YArpg- Cyesh captured by bandits
From Create Your Own Story
A deep rumbling wakes you. The wound in your back burns, and the ropes securing you to a tree don't help. It's nighttime, and a fire crackles before you.
The source of the rumbling quickly becomes apparent. It's the half-orc, who, among with the other bandits, is fucking every surface of Cyesh.
His mammoth cock occupies her pussy, stretching her wider than childbirth would. Blood and semen spurts out with every withdrawal. Beneath her, the driver plunges his into her behind. Her screams are muted by the woman who rides her face, leaving her with very little room to breathe. The archer is precariously positioned between the half-orc and woman, grinding his shaft between Cyesh's breasts. The two swordsmen are attempting to force handjobs upon her, but her hands are limp. Her eyes roll back into her head but she seems yet to pass out.
"Hey, hold us properly or we'll hurt you real bad!" one of them cries. She apparently can't hear them.
"Do it!" the half-orc shouts. Still no reaction.
He lets out a roar and takes her legs. He pushes them even further out, then back, annihilating the hole that used to be her vagina. You hear a powerful crack.
...Did he just break her legs?
Cyesh is now unconscious, and probably not far from death, either. The woman cries out suddenly as she drowns her in sexual juice. She then gets up and turns to the poor denied swordsmen, both of which she begins to service. The archer finishes next, pulling her breasts every which way as if they were toys. The half-orc roars once again as her stomach inflates, then pulls out, letting a wide variety of bodily fluids spill out of her vagina. You're almost interested to see that it's still stretched much wider than it should be. Finally, the driver pushes her off and stands up, jizzing onto the mangled body before him.
The woman finishes off her threesome and turns to you, her body shining with sperm and sweat. "Should we just kill him?"
The half-orc grunts in consent. "Unless you want him."
She draws her shortsword. "Nah, I prefer girls." She punctures your heart.
You are dead. Click here to restart.
