Give in to despair.

You don't see the point. There's no way that you'll be able to overpower him. He'll kill you. You might be able to get a lucky stab in, but even if you did...the rest of his men would kill you. So you lay there, laying naked on the hammock while the man who **** you finishes his drink.

After he finishes, he turns back to you. "You know, you have a pretty sexy body. Maybe we could sell you off as a decent ****."

You don't answer him. He's going to do whatever he wants with you and there's nothing you can do about it. He grunts and leans over you and slaps your face. "Answer me girl. Would you like that? Becoming a fuckslave for some rich noble, or whoever can pay enough for your body."

Your cheek hurts, "I...Slavery is illegal."

"Banditry is illegal you little cunt. That doesn't stop me." He eyes you over again and your eyes drift to his stiffening cock. "Well. I'm ready for another round."

You don't even resist him this time as he moves over top of you. He grabs your legs and presses them towards your chest and forces you into a lewd pose. The change of position forces some of his seed, pinked with the proof of your taken virginity oozing out of your entrance. You blush a little as you feel it slide down to rest against your puckered anus. He grins, "Don't worry, there's plenty more where that came from."

He presses his cock against your entrance and grunts as he presses into you once more. Your channel slick with your juices and his, he easily slides into your deepest part. You moan as his cock pierces you. Despite your unwillingness, your body clearly enjoys being used this way. You mull briefly that perhaps it has to do with your fiendish heritage. Succubi are known for their hedonism. Perhaps as a half-succubus, you too have inherited some of your mother's kinks. these thoughts are quickly dispersed though as his hard shaft starts to piston quickly inside you. You relax and let the bandit do his thing and instinctively clench at his cock.

He grunts with each thrust, the smell of **** on his breath. You stiffen and moan louder as his cock slides all the way to your cervix. The head of his cock bumping painfully against it. Although again, that pain quickly turns to pleasure as your not-quite human body reacts to it. His breathing picks up as he become emboldened with your moans and he starts taunting you, "that's it girl. Take it. Take my cock nice and deep." He takes his hands and pinches your nipples, causing jolts of pleasure to flow through you. This feeling sends you over the edge and you feel your whole body stiffen in ecstasy as you become awash in pleasure. He grins as your pussy quivers around his cock and he starts fucking you more quickly.

As you come down from your high, you find that you're even more sensitive than before. You moan with each thrust and you're sure that most of the camp can hear you now. You're sure Akina must be embarrassed by you moaning like such a slut, but you don't care. Right now your mind is distracted by the cock sliding deep within your muff. You can feel it. Every ridge and bump sliding deep into you. The mushroomed head of it pressing right against your cervix. It grows bigger and you know what's coming next. For a moment you consider resisting. Finding some way to avoid it, but he's too deep and you're too pinned under him. He groans and thrusts one last time against your cervix. His cock stretches your vagina with its first twitch. It's coming. You know it is. The second twitch sent a jolt of pleasure through your body. Then it happens, you feel the third pulse spray a shot of seed directly against your cervix. The fourth, fifth and sixth spasms all bring the same result. You feel his fertile load slide into your womb as his orgasm begins to die down.

Finally after what seems like a lifetime he collapses against you. His weight pressing down on you as he pants from the exertion. It seems that whether you're a commoner or a noble, a worker, an idler. Sex is exhausting for everyone and despite yourself. You too are panting from the pleasure you just endured. You've given up hope. You're going to spend the rest of your life as a ****, or worse. Part of you hopes that whoever buys you up treats you better than this bandit. However, you suspect that it'll end up being a whole lot worse...