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Vesta squealed and growled in delight, shifting her hips to rock against the two of them in a wild, lewd manner. Her breasts bounced, scales long melted away to expose hard, perky nipples. "Rrroowrr!!" She roared, tightening around both cocks inside her.
 
Both creatures cared very little about how good this may feel to her. All the cared about was what pleasure they could get from her, and they were getting alot. They could see why she was so popular here, and why that human guard that gave them the herbs was so obviously obsessed with her.
 
Vesta's tail and wings twitched as they ravaged her mercilessly, inner muscles tensing as her wetness dripped from her soaked pussy. The sensations were overwhelming, keeping her moving. She would get so close, only for a glance of their claws or a rough thrust to cause pain and pull her away from the edge again. This only made her wilder...
 
At first, the creatures didn't notice they had this effect on her, but they eventually got on. Both to prolong this, and to basically torment her by bringing her to the brink, then forcing her back. Wanting her to absolutely crave and beg for them to let her climax when the time came. That's what all this was about. Pure sexual satisfaction, and showing her how powerless she was.
 
She cried and howled, tensing and squirming and trying to get them to hit the right spots so she could have the release her body craved. When they artfully denied her, she whined and moved in more lewd manners, urging them further. She couldn't take much more, feeling them both beginning to flex within her.

"Nnngh!! Hrrrowrrr!! P-Please...please, let me cum!!" She begged them, twitching her tail and wings.
 
"I don't know.........I've never liked ladies first and all." The bird man replied, snickering as he continued doing what he could to deny her the release she so desperately craved. It was only made worse for her as the cyclops increased the force of his ravaging, making it all the much more she'd want it.
 
Vesta squeezed and squirmed, crying out in pleasure and whimpering in denial as she continued to beg and plead for release. They were taking their time enjoying her that was for sure and she didn't think she could stand much more of it!!
 
There was really no need for them to hurry, as they'd all be doing this for hours and hours. Still, not wanting her to tire out so early, the birdman eventually eased up his denial, but still kept it going a little so she could climax.......but that it'd just be a bit hard and come eventually. The cyclops, meanwhile, had nothing to keep his orgasm back, and his large cock was already twitching deep with in Vesta, preparing to empty his first load of the day into her. And there'd be many, many more. Not only would the drug keep her like this for hours, he and his partner had won and would be taking her to their hideout and ravaging her all night long there. She was in for a very long and trying night.
 
Vesta could feel him give her a little more, letting her closer to the edge of a peak but keeping it a while away. Her skin was cloaked with sweat which only stung at her cuts and bruises. She tossed her head, closing her eyes as she pleasured them, desperately trying to work her way up towards a release... it would not come until they had filled her at least once, she felt.
 
And she got her wish soon enough. The cyclops let out a loud howl of pleasure as he literally forced every single inch of his large manhood into her body, as he came and boy did he ever cum. He shot stream after stream into her, his cock twitching powerfully each time. It almost seemed like it would never end as it began to ooze out of her a bit. Wanting to add to the humiliation it could cause, the bird man pretty much forced his own climax, hilting himself in her tight as as well, before he emptied his smaller supply of beastly seed into her body. And the ravaging had only just begun. She was in for a whole lot more...
 
She whimpered and shuddered as she felt both of them fill her, panting heavily. The herb was firing up her nerves again and she continued to squeeze around them, rocking even as they came. She couldn't even voice her despair or disgust, no tears to shed as the drug overwhelmed her better self.

Her tail lashed. They would ravage her how they pleased and she was at their mercy, forced to beg for more... This night would be the worst.
 
The two creatures didn't even stop to rest. After only a few moments, their hands gripped her tight little body as they began to roughly thrust into her again, their manhoods still rock hard. Of course, the crowd hooted and hollered as the trio started up once again.
 
She could hear the roar of the crowd as they started at her again, crying out and shuddering. In the back of her mind, she felt humiliation and shame... but on the outside was nothing but cries mixed of pleasure and pain. More towards pain than pleasure but enough to make her beg for release.

(Are we playing this all out?)
 
(Meh, if you want. I forgot to ask in my last post if you were ready for the skip or not.......so I'll ask now.^_^........Ready for the skip?))
 
The show the three of them put on would be talked about for years to come. It went on literally for hours. It only stopped when all three used every bit of energy they had, before finally succumbing to exhaustion, and the effect of the herb wearing off. Thus, the crowds finally began to leave, getting more than their moneys worth before the fighters stirred as well. Without hesitation, the cyclops slung Vesta over his shoulder and set out with the bird man. The night that followed was rougher than anything she had been through. They gave her no rest. The two took turns ravaging her again and again and again, not being gentle in the least, leaving signs of their roughness all over her body. Due to this, she was only given a few hours sleep, as they had fucked her non stop all night long, not wanting to waste any time. By the time the next morning came around the cyclops lugged her back to the arena, she was an absolute mess.
 
Vesta couldn't even move. Her normally flawless pale skin was littered with bruises, slashes from claws all over her body, especially down her back and legs; some even still glistening with blood. One of her eyes was bruised and swollen shut, the other glazed with exhaustion and pain. She couldn't even cry out in pain if they touched her, her voice was gone from all the screaming she'd done. The guards didn't even know what to do with her when she was first brought in.

She was eventually placed back in her usual cell but couldn't even bring herself to cover herself with a blanket. Every movement hurt, especially between her legs. She wanted to sleep and let it all go away but even then it was hard to find rest with the pain. She wept silently as she lay on the bed mat on the floor of the cell, exactly how the guards had placed her down, shivering.
 
"What did they do to you?" asked a familiar voice, hinted with concern and anger over her abusers as he appeared outside her cage about an hour later, having come to inform her he was going to set up another fight for them, so they could spend more time together, now that he was back from his trip.
 
Her good eye opened, the dragoness' vision taking a moment to focus on the face outside the bars before she put the familiar voice to it. "R-Riseus..." She tried to call, her voice barely a whisper. She tried to stretch out a hand towards him but the bars were so far away...

She needed to feel his warm hands, his arms around her comfortingly. She tried to push the pain aside, dragging herself agonisingly towards the bars. It was painful to just watch.
 
It really was hard to watch her like this. Kneeling down, he reached as far as he possibly could inside to help her over, carefully helping her up into a sitting position when he got her to the bars. She seemed in no condition to stand. His eyes were filled with sorrow, feeling sorrow that he couldn't protect her from this as he looked at her.
 
She trembled as she finally reached him, resting her bruised cheek against his arm. "Riseus...so happy...you're here..." She managed to whisper, her good eye brimming with tears of joy at his return.
 
"I'm........glad to see you too......." Riseus replied, holding her as much against him as the bars would allow.

"It's...........I can't allow this to happen ever again............I'm going to get you out of here........" he whispered back, making sure any hidden listeners wouldn't hear mention of escape.
 
"But...can't move..." She whispered back, trying to nuzzle him. She was in no condition to be able to aid him in an escape but then... there were two she remembered who might be able to aid him. "Find...Goga. He's a giant. And...and Kiral...elf...they'll help..." She told him.

"Hurts..." She whimpered finally, claws curling to grasp at him feebly. His wild and powerful dragoness beauty reduced to this...
 
Riseus listened intently as she mentioned the two men. He had no idea how she knew them, but that could wait. Nodding in understanding. Reaching into his shirt pocket, he pulled out something wrapped in a little napkin. Unwrapping it, it looked like a tiny cookie.

"Here, chew this. It won't get rid of the pain entirely, but it will dull it a bit for a while while I go find those two." he said, slipping it through the bars to her.
 
She took it from him. "Love you." She whispered, nuzzling his arm lightly before chewing on the painkiller and curling up by the bars.
 
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