Sissy Monster END

You can't really understand what is happening.

Brief moments of clarity and conscious drift to you. One moment you're waking up after the yeti and minotaur fucked only to see them both sitting on the furs you were on. Your ass still in use, your hands tied by rope above your head and around something thick behind you. You realize its a neck as you notice you're leaning back against someone's chest, your legs held open by large, dark green arms. Your cunt and clitty clearly on display for the beasts in front of you. You focus on where the massive cock in entering you, you being moved more than the dick. Almost like a sex toy this beast picked up and used while you were ****.

You notice that your thong is now gone, replaced by a small pink contraption around your willy and balls. You start to freak out, your eyes darting to your audience. You didn't know what it was for but it was obvious your dickie had been trapped and leaking from inside, kept small and weak.

"You made a mess and ruined your panties, this way you won't be able to focus on anything but our pleasure. You'll have your work ahead of you." The minotaur comments, idly stroking his thick cock. Your eyes following despite the fear you feel.

"Welcome to the barracks, we always need new fuckholes," a voice vibrating directly from behind you says. You crane your neck and finally see who has been using you like a doll. A large ogre, grizzled and old is flushed in the face and smirking at you. Before you can say anything he forces his mouth on your. A tongue so large it dominates your mouth, too strong to resist as it reaches almost the back of your throat.

He continues to fuck and kiss you, air becomes an issue again and before you know it you are drifting off again.

Later...

Another cock pulls out of your dripping hole, a torrent of cum falls out with it. Your caged clit strains like it does every day since you've been here.

You're not sure where you are exactly, your eyes covered and ears plugged. You're chained up and hogtied. Despair has long since given way to lust and lust has made you more than docile. Maybe it was how often you were getting knocked **** or how your hole never fulled closes anymore but you were more than happy to be a fuckhole. Taking cocks everyday, their cum more than enough for you to digest, keeping you alive but lacking any muscle to fight back. You didn't need it.

You can barely remember how you got here. You know you were needed to get somewhere but where? It must be here. This is where you belong. You're a fuckhole and you know that. All you know is that everyone tells you that you're a sissy. You didn't get it at first but now you understand.

Sissies didn't fight back. Sissies didn't get to cum or touch their clitties. Sissies get abused and fucked, stretched out on monster dick and addicted to cum. Sissies belong on cocks. Sissies aren't men.

You knew you were a sissy, a cum dump for the monsters in these barracks. Didn't matter if it was an ogre, yeti, minotaur, centaur, or cyclops all of them knew you were a pleasure station. The barracks were busier these days, you could sense all the commotion.

You didn't know why or care. You were just excited to get to know all the new cocks you'd be servicing.