Where the Bad Guys Always Win

Archanea Conquered
Chapter 4: Resistance's End

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Palla solemnly marched through the halls, her arms and legs shackled together with heavy chains. Her green hair covered her eyes, but she didn't bother to move it out of the way. Her sisters, the blue-haired Catria and the red haired Est, followed shortly behind her, also shackled. Around them, several guards were leading them to their destination. The sisters, formerly known as the Whitewings, knew wherever they were being led to wasn't going to be any good.

It had been a week since their capture by Gharmef's forces and transportation to the capital of Dolhr. Since then, they and their friends were constantly raped and abused by their captors. They tried to cope best they could, but sorrow still filled their days. Today was actually the first day since their arrival that they wore clothes, wearing another set of their standard uniform, though they all figured it was ceremonial and if they survived the day it would likely be the last time they would afforded such a luxury. They hadn't seen any of their male allies nor Caeda since arriving at the capital, but Palla suspected their upcoming trip was related to this somehow.

The three sisters were led outside onto a balcony, while underneath them was a large crowd gathered in front of a large platform. The sisters saw many of their female friends chained up on the balcony, most notably Minerva and her sister Maria. The guards escorting them then removed their shackles before locking their wrists above their heads in cuffs bolted to the wall. None of the girls offered any resistance, as they knew it would be futile.

Soon afterwards, the main ceremony began. All three sisters gasped in shock as they saw their male allies, including Marth, Abel, Jagen, Draug, and Cain, were led to the platform. Catria then noticed that on the platforms were several gallows with nooses hanging from them and became terrified. She spoke up and tried to shout down to her friends, but one of the guards appeared in front of her and backhanded her hard. She got the picture and remained quiet. Down below, the captured warriors were led to their individual platforms and the nooses affixed to their necks as Gharmef walked forward with two special guests. Both the women above and the men down below were shocked at who the guests were. It was Marth's older sister, Elice, and his childhood friend Caeda!

Marth called out to his sister and his friend, but neither woman paid him any mind. Palla just barely noticed that both women had their eyes glazed over and guessed that Gharmef must have cast a strong hypnosis spell over the two ladies. But the concern for the girls would have to wait. Gharmef addressed the crowd, unease at seeing their last hope for freedom defeated like this, and gave a short speech. He proclaimed that Marth and his compatriots have betrayed the mighty Dolhr Kingdom and its King, Medeus, and that for such a transgression, they must suffer the ultimate fate as an example to others to not rebel. Marth continued to try and reach Elice and Caeda, but they continued to barely acknowledge him. Gharmef sauntered up and laughed at Marth's plight, grabbing Elice & Caeda's asses to emphasize exactly what their role would be once the day was done. 

Est, unable to watch this any longer, turned her face away, tears streaming down her face. Catria pulled her bonds, trying in vain to escape and save their friends, while Palla could only look on in utter shock. Tears flowed through all three girls as they were forced to watch as their friends and allies, one by one, were hung, their lifeless bodies swinging the wind after a few minutes. The horror of what they just witnessed shook them to their core, so much so that they didn't even noticed Gharmef walking away with Elice & Caeda, hands groping their breasts. As the crowd wailed in despair at having their heroes slain before them, guards came up in front of the girls, smiling at their torment. The head guard laughed at them, telling them they had more pressing concerns ahead as he squished the three girls together, caressing Est and Palla's hips and waist. 

Later that evening, the guards' common area had been temporarily transformed into a brothel to celebrate the deaths of Marth and his army and the complete defeat of the rebels, ensuring Dolhr's rule for several generations to come. Several local women were hired to be waitresses, whether they wanted to or not, and forced to wear skimpy, tight outfits while serving the boorish guards. The main focus, however, was on the captured women of Marth's former army. Minerva and Maria, though sisters, were forced to put on a lesbian sex show for the men, while the rest of the girls had been ordered to please individual men. 

Palla was currently riding one of the Captains, his cock stretching her slit open as she bounced up and down on it. This was the tenth man she's had so far tonight and she was starting to get tired, so being forced to actually do all the work while the vile man controlling her sat back and downed a beer wasn't helping. Every time she slowed down a bit, he slapped her face and sternly told her to keep it up, otherwise she would be brutally punished. Having had such punishments already in her slave life, Palla desperately wanted to avoid it again and tried her best to keep her energy up. Thankfully, her efforts were rewarded with the Captain exploding deep into her pussy. She was sure one of the guards had to have impregnated her by now, but that was of little concern to her now. The eldest sibling, after milking all the cum she could into her pussy, quickly got down on her knees to clean her patron's cock, apologizing for making it so messy and thanking him for the pleasure of serving him once she was done.

Catria, meanwhile, was making out with one of the other guards, his hands all over her body. She was still horrified by what happened earlier that day, but the man currently fucking her knew how to please a woman. He triggered all of her pleasure spots and his cock kept rubbing up against her G-Spot, making her cum multiple times already. It helped that he was a fantastic kisser, exploring her mouth rougher than any of the other men who have had her, but did so in a pleasurable way. His cock was also the perfect size, increasing her arousal. Even though Catria hated all of her rapes thus far, this time she was legitimately getting hot and flustered, gasping for air every few seconds. Even when the guard talked about how great it was seeing Marth and others die and how the rebels being crushed so badly was a good thing, the young girl didn't care. This was the first time in a long time she was enjoying sex, so even if this bastard was gloating about her friends' death, she was going to take the positives where she could.

Est wasn't having as good a time. She was ordered to give her patron a tit fucking, but given that she had the smallest chest of her sisters, it proved to be a relative challenge. Of course, the man Est was currently servicing knew this and constantly mocked the young lady for her failure to get her small breasts around his thick cock. When she paused even for a second, he slapped her in the face and told her to stop being lazy. To make matters worse, the horrible man was constantly mocking her friends, whether disparaging Marth and his crusade to free the continent, or talking about how Elice and Caeda were now Gharmef's sluts and how he was likely fucking them right now. Est sniffed back tears and she silently continued to pump the man's cock, praying that he would finish soon and she could move on to somebody hopefully less disgusting. Thankfully, she did get her wish eventually, as the man felt ready to explode. He grabbed Est's head and forced her down on the cock, trapping the girl as he exploded deep into her mouth. He continued to hold her down as she was forced to drink every drop of his cum. Mercifully, Est was allowed to leave once she showed that she drank every drop. 

All three sisters soon finished up around the same time and wearily sauntered off to the side, where one of the other guards would assign them new men to take care of. The three of them simply knelt on the ground and stared out into the void, their bodies heavy with sweat and cum, and stayed silent, not even acknowledging each other for fear of reprisal. After a few minutes, a group of men came up and wanted to rent out the girls. They wordlessly followed the beefy men upstairs to a private bedroom. 

The girls had barely walked into the room when the men roughly grabbed them by the hair and threw them towards the side of the bed. They yelped and whimpered as their bodies were abused once again, but offered no resistance as the men pulled their hips up and immediately began fucking them. Catria, still highly aroused from her previous coupling, openly moaned as her latest customer continued to fuck her. Palla, meanwhile, saw her sister lose herself to pleasure and was a bit jealous at Catria making the best of a terrible situation. The weight of the reality of the situation, that there would be no hope of escape and she would likely spend the rest of her life as a sex slave, caused the young woman to spiritually let go. She began moaning as well, letting her body get aroused by the use and abuse currently being inflicted on her. Est saw her two sisters give in and heavily thought about doing so herself. She knew by doing so she'd be betraying the memories of her freshly dead friends, but she saw no way of ever honoring their memories, especially since her and her sisters' failure to warn them is the reason they died to begin with and while her good friend Caeda was now a hypnotized sex puppet. Est mentally reasoned that this was what she deserved.

Their torment would last throughout the night, as the group of men would use their bodies for the next several hours. They were fucked in all of their holes and made to beg for more while degrading themselves for their conqueror's pleasure. Once the last man had finished with them, they were dragged back downstairs. All of the girls were given a break where they were allowed to shower and wash up before the celebration continued. This time, the Whitewing sisters were to give the sex show on stage and though all three were extremely tired, they tried their best to please the men that brutally raped them earlier in the day. They continued to be used as cum rags all throughout the night, occasionally passing out before being awoken either by a hard slap or a cold bucket of water.

Come the next morning, the captive women were led back into the dungeon, where they were tossed back into their cells and finally allowed to get some sleep. None of them offered much resistance at this point. Over the next few months, the soldiers would be sent out to conquer the rest of Archanea under the banner of the Dolhr Kingdom, enslaving every new town and kingdom they came across. Upon a successful conquest, they came back and had a victory party with their sluts, using their bodies for all they were worth. Catria and Est broke around the same time, congratulating their abusers for successfully slaughtering their enemies and happily spread their legs for their brutal masters. Palla, though unresisting, took longer to break, but eventually even she joined her sisters in being a happy sex slave.

A dark shadow had fallen on the continent of Archanea. One that would last for several millennia and see humanity enslaved for the rest of its days.

For Palla, Est, and Catria, their days of fighting the shadow's inevitable victory were over. 

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