Savage Essonja! (Patreon)

"BwaaaHaahaaaa!" cackled the sorceress! Her enormous green breasts swayed and jiggled as she spun her arms around her, gathering her magical powers. Princess Penny had been carried away from her warm and comfortable palace by one of Za'ara's monstrous ravens, then left trembling and naked here atop the ruins of the Troll King's citadel.

"What is that you want of me? Jewels? Gold? My father is rich and can pay you whatever you want, but oh, please let me go!" Penny's bosom heaved as tears welled in her eyes, tears that were whipped away by the stinging cold winds that swirled like dragons round the mountain top. 

"Trinkets for greedy fools!" bellowed Za'ara. Her tall, impossibly voluptuous, yet slender body, no doubt enhanced with dark magic, sauntered towards Penny. Those huge, yet cold, breasts swayed from side to side with every sultry step. She reached out a clawed hand and grasped Penny's tit in her icy grasp. 

Penny winced at the sorceress' touch, she could feel the chilling stab of necromantic powers stinging her soft, tender flesh. She let out a whine of agony. "Fool. You're milk is my delight. My true hunger. When I have drained every last drop of white gold from your teats, the I Za'ara of Emerald Star will resurrect- 

The verdant villain stopped mid speech. She heard something. LIke the faint jingle of coins cutting through the tempest atop the mountain. She looked over her shoulder. 

Behind her, cresting the ridge of the ruins was a swirling shock of milk-white hair, and beneath that were eyes that burned like blue flame. The jingling came from the metal scale bikini that barely contained the warriors ample curves, and in her gloved hands was a great sword that sang a song of bloody ruin.

"You will release Princess Penny, or pay for your crimes with your green blood, witch!" demanded Essonja.

"HA!" barked Za'ara. "I am no mere witch, FOOL!" With a flick of her wrist the ground came alive and unseen thongs of golden ribbons sprung from her arms and wrapped themselves tightly around Penny's bare limbs and gagged her.

"Ughhhhfhhh!" Penny tried to scream as ghastly hands made of dark magic wrought stone jutted from the mountain top and gripped her milky mammaries.

"Aztang Foegh Grimnakt!" shouted the wicked conjuror. Sparks flew and crackled like vines creeping up a tombstone before Za'ara, then from out of the void and between the sparks emerged a wicked plinth and bowl. 

The sorceress moved her hands and the plinth came to rest at Penny's bare feet. With a command only the mad wizards of the Emerald Star could understand, the stone hands pulled Penny by her breasts towards the bowl and began squeezing till warm, sweet milk began to pour from her nipples. "Unngghhh! Oooooh!" moaned Penny through her gag.

"Monster!" screamed Essonja. She surged towards the sorceress, but in the blink of an eye Za'ara raised two more stone hands while lifting herself into the air, and then settling down on a high perch by the side of the ruins. 

"How dare you desecrate my ceremony and deny me my destiny! These hands will tear you apart, warrior, and when I'm done,  your voluptuous companion will be a meal for Targa'Phanons, Supreme Warlock of the Emerald Star! Ahhhahhhaaaaa!"

But Essonja could not hear the demented words of the twisted magician, only the clanging of cold steel upon stone.

Congratulations to Furry Bound for winning this month's Barbarians and Giantesses pinup poll! I loved creating this epic battle at the top of the world between good and evil, where Penny's hangers hang in the balance!