Paladin's Downfall (Red x Causeway)

Castiana simply gritted her teeth, red with blood, as she felt their rough, calloused hands squeezing her breasts and rump, taking a small satisfaction in the wound to the one Orc. Even so, she said a silent prayer that the orc's depravities would not find their way to her more tender entrance.

The red one had left the circle of beasts around her to tend to his bleeding member, though she was far from left alone. While the other continued to pound at her cunt with all the grace of a blind bull - indeed, he seemed to be picking up his pace - another came to her front, grabbing her under the shoulders. "Ain't makin' da same mistake dat stoopid git made," he growled, and he lifted her slightly. Her face would come to rest against the musty pelt he wore over his muscle-hardened gut, propping her uncomfortably up against him. Meanwhile, her breasts hung freely, his cock probing around between them until he grabbed hold of the fleshy orbs and pressed them tight into the flesh of his member. "Can't bite now, eh? Dat's stratalogical, dat iz," said the orc with a proud grin at his made up smart-sounding word while he pleasured himself with her chest.

Meanwhile, down at her hips, the first was riding her like he was on fire and she were made of water. Another, growing impatient, shoved his way over towards the depravity. "Hurry up you mangy prick! Yer hoggin' all da holes!" His hand came down hard on her ass, smacking the sweet flesh as he grabbed a rough handful.

"Wot? Shaddup," came the reply, the orc still quite focused on fucking the captive. His precum drooled freely into her, and doubtless there would be an explosion soon.

"Dis one. I wantz dis one!" With all the gentleness of a battering ram, he shoved a finger right between the cheeks of her ass, filling her rear passage. "Yeh... dat's noice, dat iz. Now you 'urry up!"

She continued to grunt and groan in pain from the beast in her pussy, which was ripping her apart inside, or so it felt. She struggled as the second orc began using her breasts to pleasure himself, then sighed and relaxed. The position was uncomfortable, and the act demeaning, but at least she wasn't in pain from it.

That is, until one of the orcs brought his hand down hard on her buttocks. "AHH!" She let out a quick cry, as she was spanked then groped. There was a horrified look on her face, as she realized what the orc was planning. "No, not that one! Not that one! AHH! MY ASSHOLE!" The pain caused the normally proper lady knight to lapse into vulgarity as the orc shoved his finger right up her butt.

It seemed she'd yet to learn one simple fact: That her protests meant little and less to the orcs. While one grinning brute only slid his finger deeper, snickering at her screams of protest while another used her chest for his own lewd designs. Her generous breasts were squished roughly around the thick phallus, the orc's hips rocking lightly as he used her to massage himself, precum dribbling between her tits and down her front. Her newest violator was pushing his finger in and out of her rear passage with a steady, piston-like motion, clearly seeking to loosen the uptight paladin for his use.

There was always, of course, the constant, pounding thrusts from behind, which finally reached a rather violent peak. There was something between a howl and a groan, and all at once the beast exploded within her. Hot ropes of thick, sticky orc-seed filled her pussy to the brim, and even once he withdrew a good deal of it still slopped across the flesh of her thighs by the time he was shoved aside. One was done, and plenty more awaited her. The big green bastard with his finger in her rear came next, and while his member may not have been as big as the one from before, it was certainly larger than any man's. Add to the fact that he was now forcefully seeking entrance to her ass and, well... things looked quite grim.

"Ugh~, ugh~, ughnnn~..." Castiana grunted, tears running down her face, as the orcs had their way with her. The orc's finger was, either intentionally or not, in a complementary rhythm with the orc in her quim, thrusting into her ass every time the cock pulled out, and vice versa, causing her hips to buck and spasm erratically. She could feel hot orc seed smeared between her tits and down her abs, gathering in her navel.

Suddenly, she felt a white-hot eruption in her belly. "Eeeyughh~!" She cried out, as the hot ropes bursted forth from between her netherlips, dripping down her thighs. She felt like her belly was gummed up. That orc dropped her legs, and she fell hard onto her stomach, legs still shaking. She looked back, gritting her teeth for the impending anal invasion.

She was dropped unceremoniously once the first orc had given her his cum, the beast lumbering off to enjoy his post-orgasmic haze. Her trial was not over, however. Not when an orc was kneeling down over her, grabbing hold and spreading the cheeks of her rear with the same thick, calloused fingers that had already violated her. There was little lubrication to speak of; a handful of spit to shine up the thick shaft, and then she'd feel hands taking hold of her hips while the blunt head of a massive cock slowly forced its way into her tight ass.

Once she'd dropped to the floor, the orc at her chest was denied further pleasure as she slipped down his shaft and away from him. Growling in frustration, he quickly finished himself off, making damned sure she was on the receiving end of what followed. Gobs of cum splashed into her hair and over her face, dribbling down onto her chest before he left her alone. That left a pair of orcs debating what to do with her. "Dis one bites, she does. Bit Gorgob right on 'is dick."

"Aye, but if she bites me, I'z gonna hand 'er off to dem demon boyz." While they debated the merits of getting into the knight's mouth, she was pounded mercilessly from behind, the orc simultaneously holding her down while riding her like a wild beast.

Her eyeballs practically bulged out of their sockets as the orc began to sodomize her. "This... this is completely perverse!" she moaned, as she felt her asshole stretched wide by the thick, blunt orc cock. Reflexively, she clenched down on it, which probably only increased the orc's pleasure.

As she grunts and groans from being pounded in the ass, she overhears what the other orcs say. "If- AUGH!- you promise... OOH! Not to hand me ughh~.. demons... I'AAH give you my~euughh word as a sssSHIT!~ as a sword sisterrruggh~ not to... BITE~ you~!"

If the orcs were anything, they were perverse. That much she was correct about. Of course, her outburst only earned her a smattering of laughter from the three or four orcs who even understood the meaning of the word. Meanwhile, the perversion did indeed continue, her ass treated like a slab of meat as it was pounded at full force by a very fierce, very determined orc. His cock plowed deep, stretching her forcefully as he took her, and it seemed that he hardly even noticed she was protesting in the slightest. He was much too enthralled with the tight passage that insistently squeezed him, doing exactly as she feared: Pleasuring him further.

Her words - what among them escaped amidst her wanton moaning and outcries - did attract the attention of the other orcs. The one who'd spoken had a wide grin on his crimson face, looking down at her. "See? Now dat's a good whore... smart girl knows wut's good for 'er." He settled down cross-legged before her, grabbing hold of her by the shoulders and hauling her torso into his lap. His cock jutted up between her breasts, the musky head pressed against her cheek. "Now suck it, an' suck it good."

The sword sister winced, but knew if she didn't use her mouth, he'd be next in line at her ass, so she tentatively put her lips to it and licked. It tasted horrible, but she still found the stomach to start sucking on the head, still making grunted moans whenever she was thrust into.

Nobody said that orcs tasted particularly good. These were big, battle-hardened brutes, tangy with sweat and many unwashed. The huge red orc smirked down at her, blunt fingers groping her tits and teasing her nipples, using her chest for his obscene pleasure while her mouth busied itself with the thick mushroom tip of his cock. "Yeh... dat's good, dat iz," the orc said with something like encouragement. He was getting his cock sucked and shutting the knight up all in one fell swoop; a feat to be admired. Her body was pressed into his lap with every thrust from behind, her ass making quite a plaything, and she was encouraged with a good, firm smack to the rump.

Castiana's mouth made loud slurping sounds as she sucked on the head of the orc's cock, using her hand to pleasure the base of the thick, veiny, throbbing green cock. She had hoped that by now, her asshole would've gone numb, but to no such luck. She still felt every slam pushing throbbing meat deep into her rectum. In fact, it was almost starting to feel... Good...

The paladin was a sight to behold, with an orc at each end and her body covered in cum. A champion of the light, laid low and made into a plaything for foul beasts. The orc she sucked, at least, was gentle enough, though a hand did occasionally rise up from playing with her tits to try and force more of his enormous shaft into her mouth.

Meanwhile, a changing of the guard was underway between her legs. Mainly because, at long last, the orc in her ass had had his fill. His forceful ride against her backside reached a violent peak, and then all at once his twitching, jumping cock filled her rear passage with a gout of sticky seed. A withdrawal, followed by a replacement that took her pussy once again. Such was her lot now.

Castiana recited in her mind the Litany of Faithfulness, in order to distract herself from the orc cock that was sliding deeper and deeper down her throat with every suck. In order to ignore the orc sperm that dripped out of her hair and off of her nipples. In order to ignore the fact that her anus was spasming from poste-penetration, causing sperm to squirt out her ass. In order to ignore the fact that her pussy was starting to moisten from the orcish fucking...

Indeed, it wouldn't exactly have been out of turn to call her a cum dumpster at that point. The orcs were certainly using her as one. What wasn't on her skin or inside of her spilled liberally onto the floor beneath her. There was more to come, no pun intended, unfortunately for her. The orc in her mouth practically drooled with delight, tongue licking over his enormous yellowed teeth as she swallowed more and more of his member. It oozed precum steadily down her throat, the thick cock twitching as she worked him with hands and mouth. All the while, she was taken from behind as was the usual, this one filling her already-used pussy with a hammering motion.

If one did not know better, one could say that it appeared as though Castiana were beginning to enjoy the current state of affairs, perhaps only a little bit. Her moans had changed in tone, slightly, to suggest pleasure a bit more than pain. Of course, that could not be further from the truth! No decent woman would find the situation anything less than utterly humiliating, least of all a Sword Sister! Now if only Castiana could convince her pussy of that...

Realizing that the quicker she satisfied the orcs, the better, she reached out to the nearest shaft in range, and wrapped her hand around it, beginning to rub over its green length.

She was a popular woman indeed, with plenty of orcs eagerly awaiting a turn with her. Whether she enjoyed herself or not, even a little bit, it mattered little to the sea of huge brutes around her. Their pleasure was paramount... and if she decided to give in a little, then all the better for her. When she took some initiative and grabbed one on her own, there was an amused murmur amongst the orcs, and the one she began to stroke certainly wasn't complaining. Indeed, her other hand was stolen away from the cock in her mouth and forced to grab another, while the one she sucked was forcing her head to bob up and down his shaft. All the while, she was fucked from behind, the big brute quite enjoying the way her cunt squeezed wetly around him. A far cry from the experience of the first orc, indeed...

The big orc behind her was causing squishing and slapping sounds, as he hammered her pussy like it was going out of style. This caused Castiana to moan in pain... or pleasure... with every thrust. She knew she couldn't deepthroat an orc, but she did give it her best, no one could fault her that. She hoped it'd be over soon; they'd probably kill her, but it'd be better than this.

She took the orc deep enough; he didn't exactly have strict standards when it came to getting his cock sucked. His needs for sex began and ended at "a wet hole", and she was providing that admirably. While she sucked down cock and precum by the gulp, the big orc finally saw fit to finish up. Her mouth and throat were filled with a thick torrent of cum, much of whatever she couldn't swallow simply bubbling up past her lips and dribbling over her chin and chest. Slowly, the big orc pulled free, giving her one last splurt of seed that coated her cheeks before pulling away. The crowd was, at last, dwindling, though she still held a cock in each hand and had one riding her like a monster.

She coughed and hacked, spitting the excess seed out. She panted and breathed heavily, trying to catch her breath.

Indeed, there was plenty of excess. Her hands would be soaked with the oozing drip of pre-release as she used them to pleasure other orcs, though both hands would not be occupied for long. Not while there was her mouth good and open. Indeed, the first of those she'd taken it upon herself to grab now moved over, seeing her open, spluttering, cum-filled mouth as an opportunity. Hands grabbed her hair, forcing her lips down over yet another shaft, this one a bright red beast. Meanwhile, the graceless monster plowing her from behind was quite enjoying her, snickering as he plugged her struggling ass with a finger, giving her even more to think about other than the enormous shaft stretching out her cunt.

Castiana lost herself in the orgy, feeling nothing more than shame and grief as the orcs violate her repeatedly.The finger filled her ass, and then she had all three holes penetrated at once. She felt like she was going to burst; her eyes bulged out nearly to the point of literally coming out of their sockets.

Things were rising to a high peak around her. The orc buried in her pussy took her with all the ferocity he could muster, meaty hips smacking hard on her ass as each thrust pressed into her up to the root. What followed seemed was an obscene show indeed. The beast in her mouth, you see, wasn't exactly known for his staying ability. After all, red ones did go faster - a joke that had resulted in orcs painting a great many things red, from their wolves to their projectiles - and it seemed that this brute was simply following the rules. Not more than a minute after he'd filled her mouth, she'd taste a fresh gout of cum. Almost as if on cue, the orc behind her gave a guttural cry, filling her sex until it could simply hold no more, his orgasm making an utter mess. The final insult came from the one she'd been stroking, who saw no reason to hold back; hot, thick ropes of cum arced onto her face, giving her one last coat of paint.

Soon enough, however, she was out of customers for a moment. "Hah... dis humie'z a good'un. You thinkin' wot I'm thinkin', lads?"

There was a silence among the orcs, many of whom were still tucking their members back into the crude leathers they wore. Finally, one managed to put two and two together. "Errr... we don't kill 'er?"

A big grin then, before she was plucked up off of the ground with strong hands. "Naw. Better 'n dat. We'll lock 'er up, keep 'er 'round. I likez da feel of 'er cunny."

"Oh damn," she muttered, feeling herself being lifted up and carried away. Her hopes for being killed after all this was over were squashed; she was destined to be stuck in this position for a very long time.

Cum-soaked and violated, the sword sister was hauled off. If she looked, she might just see the purple brute who'd doomed her to this, lovingly arranging her armor in his hut, her torn undergarments thrown over the shoulderpads as if they mattered in the slightest. The sword remained belted at his hip, and it seemed he'd even gone into the tunnel to fetch her poleaxe to add to his collection. The others might have gotten a chance to empty their balls, but he had an impressive set of armor for his troubles... even if there was no possible way for him to wear it.

She was taken to a cage that looked as though it was meant for holding beasts. Crude iron with little more than a mess of dirty straw on the floor. She was dropped in, the cage locked while two of the big brutes who'd carried her walked off, arguing enthusiastically about which of her holes was best, and what they ought to have for lunch.

There were eyes on her, however. New eyes.

Castiana grabbed the bars, and continued to cough and hack for some time, spitting up excess cum. The motion also forced squirts of it out both of her other holes; eventually, she resorted to using her fingers to pull first her pussy, then her ass open, and push the spunk out by contracting her abdominal muscles. She still felt disgusting, but not as bloated.

She slumped up against the cold bars, her chest heaving, causing her breasts to swell and bounce.