Liv and Becky argue, the Chieftain picks Liv next

"If I'd just walked away..." Liv snarled. She could feel furious tears welling up behind her eyes, but fighting them back just felt bitter and confused. What was the point when there was nothing she could do to provide any hope of escape?

"Or if you landed your shot..." Becky muttered back. The blonde's faint voice caught her off guard, and it took Liv a moment to even realize that it was Becky who was talking not some reflection of her imagination.

"Excuse me?" Liv growled. She turned her head to look over at Becky, but the other woman was staring off into the corner of the cave where the Gnolls fucking Fuu had picked up their pace. Fuu's body was tossed about between them, thrown this way and that like a ragdoll, limbs flailing while they used her as they pleased. The look on Becky's face was difficult to read. Shame, horror, fear... but the blush on her face--was she turned on?

"Or maybe if you thought twice before sending us all rushing off on your stupid lost cause over there!" Liv said. She tried to turn and face Becky more squarely, but the Gnoll held her arms firmly in his grasp. Liv pushed harder, straining herself against his grasp, but relented when the Gnoll let out a low growl from somewhere deep in his chest. Liv was pretty sure it was the Chieftain's command alone that was stopping these Gnolls from ravaging her and Becky right there, and while that had held so far, she wasn't really looking to push her luck. "We all could've just walked away..."

"No," Becky was still watching Fuu get taken, but as Liv followed her gaze once more, she noticed a bit of movement. Some of the Gnolls that were impatiently waiting for their turn with Fuu seemed to have noticed that Emmaline had been abandoned by their chief. Emmaline's unceasing waves of orgasm seemed to have ended, leaving the dancer a panting mess on the ground. The way her chest heaved with each deep breath, was a rather enticing sight, and with her legs splayed open wide, it was a pretty difficult invitation for the Gnolls to resist. With the Chieftain scratching something into the wall nearby, they tentatively approached, watching him carefully to make sure they didn't run afoul.

"Well maybe you're too soft for it, but..." Liv felt her heart skip a beat as the Chieftain turned around to face them, apparently finished with whatever had distracted him. The still-hard cock between his legs promised that he wasn't about to just let them go. Liv wasn't even sure why she was even arguing this at this point. "...but sometimes people die. Sometimes they fuck up and get left behind. That's just the way mercenary work is!"

"Well at least this way..." Becky's voice was quiet still, but finally she turned to look up at Liv. Those green eyes which had seemed to muddled in conflicting emotion just a moment ago now shown clear. Something in her expression had shifted, and Liv could see a broken smile behind those words, even as the Chieftain lumbered his way toward them. "This way, we don't have to worry about that... At least this way, we'll all still be together."