I Refuse To Accept It

I don't want to stay with this group of bandits forever. I need to find some way to get out of here. But if I couldn't beat them before, I'm going to have more trouble with all of them now. I need to wait for the right opportunity, or make one.

One night, as I lie awake after most of the camp has gone to sleep. There are two guards patrolling tonight.

"Hey! I'm going to blow off some steam. You keep a watch out for anything and everything" He then turns towards me, "Hey my little slut are you ready for this cock?"

He comes over unhooking my chain from the wall laying me on back before pulling me by my hips closer to his meat. With no foreplay at all he inserts his cock into me and starts pumping his meat into me. As he continues drilling my pussy with his cock I start to slowly reach for his sword grabbing it by the pommel, and slowly unsheathing it.

I feel the bandits thrusts getting more and more rapid as I bring his sword behind him, readying it to slash at his throat. After only a few minutes the bandit plunges his cock into me for one last time throbbing as he splashes his seed inside my womb. I bring his sword around his neck and slide it across his throat. For the first time in what feels like ages I'm splattered by something other than cum. Having no time to think of what has just transpired, I take his sword and turn to run off into the woods. As I begin to take off I hear the other guard call out to his bandit brothers in a wild confusion of me trying to escape.

With the bandits ensuing in a wild choice I begin to scramble off from the escapement hoping to make my escape. Barely making it ten feet away I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my left thigh.

"I got her with an arrow"

One of the bandit archers shot me in the leg. Realizing I have no way to escape anymore I hide in a small crevice in a tree covering myself with the surrounding brush. The bandits run by the tree with one stopping to point out the blood trail, through the brush I can see their torches lighting the other side. Then a slip of silver slides through the brush, I try to back further into my shelter to no avail there's nowhere else for me to go. I slowly begin to accept my fate as the sword slides further and further before finally piercing my skin drawing blood from me. I sit there in peace knowing I have freed myself from their sexual slavery and maybe through **** I can be reunited with my slain brethren.