>She rode him as if he were a wild beast, up and down, up and down, forcing him deeper and deeper inside her, pressing against him, dropping against him with each fall of her buttocks. While she cried out in ecstasy, he screamed in pain, each bounce of her body atop his bringing another crunching noise from beneath. Soon he no longer made any sound, and she could not get his body to cooperate.
>Eventually she screamed one last time, as much in frustration as joy, then she rolled off the young man in the battered reed armor. On one elbow, she sat up and stared into his now lifeless eyes.
>He had been very much alive when she had found him but his ribs had been broken, even protruding through the skin in places beneath his armor. His blood had leaked down his sides to form sticky pools in the dirt of the cave.

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