I hope you enjoy the history.

disavowal : all graphic symbol in the story are 18 or older, and all events are entirely sham. Remember, this is a illusion. Always follow your ambition, the darker and kinkier the better !

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The stench of smoke and death hung in the air like a putrid fog that refused to dissipate. The ransacked buildings of Namh-Jhong village littered the landscape like fling crank, and the great dorm of the town 's chief came down with a clash as fire leapt from its base. The riot of those inside could still be heard. Outside, surveying the slaughter like his personal domain, Warlord Kresh sat atop his horse in full fight armor, a giant cudgel fisted in one hand. He looked with atonement at the burning at the stake star sign all around him.

The Choi were a frail people and they deserved to be wiped out, he thought to himself. His men would vote out, rape, and plunder, taking whatever was valuable or utile back to their steppe motherland. Warlord Kresh had a harsh, angular expression with bottomless fateful eyes and a finely chiseled nose. His arms and legs moved with the grace of a Felis onca, and with the rippling muscles to match. He glanced to his leftfield now as two screaming girls were pushed through the room access of a house which several of his warriors were in the process of setting alight with their blowtorch.

'' No ! please ! Our household are inside, you ca n't ! '' Amaya shouted. The first girl was more pale-skinned. She was slender, with disproportionately large boob that were most pleasing in Kresh 's mint. Their areolas were a vibrant garden pink and stood out in utter contrast to her supple cones. The warrior who had dragged her from the house was Garash, his second-in-command. Garash now tore what flimsy rags remained from the big-breasted girl 's soundbox with the assistant of a few eager men. Meanwhile the second girl, slightly darker complexioned, looked with blue eyes as two more than men thrust her to her knee joint and began to reave her just as savagely.

The battle had recollective since ended, and Kresh decided there was no point in wearing his burdensome armour any longer. He proceeded to strip completely until he stood defenseless and free, like any virile steppe warrior 's proudest and nigh natural state. He walked up to the dark-skinned beauty, who was now naked with her hands bound tightly behind her spinal column. She looked up at him sullenly, a soupcon of defiance hiding behind her center.

'' What is your name, girl ? ``

'' Chizu. '' He could feel the hatred in her countersign, and it pleased him. This one would be a pleasance to ruin. He would savor it. Kresh leaned down, cupping the girl 's chin and forcing her head sideways to keep an eye on her champion 's ordeal.

Amaya was completely bare now too. One man held her arms behind her back while another man put a knife to her neck.

'' Do n't move, bitch. You struggle, I cut your throat. '' The third man was Garash. He looked appreciatively at Amaya 's exposed cunt, the light copper of pubic hairsbreadth above that tantalizingly vulnerable slit. He leaned over, sucking gently on each of the little girl 's nipples, wresting plaintive moans from her young lips.

'' Please, no ! Do n't ravish me ! Please let me deliver my parents and trivial baby. They 'll fire to death ! '' The attack in the home base behind them was growing, smoke billowing from a newly made hole in the cap. But Garash ignored the girl, sucking harder on each tit as he reached a digit down to stroke the fille 's sex. Amaya groaned as he bit her nipple, and then her eyes widened when he stepped back to savor her nakedness, his shaft springing up like a grandiloquent, wicked-looking brand - one made of figure instead of steel.

'' You like what you see, cunt ? I hope you do because soon this hammer will be raping your young pussy as hard as any cock has ever fucked you. ''

Amaya 's eye shined with tears. `` Please, Sir. I 'm a virgin ! Please do n't do this ! At-at least let my family go ! ''

But her plea fell on deaf ear, and Garash motioned for the men to spread the gorgeous fair sex 's legs. They forced the girl 's creamy thigh wide-cut and lifted her into his limb as he lined up his cock beneath her pussy. No Sooner did he receive his cockhead nestled between her flabby, delicate labia, he had his men release her, sending her plunging down his thick beam of light.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! UHH ! ! ``

Amaya cried out as the cock swiftly plunged into her velvety heat. Her purulent throbbed with annoyance and fullness at the intruder 's cock. Garash growled contentedly and palmed her ass nerve, bouncing her young, slender body up and down his length like a rag dolly. His oink soon joined the screams from Amaya 's home as her family perished in the flaming. Amaya 's feminine oink, dull and listless as she felt her pussy sliding mercilessly up and down her rapist 's member, became a indulgent undercurrent of barely audible sound. With her carpus saltation behind her, she could do cipher but moan as Garash supported her whole consistency with the strength of his arms. His enormous mass began fucking her like a beast.

Kresh turned to Chizu. `` Would you like to join her, small fille ? ``

Chizu gaiter in his face, and the warlord chuckled. `` Does that answer your question ? Bastard ! murderer ! ``

Kresh stood up, his eyes dimming like ice after sundown. `` I have been called often big, little cunt. You will rue that, I 'll urinate sure of it. '' The warlord motioned to the two men who had been 'assisting'Garash. They came over and forced Chizu onto her back. Spreading her legs, they drove two humble stake into the ground and tied her ankles fast to them. Then they did the like with her struggling wrist joint. The sun-kissed beauty was not only naked now but also helpless in the most complete sense of the countersign. She looked up at him defiantly as he knelt between her silken thigh, his cock fully elongated, so aroused at the hatful of her gaping sex spread to him - inviting his turncock to make the dip.

'' looking at at this sweetly slit, '' he murmured. kneel, he began to lap at her sex, sliding his tongue along her plump labia as he felt her body quiver in response. He sensed the lecherousness of his warriors as they watched him, as his natural language made enticing licks, slurps, and deft fortuity all along Chizu 's petal-like labia, rimming the interior of her twat and then raking up and down her tiny clitoris. Chizu groaned, the nipples on her lissome breasts beading with arousal unwillingly, and she yelled at him to stop.

'' Mmmm ! ! ! What 's wrong, cunt ? You do n't care having your pussy feasted upon while your sept burns ? '' said Kresh with benighted entertainment. He reached a finger inside her pussy, pumping with fast, brutal strokes as his other mitt gently teased both of her breast, gliding across the supple skin.

Amaya 's feminine grunts became more acute in the scope. Garash was clenching her finely-shaped buttocks harder now, firmly impaling her kidnapping as he grunted and watched his cock vanish into her blind drunk depths. He admired the Virgo the Virgin blood coating his cock, and it was now mingled with his own slimy pre-cum as he raped the attractive daughter. Amaya 's hands clenched and she squeezed her centre shut, trying to blot out the world around her as Garash crushed her oral cavity with a fell kiss.

'' Such a odorous gustation you have, fornicatress. buss me back, bitch ! Push your clapper in my mouth as you feel my cock ram up your slimy little cunt. Getting raped by a superior Asghani cock will be the low and last worthwhile thing a Choi slut like you will ever do ! '' Garash said, the mercilessness of his tone just as harsh as his Logos. He stifled her groan as his tongue plundered her rima oris, relishing his cock encased in her warmth all the while.

'' Please…Stop ! Oh god ! '' Amaya groaned, her pussy moistening against her will at all the clash of his putz pumping her young pussy. It was rare for a woman to be capable to orgasm by sheer penetration alone, but the Choi were known for their decadent, libido-prone style. Some even whispered that Choi charwoman were sluts by nature. As Kresh watched Garash Pound his Chosen victim, her kitty slowly trickling womanly juices to cake the man 's peter, the warlord began to seriously marvel whether the rumor were true.

'' Please… This is wrong ! '' Amaya begged. The squelching, wet sounds of suck, her purulent accepting Garash 's raping ray, soon seemed to resound despite the tumult and the chaos of the village being ravaged all around them.

Amaya opened her center for a consequence, and out of her peripheral vision she recognized her youthful sister Sachiko running for her biography. Somehow she had escaped the fire of their collapsing home, yet now the quondam sister watched in horror as a grizzled horse fancier with a flowing face fungus swept her up in his weapons system. He laughed as if he had caught a rare prize, slinging the struggling fille over his articulatio humeri. The big-breasted older babe could only weakly demand for them to let Sachiko go.

But Garash ignored her pleas, fucking her harder than ever, his muscular tissue tensing as his cock strained deep inside her pith.

'' Uhh… Uhh… UHH ! ! Fuck, you 're sloshed, whore… I feel your cunt squeezing my shaft and milking my glob so skillful ! Mmmm ! ! Maybe I give you an Ashgani holy terror in your belly. Not that you 'll dwell that long, '' he growled, his fist clenching as he launched himself backward onto the mud. `` Ride this cock, small puss ! Ride it ripe or I cut off your nipples ! '' Garash pulled a knife from the scabbard which he 'd kept close, and now he brandished it, pressing the sharp tip into Amaya 's decent tit. A tiny medallion of blood flowed down her chest as he barely pierced the nipple, and her plaintive wail told him that he 'd given her some nuisance to properly motivate her.

Soon the big-breasted fille was gyrating frantically on his cock, as he simply lay there and let the lost lady friend do near of the body of work. Her pubic thatch and his were hopelessly entwined, joined together as she ground on top of him. He grunted with atonement, his one bridge player cupping her un-pierced tit even as his early paw pressed the flat of the knife across her smooth ass cheek. The cold distance of blade against her flesh made the lady friend tremble, and she moaned as she felt the shaft rubbing inside her slit, creating sensations she did n't want to acknowledge.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' Amaya sighed, her dead body betraying her. Her pussy was slowly creaming up on her rapist 's shaft, and it made her cheeks turn crimson with disgrace. She tried to locomote her wrists, to pause spare of the circle which held them resolutely in seat, but to no avail. She groaned and looked down into Garash 's exulting eyes as he tweaked her pap with his free hand, relishing the raft of the pebbled bakshis between his thumb and forefinger, her nudity writhing atop him with such desperate grace of God.

'' Yes, lilliputian snatch. You keep riding turncock like a skilful slut, maybe I do n't slice your pharynx until tomorrow ! '' Garash growled. Then he spit on the hilt of his tongue and reached around, slowly prodding the blunt end of the artillery between her ass cheeks. Garash called to one of the warrior bystanders. `` facilitate me with this, brother. Lend a handwriting ! ``

For a present moment a garbled look overtook Amaya 's lust-pained fount, and she forgot the inspiration in her pubic region, her pussy warm and wet hugging her rapist 's member. For a moment she forgot that she was grinding atop the turncock of the man who had just helped kill her parents, realizing that they were about to deflower her Virgo ass…

'' No ! You bastards delight blockage ! '' Amaya cried out. The unknown soldier helpfully thrust the saliva-coated knife hilt into the slender girl 's puckered jam. He relentlessly nudged it forward until her tight anus engulfed the first various spans of the hilt, leaving it firmly embedded in her ass. The voluminosity overwhelmed her, swamping her sess as she reeled and nearly blacked out.

'' Oh god ! It hurts ! Please adopt it out ! '' Amaya moaned.

Even as she moaned and pleaded, she suddenly felt Garash 's hands cup her supple breasts, squeezing them hard as his cock seemed to pulsate recondite inside her slickening sex. `` Aaaahhh. Shut up, bitch ! I 'm about to consecrate your despicable Choi fuck-hole with my superior Ashgani seed. Be thankful for the few talent that remain to you ! '' The muscular raider tensed underneath her, his cum shooting like a shaft through the tip of his grotesque member, a surge of hot-sticky jism that scoured out her insides. She groaned as she felt his nasty cum taint every crevice of her smashed pussycat, the excess cum congealing at the juncture of their pubic mounds, sealing her slit and his manhood together in a strongly-scented sexual glue.

During this entire fourth dimension Kresh had pinned Chizu 's face sideways, forcing her to watch every minute of her supporter 's rape. Now he whispered speech to her which were as cruel as they were devastating.

'' Yes, maybe you 'll learn dozens of my men dishonor your slut ally before it 's all over. But do n't care, snatch, I 'll chance ways to ca-ca sure you do n't feel left out. You get the biggest peter of all - mine ! Can you experience the head of my cock at the entrance to your fuck-hole ? Hmm ? '' Kresh 's huge, bulbous head brushed up and down her incision, teasing and tantalizing her like the darkest promise, grazing up and down her button until the flyspeck big money of nerves began to come alive.

Chizu watched dully as Garash reached around, pumping the hilt of his tongue harder into Amaya 's sore anus, making the girl groan and beg for mercifulness even as his tool was still snuggle inside her thoroughly raped cunt.

'This is n't how I envisioned our lives would end ,'Chizu thought bitterly. 'What immortal have we offended, that they bring down this barbarous fate on everything we hold dear ?'

Chizu gasped as she felt Kresh slowly ease his cock between her legs, pushing aside her labia and gently nudging all the way in until, with his testicles flush against her crotch, Warlord Kresh grunted with pleasure and began thrusting with great, deep strokes, moving in a pulverizing yet even rhythm.

'' Yes, you like getting raped by a huge, backbreaking cock, do n't you girl ? Tell me how much you love getting raped by my tool. DO IT or I 'll make you see as I cut out your friend 's tongue ! '' Chizu 's breasts shook with the force of Kresh 's thoroughgoing thrusts, his phallus slamming between her puss rim as he growled at her to hold her eyes wide unresolved and do as he commanded. The dusky-skinned beauty moaned, a loud and plaintive sound, but she said the words he wanted to hear.

'' Sir, I love your cock raping my sore pussy. Please ravish me so hard. Fuck my worthless pussy. ``

Kresh grunted, pulling his humanity all the way out so that Chizu could see the shining juice on his fixed, vein-throbbing peter, only to slam his penis soundly between her thighs with a loud smacking once more. `` Thank me for this rooster, bitch ! ''

Chizu sighed, her eubstance betraying her as her sex began to respond to the constant rubbing of the cock shoving and jostle within her soft folds. 'Oh god ,'she thought, 'is this giant actually starting to get to me ?'She whimpered and grudgingly said the words.

'' Th-thank you Sir…thank you for fucking me with your splendid cock. ``

The warlord 's regard sharpened as his paw gripped her by the neck and began to squeeze. Choking her made her writhe and squirm all the more frantically around his shaft, her twat desperately milking him toward the ultimate coming. Kresh looked down as his shaft vanished between Chizu 's plump labia, her bitch soaking up his cinch like a leech, inviting him into her moist astuteness as if a primal want in the girl was secretly only too happy to receive this ruthless fucking. Chizu sputtered and clenched her fists as her ankles flailed uselessly, saltation to the stake, until her Thomas Young twat felt a upsurge of jism come out in gravid, lengthy spurt from the tip of the warlord 's rooster. The sticky male person cum seemed to boil from Kresh 's bollock and spew into her silken channel forever.

'' Aaahhh…fuck ! '' Kresh growled, feeling the final stage spurts of cum pump into her pixilated puss even as he sensed, distantly, that her cunt was convulsing around his shaft, gushing its own feminine nectar in gratitude for the exhaustive incursion. Finally, at long conclusion, he reluctantly withdrew his manhood from her welcoming embracing and stood up. Beneath him the lithe and sexy Chizu lay with her sex gaping from the recently completed sexual union, glistening with so often cum, a despoil peck bereft of all dignity.

Warlord Kresh turned around in a broad circle, seeing that a crowd of his warriors had now gathered to keep an eye on the spectacle. It was about to get more demoralize and serious, though. He would reach sure of it. After all, it was Ashgani tradition to torture the woman of any suppress Village before putting them to decease and taking a few of the choicest bite back with them as slave.

'' Brothers-in-Conquest, hear me now. Put up the stake ! Shan-Fu, nail her wrist to the boards and let the men have their way with her. I 'm done with this cute snatch, so conceive her body and whatever torments you wish to inflict on her from now on as my especial gift to all of you. ``

Cheers went up from the men as Chizu 's case paled despite her dusky skin feel. Her babbling pleas were soon lost in the chorus of bustling body process and male voices. The stakes was soon embedded in the world at a sharp incline, a ray tied cross-ways behind it. A separate hammer and set of two immense iron spike heel were soon brought forward.

One of Kresh 's mightiest warriors, Boshun, dragged Chizu to the stake and pressed her fragile nakedness up against the intemperate, persistent grains of the Grant Wood. He plunged into her heat energy, his dick sliding easily between her sex lips as two men pulled her arms to either side of her, yanking her frail wrist flush against the wood to groom them for impalement. One of the two men took the power hammer and long-tipped spike which was handed to him as Chizu 's teenage torso strained against Boshun, her breast heaving as she screamed.

'' Please do n't do this ! Do n't torture me. You 'll vote out me ! '' she wailed, her pussycat clenching up fiercely around Boshun 's penis as he relished the sensation with each fleeting heartbeat.

'' crusade the spikes through her wrists ! '' the other warrior barked. Chizu 's long, dour tresses shook as she flailed impotently, trying to wrest her work force free, her cry stifled by Boshun 's ferocious kiss as he invaded her mouth with his demanding tongue, her soft cunt ravaged by his sliding dick. He pulled out of her pussy for valued minute, his shaft glistening with her cunt 's fluids. As he rammed it back into the feminine sheath still wet from Chizu 's Holocene climax, the early man poised the first spindle to ram through her veracious carpus, his hammer poised to strike…

The true nightmare was just beginning… Meanwhile…

Garash sat up and crushed Amaya in his embrace. She soon sat with her back to him as he rearranged her soft, pliant nakedness to conform to him just the way he wanted. The gorgeous female person captive felt Garash 's hand cup her breasts as he enfolded her in his warmth and male musk with his ramification splayed to either English of her. Amaya tried to hold back her bout as she looked at Chizu 's debilitating ordeal only a few strides away.

'' Let 's find out your friend, shall we ? '' Garash whispered in her ear.

Poor Chizu. The dusky-skinned beauty screamed as the first stiletto heel impaled her in good order wrist, followed quickly by another spike embedded in her left wrist. In an act of twisted clemency the sadistic brute began to then apply some type of salve around the combat injury to staunch the bleeding. The gooey ointment rapidly solidified, sealing up and numbing the young woman 's lesion. Soon the fiery slithers of nuisance in Chizu 's carpus dulled completely, replaced by a not-unpleasant tingling, and she moaned as Boshun continued to thrust his cock with enormous effort between her peg, his hands gripping her shoulder joint hard as he fucked her.

'' Uhh ! ! Uhh ! ! Aaahh ! ! ! Your kitty welcomes my hammer, petty bitch. Look at you, your articulatio radiocarpea impaled with a divine Ashgani manhood plowing your sweet pussy. Not a bad way to die, is it little cunt ? '' Boshun pulled out his shaft, his hired hand briefly cupping her pussy. Then his fingers gently rubbed back and forth along her mons, clitoris, and especially the more soft internal labia of her sex. Chizu 's mouth opened in a mute half-wail, half-moan. Within a few heartbeats Boshun 's fingers were pressing their vantage more ruthlessly, and his other hand plunged three fingerbreadth into her sex, thrusting swiftly in and out, ferocious and raspy as they penetrated her center.

'' OOoohhh…Mmmm ! '' she whimpered, her mamilla stiff not from the cold air but from the arousal coiling unwillingly through her loins. Chizu looked into her raper 's cruel, hard gaze as he fondled her clitoris tenderly, as he watched her hips jolt with each devastating caress.

'' Yes, you feel that, do n't you Choi whore ! Your pussy likes a soft touch, does it not ? Our great Warlord blessed you with his cock and his seeded player, and you secretly loved being his raped fuck-slave. And yet…now you are on the scepter of giving up freely to me the same matter that Warlord Kresh had to consume by force. These featherlike touches and a few fingers nudging your tight fuck-hole are all you need, eh girl ? '' He growled, removing his fingerbreadth and replacing them once more with his penis. He thrust himself to the hilt again, his testis jostling back and Forth as he resumed his pulverizing penetrations.

As his steel-hard beam stretched her cum-tainted pussy, the young cleaning woman could only groan. Although her wrists were impaled by the spikes, her legs were unloosen, and now they wrapped around Boshun 's muscular ass and helped pull him in deeper, intensifying the penetration as her snatch quivered around his length.

'' Oooohhh, please rape my cunt so gruelling, Sir. Your cock 's even better than the Warlord 's, oh it feels so good ! '' she cooed. She thought to try to delight Boshun, to say whatever slavish lies might save her more than torture and stroke his ego. Yet Chizu 's row only succeeded in angering him as she indirectly insulted his Warlord original. Boshun slapped her across the cheek and pinched her nipples hard.

'' Silence, whore ! Do not speak ill of your punter ! There is no cock more magnificent than our swell Warlord Kresh 's ! ''

In the background Kresh watched with expiation as Boshun accepted something from one of his comrade warriors - it was a lean crop used to lash the pack mules when they were disobedient. Now he put it to better use, slamming the crop across Chizu 's sensitive tits as he thrust his cock hard into her aching quim. Each fourth dimension her kitty engulfed his punishing irradiation the girl squealed again as the crop came down hard on one of her breast.

'' Yes, sing for me, bitch ! Beg for my forgiveness before you die, '' Boshun growled. The man was thrusting faster and faster now, reaching a height as the girl writhed and moaned under the rainwater of coke. Her pussy clenched up like a vice around his plunging penis now, especially each clock time the crop slammed into her naked flesh. She was crying out now more desperately than ever.

'' Please ! Stop ! ! ! I beg your forgiveness Sir ! ``

'' Aaahhh ! That's a honorable girl, '' he grunted, finally putting down the craw. Boshun leaned forward, encompassing her sass with his, stifling her side by side moan with his domineering kiss. She let her mouth open like a blossom, accepting his invading tongue even as he stroked her slim shoulders and body. Her flesh was like a soft, downy blanket which his hands could never get enough of, spurring him to match and fondle everywhere - from the cleft of her ass to the tips of her supple cumulus.

His finger felt the grit of dirt on her naked consistence mixed with the sheen of perspiration which was already cooling on her pelt as a bitter hint tore through the doomed Village. Chizu could no longer find her work force, but her pussycat felt very much alert as the man 's cock continued to pump her full, and the friction was enflaming her lust to dangerous elevation.

Boshun reached down, fondling her clit lovingly as he pumped his shaft in and out, watching her heart pile swell under his attentions until the daughter 's pelvic arch jerked frantically and she crooned, her beautiful soundbox stiffening all at once.

'' OH god ! No, stop ! Oh god ! '' Her Word of God died under a babbling avalanche as the girlfriend 's sex spurted cunt cream all over Boshun 's spear. He grunted appreciatively as he flung his pelvic arch forward and then he felt her pussy 's spasms, lilliputian tremors that assaulted his tool from tip to base as it settled inside her snuggery warmth, pressing toward her cervix. His groan intensified, a primal, dire OOF leaving his lungs as he felt his tool Menachem Begin to empty its precious cargo.

thick streams of cum jetted from the churl 's penis, filling up Chizu 's pussy until the excess streamed out of her break sex as Boshun withdrew. The improbable warrior took a whole step back and motioned for the next man to conduct his place. Without a give-and-take the adjacent Ashgani positioned his bobbing penis between the labia of the girl 's cum-soaked sex, ignoring the gooey evidence of his associate even as it coated his cock and eased the lubrication for the next bestial assault.

The new man sighed contentedly as Chizu 's pussy slurped up his peter with a flash sound of wetness and suction.

'' AaahhH ! ! shag, she 's nice and slick. I 'll savor my time between this one 's legs, '' the warrior growled as Boshun nodded his approval.

Chizu 's cries rose to the starry sky to join the ascending wisps of sess as Warlord Kresh watched the village of Namh-Jhong tan.

*****

A short aloofness away, Amaya 's new sis lag had her own nightmarish new reality to confront.

Sachiko 's captor had dismounted from his horse, tearing off her shirt to reveal her pale boob under the light of the full lunation. He tore off her leggings next, admiring her alcoholic curve, her hips quite narrow for a adult female and yet no less mesmerizing. Her farseeing, graceful nose and reddish-brown haircloth gave her the color of an alluring faerie from one of the myths he had heard comrades tell huddled around their campfires.

This particular Ashgani barbarian 's name was Naemosh, and he was a loner, one of the Ashgani host 's scouts. He preferred not to share his womanhood, and he was glad to have found a straggler as gorgeous as Sachiko. The Choi maiden cringed as Naemosh stripped out of his armor, tunic, legging, and loincloth. His cock flopped destitute, tough and prepare for her.

Sachiko looked down aghast, her immense breasts beading up by instinct at the sight of a Male shaft so telling. She bit her lip as Naemosh 's mitt fisted around her throat.

'' fountainhead, bitch ? Do you want to end up like those lady friend over there ? I could throw you to my brother for a work party rape and a swift death…or you could be eager, obedient and delight me, and perhaps I would let you lie with me under my cover this night. ``

Sachiko stood there for a moment, her untried and marriageable nakedness bathed in the eldritch glow of the lunation and the lurid flickers from the fire engulfing the nearby abode. Then the teenage lady friend bit her lip again, glancing at Chizu as a third man prodded her gaping slit with his shaft. Her squeals resumed full-force as the 3rd man 's cock rammed with a staccato rhythm method of birth control, his orchis swinging back and forth with the military unit of his raping push.

She did NOT desire to end up like that, that was all she knew. The aphrodisiacal initiatory quickly knelt at Naemosh 's human foot, her tongue sliding from the base of his cock to the tip. She swirled her tongue around his glans, pumping the base of his shaft with one hand as her former handwriting gently caressed his heavy span of testicles. She moaned as she pressed her lips in a tight seal around the head word of his penis, slurping loudly and reverently as he held her glistening plait back from her cute look and groaned appreciatively.

'' Uuhh…oohhh YES, your sassing was born to remove in a man 's cock. Suck my cock just like that, short slut. Get me hard and slick for your pussy, and we 'll give a good, long FUCK - or perhaps I 'll jazz you in the ass. Would you like that slut ? ``

Slowly Sachiko drew her mouth off of his cock with a loud POP, licking her chops as petite bits of pre-cum dribbled down her mentum.

'' Y-yes Sir. Whatever you wish. Fuck my snatch. fucking my ass. This slave belongs to you, '' she said readily, all too aware of Chizu 's painful shout in the screen background as a one-fourth man began to rape her.

Naemosh chuckled, his beard shaking as he surveyed the conniption. Then he returned his tending to Sachiko, cupping the girl 's beautiful face and prodding his stopcock between her lips. She opened her mouth, gasping as he thrust his cock hard between her backtalk, nearly making her gag as his crease scrotum brushed against her Kuki-Chin. She gurgled and groaned, her deal frantically clenching around his pegleg as she strove mightily to select in all of his girth. Her mouth strained and her heart watered as she fought to hold off the need to respire. He enjoyed the sensation of her struggling to make relaxed her throat and bring in his mighty spear of shape, her tarradiddle seeping between the corners of her mouth as she continued to slurp frantically on his penis.

Finally he let her take aim a breath, withdrawing his manhood with a messy-wet sound. Long, oozing strands of pre-cum now dangled from the girl 's sass.

'' How do I taste, bitch ? ``

'' Mmmm. You taste heavenly, Sir ! I love the way you taste ! '' Sachiko chirped obediently. She gasped now as Naemosh pushed her onto her back. His barbate font dove between her legs in to a lesser extent than an eye blink. He quietly marveled at the smooth, virtually hairless cleft between her legs, her teenage kitty open and waiting for whatever perverted desires he might wish to fulfill. He began to lap at her tasty pussy, marveling at its pungent smell, at how much it aroused him. His cock grew painfully hard as he licked and stroked his tongue between the girl 's legs. Her breasts began to billow and her ventilation quickened.

He feasted lovingly on her sex, and Sachiko found herself fondling her own mamilla, cupping her breasts and squeezing them as she moaned.

'' OOoohhhh…Mmmm….Uhh ! ``

Between poke and pinnace slurps, Naemosh asked, `` Do you like me licking out your slut slit, hmm girl ? Let me HEAR you. ``

Sachiko looked up at her captor, her eyes smoldering with the beginnings of genuine hunger despite word of honor motivated More by fear.

'' Y-yes Sir. My pussy is very grateful f-for your -- ``

'' telephone me headmaster, little working girl ! '' He gently smacked his palm against her sex, making her wiggle and pant. Then he dive between her stage again, his spit hungrily stroking the girl 's spiritualist clitoris at every imaginable angle. Her shuddering, shivering nakedness soon opened further for him, her hips broadening as she moaned the beginnings of surrender to all within earreach.

Naemosh took her boost and used it as extra inducement, slurping louder than ever between her legs. Soon he was tasting her trickling fluids as they flowed from her sex and eagerly washed across his pumping tongue. He plunged two fingers into her dampening warmth, punching them in and out of her go against cunt as his tooth grazed her clitoris, as he sucked fervently on her joy nub until she had no choice but to fully, inexorably surrender. Her hips writhed and her mamilla hardened like tiny pink diamonds underneath the glittering night sky. Sachiko squealed all of a sudden, her fluids gushing into Naemosh 's mouth as she squeezed her breasts fiercely, all awareness tossed into oblivion.

He gave her a few moments to recover, until the most violent of her cramp subsided. `` Mmmm…your cunt is as tasty as any sweetmeat, '' Naemosh growled, but now it 's MY bit. '' He briskly turned her onto her tummy, forced her to face away from him on hands and knees so that she could watch Chizu 's continuing ordeal, and then ever so slowly, with excruciating aid he thrust his cockhead between her plump, glistening labia. The girl 's sex welcomed him, its silky-wet minginess pressing against him on all sides until he was fully encased - a masculine sword firmly embedded in its feminine sheath.

'' Ahhh screw, you 're tight, small gripe. Am I your first ? ``

The young woman groaned as she felt him tear through her maidenhood. Her virgin line coated his raping pecker. `` Yes Master… Oooh god, please be gentle. ``

Naemosh 's hands caressed her shoulder and gently stroked her sides as he began a wearisome, careful rhythm. Many of his warrior comrades liked raping a cleaning woman knockout and jumpy, but that was not his way. Naemosh thought, what was the point of pleasure if it was not savored, relished, truly absorbed moment by moment ? He absorbed every second of the teenage prisoner 's tight wet fold entrapping his pecker, squeezing his shaft like a plush vice and milking his testicles toward an XTC beyond understanding. He watched the slender teenage daughter 's Brobdingnagian breasts flop back and Forth as he plunged into her wetness, rocking her entire figure back and Forth with the resistless personnel of his potent fucks.

'' Aaahhhh…your sweet kitty hug me like the pricy friend, little bitch. AAHHH… YES, you have a heavenly cunt between your pegleg ! '' he growled. `` Ooooohhh… face, slut…they are finishing up with your friend ! ``

Sachiko 's eye were unwillingly glued to the sight in nominal head of her. The dusky-skinned beauty Chizu had just been fucked by the one-tenth man. As he rolled off of her, cum gushed from her sore and raw-rubbed sex. Chizu 's puss was an absolute ruined muddle, gaping from overuse and clearly over-sensitized after so many rough out shaft. Warlord Kresh descended on the girl now, his sword drawn. He stepped over to the girl and raised his steel high over his header, preparing to make for it down in a vicious arc.

'' No please ! You 've had your way with me…oh god ! All of your men came inside me, please, you can let me go now ! Do n't kill me, please ! '' Chizu wailed. Her offend kitty was still dripping long, oozing strands of her raper'cum when Warlord Kresh 's blade slashed down, severing her foreland from her shoulder.

Sachiko 's once-innocent eyes widened with holy terror at the gruesome wad. Panic hammered in her chest as she wiggled her ass, grinding her pelvic girdle back to fulfil Naemosh 's thrusts. 'Oh god !'she thought, 'If I do n't please him they really will down me ! These men are teras !'The slender teenage looker began to coo and groan, slamming her ass backward to meet Naemosh 's pulse shaft.

'' Please be intimate my pussy so intemperately, headmaster ! I live to hero-worship your rooster ! '' she cried. Her Brobdingnagian knocker jiggled as she pumped her young physical structure energetically, desperately milking her rapist 's testicles.

The big, bearded wild laughed, rumbling like an earthquake as he felt her cunt frantically squeeze around his girth.

'' Yes, girlfriend. You see what fate lies ahead if you fail to please your wagerer. Do not blank out, and recognise this : without obeisance, there is only destruction. ``

Sachiko 's deal clenched and she moaned as the sliding friction of Naemosh 's stopcock rekindled lust in her pubes.

'' Yes Master…this hard worker will not forget… Ooohhh god… ''

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Amaya tried to stifle the groan, only partially successful, as Garash lowered her ass onto his waiting beam of light. The bulbous cockhead met resistance as it tried to twist its way into her cockle hole. She gritted her teeth, her sphincter tightening on instinct.

'' Relax slut…or do you want your future to be similar to the cute cunt you saw our Warlord execute only a few bit ago ? '' Garash hissed.

She shook her head. `` No, Sir. Please, I 'm doing my honorable. '' She squeezed her eyes shut, relaxing her muscles as Garash 's slam nudged its way deeper between her butt boldness.

The horror of what she had just seen - Chizu 's headland cut from her shoulders in one scavenge blow - that would never pass on Amaya. But there was only one affair worse than the imprint of that persona forever in her memory, and it was the impression of guilt. Why ? Because in the wake of Chizu 's decease, all Amaya had been able to feel at first was sheer relief, relief that at least that had not been her.

'Perhaps I should feel differently ,'Amaya thought to herself. Perhaps she should have envied Chizu. In Death she would no longer have to suffer. She could rejoin her family and loved ones in the hereafter, instead of lingering here in this hell under the hands of these brutal Ashgani pigs.

And yet…somehow…against all cause, the beautiful girl could not bestow herself to desire demise. She was too much a survivor. Amaya 's will to live was simply too strong or too stubborn. Now, as the gorgeous girl groaned with Garash 's penis sliding up into her anus, she was reconsidering her definition of 'good chance .'The slender girl groaned Thomas More deeply as Garash 's hands groped her breasts, pinching her teat as he suckled on her ear lobe.

'' Mmm…your ass feels exquisite, so wonderfully TIGHT hugging my putz, just as I had hoped. little loose woman, I might make to keep you around for a bit - as long as you continue to behave. Is that not generous of me ? ``

Amaya forced herself to fathom eager, though the tactual sensation was fictitious and desperation polluted her core.

'' Yes master copy ! Please….uhhh… fuck my ass ! I live to-to serve you. '' She moaned as his digit probed between her thighs, gently grazing her clit before plunging into her sex, rubbing and stimulating the rampart of her pussy. Her torso shivered, and the fleeting lapse into desire made Amaya 's jaw go slack. She was facing away from her captor, so he didn't see the lust flash in Amaya 's eyes.

It did n't matter, though. Garash could feel his captive 's slick succus slowly begin to solve their way onto his exploring fingers. The deeper he probed her Whitney Moore Young Jr. sex, it seemed, the Sir Thomas More her pussy opened to him, warming to his corrupting ghost.

'' You little SLUT. You DO like a shaft in your ass as a man fingers your hot pussy, do n't you ? ``

Amaya was about to reply when Garash 's impregnable grip forced her nous sideways, and he leaned forward to plunder a kiss from her dulcet lip. She sighed into his mouth, her spit responding to his as the girl 's libido spiked in tandem to the fingers pumping her pussy, all of it combining with the genius in her ass - sentience which had begun as awful but were now mercifully fading to a leaden ache.

Thoughts strayed to Sachiko, her fiddling baby, and Amaya wondered what had happened to her. She thought she had heard Sachiko 's battle cry nearby after the man on the gymnastic horse had swept her up and then later dismounted. Had he raped her yet ? Probably so, Amaya mused. It was only a affair of time, if he had n't already. Amaya just hoped fervently that Sachiko 's persecutor would be less brutish than hers or that vile Warlord.

At that exact moment, as if her idea had uncannily summoned him, the Warlord Kresh came stomping over to Garash. The warlord 's bulk moved with his typical predatory gracility. Naked and bristling with muscles, he looked like a savage out of time and property. His jet eyes were devoid of emotion, bleaker than the cold of wintertime.

'' Garash, are you enjoying your Choi fuck-toy ? '' Garash grunted, his work force cupping Amaya 's bosom before he pinched her pap again, wresting a sudden squeal from the girl 's pharynx.

'' I am, Great professional ! You honored us with a slap-up conquering today, and there is nowhere I will not go if you but wave me. What would you care of me, my All-Knowing Leader ? ``

Kresh 's eyes stroked Amaya 's au naturel body up and down, sizing up her lush curves, ample tit, slim physique and cute face all in a few heartbeats.

'' Perhaps you would like to share this cunt with me ? '' Although the Warlord had framed it as a half-hearted suggestion, even the most clueless oink in the Ashgani host knew that such a command was a demand. One did not ever, ever deny the Warlord anything - not if one valued one 's own balls.

Garash swallowed, nodding quickly. `` Of line, my Great Martin Luther King Jr.. This snatch is yours to plunder and savour as you see fit ! '' He quickly stood up and squeeze the naked teenage female child into the Warlord 's arms. Amaya shivered, her mind suspend by panic like a baby deer in brambles. The Warlord Kresh was still partially covered in Chizu 's pedigree, and the grim reminder nearly had Amaya retching.

She managed to hide her fear and passkey herself though. The slender girl said nothing as Warlord Kresh yanked her toward a menage, one of the few that was not yet burning. It was situated at the top of a hill with a fencing built out of discarded rocks and natural junk serving as a barrier to the coal being spread by the other small town homes half-engulfed in flames.

Warlord Kresh took the girl briskly up the stairs to the sleeping accommodation. He threw the girl onto the bed, tying her wrists to the headboard. Then he knelt between her legs, his cock stiff and eager to get her. He looked into her eye and gently traced his finger's breadth along her sex, pinching her clit between his quarter round and forefinger. He seemed to delight at seeing her physical structure 's responses, and when the pinching of her clitoris made the girl squirm and groan, he gave her a sadistic grin.

'' What is your gens, girl ? ``

'' A-Amaya. ``

'' Such a pretty gens, '' Kresh said idly. `` It suit of clothes you. '' He went on. `` Did you appreciate the representative I made of your Friend ? Did you know that she thought that she could pitter-patter in my face and live ? ''

Amaya did n't say a Christian Bible. Fear had her by the pharynx, and her mouth was dryer than a 10,000 year-old spate of finger cymbals.

'' Hopefully for your interest, little cunt, you will show a little more wisdom than your friend. '' The Warlord 's facial expression changed, just a insidious work shift as if he were contemplating something, and in that present moment Amaya finally found her tongue.

'' P-please Sir…Master Warlord…I will not disrespect you. There is no pauperization to tie me up. I will please you greatly if you will let me try. I will be a very trade good young woman, I promise. ``

Kresh 's mouth twisted, as if contemplating a sneer or a laugh.

'' Is that so ? '' His expression returned to that frigidity, neutral average, and he untied her manus, laid back on the bed beside her, and gestured to the improbable rod of form extending fully from his crotch.

'' What are you waiting for, bitch ? backing my shaft. Fuck yourself and see what you can do to delight me. You have until the start shaft of light of dawn to pee-pee me CUM. If you succeed, I let you go. If you do not, you get punished. '' The Warlord Kresh 's proposal sparked a sudden glimmer of hope in Amaya 's affection. Could this brutal devil be dangerous ? Surely she could not trust his discussion, though ?

And yet, what pick did Amaya have ? She wanted to trust, and the challenge he set for her did not seem terribly hard. Even though she was until recently a Virgin, the teenage lady friend had had older girlfriends who had told stories of their secret lovers. Men were notoriously swift to strain culmination. Even a man as experienced as this bestial warchief certainly could not recoup his germ from her for such a sustain period of meter. It was well over an minute until the first inkling of sunrise.

Amaya licked her lips and nodded. `` Yes lord. I obey. '' The lithe brunette quickly straddled Kresh 's muscular bulk, grasping the cornerstone of his enormous penis with her fingers. She lined up his huge cockhead underneath her pussy and slowly eased herself down, feeling his all-encompassing tip jog aside her petal-like labia and pushing into her sex as graveness took over. With a pant and a tremor she felt herself completely engulf his phallus, encasing his tool lovingly around her sore pussy.

She began to grind on top of him, sliding her kitty-cat up and down his cock with up-and-coming obedience. She cooed, then moaned louder as her nipples pebbled, letting her instinctive feminine instinct fan the flames of her libido. After all, if her sounds of arousal helped the Warlord to make his sexual climax, that was what truly mattered ! In her desperation to be devoid she could suspend any guilty conscience which wringing joy from her rape might create. That was a problem of a supposed future rather than the present.

Now she at least had a goal, strange as that seemed given the fact that life history as she had known it was over, and given the fact that the rest of her kin except for her youthful baby were probably all utterly.

Kresh lay beneath the bouncing girl, idly watching her breasts sway as she pumped her pussy up and down his cruel cock. He admired her supple cones in the Moon, the wistful glowing as it bathed the contours of the aphrodisiacal girl 's smooth belly and hips. The Warlord 's hands glided up to gently fondle those Lapp knocker as he relished the squeeze of her cunt around his cock, the look of her stimulation coiling through the air and making his own orchis churn with their prodigious sum of money of cum. His line was up and the young lady was definitely doing her very best to get the Warlord to climax violently inside of her slickening estrus.

But the Warlord was a man of iron discipline, an extraordinary man who was not to be undervalue. He girded his loins and tethered his reaction. Even though the painful sensation of holding in his sexual climax was excruciating at times, Warlord Kresh did not flicker. He looked with cold, deadened eyes up at the desperate, sexy girl who was now fucking him, impaling her snatch with sweaty readiness, her pussycat lifting up off of his vein-pulsing penis only to number plunging down until his shaft and her trunk were joined completely as one.

The brawny Warlord began smacking the lady friend 's ass cheeks, his palms making loud slapping sounds each prison term they struck her fluid physique.

'' fucking me severe, you sexy Choi slut. Is that the best you can do ? If you ca n't make me come before cockcrow I 'll have your dead friend 's physique roasted over an opened fire and force-fed to you. Now move that ass and mill that pussy on my DICK, you worthless cum-jar ! ``

The Warlord had just debased the attractive teenage girlfriend using the ultimate Ashgani vilification. Calling a young lady a 'cum-jar'had especial meaning. A jar of cum was ritually drunk by any girl who was destined for sacrifice the succeeding day. tradition among the Ashgani was that the night before a daughter 's forfeiture to their nighttime god she would drink the blunder spermatozoon of none early than the high priest. The moment a girlfriend drank that jar of cum, the Ashgani belief was that her soul fled from her body and she was no longer even a soul in the eye of the law. THAT was the Ashgani way. So to call any female person 'cum-jar'was to literally tell her that she was already dead and beyond redeeming in the universe of the living.

Amaya had no clue about the meaning of Kresh 's words, but she doubled her urgency. She reached back with one helping hand, desperately fondling Kresh 's testis as her flexible nakedness continued to grind and pump up and down his rigid scratch. She could n't consider that he could be so sedate, lying there beneath her as she gyrated on him and milked his balls with her furiously pumping kitty-cat ! The man was insensate !

headache began to eat at at Amaya 's mind. What if she could not cook him come ? It had been probably half a turn of events of the hourglass, maybe more. She had at least three one-quarter of an hourglass to make this cruel man spew his jism inside her intimate depths. Surely it would be enough ?

For the length of that fleeting former morning darkness the beautiful teenage girl humped the Warlord 's shaft, pumping her dampening pussy up and down with rampantly wantonness. She finally gave up on fondling his testis and sat forward, her hands caressing Kresh 's pectoral muscle heftiness and pectus until, with her quim quivering on his shaft, she actually gushed with an unexpected orgasm, coating Kresh 's manhood with her fluids and her scent.

None of it fazed the impassive Ashgani drawing card though. He merely lay there, his hands lightly stroking the miss 's sides, watching her bouncing nakedness with the rummy, detached enthrallment of a man watching an dirt ball. Amaya knew that this brutal man found her attractive. She knew that he was turned on, and his vertical putz gave ample evidence. She even thought she saw the rack hunger beyond his regard as his eyes strayed repeatedly to their enjoined pubic muffs each clip she slammed her snatch down to engulf his penis, squeezing her bitch muscles and moving her hip joint.

Yet none of it bore fruit. None of it accomplished a matter ! She was now tiring with far less than a bit of the hourglass remaining until morning. Her physical structure was covered in a sheen of sweat, her shoulders, arm, and swaying knocker glistening in the dim lighting.

'' Oooohhh… Please Master, spue your seed in my tight, wet pussy. I need your cum so deep inside me, expectant one ! I want to palpate your sticky germ everywhere in my hot, turned on snatch '' she cooed, her ragged ventilation matched only by the protesting ache in what seemed almost every muscle in her physical structure. What more could she do ? She began to dismount from him, thinking to try using her mouth to suck him, but his manpower clenched around her wrists, holding her fast as she sat atop his manhood.

'' Our agreement was that you must make me turn over sexual climax in that office in finicky, by riding my cock, confection girl. The moment you slip off my rotating shaft is the moment you lose. '' The Warlord 's words chilled Amaya to the off-white, and her desperation intensified.

'No ! I ca n't believe this is happening !'Amaya groaned inwardly. How could this monster be so impervious to her tending ? He truly was a daemon rather than a man.

Sighing, Amaya continued to bounce her perfectly-sculpted ass and pussy up and down, slurping up her captor 's penis between her ramification until, to her surprisal and discouragement, a glint of sunlight sped to them from just over the purview. Seeing the plash of lighting made her heart sink, and she plunged herself down again, her sex entrapping Kresh 's humanity in a pleading embracement, hugging his cock on all sides.

The Warlord grunted, showing almost no emotion - and yet the teenage girl could feel his manhood twitching madly inside her, violently spewing its sticky fluid until she felt totally tainted and despoiled. The Warlord 's helping hand meanwhile glided down her back and settled on her ass face, gently stroking her hide as he sighed, his cock spurting out a few last swaths of cum to cake her insides. She finally stilled on his lap, looking down at their enjoined sexes as her palms rested softly on his powerful thorax.

'' Aaahhh… Let 's see how I did, cute bitch. '' The inviolable warrior made her lean backbone, and as his cock slipped free this oozing flood of off-white fluid rushed from her snatch. In no time it had formed a diminished pool on the Warlord 's genitalia.

'' Look, bitch - all that cum was filling up your worthless puss. All of that Maker Ashgani ejaculate wasted on a Choi slut… '' the Warlord growled. Then his eyes glinted with something indefinable - as if he could n't decide whether to toy with her or punish her brutally outright. Only one matter was clear to Amaya - whatever his intent was, it was definitely not benign or good.

Kresh scratched his chin, his angular pry looking particularly harsh in the break of day light.

'' It seems you lost our little bet, bitch. I did not come in your slovenly woman pussy until AFTER the sunup. You know what this means, do n't you ? We get to roast your dead booster 's tits over the breakfast fires. Have you ever eaten roast fuck-meat, hmm slut ? Have you ever tasted the succulent flesh of a sacrifice female ? ``

When Amaya sputtered, speechless, the Warlord 's smile widened.

'' I thought not ! Good ! Then this will be a NEW experience for you. A prefiguration of your own lot one day, perhaps…maybe one day soon ! '' With those quarrel the vitiate loss leader of the barbarians pulled Amaya down for a voracious buss, and whirled until she was pinned on her back underneath him. He kissed her hungrily as his furious cock reawakened just from the incidental graze of his peter against her internal second joint. His fingers stroked her clit and fingered her cum-soaked quim as she groaned and begged.

'' Please master key ! Do n't take a leak me eat man physique ! I beg you ! ``

'' SSSHHH, little trollop. My shaft 's ready to fuck you again already, and I want to see the hopeless looking at in your eyes as I gush you full one more time. '' He clamped a deal over her mouth as his phallic flesh lanced her sex in a Swift, brutal stab, gliding through her slimy puss with even peachy relaxation. He began to grunt as he kept her groan muffled with his huge hand, focusing on her frightened eye as he fucked her without mercy.

It was while in the midst of fucking his distaff captive that the Warlord became vaguely aware of another man 's presence and a hesitant strait behind him.

Garash 's voice intruded.

'' Forgive my suspension, Great King. You asked me to disturb you at aurora. I brought you a gift courtesy of Naemosh. He thought that since you are enjoying the delight of the older sister 's consistence, you might also want to partake of the immature sister 's puss too. I also came to receive your next order. We have finished looting the main storehouses and the valuables of the wealthiest townsfolk. ``

Kresh grunted, his cock fully encased in Amaya 's pillaged cunt as he glanced over his berm.

'' Tell the younger bitch to kneel on the bed and suck my bollock while I fuck her babe. You will stick here and observe me finish my fun with these two, and then we will go forgather the distaff captives for one final culling before we leave these Choi hovels to the line-shooting ! ``

'' Yes, my Warchief, may it be as you say. '' Without saying More, Garash jab Sachiko onto the bed. The shuddering younger missy 's oculus widened as she saw the Warlord 's gravid ball and the stiff rooster embedded in her big baby 's pussy.

'Poor Amaya ,'she thought. As brutal as her rape had been with Naemosh, he had been lenify compared to the leader of all these Ashgani dogs. Sachiko recognized Kresh clearly as the man who had beheaded Chizu earlier, and it was with rearing fear that she began to tentatively clobber at his wrinkled scrotum, careful not to obtain his wrath as his orchis jostled with the resumed bowel movement of his shifting mass. He continued to pierce forward with deeply plunges, thoroughly raping Amaya 's pussy as the teenager 's moans died prematurely underneath the helping hand clamped over her pretty face.

Amaya was meanwhile caught by a jumble of bizarre sensations. Her kitty throbbed with indigence, turned on by the jabbing beam as it reawakened every nervus ending and spurred her libido on, her primaeval feminine need to be fucked letting itself known as her twat began to bat up around the Warlord 's pumping manhood.

'' Speak, cunt. Beg for my tool and give thanks me for the meal of Chizu 's breasts which I 'll have cooked for you ! ''

Amaya groaned, forcing herself to say the words. The desire for Kresh 's putz was instinctually unfeigned, yet it was the second part of the instruction which was so repugnant to her.

'' Please Master…fuck my snatch so hard…rape my worthless Choi snatch with your magnificent Ashgani tool. My…my fuck-hole is not worthy of your divine cum. '' She said what she hoped he wanted to hear, embellishing for his welfare, and then she ended with the piece that made her sick. `` Th-thank you for letting me eat Chizu's…Chizu 's breasts… ''. 'Oh god ,'she thought. 'This man is the ultimate monster .'

Saying these Bible was all the more terrible because of Amaya 's extremum superfluity and disgrace knowing that her sister now had the most intimate view of her rape. At the Lapplander fourth dimension, Amaya 's overall dread swamped all former emotions as she realized the likeliest truth. There was no hope of natural selection, no Hope of escape. Her death and Sachiko 's at the hands of these barbarians was not a interrogative of 'if'but 'when .'She tried to spot out the fatalism in her mind.

The pale-skinned Amaya groaned and begged in muffled pleas through her capturer 's hand as he put it back over her mouth. Kresh meanwhile used his liberate hand to give underneath and fumble her stub impertinence. His prick pounded her like a battering ram, and the wet squelches of suction as it tore into her cum-coated puss echoed like a constant rataplan.

Amaya tried to take her mind off of her rape. Yet she found herself imagining the sight of her sister 's rima oris fervently licking and suckling the Warlord 's chunk. The image only intensified in Amaya 's tormented mind as the sound of Sachiko 's loud slurping joined the sexual chorus.

Those slurping sound oddly stoked Amaya 's arousal, her loins warming with the thought of her sister 's mouth lovingly laving and sucking on that grave duo of testicles, and she imagined her sister 's close-up view of Warlord Kresh 's shaft spearing into her gaping twat. It sent her over the edge, Amaya 's organic structure betraying her as she twitched and spasmed around the Warlord 's fluid-coated gibe.

'' AAAHHHH…I can feel you COMING, you nasty little cyprian ! '' Kresh growled. He looked back now at Sachiko, who was studiously slurping and pulling in each of his testicles, one and then the other, to apply exquisite pressure.

'' Yes, little cunt. Suck my balls… Mmm… your spit was made to give a man delight and cipher else, little Choi squawk. You 'll see me void my semen in your sister 's cunt soon, and THEN it will be your act. Yes, I am saving a load of divine Ashgani jism just for you ! ``

A few minutes later the muscle-bound Warlord stiffened, his come surging through his loins and emptying into his helpless captive 's pussy. Amaya 's binge trickled down to her capturer 's hired man, glistening as he licked them off of her face, and all the while Amaya 's big-breasted little sister dutifully licked and sucked, her nuzzle buried in the masculine musk of the man whose dick and trunk she would feature to properly revere if she ever hoped to hold out.

Slowly, almost reverently, Warlord Kresh withdrew his temporarily wilting cock from Amaya 's Edward Young pussy. It was a glitter cream-pie, the swollen pussy rim covered in cum with more pungent Goth jism oozing down her twat only to slide into the crack of her ass. Amaya moaned as Warlord Kresh grasped Sachiko by the neck opening and thrust her fount into her big sister 's crotch.

'' Get in there, slight bitch, and lap up my cum. You should feel privileged. Show me how lots you love your baby by purifying her corrupt pussy. Get that messy twat clean and shining with your saliva. You get to ride my cock next, girlfriend, but not with your pussy. I think it 's fourth dimension I sampled the tightness of a Choi squawk 's ass. Slurp up all my cum like a honest slight slut…yes ! Very good. ``

Sachiko tasted the fragrant slit cream of her sister mingled with the more overpowering flavor of Kresh 's salty cum. The cocktail was not unpleasant on her palate, and she greedily licked it all up even as the Warlord Kresh 's dismal hope hovered in her judgment.

Garash watched it all, his cock corpse as steel while a new batch of sperm gathered in his pubes. The culling of the captured bitches would soon start, and the chance of it sent waves of arousal spiking through his mind. The main event would soon begin…

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To Be Continued…
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