Dhara gets thrown in at the deep end

“Fine,” Dhara sighed, sporting an expression that came as a result of her intermingled feelings of resistance, arousal and bafflement at what she had just agreed to go through with, “I’ll do it.”
“Excellent,” Riolta nearly rubbed her hands together at Dhara’s acceptance, “now strip.”
At this command from Riolta, Dhara hesitated quite obviously, bringing one hand up to her top but refraining from tugging it down.

“Come on, only a real slut would prance around in an outfit like that.” Riolta teased her beaten adversary, “But keep the hoses and heels.”
Following Riolta’s instruction, Dhara stripped out of her outfit, leaving her clothes scattered around her feet and baring a pair of breasts so firm that Riolta doubted that they needed a bra to hold them up and a clam-like pussy with a thin patch of brown pubes adorning it.

Despite her displayed unwillingness, there was a certain dampness seeping out of her which caused Dhara’s sex to glisten in the bright sunshine, its sheen not yet strong enough to rival that of her cum-plastered face.
Riolta glanced at Leo, who confirmed with a nod and a smirk that he too had noticed Dhara’s aroused state.

“Swirl around so that the whole congregation can see what a magnificent-looking piece of ass you are,” Riolta went on, noting as Dhara swirled that the brunette did in fact have a magnificent derriere, the kind of which Riolta always loved to see get treated to a hefty serving of rock-hard cockmeat.

At this point, all four of the men which Riolta had selected to fuck Dhara were rearing to go at it, the ones of them already naked displaying their erections without as much as a shadow of any shame or embarrassment, while Harold and the fourth man were looking as if their pants had rapidly shrunk to become at least two sizes too small around the waist.

It was with a strong degree of contentment that Riolta watched Harold strip out of his uniform, the guardsman showing himself to possess a cock which was unusually long and thick, its girth probably rivalling that of her arm.

The other man, a Zoracian noble in exile who answered to the name Porthos, undid his much more expensive-looking pants to reveal a cock only minutely smaller than Harold’s, each of them proving to be in the same league as Leo and Maxy when it came to being generously endowed.

“So, who am I going to fuck first?” Dhara asked Riolta, doing her best to appear unflustered by the array of hard pricks being lined up in front of her.
“No, now I think that you’ve missed something. They’re all going to fuck you at once.” This bit of information from Riolta caused a soar to rise from the previously silent audience.

Dhara remained frozen, her jaw having fallen wide, as the quartet of studs drew ever nearer to her voluptuous form, each one waiting to see who would make the first move.

It turned out to be Harold, the rough and ready guardsman, who stepped up first, easily spinning a passive Dhara around so that he was left facing her lovely derriere.
“It’ll never fit…” Dhara muttered weakly as the tip of Harold’s foot-long cock nudged against her dry anus.

Harold proved her wrong, his cockhead spearing its way up her asshole, forcing past her puckered cinnamon ring and causing a searing sensation within Dhara, which was quickly turned into one of mounting lust as the three other men circled around her, waiting for Harold to get started for real before joining in on the fun.
What triggered them into acting was Harold dropping onto the paved ground beneath him, his cock spearing up into the vice-like depths of Dhara’s rectum.