Revenge of the Red Witch

AN: This story contains graphic scenes of rape and torture. Please do not read if you are easily offended.

Tracing Lina’s current location turned out to be easier than Amelia and Sylphiel were expecting. Everywhere the sorceress went she left a trail of dead bandits in her wake. That in and of itself was not so unusual, but the reports of her brutality and how she would track down and exterminate every last bandit were. One thing was obvious. Lina was no longer attacking bandits to claim their treasure.

Worse still was the fact that everyone they talked to reported that Lina was no longer traveling with Gourry. No one could say what had happened to him. It was almost as if he had disappeared into thin air.

And then there were the sickening rumors that some bandit gang had abducted and raped a sorceress that they claimed to be Lina a few months back. Amelia’s stomach churned in disgust at those reports. She simply could not imagine something so unjust befalling her friend. At the same time, it all made sense. Too much sense.

“We’ve heard that you’ve seen a woman matching Lina Inverse’s description. We just have some questions.” Sylphiel’s voice cut through Amelia’s thoughts.

Magda bent over her laundry basket and pulled out a wet sheet and put it on the line. “Why? Are you looking to arrest her?”

“Oh no!” Sylphiel exclaimed, “She’s our friend. We’re worried about her.”

Magda searched Sylphiel contemplatively for a minute. “You seem trustworthy.”

Sylphiel reached down to the basket, “Here, Magda-san. Let me help you.”

“There’s a warrant out for her arrest.” Magda said, “I don’t want to see that happen.”

“Neither do we!” Amelia cried, “I’m a diplomat. I have connections and I can make the bounty disappear. But I need to hear her side of the story to bolster my case.”

Magda pinned the sheet to the clothesline. “Two days ago I was kidnapped by a bandit gang while I was walking home from my sisters.”

“That’s horrible!” Amelia exclaimed.

Magda wiped the sweat from her brow. “Yes. And they made their intentions clear. They were going to rape me and then sell me into slavery. Before they could the camp was attacked.”

“What makes you think it was Lina Inverse who attacked the camp?” Sylphiel asked.

“She matched the description. Very short, about five feet. Red hair and eyes. A powerful sorceress. She was dressed from head to toe in red. She took on the whole camp single handedly and won.”

“So she was alone, no one was with her?” Sylphiel asked, unable to keep the quiver from her voice.

“Not that I could see. And not that she needed one. She had it well under control.”

“Did she say anything to you?” Amelia asked.

“She told me to run home to safety and tell everyone that the Red Witch had vanquished yet another bandit gang.”

“Do you know where she went?” Sylphiel asked.

“She didn’t say. And it wasn’t my business to ask.”

“Did you see which direction she was headed in?” Sylphiel persisted.

“West.”

Sylphiel and Amelia exchanged a look. “Thank you, Magda-san. You’ve been very helpful.”

Magda grabbed Amelia’s arm as they turned to leave. “I meant what I said earlier about not wanting her arrested. She’s a hero. I’d be as good as dead if she hadn’t come along.”

Amelia grabbed her hand and smiled, “Whoever tries to arrest her will find themselves fighting against me as well.”

Magda nodded and went back to her laundry. Sylphiel and Amelia waited until she was out of ear shot to say anything. “There’s a town, Dilpest, that’s west of here.” Amelia said.

Sylphiel nodded, “We’re very close. I can feel it.”

“I just wish I could say that we’ll like what we hear when we find her. Honestly, I’m not looking forward to finding out what happened.”

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Lina woke up screaming. She stopped herself as soon as she realized she was safe in an hotel room and not back in the bandit camp. She took a few deep, calming breaths as the last vestiges of the nightmare faded. She then ran a hand down the sheets. They were soaked with sweat.

She swung her legs over the bed and stood up. Every morning it was the same thing. Wake up screaming. Sweat saturated sheets. A pervading sense of loneliness and loss. The overwhelming drive for revenge. It was her only motivation now.

Lina went to the water pitcher and poured some water into the basin and grabbed a towel. She proceeded to sponge herself off mechanically. A few months ago she believed that she was going to be married. After that, she was going to open a magic shop with Gourry. After years of fighting monsters they were both ready to settle into a quiet, peaceful life together. Then it had to happen.

Lina threw the towel at the basin in anger as grief broke through the doors of her mind. She erupted into tears. She wanted to stop crying but couldn’t. She had things to do today, important things that she couldn’t do if she couldn’t get a hold of herself.

It was to be the day that she got rid of her one remaining vulnerability. After today, no one would be able to hurt her again.

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At the time Lina had been relieved to not have a cock jammed up her mouth or vagina. After the leader had finished with her he had her stand at attention in front of the camp. Lina did her best to not hear the jeers from the other bandits. Her focus was on Gourry. The position she had been kept in for most of the day had left her unable to see him.

He was still tightly bound and surrounded by four men with swords pointed at him. His face was deathly pale and streaked with tears. Their eyes met, and Lina could read the apology in them. Lina looked away. There had to be a way out of this. Yes, she didn’t have her powers but that didn’t mean she was out for the count.

A slap across her face brought her back to her predicament. “Don’t even think of drifting off, bitch!” the leader yelled.

“Go to hell you bastard.” She growled.

Laughter seemed to sound from every corner of the camp. “Damn, boss, she’s still feisty!”

“Indeed.” Said the leader contemplatively, “May be a more effective punishment is in order. Barnes, fetch me the stool and paddle.”

“What are you gonna do?” Lina started, by was stopped by another slap to the face. This one hard enough that she cut her inside cheek on her teeth. She spat out blood.

By then Barnes had returned with the stool and paddle. To Lina’s surprise the leader did not direct him to put the stool in front of her, but Gourry. “Stand him up.” The leader ordered.

“What are you going to do to him?” Lina yelled as the bandits around Gourry lifted him up. “Hey, answer me!”

“You’re in no position to be making demands, bitch.” The leader shouted back at her. “Remove his pants.”

Lina was very confused now, and terrified. Whatever they were planning, it could not be good. “10 times.” The leader directed.

His captors knew what their boss was referring to. They forced him to kneel before the stool and then set his balls upon it. Tension filled the air, and then Lina noticed that one had grabbed the paddle and was raising it high. Her eyes widened as she realized what they were going to do and she started to shake.

Gourry screamed into his gag as the paddle came down on his genitals. His screams tore into her soul. “You’ve just made it worse for yourselves.” Lina yelled, “When we get free…”

“If you don’t shut up then he’s going to get ten more!” the leader shot back.

Lina shut her mouth. Gourry screamed as he was hit again. Lina wasn’t sure which was worse, being tortured or watching a loved one be tortured and unable to do anything. Tears flooded her eyes again. Finally it was over and the leader turned his attention back to her.

“For every smart ass thing that comes out of your mouth the swordsman gets ten. Understand?”

Anger rose through her. She took a deep breath, trying to will it away. It wouldn’t help her now. Eventually she gave a half hearted nod. “And you are to address me as Master.” He added.

It was out before she could stop, “Oh boy you have got to be kidding…”

“Ten!”

Lina clasped her hands around her mouth, “I’m sorry, please…”

Gourry’s screams hit the air again, along with that horrible slapping sound. Guilt flooded her as she watched. His eyes were closed tightly against the pain and the color was drained from his face. He had to be supported by the bandits to keep from falling over.

“How are you to address me?” the leader asked when they had finished.

Lina again felt like she was going to vomit. “Master.” She said quietly.

The leader smiled, “Good. Now, where were we? Oh yes, I was thinking that these…you call them breasts?” he crudely groped at her chest. Lina stared at the ground, wishing the humiliation away. “Yes, well, I was thinking that they look a little barren. Craig, why don’t you bring it out here?”

“Yes boss?” Craig chipperly replied as the leader continued to feel up Lina’s boobs.

Lina tried to think of something, anything besides what Chris was going to come back with. Dread filled her as she saw him approach. It took all of her self control not to scream and run when she saw what he held.

The leader picked up a metal chain. At either end of the chain was a jagged, painful looking clamp. She backed away in spite of herself and into the bandit stationed behind her. His hands wrapped around her waist so she was standing upright. The leader grinned.

“It looks painful, doesn’t it? Answer me!”

Lina nodded, “Y-yes, Master.”

“What do you say boys? Should we experiment and let her find out how painful it is?”

A roar of affirmation rang through the crowd and Lina felt her heart speed up as the leader pinched the clamp open and then shut it on her left nipple. She screamed in agony, tears gushing from her eyes.

“Tell us how it feels.”

“It hurts you fucker!” she yelled back.

So lost was she in her own pain that it barely registered that the leader had called ten again. Gourry’s screams had mellowed into horse grunts with each slap. Lina tried to stop from hyperventilating. She wondered just how much worse this could get.

“I’m going to put the other one on now.”

Lina groaned at the announcement. Pain seized her again as the clamp bit into her tender flesh. She let out a cry. Her throat was starting to hurt from the screaming.

The leader stepped back and with a bit of dramatic flourish waved his hands in front of her, putting her on display for the camp to see. Lina wished that she had the ability to melt into a puddle as they cheered. “Now, if she gives any of you problems, just pull.” He said as he yanked the chain, causing Lina to yelp.

There was applause. Lina started to plan what it would be like to send all of them to hell.

“On your hands and knees, bitch!” the leader ordered.

Lina did as told. She really didn’t care what was going to happen next. She just wanted it over with. She was just going to take it and plan her revenge. Eventually they would slip and she would be able to get Gourry and herself out of this. She just had to bid her time…

“Have you ever been fucked up the ass?”

Lina’s eyes widened. “No Master.”

“Do you want to be?” he asked as he spread her ass cheeks.

Lina shuddered in revulsion. “No Master.”

He poked at her tiny ass hole with his finger and then pulled out a small tub of grease from his trousers. He swabbed some on his finger and then dabbed it at her opening. Lina closed her eyes, determined to block from her mind what was happening.

“Too bad for you.” He said, and Lina braced herself as she felt him at her entrance. His hands moved to her hips, bracing himself. Then he slowly pushed his dick in, making sure to draw it out as long as possible.

“How does it feel bitch?”

Lina blinked. What in the hell type of question was that? “Horrible, Master.”

She groaned in agony as he filled her. Eventually he got in as far as he could go. “So you don’t like this?”

“No Master.”

He slowly started to pull out. “But you have to take it anyway.”

Tears started to fall from her eyes. She wanted to think about her revenge, but it was damn hard to do when he kept asking her questions about what she thought about being raped. Then it dawned on her that that was what he wanted. He didn’t want her to escape into herself. “Yes Master.”