Chapter Nine
An Example To My People
For three nights, the party traveled on their way to an unknown destination. The roads were rough, the food foul, and the brutish company on the journey quick to humiliate the two beauties. Roslyn was to learn that the marauders were indeed mercenaries, in league only to earn coin from some unknown employer. She had been the prize, plucked with great deliberation, while Celia was taken to appease the men’s need for a woman’s cunt.
For many days, the band of men had lain in wait for Roslyn to show herself outside Drago’s fortress, for it would have been impossible to make the capture by breaching the fortified barrier. With the object of their search innocently picnicking in a meadow, the task of throwing off the two young bodyguards had been almost t
