The bandits make Lux their prisoner

(Failure Move: [3] Offer a Choice)

Doom increases to 1

The bandits jeer and hurl **** at Lux as they watch her struggle back to her feet. She feels a hard shove as one of them pushes her into the arms of another, who grips her arm painfully tight and begins pulling at her clothes.

“That’s it, strip her,” one of the other men shouts. “Make sure she’s not hiding any weapons, eh?”

The bandit holding her grins and gropes her heaving chest. “Fat cow’s hiding something big ‘ere,” he jeers, tugging her top down sharply before shoving her towards the next man.

The gang toys with her and humiliates her as they take turns to slowly strip her of every scrap of clothing, slapping and fondling her exposed skin. In a few minutes, Lux finds herself fully naked, her hands tied behind her back, still coughing and disoriented. The leader grabs her waist and pulls her close so he can whisper in her ear.

“Every one of these men is going to get a taste later,” he tells her. “Unless you agree to be mine alone. Might want to think about what kind of future you’re going to have from now on…”

Lux can do nothing but whimper in response. She already feels so helpless, with her clothes and her magic stripped from her; she can hardly bear to think of all the ways things could be about to get worse.

The leader laughs. “Time to go,” he tells the others, squeezing Lux’s body to his for a moment before giving her ass a sharp slap. “We’ll share out the spoils…one way or another.”