Sybil’s small village is conquered by the Brardothians, or who many like to call the “SAVAGES.” Men are killed, young boys are taken prisoner, and the most nubile women of the village are stripped and lined up for the leader of the Brardothians, Zoltan, to make his choice. Being the most beautiful and well endowed of all the women in the village, Sybil gets chosen. Now Sybil must answer to all Zoltan’s demands, even if it means letting him feast.
The leader kicks open the door and places me on my feet. His intimidating presence stands before me. I look down to the floor in submission. I can feel the power emanating from his body. “I’m Zoltan, leader of the Brardothians. What is your name peasant girl?”
“Sybil” I say as my voice wavers.
“Do you know why I chose you?”
I shake my head, my eyes still looking at the floor.
I can’t help but blush. It’s still nice to be complimented about your beauty even in the face of being taken against your will. I know it’s no empty compliment either. A leader like Zoltan, must have sacked many villages and seen the faces of many different women. But what did he mean by breasts like mine could provide nourishment to all his men?
He reaches down and grabs a handful of...