as the man behind her pushed the fat head of his penis through her sore, protesting, asshole.

Her lips quivered as she did her best to contain the cum pouring from the two, gently-stroking men above her.

Rozale wiped her eyelids clean and opened her eyes, seeing the two cocks still oozing white seed over their owner's knuckles and onto her chin as she salivated around their watery load.

She swallowed hard, feeling the slimy stuff slide down the back of her throat.

Being sick after an orgy was another secret that the high priestess kept from the order's awareness.

She licked her lips and peered up at the men who'd just ejaculated on her, seeing their gazes fixate on something behind her, something at the other end of the room.

She felt an open palm strike her butt as the guard thrust his hard cock through her tight butthole.

"I wish they would hurry," she thought, clinging to the rope swing, her face painted with cum, her butt stinging, and her asshole gliding along this strange man's thick erection.

Rozale raised herself up on her toes and arched her back, then drove her ass against the man fucking her, clenching as he pulled through, stroking his penis with her hole to make him cum faster.

"Ohhh yeah, ohhh yes!" she moaned through gritted teeth, feeling her thighs shudder while her tight butthole squeezed the guard's cock.

"Ohh yes yes yes yesss!" she squealed, ramming her butt against his hips and clenching around his firm, throbbing member.

Then, she heard it, another subtle thunk, a wooden crossbar lowered into place behind the huge wooden doors.

The room went silent except for the man gripping Rozale's quivering buttocks, groaning as he started to ejaculate.

"Ahh ahhhh ... oooh," he shuddered as Rozale milked his pulsing cock with her asshole, her slick butt cheeks sliding down the sides of his shaft as it swelled with his seed.

"Ahhh," Rozale sighed in relief, glancing over her shoulder at the guard while he held her thighs pinched in his hands, his gaze down, her butthole gliding down the length of his penis as he came.

There were shouts of men and women in the background and Rozale saw the guard look up and around at the chaos. He backed away, his cock pulling abruptly out of Rozale's ass.

Rozale whipped around, her foot shooting out and connecting with the center of the guard's armored chest as he reached for his sword. He fell backwards into a sea of naked forms, a crowd of grabbing hands captured his arms and legs, immobilizing him in moments.

Rozale looked down at his erect cock, cum drooling from its pink bulb. She stood between his legs and leaned over him, gripping the handle of his sword and pulling it casually from its sheath.

"Do you know what they did to ruffians who violated the rules of our order in the past?" Rozale asked, calmly inspecting the blade, feeling the seed of three different men running down her leg.

The guard's face turned white with fear as he struggled uselessly against the hands gripping him, his eyes wide, shifting left and right and focusing on Rozale as she caught her own reflection in the short blade's pristine surface.

"Help, Lenli ... Gerras!" he cried out. Rozale glanced at the others. They were all in similar predicaments, restrained by her followers, flailing uselessly. Such foolish men, she thought.

"Intruding on the dance of flesh uninvited carries a penalty of servitude for ten years," she explained. "Taking a daughter of the temple against her will carries a penalty of death by any method the violated one desires, and ..."

Rozale grinned slowly at her reflection on the sword's edge, "violating the wellspring, me, during the dance of flesh," gives me that latter right unless I choose to make you a servant of the temple for any duration I choose.

There was a look of enraged indignity on the man's face. It was as if Rozale was taking something from him, as if he hadn't just barged in with his friends and raped her in front of her whole order.

Suddenly there was a commotion to Rozale's left and she saw one of the bigger guards fight his arm free and unsheathe his weapon. He swung it wildly but the lithe, naked girls in his path leapt backward with the grace of dancers, evading his attack.

He turned to fight the people moving up behind him and as he did, more lunged at him from behind, grabbing the collar of his plate vest and pulling him off balance. He spun around, swiping at them and missing as he caught his balance, then Alucia threw her bare knee into the side of his head.

Rozale heard the man's neck snap from the blow. She could tell that the raven-haired girl was a master of the fighting art that all priestesses of Calun Bayul learned as her victim slumped lifelessly to the floor, his blade clattering to the stones beneath him.

"You ... f-f-fucking whores!" the one called Lenli spat, six women holding him on all sides. Rozale turned an icy gaze on the man and walked toward him slowly, stepping around the nude men and women, many of whom were still lounging around unbothered by the violence.

"That's right, whore! I'm not afraid to die! Do your worst, you ugly cunt!" he growled, spittle flying off his bottom lip. Rozale considered the sword in her right hand. She hated edged weapons, preferring to keep as many fluids contained within a person as possible when she wasn't having sex with them.

"His legs," Rozale said, and the women holding him pulled him backwards and lifted his legs up. Rozale slipped in between them as he fought back, making an effort to strike her with his knees and failing due to the strength of her initiates.

She yanked his pant legs up to his thighs, exposing the joints connecting shin, kneecap and thigh bones. She could see the cords of his tendons tightening and stretching under his flesh.

"There," she decided, raising an arm and driving her elbow down into his knee. She could sense the muscles tearing and cartilage separating with the blow.

The man screamed and thrashed with even more desperation as his knee folded backwards.

"Help heeeelp!" one of the other men screamed, his shouts cut short by an audible blow to the sternum. Rozale turned and drove an open palm into the side of Lenli's other knee joint and felt the pop and tear of bones pulling apart inside of him.

Rozale reached for a pair of ankle harnesses meant to suspend someone's legs for various sex acts. She fastened them around Lenli's ankles and, stepping back, grabbed the ends of the cords.

Another priestess helped hoist him upward while he screamed in agony.

Rozale turned to look at Zile while the man hung upside-down by his broken legs, wailing in misery in the center of the room.

The two women who had been pleasuring the small man now held him down. He had a stubborn sneer on his face, showing crooked, tea-stained teeth, his chubby body constrained by the tiny silk robe he wore. The strong material was almost like a noose around his wart-bespeckled neck.

He fought them with writhing, groping motions, his stubby little fingers scratching and pulling with petulant persistence.

To Rozale he looked like a fat little goat trying to escape its handler. She stifled a laugh as she looked at him.

"You wouldn't dare!" Corik growled a few feet away, "Harm him and you doom your cause. Whatever our guards did to offend you I swear I'll ..."

"Gag him," Rozale commanded and the girls obeyed. She looked down at Zile again.

"Now listen here you stupid little man," Rozale hissed. "If you've got anything to say that might save your life you'll have to say it yourself, and to me." Zile looked away from her, almost pouting in anger.

"Really? Nothing? You would truly go to your grave before speaking to a woman?" Rozale smirked. She couldn't even fathom what might have made him so bitter toward the opposite sex. Perhaps she would never know what it was, she thought, trying to decide how she would kill him.

"Heeeelp, heeeerrph!" a guard shouted before one of the women shut him up with a kick.

"Oh stop it, it won't matter if you scream anyway," Rozale shouted back. "Everyone in the temple can hear us, these walls do the opposite of containing noise," she explained, gesturing up at the fluted walls, their channels leading out to the upper chambers so that the sounds of ecstasy would echo throughout the whole temple.

"Who do you think shut us in here!" she said. The room went completely quiet except for the moaning of the man who was dangling upside-down.

"Your own warriors abandoned you," Rozale said, aiming the point of the sword at Zile's face. "Your son abandoned you to my wrath," she told him with a look of disgust on her face.

She could tell she was getting to him from the scarlet creeping up around his neck and ears.

"Do you want to know what I told him?" Rozale asked calmly. "Do you want to know how I convinced them to betray you?"

She saw his upper lip twitch. He wanted to speak, but still he held back words.

"Do you think it was the fake idol you paid a hundred thousand Saiha for?" she asked.

"No? How about forcing yourself on me mere hours before we were to be married?" she asked. She could see the disgust on the faces of the girls holding him and she knew if she gave him to them now they would likely think of a very fitting death for him.

"How about ..." she started.

"You bought him!" Zile blurted out. Rozale smiled, feeling victorious.

"I'm no fool, snake! All devils bleed gold!" Zile's voice was more nasally than Rozale had imagined. The effect was a little disappointing.

"Gold, of course," Rozale laughed. "Well, you aren't completely wrong. Your stupid plan to kidnap that duke to recoup the cost of your failures made you look like such an irresponsible idiot that any middling lord could have bribed your men."

His mouth puckered and Rozale could tell he was holding back some vile curses.

"You act like a prince, but you don't have a claim, Zile," she said. "You can't just throw gold at everything, especially if you yourself aren't worth crap."

"You fucking whore!" he growled as Rozale turned away from him.

"Put him in the golem," she said to two of her disciples. "Kill the rest."

She walked back to her swing chair and climbed into it, listening to Zile's shouts of protest and the screams of his guards as her daughters broke their bodies with fists and elbows and feet.

She spotted Corik, trying to wriggle free of his gag as two women carried him by the shoulders.

"Leave that one alive!" she said and saw the two women pause and look at her expectantly. "Take him to the dungeon for now."

That was close, she thought. She'd almost forgotten about Zile's genderless bureaucrat. One of the women pounded on the wooden doors in a measured rhythm and Rozale heard the grinding of hinges as the guards on the other side lifted the crossbar to let them out.

The man dangling by his legs was whimpering pitifully, swinging like a ball on a rope as women kicked him back and forth. The plates on their bodies would mostly protect their bones and innards from the blows, but that just meant they'd die slowly.

This could be good practice, she thought, watching the girls measure their distances before each kick and aim their heels to strike along the metal bands, maximizing the force of their attacks.

One of them kicked him into a spin and the next strike took him hard in the chest, halting his momentum, then he dropped a quarter of a foot lower to the ground.

Rozale raised an eyebrow, not sure what had happened at first, and then she saw the blood beginning to soak his trousers from the knee downward.

"Oh, curses," Rozale thought, "his legs are starting to tear free. I'll have to clean the blood off the floor, I'd feel bad having someone else do it."

Just then she heard the squealing wheels of the iron golem as two daughters in robes pushed its platform through the huge entryway. It looked like a large metal man with hinges on the side and a dour expression on its face, its mouth wide as if crying out in agony.

The thing was styled to be a miniature replica of the colossal automaton outside the chapel of pleasure. Its joints were thicker since it was made to encase a person.

They pushed the seven foot tall humanoid metal coffin to the center of the room as women beat and kicked the armored remains of their groaning victims.

Zile looked up at the thing, his face white with fear as they unlatched its heavy locks and opened it to reveal a hollow interior, greased with the remains of previous offenders.

"No! I-I-I apologize!" he whined, squirming like a pig as the women yanked his robe off of him. "I can pay you in gold, gems, horses, just don't ... d-don't!" he complained as they stuffed him into the hollow of the golem's body and shut it.

Normally you could see the forsaken one's eyes through the open mouth of the golem, Rozale noted, recognizing that Zile was too short and sat straddling its groin inside the thing with his feet unable to reach the floor. She heard his pleading voice echo metallically from the dark hole as the girls turned the crank slightly, rotating the golem so that it sat at an angle.

"... please ... I'm begging, that's what you women wanted wasn't it, for me to beg?" he said as they struck flint and steel to light the pyre beneath the golem.

"You know, I've got other plots of land that my son ... your husband doesn't even know about ..." he reasoned as sparks flew into the bowl lighting the tinder there. Pretty soon flames were licking the ass and back of the golem as Zile's voice echoed within it.

"I could double his inheritance by selling them off. I-if I die now he'll only get a fraction of what I'm worth, j-just let me at my books and I ... I, oh no it's starting to get hot," he said fearfully.

The naked men and women in the chapel of love sat idly around the golem, some of them even resuming their activities with their free hands.

One of her priestesses rode an initiates cock while she watched, her butt slapping his bare groin. Rozale saw her smile as they all listened to the bumping clangor of Zile struggling to avoid the hot metal walls enclosing him.

"Ahh ... oof!" he complained, a ringing impact accompanying his voice. Rozale gazed at her priestesses' breasts, her nipples twirling as her ass beat against her partner's pelvis, her dark-haired bush rising and falling against his balls while Zile thumped about inside the golem.

Two more had started coupling again, she realized. A girl gripped the ropes that hung from above while an initiate took her from behind, driving his firm penis into her pink cunt, sending ripples through her ass and thighs with each shove.

"Ahh ... ahh! Ouch, curses!" Zile swore as the golem grew hotter. Rozale watched her followers grab erect cocks and lean over them, letting their lips slide down their smooth lengths and touch their owner's balls.

The rhythmic hum of sex rose up like a chorus around the golem. Girls clasped hands forming arches over the bent and broken bodies of guards while initiates fucked them.

"Please let me out ..." Zile moaned inside the golem, a hint of sadness in his tone. "I promise I ... I ..." he whimpered tinnily while the soft sighs and the slap of flesh overtook the sound of him.

Daughter Alucia approached Rozale, touching her knee lightly, then running her fingers along her thigh as she spread her legs invitingly.

"Drink deeply," Rozale said, watching the dark-haired beauty bow down, shivering as she licked between Rozale's parted labia.

"I, ahh ... ahhhh, ahhhhhh!" Zile screamed as Alucia licked around the slick opening of Rozale's sex, eventually pushing inside, pressing her nose into the furrow of her pussy.

Rozale let out a moan as Alucia swirled her tongue around in her vagina, licking the inner walls of her cunt, her saliva running down her butt crack.

"Hahhh," she gasped, her knuckles tight around the ropes suspending her. She looked down into Alucia's dark eyes, her thighs trembling as the woman cradled her hips and pushed her tongue through her labia.

She glanced up at the howling iron golem and saw clear smoke billowing from its open mouth.

"Ahhhhhahhaaahhh ... ahhhhhhhh ...!" it cried as Alucia licked the slippery seam of Rozale's sex, drawing her lithe tongue up over Rozale's swollen clitoris and surrounding the firm node with her lips, sucking it into her mouth and sending shivers of pleasure shooting up through her groin.

"Ahhh, ohhh yes!" Rozale gasped, feeling the beginnings of an orgasm just as she started to smell melting flesh.

Tannah stood atop Helizar's Anvil, a towering platform overlooking the castle courtyard in the capital city, Leirun.

At the very end of a long walkway splitting a huge gathering of citizens, Tannah could see Aretta standing before King Balondrus Hanmer.

She'd been recovering for weeks and had only barely survived their ordeal together.

She was dressed in her warrior's attire. Aretta had a newly made, padded coat, and leggings, with chainmail sewn into it. She was one of the few women allowed to wear such a thing in public.

Tannah wore a finely spun green dress. She was now, "Lady Tannah," and even though she was warmaster general to half of the king's army she wasn't a knight and she was still a woman.

Aretta knelt and Tannah watched as Hanmer touched her head and then raised his hand.

"Rise, Ser Aretta!" he called out to a roar of applause.

Aretta stood up and looked back at the crowd with a nervous smile on her face as women atop the anvil screamed their approval and men shouted mocking praise at the "lady knight."

Tannah raised both hands and clapped, seeing the blonde-haired girl that she loved shoot little glances in her direction as she moved past cheering onlookers on her way back to where they were standing.

"Congratulations," Tannah said as Aretta held her close, her lips moving subtly, ready to press in for a kiss, restrained only by the eyes of the public still either cheering or yelling slurs.

They walked together down the stone steps to the castle courtyard, Tannah, Aretta, and the four armed members of the royal guard who now followed her everywhere.

One of her guards was a man she'd met at the castle of Turmadond. Garol Jedwyn, was a handsome knight with a chiseled jaw and hair so fair that the rough stubble on his face was almost invisible.

The others, Ser Ryendol, Ser Larodden, and Ser Rolly, an older man, were less familiar with her.

"You look ..." Aretta stopped herself, her gaze following the curve of Tannah's back and butt to the hem of her dress as it flowed around her ankles.

"Regal?" Tannah asked. "I had to wear something nice. It's not every day that a woman is knighted," she said with a smile.

"... I was going to say sexy," Aretta said, blushing when she realized how loud she'd said it.

Tannah laughed.

"I'm also not wearing any panties," Tannah said a little quieter, peering ahead at the two guards moving down the stone walkway ahead of them.

Aretta bit her lower lip and blushed a little deeper.

"Would milady like to take a walk through the gardens before we depart?" she asked. Tannah grinned broadly at the suggestion.

When they reached the courtyard Tannah took Aretta by the hand and led her down a side path, her four guards noticing the deviation right away and following after.

The king's garden was a huge plot of land where people could go missing for hours, or even forever.

Luckily though Tannah's new bodyguards watched her like a quad of hawks.

It could be considered luck, but after so much time away from her lover Tannah only wished she could be alone with Aretta for a little while.

They entered a wide area concealed from the parapets by trees, blooming with white and yellow petals, and a pair of stone benches facing a fountain that burbled noisily.

"I really hope you're not planning to do what I think you're planning to do," Rolly said as Tannah led Aretta toward one of the benches.

Tannah looked back at him and saw the stern expression on his face.

"There's to be no funny business, milady," he declared, "king's orders."

Garol looked at Tannah, seeing the annoyed glare she was giving the four men.

He shrugged dismissively.

"Are you here to protect me, or babysit me?" Tannah asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"Protect you," the older guard said. "From anything, including your own amoral decisions if need-be."

Tannah glanced at Larodden and Ryendol, who looked more interested in forming a perimeter around the big area, scanning for assassins or spies, or whatever, while Aretta stared at their comrade.

"Let me fuck her and when I'm done I'll let each of you fuck her as well," Aretta said, grabbing Tannah's butt and squeezing it hard.

Tannah glared at her lover and blushed deeply. Aretta lifted her eyebrows suggestively and Tannah felt her body start to respond to the thought of being Aretta's whore, even if it was only play.

The older man's face started to turn beet red as the other guards looked at each other.

"If that's what milady wants it sounds fair to me," Garol chuckled, his cheeks a little rosier than before. Tannah looked at the others. They seemed hesitant but the quirk of their eyebrows said that they were considering Aretta's proposal.

"Two of us can guard that path, what should the rest of us do while you're having your fun?" Larodden asked while Aretta pawed desirously at Tannah's bottom.

"You can watch if you like," Tannah said, feeling herself grow wet between the legs.

Larodden and Ryendol shared a glance, looking briefly at Rolly, then nodded in agreement.

"Very well, on with your business, milady," Larodden said, moving to one side of the clearing and sitting down on one of the benches.

Tannah heard Rolly growl a curse.

"Alright, do as you will," he said, turning toward the path they'd entered by.

Garol turned toward Ryendol who was still standing, and as if reaching some kind of tacit understanding the man grunted in irritation and followed the old protector to stand guard.

Then, wasting no time, Aretta grasped Tannah's hand and pulled her close, kissing her, thrusting her tongue into her mouth and giving her goosebumps as she sucked her upper lip.

"Mmm," Tannah sighed, feeling her vagina tighten and moisture slick her womanhood as Aretta breathed across her cheek and licked her palate.

Her nipples stood firm against the fabric of her dress as Aretta's breasts pressed against hers, one hand grasping her ass and the other squeezing her side.

"Mmwahh," Aretta sighed, pulling her lips away and thrusting her mons against Tannah's groin.

"Are you sure about this?" Tannah sighed, "The king told me not to ..."

"Fuck the king, you're mine now," Aretta whispered, grinning as she sank to her knees and pulled Tannah's dress over her head.

She saw Garol sitting on the further bench, watching with a sly smile as Aretta got into place, stroking her bare thighs and pressing her face between her legs.

"Ahhh!" Tannah moaned, feeling Aretta's mouth on her cunt and blushing as she looked at the two men watching her.

She bit her lip and placed a hand on Aretta's head, feeling her tongue glide along her furrow and across her erect clitoris, making her knees wobble.

"Mmm ... mmmmmh ... hahhhh," she gasped as Aretta sucked the opening of her flower, breathing warm air into her bush as she tongued her slit and made little circles around her aroused bud.

She felt her hands glide around her thighs and move over her butt cheeks, pulling them apart as she drove her tongue through the curtains of her sex and dragged her juices across her throbbing clit with firm lashes.

Tannah's legs shivered as Aretta surrounded the stiffened node with her lips and sucked it, nearly making her orgasm.

"Ahhh ..." Tannah gasped, blushing as she fought to stay balanced with Aretta's head between her thighs, riding the flat of her tongue while her fingers squeezed her naked ass.

Aretta gave her pussy a long passionate lick and sucked her swollen clitoris as she pushed two fingers through her labia, reaching into her, stroking the roof of her vagina while her bud pulsed between her lips.

"Ahh ..." Tannah squeaked as Aretta's slender digits surged smoothly into her and came back slick with her juices, stroking into her cunt and sending shivers up her spine.

She felt her pussy tighten hard around her two fingers as she curled them into her, and felt her clit swell, and then nearly orgasmed again as the pleasure took her breath away.

Her mouth gaped in a silent wail and she gripped Aretta's scalp through her dress, knees shaking, her moisture trailing down her leg and slicking Aretta's hand as she pumped smoothly into her.

Aretta's slippery fingers slid through her minora and pushed apart the taut muscles of her cunt, lubricated with her dew. Her tongue rubbed along her cleft and massaged her pulsing clitoris as she teetered on the brink of climax.

She could see the outline of Garol's cock through his pant leg as he sat, spread-legged, silently observing her and Aretta.

"Ohh," she shuddered, knowing she'd be taking his thick rod soon, feeling Aretta's fingertips push through her wet squeeze and draw back to her entrance while she sucked the inner folds of her sex.

"I'm really close," Tannah sighed as Aretta continued to lick and thrust into her.

Aretta pulled her fingers out of Tannah's pussy and kissed it, stroking her wet slit with her tongue one last time before emerging from under the dress.

She looked up at Tannah and smiled, her face red from the heat between her legs. She licked her lips and stood up, locking mouths with Tannah again and letting her taste her own juices.

"Mmmmmhh" Tannah sighed as Aretta's slippery tongue stroked into her mouth.

Tannah heard a grunt of approval from Larodden.

"Go grasp the trunk of that tree, and don't let go until I tell you to," Aretta said, backing away, turning and reaching into her side-bag to retrieve her phallus.

"Yes, Ser Aretta," Tannah said and did as she asked, putting her hands on the smooth bark and blushing as she leaned against it with her heels spread.

She turned her head and looked at the man sitting on the bench nearby while Aretta put her legs through the harness behind her. His grin widened as he made out what they were about to do and Tannah felt her moisture trickle down her leg as he watched her push her butt out in readiness.

Aretta lifted her dress and Tannah saw the man's eyes flit to her exposed ass as she rubbed the head of her cock along her wet seam.

"Oh, wow, this is really happening," Larodden chuckled, leaning forward in his seat.

"Uh-huh, bet you can't wait to get your hands on this cute little bottom," Aretta said, teasing Tannah's wet gash with her prick.

"Ahhh... ohhh, I want it Aretta," Tannah gasped, gyrating her hips and humping the smooth bulb of her penis as it pressed slowly into her, pushing her labia apart and sliding through her tight opening.

"Ahhh, yes!" Tannah sighed, knees wobbling as Aretta gripped her bare hips and thrust the hard tip of the phallus through the squeeze of her cunt.

"... ahhh," she moaned as Aretta's shaft pulled back through her minora, her vagina muscles clamping around the familiar shape as its bell drew toward her entrance and then surged against her cervix.

"You like watching women fuck?" Tannah asked Larodden as Aretta rocked her hips back and thrust into her, her carved balls driving against her naked pussy and her length reaching deep inside her.

"Evidently," he answered as Tannah gripped the tree and felt her butt quake from Aretta's thrusting hips.

"That's good ... because you're going to see this a lot ... ohhh yes ... ohh I missed you Aretta," Tannah gasped as Aretta held her by the waist and took her with steady shoves, her cock gliding through her clenching cunt, its surface slick with her juices.

Tannah's knees quivered and her clitoris swelled between her parted pussy lips, her sex drooling along Aretta's phallus as it pumped into her.

"She loves the attention," Aretta said, driving the tip of her penis through the taut walls of Tannah's vagina, sending a thrill of ecstasy coursing from her groin.

Tannah turned her head to look at Garol, and saw the man clutching the bulge in his pants as he stared at them with a wide smile on his handsome face.

Tannah shoved her bottom against Aretta's pelvis and felt her pussy tighten around its slippery base as she took its bulb deep inside herself.

Her mouth gaped and her bare ass shook as she gripped the tree and drove against Aretta, her breasts tossing in her dress.

"Ohhh can I cum? I want to touch myself ... ooooh!" Tannah growled, her heels rising off the ground as her knees bent and her back arched, her juices dripping down the insides of her thighs as Aretta's cock cleaved through her gripping cunt.

"Do it milady," Aretta sighed, squeezing her hips as her ivory balls beat against her spread pussy. Tannah felt the first tickle of her orgasm as Aretta's hard tip struck deep into her vagina and she reached between her legs and rubbed her throbbing bud as she went over the edge.

"Ahhh ... ahhhhh!" she moaned, her cunt gliding down Aretta's smooth phallus to its base and pulling toward its wide head, slicking its length. Her clitoris pulsed against her fingertips as the stony cock surged into her, dragging her moisture out along its shaft and forcing her labia apart around its girth.

Aretta slapped her ass hard as she continued to pound her wet cunt, driving its smooth bell through the press of her muscles while Garol watched with interest.

Then as Tannah's orgasm peaked and her pussy was squeezing Aretta's hard phallus she pulled out of her, yanking its tip through her opening, making her gasp.

"Ahhh ... ooooh," Tannah sighed, her legs shaking and her cunt throbbing, her fingers curling into it as she stroked herself.

Garol stood up and moved around behind Tannah to look at her open vagina as her finger tips slid inside and came back slippery with her dew.

Tannah blushed as he stared at her, knowing from the look of him that he was about to have her.

"Go on, let's see that thing of yours Garol," Aretta urged as Tannah humped the air, feeling his gaze on her bare bottom and her parted peach.

Tannah heard Garol chuckle as his pants dropped and he got into place behind her. She gasped when she felt the smooth bell of his penis push between her finger knuckles, part her wet labia and glide into her.

His cock throbbed with arousal as it settled neatly inside her cunt and Tannah saw Aretta sit on the bench where Garol had been, putting a hand down the front of her pants while she watched.

"Ohhh milady ..." Garol groaned, gripping her ass and dragging the tip of his penis back to her entrance, then thrusting it deep.

"Your cunt is so smooth," he growled, his large balls beating against her labia as he started to fuck her at a steady pace, her ass quaking from the clap of his thighs.

Tannah's orgasm was still pulsing slowly in her groin while Garol's firm prick stroked through the slick walls of her vagina, and she felt her pussy muscles squeeze his rod as he enjoyed her.

"Oooh is this how you imagined having me, Garol?" Tannah sighed, petting the lips of her sex as they parted around his girth, his erect member filling her cunt with every thrust.

"Almost, I always pictured you being on top milady," he sighed, hips surging, the head of his penis pushing up against her cervix, massaging her juices out along its smooth underside as it withdrew and slid balls deep.

"She mostly dominates on the battlefield..." Aretta sighed, her thighs spread as she stroked into herself, blushing. "She almost always yields to a hard cock," she gasped.

Tannah glanced at the other guard, smiling lustfully at him as she gripped the tree trunk, swaying to the slap of Garol's groin against her bare ass, her thighs quivering with every shove.

She looked back at Aretta, watching her move her hand in her pants and sigh as Garol pummeled her cunt with his balls.

"Ohhh I want to taste him, please let me..." Tannah shuddered as his hands caressed her ass, spreading her cheeks while he drove his thick penis through the split of her womanhood.

"Oh yeah? Maybe you should get on your knees then, milady," he said courteously," pulling his aroused cock through her splayed flower as he backed away.

Aretta nodded and Tannah stood up and turned around, letting her dress fall down around her ankles.

She saw Garol's glistening wet manhood, standing erect from its hairy base above a big set of balls.

She knelt and grasped his member, kissing its pink exposed bell and letting it glide across her tongue as her mouth moved down around its shaft.

She peered up at him and hummed, dragging her lips up toward the flared tip of his cock, sucking her juices off of its length and feeling it pulse with firmness.

"Ohh, that's it," he groaned, thrusting through the press of her tongue and palate as she bobbed her head, "keep doing that and you'll get what you're after shortly."

Tannah tasted sweet precum slick his rod as he put his hands on the back of her head and drove his throbbing penis through her lips.

"Mmhhnn, nnghhh ..." Tannah gagged as the tip of his prick slid into her throat and dragged back through her salivating mouth. Her eyes watered as she looked up at him, hands gripping his thighs, her expression pleading.

"Ohhh that's it ..." Garol groaned, thrusting along the flat of her tongue, hot seed erupting from its aroused tip as it rubbed across the roof of her mouth.

"Mmm," Tannah sighed as his salty load flooded around his surging penis. She drank it back, swallowing as more cum squirted against her palate, Garol's wide bulb retreating toward her lips, swollen with arousal and spitting as he climaxed.

"Ahh ohhh Lady Tannah ..." he grunted, his cock pulsing as it surged toward Tannah's throat. He held her head in place and fucked her mouth with smooth strokes, his cum sloshing around the bell of his penis and his shaft slick with saliva.

Tannah sucked his length to contain the mouthful of orgasm and swallowed as Garol pulled the fat tip of his member through her wet lips.

"Hahhh," Tannah gasped as Garol backed away, a strand of spit dangling between her mouth and his penis.

"My turn," Larodden said as Tannah peered over at Aretta and licked the cum off of her lips while the blonde beauty blushed and curled her fingers into herself.

"Up against your tree, milady," the man said as Garol tucked his cock back into his pants.

Tannah stood up and watched Aretta masturbate as she moved back toward the tree obscuring them from the sky.

"I'll go get Rolly," Garol announced, moving toward the entry path while Tannah placed her hands back on the tree trunk and spread her legs.

Larodden lifted her dress again and Tannah felt his penis rub along her furrow, circling her entrance, smearing his precum over her slit before he thrust into her pussy.

"Ahhh," Tannah moaned, feeling his long member reach into her vagina and his balls press against her labia. His tip flared as it struck deep and dragged back toward her opening, her cunt muscles constricting around its girth.

The man put his hands on Tannah's bare ass and squeezed as she rocked her hips, riding his erect penis, her pussy massaging its aroused bulb while he spread her cheeks and ran a thumb over her asshole.

"Ohh, such a long cock," Tannah whimpered, clawing at the tree bark as he drove his full length up her cunt. She gyrated against his balls and watched Aretta stroke herself while he let his member soak in her juices.

Behind her Tannah saw Ryendol, the younger of the two other guards, emerge into the clearing, his eyes widening as he saw his companion balls deep in her beneath the tree.

"Where's Rolly?" the guy asked, his cock throbbing in the pinch of Tannah's pussy as he groped her ass.

"I don't think he's coming," Ryendol said as Larodden drew his long penis back through her tightened vagina muscles and drove it into her with a slap.

"Ahhh!" Tannah gasped as his member retreated and then surged deep in her cunt with an abrupt shove, his balls clapping against her sex.

He gripped her by the waist and drove his firm rod up against her cervix making her tits and thighs shudder, taking her with rapid strokes, his bare groin beating against her butt.

The other guard stood beside Aretta and pulled out his cock, glancing down at her curiously while Tannah gasped, raising herself onto her toes as the slick prick pumped through her wet minora.

"I'm almost done with her," Larodden grunted, his erect penis gliding through her slippery folds, throbbing as her vagina squeezed its bulbous head.

"Please cum in my mouth," Tannah sighed, blushing, her ass quivering after each sharp thrust. She felt his hard tip poke deep into her pussy and widen with arousal as it slid back toward her opening and she bit her lip and blushed as she imagined his seed spurting into her.

"Very well milady," he gasped, his erection rising as it filled her vagina, its shaft swelling and dragging through her parted labia slick with her moisture.

"Ahhh, fuck ..." he swore, pulling his cock out of her and stepping back.

Instinctively, Tannah pushed herself upright and spun around, kneeling, gripping the man's penis and shoving it in her mouth.

She sucked her dew off of his smooth member and felt his seed spray her palate and tongue as she drew her lips back along his shaft.

The man ran his hands over the shaved sides of her head and through her hair, holding it away from her face so he could watch her work.

"Mmmm," Tannah hummed, her mouth moving up and down his length while it throbbed and squirted into the salty reservoir sloshing around his prick.

Tannah let a mouthful of cum slide down her throat and felt more of it wash over her tongue as it caressed the underside of his member. She felt him pulse as she pulled her lips toward the head of his penis, sucking its smooth bare bulb as it flared and sprayed her palate in gentle spurts.

He stared down at her as she swallowed, and she gazed back, feeling more seed squirt from his firm bell-end with each throb of his cock, sucking it into the back of her throat while she listened to the other guard sigh and stroke himself.

"Your turn," Larodden shuddered as he backed away, pulling his wet penis through Tannah's lips, letting a little of his orgasm dribble from her mouth before she leaned in and slurped it off of his tip.

Tannah wiped her mouth with her wrist and stood up, swallowing cum and saliva and moving back toward the tree, pushing her butt out while she caressed its bark, her cheeks burning hot.

The man stood behind her and lifted her dress, putting his hands on her ass and pulling her cheeks and labia apart before pressing his tip into her opening.

"Oooh," Tannah sighed as his penis slid into her pussy, its head swelling erect as her vagina pinched its hairy base.

The man rocked his hips back and thrust into her, letting his hard tip stroke through the press of muscles squeezing his cock.

Tannah moved with him, driving her butt against his naked lap while his hard prod surged into her pussy, its length filling her and sending a chill up her back as it retreated.

"Ahhh ... ahh haaah," she sighed as her bottom beat against his hips, her thighs shaking, her cunt slicking his member as it dragged through her flower.

Larodden stood beside Aretta and continued to stroke his slippery shaft while he watched his companion fuck Tannah.

"Ohhh, I'm going to cum ..." Aretta gasped over the clap of the man's balls against Tannah's juicy sex.

Tannah felt a tingle in her groin as the man's swollen prick slid up her pussy, parting the tight walls of her vagina with its hardened length.

Aretta clamped her legs together around her hand and blushed brightly, her mouth open in an expression of pure bliss.

"Ohhh ... there I go," she moaned as Tannah felt her breasts sway and her cunt slide down Ryendol's shaft, spreading against his balls as his tip reached inside her.

Tannah's clitoris pulsed and she came sharply around the man's cock as it throbbed and pushed through her tightness.

"Hahhh ..." Tannah gasped, her orgasm taking her breath away, her juices dripping down her legs as Ryendol's balls slapped rhythmically against her sex.

He gripped her bare hips, pulling her naked ass against him as he drove his hard penis into her, coating it with her wetness.

"Ohhh!" Tannah moaned, fingertips curling against the tree trunk as her body quivered and her pussy slicked the man's erection, her butt and thighs rippling as he had her.

"Ooooh, I just came again," Tannah whimpered, her face hot with embarrassment, her cunt squeezing the guard's cock, rocking her hips, milking his hard tip.

"Ahhh, you slut," Aretta sighed, then let out a laugh, still fingering herself.

Tannah bit her lip and felt her climax taper off as the guard's stiff member surged through the muscles clamping tightly around him. She heard him chuckle as he pushed his erect penis deep and drew it back, his balls and shaft wet with her cum.

"Ohh, Lady Tannah if I could fill your cunt with my seed I'd do it in an instant," he growled, his cock gliding through her labia, sinking into the grip of her vagina and pulling back toward her entrance, thick and aroused.

Tannah bit her lip again, her joints still wobbly from her orgasm.

She looked over her shoulder at the man fucking her.

"Do it, cum inside of her," Aretta said, her hand deep in her pants.

"Go over to the bench and sit down," Tannah told him, sighing as his erection pushed through her clenching pussy.

"Yes milady," he grunted, pulling out of her and sitting down on the stone bench, his wet cock standing firm between his legs as Tannah approached him, lifting her dress, exposing her dark bush.

Tannah climbed over him and lowered herself onto his upright member as he straddled the stone seat. She felt the warm wet tip of his manhood against her naked labia and felt it split her sex wide as she sank into his lap.

She shuddered as his stiff member filled her cunt again, pushing through the squeeze of her womanhood and standing hard in the grip of it.

His hands moved up her sides as she thrust herself against him, driving the tip of his cock deep into her vagina. He grasped her breasts and squeezed them as she rode his penis, stroking his shaft with the motion of her hips.

"Now you can do it, I just didn't want it on my dress," Tannah sighed, gripping his broad shoulders and taking his hard prick all the way to its girthy base, feeling it throb with arousal as her cunt came up against his balls.

The man grinned in satisfaction, one hand sliding down her side to grip her ass as she drove her hips against him, shoving his cock inside herself, feeling it pulse in her vagina.

She looked into his eyes as she dragged her pussy up his shaft, clenching around its firm head as it pulled toward her opening, then let it glide down his length, slicking him with her dew.

Tannah felt his penis swell as her sex settled tightly around the base of it and when her cunt stroked toward its tip again she felt it squirt into her.

"Ohhh, milady ..." the man gasped, kneading her breast as he came, his cock throbbing as his load pumped up its vein and flowed into her vagina.

Tannah smiled, clenching tightly around his girth, humping him to draw his seed up his shaft. She felt his cum swell around his tip as it slid through the crush of muscles, spraying her cervix, his orgasm lubricating his member as it pulled through her labia.

"Mmmm, he's cumming in me now Aretta," Tannah sighed, feeling his penis erupt deep in her groin as she sat against his balls. She rocked her hips, milking the base of his erection with her tightened cunt while he squeezed her ass and ejaculated.

Tannah sat still for a moment, feeling the last subtle pulses of his climax through the squeeze of her sex.

She glanced over her shoulder and saw Aretta sitting on the bench, sucking Larodden's erect member while he watched Tannah fuck his fellow knight.

Tannah laughed softly, her labia moist around the base of Ryendol's member.

"We ... shouldn't have done that milady," the man stammered as Tannah stood up, pulling her pussy off the end of his cock and feeling his seed drip down her leg.

"What if you get with child?" he asked, blushing as he rose from the bench.

"Don't worry," Tannah said, fixing her dress and wiggling her bottom to make sure the man's orgasm wasn't stuck somewhere annoying. "I won't," she told him with a wink, hearing the other guard groan as he came through Aretta's lips.

The four of them emerged together from the secluded area, each still a little red in the cheeks.

Garol shared a pleased grin with the other two men while Rolly glared annoyance at the whole party.

"The king was right about you," the older man said.

"What do you mean?" Tannah asked, thinking she might already know from the way he was looking at her.

"Nothing, milady, I'm biting my tongue, as of now," he answered.

"Very well," Tannah told him. "I can be forgiving. Is there some reasonable issue with what I just did?" she asked, noticing how slick her cunt was as they walked together.

"I'm married," he answered. "And now I've got to keep another secret for the sake of these three idiots, no offense."

Garol chuckled.

"It's because he's old," one of the men teased, and the others laughed. "Couldn't get it hard enough."

"Oh, shut your mouth," Rolly chided the younger man.

Tannah felt Aretta's hand on hers, felt her caress her palm with soft fingertips as they followed the path. She looked at Aretta and smiled.

"Do the rest of you like working for me so far?" Tannah asked, glancing back at Ryendol whose cum was still dripping from her sex as she walked.

"Aye!" Garol and one of the others said, followed by an enthusiastic, "Best posting so far," from the man who'd filled her with his seed.

When they reached the carriage that would take them to Turmadond, Tannah looked back at the castle's main building and its towers, and reflected on recent months.

She was still barely acquainted with the king's other privy council members, and had only just been introduced to the court, and yet it felt like a year had passed since that all began.

From negotiating her and Balter's separation, deciding who would keep the name, and talking Balondrus out of banishing Balter from the kingdom, to simply deciding where she should live and whether or not to sell her home in Aumtgrist, Tannah had been through a lot.

When Aretta leaned out of their carriage, beckoning for her to get in so they could be off, Tannah knew she was ready for their planned absence together.

She turned away from the castle and nodded to Larodden and Ryendol who were both sitting in the driver's seat.

She stepped into the carriage, sitting across from Aretta.

This wagon was more spacious than most. It was big enough to stand up in, had a table that could fold down from one side between the seats, and both seats could be disassembled and a mattress unrolled over them that would span its interior.

As it was, her and Aretta, and Garol and Rolly sat inside as the carriage rocked on its hinges.

"You surprised me back there," Tannah said, " I wasn't expecting to be whored out this morning," she said, glancing at Garol who still had a satisfied look on his face.

"Sorry, too much?" Aretta asked, blushing a little. Tannah shook her head and bit her lip.

"I loved it," Tannah admitted.

She sat with her thighs tight, cursing herself for letting Ryendol shoot his load inside her each time it seeped into her dress, a little more escaping with every bump they drove over.

"Ser Rolly," Tannah said, turning to face him and clenching her pussy muscles to contain Ryendol's seed.

"Yes, milady?" he answered.

"I think I'm going to do something you won't approve of in a minute," she told him.

The older man let out a sigh and tapped on the roof three times.

The carriage slowed to a stop and Rolly stood up, unlatched the door and got out.

A moment later Larodden got in and took his seat, glancing fondly at the two women as he latched the door and sat down.

Once they were moving again Tannah uncrossed her legs and placed one heel on the seat as she pulled up her dress to expose her hairy cunt, its lips moist with Ryendol's orgasm.

"Hungry?" Tannah asked, giving Aretta a look.

Her blonde lover grinned mischievously and sank into the aisle between the seats reaching under Tannah's thighs, pulling her toward her face as she leaned in.

"Ahhh, ohh yes," she sighed as Aretta's tongue lashed her slick furrow.

The two men turned their heads and stared as Aretta kissed and sucked Tannah's labia. Her vagina tightened as Aretta's lips closed around her opening and she expelled Ryendol's cum into her mouth.

"Mmm," Aretta hummed, reaching her tongue inside and licking the inner walls of Tannah's pussy, her nose crushed against Tannah's mons.

Her clitoris throbbed against Aretta's mouth as she swirled her tongue inside her, gathering the slick seed and pulling it out in slow strokes.

Aretta pulled her lips away, sucking Tannah's inner labia clean, then she licked along her cleft and over her pulsing bud, massaging it tenderly.

"Ahhh ... ohh," Tannah sighed as Aretta blushed and stroked and sucked her clitoris with the two men watching.

"Remember ... you're going to see this a lot," Tannah gasped, thrusting gently against Aretta's mouth and looking at the two men in the cabin with them. She shuddered, feeling more cum squeeze through her cunt muscles and onto Aretta's stroking tongue as the carriage swayed around them.

"Ohh you're so good to me," Tannah sighed, running her fingers through Aretta's hair while she kissed and licked through her labia. "I want to return the favor, haaahh ... I want to taste you, love," she moaned as Aretta sucked her swollen clit.

She pulled her mouth away and stood up, gripping the rail near the ceiling as the carriage shuddered, pressing her lips to Tannah's, her tongue gliding over her palate as they kissed.

Tannah made rhythmic humping motions as she sucked moisture off of Aretta's mouth, tasting cum and her own juices, smelling her pussy on Aretta's face.

Aretta pulled away and untied her belt, glancing at Larodden and Garol and blushing a little as she let her pants fall around her hips and sat back, spreading her legs and showing off her pink cunt, its slightly parted lips partially wreathed by golden hair.

Tannah leaned toward her, getting on her knees, the smell of Aretta's sex hitting her nose before her mouth touched her warm, damp flower.

"Ahhh... yes," she sighed as Tannah licked her wet entrance, dragging her tongue along her crease, breathing in the scent of her bush as she closed her lips around her clitoris and felt it pulse with arousal.

"Mmmmm," Aretta moaned as Tannah thrust her tongue down into her, pulling her dew along the split of her pussy, feeling her shiver as she moved her hands up her back and sucked her slippery minora.

Aretta drove her cunt against Tannah's mouth as she stroked into her with her tongue, swirling its tip around just inside her vagina and drawing her thick juices across her palate.

Tannah peered up at Aretta as she pressed her mouth against her opening, reaching into the squeeze of muscles and tasting her dew as she licked, breathing in her scent.

Aretta's face twitched and her cheeks reddened as Tannah pulled her moisture through her lips with tender tongue strokes, feeling her cunt tighten as she pushed into her.

"Ohhh my ... goddess," Aretta gasped, thrusting her vagina over Tannah's extended tongue, crushing her nose against her pubic mound. Her clitoris throbbed against Tannah's upper lip as her horny sex slicked her mouth and chin.

Tannah sucked Aretta's open pussy to contain saliva and the flood of wetness that covered the flat of her tongue after every lash along her parted slit. Then she licked over her pulsing bud, making wide, wet circles around her womanhood, feeling her thighs tremble and her hips jerk spasmodically.

"Ahhh ... ahhhhhh ohhh I'm cumming!" she squealed, grasping Tannah's scalp and bucking against her mouth just as the carriage door was unlatched from the outside.

"Ahhh ahhhhh," Aretta moaned, thrusting her slippery cunt across Tannah's outstretched tongue as the door swung open and a male voice started to speak.

"Uhh ... pardon," Ryendol said.

"What is it?" Aretta sighed, gripping Tannah by the hair, her clit throbbing as it rubbed against her tongue.

"Well you see, there's a hot spring not too far from here," he explained as Aretta continued to hump Tannah's mouth, her pussy drenched and slippery with her juices.

"We could stop for a dip and it wouldn't hurt our schedule too much, it's up to you, really," he explained.

Aretta's hips jerked and her sweet nectar squirted a little through Tannah's lips as she sucked her open peach.

"Ahhh ..." Aretta gasped, still cumming around Tannah's thrusting tongue, thighs quaking.

She looked into Tannah's eyes as Tannah gazed up over her blonde bush, her mouth locked around Aretta's wet entrance.

Some minutes later Tannah and Aretta were standing, naked, in the hot water.

They kissed passionately while three of their protectors watched them, only one of whom was in the water, bathing.

"Mmmh," Aretta moaned while Tannah stroked her sex with two fingers. She rocked her hips while Tannah rubbed her wet cleft, her own hand clutching Tannah's womanhood.

Tannah shivered as Aretta's fingertips curled into her vagina and her clitoris swelled against her palm as their tongues swirled around each other in Aretta's mouth, then Tannah's.

Their naked breasts pressed together as they made love in the open, and their wrists rubbed as they each reached between the other's thighs, stroking.

Tannah's left hand moved across Aretta's ribs, brushing over the smooth scar where she'd been stabbed and nearly died.

The memory of that time distracted Tannah for a moment, until Aretta's fingers surged up her cunt, were squeezed by her clenching muscles, and dragged back through her minora, covered in her dew.

Beside them, Garol didn't even try to conceal his erect penis, and wore an interested grin as he splashed himself with the hot water and stared.

"I have to ... admit something, Tannah," Aretta gasped as Tannah stroked her sex. "I really enjoyed myself with ... the duke," she whispered, biting at Tannah's earlobe and riding her fingers.

"That's okay," Tannah sighed, feeling her rub along her groove. "I told you, I'm not jealous."

"That's good," Aretta laughed softly, her clitoris pulsing in time with Tannah's as she rubbed through her wet labia. "I want to get fucked ... by men ... with huge cocks ..." she sighed as Tannah gripped her vagina, fingertips pressing into the warmth of her womanhood.

Tannah laughed giddily, her clitoris firm, pinched between Aretta's finger knuckles as they curled inside her and pulled back slimy with her dew.

Aretta pressed her mouth to Tannah's again, their tongues caressing back and forth as they pierced each other's cunts with wet, slender fingertips.

"I ... don't know if ... I can even have ... another orgasm Tannah," Aretta sighed between presses of her lips, her pussy thrusting against Tannah's knuckle as she drove two fingers into her.

"I can, I'm about to ... ahhh," Tannah gasped, already feeling the thrill of ecstasy starting in her groin as her hips surged and her lover's fingers slid up her vagina. Her nipples grew firm against Aretta's bare breasts as she held her close, stroking her furrow, cradling her swollen clit as it pulsed with desire.

"Mmmm mmmhhh," Tannah moaned into Aretta's mouth, her pussy constricting around her slick digits as she came on her hand, sucking her tongue as it retreated through her lips.

She felt herself squirt through Aretta's finger knuckles as they hooked into her, cleaving through her tight vagina as her flower parted against her palm.

Water splashed around Tannah's thighs as she thrust her bush against the meat of Aretta's hand, humping needfully while she stroked her lover's slippery groove and licked the roof of her mouth.

"Mmmh mhhh mhhh!" Aretta squealed, turning red as she started to cum around Tannah's fingertips, her slick muscles squeezing as Tannah reached into her.

"Mmlaahh ... I love you," Aretta moaned, leaning against Tannah, driving her fingers into her pussy with rhythmic hip strokes while she curled hers into Tannah's drooling sex and drew them, soaking, across her hardened clit.

"I love you too," Tannah sighed, her vagina squeezing Aretta's fingertips as they retreated through the slick walls of her womanhood, stroking her aroused bud, then gliding back through her curtains.

"Ahhh ahhhhh," Tannah moaned, her climax burning in her groin, her hand squeezing Aretta's ass as she continued to rub between the lips of her sex.

Aretta gave a final shudder of pleasure before standing upright and giving Tannah another long kiss.

When they finally separated, and each sank up to their shoulders in the hot water, Tannah noticed that Ryendol had joined them and was lounging naked in the water next to a rocky outcrop.

Garol started to get out of the water and Tannah stared at his shapely masculine buttocks as he climbed the black stones.

She found herself thinking that she wouldn't mind a tumble in the bushes with the man, free from any conditions, but his relation to the king and his job as her official servant complicated matters a little.

He turned and caught her staring and Tannah looked away instinctively.

"You're welcome to ask, milady," Tannah heard him say. She looked at him again, his long, erect penis swaying as he dried himself off.

"If there's something you want," he said with a sly grin on his face. "Always feel free to ask."

Tannah bit her lower lip and narrowed her eyes at him, her knees still shaky from the orgasm Aretta had given her moments before.

"I'll remember that," she said, thinking about how his broad-tipped cock had felt squeezed between her pussy muscles.

When they were finished bathing, Tannah and Aretta sat before the campfire beside the four men.

They were both naked, still, having warmed themselves to the core in the hot spring, letting the cool air leech the heat from their bones while they drank from their waterskins and listened to the crackle of the flame.

"You're a pretty remarkable woman, milady," Rolly said as he poked the fire to keep it burning. The compliment came out of nowhere, and caused both her and Aretta to stare dumbfounded at him for a moment.

"What makes you say that?" Tannah asked, sitting up on her bedroll and turning to face him. Rolly glanced briefly at her, his eyes seeming to dodge her bare breasts as he quickly looked back at what he was doing.

He chuckled softly.

"You don't need to use sex to impress me, Lady Vrinne," he said. "If you want to know, it was your courage at the battle of badger hill that made me request this assignment."

"Courage huh?" Tannah answered with a smile.

"Aye, and don't make fun of it," he said, shooting a glare at her.

"Nobody's making fun," Tannah giggled. "I don't get very many compliments like that, thank you."

Rolly laughed again and Tannah looked around at the other men who were quietly relaxing in front of the fire, occasionally taking a moment to stare at her and Aretta's nudity.

"The reason you don't is because most of the people you associate with are afraid of you," Rolly remarked. Tannah raised an eyebrow.

"They're afraid of what it means, that someone like you can be so strong and so fearless," he said, pushing his stick into the glowing coals and birthing a puff of embers.

"Someone like her?" Aretta said with disapproval on her face.

"You mean a woman, or ..." Tannah asked, the words "leddir, and whore," dancing on the tip of her tongue.

"I mean an outsider," he answered. "That other thing is unusual for someone in your profession, but I've met a few women who could kick your arse," he said with a chuckle.

"But ... no," he said, shaking his head. "There's an old fable from the north about a lone wolf who joins a pack of starving wolves," he went on.

"This wolf was young and strong and helped the pack take down larger prey, feeding them, letting them gather strength for the winter."

He stared down into the flame for a moment, either, for dramatic effect, or because he couldn't remember the next part.

"But, when winter came, another pack, driven by Golaks emerging from their mountain dens to hunt, came south and tore them all to pieces, leaving only the strong young wolf who had joined them. He was left, once again, to fend for himself."

Tannah watched him poke at the fire for a moment as everyone considered his story.

"Well, those wolves would've been worse off without the outsider's help," Tannah said, drawing a chuckle out of Garol.

"That's not the point," Rolly barked back. "Strong outsiders are a sign that the pack is weak."

There was another long silence.

"What if it isn't, though?" Aretta asked, leaning close to Tannah and kissing her neck.

"What if Tannah is just really good at what she does, and that's all there is to it?" she asked, caressing Tannah's bare shoulder.

Rolly stared at her with doubt in his eyes.

"It's not a very good story," Larodden grunted.

"I thought it got the point across," Ryendol said with a shrug before drinking from his waterskin.

"Yes, but it's just not a very good story," Larodden answered back. "What if the lone wolf should be a bitch, and all the other wolves make her theirs, breeding her, producing a whole litter of strong puppies, and then when the other packs show up and kill the weaker wolves they raise these strong puppies, who eventually take revenge and end up leading the whole pack to victory against the Golaks ..."

The group erupted into fits of laughter as Larodden's version of the tale built on itself.

"This is becoming the street performance of the fable," Garol laughed.

"My original point was ..." Rolly started, waiting for the ruckus to die down, "... everyone knows you're strong Lady Vrinne. What you have to grapple with is the unknown element. People are afraid of what they can't control, and you can't control what you don't understand."

"... AND you're a woman, and the people at court are men, and that makes you even harder to understand, but once they know who you are ..." Rolly trailed off, nodding to himself.

Tannah stared at him quizzically for a moment.

"Let me just say, I want to be by your side when they finally see through all their bullcrap and see your worth. When they see you, in all your glory, standing next to Lord General Gosten, I want to be in that room."

"Well, I'm glad you're on my side Rolly," Tannah said as Aretta held her close, rubbing her cheek against her shoulder and caressing her thigh.

"You can count on all of us," Larodden said with a chuckle. "And I'm not just saying that because I've had my cock inside you. You can fuck who and whatever you want, and I won't tell a soul."

Tannah smiled at him as he took a drink from a small leather bound flask.

"So long as the lie is easy," Ryendol qualified.

"... You're really sure you won't get pregnant?" he asked.

When they decided to continue their journey, Tannah and Aretta elected to pull out the mattress inside the carriage so that they could lay on their backs instead of sitting.

"Do we have to sit on the back of the wagon?" Larodden asked, staring at Aretta's cunt as she leaned into the cabin to drag the roll toward her side.

Tannah glanced at Rolly and Ryendol as the two men smothered the fire with dirt, then she faced Garol again, blushing as he looked at her body.

"You can ride inside," Tannah answered, "if you keep us busy," she said with a wink.

Not even ten minutes later, her and Aretta were on their stomachs in the swaying cart, clasping hands and moaning as their butts slapped against Garol and Larodden's bare hips.

"Ohhh you're so deep," Aretta groaned, squeezing Tannah's hand while Larodden laid atop her, pummeling her bottom with his groin.

"Oooh, why do the king's guard all have such big cocks?" Tannah shivered, feeling Garol's hard penis glide through her parted sex while he pressed her breasts into the mattress, sighing as he fucked her.

She arched into Garol as his glans surged up against her cervix, swelled with arousal and dragged back through her slick pussy muscles. His balls clapped across the splayed lips of her cunt as his rod stroked into her and her bottom shook.

"Ahhh ahhh, yes!" Tannah moaned, gripping the mattress with her free hand and feeling her juices slick Garol's erect member, its shaft pumping tightly through the pinch of her sex.

"Ooooh, push it deep Larodden ..." Aretta sighed over the clap of their asses, squeezing Tannah's hand while Garol gripped Tannah's shoulder and drove the thick wet shaft of his penis up her clenching vagina.

"Haahhhh, I want to look you in the eyes, milady," Garol growled, yanking the fat bulb of his prick through Tannah's labia and lifting himself off of her.

Tannah pulled her hand away from Aretta's and turned over on her back, looking over at Aretta's blushing face as her head was pressed into the mattress, her butt quivering after every shove of Larodden's hips.

Garol grabbed Tannah's jaw and pointed her face toward him as he laid across her naked body, putting his mouth over hers, his tongue pushing between her lips and stroking across her palate while the head of his member touched her slit, teasing her entrance, slowly parting her.

"Mmmm!" Tannah moaned into Garol's mouth when he finally thrust his engorged cock through the slick walls of her womanhood, pushing its hard tip deep, driving his balls against her wet flower.

His hands grasped her breasts and his thumbs moved across her areolas while he drew his member back, her pussy gripping its slippery length as it pulled toward her opening and then slid up into her.

Tannah blushed as he sucked her lips and licked into her mouth, his hips surging between her thighs, his hard manhood gliding through the crush of her cunt.

"Ahh ahh ahhh ahhh!" Aretta squealed beside her as Larodden's pelvis beat against her ass.

Garol pulled his mouth away from Tannah's and stared intently into her eyes as he drove the engorged bell of his member up into the tight squeeze of muscles near her cervix.

"Ohhh give me a litter of pups Garol," Tannah growled, feeling his prick swell as it dragged back toward her opening and then reached up her vagina, forcing her clenched walls apart around its girth.

Garol's naked hips quivered as they surged against her bare sex, his cock stroking deep into her wet pussy, pulsing with pleasure while his hands moved under her back and up through her hair.

"Ahh ahhh ... ahhh!" Tannah grunted, thrusting against Garol, taking his penis up to its firm base and clenching tightly around him as he drew it back, milking his shaft and feeling it throb in response.

"Urrhh ... hahh," Garol sighed as the tip of his member slid up against her cervix and erupted.

"Ohhh yes Garol," Tannah moaned, blushing as his cock pulled through the tightness of her vagina, squirting into her as it surged deeper.

"Oooooh," Tannah shivered, feeling his hot seed flow up his rod and swell in her pussy, his engorged bulb massaging her inner walls as it dragged toward her entrance. She writhed against his broad chest as his shaft drove through her slick furrow, smooth with his cum.

"Ooooh," Larodden growled, his hips beating against Aretta's ass. "Can I cum in you Lady Knight Aretta?" he panted, his hand on the back of her head as his balls pummeled her cunt.

"Nnnnhh," Aretta groaned into the bedding, driving her naked butt against Larodden as he fucked her. "Only if you do it in my ass," she moaned, giving in to the man.

Tannah heard Aretta gasp as he pulled out of her then heard her grunt as he pushed his wide tip through her asshole.

Tannah's pussy milked Garol's throbbing member as it slid into the swell of hot cum inside her. She could tell he was still cumming as his penis pulsed in the clutch of her sex while he moaned into her mouth.

She heard Larodden shudder as he started to ejaculate and heard Aretta whimper lustfully beside her.

"Mmm," Garol sighed, tonguing Tannah's palate while he pumped his hips, his cock sliding through the cum-slicked walls of her vagina, still throbbing gently.

Tannah gripped his body with her naked thighs, her toes curled as he finished cumming, his balls pressing against her cunt, wet with her juices and his seed.

"Fuck, Lady Vrinne ..." Garol said as he pulled his lips away from hers.

He stared into her eyes while the carriage rocked on its hinges, the creak of wood and his heavy breaths ambient to Larodden's moans as he orgasmed on top of Aretta.

Garol lifted himself off of Tannah, giving her breasts another playful squeeze before pulling his thick member through the lips of her sex, letting his cum trickle from her flower and down the curve of her ass.

Tannah sat up on her elbows as Garol rested his back against the rear wall of the wagon, and both of them turned their heads to watch Aretta.

The blonde-haired beauty blushed a deep red while Larodden drove his erect prick through her ass cheeks and sighed.

Her face and shoulders glowed crimson and she gasped as Larodden finally pulled the fat bell of his penis through her butthole, its tip releasing one last squirt of cum onto her back as it throbbed, cradled by her nude bottom.

He thrust his cock along the crack of her ass, his shaft throbbing as milky white seed oozed from its engorged tip. Then he leaned back next to Garol, his erection still pulsing between his thighs.

"My balls have never felt so empty," Larodden sighed.

The two men stared at Tannah and Aretta as they each let out sighs of latent ecstasy.

They glanced at one-another briefly, grinning in satisfaction.

"Do you think Ryendol wants another go?" Tannah asked with a laugh.

They arrived at Taynin Marsh around noon the next day and Tannah and Aretta emerged from the carriage and walked to the well to bathe.

As they moved down what was already a busy main road, frequented by lizard folk and human tradesmen, they were both awestruck by how quickly the settlement had sprung up.

The bog town had been called Silga's bog, but in the months since Tannah had gone to the capital it had been nicknamed Silgabog, a name that stuck fast abroad.

They could hear the distant croaking calls of lizard people along with conversations in the common tongue, and young lizardlings raced out of alleyways and called out, "bent blade," in Tannah's direction, before running off as she dumped cold water over her nude body.

"It's as if this place has been here a hundred years already," Aretta remarked as men wearing the gray badger surcoat stood guard and stared at their nakedness.

"I can't believe they did all this in under a year," Ryendol marveled, staring at the wooden walkways suspended over swampy terrain further down the road.

"You really left all this to that scoundrel Balter?" Rolly said to Tannah as she drizzled water over her breasts with a sponge.

"I left him a viscounty," Tannah explained, scrubbing her armpit. "His annual stipend is tied to his office and his capacity to govern here depends on the approval of the Nauls, of which, I am one."

"Hehe," Larodden laughed, "so he's got to appease these creatures or he's out on his arse."

"... People, not creatures," Tannah warned.

"Fair enough, milady," Larodden said with a nod.

"I also left him a generous chunk of wealth, mostly so he'd shut up about me taking the name Vrinne," Tannah chuckled.

"He still has three houses," Aretta said with a dour expression, raising the bucket from the well while the men around them stared at her perky pink nipples. "I don't even have one yet."

"Who controls the gray badger?" Garol asked as a group of merchants led a cart past them, followed by a train of lizard men and children.

"Well, you see ..." Tannah started before a male voice called out her name.

"Lady Vrinne!" a young man shouted, causing the four men to stand at attention gripping the handles of their side swords as they turned to face Laeldeus.

He jogged up to them and stopped, noticing the guards with their sallets and brigandine coats giving him glares of warning.

"Evening," the young captain said, happily peering past her guards at her and Aretta's wet naked bodies.

"Rolly, Garol, this is Captain Commander Laeldeus," Tannah announced, hands on her hips as he carefully ogled her.

"He's in charge of the badgers," Tannah said, preventing herself from saying what everyone else now called them, 'the town guard.'

"Good afternoon sirs," he said with a laugh.

"Would milady like a report," he joked.

"Save it for later," Tannah answered, "I'm not here for business... well, mostly not."

"Is it pleasure then?" he asked, stroking his chin. He had the beginnings of a beard on his masculine face, reminding Tannah of a young warrior she'd made a boyfriend of.

"I'll let you in on a secret," he said. "News of your arrival has already gotten around to the others. I'm fairly certain they're planning something... fancy."

Tannah looked at Aretta and she shrugged. She turned to look at Laeldeus again, conscious of how his gaze traveled up her bare legs to her naked groin. He was hungry for her.

"I'll likely be gone by tomorrow, though I could spare a day if you think it will be worth the while," Tannah said, watching him stare at her breasts.

"Oh I've no doubt it will be," he answered, blushing a little. "Say what you will about your reputation abroad, around here you're already a legend."

"Is that so?" Tannah said, turning, giving the man a good view of her ass as she leaned over to retrieve a towel.

She was wary of such gestures. She was aware that the way the crown had handled the aftermath of the battle at badger hill might have left some people disgruntled.

Many warriors had been let go, freed from their contract with some advance pay and the reasoning that the new posting only required about a quarter the strength of the expedition to Bristelkeer.

The ransom payments that supplemented this, likely smoothed over some of the ill-content, and Tannah's own efforts had helped.

Although she'd met with each of her commanders before the reassignment, ensuring them all places as yeomanry in the King's army, she was conscious that her own movement in the ranks might make it appear that she'd been bought off.

"You should hear some of the things the Silgans say about you," another male voice spoke. Tannah turned and saw that Laeldeus had been joined by another man she'd recruited over a year ago.

The crowd of watchers was evidently growing, and included a few lizard folk that had crept up since she'd turned her back.

"Bent-blade, war-master, of course, but they've added, saddle-shooter, and I think I even heard one of them call you knight-slayer," the new guy chuckled. "Much less scandalous than the names they give you at home," he said.

"I see," Tannah answered, narrowing her eyes at the man as she dried her hair.

Behind him Tannah thought she noticed a familiar looking lizard man. She followed his gaze back to Aretta, and saw her grinning mischievously at him as she pulled her pants snugly up against her sex.

"Tovan?" she thought, hoping she'd remembered his name correctly.

Tannah finished dressing herself.

She'd chosen not to wear one of her dresses while she was out here.

She still felt more natural wearing pants and an arming jacket, despite living as a lady and keeping up the appearance for some weeks.

Some of the gathering that had watched her and Aretta bathe, followed them as Tannah and her bodyguards made their way to the huge hunting lodge where Tratalis lived.

Tovan walked beside Aretta and each time Tannah looked over at them she saw the lizard man focus on her and flick his tongue while Aretta smiled, blushing faintly.

"She's going to get it soon, I can tell," Tannah thought.

When they arrived at the lodge, Aretta, Tovan, Garol, and Ryendol stayed outside. Rolly and Larodden led Tannah into the large wooden building, which was decorated with antlers and some elaborate carvings of horse-borne heroes.

"Good afternoon, Naul of war," Tratalis hissed, seeing her enter after her two guards.

"It's good to see you well, Naul of the hunt," Tannah answered, approaching a long table that spanned the building's interior, pulling out a chair.

"Your people seem to be doing well," she noted as she sat down, watching the lithe lizard woman move toward a small side table and lift a long box by two handles at each end.

She approached Tannah's side of the table and set the box down in front of her, producing a hefty thunk.

"For you, lady of war," Tratalis said, the blending of titles making Tannah wonder if Tratalis had any understanding of the human hierarchy.

She stepped away from the box and moved to stand near the middle of the long table while Tannah raised the lid.

Inside of it Tannah saw a near replica of the sword she'd broken in her duel with Kalok.

She lifted it out of its groove, inspecting the craftsmanship of the handle and scabbard, drawing it out slowly and catching the glint of candle-light off of its cleanly forged blade.

She'd tried to find a blacksmith that could remake the weapon since ruining her old one, but western smiths could never seem to get the balance right.

"Thank you, Tratalis, it is ... a fine tool," Tannah complimented, holding it up with two fingers, level with the table, testing its weight.

"My Naul is most welcome," she answered with a bow.

"Although, can I still be called bent-blade if it's mended?" Tannah asked with a laugh.

"It still looks bent to me," Tratalis answered, referring to its curved shape, then releasing a short croak to indicate the jest.

"Fair point, I suppose," Tannah said with a smile.

"The blade suits you, lady of war," Tratalis said. "You lead well, this was known, but after seeing you fight ..." she began, turning toward Tannah and then going down on one knee, swishing her tail from side to side.

"I misjudged you, at first. Now it is my belief that you have the spirit of Azzimander the conqueror within you," she said.

Tannah grinned and nodded respectfully. She'd read a fair amount of material on the lizard woman who created the eastern empire in ancient times. Treatises on her use of pike formation had been almost as invaluable to her as the Silgan warbow.

"That is ... a tremendous honor, coming from you, Tratalis," Tannah said. "I would say something similar about your hunters and the way they fight, which brings me to the reason I'm here, I ..."

"Before you go on..." the lizard woman interrupted. "Lady Naul ..." she said, "I must apologize."

"For?" Tannah asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Although the assassins who helped your enemies were not following my orders," Tratalis began, "they were from among my hunters. They were once loyal to Kalok and used their positions under me to get close to you, and for that I owe you a debt that no gift can ever absolve."

"I accept your apology," Tannah said. "But ..." she said as Tratalis started rising to her feet again. "It's my opinion that the service your hunters provided me after that attack, more than made up for any small error in judgment."

"If your riders hadn't kept the Weyrvurns busy that day, that distraction maneuver of ours never would have worked," Tannah laughed.

"Which is why ..." Tannah said, taking a deep breath. "I've come to offer you a deal."

Tratalis cocked her head to one side as she watched Tannah with curiosity.

"You may have heard that most of my old command has moved to the capital," Tannah explained. "I'm constructing a corps of free men under a new banner, and I want you to lead my cavalry division."

Tratalis let out a low trilling purr as she seemed to consider the offer. Then, after tapping her nails on the table in a steady rhythm for a couple seconds she focused one eye on Tannah again.

"It would be an honor, lady of war," she answered.

When Tannah emerged from the lodge through its wide double-doors, she saw Aretta standing close to Tovan, one of his scaled hands curled around her pale fingers as they spoke quietly.

She approached them and Aretta turned to face her, biting her lower lip as she pulled her hand away.

Tannah regarded each of them in the silence that ensued. She looked around at the group of men and lizard folk who were still gathered around, chatting and whispering, pretending to mind their own business.

"Do you two want to find someplace... more private?" Tannah asked. Aretta and Tovan shared a look. Aretta grinned.

They walked to Tovan's cabin and Tannah watched him pull Aretta's pants down, exposing her ass as she leaned against a wooden countertop.

She felt her sex growing moist against her panties as he spread Aretta's butt cheeks and knelt to run his serpentine tongue across her pink slit and over her bare butthole.

"Ahhhh..." Aretta gasped as Tovan licked the split of her womanhood, his snakelike tongue wrapping around her mound and dragging between her fleshy curtains while his double-cock pushed slowly from its sheath and grew firm between his thighs.

"Oh, wow," Tannah said to Larodden as they both watched his slick appendage part Aretta's furrow and glide between her ass cheeks.

When she glanced at Larodden she saw a look of bored irritation on his face.

"Don't tell me you're jealous," Tannah said, seeing him look up at the ceiling. Tovan had a pretty cozy little home on the outskirts of Silgabog, but it wasn't nearly as interesting to Tannah as the movement of his probing tongue through the lips of Aretta's womanly folds.

"Ahhh, ohhh Tovan yes..." Aretta sighed, gripping the countertop as his nose pressed between her butt cheeks, goosebumps spreading over her naked thighs in waves as he stroked her sex.

"How are you not?" he whispered, training his eyes on Aretta, who was blushing vividly, her heels rising off the ground as Tovan stood up and pushed the bulbous tips of his penis through her butt and pussy holes at once.

Tannah's cunt ached as she watched Tovan thrust into her girlfriend.

"... ahhhhhh," Aretta moaned as Tovan's twin-cock surged into her and drew back, his shafts both slick with her juices after the first stroke. His tail wrapped around her leg as he held her by the waist and drove his erect prongs into her at a pace, producing a steady slap of flesh as his groin beat against her bottom.

"... I don't know... I'm more wet than anything else," Tannah answered, staring speechlessly, for a good while at the two.

She reached down into her underwear and felt her hot nectar coat her digits as they curled around her sex, their tips gliding easily through her moistened lips, her walls expanding around them as she rubbed inside her vagina.

"Hahhh ahhh ahhhh, ohh Tovan you're so hard in my ass!" Aretta squealed, lifting one foot off the floor as Tovan purred and rammed his double-cock through her butthole and her parted cunt.

"Have you ... ever ... seen anything like this in your ... time as a King's guard?" Tannah sighed, her knuckles curling through her slick labia as she stroked into her tightening pussy, clit pulsing against her palm.

"I'll admit ... this is a first," Larodden answered as they watched Aretta's ass jiggle from the clap of Tovan's groin.

"First for me too," Tannah purred, riding her hand, fingers pushing through the clench of her vagina while her knees wobbled and she fought to keep her balance.

"If it will abate your feeling jealous at all feel free to fuck me while I watch," Tannah gasped, fingers driving through the wet pinch and caressing the roof of her womanhood as they retreated.

Garol stepped behind her, grabbing at her belt, unlacing it enthusiastically while she humped her slick fingers. Tannah leaned forward, hooking her digits inside herself and feeling her vagina squeeze them while Garol tugged her pants over her hips and pressed his mouth against her asshole.

"Oooohh, you like that?" Tannah shuddered as he ran his tongue along the rim of her butthole and then pushed it through.

"Ahhh!" Tannah squeaked as he thrust his warm wet tongue up her ass and swirled it around within her. "Ohhhh, Ser Garol," she giggled, fingers stroking through her taut pussy muscles while Garol licked into her, face wedged between her cheeks.

Tannah watched Aretta's body quiver with every thrust of Tovan's hips, his glistening, pink penises sliding up her ass and cunt.

"Ohhhh, yes ..." Tannah gasped as Garol ran his tongue from her butthole up the crease of her ass and over her tailbone, rising to his feet.

Garol took her by the hips and pressed the bell of his cock through her saliva-slicked cheeks, making her inhale sharply as its flared tip pushed through the tight ring of muscles and surged up her ass.

"Ahhh ahhh ahhhhh," Tannah and Aretta gasped in sync, Garol's erect member gliding through Tannah's clenching butthole while Tovan purred and fucked Aretta, his scaled hips beating against her naked bottom.

"Ohh goddess, I'm going to ..." Aretta shivered, reaching between her legs, her elbows and knees quaking and her cheeks glowing red as she started to climax.

Tannah's butt quivered as Garol's naked pelvis pummeled her, his balls clapping across her sex as his cock stroked into her ass. She dragged her fingers through her splayed flower, slicking her groove with her juices and rubbing the sides of her stiffened clit while her asshole slid wide around the base of his erection and pulled toward its flared head.

"Ahhh ... ahhhhhh!" Aretta moaned, body shaking as she came on Tovan's surging double-penis.

Tannah's clitoris swelled as her fingers forked around it and parted her sex, her asshole stretched around Garol's girthy rod, squeezing it, milking him as he gripped her by the waist and pumped into her.

"Ohhh, I love watching you take it Aretta," Tannah groaned as Garol's cock throbbed in the pinch of her butthole, his length dragging through her taut ring and then gliding deep, its erect shape filling her as her pussy juices coated her fingers and slicked her labia.

Tovan let out a shuddering sigh as he shoved Aretta further onto the counter top with his pushes, grabbing her by the shoulder as he thrust his prick up her ass and cunt.

"Ohhh cum in me Tovan, please," Aretta begged over the slap of his thighs against her naked bottom and Tannah felt herself start to orgasm against the wet flesh of her palm.

"Ahh ... ahh ..." Tannah gasped, her asshole clenching tightly around the firm shaft of Garol's penis with every pulse of her climax, his rod punching through the grip of her hole, swelling harder as it reached up her butt.

"Ohh Tannah ... your ass is so tight," Garol grunted, his prick cleaving her cheeks wide as its tip surged deep inside her.

"Yes yes ... ooooh!" Aretta moaned as Tovan pumped his two cocks into her rapidly, driving his hips against her pale ass, purring with arousal while her bare legs quivered.

He thrust himself fully inside her and held her against his groin for a long moment and Tannah watched him tremble against her as she shivered and came, her arousal dripping from her finger knuckles as she stroked her wet furrow and felt the crisp slap of Garol's balls and the dull ache in her ass as it slid around his stiffened member.

Then Tovan pulled his double-erection out of Aretta's cunt and through her straining butthole, both tips trailing gooey strands of his seed, which poured languorously onto the floor between her heels as he backed away.

"Ohhh milady, may I ..." Garol shuddered, his cock fully erect and gliding up Tannah's ass with every brisk shove.

"Cum in my ass!" Tannah growled, knees wobbling, her slippery minora clutched tightly between her fingers as her butthole squeezed Garol's aroused penis. She felt his shaft swell, stretching her tight hole as he drove its hard bell deep inside her, his orgasm erupting around its tip.

"Ooohhh yes Garol," Tannah moaned, feeling his hands shiver as he pulled her against his hips, his cock driving up her butt and spitting into her ass, his cum lubricating his manhood as it pushed through her spread bottom.

Tannah watched Aretta quiver on the counter top with Tovan's orgasm drooling from her cunt and asshole while Garol thrust his pulsing erection through her slick cheeks, his rod gliding through her gripping ass muscles, wet with his orgasm.

Tannah's knees gave out finally and she slid to the floor, feeling Garol's penis pull out of her ass and draw a streak of cum over her tailbone.

She knelt on the floor with her pants around her knees, clutching her throbbing flower while Garol's load dribbled from her ass.

Tovan stood before her, his double-member still mostly aroused.

"Do you like the look of my cock, lady of war?" Tovan asked.

Tannah grinned, her cheeks hot, her fingertips burning from her juices as they pushed through her vagina muscles.

"Y-yeah," Tannah shivered, dragging her fingers over her erect clitoris, feeling Garol's seed drip down her thigh. "Can I ... touch it?" she asked, stroking her wet sex.

Tovan stepped closer, bringing both tips of his erect double-penis to within a few inches of Tannah's face.

She wrapped both hands around his pink, forked erection and ran her palms down its smooth lengths, feeling both stalks swell in her grip as she drew her curled fingers up against their flared bulbs.

Tovan's tail slid between Tannah's legs and up between her thighs, its soft undersurface gliding across her naked sex and over her cum-slicked butthole as she dragged her fingers down Tovan's firm double-cock.

The tip of his tail crept up the small of her back as the appendage slid along her butt crack and cradled her wet cunt.

"Ahhhlmm," Tannah gasped, riding Tovan's tail as she placed her lips against the lower bell of his penis and let it slide into her mouth. His upper shaft pulsed against her cheek as she sucked toward his erect head, pulling the taste of Aretta's pussy off of its slippery length.

Tovan ran his claws through her hair as she drove his lower cock-bulb into her throat and stroked his upper prick, breathing in the smell of Aretta as her nose tickled its underside and saliva welled around his girth.

"Nnngghllkk," Tannah gagged, grasping Tovan's upper erection with both hands, milking it gently over her face while his lower shaft throbbed between her tongue and palate.

She heard him purr as warm precum dripped from the tip of his penis and ran down the bridge of her nose.

"You are skilled with your mouth, bent-blade," Tovan shuddered, thrusting along her tongue, rubbing the slick underside of his upper cock against Tannah's face as he pushed through her fingers and parted her lips.

"Mhhmm mmmhh mmmmhhh!" Tannah moaned, driving her pussy against his smooth tail and having a sudden, sharp orgasm, pulling her mouth up his shaft and feeling him tug at her scalp as he pushed his member into her throat.

Tannah's ass clenched around his tail as she slicked it with her cum and she felt the bulb of his lower cock swell wide as it surged deep and gagged her.

"Drink your fill lady of war," he sighed, pushing her lips down around the base of his penis then rearing back, dragging his smooth length through the press of her tongue and palate, its shaft slick with frothing spit and its upper tip drooling precum over her stroking fists.

"Mhhmm, mhhmm..." Tannah gasped through her nose, blushing as Tovan's wet prick slid into her mouth, throbbing with arousal, smearing sweet dew across her palate and gliding along the flat of her tongue.

Her inner thighs were moist with her juices and her orgasm burned in her groin as Tovan's slippery tail surged across her splayed sex and through her parted cheeks.

To her surprise she felt the bell of his lower member engorge and spray the roof of her mouth with hot cum while seed squirted her forehead and spilled onto her face from his upper penis.

"... Tannah, hahhh," Tovan purred, cradling the back of her head as he came, shooting warm streams of his salty load across her tongue and brow with every pulse of his cock.

Tannah's blush deepened as she sucked along the length of his penis, swallowing cum as it flowed from both tips, pouring down her cheeks, running along her jaw and splashing her palate. Her clit pulsed as it rode along the muscles of his tail, her labia spread against its slick scales.

She shut her eyes and stroked his two shafts with her slick palms and her wet lips, pulling cum up its swollen veins, feeling it drip over her eyelids and pool around his glans.

"Mmm," Tannah sighed, letting his orgasm slide down her throat and drool onto her face from the upward thrusting erection gliding through her fingers and across her nose.

He gripped her by the hair and pulled her mouth away from his saliva-slicked groin and Tannah gasped as he pulled his cock through her lips, sprinkling her face with a final spurt of cum.

One clawed thumb pushed along the groove of her tongue as he held her head back and rubbed the split of her sex with his muscled tail.

"Ahhlll," Tannah sighed, her eyes shut, her face glazed and dripping with his seed as the tip of his tail slid up her ass. Her lips closed around Tovan's thumb-knuckle and her butthole clenched around his tail as it pushed through the cum-slicked opening.

"Mmm ... mmmmh," she whined, her clitoris throbbing against his tail as it curled around her groin and surged through the squeeze of her ass muscles.

She imagined Aretta and the two guards watching her as Tovan gripped her jaw, holding her mouth open and her head back, compressing her tongue, pulling her hair while she humped his serpentine tail and tightened her butthole around its thrusting tip.

"Ahhh!" Tannah squealed as her orgasm flared to life again, her body quivering, her cunt slicking the smooth stalk of Tovan's tail as it reached up her ass. She squeezed both shafts of his penis, stroking him and tasting his thick seed as it fell from her nose and into her open mouth.

Then Tovan hissed as he was pulled away, his tail gliding through her clenched asshole and dragging along her spread cunt.

Tannah wiped cum from her eyes and opened them to see the two men restraining Tovan from both sides.

He writhed between them, both penises erect between his scaled thighs, his tail swishing in annoyance.

"What's wrong?" Tannah sighed, balancing on both knees and one hand, still cumming from the way the lizard man had handled her.

"Just a precaution, milady," Garol grunted. "He could snap your neck before you see it coming."

Tannah licked cum off of her mouth and stood up on wobbly knees.

"I see ... release him," Tannah sighed in irritation, pulling up her pants as Aretta slid to her feet. She'd been sitting on the counter top masturbating her cum-filled cunt while Tannah sucked Tovan, she noticed.

The two guards let go of him and he focused his eyes on each of them as he slipped free.

"I suppose the next time we'll need a little more privacy," Tannah said, winking at Tovan as he regarded her.

When the five of them emerged from Tovan's cabin there was a group of interested looking lizard folk, some of whom were dressed in colorful fabrics.

She was adjusting her pants and feeling the cum inside her soak into the fabric of her underwear when Silga stepped through the crowd to greet them.

"Bent-blade," he hissed, leaning on a gnarled walking stick.

"Galgorah, Naul of storiessss has been preparing for your return," he said, introducing the most ornately dressed lizard man, whose scales were painted yellow in an almost checkerboard pattern over most of his body, and a slightly worn red robe.

He stepped forward and reached out to shake Tannah's hand, flicking his tongue and cocking his head to one side as Tannah grasped his smooth claw.

The knowledge that he could probably smell sex in the air made her blush faintly as they made eye contact.

"It would be my honor, Naul of war, to invite you to our humble p-pruh-productionnnn," he purred, struggling just a little with the common tongue as he drew his hand away.

"It is called The Broken Sword," he continued. "You may notice some ... sim-similarity with your experiencesss within the narrative," he said.

"I imagine there will be some familiar characters in your play?" Aretta asked rhetorically.

"Only the onesss who were most important to the tale are named," he clarified, holding up a broad-fingered, clawed hand like he was revealing something vast.

"We believed it would be most kind to leave you and viscount Balter out since we do not fully understand your roles," he explained.

"Oh ... well, I suppose that's fair," Aretta smirked, looking a little disappointed.

"I would be honored to attend your play," Tannah said. "Perhaps afterward we can discuss Aretta and Tovan's part in that adventure," she bargained, looking back at Aretta, who seemed a little nervous now that so many lizard folk were looking curiously her way.

"I will look forward to that," Galgorah said. "Perrrrhapsss future productions will include them after all, once we know more.

Tannah smiled, bowing curtly as Galgorah and his troupe departed, leaving a group of men with the gray badger on their surcoats, questions burning in each of their minds.

They walked with Tannah and her protectors and tried to catch her up on business around the settlement whether she wanted to know it or not.

She entertained them for about an hour before retreating with Aretta to her room at the inn, which was still partially under construction.

"I'm not used to being this popular," Tannah admitted as Aretta held her in her arms on their bed.

They were facing each other, in the nude, relaxing to the sounds of carts going past outside.

It was the first time they'd been alone together in weeks, she realized, the flesh of her neck bristling under the loving caress of Aretta's fingertips.

"Do you need more time to yourself?" Aretta asked, nuzzling the top of Tannah's head.

"Perhaps," Tannah answered, "but I like when you're here."

Tannah looked into Aretta's eyes, then touched her lips to hers, kissing her softly, then pulling away.

"Times like this I think everything could be completely hopeless and I'd still be happy, just because you're here," Tannah admitted.

"Aw," Aretta laughed, her eyes moistening a little as she brushed hair away from Tannah's face.

"I never believed I could be this close to anyone, if I'm being fully honest," Tannah told her.

"Yeah," Aretta said, her gaze falling to Tannah's hand clasped in hers.

"What's wrong?" Tannah asked.

Aretta took a deep breath and then let it out slowly.

"I... I guess I've been feeling that way about you for a while," she said. "Only, I've been too scared to really say it. Maybe ... too scared to believe it."

"... And, not because I'm afraid to be in love with a girl," Aretta confessed.

"Tannah... Everyone I've ever cared for this deeply has left me behind, and I never really thought about it, until recently."

Tannah squeezed her hand tenderly. She'd been about to admit something similar. Memories of her family's death were fuzzy, buried in her subconscious so deep that feelings of warmth and comfort from others sometimes frightened her.

"I kept thinking you would get bored of me," Aretta said. "I thought you'd find some other man or woman you liked and then try to pay me off like any rich arshole, but you're still here," she laughed, letting a tear trickle down the side of her face.

"I really do trust you," she said, wiping her cheek and blushing a little.

Tannah stroked Aretta's cheek and smiled.

"I haven't felt this way about anyone in a very long time," Aretta sniffed. "I'm sorry ... sorry I let my fear get in the way." She touched her forehead to Tannah's and grasped her shoulder tightly.

They held each other for several minutes without talking and time seemed to ooze gently by.

"You know, Tovan wants to mate us both," Aretta chuckled, breaking the long silence.

Tannah looked into her eyes again, giving her a dumbfounded stare.

"It's like, a Silgan way of saying he wants to be our boyfriend," she laughed, happily.

"I thought he just wanted sex," Tannah said.

"I think he did," Aretta giggled. "He really likes having me though, and I can tell he really wants more of you."

There was another long silence.

"Should we do it?" Tannah asked.

Aretta bit her lip and grinned slyly.

"He wanted to fuck me back at Turmadond castle you know," Tannah admitted. "We talked about it while you were unconscious."

"He wanted to fuck you while I was unconscious?!" Aretta scoffed.

"I'm... not sure, we didn't do anything because you were sick," Tannah said.

"Well, I guess I may have put the idea into his mind," Aretta said with a smirk. "I felt bad for scolding you and it sounded fun in my head. I didn't think I'd be so ill the next day."

"I see," Tannah said with a laugh.

"Tannah?" Aretta said as the sound of horses' hooves went by outside the inn.

"Hmm?" Tannah answered.

"Do you think we did the right thing?" she asked, running her fingers through Tannah's hair.

Tannah thought about the question.

It was the same question that had been burning in the back of her mind since they first arrived in Bristelkeer.

Aretta told her that very night that she believed Tannah would do the right thing, and even then she wasn't sure what that thing was.

Was it the thing that kept her and her loved ones alive, or was it something else?

"What does your goddess think?" Tannah asked, still unsure how to answer.

"Well, I doubt the temple would approve of us having a relationship with a Silgan, let alone the both of us with the same one," she said with a dour laugh.

"I already know they don't approve of this," she continued, running a hand over Tannah's breast, caressing her from her exposed nipple to her feminine hip bone and pinching her thigh tenderly as her fingers moved downward.

"The temple hasn't served me very well lately," Aretta admitted.

Tannah took her eyes away from Aretta's hand, looking up at her beautiful, pale face as she cupped her bare sex and stroked along its cleft.

"Would you do it all again, knowing what you know now," she said, one finger rubbing between Tannah's labia, "would you still start a mercenary company and serve King Hanmer?"

"I..." Tannah gripped Aretta's forearm and thrust her cunt along her digits as they curled into her.

She thought about the question more seriously as Aretta stared into her eyes and stroked into her pussy.

"I don't... I don't really know," Tannah sighed, driving Aretta's fingertips into the wet squeeze of her vagina, feeling her slick knuckles glide through her flower.

"I... escaped from a bad place, and I think I've just been surviving ever since," she said, resting her firm clit against Aretta's palm, shuddering and squeezing her arm as her fingers rubbed deep within her.

"I suppose, in a world where I knew what I know now, from the very start, perhaps I'd be somewhere else," Tannah gasped, her pussy pinching Aretta's fingers as she clutched her sex, stroking along the sides of her aroused bud as she dragged them back through her minora.

"Ahh, but ... this ..." Tannah gasped, slicking Aretta's curled digits with her wet vagina and giving herself over to another almost painful orgasm.

"This is me ... in any world ... ahhhh," she moaned, letting Aretta's fingertips strike deep into her and blushing as her juices welled around them, her pussy cradled in her hand, spread wide against her knuckle.

"I want to be yours, Aretta ... I want to be your wife," she said, shivering while she orgasmed. "I want you to own me ... to tell me who to fuck," she admitted, her cheeks hot.

Tannah quivered in Aretta's arms, feeling her wetness trickle down her thigh as she came all over her fingers. Then she drew them out along her thrusting, slick gash, stroking her pulsing clit as she pulled her hand away.

Aretta rolled on top of Tannah holding her tight, raising her hand to her face and pushing her slippery fingers through her lips.

Tannah felt a flutter in her groin as she tasted herself on Aretta's wet digits.

"You want to be mine huh?" Aretta said with a grin.

Tannah nodded, blushing deeply as Aretta stroked along her tongue, closing her mouth around her finger knuckles and sucking her sweet nectar off of them while humping the air.

Then Aretta grabbed Tannah's hair and thrust her wet slit along her naked thigh as she hooked her fingers into her throat.

"Nngghkk," Tannah gagged, saliva swelling around Aretta's fingertips as her orgasm flared up, clit throbbing while Aretta's hot wet groove rubbed a trail of precum along her leg.

Aretta pulled her fingers back through Tannah's lips, wrapped her hand around her throat, and kissed her, licking her palate while riding her upper thigh, thrusting her naked cunt against the meat of her leg while squeezing her neck.

Then she rose up, dragging her palms over Tannah's erect nipples, sitting on her thigh muscle, driving her slick sex along it as goosebumps crawled up her pale arms.

"And you'll do anything I tell you?" She asked, throwing her other leg around Tannah's hips and climbing over her, slowly, straddling her head and putting her sweet-scented, pink-lipped, peach in her face.

"Fuck anyone ...?" she asked as Tannah gazed up at her glistening wet pussy, wreathed by golden pubic hairs.

She stroked her bare thighs as she breathed in Aretta's aroma.

Tannah nodded again, feeling her cunt drip with excitement as she blushed between Aretta's legs, her lips parting and her tongue lashing eagerly through the folds of her lover's womanhood.

Aretta wrapped both knuckles in Tannah's hair and sighed, driving her slick sex against Tannah's mouth while she licked, pulling her juices across her palate.

Tannah pushed her tongue through Aretta's labia and tasted the opening of her vagina, licking its wet rim as she rocked her hips back and thrust over her lips.

"Ahhhhh ..." Aretta moaned, her wet cunt gliding across the flat of Tannah's tongue as Tannah curled its tip into her and dragged it back along her slit.

She gripped Aretta's butt cheeks and sighed as her own pussy muscles clenched, closing her lips around Aretta's firm clitoris and sucking on it, extending her tongue along her furrow as she dragged her wet flower over her mouth.

Her pubic bone drove against Tannah's nose and Tannah moaned into her cunt, her toes curling and her pussy throbbing, moisture dripping down her butt crack as she licked into Aretta's vagina.

"Mmmm I love watching you work," Aretta purred, her thighs quaking as Tannah thrust her tongue up her clenching sex, parting the crush of muscles, drawing her sweet nectar along her gash and over her erect clitoris as her hips rode back.

"Ohhh Tannah ... ohhhh Tannah, I love the way you do that," she groaned, breasts quivering, nipples firm as she thrust her slick vagina against Tannah's lips.

Tannah sucked in the scent of Aretta's pussy as the tip of her tongue drove into her and her nose pressed into her bush. Aretta's face and chest grew redder and she bit her lower lip as she started to cum.

"Mmmh mmffh," Tannah gasped, thrusting her naked sex against the air while Aretta dragged her splayed labia across her open mouth.

She felt her clit engorge as Aretta tugged at her scalp and orgasmed on her face, her slick groove riding over Tannah's tongue, drawing her silky cream along the center of it.

Tannah caressed her sweating lower back as it arched and her wet sex drove against her lips, her clit pulsing with arousal between its folds.

Tannah's mouth burned from Aretta's juices as she sucked her flower and watched her pink areolas scrunch as her nipples hardened.

Tannah clamped her legs together as her moisture drooled down her butt, breathing through Aretta's damp, blonde bush and licking along her furrow.

"Ohhh ... goddess ... I love you Lady Vrinne," Aretta growled, looking down at Tannah, thighs quivering, her clitoris throbbing as it rode over her lips.

The sounds of Aretta gasping were slowly replaced by the noise of the street outside while Tannah continued to drag her tongue along her slick fold, tasting her, smelling her, groping her strong butt while her orgasm slowed, her cunt stroking across her open mouth.

"You are an exceptional lover," Aretta sighed, caressing Tannah's sweat-moistened forehead while she sucked her arousal off of her thrusting wet seam.

"... and an okay general," she teased. Tannah bit playfully at her labia and dug her nails into her buttocks as Aretta smiled down at her.

Then Tannah's hands shot up into her armpits and Aretta shrieked from an onslaught of tickles.

They spent most of the day alone together, enjoying some quiet hours, before finally leaving to attend the Silgan play.

Tovan and a group of men, eager to prove their worth to Tannah, found them and followed them to the performance.

By the time they reached the seating area Tannah was already bored of explaining how her and Balter were now, officially, divorced, and why she wasn't, as of yet, looking for a new husband.

"Aretta is my husband now," she'd been tempted to say a few times, knowing they wouldn't even comprehend such a thing.

"I'm not interested in settling down right now," and, "I don't think I'll be starting a family soon," were statements that just generated more questions, and by the time they were seated and the opening act was about to begin Tannah was already feeling mentally exhausted by her would-be suitors.

The performers used a large wooden stage with a roof over it and the seating area around it had some sheltered platforms that Tannah, her four guardians, and her closest company all occupied.

She had to argue a little with Garol and Larodden over Tovan being allowed to sit with them, and somehow Laeldeus ended up beside her with Tovan between her and Aretta.

As the play began it was apparent that someone wanted Laeldeus to win her affection, but Tannah just nodded in acknowledgement to all of his little attempts to woo her, and quietly contemplated Tovan's scaled hand, and how it could so easily slide down into her underwear from where he was sitting.

The Broken Sword was a mostly fair adaptation of the Silgan migration, she decided, not that she would change it.

There were a couple points where the audience booed at the representation of her, and parts where they cheered.

Silga figured prominently in their tale, acting as a mentor to her after his capture, and slowly winning her over, convincing her to kill Kalok in a scene that was far more heroic than her actual duel with him.

In their telling of it, it was the combined strength of Silga's people, and her own, reformed mercenary army, that defeated the Weyrvurns and the Siegans on their trek to Turmadond.

Tannah watched her men go between standing up and shouting at the stage in support of their general and applauding loudly, and found herself feeling thankful, simply that they weren't focusing on her.

Despite its omissions and inaccuracies, Tannah decided that she was happy with the performance, which painted her more as an agent of Hanmer, gone rogue, than the cautious and apolitical creature that she really was.

The Badgers deserved a little more credit for their part, and Tannah could tell that Galgorah under-sold the amount of suffering that the whole adventure had caused.

But, something else bothered her about it, something she couldn't quite put into words in her mind.

She found herself wondering how many of her men felt remorse for all the violence. They'd all done what they had to of course. No war, or skirmish, was ever bloodless.

Tannah did it because she was good at it, but there were always those who lived to take life.

Her quiet reverence was shattered by an outburst of roaring applause and when she looked up she could see a huge man with a crushed, pulpy red face staring down at the crowd while men on horses slaughtered knights all around him.

Tannah closed her eyes hard and when she opened them the spectre of Gavwen was gone, replaced by the male actor who portrayed her on her horse at the battle of badger hill.

She realized that she was squeezing Tovan's hand, her palm sweating.

She turned toward him, seeing Aretta peering past his broad chest, her hand on his knee.

"Let's go, I need to go," Tannah said, feeling a little faint.

Laeldeus and her four bodyguards followed her, Aretta, and Tovan out of the theater.

Despite it being fairly late at night the street wasn't too dark. Something about the swamp air and the near-full moon caused a pale haze to hang over the town, illuminating its nights.

"What's the matter, General, are you alright?" Laeldeus asked as she marched down the hauntingly lit street.

Tannah whipped around to face the young captain of the guard.

"I'll give you two guesses before I answer that, and if you get both wrong I'll kindly ask you never to talk to me again," Tannah spat.

Laeldeus froze, and despite the twilight she could tell he was turning wan under her gaze.

"You didn't like the play did you," he answered with a grimace.

"It was... urrgh, just leave me alone," Tannah said, turning on her heel and taking Tovan by the hand as she stormed away.

"Aren't you proud of what you've accomplished?!" Laeldeus shouted after her.

Tannah stopped in place and turned to face him again.

"Proud?!" she asked, moving between Garol and Ryendol on her way back toward him. "What's to be proud of?!"

"Y-you, saved the Silgan people... you thrashed those..." he began.

"We brutalized and removed a whole colony of people from their home and forced them to live under our boot heels because the Bristelkeeran's wanted their land!" Tannah hissed, shoving Laeldeus backward in anger.

"If you can't see what's wrong with that perhaps you deserve your new bullcrap posting! You may feel pride for your ability to upend, or ruin others, but I'm through with it!"

Laeldeus looked pale under her gaze, her hands tightly balled at her sides.

Tannah realized that more than anything she wanted a reason to kick the young man's arse.

She took a deep breath, and found that she was shaking.

She turned and stormed off, her guards walking after her with Aretta and Tovan keeping pace.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Aretta asked, touching her hand gently as they walked.

Tannah took another deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Yes," she answered. There was a long silence.

"Do you miss him?" she asked. Tannah glanced up at her.

"Do I ..." she searched for an answer for just a second. "Who? ... wait, my ex-husband? Is that who you mean?" she asked, then laughed.

"I never loved him," she admitted.

"He was marvelous in bed," she said, raising an eyebrow and placing her hands on her hips as she thought back on all the sex.

"Aye, he was," Aretta remarked. "Though I think Tovan's better," she snickered, peeking over at the lizard man slinking beside them.

When they entered the bottom floor of the inn they were bombarded by the noise of bar patrons.

"... and her cunt was as silk while she drew forth me milk, and I'll never find a woman so fine ... hey!" one of them belted out while the serving wenches tried to shoo him toward the back door, spilling ale.

Tannah stared at the drunken man and hoped to the gods that she'd never touched him in all her travels.

"Hey, General," a man called out gruffly from one of the nearby tables. "Come have a drink!" he said as she looked his way, seeing a lithe, handsome guy, sitting with a large group of men she recognized from her company.

Tannah turned toward Aretta who was grinning mischievously at Tovan as he dug his claw into her shoulder. She smiled slyly, sensing that the two were ready for more fun.

"You can go ahead if you want," Tannah said, leaning against the bar counter.

Tovan tasted the air and cocked his head at her.

"You aren't coming upstairs?" Aretta asked, looking concerned.

"I need to think," Tannah said, reaching out and squeezing Aretta's hand.

"Alright, we'll be waiting," she said with a wink as Tovan tugged at her arm and led her up the stairs.

Tannah smirked at the two as they went off to indulge some more while the men at the table before her tried to get her attention again.

"Come here General," another man said.

Tannah turned toward him, approached the long table and pulled out a chair, sitting down across from him.

She couldn't recall where he'd worked for her but she was certain he'd worn her colors.

"Get the lady an ale!" a big man shouted at the serving girl.

"Oh knock it off, I'm not drinking," Tannah said, provoking a round of boos from the men at the table.

"So, we've heard a rumor that you've recently come unwed," the young guy said with a kind smile while a few other men chuckled.

Tannah rolled her eyes.

"And your plan was to leverage my wits from me with beer so you could get into my pants?" Tannah said, crossing her arms.

"Well, I was hoping to use my good looks, but thought the beer might give the others a chance," he said with a shrug as the other men laughed and slapped him on the back.

"Weren't you attending that play tonight?" Akhon asked, taking a swig of ale and then setting his mug down.

"I was," Tannah answered, "I left early, I already know the end," she said. Some of the men chuckled softly.

"Did you hate it?" a burly warrior asked, leaning forward in his chair.

Tannah let out a sigh and leaned back, her gaze wandering a little as she tried to find the words for what she felt.

"It was ... good," Tannah said, sighing again.

The men were quiet.

"Then why'd you leave?" the handsome one asked.

"Had to have a piss?" one of them asked.

"Had to puke? You aren't with child are you?" another asked.

"No ... no!" Tannah scolded.

There was another brief silence and then Akhon spoke again.

"Begging your pardon General, uhh ... milady, but I've heard the play is a lot of fish guts," he said.

At least four guys at the table chimed in with "yeah,"'s of agreement.

"It's not accurate, they got you wrong, they got us all wrong ... well, those who were in it, hehe," one of them chuckled.

"Of course it's inaccurate," Tannah said. "Do you think the plays about Hanmer's father were accurate?" she asked, looking around the table.

The men sort of scratched their heads as they thought about it.

"It was a good play..." Tannah said, taking a deep breath and grinding her teeth a little.

"It just wasn't right," she continued. "What we did wasn't right..."

There was more silence.

Some of the men, including Akhon, looked like they were biting their tongues.

Some of them looked angry, even resentful.

"After all that..." the big warrior to Tannah's right said.

"For all we've done for you, you come in here and say that," he said, looking at Tannah with rage behind his eyes.

"You did..." Tannah started.

"Shut up, General!" the man barked. "Look, I only risked my life for the money, and cos you have a nice arse and pretty tits, I never gave a fuck whether we were doing right."

"No-one asked me, no-one explained the details of why we were there. Obey, get paid, that's the law of the land, and THAT'S what this country is about!" he roared, standing up like he was ready to fight.

Tannah shot to her feet, staring him down and ready to get between her guards if they tried to pull their weapons on him.

He stared back at her as she looked him in the eyes, feeling his anger course through her own fingers.

"I agree with you... soldier," she hissed through her teeth. "We did GREAT things, for CRAP reasons, and I'm fucking pissed!"

The big man's jaw tensed. He looked left and right at the other men sitting at the table near him, then brushed some of his hair away from his face and sat down awkwardly.

"I need that, that-that will to stand. I need your anger, so please... don't drown it in ale," Tannah said.

"Well then what the fuck are we supposed to do with it, general?" Akhon asked.

Tannah focused on him and set her hands on the table. She looked left and right at her guards.

She couldn't ask them for what she really wanted at that moment.

She couldn't ask them to help her overthrow the monarchy and fix the country whether it wanted to be fixed or not, to grab the reins of power and steer the kingdom themselves.

At least, not with the royal guard watching, she couldn't.

"Use it on me. Take the king's favorite new whore out behind this building and fuck her like she's yours," Tannah purred, their sudden cheer of approval cutting her off before she could say more.

The handsome man across from her stood up, and then the rest of them arose as he walked around the table, grabbed Tannah around the waist and hoisted her up onto one shoulder.

Her bodyguards started to follow but she waved them off.

"Fuck off Garol," she said, glancing back at the group of men, sitting around the table and staring in disbelief as she was carried toward the door.

"Tannah, it's my..." Garol started to say back.

"If you say the word duty to me one more fucking time!" Tannah yelled as she went out the door slung over the tall man's shoulder.

She saw Garol roll his eyes and saw Larodden sit at the bar while a crowd of men followed after her.

"I'm yeoman Shan, by the way," the guy carrying Tannah said as he took her behind the building, clapping his hand over her ass and squeezing it through her pants while the others watched with smiles on their hairy faces.

"Yeah? This is just like sparring Shan, don't hold back," she said as she bounced on his shoulder, her ass-cheek pinched between his long fingers.

He rounded the side of the building and brought her to a slightly tree-covered area behind it and set her down, pressing her against the back wall of the inn and yanking at her belt, untangling it roughly and whipping it through its hoops.

He knelt and dragged her pants down over her hips, exposing her hairy pussy as the crowd of horny men surrounded her, watching as Shan pulled her tunic up and put his hands on her breasts.

"Ahh," Tannah sighed as he groped her tits and thrust his bulge against her naked mons. Tannah felt her cunt moisten the man's trousers while the others stood around them, staring lustfully while Shan sucked on her neck.

"You're really in for it now, general," a man chuckled while Tannah humped Shan's groin, her clitoris swelling as she drew wetness along the hard shape of his penis.

"Oh I know I am," Tannah sighed, thrusting against Shan's aroused member while his hands kneaded her breasts. "Are you all excited to give it to me?" she asked, provoking cheers and hoots of elation.

"Undo my belt, whore," Shan said, setting off laughter as Tannah reached down and untied his trousers, pushing them over his hips, his cock springing free and rubbing along Tannah's wet cleft while Shan pressed his mouth to hers and kissed her forcibly.

Tannah's pussy rubbed along the shaft of Shan's member as it grew firm between her thighs, his tongue thrusting through her lips while the others whispered and took bets about how long he would last inside her.

Then she felt the glans of his penis stab through her flower and stroke up into her vagina while he held her pinned to the wall, her chest and groin exposed, her ankles tethered together by her leggings.

"Mhh ..." Tannah moaned into Shan's mouth, blushing as the others watched him pump his hips and drive his slick rod into her, his balls slapping her sex as his prick reached through her wet squeeze.

"Mhh mmmhh mhhh!" Tannah squealed as the pace of his shoves increased, his cock striking rapidly into her pussy, its tip engorging as it punched deep into her slippery crush.

A cheer went up around them as the other men watched Shan fuck her against the inn wall, and Tannah dug her fingernails into his ribs as he kissed her, his long prick pushing her labia apart as it surged along her groove and sank into her sex.

"Do you think she knows how to suck?" one of them asked as Shan's tongue moved ravenously in Tannah's mouth, his erection hard, gliding through the press of her cunt muscles, pulling her juices out along its length and moistening her pussy lips.

"Let's find out," Shan said, pulling away, taking Tannah by the hair, yanking his aroused penis from the grip of her vagina, dragging her to her knees.

"Ahhh," Tannah gasped as Shan pulled at her hair and held her head down, her eyes following a strand of precum that dangled from the bulb of his erection.

Tannah opened her mouth in expectation, humping the air, her wet sex exposed, her pants around her ankles and her nipples erect atop her bare breasts.

Shan's slippery prick slid across her tongue and through her lips and she closed her mouth around his member, bobbing her head and sucking his shaft.

"Ohhh, you've no idea how long I've wanted to tell you to suck my cock, general," Shan groaned as his manhood stroked between her tongue and palate, pulsing and sweet with her cream.

The other men laughed and made jokes as they watched Tannah pull her mouth along his member.

Tannah shivered with arousal, feeling Shan's penis pulse as it slid over her tongue.

"She's pretty fucking good at this," he laughed, "go on Orlen, put her backside to use," he said, thrusting through Tannah's lips, his cock head flaring as it reached into her throat.

Tannah grasped Shan's pelvis and raised her butt to waist height then felt Orlen's hands touch her naked hips, her nose crushed against Shan's pubic bone while Orlen grabbed and spread her buttocks.

"Just so we're clear you asked for this," Orlen grunted, driving his stiffened penis through Tannah's clenched sex, cleaving her labia wide around his base.

Tannah gagged and coughed through her nose, salivating around Shan's prick, drooling hot saliva down his balls while Orlen's aroused tip retreated and struck through her vagina, prising her muscles wide around its girth as his pelvis slapped her butt.

"Mhmm mhh mmhh..." Tannah grunted on Shan's surging wet member.

"Goddess yes, fuck that bitch," a burly man rumbled while Tannah took it from both ends.

"I've always wanted to see a lady get defiled like this," someone else laughed while Orlen and Shan's cocks pushed up her throat and cunt.

"Tannah's no lady," one of the men chortled as Tannah's ass shook from the clap of Orlen's thighs, her breasts quivering as Shan drew his slick penis back through her lips and then thrust over her tongue.

"Suck it all up Tannah," Shan groaned, forcing his stiff prick into her throat and letting her gag on its bell-end, her face turning red while her butt quaked and Orlen's slick rod surged through her slippery cunt.

Tannah grasped Shan's wrist to hold herself up and lessen the tug at her scalp as his smooth cock dragged through her lips and slid into her mouth, its bulb throbbing between her tongue and palate as she sucked its rounded end and then felt it reach back, choking her.

Tannah moaned around Shan's thrusting, hard penis, feeling her pussy squeeze Orlen's length as it poked deep, splaying her flower against his balls as they slapped her sex and drew away wetter and wetter.

She thought about Aretta and Tovan in their room making love while she was out here, completely unprotected, and unsupervised.

This was the kind of sex she deserved right now, she thought, her ass stinging from the beat of Orlen's naked hips, his member swelling wider as it stroked up her cunt and pulled back, massaging the inside of her vagina and making her clit pulse between her parted labia.

She wanted to be used the way she'd used them, she thought as Shan's cock pumped over her tongue, frothing her saliva until it hung from his shaft and dangled off her chin, her tits twirling beneath her and her knees shaking as Orlen pounded her pussy from behind.

Then Shan pulled his wet prick out of her mouth and Tannah gasped, her breasts quivering from the rapid blows of Orlen's body.

Shan held her head up and she saw all the eyes on her and her face burned red, spit hanging off her bottom lip, her cunt pinching the hard rod driving through it while they watched.

"Can I have a turn?" Akhon asked as Orlen gripped her hips and pulled her pussy down the length of his penis, embedding himself there, his erect manhood swelling in her vagina.

She felt Orlen shudder as his cock erupted, spitting hot seed up her cunt while her ass pressed against his lap and Shan stroked his penis, still holding her by the hair.

"Everyone's getting a turn," Tannah gasped as Orlen's prick pulsed and squirted through her tightened sex, his balls against her labia, constricting as he ejaculated.

"Ohhh... fuck," Orlen groaned, his member throbbing as he released his load, pulling the flared head of his cock out of Tannah and letting his orgasm flow from her open cunt and drip off of her labia as he sprayed her butt.

"You already came in her?" one of them scoffed.

Orlen slapped Tannah's naked ass as Shan pulled her head down again and pushed his penis back into her mouth.

"Mmmhhnnngg!" Tannah gagged as Shan's prick pushed over her tongue and stuck in her throat.

He dragged her away from the wall with her mouth against his balls as the men argued about who would fuck her next. She thought about her exposed pussy, spread and drooling cum down its wet groove while they bickered and Shan drew his stiff penis back through her lips and started thrusting.

"Mhhnn nnhhh nnnggh, glllkkhh..." Tannah gagged, as the smooth underside of his shaft rode over her tongue and stroked into her mouth.

Another pair of hands grabbed her butt and a firm penis head pushed through her moist flower, gliding easily into her, his shaft coming back through her labia slick with Orlen's cum.

"Ohh fuck yes," the guy moaned as his cock pierced her wet cunt, its tip engorging in the clutch of her womanhood as she pressed her ass against his lap and felt her hole spread against his thick base.

The man shuddered as he drew his aroused penis back through her vagina and forced it deep with a shove, his fingers digging into her thighs as his erection pulsed and surged into her, his balls striking her naked sex.

"Mhh nnggllk gllukk glllk..." Tannah gurgled around Shan's thrusting member as she drove her butt against the man fucking her, feeling Orlen's cum dangle in sticky strands from her cunt as it stroked over the man's erect penis.

She clung to Shan's hips, milking his solid prick with her mouth, gagging and drooling hot saliva over her bottom lip and sucking along his length, feeling his head flare wide between her tongue and palate and then shoot a salty flood of liquid into her mouth.

Shan tightened his hold on her scalp, quivering as he came, the vein under his cock swelling against her bottom lip, pumping warm seed into her throat.

"Ohhh, yes... general, eat it all," he moaned as Tannah gulped back a mouthful before another rush of cum splashed her palate and surrounded his surging prick.

She whimpered and swallowed, her butt rippling from the clap of the other man's hips while his bell stroked snugly through the press of her vagina muscles, setting off a sharp orgasm and then flooding her cunt with an abrupt squirt.

"Ooooh I'm cumming inside you general," the guy said, his voice trembling as his penis stabbed deep and sprayed her cervix.

Shan dragged his wet prick through Tannah's lips, its tip dribbling fluid down her chin, spasming and sprinkling her open mouth while the guy behind her lodged his cock in her vagina and let it swell in her pinch.

"Ohhh yes ..." Tannah whimpered, her orgasm burning deep as the guy's manhood throbbed and his cum filled her, flowing down his balls and dripping down her thighs while her pussy gripped his rock hard shaft.

"Ooooh..." Tannah shuddered while Shan held her up against the man inside her, her body quivering, her nipples erect. He groaned and ejaculated one more time, his seed swelling in her cunt before he drew his slick member out of her.

Tannah stood upright and pulled her tunic over her head while warm cum dripped from her sex.

She pulled her feet out of her shoes and leggings while the group of men watched, many without pants, their cocks erect, stroking themselves from base to tip.

Tannah stared at the assortment of penises while she got naked, her cunt slick between her legs as their orgasms seeped through her pussy lips and ran down her thighs.

"Okay, who's next?" Tannah asked as she stood nude before all of them, red in the face and ready for more.

Akhon stepped forward and took Tannah by the hair, pulling her head down and thrusting his hard prick through her lips.

Tannah let his cock sink into her throat and dragged her mouth along his length, hearing him shiver as she sucked on his glans, pulling sweet precum off its tip.

A pair of strong hands gripped her ass and she felt her cunt part around someone's girthy member, its head pushing deep into her vagina, his balls touching her labia as it reached inside.

"Ohhh fuck... general," Akhon gasped driving into her throat, the tip of his penis gliding over her tongue and gagging her while the stranger behind her drew back and pumped his slick rod through her gripping cunt muscles.

Tannah blushed and swayed between the two, her ass beating against the guy behind as his prick poked up her sex, drawing warm cum through her flower while her mouth slid over Akhon's shaft, her breasts twirling beneath her.

"I think I love you," Akhon laughed, holding Tannah's head and driving his firm penis through her lips while the man gripping her butt stroked into her pussy with the thick tip of his erection, balls swinging against her splayed cunt.

"Crap..." the man cursed, yanking his aroused prick out of Tannah's vagina suddenly.

"Someone else take her for a bit, I'm going to burst too early if this keeps up," he said as Tannah's tongue and palate surged along Akhon's throbbing cock, drawing slick precum into her mouth while she salivated over his thrusting member.

"I'll take her," she heard a gruff voice say, recognizing it as captain Turic's before feeling his hard round penis bell drive her labia apart and strike deep into her vagina, her pussy muscles conforming around his solid prick, gripping its stalk as it retreated.

"Mmmhh," Tannah whimpered as her lips slid up against the base of Akhon's shaft, his pulsing girth compressing her tongue as this new long erection swelled and dragged toward her entrance then surged through her squeeze.

"I can't wait to make her mine," another voice said as Tannah drooled along Akhon's stiff prick and felt her butt bounce off of Turic's strong groin, his penis probing tightly into her cunt, pressed by her aroused muscles and slick with cum.

Akhon pulled his cock out of Tannah's mouth, holding her by the hair as she gagged and drooled over her bottom lip.

"Ahh... yes, use me..." Tannah groaned, her ass clapping against Turic's strong thighs as his penis stroked into her pussy, sending pleasurable thrills from the driving point of his member to the tips of her quivering tits.

Tannah spat saliva off of her lip and then grimaced as Akhon pushed his slippery prick over her tongue again, thrusting its swollen head across her palate while Turic's driving rod stimulated her cunt into another orgasm.

Her knees wobbled uncontrollably as she came, her pussy tightening around Turic's cock, milking its smooth length until it pulsed and erupted inside of her.

"Nnnghh!" Tannah whimpered around Akhon's penis, feeling Turic grip her hips and shoot warm cum through the pinch of her vagina muscles, her clitoris throbbing in sync with the flow of his seed.

"Nnnhh mmmh!" Turic growled, his erection swelling as he flooded Tannah's pussy, hips jerking with each pump of his orgasm, his shaft wet between her labia, his tip surging deep and spitting into her while hot saliva welled around the hard member gliding across her tongue.

"Gods that felt good," Turic shuddered, pulling his prick through Tannah's moist slit, letting his cum drool from her open flower, slapping her naked butt with the palm of his hand while Akhon's tip probed into her throat and her spit ran down his balls.

"Good luck not lettin' loose inside that vise of a cunt," Turic chortled, causing a round of laughter to erupt from all around while Tannah blushed and sucked along Akhon's hard prick, feeling its bell engorge as it surged gently through the press of her tongue.

"I was gonna fuck you but I think I rather like watchin' them take turns at your pretty backside... general," Akhon grumbled, his penis throbbing as it slid into her mouth, frothed saliva dangling from her chin as its bulb stroked into her throat.

Tannah gripped Akhon's hips and swallowed spit as her lips pulled down his long wet member and her cunt gaped, dripping cum down its furrow.

"Go on, who's next?" Akhon called out, his fist tugging at her hair and her nose against his groin, starting more laughter as his manhood pulsed against her tongue.

Another man took Tannah by the hips and rubbed the bell of his cock along her wet flower before driving it into her.

"Ohh fuck..." a young man's voice trembled as he took Tannah with brisk hip strokes, his penis gliding through the pinch of her cunt, firm with arousal, spreading her tight around his base as his balls struck her sex.

"Gods she's wet," the young guy laughed as he fucked her, the tip of his manhood reaching a little deeper with every thrust.

Tannah stroked the underside of Akhon's prick with her tongue and palate, her cheeks burning as the young warrior's hands roamed up the small of her back, his stiff cock pumping through her moist labia, her tits clapping together as he had her.

Then he muttered a curse and withdrew, pulling the bell of his penis through her tightened cunt muscles. Tannah felt goosebumps flare up all over her and she humped the air while Akhon held her, his member slippery with precum and mouth juices, his tip sliding into her throat and swelling wide as it retreated.

Another man took the young guy's place and Tannah felt a girthy prick stab into her cunt as his rough hands spread her bottom. The guy moaned as he started thrusting into her, lubricating his cock with Turic's seed and the moisture from her sex, his length engorging fully as it stroked up her pussy.

"Mhh," Tannah moaned around Akhon's shaft, feeling a tingle in her groin as this man's firm member surged through her vagina, tip flaring like it would burst any moment, probing through the press of her cunt muscles while the men around them chatted and whistled and masturbated.

She had never let a gang of men have her quite like this, she realized as she sucked the smooth length of Akhon's cock as its head drew back toward her lips, aroused and slick with precum.

Even when she was an actual whore she'd only been with two or three at a time.

Her clitoris pulsed and her vagina clenched around the penis gliding through her walls as Akhon shuddered and his hot salty seed squirted across her tongue.

"Ahhh..." he groaned, his glans swelling as he sprayed her palate, his member throbbing between her lips while the guy behind her drove his length through Turic's load, balls beating her wet cleft.

"Ohhh gods Tannah..." Akhon sighed, his cock pulsing, his orgasm flooding around her teeth and flowing down her throat as she drank it back.

Tannah heard the man inside her start to gasp as his nicely stroking prick started to swell and squirt in the grip of her silky wet cunt. He growled and clung to her naked ass, balls slapping crisply against her splayed pussy as he and Akhon came in her together, their veins engorging with seed in the clutch of her mouth and sex.

She shivered with pleasure in-between them as their cum spurted up her vagina and pumped over her tongue.

"Well fuck... there I go," the guy behind her shuddered, his cock still pulsing as her pussy gripped him, his orgasm swelling around the point of his member as it struck toward her cervix.

Tannah swallowed Akhon's load as he pulled the drooling bulb of his penis through her lips, holding her head up as she gasped and rocked her hips, milking the other guy's prick as it slid up her cunt, pulsing softly in her squeeze and releasing the last of his orgasm.

"I'm ready to loose my whole quiver just watching her," one of the men said as Akhon helped her stand upright again, a flood of hot cum pouring down her thigh as the man behind her slipped out.

She turned and knelt before the younger guy who'd been inside her before, grasping his erect penis and stroking it with both hands while she gazed up at him.

"Oh fuck... Tannah..." he moaned as she pumped both fists along his cock and watched his face twitch, her fingers running up against the ridge of his glans while it flared wide, an inch from her mouth.

He looked around nervously at the others, putting a shaking hand on Tannah's head and trying to hold back, then failing as his cock erupted, pouring milky seed over her thumb and splashing her face as she spread her lips to catch his orgasm.

The men cheered and laughed as he squirmed and came on Tannah's mouth, his prick throbbing between her palms as she gripped it, stroking from base to tip and feeling his warm cum strike her palate and drool along her tongue.

Tannah felt her clit pulse and moisture flow along her groove as he sighed and ejaculated into her open mouth, shooting thick streams from the swollen end of his penis that sprayed her lips, dropping warm pearls onto her breasts and chin while she tilted her head back to contain it all.

Then as she shut her eyes to keep his seed out of them someone else grabbed her by the hips and picked her up.

"Ahhh!" Tannah squealed in surprise, scrabbling until her feet touched the earth and her hand touched the wooden wall in front of her.

Someone spread her butt cheeks with his palms and rubbed his cock along the crack of her ass while she held her arms out, her heels apart.

"You made me spar against your girlfriend for seven days in a row once," the guy behind her said, thrusting the bell of his prick across her butthole, smearing it with precum and pressing her cheeks together around its firm shaft while other men reached under her and grabbed at her tits.

"It was humiliating, so now I'm gonna fuck your arse, general," he said, his aroused bulb swelling wide as he pressed it into her butt.

"Ahhh ... nnnhh!" Tannah groaned, feeling his head flare erect as it pushed through her tight hole, her ass clenching around its hard girth as it slid into her and his hairy groin touched her splayed butt cheeks.

Tannah wiped cum away from her eyes, wincing as his erection stood firm inside her ass, dragging back through the pinch of her butthole until its aroused tip pulled at the taut ring of muscles and then surged up into her again.

"Ahhh, ahhh, mmmmhh," Tannah moaned as his cock stroked through her asshole, her cheeks spread wide around his hard shaft as it slid up her butt, pulsing rhythmically.

Cum dripped off of her face and down her neck while hands groped her breasts, her nipples stiff in their palms as they pinched her areolas. Balls slapped her strained butthole and her vagina throbbed, expelling warm seed down her leg as the man who was having her gripped her waist and drove the round bell of his penis deep into her ass.

"You got some stones stickin' her there Dolander," another man said with a laugh as Tannah blushed and bit her lip, feeling her butt quiver and Dolander's smooth cock glide through her tight asshole, its tip throbbing as it reached into her.

"I probably deserve it," Tannah moaned, playing into Dolander's revenge fantasy and shoving her ass against his groin, taking his firm prick into herself, letting it cleave her cheeks apart as she pushed her butthole tightly around the base of his member.

"Ahhh ahhh ahhh!" Tannah gasped as his hips beat against her bottom and his cock pushed up her arse, her cunt drooling cum as his firm rod pumped into her, her clit swelling as his shaft engorged to fullness in the pinch of her asshole.

"Are you ready for me to shoot into your tight little bum, general?" Dolander huffed, his balls slapping her hole as his penis surged through its clench, throbbing in tandem with her pussy, its tip surging deep and retreating.

"Please... give me what I deserve," Tannah sighed, thrusting her butt against his lap, her ass muscles stroking his prick until it swelled suddenly and squirted into her.

"Ahhh..." she gasped, feeling his penis slide up her butt, pulse with cum and glide back through her cheeks, slick with his orgasm.

Tannah grabbed her dripping wet cunt and stroked her slit, shuddering as she fingered her swollen bud and felt her butthole drag along the length of Dolander's surging wet member, its vein throbbing as he climaxed.

She shivered and nearly came as the head of his cock pulled through her tightly clenched asshole, squirting her butt crack as it popped out, his seed pouring over the lips of her cunt and her finger knuckles as she rubbed along her groove.

Tannah looked over her shoulder at the group, blushing as her ass and pussy gaped, her nipples firm between their fingers.

"Does anyone else have a score to settle?" she asked, shoulders trembling as men squeezed and kneaded her breasts and buttocks.

A broad-shouldered warrior squeezed through the crowd and took Tannah by the ass, pushing the fat head of his cock between her cheeks.

"Ohh!" Tannah whimpered as his throbbing erect tip slid through her strained and aching asshole, his pole gliding through its clench until she felt the full length of him, solid and aroused within her.

She gritted her teeth and curled her toes, sighing as he drew his hard penis back through her butthole and drove it into her with a slap.

"My name is Fulstes," the big guy grunted, pumping his long prick into her, his shaft slick with Dolander's cum, his big balls pummeling her splayed ass while his rod stroked up her hole.

"I know you don't know my name, cos I'm just a freeman with some pike skills and not much else," he said as he drove his firm member through Tannah's pinching butt muscles, its point gliding deep and making her rise onto her heels and shudder from the fullness.

"But right now, I'm the guy who's fuckin' ya in the arse ..." he growled, his penis swelling, stretching her asshole around its girth as he slid up to his base in her.

The men laughed and cheered and groped Tannah's breasts while Fulstes cock slid through her tight ass, prising her wide around its wet stalk, his balls beating hard against her butt crack while her pussy dripped arousal.

"... I think you're a dirty, rich whore!" Fulstes groaned, the point of his prick reaching into her and throbbing as he came abruptly, his warm load shooting deep into her, surrounding his erect shaft while it thrust through her slick butthole.

Tannah's clit pulsed and her ass squeezed Fulstes ejaculating penis as she started to orgasm from the abuse, her cunt drooling a strand of moisture down her trembling thigh as she shook and turned red.

"I think she's enjoying it," someone said, setting off an outburst of laughter that nearly concealed the noisy slap of Fulstes' balls against Tannah's asshole.

Tannah laughed and blushed, her tits crushed in a younger warrior's hands while Fulstes gripped her hips, his stones slick with his seed, pounding against her butt while his cock pulsed and drove through her clenching muscles.

"Ahh..." Tannah gasped, wincing as Fulstes buried his wet prick in her arse and unloaded, her hole gripping the girthy base of his manhood while he finished, throbbing gently in her pinch.

"Ahh haahhh..." she whimpered when he yanked the slippery bulb of his cock through her asshole, her knees wobbling so violently that she sank into a crouch, her ass drooling cum while she clutched her slippery sex.

Men grabbed her by the arms and lifted her to her feet, dragging her backwards and setting her bare butt on the cold earth while she vibrated in ecstasy.

They pulled her legs apart as another young fighter with an erect penis stepped up between her shivering thighs, thrusting the underside of his manhood along her wet groove while the crowd grabbed at her naked tits and held her arms.

"I thought about your girlfriend with every woman I fucked on campaign," the young man admitted, gripping her by the hips while she squirmed, thrusting the bell of his prick through her moist flower.

Tannah fought the grabbing hands all around her just for the thrill of resisting, and she blushed deeply as they held her in place with their fellow warrior embedded between her legs, her cunt pinching his hard penis while she glared up at him and bit her lip, staring defiantly.

He smirked and put his hands over her breasts, pumping his hips, driving his smooth cock through her taut vagina muscles, his balls slapping her wet labia while warm cum trickled from her ass.

"Ahh ahhh ahhh... grrhhh!" Tannah growled, watching helplessly while the young guy parted her slick sex around his length with graceful surges of his body.

"You're all mine now and there's nothing you can do about it, general," he huffed, his aroused tip cleaving deep into her cunt while his thumbs and fingers squished her bare tits.

The others cheered and held her twisting wrists and ankles while the young warrior taunted her, his penis stroking through the slick lips of her pussy while her hips bucked, driving his swollen tip deeper in her vagina.

Tannah arched her back and spread her toes, feeling chills of pleasure in her groin as the beautiful youth pushed her cunt apart with the girth of his prick, her clit pulsing with arousal as his member stabbed through her press, lubricated and rigid.

"Ready to have my babies, Tannah?" the guy sighed, his balls slapping her minora while his shaft stroked into her, his engorged head flaring wide as her vagina squeezed its sides.

"Mmmm hmm," Tannah growled, nodding enthusiastically, blushing and biting her lip, her hands balled into fists and her thighs clamped around his surging hips, ready to feel the throb of his orgasm deep inside.

The men laughed again as they watched Tannah take him, shamelessly driving against his balls, thrusting her slick pussy up the shaft of his cock and quivering with pleasure as he dragged back through her wet folds, her nipples hard between his knuckles while her chest reddened.

Then as her pelvis rolled forward his slick penis pulled out of her and on his next shove she felt it glide through her cum slicked butt cheeks and slide up her ass.

"Ahhh!" Tannah gasped as his fully erect length struck up her butt, standing hard as it swelled and squirted, his seed flowing in powerful spurts up its thick vein.

"Too bad... this is where whores get it," he shuddered, causing an uproar of men's voices while Tannah's hips continued to rock forward and back, milking the young man's cock with her tightened butthole, feeling his member pulse in her grip.

Her vagina clenched and her moisture flowed from her open pussy while the young handsome man shot his load deep in her ass, his fingers gripping her breasts while the others held her spread out beneath him.

"I wanna go next," one of the others said while the young guy's prick throbbed in the clutch of Tannah's asshole and withdrew.

"Ahh," Tannah whimpered as his flared tip pulled through her taut ring, letting a flood of cum roll down her tailbone while he stood up, his fingers gliding over her areolas one last time before he backed away.

"You've already had her," someone argued as Tannah blushed and humped the air, her ass spread against the cold ground, her butthole throbbing as it leaked warm seed into the dirt.

"Yes, but I'm ready to go again," the other one said as another burly warrior pushed through the crowd and between Tannah's legs, prising her knees apart and grasping her squirming hips as he set his huge cock on her mons.

"I'm the one who's going to get you with child, general," the big guy growled, his hips rocking back and the head of his penis finding her entrance, its tip parting her and sinking deep in her wet vagina.

"Oh? What makes you so special?" Tannah moaned, spreading her legs willingly and letting his fully erect prick glide into her while the others gripped her arms.

"I'm known for it," he huffed, drawing the broad bell of his cock back through Tannah's tight cunt and driving into her with a hard slap.

"Already impregnated two whores this year," he grunted, his slick member stroking through Tannah's pussy, making her blush deepen and her muscles tighten around his surging girth while her tits quivered from the beat of his hips, his big balls pummeling her flower.

"Are you ready?" he growled, his stones clapping across her wet sex as his long rod pushed her vagina muscles apart, his head flared inside her, striking near her cervix.

"Ooooh yeah, I'm ready, plant your seed in my belly!" Tannah moaned, driving her hips against him, her slick cunt squeezing his hard penis, stroking him from base to point while he gripped her waist and pumped into her.

She felt the head of his erection swell and shoot as it slid through the grip of her vagina and her clit throbbed and she came suddenly on his pulsing cock, twisting her arms in the holds of the men around her.

The burly man groaned as he thrust his member deep and flooded her pussy with his seed, his balls slapping rhythmically against her splayed labia as his girth cleaved her lips apart, lubricating her cunt with his orgasm.

"Ohhhh yes..." Tannah shivered, feeling the burly man's cum pulse up his prick, her climax making her tighten around his surging wet length.

Then the tip of his penis slipped out of her pussy and showered her breasts and stomach while his slippery rod rode along her drooling cleft.

"She's going to look like a sweet roll when we're done," a man joked as the guy came on Tannah's body, his cock spitting hot globs onto her bare tits while his wet shaft smeared it in her bush.

Tannah laughed and orgasmed against the thrusting wet underside of his penis, her limbs quaking while her men held her, watching the big guy's cum rain on her chest and ooze over her hairy mons, cursing among themselves.

The burly man stood up and backed away, his penis still dripping and his knees wobbly.

Then Tannah heard a window slide open on an upper floor of the inn.

She looked up and saw Aretta lean out of it, her bare tits dangling.

Her eyes focused on Tannah, spread out naked among a throng of guys.

She likely couldn't see the cum splashed on Tannah's breasts or flowing down the cleft of her sex from where she stood but the blush on her face and the naked men holding her arms with their pricks standing aroused, definitely gave the situation away.

"Tannah, what in the hell are you doing?! Get away from her you lot, that's my cunt you're fucking with," she swore.

The group released Tannah's arms and she sat up, and started fixing her hair while she wondered what her lover would do next.

"It was just a little fun," one of the men behind her pleaded as Aretta glared down at Tannah from the window with Tovan leaning over her shoulder.

"Yeah?! Great, because I'm going to have fun beating you senseless in a few minutes when I come down there to reclaim my wife!" Aretta barked, turning around and shutting the window.

The men gathered around Tannah all looked at her nude figure, kneeling between them with their cum streaming down her thighs.

A few of them still had their cocks in their hands. Some of them were already dispersing or pulling up their pants.

"She said you've got a few minutes..." Tannah said, looking at the men still standing around her.

A couple of them stepped closer, stroking their aroused pricks, and Tannah watched them eagerly while the others followed, aiming their cocks at her face.

One of them shuddered and Tannah felt a splash of warm liquid against her jaw. She turned toward it and caught a stream of salty seed in her open mouth, gagging a little as it shot into her throat.

The man stepped a little closer, spraying Tannah's palate with cum as she extended her tongue, feeling his load pool around her teeth as it squirted from his bulbous tip, sprinkling her lips and dripping onto her breasts.

Tannah closed her mouth and swallowed his orgasm, turning and looking up at the man next to him, sticking her tongue out expectantly.

"You fucking whore," the man laughed, making Tannah grin as his seed splashed her lips and squirted over her tongue.

He shivered and squeezed his prick, pulling his knuckle up against its fat bulb and ejaculating in thick spurts against the roof of her mouth.

"Ahhh..." he groaned, while a man to her left unloaded suddenly, his hot cum striking her cheek and drooling over her areola while she drank back the last man's seed and turned to face him.

The man above her gasped and squirted the center of her face.

Tannah shut her eyes and laughed as he sprayed wildly, his seed washing over the flat of her tongue, dripping off of its tip and down her jaw.

Someone put a hand on her head and turned her toward himself and Tannah let the mouthful slide down her throat as he placed his cock on her tongue and pushed it through her lips.

Tannah closed her mouth around the bell of his prick and sucked, feeling it swell and squirt while the man groaned, coiling his fingers in her hair and thrusting through his load while he ejaculated.

"A little gift for Aretta..." he said, voice trembling while his shaft throbbed and his orgasm flowed through its vein, swelling around its engorged head.

"Go give her a kiss for me, will ya," he chuckled, his penis gliding through cum as the last of it spilled from its pulsing bulb.

Tannah pulled her mouth off the end of his cock, gulping back his salty orgasm and opening her mouth to let another man shoot hot streams of cum over her outstretched tongue.

"Ohh... fuck..." another one sighed, cumming abruptly while Tannah had her mouth open for someone else.

Seed splashed her palate while the outbursts of the other's orgasm struck her collar, running down between her naked breasts and over their curves while her mouth was filled with a hot pool of salty liquid.

Tannah swallowed and opened her mouth again, blushing as someone took her by the hair and drove his hard prick over her tongue, stroking through her lips and sighing while someone else splashed her bare buttocks with cum.

"Hhaahh..." the man in Tannah's mouth moaned, his penis swelling as she sucked its length and tasted the flood of his orgasm around it while her back was sprinkled and their seed dripped between the curves of her ass and over her tender butthole.

Tannah drank his slick load as it pumped forth in strong squirts, feeling another man start to cum on her back while she pulled hot seed over her tongue, feeling the man's bell flare as it withdrew through her lips.

Tannah gasped when her mouth was splashed by another shuddering, orgasming man and she opened wide to catch his cum, feeling most of it spray her nose and cheeks, sighing as it squirted into her mouth and against the inside of her cheek.

"Ahhh..." Tannah moaned, feeling sticky all over, swallowing thick seed and feeling it cling to her tongue and palate.

Tannah wiped her eyes and saw the men all standing around her, hastily pulling their trousers up with grins on their faces as their seed dripped off of their general's face and glazed her naked body.

She stood up, her nipples hard as she felt their orgasms drip off of her, watching them all get dressed before finally dressing herself.

Once she was clothed she noticed Aretta standing by with a frown on her face.

They started to walk around the building to the front of the inn, and then Tannah stopped.

"Hurrrrgh..." she coughed, vomiting into the bushes while Aretta stood near.

"So much for hiding the evidence," she laughed, looking up at Aretta, wiping a long strand of salty puke off of her bottom lip.

"I really can't let you out of my sight for a moment can I?" Aretta said, crossing her arms while Tannah gagged and threw up, her palm sweating against the trunk of a tall tree.

"Sorry ... hurrgh," she choked, knees shaking as she rid her stomach of the last of numerous orgasms.

"I can sleep on the floor if you need me to," she said, still feeling moist in many areas, knowing that bathing would likely have to wait till morning.

She stood upright, then squinted at someone standing off in the distance. For a moment she thought she was seeing a figure from her past. A tall, broad-shouldered silhouette, looking at her, a shadow of a certain bandit leader.

Had he been there, watching her, she wondered, feeling a chill up her spine.

"Are you okay?" Aretta asked. Tannah flinched at the cold caress of her fingers.

"Yeah," Tannah answered, looking at Aretta and then back at the street. The figure was gone.

"Good," Aretta said, "I'm glad."

There was a moment of silence between them as they stared out at the night, and the moon overhead.

"Pants down," Aretta told her.

"What?" Tannah said, seeing her pull out her phallus and put her legs through the harness.

"Pants down, I'm going to punish you, slut," she said.

Tannah did as she was told, biting her lip and loosening her belt. Her ass was still sore but she knew she deserved what was coming.

"Hands against the wall, and don't you dare touch yourself," Aretta demanded as two town militiamen approached on patrol.

Tannah lowered her pants, exposing her dark bush and her tender butt, blushing as the two men took notice.

She put her hands on the wall and felt Aretta rub the bulb of her cock along her butt crack, finding her asshole and pushing the hard round tip through her tightly swollen ring.

"Mmhh," Tannah whimpered as Aretta's penis slid up her ass, her aching butthole settling against her sculpted balls, her muscles squeezing its solid base as its hard length was thrust into her.

Aretta gripped Tannah by the hips and dragged her stony shaft back through her tightened asshole and then drove it deep, her girth cleaving her cheeks apart and her groin pressing between them.

Tannah felt her ass clench around her surging rod, its smooth surface already slick with the cum inside her.

"Oi, what's this about," one of the guards asked as Aretta pumped her firm cock through Tannah's tight ring, her hips beating noisily against her bare bottom.

"No rooms available inside?" one of them asked as Aretta's hard bell stroked deep into Tannah's ass and pulled back into the clutch of muscles just inside her.

"Lots of private places to have fun in this town," the first guard commented as Aretta's shaft drove Tannah's slick hole wide around its girth and dragged back through her clench.

"Yeah, but this whore needs to be taught a lesson," Aretta grunted, her ivory penis gliding through Tannah's asshole while the two men watched, her butt quivering from the beat of Aretta's hips.

For a moment Tannah thought she saw a glimmer of recognition in one of the guard's eyes as Aretta's prick surged into her, embedding itself in the squeeze of her ass while her pussy dripped cum down her thigh.

Perhaps it was better if he didn't know who she was, she thought.

"Well, I'm gonna have to ask you to take it inside, I'm afraid," the second guard said as Tannah looked at him, red in the face, her tits shaking in her coat as Aretta's cock struck through the pinch of muscles, her balls driving against her clenched butthole.

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather give her asshole a try yourself?" Aretta huffed, gripping her hips roughly, her broad bulb stroking through the cum-slicked crush of her arse.

"Mmmhh nnnhh..." Tannah whimpered as her asshole dragged over the wet length of Aretta's penis.

One of the men let out a groan as Tannah swayed against Aretta, her hands against the wall, toes curling in her shoes as her butthole stretched tightly around the girthy base of Aretta's cock and then pulled up against its hard tip.

"Fine, step aside," the guard on the right said, undoing his belt.

Tannah felt Aretta's wide penis head pull through the pinch of her asshole and she gasped, clit throbbing as her butt gaped and Aretta traded places with the man.

"You fuck who I say now, whore," Aretta told her as the man pressed his firm cock between Tannah's cheeks, sliding slowly through the aching ring and pushing into the squeeze of her ass.

"Mmmmh," Tannah winced as she felt the man's length grow firmer inside, its shaft swelling in her pinch as she curled her fingertips and fought the urge to touch her drooling cunt.

She was going to enjoy being Aretta's wife, she decided, staring at her and her erect ivory cock standing firm between her legs as the man behind her drew his pulsing prick back through her cheeks.

"Ahhh," Tannah sighed as the man's throbbing glans pumped deep into her butt, his balls crashing against her splayed bottom, his stony member retreating through the slippery grip of her asshole and then gliding into her clench.

She was going to enjoy it much more than belonging to the king, that was for certain.

"Don't you dare have an orgasm, whore," Aretta said as Tannah's face burned and her clitoris swelled, her cheeks clapping against the guard's naked groin as his prick stroked up her ass.

"Hurry up Yarren," the other guard complained as Tannah clenched around the guard's surging penis, feeling it harden in her pinch, its head flaring as it reached into her.

If only he knew who he was fucking, Tannah thought, gritting her teeth as he gripped her butt and drove his length up her ass, his balls slapping her stretched hole.

"Ahh... rrnnh..." Yarren groaned, his cock gliding through Tannah's tight butthole, his engorged tip swelling as it struck deep and started to erupt.

He left his prick embedded in her, his shaft pulsing in her squeeze as his orgasm flowed up its vein in gentle, rhythmic swells.

Tannah felt the tickle of an orgasm start to blossom in her cunt and she bit her lip, denying herself the pleasure for her wife's sake as the man holding her ejaculated, his balls pressed against her butthole and his erection throbbing between her cheeks.

"Ohhh, yeah..." Yarren shuddered, pulling his penis back through Tannah's tight ring as it throbbed and squirted, his bulb stretching her wide as it dragged through her strained muscles.

His cum splashed her butt cheek and drooled from her gaping asshole as he backed away, giving her bottom a longing squeeze with both hands, then slapping it hard making Tannah squeal.

"Alright, I didn't see a thing, behave now," Yarren said, putting his cock away.

Tannah stood up and turned around, and as she faced Aretta the strong blonde woman shoved her against the wall.

"Now, are you going to be a good girl?" she asked, curling two fingers through Tannah's exposed bush, stroking along her wet groove and through her flower as the cum slicking her butt dripped down her leg.

"Mmmh," Tannah whimpered, gripping Aretta's wrist as she held her by the hair, thrusting her stiffened clit between Aretta's finger knuckles as she took hold of her pussy.

"Are you?!" she hissed in Tannah's face, her fingertips dragging along the roof of her vagina.

Tannah thought about her lover, staring at her with intensity, her digits hooked up her cunt, and she thought about her other master, King Balondrus Hanmer, a weak monarch who had taken everything she'd built and made it his.

"Cum for me... now!" Aretta demanded, and Tannah let herself go, her nipples growing hard in her coat as her pussy tightened and stroked over her wife's curled fingers.

"Ahhhh..." she sighed, blushing intensely as her bare hips quivered, driving her cunt against Aretta's hand, cumming hard and feeling her juices spill between her knuckles.

"Are you going to keep being a naughty slut?!" Aretta asked as Tannah came, disregarding the few people roaming the street late at night and enjoying how her vagina squeezed Aretta's deeply embedded fingertips.

She thought about her wife and the tyrant who now owned her, and the mercenary company that was effectively no longer hers and as pleasure coursed from her groin she breathed a sigh and whispered back.

"Yes."

**** AUTHOR'S NOTE ****

Hello readers!

Thank you to everyone who stuck it out all the way to the end of Tannah the Warlord.

I want you to know that this is NOT the end of Tannah's story and I have plans for at least one more novel-length serial.

I'm not entirely certain what my timeline for that will look like, but I have a whole heap of other projects on their way, including "remasters" which are sort of like final edits of this whole series, in novel form, that I will be releasing.

I have a pile of short stories unrelated to the Tannah-verse that I'm itching to put out, and possibly a sci-fi series.

If you liked this series be sure to rate it and comment. Tell me what you liked and want to see more of in future chapters. Tell me what YOU think I should do next, because I have oh-so-many ideas.

As always, thanks for reading!