Ruined by Lady Outlaws

Lady Sabrina Castell wants nothing more than a bit of adventure with her dear friend Ariana. When their carriage is ambushed, they find themselves in the custody of a band of ruthless highway women. Sabrina makes a desperate bid to save Ariana from being defiled by the lady bandits by offering her own body body in exchange. However, some bargains are far more pleasant than anticipated.

EXPLICIT: This 5,000 word story is meant for adult audiences only and contains magical sex toys put to wicked use, a femme fourway, cunnilingus, and a set of scorchingly hot lady bandits.

EXCERPT: Sabrina swallowed. In a moment of sudden decision, she let go of Ariana and stepped in front, arms spread. "I won't let you touch her," she said, chin up and teeth bared. Ariana struggled, but Sabrina kept herself firm. Over the years, Ariana had defended her from more than one type of harm. It was time to return favors.
She could almost feel the woman's eyes like a touch as they dragged down her body. Leather creaked as she took a single, soft-footed step forward. "You won't?"
Color started to rise to Sabrina's cheeks. Her stomach threatened to twist into hot tangles, and her skin was tight and heated. Men had gazed at her with appreciation as she'd grown into womanhood and started to fill out. Women, too, though less often. But she'd never been looked at quite so intensely, as if the bandit would rip her clothing off with just a look. "I won't."
Behind her, Ariana hissed recriminations, oaths, pleas, but Sabrina ignored it as best she could. If she listened, she would break, and she couldn't allow that. Anything but that. The risks were too high, and her friend too precious.
"As you will, then. We have a deal." The bandit held out her hand, palm up. The bag on her shoulder fell to the floor with a heavy thud and the clink of thick glass. "Come here, my lady."
Desperate hands grasped at her back, but Sabrina shrugged them off and closed the distance, as ordered. The bandit closed her hand around Sabrina's, calluses scratchy against Sabrina's softer skin. She braced herself for a sudden pull, to be thrown to the ground and taken roughly. Nothing could have prepared her for the press of the woman's soft lips against her knuckles.
Soft gray eyes looked up at her from behind thick lashes. "My name is Delit."
The words were spoken against her skin, lips brushing. Sabrina couldn't hide her shiver, or the shameful flush across her skin. Bound behind the bones of her corset, her breasts felt heavy, tender. "Delit," she repeated, tasting the name.
"Please, don't do this." Hands grasped her shoulders, yanking her away from Delit and into Ariana's arms. A tear-wet cheek pressed against her neck. "Sabrina, please—you don't have to do this for me—"
"It's one or both of us." Sabrina turned her head, catching Ariana's eyes with her own. She remembered the taste of Ariana's lips on hers, that brief kiss something precious and fragile. It wouldn't be taken away. "Let me protect you, this time."
"No—" The arms around Sabrina's ribs tightened. "No..."
Delit watched in amusement, then shook her head. "This won't do. Rose!"
Again the tent flap moved, and the blond woman from before stepped in. "Aye?"
"Restrain Lady Linen."
Sabrina watched, feeling helpless as Rose pulled Ariana away, into the far corner of the tent. Her friend fought and kicked, twisting to try and win back her freedom, but the bandit woman was hardened by life as an outlaw and was stronger.
"If you will not behave, you will be removed," Delit said easily, as if having ladies bodily restrained was a daily occurrence. Perhaps, for bandits, it was. "And who knows what I might do to Lady Castell without your watchful eye upon me."