Wake up surrounded by a group of Bokoblin

Sometimes later, Purah had woken up as she had a huge headache. She noticed that she was on the ground and tried to get up, but she noticed that her arms and legs were tied up and started to remember what had happened.

The Bokoblin that had hit her from behind had come back with his friends, and they had caught her spying on them. She could feel the fear creeping up her spine as she looked around to see the same group of Bokoblins standing around her, their eyes gleaming with excitement and maliciousness.

The leader of the pack approached her, his cock still erect and glistening with excitement. He spoke in Moblin, and although she couldn't understand the words, she knew that the tone was lewd and threatening. The other Bokoblins chuckled and jeered as he reached out to touch her, his clawed hand tracing the curves of her body.

Purah's mind raced, trying to think of a way out of this dire situation. She knew that her knowledge of ancient technology could be a powerful bargaining chip if she could just get them to listen. She spoke up, her voice steady despite the fear clutching her throat. "I am a researcher," she said in Hylian. "I come in peace. I can give you something valuable in exchange for your mercy."

Unfortunately for Purah, Moblins are monsters and they possess only the intelligence of wild animals and beasts, so they can’t understand what she is saying, and besides even if they understand her the Moblin won’t be interested in technology, since they are all primal.

The leader Bokoblin sneered at her words, mistaking her bravado for weakness. He grabbed her chin, tilting her head up to meet his gaze. His breath was hot and foul, and Purah had to fight the urge to gag. She searched his eyes for any semblance of intelligence or reason but found none. He was going to have his way with her, and she had to find a way to stop him.

With a cruel chuckle, the Bokoblin leader pulled her glasses off, tossing them aside carelesd as he thrust his cock into her mouth. Purah's eyes widened in shock and disgust as the thick, slimy member filled her mouth. She struggled against her binds, but they held firm. The Bokoblins around her laughed as she choked and gagged, her cheeks bulging around the unwelcome intrusion. The taste was revolting, a mix of sweat and something she couldn't quite place but knew she never wanted to taste again.

Her mind raced, trying to form a plan. If she could somehow use her knowledge of ancient Sheikah tech against them, she might stand a chance. But how? Her thoughts grew more and more **** as the Bokoblin leader continued to face-fuck her, his grunts growing louder with each thrust. The others watched eagerly, waiting for their turn.

Eventually, the leader reached his limit and unleashed a whole load into her mouth, and Purah had **** but to swallow, tears streaming down her face as she did so. The leader pulled his cock from her mouth to allow her to breathe for a moment as the other Bokoblins grew impatient, and one of them stepped forward, his eyes glinting with excitement. He walks behind her as he tears a hole in the butt area of her bodysuit exposing her pussy and butthole before the Bokoblin grabs and lifts her ass into his face as he starts eating out in her pussy.

The sensation of the Bokoblin's rough tongue against her most sensitive area was overwhelming. Purah squirmed and writhed, trying to ignore the waves of revulsion crashing over her. The creature's saliva was thick and warm, and she could feel the heat of its breath on her skin. The taste of its cock still lingered in her mouth, a bitter reminder of her current situation.

Her thoughts raced as she tried to focus on anything but the degradation happening to her body. The Bokoblin's tongue delved deep into her, and she felt her resolve slipping away with each wet, sloppy lick. Her mind screamed for escape, but she knew that struggling would only excite them further.

Then Bokolin had stopped and let go of Purah’s ass as she was relieved that it was over, but it was short-lived as she felt something was pressed against her pussy as Purah realized that the Bokolin was trying to make her pussy wet enough that he could easily thrust his cock into her.

Her eyes widened in horror as she felt the Bokoblin's cock pushing against her, and she braced herself for the inevitable pain. He penetrated his cock into her, she felt a strange sensation—a warmth spreading through her body as it felt good for some reason and she can tell that his cock was almost as big as the leader.

Purah's mind was torn between the disgust and the odd pleasure that she was feeling, as she never experienced this kind of situation before. The creature's movements were rough and uncoordinated, but she could feel herself getting wetter with each thrust. It was as if her body was betraying her, responding to the primal instinct despite her mind's protests.

The Bokoblin's grunts grew louder, and she could feel his excitement building. He picked up his pace, his cock pumping in and out of her with increasing vigor. The sensation was overwhelming, and she had to fight to keep her eyes open, to stay present in the horror of what was happening to her.

As the creature's hips slammed into her, she felt a strange stirring deep within her. The pain was there, but it was mingled with something else—a dark, primal pleasure that she didn't want to acknowledge. Her breath hitched in her chest, and she bit her lip to keep from making any sound that might encourage them further.

The Bokoblin's thrusts grew more erratic, and she could feel his cock swelling inside her. With a final grunt, he emptied himself into her, the hot spurts of his cum filling her up and making her stomach churn. He pulled out, leaving her feeling violated and soiled. The other Bokoblins jeered and cheered, eagerly waiting their turn.

One by one, each Bokoblin takes their turns with her as each one of them had cum inside while her stomach gets bigger after they came inside.

Eventually, Most of the Bokoblin were spent except for the leader as the leader was the last and only one who had not fucked her pussy, yet. So, he has his rights to be the last one to fuck her.

The leader stood behind her while his cock is hard as he was ready to fuck her as he pressed his cock against Purah’s cum covered pussy. Purah didn't react or try anything since Purah’s mind was broken long time ago while she was fucked multiple times as Purah has ahegoe expression and her tongue out showing that she is already broken and no will to resist anymore!

Purah felt the leader’s cock stretch her already sore pussy, and she couldn't help but whimper as he began to thrust into her as his cock is bigger than any she had taken before. His movements were more calculated, more brutal than the others. He knew exactly how to hit her G-spot, and she felt the beginnings of an unwanted climax building within her. She opened her eyes widened, willing herself to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was pleasuring her.

The Bokoblin leader's grunts grew louder as he pounded into her, his clawed hands gripping her hips tightly. The other Bokoblins watched with envy, some of them stroking their own cocks as they awaited their turn to use her again. Purah's mind was a whirlwind of lust and a spark of pleasure. The old Purah wasn't truly enjoying this. But the new Purah will as moans escaping her lips showing the old Purah is gone forever.

Her eyes glazed over, she could feel the heat building within her, the climax growing closer with each powerful thrust. The moan of pure pleasure slipped out of her mouth. The leader Bokoblin grinned, his eyes gleaming with triumph as he felt her pussy tightening around him. He knew he had broken her, and the feeling of power was intoxicating.

With a final roar, he climaxed, filling her to the brim with his seed. Purah's body convulsed around him, her orgasm ripped from her with no efforts to resist. The Bokoblins around her cheered and hollered, their excitement reaching a fever pitch. The leader pulled out, his cock glistening with the mix of their juices. He stepped aside, panting heavily, and the others took their turns again, eager to feel the same power that their leader had just enjoyed.