Liv sticks to her cover; Becky is captured

One last glimpse of fleeting hope flashed through Becky's mind. Liv was still with her, right?! She couldn't quite break past her terror to **** herself to glance up into the tree, but surely any second now the sniper would open fire and save her!

But the shot never came.

Becky had only just barely managed to pull her knife from it's sheath when the first Gnoll crashed into her. His body was so much bigger than her own, and his dense musculature easily saw her captured and pushed up against the trunk of the tree. The Gnoll held her by the folds of her coat, his hands grasping inward through the dense layers of fabric to try and find her slender body within. Though she could try to struggle out, Becky was certain it was already too late. It was only sheer, panicked instinct that caused Becky to try and shimmy out anyways. She pulled her arms in from the sleeves, dropping her body straight downward through his grasp, leaving the Gnoll holding only her dark coat.

Becky had barely even left the underbrush when she found herself face to face with the massive, furry paws of the second and third Gnolls. Dread filled her as she slowly looked up--up the Gnoll's powerfully built legs and, inevitably, toward their crotches, and the thick red rods that loomed down at her.

"P-please, I-I don't-- you don't want me, I'm just--I--," try as she might, Becky just couldn't get the words to flow from her mouth, and it didn't help when a moment later, the Gnoll she had momentarily escaped grabbed the back of her shirt, heaving her into the air.

He quickly dug his claws beneath the waistband of her pants, and in one loud, horrid ripping sound, tore through the fabric like it was nothing. The shredded remains clung to Becky's body, dark threads against light skin which only seemed to highlight just how exposed she was quickly becoming. The Gnolls in front of her followed suit, taking advantage of Becky's paralyzing fear to trace down the front of her blouse, splitting through the buttons until the shirt fell open on it's own.

Her body now only protected by sparse rags, Becky was torn between desperation and fleeting excitement. The massive, red cocks of the Gnolls in front of her loomed like a promise, and the fact that she would no doubt take them inside her was quickly cementing itself in her mind.

Becky didn't have time to consider all they had in store for her, though, because as she stared wide eyed at the cocks before her, the Gnoll that held her in the air had adjusted his grip. Now one paw wrapped around her torso, holding up Becky's meager weight with ease as the tips of his claws pressed ever so slightly against the skin of her stomach. It wasn't enough to pierce the skin, but it still served as a sharp reminder of just how little control Becky had here. With his other paw resting against her hip, the Gnoll lowered her inch by inch until Becky's entrance was perfectly aligned with his throbbing red member and her face just inches from the thick cock before her.

Becky's eyes were wide as the Gnoll started to grind the head of his cock against her folds, nestling it against her, then slowly pressuring it inside. The bulbous head of it split her open, and at once Becky could feel that surge of warmth and lust echoing up through her as his precum seeped against her skin. She opened her mouth in a soft, gasping moan and at once, the closest Gnoll seized the opportunity to push his cock past her lips, filling Becky's mouth with his salty sweet flavor. She only had the briefest moment to really take it in before the Gnoll behind her thrust his hips forward, and Becky was impaled on canine cock.