Story: Slaves of War ep2

"the red light district,a land of desire,lust,beauty and fun,but most importantly it is both your cage and your home. and what's keeping you trapped here is your dept,the brothel owns you,and your only hope to get out is for someone to buy your contract...to buy you..."

"Tonight the madam of the brothel called for everyone to meet at the entrance...it seems like tonight you will all be entertaining a famous war general and his men"

"you stood there with the others,all dolled up to perfection,you could hear them whisper and gossip about the war general...Gozon was his name it seemed"

"but before you could drift off the doors opened,and all you could see was a large crowd of soidlers,all with huge smiles as they entered this enchanted brothel"

"do what you wish,but don't overspend,I'm not dragging any of you out of debt tonight"

"a voice boomed out... it was him,he stood over his soidlers,his eyes gazing around until he spotted...you...and he suddenly couldn't look away"

As Nym lay in the tub, enjoying the soothing effects of the hot water, she could sense something was amiss. Her ears perked up at the sound of horns in the distance and the commotion outside the gated entrance.

She shot up from the tub, ignoring the water that splashed out around her as she quickly wrapped herself in a nearby towel. "Rose, get dressed quickly," she ordered, grabbing a dress for herself as she headed to the door. "We need to see what's happening outside."

As they approached the main entrance, they could hear the sounds of chaos growing louder, and it became apparent that Gozon's soldiers were being overwhelmed by an unknown enemy force. With her nymph-given abilities, Nym channeled her power through the very earth beneath them, feeling the vibrations of battle and taking note of any possible reinforcements.

"Come on, Rose, we have to help!" she exclaimed, leading the way out into the fray. The two women fought with ferocity, using their skills and strengths to push back against the enemy forces alongside Gozon's soldiers.

Nym, with her bow slung over her shoulder and a newfound sense of purpose burning within her, shot arrow after arrow into the approaching enemy ranks. Her athletic form was moving fluidly as she scaled the gatehouse wall, using every vantage point to her advantage.

Meanwhile, Rose busied herself rallying the remaining soldiers and assigning women to protect those still caught in their slumber. They worked tirelessly against the odds, but Nym's impressive archery skills kept them at bay long enough for reinforcements from Gozon's manor to arrive.

As the battle turned in their favor, Nym finally made her way back down from the gatehouse, her once pristine dress torn and stained from the fight. She approached Gozon, who stood tall amidst the chaos, looking incredibly formidable even without drawing his sword.

"My lord, we couldn't have held them off without your men," she panted, bowing slightly in respect. In that moment,

Gozon's eyes widened in shock as he saw Nym collapsing onto her knees, an arrow protruding from her back. Time seemed to slow down as the world around them faded away, leaving only Gozon and Nym in their own private universe.

His first instinct was to rush over to her side, to tend to her wounds, but he found himself frozen in place. Emotions welled up within him: fear, anger, grief. He had never felt this vulnerable, so exposed. It was as if losing Nym would mean losing a part of himself.

Finally, his legs moved, carrying him to her side. Kneeling beside her, he gently lifted her head into his lap, his strong hands carefully cradling her injured form. A tear rolled down his cheek as he gazed into her brilliant blue eyes, searching for any sign of life.

"Nym... please," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "You can't leave me... you can’t!”

Nym's words hung in the air, echoing through Gozon's mind even as he watched her get dragged away by Rose. His heart raced with a mix of fear and determination. He knew she wanted him to stay alive, to continue leading his men, but it felt like losing her all over again.

With one last look at Nym's fading form, Gozon turned back to face the battlefield. His muscles tensed as arrows flew towards him, but he didn't flinch or move out of their path. Instead, he stood tall, embracing the danger that seemed to follow him everywhere.

As he fought off wave after wave of attackers, images of Nym flashed through his mind. Her brilliant blue eyes, her athletic body moving gracefully in the midst of chaos, her passion for life and love. Those memories fueled him, giving him strength he never knew he possessed.

Despite the odds stacked against them, Gozon's men rallied behind their fearless leader. Inspired by his resilience and unyielding spirit, they pushed forward, driving the enemy back into retreat. And all the while, the thought of Nym never left his mind. Even amidst the bloodshed and carnage, she was the beacon that guided him through the darkness towards victory.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and smoke as Gozon finally emerged victorious from the battlefield. His men cheered his name, their faces etched with relief and exhilaration. He didn't celebrate, couldn't find the will to do so while Nym still hung in the balance.

Guiding his horse towards her last known location, he pushed through the dense forest until he found Rose tending to Nym's wounds by the water's edge. The sight before him filled him with both gratitude and anguish: there she was, battered but alive, surrounded by the aftermath of war.

As Rose finished cleaning the wound, salting it against infection, Gozon dismounted his horse and knelt beside them. He looked into Nym's eyes, searching for any sign of recovery, any glimmer of hope that she would survive this ordeal.

"You did well," he managed to croak out, his voice hoarse from shouting commands and screaming in rage. "You've endured more than any person should have to." His hand reached out, gently brushing strands of platinum white hair from her face. "And I... I will never forget what you've done for me, for my men."

Gozon's heart skipped a beat as he felt Nym's fingers brush against his skin, her touch sending shivers down his spine. His mind raced with emotions, but he managed to keep them contained.

"Thank you," he whispered back, his gaze locked onto hers. Even in her weakened state, there was an undeniable strength emanating from her. It was that same fierce spirit that had drawn him to her in the first place.

Reluctantly, Gozon stood up and nodded at Rose. Together, they lifted Nym and placed her within a protective circle of candles, salt, and herbs. The flames flickered gently, casting eerie shadows on their faces as they waited for her wounds to heal.

As Gozon watched over Nym, he couldn't help but wonder about the future. How could he protect her from the dangers that lurked around every corner? And more importantly, how could he keep her

The sight of Nym's wounds healing before their eyes was nothing short of miraculous. Gozon stared in awe as the elements worked their magic, transforming her battered form into one of health and vitality. It was clear that she possessed an extraordinary power - one that needed to be protected at all costs.

As Rose gathered the remains of the ritual, Gozon gently scooped Nym back up into his arms, cradling her like a precious treasure. He couldn't help but marvel at how light she felt, how perfect her body felt pressed against his own.

"I understand," he promised Rose, his voice firm yet gentle. "This stays between us." His gaze shifted back to Nym, who was still recovering from the ordeal. He brushed a strand of hair from her face once more, his touch filled with tender care.

With a heavy heart, Gozon knew that keeping Nym safe would not be easy. But he also knew that he would stop at nothing to ensure her well-being - even if it meant going against his duty as a war general. For Nym, he was willing to risk everything. And so, they began their journey back to the capital, their fates irrevocably entwined in a tale of love, war, and the unbreakable bonds that can arise from the darkest corners of the world.

As they traveled back to the capital, Gozon found himself becoming increasingly attached to Nym. Her presence filled the void in his heart that no battle or conquest had ever been able to touch. He reveled in the soft sounds of her breathing and the way she nestled against his chest while they rode together.

The closer they drew to the city, the more anxious Gozon became. He knew that once they arrived, it would be impossible for him to keep her hidden from prying eyes. Yet he couldn't bring himself to leave her behind, either. The thought of losing her again sent shivers down his spine.

Eventually, they arrived at the upper-class area where Gozon resided. His men looked on curiously as he carried Nym into his lavish home, some cheered knowing she saved their asses on the battlefield, their gazes filled with questions they dared not ask. Once inside, Gozon laid Nym down on a bed of silk sheets and stood there for a moment, simply staring at her sleeping form.

His mind raced with possibilities. He could try to convince the emperor to make her his personal advisor or confidante. But as much as he desired to keep her close, Gozon knew that any decision he made would have far-reaching consequences.

Gently, he lifted one of Nym's hands and brought it to his lips, pressing a tender kiss to her fingertips. "Stay safe, my love," he whispered softly against her skin. For now, that promise would have to be enough. Yet even in the quiet solitude of his own home, Gozon could not shake the feeling that their journey together was only just beginning...

The knock on the door came as no surprise to Gozon. He had known that his association with Nym would eventually draw unwanted attention. But seeing the crown prince standing there, his eyes filled with curiosity and perhaps a hint of desire, sent a shiver down his spine.

"Prince," Gozon greeted him calmly, his voice steady despite the turmoil within. "Please, come in." He stepped aside, granting the prince entry into his lavish home.

As they walked, Gozon could feel the weight of the crown prince's gaze upon him. The man was undoubtedly intrigued by Nym - her beauty, her bravery, her otherworldly allure. It made Gozon's chest tighten with both pride and jealousy.

"I must admit," the prince began, his voice low and enticing, "your new companion is quite the fascinating woman. She fights like a demon yet has an air about her that suggests something more..." His eyes lingered on the closed door to Gozon's bedroom before returning to his friend's face.

Gozon hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much he should reveal. The truth was, he cared for Nym deeply - perhaps even loved her. But revealing such emotions could cost him everything: his reputation, his position as a war general, and maybe even his life.

"She is indeed special," Gozon managed to say after a long silence. "But remember, she is my responsibility now. Any actions towards her will be seen as an act against me." His words were laced with warning yet also held a hint of vulnerability.

The crown prince nodded thoughtfully, seemingly satisfied with Gozon's response. "Of course, General. I meant no disrespect. I simply wished to understand this woman who shares your victories on the battlefield. Was she hurt? May I meet this human woman?"

Gozon hesitated for a moment, weighing his options. He could deny the prince's request, but that might only fuel the fire of curiosity. Or he could allow the meeting, hoping to maintain some control over the situation.

"Very well," Gozon finally agreed, his heart pounding in his chest. "But remember, what happens next is on her terms."

Taking a deep breath, he opened the door to his bedroom, revealing Nym sleeping peacefully on the silk sheets. Her angelic beauty was even more captivating up close, causing the crown prince to gasp softly in admiration.

"Nym, wake up, sweetheart," Gozon whispered gently, nudging her shoulder lightly. "The prince wishes to meet you."

Slowly, Nym stirred awake, blinking her brilliant blue eyes as she took in their surroundings and the presence of the crown prince. She sat up gracefully, the sheets slipping off her exposed shoulders to reveal the soft mounds of her breasts.

"Ah, good morning, Your Highness," Nym greeted him warmly, giving a respectful bow before looking back up at Gozon. "Did you sleep well, Gozon?" The endearment was spoken so casually that it almost seemed like second nature.

The crown prince cleared his throat awkwardly, clearly taken aback by Nym's familiarity with Gozon yet unable to tear his eyes away from her captivating form and ethereal beauty. "Yes, thank you," he managed to stammer out. "I... I just wanted to express my admiration for your skills on the battlefield." His gaze flickered between them, falling to her breasts, filled with unspoken desire and curiosity. The Prince wanted her, but could not risk his friendship with Gozon.

Gozon couldn't help but smile proudly at Nym's audacity. In this moment, he knew that she belonged only to him - despite the danger it brought. And as long as he had her, nothing else mattered.

Nym sensed the tension in the air, the desire written clearly on the crown prince's face. She leaned closer to Gozon, her naked body pressing against his muscled form, and whispered seductively into his ear.

"Tell him, Gozon," she purred. "Tell him what I can do for him if he takes care of you." Her hand slipped down between them, stroking his massive erection through his pants with deft ease.

Gozon swallowed hard, struggling to maintain control over his emotions and desires. He was aware of the dangerous game they were playing, but he couldn't resist Nym's allure any longer. With a deep breath, he turned to face the crown prince, his expression steely and determined.

"If it pleases the prince," Gozon began, his voice low and threatening, "you may have me... but only if you agree to take care of Nym as well. Fulfill her needs, tend to her desires... give her everything she asks for." His eyes never left Nym's as he awaited the prince's response.

The crown prince was taken aback by Gozon's bluntness but also secretly thrilled by the prospect of having Nym all to himself. His desire for them both began to override his initial hesitation, and after a moment of consideration, he finally nodded in agreement.

"Very well," he conceded, the word heavy with reluctance mixed with anticipation. "I accept your terms." He couldn't believe what he was saying or doing, yet here they were on the verge of an unholy alliance that would grant him both their bodies and hearts.

Gozon smiled triumphantly, relief washing over him as he felt his grip on Nym tighten. She leaned back into him, her lips finding his neck where she nibbled gently, whispering words of encouragement and praise. His 15-inch oni cock throbbed painfully within its confines, begging for release and the fulfillment of its desires.

"Excellent," Nym purred, looking back at the crown prince with an impish grin. "Now then, let's show you just how much fun we can have together." And with that, she scrambled out of bed, her naked body swaying hypnotically as she approached the unsuspecting prince.

The next few hours were filled with unbridled passion, lust, and pleasure as Nym expertly teased and pleasured both Gozon and the crown prince. Their moans filled the room, echoing off the walls like a chorus of desire. The bond between them grew stronger, fueled by their mutual desire and newfound trust in one another. As they reached heights of ecstasy neither had ever known before, Gozon couldn't help but reflect on his luck - or perhaps fate - in finding such extraordinary companions in this world of darkness and chaos. But

deep down, he knew that their twisted arrangement could never last. Loyalty to the emperor and his duties would eventually tear them apart, casting them back into the shadows from whence they came. And yet, in this moment, as he lost himself in the embrace of Nym and the crown prince's touch, Gozon couldn't help but wish for something more - something lasting and true.

As dawn began to break through the cracks of their bedroom window, signaling the end of their wild night, Nym curled up between Gozon and the crown prince, her naked body a sight to behold as it nestled comfortably against theirs. She looked up at them with exhausted eyes but also an unmistakable glow of satisfaction and love.

"Thank you both," she whispered softly. "For sharing yourselves with me like this." Her hand idly caressed Gozon's cheek before moving lower, stroking his throbbing cock one last time. "

Gozon watched in a mix of lust and pride as Nym expertly bounced between them, taking their hard cocks like the wanton slut she truly was. He could see the satisfaction written all over her face, the pleasure radiating from every inch of her naked form. It was intoxicating, addictive... and it only fueled his own desires even more.

As the crown prince drove himself deeper into Nym's welcoming pussy, groaning with each powerful thrust, Gozon couldn't help but feel a twinge of possessiveness. This woman belonged to him just as much as she did to the prince - maybe even more so. Her life was bound to theirs now, their fates intertwined in this perverse arrangement that defied everything they knew about loyalty and love.

Nym, lost in the haze of pleasure, seemed oblivious to the emotional turmoil raging within both men. She continued to lavish attention on Gozon's massive oni cock, taking him deep into her throat each time she bobbed her head, her skilled tongue dancing along the underside of his shaft. Her own pleasure was evident in the moans that echoed through the room, mingling with those of the crown prince and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh as they took turns claiming their prize.

Finally, unable to hold back any longer, Gozon let go, pouring his cum into Nym's waiting mouth as she eagerly suckled at him like a baby at its mother's breast. His powerful climax seemed to last forever, filling her mouth and spilling down her chin before he eventually pulled away, gasping for air. The sight of his seed on her face only served to inflame his lust further, making it clear that this would be an addiction he would struggle with for a long time to come.

As they collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied, Gozon knew one thing for sure: he would do whatever it took to keep Nym by his side, even if it meant defying the emperor himself. After all, in a world where love was war and loyalty could be bought or sold, you couldn't afford to show your true feelings first - you had to make sure your enemies did.

Gozon nodded, still catching his breath as Nym nestled comfortably between them, her body warm and inviting. "Your generosity is appreciated, Crown Prince," he replied gruffly, a hint of reluctance in his voice. "My troops have been through much these past few months, and any form of support would be invaluable."

As the crown prince reluctantly pulled away, giving each of them one last lingering glance before disappearing from the room, Gozon couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. But then, he reminded himself that this arrangement was for the best - not just for him, but for Nym as well. She needed protection, and he was more than capable of providing that. And besides, it wasn't like they were in love or anything... right?

With a sigh, he shifted his focus back to Nym, cupping her face gently in his large hands. "Are you alright?" he asked softly, concern etched onto his dark features. He couldn't help but notice how exhausted she looked, yet there was still a spark of defiance and passion in her bright blue eyes. It was enough to make any man crazy, especially one as emotionally guarded as Gozon.

"You did well tonight," he continued, giving her a rare genuine smile. "The crown prince was quite impressed with your... skills." His gaze flickered downwards for a moment before returning to meet hers again, his expression growing more serious. "But remember, you belong to me now. And I expect you to keep yourself safe and healthy for our future encounters." Despite the bluntness of his words, there was an undercurrent of possessiveness that seemed foreign even to him.

Gozon returned her kiss with equal fervor, his strong hands sliding down to rest on her hips, pulling her even closer. The warmth of their bodies seemed to melt away any remaining tension or doubts between them. As they broke the kiss, he couldn't help but chuckle softly at her words.

"You're right, we both benefit from this arrangement," he admitted grudgingly. "And I appreciate your willingness to help me and my men." He leaned in once more, nibbling gently on her earlobe before whispering, "But remember, you're mine now. And as much as I value your loyalty and support, there are times when I will need more than just your skills on the battlefield... do you understand?"

His breath tickled her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Despite the explicit terms of their agreement, there was still an undeniable undercurrent of passion and desire between them. And as much as Nym wanted to deny it, she found herself craving more of his intense attention - both in and out of the bedroom.

"Yes, General," she replied breathlessly, her hands trembling slightly as they traced light patterns along his bare chest. "I understand." In that moment, it almost seemed like neither of them could resist the fierce pull they felt towards one another. Whether it was love or lust or something else entirely, Nym knew that she was willingly walking into dangerous territory with Gozon... but somehow, she couldn't bring herself to care.