The bandit steals your virginity

“Enough of the foreplay.” He says triumphantly. “I’m getting the real deal.” He grabs you and pulls you into a missionary position.

“Don’t d-do it.” You manage to say through gritted teeth.

“Oh, shut up you fucking tease.” He slaps at the hands covering your wound causing you to whine in pain.

His cockhead lines up with your already very wet cunt. Your luck runs out as he slowly pushes himself inside you. It doesn’t hurt until he reaches your virginity, pushing through it as he goes. A sharp ping of pain causes you to groan out in agony.

No, he fucking took it. BASTARD!

You remove your hands from your wound to strike him in the face. Your blow lands but is weak due to your current state of fatigue. Some of your blood has been smeared across his face but he seems to pay no mind to your struggle. He continues humping away at your deflowered cunt as you can only groan in pain from the floor. His rock hard cock plunges into your depths causing unwanted bursts of pleasure through the immense pain. Through the blood loss, all you can do is sadly gaze up at the night sky.

Mere days outta my home town and somebody has already **** themselves on me. I knew it was a risk but I didnae think it would happen like this. And so soon...

His voice pulls you out of your thoughts. “How old are you girl?”

You don’t answer him. Choosing to remain in silence.

“Doesn’t matter out here anyway. You look ready for kids so howsbout’ I give ya one huh?”

Your brain takes a moment to register what he says. Your eyes go wide with fear as you begin trying to push him off you. The weak pushes you attempt against your assailant do little to deter him.

“No!” you manage to cry out.

“You’re going to be a mother after tonight. All that teasin’. This should teach you a lesson.”

“Don’t!”

He covers your mouth roughly with one of his dirty hands. You try and yell out only to be muffled by his rough palms. His cock seems to twitch within you as your struggling causes your inner walls to grip his cock fiercely.

“Ready?”

No, gods not this.

“Take it!” He cries out in extasy as you feel him pump his load deep inside you. You continue trying to get away, yet his seed has already reached your womb. A disturbing warmth swirls within you. He finishes depositing his seed as he now kneels between your legs. As his cock pulls out, you watch his thick load pour out onto the bedroll below. It mixes in a pool of blood and cum soaking the bedroll below you. The pain in your side confirms your open wound still bleeds. Your consciousness wavers while you watch him clean himself using your torn shirt.

He leaves to loot your camp as you watch on in horror. He seems to take nearly everything worth of value, intent on leaving you with nothing. At your rate of blood loss, he might not even leave you with your life. He finishes picking through your stuff as he tucks your leather pants and chest armor into your backpack before slinging it over his shoulder.

“What? I gotta make a living too you know.”

You look up at him and barely above a whisper you speak. “Please…save…me.”

He looks at you perplexed; a look of both pity and disdain crosses his face. “Tch, fine. Only cause I don’t wanna let a fine piece of ass like yourself die.” He mumbles “The others are gonna kill me for this.”

The man produces a scroll of papyrus and opens it. He reads something which you make out to be “Gel eflil nawoon vastille.” An elven phrase likely. The scroll burns up, turning to ash in his hands as you are filled with a pleasant warm sensation. Your wound seals before your eyes, leaving only a scar where the dagger entered. You pass out as the fatigue of it all takes you.