Meeting Janette again

The haphazard and unsympathetic cleaning of Druuna?s bruised body went on until the group of marauders deemed it completed, although that was certainly something that she would agree with. Nonetheless, she saw it as a relief that she would no longer suffer from Amicilii torturing her by sticking two of his wet fingers into her cunt to wash it clean.

Shivering both from the cold caused by the icy water running down her skin and her current company, Druuna was led away from the throng to just outside Amicilii?s shack. No clothes were offered to her, but her wrists were tied together in front of her and a nose placed around her neck, the rope of which dangled down between her breasts and ending in Amicilii?s clenched fist.

?Alright,? the brawny leader of the ruffians spoke to those of his men that had gathered around him, ?clean the other bitch as well.?

Hollering with sadistic joy, the crowd of hairy, filthy men rushed over to another of the small shacks and soon reappeared from inside it, dragging Janette with them.

Despite her betrayal, Druuna couldn?t help but feel sorry for the young woman when she caught her view, a mirror-image of how Druuna had looked before being dumped in the throng.

Druuna tried to look away from Janette?s humiliation, but Amicilii wouldn?t have it and made that clear by clenching the fingers of his free hand around her chin and telling her ?Look, bitch!?

After having been washed off in the icy water floating in the throng, Janette was carried along the ground by two of the stronger bandits, a necessary act since she was still too weak to walk, her long legs limp as her feet and shins dragged along the uneven ground.

Soon, Janette was next to Druuna and had been tied and nosed and had been handed over to Carson.

A group of about a dozen men gathered around Amicilii and Carson, carrying their weapons and some other equipment with them.

?We?re off now, Carson,? Amicilii told his second in command, ?and we?ll return with a fuckload of cash after selling these two bitches.?

?Right boss,? Carson replied, ?we?ll look after the camp for you, and keep a lookout for more property.? At that, Carson gave Janette?s left buttock a hard slap, causing the weary moan to let out a weak whimper, an act which was met by cruel laughter from the subordinate marauders present at the scene.

Not long after that, Janette was **** to walk, regardless of whether she was up to it or not, as she was led alongside Druuna by Amicilii, the raven-haired woman doing her best to support the blonde despite her hands being inoperable.

The party of fifteen travelled in the opposite direction of Greenport, leading Druuna further and further away from her new home at the guild.

After an hour of walking, during which Janette at last managed to look at least a bit more conscious of her surroundings, but unable to speak to Druuna on account of the rest of the party, Amicilii came to a halt near a stream, possibly the same one in which the two women had enjoyed themselves not more than a few days ago.

As the rest of the group followed their leader?s, or captive?s, example, Amicilii cruelly eyed Druuna and Janette.

?Now Jane,? Amicilii began, ?are you going to tell us where that warehouse is located, or are you going to **** us to waste time convincing you?? As if they had been house-trained to do so, the dozen bandits laughed at Amicilii?s thinly veiled threat.

?Don?t.? Druuna hissed at Jane, keeping it short so as to get to say everything before one of the bandits jabbed his fist into her belly to shut her up, the impact causing her collapse onto the ground.