18+. Fantasy. Male. Formerly known as Defeated Liberal on Tumblr (and yes, I'm still liberal). Don't take anything I write here seriously.
Mostly deals with degradation and humiliation of women, including various stories and captions. Will have a lot of stories based on comics, movies, anime, and video games. Don't mind chatting, but not interested in RP.
Linde was a young mage, skilled with several strong spells, and the daughter of the Pontifex. When her father was killed by the archmage Gharmef, Linde set out on a crusade of revenge. However, with nothing but her spellbook and the dress her father gave her to her name, it wasn't long before she had been captured. Luckily, she had been saved by Prince Marth, and seeing as how he was traveling to stop Gharmef as well, Linde tagged along to aid him.
While setting camp at a nearby fortress, Linde traveled outside the walls and headed down to a nearby river, both to wash her dress and reflect on her journey. As she was heading back, she heard yells and spell explosions. Running back to the fortress, she intended to attack from the outside as kind of an improvised pincer attack, but a nearby explosion sent her flying down a hill and hitting a tree. Linde tried to get up, but blackness overcame her as the screams of her allies flooded her ears.
When she awoke, the sun was setting. Linde took a few minutes to get her body working again when she remembered what was going on when she was knocked out. Quickly running back to the camp, she found the scars of battle all around. Most distressingly, she found the corpses of her friends' Pegasi as well as the ripped and broken armor her friends wore. An investigation into the tracks leading out of the castle confirmed her worst fears. They had all been captured... or worse! Gathering what supplies she could, Linde figured they were heading towards the Dolhr captial, since it was relatively nearby. She prayed to Nagi that she wasn't too late.
Unfortunately, without any animals or wagons to ride, the travel was a long one. It took her a week to reach the capital, and most of her supplies had been used up. Wearing a cloak to hide herself, she walked around town to try and pick up clues to Marth's whereabouts when she heard a commotion by the castle. There, she gasped. Marth! He and the other men from the army were set up with nooses, as Gharmef recited a speech about how the rebel army has been defeated. Linde was confused, as Marth's sister Elice and beloved Caeda were standing dutifully at Gharmef's side. Before she could wrap her head around what was going on, the levers were pulled and Marth and his army were killed right before her. Linde gasped and was about to attack, but thought better of it. Gharmef was a powerful sorcerer on his own and was surrounded by an army. Attacking now would only mean she'd die herself.
The next day, after crying over her allies' deaths, Linde decided to rebuild the army in Marth's name. To do that, she needed powerful allies and fighters, and though she didn't want to go there, the best place to find such allies was in the Arena. There, she was told of a powerful knight who would obey anyone who defeated him in combat. If Linde could defeat him, he could be the start of something great, so she entered. The smart decision would be to hide her identity, but she never liked taking off the dress given to her by her father, so she entered under her real identity. Luckily, she managed to get her first match against the knight.
She made her intentions known to the knight, but he merely blew her off, telling her she needed to beat him to get him to listen. Then, the battle began. Linde cast several powerful spells, but was shocked when the knight revealed he was wearing armor that reflected magic. With little in the way of melee combat skills, the young mage was defeated in minutes. She found herself thrown to the floor, her spellbook falling to the side. In a panic, Linde attempted to get back up and find some way to win, but was frozen in shock when the knight brought his sword down on her book, slicing it clean in half. Without the book, Linde was unable to cast her more powerful spells and she realized there was no way she could win. She attempted to get up and escape, but the knight easily ran over and knocked her back down face first. Putting his foot on her back, he pinned Linde as he pointed his sword towards her head. Linde was officially declared the loser.
What happened next was more than what Linde bargained for. The knight the screamed to the crowd that she was one of Marth's rebels and actually tried to recruit him against the Lord Gharmef. As a rebel who lost in the arena, she needed to pay for her crimes. Not liking what he was implying, the girl tried to escape the Arena, but guards all around the entrances assured she was going nowhere. She then heard the crowd chanting for her to be punished. Before she knew it, the strong knight had taken off his pants and boots, revealing his large cock, erect and ready to do its thing. Her eyes were drawn instantly to the large rod, her face red with embarrassment as the reality of the situation was dawning upon her.
Attempting to flee once again, Linde tripped on the front of her dress and fell down flat on her face. Before she could get up, the knight grabbed her legs and held on tight. She attempted to plead with him to let her go, but as soon as she turned her head, he backhanded her, sending her head crashing to the ground. That slap took all the fight out of her, as she knew there was no escape. She felt the knight flip her dress up and laughed at how she wasn't wearing any panties, even announcing it to the crowd, which ate up the shameful fact. Linde began to cry as things turned south so quickly. She felt him grab her hips and raise her ass into the air, then laugh at her being unresisting now. Without even bothering to get her wet first, the knight aimed his rod at his opponent and roughly slammed it in.
Eyes bulging, Linde screamed at the top of her lungs as her body was violated by the evil man. His cock stretched her tight pussy more than she could have ever imagined, and since she was dry, the pumping was hurting her more and more. Within seconds, he reached her hymen and plunged through, causing the young woman to scream again. He announced that she was a virgin, which just caused the audience to get louder as they cheered him to continue raping the rebel bitch. Hearing so many people actively encourage her rape and debasement, all hope began to fade out of the crying girl. Soon, her throat was horse from all the screaming, so she only grunted as the rape continued, the evil man occasionally slapping her ass as he kept plowing her. She mentally apologized to her father for being such a failure and not being able to avenge his death.
Something strange began to happen in Linde, however. As her hope and pride began to slip away, something warm began to take their place. The knight raping her noticed her pussy began to get wet and it was easier to slide in and out. Smiling, he began to mock her for enjoying being raped, calling her a slut and a whore. He then told her of the other female members of the rebel army, who became the whores of the castle. He even fucked several of them multiple times and had them begging for more. Hearing him gloat about raping her friends and how far they had fallen, Linde's body began to get hotter. Her body became flush with heat and her pussy was gushing so badly it began to leak down her legs. This didn't escape the knight's notice, who used this fact to shame and degrade her even more.
Grabbing her arms, the knight pulled Linde up until they were both standing on their legs, but with Linde bent over, still on his cock. With her arms as handles, he began to pump deeper into her pussy, loving how her tight pussy was wrapping around his cock. Linde looked forward and saw the crowd eager to see her further defiled. That, combined with the brutal rape and accepting that Gharmef had a complete victory, took its toll on Linde's body. As tears continued to stream down her eyes, Linde began to pant and moan as she was raped. Her nipples were fully erect and very visible through her dress, telling the knight she wasn't wearing a bra either. After a few more minutes, the knight could no longer hold out and let loose, filling her pussy with cum. He then let go of her arms, causing the girl to fall helplessly to the ground. To shame her further, the knight aimed his last few spurts outside the woman, landing on her valued dress. Linde was a mess, as she could feel the cum leaking out of her pussy while the cum staining her dress made her even more ashamed.
The knight wasn't finished, though. He walked around and kicked the poor girl, causing her to roll onto her back. She barely had time to realize what was happening when he plopped down forcefully on her stomach, knocking the wind out of her and pinning her arms to her side. To her horror, the man then ripped the front of her dress, exposing her bare breasts to the world. It wasn't the exposure of her breasts that caused her horror, but her dress being torn. She subconsciously revealed that it was given to her by her father and was her most treasured possession, which made the knight laugh. He then plopped down his once-again-erect cock in between her busty tits and squeezed them around it, before pumping in and out.
Everything that happened in the past week took their toll on Linde, and with the destruction of her dress, it was the final straw. Her fight was over. She merely lied there on the ground, grunting as the man abused her body once again, not even attempting to get him off of her. She rolled her head to the side and began to cry once again, which just made the jovial knight laugh once again. The crowd had been whipped into a frenzy and were eager to see the abused girl finished off once and for all. Moved by the crowd on his side, the knight furiously pumped his cock in between her tits until he couldn't hold it in any more and exploded once again. Linde was forced to close her eyes as she felt cum shoot straight onto her face, getting on her eyelids and mouth. She shook her head back and forth, which just allowed the man to cover her face in cum.
As he finished, he let the last few spurts land on the top of her dress as he stood up. He grabbed the torn pieces of her dress and used it to wipe the cum from her face before tossing the used garment on her head. Linde merely lied there, unmoving, the disgrace heaped upon her long since taking their toll. Suddenly thinking of one last humiliation, the knight grabbed Linde by the hair and forcefully pulled her up. She yelped in pain but otherwise didn't fight him. The knight then ripped the remains of her dress off of her and tossed it on the ground before tossing the abused woman away, causing her to fall herself. Before Linde could recover, she saw the knight aim his dick and begin peeing all over her dress. She screamed in despair as her greatest treasure was completely ruined. The last thing her father gave her was now permanently disgraced and destroyed. Her spirit broken, Linde crawled into a fetal position and began to sob even harder. After emptying his bladder, the knight walked over, pulled Linde's head up by her hair, and slapped her hard one last time, sending the girl crashing to the ground still sobbing, where he spit on her and told her he'd be seeing her again in the brothel, before motioning to the guards he was finished.
Linde remained on the ground, her body and spirit in shambles, as the knight put on his pants and posed before the celebratory crowd. She didn't really pay attention to the knight, but was lost in sorrow at how much she had lost in the past few days. When the guards came and pulled the young woman up, she didn't resist them at all. She merely stood there as they bound her arms behind her back with heavy iron shackles and then placed a collar around her neck with a heavy chain leash attached. Sniffing back her tears, Linde walked off as her leash was pulled, shamed at being so violated in a public arena. As she entered the doorway leading away from the Arena, she heard the doors close behind her, which felt heavy on her soul.
She entered the Arena desperate for help and assistance.
Instead, she was violated and shamed.
Her fight was over.
Reblogged
Sent!
This blog contains adult content. In order to view it freely, please log in or register
and confirm you are 18 years or older
Archanea Conquered
Chapter 5: Shamed in the Arena
Previous Chapter
Linde was a young mage, skilled with several strong spells, and the daughter of the Pontifex. When her father was killed by the archmage Gharmef, Linde set out on a crusade of revenge. However, with nothing but her spellbook and the dress her father gave her to her name, it wasn't long before she had been captured. Luckily, she had been saved by Prince Marth, and seeing as how he was traveling to stop Gharmef as well, Linde tagged along to aid him.
While setting camp at a nearby fortress, Linde traveled outside the walls and headed down to a nearby river, both to wash her dress and reflect on her journey. As she was heading back, she heard yells and spell explosions. Running back to the fortress, she intended to attack from the outside as kind of an improvised pincer attack, but a nearby explosion sent her flying down a hill and hitting a tree. Linde tried to get up, but blackness overcame her as the screams of her allies flooded her ears.
When she awoke, the sun was setting. Linde took a few minutes to get her body working again when she remembered what was going on when she was knocked out. Quickly running back to the camp, she found the scars of battle all around. Most distressingly, she found the corpses of her friends' Pegasi as well as the ripped and broken armor her friends wore. An investigation into the tracks leading out of the castle confirmed her worst fears. They had all been captured... or worse! Gathering what supplies she could, Linde figured they were heading towards the Dolhr captial, since it was relatively nearby. She prayed to Nagi that she wasn't too late.
Unfortunately, without any animals or wagons to ride, the travel was a long one. It took her a week to reach the capital, and most of her supplies had been used up. Wearing a cloak to hide herself, she walked around town to try and pick up clues to Marth's whereabouts when she heard a commotion by the castle. There, she gasped. Marth! He and the other men from the army were set up with nooses, as Gharmef recited a speech about how the rebel army has been defeated. Linde was confused, as Marth's sister Elice and beloved Caeda were standing dutifully at Gharmef's side. Before she could wrap her head around what was going on, the levers were pulled and Marth and his army were killed right before her. Linde gasped and was about to attack, but thought better of it. Gharmef was a powerful sorcerer on his own and was surrounded by an army. Attacking now would only mean she'd die herself.
The next day, after crying over her allies' deaths, Linde decided to rebuild the army in Marth's name. To do that, she needed powerful allies and fighters, and though she didn't want to go there, the best place to find such allies was in the Arena. There, she was told of a powerful knight who would obey anyone who defeated him in combat. If Linde could defeat him, he could be the start of something great, so she entered. The smart decision would be to hide her identity, but she never liked taking off the dress given to her by her father, so she entered under her real identity. Luckily, she managed to get her first match against the knight.
She made her intentions known to the knight, but he merely blew her off, telling her she needed to beat him to get him to listen. Then, the battle began. Linde cast several powerful spells, but was shocked when the knight revealed he was wearing armor that reflected magic. With little in the way of melee combat skills, the young mage was defeated in minutes. She found herself thrown to the floor, her spellbook falling to the side. In a panic, Linde attempted to get back up and find some way to win, but was frozen in shock when the knight brought his sword down on her book, slicing it clean in half. Without the book, Linde was unable to cast her more powerful spells and she realized there was no way she could win. She attempted to get up and escape, but the knight easily ran over and knocked her back down face first. Putting his foot on her back, he pinned Linde as he pointed his sword towards her head. Linde was officially declared the loser.
What happened next was more than what Linde bargained for. The knight the screamed to the crowd that she was one of Marth's rebels and actually tried to recruit him against the Lord Gharmef. As a rebel who lost in the arena, she needed to pay for her crimes. Not liking what he was implying, the girl tried to escape the Arena, but guards all around the entrances assured she was going nowhere. She then heard the crowd chanting for her to be punished. Before she knew it, the strong knight had taken off his pants and boots, revealing his large cock, erect and ready to do its thing. Her eyes were drawn instantly to the large rod, her face red with embarrassment as the reality of the situation was dawning upon her.
Attempting to flee once again, Linde tripped on the front of her dress and fell down flat on her face. Before she could get up, the knight grabbed her legs and held on tight. She attempted to plead with him to let her go, but as soon as she turned her head, he backhanded her, sending her head crashing to the ground. That slap took all the fight out of her, as she knew there was no escape. She felt the knight flip her dress up and laughed at how she wasn't wearing any panties, even announcing it to the crowd, which ate up the shameful fact. Linde began to cry as things turned south so quickly. She felt him grab her hips and raise her ass into the air, then laugh at her being unresisting now. Without even bothering to get her wet first, the knight aimed his rod at his opponent and roughly slammed it in.
Eyes bulging, Linde screamed at the top of her lungs as her body was violated by the evil man. His cock stretched her tight pussy more than she could have ever imagined, and since she was dry, the pumping was hurting her more and more. Within seconds, he reached her hymen and plunged through, causing the young woman to scream again. He announced that she was a virgin, which just caused the audience to get louder as they cheered him to continue raping the rebel bitch. Hearing so many people actively encourage her rape and debasement, all hope began to fade out of the crying girl. Soon, her throat was horse from all the screaming, so she only grunted as the rape continued, the evil man occasionally slapping her ass as he kept plowing her. She mentally apologized to her father for being such a failure and not being able to avenge his death.
Something strange began to happen in Linde, however. As her hope and pride began to slip away, something warm began to take their place. The knight raping her noticed her pussy began to get wet and it was easier to slide in and out. Smiling, he began to mock her for enjoying being raped, calling her a slut and a whore. He then told her of the other female members of the rebel army, who became the whores of the castle. He even fucked several of them multiple times and had them begging for more. Hearing him gloat about raping her friends and how far they had fallen, Linde's body began to get hotter. Her body became flush with heat and her pussy was gushing so badly it began to leak down her legs. This didn't escape the knight's notice, who used this fact to shame and degrade her even more.
Grabbing her arms, the knight pulled Linde up until they were both standing on their legs, but with Linde bent over, still on his cock. With her arms as handles, he began to pump deeper into her pussy, loving how her tight pussy was wrapping around his cock. Linde looked forward and saw the crowd eager to see her further defiled. That, combined with the brutal rape and accepting that Gharmef had a complete victory, took its toll on Linde's body. As tears continued to stream down her eyes, Linde began to pant and moan as she was raped. Her nipples were fully erect and very visible through her dress, telling the knight she wasn't wearing a bra either. After a few more minutes, the knight could no longer hold out and let loose, filling her pussy with cum. He then let go of her arms, causing the girl to fall helplessly to the ground. To shame her further, the knight aimed his last few spurts outside the woman, landing on her valued dress. Linde was a mess, as she could feel the cum leaking out of her pussy while the cum staining her dress made her even more ashamed.
The knight wasn't finished, though. He walked around and kicked the poor girl, causing her to roll onto her back. She barely had time to realize what was happening when he plopped down forcefully on her stomach, knocking the wind out of her and pinning her arms to her side. To her horror, the man then ripped the front of her dress, exposing her bare breasts to the world. It wasn't the exposure of her breasts that caused her horror, but her dress being torn. She subconsciously revealed that it was given to her by her father and was her most treasured possession, which made the knight laugh. He then plopped down his once-again-erect cock in between her busty tits and squeezed them around it, before pumping in and out.
Everything that happened in the past week took their toll on Linde, and with the destruction of her dress, it was the final straw. Her fight was over. She merely lied there on the ground, grunting as the man abused her body once again, not even attempting to get him off of her. She rolled her head to the side and began to cry once again, which just made the jovial knight laugh once again. The crowd had been whipped into a frenzy and were eager to see the abused girl finished off once and for all. Moved by the crowd on his side, the knight furiously pumped his cock in between her tits until he couldn't hold it in any more and exploded once again. Linde was forced to close her eyes as she felt cum shoot straight onto her face, getting on her eyelids and mouth. She shook her head back and forth, which just allowed the man to cover her face in cum.
As he finished, he let the last few spurts land on the top of her dress as he stood up. He grabbed the torn pieces of her dress and used it to wipe the cum from her face before tossing the used garment on her head. Linde merely lied there, unmoving, the disgrace heaped upon her long since taking their toll. Suddenly thinking of one last humiliation, the knight grabbed Linde by the hair and forcefully pulled her up. She yelped in pain but otherwise didn't fight him. The knight then ripped the remains of her dress off of her and tossed it on the ground before tossing the abused woman away, causing her to fall herself. Before Linde could recover, she saw the knight aim his dick and begin peeing all over her dress. She screamed in despair as her greatest treasure was completely ruined. The last thing her father gave her was now permanently disgraced and destroyed. Her spirit broken, Linde crawled into a fetal position and began to sob even harder. After emptying his bladder, the knight walked over, pulled Linde's head up by her hair, and slapped her hard one last time, sending the girl crashing to the ground still sobbing, where he spit on her and told her he'd be seeing her again in the brothel, before motioning to the guards he was finished.
Linde remained on the ground, her body and spirit in shambles, as the knight put on his pants and posed before the celebratory crowd. She didn't really pay attention to the knight, but was lost in sorrow at how much she had lost in the past few days. When the guards came and pulled the young woman up, she didn't resist them at all. She merely stood there as they bound her arms behind her back with heavy iron shackles and then placed a collar around her neck with a heavy chain leash attached. Sniffing back her tears, Linde walked off as her leash was pulled, shamed at being so violated in a public arena. As she entered the doorway leading away from the Arena, she heard the doors close behind her, which felt heavy on her soul.
She entered the Arena desperate for help and assistance.
Instead, she was violated and shamed.
Her fight was over.