Bad End: (J)ust a glory hole

They weren't sure what to do with you after the minotaur had finished destroying you. It had taken both your backholes, leaving your pussy and asshole gaping almost beyond plausibility.

There was no point keeping you in the stocks, as no normal dick would fit inside you anymore. Any passerbys would much prefer to use Gin instead.

Belial felt a sort of pity for your cockhungry state, and instead of simply tossing you out like the rest of the abused fuck sleeves that fell victim to the minotaur, she instead decided to put you to work.

Yiu spent the rest of your life helping as an important member of the isla erotica staff the only way you could: on your knees sucking cock.

You were very grateful for the job they gave you, and since they were kind enough to give you two enormous vibrators to cram in your abused lower holes, you made sure that you did a good job for them.

Sometimes you vaguely remember your old life, shreds of a purpose you had to fill. The thoughts quickly vacate, for it is like your mind resets whenever you see a fresh cock peek through the many holes on the walls around you.

When you do a good job, some of your regulars reward you by instructing you to press your cunt up against the hole. This is your favourite time, as they then start to fuck you with a clenched fist, the only way you can enjoy sex with those holes.

Were you sane of mind this fate might have horrified you beyond belief, but you haven't been sane in a very long time. Now, all you were was cock drunk, and you haven't been sober in years.