FYOP/Scenario Chamber/The Witch and the Warrior/0018
You untie the leather strap for her and pull free a surprisingly delicate pair of fur and leather panties. Her face turns red once more as she bites her lip, removing her helmet and shyly shaking free her red locks. You brush aside her tattered loincloth and she slowly spreads her powerful legs, offering a quiet yip of approval when you enter her. As you begin pumping she struggles to match you, but in her weakened state can do little more than drape her limbs around your driving waist.
You remove her armored bra, her nipples stiffening in the open air as her cheeks flush once more, watching you in breathless anticipation. A wind stirs around you, and you faintly hear a voice both sweet and cruel whisper:
Careful, traveler - if you give her what is rightfully mine, she will suffer a terrible price
The warrior woman gives no indication she heard the voice, instead watching your sudden hesitation with a confused look. “What is it?” she asks.