By overloading her body and mind with pleasure.

The large cock slid in and out of Xena's wet pussy. Each thrust made her body shake from the impact as she was violently fucked over and over. She moaned in perfect rhythm with the thrusts as she was pushed further and further into maddening pleasure. Each time the cock bottomed out, her desire spiked past the point of orgasm, but the **** she was **** to swallow prevented her from actually cumming.

Her body's pleasure senses where raised to the max because of the ****; she was burning with a need that was beyond what she had ever experienced. Even the slightest touches would bring her untold amounts of pleasure, and her tormentor knew this very well. Her pussy was continually clamping down on the thrusting cock, **** to get more pleasure. Her core felt like it could explode at any moment, giving her that much-needed orgasm. But it didn't. Instead, the near orgasmic pleasure overflowed from it, and into the rest of her body.

A hand suddenly snaked around her waist and landed firmly on her throbbing clit. As it gently began to caress the hypersensitive bundle of nerves, Xena's body locked up as the pleasure surged again. For what felt like hours, but was only minutes, she was unable to process anything but the raw desire. Suddenly, the cock stopped deep into her dripping wet pussy and began to fill her with powerful bursts as the man orgasmed. Each burst shooting from his cock hit her pussy with enough **** that her heightened senses converted it into more pleasure. For those brief few seconds, her entire world was filled with overwhelming pleasure and desires.

When he was done, the man withdrew his cock from Xena's quivering slit, electing a moan of disappointment from the bound warrior. With the fucking stopped, and the rough hands of the man no longer molesting her oversensitive body, Xena was left with the sensations flowing through her. Her body was hot; she felt like she was burning up from the inside out. Her skin tingled, begging someone to touch it. Thousands of little needles stung where her ass was so violently spanked, sending mixed signals that felt both painful and good. Her breasts were sensitive enough that she shuddered in pleasure as the drool from her mouth slowly flowed between them. Her nipples were so hard that they became painful, full and erect, they sat atop her heaving breasts prominently. Her pussy was in no better condition. She was contracting continuously in an attempt to get pleasure. She felt the mans cum leak from her slit and mix with her juices. Above her pussy, her clit stood out just as noticeable as her nipples. Each heartbeat pumped blood into the now neglected nub, making it throb in anticipation.

But above all that, Xena had an overpowering desire to cum. The large ring keeping her mouth open prevented her from speaking, or she would have pleaded for mercy. As the minutes went by, the inferno inside her body slowly cooled down to a simmering heat. It was reminding her of what the man could do to her, and what she couldn't do herself. A few strands of her hair had come loose from her ponytail, and now clung to the front of her face, but she could still see the glowing hourglass in front of her. The top half was so full. Maybe a tenth of the contents had flowed to the bottom half. It took her a long time to get her mind focused enough to do the math, and she wished she hadn't.

"ONE HOUR? Everything that just happened was just ONE hour?"

Xena hung her head in momentary defeat. As she did, she could see her nipples, and a part of her mind wished her hands were free so she could touch them. But her hands were tied above her head, just like her legs were tied far apart. The only way she would get what her body so desperately wanted was when she was molested or ****. Xena knew what he was trying to do; Make her crave the attention, even if it was against her will. That way, she would become used to letting others use her body. But she was not yet defeated. She wouldn't beg. She wouldn't give this man the satisfaction of seeing her reduced to a whore who couldn't handle her desires. She had some fight in her left.

Her rebellious thoughts were interrupted when a hand landed on her ass. Not a slap, and not rough, but a gentle touch. It began to slowly move over her firm butt, inflaming the sensitive skin. Before she could compose herself, a moan escaped through her open mouth. The hand moved all over her ass, slowly working its way up. A second hand joined the first when they reached her hips. Still going up, they slowly, and gently massaged her sides. Xena squirmed against the ropes holding her in place, and moaned softly as the skilled hand were fanning the heat raging inside her.

Higher they went until they grazed the underside of her breasts. They began to pay special attention to them, working the supple flesh in a way that further heightened the rising sensations. A finger flicked over her nipple, and she moaned loudly. This went on for some time, kneading, stroking, or pinching her sensitive breasts. When they stopped, Xena was breathing hard as she was trying, and failing, to contain her growing arousal.

The hands moved down again, between her breasts, over her stomach, taking care to pay extra attention to the defined lines of her muscles. The hands stopped between her legs, and idly traced the outside of her pussy. She felt the body of her tormentor press against her back and the growing erection between her ass cheeks. She shuddered in uncontrolled pleasure as he spoke softly in her ear, his hot breath blowing against her earlobe.

"I'm going to make you wish you never went after us. I'll flood your body with so much pleasure, that even you legendary resolve won't know how to cope with it. It will be all you know. All you can think off. And soon, all you can beg for."

One of his hands stopped tracing her pussy, and instead, was slowly pushed inside. Her slit was wet form hours of sexual torment, so it met no resistance. A drawn-out wail of lust echoed through the room as he began to move his fingers around inside Xena's pussy.

Xena instinctively pushed her hips towards the hand, fucking her. The fingers were as skilled inside her, as they were outside, finding all the right spots that made her shiver and moan. With slow, well practised moves, she was pushed closer and closer to orgasm. The one hand tracing the outsides of her pussy moved up, back towards her breasts. It took hold of one and picked up its skilled ministrations where it left earlier. Xena was now constantly letting out wails of lust. She was teetering on edge, a bit more, and she would cum.

That last bit was provided when her tormentor used the hand fucking her dripping cunt to press one finger against her clit.

Xena's entire body became rigid. Her pussy clamped frantically around the fingers inside her. She screamed as loud as her gag allowed her as the sensations pushed her over the edge. She experienced pure orgasmic pleasure right now, but no matter how good her body felt, she couldn't cum. Her core already felt like it would burst, but this latest **** added to it. She could feel the orgasm just beyond her control, the biggest, most potent she ever had. But nothing she did, and no amount of willpower proved able to bring her release; it just made the pleasure feel that more intense.

Suddenly, the finger pressing against her clit began to make small circles over it. The orgasm inducing sensations spiked to new heights, and Xena could feel the orgasm in her core expand marginally. She screamed and thrashed as the pleasure began to overwhelm her mind.

She had no idea how long she was kept in this state. Sometimes he would pull back on her pussy, using his control over her breasts to keep her over the point of orgasming. Sometimes, he would stop everything he was doing, waiting for her to cool down to just below the edge before he would start again. One moment, he waited for her to calm down before he pushed her right back over. He had done this so many times, that Xena couldn't think straight. The only thing she could think of right now was what it would take to be allowed to cum finally.

Eventually, he stopped his onslaught, and Xena slumped against the ropes holding her in place. Breathing heavily, she glanced over at the hourglass, and a cold terror took hold in her gut.

The bottom half was only a quarter full. Two and a half hours! She still had seven and a half to go before this was over. Further thoughts were pushed out of her fragmented mind. A large cock was pressed against her anus.

"Let's see how much you enjoy it in this hole. ****."