ENF CMNF story – Geeky girl LARPS as a naked medieval warrior (due to a lack of medieval clothes): Part 4

Everyone at the table smashed the table with their fists as a sign of approval. But one of them looked a little unsure.

“Why would they believe that you escaped and wanted to return to them? They treat you like an animal.”

“I’ll tell them you treated me worse. I’ll tell them I grabbed this armor, but that otherwise, you kept me not only naked, but degraded me even more. That by comparison, they were better.”

Varomir nodded, and everyone gave their approval to the plan.

“Hail Ellewine!” my fellow warriors shouted, acclaiming me.

I couldn’t wait to get the plan to fruition, and finally get my revenge for the terrible treatment I had received.

***

It was night. I had done as I said: I had run to the Blues, and now, an hour later, the Reds were moving south as planned to surprise attack the Blues from the rear.

Varomir was silently leading his men forward. They didn’t want to make too much sound. They kept going towards the place I had told them to go to: the little river stream in between our camps, but as they kept advancing, Varomir began noticing how the Blues were nowhere to be seen.

“Where are they?” he asked. “They should be right here according to Ellewine.”

“Right here,” Malcolm said.

The Reds gasped. Out of the sudden, the Blues emerged out of the tall grass surrounding the Reds. They had been hiding on the ground, and had now sprouted up like Vietcong ambushing the ennemy by surprise.

The Blues held grenades in their hands. “Grenades” in universe were an alchemical concotion that worked just like their name implied, and gameplay wise, they were just little sacks that dealt 10 damage points to the ennemy’s health if they were to hit the ennemy after being thrown. Normally, getting a shot was difficult, but the Reds were tightly clustered together, so hitting at least half of them was easy, and with little health points left, they’d be “hacked to pieces” (we’re obviously talking about LARP imagination using foam swords) by the surrounding ennemy.

“You’ll lose anyway,” Ryan said. “Just lay down your weapons.”

Varomir nodded and gave the sign for his warriors to do so. They threw their weapons to the ground, surrendering.

“How did this happen?” one of the Reds asked.

“Like this,” I said, appearing from behind the Reds.

They looked, dumbfounded, as I walked through their ranks, and towards the Blues. I had an evil smile on my face. With that smile, the Reds automatically knew they had been betrayed.

“You double crossed us, not them?!”

one of the Reds asked.

“Yep. Went back to my camp and told them all about where you were going to be.”

“Why?”

I walked fast, pushing the Reds and making my way faster and faster towards the Blues. I couldn’t wait to reach them…

As I finally approached my team, I quickly and chaotically began tearing off all the items of armor from my body–the boots, the chainmail, the leather, the gloves, everything. I took off all the clothing underneath too. By the time I had reached Malcolm, Collin and the others, I was once again completely naked from head to toe.

I went down on my knees and literally threw myself at Malcolm and Collin’s trousers, opening their zippers and pulling out their large cocks. A second later, my lips were around them, and I was blowing while making the most desperate moans you’d ever hear in your life–as if I was a starving bitch finally receiving food after days of desperate hunger. I was sucking them probably faster than any girl in history had ever sucked men.

“Shhh…” Collin, said, caressing my hair while a few of the other Blues surrounded me while unzipping their pants and bringing their cocks out. “Everything’s all right now.”

“No… ghlurhh… mglgmbmglb…” I said, choking and gagging on those cocks like my life depended on them. “Everything’s not fine… glrghghgh… glurbrlbrbrgh… You don’t know what they did to me…” I looked up at them, mouth full of cock, with a face that made it seem like I had endured the most traumatic of experiences. “They gave me armor… glurbrlbrbrgh… they treated me like an equal… mglgmbmglb… they didn’t put me in my place… glrghghgh…”

“Shhh baby girl,” Malcolm whispered, pushing his cock down my throat while grabbing my hair with his fist. “It’s all over now. You’re back where you belong.”

“GLURGH… thank you sir… mglgmbmglb… thank you so much…”

Malcolm gave them an ironic look, as if to say: “Here. This is why she betrayed you.”

The Reds were absolutely in shock. They just looked at me, naked, on my knees, blowing those cocks with desperate passion while looking at my masters with utter and complete devotion.

See, earlier on I said I couldn’t wait to get my revenge for how they treated me. By “they,” I meant the Reds. This LARP was my little paradise where I could be the submissive I had always wanted to be. By making me an equal warrior, they had signed their defeat warrant at my hands.

“Come with us to our camp,” Ryan said.

Sighing, Varomir and his men presented their wrists, signalling that they were ready to be restrained, but the Blues chuckled.

“Please brothers,” Michael said as I gagged and moaned on his sock so sloppily that saliva was drooling everywhere over my mouth and chin. “We are warriors, you and us. You may be defeated, but true warriors treat ennemies as equals. We do not restrain equals. Isn’t that right, Ellewine?” he asked as Milo chained my wrists behind my back, Malcolm placed the collar on my neck, and Sam closed the cuffs around my ankles.

“Mhhmglgmhmh… So why am I restrained Sir?”

“You’re not our equal. They are men. Ennemies or not, they deserve more respect than you ever will, girl.”

“Mglblbmmgmgh… Thank you Sir.”

“She’s a stupid fucking whore, but even she can understand this concept.”

“Come, fellow warriors,” Malcolm said. “Let’s have a peaceful talk in our camp. We want to discuss a possible truce.”

And so we returned to the camp of the Blues. My wrists were unrestrained, and the chain used to connect may two wrist cuffs was instead connected to my collar, and I was walked on all fours the whole way to the camp, while all 30 men, Red and Blues, walked above me, fully clothed and armored.

The Reds and most of the Blues sat down around the communal table, but five of my

team members walked me like a bitch to a corner, where they proceeded to restrain my hands behind my back again and fill my mouth with cock. This time, they were extremely gentle, sliding their cocks out of my mouth slowly and lovingly, and just as lovingly, they petted my hair and caressed it. They knew I needed this kind of taking care of after the terrible ordeal I had been through.

“It’s ok baby,” Will said, pushing his masculine authority down my throat. “You’re safe now. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

“Ghlugh… thank you so much…”

Ryan said: “It must have been traumatic for a slut like you, musn’t it?”

“You…” I acted like a sob shook my body, and I began producing tears that ran down my face. “You don’t know how much it scarred me… Oh, Sirs…” I said, looking up at them with my teary eyes as my lips brushed their erect cocks while I spoke. “I’m going to need to be taken care of a lot in the days to come…”

I noticed Jason barely able to hold his laugh, and it made me crack a smile, although I did my best to not lose it and start laughing. My roleplay was beyond fucking over the top and stupid, and we all find the exaggeration of it hilarious.

“Fucking shit Kylie…” Liam said. “You’re such a slut…”

I chuckled. “Shhhh… Don’t break the roleplay. Come on.”

I removed the smile off my face and brought my face back to the pretend-traumatized one as the blowbang took off again. I just loved the idea of being a girl so fucking low, so utterly submissive and slutty, that by this point, I had fully absorbed and accepted the warband’s utter sexism, and actively yearned for it, to the point where the respectful treatment of the Reds was now a traumatic experience.

After a while, I was called to the communal table outside. I walked over to Malcolm, who slapped my ass and grabbed my hair to bring me on my knees. I giggled as I took his cock in my mouth while Varomir watched, sitting right next to him.

“You’re a good girl, Ellewine. You’ve proved how much of a loyal bitch you are.”

“Thank you Sir,” I said, sucking him off. “Seeing as I proved my loyalty and brought us victory, could I have a reward?” I asked, doing pretty, begging eyes.

“What kind of reward are you thinking about?”

I pretended to think while licking his shaft up and down. “Hmmm… a promotion maybe? I’ve finally proved to be loyal and part of this team. Maybe I can finally be one of you?”

The men on my team chuckled. Suddenly, Malcolm pulled me up by my hair and threw me on the table.

“You talk of reward?” Michael said, groping my ass. “You should be ashamed of yourself.”

“Huh? Why?!”

Malcolm slapped my face. “You dared wear armor for an entire day with the Reds. Who do you think you are, bitch?”

“I… I just wanted to help…”

Milo slapped my ass so hard, I went “OW!”

“The stupid slut thinks we need her help. So you just admitted to thinking you’re equal to us?”

I shook my head, desperately trying to undo the hole I had just digged for myself. “No! No! Of course not, I’m a girl, I’m not your equal!”

Another slap to the face. Fuck, it was hurting alot… and turning me on alot too.

“Then how DARE you think that you have any place helping us?” Collin said, joining in the multitude of hands slapping my ass painfully and pulling my hair.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

Malcolm grabbed my face and made me look at him. “Not only are you not going to be rewarded, you’re going to be punished. From now on, you’ll be treated even lower, whore.”

“Yes Sir…” I whispered, all weak and frail.

“Men of the Reds!” Ryan called. “You treated this girl as your equal! Please come and correct this mistake, and put the girl back where she belongs!”

So all the Reds came over and began spanking me. Thirty men calling me a whore, a bitch, degrading me and lowering me into my place. I looked up at Varomir, who was holding my hair.

“You know…” he said. “I like you better this way.”

“Same, Sir.”