The Slavers of Jashair (Ryth)

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~The Slavers of Jashair~

Dungeon Type: Single
Dungeon Level: 0

(OOC Info: Expect Enslavement, Heavy Bondage, Gangbang, Bukkake and Rape.)

Desired Posting Speed: Three Posts a Day is fine, but at the slowest Once a Day.
Desired Posting Length: Detailed Paragraphs. (Two to Three will Do. The more details in the paragraphs you give me the more I can give back to you.)

~Opening~

The Kingdom of Krisalis whilst within it's absolute decadence and vice often turns upon it's own people and nowhere is that more evident then the practice of slavery which under the new practices of the kingdom is completely legal and thus were born the Slavers of Jashair. The Slavers of Jashair are basically hired bandits and mercinaries of the kingdom who steal unfortunate souls from nearby kingdoms. Whilst the borders are heavily patrolled and fortified the Slavers have a way around this due to the kingdoms sanction of this practice by means of the old mining shaft near the Worlds Spine that leads into the mountains and out beyond the borders about three days journey for those who know the way. "The Highway" as it dubbed, allows the Slavers to continue their practice unmolested by the forces that keep the kingdom sealed from the outside world.

They have stolen able bodied men for labor, lovely women for concubines and children for the occult purposes. They prey upon the surrounding farmlands under the cover of night and the surrounding countries live in a constant state of fear due to it. One such attack happens upon the hamlet of Nigria, a simple farming community well within the established borders of the Kingdom of Estakil. Whether it is because you were upon your travels or a simple local within the hamlet, or hunting these men down for one reason or another you are soon swept up into a world of strife and heroics.
 

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Name: Jayne Harvistir

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She has an intense, confident and focused personality, combined with naivete and inexperience.

Desired Posting Speed: Generally 2-3 times a day, more if the dungeon villain is faster.
Desired Posting Length: Preferably multi-paragraph.

Level 0

Willpower - 30 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 10 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 20 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 20 / 20

Farmwork has kept her tough in mind and body and well-suited to enduring tasks. Her innate farmgirl-turned-heroine nature allows her superior intuition with combat, but her naivety and inexperience means she falls easily when actually struck. She has no knowledge or innate power of magic.

Skills - Sewing, cooking, plowing, tilling, animal husbandry, archery
Character Fetishes - Exhibition, bukkake, rough sex, anal sex
Player Fetishes - Corruption, continuity, transformation (of the minor/sexy/enhancement type, disfigurement is a turn-off)

She was out hunting fey in the Estakil Woods when it happened. If the fey weren't captured and let go from time to time, so they'd know their place, they'd get too bold and wander close in the spring, sometimes kidnapping their younger ones, sometimes keeping them. If they gave them back, they were always fey-touched. After they took Jayne's youngest sister, Sari, in her fourteenth summer, they'd found her naked and singing with the horses a week after. She wouldn't put on clothes by her own choice, even two years later, but the weather never ravaged her.

The smoke rising above the treetops was the first warning sign in the darkness, but the distant ember glow of flames in the darkness called her back home. She returned in the morning to a kitchen in ruins, the food stores ravaged, all the horses but one missing. Her other sisters, twins and a year younger than she, had left a half-written note begging for her to rescue them and Sari.

The raiders didn't find the hidden cellar, with her mother's old armor and her father's sword.

She grabbed her sword, mounted her horse, she hit off on the open road. She tied her hair behind her head, swore she wouldn't rest til the slavers were dead, and her sisters were free. She headed off for The Highway, the heart of the slaver activity, deep in the World's Spine.
 
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Giving onwards chase from here hamlet she followed the wagon track and pursues them. Riding bareback upon her mount she rode like the wind she holds onto the large beast and eventually comes across a billowing column of black smoke over the hills and trails she had traveled across. Through the tall grass she rushed now off her mount as she didn't wish to draw too much attention to herself. They had arrived within the neighboring wheat hamlet of Kielis. Several of the women were currently being shackled and shoved into wagons whilst the few men willing to fight back were being outclassed by the experienced slavers often being disarmed rather then killed. The slavers made sure to take the ones that were more useful alive.

She noticed a good number of the slavers were abound. She put the number at about ten or fifteen by the amount of prints within the ground and the number of them abound in their uniforms. Some even stole several children from their hiding place placing them in several cages. Her hands clenched tightly drawing a bit of blood from her knuckles. She noticed that a good number of the men however had one young newly wed in a simple white gown in ropes as her husband screamed for some kind of mercy "I bet she hasn't even been deflowered yet! Maybe we should put on a proper bachelorette party for her!" They began suddenly tearing her wedding dress of her trying to strip her down fully nude before the slavers. Jayne didn't need a picture to figure out what was going to happen if she didn't intervene. But could she fight off this many?

(Fight the Slavers Head On (Combat/Naughty); Hide From the Slavers (Explore/Combat)

Jayne's Stats

Willpower - 30 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 10 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 20 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 20 / 20
 

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Jayne cringed with disgust at the sight of the woman being attacked by the slavers. To be attacked by raiders on your wedding day.. 'twas little she could do for the day or the dress, but she had no intent to let the slavers take this town, too. She squinted her violet eyes in anger, a heavy breath escaping her slowly. She prepared to move, raising from her crouch til her rear stuck out on display behind her.

She should probably have waited for the slavers to pull their pants down, or freed some of the captives, or trailed them and attacked when the slavers were off-guard. She did none of this.

With sword held bloodily firm in her grip, her farm-toned thighs propelled her from her hiding cover, her armor constrained her rapidly gainaxing chest, and her speed covered the ground towards the first slaver with his back to her. Her sword would strike first if she could, without regard to honor or fairness- not for slavers.

Fight the Slavers Head-On
 
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First Roll:

(Fight the Slavers Head On, Combat = 18, Naughty = x1.5)
(Jayne's Combat is 7. Roll of 3 = 10. Jayne fails by 8)
(Jayne suffers 8 HP Loss and 12 Lewd Loss)


Jayne soon charged forward her sword spinning it about within her right hand with a posture full of menace and fury against the slavers. Her blade slices through the air with no subtlety at the one slaver who had pushed the bride down to her knees but three of the other slavers saw her coming and soon enough the blade was intercepted clashing hard against the hand axe. The right hand grabs hold of her sword arm to attempt to get control of her. She gave a hard kick to the shin to make sure she could get loose however she had to duck another attack from a short sword before finally a blow from mace knocked the wind out of her sails and brought her staggering backwards. She really should have waited and thought this through for now she was fighting a three on one battle with the remaining two holding the wife so she could not run.

As the fight wears upon Jayne her body began to tire from the three on one disadvantage with the men seemingly not slowing down nearly as quick as she had previously hoped. Things could not have been more botched. She suddenly felt her sword become flicked out of her hand and then she was swiftly forced down with two holding her arms and another onto her legs. She thrashed about trying to fight back however she was overwhelmed. Her armor was then casually removed and then her clothes torn off her body to leave her fully nude before the slavers. She was going to wind up like the bride! She grits her teeth in the sheer rage inside her heart before a sudden dagger to the brides neck stopped her short. They were going to kill her and the husband if she didn't co-operate.

Slowly her struggles died as she couldn't just let them be killed like that. Sickening as it was she was going to have to stomach this humiliation. Her body was soon made into their personal toy their erections slowly being revealed as she was let up to her knees and with sheer reluctance building she began to stroke the two men with her hands whilst using her mouth on the third. Their cocks felt unwashed and slickened with sweat and it was an unappealing notion. Her mouth bobbed slowly upon the head taking her time trying to force herself through this act. She wouldn't show them tears or the like... she wasn't going to give them that satisfaction.

Jayne's Stats

Willpower - 30 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 2 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 20 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 8 / 20
 

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She almost gagged at first, the filth sliding into her mouth like raw sausage. The smell was overpowering. Back and forth her head slid on the slaver's rod, her lips closed tight around flesh. It was so sweaty.. she let her saliva cover it to make it easier, tasting less of the sweat, her tongue touching the head and underside, wiggling around it to keep it moist. The sliding came faster with it wetter.

Her eyes bore upwards at the man in her mouth, her face like a steel mask, refusing to show emotion. No disgust, no pain. She wouldn't give them anything. Her body, naked and untouched, remained on her knees, her heavy-set breasts jiggling with each pump of her throat. Her hands squeezed 'round the cocks offered, inexperience guiding her- she grabbed the foreskin and jerked up and down quickly, squeezing all the way. Their unwashed filth made them slippery, reduced the harm her inexperienced hands could cause.

She looked to the side, searching for her sword, for a chance to move, and saw the captives, the slavers watching, the bride and groom doubtless staring. She gulped unexpectedly, moving her tongue unconciously faster, hands moving in longer strokes, her head bobs bringing her lips closer to the hilt of the man's crotch. The bulb pushed into her throat. How many would she have to take this way?
 
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The bride fared no better at the moment then Jayne did. For the bride had been fully stripped now and was being forced to give similar service to the two slavers that were holding her captive sucking slowly with obvious tears rolling down her face as she silently pleaded for mercy. A sad sight to watch especially for her husband who was beside himself with grief. The second one had both her hands stroking his filthy cock as she had her head tiled to the side to nurse upon that other unwashed dick.

Jayne found herself now being groped and fondled at her breasts by a set of hands, one from each of the men that she was forced to jerk off. Her mouth bobbed deeply upon the slavers erection before she felt something throb inside her mouth. His cock was aching and needing heated release. Before she could pull away he pulled out of her and began to stroke his own cock and as he did the others groaned out in exquisite release as they came over her breasts and face coating her with an abundance of salty seed. The bride was given similar treatment looking absolutely violated and resigned. What was supposed to be her happiest day turned out to be the worst.

Jayne soon felt the hard ringing of her body being swatted by a sword hilt and she fell to the ground unconscious. When she awoke she had been cleaned however she was still very much nude and within a cage. It was night time a large crackling bonfire was up within the distance along with several screams and moans of women. Clearly the slavers were breaking in the more easier women saving her for later and more disciplined tamers. She knew she had to get loose and get away, because as she was she was no match for the slavers by herself. She needed to find a way to escape. There was one guard staying behind looking sullen at being left out of the fun. She could steal the key or his sword or both and then escape or try and lure him in with her natural charms and then ambush him.

(Use Stealth to Escape (Explore/Explore); Seduce the Guard (Naughty/Combat)

Jayne's Stats

Willpower - 30 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 2 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 20 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 8 / 20
 

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Jayne played dead for a little while until she was certain the guard wasn't paying attention, and then slid her body over to him, scooting nakedly across the floor til she was behind him. Her hand curled round the bars as the other slid out easily between them, stretching out two fingers to tickle at the distracted man's belt. The bars pressed into her red-welted breasts, the cold sending tingles down.

She would go for his keys first, if she could grab them without being spotted- if he appeared to get wise to her attempt, she would try to snatch his sword first and threaten him into silence and release.

She considered 'offering' him services, since the slavers seemed so very focused, and he so very sullen, but after being abused and unsatisfied she was in no mood for another quick splatter. But the idea was there.


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First Roll:
Second Roll:

(+2 for a decent plan)

(Use Stealth to Escape, Explore = 18, Explore = 21)
(Jayne's Explore is 5. Roll of 12 = 17 Jayne fails by one)
(Jayne's Explore is 5. Roll of 17 = 22 Jayne succeeds by one)
(Jayne suffers 1 Stamina Loss)


Jayne carefully reaches her fingers about for the keyring and the silence was tedious and her mind began to tremble with worry at the thought of being caught and what might happen. Her hand had to be willed still as she reached for the keys and began to slip them off. She she saw him move she thought for a second that she was caught however he gave a sharp yawn and then began to move away. Her hand lifted the keys up byt they dropped out of her fingers because of her instinct to pull away when he yawned. he beg to walk away however without hearing the keys drop to the ground right outside the cage. he was heading for the tents thankfully. She exhaled slowly and began to check the keys one by one to see which one was her cage. Opening the cage she feels the soft grass underneath her feet and smiled a bit. It was swiftly short lived when the guard came out having relieved himself. She quickly rank out into the wilds with the blaring sound of a horn following soon after.

She ran as fast as she could nude through thick underbrush her getting a few rare cuts to her skin and bumps from running so fast without caring which was she went except away from the sounds. She heard loud barking coming from across the distance soon enough. They were using hounds to find her! The slavers running after her following the hounds. She redoubled her efforts running as quickly as she could before she skids to a stop when the ground abruptly took a large drop down a rocky slope into cold waters below. She looked back uncertain to make the jump or not. If she jumped she might die but if she didn't she would surely be caught! Her heart was banging within her ribcage, pumping blood and adrenalin through her body.

She made her choice... Better to die then to be a sexual slave. She leapt off plummeting through the air and fell down... and down... And with a loud splash she went underneath the waters swept away by the river. Up above the lanterns and torchlight were above where she once was and in the dead of night they would surely not be able to find her. She steered herself through the currents, remembering not to fight the currents but go with it. Eventually she dragged herself up onto a sandy shore and collapsed absolutely exhausted as her body fainted from the lack of adrenaline. She panted her mind wanting sleep partially however she could not allow that. She needed to survive, she needed to recover and go after them again.. she was going to save her sisters. However she knew damn well her chances were nothing without her gear or even a weapon. She wondered if the slavers would give up so easily upon her. Forcing herself up to her feet she trudged onwards through the woodlands. taking shelter up in a giant oak tree she needed rest if she was to do what was needed.

Daylight came far too early for her liking but she was alright still. She exhaled slowly and began her work anew. She spent half of the morning gathering wood for fire using sharp rocks for getting branches alive or dead off trees and bark from dead ones. She used the rocks to get a fire at the rivers. She also took the liberty of taking up a heavier branch and carving it into a suitable club to replace her sword. She smiled at the very least having a weapon. However that relief was short lived when she hear sounds coming from her camp. peeking out from the thicket the slavers had found it and were investigating it figuring this was hers. They had not yet noticed her however for which she was very thankful. She could perhaps set up some kind of trap or ambush them to get rid of the slavers or she could flee and possibly elude them whilst they had no idea where she was.

(Setup an Ambush or Trap (Combat/Explore); Flee the Scene (Explore/Naughty)

Jayne's Stats

Willpower - 30 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 2 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 19 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 8 / 20
 

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Jayne peered out through the thicket towards the slavers, keeping herself hidden underneath the underbrush. She quickly counted the slavers and ducked back down, staring at the dirt as her mind worked for a plan. The sun's light was nearing midday, and her naked body was beginning to moisten with sweat. Looking at trees ahead, her hardened mind came up with a plan.

Quickly she moved, finding a small bank nearby to the river she'd crawled out of. She searched quickly, finding a rotting, knotted vine and laying it across the wood floor near the bank's edge. One end was tied tight and quick around a tree's bottom and hidden with a small pile of twigs, and the other laid across a path she would make by stamping her feet- hopefully they would see it, assume they were her tracks, and follow. She got a good-sized rock and chucked it at a slaver's head, then fled towards the trap.

She would wait with mud-caked ankles and naked breath behind a tree just in front of her trap with the other end of the vine in her hand, and when they passed the line, she'd spring and yank the vine, tripping as many as she could down the bank and attacking whomever was at the end of their little expedition from behind with her makeshift club.

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First Roll:

(Setup an Ambush or Trap. Combat = 23, Naughty = x1.5)
(Jayne's Combat is 7. Roll of 12 = 19. Jayne fails by 4)
(Jayne suffers 2 HP Loss, 6 Lewd Loss and 2 Willpower Loss)


Jayne's trap gets the job done in tripping a number of them, namely the first two and she springs out nude as a babe in the spring with a firm branch ready to brain them upon the head with a resounding crack to their helmets. She manages to knock out the first one however the second one sees the blow coming and grabs her ankle and pulls sending her off balance and onto the ground on her ass. Her plan began to backfire as the man gets over top of her holding her down with considerable force. She struggled and for the moment looked to be overpowering him but suddenly more hands began to pull her down and soon she found herself pulled down with her hands tied behind her back. "Damn this one has a lot of fire in her... Look at those eyes. They're really showing a trick or two. Personally I say we should teach her some manners for running off." The men laugh as they knew it would be about time for a suitable reward.

She felt a hollow mouth gag be forced onto her and the proud farm girl was forced onto her back atop another mans chest. She suddenly found herself being lubricated with some kind of strange warm chemical gel that seemed to physically entice her. It was rubbed onto her folds and ass pushing into her with a pair of vile fingers.. They were going to physically take her.. violate her. She struggled more so but there was too many of them. She could only watch in horror as that thick unwashed dick began to slide into her pussy deflowering her. She screamed through the gag and she shrieked once more feeling the same thing happen to her rear end. She was being over-stimulated however her screams soon were silenced as another went into her mouth thanks to the mouth gag. A fourth man would straddle her stomach rubbing at her tender breasts with his penis in between them. She felt them all slide about inside her tender love holes and she ached from her first time. She wanted to be in another place but nothing would spare her from this nightmare. She could do nothing in her moans and screams. She had to fight back tears as she wouldn't show that even if they were doing so much that one could not bear. Her body began responding to the motions however as her hips out of instinct began to grind into those thrusting dicks.

She felt an intense knot began to grow within her belly as she heard the mean moan in delight pumping harder into her as she wanted this humiliation to end however they had been at this for ten long minutes. Her pussy contracted and pulsed whilst her asshole squeezed tightly the dicks inside of her trying to milk it for seed. She shook her head wildly when she felt them swell up inside of her with one declaring "Shit! Im gonna cum!" She screamed through the hard erection inside her mouth before she felt them cum inside her pussy and ass, filling her completely. Her mouth was pulled out of and that slaver came hard over her face whilst the one using her tits began to cum over her tits. She breathed hard unable to even look at them now. She was going to fail her sisters... and worse.. she might join them in it.

They were about to carry her away before someone drops to the ground. One of the slavers lands beside her with an arrow through the neck bleeding and gasping for air before dying. Another slaver drew his weapon but took two arrows to his chest before slumping into the tree. Another gets an arrow into the skull then falling forward with the arrow pushing into the head further. The last loses his morale attempting to run away but catches an arrow in the back and falls into a puddle of water. As she began to fade into unconsciousness a youthful woman with pointed ears looked down at her with a concerned manner. When she began to awaken she found her body cleaned and injuries tressed with her dressed in a white tunic with forest green breeches. She found herself in a silken hammock, within a strange wooden house seemingly grown within a giant oak tree. She soon saw the elf working over some kind of herbs and chemicals before she walked over to Jayne and smiled "Ah good you're awake now. I guess you're going to be okay." She seemed cheerful before her as she then offered the mixture in a bowl. "Drink this. It should help purify you and help you mend well. You're lucky I heard you when I did." Jayne drank and felt her body become warm and soothed. Suddenly the events that had happened to her seemed... less arduous now. She started to rise to her feet as she was thankful but she needed to find the slavers. "Wait. What's wrong? Why do you want to find them so badly?" Jayne quickly explained the situation to her which gave her a pitied look mingled with horror before she suddenly spoke up "Well you're not going to be going alone are you?" She gave a smile before she said with finality "You'll have help in this task. My name is Fiona, and after we arm you we'll track them down." She was soon giving a longsword and a suit of elvish leather armor. Yes it might not be like mothers but it was a good fit.

(Restoration Potion: +2 to Willpower, +8 to HP)

Several days pass on by as they move on with only a brief pause for food and rest however thanks to Fiona's expert tracking and knowledge of the woods she finds that they were making incredible time seemingly able to close in the gap on the slavers caravan easily. She eventually makes it to the rocky roads of the World's Spine. She smiled to herself as now they were truly getting somewhere. Jane eventually crawled over a large cliff to over look the fabled "Highway" of the slavers. She noticed the caravans were entering through a large wooden gate that was well guarded by about three of the men each one with horns at their hips. She narrowed her eyes ready to make a move when a hand rest upon her shoulder. Fiona looked on with concern over the head on approach and points out something to the farm girl. "There's probably another passageway in. I bet you anything it would be some kind of emergency secondary doorway. All these caverns and caves to interchange together at one point or another. We might be safer there." It was up to Jayne however to decide on a plan of attack.

(Approach from the Caverns (Explore); Approach from the Main Entrance (Combat)

Jayne's Stats

Willpower - 30 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 8 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 19 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 2 / 20
 

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The farmgirl crawled atop a rock to get an even further view, standing dangerously close to the edge of the cliff. She noted the men and their weapons, and searched hard and long for any sign of her sisters in those caravans below before making a decision.

Jayne had had quite enough of rushing straight into combat and getting her rear handed to her bruised and soaked in the cum of the slavers. She looked towards Fiona and gestured firmly towards the cavern passageway. "Let's take the secondary cavern passages. It might help lead us to a good ambush spot.. but anything is smarter than just rushing in again. With that bow of yours, you could hassle them all the way through the tunnels if we get a good path laid out."

She presses a hand to Fiona's shoulder and nodded. "Thank you for all the help you've given me so far. You do not need to follow me.. this is my quest, but I won't turn down your help.. I will be in great debt to you when this is over." She said with total seriousness.

Approach from the Caverns
 
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First Roll:

(Approach From the Caverns. Explore = 20)
(Jayne's Explore is 5. Roll of 12 = 17. Jayne fails by 3)
(Jayne suffers 3 Stamina Loss)


Jayne had the right idea to go through the caverns even with the thick webbing in place over certain hollows of the cave. Using torchlight she moved through it along with her elvish friend. Unfortunately her inexperience with spelunking was a hinderance to be certain as she found herself becoming more and more lost as time went on. She ducked low underneath a low roof of rocks soon wading through an underground river. She did however have the help of Fiona whom allowed her to keep on moving with her natural affinity for tracking and sharper senses. She pressed on and eventually righted their course. They came to a large wooden double set of doors and pushed them open.

The sharp glare of a lantern greeted the two ladies as the roar of a loud crowd echoed through their ears. Before them they stood in the center of a dusted ditched fortified with spiked wooden walls. She saw a raven haired man with pale skin and harsh blue eyes peering down at her with her sisters in stocks nude as the day they were born and shackled nearby his throne of ivory. He smiled a bit "Good evening honored guests. I knew you'd be back here farm girl. These two have been claiming you'll come and teach me a lesson, and save them. You want them alive? Then you'll have to entertain me. Prove to me that you are worthy." Before her was an iron portcullis leading towards an iron gate whih reads over head "Lust Gauntlet" however through another set of stairs a very large man standing at eleven feet in height and well muscled. He wielded a large maul in one hand with banded armor with a chuckle. She noticed the elf has snuck away in the attention as many of them scream with excitement. "Here we have the undefeated champion and breaker of women! The Groundshaker Tarith!" He said with glee as he then says "Of course if you think you cannot handle him you may always go through the portcullis and try your luck there."

(Deal with the Arena Champion (Combat/Combat/Naughty); Try and Endure the Lust Gauntlet (Naughty/Spirit)

Jayne's Stats

Willpower - 30 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 8 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 16 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 2 / 20
 

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Jayne took a large gulp and stared around at the crowd roaring for her blood and body, turning quickly to her new friend only to find the elf vanished. She grimaced heavily, turning back to the raven haired man, wondering if she had been tricked and led here upon purpose. There was no other reason she could discern but betrayal! That would be the last time she trusted an elf..

Grinding her temper and taking in the sight of her sisters to bolster her fervor, she held out the elvish sword towards the Groundshaker Tarith and beckoned him to come forward. "You will find no more pleasure by me or my sisters. I WILL slay your champion and you WILL release my kin." This was easily going to be one of the greatest fights of her life; she was wielding an unfamiliar weapon and facing against a far superior foe, yet it would also be for the highest stakes: She would have her sisters cheering her on, at least! Their fate would shame her more than any dozen buckets of slaver cum upon her would.

She waited for the Groundshaker to strike first, dodging his first attack and attempting to get inside and behind his reach to prevent him from taking advantage of his size and undoubtable strength. If necessary, she would fight dirty, or feign defeat and offer herself to the victory in order to slay him.

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First Roll:

(Deal with the Arena Champion. Combat = 23, Combat = x1, Naughty = x1)
(Jayne's Combat is 7. Roll of 13 = 20. Jayne fails by 3)
(Jayne suffers 6 HP Loss, 2 Lewd Loss and 1 Willpower Loss)


Jayne goes straight for the offense straight away clashing her blade against the Groundshakers massive weapon. The maul easily holding up to the hard treatment as was her sword. She ducked and weaved faster then the damn maul could be swung getting small nicks into the thick skin of her opponent. She felt the massive fist of her opponent slam into her stomach sending her skidding backwards towards a knee however that blow barely registered with pain as she staggered back to her feet trying to draw him backwards towards the spires of wood that line the walls. He did indeed approach with every swing sending shards of wood through the air as she leapt up upon the base of the spikes to get higher and higher away from the Groundhsaker before she leaps over him and slides down his back now making stab towards his back. Unfortunately he was as fast as he was strong and was merely playing the slow lumbering giant. He dodged to the left and then lands a direct blow to her chest knocking the wind out of her before she dropped her blade.

The groundshaker suddenly stripped her out of her new elvish armor naked and exposed once again as she was placed on her hands and knees the blood that she had spilt from him now being used to lubricate his soon exposed dick. Her head was forced down into the soft ground as she thought for a moment she was going to be taken in her womanhood again. His length was a good foot in length and was three inches thick. A true virgin breaker... and she felt him swiftly slide deep into her rear entrance. Her pupils shrank and she gave a shrill scream of anguish being deflowered in a place such a thing was not meant to be. She screamed that he would break her in two if he moved and when he did she couldn't help but shed tears from this. It hurt! With every thrust it hurt her! Her cunt pressed outward blooming like a flower as she felt two fingers as thick and long as a normal sized penis push into her folds. She began to moan in swift agony as she was forcibly taken by this brute of a man. Her body was aching with every thrust and yet her body seemed to savor it. Her heart beats within her and she looked up to her sisters, in total shame as she began to rock her hips back into that cruel cock. It pained her to be raped in front of her sisters and to have her body betray her like this. Made worse when she thought he would cum inside of her. This however did not happen when she felt an arrow strike the groundshaker in the shoulder forcing him to pull out and shower her lower body with heated spunk. the elf had not abandoned her but rather tried to seek a way to rescue the two sisters but unfortunately she was forced to help Jayne escape her predicament. Jayne however now had a second chance to beat the groundshaker or try the lust gauntlet.

(Deal with the Arena Champion (Combat/Combat/Naughty); Try and Endure the Lust Gauntlet (Naughty/Spirit)

Jayne's Stats

Willpower - 29 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 2 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 16 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 00 / 20
 

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Jayne would not be defeated so easily, climbing to her knees, ass and cunt still exposed like slowly creasing and closing flowers.Darting her eyes from her sisters with a heated blush of shame and increasing arousal, Jayne grabbed the dropped sword, not even for an instant considering the lust gauntlet. Her vision narrowed til all she saw was the Groundshaker, and that monstrous cock between his legs.

She charged towards him, leaving her spunk-covered ass in sight of everyone in the arena, and dribblets of her own arousal dotting the dust behind her. That massive hammer rose to quickly knock her down, but instead of directly attacking him she jumped into a slide between his legs, the hammer slamming down into the dirt just behind her. She came to a stop just behind the man, cutting his buttocks and cloth.

His hammer came at her sideways fast and furious, and only her sword blocked it in time, but his strength and speed was still such that her arm and sword was forced against her body in blocking and her balance knocked away from her.

He grabbed her sword arm's wrist and yanked her up, closing his hand tight so she could not wave her sword; she tried to headbutt him. He just grinned at her and headbutted her back with far more force. She tried to kick at him; he grabbed her leg and began to force her downwards on his body, his cock creeping up towards her still cumsoaked ass, lubing both her and him. His head had just penetrated her ass again when Jayne managed to force her other leg between them, pressing her free hand on his chest.

He tried to force her down, Jayne tried to force herself away from him by her leg. The struggle continued for tense moments, the huge cock slowly sliding into Jayne's ass, her face contorting into obvious pleasure bit by bit. She struggled, raised her free arm- and grabbed her sword from her captured arm.

She would wrap her legs around his waist and plunge him as far into her ass she could take him to distract him, then plunge that sword into his body- if only he did not notice, or reacted too late..

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Re: The Slavers of Jashair (Ryth)

First Roll:

(+2 due to Graphic and Brilliant Idea)

(Deal with the Arena Champion. Combat = 21, Combat = x1, Naughty = x1)
(Jayne's Combat is 7. Roll of 13 = 20. Jayne fails by 1)
(Jayne suffers 2 HP Loss and 1 Willpower Loss)


Jayne felt her plan nearly work however when she shoved herself back down upon that groundshakers cock her body soon atop him she found her body reacting to it as she threw her head back moaning as she began to grind steadily upon it due to the width and the depth of which she was imapling herself upon it. The pleasure she was feeling was simply too good to fight off and she smiled a bit putting off the final blow as her left hand cups her own breasts rubbing slowly along it. The elf, Fiona was quite shocked and tried to help by readying another arrow however the Groundshaker would not be fooled twice as he reached over to sweep at her legs and then drags Fiona over. She found her body being stripped of her elvish clothes her nudity exposed to Jayne. Both hands held behind her back as she was forcibly made to straddle the groundshakers mouth as he began to eat out her pussy making her scream in shock, pleasure and horror at the idea of being raped. Jayne sympathizing for the moment kissed Fiona upon the lips to calm her down as she rammed herself upon that thick meat. Her pussy quivered with desire as her tongue rolls along Fiona's blurred by lust as she directs Fiona's finegrs down to her pussy letting her rub over it. Somehow this horrible act didn't seem so bad once she had Fiona with her. When she felt the knot began to form she knew she was running short on time. It was now or never for her to act!

Jayne's Stats

Willpower - 28 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 0 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 16 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 00 / 20
 

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Her ass throbbing and squeezing down on the monstrous cock inside it, Jayne's eyes were struggling to stay open and focused in the midst of so much pleasure. She squeezed her tit firmly, from base to nipple til she was pinching it tight; she thrust her hips up and down with reckless abandon as she felt the knot forming inside her.
The lust and pleasure made her forget her sisters and her shame, her tongue writhing against her elf friend's and sucking on those slender lips. Her eyes looked intensely into Fiona's, grinding herself on the elf's hand, and then pulled the hand up to her breast, forcing her friend to squeeze the melonfruit.

The Groundshaker had made a mistake. Holding the elf and Jayne both against him meant he wasn't holding onto her wrists, letting the seemingly lustfallen farmgirl push herself against him, bucking him like a bull with her hips. Her hand still clutched her sword!

She slammed her hips against his, coaxing his orgasm, wanting to feel that hot rush of seed pour into her. Her juices flowed freely over her thighs and onto the monster pole pushing into her ass, lubricating it further. She kissed Fiona like the elf was a three-pence whore, forcing lust into her friend and sharing her orgasm forcefully. Her tits pressed into the chest of her encaptor and Fiona's hand, begging to be squeezed.

She went over it in her mind as the pleasure overtook her. He would be temporarily incacipated during the orgasm, for just a second or two. She was counting on this. She would come, and hard, letting loose a scream as her ass squeezed and yanked, trying to wrench his heated orgasm out of his cock. While he orgasmed, she would yank her friend down, cut her sword sideways against his throat, and kick off of him to land in the dust with Fiona in her arm like some rescued princess, his cock still pumping seed all over them as he fell.

She would savor her victory by kissing Fiona again hotly as they were coated in seed, pulling their naked bodies together for the crowd to cheer over- if her plan worked. Pure willpower would get her through this.

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Re: The Slavers of Jashair (Ryth)

First Roll:

(+2 due to Graphic and Brilliant Idea)

(Deal with the Arena Champion. Combat = 19, Combat = x1, Naughty = x1)
(Jayne's Combat is 7. Roll of 20 = 27. Jayne succeeds by 8)


Jayne rocked her hips violently blushing with a soft cry given with each thrust she took upon that thick Groundshaker's cock. Her breasts heaved with every might thrust given as her tongue curled about. She soon felt that intense surge of pleasure rock her to the very core of her being. She felt the Groundshaker seize up inside of her and began to explode inside of her tight rear. She pulled Fiona close as if to share a very passionate moment before her right arm swipes along the neck with the sword slicing through the Groundshakers neck and she kicked off him the head falling forward as his body was thrown back to the dusted ground below exactly as she planned.

The crowd none the less roared with approval as the pale slave leader would rise up from his throne. "Very impressive ladies. However the game is not over yet. I will not let you or your kin go without a fight. If you dare to face me, I shall be certain to break you. We shall settle this..." The pale man would walk away with his strides bringing him towards a tent beyond the makeshift gladiator pit the two ladies were in. They took the opportunity to clean themselves up. Jayne's sisters had been stolen away once more brought in chains towards the tent and anchored to either side within stocks. Two other empty ones remain and it was obvious whom they were for. He pulled a mace from the weapons rack and a bullwhip as well. He smiled lightly "Well well. After all this trouble i do hope you have some fight left in you. Or else I shall have to find... other ways to amuse myself."

(Defeat Jashair, Leader of the Slavers. (Combat/Naughty/Explore)

Jayne's Stats

Willpower - 28 / 30

Combat and HP - 7 and 0 / 10
Explore and Stamina - 5 and 16 / 20
Spirit and Magic - 0 and 00 / 00
Naughty and Lewd - 8 and 00 / 20
 

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Jayne recovered herself when the Groundshaker fell, taking her victory in Fiona's lips and supple body pulled tight against her own, bare skin smoothing out the seed dripping down their bodies as she took the elf's lips with fierce triumph.

She let Fiona go, the elf stumbled dazed, trying to recover her balance and gather her things back together. Jayne did the same, quickly putting the elvish armor back on, though now she wore nothing underneath, her arms and legs bare and slick with cum.

"You want our bodies? Come and get them." She challenged the Pale Man, beckoning him to come to her with her sword. Wary of that whip more than the mace, she didn't think he could be as great of a challenge as the Groundshaker.. she would likely be wrong.

She gestured to Fiona, "Gather your bow and try to stay out of his reach. Distract him with arrows if you can."

With that she was off, running towards the Pale Man. As she got within his reach, she performed an incredible jump, thighs pumping and pushing her a man's height above the Pale Man. It was unfortunate he had already prepared his first move. A whip's tip wrapped around her leg and yanked her to the ground, crashing her into sand and dirt. She stumbled to her feet, and his mace caught her in the front, protected by the armor.

Air rushed out of her lungs and she ached, but she grabbed his mace and spun around with a roundhouse kick faster than should be expected for a dazed girl, her heel catching Jashair in the face and knocking him sideways. He remained upright. She tried to kick him again, but her caught her leg and brutally moved into the space between her legs, jabbing his whip's bottom into her cunt. She cried out as the leather instrument was jabbed harshly into her and then pulled out again, Jashair pushing her back and away.

Fiona prepared an arrow as Jayne tried a wide, hacking slash towards the man.

Defeat Jashair, leader of the slavers
 
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