Doll Up

Amy took care to apply her makeup and comb her hair. If the warlord wanted pretty slaves that badly then he wasn't looking for cupbearers. If she was chosen she'd escape the spinster's life at least. Even if Amy wouldn't be made a wife at the very least wifely duties would be expected of her.

As she rose from the bath she slipped on a silk dress from her teenage years when she was shorter and flatter. A small slip of cloth covered her pussy in the front. All it would take was a small gust to reveal she'd shaven her pussy for Selection. Further up the pattern of the dress was massively distorted by her bountiful breasts. What was originally a peach now looked like a thick cock titfucking her.

As they lined up for selection Amy could see men from the village gawking at her. Most of them were lamenting not pursuing her.

"Good, let them regret" thought Amy

The women couldn't keep idle either. But they moved tongues instead of eyes as they gossiped and whispered. Most were jeers of jealously and expressions of sour grapes as they concluded that Amy was doomed to be the warlord's plaything.

But when the warlord arrived all were silent. He noticed and gestured towards Amy before bringing her to the front of the crowd with a wiggle of his finger. She walked dutifully with as much grace as she could afford as the crowd parted before her. Behind her, the crowd began nudging the rest of her family forward. Before long she was standing in front of her parents who were in front of her sisters.

"What is your name?" asked the warlord gently.

"I am Amy of the Tran family your greatness" said Amy as she lowered her head into a bow.

"Get up. Now turn and face the crowd." ordered the warlord, "Now do any of you find her ugly?"

Murmurs of confusion rang throughout the crowd. The warlord waited for them to dissipate before proceeding.

"Are her eyes too brilliant? Is her hair too long and silky? Are her tits or her ass too big?" continued the warlord "because I just can't seem to understand why the Tran family was the only one that prepared adequate tribute this year."

"You know what to do" he said to his men who began rounding up the women of the village. He then used his brutishly strong arms to pick Amy up by her waist. She was still facing him and unable to see what was happening behind her. But she could hear soft crying.

"Spread" said the warlord and Amy obeyed dutifully. She brought her slender long legs apart before doing the same to her pussy lips with her hands. Looking down she saw that the warlord had undone his breaches earlier and now his cock was stiff in the air. Bulging and big it made Amy quiver in fear and excitement. Her face flushed with guilt at the thought: good girls weren't supposed to want this.

But I am in no position to fight this, she reassured herself. Even still the dribbles from her slopping wet pussy fell and lubricated the cock. Then she felt his strong arms coming down as he lowered her onto his upright staff.

Oh what the others must think! She looked around to see if anyone was staring at her in disgust. Instead she found mothers, daughters, wives, and sisters on their backs and knees. A soldier was looming over each of them with his cock out in anticipation. Each were looking at her, for the warlord to begin ravishing her, as their signal to begin the festivities.

And then it began. He took her virginity without a second thought as he brought her up and down his shaft. The first thrust knocked the wind out of Amy and it took her a few seconds to overcome the shock and realize that she was being fucked. The pleasure was overwhelming and she moaned and grunted without a hint of shame. After a few moments she remembered her hands and started using them to accentuate the pleasure. Her right hand twisted and pulled her nipple while her left went to work on her clit.

As she behaved more like a whore the warlord started using her more like a whore. The start of Amy's fucking was comparably gentle. Now the man was basically picking her up and dropping her onto his cock. Before long the pleasure was too much even for him and he climaxed. The seed overwhelmed her womb and flooded out drenching her dress.