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The Example

By Free2c0mmunicate

Free2c0mmunicate@yahoo.com

Anal, Bondage, Rape, Tort, Viol, Snuff





The city had been warned:  "Surrender or we will 
make an example of you."  Our terms were very 
generous--if they simply joined our empire and paid 
their taxes to us instead of our enemy, we'd keep 
them safe from attack and they could keep their 
local laws and customs.  But no.  They stayed loyal 
to the country that had chosen not to defend them 
and they shut the city gates instead.  We couldn't 
bypass the city because the garrison might attack 
our rear as we faced their main army.  And we 
couldn't lay siege because we needed all of our 
forces for a larger battle we were expecting.

So we attacked at dawn and took it by storm.  The 
walls were 15 feet high.  The soldiers spent all 
available arrows while the populace showered us 
with rocks and buckets of flaming pitch.  Some men 
lost an eye.  Others suffered horrific burns that 
would scar them for life.  And plenty were killed.  
Blood, shit, and smoke were everywhere.  Since we 
were numerous and well-equipped, we breached the 
walls within hours.  It was a bloody business with 
every man knowing he was likely to die once he 
joined the melee.  Screams and the clash of swords 
and spears blended into an all-encompassing din of 
battle.  And then it was over.

The surviving enemy soldiers were tied together in 
groups so they couldn't get away.  We sent our 
pages and drummer boys to dispatch the enemy 
wounded with their daggers.  We took stock of our 
forces and found we had lost about 300 men.  Our 
soldiers knew they could easily have been among 
them.  They wanted revenge.  Our general had orders 
to make a particularly cruel spectacle so that the 
next fortified city we encountered would surrender.  
The inhabitants were rounded up and forced into the 
main square.  Some pissed or shit themselves in 
fear.  Then the legion's crier went through the 
streets and announced that anyone found still 
outside of the square in one hour would be 
crucified.  About 3000 citizens were collected 
along with only 150 surviving enemy soldiers.

The crier announced that an initial house to house 
search had turned up a terrified looking man who 
was dragged onto the terrace that ran along one 
side of the square.  Several huge soldiers cracked 
through the paving stones with hammers and made a 
post hole into the rubble fill below.  The crier 
said, "This man will be the first example.  It's 
only been 30 minutes but who's counting?"  The man 
screamed and begged as he was stripped naked and 
bound to the cross.  Then the big soldiers raised 
the cross and put the end of it into the hole to 
stand it up.  The victim squirmed and made an 
audible gurgling sound.  Then he relaxed.  Then he 
squirmed again, trying to draw enough air to live.  
He was being suffocated over and over by his own 
instinctive efforts to breathe.  Some of the women 
began to cry.

The crier asked, "Who will go next?" and a hush 
went over the crowd.  "No one?  Then you'd better 
cooperate while we bind your hands and feet to keep 
you from getting any more stupid ideas.  Our 
soldiers started from the edge of the crowd and 
methodically tied each person's hands behind his or 
her back and tied a hobbling cord between their 
ankles so they couldn't run away but could move 
themselves when ordered to.  There was no abuse 
whatsoever--we wanted them to cooperate and fool 
themselves into thinking we might not harm them if 
they remained passive.  Once they were bound 
there'd be no danger of a riot or mass escape.

After they were all bound securely, the soldiers 
carefully cut off all of their clothing to 
humiliate them and make sure they weren't hiding 
weapons.  The women cried from shame.  Then the 
sorting began.  The women started wailing.  The 
sick and the elderly were taken outside of the 
walls and brought up to the ditch the citizens had 
dug so they could slow our troops down while they 
shot missiles down on us.  A man with one eye 
patched over with a cloth scrap around his head 
stood at the edge of the ditch.  As a wrinkled 
naked gray-haired woman was brought up to him, he 
asked her, "Where do you want the knife?"

The woman said, "What is this?  What are you 
doing?"

The man with the knife said, "Butchering you 
assholes.  Why the fuck did you refuse to 
surrender?  Now we got to do you real good so's the 
next place gives up.  So where do you want to get 
stuck?"

The woman said, "What?"

He said, "You gotta tell me how you wanna go.  You 
want a stab to the heart?  Your throat cut?  I 
could try to sever your spine through the back of 
your head."

She managed an angry voice, "You think I'm going to 
cooperate with you scumbags?"

He said, "Yes.  `cause if you don't tell me how you 
want it, I'll do it real slow.  I can put just a 
little hole in your bowels and make you lie there 
in agony as the dirt covers you and you're buried 
alive."

She said, "Dirt?" and started wailing.

He said, "You're going to join the others, bitch!" 
and dragged her to the ditch to force her to look 
inside.  It was full of bodies.  Some of the faces 
had a look of horror; some looked like they had 
just drifted off to sleep.  A few of the bodies 
were squirming around trying to find comfort that 
would never come.

The woman begged, "Please.  No.  Oh my god no.  
I'll give you-"

He pulled her back and looked into her face.  "Give 
me what?  Your crusty old cunt?  Choose where you 
want the knife!"

She said, "N n nobody would do that."

He said, "The smart ones and the brave ones do.  
Humiliating, isn't it?"

The woman stood there naked in her hobbles and 
cried.  He sliced his knife along her arm and she 
screamed as blood trickled down.  She looked for 
somewhere to run but the cords held her legs too 
close and there was nowhere to go.

He said, "That should help you decide.  You want it 
quick?  Where?  It's easiest if I just cut your 
throat.  But you have to ask for that."

The woman cried louder and said nothing.

He said, "Ok then," and seized her as she screamed 
and then went silent from shock as he slit her from 
cunt to navel and then pushed her into the ditch.  
Some of the others who were waiting their turn 
began to piss themselves but the sheer terror 
paralyzed them and kept them from making even a 
feeble attempt to escape.

He turned to the crowd and said, "Fuck you!  I lost 
an eye because you wouldn't let us spare your 
lives!  Now you lose your lives!  You're never 
going to fucking see again.  And I'm going to make 
it hurt!  This group of you isn't worth selling 
into slavery so you're all going to die today!  But 
I'll be merciful.  Anyone who asks to be cut or 
stabbed in a particular way can get what they want.  
I'm not going to cut off any of your heads though--
that's too easy for the likes of you.  I'll 
demonstrate."

He signaled and two helpers dragged a man to him 
and held him in place.  "You, where do you want the 
knife?"

The man shook his head and said, "No, no, no!"

The one-eyed man reached down and emasculated his 
victim.  As screaming and begging began, he stepped 
to the side of the man and expertly cut off only 
the fronts of the eyeballs, blinding the man but 
still not killing him.  Then he reached around and 
gave a few pokes up the man's rectum.  Next he cut 
off the ears.

He said, "Now, where do you want the knife?"

The victim paused his screaming and begged, "Please 
cut my throat, cut my throat!"

The executioner quickly cut into the side of his 
victim's neck and pulled the knife across, causing 
blood to spurt out as his helpers dropped the still 
twitching corpse into the ditch.

He said, "See?  All you have to do is accept your 
just punishment and help me out and it won't hurt 
as much.  Next!"

The next man in the group that had been tied 
together was brought to the edge of the ditch.  He 
was shaking.

The executioner said, "It's ok to kneel before us."

The man knelt down and said, "Th th the throat" and 
looked away.

The executioner said, "See, much easier this way," 
and deftly severed the carotid and the jugular as 
he pushed the man into the ditch.


Meanwhile, back in the square, the sorting 
continued.  A few people had been found in the 
houses and were now up on their crosses.  The 
children too young to be put to work were led out 
to follow the elderly into the ditch.  The wounded 
enemy soldiers had bled out after the army's boys 
finished them off and were being dragged out into 
the ditch.  The surviving enemy soldiers, now down 
to 140 from 150, were lined up at the front of the 
assembled audience in the square and then the other 
males of working age were placed behind them.  

The females were being sorted.  Those determined to 
be children were dragged back out into the general 
group.  Our forces are cruel out of necessity but 
we aren't barbarians.  A few old hags who missed 
the earlier sorting were taken out to be 
slaughtered and thrown into the ditch.  The females 
of child-bearing age were herded into a group.  20 
with nice bodies were brought onto the platform and 
lined up to be the victims in a horrible spectacle.

The cords limiting their leg movements were 
removed.  One woman tried to run away, her huge 
unsupported bosom bouncing.  The guards quickly 
seized her and held her down as one of them impaled 
her through the vagina with a greased stake.  She 
screamed and screamed in agony and terror.  Then 
she was hoisted up and the end of the stake was 
placed into a hole made in the terrace.  She 
instinctively tried to get away from the stake but 
her movements only drove it deeper.  It would take 
a while for her to work the stake into her own 
heart and lungs, so she was going to struggle in 
agony knowing that it would only end with her 
death.  A large man with a recent scar shouted to 
the people in the square, "Bitch'll stay put now!"

Another woman was dragged onto the stage to replace 
her.  The first woman in the line had bright blue 
eyes made puffy by crying and long blonde hair with 
some filth in it from the battle.  Her full breasts 
made men wish they could fuck her.  Her tight round 
buttocks stood out proudly.  The officer in charge 
of creating the horrible spectacle addressed the 
crowd.  "Now we are going to show you what happens 
to whores who let their men act foolishly.  A 
little test of your values."  He turned to the 
woman and said, "You've got two choices. You can 
ask to become a sex slave, or if you prefer, we'll 
put a strangle collar on you without binding your 
hands."  The woman looked at him in disbelief, and 
then she started crying.  He said, "If you want to 
become a sex slave, get down on all fours with your 
legs apart as a sign of your readiness and we'll 
have someone fuck you as a show of good faith."  
The woman looked outraged for a moment and then 
said "No no no" and started bawling again.

Talking straight to the crowd, he said, "What do 
you think this whore will choose?  A poke or a 
choke?"  The soldiers around him laughed.  He said 
to her, "You're very pretty.  It would be such a 
waste of tits and ass.  But it's up to you. Bend 
over and present your filthy cunt if you want to 
live."  The woman stopped crying and said, "I 
can't."  He said, "Looks like you haven't seen 
enough death in your life to be afraid of it. I'll 
make it clear one last time. You can live as the 
whore you are, or you can start rotting in the 
ditch outside half an hour from now.  Spread or 
die!"  The woman stood there frozen.  He signaled 
and two soldiers forced a one-way slipknot rope 
with a locking wooden ring over her head.  One 
pulled the free end of the rope while pushing her 
away from him and the collar squeezed her neck and 
locked into place.  As he let go, the woman 
staggered and pulled on the rope with her fingers.  
But it wouldn't move.  The rope would be on her 
forever now.  Her eyes bulged and her tongue hung 
out of her mouth as she collapsed.  She clawed at 
the rope so hard that she tore her own throat open.  
After a few minutes, all twitching stopped and her 
face turned purple as blood pooled from her throat.  
The crowd was silent.

He pointed to the next woman, a short brunette with 
large brown eyes that were puffy from crying like 
the first one.  She had big breasts with big 
nipples and an ample derriere.  He said, "Poke or 
choke?"  The brunette pissed herself.  He said, 
"Time to spread your legs and hope one of our 
soldiers is willing to fuck you!  If you don't, 
those big tits of yours are going to be thrown in 
the ditch within the hour.  Rotting. Worm-eaten. 
Underneath the ground for all eternity. All to 
protect your honor.  What honor?  Your people have 
no honor!"  The woman trembled and fell to her 
knees.  He said, "That's it, cunt!  Time to offer 
your worthless hole to your conquerors!"  She cried 
and said, "I can't. I-"  One of the soldiers placed 
a collar over her neck and pulled it closed enough 
to make her cough and choke but not enough to make 
it lock.  "What'll it be?  A nice easy gang rape or 
do you want to join this bitch here?"  He pointed 
to the contorted figure of the blonde woman.

The brunette got down on her knees facing the 
audience and spread her legs apart.  He said, "You 
see?  No honor."  Tears streamed down the woman's 
face as she trembled.  The crowd watched in horror 
as the entire town felt her humiliation.  He 
motioned to one of the soldiers and said, "You!  
Fuck her!  And then you, and you, and you!"  The 
first man got behind the woman and forced his cock 
into her as she jerked her head up and screamed.  
The officer said, "There's nothing like a brush 
with death to make a man want to fuck."  He looked 
at the soldier and said, "Now make sure you don't 
come until she asks you to."

The brunette took a moment to say, "What?"

The office said, "Oh, I forgot to mention that you 
have to take care of 10 of my soldiers before I 
sell you to some cheap brothel.  And each one is 
going to ride you until you ask him to finish 
inside you."  The soldier continued to ride her and 
said, "That's right, I'm going to fuck you raw. But 
I'll squirt my goo in your slimy cunt if you ask me 
to. Otherwise we'll fuck you and fuck you and fuck 
you."

The woman sobbed as she said, "Please finish."

The soldier said, "What do you want?"

The woman was managing to be embarrassed even now.

She said, "I want you to come."

He said, "You'll have to do better than that," and 
pounded her ass making an audible slapping sound.

She cried and then in a trembling voice said, 
"Please spray your man juices into my cunt."

The soldier said, "That's a lot better."  He rode 
her faster and then yelled, "Ahhhhhhhhh!  Take it 
all bitch!  Yeah!" as he filled her with his come.

The officer said, "Very good.  Now take the bitch 
away and keep fucking her."

As the brunette was led away in tears to meet the 
rest of her fate, the officer looked at a tall 
willowy redhead who was next in line.  By now the 
women knew they were going to be raped, tortured, 
and probably killed in order, and each suddenly 
looked around gauging when it would be her turn but 
there was nothing they could do--anyone who tried to 
change her place in line would be forced back into 
her place by the others in their desperation.  The 
redhead looked around hoping for some means of 
escape, but there was none.

The officer said to the crowd, "Are you sorry for 
what you did yet?  You're going to be a lot sorrier 
before we're done!  But let's continue with this 
slender lovely here.  She's going to be savagely 
raped. Unless.  Perhaps her husband is here?"  No 
one came forward but then someone in the crowd 
pointed him out.  The officer said, "You there, get 
up here with your cunt of a wife. We're going to 
have a soldier with a huge cock fuck her while you 
watch, and then we're going to carve out her 
eyeballs. And then she'll be useless as a slave so 
we'll put her to death. Unless. You'd rather kill 
her yourself before that?"

The man was trembling as he walked up onto the 
platform.  The woman eyed him with fear.  He said, 
"Esmerelda." and they hugged and were allowed to 
whisper together.  The man turned to the officer 
and said, "ok." then he was crying as he asked, 
"How do I, I mean, can I?"  The officer said, 
"Since you're cooperating, I suppose we should make 
it easy."  He turned to one of his soldiers and 
said, "Give him your knife."  The soldier handed 
the man a dagger and stood back.  The man walked 
towards the woman and then suddenly whirled and 
tried to stab the officer.  But the officer was a 
much better fighter than any villager, and he 
grabbed the man's hand and made a twisting motion 
that was accompanied by a snapping sound.  The man 
howled and the knife fell on the ground.

The officer said, "At least you've got guts," and 
then turned to one of his soldiers and said, 
"Gunther, take out some of his guts so we can all 
see."  Several soldiers seized the man and held him 
face-down on the ground.  Gunther pushed a pointy 
post with many sharp barbs into the man's asshole 
and pushed in about a foot more as he struggled and 
screamed.  Then the post was pulled back out with 
some difficulty because of the barbs.  Squiggling 
pieces of entrails came out along with a torrent of 
blood.  The man screamed and then went silent.  The 
redhead started crying loudly again.

The officer said to her, "Just to keep everyone 
else in doubt about their fate, we're going to let 
you live. In a brothel. But first, you're going to 
get the biggest fuck of your life."  He turned to 
one of the soldiers and asked, "Where's `Two 
Spears'"?  A short hairy man appeared.  The officer 
said, "Show it to her."  The man nicknamed Two 
Spears pulled his tunic aside and removed his 
loincloth to reveal a huge cock.  The redhead 
started crying again and said, "No. Please no!"  
The officer said, "Take her over there and show her 
what happens to conquered bitches. It's ok to use 
some animal fat to help work it in."  Two Spears 
dragged the woman away and was pushing her to the 
ground when the officer turned to the next woman.

A young woman of about 18 was next in line.  She 
had curly brown hair and well-rounded tits and ass.  
She was pissing herself.  He said, "So many of you 
piss.  Afraid to accept your punishment?  Think of 
all my men who will never fucking piss again!  And 
why is it red?  Are you having your period, cunt?"  
The woman mumbled a choked response.  He motioned 
to some soldiers and said, "Cut her cunt until she 
bleeds out. Make sure to cut her clit off while 
she's still conscious."  The woman went limp and 
was dragged past Two Spears, who was working his 
huge cock slowly in and out of the skinny redhead.  
The woman who had been impaled for trying to run 
away gave out a loud moan and then stopped 
squirming and gazed out on the crowd with lifeless 
eyes.

The next woman had collapsed onto her knees.  Her 
long straight brown hair was draped over her naked 
tits.  She begged, "Please don't kill me don't kill 
me don't kill me.  I'll do whatever you want please 
don't kill me."  Then she got onto all fours with 
her back to the officer and spread her legs all on 
her own.  She looked back and said, "Please. I'm a 
great fuck. Please don't kill me. Please."  She 
sobbed out, "Mount me and I'll show you how good I 
can make you feel. Fuck me! Please fuck me!"  He 
said, "I can't fuck any of you whores right now, it 
might make me feel satisfied and not be rough 
enough on the rest of you.  I'll fuck someone 
later.  Very nice spread though."  He turned to the 
soldiers.  "Shufgang!...show her how a slave gets 
fucked.  And don't kill her, she's pretty and will 
sell for a high price."  Shufgang kneeled behind 
the woman and took her right there.  She yelped 
from not being wet.  She didn't cry.  She just 
waited calmly with a blank look on her face while 
he enjoyed her.  She would make a good brothel 
slave--pretty and afraid to die.

The officer said to the crowd, "We're going to run 
out of daylight and there are still too many of you 
alive.  So first, let's test your bonds to make 
sure you're unable to get loose."  He gestured to 
the soldiers and they began hacking at the crowd 
randomly with their swords.  There was screaming 
and shouting and blood ran through the gaps between 
the paving stones of the plaza.  A few of the enemy 
soldiers managed to wriggle loose but they were 
immediately set upon by our troops.  A head popped 
off as a sword swished by and blood sprayed on the 
other still bound prisoners.  The officer said, 
"Enough!" and our soldiers stopped.  He said, 
"That's good. You won't be able to escape later 
when we prepare you for sale to the slave dealers. 
But for now, you get to continue to watch as we 
punish these cunts for your idiotic refusal to 
surrender."

He said, "Now let's see again how shitty your value 
system is.  How viciously you'll try to stay alive 
at someone else's expense."  He gestured at two of 
the women and they were seized.  One had large 
breasts that bounced as she struggled.  The other 
one was more flat-chested and she went limp as she 
was dragged over to a post in the ground.  A rope 
was strung over the post and had a noose at each 
end.  The thin woman started crying hysterically.  
A free-moving adjustment pulley in the middle was 
turned to take up the slack so there was just 
enough rope for one of them to be completely on the 
ground at a time, and they were both hoisted 
slightly off the ground, noosed, and then let go.  
The hysterical crying stopped.  Their bodies 
collided at the post.  At first, they tried to take 
turns getting to breathe and hopped up and down.  
Then panic began to set in and they slapped at each 
other.  The busty woman used her weight to hoist 
the other woman up in the air so she could be the 
one to breathe.  The skinny woman desperately 
gouged her in the eyes and then hoisted her up as 
she was distracted by the pain.  Animal survival 
instincts set in and the women began to claw at 
each other and each tried to hang her opponent.  
Finally, the lighter woman was hoisted high and 
stayed up in the air as her body convulsed.  The 
surviving woman bled from her torn eyes and made 
horrible sounds of pain.  The officer said, 
"Jammar, reward the winner!"  A soldier stepped 
forward and lopped off the busty woman's head.

The officer said, "Some of my men have lost limbs 
today.  Do you know what it feels like to lose a 
limb?  Let me demonstrate."  The woman who was next 
in line, a short brunette with big breasts, looked 
at him warily.  He said, "Don't worry, we're not 
going to cut off any of your limbs.  We're going to 
do it to her!" and he pointed to the raven-haired 
woman next to her.  Soldiers seized her and tied 
her tightly to a rough wooden frame.  He asked her, 
"What do you want for us to cut off first?"  She 
started bawling.  He said, "Arm?  Leg?  You can 
choose which side if you want."  He made small 
slicing cuts on her upper arms and legs as she 
screamed and wailed, "Please no! Please fuck me, 
fuck me instead, fuck me."  He paused as if 
thinking about it so she would say more.  She 
begged, "Fuck me. My cunt is really tight. I make 
men come really hard. I'll fetch a good price, 
don't kill me!"

He called out, "Grothos!" and a soldier with one 
arm missing and the cauterized stump tied in a 
tourniquet approached.  He said, "This man lost a 
limb today because you fucking fools wouldn't just 
peacefully join our empire!"  He gestured.  The man 
raised a crude saw in his remaining hand.  The 
raven haired woman screamed and screamed as he 
sawed into the top of her right thigh.  It was 
difficult to do with one arm and he had to work 
slowly.  Her face contorted in agony as she tried 
to break free but she was tied in too many places 
and the sawing continued.  Her blood began to pour 
onto the stones of the terrace.  As the leg 
separated from her body she went limp in her bonds 
and her dead eyes looked out from a face frozen in 
agony.

The leg was untied and a soldier began deboning it.  
The officer motioned and dogs were brought over to 
chew up the pieces of flesh as they were removed to 
expose the thighbone.  A small fire had been 
started at one end of the terrace and the bone was 
quickly cut with an angle on the end and then held 
over the flame to dry and harden it.  Meanwhile the 
woman who had been spared from amputation was bound 
to the frame so she would be kept upright but was 
tied more loosely than the raven haired woman.

Grothos approached her with the sharpened bone in 
his one hand.  Her long brown hair whipped back and 
forth and her breasts bounced as she started 
begging, `No no no!"  He forced the pointy end of 
the bone two inches into her cunt and then held it 
there.  She paused in her repetition of "no" to 
scream.  For the benefit of the crowd, who couldn't 
all see well from their distance, the officer said, 
"This bitch is about to get her last boning!"  The 
woman called out, "I curse you, I curse you to a 
lingering horrible death!  May the god Daigon curse 
you!"  But he was ready for someone to try invoking 
one of their deities sooner or later.  He called 
out, "Magic!" and a chaplain approached.  He tied 
an amulet around her neck tightly so she couldn't 
shake it loose.  The priest yelled to the crowd, 
"Behold a charm of Zurdan, a god mightier than any 
of the feeble false gods you cower for!  This 
blessed amulet will transfer her curses back to her 
own people!"  Then he walked back off the terrace.

The officer said, "Proceed."  Grothos slowly pushed 
the bone further into the woman.  She continued to 
wail the same whimpering mantra of "No!  No!  No!" 
as if that was going to make him stop.  Grothos 
said, "Enjoy your last fuck, bitch!"  As the sharp 
end began to pierce her uterus she stopped begging 
and screamed.  Her eyes bulged out as her body 
frantically tensed up trying to keep the sharpened 
bone from penetrating further.  As it poked all the 
way up into her guts her screams turned to gurgles 
because every time she tried to inhale to scream, 
her diaphragm pressed down on her torn innards.  
Then her body would try to make her breathe anyway 
to get air, but when she did, the agony would make 
her try to scream.  As she jerked against her bonds 
seeking relief, Grothos stepped back, and carefully 
balancing his one arm, kicked her in the crotch as 
hard as he could.  The woman managed to scream 
again as the bone disappeared into her body.  The 
frame was dragged off to one side and she was left 
to struggle and cry.

The officer said, "We're going to pause in the main 
show now for a special execution!  Bring me the 
bastard and his whore!"  The head of the town's 
government was led out along with his wife.  The 
officer pointed.  "You made the foolish decision 
that caused all of this.  Normally our culture 
makes exceptions for mental defectives, but not 
today.  Do you want to tell your people why you 
chose death and enslavement for them instead of 
becoming the ruler of the newest city in our 
empire?"

The man said, predictably, "Fuck you!"

The officer said, "No, fuck you!"  He turned to 
some of his soldiers.  "Fuck them both!"  The head 
man's wife, middle-aged and somewhat overweight but 
pretty enough, looked around like she was trying to 
find some way to escape.  Two large soldiers seized 
them and roughly pushed them face down on the 
stone.  The men removed their loincloths to reveal 
unusually large cocks ready for action.  The one 
behind the headman pulled his hips so that he was 
on his knees with his face towards the crowd and 
then began to force his thick shaft into the man's 
guts.  The headman grunted and his eyes bulged but 
he didn't scream.  Without waiting, the soldier 
began to thrust quickly.  Now the man screamed as 
blood ran out of his torn asshole.

The soldier behind the head man's wife pulled her 
up on her knees and made her face the crowd.  Her 
big sloppy breasts still touched the stone of the 
terrace and her plump bottom caused him to become 
even harder.  As he forced his cock up her ass she 
had no reaction other than crying.  The officer 
said, "Look at this!  Bitch is so used to ass-
fucking that she can take it dry!"  The woman cried 
harder.  

The officer faced the crowd and pointed at the two 
getting buggered.  "This is your leader.  He seems 
to have very little power right now.  He can't even 
control his own asshole.  And he got a lot of 
people killed today!  What shall we do with him?"  
Soldiers were seen setting up a huge cauldron a 
meter high with a fire around it.  "I know!  
There's one more thing you assholes did that we 
need to make sure the next city doesn't do--boiling 
oil.  So we've got the biggest one of your kettles 
we could find and your leader is going to deep-fry 
his wife.

The crowd looked confused.  The city's ruler picked 
his head up.  The officer motioned to the men 
fucking their asses and they picked up their pace 
as the couple slapped their hands on the stone deck 
and their eyes opened widely.  One and then the 
other of the men cried out in pleasure, stopped 
thrusting, and disengaged.  Other soldiers dragged 
the couple onto their feet.

The officer addressed them.  "Now, to atone for 
ordering your people to drop boiling oil on my men, 
you're going to boil your wife in oil."

The man managed, "What?  I won't do that!"

Soldiers seized the woman, forced her to stand on a 
swing of rough wood, and suspended it over the pot.  
She tried to climb the ropes but they were heavily 
greased and she quickly gave up.  The man was 
dragged near the pot and handed the end of a rope 
that controlled the height of the swing.  The 
officer said, "Now some of the men your army 
splashed with boiling oil are going to torture you.  
When you can't take it anymore and you're ready to 
place your neck on that chopping block over there 
for a quick end, all you need to do is let go of 
the rope."  The crowd stared in horror.  The woman 
screamed and cried.

Some men with hideous burns approached.  One man 
used a ladle to splash a blob of burning pitch onto 
the man.  He temporarily held the rope with one 
hand while he frantically snuffed out the flame and 
then quickly grabbed the rope before his wife could 
go lower.  Another splashed his groin with boiling 
oil and he screamed and jumped around while 
desperately holding onto the rope.  His wife 
screamed, "No, please don't, don't let me fall!" A 
splash to the face made him instinctively place 
both hands over his eyes.

The woman plunged into the boiling oil.  She 
screamed and shrieked as her feet kicked off the 
bottom of the cauldron and kept her face and lungs 
above the surface.  The oil hissed and steam rose 
up.  Her big sloppy tits bounced up and down as she 
tried to jump out of the cauldron but it was too 
deep for that.  She clawed at the edge for a moment 
but it burned her hands too much to get a grip.  
After a few seconds the frying of her legs caused 
them to contract and she slipped completely below 
the surface.  She sprung up to show the crisp 
translucent skin of her fried face and then settled 
into the pot, the only remaining sound coming from 
the sizzling and sputtering of the oil as she 
finished cooking.  Several women in the crowd 
feinted.  The town leader looked on in horror with 
half-burnt eyes.

After giving everyone a moment to feel terrified, 
the officer addressed the town leader and said, 
"And now, it's your choice, but if you're ready to 
admit the foolishness of your refusal to surrender 
the city, you can place your head on the block and 
we'll ass-fuck you one more time and then we'll 
chop your head off.  If you prefer, you can join 
the stupid cunt that married you in the cauldron 
over there.

The man hesitated.  He looked over at the pot and 
saw wisps of steam still rising.  He started 
crying, then got down on his knees and put his neck 
across the high part of the block.  A soldier 
mounted him from behind and he didn't make a sound 
as he received his final violation.  A man with an 
axe approached.  The soldier administering the ass-
fucking began to pump faster.  The man with the ax 
lifted it high over his head and prepared to 
strike.  Suddenly the man riding the town leader 
grunted and slammed his hips against the buttocks 
in front of him as he blew his load.  After waiting 
for him to finish coming, but before he pulled out, 
the executioner lopped off the town leader's head 
with one powerful stroke.  The head rolled away.  
The soldier pulled out of his ass.  Blood sprayed 
everywhere as the corpse convulsed and flopped 
around.

The officer addressed the crowd.  "And now, before 
the finale, I want to announce some mercy to be 
granted today.  We've decided that every able-
bodied wretch left out on the square will be sold 
into slavery instead of executed.  You all deserve 
to die today but selling you will be more 
profitable and will give you some time to regret 
your actions before you die.  He waved his arm at 
the men bound together far in the back of the 
crowd.  Your cowardly soldiers who allowed 
themselves to be captured alive will be chained to 
the benches in our galleys--their fear of death 
should encourage them to be useful in the 12 to 18 
months of hell that await as they help our navy's 
war efforts.  The civilian males and the uglier 
females will be sold directly to the salt mines--you 
may last up to two years there before you succumb.  
The adult females will be sold to brothels--anyone 
who doesn't sell in the whore markets will go to 
the salt mines instead, so put some thought into 
how you're going to make yourself appealing to your 
purchasers.  Slave whores sometimes last as long as 
five years, but if you're still alive after nobody 
wants to fuck you anymore, you'll go to the salt 
mines."

He gave them a moment to realize they were going to 
live and then another moment to realize they might 
not want to live.  Then he said, "We don't have 
time to deal with your wounded, so the time has 
come."  He signaled to an assistant, who signaled 
to squads of soldiers.  They then went through the 
crowd and dragged the remaining enemy wounded out 
through the main gate.  Muffled screams and cries 
began to be heard from outside the walls.

The officer motioned to the almost forgotten line 
of naked young women and said, "What are we going 
to do with these 13 unlucky bitches that have 
waited so patiently to learn their fates?"  The 
women showed a fresh look of fear and panic.  "I 
know!  Let's give you a chance to control your own 
fate, since that's something you all should learn.  
Our gods require a burnt offering to ensure their 
favor for our dead in the afterlife.  So we'll have 
a contest.  First, go ahead and piss yourselves if 
you're going to and then you can get washed off."  
He motioned to soldiers to bring buckets of water.  
No one relieved herself but they were all rinsed of 
previous nervous filth.

He addressed the women.  "One of you gets to be my 
whore later--that obviously means she won't get 
burnt.  Who's interested?"  Several of the women 
shamelessly offered themselves.  One held up her 
breasts in an effort to entice him.  But the one he 
selected had long straight brown hair, a curvy body 
with large breasts, and scared but beautiful blue 
eyes that were just looking at him--she seemed 
willing but she wasn't making a fool of herself.  
He looked at her and said, "You look like you will 
be a lot of fun."  Then he motioned to an orderly 
soldier and said, "Get her ready for later.  Clean 
her up and give her food and drink."  The woman 
looked relieved as she was led away out of sight of 
the crowd.

He said, "The rest of you are going to have to fuck 
for your lives.  The first three of you who can 
make 4 soldiers come will prove yourselves as 
harlots and be sold as brothel slaves.  Everyone 
after that is going to die today.  But there are 
many ways to die.  So once the first three save 
themselves, the rest of you better keep trying to 
please because the last three of you still fucking 
are going to get burnt alive at the stake--no mercy 
strangling, no chance of smoke inhalation, it'll be 
done carefully so that you die from dehydration and 
shock as your living flesh burns.  So, let's get to 
it!"

Four dozen soldiers lined up to wait their turn 
with the women.  The officer said, "Now gentlemen, 
don't hold back too much, but no need to rush 
either.  If you don't get a turn with one of these 
you can fuck some other bitch later.  Ladies, all's 
fair to make them come--you can squeeze with your 
cunt, beg for it, do whatever you think will get 
them off, and remember, the better the whore you 
are, the better your day is going to be."  Soldiers 
could be seen building pyres on the other end of 
the stage area.  The officer said, "Ok, start!"

Three of the women lay down on their backs and 
spread their legs.  Six of them got down on their 
knees and offered their rumps.  Three hesitated and 
were forced onto the ground.  The soldiers mounted 
the women, each to his preference.  One of the 
women bending over was forced onto her back so he 
could see her breasts while he fucked her.  One of 
the ones on her back was pushed and turned over to 
get at her ass.  Two of the women who hesitated 
just bawled like lumps as they got taken from 
behind but the third who had hesitated sprang into 
action and straddled her partner and began bouncing 
up and down on his cock as her big breasts shook.

Some of the women got lucky and scored their first 
points as the excitement quickly made their 
partners explode inside them and literally get off.  
The woman who hopped on her partner was successful, 
the surprise of her doing the motion made it 
impossible for him to hold back and he groaned and 
jerked his head up and down as he came.  After 
giving him a moment to finish, the next soldier in 
her line wanted the same treatment and he lay down 
on the ground with his hard cock pointing straight 
up.  The uncooperative lumps were receiving steady 
thrusts and crying silently as their partners took 
their time grinding against their asses.  An ugly 
one-eyed man cried out in delight and hugged his 
partner tightly to squeeze his chest against her 
breasts as he spent himself inside her.  The crowd 
watched with blank looks, not even looks of horror 
anymore.

One of the women who had offered her ass as the 
best strategy was having bad luck.  Her first 
partner was old and was tired from a long day of 
fighting.  He was staying hard but couldn't get 
over the edge so he just kept slowly working it in 
and out of her.  The woman next to her was looking 
over her shoulder and telling her partner, "Come 
inside me, please, come inside me, I want it so 
bad, I want to please you, come inside my tight 
pussy, come now!" and then she clamped down on him 
and he lost control and shuddered and grabbed at 
her hips as she forced him to give up his juices.  
A slender blonde woman who still had her first 
partner grinding away behind her became desperate 
as she smelled smoke from test flames and said, 
"Stick it in my tight asshole," and as he did, she 
screamed, "Oh it hurts, ow it hurts so much, no, 
ow, gods save me, ow ow ow" and he pumped her 
frantically as he came.

The rider finished her second partner as he flopped 
around and tried to grab at her breasts.  Her third 
partner turned her around instead of lying down and 
she brazenly asked him, "Do you want my ass?  Relax 
and I'll make you come like never before. That's 
it."  She guided him onto his back and then 
straddled him facing his feet.  She quickly sat on 
his cock and began to move up and down as he 
reached out to grab at her ass cheeks.  When he 
started to get used to it instead of coming, she 
suddenly pulled off of him, slammed her asshole 
down on his cock, and hopped up and down as fast as 
she could.  He groaned and bucked his hips up at 
her as he gave up his load.

The woman with the old partner who just wouldn't 
come was now the only one without a point.  She 
started crying uncontrollably and begged, "Come 
inside me, please, I don't want to burn, I don't 
want to die, I need your seed to give me life!" but 
he just kept up a slow steady pace.

A slightly chubby redhead who had been lucky to get 
horny young men who liked her big round ass smiled 
with relief as her fourth partner shoved himself 
deep inside her and moaned each time he squirted 
another sticky stream into her.  She would survive 
for now.  She stayed bent over on her knees softly 
crying after he pulled out. 

A skinny blond woman with large breasts hugged her 
partner to her chest as she lay on her back trying 
to please him.  Then she started slapping him on 
the buttocks and saying, "fuck my pussy, you're not 
doing it hard enough, fuck my pussy!"  He sped up 
like a horse being whipped and then suddenly 
stopped as he emptied himself into her.

One of the other women had gotten in on the riding 
idea.  She had brown curly hair and small but 
nicely shaped breasts that had just the slightest 
bounce as she went up and down.  She was moaning 
and looking excited as if she was his lover and 
they were enjoying each other out in a meadow.  "So 
good, oh this feels so good, I could ride you 
forever, oh yeah!"  Then she said, "Would you 
finish me off from behind?" as she got off of him 
and bent over.  The sight of her buttocks and the 
suddenly different angle of her pussy made him come 
almost immediately.

A petite woman was lying on her back with her long 
light brown curls spread around her head and her 
perky breasts sticking up.  She was yelling, 
"Omygod, I feel like you're splitting me in two and 
I love it! Ow, it hurts but it feels so good!"  He 
began making short rapid thrusts into her.  She 
groaned in time with his thrusts.  He made some 
long slow thrusts and then collapsed on her.  
Before he could get off of her, she pulled him to 
her and kissed him because he had just saved her 
life.

The officer said, "Ok, only one whore job left, 
next time one of you makes her fourth man come she 
lives and the rest of you die!"

Bouncy rider was hopping frantically up and down on 
her fourth partner of the day, her big tits 
swinging up and down so fast that they were blurry.  
The women who were far behind began crying.  A few 
of the others were on their last partners and 
desperately tried to get the men to come.  One 
begged, "Fill me with your seed, please, I don't 
want to die, please, shoot it into me right now, I 
need it."  A curvy woman with shiny straight black 
hair being taken from behind tried to help things 
along by thrusting back against her partner.  A 
pretty blonde resting her head on her arms and with 
her tits squeezed against the stones tried, "hurt 
me, pull my hair, hurt me!"  The excitement of the 
women's fear and danger made the old man who was 
one woman's first partner blow his load and finally 
let her get to the second.

Suddenly, the man with the black-haired woman 
pushing back at him incoherently praised our gods 
and was obviously filling her as they continued to 
grind until he was spent.  The bouncing woman had 
thought she was going to live.  She had a great 
idea, but with so much competition it just wasn't 
her day.  She sagged down onto the cock inside her 
then sat still and started bawling.

The officer said, "Looks like we have our winners!"  
You, you, and you, get up and go over there to get 
your slave collars.  The relieved women appeared 
happy that they were going to become brothel 
slaves.  The others, except for the two barely-
responsive lumps, looked scared.  He said, "Now the 
rest of you, don't give up yet, because the next 
three to succeed are going to get a nice quick 
beheading!"  He motioned to a soldier who held an 
amputated arm over the starter fire and caused a 
horrible stench like burnt pork.

The bouncy rider began to move up and down again 
but with much less enthusiasm.  Her partner pushed 
her off of him, mounted her from behind, and 
pounded her until he achieved the ecstasy that 
would mean her death.  As he disengaged, other 
soldiers pulled the woman onto her feet.  Her 
breasts had years of delight left in them but it 
would never happen.  She was led to the block 
crying and shaking uncontrollably.  After they 
forced her to kneel, one guard held her legs so she 
couldn't try to run away while another pulled on 
her hair to keep her from moving her neck away from 
the block.  The executioner chopped off her head in 
one blow and the guard pulling her hair stumbled 
back still holding her head by the hair as a spray 
of blood from her open neck soaked him.

Soon another woman scored her fourth point and when 
the soldier pulled out of her, she leapt up and 
ran.  She was stopped within 30 feet and dragged 
kicking and screaming to the block.  Her struggling 
stopped as her head rolled across the stones.  Her 
body fell quickly and blood ran out and pooled 
around the block.

The officer announced, "One beheading left, you 
better try hard for it.  The next group of you will 
get to compete for the mercy of a sword through 
your cleavage."  The crowd watched in stunned 
horror, making almost no noise at all.  Before any 
of the women could do anything to try to earn a 
beheading, a soldier finished into the skinny 
blonde with the big tits.  The guards pulled her to 
her feet and she surprised everyone by saying, 
"I'll walk it myself."  Her ass wiggled seductively 
but hopelessly as she walked to the block, kneeled 
in the pool of blood, placed her throat firmly 
against the wood, and defiantly told the 
executioner, "Get on with it!"  The axe swung and 
her head and body were left where they fell.

The remaining six women were having trouble 
functioning and they looked almost catatonic as the 
soldiers pumped away at them from behind.  One of 
the men grunted in pleasure and pulled out of his 
partner, who was pulled onto her feet and 
immediately began to piss on the stones.  She was 
brought to the officer in front of the crowd.  He 
told her, "You have a choice to make.  You can 
either ask to be run through between your tits or 
you can say nothing and be run through your belly 
so you can spend hours writhing in agony until you 
die."  The woman cried hysterically, then managed, 
"I have to ask?"  He said, "Yes."  The woman 
stopped crying and almost calmly said, "The chest. 
The chest."  A tall man with a long straight sword 
approached.  The officer pointed to the sword and 
said, "Do you mean that you want this sword driven 
between your tits and through your body?"  The 
woman started crying again and looked down as she 
nodded her head.  Before she could look back up, 
the soldier made a sudden motion and stabbed her 
with his sword, with almost two feet of it coming 
out her back.  Her head jerked back up, eyes wide 
in surprise, and she cut her hands on the blade in 
an instinctive attempt to protect herself just 
before the light left her eyes.  The expert blow 
had gone right between her tits leaving them 
undamaged.  Her body collapsed as he removed his 
sword and stepped back.

The remaining five women continued to get fucked 
from behind.  Four of them were crying but one of 
the catatonic women had become indifferent, staring 
vacantly into space and making no sounds at all.  
The one who had been delayed by the old man who 
took forever to come knew her situation was 
hopeless.  Sheer terror had made her unable to do 
more than kneel and she wasn't trying to make her 
partner finish faster at all. The second of the 
catatonic women was doing pretty well and by chance 
was on her fourth partner.  Suddenly he started 
thrashing against her ass and crying out in 
pleasure, and then he pulled out.  She barely 
reacted, so she was pulled to her feet and held up 
by two soldiers while the one with the sword thrust 
it at her cleavage.  Her breasts were big and 
sloppy and one got skewered on the sword as it 
passed, then tore from the sharpness of the blade.  
The woman remained expressionless as she was 
dragged away and thrown to the side to bleed out.

The singed amputated arm from before was dipped 
into a fire until it ignited, and then it was 
brought around to the women so that they could see 
it and smell it as they awaited their own fates.  
Two of them were on their last partners and had a 
chance, and the horrible reminder of what might 
happen to them made them perk up a little.  A short 
curvy blonde appeared to momentarily hold her 
terror down and think, and then she started 
yelling, "Fuck me, fuck me!"  A tall and willowy 
woman with dark brown hair and an unusually pretty 
face suddenly caught on and realized that the 
blonde was her competition for a chance to avoid 
the flames.  She shouted, "Stick it in my ass, fuck 
my ass, please fuck my ass!" and as the soldier 
behind her changed holes, she screamed in pain but 
urged him on anyway, "Yes!  Fuck my ass!  Harder!"  
The blonde knew they were in real competition now, 
and she yelled, "Oh it hurts, take it out, take it 
out, no, it hurts," and screamed in an attempt to 
excite her partner.

The women's shouting and screaming plus the 
tightness of their assholes excited the soldiers 
and they both started moaning and then grunted 
loudly as they filled the women almost 
simultaneously.  As they finished and withdrew, the 
women looked up, desperate to at least know what 
was going to happen to them.  The officer said, 
"Looks like we have a tie!  What shall we do?  Say, 
does either of you have the courage to throw 
herself onto a sword?  Let's see."  He motioned and 
two soldiers raised sharp blades and held them out 
straight.  The women stood and looked at the swords 
and cried as blood and come ran down their legs.  
The officer motioned and torches were brought up to 
the women and briefly waved close enough to give 
each of them a painful burn on her arm as they 
screamed.  He said, "Does that help?"  The dark 
haired woman got up the courage to ask, "I can't. 
Can you-" and took a step forward.  The officer 
said, "Ok, we want to be fair, are you ready to get 
a sword between your tits and make this bitch over 
here burn?"  Before she could answer, the blonde 
ran towards the soldier across from her and he held 
his sword out for her.  Her tits bounced a few 
times and then the sword entered her body a little 
low and cut into her heart.  The soldier jerked the 
blade a little to do more damage and make room for 
her blood to pour out.  Her eyes registered 
surprise and then the heavy blood loss and stoppage 
of circulation made her lose consciousness before 
she could scream.

The dark haired willowy woman sobbed 
"Noooooooooooh1" and pissed herself with what 
little she had left.  Meanwhile the other two who 
would burn had received the final come blast of 
their lives.  The willowy woman and one of the 
other two screamed and cried as they were dragged 
to the posts.  The catatonic woman said and did 
nothing and was more carried than dragged.  Their 
hands were pulled on either side of the posts and 
chained tightly behind them, which forced their 
breasts to jut out.  More chains formed an "X" on 
their fronts by going from their lower backs, 
crossing between their breasts, and fastening 
together in back of them to hold them to the posts.  
Their feet were chained tightly to the posts so 
they couldn't kick the burning wood away.

The officer motioned and a man with a horribly 
disfigured face appeared.  The office said, "This 
is Nothgar.  He was burned by some of the flaming 
oil you stupid fucks poured over the walls with 
such glee.  He'll be doing the honors."  Other 
soldiers had piled wood from broken furniture 
around the women's feet and wet it with lamp oil.  
Men with large fan-like pieces of stretched hide on 
poles stood behind the posts. On the leftmost post, 
the catatonic woman slumped over in her bonds.  On 
the right was a young woman of medium build with 
long flowing blonde hair and big tits that bulged 
around the "X" chains across her chest.  She was 
babbling about how it wasn't happening, couldn't be 
happening, all just a nightmare, wake up, wake up.  
Willow got the place of honor in the center because 
she seemed the most likely to put on a good show.

Nothgar lit the wood.  The conscious women shook 
their heads as if saying "no" and tested their 
bonds.  The crowd stared in horrified silence, 
making barely any sound at all.  The officer said, 
"And now you're going to see why you shouldn't burn 
men who will get a chance to burn you.  The women's 
breasts heaved enticingly as they panted in fear.  
Willow begged, "No, please, stop, I'm a good woman, 
you can sell me, no."  The flames touched the 
blonde and she pulled away within the limits of her 
bonds and whimpered as she frantically tried to get 
loose.  The men with the hides gently fanned the 
pyres to both encourage the flames and to prevent 
the women from dying of smoke inhalation before 
they could burn.

The flames touched Willow's legs and she screamed.  
She begged, "Please gods save me, what did I do, 
save me!" and then screamed as she thrashed around 
in her bonds.  The catatonic woman perked up and 
became conscious due to the pain, and she began 
screaming and trying to free herself.  The blonde 
had run out of room to move away and began 
screaming as her lower legs caught fire.  Several 
men in the crowd begged loudly for the burnings to 
stop, and many of the women started screaming with 
the victims.  The smell of burning flesh wafted 
over the crowd and some of them vomited.  Nothgar 
stood to the side enjoying his revenge.

The blonde yelled, "Please, water", as her dried 
and broken skin leaked blood and it hissed as it 
dripped into the flames.  More wood was jammed 
vertically into the flames now so that the victims 
would burn in other places on their bodies before 
dehydration and heat stroke from their legs could 
make them lose consciousness.  The flames licked up 
a board that had been tied to Willow's chest and 
burned her across her whole body.  She screamed 
even more loudly than before.  As she thrashed 
desperately she slammed her face onto the end of 
the board and knocked several teeth out.  Blood ran 
down her face and then the screaming stopped and 
she slumped over.  She made no further sounds or 
movements as the flames ignited all over her now 
dried skin.  The water in her body hissed and fat 
dripped down.

The one who had started out catatonic was 
motionless and quietly roasting and burning.  Even 
several soldiers vomited as the smell of burnt hair 
and flesh filled the air, with their comrades 
laughing about it.  Some women in the crowd passed-
out.  The blonde hadn't gotten as much wood placed 
against her but the flames finally took their toll 
as she suddenly stopped screaming and slumped in 
her bonds to finish burning.  More furniture was 
chopped up and placed on the fires to consume 
everything but the bones.

The officer said, "Well, that was the finale, so 
now we'll finish processing you beasts before 
dark!"  He turned to some sergeants and said, "Burn 
the town.  The whole thing.  Kill anyone who 
resists processing, we haven't got all day left.  
Keep any dogs we've caught, we have to feed these 
bastards something to keep them alive for sale.  
Let the soldiers take turns having a break to fuck 
the women if they want, just remind them not to 
kill them afterwards since it reduces the bonuses 
all around.  For anyone who's into it, it's ok to 
fuck the men too.  Dump all the remains of this 
afternoon's entertainment into the ditch."

The soldiers completed the job of razing the town 
and getting the population ready to sell into 
slavery.  The afternoon's display had demoralized 
them and their nakedness made them feel vulnerable 
so there was little resistance.  Families were 
separated wherever they were still together since 
men and women and people of different ages had 
different uses and that helped to further 
demoralize them and prevent coordinated escape 
attempts for fear of reprisals against family 
members.  The handful of captured enemy officers 
were executed to make sure they couldn't organize 
resistance but out of respect for their profession 
they were beheaded instead of strangled or 
butchered.

His work for the day nearly finished, it was time 
for the officer to relieve some tension and 
demonstrate his virility by raping one of the 
women.  He went outside to the ditch area, and the 
woman he had selected earlier was brought out.  Her 
long straight brown hair had been combed and 
brushed so it shined, and she had been dressed up 
as if for a festival day.  Her big tits bulged 
above the neckline of the laced-up top of her 
dress.  Her bright blue eyes showed fear since even 
though she had been well-treated all afternoon she 
knew she was about to be forced to fuck.  But at 
least she hadn't been burned at the stake, and 
maybe if he enjoyed fucking her he would keep her 
around for his own use.

He told her, "I'm going to fuck you now."  He 
didn't ask whether she wanted to cooperate or be 
forced, he just picked her up off the ground and 
brought her to the edge of the ditch.  "See?  This 
is what happens when people cause us to lose men 
without need."  The ditch was filled with corpses, 
some torn apart, others looked like they had just 
gone to sleep, a few were still squirming weakly.  
She started crying.  He turned her towards him 
again and said, "Let's have a look at those juicy 
tits of yours," and pulled open the ties of her 
dress to expose her breasts.  Her crying had a tone 
of embarrassment in it besides the horror that made 
her cry earlier.  He held them to feel the weight 
and firmness and said, "These are very nice.  How 
many men have sucked them until you couldn't stand 
it and then slid their cocks into your belly to 
give you their seed?"  She hesitated and then in a 
voice that made her feel very small, "Nnnn-nnnn-
none."

He looked surprised but pleased and said, "Take off 
your dress."  She pulled the dress over her head 
and dropped it to the ground.  He said, "Lie on 
your back on the ground."  She looked frightened 
but she complied.  He unbuttoned his uniform but 
kept his pants around his ankles, just in case of 
an emergency.  He took one of her arms in each of 
his to keep her under control, and she thought he 
was about to take her, but instead, he moved up and 
sucked hard on her right nipple and then the left.  
She moaned in spite of herself.  He continued to 
lick and kiss and suck her nipples while grinding 
against her clit with one knee.  When he thought 
she was aroused enough, he bit lightly on her right 
nipple and she yelped in pain.  He felt her slimy 
wetness on his leg and he knew it was time.

He placed the tip of his cock against her virgin 
hole and started to push.  The woman began crying 
again.  She tried very hard not to have a fit and 
resist because she thought cooperating would give 
her the best chance of survival.  His cock suddenly 
popped through her maidenhead and she cried out in 
pain.  He held still and savored the look of 
surprise and discomfort on her face.  When she 
began to relax again, he began to move within her 
and demonstrate his total control of her body.  She 
panted and her heaving chest made her breasts 
jiggle.  Tears streamed down her face from pain and 
humiliation as he enjoyed forcing his cock over and 
over again into her tight hole.

She felt herself suddenly empty as he pulled out.  
He told her, "Stand up."  She stood up.  A thin 
line of blood was visible down each thigh.  He 
turned her around and half-pushed her up to the 
edge of the ditch.  He told her, "Get down on your 
hands and knees and spread your legs."  She said, 
"Here?" as they heard the thud of another body 
being thrown into the ditch nearby and the scent of 
blood filled the air.  He said, "Yes."  She got 
down on the ground and crouched.  He grabbed her 
and said, "This way!" as he turned her around to 
face the ditch and shoved his cock all the way back 
into her from behind.

She screamed out in pain and stopped as she 
realized she was able to see everything going on in 
that section of the ditch.  She had a surreal view 
of people in the distance who seemed to be nodding 
their heads in agreement, after which their throats 
were slashed and they were pushed into the ditch.  
She didn't understand why they were so cooperative.  
The executioner was making them choose how to be 
cut with the knife--if they asked to be cut in the 
throat and nodded when asked for confirmation , 
they could avoid an agonizingly slow death from a 
cut open belly and avoid other creative ideas for 
dispatching them.

Her sore cunt was starting to bleed in spots and 
she sobbed and cried as he continued to pound away 
at her.  A cart was rolled up to the ditch and some 
burnt skeletons with bits of charred flesh attached 
were thrown into the ditch near them.  He said, 
"That's what you avoided."  She vomited into the 
hole in front of her as the scent reached them.  He 
said, "Executions make me so aroused. I'm going to 
blow my load into your guts momentarily. If you 
want to ever come with a cock inside you, this is 
your chance."

She was confused.  "Huh?  Owwwwwww.  It hurts, oh 
it hurts.  What do you mean this is my chance?"  He 
said, "I'm going to kill you right after I come, so 
this is the only sex you'll ever know--might as well 
try to enjoy it."  She screamed, "No!  Noooooooo!" 
and finally tried to get away.  He held her firmly 
by the hips and kept fucking her as she struggled 
and screamed for help.  He said, "You're about to 
join the rest of those losers to rot in that hole.  
In a minute or two, I'm going to take two knives 
pulled out of some good men I lost today and use 
them to give you two agonizingly painful fatal 
wounds.  After that you'll be a good bitch and 
throw yourself into the ditch while still alive so 
you can enjoy some final closeness to your fellow 
citizens."

He began to thrust more deliberately.  The woman 
sobbed and begged some favorite god for help.  She 
said, "Please Roistokor, save me, I have done 
nothing, I hid inside during the entire battle and 
harmed no one."  He said, "Your god isn't going to 
come, but I'm going to come."  She begged, "Please 
don't kill me.  I'm young, I'm pretty, at least 
sell me, no please no, Roistokor save me please 
save me!"  He looked down at where their bodies 
were joined.  She was a beautiful woman and he had 
enjoyed fucking her.  He felt warmth and started to 
tremble.  Then he came violently, releasing all of 
his pent up fear and rage into her body in a 
torrent of jism.  She screamed in sheer terror and 
then suddenly went silent as he pulled his cock out 
of her and stuck a dagger through her right kidney.  
The pain almost paralyzed her and every breath 
caused a wave of horrible agony.

He paused to pull his pants up.  She had fallen 
onto her front and was trying to stay still to make 
it hurt less.  He asked her, "Do you want a second 
knife?  You'll bleed out faster that way."  She was 
barely able to cry but the pain was unbearable.  
She managed to nod her head and make a gagging 
grunting noise.  He turned her over and she let out 
a weak scream as the knife in her kidney folded 
against the ground under her weight.  He said, 
"This is going to hurt, of course, but soon you'll 
be rotting in the trench with the other garbage and 
won't care."  Behind her some soldiers were pissing 
into the trench but her world had become too small 
for her to notice that.  He reached down with the 
second knife and slashed open her belly from her 
pussy to her navel.  He held her down to control 
the thrashing and hooked the knife under a loop of 
her intestines and then pulled outwards to sever 
it.  She tried to sit up but couldn't manage it so 
she rolled over to take the pressure off the kidney 
knife.  He said, "Now it's time for you to go wait 
in your grave.  And you're going to crawl over the 
edge because I'm going to start cutting into your 
asshole until you throw yourself into the pit to 
get out of my reach.  He made a short stab at her 
asshole and she moved forward as she instinctively 
tried to get away despite her severe wounds.  A few 
more pokes and she went over the edge, after which 
he threw the blood and shit covered knife into the 
hole after her.

The soldiers were all allowed some time off from 
the mopping up to rape the women to vent their rage 
and have some pleasure while humiliating the enemy.  
Every female allowed to survive was raped at least 
once before being bound and hobbled for the trip to 
the slave markets but there was no more killing of 
women.  A handful of men tried to resist being 
placed into their bonds and were simply hacked to 
death since there wasn't enough time for more 
crucifixions.  Clothing would be provided the next 
day since it was getting dark and would be 
difficult to check for concealed weapons.  The 
survivors of the town were then marched off to be 
sold into slavery, netting a nice bonus for the 
army.  The ditch was filled with rubble and dirt 
while some of the people in it were still alive.

We gave the next town we had to reduce a choice:  
join our empire, and we will welcome you 
wholeheartedly, or lock your gates and suffer the 
fate of those fools across the valley.  The town 
surrendered immediately and while all of their 
weapons had to be turned over on pain of death, 
strict orders were given that no person or property 
was to be harmed.






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