A mad dash for the next village.

The man let out a shrill scream as the woman he'd imagined would give her a ball draining orgasm, instead decided to try to rip his testicles from his cock. He fell back, eyes wide and holding onto his balls as ge cried and felt the wosrt pain in his life. Georgina, her face still covered in drying semen, got up from her knees and grabbed her metal bikini top before running full speed away from camp. As his friend lay on the ground in the fetal position, the wobbly legged soldier stood up in an effort to catch the fleeing maiden. He failed however, and went back to resting his naked ass on a sack of grain.

Georgina's "armor" clanked as she dashed into the wood to hide away from the soldier's before they could properly commit to a definate pursuit. When she felt safe, she stopped and put her hands to her knees and tried to catch her breath. Her face was still wet and dripping cum onto her lower body and the ground. Before the two had returned to their camp to find Georgina eating their food, she'd managed to snag a full waterskin which she kept tied to her "belt" of sorts. She took hold of the corked leather and spashed herself with cleansing liquid that washed her of her gooey shame. The musky smell it left behind would remain until she had a proper wash, but she was fine with getying rid of the physical evidence.

The rest of the water went down her throat as she'd grown thirsty from her meal and her escape. She sat herself down on a fallen oak and took the time to redress herself with the poor excuse for top she'd questioned why she even broght with her. Princess Georgina was angry that the soldiers mistreated her and would likely have never offered her any clothes on top of calling her a harlot, slut, and whore. But the day was waining and she was too tired to last the night walking to the next village as she'd planned. She pushed on until night began to fall and she found adequate enough shelter in the form of a large hollow tree.

She slept somewhat peacefully and awoke the next morning to the aches and pains of resting upright on hard wood. Georgina treked through the forest for hours until she came upon the edge of the wood and found the road again. After checking the path for travelers, she stepped out onto the dirt and made her way north in hopes of finding the next village.

It wasn't long before she found what she was looking for and sped up to reach the reletive saftey the populus would provide from the soldiers. Instantly she was given astounded looks by the peasantry to which she did her best to ignore, but she could not prevent her face from reddening. The princess looked frantically at all the shops, stalls, and huts she could find for an armor or clothing store. But alas, her dreams of finding a better outfit was dashed as no one was in sight.

With her arms over her chest, she walked back through the village for signs of some way to make money. She grew hungrier by the minute and was not about to be chaced out of town yet again by a disgruntled housewife. It was common for villages and towns to have a quest board for local job postings free to anyone. They were largely meant for wandering knights who patrol the roads between guilds based at cities. Jobs posted could be small labor meant for travellers and youth while ones outside the village were meant for those skilled at combat. Large scale problems were never posted as they would be sent directly to the closest knight's guild for imediate assistace.

Eventually she found the wooden board littered with papers and began reading through each one for something worthy of her time. There were several that served as notices to villagers that she quickly sped though while only a few were actual work for an adventuer with various rewards. If she was **** she could help any craftsmen in need of a hand for projects or farmers looking for someone to help with the spring harvest.

But, she wanted to do what she'd set out to acomplish long before she was stripped of her dignity. Of the quests available she'd have to pick the easiest first before she starved to ****. Which one could be quick and easy while providing ample coin for food and supplies. This would be something she'd have to weigh on as passersby caught sight of her and all the skin she had on display.