No.

The sharp sting of many small leather straps hitting her breast at high speed made Xena's eyes shoot open. She made a sound that was half pain, and to her horror, half pleasure. She looked up and saw the leader of this **** group stand in front of her, a flogger held idle in one hand. She had closed her eyes in a fain attempt to get some form of rest, and he had used the leather whip to get her attention. With brutal efficiency. Her breast tingled from the impact, and her sexed-up mind effortlessly turned the stinging pain into pleasure. The new rush of stimulus reminded her of her need and her hips instinctually tried to move against the wooden toy lodged inside of her.

'You like that ****? Is that why you always fight? Because you crave the pain? Because your **** body gets off on it?'

Again the whip came down on her exposed flesh, this time her other breast. Again, her pained grunt was turned into a pleasurable moan, and her aching pussy made wet sounds as it clenched down on the toy.

Again the whip struck her body, this time on her shapely ass. And again, the pain swiftly turned into pleasure. He hit her over and over, and each time the leather straps hurt less and aroused her more. The last hit was against her soaking pussy, and she screamed her pleasure as the sting of the whip made her sex pulse with **** desire.

The leader twisted his hand inside her hair and pulled her head back painfully. Again, her pussy throbbed. She could feel his hot breath as his mouth was close to her ear, sending shivers, and pleasure, down her spine.

'You might act like you're a mighty warrior, and I admit you know how to use a sword. But at the end of the day, you are just a woman like every other. You may think you're better than us, but you are just as helpless as every other woman we had before you.'

Xena's anger flared up at those words. She WAS better than these scumbags. She tried to object to his statement, despite the ring gag in her mouth, but the lead slaver chose that moment to grab the base of the wooden dildo and began to move it around. Her anger disappeared, and her attempted protests turned into wails and moans as her body was instantly brought back to the edge of orgasm. Each ridge or bump flowed effortlessly along the inside of her cunt, stimulating her in just the right way. A rough thumb was pressed against her clit and began to move around in irregular patterns.

Xena's body was inflamed with pleasure. Her last bit of resolve was being destroyed by the expert way the toy and finger stimulated her pussy. She didn't even try to control herself, she was shamelessly moaning as her body was about to explode in ecstasy.

'That's right ****, you are just as much a subject to your desires as everybody else. Admit it, and you can experience pleasure, unlike anything you have ever before. Resist, and you will go insane trying to reach the unreachable.'

Xena did not doubt the slaver's words. Her heroic resolve, unbreakable in the face of everything she had experienced so far, was as good as done. She knew she would beg the moment they removed the ring gag from her mouth. The only question was; would they do it before, or after they destroyed her mind. He used the hand that had a firm grip on her hair to make her look at the other side of the room. They had untied Gabrielle from the construction, and she was on her knees, breathing heavily from her own ordeal. They tied her hands together in front of her and dragged her over towards the table. She was unceremoniously dumped in front of her, and the master slaver stopped playing with the wooden sex toy. She shamelessly wailed as the stimulation to her aching pussy stopped.

'Don't worry slut, you'll get the fucking you deserve in a minute, we just need to make some changes.'

The rope tying her arms to the ceiling was removed, and Xena made a groan of relieve as her aching muscles finally got some rest. The ropes tying her knees to two different table corners were also removed, and Xena had to use every ounce of her remaining strength to remain upright. After they had undone the ropes securing her legs, they helped her off the table. After everything she had been through, Xena simply lacked the strength to stand, and she slumped towards the ground, her face ending up not far from where Gabrielle's was. The **** leader grabbed her hips and pushed her onto her knees, pressing her face against the cold stone floor. She felt his cock press against her anus, and her eyes grew wide as the thick member was effortlessly pushed into her ass.

She moaned wantonly, the hours of sexual torment clearly taking a toll on her mind. The cock felt good inside of her, and before she could stop herself, started moving her hips. The harsh laughter of the many slavers around her made her face burn with humiliation, but her body had a life of her own, and she simply could not stop it.

'Now, about that fucking I mentioned.'

Not giving her any more time to prepare, he began to fuck her ass, quickly setting a pace that had Xena moan loudly with each thrust. Xena herself was delirious with frustrated need. Every time his cock bottomed out in her ass, she was overwhelmed by pleasure. The sensations were such that her mind was wiped clean with each repetitive thrust. Positioned as she was; ass up, face down, her large breasts swayed in perfect rhythm with the pounding her ass received. The scraping of her overly sensitive nipples against the rough stone only worked against her as more pleasure flooded into her body.

Her entire body was alight with sexual energy. Every nerve burned with unreleased pleasure. What little coherent thought she had left was focused on the singular desire to cum. And above everything else, her core surged with anticipation as each second more and more pleasure was **** into a place that was never meant to hold this much, this long. She chanced a look towards Gabrielle and promptly wished she hadn't.

Her friend was sitting in front of Xena, she had her legs spread, exposing her pussy a short distance away, well within arms reach had her arms not been tied behind her back. But what really broke her heart and spirit, was what she saw. The young blonde woman was using the wooden toy that had given her so much pleasure inside her own cunt. Gabrielle's arms were bound in front of her, so she had some freedom, and she used that freedom to fuck herself with the toy. Her eyes were closed in rapture as her hands worked the wooden object in and out of her young pussy. Xena could see the wetness of her friend's sex glisten on the smooth wood as it slid back and forth. After what to Xena felt like an eternity of mind-numbing pleasure, the cock inside her ass began to empty itself, coating her insides in thick streams of hot semen.

She was so sensitive by now that even someone ejaculating into her ass was enough to give her pleasure. She made a small moan of disappointment when the Slaveboss withdrew his cock from her anus. Her disappointment was not to last, however, as a new cock was unceremoniously **** into her aching pussy. After hours of being either empty or filled with a fake wooden toy, the feeling of a real, thick cock inside her cunt was glorious to her **** body. She felt herself convulse around the cock as it began to fuck her ruthlessly, the member sliding back and forth easily inside her literal dripping cunt.

There was a heavy *THUMB* nearby, and she saw that the large hourglass had been placed on the ground. It took every last bit of her rapidly dwindling willpower, but she managed to focus her eyes on the top half of the object. Just in time to see the last bits of the thick, oily liquid flow from the top to the bottom, leaving the top half empty. She had done it. She somehow, against all odds, managed to make it through this ordeal. Surely now that the time was up, the **** would expire? Right? The pleasure had become unbearable by this point. She needed to cum, she could not last much longer. The man fucking her pussy gave a heavy grunt, before emptying his balls inside her quivering cunt. Xena moaned as the **** of his orgasm shot his semen deep inside of her, possibly even into her womb.

Now that the time was up. she braced herself for the moment the **** would wear off. She grunted as yet another man began to ravage her, the pleasure never subsiding, only growing with each passing minute. She waited for it to be over.

And waited.

But after the seventh man had his fun with her, she was still waiting for the ****'s devilish hold over her to fade. As she slowly came to realise that it would not happen, the last of her resistance snapped, and she broke down crying. She began begging the men through her gag. The strangled, muffled sounds pleading for them, for anyone, to finally make her cum. A rough hand took hold of her chin, and her tearstained eyes ware **** towards that of the leader.

'Were you hoping the ****'s effect would wear off when the timer ran out? Perhaps you were banking on the fact that if it did, you would cum, and it would be over? Well, guess what, ****.' Here he leaned in closer, his face almost touching Xena's. 'Aphrodite's rejection never wears out, it is the ultimate punishment for those who have insulted or betrayed our most holy lady. It permanently takes away the blessings of our divine mistress. That hourglass was the time you had until the **** became part of your system. No amount of antidote will work for you now.'

Xena's eyes were wide in disbelieve. Tears streamed down her face as the cruel reality of her situation worked its way through her orgasm deprived mind. They had tricked her. By first giving her a **** that would wear off, they had tricked her into believing this one would as well. Then they **** her to experience an untold amount of pleasure. And finally, made her witness the defeat and surrender of her closest friend. Everything was carefully designed to work with her sense of pride. Her believe of her superiority. And her confidence that she could outlast whatever they threw at her. They played her like master puppeteers, and she behaved exactly as they wanted her too.

The leader's deep voice pulled her away from her misery, and she once again looked into his merciless eyes.

'But not all hope is lost for you. There are ways to, temporarily, end our lady's curse.'