Vash gets Broken in by Brazen Bulls!

Vash was surrounded on all sides by the group of Nandi men, salivating over her like a pack of hungry lions at the sight of a fattened zebra rump. They were tall—looming over her with their muscled arms and torsos; whilst she was stout and curvy, like a cute young wife: a soft and pliable, tender and delicate flower of unspoiled beauty.

The words oozed out of her mouth in a strained, timid murmur:

"M-m-my name is Vash." She said. "I came here...in search of somebody."

Hearing this strange voice issue from her mouth, to speak the words that she willed to speak, was not something she would easily grow accustomed to.

One of the Nandi guards stood out in front of her, while the others lingered in the background.

"Follow our instructions, and we won't have a cause to get rough with you!"