0 comments/ 8832 views/ 9 favorites The Maiden and the Rogue Pt. 01 By: jlorthia A carriage was traveling from Wrightshire to the desolate wastelands. The lush forest road would soon change into an arid desert. It was a place no one would ever willfully go. Yet the Wasteland held precious minerals and jewels in the rocks. Prisoners toiled in the hot sun uncovering jewel encrusted rocks from the earth. Giant carrion birds hovered in the sky, ready to swoop down and abduct the emaciated workers the moment they fell. This was a labor camp like no other, no one ever sentenced to this fate ever returned. Death was usually slow and torturous. Inside the carriage was a young woman, she was completely nude. Her blonde hair unwashed and tangled obstructed her view. Her large blue eyes welled up with tears. "I didn't do it!" She shouted through the mesh window that separated herself from the carriage driver. "Of course you didn't, that's what they all say." The carriage driver replied back. "I can't do this! Why didn't she just execute me outright?" The young lady shouted. "I can't answer that with certainty, but my guess is that she wanted to humiliate you, to make you suffer, to make you know in your last days that she was all powerful and that you had no power, that you were nothing." The young lady trembled, her chin quivered, she brushed her hair out of her eyes, revealing her strikingly regal face. She held her chin up and sniffled, holding back tears. Her full lips closed and she slowed down her breathing. Still she covered her nudity. Her legs crossed, her right arm pressed against her full breasts. Just a few short days ago she was brimming with pride, she wore the most elegant dresses in the kingdom. She lived in a wonderful palace, filled with every luxury imaginable. She was popular and revered, she was important. She had a dozen suitors trying to impress her, all of which she enjoyed humoring but did not want to lose her power through marriage just yet. She was enjoying her youth, beauty, and power, a husband would stifle her, she would have to obey him, she didn't want that. She effortlessly ordered her servants around, never looking them in the eye, flippantly commanding them with an elegant flip of the wrist or a brisk word. Her servant's feared her, she punished them harshly for not obeying her every word, even when they did she sometimes punished them. Her life was grand and exuberant, flush with luxuries and curiosities. Now she was nude, stripped of her dignity, cast away like she was nothing. "She can't do this to me! This must be some sick joke, I am nobility." "Not anymore you're not. I think all your rights and properties were stripped when you tried to overthrow Queen Astrid." "I NEVER did anything of the sort!" The naked woman said, seemingly offended by the accusation. "Must have did something." The carriage driver whipped his horses, causing the carriage to pick up speed. "After her coronation, I made a passing remark insulting the flower arrangements. How was I supposed to know Queen Astrid personally and meticulously selected those flowers." "A small mistake can get a big consequence from the Queen." "Especially if she is jealous of your beauty." The naked woman said haughtily. "Well, no one's jealous of you anymore, not a soul in the world." The naked woman looked down and let out a huff of indignation. "You're not going to be beautiful for long either." The naked woman's eyes opened, she couldn't believe this commoner was talking to her like he was. "You'll work until your skin and bones." "I will refuse to work!" The naked woman said angrily. "Oh, you'll work, they always get the prisoners to work. They will use you in the worst possible ways." The carriage driver let out a cruel laugh, he was reveling in her demise. "What...do...you...mean...use...me?" The naked woman was scared now. "Do I have to spell it out, they'll rape you, they would love to tear apart a noble piece of meat like you! Right now they are probably chomping at the bit. Hell, Astrid probably gave them special instructions. That Queen is a cruel woman." The naked woman put her head in her hands. The carriage driver laughed as he whipped the horse again. "You know, you could probably make it a few years out there if you willfully service those guards, they could use some companionship. It's not a good deal for them either, no one wants to be stationed in the Wasteland. Yeah, if you just dirtied your knees up a bit and serviced them on a daily basis you could probably last a long time. I'm gettin' randy just thinking about a nice young woman of high birth like yourself servicing those men like a common whore." The carriage driver whipped his horses again. The naked woman was now crying, her fate now finally sinking in. There were no good options for her. There was especially no use in talking to the sadistic carriage driver, he had no sympathy for her. It seemed as no one in the whole kingdom had sympathy for her, no one spoke up in her defense when she was accused of treason and no one would stand up for her now. It seemed as though the world cruelly believed that she was getting her comeuppance. "How could anyone wish such cruelty on anyone, especially someone as special as me." She thought to herself as the carriage rode onward towards her demise. Suddenly the naked woman was tossed across the carriage. The carriage had abruptly stopped. The sound of arrows sailing through the air was everywhere. The carriage guards yelled other voices could be heard as well. "What is happening!" The naked woman yelled out, no one responded. The naked woman saw the carriage driver slumped against the mesh window. She stood up to investigate, putting her eyes up against the mesh. She heard a soft gurgling and saw that the carriage driver had an arrow embedded in his neck. He was still breathing, but not fully aware of his surroundings, the naked woman saw his right eye was glazed over, his hand twitching. Suddenly an arrow stuck directly into the carriage driver's forehead. The naked woman huddled up into a fetal position on the carriage bench, she was terrified. Her eyes were opened wide, she was rocking back and forth in stunned disbelief. The chaos died down, the naked woman could hear voices outside of the carriage. "Oh drat, it seems like a simple prison carriage, there shan't be any bounty here." "Oh, but there may be. There must be a prisoner, maybe if he is not a scoundrel he can join our ranks." Another voice spoke out. "They are always scoundrels, and Rycroft will make us do the deed, the bloody messy deed." The naked woman shuddered as she heard the carriage door open, she closed her eyes as she pulled her knees closer to her naked chest. "...WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE!" A stunned man shouted. "Why it's a naked lady, a pretty one to be exact." "Goddamn, JACKPOT!" "Get Rycroft, he is going to want to see this!" The naked woman spoke softly, "Please don't hurt me." "I can't guarantee that we won't hurt you." one of the men said laughing. "Please...I am... I am... Lady Lillian from the house of Wright." "Hmmm Wright, never heard of that name." Lillian opened her eyes to see a handsome man push aside the two brutes and reach out his hand towards her. "My name is Rycroft, leader of this band of merry bandits, I am pleased to meet you, Lady Lillian." "Get away from me you scum!" Lillian spat, still scared. "Why such hostility? It seems as though myself and my men just saved your life! You were traveling towards the Wasteland, and judging by your attire you were not going there to vacation." "I demand clothing at once!" Lillian yelled out, causing Rycroft to step back. "My lady, you are in no position to make demands. I, of course, would conjure some clothing up if you had asked me nicely. However, you have chosen to forget your manners." Rycroft put his hands on his hips. "Return me at once!" "Return you where?" Rycroft shrugged. "You bandit scum! Heed my demands." Lillian yelled out. "Why is she so ungrateful?" Rycroft looked around confused. "I will have you arrested!" Lillian said looking Rycroft directly in his eyes. "Oh...I see...You are embarrassed, you are nude and we are but lowly cockroaches, gazing at your naked body." "That's right!" Lillian said red in the face. Lillian was humbled and mortified to be rescued by a group of bandits. Her flesh was exposed to commoners, which was not acceptable in her eyes. "It seems to me that you must have done something horrible, to someone even more important than yourself. So I don't think you are in a position to negotiate. You may very well be of noble birth, but in this forest at this moment you are anything but noble. You are under my command...This is my forest and as long as you are in this forest you bow to me! Not your phony royal family, no royal connection or high status sways me...In fact it is just the opposite, I rob and murder your kind to feed the oppressed." Rycroft said getting frustrated. Lillian slanted her eyes and looked right at Rycroft and said, "So help me god I will have you killed!" "That's it, forcibly remove her! No wonder she was headed to the Wasteland, she is FUCKING impossible. She will learn!" Rycroft entered the carriage and roughly grabbed Lillian by the hair, dragging her out of the carriage. "Oh no! HELP! HELP! UNHAND ME!" Lillian screamed. As she was pulled by her hair, she felt her bare feet touch the harsh ground. Lillian was not used to this sensation, to walk in the dirt with no shoes, this was the act of common peasant and not fit for Lillian. She clutched her breasts, but her ass was now exposed to the bandits who were outwardly cheering. "Bad move honey! Trying to pull the nobility card with me." Rycroft dragged Lillian towards a tree stump. Rycroft sat down and pulled Lillian over his lap. "Unhand me you scum!" Lillian yelled out, mortified that a group of bandits was glaring at her naked body. "What are you doing, you scoundrel?" "Teaching you a lesson," Rycroft spoke. Lillian's eyes bulged hysterically as she felt the first strike on her buttocks. "What the hell!" Lillian yelled hitting her fists against Rycroft's shins. "I am giving you a spanking!" Rycroft unleashed a deluge of harsh slaps on Lillian's ass. The last part of her body Lillian wanted to expose to a crowd of jeering bandits was her ass. Lillian never knew what to make of her ass, she saw how men gazed at it, but it was larger than most noble women's ass. She felt her cheeks jiggle unceremoniously as she was spanked. The pain was overwhelming as her pain tolerance had never been tested. Lillian was flush with embarrassment, she could feel her ass burn in pain and it was certainly turning red. Lillian could not help but kick her bare legs wildly as each smack stung her buttocks, she could not help but to lose composure. Lillian's face was probably redder than her ass, her humiliation caused tears to roll down her cheeks. Lillian was losing all dignity and there was nothing she could do to stop it. "Stop laughing at me!" Lillian continued to kick and scream as Rycroft let out unrelenting spank after unrelenting spank. As the punishment continued Lillian began to feel more and more like the spoiled child she was accused of being. Her hysterical blubbering and screaming, heightened her own humiliation, yet there was nothing she could do to stop the flood of emotions that the spanking was unleashing. "Don't look at me! I am not a child! Unhand me!" Lillian cried. Rycroft pulled Lillian's hair back and spoke to her harshly. "Thank me for rescuing you and sparing your life!" Normally Lillian would refuse to capitulate to such a lowly ruffian, but desperate to end her ordeal Lillian complied. "Thank you, sir." Rycroft again let out a harsh burst of spanks, creating an echoing sound, that along with the raucous laughter of the crowd could probably be heard from a great distance. The crowd of bandits laughed as Lillian let out a flutter of leg kicks and arm flails that made her whole body look like a blur. Suddenly without warning Lillian was harshly pushed off of Rycroft's lap, landing awkwardly on the hard dirt. Sobbing Lillian instinctively grabbed her ass, rubbing it and muttering curses to herself. "This my dear is what happens when you try to pull rank on me! Especially when you are in no position to do so!" Rycroft spoke to the crowd of still laughing bandits. Almost effortlessly Rycroft picked up Lillian and slung her over his shoulder. Lillian sobbed softly as her body laid limp, her ass slightly quivering with each sob. The bandit's trudged forward into the forest. Lillian was broken and paralyzed with intense humiliation as she was helplessly carried along. Her sobs became more intense as bandit after bandit made remarks at her expense. There were not just male bandits either, there were also tough female bandits, they seemed to get the most satisfaction out of Lillian's predicament. "Not so noble anymore?" One of the female bandits spoke before slapping Lillian in the ass. "She's mine! Do not touch her!" Ryland chastised the female bandit who spanked Lillian. *** "Let me go!" Lillian kicked her naked legs and softly hit her captor Rycroft on his back. "Don't worry my dear, we are almost near my lair." Lillian could hear the bandits make crass small talk, occasionally making rude comments about Lillian's still red buttocks. The group made their way up a long hill until they came across a large boulder. "Boys!" Rycroft called out. Four bulky men started the heave the boulder until it slowly moved, creating an opening. "It's a dragon's cave! Nice and cold during the summer, nice and warm during the winter." Rycroft strolled in with Lillian still over his shoulder. "Damn you! Let me go!" Lillian cried out. She was still ineffectively hitting Rycroft in the back. "Soon enough!" Rycroft started talking about his lair as Lillian continued to softly hit him and squirm as she paraded Lillian with her still red ass through his lair. "There are plenty of rooms for my band, and don't worry there are no dragons to speak of. We didn't kill any dragon either, that was some knight trying to impress some lady, we would never kill such a majestic and rare beast as a dragon." "Stop your babbling and let me go?" "Certainly m'lady!" Rycroft abruptly dropped Lillian on her sore ass. Lillian grimaced in pain as her ass collided with a stone floor which was padded only with a thin layer of straw. Rycroft sat on a comfortable chair right next to her. "Leave us be!" Rycroft sent his band out and smiled at Lillian who was again in a fetal position sitting up, covering her naked body. "Bastard!" Lillian spat. "You should be thanking me, I saved you from certain death." Rycroft smiled, there was a natural light shining through a large hole in the cave, and Lillian took note of Rycroft's face. He was dashing, he wore a green woodsman's outfit, he sported a well-groomed mustache and a goatee, he was muscular and judging by the smirk on his face he was very cocky. "THANK YOU! THANK YOU! How can I thank you? You humiliated me!" "My lady, my lady I couldn't let you act so monstrously ungrateful. Now tell me, why you were on your way to the Wastelands? You must have done something to piss off the Queen?" Lillian let out a deep breath. "I criticized her flower arrangements. That's it, that's all I did." "What a bitch!" Rycroft said out loud in disgust. "Tell me about it?" "Oh no, my dear I mean YOU! What were you doing criticizing the Queen?" Rycroft laughed at his own joke, Lillian leered at him. "In all seriousness, my lady you people are all horrible, Astrid is, of course, the worst, she is horribly unqualified to be Queen. Oh, She has a temper for sure, her punishments are arbitrary and harsh, yes. But when it comes down to it you are all the same." "I am NOT the same as Astrid! Now give me some clothes you scoundrel!" "See this is what I am talking about, you people expect so much from us common blooded men and women. We toil as you live a carefree life, we starve as you feast. It turns honest gracious gentlemen like myself to lives of crime. Now you insult me and demand I give you clothes to cover your naked flesh." "Yes, I demand it!" "And what makes you deserving of clothing? You had none when I found you." Lillian took a deep breath, "I was stripped in front of the royal court, while Astrid looked on, then hauled off into that carriage to be taken away to my fate." Rycroft shook his head, "You've been through a lot. I'll save the rest of this talk tomorrow." "Give me some clothes, I demand it!" Rycroft looking serious now leaned over to look Lillian directly in the eyes. "Listen! You will make no demands! You are not a member of the nobility anymore! You will not be wearing any clothes until you earn them. You are MY captive and you WILL do what I say." Lillian lurched back fearful of Rycroft. Rycroft let out a cocky smile and Lillian could not help but to spit in his face. Rycroft without making an expression slowly wiped the spit off his face and began to talk again. "Okay, if you insist I will tell you now what your fate is. I will send a ransom to your family and until it is paid in full you will be this lair's servant, you will scrub the walls of this cave, you will clean up our filthy messes, you will wash my clothes, and thanks to your little display of indignation you just did, you will be doing all of this in the nude." Lillian was speechless at first, but then finally responded with a crack in her voice, "I refuse." "No you don't, I have ways of making this work. Now if you don't mind I think we've both had a long day, I will be retiring to my bed. The light from the opening in the cave was becoming dim. "I would rather die than become your servant!" Lillian spoke as Rycroft stood up. Rycroft called out to his fellow bandits. "I am turning in early tonight, bind my new servant to the foot of my bed, make a small pile of hay for her to sleep on." Lillian was forcibly carried off into another room in the cave. In the center of this room was a large bed, even more luxurious than the one Lillian was used to sleeping in. The bandits made a pile of hay at the foot of the bed, and Lillian was swiftly shackled by her ankle to one of the legs of the bed. As swiftly as Lillian was bound to the bed the bandits left, leaving Rycroft and Lillian once again alone in the room. Rycroft put out two torches that added additional light to the room and with a thud landed on his bed. Rycroft seemed to have no problems sleeping as Lillian sobbed. The Maiden and the Rogue Pt. 02 Lillian felt cold water rush over her body and she began to convulse rather harshly, screaming curses and writhing on her haphazard straw bedding. "Wake up time!" A female bandit holding an empty bucket smiled at the naked noble woman. "How dare you!" "You may be gone, Lynn," Rycroft said and the female bandit left with a smile on her face. "Okay, today is the first day of labor, probably your first time ever doing any manual labor." Rycroft clapped his hands with glee. "NEVER!" Lillian spat, her hair was wet and stuck to her face. "Well darling, here is the thing, I've got Methuselah Worms." Lillian's heart sunk, "I thought they were... but a legend." "Oh no, certainly not, I know you probably know the stories, but I'll reiterate on the off chance that you were never told about the sting of the Methuselah Worm. It is well known that their bite can rob a young person of their youth." "It isn't true!" Lillian said worriedly. "Oh, but it is! What are you 25?" "Twenty-Four." "Hmmm, I always seem to be a year off when guessing ages. Well anyway a bite from this worm can turn you from a beautiful 24 year old, with every opportunity to meet a dashing young nobleman and live the life of your dreams into an old wretch of eighty-five, with no hope or future.." Rycroft put his hands on his hips and smiled. "You think you are so clever tricking me like this!" "This is no trick, let me show you the worm." Rycroft left and returned with a glass jar, In it was a disgusting dark red glowing worm, it seemingly had two mouths, it left a trail of what looked like blood wherever it slithered within the jar." Lillian looked terrified, she swallowed deeply, "Its...its...its...just like in the legends." "So what will it be? You clean my lair with some rags, or you lose sixty years of your life?" Lillian's face went white, her breath became sharper." "Why it looks like, you are unable to speak at the moment, I'll give you your rag and bucket of soap, I'll unlock you, if you start cleaning I will know what choice you've made." Again Rycroft left, this time trading the Worm filled Jar for a rag, a bucket of soapy water and a key. Lillian was unshackled and handed a rag and a bucket of soapy water. Looking dejected Lillian stared at her rag. With Lillian's lips quivering she dunked the rag in the soapy water. Then Lillian stood up, her legs quivering, she nearly stumbled as she walked over to the wall of Rycroft's bedroom and started lightly wiping a stain off the wall. Rycroft circled her with his arms crossed. "Wise choice, young lady. But please for the love of all that is holy, put your back into it!." Rycroft slapped Lillian on her naked ass, causing her to squeal and jump up. "BASTARD!" Rycroft swatted Lillian again, "NO! Not bastard, not scoundrel, not scum, I am SIR! Call me Sir, or you will be swiftly reprimanded!" Again Rycroft swatted Lillian on the ass, again making her jump. "I said put your back into it!" Rycroft said harshly Lillian was now crying as she rubbed the rag harshly against the cave wall. "Yes, sir," Lillian mumbled. Rycroft watched as the stain on his wall slowly disappeared, "Good work! Now to introduce you to your other sirs and ma'ams. Lillian resisted somewhat as Rycroft suddenly pushed and prodded Lillian down a cave hallway into a well lit and loud banquet room. The bandits crassly yelled and threw their food at each other like brutes, until Rycroft spoke. "SILENCE!" The crowd nearly froze as they looked at Rycroft standing next to the terrified and naked Lillian, who was now holding her cleaning rag over her breasts and the bucket over her crotch. "I would like to introduce your new and hopefully temporary servant." Lillian closed her eyes in deep shame as the entire bandit crew silently gazed at her. "You may order her around as you wish, as she is your servant, but she is not be touched, all disciplinary matters for this lowly servant shall be handled by myself." With that statement, Rycroft pushed Lillian into the banquet hall and walked away. There Lillian stood, a noble woman naked as the day she was born, acting as a servant for the lowest brutes in all of the kingdom. She sobbed as the brutes began laughing at her expense. They tossed their meat bones on the ground, crumbs spilled out of their disgusting mouths. Lillian would have to clean it all. The female bandit that Rycroft referred to as Lynn approached Lillian rudely chewing a haunch of meat with exaggerated chews. Lynn dropped her meat bone at Lillian's feet. "Waste bags are over there." Lillian looked to where Lynn pointed and saw a bin. Lillian still weak from the horror's of her reduced status walked up and looked into the bins, finding a cache of burlap sacks. Taking one Lillian slowly began to pick up individual pieces of food from the mess hall floor. Lillian crouched down trying to expose as little of herself as possible, this did nothing to stop the rampant catcalling. An hour of raunchy catcalls and several sacks of discarded food later, the mess hall was nearly abandoned. All of the big pieces of food had been cleaned up. Lillian sat on one of the mess hall benches and put her head in her hands to sob. "What the fuck is this!" A large slovenly bandit approached. "I cleaned up all the food," Lillian said her voice cracking. "This place is still a grimy mess." The slovenly bandit harshly tossed aside one of the eating benches. "Get up!" Lillian stood up and the slovenly guard angrily turned the bench Lillian was sitting on upside down. "Now you get on your hands and knees and wipe this floor clean, wench!" Lillian was disgusted but frightened, she could see a large bulge form in the slovenly bandit's pants. Not wanting to cross him she did as she was told. Lillian dropped down to all fours and started cleaning the disgusting cave floor. The slovenly bandit let out a whistle. Bandits started streaming in until they surrounded Lillian, "What a view!" The slovenly guard said as he stared directly at Lillian's ass as she scrubbed the floor. "Look at those swingin' utters!" Another bandit commented as Lillian's breasts dangled down, her nipples almost touching the rancid banquet room floor. The bandits laughed and made comment after comment. "Look I can see her asshole!" One guard said. "Look at her she's swollen down there, I think she likes this!" I do not! Lillian cried out, unable to refrain from defending herself. "The servant's talking out of turn!" The slovenly guard said, with a certain malignancy in his voice. Lillian put her head down, her hair touched the grimy floor. "I'll teach this wench not to talk out of turn." The slovenly guard said as he swiftly approached Lillian from behind. The bandits cheered on. The slovenly guard dropped his pants exposing a large throbbing erection. A crazed look in his eyes came over him. Lillian, seeing her predicament, screamed. The bandits stopped their catcalling and became silent, they knew what the Slovenly guard was up to, but no one seemed to have the courage to stop it. Rycroft was in his room grooming his mustache when Lynn rushed in, "The servant is about to be touched!" "Thank you for informing me, Lynn." Rycroft rushed to get his bow and arrows then ran into the banquet hall. Lillian grimaced as the slovenly guard pried open her anus. "I'll die a happy man, fucking a noble bitch in the ass!" the slovenly guard crudely spoke. "Please god no!" Lillian cried out as she felt the slovenly guards dirt covered hands touch her ass." Lillian crawled on all fours away from the bandit, looking over her shoulder at the crazed man continue to approach her. Drool dripped out of his mouth, he was wild and uncontrollable. "ARRRRRGGGGGG!" The Slovenly bandit stopped in his tracks. The slovenly guard had an arrow in his back, he was stumbling, trying to reach behind his back, he attempted to pull the arrow out. Rycroft approached him. "You disobeyed me! You disgusting rogue!" Rycroft spoke as he swiftly stabbed the slovenly bandit in the heart with a knife, killing him instantly. "The servant is done for the day," Rycroft called out dispersing the bandits. The Slovenly guard was lying dead in a pool of his own blood. "Don't worry I won't make you clean that up," Rycroft said as he led Lillian back to his quarters. Lillian was thankful that Rycroft saved her but terrified of the grizzly scene. She now fully understood that Rycroft was a bold man, who would kill someone at a moments notice. *** "What? No thank you?" Rycroft spoke to Lillian as he chained her ankle to the foot of his bed. "Thank you? For what? You're the one who got me into this mess!" "Show some gratitude!" "You've turned me into your servant. I AM OF NOBLE BLOOD!" "Hush!" "You know I'll have your head for this!" "I just saved you from being ravaged by a disgusting brute." "He was your disgusting brute, he worked for you!" "I can't be picky, I am a bandit. Do you take me for a good person?" "You are SCUM!" "Oh! My dear, hush before I cut your tongue out! Swallow your pride, you know full well I saved you and that once your family pays your ransom you will be free to go, you'll never have to talk about this part of your life again." "What if my family doesn't pay?" Lillian said softly. "Well then, you could earn your way into my group, you could rob the very nobles that turned their back on you." "Never!" "Okay then, in that case, I'd have to kill you." "You'd never!" "Listen, I just killed a man without thinking twice! Do you know how I met that man? He was named Gurt by the way. He saved my life! I had had been caught by a local warden hunting in the specially designated royal forest and he was going to execute me on the spot. I was bound on my knees, the warden's sword was about to cut into my neck and then comes good old Gurt with a huge rock, he smashes the warden's head. Unlike you I was THANKFUL and I took old Gurt in. Of course he never got along with the rest of my band, he had a screw loose, but I remained loyal until he so blatantly disregarded my order...Look my point is, I did not hesitate to kill someone who saved my life, I will not hesitate to kill you, you are someone who has never once expressed even an ounce of gratitude for me saving her life." Lillian let out a sigh, "Fine, thank you. You are right, the wasteland would have been more cruel, congratulations, you are marginally less cruel than the Queen." "Ah, progress! I knew we could become friends." Rycroft then started walking out of his quarters. "Wait! You're just going to leave me here?" Lillian yelled out, naked and shackled to Rycroft's bed. "Well, I have a corpse to dispose of and a feast to eat, don't worry I'll come back with some scraps for you." Rycroft waved as he left the room. Lillian curled up into her familiar fetal position and began to think. She couldn't help being slightly attracted to Rycroft, as sick and disturbing as it was, he was like no man she had ever met. He was stunningly handsome and dashing, his way of speaking and his leadership made him have a certain appeal. Lillian cursed herself for her taste in men. She was always so drawn to dangerous men. She was bored by the courtly manners of the noblemen who tried to woo her. Rycroft didn't care about anything but himself, he was hard to please and he simply took everything he wanted. Lillian's mixture of hate and lust for her captor stimulated her. Hours passed and Lillian began to fade into sleep, but she kept on letting her right hand wander towards her crotch. She had not touched herself in days, she was used to masturbating to orgasm whenever she pleased, but she was surprised that her sexual drive still existed even in the current dire circumstances. *** Lillian couldn't help herself, as she faded into sleep she dreamed of her captor Rycroft ravaging her. In her dream, she protested his advances but secretly wanted his cock. In her dream Rycroft disrobed to reveal his muscular toned body, he bent her over his bed and easily slid his cock into her from behind. Rycroft gripped her hair and fucked her as he pleased. The dream seemed so real, Lillian felt herself leaking juices, in her dream she was on the verge of climaxing, her cries of distress turned into moans, she called out Rycroft's name as he fucked her, beckoning him to continue. "MY WORD!" Lillian woke up from her dream, she was lying face down on her mat of hay still shackled to Rycroft's bed. "What in the..." Lillian realized it was the voice of Rycroft. Lillian realized that she may have been vocalizing his name unintentionally as she slept. Lillian turned over and looked up at Rycroft who was standing with a half eaten haunch of meat in his hand. Lillian felt some wetness on her hand, still groggy she put her hand up near her face. "no...it...canot." Lillian gasped. Lillian's face went white, she must have been stroking herself involuntarily during her erotic dream. "I...I...ummm." Lillian had no words, she looked up at Rycroft completely mortified. "I never expected a noble woman like you to do such a thing," Rycroft said smiling, taunting Lillian. Lillian swallowed and looked away from Rycroft in shame. "Were you having a naughty dream?" Lillian was too mortified to respond. "A naughty dream about little old me?" Rycroft laughed, small bits of chicken shot out of his mouth. "NEVER!" Lillian yelled still looking away from Rycroft. "Then why were you mumbling my name in your sleep? Why were you feeling yourself in that manner?" Rycroft asked smugly. Lillian closed her eyes unable to respond to Rycroft. Rycroft paced around Lillian until Lillian was staring at his boot. "You know Lillian my dear, I've admired you for some time, I just thought a dignified noblewoman like yourself would never fall for a common blooded bandit scum like me." Lillian was speechless, Rycroft dropped a piece of twine down near his shoe. "Tie your hair back," Rycroft ordered. "Why?" Lillian said still staring at Rycroft's boot. "Just do it!" Lillian tied her hair in a ponytail and looked up at Rycroft who was still looming over her. "Let's make this arrangement a little more beneficial for both of us," Rycroft said while looking down at Lillian. "How?" Lillian muttered. "I'll give you some clothes if you prove yourself worthy." Lillian looked down again at Rycroft's boot unable to look him in the eyes, "How?" "Well, first off you call me, "Sir," just as we arranged before. Lillian swallowed, "Yes, sir." Lillian's face grew flush with embarrassment. "You, will have to please me, not only as a servant cleaning my banquet hall but as a lover as well." Lillian's heart sank, "I cannot!" Her voice wavered. "I sense that you are torn." Rycroft was right, Lillian was torn, she both hated and lusted after Rycroft. "Let us see how sure you are about your convictions." Rycroft pulled down his pants, exposing an enormous cock to Lillian. Lillian gasped, it was even bigger than in her dream and Rycroft was right now only partially erect. Lillian couldn't help but stare and examine Rycroft's cock. He seemed to have shaved his pubic hair, his cock was smooth and circumcised. Lillian felt her juices flowing, she badly wanted to touch Rycroft's cock. Rycroft looked down at the visibly swooning Lillian. "Would you like to touch it?" "Yes, sir!" Lillian said in a desperately submissive breathy tone. Lillian gently stroked Rycroft's shaft and gently felt the weight of his balls in her other hand, her breathing became heavy, as Rycroft's cock began to harden as she touched it. Lillian puckered her lips and approached Rycroft's cock head with the intention to kiss it. Rycroft retreated and put his cock back into his pants. "Not yet, you haven't earned it." Lillian lunged forward only to be stopped by her chain. "First you are to get up on your knees and straighten your back." Rycroft smiled as Lillian did what he told her to do. Lillian was red in the face, embarrassed by her own lust. "Now sit up straight put your hands behind your back." Lillian licked her lips and did as she was told. Rycroft walked forward slightly and said, "Now lick my boots!" Lillian looked shocked, her face was red, her teeth grinded together. She was overwhelmed with both lust and anger. "Remember what to say," Rycroft said smiling. Lillian looked at Rycroft with hate and lust in her eyes and said, "Yes sir." Before she lowered her face down towards Rycroft's boots. Lillian was a noble woman naked as the day she was born, on her knees, her large posterior protruding into the air, with her hands placed willfully behind her back, her ankle was shackled to a large bed. Lillian could feel her juices dripping out of her swollen nether regions. Lillian imagined the noble maidens of her former life sitting behind her laughing and taunting her, telling her what a wretched whore she was. Lillian was flushed red with shame as she stuck out her tongue and began to lick the dirty boot. "Look at you...look at you." Rycroft taunted as he watched his naked servant lap her tongue on his boot. Lillian briefly looked up at Rycroft. "I never thought you would lower yourself this far, it's really shocking." Rycroft continued to taunt the humiliated Lillian. Lillian felt the open air caress her swollen parts, she wanted badly to stroke herself. "Do you want my cock in your mouth?" Lillian stopped and looked up at Rycroft, "Yes." Lillian said, breathing heavily. Lillian wondered why she was so attracted to Rycroft. Rycroft backed away. "You didn't refer to me as, "Sir," I am sorry, but this dalliance has to end, I'll give you another try tomorrow." "Yes, sir! YES SIR!, YES SIR!" Lillian pleaded. Rycroft ignored Lillian's cries. "I AM SORRY!, PLEASE SIR! PLEASE SIR!" Rycroft turned around, "Wow, begging so unbecoming of a noblewoman." "Please, sir." Lillian was now panting. "Okay, but this is your last warning, you must always refer to me as "Sir." Rycroft approached and pulled out his enormous erect cock. Lillian eagerly began to lick it, her hands still behind her back. She gently licked the underside of Rycroft's cock with the tip of her tongue. Lillian now fully aroused let herself become immersed in the experience. Lillian licked the shaft and kissed the head of Rycroft's cock. "I love your cock, sir." Lillian couldn't believe that those words escaped her mouth. For a moment, she looked up at Rycroft stunned with his large cock resting on her face. Rycroft ordered, "Put it in your mouth!" Without saying a word Lillian did as she was told, she lustfully bobbed her head up and down on the shaft. Rycroft's cock soon was smooth with Lillian's saliva, Lillian couldn't help but let out pleasurable moans as she sucked Rycroft's erect phallus. "Look at me!" Lillian looked up at Rycroft with lustful and bloodshot eyes. Lillian slowly glided her lips over Rycroft's smooth shaft, moaning gently on his cock as she did. Rycroft then twisted Lillian's ponytail around one of his hands and forced her to stop bobbing her head. Lillian looked up in anticipation, he looked down and smiled wickedly at her. Then Rycroft fucked her face. Lillian at this moment became a sex toy, she did nothing but sit on her knees with her hands behind her back, letting Rycroft harshly fuck her mouth. Lillian felt Rycroft's cock roughly slam against the back of her throat, she gagged again and again, saliva and precum dripping down her chin and onto her thighs. Eventually, Lillian felt Rycroft's balls press against her chin. Lillian couldn't believe that she was taking all of Rycroft's enormous cock in her throat. Rycroft kept Lillian there, looking down as her eyes watered and she gagged. Lillian had never been treated like this, in all of her dalliances with men she had been put on a pedestal and treated so gently, this bored Lillian, as degraded as she felt, she also felt more aroused than ever before. The Maiden and the Rogue Pt. 02 Lillian's eyes bulged nearly out of her head as she felt the first massive squirt of semen hit her throat. Her bare feet kicked against the bed of straw she was kneeling on. Semen kept on shooting down her throat, she could not swallow fast enough. Semen began to squirt out of her nostrils and back onto Rycroft's cock. To Lillian Rycroft's semen tasted pleasant, the taste seemed to arouse her to yet another level of sexual excitement. Then Rycroft loosened his grip and allowed Lillian to gently bob her head on his spent cock. Lillian breathing heavily and looked up at Rycroft and cleaned his cock with her mouth. Lillian smiled at Rycroft, cum still dripping from her chin onto her breasts and thighs. Lillian felt her juices dripping heavily from her crotch. "Sir?" "Yes, my servant?" "May I pleasure myself?" Lillian said meekly. "Yes, do so by humping my pant leg, like a mutt." Lillian's body shuttered at the thought of humping a commoner's leg to achieve release, but she was desperate and began to do exactly that. Lillian looked up at Rycroft as she held onto his legs and gyrated her hips. Her nether regions rubbed against Rycroft's boot. Lillian began to whimper, unintentionally mimicking the sounds of a puppy. Rycroft looked down at his servant impatiently, her eyes bloodshot from the face fucking. "Hurry up!" he commanded Lillian's hips moved faster and her moans became louder. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! RYCROFT! RYCROFT! SIR! SIR! THANK YOU SIR!" Lillian's body went into convulsions her eyes rolled back into her head, she had never had such a powerful orgasm in her life. Still gripping Rycroft's leg she shook and moaned. Then just as she reached her peak pleasure shame creeped in. She realized that at this moment that she had been thoroughly dominated and pleasured by someone with common blood. Lillian nearly fainted into her uncomfortable straw bed. Quivering and spasming, she realized that she received great unparalleled pleasure from her own humiliation. The shame, the humiliation that she felt only heightened her arousal. Lillian wondered if she would come regret these revelations about herself. The Maiden and the Rogue Pt. 03 ..And so it was, Lillian the once proud noblewoman, who at one point took pleasure in making her own servant's suffer, was now reluctantly addicted to her own suffering. She craved Rycroft's cock. "Sir" as she now called him. He was so cruel! He smiled sadistically as made her debase herself again and again. Lillian yearned to be merely a private plaything for Rycroft. She would have preferred to have her carnal debased nature be hidden from the rapscallions that made up Rycroft's band, but Rycroft would not afford her that luxury. Lillian was humiliated daily, cleaning the dank halls of Rycroft's cave. Rycroft had at least afforded her some rags, despite the fact they did not cover her adequately, it was better than her previous total exposure, but still it was far from ideal. All of her cleanings would leave her grimy and disgusting. Lillian would have to bath, cleaning out her every crevasse in an iron tub. The bandit's were free to gaze at her bathing ritual, no privacy was afforded. After her bath, she would have to be inspected by the three female bandits, to make sure her cleanliness was up to standards. She would have to pry open her anus and vaginal area, and lift up each breast. She would have to bath a second time if her cleanliness was not up to the standards set by Rycroft. After she was sufficiently clean she would go to Rycroft's quarters and get down on her knees, she had to put her hands behind her back and open her mouth wide. Rycroft some days would use Lillian's mouth, spraying his semen on her or letting her swallow it. After being used Lillian was forced to stew in her own juices. As the dinner feast approached Lillian was melting with debauched lust. Shamed and humiliated, Lillian would be walked on a leash by Rycroft to the mess hall. Lillian's swollen vaginal lips, exposed as she was paraded like a pet, the whole world could see her dripping wet and expose as a glutton for debasement. Everyone knew she was aroused. Lillian wondered if she was being cosmically punished. All of her past misdeeds led her to be aroused by her own debasement. The greatest pleasure in her life was connected to her most horrible treatment. Lillian often fantasized about the day that Rycroft took her over his knee and spanked her in front of the jeering crowd. Lillian was so distraught and humiliated that day, that she barely recognized her own feelings of arousal, now she thought about that day often and longed to touch herself. In the mess hall as the band of Bandit's ate she would kneel at Rycroft's side, forced to whimper and beg like a dog to get food, she would eat out of Rycroft's hand. Occasionally Rycroft sent her to beg the rest of the bandits. She would be forced to crawl around the banquet hall table stopping by each filthy bandit and beg for food, forbidden to use human words, she would instead be forced to whine and whimper. The bandit's were often cruel forcing her to catch morsels of food in her mouth or force her to do a trick. She would be forced to shake her buttocks, or roll over, or chase her "tail." All the while Lillian felt simultaneous the horrid feeling of humiliating defeat and the utterly pleasurable feeling of sexual arousal. In fact by the time the feast had concluded Lillian often times felt as though she was going to burst, she was uncontrollably horny. Lillian would be led back to Rycroft's quarters, where she would again whimper and beg, but this time it wasn't for food, instead it was for Rycroft's enormous cock. Rycroft would usually allow Lillian to kiss and caress his balls and his cock as long as she did not touch herself. Then for the second time in the day he would use her mouth. He would often times use a switch to spank her as she struggled to fit his cock down her throat. On more than one occasion, Lillian orgasmed with Rycroft's cock in her mouth, her hands still behind her back. But more often than not Rycroft would ejaculate on her and then stand and watch as Lillian pleasured herself while covered in his spunk. Lillian went to sleep most nights yearning for Rycroft's soft bed, in the arms of her lover. Instead, she continued to sleep in a fetal position at the foot of his bed completely in the nude, with no blanket to cover her flesh. Lillian knew that someday soon her family would pay for her ransom and she would have to leave Rycroft. Part of her wanted her old life back, she wanted to regain her dignity, to go back to ordering her own servants around, to wear her large elegant dresses, to gossip, to plan and attend dignified parties. Another part of her wanted to stay in the cold damp cave, worshiping her captor that had demeaned her so very much. *** "Our Courier came back with news from your province." Lillian was just waking, she quickly gathered herself, sitting up in her bed of straw. "What is the news?" Lillian had a tone of excitement in her voice, but her heart sank when she saw that Rycroft had the rare look of genuine empathy in his eyes. "I'll just read the note the courier sent me." The news could not have been good, Rycroft looked disappointed. There could have been numerous reasons why he felt this way. He could be sad that he was not getting a ransom. He could be sad he would have to let Lillian go. Rycroft cleared his throat and read from a scroll. "We regret to inform you that the Lordship of Wright will not be paying the ransom for our most esteemed noblewoman Lillian. Lillian was officially stripped of her noble title the moment she was insubordinate to Queen Astrid. Furthermore, the house of Wright does not wish to go against the Queen's wishes and house a fugitive, Queen Astrid would consider this an act of war. Lillian is most likely better off as a captive under Rycroft the Fox than in the Wasteland, where she would certainly now either be dead, or worse. The house of Wright implores Rycroft the Fox to treat Lillian kindly and not to cede Lillian to the Queen, nor attempt to retrieve a random from the house of Wright." A tear streamed down Lillian's cheek. Before the letter, she was a noblewoman, being degraded as a servant. Now she was officially detached from her noble bloodline. Rycroft uncharacteristically leaned in to hug the weeping woman. "I know, I know, it is tragic." He patted her on the back, showing a tenderness he had yet to show. Lillian's weeping grew stronger as Rycroft consoled her. He spoke again, "I know, I know, I was counting on that ransom." Lillian sniffled and then swallowed. "All you care about is your ransom!?" "Well yes! I don't care if the house of Wright bails you out or not, I just wanted money! Now, what use are you to me?" Rycroft stood up, Lillian put her head in her hands, "Now, what are we going to do? I can't just lead you around like a pet for all eternity, it's already getting boring." Rycroft put his hands up. Lillian looked up, slightly offended, she bit her bottom lip and muttered, "...Why not?" "No! This won't do, I've got to go in the field and rob more carriages, I can't just sit here all day and humiliate you, I have a band of bandits to look out for." "...Please don't kill me, or release me into the woods, I'll die out there, the Queen will get me!" Lillian muttered, hoping that Rycroft would keep her in his lair. He was all she had. Rycroft sighed, "You'll have to become one of us, I'll have to train you to be a bandit. That's the only way I can keep you as my servant, my sexual plaything. You see this was never supposed to be permanent, I need to use you in other ways now." "You...want...me...to, become a bandit?" "It's the only way? Either that or you're pushed off into the forest, at the mercy of nature and the Queen." Lillian breathed heavily, she seemed to have no choice, "Okay I'll do it!" *** Lillian woke to a cold bucket of water being dumped on her. She still wasn't used to this rude awakening, her naked body twitched, she screamed and writhed. "Rise and shine!" It was Rycroft holding a bucket under one arm, the other outstretched as to help Lillian up. Lillian cold and uncomfortable seethed but gripped Rycroft's hand and let him pull her up. Lillian squealed as Rycroft gave her a sharp slap on her partially wet ass. "Are you excited?" Rycroft cheerfully said. "I don't know, what is this initiation?" "Don't worry my dear, the initiation is different for everyone, but you've suffered much worse than what is prepared for you this good morn!" "Are you going to spank me again, in front of the bandits?" "You would like that wouldn't you?" "Walk me on a leash like a dog?" "No,, I've done that before. This one is completely new." Rycroft said smiling. Lillian had become accustomed to her routine, her heart sank slightly when she learned that she would be doing something completely new, it would undoubtedly be extremely uncomfortable. "Will it hurt?" Lillian spoke apprehensively. "No more questions, come hither with me to the mess hall, the band is forming as we speak." "What is my initiation?" Lillian still in the nude stomped her foot. "My Dear! Do not force me to administer a spanking! Do you wish to be officially part of this band of merry outlaws or not?" Lillian swallowed and followed Rycroft out of his quarters and towards the mess hall, she was nude, her hair still sopping wet from being doused with cold water. As Lillian walked she adjusted her hair with her hands and brushed off any excess hay still stuck to her flesh. Despite her constant humiliation, Lillian was still apprehensive about exposing herself in public. Her whole life she was told to be modest and well-dressed, now on a daily basis she was exposing herself to a band of criminals. As much as she yearned to be humiliated, as much as it made her aroused, she still couldn't help but attempt to be modest. The crowd cheered as Lillian entered the banquet hall, instinctively Lillian was covering her breasts and crotch as she entered. This was despite the fact that each and every one of the lowly bandits had seen every inch of her nude form. Lillian was instructed to stand straight up with her hands at her side facing the crowd of ruffians. Rycroft began to make a speech. "Ladies and Gentlemen, outlaws large and small, we are here today because Lillian's family has cast her out of their house, because they wish to maintain favor with the Queen who banished her to the Wastelands." Lillian hung her head, everything that Rycroft said was harshly true. "So now she stands here, as you have all seen her before, completely naked as my personal servant. Yet she will leave this room one of us. But before she can rise to this level, she must suffer through her initiation." The crowd roared with applause. "What will it be?" A bandit cried out, louder than the rest of the chattering crowd. "Lynn get me the device," Rycroft ordered the female bandit named Lynn to get something. When Lynn returned she came back with what looked like a small marble attached to a string with another small marble attached to the other end." "What in the hell is that?" An old bandit yelled out, echoing Lillian's thoughts. "Lillian, get on all fours on the main table, put your head down and stick your ass up," Rycroft said commandingly as the crowd clapped excitedly. Lillian had expected this, to expose herself in some unwanted way, wanting to get the ordeal over with she did what she was told. She felt the familiar cold breeze graze up against her vagina as she put her ass up in the air. Lillian swallowed and closed her eyes, trying to mute the cat calls. Usually, she would eventually be rewarded with an orgasm for enduring so much arousing humiliation, today she was unsure. Rycroft spoke again. "Now Lillian we found this device on some Lysyl invaders, after much speculation we figured out it was a torture device. You are going to have to use your hands to pull apart your ass cheeks, exposing your anus, we are going to insert this device into you." The crowd cheered. Lillian was both relieved and anxious. On one hand she had not once had anything inserted into her anus, Rycroft had only used her mouth up to this point. On the other hand, the device being put into her anus was very small. Lillian suspected there was a catch. As Lillian's face slowly turned red from her humiliating position, she also felt herself become wet, her body was betraying her mind yet again. "Are you ready my dear?" Rycroft shouted over the raucous crowd. Lillian grimaced and curled her toes in anticipation, "Yes!" She shouted wanting to get the initiation over with. Lillian felt the insertion, she let out an embarrassing yelp and her eyes slightly bulged, but then the pain was gone. "You may release your buttocks. But stay in that general position." Rycroft said as the crowd laughed. Lillian did just that and relaxed slightly the feeling was not so terrible. Under different circumstances, she may have liked the feeling. "Now the Lylansyl's sure are creative, Lynn would you squeeze the other end of the device." Lillian was concerned, she thought she felt the round object in her anus expand slightly. "Did you feel that Lillian?" Rycroft asked. Lillian swallowed dread filling her mind, "Maybe?" "Three more squeezes Lynn." Lillian definitely felt the small round object in her anus expand. "Yes, I feel it!" "Five more times Lynn." Lillian's eyes grew larger, bulging as she cursed while wiggling her toes uncomfortably. "Five more times again Lynn," Rycroft ordered as the crowd became rowdier, laughing and yelling obscenities. Lillian too yelled obscenities, "MAKE IT STOP, OH GOD ITS SPLITTING ME IN HALF!" A black bulge was indeed appearing visible inside of Lillian's ever expanding anus. "Five more times Lynn!" "OH GOD NO!!" Lillian screamed before the pain forced her to turn into a hysterical mess. "Look I can see it coming out of her ass!" A bandit yelled most of the bandits ran behind Lillian to gaze at the large black sphere protruding from her anus. Lillian kicked her feet up and down, her eyes nearly bulged out of her head, her face was red, sweat was pouring down her brow. "One more time Lynn," Rycroft ordered, with a sadistic pleasure coming out of his voice. The crowd was drowned out by Lillian's screams, she was breathing heavily, almost frantically. "MY ASS, MY ASS!" Lillian yelled out as the crowd was now in a frenzy. "Ok, Lillian my dear you are going to have to push this one out." Lillian red in the face, yelled in a fury, "PUSH IT OUT, PUSH IT OUT!" "That's right my dear push it out!" Lillian began to move her gut muscles, and she felt a slight budge, but the pain was too much and her anus was too tight to push it out. Lillian cursed and kicked her feet, screaming in pain. "Try spreading your ass cheeks again, darling," Rycroft said Lillian could hear the joy he had in his voice. He was one sadistic bastard. Lillian did as Rycroft said and began to push. Lillian made loud grunting noises, her eyes bulged, her toes spread apart. Lillian's humiliation was incredibly intense, and therefore right below her anus the whole crowd could see that she was aroused, she was swollen and dripping juices down her thighs. "She likes this?!" One of the more dim-witted bandits said slowly as he focused on Lillian's exposed privates. Lillian could feel the large round sphere slowly push further, it was close to finally making its way out. Lillian didn't know how much more strength she had to push it out, she let out a primal grunt and pushed harder. Her neck veins bulged, her eyes wide, her teeth clenched The dim-witted bandit got closer. "Lookie, she's gonna do it!" Suddenly Lillian expelled the black sphere and like a rocket it shot out of her ass, immediately hitting the dim-witted bandit in the head, knocking him on the floor. The crowd laughed hysterically. Lillian then released a humongous pocket of gas, letting out a loud flatulent sound. Some of the bandits were rolling on the ground laughing. Lillian relieved the ordeal was over and simultaneously worried that her asshole had permanent damage, fell onto her stomach and rolled slightly to each side, moaning in pain. Rycroft let the crowd and Lillian recover from their hysteria. Then he announced to the crowd. "She endured her initiation as noble as she could, and now she is one of us." The crowd began to slowly chant Rycroft's last words, "ONE OF US!", "ONE OF US!" Lillian heard the chant, as she felt like the air was passing constantly out of her ass. The crowd was loudly changing the phrase now. "ONE OF US!", "ONE OF US!" "You may put on your garments now, my lady!" A neatly folded green hunter's garb was put next to Lillian as she continues to lay face down on the table. Slowly Lillian put on her garments. It was oddly uncomfortable for her to wear clothes again, but she welled with pride. She was barely able to stand, but when she did she let out as much of a smile as she could. "ONE OF US!", "ONE OF US!" The crowd continued to chant. Many drinks were had that night, Lillian uncomfortably sat at the table for the first time since she had been taken to the lair and she ate with the bandits as an equal. Lillian was carried back to Rycroft's lair, for her anus hurt so much from it's painful stretching that she could not manage herself. When she got to Rycroft's quarters she was gently placed on her own cot. Lillian was disappointed that Rycroft did not engage in any sexual activity with her, yet she was spent from the day's ordeal and still in considerable pain. Despite her pain, Lillian slept better than she had in weeks.