Faye : Enslavement

A shadow had crept upon the land. The people of the village had lived

prosperously for a long time, toiling hard at the fields so they could feed

their families and trade the surplus. The village of Fern had not known war,

and even the oldest men and women had only listened to accounts of battle from

their long-deceased ancestors. The land was peaceful and although life was not

easy, it was more or less fair. The people could not afford to feed and

maintain a regular army, and it was unnecessary anyway. They elected a single

person who would bear arms and secure justice in Fern, a person who bore the

title of Guardian, and this person happened to be Faye. She was the daughter

of the deceased blacksmith, and was familiar with weapons from an early age.

She was tall, around 6', and easily one of the most beautiful women in the

town. She had beautiful blonde hair, brown eyes and full lips, but her face

was paled in comparison to her perfect body. Faye's breasts were perfectly

shaped pointy Ds, her waist was slim and her hips were wide and round. All the

men of Fern were drooling after her but she was just as dangerous as she was

attractive, and the respect she drew drowned their sexual fantasies.

Faye stepped outside her humble house and walked slowly to the ceremonial

caverns as the evening prayers were getting started. "I wonder what kind of

dumb rumours the druids will try to spread this time!" she remarked jokingly

to her younger sister, Eve.

"Shush Faye, they might not always be right but we should pay more attention

to the omens. We shouldn't anger the gods. Life is good and I hope it stays

this way." Eve retorted.

"I know, but these days the druids are just getting increasingly annoying with

all their talk of a great war to be fought and how we should prepare ourselves.

Nothing has happened to us since our elders remember so why should we

experience some apocalyptic war right now?" Faye was bothered by the druids,

for their fear-mongering sermons caused a lot of distraught among the people.

"Each day someone stops by and asks me if i'm going to save the village, and I

always ask 'Save it from what?'. Nothing interesting has happened here since I

was born, and probably nothing will happen until I die. It's just same old

boring Fern."

"You shouldn't talk like that! We should be thankful for the peacefulness!"

Eve was a lot younger than Faye. She was born 18 years ago and was just

finishing her journey to womanhood. She had reddish brown hair, freckles and

brown eyes. Her figure was similar to her sister's except her chest was

smaller but still larger-than-average for such a young woman.

A beautiful black-haired woman approached the pair. She was past her prime but

still extremely attractive, with a perfect hourglass figure and a nice round

butt. "Hi mom" the sisters greeted in unison.

"Hello there my children, going to the prayers as well?" "Yep, let's hurry,

they've already started" Faye commanded and after a fast-paced walk they

arrived at the ceremonial cavern.

*******

"WE MUST PREPARE OURSELVES! we must prepare the children, the livestock, our

properties, we must prepare everything for the upcoming war! The omens are

clear, a destructive force will be unleashed on the land. Our village is not

safe. We will fight the threat and win, but we must be ready or we are doomed

to fail!" the druid cried hysterically. The people in the cavern gasped at

each sentence, entranced by the horrible descriptions the holy men were

sharing with them in their deep, booming voice. The mysterious and

supernatural feeling in the cavern was aided by the incense burning and the

sound-enhancing properties of the chamber.

"Stop scaring these people! Don't you understand that they are actually

frightened by what you are spewing? People of Fern, NOTHING is going to happen.

Nothing has happened in the past 50 summers and nothing will happen in the

next 50 summers!" Faye could no longer take the over-dramatized sermon and

spoke out.

"HERETIC! You will see soon that the omens were right! Prepare yourself before

it's too late, or you will face the wrath soon, maybe in a week or maybe

tomorrow!" the druid's booming voice echoed across the chamber.

"Fine, i'll face that 'wrath' you are talking about. You go on and do whatever

stupid stuff you need to do to prepare!" Faye spat back, annoyed.

The fierce exchange finished and Faye promptly left the cavern with her sister

and mother.

*******

The trio of beautiful women walked back to their house and sat down before the

massive wooden table.

"So, what do we do? The druid says we should escape into the mountains and

return when the threat is finished" Eve started the discussion.

"What threat? There is nothing to these claims. Nothing is going to happen to

us if we just stay." Faye answered her sister. "But the druids, they are

mostly right-" "No, they are sometimes right and they are sometimes wrong.

They always just shoot blind guesses and sometimes they get lucky. This time

they are just plain wrong and stupid" Faye interrupted her mother rudely.

"Well, seeing as you are the Guardian of the village it's your decision to

make. But this blind skepticism of your's, it can't be good. You should

remember that druids don't make these claims based on nothing"

"They make these claims based on some omens anyone can interpret as pretty

much anything. This decision is final. We are staying here and continue on

with our life as usual." Faye slammed her fist into the oak table and issued

the two women to their respective rooms. Faye herself spent a while up in deep

thought, what if really the druids are right and they are not safe? But she

quickly dismissed the notion, blew out the candles lighting the kitchen and

left to her quarters.

*******

The night was warm and pleasant, and a young scribe had just finished his work

and decided to peak out his hillside house and look to the far-away valley

that cut into the surrounding mountains. His pale face shined in the dark as

he enjoyed the view.

But what was that light deep in the valley, as if dozens of torches were

carried? This was very strange for it was very dangerous to camp in the wild.

The woods were filled with ravenous wolves, huge bears and aggressive boars.

The villagers stayed clear of the wild and tended to themselves. Who would be

foolish enough to brave the woods at such a late hour?

The fires moved and suddenly they were heading directly to the village. The

marching sound of hundreds of feet echoed in the distance. The scribe tried to

focus his eyes to the mysterious light, trying to make out the shapes more

clearly.

The last thing the scribe heard and saw was the flight of a large, black arrow

aimed at him

*******

Faye shuffled in her bed. Her dreams were filled with screams and crying.

She could not find a comfortable position and kept moving. Suddenly her dream

stopped and she woke up, but the screams and crying never left.

"What's happening?" she sleepily called and walked out of her room in her

night gown. She opened the doors of the house and was briefly blinded by the

orange-yellow light, and then the shock came.

Half of the village was ablaze and there were dozens of heavily armored

creatures roaming the streets. It was like something out of a surreal painting.

The creatures were of various height and build, ranging from 4 feet tall and

scrawny to hulking giant orcs that were easily 7 feet in height and had

shoulders the size of boulders. The hellish army was systematically torching

the village, setting fire to every third or so house. A muscular goblin riding

a large wolf dashed across the street and impaled a surrendering militia-man.

The armor they wore was nothing short of bizarre. Heavy plates covered by

large spikes protected their torsos while their heads were outfitted with

great horned helms and massive skullcaps.

Their weapons were twisted and black, irregular in shape yet obviously well

weighted.

"Oh god, the druids were right!" Faye cried out and hurried back into her

house to wake her family up. Her mother and sister were already awake and

huddled together in a corner, refusing to move. Faye quickly opened the locks

of her cabinet and changed into her dusty armor and picked up her father's

greatsword. Hurriedly she dashed down the corridor and into the street to

fight the demonic force.

She instantly saw a horrible scene take place at the far end of the street.

A house was being lit on fire and several stocky goblins dragged the tenants

out into the streets. The family of five was at sword-point forced to lie down

before their house. The goblins quickly tied down their wrists behind their

back and proceeded to impale the father and his two sons in cold blood. The

mother and her daughter screamed in horror as they were forced to watch them

die and see their house burned to the ground. The goblins then picked up the

wailing women and carried them off.

"NOT SO FAST!" Faye bellowed and charged at the three goblins. They chittered

in an unknown language and sped up, sprinting across the streets with the poor

women on their shoulders. Faye chased them across the narrow gaps between the

streets and finally managed to corner them into a dead end.

The goblins dropped their spoils of war and faced Faye. She swung her sword

wildly at the middle one, slicing his throat even through the thick armor.

He quickly grasped his bleeding neck, choking and spewing black blood over the

ground. The other two leaped on Faye and bashed her helmet with a strong

uppercut.

"You bastards will PAY FOR THIS!" she angrily shouted and stabbed the other

goblin in the back with a hidden dagger. The last goblin summoned a thick

shortsword and leaped at her, swinging it wildly at her torso. The strike went

through her shoulderpad and cut the chainmail connecting the front of the

chestplate to the back.

"YOU BASTARD! that was my father's!" She yelled and smashed the poor goblins

head with her heavy greatsword. Black blood flew everywhere and the fight was

over. Just as she finished off the last one a burly man appeared with a

pitchfork. "You need help there Faye?"

"F-F-Fay-e-e.. they are ki-ki-killing the men and- and taking the wo-women"

the traumatized mother whispered before passing out. Her daughter was still

conscious, though crying hysterically.

"Take these women with you and head to the mountains. Protect them as best as

you can" Faye commanded the pitchfork-armed man and set off to fight more

enemies. As she turned to say goodbye and good luck to the trio who were

already almost at the gates, a huge 7 foot orc crashed through the wall,

picked up the militia-man and tore him in half.

"NOOOOO" Faye screamed as she saw dozens of goblins swarm the women and

quickly overpower them. The huge orc turned to the origin of the sound and

charged at her. Faye stood her ground, sword drawn out and facing the huge foe.

However the sheer force of the impact knocked the sword out of her hands and

threw her body a considerable distance and into a wall. A dozen of goblins

rushed her and before she could scramble to defend herself they pinned her

down by her ankles and wrists. One of the goblins tore off her helmet roughly.

"IT'S A SPAWNER" the goblin shouted to his comrades in a hoarse voice.

"NGGGH LET ME GO! I'LL KILL YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID TO MY PEOPLE!" Faye demanded.

"Ooooh, this one's feisty, she's gonna be fun to tame!" and the goblins

laughed and cheered as they started to rip her armor apart. First came off the

torso plate which was already damaged, and shortly afterwards her shoulderpads

and chainmail skirt was lying next to it in a heap. Faye was now stripped down

to her night gown.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? STOP IT!" Faye bellowed. The goblins ignored her and

shortly afterwards they tore off her gown. Faye's wares were now on open

display. The goblins groped and mashed her huge tits, pinching and biting her

nipples. One of the goblins quickly removed his legplates and approached her

crotch with a thick, long erect cock.

"NO! DON'T DO THIS YOU CAN'T DO THIS YOU CA-" Faye's protests were silenced by

the sudden impalement on the creature's member. She gasped for air as she felt

the rod strike deep inside her warm snatch. "AAAAAAAAAAGGGHH NOOOO"

Faye's delayed scream rang across the street as the goblin assault on her body

continued. The goblin inside her started thrusting harder, gaining space

slowly by inches. Faye tried to close her legs or swipe at the rapist with her

arms but the other goblins held her arms and legs firmly in place.

"NO, STOP IT STOP IT PLEASE OH GREAT GODS STOP THIS HELL!" Faye screamed

desperately, struggling against the gang-rape. The goblin's cock finally broke

all the way through to her womb and showered her pussy walls with spunk. He

held in place for a while as he unloaded gallons of cum into the poor woman

and finally unsheathed his penis out of her with an audible sloppy sound.

Faye couldn't handle the pain, disgust and mental torture and blacked out

shortly after the next goblin thrust his dick inside her.

*******

Faye woke up to a searing pain in her lower belly. She forced her tired eyes

open and noticed that her abdomen had swollen extremely.

"Oh god.. no.. this must be a nightmare.. I'm pregnant with some filthy

creature's spawn" Faye cried. Her wrists had been tied together and bound

against an iron fence lining the street.

Suddenly she screamed as her water broke and she felt a fluttering sensation

in her womb. "OH GOD I'M GIVING BIRTH" she screamed as she felt something

large press against her cervix and into her vaginal tunnel. "UUUGH IT'S TOO

BIG" Faye screamed in horror and pain as the goblin spawn started to push out

of her. Finally the head appeared and slowly the whole goblin infant squeezed

out of her swollen vulva.

As soon as the goblin exited her body it grabbed her thighs and started

climbing onto her body. Faye was too exhausted to resist or try shaking it off,

and she let the evil creature bite, gnaw and suck on her swollen, milk-

engorged tits. Both were quickly drained and left slightly sagging and covered

by bite marks.

A tall, armored figure approached the exhausted Faye. The goblin infant

crawled away quickly in fear as the grotesque figure undid her bonds and

picked Faye up by her neck.

"I am Tharon and my brethren have conquered your people. We will take the

females of the village as spoils of war, they will help us refill our ranks.

I believe I have already been acquainted with your family. They are serving

our cause finely. I shall show you now" The haunting figure spoke in a very

deep, hoarse voice. Faye didn't answer. She was on the verge of blacking out

again and just barely clung to being conscious."

Tharon carried the weak Faye through the still burning village. It was dusk

and the air was heavy with the scent of ash and blood. There were dozens of

bodies of men flung here and there, all dead, some of them mutilated. The

nefarious creatures that roamed the village were cannibalizing the remains,

tearing the flesh greedily with their sharp, crooked teeth.

"We are a force that sweeps through the land every hundred or so years. We

invade a village, enslave the females and massacre the rest. Fern has been in

our sights for quite some time. Luckily for us you proved to be our easiest

conquest." Tharon finished the sentence with a chilling laugh, caressing

Faye's naked body.