The Gnolls Get Burned

As soon as Liv was mounted by the Gnoll, Emmaline knew she couldn’t just keep dodging. She would have to go on the offensive before her own caution led to her capture.

Emmaline took a breath, summoning more flames around her as she dodged one more. She breathed out, dimming her flames and leading her two Gnolls in. She breathed in deeply, pulling her flames inside and leaving herself vulnerable.

The Gnolls took their chance to leap at her. To keep her breath and focus, Emmaline fell backwards with the blow, all but falling at the Gnoll’s feet.

As the Gnoll’s reached down to claim their prize. Emmaline breathed out. A cone of brilliant flames spread from her lips, engulfing the Gnolls and catching their fur alight. Emmaline rolled away as quickly as she could to avoid the flailing, clawed arms of the Gnolls, but she wasn’t fast enough.

Pain bloomed on her back as a claw raked across her skin, causing her to gasp in pain. Emmaline groaned in pain while she lay face down, feeling the blood trickle down her back. She probably would have laid there to recover for a little if she didn’t see Liv.

Liv’s face was pressed into the dirt with her ass sticking straight up in the air as the Gnoll behind her thrust wildly into her ass. What was concerning, was that Liv wasn’t fighting back. Her fingers dug into the ground and her jaw was clenched. The Gnoll didn’t have to hold her down, both hands planted on Liv’s hips as he pounded away.

Emmaline stood slowly, pushing the pain away to gather fire, not wanting the Gnoll to target her as she prepared. The Gnoll was thoroughly distracted by Liv’s tight ass. The Gnoll howled as he slammed his cock as deep as it would go, the knot unable to push into Liv’s hole before her attacker reached completion. As the Gnoll painted her insides white with its seed, Liv gasped before letting out a truly sluttish moan.

The Gnoll did not get a chance to enjoy the noise it coaxed out of the prickly sniper as a ball of fire passed by its face. It stumbled back out of instinct, sliding out of Liv’s no gaping asshole, and found itself facing down an even larger flame that quickly consumed its head.

Emmaline moved to Liv and helped her up. Her legs were shaking and her eyes were hazy, but she had her rifle in her hand. Whatever the Gnoll had done to Liv, it hadn’t messed with her mind enough to stop her limbs from moving through the motions of reloading her weapon.

Emmaline turned to check on Fuu to find their leader still on her feet but leaning on her staff. The Gnolls that ran for her were dead or dying at her feet and looked to have only caused her minor cuts and the loss of her outer robe. All that was left was to save Becky.

Emmaine could only blush when she caught sight of Becky. Becky was bouncing in the Gnoll’s lap as the big beast massaged her ass. Becky was moaning up to the sky, her cloak abandoned but her top still constraining her meager breasts. She panted like a bitch in heat as she rode the beast, placing kisses across its face and chest as the beast's tongue lapped at her in turn.

Emmaline felt like a voyeur looking through the window at a loving couple having intense, passionate sex. It wasn’t the first time Emmaline had felt like a voyeur, but this was different. Whatever the Gnolls had been doing to Liv had done even worse to Becky as she almost reveled in her own defilement.

Emmaline’s back burned but it didn’t burn as much as her rage. She would burn them all for what they did to her. Before she had the opportunity to charge, the other Gnolls started to move. The handful of Gnolls that Becky had paralyzed, those that should have been easy to dispatch later, stood up. The Bravos had taken too long and now they had even more Gnolls to deal with to save their friend.