Drinkin game

You enjoy an evening of strong mead and tall tales of adventure shared around a camp fire. Gary, getting noticeably drunk, attempts to assuage your fears of the battle the next day, elaborating on how incredibly pathetic you would have to be to lose to a goblin, even as a commoner. Your mind casts back to your failure at the tendrils of low level slimes and you blush, wondering what Gary would call you if he had seen you then at your most helpless.

"We'll find out how well you can fight tomorrow," Gary continues in slightly slurred speech, "Hey pour me some more" he calls out to no one in particular. You jump up on compulsion, looking around for the wineskin before finding it in the hands of Selile, you try not to look incredibly guilty as she hands it to you with a wide smile. Waving you over to Gary who holds his glass up for you.

All eyes suddenly glued to you, you pour Gary some mead and turn back to your seat. Yelping in surprise, you feel a strong hand smack and then grab one of your ample ass cheeks. "Now that's what I'm talking about!" He exclaims as you sit back down blushing, your perky nipples starting to show through the thin dress. "Even if you're shit in combat, we'll keep ya"

Selile, looking completely sober in spite of the mead, turns towards you as you look down ashamed, having trouble meeting anyone's eyes, particularly hers.

Claudia, honey," She starts, "I want to ask you some questions and I want you to be completely honest with us, is that alright?"

You nod, the ongoing order to obey flattening out your desire to go hide your head in a bush,

"Who told you that you didn't deserve to ride your horse earlier, who made you carry those bags today?"

"He did" You say, nodding over to the black equine beauty seemingly napping underneath a nearby oak in the darkening twilight.

Seline and Royal's eyes widen with realization. Gary's are buried in his mug.

"Oh my" Seline says a mixture of emotions crossing her face. Gary burps a loud one. "It seems we may be a party of 5 instead of 4. Do make sure to translate if he ever says anything for us." Seline tells you earnestly.

"Yes..." you say immediately "I'll do that, he can be very talkative sometimes" you grin.

"One more thing, dear." Seline says, "Stand up"

You do so with little hesitation now, walking over at her indication.

"Kneel down, open your mouth." You do so moments before she haucks up a large glob of honey mead flavored snot and saliva and spits it into your waiting mouth. "Swallow." She commands, smirking at you as you swallow with a small moan, somehow getting off on being degraded by a woman you have known for less than 2 days. "go sit on Gary's lap."

"Whooohoo" Shouts gary as you ginger sit on his lap, two hairy arms quickly wrapping around your waste, one of them slapping onto your wet pussy with unintentional **** and the other snaking up between your boobs to place a couple salty fingers in your mouth. You feel a haze cover your mind as you're steadily edged toward orgasm by this fighter's rough fingers.

"Eyes over here, slut." Seline commands from her seat, a hand disappearing into her pants as she watches you get violated. "Couple more questions. If you answer them we'll let you cum." You nod vigorously in the elf's direction.

"You like getting treated like a free use whore?" You gasp at her harsh language, trying to think of anything else that could describe what you are right now. "I said, Do You Like, Being Our Little Party Slut?"

Finally you moan out a "yeesss" between the fingers still violating your mouth.

"Will you sign a wager with us that if you don't kill a single goblin in the raid tomorrow, you will become the party's loot puppy."

You nod even more vigorously, Gary's rough hand vibrating forcefully over your entire lower region.

"Cum, bitch, cum at the thought of becoming ours tomorrow."

You cum, like super hard, like so hard everything goes white again and you blackout until the next day.