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The Capture of Edelgard (Finale)
“Looks like a great haul!”
The man’s chest rumbled against Edelgard’s body as he carried her across the
courtyard, towards a number of waiting wagons. The girl could see bandits
converging on the spot, bearing chests of goods, priceless relics, and–
–girls. All were in various states of undress, ranging from having parts of their
uniform torn away to completely nude. Ropes and strong arms prevented any of
them from resisting as they were borne towards the waiting carts.
Edelgard glanced up at her captor, just in time to see him bare a feral grin and dump
her roughly on the ground. Before she had even come to a stop, hands beset her
from all sides, ripping at what little clothing she had left.
Soon, the thin gag parting her lips was the only thing covering any of her body from
view. Her naked chest heaved with exertion, frustration, and humiliation as she
struggled to catch her breath. Her attempts at resistance had been predictably
futile; all they had earned her were a handful of painful spanks and gropes from the
surrounding bandits– and the ragged remains of her tights being added to the
stuffing in her mouth.
“Now, let’s get you all dolled up, shall we?”
Rubbing his hands with anticipation, the man who had previously been carrying
Edelgard advanced on her with more rope draped over his arms. Edelgard tried to
shy away, only for a ragged scream to be ripped from her mouth as her nipples were
roughly grabbed and yanked.
Her earlier bindings had been simple, but efficient. The bondage now blossoming
around her body was more stringent– and markedly more ornamental. A sense of
horror and disgust rose in her throat as she watched her modest breasts bulging
and swelling as they were wrapped in a tight hemp harness; her legs and arms
fared little better, as tight bindings soon encircled them both.
Though Edelgard’s first instinct was to resist, the taunting laughter of onlookers–
most of whom were pointing at her jiggling breasts– soon brought her to a furious
halt.
A sudden tug around her waist caused her to look down, drawing her attention to
several coils of rope about her hips. A large, calloused hand was pulling a doubled
length of rope up between her thighs, then–
–Edelgard shrieked. Rough cords were now slicing between her lower lips, chafing
against the sensitive folds as they were threaded through her waist bindings and
pulled taut. As they were cinched and knotted into place, a fiery sensation rushed
through Edelgard’s core, igniting a deeply unpleasant heat that threw her
completely off balance.
Her torment only mounted as she was scooped up and hurled into the back of a
wagon. She was surrounded by naked bodies, all similarly bound and gagged–
some weeping, some struggling, all covered in sweat, tears, and something more
shameful.
Reduced to nothing more than goods to be transported, abused, and sold.
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