The girl wandering down the trail towards the Village smiled at the two outriders in the uniform of the Black Tharlarion Company as they whistled at her from atop their tharlarion mounts. A cool wind blew her long blonde hair out behind her as she walked, her sleek thigh peeking out from under her midnight blue drape as she walked, the wind blowing it farther from her leg, drawing the men's admiring looks. She added a bit of an extra shake to her soft ass, seemingly not knowing that she was walking better under the eyes of men.
Another whistle from in front of her caused her to look up, surprise on her face as she spotted the rest of the five man patrol spreading out across the trail in a semi-circle. The one in the center smiled to her as he reined in his saddle mount, looking down at her. "Greetings little one. My men and I noticed you out walking and thought to enjoy the... pleasure... of your company for a while." Her blue eyes looked frantic as she looked around, her blonde hair whipping back and forth as she looked from one to the other, looking over her shoulder to see the two others moving up to complete the circle around her.
As she turned her attention back on the Leader of the outriders, she realized she was on her feet in the presence of free men and dropped to her knees, spreading her thighs wide in the position of the pleasure slave. Her hands came to rest palms up on her thighs, but quickly she tried to turn them palms down, hoping to avoid pleasuring the 5 men. As she focused on the Leader, she doesn't hear one of the two behind her climbing down out of his saddle and moving close behind her. The first warning she had of his presence was when he grabbed her arms, pulling them behind her, dropping a piece of binding fiber from his mouth into his hand and using it to tie her hands behind her with her wrists crossed.
At a signal from his Officer and the words "go ahead Markos", he lifted the girl from the ground and threw her onto his shoulder, her head towards the back as befits a slave. He walked over to his mount and laid her across the saddle. He mounted up and strapped himself into the saddle before reaching up and securing the bound girl to his saddle. He moved his mount into its position in the formation and, at his Officers gesture, rode out towards the woods nearby with his fellow mercenaries.
Once they arrived at the woods the Mercenaries dismounted and tied their mounts to the trees. The one named Markos lifted the blonde beauty from the saddle and carried her deeper into the woods. The Officer walked beside him, reaching over and giving her ass a sharp swat through the thin silk covering it as they walked. Markos laughed as she squirmed on his shoulder, "Does that ass feel good Sergeant Carac?" laughing louder as the Sergeant slaps her soft half moon again and nods with a smile.
The girl started to cry and sob as they walked, until one of the outriders walked up and whispered roughly in her ear warning her to silence. Carac looked over his shoulder, giving his head a slight shake, "Enough, Renius. She will have reason enough to cry and squeal soon." Carac looked back ahead of them, nodding to a small clearing ahead, "Renius, Markos, Parus, Cabera that will work. Trees close enough for binding but enough room to move." The four Mercenaries nodded and moved along the trail, stepping into the clearing and looking around.
Carac pointed to two trees reasonably close together. "Markos. There. Put her on her knees and secure her wrists to those two trees. Then secure her ankles to them too." The short outrider nodded and carried the girl over and set her between the two trees on her knees. Taking some binding fiber from his belt, he wrapped it around one wrist and untied the bindings holding her wrists together. Quickly he tied her wrist to the tree on that side and tied the other wrist with some more fiber, binding it to the tree on the side, tying her arms spread eagled out. With quick efficient movements, he secured her ankles and knees to the trees as well, forcing her to keep her thighs well spread.
As she struggled against the silken fibers binding her to the trees, keeping her spread wide for whatever the men had in mind, Carac moved in behind her, reaching down with one hand. With a quick jerk he removed her drape and tossed it aside. As he moved in behind her, he reached around with both hands and, grabbing the two edges of the vest covering her chest, pulled them apart, the laces springing quickly loose as they are designed to do. She vainly struggled against the fibers holding her as he squatted down behind her, his calloused hands cupping her full soft breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples to rock hardness.
As Carac teased her large breasts, Parus came up and ran his fingertips along her moist heat, the touch causing her to struggle even more against her bindings, though to no avail. Carac released her breasts and reached down, pulling his short thick cock from his pants. He stroked it a couple of times and it was hard as a rock with the anticipation of the treat he was about to enjoy. Carac moved down, squatting a bit and guiding his thick cock to her hot opening, gripping her hips and thrusting forward with a low moan as his hard cock slid into her a bit.
