Make no attempt to stop his advances

You feel the sudden urge to flee or maybe even to try to fight back. Though fear holds you in place. Your legs can’t seem to muster the courage to attempt and escape as you lay there without a say in what’s to come. The man kneels down and roughly pulls your trousers down to your ankles. The sudden cold of the air hitting your exposed bottom elicits a sudden yelp from you.

“You must be very excited for this… hm?” the man says with a hint of maliciousness.

Only thing I’m excited for is to ram my bloody fist into yer smug fuckin’ face…

“Ya know, not sure I’ve ever even fucked a dwarf fore' this.”

He pulls you by the hips to be on your hands and knees. He pulls over a nearby discarded crate and places it in front of you. He continues.

“So rare, she-dwarves leave the safety of the mountains. A man’s gotta wonder why that is…”

He grabs your hands and places them on the crate propping you against it.

“You’re gonna wanna hold onto this.”

The curdling sound of forming spit is followed by something wet hitting your asshole.

“Little extra lubrication never hurt yeah?”

You feel a building sensation of discomfort as the tip of his cock begins to push into your ass. You grit your teeth as he pushes further in.

Agh! This was much easier taken in the mouth.

He begins to bottom out as you feel him begin to settle a steady rhythm.

Fuck me… I think I’ve had stab wounds more pleasant than this.