Alone and Confused

Winlay awoke, her head filled with fog and unsure of where she was at. She looked around, and slowly her memories began to return. She was laying in Beldan's bed. That in itself was bad, but the worst part was that she was completely naked. She slowly slid the covers off of her and looked down at her most intimate region. Her pussy was red and swollen, and she could see where the fat priest's cum had oozed out of her and onto the sheets below.

She felt herself begin to shudder uncontrollable. She hadn't meant for this to happen, and she couldn't understand how it had. She had been so afraid of this very thing happening to her before she came to the meeting. She shook her head, trying to break through the fog that kept her memories at bay. Slowly she began to remember.

It had started on the couch. First Beldan had spoken to her and she had felt a wave of lust that had driven her mad with wanting his dick inside of her, even though she loathed the very thought of touching the man. Then his hands had caressed her, teasing her breasts until she was growling and moaning like a common whore. Then he had been on top of her, pushing his dick inside of her. The fat priest had thrust into her over and over. His hands had at first been gentle and she had enjoyed it, a fact that now made her skin crawl. Then he had grabbed her hips and started fucking her hard. She had moaned and screamed as he thrust harder and harder into her accepting pussy as she tried in vein to wrap her slender beautiful legs around his enormous body. Then the worst part of the night happened. He began to shudder as he rutted with her and she had heard him moaning loudly. Then she had felt his dick begin to pulse inside of her. This was followed by a hot liquid pouring into her young body.

She had started to protest, but then those wierd lights had flashed in her mind again and the next thing she knew she was on the bed. Beldan had put her on her knees in front of him and was fucking her from behind. On hand was pulling her long hair, jerking her head back while the other slapped her ass. She had cried out in as much pleasure as she had pain. She didn't know how long it went on, but he had fucked her into the night and filled her pussy several times.

She felt sick and looked around. Beldan was no longer in the dimly lit room, but she noticed a tray of food and drink beside the bed. A note was left with the food that instructed her to drink all of the liquid in order to keep from getting pregnant. This was the only good news she had heard and quickly drained the goblet with a prayer to Xelta that it worked. After that she put her hands on her hand and cried. What sort of fate was in store for her now, and how could she possibly escape from this? She felt like she had just become Beldan's personal whore. But that couldn't be true. Could it?