Liki's careful scan of the surrounding area revealed no threats. They were deep in enemy territory, this was no time to be taking undue risks. The two elves bathing in the spring were a sure capture, and easily managed on the spear's escape back to human territory. Liki whistled in a perfect imitation of a bird call.
 
The older elf's ears twitched at the sound. Liki could see the experienced elf picking out each human warrior as they began to slide from their cover. From where she wa

Liki trembled as she heard the screams die out. That could have been her! She was only ten paces away when the elves had grabbed the last of their victims. Liki wasn't exactly afraid, the screams were obviously full of intense pleasure, rather she was aroused. The small chested brave dared not give in and pleasure herself though. This close to the elf village, that would be tantamount to suicide. Liki and her spear had given chase, of course, but the elves had easily eluded them. However,

Night was drawing near, B'rie and D'lila were both recovered enough to move again. It was time to bring their catch back to the village, and give two of her newest pack members a literal taste of victory. M'kana always liked this part. Taking the lid off of the basket holding the doomed humans she looked over her victims. All of the human girls were hopelessly aroused, the aphrodisiacs from their capture and their impending fates had flooded their bodies with endorphins to the point they may

The pack was stirring in their hut long before the sun rose. M'kana could already hear the other girls sliding against each other as her lover's lips slid gently over her mound. M'kana and B'rie had been together a long time, and the dark skinned elf knew every one of M'kana's sensitive spots. M'kana spread her legs slightly and was instantly rewarded with the heat of B'rie's tongue probing her slit. M'kana had fantasized about feeding herself to B'rie before, and indulged the fantasy now as

The tribe was gathering to the sound of the drums. The children were gathered outside, watching as five of their number entered the warriors lodge for the first time. Only grown women, and warriors of the tribe were allowed in the lodge. Those who entered would leave the lodge as women, or not at all.
 
Inside the women of the tribe watched from their seats along the walls as the five initiates walked nervously into the center. Thula the wisdom keeper greeted each of them with a hug be

The three elven initiates walked down the path in nervous silence. Each of them knew that in mere moments, their naked bodies may be forfeited in the dangerous trial they were about to undertake. They kept their eyes on the sure and graceful strides of the huntress brave who led them to the sacred grove. She was M'kana, the true seeker, victor of 10 vine races, the second best archer in the tribe, devourer of three human warriors, and, if they survived their coming ordeal, their new first bra

The Entrepreneur of Sector 13
 
  A robot with her name on a card was waiting for Kahlee at the spaceport. Kahlee walked over to the droid and handed it her single suitcase and followed the machine to a waiting private transport. The black vehicle hovered with the door open, and the cavity beyond was shrouded in inky blackness by a vision distortion field. It looked like she was being invited to step into the void of space.
 
  Taking a deep breath, Kahlee entere

 "Excuse me, ma'am, but do you have any idea what your body is worth?" Some guy just walks up and says this to me. Can you believe it? I mean, sure I made sure to expose as much skin as possible when I chose my outfit today? This guy's lucky I'm in a good mood. Luckier that it looks like he has a big dick.
 
"That sort of thing is illegal you know. Are you, like, trying to get arrested?" I give him his chance, let's see if he's got any game.
 
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You click close button for the umpteenth time, but the pop-up doesn't go away. Whatever it is, it's new enough that the virus scan you just ran does nothing to detect it. Since you aren't stupid enough to click on something so obviously a trap, you sigh and restart your computer in safe mode. To your surprise, nothing new has been downloaded since yesterday. Everything is exactly as you left it before that pop-up intruded on your browsing. You restore to yesterday's image just to be safe an

 Off in the distance a hammer could be heard. Kyei squirmed in place with the rest of the captives in the line as the first taps were heard. There was a long pause in the rhythm of the blows. Kyei and all the other women rubbed their legs together helplessly, not a single one of them was dry. Then the pounding started again, this time every blow was accompanied by the frantically pleasured screams of the woman who was being sacrificed a half mile down the road. After several blows the hamme

 Brindally took her time with dinner. She chewed slowly, and savored every bite, making sure that her lips caressed the fork she used and that her tongue played across every morsel. It wasn't because the food was that good. A standard legion soup with small bits of meat to keep their energy up. No, she ate this way because it drove Kahl wild to watch her lips at work. Kahl had finished in mere minutes, legion doctrine and training demanded that as little time as possible be spent idle when

 There was a pep in Thorik's step as he led his spear along their assigned patrol. News of his captives pregnancy had not worn off yet. Even now, as sixth spear passed by, a few legionnaires called out congratulations and more than a few punched him roughly on the shoulder with their spear hands. Thorik took the blows with a smile, it was a legion tradition, and his smile persisted even if his shoulder sported a wonderful bruise at this point.
 
 
 Kholar was a day away at t

 The long string of captives had been marching into Kholar for seven days now. Too long. Too many Valkan legionnaires marching with them. The Bischetti must have suffered a crushing defeat to have so many captives marching to their death on Valkan altars. Magrys made a disdainful face as she watched the Bischetti march in docile ranks.
 
 
 Magrys made very little attempt to conceal herself as she spied on the army. She had the setting sun at her back, but otherwise stood ta

 Kyei marched along the road to Valkam without complaint. The Valkans gave each captive their boots back so that the march would not be hindered, but all other clothing was given at the discretion of the victors. That meant that Kyei and many of her fellows marched in the buff. Since it was late spring, it was warm enough. The only complaint Kyei could name was that her hands were tied behind her back so that she could not shield her eyes or wipe her brow every now and again. The fact that

 Thrynne listened to the horns call and obediently lowered her weapons in surrender. The man who had been crossing swords with her brought his stroke short and backed off a pace. The odds of a tactical victory had been long. Thrynne had not entertained any fantasies of anything but a brutal day of fighting, followed by either the obligations of defeat or a hard won stalemate. It appeared that the ambush had failed to stop the enemy from reinforcing the front while she and her shield sisters

 A horse was coming hard up the road. Brindally couldn't see it in the dark but the rider drove the beast down the hard packed earth with haste. The sound preceded them for a mile in the stillness. It was too soon for a message, it was too soon but the message had come nonetheless. Bad news.
 
 
 There had been a lot of bad news in this war. Bischette's enemies, the Valkans, had sent their legions to attack the mountains to the East. The men of Bischette had gathered their a