Refuse his command

You've been debased and abused and hypnotized into being the willing sex **** for a little beastie with an insatiable appetite for having his wee cock sucked. You're not about to drop down on your knees and lather up this hog's disgusting cockhose.

"Sod off!" you tell the jailer. "Why don't you jam it up your own arse?"

"Haw haw haw!" laughs the jailer. "Ye done it. It's the ogre fer ye. See 'ow much 'e likes the mouf on ye."

The jailer feeds his warty willy back into his trousers and grunts as he cinches them closed around his bloated waist. He waddles off, disappearing into another part of the dungeon. You expect he's forgotten about you when you suddenly hear a terrible roar.

"Now now, 'andsome." You hear the jailer shout. "Yer bride iz waitin'."

He waddles back into view a moment later pulling a heavy chain. The chain is attached to a thick iron collar secured around the massive neck muscles of a gray fleshed brute at least eight feet tall. He's almost as wide as that too, his body a sickly gray color, hairless and rippling with strange muscles. The enormous brute turns its head to look at you with its tiny black eyes set deep into its face. It suddenly grabs the bars of your cell and roars so loud it hurts your ears. As it is roaring you look down and see the massive member dangling between its legs. It's bigger than a horse's cock and it isn't even hard.

"Alright!" you cry in fear. "I'll fuck you. Just don't let him--"

The jailer laughs as he jangles the keys.

"No!" you cry.

It's too late. The jailer throws the door open and releases the ogre from its chain. The bellowing monster hurtles through the open door of the cage and tackles you to the ground with so much **** the air is knocked from your lungs. Staring up at the beast you struggle to regain your senses. It roars at you, spittle slopping onto your breasts and throat. It grabs your ankles with two giant hands and spreads your legs wide with no concern for your comfort. You scream as your muscles are over-extended, but such pain is quickly replaced with the feel of the ogre's enormous cock pressing against your cunt, threatening to drive into your tender slit and cause permanent damage.

"Please!" you cry, your heart pounding. "Please get it off of me."

The jailer only laughs sadistically, watching from the bars as the massive mountain of muscles atop you rears back and then hunches over you, driving its hard cock into you with such **** you scream. You are instantly filled by the flexing trunk of its cock. Your cervix and womb crushed by the battering-ram thrusts, your legs wide around the ogre's hips, your quim past its limit, screaming with pain with each thrust.

The ogre releases your legs and crushes your tits in one enormous hand, squeezing and twisting them. It leans down and sucks an entire big breast into its mouth, bathing your titflesh in its hot saliva as it continues to pound your aching cunt. The ogre is relentless and bestial. It ignores your cries of pain and pleas to stop. It holds you to the ground and fucks you until you lose all feeling in your cunt. At some point it cums inside you, roaring atop you until it has nearly made you deaf, a hot, thick pool of its foul seed spreading beneath you.

It turns you over and fucks you from behind, holding you upright and moving your body on its cock like some demented sex toy. At some point you lose all sense. Your mouth hangs open, your eyes roll back in your head and your tongue dangles from your lips. Your arms and tits flop as it stabs in and out of your cunt, squishing into your cum-lubed canal, slamming its huge balls against your clit. As it pulls out and cums all over your back in a gushing torrent you lose your mind completely.

The ogre is still playing with Winny when Alyssa enters the dungeon. She takes one look at the ragdoll fucktoy being slammed by the massive monster and shakes her head.

"Gorgo," she says to the jailer. "You've spoiled my entertainment for this evening."

Gorgo ducks his head submissively and offers a muttered apology. Alyssa pats Worm on the head. "Sorry, little one, but your plaything has been claimed by this brute. Don't worry. We will find you another."

The ogre bellows, throwing Winny from its cock with a slurp of drenched cunt, and it forces its massive cock into her mouth. Its pumping cum distends her belly and flows from her chin and out of her nose.

Alyssa begins to walk out of the dungeon, but is stopped by the jailer.

"What do I do with her?" asks Gorgo, gesturing to Winny as she sputters and collapses into a cummy heap, **** on ogre spunk.

"Whatever," Alyssa shrugs. "Let the ogre keep her until his toy is broken."