<strong>"Mmmmf!"</strong>Wan-Chin mumbled helplessly from beneath Lyn's supple, wide ass.  His face was sweating like a damp rag in a sauna, and his chest was heaving in heavy repetition.  Her warm ass on his face, pinned as he was between her thighs, clad in tight leather... in spite of himself Wan-Chin grew hard again, teased and full of desire even in the face of his utter defeat, the pussy that denied him his glory literally inches from his mouth.  He tried to press his lips to her's, tongue licking, pressing gums, but to no avail--her sturdy yet taut leather denies him.<br/><br/><strong>"Wh-whatever you say," </strong>Wen Ben says, trying to disguise his growing erection.  The men were already looting the larger buildings, and the High Woods gang began settling in to their new roost.  Their leader decided to go ahead and join them in spite of his erotic fixation, assuming Wan-Chin'd be in no position to escape.<br/><br/>Wan-Chin wriggled, face damp, fear ripping through his eyes as he tried to command his wasted limbs to rise.  Drained and unawares, he is left utterly at Lyn's mercy.<br/><br/><strong>Head back North?:  Wilderness Survival 4<br/>Head back South?:  Wilderness Survival 6<br/>Get a bandit to help guide you south: Diplomacy 6<br/>Finish Wan-Chin:  Unarmed 4</strong>