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Fansadox Collection 309 - Amorim - The Fall Of Meszria

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Fansadox Collection 309 - Amorim - The Fall Of Meszria

 

[DoFantasy] Fansadox Collection #309 - The Fall Of Meszria

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A world of epic violence and gripping carnality springs to life from newly discovered artist Amorin! DoFantasy unleashes the first full length comic from talented newcomer Amorin, and this is one you won’t want to miss! Extreme action and an intense story come together in this comic which is destined to become an instant classic!

IMPORTANT NOTICE - DISCLAIMER

All characters are 18 years old or older. This is an entirely fictional work based on cartoon characters for adult entertainment. It shows no real people or events. The characters are shown participating in CONSENSUAL role-play for their own personal satisfaction, simulating activities which involve sexual dominance and submission. No actual toons were harmed in the making of this comic.


A BARBARIC TRIBE FOUNDED ON BRUTALITY AND LUST PILLAGES VANQUISHED FOES AND ENSLAVES CAPTURED WOMEN FOR THEIR PERVERSE ENTERTAINMENT! 

AN ANCIENT GRUDGE BETWEEN TWO KINGDOMS COMES TO A BLOODY END, WITH A BUXOM QUEEN AND INNOCENT YOUNG PRINCESS PAYING THE PRICE WITH THEIR FLESH!

FOR GENERATIONS, RIVAL KINGDOMS HAVE KNOWN NOTHING BUT WAR.  NOW A GENERATION OF BATTLE-HARDENED WARRIORS  TAKES THEIR SADISTIC HUNGER OUT ON NEWLY ENSLAVED CAPTIVE SEX SLAVES!

The kingdom of Meszria, Stronghold of civilization in the eastern marches and symbol of justice for the hardy tribes of the plains. The walled city which has risen unchanging from the stony hills for generations has fallen. The city of King Brandoc is dying And the vultures are circling to tear living meat from its ancient bones. Five years of conflict have warped the invading army. Nights freezing in the mud and mire have driven them to the point of savagery. Endless days of gory battle and hunger create a need that nothing but a woman begging for her life can fill. 


The light of the city fires washes their sweaty faces in a bloody glow. 


The barbaric army advances...


 

The city has been under siege for months.  Starvation has weakened the defenders.  When the walls fall with a deafening crash, they are cut down in an orgy of violence. 


The lucky ones fall quickly under sword and axe.



The unlucky ones twitch and scream in the streets, alive enough to witness the fate of their loved ones, but unable to do anything but watch and pray for the end. 


The city square, once a place of beauty and quiet dignity, is transformed into a market for captured flesh.


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Princess Astrid’s hands involuntarily flew to her heaving breasts as she huddled in the inky shadows of the city street.  The castle had fallen, and the savage invaders were tearing through the marketplace, yanking daughters from their mother’s hands and hauling away every beautiful young woman.



She stifled a scream of horror.  They were killing innocent civilians! 


More than one aged grandfather or overprotective mother fell under the sword as they tried to protect the women from this horde.  


Any efforts to stop the bloodshed were futile, Astrid knew.


She gathered the folds of her cloak tightly around her firm, lush body and crept towards the Western gate.  If she could flee the violence of the burning city for the security of the mountains, she just might stand a chance…


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The jeweled bodice ripped from Queen Raelyn’s lush body, her firm breasts springing free.   From the corner of her eye she saw her bound husband strapped to the foot of their bed…. The same bed the hulking barbarian was going to use to ravage her body… all while her husband watched!


She burned with shame as thick, calloused fingers caressed her body, grabbing the tender flesh of her thighs and probing her moist slit.


The leather whip twisted in the air like a cobra before it struck her ample breasts.  Immediately a blood-red welt appeared where the braided thong had landed, and the courtyard shook with her hysterical screams.  She tried to fill her lungs with air, but her head was ringing with pain and it was a agonizing struggle just to breathe.  The chains which bound her to the stake chaffed her skin, and her arms cramped with the pressure of trying to support her slumped body.  The lash hovered in the smoky air once again, and fell…


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The young woman had never been with a man before.  Her first time would be with him, naked and humiliated on the floor of the throne room while dozens of peasants watched and jeered!  His swelling cock ached for relief, and the horrified woman sobbing at his feet would give it to him… exactly how a captured sex-slave should be used!



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