Mount & Blade: Survival of a Battanian Girl in a Foreign Land

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title is "Mount & Blade: The Girl's Survival in a Foreign Land

- A Game Prologue." The game is currently unfinished due to the fast updates of Mount & Blade, preventing me from using mods properly
. The story revolves around the ecological wonders of Calradia. The witch

Imuriel is a beautiful Battanian girl with light golden hair tied in a single ponytail and striking blue, jewel-like eyes. She is 171cm tall, an average height for Battania, and has an average B-cup bust. However, she was born into a not-so-average commoner family in Battania. Imuriel's mother is the so-called witch in the story, but magic doesn't exist in this world... or something like that. Anyway, Imuriel's mother told her that so-called witches are simply people with special abilities, such as the ability to control their reproductive function to a certain extent; they can choose when to conceive. In the continent of Calradia, perpetual war has left soldiers as cannon fodder, resulting in rampant banditry and a complete lack of security. For women, rape is considered the best outcome; the brutal murders of women outside cities are commonplace. Women, because of their gender, are subjected to special treatment by bandits, their slow, bloody torture leading to death, their screams fading until they are hoarse – truly a childhood nightmare. Witches are exceptionally beautiful, ensuring they are not killed by bandits before they tire of them, giving them a greater chance of survival. They are often used as long-term sex slaves, even being fed, cared for, and kept clean to prevent death or decay. The ability to feign infertility prevents women from getting pregnant, making bandits think they've struck gold. Calradia's marriage system is monogamous, but sometimes women have a small chance of being infertile, meaning they cannot bear children. In such cases, if the family has only one child, it can directly lead to the extinction of the family line. It's said that men can also be infertile; some infertile men have children, so their infertility remains hidden, and they themselves are unaware of it. ...
You ask why Imuriel's mother knows so much detail? Because Imuriel's mother, Truin, told her story. 33 years ago, Truin was 12 years old and living in seclusion in the forest. Her mother, tired of the seclusion and caring for her daughter, left home, leaving a note: "You're grown up enough; it's time to live independently. Go find a man and marry him. I'm going to find men..." Incidentally, witches are ageless; time leaves no trace on them. But when their lifespan is up, they will still die. They die without any warning, as if they're asleep, their lifespan between 80 and 100 years. It's incomprehensible... like being cursed by a legendary spell... Truin, of course, didn't seek out men, because for 12 years she and her mother had been living in seclusion in the Battanian Valley, as if hiding from something. So Truin didn't even know what men looked like. Days passed like this, and when Truin was 17, something unexpected happened. A crow knocked on her door. At first, Truin thought the old woman had finally returned. Opening the door, Truin was startled, but the crow, seeing someone open the door, left a letter and flew away, as if in a hurry... The letter requested all the female wolves of Battanian to come to the World Tree Gathering for an important meeting to discuss something—a possible omens of the Old World's destruction, and something like wontons? Some kind of strange food gathering? Truin clearly misunderstood the letter's contents. Driven by a desire to freeload, she embarked on her first long journey in her 17 years of life, only to find herself trapped in a forest after a day's walk, without even discovering a village. It wasn't a spell; it was simply a forest beyond forest. Now, she couldn't even find her way home. Her memory of home was merely a tree twice her size standing in the middle of a forest valley. Even the valley she had left behind was becoming blurry. Just as she began to fear starving to death in the dark forest, whether by luck or misfortune, Truin was surrounded by a band of robbers…
Truin's appearance was that of a petite blonde girl, only 160cm tall, with her hair disheveled and cascading down her back. Her large eyes made her look young, with only her B-cup breasts proving she was mature. Even today, walking alongside her eldest daughter, Imuriel, she looked more like the younger sister, her large, jewel-like blue eyes being her defining feature… This was something Imuriel lacked; Imuriel's eyes, like her father Bydan, were sharp, and her overall demeanor reflected her strong personality. Truin surrendered to the bandits without resistance and was taken to their lair, where she began her most unforgettable first experience. Seventeen tall forest bandits would spend the longest night with her. The one who would take her virginity was their strongest warrior. Truin was pinned to the table in the hall, the firelight illuminating her body clearly. Her powerless struggles and cries only emboldened the bandits, who began to jeer. Truin's genitals began to wet on their own, as if instinctively knowing what was about to happen. Several hands held her down, preventing her from moving; her face was turned towards the ceiling, preventing her from seeing her lower body. She could only feel two men forcefully separating her slender thighs and gripping them tightly. Soon, a rod-like object pressed against Truin's genitals.
"What are you doing?" Truin asked curiously, but the man didn't respond, only roughly shoving his penis into Truin's vagina.
"Aaaaaah!" Truin screamed, her face turning red. Without hesitation, the man thrust forward, silencing Truin's screams. The tearing flesh rendered her speechless, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. She then began to wail, which delighted the surrounding bandits. "A virgin! We're so lucky today!!!" The bandit raping Truin paused, then thrust even harder, intensifying Truin's pain and causing her to cry incessantly. The agony was prolonged, but with a sudden spasm, Truin felt something inside her. Then the man withdrew his penis, creating space... The surrounding bandits said, "Try not to kill her, she's a rare beauty, hahaha." As the other man left, Truin felt the pain in her lower body begin to subside. She could feel that what the man had left behind was useful to her. When the second man penetrated her, although it still hurt, it began to produce strange sensations. When the third man penetrated her, the pain was gone, but she had no strength left and her body began to relax. The men holding her down also felt this and released their grip. Truin slumped on the table, staring blankly at the ceiling, panting softly as she experienced her first orgasm. Her body began to tremble, and her lower body began to secrete fluid. Three men ejaculated under this stimulation. With the fourth man, Truin closed her eyes and began to enjoy it, motionless as the bandits relentlessly gang-raped her. She discovered she could absorb the semen inserted into her vagina, but each time the bandit's penis scooped out the previous man's semen like a spoon, feeling like a lot was being wasted. She began to focus on converting her energy. With the sixth man, they felt it was too slow to go one by one, so they lifted Truin up and laid her beneath them. Truin, now turned over, was sandwiched between two men like a sandwich filling. The third man used some olive oil to perform anal stimulation on Truin. After a simple lubrication, they brutally penetrated her, causing Truin to grimace in pain. Besides the pain, her entire body became sensitive. The relentless assault on her two orifices made it impossible for her to concentrate; she simply refused to accept the pleasure that followed the pain. This gang rape continued until dawn the next day. Truin, exhausted, fainted. When she awoke, she was locked up. Truin thus became a public sex toy in the camp. Whenever the bandits wanted to have sex with her, they could. Sometimes alone, sometimes in groups, she would fall asleep under the men's gang rape, and wake up the next day to find herself being raped again. The camp was built beside a small river, allowing her to bathe daily. Food was plentiful, especially meat, which was never lacking. The bandits were skilled archers. Wild game couldn't be roasted directly as it was too dry; it was usually cooked with potatoes, carrots, and spices. They were all cooked together in a large pot for an afternoon, so the delicious broth could feed each of the bandits, enough to fill their stomachs. The slave life in the bandit camp even made Truin feel her cooking skills had improved dramatically. A week later, Truin discovered that the camp had far more than 17 people; at its peak, the population reached over 60. She knew this perfectly well. When the camp was overcrowded, she couldn't rest in either of her two caves. Most of the time, only about 20 people were stationed there. However, she never considered escaping because Truin knew she could no longer find her original home... She had nowhere to go. Under the intense gang rape in the bandit camp, Truin found herself becoming stronger than before. This was abnormal because the bandits sometimes brought back ordinary women. These women couldn't survive more than seven days under such gang rape; they would only become numb with pain, then paralyzed in bed, slowly weakening and dying—dried to death. Months passed like this... A group of adventurers, commissioned to wipe out the camp, rescued her. Although attracted by Truin's beauty, the adventurers also raped her. Their leader was a Battanian nobleman. The adventurers were relatively gentle, letting her lie on a bearskin before taking turns on her, which made Truin feel comfortable, as the hard floor or prickly grass didn't bother her. The bandits, however, were brutal; pinching her skin was extremely painful. The ordinary girls who had been captured were covered in bruises and wounds, dying from their injuries. The witch's regenerative abilities are strong; unless deliberately targeted, she is very difficult to kill. Afterwards, Truin was sent to a nearby city called Shawnon, where he became a herbalist. He later married a handsome bard named Bydan, and became pregnant with his child. It was then that Truin learned of the witch's special ability to conceive only when she wanted to. He told this secret to his eldest daughter, Imuriel. The witch's powers are only inherited by women. Her son, Niasen, was otherwise healthy. And so, the family lived happily ever after in Shawnon. (Congratulations!) (

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