Tormented Archeress

art and story by  Samsa23 - - http://deviantart.com/samsa23 and    https://subscribestar.adult/samsa57

The problem with being an archeress was that after a certain range arrows become useless. At that point it becomes all about hand to hand combat. While Kate was no slouch at either she had to admit she focused much more on firing her bow than keeping up with all her combat techniques. Especially in this strange world where she had no mentor to guide her. It was entirely on her and she'd gotten sloppy.

    Now she was paying the price.

    Overwhelmed by a criminal who'd managed to dodge her arrows, she found her wrists bound tightly behind her back and her own panties stuffed in her mouth, secured in place by a dirty rag the criminal had found on the ground. With her pants stripped away nothing could protect her from her captor's wandering hands or his stiff erection.

       "Boy am I glad you showed up," her captor hissed as his fingers teased the edges of her clit. "I've been needing a good distraction after the bad day I've had and you'll do just fine."

       "MMMGPH?!" Kate's eyes widened as he pushed into her asshole, his fingers sliding over her pussy. "NNGHHPH!!"

       "FUCK you're right, bitch, this is gonna be one hell of a date for you and me! I hope you're ready to go all day because I don't see myself getting tired anytime soon!"