Even though it's a Fire Emblem story, it's not really connected to my usual ongoing one - and with how massive it is, I decided it deserves its own thread.
Elincia's part of the story is based on Veiled's current set about her, which can be seen on his fanbox https://www.pixiv.net/fanbox/creator/12896581
now and will be up on his pixiv https://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=12896581
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as I finished them!
I'm open for commissions now! If you want one, just dm me on Pixiv or Patreon.Elincia's Failed Gambittags: M/F, non-con, bestiality, beheading, neck snap, hanging, impalement, shooting, cut-in-half
In the time since her capture at the hands of Ludveck’s goons, Lucia had been subjected to quite the rough life. Her battered, bruised body was the best proof of that. The rebellious noble had already found out that Elincia had relocated to fort Alpea - but that didn’t stop his men from torturing her. Were they hoping to pry out some extra information from her? She’d never tell them anything. Not that it mattered to them - they were happy enough to just inflict pain on her. And use her body… Use it hard… Her slit - up to that point, a virgin one - had been rapidly violated by the men in service of the duke of Felirae. However, the duke himself showed restraint in raping her, only visiting her once - and even then, mostly to gloat at her. That didn’t make the fucking he subjected her to any less painful - both to her body and her pride. However, despite that, Lucia still didn’t break down - she took all the abuse they dished out at her with as much grace as she could.
Now, the rebels have put fort Alpea to siege - and Ludveck himself had made it to the field of battle as well. However, judging by the rushed movements and the panic she could sense from outside her holding spot, it was clear that the battle was going in her lady’s favor. Overhearing a conversation, she heard that Ludveck himself had been captured by Elincia’s forces as well! And it seemed that the loyalists have cut quite many of the rebels. As happy as hearing that made her, it also made Lucia a little afraid… For she knew she was available to all this men, allowing them to take their frustrations out on her. And take their frustrations out they did - angry soldiers storming into the tent that served as her prison. They had torn off her clothes - what remained of them, at least - leaving her in ripped pink tights and parts of her shirt. Her breasts were exposed, and subjected to quite the groping by hands that only desired to hurt her - a rebel’s cock going up her pussy raw. Quickly, another one joined in - forcing his cock into her tight anus. The two of them fucked her hard, Lucia suffering between them as their cocks pulverized two of her fuckholes - but her resolve still haven’t faltered.
After a few round of rape, however - and multiple very degrading creampies, both up her pussy and straight into her rectum - the soldiers brought her out. Having to walk through their camp basically naked, hearing them throw insults at her… It was embarrassing, to say the least. To her surprise, they led her towards the castle’s walls. They’ve led her up some wooden steps onto a hastily-constructed platform… And what she could see on it terrified her: a chopping block. The implication was clear - they led her here to execute her. If they couldn’t hurt Elincia directly, they’d do so by killing her instead… Lucia was surprised these men would stoop so low. Then again, they’ve constantly raped her ever since her capture - it was clear that her body and life didn’t matter to them at all. Standing there, the blue-haired woman stared at the chopping block - and the axe that laid next to it. She was just drawn to its sight… She had fought in many battles during the Mad King’s war, and the occupation of Crimea that came with it. Then, she could have fallen in battle any day - and yet, her mortality was never so real to her as it was in this moment.
Once the soldiers were sure that the defenders on the castle walls have spotted them - their queen’s unmistakable green hair and golden armor had been spotted on the walls - they were sure that their words would reach Elincia directly.
“Queen of Crimea, we demand that you release the duke of Felirae, along with your unconditional surrender! Refuse, and your slut Lucia will die!” One of the soldiers called out towards Elincia - who was standing directly above the castle’s gate. “N-no!” Elincia called out upon seeing Lucia’s naked form there - her oldest friend bound in chains. Even from a distance, she could spot the bruises all over her body. This had all happened because she asked the woman to investigate the rebels… Ah, she had gone through so much agony because of her! She couldn’t abandon her now! Lucia’s brother already had fallen in battle earlier that day, protecting her from the traitors who had opened the way directly to the castle for the rebels. Elincia knew that Lucia would willingly die fighting for her country… Or more specifically, her. Tears flashed in the woman’s eyes as she stared at her blue-haired friend. Ah, what should she do?
Hearing the man call out, Lucia looked towards the castle - and saw her queen on the walls. She looked so heartbroken there… No! Was she considering listening to the rebels’ demands? No! The rebellion was on its final steps! Elincia couldn’t give in now! “Queen Elincia, d-don’t listen to them! Don’t worry about m-me!” The swordswoman called out, only to feel a rebel’s elbow be slammed into her stomach. “Guh!” The noble called out as she doubled over - the pain making her drop to her knees. Normally, she’d be able to take such a weak hit without any issues… But the prolonged abuse in the past weeks had drained her strength - and so, the woman landed on her fours on the planks below. Right in front of the chopping block.
“Quiet! You can die sooner, if you like!” The man told her from above, his hand grasping the handle of the axe. Elincia couldn’t help but hold back her tears at the sight. Ah, it was all her fault! If only she had been a better queen… And now her country had been plunged into a civil war - all because she was willing to forgive Daein for its invasion of the country. Was she wrong in seeking peace instead of crushing the country with a painful occupation like so many of her subjects seemed to have wanted her to? Elincia shook her head. She couldn’t hand over the country to Ludveck! If she did, then what was the point of all this fighting? She shook her head, more tears flowing down her cheeks. The r-right choice… Was to let Lucia die here. Ah, if only lord Ike was here! He’d be able to change this situation over! Or Bastian… But she sent him away to Daein. With these away, and Geoffrey dead, her last aide was on her knees, about to be beheaded - leaving Elincia without anyone she could rely on. All of her allies back in the castle were fighters, not politicians… No one would be able to help her out with this decision.
The continued lack of response from Elincia made the rebels decide the woman needed another nudge. With a crash of his boot, the man who served as the spokesperson for the rebels slammed his foot on top of Lucia’s back. Her spine ached under the heavy blow, the woman shoved forward - and right onto the chopping block. Her neck landed directly on it. Her would-be-executioner lifted his axe, then lined it up with her neck - all while the soldier standing on Lucia called out to Elincia again:
“Your Highness! Your trusted friend will now die. Let this burn forever in your memory!”
If she just craned her head to the side, Lucia could still see Elincia from this position - and how devastated she looked. She needed to reassure her that this was the right choice!
“P-People of Crimea… B-behold a true queen! YOUR queen! Long l-live Queen Elincia!” Lucia screamed out with all the dignity she had in her - her voice cracking. Was it because of the pain? Or was she really scared in that moment? Lucia wasn’t sure herself. The axeman had finished lifting his axe - and was about to bring it down. Elincia looked at him as he did it - her heart screaming out in agony. She had lost so many already… She couldn’t bear to lose Lucia too! In a cruel twist of fate, that decision would lead to her losing everything.
“No! Stop the execution! I surrender!” Elincia blurted out as the axe began to go down - the man stopping his weapon just inches from Lucia’s neck. The heiress to castle Delbray could feel the air moved by the swing lick her on her exposed neck, the deadly blade so close to her she could nearly feel it. “N-no!” She screamed out. Elincia couldn’t surrender! Not now! It’d make everything pointless… And yet, a part of Lucia was also glad - glad that her life wouldn’t end here. The executioner pulled the axe away, letting her breathe out a sigh of relief - all while being worried about the future. Ludveck had won, after all… What was this going to mean for Crimea?
The feet from her back was removed, letting Lucia straighten herself back up again - the woman going to a kneeling form in time to watch the gates to fort Alpea be opened. Through them flooded the rebel soldiers - nearly all of those who had survived the earlier battle. However, a number of them remained there - to watch over her, she presumed. However, their real intents were made clear painfully quickly - Lucia forced to the planks of the wooden execution platform again as another rebel forced himself into her aching, cum-dripping cunt. And yet, this time, her pussy was a little more welcoming than before. The stress and then relief of such a near-death experience caused her muscles to release involuntarily - and that included her inner walls too. With them more relaxed, it was far easier for the men to slide into her slit - and for the first time, Lucia enjoyed it too. The relief of not having to die really made her appreciate being alive - so she was going to experience all the pleasures life offered her. Just this once, she’d give in… Lucia grinding her hips against the man fucking her slit, her own arousal providing him with lubrication that any intercourse he could have had with her lacked.
With Lucia finally being willing to pleasure them, the men that had decided to use her body found themselves truly lucky. She’d use her hands to stroke them off, her slit and later ass grinding hard against the cocks filling them up. She even used her mouth to suck them off - something the men never dared to try before in fear that she’d bite them. But now, Lucia had no desire to fight back left in her - just enjoying herself in the group rape the men subjected her to. She and Elincia had experimented together a few times, the queen and her loyal lady bringing the other off with their fingers and mouths on a few occasions. However, since neither of them was really skilled at it, the pleasure they had given one another there couldn’t compare to how Lucia was feeling now. Even if the men weren’t thinking about her pleasure at all, their steady, systematic thrusts were still enough to make her cum - and make her cum harder than she had with Elincia. And the men didn’t stop with just one climax for Lucia - they kept using her for quite some time, driving the blue-haired woman to multiple amazing orgasms.
Seeing a man approach them back from the fort’s gates, Lucia didn’t really pay any mind to him at all. Was he also going to use her body? Just for today, she didn’t mind… However, his words brought her out of her pleasure-ridden state - the noblewoman sobering quickly in mere second.
“Lord Ludveck had called for Lady Lucia’s execution. I am to bring her head to him.” He announced, Lucia looking at him in disbelief. What? W-why would Ludveck do this? They couldn’t… He had won already, hadn’t he? Why, then, would he order her dead?
“No!” She called out as the men quickly overpowered her again, bringing her into a kneeling pose in front of the chopping block again. She struggled against them as hard as she could, but once again the weeks of abuse took her toll on her - making her unable to resist. Within seconds, her neck was pressed against the chopping block again, a man holding her down by her head while another two held her back down. One of them was still fucking her pussy from behind, his thrusts picking up the pace - the rebel obviously trying to cum soon.
“T-this has to be a mistake! No! Don’t kill me!” Even being held down, Lucia could still speak - and speak she did. Her voice was dripping with fear. Now that she had been at the brink of death, she had realized just how terrified the idea of returning there made her - and it seemed that she wouldn’t be spared this time. “No! Please! Let me live! Don’t do~” A whoosh of the axe, and then a loud thud - along with sharp pain in Lucia’s neck - and the woman suddenly lost contact with the rest of her body. Her head flew forwards, but the man who was holding her head down kept it in his hands. Lucia didn’t realize what has happened for a few second - her lips still moving, trying to mouth out words that would never come. The realization only came to her moments later - her mouth staying open in shock. Drool began to leak out of the corner of her mouth as Lucia desperately tried to come to terms with what just had happened.
"No! no! no no no no this can’t be happening nooooooooooo!" Her mind rapidly shot out these thoughts, the woman starting to cry as she was forced to accept that her life was already over. Those tears pooled in the corners of her eyes, with some of them flowing down her cheeks - cheeks that were just a little flushed from all the sex she had had before. Lucia’s eyes stared emptily at the patch of ground in front of her as her head began to get more and more clouded. She could barely feel that the man holding her lifted her head, giving her a good look at the fort she had chosen as her queen’s hiding place. And what now would also be the place of her death. "Elincia… Please, be safe…” Lucia’s final thoughts went towards her green-haired friend - the noble expiring as her eyes rolled up, her irises only barely visible. With her brain shutting down, her nostrils also loosened up - a dribble of snot flowing out of her nostrils and towards her agape lips.
With her head cut off, Lucia’s body began to spasm. Her corpse twitched hard, her pussy clenching around the cock that was buried inside it - hard enough to milk a climax out of it. The man fucking it shoved his cock all the way in - the tip of his cock slapping against her cervix - and then began to release his load, the tension in his balls finally relieved. With the execution carried out, the men holding her all let go - letting her body twitch and jerk all it wanted to. Her muscles contracted randomly as her blood fountained out of her neck - her arms swinging randomly. Her legs kicked out too, her pale feel twitching at the ends of them - each of her toes moving in a different direction. Her corpse would continue to spasm for a little longer, even after the man in her pussy pulled out - her headless body collapsing over to one side with his meaty shaft no longer in place to keep it stable. Its final shakes sent the woman’s tits into a slight bounce - enough for them to garner the attention of the rebels again.
Lucia being dead was no barrier for the rebels to stop enjoying her body - to a lesser extent that before, though, as she no longer could help them cum faster. The newly-made hole in the stump of her neck offered some relief - but not enough to make up for it. Still, they kept using her body for some more time - before finally wandering into the castle in search for some better fuckmeat. Lucia’s head took that journey before them - the soldier who announced her execution carrying it back to the triumphant lord who had ordered Lucia’s death.
As the gates to the castle opened on Elincia’s orders, the rebels charged straight in. So many of them had already died in the siege… Those that survived were brimming with rage directed at those who supported the queen. They ventured straight in, slaughtering anyone who wasn’t with them - in an attempt to get back at least a little at those who they had fought against. Upon Ludveck’s release from the castle prison, he only encouraged that - for he agreed that it was time to crush Elincia and those who supported her once and for all. He was very much aware that the queen’s allies from other countries would come to support her very soon - so it’d be best to deal with her before that happened.
Calill shook her head as she watched the rebels pour into the castle. Why? Why would Elincia surrender now? That confusion soon made way to fear as she saw just what the men were doing - going on killing anyone in sight. Well, anyone that was armored, at least… And even worse, for the female dead combatants.. They’d rip their clothes off! And then rape their corpses! Even with as much confidence in her abilities as Calill had, she knew that trying to resist this many men was pointless. She could fry a few of them with her magic, sure… And then the rest would rip her apart. So instead… She’d have to swallow her pride. Leaving her tome behind, the woman in red left her hiding spot - which was the castle’s tavern. Immediately, some soldiers ran over towards her - but she lifted her hands in the air to show that she wasn’t armed. “D-don’t kill me! I’m not a soldier!” She called out - and the soldier who was about to impale her with his lance hesitated. She took advantage of that, and followed up: “I’m just a barkeep! I’m not someone who’d get involved in all this fighting! Please, let me go!”
However, these words fell on deaf ears - making Calill realize that she needed to try something else. She eyed the men for a moment… Eh, they weren’t that bad-looking. “Well, studs… How about I jerk you guys off and you let me go? I can even suck you off too, if you want…” She asked, flapping her eyebrows at the men seducingly while throwing a provocative, slutty pose. Her leg was to the front, the woman exploiting the high cut of her dress to show off as much of it as she could - quickly loosening the clamps on it at the cut to flaunt even more of it at them. Flirting with the men was one thing - she enjoyed it quite a bit - but actually doing sexual favors for them was another… Still, she was sure Largo would understand. It’s not like he was going to find out about it either way…
The men didn’t reply, so Calill took that as an invitation - dropping to her knees in front of the men. Her hands quickly pulled down the pants of the soldier directly in front of her, freeing his cock. Grabbing it with her hands - that were covered in fingerless gloves., she stroked it off with one, while the other massaged his balls. “Ah, that’s a big one!” She called out with fake surprise as his dick slowly sprung to action - growing hard right in front of her face. Spitting onto her palm, the woman jerked him off for a little longer - licking her lips while giving his cock enough lubrication. Once she was satisfied with it, she let go of the cock - and pushed her head forwards instead. Licking the tip of his cock with her tongue for just a moment, Calill’s eyes flicked to the left so that the man couldn’t see the disgust it filled them with. As it happened, she looked towards the crotch of the soldier standing next to her in that direction - with a noticeable bulge in his pants. She directed her hand towards it, pulling the pants down - and exposing the man’s erection as well. Grabbing it with her hand, she proceeded to stroke it off - his girth barely enough to fit in her hand. Returning to the man in front of her, she was able to look at him seducingly while taking the head of his member into her mouth - her lips wrapping around his cock.
Calill proceeded to take the rebel’s cock deeper into her mouth, all while her eyes drifted to the right this time - only to see a similar bulge in the pants of the man standing over there as well. Her second hand was still free - so, as the cock inside her mouth moved towards the back of it, she managed to unravel that cock too. Just like with the other one, she began stroking it off - servicing three men at the same time. Her throat clenched as the mage struggled to push it onto the cock filling her mouth, but she eventually succeeded in it - bobbing her head forwards and backwards on his dick while sucking the man off. A few times, she needed to rest it in her mouth so she could suck in a breath through her nostrils - but throughout that, she managed to keep his cock inside her mouth. The woman proceeded to help the men towards their climaxes for a while - up until they finally came. The man inside her mouth was the first to go, filling her mouth with his semen - some of it leaking out of her mouth as well as her nose while the woman did her best to swallow it all. The two rebels she was jerking off took a little more time to cum - but once they did, they splashed her mouth and her upper torso with their semen. She wondered how hard it’d be to get the cum stains off her dress as she let go of their cocks and released the flaccid dick from her mouth - semen dripping down her chin as well.
“So? I did a great job with your cocks, didn’t I? Now, let me pass!” She demanded, her usual bossy personality speaking out through her - all while getting up as the men pulled their pants back on.
For just a moment, it seemed that her words have worked - for the men didn’t reply yet again. However, as she began to leave, trying to walk past the men, they got out of their post-orgasmic haze. The man who she sucked off grabbed her by her arm, stopping her. “All who support the bitch queen shall die!” The rebels called out, before quickly getting right on her. His rough hands felt up her boobs through her cum-covered dress from behind - the fire mage shivering under his touch. “N-no, please!” She called out, but the man just laughed. “I’m not a monster, though - since you haven’t actually fought us, and you also made us cum, I’ll give you a quick death.” He explained while his hands let go of her tits and moved up - stroking her thin neck. “N-no!” She stammered out as she felt the man grab her head by its sides. Largo, I’m so-Crack! Her head was suddenly turned 90 degrees sideways from its original position, her spine breaking and instantly severing her connection to the rest of her body. Her eyes widened in agony for just a moment - before the shards of her broken spine shot right into the stem of her brain, killing her on the spot. Her body went limp in the man’s hold right away - and as he let go of her, her corpse collapsed to the ground.
It wouldn’t lay discarded for long, though. As a streak of piss shoot out of her slit, staining her high-cut red dress, a few of the rebels were already on it - their weapons quickly slicing through her clothes. Her red dress as well as her purple cloak were both sliced apart - revealing her underwear to them: purple, lacy panties and bra. Even if her husband didn’t come to fort Alpea - Largo stayed back at the capital to look after their inn - Calill enjoyed dressing in these, if only for herself and no one else. Now, their sight was appreciated by the men who would defile her corpse - even if they removed both of them in seconds. But these seconds were already enough to make them hard again, for the underwear accentuated the woman’s curves nicely - and giving her average titties a much-needed boost in attractivity. The fact that she skipped them also helped them with that. Uncovering her pinkish slit, a man quickly forced himself into it - taking Calill’s pussy while the woman laid motionless.
With her neck broken, fucking her face didn’t allow the man to go that deep inside her - as her throat was squeezed shut. The one she sucked off was the only one who was able to get her cock this deep into her mouth. For the others, a part of their cocks would still have to stay outside - so instead the men preferred to just fuck her tits. From both sides: The rebels’ climaxes ended up showering both her face - at least, the parts of it they could reach with it twisted to the side - and her belly with their spunk. Their cum even made it into her bellybutton. While Calill’s face wasn’t really that useful for the men, the female rebels very much appreciated it - rubbing their slits against her cum-covered lips and nose. In life, Calill spend the last three years serving people of Crimea at the inn she run with her husband. Now, her body still provided services to them - ones decidedly more sexual than what she had been doing before. Her face, pussy and ass all had taken their share of both male and female cum. Her hands were used to jerk off more cocks because of how willing she seemed to to it in life. They were also utilized to finger the female rebels’ pussies as required. Her feet were freed from her heeled shoes, their higher arches helping people towards a number of climaxes as well. In the end, the blonde’s corpse got quite the attention from the rebels - but overall, she was just one of the many corpses abused by them.
Nephenee watched the rebels pour in with a look of confusion on her face. Why were they coming in? Didn’t they beat them? …Was their earlier retreat just a ruse? If so… The halberdier gripped her spear tightly. She needed to stop them. The girl’s fighting prowess was quite significant - enough for the men to immediately recognize her. She fought hard against the rebels who were entering the castle - her actions only growing more intense as she saw the men murder those that had surrendered to them. She fought tooth and nail to defend herself, and anyone who couldn't fight as good as her as well. However, even with the extra strength that knowledge seemed to grant her, she, too, would eventually fall. What the rebels couldn’t make up for quality of fighting, they covered with quantity - overwhelming the spearwoman by attacking her from all sides. Spinning her weapon around, Nephenee was able to keep them at bay for some more time. Still, in the end, they were able to knock her weapon away from her - leaving the green-haired woman completely at their mercy.
“Get ya’ dirty hands off ma’, ya’ basterds’!” She screamed out as the rebels surrounding her began groping her. Their hands went specifically for her very meaty thighs - fondling them and making her face flush bright red. “Lemmy’ footies go!” She called out, writhing under the men’s touch. However, that only caused the men to start squeezing her ample flesh stronger - their hands going up the inner sides of her thighs. More of them also went for her upper body - removing both her chest guard and her pauldrons. The hands rubbing against her thighs ventured under her skirt, making their way towards her crotch - and rubbing her skin there. The country gal felt panties were just for them fancy nobles, not wanting to wear them herself - and so, their greedy fingers were free to rub even directly against her slit. “Aaah! Feelin’ all weirdish now…” She called out as one of them began rubbing his fingers against her labia - her pussy growing damp at the man’s caress. Her breathing got all rushed up as he did that, her resistance quickly melting away. The men took advantage of that - ripping her green tunic off.
Without it, her chest was suddenly exposed again - and the girl blushed even harder than before, quickly crossing her hands in front of her chest to cover her tits up. “Ah! My knockers’! Y'all can see them!” She called out in embarrassment, completely flustered. Now, all she had on was her white skirt - but that, too, was quickly removed. “And me’ cunty’ too!” Nephenee suddenly craned her neck upwards, moaning loudly as the man who was playing with her pussy shoved his finger in. “Ooooh!” She voiced her pleasure out. With her traditional, country upbringing, she had no experience with sex at all - so it was her first time being pleasured in this way. And horsefeathers, if it didn’t feel so darn great! “A-ahhh… W-whaddya doin’ ta me?” With her pussy opening up under the man’s touch, her arousal began leaking freely down her thighs - Nephenee looking down curiously to see the man’s fingers circling around her slit. The girl’s reaction to their initial abuse quickly quenched the men’s desire to kill her right away - now, each of them really wanted to take advantage of her inexperienced body.
Nephenee’s face was burning as the man finally let go of her pussy - the girl already halfway there to her first orgasm. She… She didn’t know, what was going on… But it felt so good! The man used his hands to pry her thighs apart, opening up enough space between them - holding them apart with one hand while using the other to remove his pants. Nephenee’s eyes went wide as she saw the man’s cock, her mouth forming a small circle. “Eh? Whasdat’?” She asked curiously, only for the man to push his cock inside her. Her eyes widened again as he penetrated her. With her self-lubrication brought on by his hands, he was able to enter her easily - only the slightest trickle of blood leaving her slit as he broke through her hymen. “Shucks, thatta’ hurt!” The country girl called out as the man proceeded to bury more of his length inside her - not giving her any time to adjust to the feeling. However, with the girl being pretty tough, and the man having eased his entrance in through some foreplay before, it didn’t take her long to start finding pleasure in this - Nephenee starting to moan while continuing to blush. Ah, this was so embarrassing! And yet, these pleasant thrusts were more than enough to get her to lower her guard. When the other men - who were quite jealous that their friend got to steal this gorgeous girl’s virginity - went for her arms, Nephenee let them move them. The girl’s arms finally went down, uncovering her tits for good - their above-average size and round shape making them quite the eye-candy. Nephenee’s face was red already, so it didn’t really made her blush any more - but if she could, the girl definitely would at being so exposed in front of these unknown men.
As the first man continued to steadily thrust into Nephenee’s cunt, the girl felt a weird heat in her abdomen again. She felt it before when the man used his fingers on her slit, but now she felt it much stronger. “Aaah! Aaaaaah!” The girl moaned again and again, unable to put her feelings into any coherent words, completely overcome by the pleasure. It continued all the way until her coil snapped, Nephenee overtaken with the first climax of her life. Her entire body was shaking, the girl growing weak - the girl having to lean forward and support herself on the body of the man fucking her. Just seeing her so vulnerable like that was enough to make the rebels swoon at the sight - the same men who were overcome with the urge to kill her just minutes ago. As the girl leaned forward, her shapely ass was presented to the men standing behind her. She was showing off her beautiful rear to them, as well - and the sight of it was almost irresistible. Many rebels began to go towards her at once, scuffling against one another while trying to get to her - but finally, one of them succeeded, his hands grabbing onto Nephenee’s rump. “Ah… M-my bum…” Nephenee mouthed as she felt that, her body still weak after her climax.
Her weak protest didn’t stop the man at all - instead, he guided his erection into the crack of her butt. He rubbed it up and down between her shapely buttcheeks a few times - Nephenee very curious about the sensation - before directing his cock at her anus. Pressing his tip against the small hole, he needed to put a lot of force to force himself in - Nephenee’s sphincter putting up quite the fight. However, in the end, the man was able to squeeze his cock through her rear entrance - Nephenee bouncing up in pain as she did. Unlike her first vaginal, the man had nothing to help him it at all - and so, Nephenee felt nothing but discomfort as his cock settled itself in deeper into her anus. Her tight walls had to stretch to make it fit, only hurting her in the process - and making the girl call out in agony. “Eeek! Ma’ crapper! It hurts!” The girl let out a pained squeal, but that didn’t help at all - the man starting to slowly move his cock further in instead. His continued entrance kept hurting her through the whole thing, the pain not going away as he began moving his dick in and out of her ass.
The man fucking her pussy didn’t slow down throughout her climax - but since she came so soon, he was able to keep fucking her throughout the whole thing. Her tight, virgin cunt hugged his cock tightly, clenching around it and squeezing him quite a lot - but he was able to persist. The girl using his body to support herself only helped him out, as it drove his cock deeper inside her - while also pressing her tits against him. Fucking her like that was very pleasurable - the man appreciating using the girl a lot. Who could have expected that the girl which was such a demon on the battlefield had no experience in sex at all? There was something about taking her first time that just made him feel really good. However, even his endurance had their limits - and so, after a few more rapid thrusts, he blew his load into her still-recovering pussy. “Eeeek! Somethin’ hot is shootin’ right into my cunt!” She called out as she felt him cum - but the man just kept his twitching, spasming cock inside her until it spilled its whole load into her slit.
As the man using her pussy pulled out, another one replaced him right away - the green-haired girl being subjected to a double penetration for the foreseeable future. The men fucking her even lifted her off the ground to allow themselves to pummel her holes with more might than before, causing her to be embarrassed again - wasn’t she strong enough to even keep standing through this? With them having lifted her, her body was less stable than before - bouncing up and down on their cocks as they fucked her. That also caused her boobs to swing around - being yet another reason for her to blush. In all the pleasure, she just tried to cover her face with her hands to avoid looking at the men - and pulling her head further down onto her head so that it would cover her eyes. All she achieved through that was awakening more lust in the men raping her - unwittingly ensuring that she’d live longer. The rebels wanted to experience fucking her first-hand while still being able to see her reactions to what they were doing - meaning Nephenee was safe, at least for the time being. The sex only kept getting better for her, too - her pussy getting more and more heated up with each men who fucked it, making each subsequent penetration feel even better. Her ass didn’t stop hurting, but as the men continued to use her, that suffering dulled - and at one point, she also began to feel good about it. Because of that, Nephenee came numerous times on the rebels’ cocks - the spear fighter finding new pleasure in handling spears made out of flesh.
However, as entertaining as fucking Nephenee for the men was, she was still an enemy soldier. She couldn’t be allowed to live… Once the every men of the group which had subdued her had blew a few loads up her welcoming cunt or her tight rectum, it was time for the girl’s life to end. Picking her spear up from the spot they had laid it down at, the man quickly returned to Nephenee - who at that point was still taking two cocks up her two lower holes. The mindless expression on her face was showing that the pleasure had truly broken the girl in. Seeing that, the man hesitated. Maybe they could keep the girl? Sell her off to a brothel in the capital, and have her serve them forever? He considered that idea for a moment… There was no guarantee this would persist. Once the orgasmic haze died off in the girl’s head, there was still a high chance that her dangerous side would awaken again - and start fighting against them once more. They couldn’t take that chance! Besides, orders were orders - lord Ludveck wanted all who supported Queen Elincia to die. So, not without some regrets, the man went ahead - stabbing Nephenee’s spear right into the girl’s neck.
The sudden pain in her throat made Nephenee snap out of the pleasure that was filling her entire body. What was going on? Looking down, she saw her own spear piercing through her neck - impaling it completely. It cut through all that was there - flesh, skin, and even her spine. Nephenee couldn’t tell, but the tip also came out of the back of her neck - splattering some blood onto her back as well as the soldier behind her. Withdrawing the weapon from the front, the man allowed a huge splash of blood to flow straight onto the girl’s tits - all while Nephenee continued to stare down in confusion. Did… did these men kill her? Oh, right… They were rebels after all! And they tried to kill her before! How could she have completely forgotten about that? And yet she did - and now she couldn’t even feel the rest of her body anymore. All she had was her head - and some scraps of skin that were still connecting it to her body.
However, that skin wouldn’t do it for long. With her neck skewered, one of the other soldiers grabbed her head again - twisting it around. Normally, her spine would prevent that - but with it sliced right through, there was nothing preventing the man from doing that. Nephenee’s world spun around, the girl getting a view of many of the men who had raped her - and quickly getting dizzy because of it. After one rotation, the man just pulled up - the extra strain he put on her skin like that more than enough to weaken it enough. Her skin quickly snapped as he pulled, detaching Nephenee’s head from her neck - all to another splatter of blood, and with that skin hanging from the stump of her neck. At that point, the country girl’s mind was all clouded - the dizziness brought by his earlier actions just not going away. And it would never go away - instead, her vision began to fade. "Everythin’s goin’ all dark…" Nephenee observed as that occured - the girl’s life ending soon after. She wondered if her many siblings would be alright - and then she was gone.
The man who ripped Nephenee’s head off didn’t waste any time, forcing it right onto his cock - entering her mouth through the back of her throat. As he did, her long hair rubbed all over his crotch and thighs - but that was a small discomfort he was willing to deal with. In exchange, he got to be the first whose cock came out from between her small lips - his cock only barely being able to go through her mouth. But that didn’t stop him at all - the man proceeding to hammer his erection right up her neck stump anyways. Her cyan eyes darkened as he did that, rolling up to the back of her head - her mouth forced open by his prick. Her headless body jumped on their cocks for some more time, her holes tightening as if she was having one final orgasm - enough to milk the cum out of those using her. Even losing her head didn’t put an end to the abuse her body was put through. It did reduce it quite a bit, though - Nephenee’s body losing much of its draw once the girl couldn’t control it anymore. However, the rebels wanting a good fuck wouldn’t even need to walk away at all - for a new, living fucktoy was right in front of them.
Heather practice with slipping into the shadows allowed her to easily get away from all the rebel soldiers who had entered the castle. And so, she got around the fort while undetected - her heart crying out with every step. This army had so many pretty girls… And wherever she went, those dirty, filthy men were executing them. She couldn’t help any of them out… All she could do herself was to watch it happen right before her eyes. Of course, she couldn’t bring herself to actually watch it. Just hearing the girls’ pained cries was enough to make her blood boil - and her heart sink. Alas, she had no way of helping them without revealing herself. She was very much aware that as gullible as these rebels were, that still wouldn’t end well for her - so she just stuck to the shadows while scampering around the castle. That trip across it finally brought her to where Nephenee was having her final stand - the blonde cheering silently for the green-haired girl while watching her fight. Once the woman was overwhelmed, Heather almost screamed out in disbelief and pain - only barely stopping herself from blowing her cover then and there.
Fortunately, the men didn’t kill Nephenee right away. However, what they did caused Heather to be overcome with a different feeling - jealousy. The rogue wanted to rub her hands against Nephenee’s delicious thighs too! She wanted to fondle the woman’s titties too! She wanted to play with her pussy herself! The blonde was certain that she’d be able to do a better job at it than those mongrels anyways. Alas, all she could to was wait - and turn green in the face with envy as the men stripped the village girl. That charming, innocent smile… Her long, green silky hair… Those deep, energetic eyes - and that blush which melted her heart instantly… Ah, she couldn’t bear it to see it all defiled by these men! She had only joined this army because of Nephenee, because she wanted to help her out with the rebels which had gathered in her town… And now, those rebels were going to take her away from her! Even from a distance, she was able to see the trickle of blood leaving Nephenee’s slit as the first man penetrated her - confirming that that beautiful, charming maiden was really a maiden. And that only made Heather feel worse. Her beautiful country flower had not found a love before… It should have been her who took her first time!
Against herself, Heather was drawn to the sight of Nephenee being raped, her cute face blushing heavily and twisting in nothing but pleasure. Well, at least the spearwoman was enjoying herself… But at the cost of having her holes be filled with those dirty, stinking cocks. Ah! And here it was! The girl’s first climax! Listening to it, Heather found herself getting wet as well - the girls moans were just so exciting! However, she knew that acting on that arousal would be deadly - so she just had to suffer through it silently without relieving her arousal as man after man would take her crush’s pussy and ass. It was a torture she never expected she’d be forced to endure… But then again, she never expected that their glorious queen would be overthrown by a bunch of big-headed maniacs.
Heather didn’t miss a second of Nephenee’s enjoyment - growing increasingly frustrated with her own arousal. However, all of that arousal evaporated in just a few seconds - as she spotted a man pick up Nephenee’s spear and bring it towards her. She knew far too well what he was going to do with it - she had seen it happen to many of the girls of this army before. And yet, she couldn’t stop herself from watching - seeing as he punctured the neck of the woman she lusted for with her own spear. A-and then… Another one of them grabbed Nephenee’s head - and ripped it off! And then forced his dirty cock right into it! “N-No!” Heather couldn’t help but scream out as she saw that - taking a few steps forward and reaching towards Nephenee’s headless body. As her step landed, she already knew what a mistake it was - the man suddenly becoming aware of her presence.
With her hiding spot given away, Heather knew she needed to run - right now. However, that turned out to be impossible - for the men who haven’t satsfied her urges with Nephenee’s corpse were already all over her. She gripped her dagger tight, but she knew it would be of no use - she was a thief, not a fighter. She stabbed the first rebel who approached her, but the next two quickly grabbed her arm, twisting it until her fingers loosened up and forcing her to drop it. Then, they pulled on her arm anyways just for good measure - dislocating it in the process. Once it slipped out of its socket to a loud crack and some strong pain, they let go of Heather’s arm - eager to use their hands on different parts of the thief’s body instead.
“Let go of me, you bastards!” Heather screamed out as the men were quick to grab the front of her shirt - and pull it down to reveal her sizeable bust. Her tits bounced free without the cloth to hold them down - Heather feeling nothing but pure rage that these men would put her through this. Those were only for the eyes of cute girls - not some damn limp-dicked traitors! “Damn you! Damn you all!” Heather screamed at the men while trying to struggle in their hold - as much as her disabled arm allowed her to. However, all that earned her was a punch to the face - along with a comment from one of the rebels: “Shut up, you whore!” He screamed at her while ripping her cloak away - uncovering the girl’s neck and upper shoulders. Another of the men tore her belt off - the girl trying to kick out with her legs towards the next man who went for her lower body. “Ain’t this one a fighter!” He called out while grappling one of her legs and pulling it to the side - another rebel repeating the process with her other leg. As they held her immobilized like that, yet another one of them was free to grab her pants and pull them down - revealing the thief’s lacy, black panties. She did hope that someone would rip them off her body that night… but in her fantasies, it was Nephenee doing it - not some of the men who had just killed her. However, her hopes were dashed as one of them unceremoniously pulled them off - her slit also uncovered to those men.
“You assholes! I hope your dicks fall off!” She screamed at the men again while her body was revealed in such a way - only getting a small laugh for them in return. Quickly, one of them worked his way in between her legs - and then shoved her erection right up her pussy. While she wasn’t as tight as Nephenee was, Heather’s cunt was also a pretty good fuck - and the way the girl constantly struggled helped with that too. The dampness that was there earlier from the blonde listening to Nephenee’s moans also helped - Heather cursing at her body for betraying her like this. While it didn’t really hurt, this sex was very unpleasant - and her pride suffered a lot because of it. Those bastards… They were having their way with her, and there was nothing she could do about it! All Heather could do was throw around, but that was completely ineffective - the rebels’ hold on her just too strong to break. What didn’t stop, however, was the girl constantly hurling insults at her rapists - these not slowing down at all as the men fucked her pussy, her ass and one even tried fucking her tits.
All the bitching Heather was doing had some effect on the men, however. It was quite annoying - driving the urge in many of them to silence her for good. Finally, one of them decided to act on that urge - picking Heather’s knife up. Grabbing the woman by the hair at the front of her head, he pulled her head back - having her stretch out her neck. “W-what?” Heather could only ask in confusion before the man brought down her own weapon on the skin of her throat - quickly cutting through it. His cut ran deep, reaching all the way to her trachea - finally bringing in an end to Heather’s constant insults and complaints as blood flooded her throat. However, he wasn’t going to be satisfied with just one slice. Instead, he brought the knife across the wound he had created - making it both deeper and wider. Then he did it again - and again - repeating the process many times and slicing deeper and deeper through her neck. Each of these cuts hurt Heather just as much as the first one - the thief rapidly bleeding out as it was happening.
Tears quickly flashed within the woman’s dark, blue eyes - running down from both corners of both of her eyes and down her face. It wasn’t enough for those dickheads to just rape her, it wasn’t enough that they had killed so many other great women who were a part of this army. It wasn’t enough that they had killed Nephenee! They just needed to kill her as well! Why? Why were they so heartless? So evil? So cruel? And why, oh why, why did they were able to get into the castle in the first place? Her body began to weaken because of all the blood she had lost - but Heather was still able to feel every thrust the man currently fucking her did into her swollen, bleeding asshole. The man slicing through her neck reached her spine - his progress through it coming to a stop. Instead of repeated slices like before, he pressed it right against her bone - and then began to saw. Initially, he was making no progress - but eventually was able to get that initial cut, and Heather’s blade began to take a journey through her spine. Like this, each time he moved his arm back and forth, a new impulse went through Heather’s body - causing it to spasm randomly, adding to the pleasure of abusing her ass while also causing her limbs to move around. It also affected her head - specifically, her face. Expressions on it changed with each slice - varying wildly and adding to the humiliation Heather was already put through.
As it continued, the feelings from her lower body suddenly cut away - the rebel finally severing the connection between her brain and the lower part of her body. With it gone, her body would go through a few more spasms, before finally stopping still - only moving whenever the man plowing her ass delivered a stronger thrust, and even then only going back and forth. With her spine out of the way, the man quickly finished off Heather’s beheading - lifting the dying girl’s head from her corpse. As he did that, she caught a glimpse of Nephenee’s body - which was still being used by the men too - and even saw one of them fucking her head. Because of that, feeling the tip of the man’s dick force its way into the stump of her head didn’t bother her nearly as much as it should. Like this, at least she and Nephenee were united in some way… Even if it was nowhere near the union she had dreamt of for them. Still, that thought gave her some solace - Heather passing away while still thinking of her dead crush.
Fucking Heather’s mouth now was so rewarding! Like this, the man could imagine he was forcing each and every insult Heather had hurled at him back into her mouth, having her swallow it all. Her eyes slid halfway-shut because of his thrusts, but they were still open - with her dead, soulless eyes still staring out of them. That sight - along with the desire to fuck the mouth which kept throwing crap at them as they raped the girl - caused Heather’s head to be even more popular than fucking her body - the female-loving thief forced to serve as a fucktoy to men even after death.