Adventures of Druuna: a Different Telling

[ThePhoenixMan]

Halex traveled with Druuna, anointing himself as her guardian against the perils of the desolate, barren land they were crossing. The sun was full and hot, with nary a cloud in the sky, parching not only the land, but their lips also. The earthen path upon which they followed was cracked and brittle beneath their feet. They had moved with determination and speed, Halex spending most of the time, trailing Druuna, mindlessly admiring the wonderful view of her curves, and reminiscing about their tempestuous encounter over and over again.

Not many words were spoken during the walk, Druuna's determination, evidenced by her purposeful stride. Halex's eyes, occasionally scanned the horizon, looking for any signs of life, whether human, or not. He had spotted a black dot, looming in the distance, and prepared himself for a possible battle. The pair, soon found themselves conversing with a shrouded woman, whose whispered voice matched the dry, cracked surroundings. Halex wondered how the shrouded woman could survive, alone, and in the intense heat, yet did not question her. Druuna had drawn from her the location of a small oasis, lingering just over the visible horizon, slightly to the northwest. They parted ways, the woman remaining silent about the condition of District 5.

Halex's trepidation began to increase after crossing paths with the mysterious woman, unsure of where they'd be heading if the tales of District 5 were true.

Thankfully, the woman's direction was impeccable, Halex finding himself and Druuna at a shallow well, from which Druuna was eagerly drinking. When she had offered him his share, her proffered hand outstretched to him, Halex was rewarded with the sight of a bare breast, its succulent nipple poking out from its base. His mouth watered at the recollection of how the taut rubbery flesh felt inside his mouth earlier that morning. His eyes lingered longer than he had intended, Druuna's voice disrupting his vivid recall of her naked flesh.

Blinking away the image in his mind, Halex drank from the rusty bucket, re-energizing his body for the remainder of the trip that lay ahead.

He heard Druuna's determination to find what it was she journeyed for, despite Halex's claim. Again, he teetered on whether he wished, she was right, or he was right.

The afternoon sun was worse than the morning. Beads of sweat began decorating their flesh, salty droplets falling into his eyes, burning and blurring his vision. The cloaks hung heavily on their bodies.

Halex was shocked when Druuna abruptly shed her cloak, flinging it over her shoulder, walking utterly topless under the baking sun. Trailing behind, Halex could not enjoy the view an occasional vulture overhead was treated with. Besides, he felt somewhat guilty for shredding her top during their heated encounter, leaving her with nothing to wear, other than the cloak.

Druuna didn't seem to give the matter any second thought, parading proudly, shoulders back, head held high in search of District 5. The more Halex thought about it, it seemed okay for Druuna to enjoy the sun and the caramel color it painted her skin with. There was nothing within view on the horizon, and if perchance, someone, or something was spotted, she'd have plenty of time to cover herself back up!

Sure enough, as the sun began to settle, in the distance, they both spotted the upright structures of what once was a bustling little city. Each step brought them closer to the buildings which seemed to grow out of the ground, getting taller, most of whose tops were sheared off, leaving crumpling, decayed statues behind.

Druuna donned her cloak once again, turning her head back over her shoulder and let out a harrumph, as if to say, "I told you so."

Her stride quickened, and Halex hastened to keep up, doing his best to survey the surroundings as they approached an all too familiar myriad of barbed wire, fencing off the city limits from the barren land that surrounded it. A large post hung near the fence, a tin metal sign, designating the area as District 5, hung limp from one rusted nail, securing it to the post. A good strong wind would soon rip the sign from its post.

There was no sign of life within the fenced off area, but that didn't stop Druuna, from searching for an entrance. It was Halex that found a small enough opening, that if one pulled carefully, the other could slip through. He held it open for Druuna, not really having the time to thoroughly enjoy the view of her ass as she made her way inside. Druuna returned the favor, holding the barbed wire so that Halex could join her on the other side.

Now inside the compound, the two moved as one, their haste now slowed by the careful inspection of every corner, and darkened alleyway. There were no fires, no burnt barrels where survivors gathered, as was the norm at District 4. A few doorless shacks made of scrap tins, were passed along the way towards the center of the town, where several brick structures remained somewhat in tact.

There was an eerie silence to the city, that Halex was uncomfortable with. His hand on the hilt of his blade, he was prepared for a battle. The feel of eyes on him, unnerved him, yet, there was no one in sight, only the presumed souls of those who had passed.

Halex remained silent, following Druuna, allowing her to come to her own conclusion that he was right! There was no one left! One by one, she moved from shack to shack, building to building, searching for anything ... anyone!

Coming up empty handed, time and time again, Halex lowered his guard. So when Druuna entered through an actual door, Halex thought nothing of it, following closely on her heels, as if to say, "I told you so..."

The simultaneous clicks thundered through the silence of the city, echoing in the concrete structure they were within. Halex and Druuna suddenly found themselves the target of three large shotguns, aimed directly at their heads. They were surrounded, the ends of the barrels only inches from them. Halex's eyes could see three dirty looking men staring back at him. Then there was an audible "THUD!" Halex felt a pounding in the back of his head, and within seconds, he slipped into blackness as he slumped to the floor in a crumpled heap!

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

Druuna froze, her eyes wide as the adrenaline began pumping through her veins like a Mac truck, appealing to the grimy trio before her she slowly lifted her hands from her sides, spreading her fingers and the moment she did she heard the crack of a rifle butt hitting Halex’s skull. Yelping and making a move for him Druuna dropped her cloak and was suddenly nose to nose with a black barrel in mid-crouch.
“Halex…!”

“Ah ah ahh pretty. Don’t touch… we’ll take care of ‘im.” The lankier of the quartet nudged his rifle beneath Druuna’s chin ‘helping’ her to her feet, and walking her slowly back towards the wall as the other men, stared for a moment, eyes glued to her bare breasts as they trembled with her every step. A groan from Halex brought them to their senses and they began to gather hum up and bind him roughly. “Atta girl…”

At a loss for words Druuna simply obeyed as she carefully tip-toed backwards till her ass hit the filthy wall, bare shoulders pressing into the painted concrete. Examining her enemy she noted the man’s beady green eyes, they were almost sunken into his skull and his face was long, the scruff of a few day’s beard coated his scarred jaw line making his age undeterminable. He was a good 6’4 and despite being slightly malnourished, sinewy muscle clung to his bared arms and torso; there was no doubt he knew how to use them.

“Now…take off your shoes, my mama always said its rude. Trackin’ dirt in somebody’s home…..and the rest of it while your at it. Can’t be too safe… all those diseased vermin runnin’ around.”

“Fuck y…” CLICK. The barrel caressed Druuna’s cheek as she glared up at the bastard and begrudgingly began to kick off her shoes while eyeing the firearm. Seeing her stop her movement the man moved the nose of the gun down the soft flesh of her belly, gently nudging her navel as she grimaced. With a crooked-toothed grin he slid the nose down into the front of her jeans. For a moment Druuna just glared at him, her dark eyes smoldering with hatred as she began unfastening her jeans, the grating of her zipper the only sound in the room, as the others had paused in their task in anticipation. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband she simply jerked them down and wriggled out of the restricting denim, kicking them off her feet to join her shoes on the rubble filled floor.

“Well….don’t look sick….thats good…real good.” His oily voice sent a revolting shudder down the young woman’s spine as he reached out and hefted a breast in his hand. Rough fingers scraping over a dark nipple, tugging at it till the flesh puckered and stiffened, with a growl he forced her to turn her back to him savagely using her breast. “Hands….wall!” Druuna hissed and fell against the wall pressing her palms to it and bowing her head forward; she felt her hips being gripped as he pulled her bottom out and took a step back to admire her, handing off his firearm in the process to a slack-jawed lacky. Closing the distance again he bent to his knees to stick his ugly face directly between her thighs and began to tug her lower lips apart as if intent to use her as a telescope.

“No!” Druuna gasped.

The other men muttered to themselves and began adjusting their own arousals before going back to putting the finishing touches on Halex’s ropes, they knew the pecking order and bossman got firsts. The mans’s fingers probed at her, his rank breath heating her pussy as he quickly drew his tongue over her, causing the girl to jump softly. He dug his fingers into her asscheeks and spread them apart, licking again at her bared sex having enjoyed the sight of her squirming. “What are you…ah!” Druuna squeaked as her heart began to race, his tongue laved over the tender flesh before suddenly shoving its way inside of her.

“Please I don’t want this…” she gasped in a breathy voice, the man firmly bit her labia causing her to shriek before he stood up.

“Don't lie! Your gonna wan’it…I’ll make sure’a that pretty.” The man jerked open the front of his own pants, heedless of the button flying off, and grabbed Druuna by the hair, forcing her to her knees and then further till her palms scraped against the floor, her plump ass sticking up in the air. “Denn….hold’er and hurry it up!”

The larger of the men, a bit on the stocky side shoved his gun to the wall and scrambled over to the boss’s side, circling around till he too knelt on the floor, grabbing Druuna’s wrists in his meaty paws and forcing her to rest on her forearms, ignoring her pitiful cries.

“Please stop, please!” Tears burned behind her eyelids as she braced herself for what was to come, attempting to tighten her muscles against the oncoming attack.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Blackness ... A thundering thudding in his brain ... Muffled sounds ...

Halex groaned and moved his hand to the base of his skull, the source of all his pain. Still shrouded in darkness, Halex realized his hand would not reach the painful spot, the movement of his hand tugging crudely on the other hand. The steel beam that ran from the floor to the ceiling was pressed between his shoulder blades. The beam was wedged between his bound hands and his ass, resting uncomfortably on the rotting wooden floor.

A pain-filled groan escaped his lips as the darkness began to lift, shadowy figures slowly coming into focus as his eyelids fluttered, filtering the harsh reality of light, and how it further agonized the pain in his head.

Slowly the muffled sounds transformed into coherent words, phrases, and sentences. “No! ... What are you…ah! ... Please I don’t want this … Don't lie! Your gonna wan’it …I’ll make sure’a that pretty ... Denn….hold’er and hurry it up! ... Please stop, please!”

Halex was finally able to focus. Though, still a bit blurred, he was able to see his traveling companion pinned to the floor. A burly brute of a man was holding her wrists down as his eyes leered over her naked form. Druuna's pendulous breasts brushed the dusty floor. Her hair was tangled within the fist of the man behind her, his pants drawn down to his knees. The sight of what was about to happen to Druuna elicited a grunt of concern and warning from Halex.

His efforts, however, were met with another severe blow. This time it was his jaw that took the hit, snapping his head to the left, along with a distinctive order to shut up! Halex did his best to stifle the grunt of pain, the taste of blood and salty sweat filling his mouth. His eyes managed to see two additional men in the room, one on either side of him.

It was Druuna's cry that drew his attention back to the scene in front of him. Halex's eyes had fixated on the image, and he immediately grew concerned for Druuna for she could not imagine what was about to happen. The man readying to fuck her had what could not be considered a normal sized cock. It wasn't that he was overly long, but he was immensely thick, and he looked determined to shove the entire thing into her.

The tip must've been the size of a tennis ball, and when he pressed the head against her slick opening, Halex knew that Druuna realized what was in store for her. Despite her pleas, her cries went ignored as the leader thrust his hips forward while reigning back on the lock of hair he held firmly to. Using his leverage, he managed to shove the fat member all the way in to his heavy laden balls, eliciting a gut wrenching cry from the helpless woman whose bleary eyes were in line with the man holding her in place.

Halex was sure Druuna was in pain, though she managed to stifle any further cries by gritting her teeth and biting her lip. Completely at the mercy of their captors, Halex watched helplessly as the apparent leader repeatedly assaulted his target, mashing his groin to the soft cushions of her ass. His verbal assault was just as crude as his physical treatment, tormenting Druuna with vulgarities reserved for streetwalkers and hookers from years gone by.

Halex remained motionless, drained from the pain, unable to escape the situation, merely watching as the ordeal continued. However, much to his amazement, it seemed as if Druuna was rocking back to meet his thrusts. He may have been mistaken, but Halex wondered if Druuna was actually beginning to enjoy this?

It seemed to have lasted an eternity, but the guy finally grunted fiercely, gripping Druuna's wide hips, his fingers dug into her flesh, pulling her fully onto his pulsing rod. Halex could tell by the look of satisfaction and the deep exhaled sigh of relief that the guy had emptied his contents into Druuna.

Sure enough, when he pulled out, a long tether of their combined juices connected his cock to her pussy until the tendril broke. Druuna's head dropped, no longer held by her captor. Had she been defeated? Was this the end of it?

Halex quickly found the answer as the lackey who had filled his mouth with blood, moved in to replace his boss. The skinniest of the bunch already had his cock out, primed and ready for fucking. He didn't find the need to hold onto Druuna's hair for leverage. Her splayed pussy was already overflowing with copious fluids, and his cock slipped in without effort. However, the largest of the group, the man still holding her wrists to the floor, lifted her chin, granting him the opportunity to see her face as she was taken against her will. He delighted in the way her face contorted with each thrust, the way her eyes beheld hatred, yet in some sense, enjoying the feeling in her betraying body.

The man dug his fingers into the supple flesh of her ass, roughly pulling her cheeks apart as his cock sliced in and out, displacing the sluice contained within. The crinkled rosebud of her anus was exposed to him as his thumbs crawled closer and closer to the target. The view of his cock sliding in and out just beneath the tight sphincter was erotically arousing, as was the thought of penetrating the small hole. He knew however, that if that were to happen, the boss would be the first to claim that prize. It was the mere view, and the notion that was enough to send him over the edge, adding his special ingredient to the concoction contained within.

Halex remained quiet, relegated to being a voyeur to the taking of the woman he had assumed guardianship of. By the time the third man moved in behind her and took his rightful place, Druuna appeared spent. Her hair hung down over her face, her chest ached to make contact with the floor, her hips held up in the air against her will. The guy holding her hands to the floor was now holding her head up, but not to look in her eyes, but to bite and chew on her lips as his tongue quickly darted around her mouth each time she gasped from the intruder invading her snatch.

Again, Druuna was taken from behind and ridden hard, trails of displaced semen oozing from within and streaking down her inner thighs to pool around her knees. As hard as it was to fathom, Halex found the scene in front of him oddly arousing. He was in too much pain to sport an erection, but the eroticism could not be denied.

It had taken quite a bit longer for the third man to reach his orgasm. His energies focused on driving his full length into Druuna on each and every thrust. It wasn't until the sheen of sweat on his body matched that already glistening on Druuna's that the man redoubled his efforts and pumped forcefully into her, adding yet again to the mixture.

Druuna's tits had managed to clean the dusty floor from the non-stop rocking motion, yet the growing puddle forming between her knees muddied the collected dust and grime.

When the third man finally pulled free, it was obviously Denn's turn. He, however, opted for a different approach. As he circled the worn out woman, he easily flipped her onto her back. He was much larger and stronger than the others, using very little effort to put Druuna into a position he could take advantage of. His hands were large enough that he maintained his grip on her wrists with one hand, above her head. With his free hand, he quickly freed his raging monster, of studly proportions. He easily wedged himself between her legs and eased his length into her sopping opening, settling his weight onto her as he did so.

The feel of her tits mashing beneath his muscled chest was delightful as he resumed the attack on her lips. He bit and chewed, trying to draw out her tongue from between her teeth, careful not to dip his tongue where she might bite it off. He sawed his length in and out of the slick depths, angling himself to draw his long saber along her clit with each stroke, drilling down into the floor with each drop of his hips to hers. He had continued to keep her hands pinned above her head, his mouth now trailing to her neck as he left distinguishing marks with his teeth. Arching his back, driving his cock deep into her confines, he managed to lower his head to a luscious tit, suckling as much flesh into his mouth as possible before raking his teeth along the sensitive tip, capturing the nipple within his grip. He chewed mercilessly for several minutes, all the while, continually sawing in and out of her splayed body.

Halex contemplated his options as it seemed everyone was entranced by the fucking Druuna was taking from her last partner. He quietly tested the binds of his wrists to no avail, and knew that he was outnumbered, four guns to one knife, which had been taken from him. He knew not what his fate would be, nor what they held in store for Druuna when they were done with her. What Halex did see, however, was Druuna's knees slowly rising from the floor as her current lover continued to plow away. He could see her heels pressing firmly to floor as her muscles tensed. Her hips elevated ever so slightly as time passed by, meeting the thrusts of her tormenting partner.

The light from outside had ceased bathing the room, and now heavy shadows were cast over the copulating pair as his moans and grunts filled the room. The trio urged him on with more crude talk about giving the girl what she needed, what she deserved. It wasn't until the couple was nearly bathed in blackness that Halex saw Druuna thrash her head from side to side, her impaler dropping his full weight onto her with labored grunts, finally freezing solid with Druuna's ankles hugging the back of his thighs. He collapsed onto her, his full length impaled inside, their heavy breathing competing for air amidst the thick musky smell of sex.

Druuna was left like a used rag on the hard floor while the last guy rose and redressed. The men had since retrieved their weapons, and all but the leader, had directed them towards Halex.

With the barrell of his gun nudging Druuna out of her semi-conscious state, he raised her chin to see Halex staring at her helplessly.

"Not bad for a fine lady. We could definitely use your services. You seem to have exactly what we are looking for. However, your friend over here ... we don't have room for losers. Since you've done a nice job to date, we'll leave his fate in your hands. You come with us and keep us happy ... I'll leave his fate to you. Or, if you prefer, you both can meet your fate together!" He snickered evily, and the next sound heard was the click of four shotguns ready to fire ...