On the edge of the forest, far from where people lived, stood a small house. Through the window, a garden where beautiful flowers grew could be seen. Outside, herbs were drying, from which various medicinal tinctures could be made.

  In the small house lived a mother and daughter. She was an herbalist and taught her daughter this craft so that she could provide for herself in the future, for much knowledge was passed down through inheritance and there was great demand for it. From time to time, she would send her daughter to collect pnts while she was busy preparing.

  Today was a special day for the daughter; it was her birthday. And for this occasion, having sold herbs in the nearest vilge, she bought a chicken, various spices, and sweets brought from the city by a merchant. While she was there, the merchant's son was very ill; she helped him, for which he gave her a bottle of wine as a gift. Upon returning home, the mother pced the bottle on the table. The day was special, so she sent her daughter for herbs earlier than usual, intending to make her a surprise.

  Deep in the forest, a group of bandits made their way through the thickets. They were dressed in tattered clothes and hoods that concealed their faces. From time to time, they looked back, but didn't stop and kept running forward.

  Soon, they emerged from the forest and found themselves on its edge. In the distance, they noticed a house. Gncing at each other, they headed towards it, for smoke was coming from the chimney, and the smell of baked chicken only caused strong pangs of hunger. However, although there wasn't a soul nearby, there could be someone who might notice them, so they walked quietly and carefully.

  Reaching the house, they looked through the window; the sight of the chicken and a quite attractive woman completely clouded their minds. A rge-built bandit kicked in the door and entered. The woman was sorting herbs, preparing to make another tincture, but noticing the man, she grabbed a knife to defend herself. Bandits were not uncommon, but there were very few of them in such a remote area. The man smirked and slowly began to move towards her, going around the table. The woman looked at the doorway and ran. This did not help; other bandits surrounded her, drawing their swords.

  Slowly, she began to back away, pointing the knife at them; tears started to flow from her eyes.

  "How appetizing it smells," said one of the bandits, looking at the woman and licking his lips. "Guys, there's a whole chicken on the table here. And a bottle of wine, I've never seen one like it, rich bitch!"

  The rge man ordered them to grab the woman and tie her up. She understood that she couldn't fight them off with an ordinary kitchen knife. Her daughter would come soon, and she didn't know what they would do to her. It would be better if it was her; perhaps they would leave after they finished their business, as she had nothing else in the house besides herbs and a little money she had earned. So she meekly dropped it to the floor.

  "Do what you want, take everything there is, I only ask you, please hurry."

  The bandits burst into loud ughter.

  "And why are you in such a hurry, huh?" "Such a table, heh heh, you clearly live with a daughter. Ah come on, don't worry, we're not some bastards, we won't touch the kid." - said the smallest one with a nasty face.

  The bandits began to tear off the woman's clothes, exposing her breasts, then her lower part. The rgest one, taking off his pants with one hand, grabbed her hair with the other, bringing her head to his huge cock, his comrades had already begun to feel her not-so-small breasts, drooling.

  "Well, come on, wash my cock, old slut, and just try to touch it with your teeth, I'll knock all your teeth out right away."

  He stank, the bandits hadn't washed for who knows how long, the smell alone was already making him sick. But she knew she had no choice, she still had hope that her daughter would come after they had pyed with her body to their heart's content. So she started taking him in her mouth, although he didn't even fit in her mouth halfway, she had had such an experience with her te husband, so she sucked pretty well, but apparently that wasn't enough for the bandit. He grabbed her head with his huge hand and began to furiously pound her on his cock all the way to her throat, faster and faster. Tears began to form in the woman's eyes, and she couldn't get enough air, even though she was breathing through her nose, the nausea was intensified by the smells. The other bandits were already jerking off their cocks, watching their leader having fun in anticipation of the same. According to their ws, the most important one always tries the woman, and only then the others. Pushing his cock deeper into her throat, making louder moans, he pressed her head to his groin and began to cum hard, filling the woman's stomach with his dirty sperm. Stoically, she accepted and swallowed everything that came out of him, she understood that this was only the beginning, it should be enough, her daughter would come in a couple of hours. She would try to do everything so that they would lose any desire to touch the most precious person in her life. Her thoughts were confused because of fear, she vaguely understood that they could be taken away and sold, killed. But hope dies st.