Gabrielle tells her how she was captured

Xena was lost in thoughts, struggling to untangle the mess of conflicting feelings inside of her. A small part wanted to keep fighting. But another part wanted to give in if only so she would finally be able to cum. And there was Gabrielle to consider, her choice would affect her friend as well. would she condemn her friend, and sometimes lover, to hours of **** only because she remained stubborn. Her body made the occasional twitch, as the pleasant vibrations kept assaulting her. She felt the orgasm just out of reach. The **** of it had steadily been increasing as every minute more of the energy that had spread through her body had returned to her core, waiting, no, SCREAMING to be released. Hours of sexual ****, dozens if not hundreds of denied orgasm, it all gathered to a singular point just above her pussy. Never had she felt something like this, and it only grew stronger as more and more of the scattered energy flowed back into the tiny point that was only meant to hold a single orgasm. Her pussy was so wet, that a steady trickle of her juices flowed from it. The only sound in the room was the constant moans from herself and Gabrielle, and the rattling of chains as her friend squirmed against her bonds.

'I'm sorry Xena, I tried to go after you when you didn't return, but it was a trap all along.'

Gabrielle's voice was trembling with lust, but she somehow managed to recount how she had been captured.

Gabrielle was waiting impatiently at the tavern. Something was wrong. Xena should be back by now, a band of slavers should pose no threat to one such as her. The front door opened, and the same man that had guided her friend just a few hours prior hurried in. He looked around until he spotted Gabrielle, and walked over.

'You have to come, quickly, something went wrong and you have to help her.'

The man looked distressed, and Gabrielle was in full panic when she heard what was going on.

'She entered the building unnoticed, but I could hear a fight breaking out. It stopped after a while, and then nothing. I waited an hour, but when she didn't come out, I hurried back to get your help.'

Gabrielle gathered her stuff and was already halfway out the tavern when the man finished that one sentence. They made their way over to were the hideout was but were stopped by a man standing in the middle of the road.

'That's far enough missy. Come with me peacefully, or you're going to regret it.'

The man wore a makeshift set of armour and was leaning on a staff. As he said that, five more men left the cover of the trees around her. The two were surrounded, but Gabrielle felt confident that she could take a group of low life thugs. She looked over her shoulder to the scarred looking guide.

'Stay behind me, this shouldn't take long.'

She readied her own weapon, and the thugs slowly began to close on her from all sides. She was about to lunge for the leader, when an arm was slung around her waist, pulling her back. she recognized the arm belonging to her guide.

'What are you doing? Let me go.'

The guide used his other hand to push a wet cloth against her mouth and nose, and Gabrielle smelled the dizzying fumes on it. She redoubled her efforts to escape, but the man was surprisingly strong. The thugs had reached her and were grabbing her arms and legs, restraining her as much as possible. She fought valiantly, but she felt her consciousness slip away as she breathed more of the fumes from the cloth. Her vision grew blurry, and slowly faded to black. The last thing she heard before she slumped to the ground, was the voice of the man that had betrayed her.

'You were right ****, it didn't take long at all.'

Darkness was all that followed, as Gabrielle fell ****.

'When I woke up, I was tied up on the ground. I couldn't move, couldn't escape. They had my wrists tied together and secured to a stake in the ground above my head. My legs were spread apart and tied to stakes as well. I thought they were being merciful by leaving my clothes on, but they just wanted me to be awake when they tore them off. I tried to call for help, but nobody came. They **** me to drink some kind of potion, and it made me want them. I felt the same way I feel when I want you, but it was directed to the men around me.'

Gabrielle lowered her eyes in shame, the memories of that moment still fresh.

'I hated that they could make me feel that way, but I couldn't resist them, and when the potion was beginning to work, I didn't want to. I wanted to kill them, but I also wanted them to fuck me.

The man that had been guiding her took out a small knife from his pocket and slid it down across her chest. It effortlessly cut through the fabric of her clothing, and using the tip of the knife, pushed the destroyed top away, revealing her breasts. He slowly trailed the knife down, until he reached her pants. He gave Gabrielle a wicked smile before he made two quick cuts, revealing her pussy.

For the first time since she awoke, the thugs spoke. They voiced their appreciation of her body. Told each other how they were going to fuck her. And made bets on who could go the most times. One she recognized as the leader addressed her.

'You were right about one thing girl, it didn't take long to capture you. But the next part will. And we made sure you will enjoy every moment of it.'

Gabrielle struggles were met with laughter as the guide positioned himself between her open legs. He looked her in the eyes to see if he had her full attention, and seeing the fear in them, plunged his dick deep into her waiting cunt.

She made a scream of pain from the rough insertion, and more when he began thrusting, but with each second the pain lessened and the pleasure grew. Her pussy grew wet, further increasing the speed with which she could be fucked, and her screams of pain and fury slowly turned into moans of pleasure. To her horror, she was starting to enjoy it. She was being ****, she knew it, but her body enjoyed every moment of it. The jeering of the men around her, the hands groping her breasts, and the rhythmic pounding of the cock all worked to break down her resolve. It took a while, but eventually, she couldn't hold back. The pleasure overwhelmed her, and she screamed as the first orgasm at their hands washed over her. While she was recovering from that, the guide fucking her had reached his limit, and with a final thrust, filled her pussy with his seed.

He withdrew from her cunt, still spasming from the orgasm, and another man took his place. Without giving her time to rest, he began fucking her. One after the other, they emptied themself inside her pussy, and when each of them had a turn, they would start again, beginning with the guide. The potion they gave her made sure that she enjoyed every second of it, and she frequently joined the men's grunts as she experienced her own orgasm.

'I don't know how long they used me like that, but after the third round, they gave me something that would "begin my training." Whatever that meant.'

Xena was shocked at the means these slavers would go to break their prisoners. The growing pressure behind her pussy told her that the way they were breaking her was quite effective. But to **** someone repeatedly, and make them enjoy it was another thing entirely.

'The potion they gave me made altered my thoughts. I felt a surge of pleasure, of reward, every time they said I did well. I still wanted to kill them, and even now I still hate them. But the things I feel every time they say I did well, I don't know how long I can resist that. I can barely keep it together as it is.'

Xena wanted to say something, but her words were muffled by the ring gag, and she was frankly to distracted by the orgasm that had steadily been building.

'When that traitorous guide returned for his fourth time, I was already lost in the pleasure. I wanted to feel him inside me as much as I wanted to kill him.

His cock slid easily inside Gabrielle's well-used pussy. Despite the many men using her so far, it remained tight and pleasurable. Not wasting any time, he began fucking the bound woman. He enjoyed the way her pussy pulsated around his cock. The thought of this **** bringing the woman pleasure was a big turn on for him, so it took him no time at all to finish inside of Gabrielle. While the next man positioned himself for his turn, he knelt down next to the blondes head.

'Are you enjoying yourself so far? I know we are. Let's make it more interesting, shall we? You did good, making me cum like that.'

The moment Gabrielle heard the bastard compliment her for using her body like that, a new wave of pleasure radiated outward from her core. It filled her with acceptance and made her pussy involuntarily squeeze the cock fucking her. The added pleasure, along with the constant fucking, was enough to push her over and Gabrielle came again. She screamed as the orgasm flowed through her. They did this every time one of the men came inside of her. And each time, their approval filed her body with pleasure. Sometimes, it was enough to make her cum, and those were particularly strong. Other times, it merely served to raise her lust, making her lose herself in the pleasure.

By the time they were finally done, the sun was beginning to set. They had fucked her none stop for almost half a day, and she had loved every second of it. Her body was a mess. Semen spilt freely from her overworked cunt, her skin was covered by it, for some men couldn't wait their turn. It took them hours, but they were done with her.

She let out a disappointed wail when the last man withdrew from her pussy, and they all laughed at how much she had changed in such a short time. They began to undo the ropes that had held her all that time, and she knew that this was the best moment to escape. But her body was physically spent by her ordeal. When the ropes came off, she just lay there, breathing heavily, and allowed the men to retie her arms.

They tied her wrists together in front of her and followed that with tying her elbows against each other as well. They tied a final rope to her wrist binds and used that to pull her forward. Not caring about her state of undress, they **** her to walk behind the lead thug. The rest filled in around her, blocking off any means of escape. As she walked, she felt the contents of her pussy leak out along her legs. One of the thugs approached her.

'Don't worry little girl, you did well. I'm sure the boss will be satisfied with you.'

The fresh wave of pleasure drew a moan from her, and her pussy squeezed involuntarily, pushing more semen out.

'Yes, you will make an excellent sex **** for some lucky bastard. Maybe one of your old enemies will buy you, and you will be **** to please his or her every whim. You'd love that? don't you? A good **** such as you just wants to be used.'

Again, the compliment sent a burst of pleasure from inside her. Again, she moaned as it flowed over her sensitive spots.

'The trip lasted about an hour. An hour in which they both humiliated, and pleasured me. And I loved every second of it, they made sure of that.'

Gabrielle had finished her recounting of how she ended up at the hideout to a silent Xena. The warrior felt sorry for what her friend had to endure, but a part of her also felt jealous at how easy they had made her cum. The difference between the two women only made the passion between Xena's legs burn stronger.

'Of course, you enjoyed it. You are prime **** material after all.'

The new voice belonged to one of the many slavers, this one a female, and she stood in the doorway, completely naked. The woman was beautiful, in a rough kind of way, and she walked purposefully towards the contraption that held Gabrielle. She picked up the wooden cock that had been used on the blonde with much success and held it in front of Gabrielle's eyes.

'You want this, don't you? You want it to fuck that pussy of yours until you don't know which end goes were. Well, if you do good, I might use it on you. And the guys told me that you are a good ****.'

Gabrielle moaned as the wave of pleasure briefly enflamed the building orgasm inside of her. She squirmed against the chains in an attempt to get something more. She watched the woman walk towards Xena, and stared silently as she pushed the fake cock into her friends dripping cunt.

Xena wailed loudly as the toy invaded her. She had been empty and wanting for a while now, and the toy was precicely what her body needed. Her orgasm flared to life as her cunt worked to get off. When the toy was buried deep inside her pussy, the woman let go and walked back towards Gabrielle. The way she had positioned it made it impossible to push out, but her own immobility made moving equally impossible. Her body trembled as she was almost pushed far enough to cum. The vibrations prevented the pleasure from receding, and she couldn't get more herself, she was trapped in a stalemate of pleasure and frustration.

The woman positioned her crotch over Gabrielle's mouth.

'Let's see you use that tongue little girl. Earn that orgasm you so desperately want.'