Waking up and comprehending what just happened...

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up, you fucking disgusting, stinking bitch!!!" - this frenzied male's scream of hatred echoes in your head, forcing you to wake up.

The sound of the voice came from somewhere above...

You open your eyes in confusion, feeling pain throughout almost your entire body.

There's some kind of dirty carpet beneath you...

Your hand touches your thigh – it looks like you have a large bruise.

"Bastard! Drunk scum! I hate you!" - a grumpy female voice sounds from somewhere above.

Your gaze darts upward: the dim lighting from a smoldering lamp lets you know you're in a small room. Not a single window...

The exit is just one wooden door...

Dirty wooden walls...

Stench...

In the corner, you notice several cockroaches scurrying away from the rays of light...

A bed against the left wall...

And against the right wall is a large wooden basin filled with water.

From somewhere above, the sounds of swearing continue to echo—a woman's and a man's voice.

It sounds like a family squabble in the room one floor above.

You already have a headache, and these screams only make it worse...

You slowly rise from your prone position...

First, on all fours...

Then, on two legs...

You slowly feel your body...

Almost everywhere on your skin is a dried substance that gives off a distinctive, unmistakable odor.

It's dried semen.

On shaky legs, you walk toward the large wooden basin filled with water. Your body sinks into the water and you begin to wash yourself.

You try to wash away the dirt and dried cum from your skin.

And this takes quite a while...

While you're doing this, you process what just happened...

"Broken Mug" inn...

The dwarfs responded to your plea for help in a very special way...

For the first time in your life, you've experienced what could be called a gangbang.

Memory after memory flashes through your mind...

Very vivid and extremely depraved visual images...

How many dicks were in your holes last night?

Six?

Seven?

Or more?

You shudder, thinking about it...

Worse than the pain and humiliation is that you clearly remember that your body and mind experienced a strange, perverse, masochistic pleasure from what was happening.

The contradiction of the situation makes you giggle nervously...

Recent memories blend with earlier ones: as a child, your mother told you a fairy tale about the princess of the Snow Kingdom and the seven dwarfs.

This tale is based on ancient legends of the past and is common in the northern continental lands of the Sacred Kingdom of Orlania. As the story unfolds, due to the court intrigues of her evil stepmother, the young and beautiful princess of the legendary Snow Kingdom is **** into exile. She tries to hide her identity, as she is pursued by assassins sent by her stepmother. During her escape, the princess comes to a mountainous region remote from civilization and stumbles into a network of underground caves, where she discovers a mine operated by a group of seven dwarfs. Taking pity on the young and beautiful human girl, the dwarfs shelter her. However, the assassins still tracked down the princess and attempted to kill her. During a bloody battle, a group of dwarves managed to kill the assassins, but one dwarf died. The princess revealed her true identity to the remaining dwarves, and the dwarves swore to avenge their fallen friend and the princess's suffering. They left the mine and persuaded several mountain dwarf clans to wage war on the Snow Kingdom to restore the throne to the true heir. During a brutal, multi-year war, almost all of the original group of seven dwarves perished. The **** on the royal palace was successful, and the treacherous stepmother was killed. However, an enchanted arrow struck the princess in the chest, plunging her into a lethargic sleep. In the fairy tale's finale, the last surviving dwarf in the group breaks the spell with true love's kiss. The princess then marries him, and they happily rule the Snow Kingdom together.

Remembering this fairy tale, you sense the sarcastic irony of your own fate: "Perhaps in this cruel world, a different outcome would have been more realistic... A group of seven dwarves would have simply fucked the princess in all her holes, and then, striving to obtain a rich reward, given her to her stepmother..."

You continue to rub your wet body, trying to remove the traces of your shame...

Suddenly, you hear the disgusting creak of the door!