As expected

Anya rode slowly, as her thighs still hurt, especially when the horse is moving. She is in quite a bit of pain, but manages to reach a clearing where there is a pond. She feels relief as she reaches it, and dismounts her horse.

Once again ignoring basic advice, she leaves her sword beside her horse and does not check her surroundings for safety. If she had, she might have noticed she was very open to attack in that location. Quickly shedding her dress, Anya went to the edge of the pond and slowly walked in. The cold water helps her sore legs and thighs hurt less, making her sigh. She theorizes a good bath might also help get rid of the poison that weakened her.

Going in further, she washes her body, slowly cleaning away the dirt that clung to her skin. It may not be a bath, but it sure feels nice, she calmly thinks as she beds over to start washing her red hair, which is now dulled because of the dirt.

She is so distracted by this she does not notice she is being sneaked up on. A duo of bandits approaches her, noticing she is very distracted. When they see her expensive dress in the floor, as well as the good breed horse nearby, they make the decision to rob her. When they see her body, they also decide to take her.

They approach slowly. Taking the horse is easy. It seemingly does not care about being taken behind some bushes and being tied up. They decide to pick up the dress after they take the girl. They also notice a sword, but decide it is too bad to fetch any decent price, and thus ignore it. They then hide behind some bushes, waiting for the girl to come out of the pond where she is bathing.

This happens soon enough as Anya feels she is clean enough. She is distracted by the nice feeling the water has brought to her, and does not notice her horse is missing until she reaches her clothes. The bandits, meanwhile, can't wait to take her hot body.

"Where the hell did that horse go? Ugh, stupid farmer, giving me a shitty horse", she angrily complains as she bends to pick up her clothes. This is when the bandits attack. She hears some rustling, and manages the pick up her sword before the bandits reach her. The two of them stand at her sides, surrounding her. Despite being outnumbered, Anya is convince in her chances of victory as their armor looks old and chipped.

"Who are you, and how dare you try to rob a princess?!", she says in what she thinks is a might voice, but comes off as hilarious from a naked redhead wielding a crappy sword. The bandits can't help but laugh. This angers her, so she rushes one of them, ready to attack.

Unfortunately for her, the armor is old, but also very sturdy, and while her swing does hit, it does more damage to her than to the bandit. Then, from behind, a good punch nearly throws her off balance, and she realizes they have surrounded her. Moving the side , she faces the duo, her face showing her anger towards them.

Rushing once more she clashes swords with the bandit that punched her in the back. Unfortunately for her, the bandit has a lifetime of living here using a sword, and easily defeats her, causing her to fall back again. Her grip on her sword worsens as she is continually **** back, until she drops it, to her utter shock. She has been defeated again. She refuses to accept this, but the bandit she attacks easily takes her punches and brings her down easily. Before she can get up again, the bandits tie her hands and legs with some rope they had with them in their packs.

They then carry her over to a stone that has the right size so both her sides can be accessed.

"Let me go, you filth! Don't you know who I am!? The sons of your sons of your sons will be afraid of the vengeance of the greatest swordswoman to ever live!", she screams as the bandit let her down. The rock feels uncomfortable, but that is noting in comparison to when she sees them free their dicks, and realizes what she is in for. One of the bandits approaches her from the back, and one from the front. Then the one in the front then spoke.

"Listen, cute stuff, Dave and me, we don't usually kill ladies as pretty as you. But now, if I as much as feel you trying to bit down on my dick, I can't guarantee Dave will be as amicable as he is now. And stay quiet, I know much better things a lady like you can do with their mouth than shout", he threatened her. Anya suddenly felt fear, and decided to comply, thus nodding.

"That settles it, doesn't it, Al", Dave said to the other bandit as he took aim. Al did the same, pointing his dick straight at Anya's mouth.

"Open wide", he told her, and she complied, unsure of what he would do, but worried about what he planned to do with his dick. As soon as she did, he thrust forwards, filling her mouth with his dick. Anya is shocked by this, but remembers his words, and does as told. The, from behind, Dave thrusts into her pussy, filling her as Xiaofeng did. However, this time she feels the undeniable tingles of pleasure, bringing her shame.

"Suck it, and massage it with your tongue", Al tells her. Worried about what may happen if she doesn’t she starts sucking and massaging his dick. This is followed by him starting to thrust into her mouth. She finds it uncomfortable, but still does as told. At the same time, Dave thrusts into her, bringing her shameful pleasure.

This goes on for a while, and Dave starts to pinch her breasts, bringing her even more pleasure. Eventually, the pleasure builds up, and she experiences the first non-personal induced orgasm in her life. Shame floods through her body, but the men do not slow down until the come. Dave pulls out and covers her back in cum, while Al fills her mouth with cum. Some spills out of her lips when he pulls out.

They then put their pants back on and untie her. She is very tired, but is able to stand up on shaky legs. The bandits are about to make off with her horse and clothes when a horse charges onto the clearing. On is a man wearing armor and wielding a shield and a sword, as well as a lance strapped to the horse.

"Fuck, that's Mikael, the Hero of the Realm. We gotta get out of here, Dave!", said Al as he and his fellow bandit turned, dropped everything they had looted and ran away. Mikael then dismounted and headed to the naked lady. She had clearly been through some stuff, and he planned on helping her head home. When he approached her, however, he saw a look of scorn on her face.

"So you are Mikael. I've heard of you. Nothing but a coward that fights in a team", she scornfully talked to him as she headed for her clothes. Mikael did not like her tone, but his noble nature stopped him from retorting the way he wanted to. He then sees the sword on the floor.

"And you are? A young lady like you shouldn't be this far out in the forest"; he told her in a calm tone. However, she took high offence to his words.

"I am Princess Anya of Lamborda, the greatest swordswoman to ever live. And you? A cowardly weakling who fought alongside a priestess of Retborl, the worst god there is, and later married her"; she angrily retorted as she began to put her dress back on. This response greatly angered Mikael, who decided to ignore his usual nobility, especially when dealing with a princess.

"So being a princess allows you to be an entitled little brat? I save our realm, and all others, as did Zeriah, and all the others who fought alongside us against the Great Corruption. You have no right to insult her, she nearly lost her life to save yours, and those of all your coward family who hid in your castle when everyone else rallied to fight", he angrily retorted. He generally had great respect for royalty, but he had a distaste for the Lambordan royalty. The fully clothed Anya was sent into a flurry of rage.

"How dare you call my family a coward!!! I’ll let you live for now, but next time we meet will be your last day!!!!!", she angrily shouted before leaving to find her horse, after picking up her sword. She found it easily and rode off in her anger, not bothering to clean the fresh cum on her lips and back. Mikael then rode home. He did not have the slightest fear of being defeated by this princess, but Zeriah could help calm down his anger.