So word is I won't be staying around here much longer, which means you won't get many more opportunities to hear me talk about how I went from being groomed, molested, whored out, and raped, to molested, whored out, objectified, raped, and suicidal. Lucky you, huh? Or maybe unlucky you, if I've been fueling your fap fantasies with my fucked up history. Lords know how many suits have likely been jerking it furiously your notes. Not to say I don't enjoy our time together; you've helped me unpack a LOT of baggage, and god damn do I get fucking soaked every visit. Seriously, you're like a fucking tease, getting me worked up and leaving me to take care of myself. But whatever, let's just get this over with so we can get on with our lives. -- So yesterday I talked about how the dragon whored me out to a kobold "friend" of his. Well, things kind of start happening fast at this point. On the way home I get in to a fight with one of the other kids. I don't even remember what it was about, but the kid was a bully, he totally deserved it, and I took great pleasure in helping some of his baby teeth out of his dumb fucking face. But no, despite the fact that I was just doing what the other kids were afraid to do when none of the adults would do anything about it /I/ was still the one punished for it by being grounded for a couple weeks. Oh I was /pissed/ but what I could I do? I was also incredibly frustrated because I had no way to let the dragon know I wouldn't be able to see him for a while. But on the second night of my grounding I caught wind that someone had spotted a dragon nearby the village, and they were going to hire someone to take care of it before it started preying on the villagers. I was beyond distraught when I heard they were going to run out, or possibly kill, my best friend who had done nothing wrong (in my eyes, anyway. At the time.) So I made up my mind, gathered up what few things I couldn't part with, and snuck out in the dead of night when everyone was asleep. It wasn't hard to sneak out of the village either, despite the elevated watch. But then it wouldn't be hard when everyone was watching for something bigger than a small child. Once I made it to the bramble patch I desperately called out for the dragon, hoping so hard that they hadn't already chased him off or that he was asleep. When he still didn't come out, I decided I didn't care how badly I got scratched up, I was GOING to get to the dragon before it was too late, and fought my way through the bramble patch. It hurt a lot, and it ruined my clothes as well as forced me to abandon my bag, but I finally made it through after struggling HARD for a good 15 minutes. Once I made it to the cave, I was beyond relieved to find the dragon was still there and sleeping. When I woke him up, he was surprised to see me. So surprised in fact he nearly lashed out at me, until he realized it WAS just me and not some adult looking to harm him. He told me it was really risky to startle him like that, but then he noticed I was all scratched up from forcing my way through his natural barrier. Knowing that I would not have done so unless something was going on, the dragon asked me what was wrong. When I told him the village found out about him and were going to chase him away forever even though I never said anything about him, he told me to calm down and asked me how I knew about that. When I told him about what I heard about a dragon being spotted, he seemed to get really mad. Not at me, he assured me, but at the dragon that ruined everything for him. While I was relieved that it wasn't him that someone saw, it made me distraught when he said he was going to have to go away regardless; they would likely find evidence of his presence while hunting the other dragon, and it would only be a matter of time before they found his home and chased him out too. So he was sorry, but it was for the best that he left; he was very grateful he got to meet me though; I was a bright spot in his life. I BEGGED him to take me with him; I couldn't bear to live without him! He seemed uncertain about it; after all my parents would likely be very sad if I left them, wouldn't they? But I didn't care. They kept punishing me for stupid reasons and always made me wear girly clothes and never let me be myself. I would much rather live with the dragon, who didn't punish me for standing up for myself and didn't make me wear clothes I hated and always made me feel good and treated me like an equal instead of a stupid kid who doesn't know anything! Of course the dragon was VERY happy to hear that, and agreed to take me with him if I was absolutely certain I was okay with leaving everything behind. He warned me that there would be no turning back once my decision was made, but if I was willing he would do his best to take care of me. Oh he would take very VERY good care of me, yeeeesss... God I was so naive to believe that asshole had my interests in mind. Bastard was probably celebrating in his mind now that he had me EXACTLY where he wanted me, without having to do any more work to convince me that running away with him would be the only way I could be happy. But oh how happy he was to hear that I wanted him to basically adopt me. He quickly lapped at my wounds, trying to at least get the bleeding to stop before telling me to get on his back and hold on tight. He explained we would need to act fast before anyone realized I had left, and the more distance we could get between us and the village the better. He had a spot somewhat nearby we could rest up, but we wouldn't be able to stay there very long. I could at least get some much needed sleep before we resumed our run to safety. Once I was on and felt I was pretty secure, the dragon took off. And wow was he fast. A lot faster than I could run. We left the cave where I felt as free as I could ever hope to be, we raced past the pond where I had taken many a swim, and soon we were over another bramble patch and running far far away. I was very sad, knowing I'd never see that place again. Not the village of course; I never wanted to see THAT place again. But oh I was going to miss the only place I ever felt like I could be myself with someone I thought I truly loved. Little did I know I would never see that place, or the village, or my parents, ever again. ...fuck I still have no idea if my parents are even alive, or if they would even recognize me now. Hell of a sombering thought. Ugh, moving on. Don't want to start blubbering again... It would be several hours before the dragon stopped for the night, having put a significant amount of space between the village and us. We wound up taking refuge in a cave he seemed to know pretty well, explaining that he sometimes used this place as a resting point. It was a shame he was going to have to trash the place before we left, but ah well. He had no reason to come here anymore, and needed to make sure anyone following us would lose our trail. But enough of that, I had to be thirsty. He led me to a small river deep inside the cave where I took a long drink and a quick bath while he treated my wounds, and then after another hour of snuggling we slept until morning. I was hoping to do more than just snuggle with my new dragon daddy, but we were both really tired and passed out fairly quickly. Around daybreak the dragon gently woke me up, had me get another drink, as well as take a piss in the river afterwards so I wouldn't leave any trace of my presence. I wanted to ditch my clothes, thinking I wouldn't need them anymore now that I was truly the dragon's daughter, but the dragon told me I should wear them just a little longer. He said it wouldn't be a good idea to leave a trail that could lead anyone to us; if it was discovered that he had taken me away from the village they'd probably assume I was forced against my will, and would make sure he died a very painful death instead of merely run him off. I absolutely did not want that, so I agreed to stay in my tattered clothes a little longer. The dragon spent a good half hour tearing up the place, dragging out his nest and scattering it all over, as well as digging up the area it used to be to simulate a beast's cave instead of a waypoint he had been using for some time. Unfortunately, despite my being hungry, the dragon was not able to get me food. He promised the next time we stopped he'd get me something to eat, but it wouldn't be for a little while so I just had to hold out a little longer. He'd feed me sooner, but the only things to eat around here was meat he had to hunt himself, and he didn't think I ate freshly killed meat still warm and bloody. He was definitely right about that. So once I had my fill of water and was ready to go, I got on his back and he ran seemingly as fast as he could until we reached another cave around noon. By this time my stomach was starting to ache from hunger, but thankfully this seemed to be our destination for the time being. I was surprised to see that the kobold I had played with a few days ago was also here. Apparently he lived here, and was gracious enough to let us stay for a while. Once we got settled in the dragon let me remove my clothing, and even let me throw them into the fire the kobold had going for my late breakfast. Aaaah I was so excited! At long last the literal shreds of my old life were gone, and my new life as a dragon's daughter was just now truly beginning! Now there was truly no turning back. I was MILES away from home, as naked as the day as I was born, and had destroyed my only option for any kind of modesty in an attempt to leave no trace of my "oppressive" past. Oh it was the most freeing feeling in the world being able to be naked as a true dragon's daughter was. No more girly dresses, no more restrictive clothing, and nothing to get in the way of feeling my daddy's scales on my smooth hide. Oh I was most excited about that. Now instead of being limited to 8 or so hours in a day to spend snuggling with my daddy, I could snuggle with him any time for as long as my little heart desired! And I could play with my daddy as often as I desired. And with the kobold here, I could play with him too! I could play with both of them at the same time, even! It was everything I had dreamed of, and it was finally happening! But with the start of my new life came the start of some new life lessons I would need to be taught if I were going to be the dragon's daughter. For example, that breakfast the kobold was making for me? I would be expected to repay the kobold's kindness, considering he could have just let me survive on raw meat and whatever I could scavenge for myself. And naturally the kobold required a favor. A favor that involved me sucking on his dick. Naturally I was more than okay with this, considering how much I enjoyed playing with the kobold a few nights ago. A very easy lesson! So I happily suckled on the kobold's dick while my breakfast cooked in the fire, getting him to emission into my mouth in just a couple of minutes. Once I was done, the dragon picked me up and snuggled me close, telling me what a good girl I was. How he was very proud of me for so happily paying back the kobold's kindness, how I was such a good daughter. The whole time he had his claws and tongue running all over my body, making me shiver in excitement and pleasure from his gentle touch and praise. But, he explained, as I was now his daughter I would always be expected to repay the kindness of others. For example, the kobold was very kind to let us stay with him despite taking up his space and his resources. So... What did I think would be an appropriate repayment for his kindness? I wasn't really sure how to answer that, or what answer was expected, so I suggested maybe i could suck his dick again? The dragon chuckled and said that was a possible repayment, yes, but this was a pretty big favor we were asking of him. And a single dick sucking may not be enough of a repayment for as long as we might end up staying with the kobold. So I thought, and suggested maybe the kobold could hump me? I liked when the kobold humped me. That seemed to be the right answer, because the dragon nuzzled me affectionately and said yes, that could certainly suffice. But how often should the kobold hump me in exchange for letting us stay with him? Well that was an easy question to answer. If once wouldn't suffice, then maybe every night he let us share his space would be a good repayment! That got me another nuzzle and a gentle rub of my belly, the dragon praising me for how smart I was, and how generous of me to let the kobold hump me. The kobold would certainly greatly appreciate that! I just said that I was more than happy to let the kobold hump me; it was a lot of fun when he did it the last time and made me feel really good inside! Heck, I'd end up letting the kobold hump me whenever he wanted because it felt so good. Of course, it would turn out that I was expected to service the kobold for every thing the kobold did for me. Every meal I had to suck the kobold off. Every night I had to share the kobold's bed and let him hump me. Some nights he'd hump me in my sleep, or I'd wake up to him fondling my chest and pussy before he'd have me spread my legs and let him hump me again. Though he started gentle he would sometimes get a little rough when he did hump me. He'd even get rough when I'd suck him off for my meals, sometimes grabbing me by the head and humping my muzzle. Sometimes the dragon would tell the kobold to ease up, sometimes he'd tell me that it was just something I'd have to get used to as a guest in the kobold's home. Thinking back on it, that was probably the first sign that the dragon's facade was starting to slip. But I was still too young and naive to recognize it, so after the first week of having my pussy and mouth roughly humped I just stopped complaining, only crying out if the kobold was actually hurting me. Eventually I would get used to the roughness, and would sometimes invite the kobold to hump me so hard the bed squeaked, or hump my face so hard I'd nearly gag on his dick. It was uncomfortable at first, but something about it just made my pussy twinge every time. At least the dragon remained gentle with me every time we did anything. He would continue to snuggle me warmly, delicately caressing his claws along my flesh, his talons harmlessly dancing imaginary patterns. His tongue was always warm and made my skin tingly, especially when he'd lap at my chest or my pussy. Oh how I loved when he'd lick or suckle on my nipples, or would suckle and lick my bump before filling my vagina with that wonderfully warm and slick appendage, drinking deeply of my essence. Or when he would kiss me deeply, his tongue filling my mouth and dancing around my tongue invitingly, before working his way down my body and eventually making out with my pussy as intensely as he would my muzzle. Oh gods he would make me writhe and scream in his grasp, and I could be as loud as I wanted without fear of being discovered. And when I played with and suckled on his dick? Every now and then I'd feel his tail curl around one of my legs, or my tail, and every now and then I'd feel the tip tease my pussy lips, making me quiver and moan against his dick. It seemed like every week I was able to take just a little more of his dick into my muzzle. He'd also help me stretch out my pussy gently, for the time when I'd finally be able to take his dick! It would take several months before I could even consider taking more than a single claw of his, but man what a day that would be when I was just one digit closer to being able to let him hump me! But eventually even the dragon started to expect me to perform sexual favors for things he used to do when I still lived at the village. At first it was subtle, like how every time he'd tongue bathe me he'd fuck my pussy with his tongue until I came, or if I wanted him to take walks with me around our new home he'd have me play with his dick before we went anywhere. I still dind't mind; it was still all just a really fun game, and it meant more snuggle time with my daddy. But then I was expected to not only perform sexual favors for him, but also for some of his friends he had around, whether it be letting them watch while the dragon and I played together, or letting them watch while the kobold humped me while they jerked off over me, or letting the smaller creatures that would visit have sex with me outright It was... weird and a little uncomfortable, but it was still fun in a sense. He was also less secretive about taking payment from others for having sex with me. He never outright admitted that they were paying specifically to have sex with me, but he didn't try to hide it either. After about 4 months of living with the kobold, the dragon announced that he had finally secured a place for us to stay, and we'd be moving there by the next full moon, so in about 5 days. It was decided that the kobold would move with us so that he could continue to make meals that I could eat for me. But my obligation to let him hump me wouldn't end just because he was now staying with US instead of us staying with him. Oh no, now that we would have our own place I would be expected to play the good host and "entertain" guests. Which meant letting the kobold hump me every night in addition to continue sucking him off for my meals. And the kobold took great advantage of that. But I didn't mind. After having sucking the kobold off 3-4 times daily for meals and sex with the kobold literally every single night, sometimes 3-5 times in a night, for 4 months straight, I was just used to it. In fact, I was getting used to sex in general. It was still fun, but it was starting to feel more like an obligation that I just had to fulfill. A part of the daily routine, like eating and bathing and cleaning. Every night I'd let the kobold hump me, sometimes he'd sneak into my bedroom and molest or hump me in my sleep, sometimes he'd wake me up specifically to hump my brains out. Every morning I'd get up and suck my daddy off in his sleep until he either came or woke up, I'd suck the kobold off for my breakfast, then I'd spend a few hours snuggling and getting loved on by my daddy. Lunchtime would roll around, I'd suck the kobold off for my lunch, spend some time playing outside, come back in and snuggle some more with daddy, oftentimes with him making love to me until my body was exploding with pleasure. Sometimes the kobold would watch and jerk himself off. If we had guests then I'd sometimes be expected to suck them off as well, or let them hump my now very sensitive pussy until they filled me with their emissions, or have the kobold hump my very sensitive pussy while they jerked off on my body. Sometimes the dragon would have me wash up, sometimes the dragon would just let me parade around coated in cum. That was sometimes fun; I really enjoyed the feel of it on my body. The kobold would eventually make dinner, I'd have to suck the kobold off for a creamy dessert, I'd help clean up afterwards and spend the evening snuggling with daddy, then I'd take the kobold to my bed, let him hump me, he'd then leave for the night unless he decided to come back later in the night once or multiple times for more, and the cycle would begin anew. And then my body started maturing. After a few years of this I started noticing my breasts were getting bigger, and there were times when my pussy started getting extremely sensitive and constantly wet. Now I was raised to be a pretty horny girl at this point, but what I was now experiencing was 10 times as intense as before. I was craving to have my pussy filled, and would sometimes harrass the poor kobold to hump me right then and there. Naturally the kobold was more than happy to oblige most of the time, but the dragon had to intervene once or twice before he realized there was a problem. I was experiencing my first heat. Which meant I was now reaching an age where I was ovulating. And could be impregnated. This was a big problem, but one he had the foresight to plan for. The next day he had someone over, claiming he had a very special gift for me. It was now 4 years since I had agreed to be his daughter, so to celebrate such a momentous milestone and the fact that I was now starting to blossom into a beautiful lizardwoman, he wanted to have me marked with his family clan marking, something all the daughters in his family got around my age. Naturally I was ecstatic to be given such a gift, so I readily agreed, not knowing what I was getting myself into. He did warn me that it might hurt at first, but the ink needed to get under my skin so it would be a permanent reminder of what I meant to him. He was not lying. I was NOT having a good time getting my first tattoo. But what I didn't realize was it was not a clan mark; it was a glyph. Specifically a glyph that would halt my ovaries from releasing any eggs, effectively magically rendering me sterile. I would not find that out until I started working at the brothel. But that's getting ahead of myself. Regardless, the gift wound up being the only good thing he ever truly did for me, even if it was purely for selfish perverted reasons. With the life I wound up living there was no way in hell I was going to be a good mother, and I sure as fuck wouldn't want to expose a child to this kind of life. Fuck that. Nobody deserves that. But anyway, though the glyph didn't calm me down this particular heat cycle it did effectively end my heat cycles in general. Or rather, it would have had the bastard not included a slight modification that made me effectively horny 24/7. THAT I had fixed much MUCH later, but by that point the part of the glyph that made me horny 24/7 was pointless. Gods I was so fucking pissed when nothing seemed to happen after getting that nixxed. But I can't say I'm surprised, considering sex is all I've known for most of my life. Regardless, though I wasn't so maddeningly horny I was willing to consider raping the kobold anymore I was still very much craving sexual contact as often as I could get it. It was shortly after this point when I would be introduced to anal sex. The dragon had brought it up in the past, but now I was going to get my first taste of it when the kobold decided to be a real piece of shit and "accidentally" mount the wrong hole. At least he had lubed up his dick with my pussy juices beforehand, but gods what a shock it was to feel my ass violated like that. But thanks to how horny I was, I fucking wanted more. Gods I wanted more. I needed him to fuck my ass. Especially since my growing and very well used vagina by this point was getting used to bigger. I needed that dick to fill me in another way. And gods was the horny bastard willing to oblige. It was basically anal from that point on with him. But another aspect of my growing body was my breasts were starting to come in. And gods were they getting sensitive. Swear to fuck the dragon made me cream myself once or twice when he would suckle on my breasts. And that fucker would use that to his advantage and tease my breasts with tongue and claw (and teeth; oh my god when he would nibble ever so gently on my nipples. Fucking... gods I think I just creamed myself thinking about it. Fuck. Hang on, need a minute. Maybe a smoke. ...no? Fuck. Fine. Ass.) Phew. He was also more than happy to rub them when they would get sore from growing in fairly quickly. His guests greatly enjoyed playing with them too, especially when they became fully developed in a few years. Sure they aren't exactly the size of honeydews, but they sure do turn some heads in the dance club now. Especially when I wear this tight little thing that barely contains them.) But gods did they love playing with my breasts, and making me give them boob jobs. Oh my god the dragon's first boob job. He made noises I never heard him make until that time, and he admitted to me he wished dragons had mammaries specifically for that reason. But I just smiled and told him that's what he had me for! After all, a good daughter made sure to please her daddy in any way possible, and I was a good daughter, wasn't I? He happily agreed that I was the best daughter, as he licked the cum off of my breasts. It was shortly after my 16th birthday that things started to change. On the day of my 16th birthday I surprised my daddy by sinking the entirety of his dick into my pussy. Gods the look on his face when he woke up to find me hilting his rock hard member inside me. I had been carefully riding it for a while, so he was oh so close to popping. But when he saw my pussy hungrily gobbling up his dick, I felt his dick twitch so fucking hard I thought it was going to literally pop. The head of his dick flared and gods that was an intense feeling. But not nearly as intense as feeling his cum SPRAY my cervix with every single spurt. Gods I came so fucking hard around his dick, making my pussy painfully tight around his twitching member. But fuck did it hurt so good to feel so full. He ROARED as he came in me, his claws grabbbing my hips tightly, his tail twining around mine firmly, making sure I was locked TIGHTLY against his crotch as he filled me with his cum. Gods he couldn't keep his claws off of me for a while after that. He was marvelling at what a wonderful woman I had become, what a great wife I would be. How fucking amazing my pussy felt around his cock. Oh how he had longed for this day, and what a treat it was to finally get to feel my wet inviting cunt wrapped around his dick. He'd start licking my face, nibbling my neck, my breasts, his claws running along my sides, hips, thighs, anywhere he could touch and fondle. His tongue worked its way down to my pussy where he ate out every drop of cum he spilled in me, and then he took me again, this time pinning me to the ground and making love to me like I had always wanted him to. And we did it again the next day. And the day after that. And the day after that. But then the next day he started getting a little... rough. He'd still make love to me, but even his kisses felt rough and forceful. His claws would squeeze me in spots a little harder than before. And when he took me again, the passion I had felt before was... different. There was a desperation that wasn't there before. It was.. uncomfortable. But he was my daddy, and he loved me very much, right? So I just let him have his way with me. It wound up being the same the next time he mated with me, and the time after that. He would still gently make love with me from time to time, but it was getting less and less frequent. It would eventually get to the point whre both he and the kobold would share me at the same time, either spitroasting me or having the kobold take me anally while he took me vaginally, or take turns with my holes. I started to feel like I did when I would be expected to fuck the dragon's guests. And even that had changed. Now that I was essentially in my prime teenage years, visitors tended to get more frequent, and more rough. I was now sharing my bed with 2, maybe 3 different visitors every day while the dragon watched. Sometimes at the same time. Sometimes with the dragon or the kobold joining in. ...sometimes they'd pass me around like I was playing musical dicks. And then they started bringing in beasts to fuck me. It was at this point that I would actually experience my first rape. I did NOT want to bend over for the drake someone had brought to fuck me. Just... everything about it seemed wrong, and the way it kept snarling scared me. But the dragon expected me to be a good host and let the drake mount me. I tried to tell the dragon I didn't want to, that I was scared, but the dragon flat out told me that he expected better from his daughter than this. I should be thankful that he took me in and gave me a place to live, food to eat, and the freedom to be myself. These folks were generous enough to grace me with their presence and offer me an exotic experience. I was expected to be a good host and entertain them. So why was I throwing it all in his face after all this time to be defiant now? I was heartbroken that after all this time, after all I'd done for him, that he would throw that in my face and make me have sex with this.. this beast against my will. I still tried to tell him that I really didn't want to, but then he told me it was either be a good daughter and host, and let the drake fuck me, or I could get the fuck out and never come back. Gods I just felt my soul cave in. After everything I had experienced with what I thought was my best friend, I was now seeing through the cracks at the twisted and sinister monster within I had called my daddy for the past 10 years. But what choice did I have? I knew I would never survive on my own, having relied on the dragon and the kobold to take care of me all this time. So with a heavy heart and heaving chest, I got on all fours and let the drake rape me. And gods was it violent. The drake was not careful with claws as it scrambled up over my back, its dick ruthlessly poking and prodding at my backside until it found its mark, and viciously shoved the entirety of its shaft as deep into my pussy as it could. When I cried out in pain and tried to wriggle out from under the drake, I felt its jaws clamp down on the nape of my neck. It fucking HURT, but that fucking beast made me submit to its horrible instinctive drive to mate, and raped me hard and fast in front of everyone. I still have the fucking scars from that bite, too. A constant reminder of how badly I fucked up putting my trust in that monster. And what's worse, as soon as the drake had finished raping my body and putting its vile seed in my belly, the dragon had the fucking balls to try and comfort and soothe me, telling me what a good girl I was while tending to my wounds. And all I could do is sob helplessly in his "loving" embrace while he praised me over and over for being so brave, for fulfilling my duties as host and daughter, and how much he loved me. And I was so fucking distraught and confused I was desperate to believe him, despite the fact that his threatening to throw me out was forever burned into my memory. Things would never be the same after that. Oh sure he would still get all lovey when he wasn't humping my brains out like a desperate horny teenager, but with my worldview completely shattered I was withdrawn from everything and everyone. The dragon nor the kobold seemed to care either, if they even noticed. I was still a fuckable hole for both of them, and I never protested as they used me or pretended to make love to me or ravaged me or whored me out to anything with a dick. So many guests started bringing a variety of beasts for me to fuck now, and like the good little girl I was expected to be I obediently let every single one of them rape me, while sobbing inwardly every time. And every time that bastard would praise me for being such a good girl, for taking those beasts oh so well, how proud he was to have me for a daughter, etc. I can't even tell you how many times I got fucked by some animal, whether it be a "tamed" drake, wolf, bear, fox, gryphon, and once even a fucking hippogryph. God I felt so fucking filthy after every time, and no amount of tonguebathing by the dragon or vicious scrubbing of my skin in a tub until I bled and entered a panic attack would ever make me feel clean. And every time that bastard dragon would be there to soothe me. And then one day it happened. A group of elven adventurers had stumbled upon the dragon's cave in the middle of the night, and wound up slaughtering both the kobold and the dragon. I thought for sure that my nightmare was finally over and rushed out to greet what I desperately hoped were my saviors. Gods was I wrong. The moment they caught sight of my young very naked teenage body was the start of my new nightmare. They started leering and making comments in a language I didn't understand and started touching me, having me turn around so they could get a good look at my nude supple lizard body. They fondled and groped my ass and chest, felt up my legs, and even fingered my cunt and asshole. When I started resisting they got mad and dragged me over to my bed, each of them taking turns holding me down while someone else molested my chest and sucked on my nipples, while yet another fought to force my legs open and rape me. They did this over and over and over again, and when one came messily inside my pussy or my ass, another would take their place and rape me some more. This went on until every single one of them had had their fun several times over. I was so exhausted from fighting at this point. They then got dressed, bound my hands and feet, and dragged me over to their wagon, intent on carting me to the nearby city for the start of my NEW life as a city whore. -- Time? Aw, but we had just gotten to the good part! Probably just as well, I'm probably ruining this chair with my pussy juices. Gods I'm so fucking worked up talking about it. Gods it's going to be a violent fap tonight; going to be rattling the fucking windows with my screaming. Ugh don't give me that look. Do you really think I enjoy getting off over thoughts of my grooming and constant rape? God no, but fucking hell I'm so god damn horny I need to do something and none of you fucks are willing to give me the relief I so desperately crave. So fuck off so I can beat the shit out of my poor pussy and I'll see you tomorrow, same time.