Let them have her

Your hand hovers on your blade's handle ready to draw. You're good, one of the best, but three men at once... that's beyond even you. Maybe you could kill them, but not with out being severely wounded. You had thought there was something special about the girl, maybe there was, but to you nothing is more special than your own life. Your hand goes limp and you move aside. "All yours," You say without looking at the girl. She was about to be **** then killed, the look on her face would be too much. You sit down and try to tune out the scene in front of you.

The three men surround the girl. The largest one deactivates his shielding while the other two stand watch. They may be savage mercenaries, but you never turn off your armor's shield unless you are sure you're safe. He takes off his helmet revealing a young face, a face that would have been handsome if not for the look of both hatred and lust in his cold eyes. He licks his lips as he looks at the young girl. She is no older than twenty, her eyes are full of fear. The man opens up his power armor and steps out of it revealing a naked form. His dick is already hard, ready for what it knows is about to happen.

"Please, please help me anyone!" The girl screams. One of them men still in power armor kick her, softly for them, but enough to shut her up. "Enough of that, you and you're home are already dead, enjoy the time you have left with me." The man says with a smirk.

He begins approaching, she tries to back up, but finds there is nowhere to go between the two armored men. The naked man quickly grabbed her legs while she was distracted so she couldn't kick him while he was approaching. "Relax," the man says. He pulls her towards him with a quick motion. "Butch, hand me a knife." The naked man says to one of the two still in armor. The man takes out a relatively small dagger and tosses it to the naked man. "Now let's see what you're hiding beneath that modest dress." He says taking the knife and moving it towards her, she was about to scream, but the naked man covered her mouth, he continued with the knife tearing it through her dress. Slowly her body was revealed. She had nice breasts, easily a handful and no more. Her skin was pale, but not unhealthy so. She was skinny, but healthy. "Aren't you something." The takes his hand off her mouth and pinches her nipple, she lets out a scream. Tears were streaming down her face. She was trying to thrash and hit the man. "Enough of that girl." He takes the knife and places it against her throat, drawing even more blood than had already been flowing there. She suddenly quieted.

He went back to pinching her nipples which were by far the darkest part of her, but still relativity fair. Her sounds were down to a whimper now. Her eyes screamed, "Please stop." but the man wasn't looking at her eyes.

He let go of her nipple and slapped her across the breast. She let out another cry. "Come on, enough foreplay get on with it." One of the armored men says. "Fine, ruin all the fun why don't you?"

He took the knife off her throat and ran it the rest of the way down her dress revealing her shaved pussy. "No, underwear and shaved. Guessing it's not your first time, ah well it'll be one of your last." The man threw the knife back up to it's owner and took hold of her arms and shoved them into the dirt. He slapped her again as hard as he could which knocked a tooth out of place. He took his dick in hand while she was stunned and began to run it along her slit. It was bone dry, but nothing a little spit couldn't fix, at least not for him. He spit on his hand then rubbed it along his shaft and then against her pussy. He then stuck a finger in, it was tight, the tightest he'd ever had including virgins, "Damn, you are fucking tight, glad I got first dibs." The man continued to finger her for a about a minute trying to get her a bit wetter and while she wasn't dripping she wasn't so dry that it would hurt.

He positioned himself in front of her and pushed himself in. Again she screamed, "Fuck! Please stop." Without saying anything the man slapped her again as hard as he did the last time. She spit up more blood and now her lips which had been full and plump were now split and bleeding freely.

Without giving her time to adjust he began to rut against her quickly finding a rhythm that satisfied him. Within a minute she had given up fighting, she was limp and obviously away in her own little world. The man finished inside of her with a great moan and the other two men did the same clearly disappointed that she had no fight left in her.

The man who had first stepped out of his power armor raised his blade. "You were a good fuck girl, I'd keep you, but you know... pay is pay."

The blade cut down through the top of her head and down and out of her cunt that was dripping with cum.

You walk off having seen the girl to her end. "I should have saved her." You think, you aren't sure why you had the need to save that one girl, but you didn't and she was dead no point dwelling on it

You continue on as a mercenary for several years before you are cornered on the battlefield and killed. As you lay dying your mind wanders back to the girl on that moon. Every once in a while you thought about her. Her pale skin and striking blue eyes, "What was it about that girl." You mumble realizing that you were about to die. You are surprised that the girl was your last thought.
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