Emmaline and Fuu finally fade

Emmaline had long since been exhausted. Even her powerful sexual appetite and well trained stamina were no match for an entire clan’s worth of Gnolls having their way with her, running a train on every single one of her wholes while she came and came until fatigue set in and the world started to spin around her.

She loved every second of her depraved downfall, but there was only so much one woman could take, and soon Emmaline’s couldn’t muster the energy to grindback against them, as much as she might want to. Through her fuckdrunk state, she couldn’t focus enough to even hold her mouth shut. The Gnolls were happy to help with that though and kept her supplied with a steady stream of cocks to suckle on.

In the end, though, it didn’t matter how tired Emmaline was, and she knew that. They were her masters, each and every one of them, and she was their bitch, right down to her very core. If they still wanted to fuck her, then she just had no option but to take it. It’s not like she wasn’t still cumming relentlessly as they broke her down, stripping away any final defenses she might have still had as they fucked her **** and then some.

Nearby, Fuu was also pretty much faded. Even since the Bravos first arrived for this horribly, horribly botched rescue mission, she had been shattered. Now, nearly an hour of **** and **** later, and Fuu… well she hadn’t gotten any better.

Every inch of her bore some mark of her ruin. Her pale skin was both sticky with cum and red with dozens of little scratch marks, she had been fucked so long that some of the semen was starting to dry up and cake on to her in places. Fuu would have been repulsed if she had the energy to begin to think. Her hair was a knotted mess, cum woven into the dark strands as though it was an accessory. So many parts of her were red from the ****. Her ass stung to even the simplest touch and burning red. The bulky armored Gnolls just couldn’t seem to get enough of it, and had spent plenty of time tugging and spanking and slapping her butt while they fucked her every hole. Even in the few rare moments where she didn’t have a cock ramming down her throat or plundering her pussy and ass, Fuu’s body still ached and phantom sensations wove their way into her mind. Her nerves had been fried with both pleasure and pain and now they fired of in random twinges, just confusing her tired brain even more.

She was ruined. They were ruined. As Becky threw her head back, screaming in absolute lust as he came around the Chieftain’s cock and his seed filled her body, flooding into her womb and spilling out around their twisted union, something vaguely registered in the back of Fuu’s brain. This was her fault. Her fault. She had lead these women here to be broken and ravaged and ruined. For them it was bliss, but Fuu knew she deserved every bit of the pain that came with it. Her friends were spared the worst torments of their shared humiliation, but Fuu wasn’t. Because it was her fault. She deserved to feel her body splitting around the Gnoll’s cock, deserved to feel the pain of exhaustion seeping into her muscles. The others were innocent enough and could lose themselves in bliss, but Fuu was trapped. **** to live with her failure…

Then the armored Gnolls shifted. One took a big fistful of her hair and plunged his cock into her throat, hips bucking wildly as he began to fuck her skull and another threw her legs around his hips to plunge his cock into her ass once again.

Fuu faded into a murky blackness while her body was tossed about by Gnolls without a care for anything but slaking their own unending lusts. She felt herself sliding forward and back, in and out, the cock in her throat replaced by the one in her ass, a dull pain resonating through her with each one. And then there was nothing.