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A twenty-year-old, her sandy bangs held back with a blue headband, tumbled into the sand as she was struck by two arrows. A rookie Wildcat skidded to a halt and turned towards where the first volley had come from. With dread, she registered the flight of the second volley a half-second before an arrow punched through her breastbone. A tanned teenager in a cotton bra and shorts screeched in agony, her heels digging furrows into the sand. An arrow was so deep in her left side that the white feathers nearly touched her flesh. A blooded veteran was on her knees, babbling feverishly and holding her hands to her mutilated breasts, a single arrow from the side piercing both golden orbs. With a mighty roar, Viking warriors rose out of the long grass west of the beach and charged along the edge of the shore. Vidar was at their head, eager to prove himself as the rightful leader of his clan. Torstein, eager to regain his honor after the assault on Zavala, was close behind. Torstein alone appreciated busty the irony that not tits two weeks ago, he had charged along this same Boss route as he assaulted Zavala. secretary Now, he charged in its defense. On the night of the thirteenth day, Noll had arrived with a welcome surprise. He’d ditched the majority of his carts and drove the bulk of his force through the night to arrive a day earlier than expected. With him were the last of my forty warriors, two ballista, and an additional sixty blood-thirsty allies. These men and women, under the command of Eberhard of Aaskor, had grown restless as the rest of the Clan armies regrouped and consolidated their hold on the coast. They had heard about my conquest of Zavala and now sought glory and riches under my banner. In the night, the two ballista were set up and camouflaged at the edge of the beach. The reinforcements then retreated back into the forest to rest in the cover of the thick brush. The next day, as the battle began, they crawled on hands-and-knees through the long grass to reach their positions. They were joined later by the thirty warriors that had “fled” from the main defensive line. My archers, their usefulness in the main defensive line at an end, arrived shortly thereafter. In order to preserve the element of surprise, I had given the enemy commander the exact performance that he had expected to see. He had expected a force of roughly two hundred men, so I showed him a force of roughly two hundred. He had expected my forces to be poorly armed and poorly trained, so I had my archers purposefully shoot poorly and hid my shields until the last possible second. He had expected my forces to cut and run like cowards, so I had a sizeable portion of my force run away like cowards. He had expected me to fight like an unsophisticated brigand, never expecting that I would hide another force behind the curtain. One hundred screaming Clan warriors charged down the beach in a hammer’s blow. Abandoned canoes and bodies clogged the beach which forced many of the enemy warriors in the fourth wave to swim to shore, breaking up the cohesion of the landing force. The two hundred Arkadian warriors of the fourth wave were now spread out along the entire length of the beach, unable to mount an organized defense against the assault from their flank. Volleys of arrows cut down dozens, while charging berserkers swept the rest aside like chaff. Vidar clotheslined a man and kept running, leaving him to be finished off by another man. Torstein dragged his sword across the toned belly of a young blonde woman and sprinted to catch up to Vidar. The woman stared in horror at the puce loops of intestines that bulged from her belly. Miraculously, she stayed on her feet until a passing Viking knocked her to the ground. Hrafn slashed the breasts of a terrified young woman who held her weapon out as if office sex to ward away a demon. A stunning female warleader dropped her spear and turned to flee. Odur rammed his blade so far into her back that the point burst bloodily from her belly. Another fleeing Arkadian cried out and threw up her arms as a small hatchet caught her bigtits between her shoulder blades. The ballistae boomed once more, sending two shafts of pure destruction out over the water. One splashed harmlessly into the water, but the other struck an akatus at the waterline. Packed tight with warriors and already sitting low in the water, the ship sank within seconds. The archers shifted their fire from the beach to the transports and canoes that were trying to land, utilizing their skills and their powerful compound bows to great effect. But it was over and now I stood empty outside my house with what felt like an endless space of emptiness around me. “Mmmmm” she moaned. Vickie came again as I shot into her bottom. Yeah secretary that was a smart ass move Sean. Even though she was feeling pretty tipsy from the malt liquor, Lisa instantly realized what Rusty was getting ready to do. The next message was the longest one I have ever received from them, “Vadim Volkov crazy Russian genius. She was his daughter for Christ's sake, what the hell was he doing on a blanket with her alone in the night with a bottle of wine to loosen his morals and maybe her legs?? She explained, always sounding so calm, like nothing, busty ever, could be a problem to her. tits Daryl slowly sat beside her keeping enough space between them that they would need to put in some effort to even touch each other. The sleek device looked like a long metallic cigar that was fatter at one end than the other with fins that looked like miniature wings sticking out either side with an engine at the "fat" end. He heard the sound of Hawk fucking her hard. This had me facing toward the wall that had the window Boss with the closed blinds. The crowd erupted. This story takes place much later in life. “We’re interesting women,” Summer said with a wink. But, she got a hold of herself and covered this emotional outbreak by moving to her knees on the floor and checking out the pictures there. bigtits Her lips were crooked and nervous, her neck was slight and thin, and he followed the natural curvature of her body down to her long and slender legs. Mahesh came behind and hugged with one hand office sex on my tits and other on my pussy. Their kissing grew hotter. She took her father into her mouth, closing her lips around him and sucking and licking, trying to mimic Daisy's head movements from when she was doing this. They tasted sweet and savory just like his mom. She smiled at me, her face smeared in more of my spunk. My folks even asked me once they got home from their weekend away, if I had seen Violet. Back inside, Dakota sat in my lap while I was on the couch. She hadn’t been born with magic, but learned it and mastered it through countless hours and horrific self-sacrifices.