No chance!

Teysa adjusted her grip as the white-furred creatures moved in. She was only going to get one shot, she figured. As long as she kept up the momentum, didn't let them swarm her, she could bull her way through... maybe. The light wouldn't keep them at bay forever. She had to strike now, before they closed ranks.

With a shout Teysa charged forward, dagger arm high. She shoulder-barged into the nearest creature, bowling it over. As its neighbors pressed in around her, she slashed in a wide arc. Noxious black blood spurted from torn cheeks and slashed throats, and the wounded creatures let out an ear-splitting shriek. This seemed to enrage the mob, and they surged toward Teysa. She stomped down on the prone attacker and was rewarded with a sickening crack. Behind her, Aliara let out an elven war-whoop as she laid about herself with the dagger.

Got to keep moving. Teysa could feel herself getting bogged down. She pushed forward again and scattered the creatures with a kick, slashing her dagger back and forth to keep her assailants at arm's length.

One step, two... she was pushing her way through the mob, but they crowded around her, slashing and nipping at her heels. She held the orb high, and it seemed to be keeping them at bay. They wouldn't retreat from the light, but they weren't too eager to charge into it. Periodically she shook it to renew its brightness. Was it fading, or was that just her imagination?

A hideous face loomed out of the darkness. A wiry, scarred monster leapt over its cohorts and launched itself at her face. Teysa lashed out with a **** kick to fend it off, and her boot connected solidly. They must weigh next to nothing at all. The creatures' filthy, matted fur made them look bigger than they were, but they were emaciated wretches underneath. The creature she had kicked flew off into the darkness, but the kick had left her dangerously unbalanced. Teysa could feel herself tipping over. She windmilled her arms frantically, and barely kept her balance-- but a claw came swiping out of the darkness and caught her pinwheeling arm a glancing blow. The orb of light flew out of her grasp and bounced away across the cave floor.

The mob let out a low, terrible moan. Teysa shuddered. It was a victorious ululation. As one, they swarmed forward in a manic rush, all hesitation forgotten. Claws were at her elbows, her waist, her neck... she slashed desperately as she was dragged down, but the creatures piled on, overbearing her and pulling her down. She screwed her eyes shut and waited for the fatal blow, but it never came.

Instead, she felt herself grabbed by dozens of pairs of claws. They pulled and pinched at her. One creature grabbed her dagger. Another rent the fabric of her robe and pulled, tearing away a wide swatch. They were all over her, pulling her hair out in chunks, ripping her clothes to pieces, taking her boots... but not killing her, not even striking to wound. A thousand tiny lacerations covered her body, but she got the impression that they were the result of clumsy and incautious handling, not deliberate injury.

Teysa felt herself being hoisted by many pairs of claws and carried away. In the pitch darkness of the cave it was impossible to see where she was going, but a cold wind blew over her and raised gooseprickles on her bare skin. The pit, she realized. They're taking me into the pit.

Indeed, she could feel herself descending. The creatures were marvelously skilled climbers, and they easily managed the descent with their burden. The pit was not as deep as Teysa had suspected; after no more than twenty meters, they reached a level surface. The darkness was complete but somewhere nearby Teysa could hear water moving, and another cold breeze made her shiver. Bizarrely, she felt her nipples hardening in response to the cold. For some reason this natural bodily reaction shamed her, and she tried to reach her arms up to cover her breasts. The creatures wouldn't allow it. They grabbed hold of her limbs and pulled until she was spread-eagled, facing down. They held her there for some time. It was impossible to see what was happening, but she had the impression of movement, of figures shifting around in the darkness. The creatures were silent now and it was impossible to tell how many were present. Teysa called out experimentally. "Aliara? Li, are you there?" Something struck her face, there and gone before she could see. She heard Li somewhere to her right, but the half-elf's voice was muffled and indistinct.

She felt something brush her leg, and had a moment to wonder what was happening before she felt a pressure between her pussy lips. She had barely a moment to cry out before a pair of ragged claws closed around her hips and something wet and hard thrust into her from behind.

Teysa cried out in pain and shock. She could barely believe what was happening to her. She writhed in the creatures' grasp, trying to free herself, but to no avail. They were spry and strong, and there were at least four of them holding her down. The creature mounting her pistoned into her quim with brutal, merciless strokes. Despite their small stature, the creature's cock felt enormous, and every time it bottomed out Teysa had to bite back a scream.

Her **** jackhammered her ceaselessly for what felt like an hour. His claws dug into her hips and left painful welts. This close, she could smell the rancid stink of his breath. The coarse thatch of fur around the base of his shaft rubbed her bruised pussy every time he thrust, leaving it raw and sore. She could feel a change in the creature's breathing patterns-- he was getting closer. One more massive thrust slammed into her so hard that she yelped, then she felt the monster's cock twitch as he began to fill her tight passage with his seed. A torrent of hot, sticky spunk gushed out of him. She could feel it coating her inner walls. It seemed to go on and on, but finally he withdrew, his flaccid cock sagging out of her. A thin trickle of his spunk began to ooze down her leg. Teysa hung her head and sobbed as she felt another creature taking up a position behind her.

This one's rod was, fortunately, shorter, but if anything it was thicker than the first. She could feel her nether lips stretching apart to accommodate him. To her shame, the knobbly texture of this creature's cock was rubbing her in just the right way. His thrusts, though not gentle, were softer, and she could feel herself getting wet. She tried to remind herself that she was being violated in the dark by monsters, but despite her dire circumstances a warm fog of arousal was creeping into her brain. She bucked her hips against him as he thrust, desperately grinding her clit into his fur when he bottomed out. She groaned as each grind sent a tingle of sparks through her body.

Abruptly, this creature finished as well, squirting his seed deep into her cunt. She shook her hips in aggravation as he withdrew. She needed release! Needed it! Part of her was still lucid enough to feel horrified and ashamed at her wantonness, but the rest craved more. She did not have long to wait. Another assailant took up position behind her. Teysa had just a second to notice that his cock was lining up with the wrong hole before he plunged himself hip-deep into her tight, puckered ass.

This time she did scream, and loudly. The knobs that had felt so good in her pussy felt like they were tearing her ass apart. The creature was far too large to fit himself all the way in her narrow backdoor, but he tried anyways. Teysa felt like an overstuffed sausage. She could feel him trying to push deeper, farther, into a passage that simply could not accommodate him. Frustrated, the creature partially withdrew, then slammed home again, eliciting another cry of agony. Finding his maximum possible depth he began to thrust hard and fast. Teysa could feel the rod churning up her insides and blinked back tears. She tried to pull her hips away from him or to twist to one side to keep him from penetrating too deeply, but to no avail. After what seemed like ages, this creature shuddered and fired off blast after blast of piping-hot goo deep into her battered bowels.

After this it was a parade of creatures, one after another. Most took her honeypot, but a few more pounded her rectum, leaving it bruised and flaring with pain. At some point midway through her ordeal the things dropped her on the ground, but she barely noticed. Her mind was inflamed with lust and her body was sore and aching. Her breasts ground painfully into the pebbled cave floor as one of the creatures rode her. Teysa was miles away, her eyes rolled back into her head as yet another orgasm shot through her, jiggling her thighs and milking the thing's cock. He responded by shooting yet another warm, goopy load into her dripping cunny.

Teysa lost count after thirty-two. A mixture of putrid semen and her own juices glugged out of her battered, gaping pussy and pooled around her in a puddle. She could feel her stomach and thighs getting sticky, but lacked the energy to get up and do anything about it. Just a little while. I'll rest just a little while, then I'll escape. It was a comforting thought.

Teysa and Aliara lost track of the days, down there in the darkness. The creatures brought raw meat for them to eat, and the underground stream was potable. They tried to escape several times, but it was futile; down there in the darkness, all they could do was blunder away, to be easily caught. Gradually, Teysa withdrew into herself. When it was time to breed her, she went far, far away, until one day she just never came back.

(GAME OVER)