The sun was rising when Miles shook the cobwebs from his aching head and attempted to stand. His body did not want to obey and he felt very weak. If he hadn't known better, he would have sworn he had a massive hangover. Flys buzzed around the body of the stag and Miles thought he had fallen asleep and dreamed of his sexual encounter but why was he naked if it had been a dream? No, it had happened, he had been fucked silly by the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She must have been passing through the area, gotten horny and he just had gotten lucky, he would never see her again, he thought. He failed to notice two small wounds on his neck and the fact that the stag was devoid of blood.

Miles trekked back to his village, sold the carcass to the butcher and stopped by the local tavern for some food and liquid refreshments. The tavern was owned by a large fat man who abbused the help and was generally a pig. Miles had known him since he settled in the village. Tonight Miles ordered his food and liquor and as the booze loosened his tongue he related his experiences of the prior evening. None of his friends would believe his story of the beautiful wanton who had seduced him the night before and a lot of laughter filled the tavern at his expence. Several hours later with his belly full and his head a bit woosy he wandered to his home and prepared his equipment for another hunt. He had already left when the two brothers showed up at the tavern looking for booze and women. They were new to the area, a couple of lowlife thieves and scoundrels. They sat down, observed the locals and ordered drinks from the comly young woman who approached their table.

Sara worked as a barmaid and had laughed with the rest of the crowd as Miles had told his fantastic tale. Her large firm tits, confined by the low cut dress she wore, jiggled like two bowls of Jello as she laughed but deep in her heart she longed for the attention of a handsome, strong, good man like Miles. She tried to imagine the feeling of wrapping her legs around his hard body and taking his manhood deep into her womb, or her favorite, up her tight asshole. It's not that she was unatractive, to the contrary, she was a very pretty girl. Not to tall at 5'4", with a round face and sandy blond hair, legs well shaped and muscular, soft full hips and ass, and a great set of jugs. It just seemed that she attracted the wrong kind of men. Tonight, her body caught the eyes of the two hard drinking brothers, who, after verbally abusing and physically gropeing Sara for most of the evening, went to the tavern owner and made a deal.