Since Aurora's employer was traveling, she decided to use the time to take a short trip inland. In the nearby foothills was an artistic village she had heard about called Shadow Glen. It was about two days walk from her seaside city of Silver Harbor, though only a few hours ride. However, all the Master's horses were unavailable, so she had no choice but to walk.
Taking her sketchbook, a small pack, some camping equipment and food, she put on a sturdy, well-fitted navy blue walking dress, a dark cloak, picked up her cedar wood staff, and set out towards Shadow Glen.
On the way out of town, she passed a merchant's wagon coming into Silver Harbor from the northeastern road. The merchant, a local whom her employer occasionally did business with, smiled at her as she passed his cart.
His gaze moved over her figure quickly, lingering a bit longer on her ample, but well covered chest, before resting on her face. "Where are you headed?" he asked politely, noting the staff and traveling pack.
"Shadow Glen, for the art festival."
He nodded. "Oh yes, it's due to start in a few days, isn't it?"
She smiled. "I'm hoping to talk to some artists and make some friends."
He chuckled, as his gaze drifted slowly back down to her chest. "I'm sure you'll have no trouble." It was the most dressed he'd seen the housemaid in a while.
"Just be careful. With the festival, bandits are sure to be prowling the roadway, looking for the unwary."
She nodded. "I will. I don't think they will bother with me. I have little money or jewelry to steal."
He nodded. "Just be careful. Don't travel at night, stay in an inn."
"I will."
"Good luck." He snapped his crop, and headed his wagon into the city.
Aurora began walking. For the first few hours, she passed many different people on the road, chatted with some and flirted with others. It was all very pleasant.
After a while, the traffic thinned out, and as the day went on, eventually became nothing. As she turned onto the road leading to Shadow Glen, it was late afternoon.
The road led into the forest, and Aurora knew she should be stopping soon. The next inn she came upon, she would stop at. The only thing was, she didn't see any more inns, and wondered if there were any on this road.
The light was fading, and she began to wonder if she would have to camp instead.
She continued to walk into the forest, following the road, and looking for a good place to camp, as night fell. She lit a small lamp she carried with her, and continued on.
After a while, she began to get the feeling she was being followed. She continued to walk, glancing around her occasionally. She pulled her hood up over her head, and walked faster.
She had quickened her step, but wasn't watching where she was going, and tripped over a rut in the road. The lamp slid out of her hands and crashed to the ground. The flame went out and she was plunged into darkness.
A hand came down heavily on her shoulder, turning her around. Startled, she screamed.
There was a chuckle, and a dim light appeared from nowhere.
"She's alone," a voice said, and she was pushed roughly towards the light.
It moved up to illuminate a man's face, an unshaven, rough-looking face. He grinned, holding his lamp to the side, to shine on her as she stumbled towards him.
"It's not very safe on this road at night," the man said. "Especially for someone alone."
"There aren't any inns on this road," Aurora said, looking around her nervously.
There were at least two other men, or shadows, surrounding her. The man behind her, the one with the lamp, and someone else.
"Actually, there is one. Just up a ways," the lamp holder said. "But you're not going to reach it. At least, not yet."
"You're going to rob me?" she asked simply. "If so, you're out of luck. What money I have isn't much, and probably wouldn't be worth taking, neither is my jewelry. Unless you want my camping supplies or my sketchbook and clothes, there isn't much for you to take, or sell."
The lamp holder seemed to be in charge, and he grinned at her. "How much money do you got?"
Aurora shrugged. "Ten copper coins and two silver ones."
The lamp holder jerked his head, and Aurora was grabbed from behind again, relieved of her pack, staff and book, which vanished into the darkness. She tried to see what became of them, but she could only see the third shadowy figure move a little and figured he must have taken them. Presumably to search.
The leader stepped forward, shining his light on her better. The man behind her kept a tight hold on her arms as the man peered into her face. He wasn't bad looking at all, she decided, and so far, he'd been relatively decent with her, for a criminal anyway. He grinned, looking her over.
"She's right," a new voice said from the dark. "Just trinkets and change.
Although that silver pendant she's got on looks like it might be worth something."
There was a dull thud as he tossed her possessions on the ground. "Appears to be some kind of domestic servant."
The leader smiled. "We won't take your stuff."
Aurora smiled back, relieved. "Thank you."
"However," the leader said, reaching out a leather gloved hand to touch her cheek, "I hate going away empty handed, so to speak." His eyes flickered over her face, as his hand moved down to push her cloak aside. His gaze followed the path of his hand as it grazed her shoulder and moved over her chest. She automatically stiffened as his fingers brushed her nipple, and traveled down to cup her full breast.
"I think we should have a little fun, then you can go on to your inn."
Aurora swallowed nervously. "And if I don't want to?"
His hand tightened around her breast slightly, and he began to knead it. "You don't have a choice."
She bit down a groan. What he was doing felt very good, and a twinge of frightened excitement went through her. She squirmed a bit, and the hold on her tightened. She felt breath on the side of her head, and then lips on her ear.
The leader chuckled. Handing the lamp to the third man, he cupped her other breast, squeezed them both, and said, "let's get her back to camp first."
The man behind her nibbled her ear, then grunted an affirmative. She was picked up, slung over his shoulder, and carried into the trees, the other two following.
* * * *
The bandits camp was small, well-hidden in a shallow cave. The third man stoked up the dormant campfire just enough so that the cave was lit with dim, dancing shadows.
Aurora wasn't set down until her abductor reached the back of the cave. She was able to get a look at him, finally.
He was huge, with a bearish build and appearance. He grinned at her, and reached out grope her as he removed her cloak. "She's got huge tits," he growled, tugging at the front of her dress. She tried to push his hands away, but wasn't very successful. Instead, she heard a tearing sound as the laces of her bodice began to give way. The giant stepped closer to her and yanked harder, still grinning. She lifted her hands to attempt to cover herself.
The leader of the men watched as his fellow tore open her bodice, and chuckled as her breasts were finally exposed, tumbling soft, large and round, from the front of her once sturdy, modest traveling dress.
"Ancestors," muttered the third man. "Look at that." He walked over, reached out and grabbed Aurora's left breast, flicked his finger over her rapidly hardening nipple, squeezed her, and yanked her towards him, mashing his lips against hers.
The large man grabbed her other breast, tweaking the nipple, and as his companion was thrusting his tongue down her throat, he knelt and caught the huge, dark nipple in his teeth, and began biting and sucking her.
She gasped, groaning as flashes of lightning like pleasure and fear shot through her body. These men were harsh on her tender breasts, but the pain only seemed to make it more erotic, and she felt the thin panties she wore become wetter, until her own hot juices were running down her legs beneath the long, concealing fullness of her skirt. Opening her eyes, she saw the handsome leader leaning against the wall in the half-light, watching, grinning, a large bulge indicating his extreme interest in the scene before him.
She squirmed, her eyes having trouble focusing as the giant slid a hand under her skirt, and slowly up her leg, as he continued to suck and bite her nipple. The other man's probing kisses had now worked their way to her ear, where he nibbled and sucked her earlobe, and he began to whisper, his rasping, hissing voice telling her in detail what he planned to do with her, as well as what he wanted to see the others do to her.
"She's wet," the giant said, laughing softly. "She's hot and really wet."
He tore her panties off her and began exploring her pussy with his large, thick fingers. She gasped, moaning, and he chuckled, sucking deeply on as much of her breast as he could fit in his mouth. She cried out, squirming, her back against the wall of the cavern. The third man chuckled, hissing, "you little slut. You like this, do you?"
She groaned softly, shaking her head.
The giant suddenly shoved three thick, meaty fingers into her, and she screamed.
Laughter filled the cavern, as her body began to shudder with each hard thrust of the large man's hand. He added another finger, and she cried out again. He laughed, bit her tit, and added his thumb.
"Get her down on the ground," the leader said suddenly, "and get that damn dress off her." He approached them as they dragged her to the floor, drawing a short knife.
Both men held Aurora down as the leader cut away the rest of her gown, leaving her in little more than navy blue shreds of material that covered nothing. The large man continued to shove his hand in and out of her soaking pussy as she screamed, struggling, and the third man moved his mouth to tug hard on her breasts, alternating each shuddering globe, and sucking both nipples at the same time.
She arched her back, mashing her tits into his face, moaning, burying her hands in his hair, as the giant bent his head to suckle her engorged clit. His teeth grazed it, and Aurora screamed, a powerful, involuntary shudder ripping through her hot, sweaty naked body. A gush of hot, slick liquid flowed out of her, to a deep throated chuckle from the leader, who bent to kneel beside her, watching, making sure she saw him watching.
"You're very lovely when you come," he said, grinning, "I'll bet you're really popular at home. You enjoy fucking a little too much to be new at it."
Aurora groaned softly. "I want to suck your cock, please," she whispered,
"you're driving me crazy looking at me and not touching me." She stiffened and moaned. "I need to be fucked. Badly."
He laughed. "You're a little whore, aren't you?"
She shook her head. "No. But I still need to be fucked."
He laughed, and began to unfasten his pants. "Suck me then, my lady. But be sure you do it well, or I may have to punish you."
She opened her mouth, licking her lips as one head bobbed over her huge, quivering tits, and the other between her legs. He pulled out a thick, dark shaft, damp already, and hard as a rock, and shoved it into her mouth.
Moaning, she immediately set to work, licking, sucking and pulling on him with her mouth and teeth. She sucked as hard as she could, and he groaned loudly, beginning to piston himself in and out of her hot mouth. She pulled him in deeper with each thrust, grunting a bit, looking up at him, watching the expression on his face and smiling when she could. As he pulled out, she smiled and whispered, "I like that. Are you going to come in my mouth, or my pussy?"
He laughed, grabbed his compatriots, pulled them off her, and grabbed her.
Pulling her with him, he rolled onto his back, crushed her to his chest, and said,
"you're going to get all three of us at the same time, lady."
He grabbed her hips, and thrust himself inside her, relishing her startled gasp, which faded into a low moan.
She felt herself pulled up, and something pushing between her buttocks.
Looking over her shoulder, she saw the third man straddling the two of them, grunting as he pushed his own longer cock into her ass, causing her to groan at the sensation.
"Oh gods," she whispered. "I'm so full." She slumped forward a bit, looking into the face of the leader. He grunted, beginning to pump, as the man behind also began thrusting.
She shuddered again, feeling the sensations of pounding, thrusting shafts pistoning in and out of her body, her breasts swinging and quivering, rubbing erotically against the tunic of the man beneath her.
Her head thrust back, and her lips fell open, only to receive a thick, pulsating shaft, salty and slick, tasting vaguely of her own juices. She opened her eyes slightly to see the giant, kneeling to one side of them, holding his member in one hand, hips working to plunge it in and out of her mouth.
Moaning loudly, she sucked him, enjoying the groan of satisfaction that came from him.
The three of them slammed into her, harder and faster, until, one by one, they came in loud yells and groans of pleasure.
Aurora sucked every last bit of come from the giant, and suckled him until he was so dry he had to pull himself away, accompanied by a sad little moan from her. She licked her lips slowly and smiled.
The third man pulled himself out just in time to cover her round, soft backside with hot white come, rubbing it into her skin with his cock as she moaned softly, wiggling her butt.
The leader slammed her so hard and went so deep that she cried out when he did, squeezing him tightly with her body until every last bit of liquid was milked from his softening shaft, still trapped deep inside her pussy.
She collapsed atop him, moaning softly.
After a while, he chuckled.
"Damn. That was worth it, I think," he muttered. "Though I don't think I want to let you go, just yet."
He rolled her off him, and withdrew. She looked up at him, weak and still panting slightly. "Oh?"
He grinned. "You're a pretty good little fuck, lady. I think we'll keep you around for a while."
Aurora blinked. "As a prisoner?"
He grinned and nodded. "Yup. If your employer takes advantage of these skills, I'd think he'd pay a bit to get you back, don't you think?"
Aurora moaned softly and nodded. "He would. I hope."
The leader ordered his clothes and stood up. "Tie her up, then. Make sure she can't get away." He picked up what was left of her dress and tossed it into the fire as the giant secured a rope around her wrists and bound her ankles.
The big guy grinned at her. "You suck nice, lady," he said, kissing her forehead.
"Real good."
Aurora smiled and flushed. She couldn't help it, she liked compliments. "Thank you."