"Silence!" said a voice, "or you die." Her sword was snatched from her and she felt the steel of the dagger press her throat. A moment later the heavy weight of a male body pressed down on her.
"I saw you touching your hot pussy. Don't resist or I'll slice your throat." Painfully her assailant forced her right arm up her back in a half nelson and then seized her left and bound them painfully tight. A wad of cloth was forced into her mouth as she started to struggle and tied in place with a stinking rag. Anya manged to turn her head and glimpsed a ragged man covered in the dust of the desert.
He dragged her down the slope and further out of sight of the slavers. "You will thank me later but I'll take my reward now." He pulled off Anyas thong. She tried to scrabble away from him but he laughed and took out his swollen penis. He easily caught her and forcing her back to the ground sat on her waist. Anya's eyes were open wide in horror. He ripped off the material covering her breasts. She tried to throw him off but he held her nipples and squeezed them as hard as he could between his fingers and thumbs. Anya screamed into her gag but only a muffled groan escaped. The bandit started to rub his cock up and down between her breasts pressing them tight around his engorged member. Anya tried to roll him off but he slapped her face with the back of his hand and as she fell back stunned he took his penis in his hand and guided it jerking over her face, holding her hair with his other hand as thick white globs of cum spurted from his purple helmet onto her skin.
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