Exhausted

Accompanied by a scream of pleasure did the latest orgasm tore through Xena's body. The hand that was fucking her pussy left, and for the first time since they resumed their **** did Xena have a moment of rest.

Unknown to her, the large hourglass had emptied, meaning she was up for another period of waiting.

The various men standing around the room gave their prisoner a once over. Xena's body was covered in a layer of sweat, her eyes were unfocused, and her breathing was heavy from the toll the many, many orgasms took on her body. Her tighs and the area's around her pussy were slick with juice, both her own and from the men that had fucked her earlier. Her pussy was red from the intense stimulation, and the occasional aftershock of her most recent orgasm made her twitch. Her head was swaying back and forth, just barely awake, but clearly, the past two cycles have had an effect on the proud warrior.

Knowing she was about to pass out from exhaustion, one of the men turned to a table hidden in the dim light and approached Xena with a goblet.

Xena was currently barely aware of what was going on around her. Her mind was overwhelmed by the amount, and magnitude, of the orgasms she was **** to endure. Never before had she experienced an ordeal like this. This was a torment of a whole new level. She had been tortured before, and she had always outlasted her enemies, but this was something else entirely.

But her fight to maintain her willpower had so far been successful. They had used her body for hours now, and she was close to breaking, but she knew she was reaching her physical limits. Her mind drifted in all directions, unable to focus on one thing. That is until those accursed runes **** her body back to the same state of **** need. When that happened, she could focus on only one thing. Longing, and fearing the orgasm that was waiting to be released.

But it would soon be over. With each minute, she felt her consciousness retreat further away. Back into the safety of blissful unconsciousness. A hand grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back up. She was faintly aware of something pressed against her lips, and a cool liquid being poured into her mouth. It tasted like water, and had a tinge of sweetness to it, like honey. Eagerly she drank the entire goblet, **** to replace some of the fluids she had lost through sweat or cum.

When the goblet was empty, her hair was released, and her face fell forward. Breathing heavily, with a tired body, held only in place by the iron and wood stockade, she waited for her consciousness to fade.

And waited.

And waited.

Her lower body began to squirm under the ever-present need building inside her pussy. Her breath slowly calmed down, going from heavy breathing to a more lustful panting. Her body was ready again, **** to get some more release, despite the already many orgasms she had. Xena wondered if the man would continue abusing her when she would eventually lose consciousness, and her drowsy, lust-filled mind created an image of an **** Xena being relentlessly fucked by countless men, writhing in ecstasy despite her unresponsive mind.

Soon now. Too exhausted to keep up a pretence of resistance, she waited for the darkness to claim her.

And waited.

And waited.

She was that close to blacking out, but somehow, her mind refused to give up. Her surprise must have been obvious because she heard one of the men speak to her.

'Surely you didn't think it would be so easy? You really thought we would let you lose consciousness while you haven't told us what we wanted to hear. That goblet of water you just drank, contained a very special potion. It's designed to keep you awake, no matter what will happen, you won't be able to escape. There is no escape for you, and as I told you, we still have so much more in store for you. Unless there is something you want to tell us?'

She couldn't believe it, She was this close to escaping this nightmare, at least temporarily. But even that was denied. The unfairness of it caused her to tap into her last bits of rage. Her eyes focused for a moment in the direction the voice came from, and with great effort, she managed to give them a reply.

'Fuck you.'

The man around her laughed at her. She felt a hand touch her chin, and her face was pushed up until she was looking at the face of one of the men.

'Oh don't worry, we intend to. We plan to fuck you quite a lot, for as long as it takes. And trust me, be it hours or days, we're going to keep this up until you submit it. And you're going to be awake for it. Every, single, minute.'

Xena stared into the dark eyes of the man holding her face, and she saw the complete seriousness of what he said. And for the first time in many years, she was afraid.

'Oh looks like your break is almost over. Let's see, what to do next. More groping? you liked that. Or perhaps a new round of fucking? You sure enjoyed that a lot. Or maybe we should use pain? I'm actually eager to find out how you react to that. Or maybe something else? So many options to choose from.'

The man released her chin, and he stepped away, back into the shadows of the room.