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Chapter 8 by hammerheadstories

What happens next?

Anders takes his Prize

Karlach was still gasping for air when she felt a firm kick to her side, forcing her onto her stomach. Disoriented and focused on getting oxygen down her throat, she did not even notice Anders drop his pants. It was only when she felt his hands on her ass that reality dawned on her.

"Get... cough... get the FUCK off me!" She growled, doing her best to kick him away. It was no use, of course. Her bindings made any resistance impossible.

"Settle down, bitch," he growled, forcing her into the right position. "From what we were told, you haven't touched another soul in years. But with that devil's engine of yours damaged... it seems as if your body is once again open for business!"

Curses! The irony was palpable to Karlach. Since her service had began, she had dreamt of being touched again. For her skin to not burn any who even got close. Now she had what she wanted... and wished she could torch this motherfucker! As his cockhead probed her entrance, poking and prodding her folds, she tried to will the fire back into existence. Alas, her engine could not even conjure a spark.

"You... you better not fucking d-AAARRREEE!" Karlarch's rage was cut short when the bastard rammed forward, spearing her in one thrust. Six inches in the first stroke, each inch **** in. Karlach had quite a few lovers back in the day, but after so long, it hurt like her first deflowering.

"By Tyr, that feels amazing!" Anders groaned, slowly pushing forward until he was buried to the hilt. "It's hot... but not too hot. Like a fucking sauna! I'm... I'm going to enjoy having you around!"

"Get the FUCK out of me, you **** fucking ARSEHOLE!" Karlach screamed, though not just from the pain. Her cunt had been aching for literal years, her dreams always of once again laying with another. Despite wanting to rip Ander's throat out... her body craved him!

"Quiet down, won't you?" the paladin taunted, giving her red ass a spank. "I'm trying to enjoy myself!"

Slowly, Anders began to slide himself in and out. His thrusts were quite slow and soft, though this was not to be gentle, of course. No, he wanted to savor every second inside her cunt. Enjoy every inch of her tight fuckhole. He squeezed the tiefling's ass hard, his finger sinking into her firm cheeks. All while the other paladins looked on with contempt, a mix of disgust and arousal. It was humiliating, and Karlach responded by thrashing and wailing and cursing. Not that it was of any use.

Eventually, Anders grew tired with taking things slow. His pace increased dramatically, and pretty soon he was slamming his cock into the tiefling's pussy. Her cunt was soaked by this point, her warm juices leaking onto the ground as she was pounded. The sound of wet slaps filled the tollhouse, joined only by Ander's groans, the jeers of his companions, and Karlach's endless protests.

Well, mostly protests.

In between insults and screams and curses, Karlach had to contain... moans. Her body's betrayal was now fully evident. Pleasure coursed through the tiefling, her pussy having been denied sex too long to care if it was consensual. Those damn sensual feelings were building up, like water behind a dam, threatening to burst. All this pleasure seemed to finally coax her engine to life. Not to burn her attacker, though, but to make prime her body even more.

Karlach cursed Anders, cursed Zariel, cursed herself! This was humiliating enough. If these bastards saw her cum, saw her climax around his stupid fucking cock, the shame would be... unbearable. The barbarian gritted her teeth, bit her tongue, and did anything she could to keep herself from feeling too good.

It did not look like she'd have to fight for too long. Anders was clearly enjoying himself too much. His thrusts became more and more erratic, his spanks more frequent, and his breathing more labored. The paladin was going to cum soon. If Karlach could just last a little bit longer...

As his cock rammed in and out of her...

As it dragged across her g-spot with each stroke...

As her cunt squeezed around it...

As it pulsed and throbbed inside of her...

As her engine cranked up the heat...

She just needed to hold on...

Can Karlach keep from cumming?

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