Ciri does not fight back. (MMMF, , bondage)

Ciri looked at the leader and then opened her mouth. The root was actually less bitter when boiled into a tea, almost sweet and earthy. The mug tipped and more of the warm oily liquid poured into her mouth, with some of it spilling out from the sides. She swallowed, gulping it down for what felt like an eternity before the mug was empty.

The brew left her dizzy, her vision slightly blurred and her head light. She blinked back the cobwebs in her brain, and watched as the fire danced fuzzily in front her eyes. There were hands soft on her shoulders guiding her back down onto the bed then turning her face to the side.

She felt the bed shift as someone moved by her waist. When she tried to look to see who it was, she was stopped.

"Open," one of the men said. Ciri looked up at him with half-hooded eyes, her lips parted slightly. He was fuzzy, so fuzzy Ciri couldn't tell who he was. She was able to make out the hard cock in front of her face, though, especially when it was pressed against her lips. Rubbing precum across her lips and then cheek, the man traced the head of his cock across Ciri's face until his balls rubbed against her lips. He pulled back, dragging his shaft across her mouth, until the tip pressed against her upper lip. "Open your mouth," he said again.

Ciri did as she was told, opening her mouth. As she did so, she felt another man spreading her legs.

Her tongue moved over the cock intruding into her mouth, swirling around his head. She earned a groan from the man and a felt the tightening of his grip in her white hair.

Maybe it was the tea or maybe it was just him but the man's cock tasted like sweet berries, delicious and warm. Ciri sucked, rolling her tongue against his glands and moved her head so more of him slid into her mouth.

The men said something Ciri didn’t catch, couldn't make out through the haze. Then she felt the familiar feeling of a cock pressing against her opening. Her legs opened and something slipped inside her, filling her with a warmth she had never had expected to miss so much.

The cock thrusted into Ciri's aching cunt, her hips moving to take it, and Ciri moaned needfully around the cock in her mouth. Her eyes closed. She didn't think of anything; she simply basked in the feeling of the cocks inside her.

Ciri wanted to reach out and touch the men fucking her but her hands couldn't escape their bindings. All she could do was lay there, legs spread wide, her mouth filled with cock. She moaned as she was roughly fucked over and over again.

The men seemed to have brewed more tea, taking small sips for themselves while forcing her to gulp down entire mugs before filling her mouth with meat once again. Ciri swallowed both willingly.

In a daze, the supple monster hunter suckled on the man in her mouth moaning as she felt it throb against her tonsils. There was a groan and then suddenly the man spilled himself inside her, filling her warm wet mouth with his seed. After a few spurts, the man pulled out and splashed cum across Ciri's cheek. Ciri gasped and swallowed what had landed on her tongue.

Her head now free, Ciri looked up at the man between her legs. She could see his thick cock sliding in and out of her body. Through the haze of the tea, she was amazed at the sight of him entering her body, sliding freely in and out of her, her own juices covering his shaft and removing any doubt of how much she was enjoying this. She smiled and gasped and laid back, her hands clenching the ropes that bound her. She felt herself let go and wallow in the feeling of him inside her.

"Lift her up."

Ciri's enjoyment was interrupted as she heard someone speak those words. Soon she felt hands on her arms, propping her up until she was straddling someone. She stared at him, vaguely realizing it was Bjorn, then looked down where their bodies were still joined. He had never pulled out of her while she was lifted and rolled on top of him.

"Ohhh," Ciri moaned as she lifted her hips and then slipped back down. This was new, she thought; it was the first time they had let her move on her own. It was different.

Ciri rolled her hips again and pressed her head against Bjorn's chest. She felt weak but she thought that she could get used to this. She moved her hips again, lifting her body off his cock only to let herself slide back down. The motion sent shivers of pleasure up her spine and made her entire body tingle.

She really could get used to this.

Before Ciri could find her rhythm, she felt hands wrap around her waist. They soon moved down her body to her ass, spreading her ass cheeks.

A moment of clarity washed over Ciri as she felt Asger press his dick against her ass.

"Wait," she whispered.

The first inch of cock **** itself into Ciri's ass, stinging her. She cried out, flinching away, but Bjorn wrapped his hands around her body to hold her tight. She pulled on the ropes binding her hands as Asger pushed further into her.

"Oh fuck," Ciri cried out.

"Relax," Asger whispered into her ear, "I've been told you continental whores love it in your ass."

"Unnghh," Ciri moaned as Asger moved again. Her body flinched away again but was pulled back down by Asger, which in turn slammed her down onto Bjorns cock.

Ciri gasped in pleasure, then again in pain as Asger thrusted again. Asger's hands wrapped around Ciri, grabbing both breasts and squeezing them to the point of pain as he ravished her behind. He pushed in as far as he could go, then eased out before roughly pushing back in.

Tears formed in Ciri's eyes as her body rocked up and down on both cocks.

"Give her more tea."

As if on demand the mug appeared in front of Ciri's lips and she drank hungrily from it before it was torn away. She felt the warmth of it being splashed against her ass, over his cock, then she gradually felt the numbness of the root inside her.

Asger moved again, then again, and with each stroke it hurt less. With each stroke it felt better.

The men moved together, alternating their thrusts. Ciri's legs were stretched wide over Bjorn's body as she was fucked in both holes. Then the men shifted, Bjorn reclining down onto the bed, Ciri laying on top of him and Asger fucking her hard from behind. Their bodies slapped together and she cried out with every movement.

The pain was gone; only pleasure was left.

"Suck it," Came Erik's voice from the ether and then Ciri felt being pulled, forcing her head off Bjorn's chest. She gasped and before she realized what was going on a cock was shoved into her mouth. It tasted like berries and cum.

All three moved and the sensation of having three men inside was too much, too overwhelming. Ciri came again with a muffled moan, her body shaking, her pussy and ass clenching tightly around the two men as she whimpered around the cock in her mouth. The three men paid no mind to her pleasure, never letting up or stopping. They continued to slam themselves into her, using her body as nothing more than a plaything.

"Ummmmmmhh," Ciri moaned again as her orgasm washed over her, then gagged as her head was held tightly and the cock inside it was shoved down her throat. A spasm rocked her body as she came again. She coughed, moaned then gagged as her face was treated as roughly as her ass.

It never stopped until, finally, something inside her broke and the tiny part of her that still wanted to resist died. Her eyes fluttered shut as she resigned herself to her fate and let the men do as they pleased. They fed her more tea but she no longer needed it.

Hours passed. The three men moved around Ciri like a well oiled machine, each of them getting a taste of all her body had to offer. She had swallowed so much of them she felt ill and could feel their sweat mixed with hers on every inch of her flesh. Her bindings had come loose at one point but she did not have the will to fight or run; instead she took all they could give as she came over and over again.

She was nearly **** when their pace began to slow, when they finally left her alone, too spent to user her any further. She drifted in and out of sleep, feeling her skin become tacky with sweat and seed. Her breathing slowed after countless climaxes until she lost herself to her dreams.