Slayers
Nahga Captured!
By PJ
 
The campfire crackled softly, its light illuminating Nahga the Serpent's beautiful, but anguished features.  She clutched her lower abdomen, moaning softly with nausea.  Droplets of perspiration slid down the woman's forehead unnoticed as she tried to ignore her suffering body.
Nahga lowered herself onto her side, draping a blanket over her left shoulder, letting the dancing flames lull her to sleep.
 
 
Nahga walked slowly down the crude road, her shoulders hunched within her long, black cloak, her lank tresses of violet hair hanging lifelessly down her back.  She took another break against a tree on the side of the road, raising her open right hand before her face.  She concentrated, focusing her power, calling upon the magic to obey her.  A weak golden mote appeared in Nahga's palm, pulsing faintly, then collapsing upon itself, winking into oblivion. Nahga sighed deeply, her large bosom rising and falling before she pushed off the tree trunk and resumed her journey down the road.
 
Nahga was deep within a grove of trees when the bandits made themselves known.
 
"Halt or be slain!" shouted a stout man dressed in filthy, ill-fitting leathers.  He moved to the middle of the road, blocking Nahga's path.
 
Nahga didn't reply, her right hand strayed to the hilt of her sword that she wore near her left hip.
 
"I wouldn't do that, lady," warned another male from the foliage to the left of the road.  A thin man dressed rakishly in green and brown emerged, a loaded longbow aimed at Nahga's heart.
"Panther, relieve the lady of her weapon, please."
 
A lithe black man in dark leather appeared silently behind Nahga, reaching towards her to take her weapon.  Nahga remained still, her left eye locked on the bowman, as Panther reached around her slim hips to unbuckle her belt and take it.
 
"A fine catch, Hawk," smiled Panther, nuzzling Nahga's purple hair with his sharp nose.
 
"Aye, the slavers will pay much for the bitch," cackled the fat bandit who blocked the road.
 
"After we take our pleasure of her, Tiny," corrected Hawk, twirling one mustache curl around his left index finger.
 
All three men broke into evil laughter around Nahga, who gritted her teeth in frustration, helpless to stop them.
 
Nahga was pushed roughly into a large forest clearing, her wrists bound behind her back by leather cord.  Panther prodded her towards a tall tree while Hawk and Tiny prepared a large campfire in the center of the glade.  Three tents stood at the far end of the clearing, as well as bulging leather packs.  Tiny maintained the large fire as Hawk walked to the packs to retrieve cooking implements and food.  Panther released Nahga's hands long enough to wrap her arms around the wide circumference of the tree.  He retied the woman's wrists, digging the leather painfully into her flesh.  Nahga grimaced, much to Panther's amusement.  The black man moved to stand in front of Nahga, openly admiring her tall, curvaceous body.  He ripped open her black leather halter, then drew a dagger to slice her loincloth away from her crotch.  Panther leaned close to Nahga's naked body, fondling her enormous left breast, kissing the right side of her graceful neck.
 
"Enough, Panther!  You don't want to spoil dessert," chuckled Hawk while he set up a metal spit over the fire.
 
"Aye," agreed Panther, kissing the air in front of Nahga's face before leaving the woman bound against the tree.
 
The bandits feasted well on preserved meat and travel bread.  Tiny distributed a bulging wine flask to each of his comrades, and soon all three men were roaring drunk.  Eyes strayed to Nahga's naked body, lips were licked in eager anticipation.  Nahga started sweating, not from the heat of the fire, but from the awful gleams in the bandits' eyes.
 
"I want her, now," drooled Tiny.
 
"I think we've kept our guest waiting long enough," smiled Hawk maliciously. "Panther, bring her over here."
 
Panther grinned, drawing a long, shining knife from one of the many sheaths around his waist.  He walked around Nahga, slicing the leather cord from her wrists.  Before the woman could rub life back into her numb hands, Panther shoved her towards the angry fire.
 
"On your knees, whore!" spat Tiny, slapping Nahga across the face.
 
Nahga fell to the ground, blood oozing from her cut lower lip.
 
Tiny grabbed a handful of Nahga's thick hair, pulling her face up.
 
"Suck my cock, bitch!"
 
Panther knelt behind Nahga, caressing her ripe buttocks.
 
"Do it, cunt," whispered Hawk in a deadly murmur, a cold dagger tip pricking the bottom of Nahga's left tit.
 
Nahga reluctantly untied Tiny's leather breeches, pulling out his unwashed cock with her right hand, then hesitantly placing the head inside her mouth.
 
Tiny slapped his left palm on the back of Nahga's head, pushing her face against his crotch.  The fat man's shaft drove deep into Nahga's throat, choking her.
 
Panther crouched down, licking Nahga's warm ass before burying his dark face between her buttocks.  He slurped on her pussy, licking up and down her pink cunt.
 
Hawk slid the tip of his dagger around Nahga's left nipple, scratching the skin of her dangling breast without breaking it.
 
Purple hair spilled out of Tiny's left hand as he held onto the naked woman's mane, thrusting his flabby hips against Nahga's lovely face.  She sucked on her tormentor's member, her saliva dripping from his meat stick as her tongue caressed up and down its vein-adorned length.  Tiny rubbed the throbbing head of his cock over Nahga's sensual red lips, then across her pert nose.  He slid his prick back into Nahga's hot, wet mouth, seizing two handfuls of rich, violet hair while he humped between her lips.
 
Panther nibbled on Nahga's clit, making it shiver with pleasure.  He pried open her cunt, inserting one finger into her musky vagina.  Immediately, a spray of fluid and blood came from Nahga's pussy.
 
"It's her time of the month," observed Panther before he shoved his mouth into Nahga's cunt, drinking the blood-mixed nectar that poured from the woman's womb.
 
Nahga moaned softly, her lips tightening around the thick, reeking cock that filled her mouth.
 
Hawk licked down the curve of Nahga's back to the base of her spine.  He squeezed her left tit, his fingers kneading the warm bulb of the woman's breast.  The bandit reclined beneath Nahga, running his extended tongue over her flat belly, then her ribs, and finally over her trembling tits.
 
Panther pulled his mouth out of Nahga's glistening cunt, his cheeks and chin covered with her blood and juices.  The smell of the woman's pussy drove Panther wild with lust, he knelt up, opening his breeches, releasing his long, aching black cock.  He rubbed Nahga's left buttock as he rested his cock head against the opening of her cunt.  He slowly pushed his member between the folds of Nahga's labia, moaning as her vagina tightened around his penis.  Panther held onto Nahga's bare hips while he started pumping back and forth against her firm ass, his shaft punching deep into Nahga's belly.
 
Nahga groaned weakly, drool and semen washing over her delicate chin.  Her breasts flopped back and forth, overripe melons yearning to be picked and devoured.  Hawk covered Nahga's left nipple with his mouth, sucking urgently. 
 
Tiny tilted Nahga's perspiring face up, removing his cock from her lips just as a fountain of cum began to escape from his prick head.  Warm, sticky, white cream sprayed out of Tiny's member, showering over Nahga's closed eyes, flaring nostrils, and slack, moist lips.  Stinking milk dripped down Nahga's pale cheeks as Tiny caressed her mouth with his cock, the purple head leaving a trail of white jism across her trembling lips.
 
"My turn," said Hawk, leaving his position underneath Nahga to stand next to Tiny.
 
The fat man slid his left hand through Nahga's sweat-slick purple hair one last time, then stepped aside for his boss.
 
Hawk pulled Nahga up to kneel upright, Panther still slapping his crotch against her taut ass.  He withdrew his thick cock and placed it between Nahga's well-endowed breasts.  The bandit began shoving his member against Nahga's silky tits, crushing them over his pulsing shaft using his hands to press the mounds together.  Nahga moaned, her face drenched in cum, while Hawk fucked her tits, his cock tip hitting the bottom of her milk-stained chin.
 
Panther wrapped his dark arms around Nahga's lithe waist, hugging her tightly while he pumped in and out of her cunt.  He increased the strength of his thrusts, his cock expanding, filling with hot fluid.  The veined flesh of Panther's cock rubbed against the tender folds of Nahga's vagina.  She groaned sharply, her tits throbbing, her stomach clenching as her own orgasm grew inside her.  With one last thrust, Panther climaxed.  He withdrew his prick, releasing his semen over Nahga's rounded ass.  Hawk shoved his penis up between Nahga's tits, groaning when his cum blasted free, washing over the naked woman's throat and chest.
 
Panther and Hawk backed away, re-tying their pants, their chests heaving for breath.
 
Nahga fell limply onto the ground, arms outstretched, her naked, cream-covered body illuminated by the fire nearby.
 
"The bitch is a good fuck," complimented Tiny with an ugly smile.
 
"Aye," nodded Panther.
 
"Yes, she will fetch a very high price at the slave market," grinned Hawk, the curls of his mustache twitching.
 
 
The End.