Shameless Outlaws

By Pat Powers

In a world where heroic warriors fight to the death for honor and glory, where proud women warriors defend their honor and virtue to the death, the warrior Markus the Meaty and his happy sex slave and protector Slinky the Slavegirl would definitely NOT fit in.

Fortunate it is indeed, then, that they live on Lothar, a world of high adventure where warriors fight until they are unconscious but not dead, where proud free women are envious of the naked, shameless sluts that slink among them, and a smart and sneaky man gets ahead of a brave and true warrior every time.

Markus commands the Shameless Outlaws, whose hidden forest fort is constantly under attack from cougar women who are hungry for the men who shelter there. Slinky, the former leader of a band of cougar women who gave it up because they were just too annoying to deal with, is smarter than Markus and a better fighter, too. And in a world where outlaw bands, pirate bands, mercenaries and cougar women battle one another constantly, a slave girl who can defeat enemies by the horde is an excellent thing to have, especially if your greatest battle skill is writing up reports about the battle afterward.

Join Markus and Slinky as they struggle to stay together in a topsy-turvy world where slave girls fight alongside their Masters and Mistresses to preserve their bondage, and even the bravest warrior screams in terror when captured and forced to listen to epic slave girl poetry. This is one heroic adventure that's adult in every sense of the word, gleefully mocking all the cliches and conventions of every last sword and sandal story ever told.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pat Powers
• Release date: Jan 24, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310490132

Pat Powers

Pat Powers may not be the most interesting man in the world, but when he writes about himself in the third person, he tries to make people think so.A former sex droid designer and professional cyclist, he had an epiphany after winning the Tour de France for the third time. He realized that writing erotica was a lot easier than bicycling up mountains. (Riding down mountains is actually easier than writing erotica, but much more physically dangerous.) Powers decided to write erotica for his own comfort and safety and the enjoyment of his many thoroughly satisfied readers.And the rest, as they say, is history. Powers has become the most famous unknown author in his genre, and has amassed a fortune in words.

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Shameless Outlaws

Book the First of The Adventures of Markus the Meaty and Silky the Slavegirl of Lothar

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Chapter 1

A Glorious Near-Victory

The hills overlooking the lands of the Brotherhood of Pirates were an excellent vantage point from which to plan the final stages of the raid, in fact, they were the ONLY vantage point, as the hills quickly gave over to a long flat plain that led to the forbidding walls of the stronghold. The flame-red trees that bordered the purple-green sedge that grew on the plain demarcated the edges of the killing field in front of the fortress very plainly, and very prettily, contrasting with the blue-green rocks that formed the walls of the fort.

Not much cover there, Markus of Lothar muttered darkly as his semi-loyal band circled around him, all of them keeping well beneath the top of the hill to avoid being hit by a snipers' arrow. Markus shrugged his broad shoulders as he spoke, his eyes crinkling as he gazed into the distance with the look of an eagle, only with less feathers on his face, and no horny beak. He had broad, pleasant features and a smile that most of the Shameless Outlaws would have unhesitatingly identified as dopey but his brown eyes had a certain sharpness to them that belied his general demeanor.

Master, I do not see ANY cover there, said Taurus' slave Silky, a sultry, short-legged blonde who might easily have been pictured in dictionary next to the word voluptuous. She tugged uneasily at the leash that held her to Markus, the collar that the leash was secured to being the only clothing she had available to tug on, easily or uneasily. Her nakedness contrasted sharply with the brown leather garments that cloaked Markus, leather trousers and sleeveless vest decorated with knives, a sword, a bow, a spear and a quiver with an arrow generator sticking out of it. I hope this does not end in another slaughter of us, like last time.

And the time before that, said the warrior Tyranus helpfully.

And the time before that, said the warrior Lydia, also helpfully.

As I recall, the official description of those raids was that they were near-victories, Markus said, glaring at the lot of them. And besides, I was able to buy freedom for … most of you, Markus added.

I don't know what I'm doing here, said the warrior Penny, my butt still hurts from my last capture.

Do not be concerned, Taurus said with a cheerful smile, for I have a stratagery!

Groans and sighs arose from the assembled warriors and slaves as they heard this news.

Surely a wonderful plan, my mighty Master! Silky said with something that almost resembled enthusiasm. Markus could never tell if her enthusiasm was genuine or sarcasm, but had long ago decided it took less effort to believe it was genuine.

Indeed, girl, it is, Markus declared, eyeing her suspiciously, just in case. Here is my plan. The plain approaching the fort is flat, but I notice there are hills on either side. Instead of running straight up to the gate and attacking at the center, we'll approach from either side, using the hills for cover, then once we've downed enough of them or at least made them unhealthy, rush for the gate while they are weak and cannot stop us. And before we run to the hills, we'll snipe from back here and see if we can't get them out.

It sounds almost plausible, said Tyranus grudgingly.

In combination with our two to one numerical advantage, it can't fail, Taurus announced confidently.

That's what you said about your plan at the raid before this one, Penny said.

And the one before that, added Lydia.

Markus gave them all his No. 28 Glare of Outraged Authority. I am willing to consider any better plans that anyone might have. Does anyone have one?

Couldn't we just give up and go home? asked the slave Drusilla. I hear they are VERY good bows.

Perhaps if we threw ourselves before them and begged for mercy, suggested the slave Mindy.

Bah, the plans of slavegirls, growled Markus. We will take their fort, capture them all, and have much sport with them. Now go to your positions and start sniping!

Grumbling, the brave outlaws and outlawesses of the Shameless Outlaws headed for various redoubts in the hills. Markus followed the group that made their way along the western hills, working slowly from hill to hill until they were with 200 meters of the fort, and the tiny figures of defenders could be made out breaking up the fort walls.

Markus gazed across the open plain at the woods to the east of the fort, watching to see if they were in range. When they were all in position, Markus shouted Fire! and by way of illustration reached back into his quiver and touched the arrow generator that poked out of the top of it a certain way, and launched a fire arrow into the air toward the fort. It was followed by a hail of arrows aimed at the tiny heads that poked over the walls of the distant fort, and a moment later a hail of arrows came slicing into the hills. The battle was joined.

Come, mine, we will go where we can keep an eye on the battle, Markus said, grabbing Silky's leash and dragging her along behind him.

Yes, master, a safe vantage point as usual? she asked.

Of course, Markus said. We cant be losing our raid leader to some stray arrow, he said imperiously.

With the other warriors busily engaged in sniping, Markus led Silky down