Sara could not understand why the tavern owner would send her out to the barn for eggs this close to closing time but she went rather than question his authority and taste his whip. Taking a lantern, she walked out into the warm evening and crossed to the barn. Opening the door, she walked in. The door closed behind her. She spun and saw a tall bearded man standing between her and the door. Her gasp made her large bossom heave, a sight not lost on the intruder. "Nice tits bitch", spoke the bearded man. "Ass looks good from here, Jeb", came a second male voice. Sara turned again a saw a second man, no beard this time, but obviously related to the first. Both men slowly advanced on the scared woman and as their course hands tore the dress from her body she realized the tavern owner had sold her for the night. She tried to scream but rough hands covered her mouth, then a fist slammed into her guts and doubled her over. "Quiet bitch, no sence in waking the dead over a little fucking", said the man called Jeb. Sara, still gasping from the pain of the blow, knew she had to submit or these men would hurt her badly. "You go first, Caleb, your the older brother", said Jeb as her threw Sara to the hay covered floor. The man called Caleb had dropped his drawers and stroked his dirty cock to life, then he pounced on the prone woman and forced into her dry cunt. These guys had no idea how to pleasure a woman, they just pounded away till they came. First Caleb, next Jeb, then Caleb took her up the ass. Jeb forced Sara to suck off his smelly tool and swallow a load of jism. By now the brothers were drunk, sleepy and sated. Soon they were fast asleep and Sara grabbed her torn dress and escaped into the night.

Sara stumbled down the dark paths till she came to a clear running stream. There she waded into the water and tried to wash the stink from her body and the jism from her mouth and genitals. She lay in the cool soothing water for several minutes untill she had the feeling she was being watched. First she thought the brothers had returned to ravish her some more, but when she looked around she saw a tall woman. The womans eyes bore into hers and she felt a sense of security. "Don't be frightened, my dear, I mean you no harm". "I sense you are troubled, come and sit with me and talk about it". Even though Sara had never seen the woman before, she rose naked from the water and walked to her. The tall woman held Sara's head to her bossom. "I am Victoria but please call me Vicky, and your name is"? "I am called Sara", she responded while nuzzling between the firm breasts of the taller woman. They sat down in the grass, the nude barmaid in the lap of the tall beautiful stranger. She then blurted out the story of her rape to this total stranger yet seemingly compassionate woman. Vicky held the nude girl tight and Sara slowly looked up to her face. Vicky bent down and kissed Sara full on the lips. Sara's first instinct was to pull away but she did not, instead she kissed back and held tight to the tall woman. Soon their tongues were interlocked and exploring the depths of their throats. Vicky's hands massaged the fullness of Sara's breasts while Sara's hands cupped the firm buttocks of Victoria. Vicky slipped free of her gown and their two furry love mounds pressed together. Vicky's long fingers slipped between Sara's pussy lips and found the girl's G spot. Sara moaned and shuddered, till Vicky guided Sara's lips to her turgid nipple. Sara mouthed the long hard fleshy knob and was rewarded with a flow of tangy tasting milk which she drank with relish. Vicky gave her the second breast and again she drank. Sara was aglow with passion and made no resistance as Vicky forced her on her back and straddled her nude wet body. Both women spread open the cunt of the other with their fingers and explored the dark caverns before diving in with tongues and slurping up hot pussy juice. Sara barely noticed the twinge of pain when two sharp fangs sunk into her twat, extracted blood and left some fluid of their own. The two naked vixens rolled about in the grass, legs wrapped around bodies, tits held tightly in hand, tongues deep in vaginas. Sara felt herself cumming, Vicky felt it to, she sat up and forced her muff into Sara's face and as the shorter woman flew into orgasm, dropped her head down between Sara's legs and bit deep into the femoral artery in her inner thigh. As Sara's warm blood gushed down her throat, her orgasm filled Sara's mouth with sweet pussy juice. Sara was still swallowing as she slipped into blackness. Victoria effortlessly picked up the sleeping woman and carried her off to a large vacant mansion on the outskirts of the village. Laying the nude girl on a sofa, she kissed her once and turned to leave. Sara would sleep for some time and Victoria still had much to do that evening.