As the second wolf begins to pump in it’s load, it’s knot swells as well. Lucy has never had anything that large up her ass before, and is driven over the edge by it. She orgasms, her pussy and ass contracting. Her muscles tense, and she grits her teeth. This is probably the best she has ever felt.
As the beasts finish their pumping, leaving her stomach swollen and sore, she passes into unconsciousness. Lucy wakes up, hours later, in a cold, poorly lit room. She sits up on the cold, wet stone, and realises her cunt is leaking seed from earlier. She feels so aroused by the memory of what happened that she begins to rub her sore little clit.
With her other hand, she begins to caress her breasts, playing with her damaged nipples. It only takes a few minutes of constant rubbing to put her over the edge. By that time, she is lying on her back and moaning loudly. As she fingers her nipple with one hand, she is finger-banging her puss with the other, her fingers coated in the monster’s lukewarm sperm. As she climaxes, she arches her back, picking her shoulders all the way off the ground.
As the pleasure pulses through her body, her muscles begin to relax. Her mind drifts away, and her body becomes limp. She is abruptly awakened, however, when the door to the cell opens with a loud squeak.
“This ones a cute one. Let’s grab her as well.” says a voice right outside the door.
“She certainly looks like a fresh bitch. Bet she has a tight little whore cunt.” replies another voice.
“Let’s take ‘er. It is a party after all. As they say, the more, the merrier.”
The two monsters enter, connecting a chain to her leash and chuckling. They pull her out, and she realizes that she is not the only girl these brutes have grabbed.
She is connected to a line of girls, and lead down the corridors to a large and largely empty room. Lucy looks around, and can see that, against the far wall, there is another line of girls, who are wearing leather bands over their privates.
Lucy is forced into a line facing away from the girls. She can feel it as the girls come up behind her and begin to wrap coils of rope around her body. At first, the pattern seems random, but as they begin to tie her up in tight knots, a definite pattern emerges.
The rope digs into Lucy’s skin, it constricts her chest, and it squeezes her breasts. After a the girls have been tied Kinbaku-style, a scratchy white sack, made of corse fabric is pulled over her head and tied shut around her neck.
The fabric has few holes, and their is little light inside the bag. She is completely blind as the line begins to move again. The floor is damp, making it slippery, and without sure footing it is easy to fall.
Lucy does her best to stay on her feet, but the girl in front if her is less lucky. Lucy can feel it in the chain that connects them, how the girl struggles to stay balanced.
And then, she slips. Lucy, caught off guard, is dragged down with her. She can hear heavy footsteps in front of and behind her as she struggles to get up.
Before she can, she is lifted high into the air by the chain on the back of her collar.
“Falling down on the job, eh? You’d rather lie down and rest a bit than live?” Lucy begins frantically shaking her head ‘no’.
“Good answer.”
He grabs both her arms and pulls them above her head, holding them there. He then pushes her against a wall.
“I’m still gonna have to punish you, though. You deserve every bit of this.”
He pulls out a large paddle, about a foot long, 8 inches wide, and covered in tiny spines.
Lucy, unaware of the imminent danger, struggles to break away.
“40.”
The brute swings the paddle, making a solid connection with Lucy’s left breast. Lucy yelps in surprise as tiny spines poke into her skin, causing mayhem with her nerves. She writhes, her already-sensitive breast beginning to be tenderized even more.
“One.” the beast shouts. He swings again, this time connecting with the opposite breast.
“Two.”
Each time the paddle connects, a loud slapping noise is made.
“Three.”
Lucy does her best to hold back the tears as the tiny spines begin to really take effect.
Lucy can hear the girl the dragged her down. She is breathing heavily.
“6.”
Every once and a while, Lucy can hear a loud *snap*.
“10.”
it takes her a while to realize the monsters are beating the girl next to her senseless.
“14.”
“Those snaps are bones…” Lucy thinks to herself, shocked.”
“19.”
“She must have said the wrong thing.” Lucy thinks.
“22.”
The paddle is really beginning to sting now, and small droplets of blood, mere pinpricks, are beginning to form.
“28.”
Lucy is not sure how much more she can endure. She is afraid of passing out.
“32.”
She grits her teeth as the last few slaps are swung into her.
“40.”
Her chain in front is disconnected, then reconnected. She assumes that means the girl that was in front of her has been carried away. Lucy’s arms are let go of, and she immediately begins to caress her sensitive, restricted breasts.
The girls are lead into a large, noisy room which smells strongly of alcohol and meat. Lucy can tell that she is being looked at by the relative silence which follows the path of the girls through the party.
They are lined up along what Lucy assumes is a wall on the far side of the room. A loud voice then proclaims:
“My friends! May I have your attention! Our entertainment has arrived! Please stay seated, we shall escort your slaves to your tables for you, one per table.”
Lucy is eventually disconnected, and forced through a sea of grasping hands, which feel her all over as she is dragged by. She begins to whimper as she is thrown down on a wooden table, it’s rough surface causing her skin displeasure.
“Let’s take that bag off and have a looksee at what we got.”
Says a rough, deep voice somewhere above her. The sack is torn from her head, and she is blinded by the sudden burst of light. She feels a hard object smack her in the face only seconds after.
“Wake up, sunshine. You’ve got some work to do.”
days another of the monsters, slapping her face again with his hardened cock. Lucy opens her eyes to see five lust-filled pairs of eyes gazing hungrily down at her naked body.
“She is a cute one. She looks young, I bet her little slut cunt is still nice and tight.”
“I want to be the first to fuck that sweet little ass of hers.”
“You can keep it. I’m gonna shove my cock as deep inside her throat as I possibly can.”
As the monsters argue over who gets to fuck what, they begin to grab at Lucy, holding her down, fingering her ass and pussy, and playing with her breasts.
Next thing she knows, she is being lifted into the air. One of the monsters lays on the table below her, and has his buddies lower her down onto his cock. As her body weight pulls her down on his cock, forcing it deep inside her ass, she lets out a loud moan.
“Hey, the slut loves my cock in her tight slave-whore ass. Don’t you, you stupid bitch.” the brute says from under her, laughing as he does.
“Wait till she feels my dick inside her little slut cunt.” says another monster, prodding his head against her slit. This prompts Lucy to moan again, this time more softly.