D&D: You are returned to the barrack
From Create Your Own Story
You let out a soft and pitiable moan as you are dropped onto a hard stone floor. You are naked, and still sore from the brutal public gang rape you just endured. It takes a while to adjust your eyes to the dim light yet there is a familiarity in this dim area. You cry softly when it dawns on you that you have been returned to your cell in the barracks.
"Please..." you manage to choke out, your mouth is still dripping from the massive amounts of cum you were forced to drink, "Please no more. L-l-l-let me rest. Please..."
A chorus of chuckles erupt around you, forcing you to hang your head in shame. You should have known better than to beg, doing so only excites your captors. Tears stream down your cheeks as you are roughly pulled up by your hair. You glazed-over eyes stare into a particularly hairy guard with a thick black mustache.
He spits in your face, causing you to wince slightly, and even that takes up more energy than you really have. You feel a rope being wrapped around your wrists, and a tight pull on it brings you to a kneeling position. The guard with a mustache smacks you in the face with his dick a few times as he tugs on your hair.
"Come on. Your other holes are too used for my tastes, but I've got an itch you're going to scratch, one way or another."
