Well enough

Druuna saw that the figure shuffling its way out onto the flat roof of the left container was a man, and that he was carrying a rifle slung over his right shoulder. So much for running away if her talk with him turned sour, because she?d be hard pressed to reach cover behind some of the nearby trees before he had managed to fire a shot or two with his weapon.

But Druuna chased such thoughts from her mind, recognising that it would best for her if she appeared to be both collected and confident.

The man at first seemed bored, and annoyed at having been called out into the open, but his expression quickly changed once he caught a glance of Druuna as she stood naked below him.

Despite her tension, Druuna found it impossible to suppress a swift giggle as the man?s jaw suddenly dropped and he nearly tripped over his own legs in reaction to her appearance.

Managing to keep himself from toppling over the side of the container for a painful and humiliating fall to the ground, the man cleared his throat and the opened and closed his mouth several times over, apparently too flustered to find anything to say.

?Hello,? it was Druuna who was the first to say anything, judging that she would have to seize the initiative if she wished to get inside the walls before nightfall, ?what is this place??

?Uh hello?? the man began, then shook his head and dropped his surprised gaping, ?this is the town of Syracuse.? Now he was managing to sound a little more like a guard and a lot less like a horny, clumsy teenager.

?Syracuse,? Druuna echoed the guard, ?and can I get inside it, please??

?Well girlie,? the guard began, ?there?s a toll to pay if you?re a stranger, and you don?t seem to own all that much.? Then he leered at Druuna.

Druuna had expected that this might be how things would develop, and felt fortunate that the guard at first sight didn?t appear to be wicked man. In his thirties or forties with a dark complexion and jet-black hair that had begun to pale, with several strands of grey apparent both in his short-cropped haircut and in the beard which covered his cheeks and chin, the guard was clad in a dark green jacket, a grey t-shirt and a pair of baggy trousers. From the bulge at the front of those trousers, Druuna could tell that the guard was reacting to her rather well, and that he seemed to be a lucky man in one department at least.

Striking a seductive pose, with her legs wide apart and her right arm held in a teapot-position while she sucked in her stomach to further accentuate her ample bust, Druuna informed the guard that ?I may not have a lot of items with which to pay my way into this town, but what I do have is a whoring mouth, a wet pussy and a tight asshole. Let me in, and I?ll let you put your cock into all of them.?

Crude words to a crude man, Druuna thought, and they seemed to have had their intended effect as the man suddenly became very stiff for a few seconds, with a low groan being heard from him.

?Well Miss,? the guard said once he had calmed himself down a little, ?there?s a few other guards on duty with me, and it?d unfair to them if I was to keep you for myself.?

?Throw in something for me to wear, and I?ll fuck each and everyone of you and your mates.?

Druuna?s response put a wide smile on the man?s face, and he dropped down on his haunches before knocking his clenched fist against the container three times over.

Ten seconds later, the outer doors on the left container were opened, and a busty redhead came stepping out of it. Wearing a green jacket just like the other guard?s, the woman was armed with a large axe and apart from the jacket her outfit consisted of sandals, tight white pants and cotton blouse.

Surprised by there being a female guard, and the fact that the guards had on similar jackets, Druuna allowed the redhead to lead her inside the container, after which the outer doors were closed once more.

Soon, Druuna was being escorted by both guards to a building located not far from the gates. This, the male guard informed her, was the guardhouse.