Karina groaned as she unfastened the straps of her armor, letting the bloody and dented pieces of metal fall to the ground behind her one by one. She was exhausted and exhilarated by the battle she had just won. The army she herself had commanded had been grossly outnumbered by the invaders, yet they had prevailed through courage, skill and tactics. She had lost count of how many she had killed herself and now only wished to ash the blood and grime from her body.
As her tunic and leggings joined her sword and armor on the ground behind her, she ran her hands slowly across her ample chest and down her perfectly toned stomach. shaking her long dirty blond hair. She was beautiful and she knew it. Largely human, her grandmother had been a forest elf, and it was from her that Karina had inherited her tall, slender frame and youthful face.
A delicious shiver ran down her spine as she stepped into the pool just as the sun began to dip behind the hills, the sky turning a startling shade of red.
This was her secret place. High in the hills, hidden from view, she was fairly sure no else even knew of it's existence, and she enjoyed the solitude from time to time. The water was always the perfect temperature, even in the dead of winter, as if by magic. She languished in the water, feeling it dance across her skin as she floated on her back with her eyes closed, content and at ease.
Rorath sat in the bushes, watching the beautiful commander bathe, an evil grin creeping across his face. He had followed her after the battle, wanting her life as vengeance for his fallen comrades. But now...
Seeing her undress and step into the water, a more satisfying revenge entered his mind. As she floated with her eyes closed, he forced himself to tear his gaze from her naked body and seek out her discarded equipment. Her sword lay barely visible underneath her armor and clothes. He crept slowly towards the pile, carefully considering every movement before committing, every step artfully placed to make not even the slightest noise as he slowly stole her sword and crept back into the bushes to enjoy watching the rest of her bath.
Karina opened her eyes, realizing that it was dark, the stars shining down on her tranquil pool. It was late and she really ought to be returning to town for the festivities surrounding her victory. She swam slowly back to shore and stood, the starlight shimmering through the droplets that cascaded off her naked body as she stepped lightly across the grass to the large cloth she had brought with her to dry off.
As she ran the cloth slowly up and down her legs, she paused... Something was amiss. The night's sounds had abruptly stopped and all was still. Instantly alert, she moved quickly to where she had left her sword. her green eyes widened as she discovered it missing, frozen in shock. Her ears, slightly pointed from her elven lineage, twitched at an approaching sound. Cat-like, she spun, but too late, the wind going out of her as a dark shape crashed into her.
Rorath pushed her down to the ground, but her abrupt movement had her landing on her back, and he had hoped to have her face down. No matter, he had knocked the wind out of her, giving him precious seconds to pull the loop of rope around her wrist an tighten it down.
But she recovered quickly, her free hand coming up under his chin, knocking him back and allowing her to spin under him and begin to crawl out from under him. Oh no, not so easily would this one escape! He lunged forward, ignoring the pain in his jaw as he yanked hard on the rope, wrenching her arm behind her back and sending her crashing fast first into the grass. From there, with her pinned, it was not so difficult to secure her wrists together.
Karina's mind raced as she felt the ropes digging into her wrists. She'd been acting totally on instinct before, but now found herself thinking hard as her escape was foiled. She could hear her opponent panting as he sat on the small of her back, having finished securing her wrists.
"Untie me, you filthy dog! Don't you know who I am? You will pay for this dearly!" she snarled, trying to twist around to get a look at him.
"Oh, I know all too well who you are, Commander."
She gasped as she heard his accent, instantly knowing him for a member of the failed invasion.
"Fool! You survive that slaughter only to die at my hands here rather than return home? In less than an hour my personal guard will descend upon you like-Oomph!"
Rorath bounced on her, knocking her breath out again to cut short her ridiculous threats.
"Shut up, woman. I don't care. You slaughtered brave men today. Good men. I cam here tonight to take my revenge upon you." He brandished a gleaming knife before her eyes, pulling back on her hair. "Imagine the celebrations in town coming to an abrupt end with the news of their beloved commander's slow, painful death."
She was silent. Whether in fear or defiance, he neither knew nor cared. He simple sheathed his knife.
Karina was confused. Why had he sheathed his blade only moments after telling her of his plans to kill her?
"Wait, you're not going to kill me?" Her tone was not frightened, merely curious. But she soon understood. She shuddered as he leaned down, breathing hotly in her ear "No... I have a much more fitting revenge, I think..." as he slid his tongue slowly across her cheek.
'Oh no...' she thought, terror creeping into her for the first time in years. But she remained outwardly defiant. "Try it you fucking bastard and I promise to cut off your dick and shove it down your throat before I gut you!"
Rorath grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back, her soft cry of pain and surprise was very satisfying. He let go, chuckling as she ate grass again, turning his body to bind her ankles together before getting off of her and pulling her to her knees. He drew his knife again slowly. He grinned as she shuddered while he removed his tunic and pants, the newly risen moon illuminating his muscled and scarred physique and his rapidly hardening cock.
"I am going to make you a deal, Commander. I want you to suck my cock. If you do this to my satisfaction, I will walk away and you live to fight another day. If not..." he trailed off, flipping the knife idly in his hand for effect.
Karina spat at him and snapped her teeth. No way she would ever do anything so vile and degrading! She would much rather die. She knelt tall. Hoping he would try anyway so she could bite him and die fighting.
her heart sank when he laughed and grabbed her hair, pushing her down over an old tree stump and crawling behind her. She let loose a litany of curses and threats as she felt a hand on her back. She thrashed, accepting that he would take her, but determined to make it difficult.
She gasped in shock, appalled when she felt not his cock, but his tongue pressed against her sex.
Rorath slid his tongue slowly along her slit before laughing. "It would be so easy to just take you. But I want to savor your body. And I am going to make you enjoy it!"
he plunged his tongue into her pussy, triumphant when he felt her juices begin to flow. He wrapped an arm around her thigh and began to finger her clit, making her thrash again.
Karina tried desperately to escape his tongue and fingers as electrifying waves of pleasure crashed over her. She moaned out breathlessly "Noo...." as she caught herself unintentionally pushing back against his tongue.
She knew it was commonly believed that she had slept her way into a command, but in truth had very little experience with carnal pleasures. So little time between training and schooling. Plus, most men she had known didn't know the first thing about a woman's body. She cursed her body for responding to this bastard's skilled molestation.
Worse than fear, she felt shame rising to color her cheeks as she felt that old, near forgotten feeling of impending orgasm rising within her. She cried out for him to stop, but his tongue and fingers only moved faster as she bit down on her lip to stifle a scream.
Rorath laughed as her body quivered and thrashed as she screamed out her climax. He got up behind her and pressed his cock against her drenched pussy. She was gasping for breath, her eyes clenched shut to hold in tears as he cheeks flushed bright red with shame. She sobbed "You bastard" as he groped her breasts, his cock throbbing against her sex.
"Ready to get fucked, Commander?" he laughed. She tensed up, shaking her head slowly. "Too bad!" Rorath squeezed her breasts as he thrust forward, driving deep inside of her in a single stroke.
Karina screamed in a confused mix of pain, pleasure and shame. She groaned loudly as he plowed into her, grunting obscenely. She tried to distance herself, imagining being somewhere else, not wanting to feel this animal raping her... not wanting to enjoy it.
She was jolted back to reality when she felt her ankles untied. He ground his hips against her before lifting her off the stump and twisting her around, laying her on her back without removing his cock from within her. She turned her face, not wanting to look at him.
Rorath slapped her across her cheek and grabbed her chin, forcing her eyes back to his "I want to look into your eyes while I fuck you, bitch."
He laughed s she let loose a string of obscenities and insults, cursing him in some very imaginative ways. She cut off with a startled gasp as he resumed fucking her. She would periodically close her eyes or try to turn away, but always returned her gaze to him after a good slap. She bit her lip as he started pumping into her faster.
