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Chapter 11 by hambo hambo

How fairs the weakened warrior?

She's pissed off, but too sore to do anything about it

Mira is on the ground, naked, covered in mud, her arms trembling as she tries to push herself off the soft ground. She falls with a splat, covering her wonderful, pendulous breasts in mud.

"We have to go after them!" Mira growls, her voice still scratchy and hoarse from the numerous, screaming orgasms she had earlier. "They have to pay for what they've done!"

Ariane and Khala look at her and then back to themselves and blush. They're all completely naked, and were just fucked so thoroughly, none of them can walk. There's no way Mira's idea wont end badly for them, but neither woman wants to argue with her, especially when she's this angry.

"But how will we find them?" Khala asks, hoping to change Mira's mind in a less confrontational and more roundabout way. "They took our horses..."

"Then we'll chase them on foot!" Mira says as she wobbles to her feet and takes a step, only to slip and fall on her tight, muscular ass. "Owww!" She whimpers, her face turning red in embarrassment.

"Before we hunt them down," Ariane says as crawls towards Mira and takes hold of her hand to console her. "I think we could all do with a bath."

Mira looks at her companions and then down at herself and blushes. They had left this morning dressed to the nines and loaded for bear, prepared to thwart any threat they happened upon. Now they were naked, dirty, and so thoroughly fucked they could hardly walk. The warrior woman turns a little redder when she catches Ariane subtly licking her lips as she ogles her exposed body. The elf quickly looks away, embarrassed at her own slutty actions.

"M-maybe you're right..." Mira relents. "We need to rest up and regroup, but we will get our ****, mark my words!"

"Of course," Ariane says, simply to placate her friend. "Now lets get going. I think I remember the villagers saying something about a pond near here..."

"Yeah, let's go there and figure out what to do next," Khala chirps in.

"Ok," Mira relents.

All three women then huddle together and slowly, oh-so-tenderly stand up, their naked breasts and assess jiggling as they cling to each other and as they limp away in search of a pond or lake.

What do they find?

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