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“Bout time you showed up, Motherfucker! We was…Who the fuck are you?” The Orc, a good head taller and about 100 pounds of muscle heavier than me, looks me up and down. I fumble for words, confused and shocked by his appearance, but manage to introduce myself. “What in the fuck do you want? Why are you even here?” I explain that I’m here to work on a class project with my partner. “Get your skinny ass in here!” He pulls me into the house, slamming the door behind me. I quickly realize three things.
1. I’m the only human in the room.
2. I’m the only one wearing clothes!
3. It is really hard not to stare at their huge cocks.
What the hell is going on here? Is she a cam girl? Maybe an amateur porn star? Oh shit! Does she have a C-Me account? She should with a body like that. I’d subscribe, in a second. Especially if she’s filming content like this. I love a good gang bang scene with a human girl getting destroyed by Other cock. I don’t see a camera though? And why is everyone’s face all blurry?
“Where’s that Bitch at? Get her fucking ass in here!” An ogre comes into the room, seven feet of muscle and bad attitude. Across his shoulder is my classmate, bare feet kicking, as a constant stream of “NO! Please! Don’t do this!” spills from her lips. She seems so petite next to this monster. He sets her down, she tries to wiggle free but he holds her in place easily. The Orc slaps her.
“Shut the fuck up! Who is this? Do you have a boyfriend now? Forgotten your place, Bitch?” I can see the fear in her eyes as they dart between us. Her lips move as she struggles to answer him. This earns her another slap. “Answer me!”
“We-We’re in class together! I-I told him to come over so we could work on our presentation.” I see the desperation on her face as she nods. “D-Didn’t I? I wasn’t expecting you guys to be here tonight.”
“Not knowing when we’re showing up is the fucking point!” He glares at me. “So, it’s just some stupid college thing?”
I nod, thinking about how I already told him that at the door. He nods, then jerks a thumb at her. A hairy troll, almost as big as the ogre, steps up and starts stripping her. He takes his time, enjoying every moment of it. I subtly move my books to hide how hard my own cock is getting while watching him peel off her clothes and throw them to the floor. Full, heavy breasts with stiff nipples fall free to bounce with each panicked breath. My eyes watch her panties slide along the lush line of her hips, then down her curvaceous legs to her freshly pedicured toes before joining the pile. I commit every inch of her body to memory, for later. She locks her knees together, denying me her pink pussy for now. “Mmmmmm. Damn.” I mutter under my breath. The orc chuckles while giving me a friendly slap on the arm, snapping me out of my reverie. “Uh…Uhm, Wh-What is going on here? What are you guys doing? A porn scene or something?”
They all laugh, while she stares, brows furrowed, before sighing, “Really?”
The orc puts a hand on the back of my neck. “Uhm, No! Tell him what’s going on, Fuck Meat.” I watch her go through several emotions before responding. Glaring defiantly at him before giving me a withering look, then seeming to deflate a little before mumbling something. “We didn’t hear you! Speak up!”
Another defeated sigh before she raises her head, despair evident in every inch of her. “I said, THEY are GETTING READY to RAPE ME!” Deep breath. “You IDIOT!”
“Yeah,” the orc nods. “She’s helping us with a group project tonight.”
I laugh. They can’t be serious. This is some kind of joke or role play thing. They’re not actually going to rape her. Right? “What?”
“Yeah, but don’t worry. It’s not our first time doing this. We started raping her aboouut 3 or 4 months ago. Do it pretty regularly too. See we struck a deal with her.”
“A…deal?”
“Yeah,” he chuckles. “We rape her, and she gets raped. Oh! And because she’s smart, she doesn’t tell anyone about any of times we rape her.”
Smart? He obviously hasn’t seen her test scores. “Why not? Why wouldn’t she…Why wouldn’t you report this?”
She snorts, a barking bitter sound. “I can’t identify them. Blurred faces. Distorted voices. And…the evidence is all mixed together by the time they’re done.”
“Also…” The Orc nods. The Ogre bends her over, spreading her legs and lifting her off the floor. She kicks and yells but can’t get away. The Orc walks over to her exposed pussy, slipping a calloused, green finger into its pink folds. Then he walks back over and holds it up to my face. “That’s why? Look how wet that is. She may scream, and cuss, and beg, but pussy don’t lie. That Slut loves this shit. He nods at The Ogre again. I watch him position her over his cock. He’s the biggest guy here and it ain’t even close. He starts to bring her down, and her eyes nearly pop out of her head.
“NO! PLEASE! Not…” Her toes curl, legs spasm, whole body shakes as that mammoth pole begins to disappear into her ass. Gasps turn into screams, then guttural inhuman noises when The Ogre adjusts his grip and starts fucking her in front of all of us. It’s the kind of thing you see in extreme porn videos but it’s happening not 10 feet from me. The Troll joins in, filling her pussy with a thick, gnarled cock almost as big as The Ogre’s. All any of us can see is two bouncing feet sticking out on either side, and her head bobbing up over the massive, hairy shoulders of The Troll. An endless stream of cursing, mixed with unintelligible gibberish, and unhinged vocalizations fills the room.
The Orc’s hand tightens on my neck. “Now, What do we do about you? Cause I’m worried that you’re going to spoil our fun. Go and tell people about what we’re doing with her. Be a hero.” He gives me a quick shake. “You’re not a hero are you?”
I laugh a little too loud at the question. “Me? What? No! Noooo. Man, Fuck this bitch! I don’t care. Hell, I’ll fuck her if that’s what it takes to prove it.” They all laugh.
“Yeah, that's not happening. We only have room for one human in this situationship, and you’re not our type.”
A crimson skinned Vadyl, onyx horns gleaming in the late day sun, sits on the couch stroking his demonic looking rod with a prehensile tail. “He’s not her type either, not anymore.” I laugh along with them, but it’s the truth. Girls like her would rather get raped by these monsters than give a good guy like me a single date.
I’m shoved towards the door. “Fuck off!”
As I reach for the doorknob a siren like wail explodes through the room. I turn to see her feet pulsing erratically and her hands white knuckling the Troll’s arms. FUCK! I can’t leave just yet. This is better than the damn sex shows down at the Show-N-Tail, and this one is free! I clear my throat, drawing the Orc’s attention. “Is she going to be okay? I mean, I don’t care if you rape her, but I just want to make sure she’s actually okay with…”
He just rolls his eyes. “Bitch, you okay?” A shaky thumbs up pokes out from between the thrusting walls of flesh. “Satisfied?”
“Could I hear her say it?” I see her head pop up over the Troll’s shoulder. Red faced, hair sticking to her slick skin, and eyes barely able to focus on me. The fear and despair has turned into blissful overload and raw lust.
“I-I’mmmm g-g-GOOOOOOooood! FUCK OFF!” The Orc shrugs then waves bye-bye to me. Okay, think! Got it!
“Dude, look I just want to watch a little. Okay? I mean shit like this is my thing. I have tons of scenes on my phone…”
“What? NO! Dude! We are not here for anyone’s pleasure but our own. I can’t think of a single reason why I shouldn’t ju-“
“She would hate every minute of it!” He nods for me to continue. I look around the room. They are all listening. Before I can continue though, two rough voices cry out in release. We all watch as they empty their mammoth balls into her quivering body. Her voice cracks as she begs them to fill her with their loads. We all stare at the growing puddle on the floor. The Troll steps away and she’s exposed once more.Covered in sweat, breathing hard, legs barely supporting her as a waterfall of monster cum pours from her ravaged holes.
Her blank, soft stare and half smile disappears as soon as she spots me. “What the fuck is he still doing here? He’s not part of this!” She stabs a finger in my direction. “You need to Fu-“ The Vadyl grabs her, pulling her over the arm of the couch and forcing her head down onto his daemonic staff. She fights back, straining against him, and the couch, with both hands. With little effort, and one hand, he shoves it in until her lips wrap around the base, and her throat bulges. Muffled and gargled protests are quickly silenced with a quick hair pull.
“That mouth is not for talking, Bitch!” With a tight grip on her hair he slides her up and down his devilish shaft. “This is all that it is good for. Understand?” After a few more pumps she grips it, bobbing her head and sucking her cheeks hollow while he flashes a wicked grin. “Now, you were saying?” She’s giving me an evil side eye while pulling off a porn star level blow job. That is talent. The guys are starting to look annoyed so I need to talk fast.
“Uhm, S-See I’ve known her for years. Since middle school. We have classes together, and even work at the same place.”
“Get to the point!”
“She’s already annoyed that I know about your little arrangement. Now, imagine how she’ll feel if I watch her getting raped. Knowing I won’t help her. Won’t tell anyone about it. Imagine how worthless, and helpless, she’ll feel because no one cares. The power you’ll have over her? The realization she’ll never escape and it only ends when you get tired of using her. Not a second before. She’ll feel that every time she sees me. Every time she thinks of trying to escape, or tell someone. And between classes and work? She sees me a lot. What d’ya say?”
They are quiet for a long time. The only sounds being the wet, slurping of that bitch serving her true purpose. A Dragon-kin steps up, slipping twin, scaly cocks into her dripping holes. “I like the way he thinks.”
A minotaur leaning against the wall exchanges a look with a blue skinned, tusked Oni who nods. “Ain’t like he’s ever going to fuck her. Let the motherfucker watch.” The others quickly follow, granting me permission to watch them ravage her. The Orc shrugs, yielding to the other’s decision.
“Fine,” he grunts. “You can stay for an hour.” What?!? No! I need longer than that!
“Oh, C’mon the longer I’m here the worse it is for her. Give me three?”
“One.”
“Two? I mean…C’mon, let's be honest, it’s going to take you an hour to warm her ass up.” He looks around the room. No one argues against it. “I’ll just sit in this chair, and you won’t even know I’m here.”
“Fuck it! Two! But, No pictures! No recording! And you keep that fucking cock holster of yours shut! And when I say it’s time to leave?”
I throw my hands up, and duck my head. “I’ll leave. Won’t protest. Won’t tell anyone I was ever here or know anything about this. Promise.” He nods and I go to my spot. This is fucking awesome! I have wanted to see her naked for so long, and now? Oh, I get that and so much more.
The Vadyl and Dragon-kin finish with her, passing her to The Orc and a Wolfman who double team her on the floor. The Minotaur waits until they find their rhythm before stepping up and fucking her throat. My dick is so hard it feels like it’s going to burst through my shorts. Snatching her panties from the pile I relieve some of my tension so I can focus on the action.
I can’t record so I have to pay attention to the action, try and remember every detail for use later. One thing is certain. The character I built of her in EroPixel is getting a complete makeover. It will definitely be the most accurate one of all the girls I know. As I watch them pass her around the room I quickly realize I’m going to need a lot of mods to recreate some of this stuff.
She follows a pattern with each fresh ravaging. Begging. Futile fighting back. Fear. Acceptance. Bliss. The only variable is when she spots me watching from my spot. Then anger, and embarrassment gets thrown in the mix for a few seconds. She’s versatile, managing to flip me off while not missing a stroke jerking fat monster hog.
She’s a screamer too. And not just when they first violate her cum drenched holes. Though her cries are usually muffled by a foot or more of cock pounding her tonsils. It's still a good thing none of the other houses are close. An hour deep into it (very deep into it for some) is when they quit going easy on her. Double Teams become Double Penetrations, or more depending on who’s fucking her. She’s folded into positions that would make a contortionist proud. They start doing things that I’ve only seen in my favorite porn vids. Tits, feet, and more come into play to satisfy their inhuman lusts. She’s been broken. There is no more fighting, protests, or escape attempts. She reaches for their slick tools, stroking, groping, guiding them to her waiting holes. Sweat drips from her, on her, as they fuck her hard and fast. Cum falls, viscous and heavy from the press of thrusting bodies. Moans, grunts, and hissing breath mix with degrading insults and cries of orgasmic release.
They grip her tender body tight in their powerful hands. Burying themselves to the hilt with every bone rattling thrust of their hips. Her skin is flush, red from vigorous exertion and dotted with handprints from spanking. (And embarrassment I tell myself, her now wet panties clutched around my own spurting manhood.) She bucks, toes curling, eyes rolling back as another brain melting orgasm rips through her. Her eyes glazed, and unfocused look but don’t see. Her belly bulges, filled to capacity with monster jizz but they still shove their hard dicks into her open mouth. Twitching balls force a fresh wave of spunk to spill from her lips, and run down her chin before pooling beneath her. Flicking tongues, sharp teeth, and wet lips find purchase on her slick skin, drawing out whimpers of utter submissive pleasure from their FuckToy.
Sometimes I can’t see her in that heaving mass of naked flesh, fur and scales. A single bare foot, the quick flash of naked skin, or a garbled squeal of pleasure the only indication she still exists inside that maelstrom of depravity. We’re hours into this and they’re still fucking her with an intensity I could never match. I can’t even get it up at this point and they’re still rock hard. My balls are empty while they seem to possess an endless reservoir of cum. Literal gallons seem to spill from her ravaged body and cover the floor. Every time I think they must be close to finishing, or can’t do anything else to her they prove me wrong. When I think I’ve seen it all? They somehow think of a new profane thing to use her for.
This is a Graduate level course in perversion. More than a mere gang rape, I bear witness to a masterpiece of filth and sexual deviance. Watched them write a thesis on orgiastic depravity while she received a Doctorate in Advanced Cock Socket. PhD (Pretty Hard Dicks) Some Cum Loads. She never stood a chance. Her only purpose in life is to be their cocksleeve. A cum dump for their monstrous tools. A canvas for their most perverted desires, and a toy to bring their kinkiest fantasies to life. They have no other use for her, and make sure she understands that fully.
Gods Above and Below! It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever watched in my life!
When they finish she’s left a boneless heap on the floor. Pussy and ass gaping, a sticky mix of dozens of ravagings pouring from her. She twitches and moans, pushed to her limits and beyond by a horde of rapists. She gasps and moans, brain still reeling from the aftershock of innumerable orgasms. She is cum drunk, and Overcum to almost mythic levels and I do not envy the bangover she’ll have in the morning. A hand on my shoulder snaps me out of my ogling.
“Shouldn’t you have left by now?” The Vadyl stares at me. “Pretty sure we were at this longer than two hours.”
“Dude! Y-You honestly think I was paying attention to the time while watching you fuck her into…a-and him…then both of his…Come on!”
They all laugh. The Orc shakes his head. “Yeah. I forgot all about you. Guess you got your show, Ya Perv.” He points. “And a souvenir.”
My face flushes as my hand tightens around her soaked panties. “Uhm…I can…”
“Just shut up and get the fuck out of here.” He stops me before I can open the door. “I hope you meant what you said about not being a hero. I’d hate to think you couldn’t keep a secret. If I find out you can’t be trusted? Well…” He nods towards The Ogre and Troll. “They aren’t as picky about sexual partners as I am. Understood?”
I manage to squeak out a terrified “yes!” before sprinting to my car. The next day I spot her in the parking lot. Other than some stiffness in her movements and a tired look in her eyes you couldn’t tell she had been used as a human onahole for hours the night before. She sees me and waves before jogging over with a huge smile on her face. It makes me realize I still have some minor detail work to do on her character model.
“Hey! Look, when you come over tonight? I need you to bring something.”
“Oh? Snacks? Drinks?”
She leans in and hisses, “My FUCKING panties you lecherous gooner!”
I laugh, which makes her even more pissed. “Sorry. If you have a problem with me keeping those, you need to take it up with your boyfriends, Okay? They said I could keep them as a memento.”
I watch her face as she struggles with a response. Finally she just sighs, rubs her eyes in frustration, and lets out a low guttural, “FFFFFFfffffuuuuuuck! Fine! Snacks! I want you to bring snacks. Good ones. And don’t be late!” She stomps off towards the Hartley building and her next class.
“Try to be alone this time! This project is a quarter of our grade!”
“Not knowing when they’re showing up is the fucking point!” She flips me off, but I smile. Maybe Venya will bless me and I can catch them “raping” her slut ass again.