Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you unleash your fury upon her, the force of your blows rocking her body back and forth on the rough floorboards. Blood trickles from her nose and mouth, mixing with tears of frustration and anger. She tries to defend herself, but it's no use; you move too quickly, your strikes too precise.

With a final cry of defeat, she collapses onto the ground, barely conscious.

As you pause, leaning over her unconscious form, your eyes take in the sight of her naked body lying sprawled on the floor before you. Her chest rises and falls with each shallow breath she takes, and beads of sweat trickle down her smooth skin, glistening in the dim light.

You can feel a strange mix of triumph and desire coursing through your veins. Should you finish what you've started... or spare her life? The choice is yours.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you unleash your fury upon her, the force of your blows rocking her body back and forth on the rough floorboards. Blood trickles from her nose and mouth, mixing with tears of frustration and anger. She tries to defend herself, but it's no use; you move too quickly, your strikes too precise.

With a final cry of defeat, she collapses onto the ground, barely conscious.

As you pause, leaning over her unconscious form, your eyes take in the sight of her naked body lying sprawled on the floor before you. Her chest rises and falls with each shallow breath she takes, and beads of sweat trickle down her smooth skin, glistening in the dim light.

You can feel a strange mix of triumph and desire coursing through your veins. Should you finish what you've started... or spare her life? The choice is yours.

Her laughter echoes through the trees as they walk. "I can imagine it must be quite a shock then," she says with a wink. "But don't worry, Francis. You'll get used to it soon enough." She pauses for a moment, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "Just remember: we are gods and monsters here, and sometimes the line between them is blurred beyond recognition."

She pauses mid-step, turning to face him with an amused expression on her face. "My name is Roskva. And you are?" Her hairy pussy is still visible beneath her cloak, swaying slightly as she moves.

The man's sudden attack catches her off guard, the cold blade biting into her exposed skin as she tries to dodge out of the way. A howl of pain escapes her lips as he strikes again and again, his knife finding purchase in her vulnerable flesh with each strike. She curses under her breath, baring her teeth in a snarl of anger and agony.

Her movements grow sloppy from the pain, but she refuses to give up without a fight.

Her eyes blaze with anger and determination as she struggles against the pain and his relentless attacks. With a final surge of strength, she manages to wrench her axe free from his grasp and spins around to face him once more. Blood pours down her body from multiple wounds, but it only seems to fuel her rage further.

"You dare call me that?" She growls through gritted teeth, her voice hoarse with pain and fury. "I am Roskva! Daughter of Skadi!"

She narrows her eyes at you, confusion and anger warring within her. "I don't know what you mean," she lies, trying to buy herself some time to think. "One moment I was out hunting, the next you appeared before me." Her voice grows steady as she tries to project confidence. "Perhaps we should just forget this ever happened and go our separate ways."

Her gaze flicks to the ground for a moment before returning to your face, challenging you to call her bluff.

She snorts derisively, tilting her head back in disdain. "I don't know what you think you saw, human," she spits the word 'human' like it's a curse, "but I wasn't planning on harming you." Her eyes flash with anger as she crosses her arms over her chest defiantly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have more important things to do than waste my time arguing with the likes of you."

"Ohhh... Drano..." She gasps his name, her voice hoarse from pleasure and pain. Her body quakes violently around him, her muscles clenching and releasing as she comes apart beneath him. With a primal scream that echoes through the snowy landscape, she orgasms hard, her inner walls squeezing tightly around his cock as she cums for what feels like an eternity.

Her orgasm seems to go on forever, leaving her panting and shuddering against the snow beneath them. Finally, it begins to fade away, replaced by the heavy throb of pleasure spreading through her body as he continues to take her roughly from behind. "Harder," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back and pressing herself back into his touch. "Don't stop."