No, she refuses.

Refusing to join in with the Stygian wizard's sick game Sonja scans the room trying to find some means of escape.

"What is the matter girl?" The sorcerer mocks the redhead, "To scared to try or just too fridge?"

Ignoring his taunts the she-bandit is reduced to pulling at her restraints to see if any will give. Like the others she fails, but the sudden deep guttural moans of Kang-shu grabs her attention.

With the warrior-monk's eyes still fixed on the attractive brigand he begins to spurt forth his seed, with every drop skillfully caught by the kneeling priestess below him. As he orgasms the snake painted on his abdomen magical grows, its tale creeping down towards his cock. As his groans of pleasure and distress grow his spurts of cum do not subside but turn into explosive streams, as if he is magically being drained dry. After more then two minutes of a constant orgasm the Khitani warrior collapses, utterly spent.

The three other men stop for a second, disturbed by such an unnatural sight. As the wizard's green eyed mercenaries carry away the monk, the Stygian reassures his guests. "Don't worry, he is just ****, and will recover. The rune on your stomach increases your climax by ten fold. If you lack stamina it could render you ****, but it will give the most intense orgasm of your life.

Slowly the three return to their task, beating on themselves as they glare at the naked redhead. The gladiator is the next to concede his energy, his bellowing groans echo throughout the chamber as he cums with even greater intensity and duration than the monk. Like the Kushite, he too falls ****, as soon does the pirate and the solider.

"Well done, warriors, well done." The Stygian sarcastically claps as the centurion is carried from the room. Looking over at Sonja he smiles. "Now Hyrkanian, you will play your part." Motioning to his guards the sorcerer commands, "Throw the bitch into the Sacrificial Pit of the Asgalun."