One of the men,
with a villian-worthy smirk, monkey cheeks, penny for eyes, thin body and spikey hair , marveled at a voluptuous woman.
The woman in response flinched reflexively. Her shoulders trembling as she tried to get away but they were all trapoed to begin with and although there were more of them. Truth was they've been starved for days.
Any point of resistance would ultimately take the last bit of their vitality, so none of them would even band together , even though they've been itching to do it. They were still hopeful.
Maybe the knights would save me.
Maybe someone would save me.
Maybe this is all a dream.
Maybe.
Maybe.
Maybe.
Maybe.
There is nothing wrong with this kind of mentality.
But...
If I fight them , I would die.
I don't want to do anything.
If I stay still, they won't notice me.
If I do this, I can stay alive.
Who cares about others?
Who's to say , I'll still be alive if we fight them?
What if I'm unlucky and they live but I don't?
No!
I'LL STAY ALIVE.
One of the woman who the monkey-face groped before anxiously bit her nais while a plan slowly formed in her head and her hear hardened her resolve. Having been trapped for days in this hellhole, no food , no water, under this smell and not getting any good sleep because of anxiety.
The feeling that you might not die today but tomorrow. Can make one go Crazy or stonger. It all depends on what you do.
Having made up her mind, the woman rose to her feet and shouted ,"WAIT!"
Her voice shaking along with her body, as she moved step by step to this scum of the earth.
Every fiber of her being , every stone she stepped here that made her bleed but, she can't kill him yet.
The thick smell of blood rused the bandit leader who had a few cups already, to sober up slightly. His sharp gaze looked at this love triangle with the same amusement as someone watching a show.
He looked very composed and he should be, he wasn't called big Brother for nothing.
Back to the woman, she pushed theblack haired girl , the monkey-face was harrassing and tumbled into his arms. The mere touch making her gag but she managed to hold it in.
She was 25, soft to touch and quite good-looking. Judging by how pleased he was that she fell straight into his arms without him threatening anybody. He's still wet behind his ears.
A typical troupe for ugly men falling for beautiful women but depending on the background story this romance can soon become a crime documentary.
Well, can you blame them ? None of them looked good. What's more, their jobs are as unattractive as their faces.
With, moles and zits the size of fingers, potatoes for noses and some with duck-lips.
Even their leader, would think twice to fall for this trick and he was already the slightly more good-looking in this lot of pure rotten tomatoes. He was a cross of dwarves and vikings. Medium in build, with a beard and balding head but he smelled and his hair hasn't beenwashed in days. It was awful combination even for a handsome guy.
These combination of men and women are simply: disgusting.
Their leader let out a bellow as he chugged another beer, he smirked knowingly. " Hey ! Monkey."
He called out. " You want to taste , if for my brothers , I can sell her for a lower price."
At his words , both the woman and monkey reacted. The woman flinched as she lowered her head. She only had one plan in her mind, not even plan b.
Her eyes met the leaders sharp gaze quickly looked away and monkey almost danced in delight.
" Big Brother, can I ?! Really?!!!" , his voice not really hiding his delight, he excitedly pulled the blonde woman as she managed to give smile before being dragged away after the leader gave his nod.
'A toad lusting over swan meat'.
The leader thought but verbally he told his other subordinates to not touch this woman yet and what he meant, natural lying his subordinates followed.
'These bandits are quite structured.' A shadow on the ceiling clicked her tongue as she thought so.
The men whistled at him when he grabbed her by the hair and massaged her curves as she struggled hard.
Although, the woman had prepared herself mentally, she still couldn't help but beg. When had she been ever treated so harshly? Why did she deserve this? Among all others , she thought so when she pleadingly looked at him. Begging him not to this.
" Please.."
Looking at her, the monkey and all the men paused. Even the leader who was drinking his beer paused . Just as she thought she was safe and her charms worked.
A boisterous, sky- shattering laugh followed by dry heaving was heard. The woman's eyes dilated and her hair was tugged harsher and harsher. She was tugged by her hair and taken by Monkey to a room where she can still hear the other men in the other room laughing.
The men jeered loudly and mocked the monkey man from the otherside of the wall for lacking self-control. Turns out, the man was a sucker for such woman. He liked that they tried to escape only to fall deeper each time he plucked them all the way to G.
He liked it when their tears glistened making their skin glow. As they twitched from the afterglow. The woman continued to shudder in revulsion, biting her lips in agony. To relieve herself from this hideous beast. Her gaze widened in despair as another wave hit her.
Her sounds quivered through the wall.
The men couldn't wait to go inside.
Maybe the will. Sadly, the leader told them not to, some of these men likes the thrill of going together , although none of them are pedophiles for a reason. They're just as vile.
Meanwhile, one of the quite career-focused men was checking the goods when he marveled at one and said:
"Leader! Look at this beauty; she will definitely fetch highly."
"Boo!!!", The other men protested, whom are about to explode thanks to that monkey, were eager to try her for themselves.
" Tsk. b#$%, zip those, we can't sell broken goods", one of the stronger looking men simply said.
"Big brother oneeye, come on, there's an overhaul anyway, can't some of them. Be given to us" , One of them tried to negotiate, but Oneeye brushed them off. His gaze although one was sharp enough , after all.
But, if you think that would be enough to stop this lot, then you're underestimating the good's beauty.
" Brothers! Who wants a taste?"
One of them rowdiest bunch of the
lot cheered, and everyone else rallied.
"Me"
"Me"
"ME!"
They raised their hands, but the leader smashed his hand hard enough to break the table and insert his fist.
Soon, silence swiftly filled the room.
There were children among the goods who were scared w*tless , the even younger ones were crying senselessly , with some hiccuping and trying desperately to stop them, and additionally, hearing the leader's raspy voice. They all gasped and shivered, terrified.
"You're right," the leader said, stroking his chin and appraising the woman's curves. His attention lingering somewhere. Nobody knows what he's thinking as he glanced at some of the this woman's kids and analyzes other goods. There was actually little to no distinction between them.
Every child there was weak, agitated, and sweating.
It made them look like rodents while making squatters seem healthier than them.
So, instead of being adorable, fat, and clean, these youngsters smelt and look terrible.
Actually, as I've mentioned before the women also were. It's just that the stares they were getting were anything but scornful; being frail and skinny made them more pitifully beautiful and delicate. Making these men's tents stand up and the women quiver with revulsion.
Their beastly eyes licking every nook and corner of those women's bodies. However, no one dared to revolt or even look back at them. The more spirited from the bunch might glare. But, in addition to starving there were beatings and scoldings , that almost killed them causing them to be withdrawn.
Additionally, death was the ultimate example of running away, while the rest of them only got away because they couldn't sell corpses as commodities. If they had, they'd decorate their coffins if they could fetch fine.
This is the boundary of a military country, where women are at the bottom of the hierarchy and children have a higher social status and get government benefits. Whether they are common or noble. Men, on the other hand, get everything without a say; they simply have different quality standards.
This is located near the kingdom of Zerathorne and on the borders of the kingdom of Grimwald. Kingdoms in which the powerful are glorified and the weak are bound to die. It was the norm in these countries due to the tough living conditions and seasons. The women huddled in surrender as the children crawled and hushed one another in dread:
these @#$%.
Damning them endlessly in their heads.
As barbaric and sad as it seems. But whatever could you actually do? Would they have been able to do this if no one was letting them wander rampant?
The men gathered there.
They couldn't have bothered less.
In fact, they enjoyed it.
Their smiles growing wilder as it reached their ears. Their eyes burned with greed with every gaze they sent their way. The womens eyes dimmed upon their gaze,
Unless of course, they became stronger. That will be something.
Something that should happen very soon.
Despite the awful screams of their mother being thrashed for resisting, Zinga, who was encased in her sister's hug, gently, stepped away. Looked carefully around them.
She nearly screamed, when her sister sensed her weirdness and pulled her closer before hushing her.
Their brother was tense as they watched their mother being cornered by men, with the elder ones shying the younger ones and shooing them away from the events that were about to unfold.
Among the people here, there were almost no adult men or old men Among the goods and although there were some or few old women, they don't fetch much so they were quite few and far inbetween.
The majority of goods were young women to be sold as sex slaves or the children in every age, sex and variety who could be developed from an early age.
The children crowded together, attempting to catch the last shred of warmth in this horrific scenario. Even then, there were only a few options.
Her eyes scanning a certain spot again. Just to make sure and that she definitely noticed something amiss. Albeit--- someone transparent???