Endure what you must

You're not happy about fucking a wug, so you answer Koorips by returning his spit-slippery cock to your mouth. You can taste his precum beginning to bubble out of his cock slit. You focus on the meat in your mouth and lock eyes with the horrible warlord of the red wugs. You cannot hide your disgust, but you hope your rippling throat muscles and tongue dancing across his musky balls will convince Koorips of your gratitude.

You try to shut off what is happening behind you. The wug warrior massages your ass with surprising gentleness. His flesh is not so warm as a humans and his fingers are tipped with the hard beads of nails that drag enticingly across your tender hindquarters. You slurp steadily up and down on the kick in your mouth as Rippo positions himself behind you.

The feel of the wug's cock at the entrance of your pussy prompts a sharp intake of breath. You lift your head from Koorips' cock, saliva dripping down your chin and look behind you. The wug's reverse knees make it seem almost as if it is squatting behind you rather than kneeling. It holds your ass firmly, its bulging, watery eyes staring at your creamy white flesh. You moan as you are penetrated, the cock thicker and more textured and yet softer than a human prick. It feels you up and seems to stretch inside you. It's very wet and somewhat disgusting.

"Yes," smiles Koorips. "Fill her tender human cunt with your staff, my proud warrior. When we conquer the herders of the green wugs we'll take their cows and you can enjoy them every night. Then on to the human villages. Won't it's be a prize?"

Rippo croaks with pleasure and begins thrusting into you. Before your revulsion can overpower your will you turn back to Koorips and resume your blowjob. The leader of the wugs is close. As for the cock pounding your puffy pussy, you try to isolate the pleasure of being fucked as the spongey flesh fills you up and ridges stimulate your clit and your swollen lips. He's fucking into you harder and faster, pounding you hard enough that his flesh slaps against yours. Koorips groans and strokes your hair from your face.

"Suck good," he says. "Show me your gratitude. Show me...ahh...show me how the elves have trained you...to suck their cum."

Your vigorous bobbing is rewarded with a hot burst of salty spunk. It gushes again and again into your mouth, dripping from the corners of your lips in white streams as you swallow to keep up with each pulsing rope of the warlord's cum.

"Ahhhh!" he holds your head still with his hands and thrusts up into your mouth, gagging you and prodding your throat with his spewing spear. You gulp it all down, your eyes stinging with tears.

Rippo digs his amphibian claws into the soft hemispheres of your ass and wildly hammers into you. Exploding only seconds later. You feel the lukewarm wug spunk gushing into your womb and your stomach heaves. Koorips' cock and cum drools from your mouth and flops against his thigh. Your eyes roll back into your head and you push back into Rippo, cumming yourself, milking the wug's throbbing fuckmeat with your hungry cunt. Your hips roll, your ass bounces against Rippo's slippery thighs, and pleasure bursts from your clit with each slimey squirt of spunk into your depths.

Rippo's cock finally slips from your tender pussy and you collapse forward, your breasts on Koorips' thighs and your face against his big belly. He chuckles above you.

"The elves should have trained you better," he says. "You please a man but not his friends? I think you'll learn. I'll have you tied in the center of the village for all the warriors to enjoy. When they've taken their pleasure you'll become the honored guest at one of our feasts."

"What?"

You try to get away from Koorips but he grabs you by your wrists. Rippo quickly drags you away screaming. True to the warlord's word you are tied to a post in the center of the village. There is no escape for you. Whether your end comes soon or after many days and weeks you will die and your quest will be forgotten. Your **** will be had when the dark lords destroy the wugs, but you won't be around to savor it.