Mirella's

Mira accepted Mirella's hand to step down of the table, her flesh half showing from the disheveled dress. She could smell the men's musk thick in the air, intoxicating and alluring, and the drink already gave life that dreamlike substance. Combined with the place's magic, Mira felt ready to try just about anything.

"you are gorgeous, sister." it didn't feel strange to be called such by the senior whore, it wrapped her in warmth and comfort. "Stay... there is so much we could still teach you"

"I can't, my people need me" Mira though of her friends back at the Capital, and her family. Her Father. The man who was so close behind her reminded a bit of him.

"And what is it that you need, Mira?" The older woman's touch felt like a teacher gently guiding her attention back to the lecture. "Tales of heroism and glory? the thrill of the battle? the gratitude of the innocent?" Vanity, anger, pride. Mira knew these sins well, but they werent the ones that she was prone too. Her body leaned forth, offering her ass to the men behind her. Mira almost lost herself under the place's spell, but Mirella didnt allow such subconscious surrender.

"Tell us, Mira" She prodded the moaning paladin.

"Make love to me" addled and intoxicated, the sweet words were spoken almost in a trance

"Like a princess in a faerie tale?" the need was thick in the air, but Mirella shielded the precious holy warrior from it. Mira shakes her head. "Then like what?"

"Like a whore" and as if opening the curtains for a show, the men behind her pull down the front of her dress, baring her pink nipples and round breasts. She purrs in his embrace, ready to take her pleasure from him, when another cupped her face, and **** a kiss on her. She tried to tell him how the other man, the one that looked so much like her father, would go first, but his tongue stuffed her mouth and her arms were being held by a third and a fourth man.

Her 'father' parted her dress, revealing her supple ass for all of them. Mira tried to look behind her, to see the moment he would penetrate her, but she could scarcely move. She felt him, his bulbous cock head, at her entrance, and how moisty she was. She wondered if he would play and tease with her, but this was neither the time nor place for foreplay. she felt him sink inside her, and let them out all know how good it felt.

As he began to build speed, she felt the men holding her arms guiding her hands to their cocks. They were scorching hot, each different from the other. They would feel so good inside her, she imagined, she began to stroke them, up and down, in anticipation of them taking their turn.

Balanced between three cocks, it came as a surprise when her face was lowered into yet another penis, this one had an earthen odor. She tried to swallow it whole, and fumbled it, the cock was too large, it just hit the side of her mouth. She felt him holding her head down, and had to struggle to be able to breathe. The cock sometimes lost ground, and sometime gained ground, until it lodged itself at the entrance of her very throat, and began to fuck her with the same abandon that her pappa fucked her whore cunt.

Pure instict took over, she began to breath through her nose, her body swayed at their beck and call. She could feel pleasure building all over her body, but whenever she allowed herself to relax and enjoy the waves of pleasure, she would neglect one of her clients. She couldnt, she wouldnt. She fought the onslaugh building at her pussy, and it was her pappa that began to cum first. He took his cock out of her abused hole, and creamed her back a copious amount, As if on queue, her left and right partners also started to shoot up, this time hitting her arms and head. 'finally! i can enjoy a little more' but as soon as she had that though, another unseen man replaced her 'father' and began to fuck her. Fresh and violent, this one wrecked her feeble self control, and toppled her over the brisk of an orgasm as she began to swallow her kissing client.

Her body was still being fucked when she recovered her senses. Laid on a table and spreadeagled, a well muscled man was thrusting in and out of her with abandon. She turned her face and motioned for another to come closer, eager to suck another cock. The man himself wasnt handsome, he was short and tubby, but his penisfelt delicious, like nuts and butter.

The man below her grunted his orgasm, and came deep inside her, to the dismal calls of some of their fellows "I didnt want to fuck a cum coated pussy, you fucker!"

But others did. They put her legs on their shoulders, and mounted her like an animal. It was stenuous exercise, but Mira tried to focus on the thick cock in her mouth, how it felt as she rolled her tongue around it. Was it the largest she had serviced in the inn? she wasnt sure. The man fucking her pussy didnt last long, but before another could mount her, she said.

"I want this in my ass" she kissed the purplish cock head.

She was flipped around, and told to spread her ass cheeks. Her addled mind couldnt focus until the thing began to penetrate her. "GODDESS! No, stop! This is wrong!" A sudden clarity hit her, what was she doing? regardless of where she were, how could she willingly participate in such public debauchery? Her heart was beating like butterfly wings, fear clenched her nether hole. She could feel the man's large belly resting over her rounded ass, a flabby mass that signalled him so different from anyone else she had fucked with.

"Goddess! This hurts so much!" her remaining virginhood tried to resist, but as much as she flayed, they were too many, and grew all the hornier with her resistance. She wondered how many women were so **** in her war, how many more she had to protect. She deserved to be punished. She tried to **** her tears out.

"Uh, uh, uh huh" small moans were escaping her lips as her mind wondered about the cruelty of her fate, and her body answered to her wishes. A spray of cum hit her face, she just now paid notice to the men whacking their cocks around her. Another spray of cum fell on her hair. Mira closed her eyes again, the member stretching her rectum was all she could think of right now.

"Goddess! please forgive me" she screamed, and began to moan outloud. "Faster! Faster!" she wasnt there yet, but she was coming closer and closer. Another cock was presented to her, but she just kissed it and let it be.

"YES!" It was as if she was thunderstruck, so utterly her orgasm shattered energies. It was awful and wonderful, her body wrecked with convulsions of pleasure. Her stallion trusted a couple more times, and began to empty himself deep inside her, making her wonder if it would ever leave her. Others shot their loads over the abated paladin.

It wasnt over.

She felt gentler hands part her cheeks, and a soft touch om her tender flesh. Something wet was on her asshole, not a cock or fingers. 'A tongue' the dazzled paladin figured, as it circled her entrance, and pried in her buggered hole. It felt good.

The tongue left her, and her muscles inadivertedly made an embarassing sound. Mira was trying not to think about it when the same tongue touched her other entrance, licking her clean with expert proficiency. She was too tired for another orgasm, she felt her conscience leave her before the pleasure could finish her. The last thing she remembered was seeing the mouth that pleasured her so, lush full lips that kissed the sweetest.

Mirella's lips