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Neville hadn't been sleeping more than a few minutes when he woke with a start to the sound of a door slamming open down

on the main floor and several booted feet stomping loudly into the inn.He jumped to his feet to slip on some clothes.  He suddenly

realized with embarrassment that he'd fallen asleep with the large

cucumber that he had stolen from the garden still shoved up his

bottom.  He lay back on the bed and carefully pulled it out.

 Loving the sensation of pulling it slowly along his anus as he

removed it and he felt very empty when it was gone.  He was

tempted to push it back in and take it out a few times.  He

didn't have time to play again though.  He wanted to know what was going

on.He hid the vegetable under his bed and proceeded to slip on

his trousers and a shirt.  He snuck out into the darkened hallway of the inn

and went past all of the doors to the rooms and then turned the corner at the end.  He followed

along the empty corridor to

a spot in a shadow beside a large vase and behind a railing at the top of the

stairs.  From this hidden position he could clearly see down into the main area.A

very large soldier dressed in full mail armor and a cape stomped across

the room and seated himself at the largest table, followed by two men

who must be under his command.  Soldiers had been passing through

the town off and on for years but none had ever actually stopped at the

inn.  Neville settled in to spy and see what was going on as his

father ran up to the soldier to greet him."Welcome, sir, I hope

that you will find our inn amenable to your needs.  I am your

gracious and humble host Carvell Hawthorne.""Your name is of no

import to me.  Fetch me and my men each a tankard of your ale will you?

 We'll need to be fed as well," the man commanded."Certainly, sir, immediately.  May I ask, will you be needing just the drink and a meal, or will you be staying the night?""My

army will be staying several nights using your lovely little town for our

respite and re-supply and perhaps a little entertainment.  These two officers and I will be

staying at the inn while the bulk of my soldiers have already set up a camp

outside the town to the east.  We are expecting two more of my officers to arrive shortly as well.  We'll

need at least five rooms.  I will require your largest room for

myself of course.""I am sorry, sir, but there is only one room

available and it isn't our largest.  The inn is quite popular and

there are seldom any vacancies so we are lucky to have the one.

 If I may, I would offer my wife's and my room to you.  It's

the largest.  I can also have my son give his room to one of your

men.  The three rooms are all I can manage but I may be able to

make arrangements for a bed or two in town if you wish," Neville's

father offered.The

large soldier stood and punched his mailed fist down on the table to

the sound of cracking wood as he leaned his reddening face toward the

innkeeper, "Do

you know who I am you sniveling drudge?  You are speaking to the

lord high commander Holden Braddock!  I am not accustomed to

having my commands questioned or reinterpreted!  We will have five

rooms and

I will have the largest!  If you require assistance vacating those

rooms

my men here are well armed and they will have no problem relieving your

guests of their lives to relieve them of their need of a bed!

 Fail

to comply with just one of my requirements precisely as it is laid out

to you and I will slit your throat and have my guards find someone else

in town who is capable of fulfilling your duties more effectively.

 Should they fail as well I will do the same to them, and so on.  It

makes no difference to me if the entire town ends up a pile of rotting

corpses in your flea-infested establishment.  Do

you understand me?"Neville's father went very pale and he nodded

quickly.  He rushed into the kitchen to find his wife and she

stopped what she was doing and looked at him in alarm when she saw the

look on his face."My

dear, please listen carefully as this is very important.  Go out

the back of the inn and up the outside stairs to warn all the guests to

get out

quickly and quietly through the back.  They will not be required

to pay for any part of their stay.  It would be in their best

interests to do so quietly so as not to be detected, and to leave town

immediately and stick to the darkness so they are not seen.  Their

lives may be in danger.  They should not seek out the soldiers for

aid as they are the very source of the danger."Neville's mother began to go pale and wiped her wet hands on her apron as she listened further."Come

back to the kitchen

immediately after you've warned them all and help me to prepare five

meals.  Then you'll need to go back up and quickly make ready five

of our best rooms, one of them will be our own, while I serve the soldiers in the main room."She nodded and turned to go out the back, but he grabbed her elbow."Please,

my love, stay out of

sight yourself.  Do not wake Neville.  He should be safe if he

stays in his room and out of sight.  You and I will join him there

later and share his room tonight.  We are all in danger and we

need to make this

go as smoothly as we can.  I may be blowing this out of proportion

but I feel that I am not."She

blanched again at the gravity in his voice and the fear in his eyes and

then she turned and went quickly and quietly out the back door.The innkeeper turned to go back out and serve the ale.Neville

watched the men from his hiding spot.  He

could not believe his eyes.  His hero, Lord Braddock, right here

in his

own home.  This man was the most successful commander in all of

the king's armies and Neville wanted to be just like him.  He did

not expect the man to be quite

so rude but he supposed someone in his position was used to

getting

his way without question.He

watched his father come back in from the kitchen and fill three

tankards and place them all on a large tray.  He then went quickly

to the table with the

drinks and set them down in front of the men.Just then the door

opened and two more soldiers came in."Thurlowe!  Your

timing is perfect as usual.  You must have ridden hard.  Come

and sit and this mewling lackey will fetch you some ale to quench your

thirst," said Braddock.Neville's father graciously bowed and

walked backward from the table then turned to go and get two more tankards.

 The new arrivals joined the others at the large table and the

innkeeper brought over the ale."I'll just duck into the kitchen

to prepare your meals and check on the arrangements for the rooms.

 I will be back with the food shortly and to attend to any additional needs you may

have," said Neville's father.He waited briefly to see if the

commander would ask for anything else.  Braddock simply waved his

hand in dismissal and the innkeeper rushed back out to the kitchen."I'm glad to see you in good health, Lord Commander," said Thurlowe.Braddock

waved his hand in dismissal again and said, "Let's dispense with the

pleasantries.  Tell me of the progress we're making on my plan for

the ogres.""The alchemists have succeeded as well as we'd

hoped.  They've perverted the ogre disease to the point where any

that come near a sick one will catch it themselves immediately.

 It will spread through their population in weeks and decimate

them.  We can go in and clean up the remaining ones after,"

explained Thurlowe."Excellent!  The disease will still not affect humans, correct?""No, my lord, not that we've discovered yet.  Unfortunately, it won't

affect orcs or kobolds either but beggars can't be choosers.  We

were lucky to find out about this particular sickness of the ogres and

to find a way to make it lethal.  There is a common weed, mallow,

which if steeped and ingested in sufficient quantity prior to exposure will negate the

disease's effects and prevent infection.  We will be providing the

drink to any men who will need to deal with our sickened captives

just in case.  We cannot risk the disease corrupting itself

further

and spreading into the human populace.""Good!  The siege engines are ready I presume?""Yes, Lord Commander.  The sick ogres will be brought to the walls of

their

central keep and their bodies catapulted over them and into their

population.  The ogres will not know what is going on and will

likely send their healers to aid the injured plague carriers, but there

is no chance that they will be able to help them if the sickness is

properly advanced.  Even

if they figure out our intent it will be too late and they will be

infected.

 Nothing will stop the disease from spreading out into the wider

population and the monsters will be wiped out.  We will be done

with them without even needing any more than the smallest of our forces

to protect the engines and to go in and clean up afterward.  They

were our most powerful enemies by a wide margin yet in the end they

will be the easiest to dispose of.""When will we be ready to proceed?""In

less than a week my lord.  The ogre healers

are extremely adept at their craft and we need to make sure they have

no chance at successfully treating the illness.  The alchemists

want to

ensure the disease has progressed as far as possible in the captives to

be certain that they are lethal to the others and cannot possibly be

helped even

by their most skilled physicians.  This will also ensure that the

physicians themselves will be the first to die, leaving the rest of the

ogres quite helpless," Thurlowe replied.Braddock

nodded and then turned to the other officer that had entered with

Thurlowe and asked, "Blackwood, what of the orcs?  Are they still

cowed by our capture of their sacred city?""Yes, my lord," Blackwood replied, "It was a brilliant stroke to pull back the bulk of our

forces from the other fronts and use them to take the city.  The

orcs have been utterly demoralized by the loss of it.  We have

sent scouts out into their lands and we find only small bands of

civilian refugees trying to escape to the ogre domains.  They are

only women and children and some of their priests with no fighters to be

seen.  We kill them as we find them needless to say."Thurlowe added, "We

believe the remainder of the orc forces may be attempting to regroup

and head to the ogre domains to seek help from their allies.  It

will take them time to reach the ogres though and they will likely

arrive just as

the first of the sick ones are dying off, so there will be no help for the orcs there.  We will need to fight

the remaining orc armies, but by then we'll have our entire main force

reassembled after we've dealt with the kobolds and they will not have a

chance.  We've pulled back the bulk of the force that was used to

take the orc city and they are joining up with the rest of the king's

armies as we speak and marching here as quickly as they can.  They

should be arriving in a couple of days.""Good!" said Commander

Braddock, "We've been doing our part here as well.  Our subterfuge

appears to have been bought lock stock and barrel.  We have the

kobolds believing the king's armies have broken up into ragtag,

ineffective mercenary groups.  We've sacrificed a few of our own

villages to make it convincing.  It has been extremely entertaining for the men.  We have just one more village to

destroy to complete the ruse, the one we're sitting in now.  This

one will be the last.  Our

scouts have reported that the kobolds

are massing their entire army to strike at us while they think we do

not have large or cohesive enough forces to resist them.  The bulk

of their force had been heading to the orc domain to help them defend

their city but when they received word of the sacking they realized

they were too late to aid their allies.  They have started back towards us now

and are somewhere northeast between the orcs' domain and ours.  They are

no more than a week's hard march away.  When the kobold scouts

move forward to

study the situation they will find a smoking ruin here at the pass and

think that it's been plundered by our own mercenaries, which I suppose

technically speaking it will have been, and they will know

that it's time to strike.""It's

an excellent plan, my lord," said Thurlowe, "The prowess and cunning of

the kobolds in battle was quickly becoming an insurmountable challenge

for us.  We would stand no chance at ultimate victory if we

continued fighting them in the open field.  Drawing them to their

utter doom in the mountain pass is a brilliant maneuver.""It's

taken me a long time to arrange all of these events, but we're finally

near a conclusion to this conflict in our favor.  The catapults

have already been assembled up in the mountains

around this village.  When the king's main force arrives we'll

move half of them out under cover of darkness to hide along

the base of the mountains to the south of the pass on the kobold side.

 The kobolds will be coming from the northwest after their failed

attempt at preventing the sacking of the orc city and they will want to

move on us while they think our forces on this side broken up into

small mercenary groups and the rest of the forces still occupying the

orc city.  They

will have to move their army through this pass to try to take our lands

and when

they do, they'll be stopped by half the king's army and pummeled

with withering fire from the catapults in the mountains.  They

will have no

choice but to retreat and when they try, the other

half of the king's army will already have moved into position behind

them blocking the exit

from the pass.  The filthy kobolds will be trapped between the

hammer and the anvil and utterly crushed,"

explained Braddock.Neville could not believe what he had heard.

 He was at once thrilled

and sickened by what they had said.  Could it be true?  Was

victory so

close?  He was disgusted by some of the methods that were being used, yet

conflicted.  Would he not do whatever it took to end the conflict

if he

could?It

seemed wrong to use a corrupted disease to wipe out the ogres instead

of fighting honorably.  It also seemed extreme to kill unarmed orc

women and children,

but did he not think that very thing himself about the kobolds earlier

this very evening in his disgusting sexual

fantasy?Could they really mean to destroy his village?  To simply wipe out a whole town just to further some ploy?  He felt a

sense of mounting panic.  This is not supposed to happen!

 The king decreed that the towns be left untouched!  Still,

had he not thought to himself many times that he would sacrifice

anything he could to the cause?"My lord, if I may say, it's truly an

honor to serve under you!  I never would have thought there could

be a single man who could bring about our victory but you've done it!"

Thurlowe exclaimed.Braddock

chuckled, "Yes, I've done it, finally.  I never intended for it to

take this long.  Their armies proved far more challenging than

expected, but it was inevitable that we would ultimately prevail

against the inferior races.  We will give them no quarter.

 With their armies destroyed, all that will remain is killing

their elderly and their women and children so they may never reproduce

and foul the land again.  We will burn everything they've ever

made to wipe out the memory of

them from the world."Thurlowe looked around to ensure that there was no one but Braddock's most trusted officers in the room before he spoke again."Do you still mean to depose the king and take his place, my lord?"Braddock

chuckled again, "What else do you think all this was for?  It's the

reason I started this war in the first place with the attack on the kobolds!  To get rid of those

filthy xenophylic scum who think themselves higher than us just

because they were here first.  To take their lands and add them to

ours, and then to rule the whole realm myself.  Even our

people believe the king's forces have degenerated into disorganized

groups of

mercenaries.  They have begun to lose all hope and confidence in

the king.  After I single handedly defeat all the other races when

the people were certain that all hope was lost, they will

see me

as the man who saved them all.  The king is such a weak and

simpering fop himself.  It is time these people were ruled

with a somewhat more forceful hand, don't you think?"Thurlowe sneered wickedly, "I do indeed.""The

rewards for those loyal to me will be nearly limitless as you can

imagine.  I will require each of you to play a role in my plan to

bring down the king.  Do as you're told without fail and I will

see you well

compensated from the plunder of the other races," said Braddock to all

of the men at the table, "There will be much land to divide up and I

see an earldom in each of your futures should you aid me to achieve my

goals."They all cheered and raised their tankards to drain them and slammed them back down on the table.Neville

was in shock.  Braddock started the war against the kobolds?  The other races

were here first?  What of the talk earlier of orc priests and ogre

physicians?  Why would simple evil monsters have those?  Braddock

meant to

depose the king?  It was all too much to take in at once.  It

was starting to sound as though Braddock was the true monster and the

other races had been given the short shrift.  This couldn't be

right."Where the devil is the innkeeper?!" bellowed Braddock, "I am in the mood to celebrate and I need more drink!"Fear

gripped Neville's heart as he thought of what might happen to his

father if the commander became any angrier with him, so he got up and ran

down the stairs to the table and

began to gather up the empty tankards."Hold, boy!  Where did you come from?" demanded Braddock."Upstairs,

sir, I'm the innkeeper's son.  Please, sir, I would be happy to

refill your cups," said Neville and he moved to do just that."Hold I said!  What did you overhear earlier?""Nothing of import my lord.  Only something about the coming victory for us," said Neville, "It's wonderful!"Even

as he said the words, he realized he should have simply said

"Nothing" and left it at that.  Saying he had heard anything

indicated he was in a position to have heard it all.  What if

Braddock realized he knew of his plans to depose the king?  He

would likely kill Neville without a thought in order to keep his secret.Neville

could feel himself beginning to blush furiously, which only served to reveal his guilt.Braddock's eyes narrowed and a dark look came over his face.

 He thought for a while as he surveyed the boy.  His eyes

began to wander over his features, then down his body to his crotch.

 Suddenly Braddock's face relaxed and appeared to brighten."It's

no matter.  You have caught me in a positively ebullient mood, my fine young friend.

 Go ahead and refill our cups, quickly."Neville did as he was told and refilled the tankards and carried them back carefully on the large tray.After

Neville had set the drinks down, Braddock turned to him and said, "My

men and I were just preparing to celebrate our coming victory.

 Perhaps you'd like to join us?""Me, sir?" asked Neville, puzzled by the sudden change in the man's demeanor toward him.Braddock's

smile turned to a sneer, "Indeed, you.  My men and I have been

traveling and fighting a long time.  We rarely get a chance to

stop and enjoy some of our more....satisfying hobbies.  We have

particular tastes and you actually fit the bill quite nicely."The men all snickered and began to look at the boy in a completely different way.Neville saw movement below and noticed that Braddock was now rubbing at his own crotch."What do you mean to do with me, sir?" asked Neville timidly."I

mean to fuck you of course, quite roughly I might add," came the reply,

"When I am done you will definitely know you've been fucked."The other men chuckled and began to rub at their thickening cocks under their clothes as well."My

men will fuck you too, after I'm done," said Braddock as he

stood and began removing his armor and throwing it on the floor.The other men followed suit.  Before long they were all down

to nothing but the breechclouts they'd had under their armor.  The

other men removed even those and began stroking their stiffening pricks

in anticipation of what was to come.Neville

moved to run away but he was caught by one of the men.  Just then

his father came back into the room from the kitchen and dropped the

plates of food he was carrying when he saw what was going on.  He stood

stunned for a moment.  Neville struggled at the hands of the man

who had the neck of his shirt in a tight grip."Do not presume to disrespect

me by refusing my generous offer of my massive prick in your ass boy!"

growled the commander, "If you make any further attempt to get away

your parents will pay for your insolence with their lives.  The

same will apply if I or any of my men detect the slightest hint of a

scrape from your teeth should we choose to use your mouth as well."Braddock then turned to look at Neville's father who seemed ready to faint with fear for his son."Did

you hear that, innkeeper?  We will help ourselves to your in-house

entertainment here and you will make no move to interfere.  Should

you make the attempt, I will slit your son's throat.  I can just

as easily fuck his corpse.  Then I will kill you, then your wife,

then everyone else in this pathetic excuse for a town.  Do I make

myself perfectly clear?"Neville's

heart sank as he realized

this was really going to happen.  There was no way to stop it.

 His

father could do nothing.  He couldn't risk his family and his

town.He thought of the items he had been using when he played

with himself in his room and he realized this would not be as hard on

him as the commander thought it would.  It was best to just go

along and keep the man happy."Father, they will use me and be done.

 It will be fine.  Don't do anything, please!" Neville

pleaded.Tears began to fall from his father's eyes as he came

to the same realization as Neville had.  There was nothing that

could be done except to go along with the vile man's demands.  It

was the only chance for them all to escape with their lives.  He

nodded and began to turn around so he would not have to witness this

atrocity."Keep

your eyes this way!" Braddock shouted, "You will

watch the entire event and learn your place in the world properly.

 You, your

family, and your entire village are here only to meet our needs,

whatever they may be.  Should any of you prove unworthy of the

task then what purpose would your lives serve and what further need would you have

of them?

 What I said earlier of your son's fate should he attempt to

escape applies to you as well, even if you try to

escape by simply looking elsewhere."Neville's

father turned back,

steeled himself, and stared straight at Braddock as the man removed

his breechclout and released his half-erect cock.  The commander moved over

to Neville and picked him up and sat him roughly down on the table.

 He tore the boys shirt from his body and threw it aside then

pulled off his trousers.  He had been barefoot so Neville was

completely naked now."Lie back on the table and raise your knees to show me your pretty cunt," Braddock ordered coldly.Neville

did as he was told and lay back on the hard table and raised his knees and held them with his hands

to show the man his asshole, embarrassed by the humiliating position.Braddock

grinned an evil grin and began to move into position though his cock

had not yet hardened up completely, then suddenly stopped as a thought

crossed his mind.  He sneered even more and turned to the

innkeeper."It appears I'm not quite ready yet though it won't

be long, so I have a moment to ask something.  Tell me, innkeeper, would you

prefer I jam the full length of my extremely thick, hard cock into your sweet boy while

it's dry so that I rip him apart inside, or would you prefer it wet?"

Braddock asked."Wet, sir" Neville's father whispered in a weak voice."I'm

sorry; I couldn't quite make that out.  Shall I just proceed to

wreck him with my dry manhood then?" he asked as he moved to do just

that."No!  Please!  Wet it first, my lord," the innkeeper begged."Since

you asked so nicely then wet it shall be, but you

still don't quite seem to understand," said Braddock coldly, "you are

here to meet our needs whatever they may be.  You should start by

taking off all of your clothes; we wouldn't want to get anything on

them.  You will come over

here, get on your knees, take my oozing member carefully and completely

into your mouth, and you will wet it for me.  Clean it well with

your tongue while you're at it.  The stink of the cheese that

builds up there after days of marching without washing offends even me.

 Get it nice and hard so that I can please the boy well.  How

well you suck it and how wet you make it

will determine how much or how little pain your son will feel when I

thrust it into him.  Again, I don't think I need to tell you what

will happen if I detect any teeth touching me."Neville's

father was sickened but

did not hesitate.  He knew what was at stake.  He quickly

stripped off all of his clothes.  He moved over to Braddock and

got into

position on his knees and licked his lips thoroughly, then wrapped them

over his teeth and took the commander's still stiffening manhood into

his

mouth.  The man's crotch did indeed stink quite strongly from not

having bathed in a very long time and sweating inside his armor while

marching for days.  It took a monumental effort not to gag but the

innkeeper knew what

would happen if he did.He carefully moved his mouth forward to

suck the full length of the man's smelly cock into his mouth.  As

his mouth moved forward, it pulled the skin of Braddock's cock backward and it

continued to harden.  The big head poked out of the foreskin as the skin pulled back exposing days of

smegma and filth.  The innkeeper forced himself not to choke or

vomit.  He began washing the filthy prick thoroughly with his saliva and

tongue to wet it, and swallowed the resulting swill.Braddock

moaned and reached over and began to fondle Neville's soft cock and

balls as he lay back on the table holding up his knees while his father sucked Braddock's

cock."Look

at your father, boy!" ordered Braddock, "Do you see what a man is

willing to do for his family?  You may be expected to do the same

someday.  Come to think of it you will be doing that and much more shortly."The men all chuckled as they watched and continued to slowly work their cocks.Neville

watched as his father dutifully sucked at the man's penis to get it as

wet as he could in order to save Neville as much pain as he could.

 He wished he could somehow safely let his father know that he'd

been practicing with both his holes for more than a year and this would not hurt him one

bit.Braddock

noticed the boy's attention to his father's work and he

pulled his now fully erect member out and began to mash it hard all

over the innkeeper's face while it oozed pre-cum out of the tip.

 Then he plunged it back into the man's mouth and ran it right

down his throat, pushing the innkeeper's nose right into the thick,

sweaty, smelly forest of pubic hair surrounding the commander's thick

penis.  Neville's father winced, but once again did not allow

himself to gag.

 Braddock began to fuck his face very hard and he began to moan

while the boy watched.

 Realizing he was about to cum before even sampling the boy, he

stopped and pulled his now slick member out of the innkeeper's mouth

again."I

am feeling magnanimous this evening," he said to Neville's father, "I will

allow you to spit on your son's hole once to lubricate it.  Just once mind, so

you'd better make it count.  You'll want to be close so you don't

miss."He

stood back a bit to let the innkeeper move over to

Neville, who was now more embarrassed than he'd ever been in his life.

 He could not believe how evil this man was to humiliate them this

way.His father worked his mouth to get as much spit as he could

into it and leaned forward until he was just inches from Neville's

pucker while the boy continued to hold his knees.  He put his hands on his son's ass cheeks and pulled them

apart to try to open his little hole a bit and he spat, and then sighed with

relief when he hit the mark.  The only thing he could possibly do

for his son at this point was to make it as painless as possible for

him.  Nobody ever died from embarrassment so he tried not to

consider the humiliation he felt or might cause his son and he would do

whatever it took to get through this."That

will do.  Move a little way to the side now and stop hogging the sweet

meat.  Get on your knees right next to us here and keep your face

very close to your son's lovely hole.  You may watch closely as my

glorious cock stabs into his sweet young cunt and then you may turn and

begin working on getting Thurlowe's cock good and wet as he will likely

be using your son's hungry hole right after me.  I know you're

anxious to take more of the cocks of real men into your mouth while

your son watches, so when you're done with Thurlowe you have my

permission to enjoy sucking all the others while Thurlowe is riding the

boy."The

innkeeper stepped aside and knelt beside the table facing the space

between his son's bottom and the commander's cock.  He moved his

face close as he could without it being in the way in order to keep the commander happy.Without

further ado Braddock stepped up

to Neville and brought the boy's ankles up to his shoulders, pushed the head of his thick cock at Neville's anus,

checked quickly to ensure the innkeeper's eyes were right at the site,

and

with a grunt he shoved it in and pushed it all the way until his balls

mashed up against Neville's bottom.  A look of surprise and

perhaps

disappointment crossed Braddock's face when Neville did not scream.

 Neville had been sleeping with the cucumber in his ass earlier

and his asshole was still quite relaxed and ready.Braddock's cock was

actually quite thick but nowhere near thick enough to cause Neville any

discomfort.  He saw Braddock's eyes flick briefly to his men and

then back to the boy.  Neville quickly realized he might get himself and his father

in more trouble if he didn't act fast.  His anus was quite a strong muscle

from all of his practice playing with it.  He quickly clamped the

muscle down as hard as he could to strangle Braddock's cock and shouted

out in mock pain."Ahhhhh!

 Oh please!  Take it slower, my lord, it's much too big!" Neville said

loudly letting his real fear at their predicament color his exclamation to make it sound

convincing.The soldiers chuckled and a couple of them moaned.  They all worked their cocks just a bit harder.Braddock

sneered.  He was certainly not fooled, but at least his men were.

 He began to pull his cock out and thrust it back in and

then began pumping hard into the boy's hole.  The innkeeper was

forced to watch as his son's young pucker gripped

the thick shaft of Braddock's cock while he fucked the boy thoroughly.Neville protested a

few more times and then switched to just making sounds like it hurt each time Braddock thrust his penis in, all while

trying to keep a tight hold on the man's cock with his anus in order to bring it to

conclusion as quickly as possible.Unfortunately, his father was

hearing his mock cries of pain too.

 Neville didn't want to cause him

any more anguish than he needed to, but this had to be done right.

 Their lives were at stake.Thurlowe

quickly moved over and tapped Neville's father on the shoulder.

 The innkeeper turned to face the man while still on his knees and he opened his mouth.

 Thurlowe moved forward and thrust his cock into the innkeeper's

mouth.  The innkeeper's head began to bob up and down as he sucked

the man's cock.  Neville watched as Thurlowe

put his hands on the back of his father's head and began to buck his hips hard

up into his face to give it a good fucking.Braddock

continued

to rut against the young boy's ass hard while holding Neville's legs up so his

ankles were on the man's shoulders, but then suddenly he began to slow

down as another evil thought occurred to him and he slowed almost to a stop."Tell me,

innkeeper, have you been using your boy in your spare time?  If so

you must have quite an impressive cock.  He is handling mine with

aplomb."Thurlowe pulled his wet cock out of the man's mouth so he could answer."No, my lord," said the innkeeper, truly puzzled at this new avenue of

torture.  Could Neville really be able to handle the man's cock

without pain or was Braddock simply lying to cause him more distress?"Well

someone certainly has been using it, and using it a lot I might add.  The boy's cunt is taking my thick

meat

like it was nothing.  Yet he has the strength down there to

strangle

the life out of it.  He has been working the muscle very hard.

 It's amazing.  I would suggest you find out which of the men

in town have been training him.  It is most likely all of them,

given his talent at gripping my tool," Braddock said.A sudden look of realization bloomed across the innkeeper's face but he stayed quiet.Neville's

level of embarrassment increased.  He certainly hoped Braddock

wouldn't cause his father to start having doubts about the blacksmith.

 Much as Neville wished it otherwise, nothing sexual had ever

happened between them outside of his secret fantasies.  It was clear that the

commander's intention was nothing more than to humiliate them both

further.  He was so sick and demented that it appeared to raise

his level of arousal to do so."Ahhh,

I see that look on your face, innkeeper.  You've just thought of who it was

that trained him haven't you?  Well you can tell him for me that he's

done an excellent job.  They must have practiced for endless hours

every day.  I

have to admit though; I prefer them far less experienced than your boy

clearly is.  I like them to scream in pain to be honest.  He

is not in any way a virgin and I'm not sure that I can finish this

anytime soon.

 It may take me an hour or two of slamming my body against him and

rearranging his bowels.

 Perhaps you could make yourself available to help again?""Of course, my lord.  What would you have me do?" asked the innkeeper in a voice filled with defeat."I

only need a bit of your help.  It should be easy work for you and

quite pleasant.  It will be right up your alley.  Well, right

up mine at the least.  I'll put your boy in a better

position to be fucked and expose my dirty asshole to you.  You

only need to insert your tongue into it and work it well while I'm

fucking your boy.  Take my big balls into your hand as well and

caress them gently.  If you do your part with enthusiasm it won't

be long

before your boy is rewarded for your efforts with a generous helping of

my seed in his

young bottom."Neville's father did all he could to not show his disgust.  He simply nodded his acquiescence.Braddock

grinned and pulled abruptly out of the boy with a sucking sound,

grabbed him off the table,

turned him and pushed him on the floor face down on his hands and knees.

 He pushed Neville's head down to the floor and then moved into

position right over him and slammed his cock right back into the boy's

hole to the hilt.  He put his arms down on the floor and crossed them just

over the boy's head so that he had his big ass raised up.  He

moved his knees out to the sides so he would be in a good

position to thrust deeply into the boy and his big filthy asshole was

now fully exposed with his large hairy ball sack hanging beneath.Neville's

father did not hesitate.  He went behind them on his knees and

moved his face to the man's ass and

carefully matched the movement of it as it began to hump up and

down and Braddock started to fuck the boy again.  It took a lot of

tries as his tongue rubbed all over

Braddock's asshole and he got a thorough taste of his old shit that had crusted around the hole, but he

finally managed to get the tip of his tongue

inserted.Braddock

began to moan immediately at the extra

sensation.  Clearly this was indeed going to help bring things to

a conclusion much more quickly, so Neville's father tried to imagine

that he loved what he was doing and began to work the man's hole

furiously with his tongue as he reached up and began to caress his

balls as well.  He was moving his head and his hands up and down

perfectly in time with Braddock's humping of his son.  As he tried

to push his tongue even deeper into

the man's hole to keep him pleased the tip of it made contact with a

hard log of shit that

was not far from the exit.  He was disgusted but did not miss a

beat so as not to anger their torturer.  All the while he couldn't

shake the knowledge that

what he was doing by massaging the man's balls and working his filthy

hole was helping him to build

a larger load of his vile semen to shoot into his son.Thurlowe

groaned at the sight.  He loved the idea of the man being forced to help

Braddock fuck his own son more pleasurably in such a disgusting way.  He was disappointed

to hear Braddock talking of the boy not being a virgin, but he knew of

at least one virgin hole in the room that he could use.He

stepped up behind

Neville's father and put his cock

against the innkeeper's tight asshole.  He grunted loudly and

pushed with all his might

and the head popped in.  The innkeeper was not expecting this

additional mode of torture but it did not alarm him much.  He'd

had some experience with a cock in his ass many times when he was a

younger man and had a long year's dalliance with another of the men in

town.  A man with a considerably thicker cock than Thurlowe's in

fact.  He'd taken that man's cock in his ass many times, as well

as down his throat, and had very much enjoyed it.  Come to think of it he'd also tongued that

man's asshole on occasion as well.  None of this was actually new

to the innkeeper.  That was many years ago though and he was out

of practice.Neville's

father cried out in pain

briefly but he quickly went back to work so as not to give Braddock any

reason to complain.  He steeled himself as he felt the fire of the

other man forcing his cock into his unwilling hole and stretching out

his anus.  The pain was

intense.  Thurlowe obviously wanted it that way and immediately

began

fucking him hard.  Neville's father knew from experience that

if he stayed relaxed the pain would go away very quickly.Braddock could no longer hold out.  He

had looked back and knew that Thurlowe had just ripped the innkeeper's

sphincter and the thought of having the man further abused while

helping Braddock to thoroughly enjoy his son gave him the last bit of

thrill he needed.  The

combination of all the sensations sent him sailing over the edge of the

abyss and his ball sack began to tighten up in the innkeeper's hand as

his huge load of sperm

was forced up into his cock.He placed both hands on the smooth

back of the boy and increased the force and frequency of his thrusting

so the boy's body was bouncing forward as he slammed into it and the

orgasm hit him full on and his cock head swelled and exploded

its payload into the boy's well used bottom.  He convulsed and

slammed into the boy again with the force of another shock wave and

another

massive spurt shot into Neville's rectum.  Braddock pumped

furiously a few more times as he had the most powerful orgasm of his

life and finally began to slow down.  He stopped and lay over the

boy with his cock buried deep in his ass again while the innkeeper

continued to caress his tight ball sack helping him to coax out all he

had.Neville's

father was not going to stop what he was doing until he was told to.  He'd

noticed

as he pushed his tongue into the man again that the log of shit was

just a bit closer now and starting to get in the way.  He could do

nothing about it and worked his

tongue to each side of it and around it to get as deep as he could

while Braddock's anus pulsed out the rhythm of his orgasm.

 Neville's father knew full well that each time the man's anus

pulsed, more of his vile spunk was squirted into his boy, and that his

own

ministrations on the commander's asshole and balls were only helping

him to stretch out his orgasm longer than he otherwise would have.He

had

never been closer to going into a murdering rage than he was at this

moment.  He knew he had to keep control though or this would only

end very badly.  He felt Braddock push with his bowels to begin to

force the shit out of his ass but the innkeeper presumed it was a test to

make him pull his tongue out.  He was not going to provoke the man

and

continued to work as the hard turd began to move and press against his

tongue.  He could make out the shape of it and the features of its

surface as he worked his tongue around it hoping it would stop before

it breached the sphincter but even that would not stop him.  He

would not put himself and his son at risk for anything.  If the

man chose to push it right out into his

mouth so be it.  He would have no choice but to eat it and

continue his work.That did not happen though.  He sensed

Braddock relaxing the pressure on his bowels and squeezing his anus

shut and forcing the innkeeper's tongue out."Well,

you've done your job admirably I will admit," said Braddock, breathing

heavily, "You need

only help me finish now.  Come around quickly and take the base of

my cock

in hand.  Pump the last of my seed into your boy for me so I don't

have to do the work myself will you?  Massage my balls some more

while you're at it to help me get out every last drop.  I would

not want your boy to miss out on any of this wonderful treat I'm giving

him."Thurlowe

pulled his cock

out of the innkeeper's ass to let him go and the innkeeper moved around to

get into position to "help".Braddock

pulled back his long, thick manhood

until only the head was still firmly in place inside the boy's rectum

and waited.  Neville's father reached in and began to pump the

base of his cock with a firm grip to milk out the last of its load into

his son.  His other hand went between

the man's legs from behind and lightly massaged his big balls.

 Braddock sighed contentedly as

the last few gobs of cum were pumped out of his balls and into the boy

by his own father.

 He held that position for a few minutes longer than necessary

just enjoying the humiliation he was causing them and

finally pulled out, stood up and stepped over to the table to sit down

on a chair.  His cock was no longer oozing even in the slightest.

 Every single drop had been left behind in the boy's rectum."You

may now clean your boy's ass off of my cock good sir, while my men

enjoy their ride on your son," he sneered at the innkeeper.Neville's father again did not hesitate.  There were actually small flecks

of his son's shit here and there on Braddock's cock from the brutal

fucking but he was not

going to say a word.  He simply got to his hands and knees in

front of the seated commander and went to work and began to clean the

filthy softening member

with his mouth as thoroughly as he could while he listened to the

sounds of the other men rushing over each other to get to the boy and

grunting as they

stabbed him with their cocks.Thurlowe

had so much enjoyed

brutally taking the innkeeper's presumed virginity that he decided to finish

inside

him instead of waiting for a shot at the boy.  He came up behind

the innkeeper and hammered his cock back into the man's anus mercilessly

and began to pump hard.  He had already been so close that he did

not last very long at all.  He grunted multiple times and he

grabbed the man's hips and pulled them back and thrust

as hard as possible into him over and over again trying to cause more

pain.  His orgasm crashed over him and he began to shoot

streams of his seed

into the unwilling man, who was still cleaning his own boy's shit off

the commander's softening dink.While Thurlowe was still bucking

away the last of his orgasm into Neville's father, Braddock pushed the

innkeeper's head off his cock and he forced him to turn his head and

watch what was happening to his boy.One of the three remaining

men had gone behind Neville and roughly entered the boy's ass and was

pounding at it with abandon.  Another had got in position in front

and raised the boy's face up and thrust his cock into his mouth.

 He now had the boy by the hair with both fists and was slamming his hips at his

face.  There was no doubt his cock was going right into Neville's

throat because it was more than long enough and the man's balls were

almost being crushed as they jammed up against the boy's chin.

 Neville was getting bounced hard between the two men as both of

them worked to slam their cocks in as deep as they possibly could.The

third man was furiously jacking at his own cock as he watched the boy

getting treated so well and he waited for his turn but he couldn't take

it.  He'd wanted to cum in the boy's ass but he was too aroused by

what he was seeing.  He began to work his cock even harder as he

stood over the others and just as his orgasm crashed into him he aimed

his slit at the boy's head and the first hot jet of semen shot out and

landed in Neville's hair and partly on the hands of the man who's fists

were clenching handfuls of the hair to use it as leverage to fuck Neville's

face harder.The

man didn't care and continued what he was doing as the

other pumped spurt after spurt of cum out, getting more on the boy's

head and all over his back.  The sight of this sent the other two

men over the edge and they began to grunt as they pumped at the boy

hard, injecting their hot spunk into him at both ends.  The man at

the front pulled out quickly and took his cock in hand to jack it and

shoot the remainder of his load all over Neville's face, painting his

cheeks and nose with his semen.  The one at the back

bucked against the boy without mercy, grunting and groaning as he

filled him further with man seed.  Finally, he pulled out and it

was all over.  All three men had spent their loads.  They

stood and squeezed out what little cum was left in their cocks until it

hung in gobs from their piss slits and flicked their cocks to throw the

spunk onto Neville's back.  Each then wiped the last oozings onto

the boy's face until

absolutely nothing else could be coaxed from their softening pricks.Without a

word or even a look back at the boy they'd just used they went back and

sat around the table again with contented smiles on their faces and

began to drink what was left of their ale.Neville's

father was still on his hands and knees with Thurlowe's cock

still oozing out the last of its load into his aching hole while he

was forced to watch all of this.Braddock

stood up and walked toward Neville who was still on his hands and knees

with cum all over his back and face and in his hair and leaking out of his hole."I

do apologize for the mess my men appear to have made all over your

property, innkeeper.  As a token of thanks for playing so nicely I will clean

it off for you," Braddock said.He took his soft cock in hand

and aimed it at the boy and began to urinate on him.  He forced a

strong stream and aimed it at the boy's hair, and then all along his

back to try to wash off all of the cum.  The amount of piss the

man had saved up was staggering.  He continued to spray his smelly hot

yellow stream up and down Neville's body, stopping and focusing on his

asshole once in a while and then moving it back up to hit the side of

the boy's face.  Neville did not move.  Finally the stream weakened.  The commander

moved forward and squeezed his pelvic muscle hard a few more times to

get the last squirts of piss out and then surveyed the job he'd done.Neville

still had cum on his back and covering his face and some caught in his hair and it was still

oozing slowly out of his asshole, but now he also had smelly piss

puddling on his back and soaking his hair and dripping off the end of his nose and chin onto the floor.Braddock

laughed, "Well, I do apologize, dear innkeeper, I could have done a

better job cleaning him I suppose.  I seem to have made matters

worse.  Ah well, I suppose that's why I'm a lord and you are the

servant.  We each should stick to our strengths, eh?  This

sort of job is more in your bailiwick

than mine.  I would have you lick him clean yourself but I

think we've had enough fun for now."Braddock turned and went

back to his chair at the table to take a seat again and Thurlowe

finally pulled his softened cock out of the innkeeper's sore asshole and

went to join the other men at the table.Both

Neville and his father quietly sighed with relief.  Neither could

imagine anything more horrible than this ordeal.  It appeared the sick and corrupted man was finally done with them.Neville

could not believe the type of man Braddock had turned out to be.

 He had actually idolized him as a hero to the people.  Instead

he was perhaps the most evil human being in existence.  Neville

had based his dream of being a fighter on his wish to emulate Braddock.

 He still wished to be a fighter, but not to emulate the man,

rather to become good enough that someday he might kill Braddock and

every man loyal to him.  These men were at least as evil as the

other races have all been made out to be and Neville had begun to

suspect they were far worse."Well,"

the commander said, "your inn certainly is a good place to stay and you

are indeed the gracious and humble host you claimed to be.

 I will definitely give it praise and recommend it to any of my

like-minded

friends who might travel this way.  They will all want to cum I'm

sure."Braddock watched the innkeeper for any reaction.

 Neville's father seethed with rage internally but he

still remained silent and stolid.  He was not about to crack now, not with the end in sight.Braddock

finally gave up

goading the man and he stood and walked to the door with his now limp

cock swinging.  Despite the

fact he was still completely naked he opened the door wide.  There

were two guards posted outside the main door who had apparently been

there the whole time.  The innkeeper silently prayed there were

none at the back of the inn and that the guests had managed to escape

into the night.  His wife would still be clearing out the rooms

upstairs.Braddock waved one of the guards in.The

guard looked somewhat astonished to see all the nakedness, and

the boy on his hands and knees in the middle of it all with cum

all over his back and face and oozing out of his gaping hole and running freely

down his inner thigh, and piss all over him and dripping on the floor to

join the puddles there."We

have had a bit of entertainment with this boy.  He is quite

talented and he absolutely loves his work.  I would like you to escort his father as he brings the

boy to the rest of the men," said Braddock to the guard.The guard's face instantly changed into a leer as he realized how much fun he was about to have and he nodded.Braddock

turned to Neville's father and said, "You will take your boy's hand and

lead him to where

my men are bivouacked outside of the village at the back.  You

personally will hand him to them and ask them all to please fuck him

hard and as often as they would like in whichever hole they prefer

until they are all done.  It

has been an even longer time for them than it has been for us so I

would guess they'll be going for a few rides each.  There are

thirty men there and some of their perversions sicken even me.

 Should he survive the ordeal you may have what's left of him

back in the morning."Once you have ensured that the first two men are firmly entrenched into both of the boy's holes you will return

here so that

we may all have a go at your ass next.  Thurlowe seems to have

broken you in fairly well but my cock is certainly much thicker so I

could still teach your hole a thing or two.  In any case you

should be quite comfortable taking any size cock after the five of us

have used your pucker a couple of times each and stretched you

properly.  If you please us sufficiently I may even let you go

back to join your son and take some of the load off him to make it

easier for him.

 My guard here will escort you, go now."Neville's

heart sank when

he realized it wasn't over yet and would only get much worse.  He

really wasn't hurt by anything that was done to him so far but he was

certain his father couldn't take it.

 Thankfully all of the practicing he'd done alone in his room with

his throat and asshole had ensured that he couldn't be hurt that way.He would have likely enjoyed it immensely if the conditions had

been

different.  Especially if it had been the town blacksmith he was apprenticed

to who had made such thorough use of him.  He didn't want to try to take on thirty cocks multiple

times though.  He did not like the idea of his father's bottom

being torn

apart by these horrible men either.Neville

and his father both realized again that

there was nothing they could do unarmed.  Even armed they would

stand no chance against a seasoned group of

soldiers, so once again they complied.  Neville stood up and

the innkeeper took

the hand of his cherished son and began to walk, feet like lead, toward

the door of the inn to go and deliver Neville to his cruel

fate.Braddock

grabbed the sleeve of the guard as he

turned to leave in order to hold him back a moment as the innkeeper led his son

to the door.  He had not forgotten what had triggered all of this.

 The boy knew far too much."Wait with the other guard outside, innkeeper.  I would have one last word with your escort," Braddock commanded.Once the innkeeper had exited the room Braddock spoke to the guard in a low voice and said,

"Tell the other men to use the boy exceedingly hard.  You may have the first go at him.  Above all,

they must ensure he does not survive the night.  Do you understand me?  He is to be fucked to death."The guard's eyes widened and a grin lit up his face as he nodded.Braddock

chuckled at the joy he saw in the guard's face and thought how his

habit of keeping only the most merciless and brutal men under his

command certainly paid off at times like this.As

the innkeeper stood outside with his son with the other guard watching them and waited for the escort to join

him, he heard Braddock's voice through the open door as he spoke loudly to his

officers."As

I said before, I am feeling magnanimous tonight.  We have a couple

of

nights before things will heat up again in the war.  Let us drink until we

run out!  I'll even do you the honor of serving you this next

round myself since I've sent our humble innkeeper on a boring errand.

 Sit back and do allow me to refill your tankards.  Give your

cocks a few good strokes while you rest to get them ready for the next

round.  We still have the innkeeper's hole to fuck and it will

likely be much tighter than his whore of a son's cunt was.  I for

one am very much looking forward to wrecking it!"The

innkeeper knew he didn't have much time but he had to let his son know

he was proud of the strength he was showing so he quickly crouched down

to face him directly."Son,

I must speak quickly.  I know

what you must have been doing with the smith in order to be able to

handle that pig Braddock and his men so easily.  I am not angry

about it but very pleased.  The smith is a great man and I am

happy for the both of you.  Do not be ashamed of your desires.

 I most certainly am not.  I love you, son, and I am very

proud to see the strong young man you've become.  All I want for

you is that

you be happy and in order to do that you must follow your desires and

always stay true to yourself.  Please remember that always."Neville was going to protest about the smith but before he could say anything the

escort emerged from the inn grinning happily.  He came up behind

Neville, crouched down and without warning jammed two fingers firmly

all the way up into his rectum.  The guard then worked them around

and pulled them out, coated with the other men's cum and inserted them

into his own mouth to suck them clean.  He leered at the boy and

said nothing.  He then took the

innkeeper's elbow and forcefully began to

walk him while the innkeeper held his son's hand and led him along.They went around the side of the inn and into town so

they could cross through and out the back on the human side of the pass

where the army was camped.The

town was almost completely dark, at least with their eyes not yet adjusted to the extremely low level of light.

 It was almost midnight now and there was only a sliver of moon.

 Everyone else in town was asleep so there weren't any lamps lit at all.

 There was no light whatsoever other than a faint flickering glow

coming from the far side of the village, likely from fires burning in the

soldiers' camp.Neville's father's brain was struggling

with the urge to try to escape.  He didn't think they could do it

though.  The guard with them was armed and armored.  His

sword was still sheathed but he was a seasoned fighter and the innkeeper

most certainly was not.  He and his son were naked and defenseless.His mind raced trying to find a way out.

 He was sure that Braddock actually meant for his son to

die tonight while being brutally used by the soldiers.  There was

simply no way out, but he was not about to sacrifice his son to these

vile monsters.  He would rather die.He

began to mentally prepare to make a break for it.  They

couldn't possibly overpower the guard so their only chance would be to

run into the dark forest towards the mountains as fast as they possibly

could and hope for the best.

 He knew that in doing so he was likely trading his wife, and

possibly his whole town, for his son.  The guard would raise the

alarm and the entire army would be set upon them in no time at all.

 He could not bear to give his son up so he was determined to try.

 They were just passing the middle of the town near the

blacksmith's shop when he decided

he had to try it.Just

then the guard started to speak to begin getting himself worked up and

said,

"I'm looking forward to buggering your boy for you.  I know you

must get tired of doing it yourself all of the time and will welcome

the break.  It's been a

while since I fucked one to death and I assure you I will enjoy it

immensely, so his life will have been well spent.  I've been at my

post needing

to hit the bushes and relieve myself for a while now.  I think I

might use your boy as my chamber pot first.  I'll start by

sitting on his mouth and pushing my shit out into it then I'll stick my

cock in and empty my bladder for him to wash it down with.  Then

I'll get behind him and take my fist and..."Before

the guard could utter another word his hand was yanked off the

innkeeper's elbow and there were sounds of struggling and boots

scraping on the ground in the darkness.The innkeeper and his son both tried to adjust their eyes and move in for a closer look and then they

managed to make out the shape of a man struggling with the guard.

 It was the blacksmith!  He had his hand over the guard's

mouth and had maneuvered him so he was face down on the ground.

 The huge man's muscles were bulging as he held the guard, arms

pinned and in a headlock.  His legs were locked around the guard's

leg's forcing the guard's body to curve backwards so much that his

spine might break if it was pushed any harder.  The guard tried to

struggle but he was not able to move much with the huge man on top of

him.Neville's heart nearly leaped from his throat.  The smith was going to save them!"Have they hurt the boy?" the blacksmith whispered harshly as the guard continued to struggle underneath him."Yes," the innkeeper whispered back, "and I'm certain they mean to kill him!"The

blacksmith's eyes began to adjust as Neville moved closer.  The

smith saw his condition and his face went hard.  He grunted and

moved suddenly and

violently and Neville heard the sickening crunching sound of the guard's neck

snapping.  The smith quickly got up and dragged the guard's corpse behind

some thick bushes next to the smithy and then returned to them.They continued to speak in whispers so as not to alert anyone."I've been keeping an eye out since

they arrived.  I knew something was wrong when you came out

leading the boy and I could see by the light from the door that you were both naked," said the smith.The

smith himself was shirtless and barefoot and wearing only trousers, so

he must have rushed out of his home in a hurry.  "We

don't have much time," the innkeeper said, "I'm to deliver Neville to

the army for their enjoyment and then return back to the inn."The blacksmith looked at once revolted and enraged."Pigs!"

he whispered harshly, "I would kill them to a man if I was still the soldier

I used to be.  For now there's only one way I can help.  Give

me the boy and I'll take him away to safety.  We won't be able to

head in towards the realm because the army is camped across the entrance to the pass and

from what I overheard from some of the men as they moved through earlier, a

much larger force is on the way up from within the realm to join them."We'll have to move outward for now into kobold controlled territory and hope to be able to get

back later.  You wait a short while and go back to the inn.

 Make sure they believe you delivered him to the soldiers.  You'll need to

play it well to buy us some time.  They will likely not notice the guard not

returning.  Even if they do they'll think he's stayed back to take

a few turns at the boy.  We should have more than enough time to

get far enough away that they can't possibly find us by the time they

discover he's gone.  It's the boy's only chance."Neville's

father nodded and gently pushed Neville over towards the blacksmith

without hesitation and the smith took the boy's hand."I

will owe you a debt I can never repay for this my dear old friend," said the

innkeeper, "This boy is all that matters in my life.  He matters to me more than my life in fact.  Guard him

well and love him as I know you can!"Neville

had no idea that his father and the smith had been such good friends,

but before he could give it more thought he suddenly remembered the

things he'd overheard back at the inn and rushed to tell them to his

father before it was too late."Father,

I overheard Braddock talking earlier.  He intends to destroy the

town.  You and mother need

to get out!  And all the others as well.  And there's

more..." Neville said, but his father put a hand on his shoulder to

stop him."I

understand, son, but I can only concern myself about you at this moment.

 I will not be able to think of anything else until I know you are

safe.  There is no time for any discussion right now.  Every

single moment we waste we risk discovery and all will be lost.

 You must go, now!"He leaned in and gave Neville a kiss on the forehead."Your

mother and I love you so much, Neville.  We never had another child

because there simply wasn't any need.  You are absolutely perfect.

 We're so proud of you, son," he said, "Honor us by growing up to

be the great man we know you can be."Tears slipped down his cheeks as Neville looked up to his father for what might be the last time."I will, father, I swear it.  I will love and honor you both until I die."Tears

began to run freely from the innkeeper's eyes now as he looked one last time at his beautiful boy, and he waved them off as the

blacksmith broke into a run and disappeared silently into the darkness with Neville in tow.It

would not be difficult for the innkeeper to put on a convincing act

when he returned to the vile men occupying his inn.  He had

just given up his son and his anguish was real and easy to see.

 He could not see any way he and his wife

would survive this once the buggering rapist of a commander found out what he'd

done, but all that mattered was his boy was safe.He

steeled himself and turned back towards the inn to walk slowly back to

his own personal hell, then he stopped for a moment and thought.

 Perhaps

there was hope for the people of the village even if he himself was

already doomed.He'd

put the whole town at risk by not doing as Braddock had commanded so if

there was any way he could save them he must do it.  The

commander's guard was still down.  There was no military presence

in the town, only the one remaining guard at the inn door and the army

outside of town on the other side.  The rest of the town was

unguarded and in darkness.The innkeeper just needed to quickly visit one

of the townsfolk's homes on the way back to the inn.  This man had

the intelligence to grasp the situation quickly and would take charge

and act to warn the others and organize a quiet exodus.

 They would need to act quickly under the cover of the black

night and before Braddock realizes Neville's absence.There was no way they could fight an army, but they may be

able to run from one if they go lightly and quickly and leave

everything behind.If they all went into the dark forest in the

mountains on the kobold side and scattered and went different

directions they would be too hard to catch.  It didn't seem likely

that the soldiers would

bother to waste their time chasing them all down, especially if they

had a

long head start.The

commander was already well on his way to

getting drunk.  By now he had likely drained his third tankard of

ale and was working on his fourth.  It wouldn't take much more of

the innkeeper's strong ale to incapacitate the men inside the inn and

that would leave only the guard outside.  Perhaps even he and his

wife could somehow get out at that point if they had only one guard to

dispose of.  If they still hadn't thought to guard the back door

they could simply slip out that way.If they did think to add guards to the back then he would simply use the front.  He

would do what it took to defend his family.  If that meant putting

a knife through the neck of one of the guards of the king's army, then

so be it.  He had to try.He broke into a run.