Used.

You can feel the cool metal pressed against your nude body. You look around and see the gnomes starting to strip off their clothing. You’re surprised to see the gnome cocks are larger than you expected. You had expected smaller dicks to correlate with their diminutive stature. Despite their average height being 2ft, most if not all the cocks you can see are easily over 6 inches.

A gnome climbs up on the bench kneeling in front of your face. His cock rubbing against your cheek. You feel little hands running over your body, groping your exposed ass. The gnome in front of you forces his cock into your mouth, the shaft sliding through your lips. A hand slips under your torso fondling your tit, while you feel a tongue flicking at your other nipple through the crosshatching of the bench.

The gnome cock pumps in and out of your mouth. You feel another cock pressing against your pussy. You moan out around the cock in your mouth as the gnome behind you plunges deep into you. The vibrations from your moan push the first gnome over the edge. His cum fills your mouth, you’re surprised by the sweet taste of the gnomish semen. You swallow the cum as he shoots his load into your mouth.

He pulls away just for another gnome to climb into his position. The new cock slides into your mouth, while the gnome behind you pounds your pussy. You feel other gnomes rubbing against your body, groping any bare piece of flesh they can find. The gnome behind you pulls out, you can feel his load shoot across your back. A cock slides into your pussy again, you can’t see but you assume it’s a different gnome now.

While a gnome cock pounds your pussy, you feel a hand massaging your clit. Your orgasm leaves you moaning around the cock in your mouth, your arms and legs gripping the bench below you. Your spasming sex grips the cock within, milking a hot load into your depths. The gnome slides out of you, but you’re given no rest as another mystery man slams into your cum filled cunt.

You lost track of your count somewhere around 20 gnomes, but that was a while ago you think you’ve been used by 50 to 60 gnomes by now. Your body is dripping in gnomish spunk, your holes leaking spent loads, and your stomach is full of cum. No gnome is fucking you, so you assume the cock in your mouth might be the last gnome in line.

The gnome groans as his cock twitches in your mouth. His cock head pops when it leaves your mouth. His cock spews a fresh load across your cum-coated face. For the first time, you’re left without a cock in you and you lay still against the bench. The gnomes cut your bindings and you fall from the bench, your exhausted body not ready to support you. They sit you up and bring a floating green crystal to you. The gnomes place your left hand in a wooden frame that stops you from pulling it away, not that you have the energy to do so.

They pull two wires from the coil wrapped around the crystal. A couple gnomes tug at the ring but it still refuses to budge. The gnomes holding the wires are wearing protective gloves as they bring the wire close to your hand. The crystal glows a bright green. You can see a white aura forming around your hand, pushing back against the gaining wires. The gnomes continue pushing until the wires finally meet the silver band on your hand.

You feel a rush of electricity flow through your body. The ring starts heating up feeling like fire wrapped around your finger. You scream out in pain, as a gnome approaches with a pair of tongs. He grips the ring and you’re relieved to feel the burning sensation stop. Your body relaxes as the gnomes release your hand and leave you to rest propped up against the bench. You look at your hand and can see a band of burns around your finger.

You see the gnomes gathering around the jungle gym. Some of them are dressed again, while others are still butt naked. At the top of the large spiral slide, you spot the boss gnome. Or at least you think it’s the boss gnome, you’re having a hard time telling one gnome apart from another. But the fact that all gnomes are looking up to him, makes you think he’s the boss. “Well boys, looks like we’re staying this time,” he holds up the ring and the crowd cheers. “So while the others run around taking pleasure in a visit, we will prepare for the long haul. Grab the girl, and let’s find a better fortress.”

When the boss gnome stops talking, you watch as the gnomes turn back towards you. Your mind screams at you to run, but your body refuses to comply. The gnomes bind your arms and hoist you up. You crowd surf the gnomes as they carry you away.