Tiff - Chapter 3 - Part 3

Chapter 3 - Part 3

The door open and she stared blankly at the rocky ceiling. She heard two people enter, there was the sound of a foot dragging along the floor, as though one of them was hurt.

"See, I told you she was a pretty little thing," said the male voice in Drowish.

"She's not bad. Looks like Barlynin had a good go at her. Couldn't the bastard clean up after himself?"

"Yeah, he's an asshole. Don't worry, I've got it." The drow mercenary walked around the bed and got hold of the rag, then he promptly wiped the cum off her glistening crotch.

"I don't know if I feel up to this, perhaps I will just watch you have your fun, brother."

"No, come on, she'll have you feeling better. Sit up on the bed."

"...Alright," he sighed.

Nathrae could hear him shuffling around the bed and saw the dark form moving past her, though she didn't look directly at him. A hand moved along her skin and started fondling her breasts. These hands weren't as rough as the previous males'. It seemed she would be having two at once, she didn't mind that, she just wanted to have her wet pussy fucked again.

She could feel the male climbing onto the top of the bed and hear him let out a stifled groan. "Apparently she can suck cocks," said the one groping her breasts. "How about you introduce your cock to her pretty face?"

He got hold of her under her arms and lifted her up, then started shuffling her up on the bed. Nathrae could see that the male sitting at the top of the bed had bandages wound around his thigh and also around his right shoulder. He had a dark rippled abdomen and was only wearing light grey briefs. She didn't look directly at his face.

She was gently pushed down on the bed between so that her head was between his thighs. Her shoulder brushed up against his bandaged leg and he hissed loudly, "Ah shit, be careful!"

"Sorry brother." A hand brushed through her white hair, "She'll have you feeling good again." Her chin was lifted up so that it was in his crotch. Nathrae could smell his strong male scent, and she liked it. His hand brushed over her face, and a thumb pressed into her lips.

"It is a pretty mouth." She began gently sucking on the thumb while his other hand fumbled at his briefs and removed his soft member. His black cock began to swell and stiffen as he slowly stroked it in front of her face. The masculine aroma became stronger as it filled her senses. She trembled as she felt a hand rub up between her thighs and over her soft mound. Then the fingers were probing around her soft wet folds and she let out a sexy whimper.

"Ooh, she likes that. Keep doing it."

A couple of fingers pushed up into her wet pussy and had it pleasantly tingling. She let out quiet moans as they slowly stroked through her soft hugging flesh. An erect cock was rubbing over her hot face. The wounded drow shuffled forward and pressed it into her lips. Nathrae opened her mouth and sealed her lips around the swollen shaft. Her mouth watered as her tongue rubbed around the firm round head.

She sucked on the firm cock as it bobbed into her face. The fingers continued to work into her excited cunt while the other hand rubbed over her body. She could hear the pleasurable groans of the male above her as she sucked him off. "Ahh yes, she is a good cock sucker. That feels good."

"Her pussy's soaking wet as well. I think the witless whore is loving the attention." He continued to finger her while she sucked on the cock. Then the hand pulled out and wiped her juices over her soft skin.

"You want to get a piece of this hot pussy now?"

"Ahh yeah, that sounds good," he said, as he pulled out from her slurping mouth and patted his wet cock on her cheek. Nathrae found herself being lifted up again. She cooperated as she was shuffled up on the bed, but was mindful not to show any awareness. She was carefully positioned so that she was straddling the wounded drow. Her pussy tingled with anticipation of taking another cock.

He pulled her to him and her bare breasts pressed against his firm chest while her head rested on his shoulder that wasn't bandaged. She could feel him breathing heavily beneath her, and his hand rubbing over the skin of her back. "I'll help you out there, brother." The other drow mercenary got hold of the hard cock beneath her and lined it up with her wet purple slit.

Nathrae moaned as he pushed it up entered her sodden tunnel. He began pumping his cock into her with slow strokes. The other male was behind her, groping at her ass with one hand and stroking his cock with the other. "How's that pussy feel?"

"Great," huffed the wounded mercenary. Nathrae continued to moan over his shoulder as his meaty rod rubbed up her embracing cunt.

"Hehehe, you mind if I join you in there?"

He chuckled as he stopped pumping, and left his cock wedged into the placid drow woman. "Heh, sure."

The male moved up on the bed behind her, he squatted down as he carefully got into position. Then Nathrae could feel his firm round glans rubbing over her slippery netherlips. She felt apprehension and excitement wash over her, she had never experienced this before. The male behind her got a firm hold of his cock and began pushing it forward, into her already occupied pussy.

The hard black cock rubbed up against the other cock and prodded into her silky purple lips. He groaned as he forced it in. Nathrae gasped as she felt her slit open further and the second cock grind its way inside her. It slid in deep and she let out a low moan. Her stretched cunt was squeezing the two rigid organs together inside her body.

The feeling was intense. Her excited cunt was filling her mind with strong pulses of painful pleasure. The drow mercenary underneath her groaned as the clasping embrace around his manhood became tighter. Then the drow behind her gripped her hips and began moving his cock with short fast strokes, grinding it against her stretched walls and the other cock. Nathraes' face was hot, she continued to gasp and let out more moans.

"Ha, I think our dumb whore likes that."

Soon the intense sensations were driving her over the edge. The convolution of carnal pleasure deep within her was quickly tightening down as the two cocks pushed into her. She moaned as she felt the pleasure reach its peak. Then she gasped and cried out as she came. Her climaxing pussy squeezed the two rigid cocks even tighter as it gushed and pulsed with blissful sensations.

"Oh Lolth! She loves it." Nathrae was left hot and panting as her potent orgasm slowly died down. Her throbbing cunt was soaking wet as the cocks continued to move inside her. The wounded mercenary beneath her groaned as he rubbed his hands over her back. He wasn't moving his cock much, but the other male was giving long strokes against it, and against Nathraes' tight hugging walls. Her heaving chest was hot and sweaty where it was pressed against him.

The stroking cock pulled back too far and slipped out. It rubbed up between the cleft of her ass. He got hold of his cock again and this time he prodded it into her asshole. Nathrae clenched her teeth as the wet member forced its way into her tight hole. Her sphincter stretched open and tightly embraced the rigid shaft as it sunk in deep.

"Ahh, yes, she's got a nice ass, as well." He started giving long hard thrusts into her welcoming back passage. The other drow started pumping harder into her pussy. Nathraes' head was still swimming from her blissful orgasm, but the heat began to rise within her again as her cunt and ass were vigorously pumped.

The male underneath her suddenly groaned loudly and stopped thrusting. His cock throbbed as the warm wet cum gushed out inside her. "Ahhh, oh Fuck! Nnngh!" he called out as he was rocked by the blissful orgasm. He left his cock lodged up her sodden pussy while the other continued to pump away into her ass.

Soon the one ass-fucking her was groaning louder. He pulled out of the clenching hole and started fervently jerking his cock. He moaned as it erupted and the thick warm cum spurt over the dark skin of her ass. The other cock had softened and slipped out of her dribbling snatch.

Nathrae was feeling hot, sweaty and light-headed as the two males wiped her down and lay her back down on the bed. "See, brother, I told you she would have you feeling better."

"Hmm, that was great. And we can have her again?"

"Yeah, the sergeant said we can enjoy Tiff anytime while we're here."

"Great. I'll want to do that again."

The two of them left the room, and once again, Nathrae was left lying naked on the bed. She had enjoyed that as much as the males had, if not more. She was certainly seeing the plus-side of being a submissive slave. There was still their sergeant, Faraun to visit her. He could use her any way he wanted. She was looking forward to it.

After a few minutes of lying on the bed bathing in her blissful satisfaction, the door opened again. The dark figure came and stood over her. She didn't look directly at him, as much as she wanted to. Faraun removed his shirt and then sat down on the bed next to her. He turned and stroked his hand over her face, before gently turning her head to face him.

Nathrae was still careful not to look at him directly. But she could feel his eyes staring into hers' and it was a little unsettling. She was careful not to do anything to give away her awareness. She felt his hand lightly brushing through her damp hair. He moved over her so that he was directly in her line of sight and she couldn't look away. She looked into his red eyes. He was quite handsome, and reminded her of Rizzen, stirring up melancholy feelings within her.

After a short while he moved down and rested his head on her chest. He shuffled on the bed and pressed his body into her while putting his arm around her. He just stayed there, holding her. Nathrae wondered what he was doing. Was he going to fuck her soon? She recalled how Rizzen would hold her like this after some of their energetic fuck sessions, and how she quite liked it.

She could feel his chest steadily rising and falling as he breathed, and the warmth of his firm body pressed against hers'. She felt the weight of his head on her chest as she took in deep steady breaths. A couple of minutes had passed and it seemed he wasn't moving. She allowed herself to relax and became more comfortable with him. Then she took a risk and moved her arm over the male and rested it on his toned back. He stirred and shuffled up on the bed so that he was pressed into her more snugly.

He just lay still on the bed, holding her for quite a while. Then he just picked himself up and rolled off the bed. He got dressed and left, without saying a word. Nathrae was sad to have him leave, and be left all alone on the bed again. No more males came in until Rugnar entered and lifted her up, taking her back to the shop to bathe.

The mercenary company stayed for a few more cycles while several of their members healed up. Nathrae had been taken into the room and used by the males several more times. She continued to enjoy their attentions, even when they fucked her in the mouth and ass. And Faraun just held her a couple more times, without trying to stick his cock inside her. She wondered if there was something wrong with him and he couldn't perform, but she enjoyed the intimate contact.

She was sad to see the group go, leaving her there with the stinking dwarf. As he slept, she snuck out into the tunnel and retrieved her communication stone. She dutifully reported all she had learned from the mercenary group to her house. Then she returned back to her post.

Continued in Chapter 3 - Part 4

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