...and waylaid.

As you stumble your way from the Wet Kitty, you become aware rather quickly of two people walking alongside you.
"Do you need some help, miss...?" a gruff voice, slurred by intoxication. {if WaylaidBOP =1
}A part of your mind that isn't numb from **** has the sense to feel dread. n...not again.... "Llleave me...mmph!" Hands close around your mouth and the familiar chuckles ring in your ears.
"It seems as though you haven't yet learned your lesson about intoxication, little cunt." Things proceed very much as before, with your attackers bringing you into a darkened tent, roughly removing your garments and stuffing your holes as you pass mercifully out of consciousness, and unmercifully back into it. {else
}
"...that's kind..." you mumble. "But...I'm fine..."
A hand grabs your arm on the other side. "You can barely walk...." this voice sounds...excited? You vaguely feel as though you should be...it slips away.
"Your..very kinnnd..." A hand grasps your other arm, and you feel hot breath on your ear.
"You should be careful about consuming so much ****, my lady." He chuckles. "You're a pretty one."
You black out. The next thing you remember, you are in some kind of tent, kneeling on a bed roll covered in a dirty blanket. Your breeches are gone, as are your undergarments. A cock is pumping your pussy from behind and your wrists are held tightly.
"No...what are you...mmph!" Your mouth is stuffed by a second cock.
"Shut up, cunt."
You make some weak noises of protest, but you're too intoxicated to do much about what's happening. The salty blast of semen in your mouth makes you want to vomit, but your mouth is held closed and you are **** to swallow. A warm, sticky feeling lets you know that your other assailant has cum in your pussy.
You continue to mercifully drift in and out of consciousness as they trade off on your holes. {endif
}{if Libido > 50
}Despite your unwillingness, you climax at least twice. {elseif Libido > 20
}Despite your unwillingness, you climax at least once during the ****. {endif
}
You awaken three hours later, curled in the fetal position in between two tents. Your breeches are around your knees, and your undergarments lay on the dirt next to you. Your pussy, asshole, and jaw all hurt. Your crotch and butt both feel sticky with drying cum, and your tunic is stained with the white fluid. In addition to the pain and indignity, you discover that {if Gold < 21
}the remainder of your gold has been stolen. {else
}you are missing 20 gold pieces. {endif
}