She gets used like a whore.

He brought her down on him again... this time, working his hardness into her ass. She winced, crying out as he pressed up into her... inch after inch of him sinking into her ass. He hooked her legs, spreading her wide, and giving the room a fine view as he takes her. Warm cum dripped from her well-used folds for all to see... as her newest man began pumping into her bottom hard and deep. She groaned at the sensation... she'd taken very few men in her rear, but she had to admit she enjoyed how dirty it made her feel. She almost wished her family could see her now... Their little girl, splayed out and nude before a room full of horny drunks, being used like a whore. The disgusted shock on their faces would be beautiful. She smiled lustfully and moaned for more, as the men moved in around her again.

For several moment more, she was on display... taken hard in her rear as they looked on and cheered at the sight. She could feel him throbbing as he kept thrusting up forcefully into her tight ass, and shuddered as he brought her down on him steadily. The sight was too much for one man, apparently. A slim man with sandy brown hair a short beard eyed her cunt hungily as she was taken... his hardness in his hand as he slowly stroked himself.

"To hell with waiting!" He growled, "I'm taking her cunt."

He moved in close to her, eyes roaming over her full of lustful intentions. He reached out with one hand and squeezed one of her breasts, grinning when he heard her gasp. Her current "client" said nothing... too intent on slamming himself repeatedly into her tight ass. With a wide grin, the newcomer stepped in... maneuvering himself around her current client's legs, and guided his tip against her exposed cunt. She looked to him for a moment... and smiled, encouraging him with a slight lick of her lips. It was all he needed.

With a low grunt, he sheathed himself in her tight folds. Asharra cried out as both men impaled her. She had never felt so full before! Two men, thrusting into her hard and deep... seperated by only the barest layers of flesh. She could feel them both snug inside her, working in and out. It was blissful in it's excess. She purred and moaned, shutting her eyes and letting them use her. More hands mauled at her breasts, but she did not care. The voices of the crowd muddled together, as she faded in and out of listening to them. All that mattered to her now were the two men lodged inside her, and the wonderfully perverse things they were doing to her. She was in ecstacy... ever eager to be used. The cheers and vulgarities of the men around her were inspiration to her now... and it brought her a depraved feeling of joy to know that before the night was through, she would probably have nearly every one of them inside her. She lost track of how long they pounded her... sinking back to her wits when she felt the man thrusting up into her bottom came with a low groan... shooting his spunk deep into her ass.

She was lifted off him, and bent over the nearest table by two of the men, another cock put to her lips as her cunt was re-entered from behind. Had this one even paid? She didn't care anymore. She sucked greedily, ever eager for more. She was a sheath... no one would get turned away. They worked into her hard and rough... concerned only with their dicks, and how to best work them into her. Time blurred, and she lost track of how many men took her. She spent the rest of the night on that table... servicing any man who put himself to her lips. Behind her, man after man fucked her... some taking her cunt, others favoring her ass. She denied them nothing.... taking load after load of hot seed into her. Semen dripped down her soft, milky thighs... and she could not excape the taste of it after so many men met their end in her mouth. Several had decided instead to paint her with it... splattering their seed instead across her face and chest.

Her moans had become weak and gurgled, as her current client dumped a load of seed into her, and pulled from her ass with a low groan. She was pulled from the table... expecting to be sent to her knees to suck some more, when she felt herself lifted up. Blinking, she took a second to focus, and noticed it was the magus, who was holding her.

"Fifteen." He told her with a broad grin, "I am impressed."

She gave a faint smile... as the juices from several said men dripped from her overworked nethers. She purred despite her sore throat and the exhaustion she was feeling, and put her hands to him... feeling a fairly impressive buldge. "I could make it sixteen."

"Later." He told her with an amused smile, jingling a very full purse, "You've earned your keep... and many a night of drinks for me. I've a room and a bath. Let's get you cleaned and talk."

She allowed herself a smile, following him eagerly up to his chambers. Some soreness and a few hours as a whore were a small price to pay for what she sought. She was even looking forward to lying under the handsome magus, if she must. Or perhaps even if she did not.