Catch your foot and fall

You have leapt with all of your strength but in mid-leap you feel a stab of pain as your toes strike the underside of the table, yanking you downwards in an arc back towards the ground, you strike the tabletop chest first, driving the air from your lungs and trapping one arm between you and the table; the other arm tries feebly to lift you back up as your mouth works uselessly trying to pull air back into your frozen lungs.

   Cold laughter comes from the men behind you as you lay there on the wooden table gasping, “I’ve got her, you go and let Marcus in” it was the voice of the Nord and a moment later a large hand seizes the back of your neck in an iron like grip.   You hear the scrape of wood against wood from behind you as the bar is removed and a gust of air swirls through the room as the door is jerked open.  Your heart sinks as you hear the deep voice of the Orc, speaking as he closes and re-bars the heavy door behind the human “Marcus, we caught your prisoner, what say we have some fun with her?”  

   You pull in a sudden lungful of air, once frozen lungs beginning to work again, you weakly raise up your head to take in the situation, beside you, one of his hands holding tightly to your neck was standing the tall Nord, facing him was both the squat Orc and the ugly, olive skinned human you had abandoned outside, there was dried blood staining his lip and chin and there was **** in his eyes as he looked at you, one hand clutching his sword hilt.   “You left me out there to die you little bitch” he hissed with a cruel smile on his lips “Now you’re going to wish that I had”   
   Marcus and the Orc began to clear out the space around your table, shoving away the heavy oaken benches and sweeping the table clear of debris, meanwhile the burly Nord ignoring both your furious curses and wildly kicking legs began to remove off your prison issue pants, one hand stripping them off of your thrashing legs, the other holding you in place with a tight grasp on your neck, soon enough he had the pants off of you and tosses them to the ground. Embarrassment stains your cheeks red as coarse laughter erupts from the trio at the sight of your naked lower body.  You feel another pair of hands upon your legs and kick wildly, but with little avail, after a moment you legs are grasped tightly and you are lifted and spun in the air, placed back down on the table, this time on your back with your hips at one edge of the table and your shoulders at the other edge, leaving your neck and head dangling freely.  The Orc's hands grasp the cheap material of your shirt and pull hard, ripping the shirt in half and leaving you naked, save for your boots.

 You can hear clothing rustling and the sounds of movement from somewhere outside your inverted field of view, a moment later a pair of pants land on the stone floor in front of you followed a heartbeat later by another and then the armored mail skirt of a legionnaire.  You gasp as you feel a hand at your nipple, tugging on it lightly, and now a tongue was there on your other breast, slowly circling inwards then outwards from your nipple before darting in for a surprise nibble or flick.  Quickly enough, the two pairs of hands and two mouths at work on your breasts have brought you to a state of writhing frenzy.  You whimper as you feel another set of fingers caress your bare pussy lips, he starts them sliding along your already wet slit as another’s man mouth toys with your nipples, wringing a ragged moan from you.  Fingers gently spread your lips apart and glide along your damp slit until they find your clit, running their fingers around it; teasing it, and you.

   The fingers in your quim suddenly withdraw, leaving right on the verge of a massive orgasm, a disappointed wail comes from your lips, but a moment later you feel something else pressing against your inner thighs and against the lips of your honey flower, raising your head as much as possible, between the two head still lavishing attention on your breasts you can see that Marcus is now naked and standing between your legs sporting both a large cock and a wicked grin, looking you in the eye, he grabs your hips and drives himself hilt deep into you quim, a scream of ecstasy erupts from your as you cum, the feel of his cock filling you driving you right over the edge.

   The human man withdraws from you and then seizing you at the hips he spins you onto your side and drives himself into your sopping wet gash again wringing a series of gasps and squeals from you in the process, in front of you another naked man enters you field of view, the tall Nord grabs your chin with one hand and stuffs his cock into your mouth, **** on its length, you quickly get to work, running your tongue up and down the length of it before taking it into your mouth, the balls slap against your chin as the Nord repeatedly buries himself in your throat.  You can feel a pair of hand spreading apart your ass cheeks and something hard and damp pressing strongly against your asshole, your eyes widen in shocked understanding and you emit a garbled moan of protest, all one can do with 9 inches of cock in ones mouth, You can feel the Orc push forward; pushing his cock up into your tight ass. You can feel your entire body tighten up as he tries to **** his way up her your ass, the Orcs pulls out for a moment and then plunges right back in; plowing up into your ass, each time getting a little deeper and wringing a moan from your lips. 

   Someone’s hand roughly squeezed at one of your tits, another yanked roughly on your hair, another seized your clit and twisted, someone’s tongue was caressing her neck; the sensations began to blur, the orgasms came faster and harder and soon enough the trio of men had reduced you to little more than a sweat soaked whore, writhing and shrieking out in ecstasy as your body is being stuffed in every hole. Your body is twisting and bucking and squirming on the wooden table, the Nord’s cock is twitching in your mouth and he grabs the back of your head tightly, forcing his cock deeper down your throat as it erupts, the spray of cum filling your throat and stomach.  A moment later Marcus groans and empties himself in a flood, filling your belly with a flood of white heat and sending you into another orgasm, behind you the squat Orc cums with a savage roar, flooding your bowels with his seed, a massive orgasm wracks your body and you go limp, collapsing onto the tabletop and gasping weakly, you can hear the Nord speaking to the others as your eyes roll upwards in your head and your vision goes black.