Wraithspider - Chapter 2 - Part 1

Chapter 2 - Part 1: Consequences

Pinched, spanked, and tugged, the crotch rope pulled painfully into her naked sex, Alystin is lead down the filthy alley by her captors. Empty boxes and garbage fill the alley, and the odor of piss and shit from dumped chamber pots is almost overwhelming, especially since Alystin is still gagged, forced to breathe through her nose only.

Rats scurry from their path as they make their way down towards an adjoining alley further along. Passing by the back of another shop, clothing, judging by the bolts of colored cloth, Alystin sees the workers in back look up as they pass, but just as quickly look away once they see the nature of the procession. Again, there will be no help here.

Still, she has not given up hope. Of course, there's no way out of this, but if they don't know who she is, who she represents, and they can't right? They can't be that stupid, can they? Even this far north they should know that messing with one of the Unseen like this would mean an invasion of assassins, all sent to root out and slaughter the entire guild; it wouldn't be the first time...

So all Alystin has to do is hold on, hang in, and when she gets to this 'Silk' person, put the proper fear into him. That's it. Then they'll apologize profusely, shower her with gold and fine things to buy her off, and she'll be able to go! That has to do it; there's just NO WAY these guys can be so stupid. And by the Abyss, they're thieves, so there's no way they can be that brave! Right?

She's almost happy, almost totally confident that they'll see reason when they realize their lives are on the line here, that their entire guild is on the line, that she's almost rushing to get this done with. Of course, the laughing, pinching, slapping thugs, bouncing her around between them help with that, too. Every part of her body is stinging from their slaps, and she can still feel them pawing all over her lush body.

Soon, down another adjoining alley, similar to the others in that way all filthy alley's are similar, the enter the back of a building. Storage crates fill the dark room, and with the light from the open door, two of the guards step in, fetching lamps and lighting them.

Alystin is ushered in with another forceful pull on the crotch rope, almost lifting her off her feet. Moving behind some of the crates, one of the guards with a lamp opens a door, hidden as it was, disguised as a neat stack of crates. Leading her, they head down a set of steep wooden stairs. Alystin finds descending them difficult, her ankles still tied by the short piece of rope.

Entering some gray brick tunnels, they walk for a few minutes, then they finally enter into another storage room.

This room is well lit, four lamps, one in each corner, and one hanging from the middle of the ceiling. The light is bright and clear, chasing all the shadows from behind the few small crates and boxes, even from under the table and chairs in the middle of the modest room. Clearly, the light is magical in nature.

Two men are seated at the table, a nice bowl of fruit between them, and a third is leaning against the far wall, but it's obvious to Alystin he's ready for action, hand close to a throwing dagger. Silk's bodyguard, no doubt.

"Shit! Damn it Silk! I told you not to bring her here until I was gone!", one of the men stands up sharply, anger and fear mixing in his voice.

Eyes still adjusting to the light, it takes a moment before Alystin can see, but when she can she almost lunges at Renard. Instantly one of the thugs has her, but still Renard has jumped back, almost to the far side of the table.

"Just take your money and go, then, but I promise you she'll be no threat to us after today.", says the man still seated at the table, waving dismissively. He's a human in late middle age, eyes still clear and cunning.

Muttering to himself, Renard snatches up a heavy looking purse, and not daring to look up at Alystin's blazing eyes, he rushes from the scene.

"Well, well. So this is what one of the famous Unseen looks like. Funny, I'd imagined you to come with your own pants, and...wearing less rope?" Silk stands and casually walks over to her, studying her as he approaches, and grabs her by the chin, "And gagged, too. Slut put up a fight, did she?"

"Yeah, Silk. A pretty good one. But here she is. What do you want us to do with her?", the eager look in the lead thug's eyes leaves no doubt as to what he thinks they should do.

"For now just remove her gag. I'll decide how best to punish her depending on what she has to say.", Silk walks back to the table, and picking a nice juicy apple he leans nonchalantly against the edge, sinking his teeth into the ripe fruit.

"mmph!--HOW DARE YOU TREAT ME LIKE THIS!! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? WHEN THE UNSEEN HEAR OF THIS THEY--Mmph--!"

With a simple gesture Silk has the lead thug silence her, his huge hand nearly enveloping her entire face.

"Now, now, dear girl, is that anyway to talk to someone when they have you at such a huge disadvantage? You went and killed one of our best customers, you know; you have a great deal of revenue to make up to us. As for your Unseen, you are far away from them, and your only ally betrayed you for a bag of gold. I say you have little choice; you WILL do what we tell you, or we simply kill you. Doesn't that sound fair to you? Now, we have someone in mind for you to kill for us. Agree to this, and we let you go. Of course, you will still be punished, but agree now and I will be lenient."

Hearing this, several of the guards groan and shake their heads, looks of disappointment pass between them. At least one can be heard muttering something to the effect of 'I knew we should have taken our fun in the alley...'

"Well, that's a start, at least, Silk.", hand removed from her mouth, Alystin feels good about this, eyes fierce and challenging, she says firmly, "But let me tell you what's going to happen: you're going to let me go. Now. In return, I will forget all of this took place; your filthy dogs here never touched me, and the assassins of the Unseen will not need to come here and eliminate your entire, feeble, little guild of thieves."

Silk begins to laugh, "You don't get it? I know that if your guild never sees you again, they'll assume you died on the road back home, or something like that! You are stuck, my little drow cunt. Ours.", grabbing a chair and the bowl of fruit from the table, he takes it over to the wall and putting it down there, sits firmly, making great pains to look as though he's taking the time to get comfortable, "Men, for a job well done today I reward you with punishing this tender dark elf pussy you brought. You caught her, you get to rape her black ass. And take your time; this slut needs to learn her lesson well."

"What? No, you can't do this! St--mmmppphhh!!"

Hooting with joy, they begin to bounce her between them in earnest, slapping her ass, grabbing her tits through her shirt, stroking her shaven pussy, the white rope still pulled taut between her obsidian labia. One thug suddenly hauls her up to him, and plants a deep kiss right on her lips, forcing her jaw open with his hand he thrusts his tongue deep into her mouth.

Another pulls her away from him, yanking brutally at the crotch rope. Alystin yelps in pain as it digs even deeper into her. Stretching her back, he bites at her neck, reaching around to roughly grab her crotch.

"Hey! Hold her like that for a moment! Let's cut her shirt off!", taking a dagger, the thug who spoke, just another of the ten huge, ugly men, grabs the front of her shirt and slices, careful to cut between the ropes above and below her firm tits. "Hold her steady so I can cut the shirt out from under these ropes!"

"Oh, one more thing men,", Silk says, mouth full of fruit, "If she gives you too much trouble, say biting or anything like that, just kill her. That's an order."

A chorus of agreements tells Alystin she's going to have to behave if she wants to live; she remains still, not wanting to accidentally stab herself. She can't believe this position she in, it's not like men are of no interest to her, but just drow men! Never humans! They're all uncontrollably hairy and smelly and loud! They never know their place, and now ten of them are going RAPE her! Her! Ten of the hugest she's ever seen! The smallest is a half foot taller than her, and twice as wide, and there's TEN! There's nothing she can do now, but if she lasts, never let them break her, just grit her teeth and hold on, then she can escape later! THEN she can come back and kill them. ALL of them!

These are the thoughts crossing Alystin's mind during the brief moment of stillness as they cut the shirt out from under the ropes binding her arms and chest.

"C'mon slut! Up on the table!", one particularly big thug lifts her by both ends of the crotch rope, front and back, causing the it to dig further still into her cunt, the white rope disappearing from view as she howls.

"Yehah! Listen to her!", she's panting, short breaths between sobs, as the men surround her as she lays there struggling, tears beginning to well in her red eyes. Callused hands grab her now bare black tits, roughly kneading and pinching the tender flesh. Still more hands harshly force her legs apart, and slap and grab her sore, dry cunt. Someone grabs her jaw and roughly yanks her head back, his huge mouth smothering hers completely.

"I don't think we need this in our way, do you guys?", one says, yanking the crotch rope, making Alystin cry out again. She's turned slightly, and another dagger makes short work of the rope. A slight tugging at her shapely legs, and she realizes they cut them free, too, though she can still feel the rope tight around her ankles.

Turned onto her back again, her weight resting painfully on her arms, bound as they are beneath her, and she feels her legs spread wide apart this time! Fearing the worst, she wrenches her head free from the grip of the man holding it, and is almost relieved to see the terribly ugly one lowering his face into her crotch. Looking about, eyes frantically searching for some way, some thing she can use, but all she can see is the thugs shucking their clothes, tossing shirts and pants into piles on the floor. Her eyes widen in terror as she notices one very important fact: by some freak twist, like they were all picked for this reason or something equally perverse, every single one of these ten huge men has a massive cock, only growing longer and thicker as they stroke themselves to hardness in preparation.

"Yeah, get her all lubed up! We're going to have us some tight elf pussy today!", someone says, and Alystin can feel the rough fingers force her cunt lips wide, a thick tongue beginning to probe deep into her hairless box. This lacks all refinement and care, it only exists to force her body to comply, to heat up and moisten, to get ready for a violent fucking! To her horror, Alystin feels her body responding, a small twitch deep in her loins the first tiny act of betrayal.

Crying out in her panic, she finds her head suddenly pulled back over the edge of the table by her long white hair, the same man, only this time he has something else in mind. Her mouth perfectly open in a big 'o', he shoves his sizable cock between her purple lips. The cool feel of the flat of a dagger on her cheek is all the reminder she needs as the man thrusts hard, his thick tool forcing it's way back into her throat. The dagger disappears, the man filling her mouth knowing she understands, as his thick smelly pubic hair mashes up into her face, his heavy balls smacking her nose. Pulling back, the man adjusts himself, angling for better penetration, he holds her chin, keeping her mouth and full lips tight around his engorged cock. Alystin gasps for breath, her nose and mouth full of the smell and taste of the unwashed man's sweat and filth, and then he thrusts into her hot mouth again, then withdraws, thrusts...the back of her head is smacking the edge of the table as she gasps for breath, mouth full of thick, pale white human dick, the huge thug relentlessly and violently fucking her beautiful black face. The merciless rape of her mouth continues for what seems a lifetime before the man suddenly tenses, spurting thick gooey cum into her throat. So much of it that gobs of sticky white cum start trickling out the sides of her mouth, dribbling down her cheeks and into her nose despite the best efforts of the thug to make her swallow it all. Finally spurting the last hot streamers of spunk into her, the man withdraws, a final strand hanging from his cock to her mouth. Coughing and spitting, she tosses her head trying to shake the cum off, opening her eyes just in time to see another pair of hairy balls bobbing in front of her face, the bloated white cock thrusting towards her cum splattered lips...

Men paw and slap her large tits with strong white hands, the smooth black orbs bouncing painfully from their attentions. One tugs her nipple harshly, twisting it painfully he pulls her tit up so high and hard she has to arch her back to keep up. Laughing and slapping the suspended flesh, the man releases her tit, delighting in the way it bounces. Both of her sensitive tits are grabbed roughly, one big man apiece, her nipples teased and pinched even more, they take her nipples into their mouths. They bite her tits harshly, leaving clear imprints in her soft flesh. Suckling, they pull at her nipples with their teeth, kneading Alystin's abused tits even more...

Despite her best efforts, Alystin is beginning to moisten, her cunt lips swelling and growing hot. The hardness of her throbbing clit an obvious sign of her body's betrayal. She feels herself flush, and more tears welling in her eyes she does her best to force her arousal back. She can't give in to these humans!

"Lemme see what she tastes like...", another man takes his place between her legs, his rough tongue sliding up the entirety of her moistening gash. Grabbing her athletic thighs, he forcefully spreads her legs almost perpendicular to her body, making her shaved pussy lips spread automatically. Her sex violently exposed, the thug licks deep and long into her wet tunnel, covering her entire cunt with his mouth. Other men take her legs, forcing them flat against the table, making her pussy even more vulnerable. The inside of her sex is made visible as the first thug spreads her wide, glistening dark burgundy between puffy black labia, cunt muscles clenching, he then forces two fat pale fingers into her tight snatch. She sobs and whimpers as he twists his wrist, wriggling his fingers inside her, forcing more reluctant arousal from her...

A third human steps up to take advantage of her hot mouth, only moments behind the last man, pinching her nose to make her mouth open, he stabs his throbbing cock between her dark purple lips. Alystin feels another man's hot breath on her bald obsidian cunt, another tongue sampling her now dripping juices. Men continue to hold her struggling legs firmly, one smart guy tickling and slapping the sensitive soles of her bare feet. Steadying her leg with his strong hands, he sucks lewdly on her dainty black toes, wriggling his tongue around the red painted nails. Teeth and pinching fingers assault her firm melon-sized tits non-stop, the silk ropes above and below them cutting into the flesh, eliciting more wracking sobs from her stuffed mouth.

The tongue leaves Alystin's sticky cunt, cool damp air from the basement room highlighting her vulnerability for her. She feels a fresh spread of warmth from her loins as strong hands grab her narrow waist, her tits suddenly free from groping, vicious hands. The man fucking her face even stops for a moment, though he does not remove his dick from her mouth; she feels it throb softly as her legs are once again firmly pressed to the table.

"I'm the one that grabbed her, so I get dibs...", hearing this Alystin is hopeful for one brief moment, maybe they will fight amongst themselves, giving her the opportunity she needs. Her hopes are instantly shattered by the chorus of agreeing laughter, the others urging her assailant to get on with it!

Pulling her forward roughly, almost yanking her mouth from the long cock resting in it, the thug impales her on his obscenely thick member. Alystin cries out in anguish, her tight cunt stretched viciously and suddenly around the rock hard cock. The men laugh and jeer at her anguish, commenting on the sight of her hairless black pussy full to bursting with thick white meat. All the muscles in her restrained legs and tortured pelvis contract as the man withdraws, only to suddenly slam into her with even greater force. With terrible clarity Alystin realizes the slickness of her betraying pussy is allowing him to pump hard into her with little trouble, his scratchy pubes rubbing her tender abused pussy with each forward thrust.

"Let's do her at the same time.", says the man with his prick in her mouth as he thrusts into her at the same time as the man ravaging her cunt. Grabbing her by the back of her head, a fistful of her white hair, he leans forward, hand resting on her shoulder and begins to mercilessly fuck Alystin's soft, full lips. Soon matching pace, thrust for thrust, the thugs are slamming into her simultaneously from both ends. Alystin's arms are aching underneath her, ropes twisting and digging into them and her breasts as she's almost tossed back and forth between them. Every thrust almost succeeds in folding her up with it's violence, the men riding her sopping pussy and drooling mouth steady and vigorously.

Tears are flowing freely now as Alystin sobs, the most horrible part of the violent rape her body's unexpected betrayal. Not wanting to give them the victory of breaking her will an orgasm would allow, she closes her eyes tightly and tries her best to fight off her growing arousal as the men pump and pump and pump, never slowing their pace. A sudden hoot from another thug reminds her of the crowd of men surrounding her suddenly, and she finds herself grow hotter as the humiliation of knowing she is on display sinks in.

With a final brutal thrust each, both men begin spurting their hot seed into her body. Withdrawing from her mouth, that thug happily coats her dark face with his jizz, strands shooting into her hair and gasping mouth. The man in her pussy is encouraged by his friends to fill her up, however, all of them seeming delighted at the expressed idea of trying to fill her pussy to overflowing with their loads. Panting, she uses the moment of stillness to actually steel her resolve some, finally feeling control returning to her abused body, her arousal seems to subside some...she won't let them make her cum!

Another man takes his place between her legs, his dick, thinner than the first man's, but absurdly long, brutally ramming it's way into her all the way to her cervix. Grabbing her thighs roughly, he presses them to his sides, the slender dark limbs instinctively wrapping themselves around his thick waist. Thug number four moves up to her face, slapping her jizz soaked cheeks with his heavy cock, he encourages her to suck his dick willingly. Motivating Alystin to do her best, he happily restarts the abuse on her beautiful tits. She takes the cock into her mouth, sliding her tongue around it, bobbing her head as best she can upside down as she is, and is rewarded with slightly lighter pinching of her nipples. Continuing to work over his throbbing tool, Alystin realizes she's at least happy he's not thrusting into her, like the others. Soon, she has him cumming, spurting his cum into her mouth. Twisting her nipples violently, he tells her quietly to swallow it all, 'or else'; tears coming again, Alystin gulps frantically, nearly gagging on his massive load, but she manages to keep from spilling a drop. Patting her cheek gently, he tells Alystin 'good girl', just in time for the thug violating her cunt to tense, pumping his load deep into her belly.

"I want something special...", the lead thug says menacingly, stepping into place between her legs. Grabbing the back of Alystin's knees, he pushes her legs up, folding them against her body, her naked ass is raised up off the smooth table top. In this new very vulnerable position, her slim legs held tight, pressed down, crushing her breasts against her, she is horrified to feel the tip of his rigid prick press against the pucker of her asshole.

"NO! No, please! Not there! I'll do anything! I've never, not there...I promise! Justdontohpleasenotmyass...", shaking her head violently, red eyes wide with fear Alystin pleads for mercy. She's met with laughter and taunts, but not one of them moves to quiet her this time. Her begging only excites them more.

"Virgin ass, slut? Even better! Your cherry ass is mine!", the lead thug taunts Alystin as he violently stabs his thick pole into her ass! Her own pussy juices and the cum of her previous two rapists had already trickled down her crack, providing a healthy and much needed amount of lubricant as the head of this massive prick drives into her rectum.

"N-AAAAAHHH!!", Alystin is screaming fully now, her virgin asshole painfully stretched by it's first invader. Still, only about just the head, and about two inches of the thug's thick cock have made it in so far, so pulling out slightly, he redoubles his efforts, slamming another couple inches into her tight ass, making her scream once more.

The other thugs are laughing and pointing, slapping each other on the shoulder as they enjoy her screams, but they are all standing off slightly, to better enjoy the show. To the side and behind their leader, they watch as he continues to force more of his huge white dick into the drow's tight black asshole, the pucker of her sphincter gripping his shaft obscenely as he withdraws slightly, then the fierce clench of Alystin's perfect round butt as he pistons forward once more.

Screaming non-stop, pleading with him to stop as the painful sodomy continues relentlessly, Alystin is horrified to find her body responding to this most awful degradation. The heat in her pussy is unmistakable, the twitching in her loins the first sign of a looming orgasm! This can't be! Not now! Not to this!

The lead thug has finally forced his entire massive prick into her behind, his coarse pubic hair sticking to her splayed pussy lips. Grinding his hips he grins at Alystin evilly, his cock moving about painfully in her rectum. Starting to pump her, he first withdraws only a little, then slams forward so hard it folds her up some more, her tits mashed painfully under her thighs. He repeats this action, gradually moving further and further out, then driving his massive shaft forward ever harder, slamming her body around violently. Laying down atop her he begins to grind again, teasing her between powerful thrusts, pinning her legs to her ample chest. Reaching down to her sides, he grabs the ropes binding her arms and chest, and using this for leverage he rams Alystin's defiled ass brutally, tugging her down to meet each thrust!

"NONONONON--NAAAAHH!!", Alystin cries out in reluctant orgasm, the vile ass rape tearing her last shred of dignity from her in a flood of warm honey! Her back arching off the table, head back howling out her anguish, the muscles in her ass clench so firmly with her spasming pussy that the thug can't move his cock one tiny bit. Body writhing as wave after wave of her self-restrained orgasms flood her senses all at once, she finally becomes still, sobbing and whimpering; they're winning.

"Oh my, I do believe the slut just came...", Silk's voice is full of astonishment, "What a complete whore! Ha!"

"Yeah? Well I ain't done here yet! So you like it in your ass after all, you fucking slut?", the lead thug looks energized, his victory over the uppity drow cunt powering him he starts to lay into her even harder! Pounding his huge cock mercilessly into her ravaged asshole, he reams her brutally, white cock tearing more cries and sobs from his obsidian skinned fuck toy. Finally, after several more minutes of being painfully sodomized, Alystin feels him pull out as the hot splatter of cum covers her upturned asshole and pussy.

A pair of strong hands take her by the waist, pulling her back over the end of the table and rolling her over onto her belly. A smack on her ass gets her attention as the man behind her uses his knees to force her long black legs apart. Roughly grabbing the magnificent globes of Alystin's butt cheeks, he pries them apart, pressing the head of his dick into her abused sphincter, chuckling at the wonderful sight of her black flesh swallowing his throbbing white cock. Driving forward, Alystin crying out in pain and horror once more, he shoves his entire length into her in one powerful thrust!

The first thug to ravage her pussy appears in front of her, he takes his thick semi-erect cock in hand and grabbing her sore jaw, he forces Alystin to suck on it, making it harden in her mouth.

"C'mon, there's a good girl, get me nice and hard for you...", making her lick around the length of his shaft, loving the feel of her facile tongue wrapping around his throbbing member, he motions for the man fucking her tight ass to grab her hair. Taking a fistful of white hair, the man yanks it back, almost pulling her sucking mouth from the dick filling it. Alystin grunts as her hair is used to pull her back forcefully onto the cock probing her rectum, impaling her even more uncomfortably as she arches back, her breasts lifting slightly off the table. The man enjoying the forced blowjob reaches to her chest, groping Alystin's delicious tits he teases her hard nipples, finally pinching, twisting them he raises her further off the table. A hand on the small of her back keeps Alystin's pelvis in the same position for the man sodomizing her, his hard cock grinding into her in slow, painful circles as he fucks her. A whimper escapes her lips, tight as they are around the thick, now throbbing rock hard dick slowly fucking her mouth, her hair is tugged back further, like some kind of leash, forcing another painful cry, and her body is now bent with her abused ass nearly horizontal and her torso almost vertical.

The man in front of her has to follow her up, climbing up to kneel on the table in front of her. The table creaks threateningly under the huge man's weight, but this goes unnoticed as he pulls her face away from his crotch, motioning to the man behind her again to pull more.

Alystin is newly grateful for her athletic body's flexibility as she is painfully yanked backwards, her head pulled right back so she's looking at the ceiling. She yelps in pain as her bound arms are pinched by the white silk rope, the man raping her ass brutally laying into her even harder as he forces Alystin's legs even further apart, making her have to stand on her toes while she suffers her abuse.

The thug kneeling on the table grabs two handfuls of perfect drow tits, the obsidian globes framed beautifully by the white ropes binding her chest above and below them. Lowering himself so he's almost sitting on his heels, he pulls her heaving chest to his crotch, and mashing her soft tits around his hard cock he begins rocking back and forth. He twists her dark purple nipples harshly between thumb and forefinger as he fucks Alystin's cleavage, his white cock slick with her own saliva disappearing between her generous tits with each violating thrust.

Alystin is moaning and gasping softly now between sobs, her body seemingly beyond her control, the betrayal nearly complete. She can't fight back the pleasure her abused, thoroughly raped body feels. The feel of the thick cock ravaging her tender asshole, each thrust like a hot piston into her bowels as the man's hairy balls slap wetly into her sticky shaven snatch. Her erect nipples painfully squeezed between strong fingers as her sensitive tits are violated, coarse pubic hair tickling the undersides of her breasts. Body shaking with her sobs, Alystin wonders how she could feel this...pleasure, her confused, muddled mind unable to fathom her body's growing hunger, her clenching pussy's need, for more defilement.

The thug raping her ass spent, his seed deposited deep in her bowels, he withdraws. Immediately another thug takes his place, and Alystin can't believe she finds herself wondering why they don't fuck her pussy some more? This painful realization, the sudden knowledge that she is this close to total defeat is shattered by another massive dick taking it's turn in her ass.

Crying out at the third violation of her bowels, Alystin suddenly feels the warm splatter of white semen on her tits, the thug fucking them still as spurts of jizz fountain into the air to land dripping over her chin and nipples. Slapping her tits painfully, he climbs off the table. All support gone, the exhausted cum covered dark elf simply falls forward, her tits crushed under her weight as she lays on the table limp.

She stirs as her newest anal rapist grabs the back of her thighs and forces her knees up onto the table behind her. Alystin's asshole and pussy painfully spread by this new position, the man reams her rectum without missing a stroke as he uses her hair to pull her up much as the first man did. Only this man doesn't stop until her back is pressed to his chest, the insides of her thighs feeling the strain as the unusual position is forced on them. Alystin's tits bounce and jiggle beautifully as she's forced to sit up onto the pole fucking her ass. Leaning back, still hammering his rigid tool into her butt, he wraps one arm around her chest and grabs the back of her right thigh in one hand, right below her round ass cheek.

"All right, who's going to help me finish taming this dark elf slut?", turning around, he grabs her left butt cheek with his strong callused left hand, and leaning back on the table starts bouncing her up and down on his thick pole. Alystin's legs pulled apart, dripping splayed pussy on display invitingly as she is forced to ride the violating member in her ass, leaning back on the huge chest of her assailant.

A thug who's yet to enjoy either of her holes is the first to step up, the second man who raped her beautiful mouth. Groping her bobbing tits as he steps up, his cock massively swollen with his arousal he places it at the slippery entrance to her cunt. With one hand guiding his prick, he waits until she is riding the thick dick in her ass back down to thrust into her tight shaven pussy.

Moaning loudly, Alystin's eyes open in shock as the second dick rams into her cunt, the sudden feel of the double penetration making her cry out as both her holes are stuffed to capacity. She can feel the two thick cocks rubbing together through the membrane between her sore rectum and vaginal walls. Her violated body reacts with another warm flush of lubricating honey, allowing the thug raping her tight elf cunt an even easier time as she nearly slides right off his long pole at the zenith of each brutal stab into her orifices.

"Hey, hey, I got an idea...why don't you guys lay down with her?", Alystin's ears prick up at this, wondering what terrible defilement the speaker could have thought up. She flushes slightly as she feels her body heat up in anticipation at the idea, ashamed at her own loss of control over her own body. She does not miss the shrugs exchanged by the two men currently impaling her before they move, careful not to dislodge themselves from the tight warm body cavities stuffed with their meat. Laying down carefully, the thug in her ass on the bottom, the man violating her juicy pussy grabs her legs by the back of her knees to keep her in a convenient position. Holding her still like this, they begin thrusting their thick dicks into her holes, her obsidian skin contrasted against their white flesh as they continue to bounce Alystin up and down.

The thug beneath her moves his hands to her narrow waist as another steps up and pulls her head back by the hair. Seeing the hard cock press towards her full lips, Alystin snaps, knowing that she's utterly and totally defeated unless she does something now! Suddenly the thugs are forced to fight her as she bucks and kicks, thrashing around wildly on their invading cocks, she screams curses at them in deep drow, trying to maneuver her legs to kick off the man impaling her pussy! She pulls her head free of the man trying to take her mouth, and sitting up on the cock in her ass she tries to snap her forehead forward into the face of the thug in front of her! Almost falling out of Alystin's sopping pussy as he tries to get back from the onslaught he is saved only by the man behind her grabbing her long white hair again!

Yanked back viciously, Alystin screams out more curses, but the surprise of her sudden attack dissipated, the thugs are regaining control of her, and her renewed fight only seems to excite them further. Wrapping his massive fist in her white hair to prevent her from escaping his grasp again, the thug standing behind her pulls her head down backwards, but knowing the angry eyed drow would be too likely to bite right now he decides instead to slap her angry contorted face. Alternating between his right hand and the hardness of his cock, he distracts the screaming drow, causing her to scream less as she shrieks and tosses her head to try and avoid the humiliating sting of his dick on her cheeks.

Still kicking and fighting to get free, Alystin feels another man straddle her chest, grabbing the ropes binding her. She feels his dick resting between her heaving breasts as he uses the ropes to try and hold her in place, rubbing the tip of his cock over her nipples. Letting go of the ropes, he grabs the sides of her torso, just below her tits, and using his wrists to squeeze them together he starts sliding his long hard cock between them, raping her firm mammarys.

The two thugs stuffed into her ass and pussy feel reinvigorated. The wild bucking of the beautiful dark elf impaled on their throbbing erections only serving to stimulate them further. In unison they begin to pump savagely into Alystin's tight orifices, jaws clenched tight they pound her hard, determined to tame her! Crying again, realizing there is no way free of their grasp, a still bucking and struggling Alystin is only trying to keep them from total victory over her, but her outburst has turned them merciless, and all four men currently violating her are unwavering in their renewed assault.

Seeing her sobbing, growing less still, the thug slapping her gorgeous dark face humiliatingly with his fat white prick decides to try his luck. Pinching her nose to make her gasp for air, he thrusts his cock into her invitingly sexy mouth, looking for all the world to him that it can only have been made to suck dick, and pushes the fat purple head of his tool into the back of her throat. Joining the simultaneous thrusting of the other men, he pumps his dick in and out of her mouth, listening to her sobs and whimpers as she begins to slow her violent struggling.

The terrible violation of all four men slamming her body around making her whimper with terror as her libido again begins to respond against her will. Alystin's erect clit throbbing, the sensitive nub tickled by rough pubic hair with each thrust of the thick white cock into her shaven pussy. The brutal reaming of the massive cock in her rectum, sliding in and out between her perfect round firm black ass cheeks. Her breasts heaving, bouncing painfully as a third prick violates her smooth dark tits, strong hands slapping and pinching hard as the thug rocks back and forth on her ravished chest. Gasping for breath, her nose pressed close into the fourth man's hairy sac as he savagely rapes her small mouth with his huge prick, one hand still slapping her face as he uses a fistful of white hair to jerk her soft lips up and down. With each thrust she almost gags, only by struggling to open her throat to accommodate him does the keep from choking.

The four men continue to ravage the battered beauty as she grows limp in their grasp, crying in her violation. They are almost surprised when she suddenly bucks again, but it only takes a moment for them to realize, smiling, that the involuntary spasms are just the sign of their victory.

Alystin's body commits the final act of betrayal as her senses are overwhelmed with a massive orgasm. All four cocks pounding her mercilessly as she thrashes about wildly, uncontrollably as her body turns her over to their complete domination. Utterly defeated, the last of Alystin's will drains out of her with the flood of her cumming, turning her into a mindless object for their pleasure. Going limp, all thoughts leave her clouded mind as she becomes aware of nothing but the feel of the hard pricks violating her.

Sensing her defeat, the four thugs pound into Alystin a few more times before one by one, they spill their seed into and onto their new toy. Withdrawing their deflating cocks from the sobbing dark elf, they watch as two more men pick up her limp body.

One man leaning against the table, Alystin the toy is mounted on his hard prick facing him, as she vacantly notices another man pushing his throbbing cock into her butt. She gasps as the men double penetrate her, before they pull out spent several minutes later, only to be replaced by more men taking her mouth, ass and pussy at the same time...

Reduced to a truly dominated toy, owned wholly by her rapists, Alystin is forced to endure several more hours of rape. The stamina of these men is incredible as they take her over and over, in every orifice, spraying hot streams of come over their new fuck doll until she is covered with come and they lie sprawled around the room all spent.

Lying with her sore abused tits crushed into the table, head turned to one side eyes glazed and defeated, her cum spattered lips parted, Alystin pants for breath. Jizm trickles out of her stretched asshole and painfully ravaged pussy, muscles still trying to clench phantom cocks they're so used to being stuffed. Shifting her legs, Alystin sobs as her aching limbs comply, and pulling her legs to her chest, she curls up on the table and passes out...

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"Now, now, no nodding off, we've got important matters to discuss."

Stirring slightly as Silk's hand gently slaps her face, Alystin feels something like sparkly liquid silver being poured down her throat. Moaning and coughing, trying to spit out whatever it is, she can't, Silk holding her head firmly, massaging her throat to make her swallow. Her eyes flutter open, still sore from crying, to see Silk and his unnamed bodyguard standing over her. The bodyguard, a handsome slim young man, his slightly pointed ears and angular eyes giving away his half-elven heritage, is holding a small steel flask. A silver-blue iridescent liquid is trickling out from the flask, into her mouth.

Wondering at her own insight, she can't believe her mental faculties could be functioning so well after her horrible ordeal, but then she finds herself wondering at her ability to analyze how well she should be functioning. Now it dons on her that she's kind of waking up pretty fast, and she's not quite so sore now, actually, she's feeling a bit stronger, more like normal, with every passing second! Alystin squints suspiciously at the flask.

"That's right, a potion of vitality. I hate wasting this on you, but I've just been informed we haven't got the time to let you sleep it off anymore.", Silk sounds very annoyed, "We need you for tonight. After one little assassination we will let you go, but you must do this for us to make up for Laddiner."

The flask emptied, the half-elf bodyguard stoppers it, putting it away presumably to fill it another potion later.

Alystin feels so much better, almost as good as she did before. Her mind is again alert, and even more importantly, it's hers again! Mostly. Looking around the room at the thugs, most of them still struggling back into their clothes, Alystin has to suppress a shudder of fear when one of them meets her gaze and grinning evilly, he licks his lips lewdly. Still bound with the ropes around her arms and chest she sits up, again putting on her best brave front. Alystin finds her body responsive, stronger than she would expect after being raped for several hours, but still sore. "Why do you need me Silk? You must have someone of your own you can use?"

"We need you because you Unseen 'masters' all come with extras we don't have.", as he says this, Silk leans forward to pat her right ass cheek, right on her 'lucky' tattoo. "We need you to kill a mage. If everything I've heard is true, you kill naked except for ways to carry your weapons, so all your most important magic is small, or permanent. That tattoo is*supposed* to hide you from magic, or something like that. I'm guessing it let's you sneak by spells that would let someone know you're coming, and probably let you hide even when someone uses magic to try and find you."

Alystin looks over at him, displeasure at his words evident on her face, she tries her best to sound firm and strong again. "You know a lot more than you're supposed to with just that. Still, how are you going to actually make me do this? Either you keep me like this, or if you let me go I'll run back to my guild, and when I come back with my assassin brothers and sisters we'll wipe your entire guild from this city."

The terribly ugly thug steps up very suddenly, moving much faster you'd think such a large man could. Grabbing her shoulder, he spins her to face him. "You'd come back to see us? We'd all REALLY like that...", he says evilly.

Alystin skitters back from him before she can stop herself, the terror in her eyes unmistakable. The thugs all laugh at her, slapping each other and praising each others 'performance' loudly, making sure she can hear. Their boasting makes her feel ill, and she shrinks back from them further until she realizes she's run out of table. She's finally forced to look away in shame as one of them calls out loudly, "Hey! We forgot the star of the show! Give her a hand!", and they all start clapping and cheering. Never once do they stop laughing at her.

"All right, that's enough now...", Silk's speaks calmly, and immediately the laughter dies, though a few chuckles can be heard as the men go back to talking amongst themselves. "Thorias, please give me the other...item. Now Alystin, you wanted to know how I proposed to make you complete your little job?"

Thorias hands Silk a small mahogany case. Opening it, Silk removes a small ivory cylinder 6 inches long and one inch wide, one end tapering to a rounded tip, the other capped in gold. It's length is covered with evenly spaced, staggered rows of round stubs, and the gold cap is covered with fluid writing.

Her red eyes opened wide with realization, she stares at the ivory dildo in disbelief. "Wha--what are you going to do with that?"

Eyes smiling wickedly, "Silly, I'm going to put this in your tight little pussy!"

Alystin just stares at him, mind reeling, trying to figure out how she woke up into this strange dream where humans make even less sense than they do normally.

"Ah, I see you're wondering how this phallus works. Well, the 'name' of this rather unique item is 'Kroll's Phallus'. It was commissioned of the great mage Dainus by the Baron Von Kroll of Minesta some five hundred years ago. Heh, I think it's real value is as a stunning example of what an obscenely rich pervert noble can waste a mage's time on. Anyway, Baron Von Kroll was a notoriously kinky bastard, always throwing great, huge orgies and personally deflowering every pretty girl in his fiefdom on her fourteenth birthday. Eventually, he came up with the concept for an animated dildo, and viola! Here it is!", Silk can't seem to stop grinning as he says this, then his eyes narrow and his mouth becomes one stern flat line, "Now be a good girl and spread those legs so I can show you how it works."

"You're out of you're mind if you thi--"

Silk cuts her off in mid sentence, apparently pleased that he gets to use the second option. "MEN!"

Panicking, Alystin's eyes dart wildly from face to face as the thugs surge forward, all of them with wicked smiles on their lips. A whimper escapes her lips, convinced as she is that they are now going to repeat their foul rape, and this time they already 'own' her! Fortunately for Alystin all they do is grab her, hands sliding all over her sticky body, smearing the leftover fluids on her more, and force her legs apart. Silk steps in-between her long slender black legs, still struggling despite the two men holding each one. He holds of the carved ivory dildo for her inspection, showing her the gold cap at the bottom she can see what looks to be small keyhole. "Once I put this in your sweet little cunt we won't be able to take it out without the key. I have the key."

"Furthermore, there is command word which must be spoken as the key is turned, and only myself and the friend that loaned me this artifact know it, so don't get any ideas about trying to kill me to get the key." Bending over slightly, Silk places the tip of the magical dildo against Alystin's pussy lips, then firmly, almost clinically he pushes it into her pussy so that it completely disappears. Immediately it begins to pulsate and throb, stimulating her revitalized, but still sore, cunt.

Eyes wide in surprise, Alystin gasps as the throbbing and pulsing slows to an almost imperceptible level, but does not stop completely. Vibrating gently it feels like it's grown slightly, then it shrinks again, all the while stimulating the drow closer to another unwilling orgasm.

"I guess it works. How about that. Now, this has more functions than just that. For instance, it will automatically seek to keep you right at the edge of orgasm, and it will do this for as long as it is in you. It will not let you cum though, no matter how much you try and no matter what you try, except penetration. And since it's filling your tasty honey pot, I guess there's only one option for penetration left...", smiling wickedly her leans around her to ogle Alystin's ass, even though his meaning was not lost on her.

"It does one other thing, too...", leaning forward, Silk whispers something into her ear. Alystin suddenly cries out in shock and forced pleasure as the ivory dildo grows in her pussy, it vibrates fiercely, the growing and shrinking pattern made to feel like hyper-fast thrusting, filling her perfectly, magically stimulating her to a perfect orgasm in less than a minute! Cumming, Alystin's eyes wide as she gasps for breath, the dildo seems to halt it's assault, until sensing she's ready it begins throbbing and thrusting into her again! Silk whispers another word into her ear, and it instantly returns to it's normal steady stimulating of her loins.

"There are more settings, but that's not important right now. We need to get you cleaned up for your job tonight. When you are done your job, my men and I will escort you from the city, there we will remove your newest friend, and let you on your way.", turning to address the lead thug, "Jovan, take her to Mary's and get them to help clean her up, and dress her in something 'nice'. Someone will be by to collect her later, so I want you and your men to get on about that other business we discussed once you drop her off. You hear me? No hanging around!"

"Sure boss, no hanging around. We'll head right over to talk to Serrin for you. Come on slut, we got stuff to do..."

"Oh, Jovan, another thing, no dallying in the tunnels or anywhere else; you've all had your fun with her already and we need her top shape for tonight. And cut her out of those ropes! She's going to need to be able to use her arms, too!"

Jovan just grunts his understanding, one of his men already cutting her free.

Rubbing her arms, circulation slowly returning to normal, Alystin is lead out into the tunnels again. It's not long before the first slap on her ass, then a pinched nipple, and the laughing guards begin to fondle and tease her, shoving her between them groping her tits and grabbing her pussy. Still, they barely slow their pace, but Alystin knows it's going to be a long walk to 'Mary's'.

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It is much longer walk. Alystin, silent in her shame, is spanked and groped through many gray stone brick tunnels, led through the basements of several buildings, most simply storage, some look to be the basements of various shops, but more than just a couple with people resting or working. Her captors make a great display of her for these people, molesting her body even more vigorously when they have an audience. Some of the people, mostly humans but a dwarf is there at one point, moving boxes, look away, like the young elven girl. Unfortunately for poor Alystin still more of the people are apparently thieves hiding out in the network of secret rooms and tunnels, the male ones and more than a couple of the women making lewd comments to Alystin as she's brought through. A few of them even reach out for a quick feel or a goose, and the laughing thugs just make sure she behaves and doesn't offer more than just enough resistance to make it fun. All the while the ivory dildo pulsates inside of her, making her shaved pussy swollen and wet with arousal.

Finally, after one final storage room, small but full of crates, Alystin is lead up some stairs. As they near the top, music can be heard faintly, lively, cheerful music. Her body hot and sweaty with lust, tortured to the brink of orgasm, she is having some trouble with the stairs; how could Silk think she'd be effective like this? She has to be helped up a few stairs, and he expects her to be able to sneak into a mage's home and kill the owner? Goddess, how could she have gotten herself into this mess!

The bawdy music is louder, the sound of a woman's voice singing now discernible, but it is not in the room they enter. Coming out the back of a closet, Alystin and her ten captors are suddenly standing in an attractively furnished dressing room full of attractive young women, all in various stages of undress. Alystin suddenly feels more self conscious as all eyes turn to her lush naked body, glistening with sweat, more than a few of the women looking at her exquisite form jealously. 'This is a brothel!', she thinks to herself, eyes closing she forces herself to calm, 'They've taken me to a whore house...'

Several of the women, putting all thoughts of Alystin aside, smile and squeal, rushing to and hugging the thugs, saying things like how they've missed them and do they have time to stay for some fun. "No, sorry girls, Silk has more stuff for us to do. Can one of you go and get Mary for me?", the leader asks, fondling one pretty blonde whore's bare breast.

"I'll get her.", one girl says, a lovely thing with raven hair and blue eyes, she gets up and leaves through one of the rooms two doors. As it opens, music coming through suddenly at full volume, Alystin gets a glimpse of the room outside. Another lavishly furnished room, this one full of nicely dressed gentlemen carousing with half-naked young women.

Alystin is suddenly aware of one of the women approaching her, a gorgeous though small breasted brunette with olive skin. "What's this? The new girl?", the disdain is obvious in her voice, she walks around the frightened dark elf, inspecting her body. "Very nice, but she's a mess...what happened to her?"

Alystin winces when the thugs snicker at the question, and when the leader replies she wraps her arms around her chest and tries to make herself smaller. "Heh, oh, we just got to break her in real good...", he says, slapping her already stinging ass as he answers. She jumps back, flinching, but she does notice some of the women are looking at her sympathetically now.

Not the olive skinned woman though; she looks amused. "Oh? What did she do to earn that?

"She's the assassin that killed Laddiner. Go ahead, touch her, I know you want to Kerin. Don't worry, she won't try and stop you...", the last he says menacingly, smiling wickedly at Alystin.

Smiling herself, Kerin takes Alystin's wrists and pulls her arms away from her breasts. Grabbing one of Alystin's large tits, she squeezes and kneads it, making the dark elf whimper. "Guess you got what you needed, didn't you? Teach you to screw around in our city without permission!"

"That's quite enough Kerin. I think she had her fill of that with Jovan and his friends.", says a new voice, lovely but firm.

Taking her hands away, looking upset at having been caught, Kerin turns to face the speaker. Alystin follows her gaze, very much wishing to meet her benefactor.

A very beautiful older woman, perhaps her late 30s, or early 40s, old enough for a human, stands there looking at Kerin with displeasure. She has dark hair, just beginning to gray, held up in a bun. Her figure is very nice, still flat stomached and not at all sagging. She is dressed quite nicely in a fine red satin dress, far more than the whores themselves. Turning to address Jovan, she wears her contempt openly, "What do you want?"

"Always nice to see you too, Mary.", he says sarcastically, "Silk wants you to take care of this dark elf slut for a few hours. Get her a bath and dress her up 'nice', feed her. She's got a job tonight, someone will be by to collect her later."

Very deliberately turning to ignore Jovan, Mary addresses Alystin directly, walking over to her, "Now come with me, dear. We'll get you a nice hot bath and some food, and I'll give you more clothes than what Silk would prefer." Gently placing a hand on Alystin's shoulder, Mary guides her towards the rooms second door. "Gillian, be a dear and tell Markus to have some water heated and brought up to the green room."

"Really?" Just as they are about to head through the door, Kerin's laughing voice is heard suddenly behind them. Both Mary and Alystin turn to see Kerin now staring at Alystin again, a gleeful smile on her face. Jovan is standing close to her, and looks as though he's been caught sharing some secret.

"Jovan, take your 'men' and leave, go about your business. You may be Silk's favorite, but you are far from mine." Mary says angrily.

"Yeah, yeah. C'mon guys, lets get moving." With that Jovan ushers his men back down the stairs into the tunnels.

Alystin feels much better for their leaving, until Kerin, catching Alystin's gaze, moves her eyes down to look at Alystin's bare crotch, and looking back up, winks. All still smiling gleefully. Dropping her eyes, Alystin feels herself flush in embarrassment, her hands moving to cover her nakedness. Mary's gentle hand on her shoulder, turning her back towards the door, thankfully gives Alystin something new to focus on.

Alystin is lead through the door, up a set of stairs and down a short hallway, richly appointed with racy paintings and carpet on the floor, and finally into a beautiful room decorated in deep green and dark wood, the central feature the massive four poster canopy bed.

Warm sympathy in her hazel eyes, Mary at last breaks the silence, her hand still comfortingly on Alystin's shoulder, "I'm sorry for what they must have done to you. Silk has a...taste for certain things. He likes to watch, and his personal enforcers, Jovan and the rest of them, need to be willing to put on a nice show for him. Silk's own personal rape gang. You're not the first, as you can imagine. Anytime a pretty girl can be used to get the point across...it's awful." Turning, Mary directs Alystin's attention to the lavish tub, a beautiful gilded bronze covered in intricate relief work. "The water should be up here soon, but I must get back to my guests. Some very rich merchants are visiting tonight. Take your time, I'll have one of my girls help you with some clothes when you're ready. The bell pull by the bed there will bring a servant, just let them know, and ask them for some food if you like."

"Thank you, Mary. I..." Alystin just looks at the floor, unable to finish her sentence.

Turning back in the doorway, Mary speaks to her motherly, "Don't worry about it dear. Oh, your things were delivered here as well; I'll have them brought up with the water."

Alystin collapses to her knees, a sob escaping her lips, as soon as Mary is out the door. Kneeling her hand involuntarily going to her aching pussy, the dildo still throbbing quietly, Alystin looks up through tear filled eyes and sees herself in the large oak-framed mirror. 'Goddess...I'm a sight...how could those people have wanted to touch me?', her white hair is matted, clumps of drying semen making it stick to her likewise jizz stained body, still shiny with sweat.. But for all of this she looks well rested and alert, though her eyes look glassy and distracted, no doubt from that infernal device pulsing away in her cunt.

A light knock at the door, then it is opened without Alystin saying a word. Quickly pulling herself to her feet with the edge of the bed, she tries to hide her filthy body from view, covering herself with her arms.

"P-pardon, miss...w-we brought water and your things for you...", a young man, fairly pleasant looking enters the room first, followed by 4 more. They are carrying four large buckets and her saddlebags and pack between them. Alystin is surprised by the way they eye her warily, nervousness obvious in their manner. They're afraid of her, she can tell, like they should be! She could easily kill them!

Feeling a bit stronger from this boost to her confidence, Alystin finds the nerve to address them, "Yes, thank you. If you could please set my bags down here, by the bed, and leave me one bucket for rinsing." They quickly fill the tub, and leave even faster.

Goddess, her dagger should be in her pack there! She should have kept it on her, never packed it. But she had too; the weapon is so distinctive she didn't want to carry it, it would have given her away...of course, they got her anyway. 'No use worrying about it now', she thinks, shaking her head wearily, 'I've got enough to worry about trying to figure out how I'm getting out of this...if I can.'

Continued in Chapter 2 - Part 2

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