Nowhere else to go

For a moment, the gravity of everything that had transpired over the last few hours threatens to overwhelm you.

Yesterday, you'd been a virgin Knight, devoted to your oath and the Burning Rose. Now, sperm ran from between your sore pussy lips and down your thighs, fucked into you by a man whose name you didn't even know.

You consider leaving, running away with what little supplies and coin you had. However that thought is driven away as you remember that you have nowhere else to go, no home, no Sisters to help you.

No. As degrading as it is, you know that this is your life now. Becoming the town's whore was the only way you would survive, and the Watchman was the only one able to ensure you wouldn't be thrown in jail for it.

You know, deep down, you have to stay.

The Watchman was pulling on his grimy uniform again, preparing to head into town. When you move to put your clothes on, he holds up a hand.

"No no, Sabine, stay just like that for now. When the day guard gets here, we will need to explain to him what's going to happen with you. You'll need to pay him for his silence too."

Knowing full well what he means, you leave your clothes where they lay. Realizing you'd likely spend more time naked than clothed in the coming weeks, you decide you had better get used to it. After all, your body didn't really belong to you anymore, it was for rent. If you'd been paid, you had no right to cover yourself.

Some time later, the Watchman's replacement had arrived, and after speaking to his counterpart outside for a few moments, entered the shack.

He strides over to you, smiling as his eyes roam over your bare, toned body, lingering on your ample breasts and your red tufted, still glistening slit.

"Mmm wow. She is a pretty little bitch, just like you said." The day guard said, obviously speaking to his colleague as his eyes continue to linger on your most intimate places.

Your cheeks burn with humiliation at him calling you a bitch, but in a sense, it was not inaccurate, and to correct him would be to risk angering him. You know you need his blessing if you are going to survive here.

The newcomer turns to you.

"What's your name, bitch?" He asks you, cruelly.

"S..Sabine, sir." You stammer submissively, in the sweetest voice you can muster.

"Mmm, Well, Sabine, my friend here tells me that you are looking for some uh...off the record employment."

You nod, arms at your sides, leaving your body in full view

"Well, see, my buddy and I, as well as the town council will need to receive either a cut of your profits or some uh...free services... to look the other way, and I only get paid up front." He says, his eyes traveling down between your legs

"Hey," the first guard interjected, "remember, you ain't fucking her until she is carryin my baby. You can use her however you want, but that pussy is mine for now."

Your face flushes again as the two men talk about you as if you aren't there, as if you are just an object to be used. However, coupled with the humiliation, you feel a heat begin to build in your still sore quim once more.

"Fine," he says, taking another step closer to you so that he is mere inches from you now, "I don't need no more kids anyway."

His right hand drops and begins undoing the clasps of his belt and trousers, his left he uses to spin you around so that you are once again bent over the table. He uses one foot to roughly part your legs, and then presses his stiffening bulge against you as he fumbles with his pants.

"You fuck her up the ass yet?" The new guard asks, looking down at you but obviously addressing his counterpart

From your position, you cannot see the other man, but you assume he shook his head, because the new guard clicked his tongue in disappointment and admiration.

"Shame" He says, slapping you hard on one cheek as he does, illiciting a whimper from you

"Oh, don't worry baby. I'm not going to hurt you, but I am going to fuck you right up that tight little ass. It'll be better if you relax, but this is going to happen one way or another."

The tone in his voice is so strong, so confident and dominant that you know he is right. Even if you changed your mind here and now, this man would not let you leave. He would ass **** you right here on the table, and probably throw you in jail afterwards.

"O..okay..." you stammer, nervously, "I just..."

The guard pressing himself against you cuts you off.

"You never taken a dick in your ass Sabine?" He asks, a perverse glee coloring his voice

"N..no sir." You say, the nervousness and submission in your voice no longer an affectation.

"She was a virgin when she got here." the other watchman says from across the room

"Damn, girl," the other man says, finally managing to slide his trousers down, "how'd no man get ahold of this body before now?"

You feel his hard cock resting between your parted legs, and your cunt begins to moisten again.

Without waiting for an answer, he runs one hand along the length of your wet slit, and uses your wetness to lubricate himself.

Seconds later, you feel him press the head of his large rod agains the tight, untouched ring of your anus.

He doesn't ask if you're ready, or if you are sure, instead, he slowly, but forcefully pushes himself into you completely, his heavy balls resting against your throbbing clit.

The pain is intense, and you cannot help but scream.

"That's it," the newcomer says, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in to the hilt, "let it out. I'm going to teach you the right way to take cock in that round ass. You like this, bitch?"

"Y...yes sir.." you manage as he slams into you again, causing you to cry out a second time

The other watchman crosses the room and sits down at the table facing you as you are fucked hard from behind. With one hand he gently strokes your cheek as his companion pumps in and out of your burning asshole, picking up speed.

"That's it, Sabine," he says almost lovingly, "just relax and take it."

Your only response is a squeal of pain as the other man slams into your ass again.

"A lot of the men in town won't want to risk getting you pregnant. You're going to spend a lot of time with a cock in your ass. You have to learn to take it like a real whore." The first watchman says, still stroking you sweetly as his friend continues fucking you mercilessly

"AAAAAH!" The man furiously pistoning in and out of your ass shouts, his prick beginning to twitch.

Seconds later you feel the first spurts of hot cum shoot into your bowels. The guard holds your hips tightly, flooding your rectum with his load. He holds on tightly, ensuring every drop of his spunk goes as deeply as possible.

When you feel the warm gush slow, then finally stop, he slaps your ass again, and pulls himself out of you with a wet slurping sound.

"Fuck, look at that." The man says, not yet allowing you to stand, and running a hand across one of your firm asscheeks making you shiver. Though you can't see him, you know he is admiring how stretched your sore asshole is.

After a few moments, the day shift guard steps away from his position behind you, wiping his glistening cock on your discarded cotton panties.

The first guard helps you to stand up, your legs shaking.

"Good girl, Sabine." The night Watchman says as he hands you your shirt and bra

"Fuck yeah, she is a good little slut." The day guard says, pulling his clothes on and fastening his belt again.

Your cheeks burn with humiliation, but you can't help but notice that your quim is still soaked. You realize as you slowly get dressed, that being dominated is what had turned you on. More than the man taking your ass, the fact that he had given you **** at all makes your knees weak with lust.

The night guard helps you to stand upright, your legs still weak.

"There you go." He says, softly, as you steady yourself on the table, "Get dressed, we need to head over to the inn while they are still renting rooms for the night."

You nod, face flushed with shame and excitement as you pull your shirt on over your bra, your lower half still bare.

The heavyset man smiles happily.

"That's my girl. We can get you some food, and then I'm gonna make real sure you're pregnant by morning. Tomorrow, we will take you before the council."

You nod again, forcing a smile across your face.

"Okay. I'm ready." You say, convincing yourself more than informing the Watchman that you were prepared for the future fate had in store for you