Sedek

Viviana thrashed her body, trying to escape the structure. But she couldn’t escape the massive hands that grabbed her hips, quelling her struggling. She felt something absolutely massive at her entrance.

“NOOOOO!!!” Viviana screamed as Sedek entered her dry pussy. She was totally unprepared for the size of the member that entered her. It felt ridged with veins as he pressed forward, the head finally popping inside her. He **** himself into her, every inch more excruciating than the one before.

Soon though, her pussy betrayed her. Sedek said something triumphant sounding in orcish and slapped her ass. He began to pick up the pace and it sunk in for Viviana what had happened. She had started to respond to the onslaught with arousal. With every thrust Sedek slammed her forward, hammering her cervix and forcing her painfully into the stocks. Viviana screamed with pain and with pleasure.

His pace slowed and he slammed as hard as he could once, twice, then three times before Viviana felt an entirely new sensation: a man cumming inside her. His cock twitched as he sprayed his potent seed inside her. Viviana tried to struggle again, to pull herself off the spurting cock, but Sedek only laughed and held her in place. She felt him go soft inside her while he held himself in place, corking her pussy in a way so that not a drop of his potent cum escaped.

Viviana wailed again, praying to every god that she wasn’t pregnant. She stood to lose her powers if a baby began to grow inside her, let alone what social standing she’d lose if she gave birth to a half orc. Finally Sedek pulled out, and Viviana felt very little cum drip out of her in spite of how much had been deposited. She felt another slap on the ass as Sedek walked away. He went to a stand facing the center of the market square.

Viviana began praying again, begging the gods to spare her when one of her neighbors in the stockade spoke up, “Oi, stupid cunt, it’s no use.”

Viviana broke off her litany, “wh- what do you mean?”

“Their god is a fertility god.”

Viviana looked at the shadow of the statue on the pavement and noticed something new: a massive, erect cock. It emerged from between the legs of the statue, tall and proud. The witch went limp in her stocks and let out a wail of despair.

She realized Sedek was on his way back carrying a collar of some kind. As he wrapped it around her neck he began thrusting his hips so as to rub his cock on her face. Viviana began a new prayer: that he’d never try to stick his massive member down her throat.

He pulled the collar tight and Viviana felt the heavy tag sway. She looks over at the girl who’d spoken to her and took in her reaction. Viviana looked rapidly back and forth between her comrade in stocks and her new owner, trying to piece together what this means.