Nadine Depravity – Chapter 2 [Fantasy][dubcon][gangbang][submission][degradation][creampie]

A glow-crystal hung from the ceiling, bathing her blurry vision in soft yellow light. Pungent stench of cum reeked on her tawny skin as Nadine laid breathless on the rough wooden floor. Her arms tied firmly behind, forcing her back to arch as if she was flaunting her ample breasts to the two men looming over her.

Hot wetness splashed across her taut belly along with a grunt of pleasure. Keno was fisting his cock between her legs, milking the last two squirts from his length. The rest of his load smoldered within her womb and oozed out from her well-used holes.

“Shit! That was a good fuck,” he said, combing his short blond hair back with a free hand.

A shudder rolled through the slender hunter as the aftershock of her climax continued to wreck her mind and body. She groaned, aching all over from their relentless fucking and the brutal beating they gave her the night before.

The men tied her up in the forest and brought her back blindfolded. Though a cot stood in one of the corners, she had spent every second on her back or knees on the floor. The boarded-up windows kept her from knowing if it was night or day, and Nadine had lost all sense of time because of it.

It could have been a few hours or days. Time passed differently when all she could keep track of was the number of times the men ravaged her. And that was lost to her after the twentieth.

Aside from Max, who left some time ago, the other two had kept themselves entertained with her torment. They had forced her to climax again and again, from pain and pleasure alike. She could barely tell the two sensations apart after cumming constantly from both.

“The bitch can take cocks, that’s for sure,” Ron chuckled from a chair to her left. His black peppered with gray hair shimmered in the light as his dark eyes glinted with amusement.

The older man had a sadistic addiction to anal fucking. He plowed her ass at least half a dozen times since the men captured her. His seed still leaked from her abused hole.

His bare foot stomped on her heaving breast, causing her to gasp in surprise as wind rushed from her lungs. He clamped her dark pink nipple between his toes and twisted, then chuckled when she let out a pained groan.

Her agony was another thing Ron enjoyed. He was probably the cruelest amongst the three. Though Keno came close, the youthful man often lost himself in pleasure and forgot to keep up the abuse.

The crown of Ron’s hardening cock peeked over the edge of the chair after a moment of torturing her sensitive nub. Nadine quivered at the sight of it, feeling her anus twitching with lecherous expectation.

Nadine bit her lip, forcing the rising lust down. She still refused to lose herself to the dark needs. She had begged them to degrade and humiliate her in the forest, but she still would not admit her defeat just yet. Though she doubted her resolve would last much longer.

“Are you having fun, Nadine?” he asked as he kneaded her soft mound as if it was a cushion for his foot.

“A-As if I would…en-enjoy seeing your stupid face,” Nadine said, her hunter’s pride shining through after the haze of lust thinned.

The foot thrust down into her breast hard enough to make her yelp in pain. “That’s not very nice, is it? I like it better when you’re honest, Nadine. You’re practically our cock-sleeve now, so it’s better to be true to yourself, don’t you think?”

The words lanced through her heart with a pang of guilt and shame. The slender hunter did not resist the men. Even let them tie her up without a struggle. She allowed bottled-up, depraved desires to consume her and lost herself in their brutal pleasure.

*Crystals! I craved it! I want to deny it, but I can’t!*

Nadine had sex with countless men before these three. After the night of being shared like a cheap whore amongst the patrons of a nameless tavern with Venali, she never stopped wanting to experience their savage lust once more.

But casual sex could not sate her need. One man, no matter how many times he could fuck her, was nothing but a drop of water in the smoldering inferno of her depravity.

*I want them even though they are grotesque. I crave them even though I know it’s wrong! What should I do?!*

“Come on, bitch!” Keno said from between her legs before clenching her swollen clit between his fingers. “Beg for it like you did last night. It suits you better!”

“Nghh!” she grunted. Pain and pleasure whirled in her core like vicious currents that ate away at her fragile resolve.

The blonde began tugging and rolling on her overly sensitive bud with a gleeful delight. He was enjoying her abuse as much as the older man. His spent cock twitched as her groans turned into whimpers, then soft moans.

“The bitch is liking this. What a masochistic cunt?” he said and forced even more obscene noises out of her.

“Be honest now, Nadine.” Ron rolled her nipple between his toes again as he leaned forward, his cock fully erect.

Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed into her. Nadine writhed and squirmed under his foot, feeling another climax built rapidly in her core. Lewd sound escaped her gasping lips unfiltered as her hips bucked against Keno’s teasing fingers.

Then just as she was going to erupt, the blonde abruptly released her. Nadine winced and mewled at the sudden void of sensation. Her pussy throbbed wildly just a heartbeat from release.

The men chuckled at her dismay. Their gazes burned with sadistic glee. Their cocks fully erected and pulsed enticingly.

“Pl-Please…” Nadine croaked, finally broken. “Please let me cum,” she begged, giving up pride and dignity for depraved ecstasy.

“Then be honest with me,” Ron said from his perch, continuing to massage her supple mound underfoot.

“Y-Yes…” she admitted, her body quivering with overwhelming need. “Yes, I’m a masochistic cunt! I love being fucked by you. I love being treated like a whore. I love being your bitch!”

The confession poured out of her before the slender hunter realized it. Guilt and shame gnawed at her, but there was no taking back those obscene words. They were her true feelings, and letting them flow gave her a slight sense of liberation.

“See? That’s not so hard, is it?” Ron smirked down at her before leaning back and lifting her foot off her breast. “Then get up here and clean my cock,” he ordered curtly.

Nadine twisted onto her knees. Her bound arms made it a struggle, but she managed with some effort. His fingers found purchase on her cornrow ponytail as he watched her with condescending dark eyes.

The older man had viewed her as nothing more than a rookie hunter who he wanted to use as a cock warmer from the beginning.

A small part of her wanted to bite off his cock to prove him wrong. To hang on the sliver of pride remaining. To show her defiance against her oppressors and her lust.

But it was only a small part…

Her lips closed around his thick shaft. Nadine bobbed into his length, tasting his salt and moaning deliciously. A shudder trembled through his hardness when she took him deeper. Her cheeks hollowed around him as she slurped and savored every pulsing inch.

Ron pushed her down callously, popping through her gullet without a care or caution. He might even enjoy it more if she gagged. But Nadine relaxed her throat with a whorish reflex, letting him through with barely any effort.

After being forced to down more cocks until she lost count a year ago, the reaction came at an almost instinctual level.

Keno knelt behind her, coaxing a shiver of anticipation up her back. His rough hands pulled apart her soft cheeks, exposing her pink pucker. He guided his smoldering head to her oozing rear, and she bucked against him eagerly.

Globs of semen dripped from her abused hole and streaked down her inner thighs as the old hunter shoved her head up and down his length. Copious cum in her bowel sloshed about from the cruel treatment, but instead of anger, she felt bliss.

Nadine was nothing but a piece of meat for their use, and the surrender was strangely serene.

Her pink ring parted for the blonde as easily as her throat did for his party-mate. Nadine let out a muffled moan at the stretch. Though her tight hole was still sore from Ron’s relentless fucking, the pleasure overwhelmed it quickly.

The younger man pounded into her forcefully right away. The overflowing seed in her ass worked as lubricant and made his merciless thrusting a pleasure with a sweet tinge of pain.

Nadine rocked into him, receiving his rutting with her own. The men pulsated violently within her holes while heat swelled in her core. Keno reached a hand around her hip and seized her clit between his fingers.

“Cum for me, bitch,” he growled in her ear as he began to stroke her vigorously.

The slender hunter cried a hushed scream almost instantly. Her body convulsed with uncontrollable spasms. Her hot spray gushed over his fingers and splattered the floorboard between her knees.

Ron grunted, his cock bulging against her tight confines at the sight of her intense orgasm. He flooded her throat a heartbeat later. His hand forced her head into his crotch with a cruel thrust.

His musk filled her nostril while his heat filled her stomach. Her mind fluttered with euphoric delight as she greedily gulped down his spurting release. Each jet was thick and heavy, and she drank deep while purring blissfully.

Keno slammed into her twice more before he, too, lost himself in his torrent of pleasure. His hardness gyrated in her ass before his smoldering seed coated her insides. He pumped into her abundantly, almost endlessly even after spending himself at least a dozen times before.

Their warmth bloomed inside her, and Nadine felt as if the two ends met and blended into one. She shuddered against their jerking lengths for long minutes until they withdrew from her milking holes. They let her collapse limply on the floor, then huffed a contented sigh.

Aftershock continued to tremble through her lithe frame for what seemed like an eternity until the front door swung open. Light poured in from outside, a bright midday sun. She caught sight of greenery and even heard faint chirping of birds.

*Are we in the forest? A shack in the Hazy Timber?* The hunter’s instinct pierced through a cloud of lust for a heartbeat.

Her hazelnut-colored eyes fell on the masculine figure in the doorframe, and she quivered with depraved expectation. Thoughts of her location and the forest devoured by haze of renewed desire.

Max had returned…

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