Wilted Flower

In the middle of the Ostian countryside, a lone carriage rolled along the road.
	“S-so…um…have you thought of any n-names, Hector?”
	“Huh? Names for what?”
Hector turned to look at his fiancé, Florina. She was blushing as red as the sun and found she couldn’t meet Hector’s eyes no matter how hard she tried.
	“Names for the…our…child.”
Hector sighed. “You know stuff like that doesn’t interest me, Florina. Why don’t you just pick a name for ‘em?”
	“But I want both of us to be part of this. I would be selfish of me to think of a name by myself, I think.”
	“Alright, alright. If I think of a good name I’ll tell you, okay?”
	To Hector, time seemed to fly by too fast for him. Only about a month ago had he said his farewells to Eliwood after fighting with him and many other brave souls to put a stop to Nergal’s evil schemes. While there were many memorable people in that group, the one that stood out most to him was a girl named Florina. After fighting alongside the young Pegasus Knight, Hector found that he had developed a sort of fondness of the girl and her shy ways. Fondness eventually gave way to love and he proposed to her, which Florina accepted with glee.
	“Why are you so hung up on this anyway? We haven’t even…uh…y’know.”
Florina blushed again. “U-um well…it’s nice to be prepared…”
Silence.
	Hector thought to himself, “Damn, I know I’m the Marquess of Ostia now, but they didn’t have to make such a big deal about the wedding. Making me all nervous.” And indeed the wedding was to be a big deal. Everyone that both of them knew were invited to the wedding, so a large turnout was expected. His train of thought is interrupted by a shout from the front of the carriage. “My liege! Riders approach!” Hector looked behind him to see 5 riders quickly approaching their carriage.
	“Heh. Bandits. Looks like a good way to get my blood pumping. Hey! You! Stop the carriage. We’ll stand and fight.”
	“M-my lord? Don’t you believe that to be a bit dangerous? Should we not attempt to abandon the carriage and flee on the horses?”
Hector laughed. “Nah. It’s more fun this way. So, grab your weapon and get ready!”
	Hector grabbed his trusty axe and prepared to face the bandits head on. He noticed that Florina was searching for her spear in order to help fight off the bandits. Hector stopped her before she could find it.
	“Florina, you stay in here. The best thing you can do for me right now is to stay safe.”
Florina attempted to protest with tears in her eyes, but Hector refused her pleas.
	“No buts. Now stay in the carriage.”
Florina sighed, but finally relented. “Okay…just promise me you’ll be okay.” Hector smiled at her and said, “I’ll be fine. What are a few bandits to me?”
	The bandits were almost within striking range. The soldier escort had his spear at the ready and was staring them down. Hector muttered under his breath, “Alright you sons of bitches. Let’s see what you’ve got.” The first bandit was upon them. With one swift swing of Hector’s axe, the legs of the horse that the bandit was riding were severed from it. The bandit was flung at full speed off the torso of the horse several feet away. No way he was getting up from that for a few hours. One down. The next bandit approached using a different strategy. While nimbly dismounting his horse, the bandit fired two arrows at Hector. The first he dodged, but the second struck a glancing blow on his shoulder, tearing into skin. However, the pain just made Hector fight on stronger. Letting out a berserker’s shout, Hector charged the archer and decapitated him in one fell stroke. Two down.
	Turning to his right, Hector saw the lone soldier locked in combat with another bandit. Hector smirked to himself as the battle looked already won. Suddenly, a piercing scream sounded through the area. The shriek catches the soldier off-guard, stunning him briefly. In this moment of weakness, the bandit he was fighting strikes at the soldier’s exposed neck with his sword, removing his head from his shoulders.
	“Hector! H-help me!”
	Hector turned his attention from the dead soldier to the source of the scream. What he saw made him seethe with rage. The remaining bandits had abandoned the hopeless fight and were now using the only leverage they had over Hector: Florina. One of the bandits held a knife close to Florina’s neck as if daring Hector to make a move.
“Well, well, well if it isn’t the Marquess of Ostia and his wittle bwide. Great day for roamin’ the countryside, eh? You better be careful though. Heard there’s a reaaal bad bandit problem ‘round these parts.”
	Hector snarled at the bandits. “I’m giving you five seconds. Let Florina go or I swear I’ll kill you in the most painful way you can imagine.” The bandits started laughing as if Hector had just told the funniest joke in the world.
“Oh…oh man…I think I’m dyin’ here. Uh, buddy? I dunno if you’ve noticed this or not, but you’re kinda outnumbered here. Just a bit.”
	“Time’s up.” Hector dashed at the closest bandit and brought his axe down for an overhead swing. Before connects, Hector felt his muscles suddenly tense up. “What the hell?! C-can’t move…” Out of the corner of his eyes, Hector saw a man with black robes muttering something under his breath. The bandit that was nearly cleaved in twain pushes over Hector as he falls on the ground, unable to react.
	“Hah! You like that? Just a simple nerve paralyzing spell from our Shaman friend over here and you’re down for the count. Now, what should we do with these two?” The other bandit eagerly replied to his subordinate, “Oh! I was thinkin’ maybe we could take ‘em to da boss. He’ll know what to do with ‘em.” That was the last thing Hector heard before unconsciousness took him.



	When Hector came to, it took some time to adjust his senses. His surroundings were unfamiliar to him. He was in a small, damp cellar that smelled of mildew. A bandit watched him warily as he rose to his feet. Checking his wrists, Hector found that they were bound behind his back with iron shackles.
The bandit scoffed at him and said, “Have a nice nap, lordling? C’mon now. Terin’ll want to see you now that you’re awake.” The bandit took a ring of keys of a nearby wall and unlocked Hector’s cell. In a flash as fast as lightning, Hector’s foot was placed expertly into the bandit’s stomach. Hector immediately brought his other leg’s knee into the man’s face, knocking him out cold.
	“Well, that was easy. Now to find Florina and get out of here. Hell, maybe I’ll pay a visit to this Terin fellow. I ought to thank him for his hospitality.”
	After a few unsuccessful attempts at trying to unlock his shackles using one of the keys on the key ring, Hector set onward to find Florina. After several minutes of wandering through what was seemingly an abandoned fortress, Hector found the destination of his search. In a large room filled with many tables were many bandits eating, drinking, and merrymaking. It might have been mistakable for palace feast if not for the scraggly, unwashed look of the attenders. Near the back wall was Florina. But she wasn’t wearing her usual Pegasus Knight armor anymore. In its place was a white dress which covered very little. Florina herself was blushing madly while staring at her feet. Next to her was a man that could only be described with the word “giant”. Even while sitting down on his throne, the man was obviously several heads taller than Hector. An eye patch and the contours of his face belayed the fact that this was a man that had lived through many battles. Hector grinned to himself. This could be a good fight, he thought. Next to him was that damned meddling Shaman from earlier. Who was now pointing in Hector’s direction and whispering to the large man.
	The giant man slammed the goblet he was holding onto the armrest of his throne and shouted “It appears we have a visitor!”
	The loud noises of the partiers slowly quieted down as they turned to look at the entrance to the room, where Hector was still standing. Strangely, they didn’t seem in the least bit worried. In fact, they seemed excited. The giant man smiled in a sarcastic manner and said, “Welcome, Lord Hector. Welcome to my humble abode. I am known as Terin in these parts. I trust my facilities were to your liking? I see you’re enjoying our complimentary shackles.” Terin began laughing, which prompted all of his lackeys to do the same.
	Hector smirked.  “Yeah, real funny. Anyway, I’ve got a wedding to get to, so why don’t you just hand over my fiancé and nobody else gets hurt. How’s that sound?”
Terin laughed even harder. “You? What can you hope to do against I, the great and mighty Terin?”
	“Alright, how about this. Let’s have a duel. Hell, I’ll even give myself a handicap with these shackles. I win, I get to leave with the girl. You win, uh…well if you win I’d be dead, so-“
Terin yawned, seemingly bored by Hector’s negotiations. “Enough talk. It’s time for the main event. The conqueror will claim what is rightfully his. Gera, restrain this oaf, but be sure not to harm him. He’ll be worth a king’s ransom.” Terin turned his back and immediately began walking towards Florina, who had tears in her eyes and was muttering under her breath. Hector’s easygoing expression immediately changed to one of rage as he saw Terin walking towards Florina.
 	“Don’t you dare touch her! I’ll fucking kill you!” Hector screamed as he rushed towards Terin with all of his might. But before long, a familiar tenseness came back into Hector’s muscles as he saw the Shaman named Gera chanting yet again. Hector fell to the floor, unable to move any part of his body.
	Terin, seemingly pleased by Hector’s restraint, finally reached Florina. With ease, the man’s gigantic hand ripped her dress straight from her body, revealing her naked figure. Florina gasped and tried to cover her exposed bits with her hands but to little avail. Terin grinned like a wolf devouring its prey while looking over Florina’s body. Hoots, hollers, and whistles drown out Hector’s screams of anguish as he looks helplessly as Florina is viewed by all.
	“Now, gaze upon my majesty!” Terin bellowed, as he inelegantly tore off his shorts of to reveal his fully erect dick. The man was apparently a giant in more ways than one, as his manhood was abnormally large. Florina gasps and blushes a fierce red. “T-that’s a man’s…”
	Terin laughed at Florina’s reaction and turned to Hector. “What kind of lover are you when you haven’t even made her a woman yet? Allow me to do the honors that you were too cowardly to do.” When Hector screamed out at the top of his lungs, “I’ll fucking kill you!”, Terin simply sighed and said, “Really now, your yelling is getting quite annoying. Will someone shut him up?” A bandit took a nearby rag and stuffed it into Hector’s mouth, silencing his protests.
	Meanwhile, Terin had roughly thrown Florina down to the ground and had prepared to penetrate her. With all of her might, Florina attempted to keep her legs closed and both hands over her pussy to prevent entrance from Terin, but it proved futile. With one swift thrust Terin had thrust his dick into Florina. Hector’s cry of anguish through the rag could not be heard over Florina’s screams of pain and crying from being forcefully penetrated by something so large.
	“H-Hector… I’m s-sorry….”, Florina gasped out between sobs. Terin grimaced. “God damn, this bitch is tight. This crying is really killing my boner here though. Gera! Do something about it.”
“As you wish, my lord.”, the hooded Shaman replied. Gera moved over to Florina and placed a hand on her forehead. Her expression changed in mere moments, from one of despair to a blank expression to one of utter bliss.
	“…der…,” Florina muttered.
Terin seemed actually taken aback by this. “What’d you say? Speak up. I can’t hear you.”
	“I said, fuck me harder! More! I want more!”, Florina practically shouts.
This line earns many a cheer from the bandits and Terin himself who says, “I’ll happily oblige!” Terin began to thrust himself harder into Florina, who’s legs and arms are wrapped around the huge man’s torso.
	“Ohhh….this is the best…”, Florina moaned out as she shuddered with ecstasy.
	Hector looks on in horror as his fiancé, his beautiful Florina, is violated by the enormous bandit lord Terin. Deep within his heart, he even feels jealousy. The man took what was rightfully Hector’s and had his lackey taint her mind. Then why…why was he aroused? Why was he pitching a tent at the sight of someone else taking what belonged to him? Hector’s arousal doesn’t pass by Terin’s hawk-like eyes. “Hah! How pathetic. The little lordling is getting turned on from this. How could you want to marry a man like that, girl?” Florina giggled. “Pathetic…”
	Hector could not begin to sort out his different emotions. Rage, despair, lust, envy. All of these and more he felt at the same time.
	Terin grunted to himself. “Shit. Looks like it’s about that time. Now, listen closely all of you! Your glorious leader is about to reach his limit! Where shall I spread my majestic seed?” The crowd went wild with screams of “Inside her!”. Terin silences the shouts with a single wave of his hand and says, “And how about you, girl?” Florina immediately said, “Inside! Please cum inside me!”
	Terin’s amusement showed on his face. “But what of your husband?” Florina’s expression changed into one of annoyance. “I don’t care about him anymore! I just want to be filled up with your cock! So please…fill my womb with your essence.” Hector had closed his eyes by this point. He could not bear to see any more of what was happening in front of him. At hearing those words escape from Florina’s lips, he thought to himself, “Florina, why?”
	Terin laughed his booming laugh yet again and says, “Well it’s settled then!” before grunting one last time and shooting his load deep into Florina’s womb. As he pulled his dick out of her, a torrent of cum gushed forth from Florina’s pussy. Florina dipped a finger into the fluids and tasted it. “Mmm…it tastes funny, but not bad. Do you need to rest, sir? We can continue when you’re finished.” Terin laughed at this and says, “What a slut this girl is! Even after tasting my majestic cock, she still yearns for more! Men, why don’t you have a little fun with her? I have business to attend to. I’ll return later.”
	All of the bandits hooted and hollered as they began to take off their clothes, each of them sporting sizeable erections but began to argue soon afterwards. “Hey, wait a minute. How do we decide who gets to go first?” “I think I should go first since I caught her in the first place.” “Alright, how about we flip a coin. Heads, I go first. Tails, y-“ “There’s too many of us for that, ya dolt!” The bandits continued to argue with each other for some time until Florina shouted out, “You all can have me at the same time!”
	The bandits are immediately silenced by the girl’s proposition and begin to scramble over each other in an effort to reach her first. “I call the front! I want her pussy!” The first bandit to reach her calls out as he roughly thrusted his manhood into Florina, who moaned out in pleasure. The second bandit to reach her called out to his friend currently thrusting madly into Florina. “Hey. Get on your back, mate. I wanna try something.” The bandit reluctantly paused his assault briefly to flip himself over so that Florina was on top of him. “Hey, Gera. You wanna try out the girl’s ass?”
	The hooded Shaman frowned and responded, “I prefer to keep myself clean of matters of the flesh.” The bandit shrugged and spit on his fingers. “Alrighty. More for me then.” The bandit roughly shoves his index and middle finger into Florina’s asshole in order to stretch it wide enough to fit his dick inside and thrusts it in one motion. Florina gasped at the sudden new sensation and began to moan even louder. Her face was one of lewd pleasure, with her tongue lolling about and her eyes rolled back.
	The next bandit got impatient and decides to take matters into his own hands. “Looks like you’re having a lot of fun there, girlie. But don’t enjoy yourself too much. You’ve still got a lot of work to do.” The bandit shoved his cock into Florina’s face. She eagerly began to lick and suck the man’s cock with the mastery of an educated prostitute. “S-shit! Feels like she’s done this before! You sure now how to pick ‘em, eh lordling?”
	The first bandit had already finished, his unconscious body shoved aside by another bandit who took his place under Florina. The same thing happened to the second and third bandits who seemed to be gasping for air after finishing.
	“That girl is incredible! So tight and she knows how to move her body in all the right ways, too!”
	“Well she won’t be tight for too long after this!”
	Both bandits laugh while one calls out to Gera. “Hey, Gera. What’d you do get her like this?” Gera replied, “I simply unlocked the girl’s inhibitions. I gave her deepest desires form.” Hector began shouting behind his gag. One of the bandits removed the gag and Hector spoke. “That’s bullshit and you know it! You’ve done something to her! Florina would never do something like this! Florina would never…she would never…” Gera sighed. “Believe me or not, that is the intention of the spell.” The bandit laughs again. “Aw. Poor little Hector can’t get it through his head that his girl is a slut. You would never have been able to satisfy her anyway.”
	The exasperated bandits leave the room, leaving only the ones that have yet to have a turn with Florina and ones that are currently unconscious.  The next few hours were a blur to Hector, punctuated by the watching the same cycle happen. One bandit would finish with one of Florina’s holes and another would immediately replace the one that left. All the while, Florina could not contain her moans or looks or ecstasy.
	“Ahhh! I love love LOVE this so much! Never stop!”



	It was finally over. Every bandit in the camp had their turn with Florina, some of them more than once. The room was an utter mess. Unconscious bandits lay everywhere. Everything reeked of cum. And in the center of it was Florina. She was dozing peacefully with an expression of happiness upon her face, her entire body soaked in semen. Hector watched. He waited. He never said a word. Terin entered along with Gera and kicked Hector in his back.
	“Hey. You awake? You like my show? Man, I don’t think we’ve had this much fun for years.”
Hector quietly muttered under his breath. “Kill me.”
	Terin laughed at this. “As much as I would enjoy that, I can’t grant your wish. Castle Ostia would get suspicious if their Marquess suddenly disappeared, don’t you think? No, I have a better plan in mind for you. Gera, if you will.”
“Yes, my lord.” The Shaman walked towards Hector’s prone form on the ground. A hand closing towards his face was the last thing Hector saw before unconsciousness took him yet again.



	“Hector. Hey. Hector, snap out of it.” Matthew waved a hand in front of Hector’s face.
	“H-huh?! What?!”
	“Oh, good. You’re awake. You fell asleep while getting fit for the wedding. Huh? What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost or something.”
	“I…don’t know. I feel like something terrible happened. Something that I need to remember but I can’t.”
	Matthew shrugged. “Well there was that kidnapping incident a few days ago. You and Lady Florina were captured by bandits. What’s strange about that is that they only demanded a few thousand gold. Way less than I would have thought. You sure you don’t remember that?”
	 Hector yawned. “Nope. Don’t remember a thing. Wait…did you say that Florina was kidnapped with me? Is she okay?! I need to see her right now!” Hector tried to rise to his feet, but Matthew placed his hands on his shoulders and stops him. “Whoa, easy there. Florina is fine. She’s the same as her normal self, so it looks like the kidnapping didn’t affect her that much. So what’s this about something you needed to remember?”
	Hector calmed down. “Ah, well, if Florina is safe, then there’s no reason to be worrying about stupid stuff like dreams, right?”
	Matthew laughed and clapped Hector on his back. “That’s the spirit! You should probably go see her, though. She said she had something to talk to you about. She should be in her room around this time.”
Hector rose from the chair and began to walk towards the door the room. Before opening the door, Hector spoke to Matthew.
	“Matthew. Thanks for everything.”
	The short walk through Castle Ostia to search for Florina was uneventful. Upon reaching her room, Hector found that the door was open and Florina was brushing her hair in the mirror while humming to herself.
	“Good. She’s safe.”, Hector thought to himself before speaking aloud. “Trying to pretty yourself up for me? You know, you don’t need to do that. You look beautiful just the way you are.”
Florina gasped as her face turned bright red and she hid the brush behind her back. As she realized the pointlessness of that action, she placed the brush near the mirror and smiled sheepishly at Hector.
	“U-um…hi.”
Hector smirks and strode across the room to place a passionate kiss on Florina’s lips.
	“H-Hector?! What was that for?”
	“Florina. Promise me that you’ll never leave me. I love you more than anything in the world.”
	“But you know I would never leave you. I love you too. Is something the matter?”
Hector broke his embrace with Florina. “It’s nothing. I’m just worried about nothing. Anyway, what did you need to talk to me about?”
Florina smiled at Hector when he asks this. “It’s about names for the…baby. I thought of one.”
Hector grins at this. “Oh really? Let’s hear it.”
	“Terin.”
	Hector froze in place for a moment. Why does that name sound so familiar to him? He began to frown, searching his memory for where he heard that name before. At seeing Hector’s frown, Florina got a downcast look in her eyes. “Y-you don’t like it? Oh…I tried really hard…” Hector immediately lost his train of thought to try cheer up Florina.  “No, Florina that’s not it! It’s a great name! In fact, if we have a boy I think we should definitely name him that!”
	“Really? Thank you! I love you Hector!”
	“I love you too, Florina.”





	It’s been a month since the wedding of Hector and Florina. A lone figure covered in a cloak rushes towards an abandoned fort in the Ostian countryside. Archers atop the fort take aim at the figure but are given a single to hold their fire. The lone figure enters the fort and traverses through it with the ease of one who has been there many times before. The figure reaches a large room which is empty, except for a single man. Near the back wall of the room sits the bandit lord Terin.
	“Welcome. I knew you’d return, girl.”
The figure drops its cloak to reveal Florina’s naked body beneath it. She displays her ample breasts and soaking wet pussy to Terin.
	“Please, master…Hector can’t satisfy me…I need your cock…to rid me of this heat…”
	“Does Hector know that you’re with child?”
	“No…he still thinks that he was my first.”
Terin chuckles to himself. “Good, good. Come to me, girl.”
Florina grins widely and responds, “Yes, master.”