Leanna screamed and swung the branch.  It did connect with the satyr's face, but he turned his head and it cracked against his horns.  Worse the tree branch broke, snapping into two pieces, barely connected by a strip of bark.  Then Billy yanked down on her robes once.  They came open and slid down Leanna's body, exposing her breasts to the world.  It also pinned her arms against her side somewhat.  Oh, if only she had run when she'd had the chance, or if only she hadn't gone back for the flute, or if only she'd shrugged her way out of the robes instead of trying to attack again.<br/><br/>But that was too late, and Billy pulled her to the ground.  "You hurt Billy you did, hurt his bollocks with your little stick.  Now you're going to make it all better, lick my orbs you little trick!"<br/><br/>They wrestled about on the ground but Leanna was no match for the satyr's strength.  Her energy wore out quickly and he seemed to only grow stronger as the pain in his balls faded.  But finally he had her pinned on the ground, on her back.  Then sitting on her chest, his hairy ass cheeks pressing against her exposed breasts, he grabbed his testicles and pushed them towards her mouth.  "Lick lick lick lick lick, say you're sorry to the boys.  And be nice or I'll turn you into one of me fuck toys!"