Horde (Corvid & mchawtie)

[Corvid]

"GRRRRRRR--- YES!"

Liquid fire burst inside her abraded bowels.

"YES! YES! TAKE IT ALL, YOU WHORE..."

And again, and again.

For a moment, his weight was atop her, the heavy frame of muscle and sinew crushing against her own.

Then all at once, he jerked out of her. Her stomach cramped and her ass burned; she could feel his awfulness inside of her, trickling out of her, feel her anus clenching at the exposure to the air, at the sudden evacuation.

"That's what a Sylesian cunt like you deserves, you bitch," He sneered, giving her trembling rump, covered in ruddy hand-prints, one last slap.

The cheering of the hate-filled Orro filled their ears.

[mchawtie]

She sobbed, trying in vain to curl up. Oh how she wanted to die...

[Corvid]

With a dismissive flick of his knife, Rurik cut the girl down from the pole. She landed in a heap on the ground, moaning.

"Don't think we're done with you by a long shot, Sylesian. I'm not the only one who had a hand in your capture..."

Four men gathered around the fetal form on the ground. "So," sneered one, "does the Sylesian whore know how to pleasure men with her mouth?"

[mchawtie]

Her eyes grew wide as she covered her mouth with her hands and shook her head

[Corvid]

"She'll learn!" a voice snarled from behind her. Someone grabbed her hair and jerked her painfully to her knees. "Open your mouth, Sylesian slut!"

[mchawtie]

She let out a sharp scream, and covered her mouth again

[Corvid]

The hand on her hair shook her roughly. "I said, open your mouth!"

One of the men before her began removing his belt from his breeches. "I know a treat for a whore who won't do as she's told..."

[mchawtie]

She began to sob, shaking her head vigorously, hand still clamped over it

[Corvid]

"Get her to her feet." He snapped. "Hold back her shoulders."

The hand on her hair pushed her head down, only to grab her under her arms and haul her up to standing.

The man with the belt gave her an evil smile as he regarded her. Reaching forward, he seized the collar of her jerkin and ripped the garment open, baring her full breasts with their pink areolae and jutting nipples.

The onlookers cheered the display.

He squeezed one of the woman's teats with appreciation. "Such delicate flesh, whore. Almost a pity you defied us, but I won't pretend I won't enjoy this."

He drew the heavy leather belt back over his shoulder. "Someone give me a count?!" He yelled. The crowd held its breath in anticipation.

[mchawtie]

"No-no, please don't. I-I'll be good. I-I'll be obidiant." She cried "See?" She held her mouth open wide, ready to accept their cocks

[Corvid]

One of the other four approached from behind the man who held her. He seized her hair nearest the scalp and jerked her head back.

"You had your chance. And you will again. But you'll have reason to remember to keep your mouth open when you do! Now keep your head back, unless you want leather across your face." He turned to the man with the belt.

"Go ahead, Vaun. Lay into the bitch's tits!"

The belt flew through the air.

"ONE!" Roared the bloodthirsty crowd, as the leather struck her right breast.

"TWO!" Across her left, shaking the orb and raising a livid stripe.

"THREE!" "FOUR!" "FIVE!"

The sound of leather cracking on flesh was loud in the air.

"Harder! Hurt the whore!" Urged one of the raiders.

"SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT!"

"Her nipples! Bruise those taut nubs!"

The belt exploded on the sensitive tip of her right breast.

"NINE!"

Vaun smiled cruelly as he turned the belt in his hands, now so the metal buckle, rather than leather, would impact against her exposed bosom. Her eyes widened-

CRACK. "TEN!"

[mchawtie]

She screamed a loud, blood curdling scream. Huge tears rapidly fell down her cheeks as she sobbed, red welts scoring across her breasts

[Corvid]

Vaun threw the belt aside, a look of savage satisfaction on his face as he watched her reddened breasts heave with her sobs. At some unspoken signal, the girl was released by the men who held her; she barely caught herself with her hands without sprawling on her face.

When she looked up, his cock was inches from her face.

"Suck it, you whore."

[mchawtie]

Squeezing her eyes shut, she opened her mouth, and took his cock in her mouth, starting to suck on it

[Corvid]

His hips began to rock, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth.

"Yes... Yes, bitch. Make your sweet mouth a place of pleasure for my cock... Coax the seed from my balls. Make your Sylesian mouth of use to my Orro manhood... Prove you're of some use..."

[mchawtie]

Sobbing, she continued to suck his cock, her tongue swirling around the tip.

[Corvid]

His hands moved over the back of her head, pushing deeper and deeper until she feared she would gag. Then, suddenly, her head was jerked back.

"Lazy little cunt, there are four men here. Don't tell me you've forgotten them! Service them as well!"

Indeed, there were four cocks arrayed around her head like weapons, all ramrod straight and each longer than she could easily imagine getting fully into her mouth.

[mchawtie]

Gulping, she turned to the next cock, starting to suck on that one

[Corvid]

Hands pawed at her sore breasts. "Take it deeper, lazy slut! This is an Orro warrior, he deserves better than that from you!"

[mchawtie]

Crying softly, she took more of the warriors cock into her mouth, gagging on it slightly