Chapter II
When Viconia opened her eyes, she was laying in the cellar again. She’s never thought that she would be so glad to lie on this hard, cold floor. At least she was far from the wheel and the merciless Sun.
They have left her there for almost an entire day. She was laying there, spread-eagle on the wheel, feeling every bruise on her body, covered in sweat, cum and teats, writhing as her whole body felt to be on fire under the burning sun. Only in the late afternoon Alius came, gave her some water and, of course, made her drink his cum again. She begged him to bring her home, to tie her up in the cellar, she offered him her mouth and ass, her speech barely coherent after keeping the large wooden dick in her mouth for hours. He just laughed, slapped her face and left her again.
The night was cold, but for her it was a relief. She even slept, images of her capture and rape tormenting her even in her dreams. And in the morning the sun came again, filling her with pain and agony. When at the morning Alius untied her and took her to the house she was barely conscious. She wasn’t even able to suck him off, but for some reason he didn’t even mind – he just brutally face-fucked her and shot his entire load down her throat to her belly as her throat just worked swallowing dose after dose of the liquid. Then he left her and she slept again resting.
He came twice more, each time bringing some food - scraps of his table that she was usually fed, mixed with cum. She ate it nevertheless and then, as he ordered thanked him as a good little doggie, licking even his feet. The last thing the priestess wanted, was to anger him and spend some more time on the wheel.
The next day both Doran and Kalin returned. Of course the first thing the whole trio did was to rape her, again. This time she was laying on the bed as Kalin was doing her pussy, unleashing his frenzy that he had to be without her body for a full day.
‘I had to hire a whore, you know? She wasn’t very good looking, far from you’ he said, thrusting furiously into her tender pussy. ‘But I imagined it was you. She complained that it hurt, ha! You don’t complain. You take everything! Everything!’ he shouted, twisting her nipples and moving faster and faster.
‘Uggghhh!’ Viconia could only moan in response, as her head was dangling from the side of the bed and her throat was being mercilessly fucked by Alius. In this position he had no problems of pushing the entire shaft of his cock into her mouth, slapping her face with his hairy balls and forcing the muscles of her throats to massage him. ‘Nnnn…’ Viconia sobbed around the huge cock as she felt Kalin shoot his loads in her snatch. When Alius came it was Doran’s turn who took her ass, as usually.
Only after they’ve raped her raw, Alius looked at her and said. ‘My boys were in the city and spread a word among some of our friends. We’re going to have a party in three days time and you’ll be the guest of honor.’ He smiled as her face became pale in terror ‘You’d be amazed how much people are willing to pay to screw a sexy fuck-toy like you. You’ll see’ he said, as the boys dragged her back to the cellar, leaving her to wait for the party – a waiting interrupted only by the family coming to feed and rape her.
So, Viconia was left to languish alone in the cellar, dreading the moment when Alius would take her upstairs again for the ...party. She had been brutally surprised when he'd announced it...she knew he was depraved but this...this she hadn't expected...and the thought of being forced to service a dozen people terrified her.
Each waking moment when she was not eating, being raped or recovering from another brutal violation, she tested her bonds, hoping against all experience to find some flaw in her restraints or something in the barren cellar tzhat was usable as a weapon...but each time she tried, she ended up more disappointed than before, often quietly crying herself to sleep again. It was hopeless...no matter how much she tried to deny it...she would have to suffer through the...party.
So it was with a mixture of utter dread and resignation that she looked up when the door opened once more on that fateful third day. ‘ Rise and shine, darkie!’ Alius announced as he went down the stairs, holding something in his hand which she recognized as a leash and a collar. ‘ Time to get you ready for the party!’ Viconia swallowed hard, looking at him as he came closer and began to work on her bonds. ‘ Please...don't...Just...rape me and be done...I can't do this...’, she whispered desperately.
‘ And disappoint all my guests? No way!’ Alius shook his head, freeing her hands, absolutely confident in her inability to fight him...and he had every right to be...weakened by the constant abuses and knowing that his sons were probably close by, Viconia would not dare raise a hand against him. All she could do was groan as her wrists and ankles began to painfully prickle, blood flow fully restored. ‘ Now...wear this and follow me...’, Alius said, fastening the collar around her neck, tugging at the leash.
Giving an approving nod, he turned around and started to get out again. Viconia tried to get up to follow him, but the moment he saw her trying to stand on her wobbling knees, he tugged hard enough to make her fall forward with a pained groan. ‘ On hands and knees! This is a dog collar, so behave like a good doggie!’ Viconia glared at him, not wanting to believe what he'd just said, but his next words once again brought terror to her heart, ‘ Or do you want the wheel again?’ ‘ No...no...I'll do it...I'll crawl...’ ‘Good’, he said, then walked up the stairs, tugging at the leash, forcing the drow to hurry on all fours in order to follow him.
Outside, she closed her eyes again to shield them from the sun, now only led by the leash...and soon finding out that they were not going back inside. Instead, they marched into the fields, the rough ground hurting against her hands and knees, small stones scraping her. Were they...were they heading towards...no....’ Oh goddess, no...not the wheel...’, she whimpered before he cry was cut short by Alius tugging hard on the leash, nearly choking her. ‘ You're not getting the wheel...yet. And you won't if you behave. But the place is big enough for our party. So stop whining and follow!’
After a few more steps, she could hear the sound of other people gathered, whispering to each other in hushed, yet expectant tones. ‘ My dear friends...may I introduce...your fucktoy! We call her darkie and she'll service you today!’ Cheers went up from the crowd and Viconia, holding back tears of fear, opened her eyes for a moment, if only to see what she would be in for...
There were about a dozen men with the youngest being around 19, the oldest around 40 or so...it was hard to say with humans. They all looked down at her and she could see, with horror, that some of them were already growing great bulges in their pants. ‘ A fine bitch you have there!’, ‘ Never seen a drow before...damn, she's hot!’, ‘ That's a dark elf? Fuckable, yes, but scary? Phhhf!’
These were among the things she heard as she looked down, closing her eyes again. Alius knelt down next to her, whispering, ‘ Now,, listen, darkie....I'll tell you how this will happen...you will now crawl around and tell me dear friends here that you want them to use you like the whore you are. Then, you'll kneel over here and we will see how much cum we can get on that hot body of yours...afterwards, you'll be raped, raped and raped till sundown. And then, everyone who wants to can whip you until you pass out. And if you even think about hesitating or not doing anything we tell you then it's the wheel for you...for the rest of the week!’
Viconia gave Alius’ a terrified look but seeing his steely glare she lost all hope. Slowly she began crawling, on all fours, with her tits swinging as she moved, dragging the end of the leash behind her. She crawled to the first man, a towering, bearded figure – a lumberjack or a blacksmith maybe.
She hesitated for the shortest moment, shooting a glance at the wheel and whispered slowly ‘Please, fuck me’.
‘Can’t hear you girl’ the man laughed.
‘Please, fuck me.’ She repeated louder and seeing as he nodded crawled to the next one. ‘Please, fuck me.’ The drow was so resigned that she was looking down all the time. It was a mistake – she didn’t even notice the hand coming, meeting her cheek in a loud slap. She yelped and looked up.
‘Alius told us how to treat you. Look at me when you say it!’ a fat, bearded man, looking like some kind of a merchant, ordered.
‘Please fuck me.’ Viconia said, trying to look into his eyes, despite the blinding light. Another slap. ‘Please fuck me, sir! Please!’ she shouted and finally the man smiled.
‘Please, fuck me sir’ she whispered looking at another large man. How she could survive being raped by all those… monsters.
‘Oh, little darkie, I won’t fuck you…’ the man said, kneeling next to her, with one hand gently touching her cheek. ‘You’ll fuck me, right? And you’ll do it good, right?!’ he asked, grabbing and pinching her tit.
‘Ahh… yes sir’ Viconia said hastily ‘I’ll fuck you, I’ll make it good, I’ll make it best’ she assured him weakly.
She crawled from one man to another, asking them to fuck her sweet, delicate body. She heard their lewd comments as she was crawling ‘Ha, Alius! How did you make her be such a nice doggie!’, ‘Damn, look at her back, whipped thoroughly!’, ‘Her tits the same!’, ‘How it must have hurt her!’, ‘What a tight ass, can’t wait till I fuck it raw!’, ‘I’ll make her suck me off, love to feel her gagging on my tool!’, ‘Imagine biting those tits as she fucks you?’.
Viconia made no sign that she heard those words, just crawling and saying what she was told to. Some men were… imaginative.
‘Why should I fuck you?’ one asked, surprising her. ‘I can whip you until you bleed. Why should I waste my seed on you?’
‘I… aghh…’ she cried as Alius landed a lash on her back which caused the man to cheer and applaud. ‘I need your cock. I beg you to fuck me, like a whore I am. I deserve to be fucked, please!’ fortunately she knew all too well what Alius and his family expected her to say. ‘I’ll fuck you! I’ll suck you off, I’ll slurp and gag and moan around your mighty cock as your son is fucking my tight, warm asshole!’ she almost shouted to another guy, who wanted details, while his son was twisting and pinching her nipples. ‘Please, I need your cock, I’ll be writhing and twisting beneath you, I’ll be a good fuck, the best, I’ll wrap my legs around you… what… aaah! Yes, I’ll kiss you, I’ll put my tongue in your mouth, I’ll shout and moan as you’re entering me…’ she begged another.
Finally, all men were satisfied with their humiliation, their need for sexual release stronger than the need to humiliate her. Alius pulled the lash, making her choke. ‘She’s hungry for cum, aren't you darkie?’ he asked with just a hint of threat in his voice.
‘Yes, I need your cum, please, I’m hungry for it’ Viconia begged again, barely preventing herself from breaking into sobs.
‘Heard her boys, give it to her!’ Alius said unbuckling his pants as the men surrounded Viconia stroking their hard members.
Viconia lowered her gaze as she knelt down, unwilling to look at their hard, angry cocks being stroked, unwilling to wait for their seed to splatter her face. But unfortunately, things wouldn't go according to what she wanted...It was Kalin who slapped her face hard, tugging on the leash hard enough to cut off her air supply, which once again brougth a series of cheers from the men. ‘ Look at us while we're working up the cum for you! And don't you dare close your eyes!’ He backhanded her to emphasize his point and Viconia, once her head had cleared, slowly, hesitantly looked up, opening her tearful eyes.
At least six cocks loomed in front of her, stroked rapidly by the groaning, grunting men. ‘ Hey...why don't you give us some incentive? Grab those tits and jiggle them for us...play with them like the whore you are!’ It was the fat merchant again, standing very close to her, his fat, glistening cockhead almost touching her nose, his hand a blur as he worked his member hard and fast.
Sighing in defeat, Viconia grabbed her breasts with her hands and began to squeeze and move, cringing at the pain her own touch caused her, the welts from her last whipping still fresh enough to be extremely sensitive. Jiggling her tits for them brought even more cheers and it did not take too long for the first man to cum. It was the youngest one, the boy simply stepping forward without any comment, his cock aimed at her face...and then he came hard, his cock splattering her face with cum, thick drops landing on her right cheek, her nose and her lips, painting her dark face white. He had a lot of cum for her, spraying it all over the right side of her face before aiming lower, at her tits, the last drops landing on them, sliding over the round orbs and her fingers lazily.
Viconia shuddered with disgust and shame but had no time to reflect on what was happening here, as the sight of her being so humiliated caused the merchant to cum. He aimed higher, most of his sticky seed landing on her forehead, her eyes and in her hair. Viconia gagged as the smell of fresh cum assaulted her nostrils. The fat merchant grinned as he came, then stepped around her, tugging at her hair as he proceeded to wipe his cock clean with the soft, white strands.
‘ Open your mouth, whore...stick our your tongue...’, she heard another man rumble and, without thinking, did as he said, the fear too great to allow any thoughts of defiance. Her lips parted and she stuck out her pink tongue. A moment later, both he and another man to her right groaned and a surge of cum hit her tongue, making her whimper and gag again at the bitter, salty taste suddenly assaulting her.
The other man decided to cum all over her tits, glazing them and her fingers with even more sperm. From behind, she suddenly felt someone else tug on her hair, hearing him grunt frantically...he was obviously using her hair to jerk off with, having wrapped a few strands around his cock...moments later, he came, shooting almost his entire load into her hair, making it clump together messily...more drops fell onto her back, sliding down onto the soft globes of her ass. Shuddering, she pulled her cum-coated tongue back, thinking that he had meant for her to swallow, but a kick in the side made her stop. ‘ Don't swallow...drool it over your chin!’ the man grunted...
And so she did, parting her lips to push the disgusting fluid back out of her mouth with her tongue. She could feel it slide down her chin, a revolting mix of cum and saliva, forming a long, sticky strand hanging from her chin. ‘ Oh,how filthy you look, darkie!’ She heard Doran laugh, ‘ And we've only just begun!’ Viconia couldn't answer, too caught up in the horror of the situation, softly crying, her tears mixing with the cum already caking her face....and more was added as one man after the next came, their cocks exploding with huge loads, splattering her face until she was barely recognizable underneath the layers of sperm...then, as it got boring, some just came onto her sexy back or her ass...or just at her tits...she could feel cum slide down her entire body, pooling between her legs, between her asscheeks, in her bellybutton...it was everywhere.
Viconia didn't know how many had already sprayed their seed onto her or how many were still waiting to do so...for her, it was one long chain of cocks being jerked in front of her, of men enjoying her degradation and cumming to it, splattering her features and her body even more.
For her, it seemed like an eternity...but eventually, it stopped. Suddenly, there were no more grunts, no more rude comments...and there was no more cum splattering across her skin. She could no longer open her eyes, thick layers of cum lying over her eyelids and so, she could only blindly wait for what new horrors would be inflicted upon her....
‘ That was nice...but how are we supposed to fuck her like this? She's filthy! I'm not touching that!’ one man complained, much to Viconia's relief, but he was quickly interrrupted by Alius, casually dashing the drow's blooming hopes of getting out of this without the dreaded gangrape. ‘ As if I hadn't thought of that...what kind of a host do you think I am?’
Viconia heard him come closer...and then shrieked as a bucketfull of ice-cold water was dumped over her, washing away most of the cum from her body...not to mention making her skin glisten and her nipples stand out from the cold...She gasped, panting at the sudden shock, her heart jolted in her chest...when the second bucket was emptied over her, finishing her cleaning. ‘ Better now?’ Alius asked, laughing.
‘ Oh yes!’ the man said. Viconia heard him step towards her and a moment later, her head was grabed and her chin forced upward. ‘ Look at me!’ Cringing, Viconia opened her eyes to his sight...and, once more to the merciless sun....oh, goddess, at the moment she would have given anything to be back inside, even in that awful cellar. The man holding her head was the one who'd made her promise that she'd fuck him.
‘ Time to make good on your promise, little drow...’, he said, lying down on the ground, his cock sticking up in the air, large and long. Viconia looked at his throbbing member, waiting for her, knowing all too well what he wanted from her. Sobbing quietly, still shivering from the cold, she crawled over to him and climbed on top of him, to the cheer of all the gathered men, many of whom were jerking their cocks again to get them hard after cumming over her. Slowly, she lowered herself onto the cock, hesitant to let it slide into her pussy...too hesitant for ther man, who simply grabbed her hips and forced her down.
As she felt his cock invade her tight cunt in one single stroke, she cried out, whimpering as she felt it throb inside her. ‘ Now ride me...ride my cock!’, the man commanded, punctuating his words by a few hard slaps to her abused tits. Cryng harder, her eyes cast down and closed, Viconia did as she was ordered, slowly moving back and forth and up and down on his cock, squirming at the painful sensations her own motions caused in her lower body.
Confident that she was doing all the work for him, the big man reached up and began groping her breasts with large, callused hands, the rough skin making this treatment even worse, adding even more pain to Viconia's already miserable state. ‘ Hell...that's too much for me! Mind if I join in?’ she heard another man say and the one she was ‘serving’ simply said, ‘ Sure...go ahead...’ One moment later, she felt her chin being grabbed and the head of another hard cock push against her lips.
Obediently, she parted them, her body trembling with sobs, letting the cock slide in, immediately beginning to slurp and suck on it like the whore she now well and truly was....she did not even resist when he began to violently fuck her throat, making her gag and drool around his cock. The one in her pussy and the one in her mouth came almost simultaneously, filling her mouth and pussy, respectively. Being ordered to, Viconia swallowed like an obedient bitch, the taste making her shudder...but before she could reflect on what was happening, she was thrown to the floor and another man violently took her pussy, slapping her face until she wrapped her legs around him like a lover, enduring his kisses and the way he bit her nipples as he took her, pounding into her already sore pussy with all his strength, soon releasing his load over her tits after pulling out.
‘ Now us...come on, Pa!’ she heard the 18-year-old boy say to his father excitedly...before she was forced onto hands and knees and felt the son's hard cock push into her asshole. Her cry of pain was interrupted by his father's cock being forced into her mouth, just as she had promised him during her rounds of humiliation earlier.
Together, they began to fuck her, making her gag and howl and clench around their cocks in a painful double rape that seemed to last forever...both the boy and his father thoroughly enjoyed her holes but seemed to have limitless stamina, not tiring and, what was worse, not cumming for a long, long time...
And then, everything changed. Suddenly, there was another voice, one she had not heard among the men, shouting a series of foreign syllables, followed by a hissing sound and a blood-curdling scream...which led to more surprised gasps and screams from the gathered men. Suddenly, both cocks were withdrawn from her holes, allowing her to look up and see what was happening. One of the men – the fat merchant, Viconia noticed with no small amount of satisfaction – was on the ground, a burning hole in his back...and over his corpse, four men stepped, armed men with murder in their eyes.
To the right, his hands still smoking from ethereal fire, was a tall, red-robed, bearded man with a sardonic glint in his eyes. Next to him stood a dwarf, clad in chainmail, his long black beard obscuring one entire half of his ugly features. He was grinning broadly, brandishing an axe. By his side stood another man, clad in black, spiked armor, his face obscured behind a horned helmet, holding a heavy, two-handed blade...but the most dangerous of them all was the fourth one. He, too, was clad in plate armor, but his was pearly white, inset with silver runes. His shoulder plates were formed akin to snarling dragons and he bore a steel shield showing a symbol she had never seen before, a stylized woman in chains.
As Viconia looked up, she could see his unhelmeted face. There was a face that had seen a lot, a strong, determined face, with eyes that spoke of one thing and one thing only – an unquenchable lust for power. His short black hair accentuated his somewhat pale features...features Viconia remembered. ‘ Therion?’ she whispered but neither the warrior nor the rest of the group had heard him.
‘ What in the name of the gods do you think you're doing?’ Alius was the first one to speak up, having regained his composure commendably fast. Seemingly unafraid, he stepped forward...and was cut down without a word by Therion's master-crafted blade. ‘ I am ending this’, Therion said calmly, then turned to his companions, ‘ Kill them all...’
For one instant the villagers didn’t know whether to run or attack until Doran suddenly cried ‘You killed Pa!’ and rushed towards Therion, all the other men following him. It was a slaughter – magical fire from the robed man scorched four until they even got close and then the dwarf was between them, slashing with his axe, almost surrounded by a bloody mist.
The man in spiked armor fought – or rather killed – without the fury of the dwarf but he was even more effective. One slash. One kill. Therion didn’t even need to raise his sword again, only when Kalin came screaming in fury, he knocked him out with strike of the handle of his sword.
‘I hope you don’t mind interrupting this… party, ah Viconia?’ Therion asked silently, when all was over.
‘Thank you Therion, thank you’ Viconia gasped, not believing that the terror is over ‘You saved me again. I’ll repay my debt, I promise. I’ll will go with you, be of any assistance you need!’ she promised, finally rising to her feet and taking of the collar.
‘Oh yes, you will’ the dwarf chuckled but the tall man hit his helmet with his gauntlet, silencing him.
‘I’m sorry that I didn’t go with you, when you were going to kill Sarevok, I should have, but I’ll repay this to you, I’m at your service now’ Viconia said, putting on some villager’s clothes so that she could cover her nudity. She didn’t know why, but at her words the dwarf chuckled again. ‘If you need me against him, I’ll help. Or have you defeated this Sarevok already?’ she asked.
‘He sure did’ the tall, spiked man answered, with just a hint of amusement.
‘To be honest I was kind of angry, when you left’ Therion said slowly ‘Thought about doing nasty things to you, but well, past is past. And as for my welcome gift… this one is still alive, I guess’ he gestured towards Kalin, whom he had knocked out. ‘Have fun’ he said, tossing the dwarf a dagger, and watching as he knelt near the villager and returned him to consciousness.
‘What would you say about payback?’ Viconia asked with a devilish smile and started cutting.
‘Why don’t we just tie her up already? (Must I always think of this)’ Edwin muttered to Therion, his words unheard because of the anguished screams of tortured Kalin.
‘And why should we?’ Therion answered with a question ‘She’ll go with us willingly, haven’t you heard? Much easier than dragging her.’
‘Yeah, that was quite funny’ Korgan chuckled ‘She told she will be of assistance. Ass-istance, get it?’ he laughed as the party sighed.
‘Viconia, need to get going’ Therion finally said ‘We err… left Imoen somewhere.’
‘I’m almost done’ the priestess responded and finally left Kalin. He admired her job – she cut the man’s tongue off, eyes, all the fingers, castrated him and left him to die from bloodlust. She gave the dagger back. ‘Ah, almost like new!’ she said. While it was far from the truth, she still felt completely exhausted, after exacting at least some degree of revenge she felt a bit better. And she didn’t want her new partners to think that she was weak and useless. She knew that she had to work hard, just to make up for being seen naked and raped by those men.
Finally, when they were going back to the camp, where Imoen had been left, Viconia asked the men. ‘I’m grateful for your help as well. My name is Viconia, how should I address you?’
‘Korgan’ the dwarf simply responded, grinning as if he knew something funny she didn’t.
‘My name is Edwin, master Edwin. (Surely she must have heard about me, surely!)’ the mage started mumbling to himself.
‘And I’m an old friend of Therion’s.’ the man in spiked armor answered. ‘Ahh, there is the camp!’ he said, showing a small clearing, surrounding a single tree. No tents or fire were in this ‘camp’, but Viconia could see, some silhouettes – orcs maybe, or hobgoblins.
The sun was still blinding her so only when she entered the clearing she noticed Imoen and when she did she stopped rapidly. She remembered Imoen as a young, pretty, a bit naïve and too cheerful girl. Now, the red-head was quite different – in fact her state was similar to that of Viconia not long ago. She was tied to the tree, upside down. Tears were smeared on her face, face that was covered with dried cum. A gag was placed and tightly secured in her mouth. Imoen’s perky tits were covered with lashes and bite marks. Her young pussy was so filled with cum that it was simply drizzling out of her, flowing down her body, around her tits, and on her neck. A whip was sticking out of her cunt, its handle pushed deep. Six hobgoblins where surrounding her.
‘They got Imoen!’ Viconia shouted, stating the obvious, but quite sure that the party will deal with the monsters in a matter of seconds. But as she said this, the hobgoblins disappeared.
‘A simple summoning spell’ Edwin said.
‘Must’ve used them to make sure she doesn’t get away’ the armored man said, causing another chuckle from the dwarf.
‘Who has done it?’ Viconia wondered, as Imoen opened her eyes.
‘Mpfff! Mpfff!’ small whimpers came from her gagged mouth as Viconia turned to Therion. She only saw a fist.
‘Aagh… what?’ she asked disoriented, falling to the ground.
‘We did that to her’ Therion calmly stated as the tall man grabbed Viconia by her neck and raised her and Korgan began to tie her hands ‘And we will do this, and more – much more, to you as well’
‘Yeah, you’ll be of ass-istance’ Korgan laughed evily.
‘And by the way… my name is Sarevok’ the armored man said, taking of his helmet.
Viconia watched in terror and confusion, as Therion approached Imoen and put his hand on her breast, squeezing it.
‘Missed me, sister?’ he asked.
