In the Arena again!

Dorma hated feeling the way she did, but try as she might she could not fight the sensations rippling through her body. The large amphibian that railed her from behind was an expert in the ways of breeding. Dorma's eyes closed as the thick cock sliced inside her tight pussy. Her mouth wrapped eagerly around the prick in her mouth. Drowning out her own moans of passion. Even with her eyes closed, she could not drown out the women that surrounded her. The screams had changed drastically by now. Guttural moans of intense ecstasy filled the Arena, interspersed with the cheering crowds. It was as if the frogs could time the female’s orgasms to occur all at once. The only screams of anguish now came from the newer female slaves, unaccustomed to the breeding. This reminded Dorma of Susan's plight.

Reluctantly she opened her eyes. And looked up to the podium where Sue was being held. Dorma cringed at the sight of the blonde beauty, whose arms were fastened to the railing. Sue's eyes were wide staring forward, a blankness of someone staring into a void. Dorma saw the reason for Sue's pain. The heroine's mouth hung open in a painful cringe. The general of the frogs was behind her, his arms grasping her uncovered ass, the short dress hiked up to her waist. No doubt, the frog leader was deep in Susan's womanhood. Dorma saw the fat beast’s wide-eyed grin as his head flew back. It was clear he was in heaven.

Something about the scene brought a primal urge into Dorma, as she watched the disgusting fat frog fuck her ally. Dorma began to meet her frog master's thrusts with her own as she watched with the disgusting yet immensely erotic coupling on the podium. Then she saw the general pick up his pace and ram Susan hard against the railing. Her breasts hung over the railing and she was speared, she looked as if she may fall. Dorma felt the rippling intensity of her first orgasm of the day and as the frog let out a rolling grunt from its throat, his cock erupted into Dorma sending her over the edge. As she came, her hands instinctively wrapped around the balls of the frog in front of her and her squeezing seemed to be just what the frog needed as torrents of sperm entered Dormas mouth. As she milked the frog's balls of its potent seed, she glanced at the podium again.

To her embarrassment Susan was staring directly at her now. Susan's face was flush red. No longer did Dorma care for what the blonde human thought . Fuck her! Dorma reasoned. She loved her place in this tribe. In fact, she hoped that the general turned that blonde bitch quickly! Few had resisted the mighty frog general, and Sue would be no different. The thoughts of Sue's submission filled her head. And Dorma's own head flew back in another orgasm, joining the moans of the female slaves.

Back on the podium, the frog general smiled as he rammed his long, thick cock into his new ****’s ass. It was clear her former mate had not reached these depths as the tightness he felt meant he was in virgin territory. He cared little that the girl stood motionless making no noise. Her body had already betrayed her, as she was dripping wet.
With that, he pounded her hard until she was obscenely bent over the pole. The frog guards own erections could be seen through their loincloths. The general always got the best woman. And they always broke. They could see she would be no different as beads of sweat formed around her uncovered ass. The frog general saw this too, and he watched as the new **** was intently watching the blue-skinned woman. The general smiled as the blue-skinned **** began to fuck back at her captor frog and moan in orgasm.

He pulled her hair back and whispered in her ear. "Do you like what you see?"
The girl did not turn to meet his gaze "Fuck you!" was all she replied. Such strong will, he thought. He would love breaking it. He let go of her hair and grabbed her thick hips with his hands. The frog began to expertly pound her. He saw her head move back and he knew her body was responding. He began to quicken the pace, making sure he entered her fully each time. Little moans began to escape her lips. She finally cried out. "Please stop this. I will do anything. No moooo" but her voice trailed off. He knew she was close, so he played his hand and stopped immediately. Pulling out of her, he smiled as her ass tried to recapture the green member. "What?" she asked confused. She whimpered softly, "What are you doing?"

With all the power he could muster, he replaced his loincloth. And then he sat back on the throne. "You will beg me for it in time ****." He motioned for another female to be brought in to please him. Sue collapsed to the floor, and cried as a furry red hair covered cat-like female bent before the frog general and began to suck his cock, which was drenched in Susan's juices.

Susan lowered her head as the guards dragged her to the general's tent. They threw her inside. She was sick to her stomach. But more than anything she was exhausted. Knowing it would be a grave mistake she crawled slowly to the soft bed of the general frog and layed down, almost instantly falling asleep.

A few hours later, she awoke to commotion at the entrance to the hut. It was the frog general. He smiled at the treasure lying in his bed. She should fight she thought, try to escape. However, as the mighty general frog disrobed she merely turned her head and moved over in the large bed, trying to reason with herself that she was to weak to fight. She felt the bed sag as his fat form laid next to her.