New worries, new friends.

After running for an entire day without seeing so much as a plant, you can't help but wonder if you are going the right direction. Sure the city was supposed to take a week or more, but you expected to see something. The first night alone, deep in the middle of nowhere is actually rather frightening. It is so weird to hear nothing but the wind and sand. The next day you are thankful for the provisions in your pack, yet water might be a problem. Bounding strides on your new boots sends you sailing across the desert with speed scarcely matched by any beast of burden. Your stamina similarly seems nearly endless. The hot sun beats down, and while you sweat like never before, as long as you are drinking water, it never gets that bad. The following day is when you start to worry, as your water runs out. As you move across the desert you keep your eyes out for anything, and finally you find a bit of salvation, a bird in the sky. Following it across the sky leads you to spot a clutch of plants. As you reach the plants you find a 2' diameter pool of water. Your first worry is that it won't be drinkable, but as you look around you see some tiny critters drinking it, and the plants all seem all right, so you can't resist, and quickly strip naked, well other than the tiny chain connecting your nipples that is. Hopping down to the pool, you aren't able to swim, but you do get to soak yourself and fill your water skins. Munching down some food, you drink your fill and decide to go ahead and spend the night here.

That night in the desert among the short bushy plants you are able to find a comfy patch of dirt, lay out the armored cloak, and go to sleep. A noise you can hardly believe you heard ends your sleep in the dead of night. Trying not to be noticed, your right hand finds your dagger, while your left pulls your derringer from it's holster. As the movement gets far to close to ignore, you decide to get to your feet. A quick flip later and you are standing in a rehearsed defensive stance, looking into the night. At the watering hole a group of 10 men look over to you startled by your movement. “Wait, don't hurt us.” One of them says holding his hands up, sensing danger from you.

“Well as long as you keep your distance I am sure we will get along just fine.” You reply clipping your cloak of armor on.

“Don't worry, we are just traders. We don't often see people out here this far from the cities.”

“I am heading south to the city of....” Suddenly you realize you don't even know the name of your destination. For that matter it just dawns on you that you don't even know the names of the city you left, the people you met, or even yourself. “What is the name of the city by the oasis anyway?”

“I assume you mean Almas. The jewel of the desert. You are half way between there and the fortress city of Dolvor.” They seem a bit more at ease talking to you and one of them looks you over and asks, “Would you like to do some trading?”

“I don't know what do you have?” You ask, then remembering you only have 10 silver coins you add, “I don't really have much money though.”

“We bring silks and fancy garments from the south if you would like to look. But they do go for a good sum of coin. We have some nice dresses for only 10 to 20 silver.”

Part of you kind of likes the idea of a sexy silk dress, but you are running low on food, and aren't even sure that you are going to get paid for delivering the message, so you decide it would be smarter to pass. “Well as much as I would love a sexy new dress, I suppose I don't have the money to spend.” Then before you know what you just said, you add, “Unless I have something you would want to take in trade?”

To your surprise one of them is actually daring enough to grab your pack as he asks, “What do you have?” Your initial reaction is to stab him, but as he pulls out the massive butt plug, you are suddenly to stunned to react quickly. “What the hell is this?” A look of genuine surprise on his face.

Sheepishly you answer, “Umm, that is a butt plug. I got it with my armor.”

“This fits in your butt? No way, does it feel good?”

“Well kind of ya.” You answer, remembering your lovely orgasm you gave yourself removing it. “Here let me have it.” You say holding out your hand.

“Wait you said it came with your armor. What kind of armor would come with such a thing?”

“Ok, I'll show you.” In far less time than you would have thought, you quickly don the armor, dropping the cloak on the sand, despite not having the cups in place to cover your nipples. A warm smile is on your face as you see the looks of desire on their faces. “There, now give me the butt plug.”

“Ok.” He says and three of them descend on you. “I'll help you.” He adds as they turn you around, grabbing your arms to hold you still and bend you over.

“Wait don't force it.” You gasp as the tip is pressed against your asshole with no kind of lube what so ever. “At least spit on it or something, fuck.” He commences to spit on the massive thing and push in the tip. “Oh god, it isn't going to go in.” You gasp.

“Wait I had a stuck pig once. Here try this.” One of them says helpfully and slathers the thing with what you are pretty sure is lard. Then with one big push the masssive thing is once again lodged inside of your pretty anus.

“Well what do you know it fit.” One of them says incredulous. But several others have already pulled out their cocks, so turned on by watching them work on your ass. “I don't think you will need this.” Another says pulling off the bottom piece of your armor, leaving you wearing only the high heeled boots, gloves, and top that is little more than a push up wire frame of a bra. Plus that new sexy chain from nipple to nipple of course. Only a few seconds later you are on your knees with a trio of cocks offered up to your face. “If you want.” One of them says. Without saying a word you lick the shaft, then engulf the first long thin cock. None of them are all that much more than average, but as the group gets into it, you do find at least one cock that is quite long, 10” or more, and a second that is fat as hell, easily more than 2” in diameter. Several times someone tugs on your sexy ass tail, causing your pussy to flow, while you slurp down every cock offered to you. Then there is something new. As someone pulls up your sexy ass by the tail, you feel a big fat cock slip into your pussy.

“Oh my that is nice.” You gasp as it slides in, the pressure of the butt plug adding to the tightness of it all. The man fucking you wastes no time working up to anything and simply grips the tail in one hand, hooks the other in front of your hips, and fucks you doggie style, slapping your ass with his torso with each rapid stroke. Reaching back to slow his pounding, your arms slide past your thighs for only a second, and suddenly, 'click'. Your wrists lock in place. “Oops, wait can you unhook my wrists?” You ask, but they aren't having that.

“She is bound.” One of them notices while his pace quickens even more, your eyes rolling back in your head. This sets them loose on you as cock after cock finds it's way down your throat, in your tight pussy, and after one of them decides he has to have it, they pull out the butt plug, which is when you have the first of many orgasms tonight. Moments later one of them must have figured out exactly to use the hooks on the armor, as before you know what is going on, your hands and ankles are bound, your knees up past your chest folding you up nicely, as you are deposited onto the big fat cock directly up your ass in a single thrust as they simply drop you on it. Another climbs on and pushes his long cock home in your cunt. You would love to comment, beg, or scream, but you seem to spend the rest of the night with a cock buried in your mouth. All three holes filled, you receive your first load of cum, right down your throat into your gullet. A second lets loose into your ass, then a third in your pussy. Before you know it they are loosing steam as load after load is sprayed in your body. Overwhelmingly they seem to prefer your asshole, but you drink quite a bit of cum as well. “She drinks it.” One says once laughing, prompting another to do something a bit disgusting. He starts collecting what flows out of your pussy and ass in a cooking pot. Finally as the light of the next morning begins to turn the sky to an amber hue, they are all quite spent, lying in and around the waterhole as their plan comes to a close and they hand you the pot containing a massive swirl of juices. “Here is your treat.” He says laughing.

Gulping down every last drop you let out a little belch, smile, and say, “Yummy. Mind letting me go?” He can't hardly believe his sight, but he reaches out and unclasps the hooks holding your hands and ankles. “Thank you. I think I am going to get some sleep.” You say groggy, cum sloshing in your belly. Drifting off to sleep once again as the light grows.