Dungeon

When the battle against an army of East Hyboria was lost, Red Sonja and several of her surviving fellow warrioresses were captured, chained and put in winter storage, while the East Hyborians figured out the best ways to use them.

Cimmerian girls were not easy to keep as slaves. They hardly obeyed, and would try to kill their master and escape at the very first glimpse of opportunity.

They could do as gladiators, even very skillful ones, but could not be forced to fight each other. But the Hyborians found them very amusing as victims in a wide variety of sadistic games. 

However, harsh intorrications, punishment and torture played an important role in the East Hyborian totalitarian society, and their torturists needed a generous supply of subjects to train on and to develop ever more humiliating and painful torture metodes.

For this purpose, captured, pretty enemy girls were those first and foremost being sought after, and young Cimmerian girls were the very most popular. Primarily because the Hyborians regarded these girls' bodies as exeptionally delicious, having smooth, tender skin, slim, petite figures, round, soft breasts, long, silky hair and naturally hairless, hypersensitive virgin vaginas. Although being sent naked into winter battles, these girls were also very shy and modest by nature, further contributing to make them extremely enjoyable for the ruthless Hyborians to rape and torture extensively.

More practically, despite having extraordinarily sensitive bodies, which the Cimmerian girls despairlingly would squirm and writh desperately even under the lightest torture, these girls were well known for their exeptional endurance. Which kept them alive and highly conscious under far more extreme suffering, and way longer than any others, making them perfectly fitted to test a wide range of torture instruments and techniques at.

Four months have passed, several of the captured girls have perished during the winter storage and half of the rest have already been expended through the extensive torture experiments.

The dungeon door opens, the prison guard points at the young Red Sonja. It's her time.

Her only hope now is that somebody frees her before the weeks she may expect to survive the torture expires.

Winter Warrioress

One of Red Sonja's first assignment as a young warrior girl was to approach the positions to the Eastern Hyborian army as far as she could come, in an effort to temporarily attract some attention away from other parts of the offensive.

Cimmerian warrior girls were usually outfitted with a hand weapon, like a sword or spear, and a scale mail bikini. The youngest girls were not allowed to wear bikini tops.

Boots and gloves were added on winter days. 

On even colder days, a fur cloak was also included.

On particulary cold, windy and snowy winter days, all young Cimmerian warrioresses were deprived of all their garments, which were redistributed to higher prioritized divisions, forcing the girls to go into battles with nothing but their hand weapons.

Fortunately, all the arrows that hit Red Sonja on this mission went into or through non-vital parts of her body. Although her wounds were not immediately lethal, lying naked on the ground in this weather would have caused her to freeze to death within an hour. But the deep, fluffy snow she felt into covered her body and gave some protection against the freezing wind, and her restless writhing in agony contributed further to slow the freezing of her body.

Her best hope for survival was that the Cimmerians won the battle, found her and decided to bring her to safety soon enough.

Unfortunately for her, the East Hyborians won and eventually found her deep in the snow, uncontrollably shaking and barely alive.

Freezing sounds

What did she just hear? Just the wind? An animal which can give her meat and fur? Or wildlings who will capture and abuse her?

Still, the only things she can glimpse through the blizzard are even more miles upon miles of snow and ice covered mountains.

A young Red Sonja had departed on this long journey several weeks earlier, on a late summer day. However, after just a few days, while crossing a river, the poor girl managed to loose all her clothes and equipment, except for her spear. Utterly naked, at her most shy and modest age, she has since tried to avoid contact with whoever other people she might happen to encounter.

As the late summer turned into autumn, she discovered that the nights were getting surprisingly uncomfortable as they gradually became longer and colder. In a reckless move to shorten the torments and reach her destination some days earlier, the young and inexperienced girl decided to take a shortcut over the wild and desolated mountains.

But that doesn't save you any time unless you already know the path pretty well. She didn't. Actually, after a few days, she realized she hardly had a clue. 

And she never expected the even worse that was still to come. That at this altitudes and latitudes, winter may arrive so suddenly, so brutally.

Deeply despaired and immensely suffering in the freezing cold, what are her options now?