Sophia cried out as if she herself had been struck, her glowing hands collapsing just as another of her friends had been horribly wounded crumpled to the ground. The axe head had met the tank’s neck before she had finished casting her protection spell. The words died on her lips as she looked around. The mage had been backed into a corner and he attempted an AoE to free himself, but her line of sight had quickly diminished, as did her hope of seeing him again as she heard the sickening sound of metal slicing through flesh. She looked around. The hunter had been brought to his knees and with his own bowstring his breath was cut off. They had been wrong, so so wrong.
She couldn't think of another spell, knowing that they would come for her next and she prayed to her god that he would welcome her. Sophia cast another hopeless look around when she saw him. That no good rotten rogue they had picked up a few towns back. She had never felt easy around him, and that smirk he had on his lips set off every alarm bell in her all over again. All too late. The clinking of coins in the bag he tossed in the air as he watched his former group be slaughtered made the pit in her stomach even deeper. He was worse than filth.
She blinked, surprised she was still on her feet. The orc horde had killed her entire party, she stood only feet from them but they did not move forward to add her to the deceased. Instead, the lead orc picked up her tank’s bloody sword and tossed it at her feet. Was she.. to kill herself?
The leader grunted “Staff or sword.” Sophia was dumbfounded. What did he mean? She couldn't possibly overpower him, let alone the dozen or so other orcs. Each outweighed her by a hundred or more pounds of muscle. She raised her hands in surrender, and that was received with a gutteral chuckle.
Her eyes caught movement to the side of her and she looked. Two of the orcs had moved aside their loin cloths to reveal grotesquely green, hard shafts. Their callused hands ran the length of them and she was speechless. Never had Sophia seen any male genitalia, let alone another races. She had never even explored herself, having taken a vow of celibacy for her god at a young age.
She looked away, ears aflamed with embarrassment for her eyes lingering. She looked at the leader again, who had his own hands occupied with his shaft. He repeated her choice again, and it finally clicked. Her hand started trembling and she asked for a merciful death. He laughed and spit in her face. He came closer, dwarfing the slender elf with his size and growled “When you drown in cum you will die.”
She cursed him for the awfulness of the thought, and she cursed herself for never learning offensive magic. She glanced over to her light well and sighed. That barely did any good. She couldn't see a way out of this other than giving in. She held the staff and looked at it. The end that rested on the floor was well worn from use, it’s bottom rounded from the near constant travel. The top had a beautiful crystal adoring it. It was a piece of her god’s crown, adorning her with his light.
She raised the staff to show them her choice and several orcs booed. She couldn't believe she was doing this. She stood, her legs tight together and she slipped the end of the staff under her flowing robes.
The orcs groaned in protest and one came forward with outstretched hands, tearing the white cloth from her figure. She shrieked as her bare slightly purple body was on display. She had a small cloth that hid both her assets, with which the leader took off with the tip of his dagger.
Now fully exposed, Sophia couldn't think to actually go through with the act. Her holy staff was still, just touching the top of her long legs as the orcs grunted in displeasure. They demanded she use the other side of her staff. She looked at the crystal of her god and shuddered. It was jagged on one side and pointed at the top.
She shook her head no, she couldn't defile her god like that, let alone herself. Sophia shrieked as one of the orcs grew tired of waiting and he snapped her staff in half. Another came up behind her and lifted her by her slender thighs, spreading her virgin slit open. His fingers dug into her thighs and she shrieked again, begging for him to put her down. She could feel his thick shaft press itself against her bare ass and she couldn't believe it's length. The staff wielding orc stepped forward and without hesitation forced his dirty finger into her snatch. She shrieked at the violation and they all laughed, assuring her that that would be the smallest thing in her tonight.
He fingered her slit roughly and she continued pleading for them to simply kill her or let her go. The orc paid her no mind as he withdrew his slick finger and sniffed her scent. He commented on how pleasant her cunt smelled as he spread her lips with two fingers and lined up her God’s crown with her hole. He eased only the tip in, then shoved the rest of the crystal inside.
Her scream echoed off of the walls of the den.
The crystal that had brought vitality and healing now shredded the top wall of her vagina and the point stuck itself into her cervix. The pain was indescribable between her legs as the orc pulled it out and pushed it in again, poking a second hole through her cervix. Upon the third thrust, blood poured out of her freely and she felt faint, but the fresh waves of pain kept her grounded.
When the staff was removed, the crystal was unrecognizable from the thick coating of blood and pieces of inner flesh on it. Her chest was heaving and she had tears coming down her face. She then felt the orc holding her shift himself behind her, and she felt his green log move under her ass and his head prodded at her bloody hole.
Sophia couldn't sputter out a plea quick enough as the orc began to push his oversized head into her red lips. Her body resisted and she strained against his grip on her legs, trying to close off her hole. He easily overpowered her, and with the help of her blood as lubricant, his head caught itself between her lips and he started to force his way into her.
He growled into her shoulder as he forced his trunk up, ripping her pussy before it had a chance to accommodate his girth. Her screams were met by cheers as more orcs started stroking themselves, watching as their leader deflowered their toy. Once his head pressed against her broken cervix, he lifted her up off of him and slammed her down fully onto his cock. That was so forceful that she coughed up some bile and it dripped down her lip. All she could do was scream as he pummeled her celibacy out of her.
Another orc started mauling her chest, their bouncing proved to be too intoxicating to ignore. He ripped at her nipples with his teeth and bit into her flesh with savage need. The leader had started grunting and groaning as he fucked her, her virgin tightness being too much for him to last.
Sophia cried out as she had to look down upon the violent feast of her body. Her nipples had never been touched before, let alone stretched to the point where they would detach from her if pulled a hair's breadth more. She felt the leader orc slow in his thrusts and couldn't believe that she could feel his cock thicken inside her. Just then he gave a final grunt and thrust as he unloaded his seed straight onto her cervix and into her womb. She bucked and thrashed, trying to free herself but he held her firm until his balls were empty.
With that, he dropped her onto her knees with a sharp cry. Her legs barely supported her and her arms shook, both threatening to buckle. All of her limbs were granted relief, however, as soon as her hair was nearly torn from her skull. The titmauler needed more, and she was face to face with his massive green head. The orange sized head jabbed at her cheek, hit her nose and and smashed into her sealed lips. Sophia refused to ever let that thing enter her mouth.
The poor elf still believed she had any choice in the matter, and even after a second orc rammed himself into her red slit she thought she had a chance. Her scream gave titmauler the opening he needed and in went his cock. His head was too thick to fit past the back of her mouth, but it didn't stop him from trying. Every thrust into her mouth clogged her throat, preventing her from drawing a full breath. Each failed attempt worked in his favor as her body fought for air, sucking on his head in the process.
The one behind her had his hands on her hips and plowed into her with such force that she thought she’d black out from the pain. She prayed to her god silently through her tears and grunts to save her, but the only response she was granted was the spurting cock in her mouth. The orc shot his load into her throat and she choked on it, refusing to swallow such filth. Her eyes widened as he continued pumping more hot liquid into her and soon became apparent she would have to swallow to survive this, or drown in orc cum. Sophia made another desperate prayer for forgiveness and salvation as she guzzled down his cum, then much needed air. Only once he was certain she had swallowed did the orc remove his head from her mouth.
Her slit ached as it was assaulted again and again. As soon as the second orc came inside her, he was replaced by another. This one rested his mass inside her cunt while he took a thick finger and probed her asshole. She screamed and tried crawling away from him but another plugged her mouth up with his shaft, pushing her back onto the former’s finger and cock.
She whined around his mass as a second finger was added, then a third and she felt him flex them, widening her hole. She didn't even know that this was something that people did, and she was disgusted and ashamed. Her prayers had fallen on deaf ears as the sun went down outside this den of torture and for the first time she felt alone, despite being filled in almost every hole.
His assplay paused only long enough for him to withdraw his long shaft from her purse and aim at her only modestly stretched asshole. He forces his way deep inside and groaned as his balls came to rest on her sore slit. Her scream was so harsh that Sophia’s throat became hoarse, which made the next cumload burn as it slithered its way down her esophagus into her core. She didn't resist swallowing this load, instead she tried drinking it in as quickly as possible to end the pain, if only for a moment.
The orc who speared her ass lifted her up by her hips so a second orc could position himself under her. His eager shaft easily slid inside her soaked pussy, the blood and jizz enough to bring him balls deep. What didn’t give in easy was Sophia’s taint, and as soon as the orc had himself fully inserted in her she felt it begin to tear. When she looked down she saw the bulge in her pelvis from where his head sat. And she watched as it receded and reemerged with vigor. With each jagged thrust, she felt her thin wall pulled past what should physically be allowed.
Both orcs were almost fighting against each other through her. One pulled backwards onto his shaft, the other downwards onto his. Their jackhammering was chaotic and Sophia could barely scream anymore as she felt her insides being torn apart. Hands were back on her chest and one orc grunted that he’d love to fuck them, but the leader kept him at bay, that was for later.
She felt herself tear further as the orc in her ass came abruptly, spurting his spunk deep into her anal cavity. The orc withdrew, and she could feel the rush of cold air deep inside her and it made her shudder atop the remaining orc.
Without the resistance, he was able to drive his shaft into her in such a way that his head rubbed her gspot every time. Her grunts and groans turned into despicable moans as her sanity waned. She pressed down onto his mass and she let loose a guttural cry as wave after wave of new feeling erupted through the elf’s body. What was left of her vagina’s walls clamped around the orc and milked him for every ounce of cum in his balls.
The orcs dragged her over to a bench while she withered and convulsed from the orgasm and tied her down, keeping her ass exposed and stood far back. Sophia heard it growl before she knew what was happening. One of the orcs had brought in a battle warg. The beast was massive and easily dwarfed the shaking elf. His snout pressed against her underside, sniffing in her sex. It's nose was shockingly cold and she whimpered. The warg’s tongue was rough, almost like sandpaper and it had tiny prickly hooks on it. He sniffed her again and then licked the extensive wound between her thighs. The tiny hooks caught on loose pieces of flesh and tore them off into his gaping maw. He licked her again, this time his prickly tongue lapped the inside of her ass and she screamed, feeling her raw insides rip even further. The warg’s demeanor changed after tasting cum, blood and cream from within her. He growled and bit into the plumpness of her ass. He tasted her fresh blood and at first the orcs were worried he’d choose to eat her instead.
His dark red rocket began to elongate as he sniffed his prey. He lunged forward, surrounding her in a cage of fur. His chest rested on her back for a moment as he adjusted himself and she felt it brush against her swollen asscheeks. The warg’s shaft was as thick as one of the orc’s arms.
She tried to free herself and she begged for the orcs to take her back and to get her away from this beast. They were all watching, and waiting, hands on their own engorged members. None of them dared interfere with the warg now that he was prepared to mate with the elf, destroying her further for their pleasure.
The warg’s cock grazed between her cheeks, the tip catching her stretched asshole and he pushed forward without mercy. She could feel as each fiber that separated her two holes snapped in two as the beast embedded himself in her. The sounds that came out of her as this happened would have been audible for miles.
His mass just barely fit in the space her combined holes made and once inside her the warg began to increase his pace. She could barely keep aware of what was happening to her, the pain was so immense. Every thrust inward he’d catch onto what was left of her cervix and that would force his rocket up deeper into her anal cavity. He growled, his teeth finding something above her to grip onto to increase his speed. The noise vibrating her deep within her core and she was thankful that she wasn't tall enough for him to bite down on again, what an awful thing to be thankful for.
The warg was relentless and he lasted much longer than the orcs ever could. So long in fact that Sophia blacked out twice only to wake up to the wolf’s thrusting. On the second coming, she awoke to a new pain. Her bottom was unrecognizable and yet there was a new, more intense pressure. Sophia did not know what was happening, only that something bigger was forcing its way into her.
She screamed until nothing came out of her as the warg knotted her. She felt it sitting just under her stomach and when the wolf released its seed she wanted to wretch but her body simply didn't have the strength.
She convulsed and passed out again, certain that death would take her now. The orcs approached after the warg had detached from her, a cascade of mixed liquids falling after it.
They threw her onto her lightwell and most rested while others chose to impede her healing process by fucking her while she remained unconscious.
Before her insides had had a chance to begin to heal, an orc was unable to resist her gaping hole. He made a fist and inserted it into her, finding little resistance if any. He was able to go up to his forearm before her body stopped his advance. He stretched his fingers into her, feeling her ravaged insides and stroking her nerves as they reconnected. Her body began pushing his arm out, and he obliged only enough to sink it back into her. The new fibers resisted his fist, but barely. She would never be the same after this. He fisted her until he came over her bruised chest, spitting his white liquid all over her discolored breasts.
Sophia came to while her body was still fixing itself. It felt as if her wounds healed in reverse of how she received them. So she had to relive the pain all over again and she groaned loudly.
This was her mistake because it alerted the orcs that their fucktoy was awake again. One of them came over to her and tossed her off of her lightwell, sending the small elf flying into a wall. She collapsed to the ground with a thud and it took her a few moments to realize this was her chance to escape..
Sophia started crawling for the exit, she made it to where her friends lay slain on the ground with the orc following her, laughing and kicking out her legs along the way. She had made it to her former tank when the orc had grown tired of waiting for her to open her legs for him.
He caught her delicate left ankle under his boot and held her there, forcing her to stop and confront him. As she began to recite a prayer the orc stepped down with all three hundred pounds of muscle he possessed, reducing her chant to screams. She felt every bone in her ankle snap one by one under the orcs weight. He looked down at her and twisted his boot, shattering more of her bones and forcing another scream out of her.
The orc stooped down, gripped her ruined ankle and dragged her over to one of the ceremonial drums. When he threw her onto the instrument she landed on her stomach, forcing the drum skin to vibrate the chamber. Sophia tried to pull herself up over the massive drum but he pulled her back down and straight onto his cock. Her inner wall between her holes hadn't completely healed yet but the orc paid her screams no mind. He’d lift her up and slam her down onto the drum with each powerful thrust until she was dazed.
He grabbed her by the hair and turned around, keeping her secure on his cock and he walked forward, her body weight straining her hair. When she saw where he was headed she tried grasping his hold on her hair. In that moment she would have scalped herself to get away.
Ahead of them was a dark pool of water and the stillness of the water drew in her attention. What terrified her was the single ripple that moved through the surface only to disappear by the pool’s edges. As he positioned her over the dark water she saw something slither in the depths. She practically impaled herself onto his cock to get away but the orc released her hair and let her plummet face first into the pool. He held one hand on her hip to keep her on his cock and the other on her back so she’d stay submerged.
In the darkness she saw the slithering again, rapid motions escaping her view just before she could get a clear picture of what it was.
Sophia was running out of air faster than she expected. When she tried to rise out of the water the orc kept her pinned. She started flailing her arms in a panic, first backwards to try to grab him, then into the mysterious pool searching for something to push off of.
That's when she grabbed something scaley, and it reacted by sinking it’s fangs into her wrist. She screamed, let go and was lifted from the water as fiery pain shot up her forearm into her shoulder and down through her fingers. She was wheezing, shrieking and gasping for air as the orc held her writhing body close and fucked her hard a few harsh thrusts.
As he pumped the water out of her lungs Sophia groaned, her arm throbbing and taking away her attention from the pain in her cunt. The two fang marks on her wrist had started to discolor her skin, making it a sickly yellow and brown color as the poison spread.
She barely registered another orc coming up to the pool and sticking his hand inside, fishing around. When he brought up a snake, it was latched to his arm and he grunted as he tore it out. His eyes glazed over a bit and a sadistic smile grew on his face. He rubbed where he was bit, spreading the venom around quicker. Sophia guessed it acted as some kind of drug for them but it sure as hell wasn't for her.
Contemplation gave way to another full blown panic as the orc inside her released her torso and she screamed as she fell back into the water. Her mistake was failing to get a breath before she went down.
She didn't know how many snakes were there but she knew they were agitated and she strained her eyes to find one and tried twisting her body to get out of the water but again she was held fast.
Sophia felt another fang enter her before she saw the snake. It pierced her nipple and the top of her breast. The immediate burn in her chest made her scream underwater, bubbles spiraling to the surface until a triangular head swam it's way straight into her gaping mouth.
She was instantly choking as the serpent forced its way in past her mouth and into her throat. The head of the snake was pointed so it hurt the sides of her throat but it did little to prepare her for the growing girth of it's body. The moccasin wiggled it's way into her scale by agonizing scale despite her hands grabbing it's thrashing tail. Her bitten hand had swollen considerably and her fingers refused to aid her.
Sophia couldn't pull it's mass out of her tightening throat and she couldn't stop her nose from sucking in the water around her. She was certain she was going to drown now as the snake had more than half of it's length inside her esophagus.
She vaguely felt the orc inside of her pussy start to spurt his load into her and her vision was darkening by the time he finished and yanked her out of the water and tossed her onto the ground. The gravel bit into her back but she barely noticed as she was focused on still drowning from the snake clogging her throat and the water sitting in her lungs.
The elf tried pulling the snake out again but it’s thrashing tail cut her lip as it sunk the rest of it's fat body into her. Sophia’s face was turning blue as it wedged itself deeper into her throat. That's when she felt a new sensation and she looked down to her stomach past her engorged and inflamed tit to where she could see two fangs sticking out just above her belly button.
She tried to scream but all that came out was a muffled cry as she watched the fangs withdraw into her. She could see the venom mixing with her tiny spots of blood and she felt something much worse than the other stings. It had ripped her stomach open.
Sophia’s body tried to retch as she convulsed on the ground but nothing came out. Only when the snake had made its way fully into her stomach and had left her stretched windpipe did she puke a mixture of bile, blood and water. She groaned and leaned onto her side, the sudden weight and bulge in her stomach being too much for her to cope with. Her hand went down to the bulge and she felt under her stomach as the snake slithered around inside her organ, coiling itself up inside her. It made her throw up again.
Her head was on her side, her eyes glazed and bile leaking out of her mouth. Sophia didn't care about the feet approaching her until they were close enough for her swelling brain to realize they were human. She looked up to see the rogue’s hooded figure looking down at her with dispassionate eyes. She wanted to spit at his face but she didn't have the strength to do it so she stared daggers into him. He crouched down and looked at her broken lip and bruised face with a cocked head.
“What fucking good were you when your friends needed you most. You can't even heal yourself or fight your way out of this mess.” he poked her stomach and two fangs quickly appeared where he had. She groaned as the fangs withdrew themselves inside her again. Her throat was too stretched, she couldn't shower this man with the hatred he deserved. Movement from his right caught her hazy attention. She saw the mage and the hunter, both bigger than she remembered and she tried to cry out to them, tears stinging her eyes.
“You are so worthless you need someone to save you. You are supposed to do the saving. You’re a fucking priest. You worship the god of light to save people. Has your god heard you? Has he come down to smite those who have wronged his priest? No, you are a sack of wasted magic. You’re only a sack worth filling with cum. And snakes I believe.”
He watched as the mage laid down next to her and lifted her broken body atop of him. His prick found her gaping asshole and he shoved his way inside her. She felt the snake in her stomach squirming and thrashing about and Sophia knew she was going to be bit again.
The next bite brought white hot clarity to the elf as the hunter mounted her cunt. She saw her hallucination drop enough to see that it was another green orc monster that penetrated her. His hands changed to leather ones as he reached up for her tits, one grotesquely larger than the other. Her inflamed nipple was the size of a plum with a hole through it. He squeezed and pulled at it, making her screech as blood squirted out of the fang holes and the snake bit somewhere deep inside her, spreading more venom into her abdomen.
Her weakened glare returned to the traitor and she moved her puffed hand to grip his ankle as her body was bouncing between both orc cocks. She wanted him to feel her pain and when she made contact she willed some of it into him.
The rogue backed up as if he had been bitten by a black widow and he came down on her hard. His knee dug into her wrist and his hand held her just under her chin, forcing the elf to look straight into his burning eyes.
“Did you think your little party trick just then earned you any rewards, you bottom dwelling elf?” he spit in her face before continuing through gritted teeth, “Ah, you know what I almost forgot. You do deserve a reward. How about that cock in armor that you’ve been in love with but have been too spineless to do anything about. Well here, whore priest, open your mouth and let him in.”
He tilted her head back as she saw who he was referring to. Her heart leapt into her throat as she watched the tank approach her, his armor bloodied and his long, stiff cock jutting out of his disproportionate body. His skin almost looked green under the armor but his face was the one she knew and it killed her on the inside.
The rogue looked up as light flickered and he noticed that her light Well was beginning to fade. It flickered again as the orc donning her former tank’s armor gripped her cheeks and pushed his prick into her throat. The snake had done its job of widening her tight esophagus but as Sophia felt him enter her mouth she felt it begin to tighten again in a great heaving sob.
Her poisoned mind ate at itself as her own party fucked her ragged body while the rogue watched. He didn't partake, didn't touch her, but his presence was the most damaging of all.
“Look at this, Sophia. You’re finally servicing your party in a useful way! Don't you feel good about attending to their needs instead of standing there like a frightened deer watching them get slaughtered?”
The snake inside her stomach was livid. Either the acid in her stomach was getting to it or it was the shoving and pulling the orcs did as they raped her body and mind. Wearing her fallen comrades clothes was the rogue’s idea and it was working perfectly.
He took out his knife and twirled it, watching the light well intently. Her will to live was wavering with each thrust and bite inside her. She needed to last a little longer.
The rogue plunged his dagger into her stomach, eliciting a scream that could be heard around the massive cock wedged in her neck.
The snake coiled rapidly around the blade as it died inside her, ejecting more venom from it's glands. The rogue took her good hand and widened the hole in her stomach enough for her to fit it in.
“I don't want to get bit. You understand, right?” he said sadistically as he forced her to grab the snake and pull it out of her stomach herself. It's body still twitched as she had to stop pulling to move her hand up it's scaly body to pull more out. The feeling of the scales sliding out and over her skin made her puke again, and with her mouth clogged by the tank’s prick she could only swallow it down and gag.
The head popped out of her stomach just as both the mage and hunter spurted inside her at once. Their hot cum poured salt on the wounds inside her womb and bladder caused by the snake’s frenzy.
They lifted up her legs and handed them to the tank, who stood holding her inverted with his sword sheathed in her throat still. He dropped her onto the light Well, which had sunken to the floor by this point and it's light was dimming slowly. This quickened as the light well gave itself to her to try to heal herself before she perished while the tank facefucked her.
He grunted loudly and started painting her insides with his seed. As he withdrew his still hard shaft he pissed a little, making her choke on the taste.
Sophia lay on her well, her legs splayed out, her arms outstretched and on the ground with her head hanging from where the orc had left her choking on his piss. She couldn't move at all, even if she wanted to. The fading well cleared her vision enough for her to see her friends discarded bodies disrobed and some of the orcs were wearing their armor and cloaks. It stung her heart.
The venom seeped out of her skin, burning one more time on it's exit. The wounds in her stomach healed first, and the one where the dagger had pierced her skin took longer to thread itself back together. She groaned as the pain reversed itself and before the well could finish healing her bottom half she collapsed onto the ground. Her light had extinguished.
The rogue came back over to her and crouched down again, looking over her ravaged body. “You were beautiful you know. And I wish I could have had my way with you. Really, I do. But…” he looked again, a bit of disgust in his tone “there isn't really any part of you left that I could break. So this is it, Sophia. Farewell, and may you never find salvation in the arms of your god.” With that, he pat her bruised cheek twice before turning on his heels and departing from the cave, disappearing behind two moving walls of black fur.
The battle warg that had had it's way with her was back for seconds- and he brought a friend. The original warg growled a warning to his friend though as he began to sniff around Sophia’s crotch. She managed to close her legs before his wet nose touched her mound but another deep growl made her open back up, her legs trembling badly.
His long, barbed tongue lapped into her abused slit, making her moan. It’s tiny hooks latched onto her pink flesh and dragged small bits of it out into his awaiting mouth. His comrade whined and wanted some of her as well. He approached her face sideways as to not aggravate the other warg and he licked her face as well. His saliva was hot and his tiny hooks dragged themselves across her face and over her nose, down past her mouth. A little of his organ dipped in between her lips and he went back for a second lick, forcing his tongue into her sore mouth.
He licked deeper into her, past her gag reflex that barely functioned any more. She did choke on his long tongue. He continued to lap at her throat while the other warg licked her cunt and asshole. The wall between the two was paper thin and she cried out as his little barbs began to tear it away.
The one between her legs used his great muzzle to roll her onto her stomach with a thud. Her abdomen was still sore from the removal of the snake and it was made worse as he lifted her ass in the air with his nose until her knees caught on the ground. He continued licking her as his rod started growing.
The one in front of her had his rocket already fully outstretched and he whined, eyeing the elf’s hole he had just been invading with his tongue. She was too small for his cock there, the beast was intelligent enough to see that but he wanted to start fucking her.
That's when he snapped at the other warg and attempted mounting her. His hot, veiny red cock slid between her shoulder blades and up to where it touched her asscheeks. He pumped a few times, dissatisfied with the lack of friction before the first warg tackled him. He knocked both Sophia and the eager warg over and onto the ground. He had him pinned with a paw to his chest and he snapped at his neck in a final warning.
Sophia gasped as she touched her side, she had been caught by a swipe of a paw. She dragged herself away over to a rock and leaned against it, panting with effort.
The first warg stalked over to her and growled again. Sophia looked at the monster as he sized her up. She knew what he wanted and she wasn't sure if it was worth risking the little life she had left in her to try to satisfy him. There were his jaws to contend with if she tried to crawl away. And the second wargs. And the orcs. Even her hatred for the rogue couldn't carry her through all of that.
Sophia crawled up onto the rock and hugged it's cold, jagged surface against her naked body. She hadn't even spread her legs by the time his nose was between her cheeks, smelling the hours of blood, sex and torment within them.
He smelt himself as well and that's when he jumped up to mount her. Again Sophia found herself in his furry prison, his powerful legs coming down like bars around her. And to secure her in place, his throbbing red rocket.
The warg thrust himself up, knocking her forward and scraping her frame against the rock she clung to. His second thrust connected with her ass closer to her hole and she whimpered with fear, remembering how he had torn into her last time.
He found her hole after another short jab and she screamed as he tore her thin wall completely away again. His red cock began to pick up speed as he raped her against the rock. Every pair of push and pull had her delicate skin tearing on the rock.
The warg growled again and he began to fuck her faster, to the point where she was letting out a pained gasp every other second. The growl deepened enough to where it rolled through his stomach and through his cock down deep into her core. She vibrated from it until a hot flash of pain in her elbow and suddenly there was a flurry of teeth and claws.
The second warg, failing to be patient, had sunk his teeth into her arm and yanked her out from under the other warg. She felt herself be emptied of his massive weight only to feel the sharp pain of her shoulder being dislocated from being sprung from her prison.
When he let her go, she rolled once onto her back, holding her shoulder and crying. The second warg meant business as he laid down on top of her body and started humping her. His red prick slammed into her, driving her organs up under her rib cage and her body into the dirt.
She heard the first warg snap his jaws and this current one respond with deep growl. Sophia was worried that they would fight over her until she was nothing more than a leg of mutton. His embedded his hot shaft inside her and laid down to cover her with his body. She was stuck on his cock and choking on his fur a while being crushed by his weight. She tried to hit him with her one working arm which didn't faze the beast in the slightest.
She cried into his fuzzy chest, there wasn't much else she could do. Everything had been stolen from her and her final moments of life she would be ripped to shreds by two angry wargs.
There was a high yowl that found it's way out of the warg atop of her as he was ripped off of and out of her. Before he got too far away he brought his teeth down around her shoulder. Having no bone to stop them, his teeth met on one side and partially severed her femur from her shoulder. She screamed as his teeth scraped her exposed bone as he finally let go and let her crumple onto the floor.
Sophia sobbed as she looked down into her shoulder, eyeing the grooves inside the rounded head of her femur from the warg’s teeth. She barely registered the war going on in front of her until one of the beasts came over to her and bit her head, returning her to the rock where she had started. His teeth bore into her scalp and several pierced her long slender ear.
Whatever breath she hadn't lost from the impact of falling was forced right out of her as the warg slammed into her. She screamed, covering the rock in both spit and blood as her hips were ground into the bolder repeatedly.
When the triumphant warg had his prize all to himself he fucked her until her cervix was ready to burst. It was as if he was aiming to cripple her as much as he could before he was done with her. His thrusts slowed as his knot began to form, finding itself stuck between her holes. Sophia released another impossible scream as it tore her open further and worked itself up his shaft until it was wedged deep inside her.
He let out a howl as he came straight onto her cervix, the hot seed finding it's way through any cracks to infest her deeper. When he finished spurting he laid down next to her crumpled form, his knot tying them together for longer than either of them wanted.
It wasn't what the other warg wanted either. He lunged over from where he was sulking and he dug his teeth into her back and side, trying to pull her away. The victor’s knot held fast and Sophia shrieked as both holds on her were proving to be too much.
When the tugging match finally ended with the knot falling out of her with a wet noise she was flug around like a ragdoll until she was on her back. The warg leaned down and tore her bloody ear off, leaving a small, bleeding hole where it had sat.
A loud whining sound played in her head right after this. She was disoriented as the battle warg mounted her again. His maw was bloody from ripping her ear off and swallowing it hole. The taste of blood frenzied his thrusts to the point where she threw up again, this time it being only bile and cum.
Sophia was lifeless under him as he used both of her holes. It still hurt each time he impaled her but so did everything else. Her torn shoulder, her head, her heart, her mind, her soul. She was a pale ghost compared to the elf who she had started the day as.
His knot wasn't as big as the other warg’s but it still stretched her badly. She was brought back to the present as it pushed into her, eager to coat her with his own sperm.
After another length of time, his knot loosened and both wargs departed, both having sated their animalistic needs. Then there was silence.
Sophia laid on the ground, her body spread open, her eyes almost colorless. She had given up any hope long ago that she would survive this. Her will to live died with the light before, after the venom of both the snake and the rogue had taken it away from her. She barely moved her head to watch the lead orc mount her slender stomach with a dagger in hand. He held the tip between her breasts and pressed down, keeping the knife pointed upward. Sophia found enough voice to shriek as the blade impaled her, hitting just above her sternum. The shriek turned to strained gargling as she began to choke on blood. The dagger had made a hole to the bottom of her esophagus. As soon as he removed the blade, the patient orc straddled her face and inserted his raging cock into the base of her throat.
Her esophagus could not fit his width at first but with each thrust the ribbed organ began to tear. He grasped her two heaving tits and pulled them up and around his cock as he fucked the inside of her throat, hitting against her lungs.
Sophia gasped for air, her mouth coming around the orc’s balls that slapped her face. She couldn't even think enough to have harmed him, to possibly end it all in one bite. The pain in her chest burned worse than anything else, each invasive thrust hitting where it never should have. Instead of breathing for herself, the orc was pumping oxygen into her lungs for her.
She couldn't move under his weight so she couldn't stop it as he embedded his enormous shaft into her chest cavity and came inside her lungs, under her ribs and onto her heart. They had completely broken her, and she remained limp and gargling on the ground, incoherent noises coming from her mouth and chest. Her eyes were desolate, and as the lead orc forced her to her knees, she had to be held up by his hand on her halved shoulder, his fingers touching her bone.
He held in his hand her tank’s sword. The rapier with which he had defended her many a time meant nothing to her now. She didn't even flinch as he brought it to her face. He rested the tip of the sword on her lip, and she looked up to him.
“Beg me,” he commanded “to fuck you one more time. To end you.”
She didn't think she could speak, and her cracked lips moved without noise for a few moments before she croaked out “P-please e-n-nd me-e"
He brought down the rapier, straight through her throat, her stomach and out of her ass, impaling her to the ground. Sophia’s eyes, which were wide at first, narrowed slightly as the kiss of death overcame her.
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When she opened her eyes again, there was only darkness. Through the black came visions of her demise, all too vivid, and images of her being cast out into the woods like some spoiled meat. She saw foxes and raccoons bite at her decaying flesh, birds pecking at her lungs through the cavity in her chest and the grievous wound in her shoulder.
Sophia wanted to cry, but no tears came forth. She felt a warmth behind her, and she saw him standing before her. Her God, who she had so devoutly followed her entire life, was looking at her with an unreadable face.
She bowed, as deep and as low as she could. And as she did, she puked up gallon after gallon of orc and warg semen. Her legs became drenched as torrents of the stuff were ejected from her body. He watched as her sin spilled on the floor, and she couldn't utter a word in her defense.
Despite being the sun incarnate, under his gaze she felt ice cold. He looked at her with such disapproval and disgust she wished she was back in the den. This hurt her so much worse than the orcs ever could or the rogue’s searing words. This went beyond her body or mind. Her spirit shattered into thousands of pieces as he turned his head and walked away, leaving Sophia in darkness.
As soon as his light abandoned her, withdrawing itself from each individual piece of her spirit, she began to fall. As she fell imps began to surround her, barbed penises jabbing for a hold as she fell, her screams turning to gags as the darkness enveloped her.
