They Keep Me As Their Captive

After my captors get a good laugh out of me they slack the ropes again dropping me to the floor in a pool of mixed vomit with semen. They untie the ropes around my hands and ankles.

"You're free to go slut. Unless of course you like this, which let's be honest we all know you do" The soldiers burst out laughing. I lay there weakened from the rough fucking that I got earlier crying as they all laugh at me.

"What's wrong whore? You going to miss us? If you don't get up soon then I'm going to take it as a sign that you want to stay and we'll have more fun" He retorts. Hearing this I start to struggle and slowly try and crawl my way through the pool of cum on the floor and out the cell.

Crawling my way out I slowly start to make my way out the door and suddenly I feel a tremendous hit against my head sending me into a slow drift into unconsciousness.