The Realms of War 2:
A Night with Beastwulfs
By Jenna Powers
Copyright Jenna Powers
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Leila yawned as she slowly walked behind her sister. The two had gone through quite the ordeal these past nights. The road to Winterhall was perilous and exhausting. Her sister, a high Elven priestess had a small fireball levitating from the palm of her hand. It provided just enough light to see a couple steps ahead.
Behind her was a small band of armored fighters, their swords drawn, ready to strike at a moment’s notice. They had retraced their steps through the dark and dangerous forest of Narash and were now hitting new territory. During their way through, they managed to kill a couple separate groups of goblins. Each group had enslaved a female archer and they were having their way with them.
The rescued females were in the midst of the fighters, clad in just cloaks or tunics they found. While their bodies had been broken, their wills stayed strong... or so Leila hoped. She had also been ambushed by the goblins and splattered with their lust potion. Even now, it ran through her blood, causing her little slit to moisten and her nipples to stand erect under her cloak. Her mind flashed back to the night of the ambush, multiple different goblins inserting their members in all her holes.