[GrimReaper333]

//sorry that took so long, didn't have time to correct it. Will post another part in the evening.

She felt utter disgust at her helplessness, when she remembered how she crawled and begged her captors to let her suck them. She'd survived the tortures of the Underdark, even the merciless sun couldn’t break her. For a moment she saw Imoen again but instead of fear her fate made Viconia feel only utter disgust. How pathetic she was! She was weak, while Viconia was strong. They may rape her, yes, but she woulnd't be broken, not again. She would find a way to escape and to exact her revenge and her revenge would be swift and terrifying to all who wronged her!

She already saw possibilities opening before her, learning from Imoen as much as possible about the weaknesses of her captors for once. Creating jealousy among the party, jealousy for her, that’d be second. Sarevok… he had been Therion’s enemy once, maybe it was possible to turn him against the party leader again and if not, maybe Therion could be convinced that his half brother had betrayed him again.

Finally the light subsided and Viconia looked at her captors – Edwin, standing there in a pompous pose, with a scroll in his hand, Sarevok holding her strongly, with an indifferent face, Korgan looking at her with a hungry stare and, of course, Therion having his balls licked and cock sucked by the crying Imoen. “Do your worst you freaks” she said quietly and spat on the ground.
“Don’t you… oh yes, yes sister, don’t you worry darkie, we… yes… we will.” Therion said as his moans were becoming more intense.

He was jerking his cock rapidly, slapping it against Imoen's chin while she lapped at his balls with her trembling tongue, tears running over her forehead. Groaning, he focused all his attention back towards his crying sister and her attempts to please him.

The dwarf, however, had his sights on Viconia, his excitement stoked by the drow's new attitude. While Edwin threw his now-useless scroll away with an indignant grumble, the dwarf stepped closer to the drow. „ Hey, Sar...let her down, I think it's time she got her ass pounded by a real man!” Sarevok shrugged, opening his hand to let the drow fall to the floor with a pained grunt. With her hands tied, she had no way to catch her fall and only barely avoided landing on the floor head-first.

Metallic rustling indicated the dwarf getting rid of his chainmail, his hands trembling in eagerness and his face set in a leer. He was almost drooling into his beard. „ It seems you really took care to only take the most pathetic with you, Therion”, Viconia remarked, pure acid in her voice, „ your dwarf is almost tripping over himself to get to me...” Korgan snarled upon hearing these words, Therion being too busy playing with his sister to react. The dwarf stepped towards her and grabbed a fistful of her white hair, pulling her head back painfully, eliciting another surprised and pained yelp from the captive drow. „ First off...I'm not 'his dwarf'!” He backhanded her across the face, her right cheek turning darker with his handprint. Viconia, though she felt the slap sting terribly, grit her teeth, unwilling to give him the satisfaction. No one would ever see her in tears again...especially not these low-lifes!

„ And second...you think THIS is pathetic?” He had reached inside his pants and was now pulling out his cock, the head only inches from Viconia's face. The drow had to admit...it was impressive, especially given the dwarven's size. While not very long, it was quite thick, possibly thicker than any other cock she'd had in any of her holes yet...and just as ugly as the rest of its owner. If he really tried to fuck her ass with that, she'd have to expect a lot of pain...but, determined to live through this, she simply looked at the member, then at Korgan. „ Is this supposed to impress me, dwarf? I've seen halflings with bigger cocks than yours!”

Now, Korgan was well and truly furious. Using his hold on her hair to keep her head straight, he slapped her face a few more times, turning her cheeks into stinging infernos. „ Let's see how feisty ya are with my cock up yer ass!”
Finally letting go of her hair, Korgan stepped around her, snarling at Sarevok, who was still watching from behind, „ Outta my way...I said i'd take her first!” „ Whatever pleases you...”, the giant reumbled, stepping back so that Korgan could take his place behind the drow. Her knees scraped against the rough earth as Korgan's hands landed on her ass and pulled it back and up for easier access.

Feeling him spread her asscheeks, his thick, throbbing cockhead against the sensitive opening between them, Viconia focused her eyes on Therion, using her hatred to shield herself from the pain that was sure to follow. Therion was groaning loudly at this moment, his cock erupting in a spray of cum that splattered across Imoen's cute features, her tits, her hair, pooling underneath her chin...

As he came, he grabbed the whip handle again and started violently pumping it in and out of his sister's snatch, his cock still spraying his seed all over her...

And then, Korgan pushed his fat cockhead into her asshole...
Viconia gritted her teeth and barely contained a moan of pain, from escaping her mouth. The dwarf grabbed her hips and thrust himself in with one, strong push, overcoming the resistance of Viconia’s clenched muscles.

“Aaagh! That’s all you can… agh… do?!” Viconia cried out, as Korgan found his rhythm and began fucking her mercilessly. He pushed his fat cock in and then pulled it out, so only the tip of his dick was inside… and then rammed it back in one push, causing Viconia to arch her body forward, her abused tits scraping the ground, making the drow to cry loud in pain, through her gritted teeth. In and out, in and out, the dwarf was pounding Viconia’s tightest fuckpole.

Once again she felt as if she was torn apart, her lower half aflame with pain. It was as if Korgan’s dick was made of fire, it hurt her so much, stretching her tightest hole as wide as it had never been stretched before. The only good thing was that it wasn’t so long and didn’t penetrate her as deeply. Nevertheless with each thrust the priestess cried with pain. What was the worst about Korgan, was that he fucked, raped her ass so savagely, as no one had done before. “Aaagh… Aaa! You… aaagh… goddess… aaagh… you sick bastards”.

Therion, Sarevok and Edwin, were standing there and watching the rape. Although Viconia still shouted and insulted her rapist, at least when she wasn’t crying in pain, the dwarf didn’t mind. He didn’t mind that his victim still feisty. He just wanted to hurt her, to give her as much pain as he could. He cherished her cries, the way how her body rocked in the rhythm of his violent thrusts almost as much as he loved the soft, tight feeling of her asshole surrounding his prick.

“Hell, I love you elves, ughh… all so tight… so sensitive to pain… ugh… and you stubborn drows… ugh… always looking down on everyone… ugh… and yet you scream and beg and plead the same… ugh… as I pound your sorry, pathetic asses…” he mumbled between his thrusts, listening as the drow cried in unison.

“Hard… to… aaaa! Up… on… you.. hard… aaa, nooo, aaa! Hard to stand… aaa… next to your smell!” Viconia gasped, feeling unwanted tears gather in her eyes. She didn’t allow them, she let her rape, her anger at the filthy dwarf fuel her power, give her strength to withstand the torment.
“And this… smelly dwarf… is… uggggh! Cumming… up… your… ASS!” Korgan yelled as he started to flood Viconias bowels with his jism. “Cumming in your tight… ass… drow… can you feel it… yeah… take it!”

While watching Viconia's assrape take place, Therion was idly pumping the whip handle in and out of his crying sister's pussy, loving to listen to her cries as a backdrop to the events playing out before him, a thin smirk twisting his lips. Korgan was useful for breaking them in properly...sure, the dwarf was obnoxious, loud, ugly and not exactly clean, but his arms were strong and he was brutal enough. The man had no scruples whatsoever and he lived for rape just as much as for the opportunity to sink his blade into his enemies. That made him perfect for their group. The way he handled Viconia was simply wonderful. „ Hnnngh...hnnngh...”, he groaned as he pounded the drow's ass with hard strokes while his balls emptied their load into Viconia's bowels.

The drow bit her lip to keep herself from feeling the full brunt of shame and indignity that was being visited upon her, successfully holding the tears at bay for the moment, even though she still grunted and cried out with each thrust, hoping that this ordeal would be over soon.