[GM] The bandit brings her to the slavers

The bandit decides to gag her as well to prevent the girl from screaming and attracting any unwanted attention. Dalisae wouldn’t even have run. Her bonds would prevent her from doing any more than hopping away.

They travel like this for almost a full day when they come upon a much larger camp. Many tents surround a central campfire and men of almost every race bustle around the place. Dalisae notices that it is indeed only men. Not a single female can be seen in the camp. She shudders, realizing what this means. He took her to the slaver’s camp.

The bandit marches straight for the central tent. Inside, she sees where some of the camp women are kept. Tied to saddles propped up on wooden posts are women of every variety being fucked by members of the company. Dalisae shudders. She hopes she’s set aside for sale; that way she might get a chance to escape. Being consigned to camp whore would all but seal her fate.

“Mabyn, I have brought a girl. She’s one of the virgin elves.”

One of the men looks up from his writing and regards the hog-tied Dalisae with a kind of hunger in his eyes. He stands and walks to examine you. He is an older human man with dark hair just going grey at the temples. A wicked scar marks the left side of his face. For all that, the girl can’t help but lock on to his sharp, blue eyes.

“Is she now...” The man the Bandit called Mabyn walks around to examine her folds the same way her captor had. She shivers again as his fingers explore her outer lips. “And she is. This is an excellent find, Bevan. You’ll be well compensated.”

Mabyn sticks his fingers in front of Dalisae’s mouth. She stares at them, not knowing what to do.

“Clean my fingers, girl.”

The man sounds impatient so she reaches out with her tongue to begin to lick them clean. He lets out a sigh and pushes his fingers into her mouth. She instinctively sucks them clean.

“She’s well and truly naive. Kaveh, get her into a cage. We’ll take her to market tomorrow.”

Another man tosses the elf over his shoulder. He carries her out of the main tent to one of the smaller shelters. Inside she sees rows of cages with women of every conceivable race. All of them are gagged. He tosses her unceremoniously into an empty cage, locks it, and walks out.

GM: Dalisae is alone in the **** cages. What do you want her to do? | P: Find a way out! | GM: Roll Precision. | P: a dirty 20.