Getting through it

Alone in the dark shed, her arms and legs still bound, Druuna could hear the thirty or so slavers outside argue about who was to get to fuck her first, second and so on.
Minutes went by without the door to the shed reopening, and Druuna contemplated how to handle her horrible situation, realising that her manoeuvre from the Mall a while back wouldn’t work again.

No, her only chance of getting through this night without being beaten time and time again would be to do what she had done to survive back before learning how to fight; by treating her captors like customers, taking up the role of a willing whore. Even if she would get too disgusted and try to resist after a while, that would still mean being beaten by a few bandits less.

Nearly gagging at the thought of smiling at her rapists, Druuna braced herself and began to take slow, deep breaths to get her pulse down and her mind more stable.

Finally, after another five minutes, the door opened again and Druuna could see that it was Carson who was standing there, with his hulking stature and hairless head. Now naked from the waist up, it was obviously he who had managed to secure the number one spot.
With more men crowding the doorway to get a look of what was to happen next, Carson closed in on Druuna, his khaki pants unable to hide the huge erection that he was sporting.

With Carson now only a few feet away from her and walking with a cocky grin plastered across his face, Druuna leaned forwards in her kneeling position and used her elbows to press her heavy tits together, pouting her lips at the bandit.
Being slowed down by his bafflement over Druuna’s behaviour, Carson was even more surprised when the stacked woman queried: “Do you want me to suck your cock
now, or after you’ve stuck it up my ass?”

Licking his dry lips while looking at her, Carson seemed to try and determine whether or not Druuna was trying to trick him or not.
“Just don’t think that I’m going to let your hands loose.” He finally said, as if Druuna thought that she would be able to escape instantly if only her hands were freed.
“Your loss,” Druuna paused mid-sentence to shoot him a naughty smile, “I’m excellent at giving hand-jobs.”
Her claim naturally caused a few whops and hollers to rise from the bandits pressing at the door, but Druuna was more focused on Carson.
“So, are you going to drop those pants and show me that big, fat dick of yours yet?” Druuna asked Carson.
“Don’t get cocky bitch, or I’ll smack those lips of yours all bloody and greasy.” Carson promised, reminding Druuna that she was best off staying passive.

Soon being presented with the purple head of Carson’s well-sized penis, Druuna took a deep gulp and ignored the sickening feeling in her gut as she leaned forwards and closed her lips around the base of the cockhead, flickering the tip of her tongue against Carson’s pisshole.
Quickly proceeding to bob her head up and down on Carson’s dick, Druuna suspected that he would be pissed off if she made him cum too soon with so many of his buddies watching, and so made sure to change the pace of her sucks and licks.

Eventually however, Carson groaned hard as his cock began to twitch inside Druuna’s maw, streams of salty spunk starting to hop out of his urethra.
Druuna tried to pull back from the ejaculating piece of cock-meat, but Carson used one of his hands to firmly hold her face close to his crotch, nearly gagging Druuna by shoving his member down her throat.

Finally yanking her back so that the last of his cum was splattered onto her grimacing face, Carson was surprised when Druuna leaned forwards and began licking on his dick once more, soon coaxing it back to full hardness with her mouth.
Eager for more, Carson flipped Druuna around and looked down at his cock resting against the curvature of her beautiful ass.

“You’re just a dirty whore, aren’t you? A real little cum-dumpster.” Carson spat out, following up on his abusive words by slapping his right hand against her buttocks, hitting her hard enough to leave a reddish imprint of his hand.
Giggling and wiggling her ass as a response, Druuna moaned as Carson’s dick-end was thrust into her anus, the wet piece of bulbous meat pressing its way past her resistant sphincter.

Thankful for her love of anal sex allowing her too rapidly accommodate the cock now ramming its way up and down her anal canal, forcing it to expand around it, Druuna had managed to suppress her conscious state to the point where this was almost pleasurable.

She even found Carson’s rough spanking of her arse, the burly man alternating between which buttock to punish, strangely arousing, so that her pussy was actually moistening up real well by the time that Carson groaned long and hard once more and let loose a string of jizz to come rocketing into her bowels.
Content, at least for now, Carson stepped back from Druuna and limped his way out of the shed, the next man entering it before he was even halfway to the door.