Red Sonja and the Ten Hells - Chapter 2

Chapter 2 - Desert Hell

Red Sonja landed ass first as she tumbled out of the gate. Head still spinning and half blind, as she adjusted to the light, she was glad she had landed on something soft. After a few seconds, whatever she was sitting on began to feel quite warm on her backside. As her head cleared, the realized that she was sitting on something very hot. Well, what did you expect, she mocked herself, this was supposed to be some kind of Hell, according to that bastard wizard.

When Sonja's vision did clear, she noticed four things. All of them were sharp, curved swords that were about a hand span from her head, surrounding her. As her gaze followed the sword blades to the hands holding them, to the arms, and eventually the bodies, she saw four men. They were dressed in the traditional garments of desert dwellers, with long flowing robes, cloths covering the heads, and curved swords. As Sonja's gaze traveled past the four men, she saw that she was sitting on hot desert sand, hence her warm backside. The sand seemed to go to the horizon with no end in sight.

"Do not move, or we will cut off your head!" shouted one of the men. 

"Would you mind pointing those things elsewhere?"

"Shut up demon!" cried a second man. "You will stand up slowly, and come with us. El Harrah will decide what to do with you."

The four men took a step back, to allow the red-haired demon to stand up, but she remained seated in the sand.

"I told you to stand up!" the second man ordered again.

Sonja gestured to the first man that spoke, "He told me not to move, or he would cut off my head. What am I to do, without losing my head?"

The four men began a hasty squabble.

Sonja sighed. She was tempted to fight the men, but that would start from a sitting position, and all four men with their swords drawn while hers was still sheathed. As she listened to the men, she realized they were not speaking a language that she could understand, but somehow the meaning of their words was being sent straight into her mind. Sonja touched the silver chain that Taurus had given her. Hmmm, perhaps that is one of it's magical powers.

The first man who had spoken up, looked at the red-haired demon, "You will stand up, and come with us to see El Harrah. We have agreed on that."

Sonja decided she might as well go along with them, and maybe they would lead her to the jewel. She stood, and allowed the men to take her swordbelt and saddlebags. They didn't bother to search her any further, so she still had a dagger in each boot, and the garrote wire she kept hidden in her hair, and the lock pick clipped to the inside of her loincloth. In this rough and tumble world, a woman had to be ready to protect herself.

It was a long, hot walk, over the desert. The four men led the red-haired demon back to their camp.

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The camp consisted of a dozen or so large tents, baking under the desert sun. The four sword-wielding men led Sonja to the largest tent, in the center of the camp, and rudely shoved her inside.

The first man stood straight, and spoke, "Oh great El Harrah, we have brought you a prisoner. Possibly one of the demons that have been plaguing us!"

Sonja looked around the tent. A man was sitting on a pile of pillows in the center of the tent. He was swarthy looking, with a big black moustache. Beside him were two women that looked identical. They were both beautiful, with dark hair, and blue eyes.

"Raziz! You caught a demon?" scoffed El Harrah. "You and I have both seen demons, and I don't recall any demon with a pair of tits like these!"

"But, she could be a female demon, Sir. Look at that red hair. I have never seen such hair before."

"Bah, if you were a male demon, and your wife looked like this, would you go out to raid our camp? Of course not! You would stay at home and fuck her, and not care what mortals do. I rather doubt she is a demon."

Sonja decided it was time to speak up, and took a step forward. She would try diplomacy first. "Great El Harrah, my name is Red Sonja. I am a traveler from far lands, and I am no demon."

El Harrah looked at the red-haired woman in surprise.

Sonja realized that he did not understand her spoken words, but the silver necklace must have translated her words directly into the minds of those within range of hearing.

His wide eyes changed to a squint, "Hmmm perhaps I was hasty in my judgment of you. There does appear to be something magical about you."

Sonja insisted, "Magical, yes. Demonic, no. I am on a quest, for a wizard who has kidnapped my friend. He has cast a spell on me, that allows me to understand your words, and you to understand my words."

El Harrah pondered a moment, and then spoke. "Perhaps that is true. But I will ask the advice of my Shamans on this matter. This is Jasmine and Janice." He gestured to the two beautiful women on either side of him.

Sonja blinked at the two names that seemed out of place. "Unusual names for Desert Shamans?" She looked at the two women, not sure which was which.

The woman on El Harrah's right side, spoke up, "We're twins. Father was on the letter J that year, and dear father was a bit drunk at the time of naming. So I ended up the foreign name Janice, while my bitch of a sister got a better name." She turned to glare at her sister.

Jasmine turned to her sister and smiled, "Why thank you sister. In our language, the word Janice translates as whore, which is just an identification of your true nature."

Things might have gotten out of hand, but apparently El Harrah was quite used to the fighting between these two. He put a hand on each woman's shoulder and pulled them back to their cushions.

He spoke up to interrupt their squabble, "Enough! I just need to know if there is a way to test this woman, to see if she is a demon."

"Of course there is," snapped Janice. "The Test of Suckum is quite conclusive."

"The Test of Suckum?" scoffed Jasmine as she leaned forward and scowled at her sister. "A much better test is the Trial of Climaxia."

Once more the two women were poised to go at each other, when El Harrah again put a stop to it. "Enough!" he shouted. "We shall conduct both tests on the outsider. If she passes both tests, she surely cannot be a demon. Agreed?"

"Agreed," replied the two women in unison.

"We shall try Jasmine's test first," announced El Harrah. "You called it the Trial of Climaxia. Explain it, please."

Jasmine gazed coldly at her sister, and then turned to face the red-haired prisoner. "It is quite simple. Everyone knows that demons can only find sexual gratification through rape, and they are always lusting after humans to slate their bestial hungers. If a man or woman can bring themselves to a climax by their own hand, then they cannot be a demon."

Sonja blinked her eyes in shock. Surely she had not heard Jasmine correctly. "You mean... you want me... to masturbate... and have an orgasm... to prove I am not a demon?"

El Harrah commanded, "You will endure the Trial of Climaxia, or you will die!" He snapped his fingers, and suddenly the four men had their curved swords raised to strike.

Sonja raised her hand to yield, though her face bore her anger, "...If... you must have this test... as proof that I am not a demon... I will do it."

She realized that if she failed the trial, then she would likely die anyway, branded as a demon. Sonja looked around the tent, certain that the jewel of this Hell would be here. While there were a number of jeweled sword hilts and various jeweled ornaments, none of them stood out. The wizard said that I would know the jewel when I saw it. Until then, I am forced to play along with these disgusting tests.

Sonja asked, "Are we going to a private tent, where this trial will take place?"

El Harrah scowled, "You will commence the Trial of Climaxia right here, right now." He pointed at the ground in front of the red-haired demon.

Of course, Sonja shuddered, masturbate in front of a gallery, as if this was a normal thing to do in their culture. This is an absurd test, she thought, but at least it is a test I can survive, unlike drowning or being buried under rocks. Goddess help me, and let's get this over with.

Sonja unfastened her cloak and dropped it to the ground. Then she reached behind her back and undid the clasp on her top. With the straps loosened, she pulled her armored brassiere forward, allowing her large, pale breasts to hang free. She dropped the metal-clad top onto the cloak.

There were a number of whistles, and all eyes in the tent were glued on the red-headed prisoner's large breasts. Even the twin sisters, Jasmine and Janice were gawking lewdly.

Sonja then removed her metal-clad loincloth, revealing to everyone that she was indeed a true redhead. The curly red hairs of her bush gleamed the same fiery red as her mane and eyebrows. She dropped the loincloth on her armored top. Sonja stood in the tent full of people, wearing only in her boots and the silver necklace. She felt like some sort of captive animal on display. Sonja glanced around, wondering how she was going to do this.

El Harrah grabbed one of the cushions in front of him and tossed it to the feet of the red-haired prisoner.

Sonja took the hint, and positioned the pillow between her feet. Then she lowered herself to sit on the pillow, facing El Harrah and the two Shamans. She was surprised to find that she was gritting her teeth so hard that her jaw hurt. She had masturbated many a time in lonely camps along the trail, to gain release from the sexual tension of her body. But she had never performed the act with people watching.

A deep sense of embarrassment overcame her, but Sonja steeled herself. She leaned back on her elbows, causing her big breasts to spread to the sides. She scooted her ass to the edge of the pillow and moved her feet wide apart, for El Harrah and the Shamans to see her most private parts. Still gritting her teeth in anger and frustration, Sonja leaned on one elbow and used her free hand to reach down and began rubbing circles around her clit.

El Harrah and the two Shamans gazed coldly at the red-haired prisoner, judging her as she began to play with herself.

Sonja tried to relax, and exhaled slowly, and began moving her fingers up and down her fleshy pussy lips. Then she slipped a finger between her pussy lips, gathering wetness on the fingertip. She moved her wet finger up, and around her clit, lubricating the nub that was growing. She licked her lips in concentration, and focused her gaze on her hand and the red curls of her mound. Sonja moved her fingers back down between her pussy lips and pushed one finger inside.

She knew that she could pass this test easily if she could just get over the fact that she was doing this in front of a crowd. Ignoring the observers, Sonja laid back, with her shoulders on the rug and her hips propped up on the pillow. Now that her other arm was free, she cupped one large breast and closed her eyes while she pinched her nipple to hardness. Her other hand pushed a second finger inside her pussy, gathering her wetness to rub around her clit.

There was no doubt she had the attention of everyone in the tent, as they watched the busty red-haired prisoner masturbating.

Sonja closed her eyes, and focused on the pleasure, just like she had done on lonely nights, many times before. Try as she did to hold back any evidence of the pleasure she was starting to feel, Sonja couldn't help but move her hips up and down against the pillow as she pinched her stiff nipple.

"Mmmm...." Sonja let a soft moan escape.

Jasmine shifted on her pillow, as the performance was making her own arousal grow. She whispered, "Look at the slut playing with herself. She cannot be a demon, only a whore."

Janice scoffed, "Only if she can climax." Her eyes were half-lidded with lust, as she watched the red-haired woman masturbating in front of her.

El Harrah was aroused by the presentation, and twirled his moustache, to do anything with his hands, than touch himself.

Sonja heard the comments and wished she could do something about them, but a tide of pleasure was rising in her body. She slid her palm over her red curls, pushing two fingers inside, and then pulling them out and up, massaging her clit between her wet fingers. She repeated the motion, again and again, fucking herself with her fingers and rubbing her clit. Sweat gleamed on her undulating body, and she reached across her chest to grab her other big tit and pinch the hard nipple. She imagined her most recent lover, and pretended that her fingers were Killia's, fucking her pussy.

Suddenly, Sonja moaned loudly, "Ahhhhh!..."

The experience gained on all those lonely nights served her in good stead. Tossing her head from side to side, her red hair spread out under her. Sonja felt her nipples harden with lust, as she rubbed her swollen clit, and fingered her pussy, until she screamed and climaxed.

"OHHhhhh... OHHhhhhh...."

The red-haired prisoner's shoulders writhed on the rug, causing her big tits to sway. She gasped as her hips shook with the orgasm. El Harrah and the two shamans could see her swollen pussy lips weeping with a drop of her creamy cum.

Sonja lay still on the tent floor, basking in the lingering glow of her orgasm. She moved the hand from her breasts to brush the hair from her sweaty forehead. Her other hand rested in the red curls on top of her mound, careful that her wet fingers not touch her over-sensitive clit. It took her several long seconds to realize that everyone was clapping at her performance.

All but one.

Janice loudly announced, "The red-haired trollop has passed my sister's trifling trial. But we shall know the truth, with my test."

Jasmine glared at her sister, but remained silent.

El Harrah soothed his Shamans, "Of course, my dear. Tell us what the Test of Suckum entails?"

Red Sonja sat up on the pillow, with her legs still spread, and listened to the details. Her cheeks and chest were still flushed from her orgasm.

Janice grinned, "Yes... A true demon is a vicious beast that cannot disobey it's true nature. If the manhood of a human is placed in the mouth of a demon, the demon will be unable to resist the temptation to bite it clean off, and leave the human to bleed to death on the sands. If the prisoner suckles the manhood to a climax, they will be proven they are not a demon."

"A very good test," El Harrah's praise was a bit fawning. Then he realized that if the prisoner was truly a demon, the other participant would die. He added, "Also... a dangerous one, for the person who administers it."

The explanation from Janice, and the way that she purred, sent chills up the redhead's spine. Sonja commented, "This test... would have me... suck a man's cock... to prove I am not a demon? I have already degraded myself in front of you, proving that I am not a demon. I will not take another test!"

El Harrah frowned. "You will undergo the Test of Suckum, or die." He raised his hand to snap his fingers.

Sonja realized that both of the Shamans must be appeased, if she had any hope of moving forward in her quest. She held up her hand, to stop the guards from pointing swords at her face again. "Hold!... I will do it... if I must."

El Harrah smiled. He enjoyed a fast learner. He looked at Janice. "Whose manhood shall we use?"

Janice pointed to a large man guarding the tent flap, who was dressed in a red robe that was tied with a wide red sash. "I nominate Mustafah."

Jasmine frowned. "Why Mustafah?"

"Two reasons," Janice replied. "He has a big cock, and he is wearing a red robe. Everyone knows that guards in red robes are expendable."

Jasmine nodded in rare agreement with her twin sister, then paused and gave her sibling a calculated look. "Wait... How do you know Mustafah has a big cock?"

Janice was not about to be interrogated, and spoke so that all could hear, "My Shamanic Sight sees all." She glared around the tent, daring anyone to contradict her.

Wisely, nobody did. The choice of Mustafah was a good one, for a third unspoken reason. The man was as dumb as a tent post. When commanded to allow the naked red-haired prisoner to orally please him, he readily agreed, without any worry as to the risk involved, if she were an actual demon.

As Mustafah lumbered into the center of the tent, Sonja saw that he was not one of her original four captors. She turned on the pillow and raised herself onto her knees for the ordeal. She would prefer to rip the fool's organ off with her teeth, rather than further humiliate herself, but that would only get her branded as a demon and killed. That would not help her quest, or save Killia.

Heart pounding, Sonja knelt on the pillow, watching the man reach into the folds of his red robe. When his fist pulled out his cock, she saw that it was large. Goddess, the thing is long! Sonja gulped and licked her lips in dread. Since her rape as a youth, she had never willingly taken a man's organ into her mouth. She had only vague memories of having her mouth full of cock during the incident long ago, and had very little idea of how to go about voluntarily pleasuring a man's cock. Sonja need not have worried.

Mustafah might be several mouthfuls short of a full canteen, but he knew what he liked. He had watched the red-haired prisoner masturbate, and his cock was engorged with desire. He smiled down at the naked red-haired whore in front of him and stroked his cock as he took a step closer.

Sonja was paralyzed with uncertainty. She focused on the cock that loomed in front of her face, with flashbacks of other cocks in her face when she was younger. That was long ago and before she became a warrior. Now she was mature and strong, and could easily kill Mustafah if she needed to do so. The Goddess said that I would be free of my oath during this quest. She has foreseen the labors I must endure, like these tests. Tamping down her fear, like a true warrior, she focused on passing this test, no matter how difficult it might seem.

Sonja looked at Mustafah's cock as he stroked his manhood to full stiffness. The shaft had a thick vein along the top. Each time his hand moved back, the smooth cockhead emerged from the foreskin like a hidden mushroom cap. She made a plan. If he would hold the foreskin back, she would kiss the smooth cockhead, and perhaps lick it, if that was necessary.

Mustafah saw the whore was contemplating his cock, and that made him proud. He pressed his manhood against her mouth, and wiped the exposed head of his cock on her lips, leaving a smear of precum on them. Then with a lusty smirk, he grabbed one of the whore's ears and pulled her face towards him.

Sonja was suddenly distracted when the guard pressed his hot cock against her lips, smearing them with something wet. Then he grabbed her ear! Despite herself, Sonja opened her mouth to protest, which was exactly what Mustafah wanted, and he pushed his cock into Sonja's mouth.

Goddess! His cock is going to choke me. Can't breathe... Making me swallow it... Breathe through my nose...

Then his balls pressed against Sonja's chin. Her nose was buried in the curly black hairs at the base of the cock and she could smell his musky sweat. She gagged on the cock and grabbed the front of his thighs to push back. But the big man had hold of the back of her head and kept her mouth pinned on his hard cock.

Sonja wheezed, and inhaled deeply through her nose, calming herself with her warrior training. His manhood, she observed with her tongue and lips, was curiously soft on the outside, and hard inside. It's like sucking a giant finger, she imagined. I can handle this if I stay calm.

"Ughhh..." Mustafah grunted and smiled down at the red-haired whore. He used both hands to push and pull the woman's head, forcing her mouth back and forth on his cock.

Sonja realized she wasn't going to have to do much, as Mustafah was quite content to fuck her face for his pleasure. The best plan Sonja could come up with, was to coat his cock with as much saliva as she could produce, so the thick shaft would slide down her throat without hurting her. Instinctively she used her tongue to spread the saliva on the cock and unwittingly gave Mustafah more pleasure in the process.

It seemed like an hour to Sonja, as she was naked and kneeling on the pillow, with all those people watching her take this man's cock in her mouth. Her breasts kept jiggling, as the man moved her head back and forth. She reached up and cupped her big breasts in both hands to hold them still. The man seemed to think that she was squeezing her breasts in pleasure, as proof that she was enjoying his efforts. He groaned louder. Breathe, she told herself, this will be over soon.

In reality, the test only took just over a minute.

Mustafah suddenly stopped moving, and held Sonja's head still as he grunted loudly, "UGHHHhhhhhh..."

Sonja felt the man's big hands clenching tufts of her red hair. When his cock twitched in her mouth, she assumed he was going to cum, but was powerless to do anything about it. What was it going to taste like? Did she have to swallow it? Will she throw up?

Suddenly a hot gush of liquid struck the back of her throat, and she had her answers. It just tasted hot and salty, and the texture was wet and slimy. Breathing through her nose, she was compelled to swallow the semen. But she couldn't swallow as fast as the cum was flowing. Trickles of white fluid escaped both corners of Sonja's mouth. The slimy stuff slid down her chin and dripped onto her tits and fingers.

Finally Mustafah finished. With a big silly grin on his face, he released the whore's red hair and pulled his cock out of her mouth. A thick strand of saliva and cum stretched from her lips to the tip of his cock. He wiped himself on her cheek, before putting his cock away. He stepped back and returned to the entrance of the tent, leaving the naked whore on her knees.

Sonja gasped for breath, still holding her cum-splattered tits with both hands. Strands of cum hung from her cheek and chin as she licked her lips, and glared at the three assholes in front of her. She whispered, "Satisfied?"

El Harrah looked back and forth, between his two twin Shamans.

They both nodded.

El Harrah spread his hands and grinned, "Yes!... And now in honor of your visit, I invite you to dine with me and my Shamans tonight!"

Red Sonja was boiling mad at her humiliation, but she hid her feelings as she wiped her cheek and chin with the back of her hands. She nodded at the leader and smiled at him sweetly, a very bad sign for those that knew her. "I would be happy to dine with you."

A small man presented Sonja with a hand towel and shallow bowl of water. She pondered the situation as she cleaned herself. Thankfully that wasn't as torturous as I thought it would be. Maybe I'm just older and wiser, and knowing that I could have killed Mustafah gave me courage. He certainly enjoyed it, and his cum wasn't much different than Killia's nectar. The Goddess knew what I would endure, and what lays ahead for me. Probably more of the same.

Sonja dressed in her sparse armor, while the tent bustled with activity, as servants brought in food for the meal and rearranged tables and pillows.

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The meal was served on low tables that were just the right height for someone sitting on the floor. There were dates, pomegranates, goat cheese, flat bread, chunks of meat in a tangy yellow sauce. Water and wine were plenty, and not everyone sat at the table, but all were able to freely grab food and take it to eat elsewhere.

While they ate, Sonja plied the tribal leader with questions about the demon problems that had led to her tests. She actually found herself starting to like El Harrah. He was ruggedly handsome, gregarious, and certainly a commanding and dynamic figure. He spent the meal alternating between eating and groping his two lovely Shamans that sat on either side. He was careful to treat each one equally, so neither got upset for lack of attention. All the while, he leered at Sonja's cleavage and red hair, as she sat across from him at the table.

The tribe had been plagued by attacks from "Sand Demons" as they called them, for the past month. The demons seemed to have a preference for abducting young women of the tribe. They would be found the next day in the desert... naked and dead, with a strange smile on their faces. El Harrah had led many forays into the desert to pursue the demons, and caught nothing but fleeting glimpses of his foes.

"It is a big desert," he grimaced and shrugged.

"Demons are tough to catch," Sonja agreed, thinking of her prior experiences with the denizens of the netherworlds.

"You have experience fighting demons then?" smiled El Harrah. "A demon hunter? Perhaps we could hire you to aid us?"

"I would help," Sonja replied, "but I am already on a quest."

"What are you seeking?" inquired El Harrah.

Sonja thought it best not to mention the jewel. If it was somewhere in this camp, she didn't want to put El Harrah on guard against her. Instead she shrugged, "Nothing of concern. Just a favor for a friend."

After dinner, and over several cups of mulled wine, El Harrah gestured around the tent, and told Red Sonja that she would spend the night here, as an honored guest of his.

She started to decline the offer, "I do not want to impose on your hospitality--"

El Harrah interrupted, "Nonsense, I insist that you sleep with us tonight. I would be most insulted if you did not."

Jasmine and Janice stood and came around the table to sit on either side of her.

"Umm, very well," Sonja seemed uncertain about the Shaman's intentions.

Before Sonja could protest, Jasmine put her hand on Sonja's arm. "When El Harrah says he wants you to spend the night..."

Janice, on the other side, put her hand on Red Sonja's other arm as she finished her sister's sentence, "... He means he wants you to share our bed."

As Sonja looked from one twin to the other, one of the Shaman sisters slipped her hands behind Sonja and unfastened the straps on her metal-clad top. With the tension of the straps undone, the top fell forward, and her big breasts spilled out. She felt Janice cup a hand under one of her breasts, and looked down to see Jasmine bend over and kiss her other pale tit. The twin's brown skin reminded her of Killia, and that reminded her of Killia's face between her legs, and that made her belly flutter with arousal.

"Ummmmm," Sonja considered that she drank too much wine, and the warm glow it left in her body, dulled her normal reaction to this sudden turn of events.

In the back of her mind, she realized that she had been exposed to several sexual experiences in a very short amount of time, keeping her in constant arousal. Her Goddess had released her from her oath while on this quest, and Sonja trusted that any such tryst was foreseen by her Goddess. She would go along with whatever was to come, until she could find the jewel and escape.

Across from her, El Harrah stood up and  removed his robes. If Mustafah had a big cock, then El Harrah was similarly endowed. Sonja watched hypnotized, as he walked around the table and his firm cock bounced up and down. She was reminded of Mustafah's cock, and the texture and taste of him, and his enjoyment of her mouth. She considered that if El Harrah is the leader of the tribe, perhaps his cock is better than the others.

When the naked tribal leader stopped in front of her, Sonja found herself reaching out and wrapping her hand around the El Harrah's shaft. She pushed the foreskin back, as Mustafah had demonstrated. Sonja rubbed her thumb under the smooth exposed head, and a drop of precum oozed out and made the cockhead slick on her thumb.

El Harrah smiled down at the red-haired warrior, and could see that she was assuming that he wanted her to take his manhood in her mouth. He pulled her arm, urging her to stand up.

Sonja thought the tribal leader wanted her to suck him, like she did to Mustafah. She was confused when he urged her to stand, and did so, while still holding his hot shaft in one hand. Goddess give me guidance, she pleaded to herself.

El Harrah was amused that the red-haired woman would not let go of his cock. She held it a delicate heirloom. He pulled her naked body against his naked body, pressing her big pale tits into his brown chest, and kissed her hard on the lips.

Sonja was so focused on holding the tribal leader's cock without breaking it, she did not resist when he pulled her against him. His cock throbbed in her hand as his mouth covered hers. His tongue tasted like the honeyed figs they had both eaten, and his kiss was harder than Killia's. But not unpleasant... definitely not unpleasant.

Sonja was conscious of Jasmine and Janice removing their clothes beside her, and felt her armored loincloth being removed. Then she could feel the hands of the twin Shamans running up and down her thighs and ass. Too many cups of wine, she blamed herself.

"Mmm..." Sonja moaned.

She surprised herself by returning El Harrah's kiss, and pressing her body against him. After all, she told herself, she might need the leader's help in her quest, and it certainly had nothing to do with the lust she felt growing in her body as she held his hot cock between them.

El Harrah stepped back and Sonja released his cock, as he held her hand and led her to a corner of the tent that was piled high with pillows. "I am very sorry for the trials we put you through. But, the sight of your beauty as you played with yourself, made me desire to possess you myself." He directed her to sit on the pile of large pillows.

Sonja sat, and drunkenly watched as Jasmine and Janice each took off one of her boots. When she looked up again, she was staring at El Harrah's stiff cock that hovered near her face. Then he moved between her bare feet and Sonja politely opened her legs wide to give the tribal leader room on the pillows to sit. Surprisingly, he lowered himself to kneel on the pillows. Still staring at his stiff manhood, Sonja realized that he wasn't going to make her suck his cock right then. Then she felt his hand under her chin, lifting her face up as his mouth descended onto hers. His mouth was hot, and his tongue swirled over hers, and this time she tasted the cloves and wine.

The passionate kiss lingered, and he sucked on her tongue. While El Harrah continued to kiss the busty red-haired warrior, he leaned into her, urging her to lay back on the pillows.

Sonja laid back, with her mouth still connected to El Harrah's mouth. She felt his hips between her thighs, and his stiff cock press against the red curls on her mound. Her heart beat faster, realizing that he ignored her mouth, because he wanted to bed her. My Goddess released me from my oath for this quest, she retold herself. El Harrah is going to fuck me, and I am going to willingly let him. Her nipples hardened with lust and she felt a flutter in her pussy. The Goddess knows, she assured herself, surrendering her body to the tribal leader.

El Harrah did not immediately enter her, but released her mouth from the passionate kiss, and moved his lips to her chin and neck. Then he worked his way down to her big breasts, where he licked them and suckled her erect nipples. His stiff cock moved from her red curls to poke at her inner thigh.

"Mmm..." Sonja found herself moaning with pleasure at his gentle touch, and his moustache teasing her breasts.

She carried her own polished wooden cock in her saddlebags, and knew how different it was from her fingers, or Killia's fingers. She had a sudden image of Killia hovering between her legs and pushing her own polished wooden cock inside her. Sonja's pussy suddenly felt empty, and she wanted to use her fingers, or feel El Harrah's fingers. More than that, she suddenly wanted to feel El Harrah inside her. A real cock. Oh Goddess...

"Fuck me." Sonja whispered heavily.

El Harrah's lips rose from her breast and he smiled at the craven lusty gaze on Sonja's face. He reached down and positioned his hips, holding his cock and rubbing the tip up and down, between her fleshy pussy lips. He teased her for a few seconds, pushing his cockhead up against her clit. When the red-haired vixen could take no more, and began rolling her hips, he wedged his cock between her pussy lips, and pushed it inside her.

"Mmmggh...." Sonja's hands raced to clutch El Harrah's wrists, and she wrapped her legs around his body, to draw him deeper into her.

Oh Goddess, this felt much better than my wooden cock. It was hot, and soft, and hard, and real. To have a man inside her, gently sharing this union, was something she had subconsciously wanted to try for many years. On either side of her, she became aware of Jasmine and Janice, and the twins each took one of Sonja's pale breasts in their brown hands. The sisters each squeezed her tits and pinched her stiff nipples, adding to the exquisite pleasure she was feeling as El Harrah slowly fucked her. She looked down between her big breasts, to see his cock appearing and disappearing just beyond the red tuft of curly hairs on her mound.

Goddess, this felt amazing. "Mmm... fuck me...with your cock..." she moaned.

While Janice continued to squeeze and lick one breast, Jasmine moved up to press her mouth over Sonja's. The two women opened their mouths and twined their tongues as Jasmine continued to pinch and roll Sonja's stiff nipple in her fingers. Jasmine's kiss was softer than El Harrah's, and her mouth tasted hot and sweet. Sonja remembered kissing Killia, and compared the Shaman's kiss to her Nubian lover. Jasmine was not better or worse, just different. Sonja kissed her passionately, surrendering to the bodily pleasures. Then Jasmine kissed Sonja's chin and returned to licking at her big pale tit. Sonja thought of her lover. Oh Killia, I will rescue you.

El Harrah gave the redhead what she wanted, as he held her thighs and rocked back and forth in the clutch of her legs. He pushed his cock deep into Sonja, feeling his balls against her ass, and his pelvis against her clit. Seeing his twin Shaman's enjoying the red-haired warrior's big tits, excited him almost as much as watching Sonja's expression as he fucked her. Her mouth was gaped open and her eyes half-closed as she was awash in sensations.

Sonja was brimming with ecstasy. Her nipples were hard, and the Shaman's lips and tongue were soft and wet. The tribal leader was fucking her firmly, but taking cues from her for his pace and thrusting. She thrilled at feeling his hot cock fill her, and used her legs to pull his hips against her, encouraging deep thrusts. She did not want the pleasure to end.

El Harrah visualized Red Sonja on the pillow earlier, fucking herself with her fingers, legs spread so that he could see her. Now he was actually fucking the red-haired outsider, and was going to cum inside her.

"Ughhhhh... ugh... " El Harrah gave an inarticulate series of grunts as his cock began to spurt.

Sonja grinned, knowing that his orgasm was triggered by fucking her. That made her proud and elated, as she felt her pussy fill with the wetness of his hot cum. That caused her own climax, and her pussy relaxed and then clenched around his shaft. Her hips shook and she felt like her body was melting.

"Goddess!..." The heat of her orgasm cause her chest and face to flush.

The two lovers clung to each other, connected by their loins. El Harrah's cock was sheathed deep inside Red Sonja, and her legs wrapped tightly around his hips. After the cock inside her stopped twitching, Sonja dropped her feet and spread her knees, letting El Harrah know that her climax had finished.

After El Harrah had sated his lust, he withdrew his wet cock and moved around to the side. It was time for his Shamans to enjoy the guest. Jasmine and Janice moved around the prone redhead. Sonja moved a hand over her pussy, and her fingers played at her vacant opening. Her other hand stroked one of the twin Shaman's ass and thigh, she wasn't sure who.

After her first lesbian experience with Killia, Sonja was looking forward to making love to these two dusky skinned beauties. She was, however, a little taken aback when she saw what the women had planned. Each of the two Shamans belted on what looked like a leather codpiece, and sticking out of each codpiece was a cock made of polished wood. She had seen similar contraptions in a whorehouse in Stygia, but never experienced one. Suddenly the twin Shamans each had a cock of their own, thankfully smaller than El Harrah's. They were both rubbing their fake cocks with some kind of oil.

Jasmine was already between her thighs, having switched places with El Harrah. She grinned seductively. "I have desired you, since I first saw your red hair."

The beautiful Shaman between her feet, grabbed Sonja's hands and pulled the red-haired warrior to sit up. Then Jasmine continued to pull as she laid herself back on the rug, with the carved cock standing straight up from her hips. Sonja was pulled forward to straddle the Shaman's thighs, leaning over Jasmine. Sonja followed Jasmine's gaze, and looked back over her shoulder to see the other twin Shaman on her knees, moving behind her.

Janice put her hands on Sonja's naked ass. "We are both going to take you at the same time."

Jasmine looked up at Sonja and pulled at her arms, "You get to ride me, and my sister gets to ride you."

It was far to late for Sonja to back out now. She had seen a three-way coupling like this in a bordello once, and knew that the twins expected. With a sense of fear and excitement, she leaned over Jasmine and looked down between her hanging breasts so that she could position her pussy over the oiled fake cock. Jasmine held the wooden cock still as Sonja positioned her wet entrance upon it. Then Sonja began to lower her hips, and slowly sank onto the waiting cock.

"Mmmm..." Sonja enjoyed the feeling of her pussy being filled again, and planted her hands to either side of Jasmine's shoulders.

"My turn," whispered Janice.

Sonja felt the twin Shaman behind her, shuffle forward, so that her knees were between Sonja's feet. Then she felt Janice spread her ass cheeks and press the bulbous tip of her polished cock at her asshole. The redhead warrior was pushed forward a bit, forced to slide halfway off Jasmine's cock as Janice pushed her own cock into Sonja's ass.

"Ohh..." Sonja gasped as she felt the second cock begin to penetrate her.

She had seen such a threesome before, but never in a hundred years thought of herself ever being fucked like this. It was a bit uncomfortable, but she heard Janice telling her to relax her hips and ass, and doing that made it feel better. She still felt the intoxication of the mulled wine, and let the twin Shaman's guide her movements.

Soon Janice had her entire length buried in Sonja's ass, and the redhead looked down at Jasmine smiling up at her.

Jasmine whispered, "There is nothing quite like the sensation of cocks in your ass and pussy at the same time."

Before Sonja could reflect on the words, she had a chance to experience them, as Janice slid out of her ass halfway and pulled her hips back, forcing her pussy down onto Jasmine's cock below. Underneath her, Jasmine lifted her hips, pushing her fake cock up, deep into the redhead's pussy.

"Mmm..." Sonja moaned.

Then the two twins began to fuck Sonja with alternating strokes. Janice would thrust her cock deep into Sonja's ass, which pushed her almost off Jasmine's cock. Then Janice would withdraw as Jasmine thrust up to impale Sonja's pussy. In and out the two cocks ploughed the red-haired warrior, driving Sonja to a frenzy of pleasure. She looked down between her swaying breasts and saw Jasmine's cock beneath her, streaked with El Harrah's cum that drooled from her pussy. She looked back up to see Jasmine's mouth clamped on a dangling tit, sucking at her nipple.

"Goddess...." Sonja moaned

Sonja saw El Harrah's feet next to her hands, and looked up, still moaning. She saw the tribal leader smiling down at her, and holding his cock in one hand, the tip in front of her face. El Harrah took advantage of Sonja's distractions and gasping mouth, and pressed his hard cock between her lips.

Never in her wildest dreams had she thought of taking three people at the same time. But Goddess willing, it felt so good. Sonja closed her lips around El Harrah's cockhead, and found that she liked the taste of him. The thought of enjoying a cock in her mouth, even a day ago, would never have crossed her mind. Sonja swallowed his cock and thrust her tongue underneath the shaft like she did with Mustafah. As she predicted, El Harrah moaned and twined his fingers in her red hair.

After a few minutes of this tangled foursome, El Harrah grunted, "Ughhhhhh..."

He looked down at Sonja's face as he emptied his balls in her mouth. The red-haired warrior had her eyes closed, and eagerly continued to suck and work her tongue on his cock, swallowing every drop.

Sonja was proud to have found her technique worked equally well on El Harrah as it did on Mustafah. As he pulled his cock from her lips, she sucked the tip, collecting the last of the tribal leader's spend.

Just as she was licking her lips and savoring El Harrah's cum, she felt a tidal wave of pleasure rush up from her pussy. Her nipples stiffened, and her hips shook, and she experienced her third climax of the night. Then it might have been her imagination, but it sure felt like the two fake cocks of the twin Shamans erupted inside her, as her pussy and ass felt like they filled with gushing fluids.

---

If the morning sun was a peeping tom, it would have found Red Sonja, the mightiest warrior woman ever to live, curled up naked between the beautiful twin Shamans, with a very big smile on her sleeping face, and one hand between her thighs.

Sonja's dreams of sex with the Shamans and the tribal leader were vivid. She dreamed that all three of them fucked her again, while everyone else in the tent watched. After all three of them had cum inside her pussy, Mustafah and the four guards that she first encountered, each had a turn fucking her. But as each of them deposited their semen in her pussy, their faces changed to look like demons. When the last man was done, she gave birth to a jewel. She held the sparkling jewel up, and the light reflected off the facets.

Sonja awoke with a guilty start, feeling her body flushed with arousal. She saw El Harrah buckling on his sword. Sunlight coming through a gap in the tent, was reflecting off his gilded scabbard and into her eyes.

"Good morning Red Sonja," he saluted her. "You were truly magnificent in bed, and I wish we could spend the whole day making love, but I must go out in search of the demons who raid my people."

Sonja sat up, brushing the red hair from her face. "I was thinking about your problem."

A smile quirked the lips of El Harrah. "I didn't think Jasmine and Janice gave you much time for thinking."

Sonja grinned and looked down at one of the twins sleeping next to her. "They didn't, but still a thought occurred to me. You say the demons kidnap your women? Why not give them a prize that can fight back."

"You?" asked El Harrah. "You are an outsider. Why would you risk your life to help us?"

"Take my offer as thanks for the hospitality that you and your Shamans have shown me," Sonja replied, "But also, the defilement of women by these demons, is something that I swore an oath to fight. And I had a dream last night, that somehow the demons are a part of my quest. So this will be to my benefit as well as yours."

El Harrah looked doubtful as he finished buckling his sword. "What exactly did you have in mind? I would not be much of a host, if I allowed such a beautiful guest to be placed in grave danger."

"How could the demons resist a busty woman, left in the desert, and at their mercy?"

"I doubt any demon, or man, or woman, could resist your charms. But the risk is too great!" protested El Harrah.

"I would only appear helpless. Make my binds appear sound when they are not, and my sword can be buried in the sand next to me. When the demons show up to claim their prize, the only thing they will get, is the sharp end of my steel!"

It took some more persuading, but in the end, El Harrah agreed to Red Sonja's plan. He did not like placing the fire-haired beauty in such danger, but he was having no other success in capturing the demons.

---

So it was a few hours later, that Red Sonja found herself laying on the sand, wearing her armored top and loincloth, with her arms and legs spread out. The four chains that were wrapped around her limbs had locks that were nearly closed, but not actually clicked into place. When the demons appear, she could free herself in seconds, and pull out her sword that was buried in the sand, along with her saddle bags, next to her. As agreed, Sonja had made a great show of protesting and fighting as she was hauled into place by El Harrah's men. Finally when she had been secured in place, the guards had left, and only El Harrah and the two Shamans remained with Sonja.

El Harrah frowned, "I cannot express my gratitude enough for what you are doing for my people. I am afraid the demons are very cunning, so my men and I cannot hide near, to come to your aid. Are you sure that you can handle these demons alone?"

"As long as I have my sword, I can handle them," Sonja boasted. She hoped for once that her ego, which was even bigger than her bosom, was not going to get in her in trouble.

El Harrah nodded, "May your Goddess protect you." He turned his horse.

The two Shamans remained beside Sonja, one kneeling at her feet and the other at her hands. "We will be with you in a moment El Harrah," Jasmine called out. "We must finish placing a spell of protection upon Red Sonja."

The tribal leader nodded and rode over the dune.

As soon as El Harrah was out of sight, Jasmine and Janice turned to Sonja. Before she knew what was happening, the two Shamans clicked the locks into place on her hands and feet, truly making her a prisoner. Jasmine covered Sonja's mouth with one hand, to keep her from calling out to El Harrah.

The red-haired warrior woman glared at the twins in mute anger, struggling against the chains.

Jasmine apologized, "We are sorry Red Sonja. But last night, a dream was sent to us by the demons. They foretold of your plan, and threatened horrible retaliation on the entire tribe unless we made your offering complete. We did not tell El Harrah of this, for he would not have gone along with it."

Janice added, "It grieves us sorely to do this to you. You were truly wonderful in bed last night. Your heroic sacrifice will free us of the demons. They promised never to attack our tribe again, if we gave the red-haired outsider to them."

Sonja tugged at the chains holding in her place, and watched as the two Shamans rose and mounted their horses. The beautiful twin Shamans gave her one last sad look, before riding away, to catch up with El Harrah.

Sonja yelled, "Come back here!" But she knew they would not return.

I don't fucking believe this! Sonja raged as she struggled with the chains. She could understand the desperation that drove Jasmine and Janice to do this, but didn't the idiots realize it wouldn't be a lasting peace? The one thing you could trust with demons, was that you cannot trust demons. They will no more leave the tribe alone, than they would stop being demons. It was all just a ruse to capture another victim without a fight.

As Sonja pulled on the chains, she saw something moving across the desert sands. Make that several somethings. Half a dozen swirling dust devils spun over the scorching yellow sand. Sonja's mind froze for a second. This must be the demons! Frightened and fascinated, she watched the spinning dust devils move toward her location, like moths to a candle flame.

When they stopped spinning, each cloud of dust fell, revealing a sand demon. The creatures were about three feet tall, with brown leathery skin. They had thin, almost emaciated looking arms and legs, but bulging stomachs. They had no neck, and large gaping mouths filled with sharp-looking teeth. Their long arms hung down so their hands brushed the ground, giving them a monkey-like appearance. When Sonja looked between their legs, her eyes widened in surprise. These creatures might be small in stature, but they all had man-sized cocks that looked out of proportion to their childish height. And every one of them was erect and ready for action.

The creatures approached cautiously, making sure the female offering was safely enshackled. When they were sure it was safe, the leader gave a short bark of what sounded suspiciously like laughter, and gestured at two of the other demons.

The designated demons grunted and sprang forward.

Sonja pulled at the chains, a bit concerned at her vulnerability in this position, and wondered if this is how she dies. Will they tear me apart with their claws, quickly or slowly? Will it hurt? She let out a breath of relief when the demons did not claw her flesh.

One fumbled with the female's top and unclasped it, before yanking it from her body. Her big pale tits flopped out, exposed to the desert air. The second straddled one of the female's legs and untied her metal-clad loincloth and undergarment, pulling it free to expose her red-haired bush. While the two would have lingered to enjoy the female's body, the leader snarled at them, and they reluctantly backed off, dropping the armored garments in the sand.

Sonja was certain she was going to be sliced open, and quickly realized that they intended to play with her naked body first. I do not want to be molested by these creatures! A surge of anger grew within and she pulled hard at the chains. But the stakes were buried just deep enough, and the chains were just strong enough, to prevent her from pulling them apart.

Grinning widely, the leader of the demons approached the human offering and crawled over the naked female.

Sonja's efforts were in vain, and she relaxed her muscles to try again in a bit, as she breathed heavily. She watched the demon climb on top of her prone body. She could feel the creature drag it's stiff cock along her leg, over her hip and stomach. Then it straddled her waist, and positioned it's firm cock between her rising and falling breasts. The demon leered down at her, trying to elicit fear and make her scream. Sonja calmed herself, breathing slowly, wondering what the creature would do next.

The red-haired woman refused to give the demon that satisfaction. Slightly disappointed, the demon changed strategy from trying to feed on her fear, to satisfying it's own pleasure. The creature began to hump it's hips forward, rubbing it's stiff cock between the female's breasts as it cackled evilly.

When another demon approached, the leader snarled, warning the others back.

Sonja was surprised to hear words buried in the uttered warning.

"Ssshe'sss mine firssst. You get her when I am done!"

The demon leader turned back to the busty female, and grabbed both of her big breasts with it's small hands, squeezing her pale tit flesh around the cock that lay in her cleavage. The cock began leaking precum that combined with the sweat on her skin, providing lubrication.

Sonja heard the demon's comment and realized that after the leader had his fun, the other demons would enjoy her body. Are they all going to fuck my tits? That would be distracting, but I can ignore that and spend the time trying to pull free. She felt the hard cock between her breasts and lifted her head to watch with disgust and curiosity. The demon leader squeezed her tits around it's member and slid it's cock back and forth between them. The dark brown shaft emerged from between her pale breasts, and she saw the cock up close. The demon's shaft was covered in small bumps, with no foreskin, and the smooth bulbous head tapered to a pointy tip with a hole that leaked transparent fluid. The wet tip touched her lips, smearing them with precum before the brown cock disappeared between her tits again.

"Yesss..." The creature groaned loudly, as it obviously enjoying fucking her big tits.

Mentally, she couldn't help but compare the demon's cock to Mustafah and El Harrah's manhood. The demon's cock was not much different than the men she pleasured yesterday. She instinctively licked the wetness on her lips, before realizing she was tasting the demon's precum. It was warm, and tasted not unlike goat's milk.

The next time the cock emerged, the demon stopped and pressed the tip of it's cock against her lips and hissed. "Ssssuck!"

Sonja pulled at the chains binding her wrists, and her mind raced with ideas on how to get free. But she had nothing yet, and needed to stall for time. She furrowed her brow, then opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue. Sonja shuddered at the thought of that she might have to suck all of them, to keep the horny demons happy. She tightened her lips around the head and pressed her tongue underneath, employing the same technique that she had used on Mustafah and El Harrah. The demon's cock had no unusual taste and was smaller than El Harrah's cock. Sonja chastised herself again, for comparing the creature's cock to her recent lover.

Apparently the demon enjoyed the sensation. It leered down at her and hissed "You sssuck good."

The demon pulled it's cock back, and a strand of saliva drooled from her tongue and open mouth as the demon's cock disappeared between her slick breasts. The brown cockhead quickly emerged again, and slid onto her outstretched tongue. The demon's cock wasn't painful or horrifying, she rationalized. It was just a fleshy appendage, like any man. It will be a simple matter to tease these creatures like this, until I can pull free. Sonja closed her lips on the wet cockhead and sucked, before it retreated between her pale tits again.

"Yesss..." The demon cooed.

The creature kept at her for what seemed like eternity, sliding it's drooling cock up between her ample breasts and into her mouth, and then pulling back. The rest of the demons howled in frustration at the delay for getting their chance to play with the human female. Finally the leader's body stiffened just as it's cock emerged from between her big tits.

"Hhughhh..." The demon gasped.

Sonja watched as a strand of pearly fluid erupted from the pointy brown cock, and felt it hit her cheek and hang down over her upper lip. Sonja expected the cock to slid onto her tongue, and had kept her mouth open. The second spurt of cum went into her open mouth. The hot cum covered the back of her tongue. She didn't want to choke on the fluid, and closed her lips and swallowed.

The demon threw back its hand and howled, "Hhrroooooo!" And there was something familiar in it's ecstatic outburst.

The creature continued to ejaculate, much more than Mustafah or El Harrah, coating Sonja's closed lips and chin, before squirting against her neck. The hot cum created a puddle that covered the portion of the silver necklace that lay between her collarbones. The demon pulled it's cock back, while it still spewed, filling the valley of her cleavage with a puddle of hot cum. 

When the demon's orgasm subsided, the creature scooted back and let go of her big tits. As her breasts sagged to the sides, she watched the creature wipe it's drooling cock on her belly before it climbed off. The leader gave a gesture to the rest of the demons, indicating that the red-haired captive was theirs to play with.

The first two demons to reach her, were the two that had ripped off her armored garments. They sprang forward, fighting each other for the opportunity to play with the human first. The winner climbed over her leg and positioned itself between her thighs. The other four demons gathered around, two on either side, stroking their cocks over her cum-covered torso as they waited their turn.

Sonja's felt the creature between her thighs, and it's pointy cock probed her pussy entrance. She realized that it wasn't going to play with her tits like the other demon. It's going to fuck me! She couldn't close her legs or fight off the demons, and the best she could do was writhe about, trying to resist them. Her big tits, glistening with saliva and cum between them, wobbled as she squirmed.

The demon between Sonja's thighs pushed it's cock into her pussy. She gasped at the intrusion, and realized that her pussy was a little sore from the previous night. The demon wasn't as big as El Harrah, and Sonja felt a moment of embarrassment to again be comparing the demon's cock to the man that fucked her last night. But it was an appropriate reference, as this was only her second experience fucking a male, since taking her oath. An oath that was temporarily suspended while she was on this quest. Sonja was glad these demon's weren't overly endowed.

She had a new plan to outlast these small demon's lusts, and as soon as she could free herself and dig up her sword, she would kill them. Also, she was forced to wait, because one of the demons was standing on the spot where her sword was buried next to her.

The demon between her legs, wrapped it's clawed hands around her naked hips and began to slowly fuck her, attempting to draw out the time it had, before it's companions became irate. The other four demons waited patiently for now, watched their brethren fuck the female. All four of them stroked their cocks and gazed lustfully at the busty naked female writhing on the ground.

Sonja looked down between her wet breasts to watch the demon fucking her. She could feel each thrust inside her as the demon humped forward. She was reluctant to admit that since the temporary release from her oath... she was enjoying sex as an adult. Feeling her pussy filled with a real cock felt so much better than her wooden dildo. The fact that she was bound and could not prevent this creature from fucking her, and didn't know what it would do next, provided a thrill of uncertainty. Not to mention that she would never choose to lay with a disgusting demon outside of this quest, and that was another erotic thrill. It was then, that she knew why the demon's seemed familiar. Their faces were the same she had seen in her dream last night, overlaid with the images of the guards fucking her and watching. Could El Harrah's guards, somehow be these demons, she wondered?

Sonja felt the clawed hands clutching tighter on her naked hips, and the demon began to hump faster, fucking her like the animalistic thing that it was. Then the small creature froze, with it's cock fully sheathed inside her.

"Haaaaeee!" The demon screeched.

Sonja felt the thing's cock twitching as the demon emptied it's balls, squirting cum inside her. The demon's scrotum was twice the size of a human, and the stream of cum continued, filling her pussy to overflowing. As the demon pulled out, a gush of cum followed, oozing down over her asshole and wetting the sand underneath.

The demon had a sated look on it's face, and as it moved aside, the next demon scampered between her thighs.

Sonja's pussy was briefly empty, and she felt the creature's cum oozing out and dribbling over her asshole. She watched the next demon quickly position itself between her thighs, before she felt it's cock push inside her. Claws stroked her thighs and she felt displaced hot cum dribble over her asshole as the demon's cock filled her, and it's fat belly pushed against her red curls. Then she heard the wet squelching sounds, as the demon fucked her soaked pussy.

One of the other demons waiting to fuck her, was still standing over her buried sword. Goddess, I am destined to take all of them!? Sonja lamented. 

She writhed, and attempted to close her legs and deny the demon that fucked her pussy. Her outstretched hand grazed against something metal, and hot, and familiar. Her discarded loincloth... and inside was her lock pick. Sonja's fingers drew the loincloth over her hand and she was able to reach her fingers within and extract the lockpick. With the loincloth concealing her hand, she began to work on the lock holding her wrist. She had been held captive many times, and had plenty of practice doing this exact thing, as she picked the lock.

"Haaaaiiiii!" The demon between the captive's thighs cried out, and deposited it's hot seed within the female.

When the demon pulled out and stepped away, Sonja's gaze followed the demon's path as it stumbled over to the demon leader that was conversing with the first demon that had fucked her. She couldn't hear what they were discussing, but could see them holding their dicks and imagined it involved negotiating the turn order for another round of fucking.

Sonja's clandestine surveillance was interrupted by the feeling of another demon cock pushing inside her pussy. She looked down between her breasts, to watch the next demon fucking her. Now there were only two waiting in the queue, one on either side. One of them was still standing on the spot where her sword was buried. She would have to wait until that demon moved. She felt her breasts jiggling on her chest and looked back between her legs.  

"Ohhrrrtt!" The demon fucking her snorted, and began to fill her pussy with hot cum.

When the demon pulled out, she saw that it's dark brown shaft was dripping wet, and there was a white froth around the base of it's cock. She imagined that must be what her pussy looked like now. Her vision was disrupted by the appearance of the next demon climbing over her leg. The creature's bumpy cock was stiff, and it positioned the pointy tip beneath her red curls. She felt the demon cock slide in easily, and then the creature began to hump with a steady pace.

Goddess help me, Sonja cursed. The demon that joined her was the one on the left. The demon on the right was still standing on her buried sword. I will have to take them all, before I can get my sword.

Knowing that she would have to wait for the last demon, gave her time to focus on the demon currently fucking her. She felt it's cock sliding within her with little resistance, and knew that her pussy was full of demon cum. Whatever wasn't inside her, was dribbling down and creating a wet puddle under her ass. She noticed all of the demons didn't last long, and El Harrah lasted much longer before he reached his orgasm. Goddess, I'm comparing the demon cocks to El Harrah again!

"Mmm..." Sonja heard herself moan.

She suddenly realized this demon was fucking her differently. It's not ploughing me like the others. It's holding it's cock inside me and grinding against my clit. Goddess... Sonja found herself rolling her hips and pressing her clit against the demon's pelvis. This is... good... she felt her nipples harden with arousal, and a pressure building inside. Goddess... I can't stop it... it's going to make me... I'm going to...

"Ohhhhh!..." Sonja closed her eyes and gasped.

A wave of heat moved up from her clit and flushed her chest and cheeks. Her pussy relaxed, and then clenched the cock inside her. Sonja gasped again, licking her lips and breathing heavily. Her naked hips bucked with an aftershock. She opened her eyes and saw the demon between her legs was excited to have her climax on it's cock. 

"Hhhooooooo!" The demon screeched and began to squirt hot cum deep inside the female's pussy.

Sonja was still breathing heavily when the demon pulled it's wet cock out and scampered to the others. Huffing, and catching her breath, her big tits rose and fell with her post-orgasmic breathing. Still dazed from her climax, and the wine, she watched the last demon climb between her legs.

The creature's stiff, brown cock disappeared under her red curls, and she felt the bumpy shaft fill her sensitive pussy. Sonja twisted and tried to pull herself away, but only ended up writhing sensually against the demon. Her hips jerked when it's fat belly pressed against her sensitive clit.

The last demon had watched all the others fuck the female while it waited. The creature was ready to burst, and fucked the female with a quick pace, lasting only a few strokes before it stiffened.

"Ugghhhh..." The demon deposited it's hot cum inside the female.

The female had slumped back onto the sand. The demon continued to quietly cackle in glee, thinking it had finally broken the human's spirit of resistance. Then it saw the human's expression was not defeat, but defiance. Her right had was free and she was pulling something out of the sand at her side...

"Ah--" The demon's attempt to raise the alarm was cut short, as it's head fell from it's body.

Sonja felt the demon's wet cock slide out of her, and it's limp body slumped over her thigh. She drew her sword arm back and sat up on one elbow.

"Wassss it ssshe doing?" The demon leader hissed. 

All of the other demons turned and scrambled about in terror. They had never encountered resistance with the female villagers they had previously kidnapped. They weren't sure what to do, and looked to their leader for guidance. 

Meanwhile, Sonja knew what she was doing, and quickly brought the blade of her sword down on the thin chains that restrained her legs. Both chains quickly snapped, and Sonja was now on her knees and standing up. Her chin and chest and inner thighs glistened with wet cum, as she straightened up and wrapped the fastened chain around her left hand. Her muscles flexed and she snarled, as she pulled the stake from the ground. Now she had a sword in one hand, and in the other was a chain whip with a metal stake on the end. 

"Kill!" The demon leader pointed at the red-haired warrioress.

The four remaining demons rushed forward. Sonja towered over the three-foot tall demons, and she felt no tiredness, only anger and rage at these creatures who had defiled her. With a battle cry that caused the creatures pause, Red Sonja leapt forward and with two strokes removed two heads from demon bodies. She swung the spiked chain and wrapped it around the leader's torso. Hacking and slashing, she dispatched the other two short demons like wheat under a scythe.

"Pleassse... no..." The demon leader knelt before the red-haired warrior, begging for it's life. Surely this woman was no human, but a greater level demon in disguise!

Sonja kicked the demon's chest, knocking the creature onto it's back in the sand. She stood naked over it and placed her boot on the creature's chest.

The demon looked up as it's clawed hands grabbed at the boot on it's chest. The red-haired female towered above, her wet breasts heaving with exertion from the fight. The human female was beautiful to behold. With one foot on it's chest, the demon could see between her legs, and despite the situation, gazed lustfully at the red curls of her pubic hair matted with cum, framed by her thighs, wet with demon seed.

Sonja contemplated stabbing the demon through each eye, or just chopping it's head off. When she saw the demon's cock twitch, she dropped the chain and bent down to swiftly seize it's organ. 

Normally, the demon would have enjoyed having the hand of a naked female holding it's cock, but this was no love grip. She squeezed the cock and the demon screamed in agony. The female leaned down and leered, her large breasts dangling in it's face.

"You stuck your cocks in me. Now I get to stick your cock in you!"

The demon's eyes widened in horror as the warrior redoubled her grip and wrenched at it's cock. There was a blinding haze of pain, and when the demon opened it's eyes, it saw the female holding it's cock in her hand and smiling as the demon's blood dribbled into the sand. The last thing the demon felt was the red-haired human shoving it's own cock into it's mouth before her sword plunged into it's chest.

Sonja looked around her with some satisfaction, counting the dead demons. She decided that this was one pack of demons that would never bother El Harrah and his people again. Grimacing slightly, she looked around for her armor and suddenly doubled over in pain. A spike of pain was deep inside her pussy, and Sonja collapsed to her knees and dropped her sword. Both of her hands grabbed her crotch, covered with demon cum.

Goddess! Something hot is inside! Had the demons put something in me?

Sonja curled her fingers and probed within her pussy. She felt something hard, that shouldn't be there. It was difficult to get a grip on the cum-slicked object, but she was able to pinch it and pull it out.

Immediately the pain was gone, and Sonja was kneeling on the sand, holding a multi-faceted red ruby in her wet fingers, dripping with demon cum and her own juices.

"How the Hell did that get in there?" She wondered out loud, not expecting an answer.

"I see you have found the first jewel!"

Sonja looked up to see a floating semi-transparent blue visage of Taurus. He continued, "I hope you enjoyed the method to acquire it, because there are nine more to gather."

"What... are you blathering about wizard!?" Sonja gasped.

"It is quite simple," smirked the blue image. "In each Hell, you will obtain a jewel in this fashion. You will fuck the beings that occupy each Hell, and the accumulated sperm will form a jewel inside you."

"You sick bastard," shouted Sonja.

She grabbed her sword and leapt to her feet, swinging at the visage of the wizard. Her sword passed through his transparent form without harming the wizard.

"Calm yourself," admonished Taurus. "You agreed to this quest, on my terms. But... never let it be said that I am not generous."

The shimmering image of the wizard gestured, and two flaming blue rectangles appeared in the air, side by side. One of them contained the image of the forest, where she had camped and this whole ordeal began. The other rectangle held a slowly swirling blue cloud.

The wizard spoke again, "I will give you one chance to abandon this quest. If you take the gate on the left, it will bring you back to where you started and you are free to go. There are others that I can recruit. Nearby, there is a dark-haired warrioress and her blonde sidekick, who will probably jump at the chance. Of course... if you quit, your lover Killia will remain trapped for eternity in the Hell where she is. Who knows what the demons there will do to her. If you wish to save your lover, take the gate on the right, which will take you the next Hell, and continue the quest."

Red Sonja glared at the wizard. When this was over, she promised herself, there was going to be one less wizard in the world. In defiance, Sonja popped the red ruby into her mouth, and sucked it clean of the mingled fluids. Then she pulled it out and touched the jewel against the sticky silver chain around her neck. There was a small spark of light and the red ruby bonded itself to the necklace, and was held securely in place.

Sonja ignored the visage of Taurus, and pulled on her armored top. She would clean up later. She donned her armored loincloth and boots, and dug up her saddle bags. Then Sonja gathered her cloak and sword belt, and stepped through the blue rectangle on the right.

Continued in Chapter 3

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