A test of her resolve.

With a click, the door closed, darkening the room. The only light was coming from a torch behind her. NotthatXena paid any attention to how much light the room had. Caught in the overwhelming ecstasy of the second orgasm, she screamed her pleasure to the room. Her body spasmed and pulled against her bonds, making the wood shake, but they held firm and kept her in place.

When her orgasm had run its course, she felt her pussy still being fucked relentlessly, and the pleasure it gave her was extremely welcoming. Despite that, she tried desperately to break out of her binds. But those attempts were cut short when her body and mind began to fill with an overwhelming need to cum. She fought against her desires as best she could, but despite her best efforts, the runes effortlessly returned her body and mind to the same state she was before: **** from hours of teasing and denial, extremely sensitive, and just at the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm.

For a full minute, she was fucked in this state. Her entire being ready to cum at the slightest touch, but unable until the runes let her. At the end of that minute, the runes finally released their hold on Xena, and when the man fucking her thrust into her hypersensitive pussy once more, the pleasure was too much and Xena violently came once again.

Her pussy clamped down hard on the invasive cock, milking it for all it was worth. This proved too much for the man fucking her, and while Xena was occupied by her own orgasm he came as well, coating her insides with the first of what would be many.

The man withdrew from Xena's pussy, making the bound Amazone moan, and was quickly replaced by a new one. He wasted no time and began fucking Xena in a steady pace of deep thrusts, each making her moan and grunt, and eventually scream and trash as she was **** to cum over and over. Xena had no idea how long a long cycle would be, but she swore to herself that she would not give these beasts the pleasure of hearing her beg.

Her resolve set, she clenched her teeth trying to stifle the sounds of pleasure the men fucking her **** from her body. She knew it was because of the runes that she acted this way, but that did nothing to diminish the effect it had. The pleasure was very real, and each orgasm she was **** to endure overwhelmed her mind and pressed against her resolve. When the fucking stopped, she had a few precious moments to recover. But while she did, the need and desire kept rising inside of her. Soon, her body WANTED to be fucked, and her mind NEEDED the satisfaction that only an orgasm could bring.

With a loud scream, Xena came once again, Despite the many times she already came, it was still as strong as the first and she was beginning to feel the exhaustion catch up to her. After a few more thrusts, the man fucking her came as well, and she felt her overworked pussy fill up with his semen. She braced herself for the next man, but no-one stepped up. Thankful for the rest, she tried to get her body back under control. She was breathing heavily from the numerous orgasms she was **** to endure. Her body was covered in sweat, making it glisten in the low torchlight. Because she was bent forward, her breasts hang free and were swinging gently with each breath she took, making for quite an enticing sight.

Now that she as no longer fucked or distracted by orgasms, she tried to take stock of her body. The first thing she noticed was that her pussy and thighs were covered with sticky fluid. The sheer amount of men that came inside of her, and the powerful contractions her pussy made each time she came herself, had **** the cum out and down her legs. She liked to think it was just the men's semen covering her legs, but a few times the orgasm was so strong that she squirted, this caused the many men around her to laugh and jeer at her.

The second thing she found out was that the runes were still working their vile magic on her. She felt her nipples harden as the desire and need began to build inside her. Her clit was thrumming with anticipation, **** for the touch that would bring relief. The need kept growing inside of her, higher and higher until it became unbearable. It rose higher still, well beyond that point she could handle, and there it stayed.

Xena's body was now primed to cum at the slightest touch, her rapid breathing made her breasts sway back and forth. Her nipples were so hard and sensitive that she actually moaned in pleasure as small the occasional draft of wind blew past her. Her pussy was **** for any form of stimulation, so wet that Xena's own fluids started to mix with the semen left on the in and outside of her cunt. But the worst was her clit. The sensitive bundle of nerves was tense to the point that she had trouble keeping her composure, it needed something, anything to release all this pent up pressure.

But nothing happened. None of the men approached her to fuck her. No hands reached out to play with her large breasts as they did while they fucked her. No palms slapping her ass. No taunts to humiliate her. Just the silence, and the ever-present, overwhelming need to cum.

Xena tried to occupy her mind with thoughts of ****, or how good it would feel if she proved too strong to break. But after a scant few seconds of trying to think of something else, her mind was drawn back to the need inside her body, and the refusal of the men to do something about it.

The minutes dragged on endlessly in Xena's mind. She squirmed in her bonds, futilely trying to break free, while her body burned with a desire to orgasm. She was so focused on keeping her wits about her, that she failed to notice the man approaching her from behind. She gave a yell of surprise when she felt his hand against her pussy. A yell that quickly, and against her will, turned into a satisfied moan when he began to lightly move his hand around. It has been so long since they had stopped fucking her, her body welcomed the touch against her aching cunt.

The hand slowly moved up and down across her lower lips, ever so lightly touching the sensitive flesh. Every other stroke he would go high enough that a single finger passed over her clit. With the barest of pressure, he would pass over the hypersensitive bundle of nerves, making Xena moan and sigh from the contact. But the touch was never enough to tip her over, she was still **** to cum. One of the fingers slipped inside her wet folds and began to tease her from the inside as well, making Xena's need rise even higher than it already was.

'Did you enjoy your moment of rest? I hope so because we are far from done with you.'

It took all of her remaining willpower, but Xena managed to remain silent. In response, the man inserted a second finger into her pussy. This time Xena let out a deep, long moan of pleasure, and her pussy clamped around the slowly moving fingers, desperately trying to get off. Her hips began moving on her own and she began to fuck the hand between her legs.

The man laughed when he saw that.

'Such a cheap whore you are. I expected more from the mighty Xena. But I guess in the end even you are ruled by your cunt. Tell me, how badly do you want this?'

Xena clenched her teeth so she wouldn't reply, afraid what her mouth would say if she let it. She tried to keep her hips from moving, but it was a futile attempt. Her body craved pleasure, demanded to be pushed that last bit into blissful release. And now that it was being pleasured, it would not be stopped by whatever her mind wanted.

Xena fought a losing battle against her body as the pleasure slowly threatened to overwhelm her. That was when a third finger was inserted. The little control Xena had left shattered as the pleasure in her pussy rose yet again, she as hanging on the edge of release and her body was desperately trying to take that final step.

'Nothing to say? No fain thread? Or witty remark? Do you want this to stop? It can all end right now. All you need to do is beg. Beg for this to stop, and it will be all over.'

It took an enormous amount of effort, but Xena managed to remain silent.

'Nothing to say? Very well then, let's see how you feel about this.'

In one swift motion, he slammed his fingers as deep into Xena's pussy as he could. At the deepest point, he curled his fingers against her inner walls, and just as quickly pulled them out. The sudden, violent motion caught Xena by surprise, so she was unprepared when the raw pleasure slammed against her core.

Xena's orgasm was delicately balanced at the edge of her sanity, but with this single action, he flung her over the edge and her mind went blank as the orgasm exploded within her. She screamed loudly and trashed against the stockade as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure **** its way out of her body.

Xena's mind slowly drifted back into focus, and the first thing she noticed was the hand still moving around inside her pussy. She faintly heard the dripping sound of liquid and realised that she must have squirted quite a bit for it to still be dripping from her. She tried to centre herself, but to her dismay, she already felt the desire building inside of her. The hand disappeared from between her legs, and she couldn't hold back a wail of disappointment from emptiness now coming from her pussy. Her wail was cut short, however, when three fingers where shoved into her mouth.

Her taste buds were assaulted by a mix of bitter and sweet, as her own pussy juice was smeared against the insides of her mouth.

'Like I said, a cheap whore. Oh don't worry, there is plenty more where that came from, and we have only just begun.'

Before Xena could make any form of response, a new hand was inserted into her pussy. This hand had smaller fingers, but they were much more dexterous, reaching places the previous couldn't. Another pair of hands grabbed her hanging breasts and began to lovingly play with them, paying extra attention to her sensitive and eternally hard nipples.

Behind her, well out of her sight, two hourglasses stood side by side on a shelf. One was four times bigger than the other. One of the men reached over to the large hourglass, and turned it over, signalling the beginning of the second cycle.

Xena's screams of pleasure filled the room, signalling that yet another mind-blowing orgasm had been **** from her body.