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All she succeeded in doing was postponing his attack, as he easily rolled out of the way of her lashing tail, rising higher into the sky. Like typical birds of prey, after he reached an appropriate height, he pretty much dive bombed her, gaining more speed as he got closer and closer.
 
She attempted to dive out of his way but his attack clipped her side and her right wing, making her spiral and fall back towards the ground. She caught herself but her wing was injured, forcing her to land and grip it. "Ah!"
 
The two gave her no time to rest. The bird man swooped back up and attempted another dive bomb from the left, while the Cyclops came barreling towards her from the right. Only way to go was back, but even then, she'd eventually be up against the wall and unable to go anywhere.
 
She took in a deep breath and roared, breathing fire around her in an attempt to deter them from an attack, claws at the ready should that not work. She braced herself, having a feeling this was going to hurt...
 
The flame only slowed down the bird man, as he had to slow and rise up to get over it, but the cyclops barreled right through it, not even feeling it. Not even slowing down, he drew one massive arm back and then swung it full force at her as one hell of a clothesline. If it hit, it would no doubt knock her for quite a loop, even if she blocked. Even if she managed to stand after the attack, the bird was still diving at her, and by the time she'd be able to get up, it would on her like a hunter after it's prey. Wherever he was at the time, Joral would no doubt be pleased to see this. But, the main event was still to come. They were just softening her up now.
 
Vesta was horribly winded when the cyclops smashed her. She went flying several feet before crashing horribly into the wall. Pain wracked her body, one wing ripped, her arm badly banged up, her ears ringing. If she wasn't dragon kin, she would have been dead from the hit alone.

Shaking, she attempted to get back to her feet, eyes narrowed. She needed to keep going...she couldn't just lie down and let them...
 
The second she was on her feet, the bird man hit her. Like a bird grabbing at it's prey, he reared back and stretched out his taloned feet, gripping her shoulders for only a moment for the purpose of slamming her right back into the wall again. Due to never once slowing, by this time, the Cyclops was now only feet from her, slowing to a walk now.
 
His talons cut her shoulders as she was flung back into the wall, this time too dazed to get back up, her vision blurring and doubling for a moment. She attempted to spit more fire but all that appeared were some sparks. She watched helplessly while the cyclops loomed ever closer, feeling a trickle of blood from the back of her scalp and down her shoulders.

I...I can't...get up... She thought in a panic, her breathing heavy in fear. She flexed her claws, hissing angrily and ready to still attempt to defend herself.
 
((Time for the gang bang, or shall they rough her up first?))

When the cyclops stood over her, her signs of defiant didn't deter him in the least. Reaching down with one large hand, he grabbed her tightly around the neck and easily held her up in the air. He had a tight enough grip so that she'd no doubt have trouble breathing, but not enough to strangle her or anything.
 
((Brief rough-up to teach her her place.))

Vesta gasped and struggled in his grip, her claws digging into his arm to try make him let go of her neck. Her tail lashed and wings beat against him.
 
((Alright. When you want it to stop, just have her beg them to stop and say that she'll do anything, or perhaps just tell me.))

The Cyclops just grinned her, before actually letting go. Though, before she could land on her feet, he had his hand reared back and gave her a swift backhand across the face. He held back, not wanting to knock her away, but it was hard enough to be a good hit and no doubt give her a welt or black eye.
 
She flinched, staggering from the blow and trying to pull herself together, feeling rattled with pain. She hissed and snarled in return, swinging her powerful tail at him.
 
Before the tail could make contact with the hulk, the bird man came crashing down from above. Like earlier, his feet gripped her shoulder and she slammed her face first into the dirt floor of the arena before flying a bit to let her try and get up, before coming back down and slamming her again.
 
Each time the wind was knocked out of her, his talons slicing fresh cuts on her pale, soft skin. After she was slammed into the dirt again, she lay there for a moment, trying to pull air back into her but not trying to stand again. She was close to breaking...
 
((Is it a bad thing that I enjoy playing evil characters like this?))

Again, the bird man came down and latched onto her shoulders. Since she obviously couldn't stand on her own, he held her. With a smirk, the cyclops came over and reared his hand back, giving her a hard open handed slap across the face which knocked her out of the bird mans grasp. But, he just picked her up again before the giant cyclops smacked her across the face once more. And again, the bird man held her up.....
 
Her lip split at one of the smack, blood trickling from it as she cried out in pain, only to be lifted and hit again. "S-Stop..." She finally gasped, shaking with pain as she was lifted up again. Badly beaten, shamed, she knew her humiliation wasn't complete but it hurt so much...

"Please...p-please stop...I give...up..." She whimpered.
 
Both creatures grinned as the bird man flew high enough to lift her to her knees and then let go, so that could fall back on her own legs and at least sit on her own power.

"Well, it's not quite that easy. Just giving up won't make us stop. If you want us to stop beating you, you have to take this......" said the bird man, rummaging through his feathers before coming out with the large wad of the herb Joral had given them.

"ALL of it....." he added as he held in front of her. With how much only a small dose affected her, taking that large a dose would not only make her crave sex for hours on end, but it would also increase her sensitivity to any sensation ten fold which would only add to the sexual craze it would put her in, and just make her desire it even more, which would just result in her turning into a sex craze animal for these two to screw absolutely senseless.
 
Vesta stared at the herb being pushed in front of her, flinching at the thoughts of what it would induce...and again at the thoughts of having to go through more of a beating. Reaching a shaking clawed hand out, she took the herb from him. She would hate herself for this afterwards...if her body could endure.

The crowd watched as the beaten, broken dragoness ate the entire wad of herbs and gave herself to her opponents.
 
Both opponents watched her with confident grins on her faces. The cyclops dropped his hands and removed the loin cloth he wore, revealing a large manhood that was a bit bigger than even Goga. The birdman didn't wear any clothes, so he had no need to get dressed. Now nude, the large cyclops fell back to ground, sitting there before smirking as he patted his lap, wanting Vesta to come over. Being under the effects of the herb, and soon to have her first multi partner encounter, both her and the crowd were in for a wild show.
 
Ingesting the herb intensified the effect a great deal more than it had with Joran. Her body flushed with heat, her senses sharpened and the aches and pains in her body from the beating just became a blurred thing in the back of her mind. Her eyes fixated on the large manhood of the cyclops, the growing need and wetness between her legs became too much to bear.

"Aah...Hrrrroowrrr..." She whimpered, wild noises of longing and lust escaping her already. She managed to get to her feet and found herself sliding onto the cyclops's lap. The herb dulled the voice in the back of her head almost completely, instinct ruling her body now.
 
This would by no means be a gentle encounter. Their sold purpose here was to beat her, ravage her and knock her back down to her real place in the world here. So, the cyclops gripped her legs with each hand, his hands covering just about most of her thigh as he lifted her up. Unlike the gentle giant Goga who was slow so as to not hurt her, the cyclops just grinned as he pulled her right down onto his large manhood, filling her with a good bit of it, but not all of it at once, as her body was too tight for that.
 
She screamed beautifully, squirming on his large cock as she struggled to adjust. Her wetness saved her but she whimpered in slight pain, clutching at him. The pain blurred like the rest, breathing quick. Once she knew she was wet enough, her hips began to rock and grind him deeper into her by themselves. Her eyes closed briefly as she moaned, working him in.
 
The cyclops gave her no time to rest, lifting her up and pulling her roughly back down again as she began to get into it and work herself. And moments later, she'd be able to feel the sadistic bird man come up from behind, his own hard and more human sized manhood pressed up against her firm behind and tail while his clawed hands slithered around to cup her bouncing breasts, scratching them lightly.
 
Her head turned as she felt the touches, back arching slightly as she wildly rode on the cyclops. She couldn't control it, body burning with desire to be filled and touched. She lifted her tail out of the bird-man's way, grinding hard on the cyclops again with an eager, wild moan.
 
The bird man himself was quite surprised the herb worked so well. The cyclops didn't particularly care as he bounced the sexy dragonness up and down his massive manhood. Not wanting to be left out, the bird man positioned his hips and when the cyclops pulled her down, he thrust into her vacant, firm behind.
 
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