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Chapter 8 by nitchgut nitchgut

What else is in store for Ciri?

Time with the rest of the guards (MMMF, dubcon, bondage)

After what felt like an eternity, the Captain finally opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Quite the talent you got there," he said with a grin before he sat up.

"Stand up," Her ordered.

Ciri sighed and looked down before twisting her legs and standing. She stood before him with her pants around her ankles. Her blouse was disheveled, only being held in place by her cum-covered corset and belt.

The Captain leaned over Ciri, cupping her behind. He gave her toned flesh a hard squeeze before looking down at her pants.

"Kick those off before you trip on them," He ordered and Ciri did as commanded, kicking her pants to the side. He admired her as she did so, watching as she dripped with his seed.

"You're very beautiful, scars and all, you know that?" The Guard Captain said, running a hand across Ciri's chin.

"I've been told," Ciri replied.

"I'm sure you have," The Captain said as he reached up and began to undo her corset. Slipping the strings apart,he tugged on it until it loosened. He glanced over at where Ciri's sword now rested against the wall. "I'm sure you've had quiet the hard life. Pretty girl like you must have needed to protect yourself. And did what you needed to do when you couldn't..."

The Captain pulled the corset loose, pulling up and out from underneath the belt Ciri wore before throwing it in a pile with her pants. Ciri's white shirt went slack, pooling around her waist.

The Captain regarded the jeweled belt with half-interest before it quickly joined her other clothes.

Her shirt he took his time with, unbuttoning the top slowly, taking in the expanse of her chest hidden behind her bra. Once it was fully open, he reached around her to pull the shirt down her arms until they got stuck on the handcuffs. With a tug they ripped and fell free, leaving Ciri standing only in her bra.

He tugged on the front of her bra, ripping it off of Ciri's shoulders; the Witcheress winced. His hands gently graced her sides, running slowly up and down her stomach. Goosebumps followed in his wake. He pulled Ciri closer until she was practically in his lap before dipping head down to capture one breast in his mouth.

"Ahh," Ciri couldn't help but moan as he rolled the sensitive bud of flesh with his tongue and lips. She jerked away, which earned a chuckle from the older man.

"Don't like to be reminded that you like it, do you?" The Captain asked but Ciri didn't respond. She could already feel his cock hardening once against beneath her. Where would he stick it this time: her mouth again, or pussy, or maybe he'd take her ass? She felt herself getting hotter at the thought.

But, before Ciri could find out, she heard something. Movement from outside the room. She twisted around to look.

"I guess the boys got bored of waiting," The Captain smirked.

Ciri's eyes went wide. "I never agreed-"

The Captain stood, picking Ciri up with him. "You agreed to be mine for the entire night. Am I not allowed to share what is mine?" He dropped her flat onto his desk. "What do you take me for, a selfish man?"

Ciri twisted and pulled on her cuffs to no avail. She heard the door swing open but, before she could turn to look,the Captain grabbed her and pushed her down onto her back on his desk. Her legs and head hung off the short desk as she laid on her back.

She watched upside down and in horror as a train of men entered the room. One after another, a half-dozen, then even more. She lifted her head and looked up at the Captain. His cock was once again hard and he held it firmly as he stood between her legs.

"This wasn't apart of the deal," Ciri said pleadingly.

But the Captain ignored her, instead pressing himself against her slit. Ciri bit her tongue, refusing to moan for this man... but then he slipped inside her wet and waiting cunt.

"Ahh fuck!" Ciri cried out. Her upper body twisted and her legs kicked out, trying to push off awkwardly against the desk to no avail.

Suddenly, Ciri's head was pulled back, forcing her to look upside-down once more. One hand wrapped around her neck, the other against the back of her head. And, before she knew it, another hard, smelly cock was pressed up against her face.

"No, no, no," she whimpered, twisting her head away.

"Yes," the Captain said. He pulled out of and then thrusted himself deeply inside. Ciri's body immediately clenched around him, outlining her toned stomach and tight thighs.

"Ohh!" Ciri cried out as she was fucked. She was immediately silenced as her open mouth was filled the new man's meat.

"Unnghh," she moaned around him, her tongue thrashing wildly against the invading cock.

"AHhhung!!!" she screamed as the Captain pulled out again only to drive back in.

"What did I tell ya, boys?" The Guard Captain laughed. "Complete slut." His men laughed in agreement while Ciri continued to moan.

The man in Ciri's mouth gently **** himself deeper until his balls rested against her nose, filling her senses with the stank of sweat and sex. Ciri gave a gargled, feral moan.

Again the Captain pulled free of the vice-like grip her body had on his cock, only to drive right back in. It was enough to make Ciri see stars as pleasure shot up her spine. The man in her mouth pulled out, letting her breathe momentarily.

"So what of it, Bitch?" The Guard Captain asked the naked, panting woman beneath him. "You ready to tell my men what you are?"

I'm..." Ciri said, her voice somewhat scratchy from the cocks that had invaded her throat. "I'm a worthless whore."

The Captain immediately began pounding Ciri, her body convulsing around him as he fucked her hard and deep. She felt light-headed, she felt disgusted, and, more than anything, she felt like cumming. She looked up at the man towering over before opening her mouth again. He grinned down at her and let her wrap her lips around his cock. She willingly began sucking him off.

Slowly, the two men found their rhythm, moving into her making her moan and twist in pleasure. It wasn't long before Ciri cried out, her back arching off the desk as she was overcome with ecstasy.

The man in her mouth came quickly after and Ciri willingly swallowed him. There was little rest; as soon as he pulled free, another man replaced him and slipped his cock into her warm, wet, waiting mouth.

Ciri's eyes closed as drool and cum spilled from her lips, draining downwards on her hanging head. It covered her nose, eyes and hair with their spunk.

"What a fucking whore," One of the men commented. Ciri didn't disagree.

Ciri went limp and let them use her. Man after man, one replacing another as soon as they were done, her cunt overfilled with cum, her body rocked into orgasm after orgasm. She could taste nothing but cock, smell nothing but jizz as her mouth filled with countless loads.

She lost track of time, of space as the large group of men used her as their own personal fuck toy. She could feel them on her, groping and prodding. They started to pull out and cum over her stomach and face instead of inside her.

Eventually one of the men got bored of her cunt and flipped her over. She didn’t resist as she felt him press his hardness up against her ass. She simply moaned like a bitch in heat as he drove into her. Her body rocked back and forth in the desk, her cum covered features sliding against the stained wood. Her aching breasts rubbed delicately against the scattered papers that now clung to her sticky body.

She came with a **** whimper as she felt him empty herself into her bowels and felt herself fading away.

The rest of the night was a blur, moments of consciousness. Of them releasing her handcuffs. Of a group of men surrounding her as she sucked on them and jerked off others. The feeling of warmth as pleasure coursed through her. A stench of cum covering her body, hardening and into a sticky paste as it dried. No inch of her was left untouched or unexplored as the group of men used her completely.

The last thing she remembered was reaching back to spread her ass as a man eagerly pushed himself deeply into her behind while one cock pumped up into her pussy and another fucked her mouth. The pleasure of being filled so completely drove her wild. Locked between three men and at their mercy, Ciri quickly came as they ruthlessly fucked her. Her back felt like snapping as her orgasm hit her like a cannon blast.

As she passed out, all she could think of is how she never wanted it to end.

What does Ciri awake too?

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