A Captive Audience Part One

“Nice and comfortable I ‘ope?” Ungonius asked as the bandits put the finishing touches on the ropes binding Jarel and Halen to a pair of tent poles in the centre of the camp.

A number of bandits milled around the captured adventurers, weapons in hand obviously eager to kill the two in revenge for the deaths of many of their number.

“You don’t need to do this.” Halen said, straining against the ropes, “Return our women and the village will honour the original agreement.”

“Fraid I never ‘ad any intention to ‘onour that agreement.” Ungonius replied with a grin,”There is nothing you can offer us. The village, the crops, the women. They are all already mine.”

Jarel felt his heart sink as Ungonius gestured to the side. The bandits there stepped aside and a familiar figure stepped forward, a sick grin on his face.

“Hello Halen. Hello Jarel.” Omlin said.

“Omlin here will be helpin’ out down in the village. He will keep the folk in line and workin’.”

“Machine take you!” Halen hissed at Omlin, “How you could do this, Omlin? How could you betray us. Your friends! Your neighbours!”

Omlin looked at his fellow resident of Meadowfort thoughtfully before beginning to talk, first slow and quiet but with increasing volume and intensity.

“You lot went off and became adventurers and for a while things were nice. I had my pick of the local women. I couldn’t get my hands on Marianna and Serepia, the two choice pieces of meat in this shit hole but my dick was never long without fresh pussy.”

Omlin’s eyes were rooted on Halen boring into him with intense hatred.

“But then you came back and I had no chance in the tavern next to you and Farel with your stories. All your bloody treasures and glory! Well who has the glory now?! You lot will die unremembered and I will rule Meadowfort! They will all be mine! Marianna, Serepia, your pretty little daughter!”

“Easy friend.” Ungonius said mirthfully, stepping over to the ranting Omlin and placing a hand on his shoulder. "Anyway, Omlin 'ere 'as been telling us all about you lot. The Meadowfort Starlings. And we have prepared a little presentation for you two."

Ungonius placed two fingers to his lips and whistled. The shrill sound echoing around the fort. The crowd of bandits parted and Jarel's stomach dropped. Led out by a pair of bandits, were Halen’s wife Serepia and Jarel’s sister Kamelia. Apart from rope leashes about their necks the two women were completely naked.

“Kamelia…” Jarel called out. His sister looked in Jarel’s direction but her eyes had the same glazed over expression as the villagers they had found earlier.

“Isn’t this a nice little reunion.” Ungonius said as he wrapped his arms around each woman. “You should ‘ave seen them earlier. A right mess each of them were, but I insisted on having them washed before our little get together.”

“You bastard!” Halen spat trying to pull away from his captors and make his way to his drugged wife.

“Ah ah ah.” Ungonius mocked back, “You will sit there and enjoy the show.”

The large bandit leader’s hands slid under both women’s arms and cupped their breasts. Kamelia’s large soft udders and Serepia’s smaller handfuls were roughly massaged by Ungonius’s rough hands, drawing whimpers and moans from the two women.

“We’ve been enjoying their company ‘ere in the camp,” Ungonius continued to play with their tits smiling at his captives like they were having a normal everyday conversation, “The boys are ever so grateful for their company. Don’t get too many beauties like them coming into our line of business.”

He locked eyes with Halen and turned his head towards Serepia. To Jarel’s surprise and horror, his friend’s mother leaned her head back and their lips met. The kisses became more passionate and Jarel could see Serepia lean into the bandit leader, her thighs rubbing together wantonly.

“I have to say Halen,” Ungonius said coming up from Serepia, “Your wife is a real piece of lovely. Some of the boys were telling me, they ‘adn’t had such a good lay in a long time.”

“Please...Let her go.” Halen replied his voice weak and strained as he watched the love of his life grind herself against the brutish bandit’s leg.

“When we are good and finished.”

Ungonius then turned his gaze to Jarel who’s breath caught in his throat, “What do you think of your sister’s body, boy?”

Ungonius jiggled one of Kamelia’s tits in his hand as he grinned ferally.

“Ever thought about sticking your prick between these fat udders?” Ungonius bent forward and licked the top of Kamelia bosom, his gaze locked with Jarel’s.

“You won’t get away with this.” Jarel growled, shifting his arms back and forth as if by friction alone he could break the ropes.

“Who is going to stop me? You? Your little sister ‘iding off in the forest? Your mother? She is ‘ere your know. You will be seeing ‘er soon enough.”

Ungonius let go of Serepia and pushed her into the arms of a waiting bandit. His right hand now free, plunged straight between Kamelia’s thighs, two of his thick fingers sliding into her cunt.

“Aaaah Ah~❤” Kamelia cried out. It was a sound Jarel had never heard from his older sister. It was so feminine and lust filled and the young man could not help but be aroused by it.

“Machine...she is practically gushing already.” Ungonius laughed as his fingers drove into her pussy with long slow thrusts.

Kamelia’s legs wobbled unsteadily and she clung to Ungonius’s muscled forearm to keep herself upright as he continued to finger her mercilessly.

“Kamelia…” Jarel murmured. He did not want to watch his sister being debased in such a way but despite the revulsion he couldn’t look away. His eyes caught on her flushed face, her heaving breasts, the lips of her pussy that parted way for the bandit’s meaty fingers.

“Look Kamelia,”Ungonius whispered into her ear, “Your little brother is watching you get off. Let him know how you are feeling.”

“Oh Machine~❤! J-jarel! Ah...Jarel I’m sorry! I-it feels so ah...good!” Kamelia’s voice wavered as Ungonius’s fingers moved in and out of her. Jarel could see her fluids glistening on the pale skin of her thigh dripping down onto the ground below.

Ungonius gave no respite to Jarel’s sister bringing his other hand around behind her and sliding it down the crack of her arse till he reached her back entrance. With no pause he sunk his finger in and pistoned in and out matching the rhythm of his other hand. Kamelia’s mouth hung up open her legs wobbling, the only thing keeping her on her feet the two hands working at her sex and her anus.

“Cum for your brother, Kamelia!” Ungonius ordered his voice breathy from his vigorous exertions.

“J-jaaaaaarel~❤” Kamelia cried out, her fingernails sinking into Ungonius’s bulky forearm as her torrent of liquid sprayed out from her abused sex. As Kamelia’s whole body shook at her orgasm, Ungonius let go of her and she sunk bonelessly to the floor. He flicked his hand in Jarel’s face covering his cheek with Kamelia’s fluid before stepping away from his captives.

He turned to the gathered bandits including the one that held Serepia. “Give our guests a show. Somethin’ to remember.”