I watched, unable to move, as the rest of the bandits came back. They quickly noticed me, and I felt all of their eyes on my bare flesh. My body reacted immediately, despite me trying to hold it back.
"What happened?" Jon asked a couple times before he could get the attention of the horny group of guys. I listened carefully, wanting to know how my friends were.
One of the raiding party managed to multitask - answering his questions while still leering hungrily at me. "They're good. Got a lot of us down before we could stop them. That one girl is amazing with the bow. They ended up retreating, and we made it back here once you were clear."
They began circling around me like wolves, and I felt a mixture of fear and lust like nothing before in my life. Even the fantasy from the night before paled in comparison to the reality of what was about to happen to me.
Just as I prepared for the slaughter, my body ready to receive its punishment, someone shoved through and faced the slathering mob. Stacey, my unlikely savior, shouted them down.
"Hey. You remember the rules. If she says you hurt her, you're all going to be kicked out. Possibly with charges. Which of you wants that?"
They all backed down a little, and moved away toward their meeting circle. I smiled at Stacey, who approached me, menacingly.
"Don't think I did this for you," she whispered hotly in my ear. "I swear I could smell your arousal from the other side of the clearing, you horny slut. But it was
my
plan to capture you,
my
pussy that got us the necessary supplies, and it's
my
pussy that's going to get these guys first. You can get whatever is left over after I'm done with them."
She stormed off to the group, loosening the laces on her dress as she went. "Now," she cried out as she raised her arms over her head, her dress falling to the ground, "who wants to fuck a real woman?"
Eight guys, the entire bandit group, descended on her, reaching out to touch her breasts, her ass, her pussy. I saw her drop to her knees and release the pants of one of the bandits before she was engulfed in the men.
Chaos quickly turned to order as she took charge. She smiled up at two guys as she stroked each of them. Her smile turned evil as she looked between them at my bound body. She was right. The sight of her surrounded by those horny men made my body pulse. I could feel each of my quickening heartbeats pounding through me every place that the ropes bound me.
She took her time with each of them, rubbing them against her chest, licking their tips. At first, they kept looking over at me as well, but slowly, she brought their focus only to her naked form.
One of the guys brought a bench over, and she rested her stomach on it. She continued to look me in the eyes as she spread her legs and used her hands to separate her ass. The guy directly behind her didn't need any other encouragement, and was quickly sliding his erection into her pussy. She reached out and grabbed a second person by the shaft, bringing him to her open mouth. He slid in eagerly, and her hand snaked between his thighs, massaging his balls. Her other hand found another waiting cock, and began massaging it between her fingers.
Moisture started dripping down my thighs. I tried to reach, but the ropes around me wouldn't move. My pussy ached to be touched. My nipples wanted to be sucked on. I moaned softly as the trickle of pleasure made my legs damp.
"That's actually pretty hot." Samantha spoke from next to me. I had no idea how long she had been standing there, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the scene in front of me. Stacey had switched positions and was now lying on her back. One bandit was slamming hard between her thighs as they were being pulled wide by two other sets of hands. Her breasts were being used to rub a second cock, while her mouth and hands were busy with three more. The eighth kept circling around, his cock in one hand, his other touching her anywhere it could reach.
Even with the attention of all of the males, her eyes kept looking back at me. I could tell that no matter how much she was enjoying their attention, the fact that I was watching was driving her arousal.
"I came over as soon as I heard what happened to make sure they weren't doing anything to you they shouldn't be," Samantha continued. "This is not what I was expecting. Kinda makes you want to join in doesn't it?"
I moaned slightly, unable to make words as my body craved the attention that Stacey was receiving. A shout brought my attention to her midsection where the cock between her tits was erupting onto her chest. He reached down and rubbed his seed into her tits. Her enjoyment was obvious as the guy in her mouth started moaning at her increased attention. Soon, he too was thrusting hard, and I saw her throat working as she swallowed his cum.
As the two men on top of her moved to the side, she stood up and pulled one of the guys down on to the bench. She straddled him, and slid down his thick rod. Once he was settled, she reached behind her and stroked the shaft of the one coated in her juices. She moved him towards her and pressed his tip against her asshole. Not needing any more encouragement, he pressed himself into her rear. My own virgin ass clenched, imagining what it must be like to have something that thick buried in there.
While she was focusing on her bottom half, the remaining four quickly rock-paper-scissored for the right to be the next in her mouth. The winner cheered, and moved in front of her, lifting her chin and guiding himself down her throat.
A moan from next to me finally brought my attention back to Samantha. She had her hand in her pants, the other under her shirt, and she was rocking back and forth. Jealously, I watched as she was able to pleasure herself, my own body now in a constant state of torment. I turned back to watch as Stacey was being triple penetrated, but I could hear the build of Samantha's orgasm next to me.
My body craved attention. The ropes dug in as I tried everything I could imagine to get some sort of friction against my body. I imagined the ropes as hands, holding me. I wanted to close my eyes, but the tableau in front of me kept me fixated. To be able to have those hands, those cocks, on me, in me, filling me...
Samantha's moans turned to gasps, and she leaned back against the tree I was tied to. I felt her shuddering as her orgasm passed through her. The moans and screams from the center of camp reminded me that I was the only one that wasn't getting release. Samantha's panting next to me, and her moans of contentment, drove me insane.
"Fuck you," I whispered harshly at her.
