Monday, August 13, 2018–Day 224. The captured warrior theme continues. Here’s a new one called "Defiant Woodland Warrior". She had fought like a woman possessed in the battle but eventually she had been captured and subdued. She was proud of the fact that she’d taken more than her share of kills during the battle. She knew she would be killed by her captors and was not foolish enough to expect an ounce of mercy. She would have it no other way. Of course the rapes followed. Although some of the women cried during the defilement, she did not. It was an annoyance and nothing more. Of course one of the younger soldiers foolishly tried to stick his cock in her mouth. She pretended to be ashamed of being forced to do it and whimpered and cried convincingly. Once he was fully aroused and thrusting deep in her throat, she revealed her true plan. "He" soon became an "It" as she proceeded to rip his cock and balls from his body with her teeth. By the time they pulled her off his shrieking body, she had swallowed most of his masculine equipment. Of course they punished her–she was beaten brutally. They pierced her tits and cunt with iron rings, tied ropes to them and proceeded to drag her through the encampment. Finally she was nailed to a cross and a titlus warning the others that she was extremely dangerous was nailed above her head. And still the whippings and torments continued and still she remained defiant. They finally decided that she was some kind of a witch or she-devil and the only prudent course of action would be to burn her alive. Half a dozen men came to her carrying bundles of wood to make the fire. When she saw them, she began to laugh. "Only six of you! You insult me! Bring more then take me down from this fucking tree, give me a sword, tie one hand behind my back and I’ll take you all on. It wouldn’t be a fair fight, now would it. Besides, I’m a woman. I know it would break your mother’s hearts to hear that their brave soldier boy’s guts were spilled all over the floor of the northern woods. Or did you come to have your little dick-let’s sucked. Oh, I suck real, real good. Take me down and I’ll suck you off like you’ve never been sucked before. Go on, try me. Ask your dick-less friend how good I am or are you too afraid. The trouble with Roman cock is that it’s so small. Why, the six of you would barely make a decent meal for me. But wouldn’t you like to try..." Despite her beaten and battered body, despite the knowledge of what she had done to their comrade, some of them were tempted. There was something in her eyes and in the sound of her voice--some erotic power that made them want to try. If they could somehow possess and triumph over this proud and defiant woman, surely their stature and prowess would be proven for all to see. They would have immense power and stature if they could defeat her magic with their cocks. It was like she had cast a powerful spell over all of them. Fortunately wiser heads soon prevailed. Branches were piled about the base of her cross and set ablaze. Her dying screams echoed throughout the woodland. The soldiers knew, however that there were others hiding in trees. Hey had heard it all and they were waiting. The soldiers decided to quickly leave this forest. This was a place of magic and terror and they knew that other defiant warriors were waiting behind every tree to finish her vengeance. Was it cowardice...? Perhaps, but none of them questioned the order and they all fled quickly..."
