No, and...no. An orgy ensues.

Whatever Sindarion’s plans are, it’s becoming more and more apparent that they involve letting the guards have their fun with you both. Not that it’s all bad, you rationalize, still tingling in the afterglow of your violation by Sindarion’s parasitic lingerie. You continue struggling and protesting softly to Archie as he grapples with you, but offer no real resistance as he forces your wrists behind your back.

“Well, we’ve got two bitches to fuck and there’s four of us.” The grizzled leader addresses his henchmen. He points at Sindarion, continuing: “I’m taking this whore’s pussy for myself. And since you did such a fine job bringing them here, Archie, you get to pick next!”

You quickly realize that Archie choosing Sindarion would leave you with the rat-like Regin...and the terrifying dark-skinned goliath of a man.

Don’t choose Sindarion, don’t choose Sindarion..., you chant mentally. Never in your life would you have thought that you’d be begging to get fucked like this...but here you are. Don’t choose Sinda-

“You know what, I think I’ll help spit-roast her with you, boss!” Archie replies. “I’m sure Herman and the white cunt make a natural pairing anyway!”

Well, fuck.

You look over at Sindarion with despair and she mouths ‘have fun’; the sneaky bitch had cast a Suggestion Charm on Archie to influence his decision!

“Good choice, boy! That leaves the two of you with blondie here. You’re bloody lucky I’m even letting you fuck anything today, Regin!”

Archie pushes you forwards with a mighty shove, right into the waiting arms of the hulking black man called Herman. You land face-first against Herman’s leather breastplate, the stink of his sweat and manly musk making you light-headed almost instantly. He traps both your arms behind you, crushing your slender body against his own in a powerful bear-hug. You thrash and scream in his **** grasp, but without magic, there’s nothing you can do to stop him.

The feeling of something sharp pricking your back causes you to twist your head to the side. You watch in horror as Regin uses his knife to expertly cut away at your clothes. Within minutes, your robes, panties and bra have been reduced to little more than scraps on the ground. Though a small part of you is relieved to be free of Sindarion’s parasites, the rest of you is on the verge of panicking. Meanwhile, both your assaulters have freed their cocks from their leggings, and you catch your first glimpse of what you’re dealing with.

Your initial impression of Regin’s prick is that it’s - like the rest of his body - extremely unimpressive. Even when erect, you estimate it to be barely four inches long and an inch wide. On the other hand, Herman’s cock is a completely different beast. He’s as well-hung as a minotaur, and his tool is every bit as terrifying as you had anticipated. It is ten...probably eleven inches long, covered in purplish veins, and almost as thick as your wrist.

“This whore's ass is soaked! By the gods, she must really want this!” Regin announces squeakily, aligning his twitching cock with your rear entrance. You exhale sharply as the tip spears past your sphincter, too lost in pleasure to tell him the real reason you’re aroused. Herman remains as silent as ever, positioning his own prick against the folds of your pussy. He leans his face down to yours, forcing you into a passionate kiss and subduing your tongue with his own.

When Herman finally penetrates your pussy, it takes you everything you’ve got to not bite down on his tongue. You scream silently as his massive tool sinks into your depths, inch by agonizing inch. He begins to fuck into you, slowly and tenderly at first, but growing harder and harder with each passing second. By the eighth thrust, you feel the tip of his cock batter at your cervix and his balls mash against your swollen clit. You arch your back in pleasure, completely oblivious to everything but the man abusing your pussy and mouth. Even the sensations being caused by Regin, who’s driving his prick into your anus with the energy of a jackhammer, seems too distant to notice. The rat-like man is groping your breasts with his hands, using them as leverage so he can push his cock further into you.

You cannot tell when you first start to move your hips to meet Herman’s thrusts. Your tear-stained eyes seek his, trying to read into his thoughts as he continues pounding your pussy. Strangely far off in the distance, you hear Sindarion’s cries of pleasure as she is spit-roasted by the two other men. Both your feminine moans mingle with the grunting of the men, and you dimly realize that all six of you can’t be too far from orgasm...