The Tent

She had long realized that the day was coming when she would have to avail herself for the pleasures of her conqueror who had some five months before invaded her homeland with a vicious band and overturned the seats of governing throughout the land, and into his camp he carried off many prisoners and with her being the daughter of the grand seer being the choice vessel of all of them. The unrestrained exercise of brute force has gained this despicable very much and has also taken away very many who sought to resist him including her father at the very end who encouraged the advance of the invader to address and remedy that which he viewed as being evil in the society at large only to fall at the hands of an unknown commodity who promised blue skies but only turned the ground red with despair. She is confined in a special tent that have a duty of guards around it while all of the others who were taken as prisoners along with her are reduced to forced labor and vile entertainments to satisfy whatever desires that the conquerors have a knack for them to perform. She has been set aside due to her near royal status but the beast of the swinging hatchet has roaming eyes that greatly disturbs her as he stares her seemingly out of her raiment's with a cold look in his lustful glare.

She has been counseling her fellow captives to give them hope in these very trying and uncertain times which has had the affect of more or less quieting them from taking drastic actions that will only result in the completion of them as an entity under the fury of the conquers in reply to agitations, and this may or may not be the major factor that the destroyer has not as of yet appeased his very obvious fascinations with her but she sees that her time of grace is swiftly winding down and that soon the intruder will turn to her tent to commit vile acts unseemliness upon her person. During this five month period of time she has made a friend in the very heart of the enemies camp with a commander of a horde of vandals who himself have been overtaken by a love for her and she has successfully used him to make the hardships a little easier for her imprisoned people as much as she can and even hope to convince him into persuading the ravenous looter into allowing them to return to their homes at a soon date. She has personally seen the harshness of her new friend as he was the commander who invaded her village with no mercy and no pity for man, woman, child or beast but now for a higher purpose she hides her great and bitter disdain for him but her current restraint will not be the case if he should make a move to touch her, because she keeps in concealment a dagger of greetings that she ever keeps on her person in the event that roaming eyes and friendship should become aggressive acts to satisfy the lustful whims.

Now it is so that during the hours of the day tensions are increasingly rising between the two savage villains which have been long standing in regards to who should be the leader of this ramshackle mob of hornets, and now, by no means of her own, she has been engraved into the center of the picture and their vying has taken on a more active development to settle the issue of leadership once and for all. And so she has deliberately taken herself to task to aggravate an already tense situation in dear hope that the two hooligans will demolish each other and preferably in full unobstructed view of her justified sight, and this is not so much to avenge her father, because he set a table before the animals and they turned around and devoured even him, but in the hope that this will relieve and mayhap release her and her people and perhaps avail her in getting out of this very unfavorable predicament with her virginity still very much intact. She realizes that she is walking a very fine line to its stretch point of breaking by flirting with those two crop dusters to ignite open conflict between them but she is willing to take the risk for the hoped for gain and what will make her hoped for outcome even more gratifying is that both of those mongrels know that she is doing this by the fact that she makes no effort to disguise her intents by her held-in-check disrespect for the both of them.

On a certain night there is much drinking and riotous behavior in the main camp and as she has been expecting the brute finally comes to her tent with every intention of having his way with her but the heavy drinking sent him tumbling into stupid and when his back was turned she clocked him over his mud brick head with a jug which placed him into a sound drunken sleep. Feeling safe from him she now rips the front of her gown and severely muffles her hair and runs out of her tent screaming in terror. The commander who was also very inebriated jumped to alert at the sound of her voice and dashes in a drunken stumbling run to the area of her tent where upon she races into his arms holding back her vomit caused by the stench of him and weeps bitterly for the lost of her decency at the hands of the dreadful assailant who is now sound asleep inside of her tent. The commanding mongrel pushes her aside in much fury and stumbles into her tent where upon he hammers the head of the sleeping clod and then leaves her tent to be greeted by a gathered throng that takes him by his inebriated neck and turns it inside out. Later on during the next day the horde is in great disarray as they now have no head to guide them and slowly but surely they begin to evaporate leaving the daughter of the grand seer and her people to fend for themselves. Seeing this window of opportunity the daughter of the grand seer wastes no time in gathering her people and together they make tracks away from captivity returning home to rebuild and restore it with she being selected as queen over them.