By fucking them all of course (MMMF)

Ciri looked up at him again, her face now flushed. She couldn’t mask the desire caused by her returning memories. The man seemed to sense it. His anger was soon replaced with something else.

"Maybe there is a way we can make this right," The man offered. Ciri only nodded, dumbfounded. She couldn't believe she was doing this. She let the man take her hand and lead her into one of the back rooms of the tavern.

She found herself on a bed at a loss, her mind still a haze of lost memories and unwanted feelings. It had been amazing, the best time of her entire life and just the briefest thought of it made an indescribable warmth pool between her legs. She wanted to experience it again so desperately that she didn't fight when the man put his hand under her chin and tilted her head up to look at him.

“Paying your debts,” The man said. “An honorable thing to do.”

The man's cock was already out and with one hand firmly on the back of Ciri's head the other tightly around the bottom of her jaw he pushed his cock into her mouth. He shoved her forward violently, forcing his dick down as far he could. He was only half-hard so he slipped easily into Ciri's mouth and down her throat. Ciri gagged before he pulled back up.

Images of the men in the cave using her and filling her completely flashed through Ciri's head. She almost felt the long delicate tongue of the Succubus licking her clean before slipping between her legs to kiss her most tender areas.

Ciri moaned wildly against the cock in her mouth. She whimpered in anticipation before moaning again as she sealed her lips around him and began to suck.

"Unghh," Ciri cried out as the man began moving in and out of her mouth roughly.

Saliva drooled from Ciri's lips as the man **** himself down her throat. His hand tightening against the back of her head holding her firm and he groaned in pleasure as he felt the young beauty's throat convulse around him.

"That's a good little whore," The man groaned loudly. He pulled out, leaving Ciri gasping as drool trailed from her lips to his cock. She looked up at him with teary eyes, shocked that she was letting this random man use her so thoroughly.

The man took his rock hard shaft in one hand and rubbed it across Ciri’s face, smearing her features with her own saliva and his precum. He was a little surprised when she simply stared back up at him with those striking green eyes and her mouth open, almost as if she was daring him to do more.

He smiled down at her and moved back toward's Ciri's mouth. Ciri eagerly parted her lips, ready for the next throat fucking. She couldn't help herself; it was like she was possessed. One hand wrapped around his shaft and the other moved down between her legs. She unlaced her pants and snaked her hand under the leather to find her wet and warm core. Her fingers danced over her engorged clit and she nearly came right there and then.

The man's cock tasted like sweat and piss and it turned Ciri on to no end. Her lips sealed tightly around his shaft as she bathed him as best she could with her tongue. She enjoyed the way he groaned and moaned and twitched against her cheek.

Once again Ciri was left gasping as the man pulled away. His breathing was heavy as he took in the sight of this gorgeous white haired girl kneeling submissively before him. He had no idea how it had managed to come to this but he hardly cared.

"Get up," He muttered and Ciri complied readily. The man noticed that Ciri's pants were undone and one of her hands gleamed with proof of her own arousal. He pushed Ciri back until the back of her knees hit the haggard bed. Ciri fell back, now sitting on the bed. The man continued to push until she lay down on her back.

Reaching down, the man grabbed both sides of Ciri's pants and slipped them off her toned legs. He ran his hands up and down her thighs, tracing the rose tattoo on her thigh before he reached up to her shirt and tore it open.

"Fuck me," Ciri whispered. Seeing the man's large cock bobbing between her legs was nearly too much for her to take.

The man swallowed hard and grabbed Ciri's thighs, pulling her to the edge of the bed. He teased her at first, rubbing the head of his cock against her moist slit before finally forcing the first inch of his length inside of her.

It was enough to make Ciri whimper before crying out as he thrust himself inside her. All pretenses of gentleness gone, the man drove himself as hard as he could, punishing Ciri's cunt with his cock.

Ciri gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head as she came violently. Her body lifting off the bed, she grasped to hold on to anything.

His second thrust was harder than the first, driving her into the bed so hard it almost broke the frame.

"Oh gods, ohh!!!" Ciri moaned with every thrust. Sparks of need and pleasure shot up her body with such strength that she could barely think. Her body whirled into overdrive as she laid there, willingly getting fucked to orgasm.

The man's balls slapping against Ciri's ass, the sound of his animalistic grunts filling her ears and the feeling of his flesh crushing against hers was too much for Ciri to bear. Her world collapsed around her. The muscles in her stomach tightened first and then her pussy convulsed, milking the mans cock, before waves of pleasure shot down to her toes and up her back.

“Fuck,” Ciri whimpered, “Ohh fuck...” Her eyes closed she was overwhelmed with pleasure. Her head began to spin.

Ciri suckled on the cock as it throbbed in her mouth. Her lips were wrapped tightly around its head and she watched with half-closed eyes as the the shaft violently expanded, pumping the final drops of its seed into her warm,waiting mouth.

The worker pulled away with a satisfied grunt and slunk down to the floor beside the bed. Ciri turned away, looking up at the dancing shadows on the ceiling as she rolled the cum around in her mouth before swallowing it.

Ciri sighed, content. Glancing down at her body, she noticed that her bare flesh was covered in sweat and cum. Scratch marks ran up and down her sides and strings of drying seed ran up and down her torso.

Ciri ran a hand over her breast, collecting some of the fluid before rubbing it between her fingers. She had never imagined it was feel so good, taste so good. She curled up cocooning herself in the warm furs when she felt a hand slip around her waist.

“I told you,” the Succubus whispered, somehow sliding beside Ciri without the Witcheress noticing. The Succubus's hand slipped lower on Ciri's stomach and immediately Ciri felt the warmth return.

“But you must return.”

Ciri was lost in a haze of ecstasy and could little more than moan and be fucked. The man's thrusts became erratic, faster and faster until he groaned out and Ciri felt his seed spill inside of her.

Her own breathing slowed as she tried to recover and make sense of what just happened.

The man didn't speak as he pulled out of her and Ciri felt his juices, mixed with her own, leak out from her swollen sex. She stared half-dazed up at the straw ceiling, her breathing heavy.

Ciri didn’t move as she heard him collect himself and leave the room. She swallowed heavily, not sure what to do. Her heart rate started to return to normal.

The door creaked open again and it was enough to rouse Ciri from her thoughts. She leaned up and saw the cook now standing just inside the door. He reached back, closing it behind him. He smiled at Ciri before he began undoing his pants. Almost immediately the warmth between Ciri's legs returned even stronger this time.

The cook moved closer and Ciri smiled back.

The village was small, with a few farms and a few more houses in its center. But to Ciri it might as well been Novigrad as a seemingly countless amount of men waited to take their turn with her.

It was endless and Ciri eagerly awaited each new man. She sucked and fucked and swallowed countless loads, enjoying it more and more every time. She would pass out cumming in one man's arms, then awaken to the harsh gruntings of another using her **** body.

It was blissfully ignorant ecstasy, a high she had never experienced before. She had no idea how much time had passed. All she could think about was the next man who walked through her door.

So when the door opened and Ciri sat up from the bed to greet the man she was surprised to find not a man but the honey-skinned Succubus from the cave staring back at her.

The Succubus grinned and took a deep breath of the sex filled air.

"I must thank you," the creature said as it kneeled down in front of Ciri. "You did better than I ever could have imagined."

Ciri stared back in shock.

"You did this to me," Ciri whispered. The Succubus nodded before leaning over until her mouth was close enough to Ciri's breast to lick her. Ciri shut her eyes, shuddering, as the Succubus sucked Ciri's nipple into her mouth and then licked her way up to her neck. The Succubs pulled back and licked her lips with a grin.

"You were the perfect distraction so I could take care of the other villagers and make sure this little town was safe for a visit," The Succubus said, seemingly content.

"...Other villagers?" Ciri asked breathlessly.

"The three from the cave were so much fun I decided I wanted the whole village," The Succubus grinned.

"But... you can't," Ciri protested.

The Succubus’s eyes lit up with mischief.

"Can't I?" She grinned. She patted Ciri on the top of her head. "Don't you worry your pretty little head, Sweetie. I won't hurt a soul! It's not in my nature. They will all live, farm, and go on with their small little lives. Keeping me happy with a meal here and there and a warm body in my bed every once in a while won't hurt them none."

Ciri opened her mouth to speak but the Succubus leaned in once again, capturing Ciri's lips with her own in a deep passionate kiss. The monster could taste all the men that came before and moved to straddle the young monster hunter. Then the Succubus suddenly pulled away, leaving Ciri breathless.

"And as your reward for being an incredibly fuckable distraction, " The Succubus said, "I will give you a choice: if you'd like, you can leave leave my little paradise."

A sense of focus that Ciri had not been able to muster for the last few days seemed to flood back into her for a moment.

"Of course, if you wish to," The Succubus added, "You could always stay and be my plaything. Mmm," She hummed as she twirled a strand of Ciri's hair between two of her fingers.