While she originally thought she had no more shame to feel, Marian’s face stung from the saltiness of fresh tears as she looked back at her life and this ordeal. A day ago, she was the happy daughter of a proud farmer, a member of a family blessed with a grape farm for delicious wine, a young woman with beauty obviously given to her personally by God, and at the age to get married and start a family of her own. That had just been a day ago, now here she was, crippled and getting gang-raped by five unholy monsters at the same time, after being molested and deflowered by their father. She was nothing more than a sex slave belonging to mere beasts, caked in their semen and at their mercy.
She couldn’t even be seen right now, she was completely cocooned in a prison of leathery wings and scaly backs from the dragons all closed in on her, molesting her in every way possible. She had one dragon penis resting still in her aching pussy, one being forced up into her asshole with the same rhythm of falling rain, she was bobbing her head back and forth as she orally pleasured the third like a godless whore, and she was using her hands to stroke the fourth and fifth with their erect cocks just inches from her face. This was what she had been reduced to…
But as it had been before, probably the worst part was the fact that there was undeniable pleasure. Before, it had been a shameful itch that was in the shadow of her pain and humiliation. But now, for the first time, she was enjoying the rape more than she was hating it. She could no longer lie to herself and say that she did not enjoy the penetrating feeling, the masculine arousal she felt in the dragons as they worked their phalluses in her body, the heat radiating from these tools of molestation that were probing her orifices, the taste and smell of the third dragon that she was sucking off, and just the feel of the muscled organs she was massaging in her hands.
As she thought more and more about her unwilling enjoyment, her body was beginning to overheat in sexual euphoria. With the third dragon’s cock filling her mouth, Marian gave a muffled scream as she experienced her third climax, brought on by the five creatures raping her at the same time. As the heat of the orgasm slowly slipped away from her trembling body over the course of a few minutes, she was once again filled with waves of disgust and self-loathing of the pleasure she was experiencing.
She was suddenly shaken from her bout of self-pity by agonizing pain shooting up her ankle, caused by the first and second dragons pulling out of her to switch places. While they took their new positions and each pushed their cocks into her now-bleeding cunt and asshole, the fifth dragon growled in aggravation. As great as Marian was at pleasuring him with her right hand, it wanted more. Desperate to keep the creature happy and non-violent, Marian took the third dragon’s penis out of her mouth and began stroking it with her right hand. She turned to the fifth dragon and opened her mouth, signaling to the beast that it was his turn. Following the signal, the creature put the head of his cock between her lips and she quickly began sucking on it, trying to keep him satisfied.
After a minute of blowing the fifth dragon, the fourth to her left growled, telling her that it now wanted a turn. Taking the fifth dragon’s cock out of her mouth, she once again began stroking it with her right hand while she stroked the third with her left. With the third and fifth dragons occupied, she turned her head and began sucking on the fourth, now accustomed and experienced in blowing her captors. After two minutes, another dragon growled. This time it was the third and he was telling her that he missed the softness of her mouth. Marian switched her left hand to the phallus of the fourth dragon and once again began deep-throating the third.
From this point, time seemed to go on in an eternal loop. Marian wasn’t sure how long she was being molested, but the dragons only stopped to change positions so that she could pleasure each of them in every way possible. With each second that passed, her body was getting more and more exhausted and her level of soreness was skyrocketing. Her jaw was aching from her mouth being wrapped around dragon shafts, her arms were on fire from the continuous exertion, and she could feel blood streaming down her inner thighs from her violated vagina and anus.
Just as she felt like she was about to collapse from exhaustion, she became the receiver of both a blessing and a curse. As if they all shared one mind and body, the dragons each unleashed his largest and final orgasm, emptying their entire semen reserves. The amount being launched from each fleshy fountain allowed Marion to see the “family resemblance” to their father.
There was so much jizz being pumped into her vagina and asshole that the pressure and expansion hurt as much as the physical violation. The intensity and amount of the spray in her mouth and throat was agitating her throat, making her gag and throw up to the point where semen was dripping from her nose. The streams from the dragons she was manually jacking were on par with flooding gutters, coating her face and breasts in a thick, sticky layer of animal cum.
The dragons all pulled away from Marian, leaving her collapsed in a puddle of their collected semen. Her thighs were coated in blood from her torn vagina and anus, her muscles felt like hot lead weights, and her dignity had been completely crushed… and raped.
“Is this my fate? Is this what my existence will be?” Marian tearfully whispered before once again passing out.
Marian was woken up by the feeling of penetration and sighed when she realized she was being sodomized. One of the dragons was crouched over her body, thrusting into her sore anus with medium-speed. Marian didn’t squirm, whimper, or shed a tear; she just lied there and tried to focus on the pleasure of the violation and ignore the pain. It was all she could do to cope. On the other side of the giant nest, the other four dragons were feasting on their eggs, but they were also competing with the flies that had been drawn to the smell of the giant embryonic pods, and the beast that was molesting her had most likely just finished his meal. By the cave exit, the elder dragon was sound asleep.
Before, being raped in her blistered anus would have caused Marian to scream in pain and cry in shame, but now, she just lied there like a dead body at the hands of a necrophile. She barely felt the stinging pain in her rear end and was numb to the sexual trauma. She had accepted her situation and welcomed the peace of mind that came with it. This was how she would live, and quite likely, she would die very soon in the same way. But with this peace of mind and this developed endurance to the mind-numbing violation, she now had a chance to think and organize her thoughts.
The first thing that she had rolled over in her mind was the acceptance that dignity and self-respect could not exist in this situation. These creatures had taken everything from her and she had hit rock bottom, so there was no reason to cry in humiliation and revulsion. She had hit rock bottom, so she had nowhere to go but up, and that thought had returned her will to live. If she were to have any chance of surviving or escaping, she had to ignore pain and shame and just take it.
Once the dragons all finished their serving of the eggs, they turned to Marian and began another rape session, all pouncing on their crippled concubine and fighting over who would get which orifice to ram. Like when she was awoken by sodomy, Marian just laid there when movement was not required and focused on the accepted sexual pleasure she was experiencing. Once the dragons blew their load and covered her in a thick white pelt of jizz, they all curled up in their wings and fell asleep. With that reprieve, she went to work. After gathering up the best sticks in the nest she could find and braiding the animal hair into rope, she managed to make a splint for her ankle. If she were to have any hopes of escaping, she would need her ankle to be as healed as possible.
Next, she decided to see how well she could move around, and practice moving with only one usable ankle. If she had to make a quick escape, she would need to be able to climb out of that nest without a single stumble. As she climbed up onto one of the walls of the nest, several sticks were broken underneath her weight. The snapping sounds alerted the sleeping hatchlings, which all gave a loud screech when they saw that their favorite toy was trying to escape. Marian gave a curse of anger and a scream of agony as one of them grabbed her by the leg, dragging her back into the nest and banging her injured ankle.
While they had been asleep and had spent their loads just a half hour before, the dragons showed no tiredness of hesitation in ganging up and raping her with exceptional brutality. It was as if they were the humans and she were the animal, and they were disciplining her for trying to leave in the same way humans would discipline a misbehaving pet. Against her newfound resolve and courage, Marian cried and screamed in pain as the beasts violated her with an angry harshness that they had not shown before. By the time they were done, she was curled in a fetal position, shaking from the pain that racked her body.
While her stomach was growling with the intensity and volume as the beasts that made a hobby of molesting her, she decided it was a good idea to not push her luck and just try to recover from her torture. Cursing her helplessness, Marian curled up into a tighter ball and slowly drifted to sleep.
The first thing Marian felt upon waking up was an excruciating emptiness in her stomach and fiery dryness in her throat. She barely had any sense of time, but she was certain she had been in that cave for at least three days. The only reason she had not died of thirst was because of the water her stomach had derived from all of sperm she had been forced to swallow.
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