Punch him!

First he molested her tits. Then the merchant had used her pretty mouth against her will, only to use her virgin pussy for his own pleasure. It seemed like all men wanted to do now that she was of age, was use her like a common whore.

Pulling back Ashley punched her brother in the jaw, catching him by surprise. Winter blinked slowly, as she gripped her hand in pain. Punching a real person hurt more then she expected. Turning to head into her room, she was surprised when her brother whirled her around and slammed his fist into her gut. With a sharp exhale, all the air the half-elf had in her lungs was expelled, and she fell to her knees breathless and in pain.

Looking up as she tried to regain her composure, but her brother had already pulled his huge cock out. The large icy pole was far bigger then the merchants. Her eyes went wide, as he pushed the fat meat against her lips. The busty girl clamped her lips shut to keep the invader at bay, as he rubbed his thick head against them. Winter frowned, softly gripping her nose with his other hand, and pinching the airway shut. Ash's eyes flew open, as the already short supply of air she had, was reduced to none.

As soon as the redhead gasped for air, her brother slammed his cock home. To weak to resist, the poor girl found herself getting her tonsils smashed by an angry cock once more. Over and over again Winter drove his pole down her throat, fucking her sweet innocent lips for all they were worth. Her emerald eyes stared up in shock and horror, as her own brother used her for his pleasure.

Ashley felt his cock throb, and realized what was about to happen. With a soft groan the large warrior emptied his balls into her stomach, forcing her to swallow load after load. Finally he pulled out with a wet 'plop' and smiled down at her.

“Good girl.” Winter said softly, patting her head. With that he turned and walked into his room, closing the door behind him.

Ashley stared in horror at the door, as she tried to digest what had just happened. After a few minutes, she wiped her mouth with her hand, and hurried into her own room, locking the door behind her. Crawling into bed she lie their listening to the howling winds, still in shock from her brother's ****.

Night turned to day and then back again, as the ship sailed through the never ending storm. The storm seem to get worse as they traversed it's choppy waters. Lying in bed, wondering what the future held, Ashley was startled by a scream so loud, it pierced the howling winds that swirled through the hull of the ship.

Leaping out of her bed, still dressed in her yellow summer dress, the busty beauty dashed into the hallway. The doors of the nearby rooms were all kicked in, and one of the mercenaries her brother had hired, lay dead on the floor. His sword was discarded nearby, and he wore only his pants, obviously having been resting or sleeping before he was struck down.

Looking up the hallway to the stairs leading to the deck, she saw her brother dressed in his full battle armor, his cowl low, his eyes glowing blue from the dark shadows of the hood. “I warned you sister.” The man said softly, with a wicked smile. “I warned you not to come.” His voice echoed, as if it were in a cavern, his intonation as cold as ice. “They are all going to die here.” Her brother said tapping the point of his huge blade against the wood beneath his metal boots.

A spark ignited from the tip of his blade, and oil she hadn't seen, burst into flames and began to spread rapidly across the floor and up the walls. “But not you. You're going to live. Because you're a Cross. You have no idea how much power lies within you. But you will learn. Goodbye my sweet Ash.” As the flame began to become a thick inferno blocking the way up, the knight turned and walked up the stairs, leaving his little sister to die in the growing conflagration of madness.

Suddenly Ash remembered the other hall. The back of this deck had the captains quarters, and two parallel halls with rows of living quarter, led to two separate stairs leading up and down. Turning the busty girl dashed down the hall, trying to keep her footing on the rocking ship, as it crashed through the waves of the angered ocean.

Rounding the bend, she heard a thunderous sundering as the ship began to split in half. Dashing down the hall she saw her uncle Kyle standing on the other side of the fissure. “Jump Ash!” He cried out over the screaming winds.

Steeling herself, the brave young woman darted forward and leapt through the shearing hallway. The ship continued to fall away, as the waves took the aft of the ship beneath the ocean's churning surface. She was caught in the spray, her body instantly soaked by the icy cold water. Kyle threw his hand out, as Ash missed the deck, and he barely snagged her wrist.

“Hold on!” Kyle screamed, trying to grab her with his other hand.

The water had made her skin slippery, and as she tried to reach up to take his hands, the stalwart man gasped in horror, as he lost his grip. Ashley fell backwards toward the cold deep ocean. As she fell, she could see every inch of his face, as tears spilled across his cheek. He was loosing her, just like he had lost his brother, and her mother. Did he know? Winter was lost to?

She felt the ocean hit, and her world turned black.

Gasping for air, the redhead spun around in shock, looking at a dimly lit cavern. She had to close her eyes to fight a sudden sense of vertigo. She was hanging upside down, tied by ropes. Her ankles were bound as were her wrists, however they had left her hands in front of her, so that was a plus.

“Hello?” She called out softly, opening her eyes, and glancing around the dank cavern. “Hello!” She called out louder, noting the torches lining the walls at intervals. Had they all been lit, the place would be very bright, but only a sporadic few had life.

A masked soldier dressed in red leather armor and a matching leather mask came into the room. He turned his head glancing around for the noise he had heard, his gaze finally settling on her. Turning his head sideways he looked her over appreciatively

“Hi...” Ashley smiled confused.

The man grunted at her in annoyance. “Shut up bitch, we will get to you when we're ready.” He growled ,turning and heading back down the hall he had come from.

“Hey!?” Ash growled angrily.

Closing her eyes again to regain her composure, she opened them and glanced at the ropes on her hands. Then she bent her head and looked up at the ropes around her ankles. She wasn't hanging from the ropes, the ropes were hanging from a hook. Bending up she tried to hook the ropes around her wrists onto the hook. It took two tries, but she managed to hook herself in place. Awkwardly the half-elf began gyrating her hands up and down along the point of the hook, slowly sawing through the hemp ropes.

When the ropes gave she almost screamed, as she catapulted down and began bouncing wildly through the air. She had to close her eyes, and **** herself to hold her stomach at bay, as she nearly lost her previous meal. When she came to a rest she again flipped herself up, and grabbed the ropes the hook was hanging from. Lifting herself up, she brought her bound ankles over the hook. As she tried to spin around she lost her grip and plummeted the few feet between her and the floor. Having fallen out of trees before, she relaxed and took the hit, her left arm aching from the hard stone.

Rolling up onto her bum, she began working the ropes off her feet. It took a good amount of effort, but she was finally free. She glanced down at herself, and realized that she was only wearing her black bra and panties. Dusting herself off she got up and slipped quietly down the hall the man had disappeared down.

As she navigated the dim tunnel, she could hear a slapping sound. She wasn't sure what it was. Then she began to hear some sort of, gagging. Having been face fucked by not one, but two men, she was well aware of what that sound was. Coming to a smaller cavern, with only one other exit, she saw three of the masked guards. Two of which, had their pants down, with a beautiful young Asian woman bent over between them. One was fucking her from behind, his hips slapping against her round, pert ass. The other was slamming his thick cock down her throat, causing her to gag over and over again. The last guard was watching, standing near the cavern wall, as he reveled in the poor girl's humiliation.