Gender: Male Age: 29 Location: Australia
|Introduction: A Fallen Princess take lessons in being a Rogue. The men at the docks want to use her as their whore.|
This story is fan-fiction for "A Dance With Rogues" by Valine. ADWR is an adults-only Neverwinter Nights community module. The characters, settings and most of the story are to be credited to Valine.
Be warned: This story contains graphic descriptions of rape.
A Dance with Rogues begins with Princess Lyanna Stormborn fleeing for her life. The Dhorn Empire, previously her fathers closest allies, have taken the city of Betancuria, and now they have stormed the castle in an attempt to kill the royal family.
She is grabbed away from chasing soldiers a local Rogue named Vico. In one of the castles' secret passages. He informs her that her parents have been murdered before he proceeds to rape her, taking her virginity.
After the traumatic encounter, he takes her to a local restaurant called the Bear Pit. There Nathan Geigers, the leader of the local crime syndicate known as The Family, decides to shelter the Princess.
After months of working in the kitchens, Nathan proposes for Lyanna to complete seven lessons to train her in disguising, fighting, stealth, persuasion and other areas to make her a productive member of The Family.
In one such lesson she is taught the art of seduction by Lady Joanna. She is then tasked with distracting a pretty blonde bard named Pia so that Joannas' son could rob her. Things don't go as planned though, the man doesn't show up, and Lyanna drank too much wine and ended up having an amazing sexual encounter with the beautiful young woman.
She learnt the next morning that it was all a set-up. Pia worked for The Family. It was a test to see that she wouldn't run away from such a "delicate situation," and she passed. Lyanna found the whole thing quite embarrassing...
Lyanna walked through the gloomy, rain-slick streets back to the Bear Pit. There weren’t too many people about this early in the morning. She passed a few Dhorn patrolmen, keeping her distance and her head down. They were as ever-present as the rain here in Betancuria which was now a fine drizzle.
She kept thinking about Pia, she was so pretty, and she had the most beautiful voice, and such a wonderful, sensual touch. She didn't know that women could make women feel that way. They fell asleep in each others arms sharing soft kisses, it was wonderful.
Lyanna entered the Bear Pit, the large restaurant was quite bare at the moment but she knew the place would soon start filling up for breakfast. She made her way out the back and into the kitchens, which had become a new home to her. “Good morning Lyanna dear.” said Chella cheerfully.
“Oh good morning Chella, …uh. I hope you didn’t wait up for me last night.”
“Oh no dear, Master Nathan told me you would be staying out for some sort of lessons or other. How did it go?” asked the plump, middle-aged woman.
“Quite well, thank you.”
“What did that old goat have you doing?”
Lyanna blushed, she was too embarrassed to tell Chella what happened with Pia, but she didn’t want to lie to her either. “Just boring lessons.” she said.
Chella gently lifted Lyannas' chin and examined her face, “You look a little pasty, and your eyes are a bit glassy, were you drinking last night?”
“…Uh no.” Lyanna lied. “I just had a late night.”
“Well get some breakfast into you girl, it’ll help you feel better. And you're still far too skinny.”
Lyanna sat down at the table and tucked into the hearty breakfast Chella had ready for her. Chella could tell that she was holding something back from her but she didn’t press it. Lyanna appreciated that.
“You know, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” she told the girl, “…even if Master Nathan tells you to do it.”
“…Okay.” said Lyanna as she chewed on some bread.
“How goes your quest to find some beggar clothes?"
“I met with a beggar at the docks yesterday, but he wanted twenty gold for his clothes.”
“What? That’s ridiculous!” said Chella.
“I know, and then he said I should date the sailors to earn his money.” said Lyanna blushing.
“The nerve of him.” Chella said shaking her head. “I guess you will need to find another way to acquire the clothes. Master Nathan would want to test your resourcefulness. Just promise me you won’t go taking any risks, Lyanna.”
“Uh, ...okay I promise.” said Lyanna looking down at her plate.
“Good girl, now you finish up your breakfast. I had better get back to running this kitchen before these nitwits make a disaster of things.”
Lyanna shuddered, she couldn't tell Chella what had really happened to her after she saw the beggar. It was horrible and shameful, and it was her own fault. She could remember it vividly.
After talking with the uncooperative beggar, she had walked off down the street and was quickly accosted by a rough looking sailor, a tall blonde man with a stubbly square chin. He got right in front of her, making her stop walking and looked down at her chest with hungry eyes.
"Hello there pretty girl." he said, giving her a toothy grin.
"Uh, hello sir." She didn't like the way he was looking at her, and standing over her.
"What's a pretty little thing like you doing alone at the docks? Looking for a date I bet."
She could smell his pungent, unwashed odour, "A date?"
"Yes, sweet thing, I've got money for you." His hand skimmed over one of her breasts.
"Hey!" She pushed his hand away.
"Money? For what?" She eyed him warily.
The sailor laughed, “Are you really this clueless or is it all just an act?" Lyanna lowered her eyes embarrassed. “...I haven’t had me dick sucked in a while, how about you use your pretty little mouth to pleasure me?”
"How much would you pay me?" she asked, thinking about what the beggar had said. “...Would you give me twenty gold coins?” Lyanna couldn’t believe she was considering this, but she really wanted to complete all her tasks and show that she was good for more than scrubbing pots and mopping the kitchens. He just wanted her to suck him, it seemed a bit gross to her, but she could do that.
The big sailor gave her a wicked grin, “Yeah, twenty gold, sure. Let's go to a more private place.” The man put his arm around her shoulders and began pulling her along with him.
"Hey, where are you taking me?" said Lyanna as she was pulled along by the strong man. Her heart was beating fast and she was scared. She wasn't sure she wanted to go through with it, but the big man was a bit intimidating to her, and he was insistent. She hadn't had much experience dealing with his kind.
The sailor had taken her to a nearby empty warehouse. He pushed open the creaky door and then pushed Lyanna into the empty room. She didn't like the way he was leading her around like cattle. She looked around the empty gloomy building, it made her feel very uneasy. She had made a mistake coming here.
"Look sir, I'm sorry but I don't think I can do this." she said, her voice quivering. The sailor just ignored her as he came up behind her and reached around and grabbed her chest. The big rough hands were squeezing her ample tits hard through her cotton top and her bra. They were boorishly rubbing and pinching at her.
"Ow, hey! Stop it! Not so rough! please!" she cried out as she tried pushing the lusty hands away from her, but she wasn't having any success. The crude hands were then pulling at her clothes trying to rip them away from her body.
This was the only set of clothes she had, her kitchen clothes. A small, plain brown dress which was light on material. The skirt sat up high so that it only just covered her panties, and the top was cut low, showing her ample cleavage. She was afraid that he would tear her top and ruin it.
"Stop! Please! I'll take it off for you!" she called out to him.
His big hands stopped pulling at the clothing, "Hurry up then." he said in her ear. Lyanna was glad to have a brief reprieve from the rough mauling hands. She slowly lifted the brown dress up over her head and then removed her bra, freeing her fat, pale breasts.
She stood in front of the stranger in just her white panties and shoes. She blushed and looked down at the ground. Her hands meekly went up to cover her rosy nipples. The sailor was staring at her like a starving man looking at a banquet.
He quickly reached forward and knocked her hands away and grabbed her shapely breasts again. Lyanna cried out as he began to knead and twist them like they were bread dough. "Ow! You don't need to be such a ruffian." she cried, but he was ignoring her and had a wild, lustful look in his eye. It was quite scary.
He got her pink nipple between his thumb and finger and gave it a hard pinch. Lyanna let out a loud squeal, "Ow! Stop it! You're hurting me!" She managed to push his sadistic hand away. "You said you just wanted me to pleasure you with my mouth."
The big man licked his lips as he stared at her tits, which were now bright red from their abuse. "You can't have tits like that and not expect a man to play with them. They're the best fuckin' pair I've seen."
He started fumbling at the front of his pants and Lyanna grimaced. She really didn't want to be here, not even for twenty gold. The sailor freed his big erection. It immediately struck her as quite large. She was no innocent virgin princess anymore, but the sight of a mans' penis still seemed so lewd and naughty, as well as a little exciting and frightening.
"Go on, get on your knees then whore."
Lyanna slowly got down so that she was kneeling on the hard floor. The sailor came over and pushed his thick cock into her face. She could feel the wetness on her cheek as the cock rubbed against it. The pungent smell of it filled her nostrils. She was grossed out, she didn't want that thing in her mouth. She didn't want to do it for any money, but she knew that he wasn't going to let her back out now.
He rubbed the moist blunt tip along her full lips. "Ooh yeah! You got a pretty face as well. I'm gunna fuck your pretty face." Lyanna reluctantly parted her lips and let the cockhead push past. He grabbed her head and let out a moan as he pushed his girth inside, feeling the wet warmth of her mouth.
A few inches of hard cock filled her mouth, stretching her lips out nicely. He rocked his hips, thrusting into her oral cavity. Danni gagged and tried to pull back, but he gripped her head firmly. "Suck it, stupid girl."
She just sucked on the meaty rod as it continually pushed through her tight lips. She could feel the fat knob rubbing over her tongue, giving her a nasty, bitter taste. Now and then it poked the back of her throat, making her gag, but the man kept a firm grip of her head and wasn't letting her pull away.
It was far worse than she imagined. He was being too rough with her as he thrust into her face. Lyanna let out a gargled cry around the cock and thumped her fists against his legs. She wasn't able to call out for him to stop. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to push him away, but he just continued pushing his hard member into her mouth.
The man gripped her head tighter as he slid his cock in deep. Lyanna could feel the head poking at her throat again, but this time it kept pushing through. She was unable to scream as the cock forced its' way down into her tight throat until the hairy base of his penis pressed up against her lips.
Tears streamed down her face as she frantically hit his legs with her fists and tried to push him away from her. The man just groaned and pumped into her, feeling her throat constrict. She was on the verge of biting down hard to dislodge the cock from her throat, but then he released his grip on her and let it slide out.
Lyanna pulled her face off his cock and hunched over retched. She coughed and heaved as the liquid vomit spewed out of her mouth. Her stomach soon settled and she wiped her mouth. She had an even nastier taste in her mouth now and her throat was very sore. She looked up at the sailor, blinking through teary eyes and coughing a few more times.
He was smiling down at her, "What's the matter with you whore?"
"You're being too rough!" she croaked, "I haven't done this before."
"Didn't think so. You're not that good." He waved his wet, hard cock in front of him. "Come on girl. Finish me up."
"No. No more!" cried out Lyanna, shaking her head.
"Come and finish what you started Bitch. Or would you rather I finish off in your cunt?"
"No!" The last thing she wanted was him forcing it into her vagina.
He came and stood over her, holding his cock. "Get on with it then."
Lyanna reluctantly got up on her sore knees again so that his cock was in front of her face. "Just don't push it in so deep. I can't do it."
He pushed his cock through her lips and into her sucking mouth. "Keep sucking me hard then." She sucked forcefully on the meaty rod as it rocked back and forth in her teary red face. She just wanted it to be over. She hated herself for agreeing to this in the first place.
She sucked and sucked as the minutes crawled by. The sailor was moaning and groaning with pleasure and running his hand through her dark hair. Soon he started groaning and breathing heavily. He pulled out of her mouth again, "Stay where you are Bitch." he said as he started furiously jerking his cock in front of her.
He held up his cock and let out a loud groan as a hot wad of pearly cum shot out from the cockhead. It went into Lyannas' left eye and she cried out in surprise. The sailor groaned even louder, "Ungh yeah! Open your mouth Bitch! Open your mouth!"
The forceful way he said it made Lyanna do as she was told. Another load of cum spurt out and went right into her mouth, onto her tongue. She screwed her face up in revulsion as more cum spurted out onto it.
She dropped down to the floor and spat out the cum. She wiped her face with her hand, getting warm sticky cum all over it. It grossed her out. The sailor was slowly rubbing his thick cock now, smiling down at the young brunette. "First time you've done that eh? Why don't you come and see me every day and I'll give you plenty of practice."
Lyanna shook her head, she was never doing that again. She was just glad it was over. "What about my money?" she asked him.
"Yeah right-o." he put his dick away in his pants and then reached for his coin-purse. He tossed a couple of coins down on the floor near Lyanna.
She looked up at him in disbelief, "You said you'd pay me twenty!"
"You're not worth twenty Bitch. Be grateful for what I've given you." Then he turned and started walking away from her.
"You Scoundrel! Damn you!" she called out behind him. He soon disappeared out the doorway.
Lyanna sniffled and wiped her face again. It was bright red and her eyes were puffy from crying. She spat onto the ground, she needed a drink to get that horrible taste out of her mouth. She felt so violated and defiled.
She picked up the coins from the ground. That was a horrible experience and she did it for a measly two gold coins and fifty xp. How could she have been so stupid? After Nathan and Chella had both warned her about the sailors. Lyanna leant over and picked up her dress and bra and then got to her feet. She winced as she got dressed again, her breasts were still quite tender and sore from their rough treatment.
Lyanna walked off, making her way to the exit, she just wanted to get away from the docks. As she left the warehouse another figure quickly approached her. He was a burly dock worker, around forty with fairly long unruly hair and rough stubble all over his ugly face. “Hey girl!” he called out to her.
Lyanna tensed up as he got close. He smiled down at her, "Hey there, I'm Reese. You are a pretty one aren't you? Have you been crying? Was my buddy Jonah mean to you?"
"Sorry sir, I need to be going." said Lyanna, trying to walk past him.
He got in front of her again, "Nah, don't go. I got some money. Come back into the warehouse with me and we'll see what I can buy, eh?"
“No, sorry, I don’t want to do that.” said Lyanna.
The man grabbed at her breasts. “Hoo boy! Jonah was right, you do have some fantastic melons on ya!”
“Get your hands off me!” Lyanna tried to push his rough hands away, but he was persistent.
“What's the matter whore? Aint my money good enough for ya?” he said angrily.
“I said NO!” Danni managed to push away from him and sprinted off down the street.
She could hear the docker shouting and cussing behind her as she ran, "I'm gunna have you! You little Cunt!"
Lyanna snapped back out of it and stirred around the meal on her plate. Why did her mind take her back there? She would rather forget about that horrible experience and remember the good time she had with Pia last night. The womans' sensual touch and intimacy was far more enjoyable than the sailors' rough treatment.
Lyanna found she wasn't hungry any more. She cleaned up her plate and then made her way back to her room behind the kitchens. She put her lacy pink nighty back away in her armoir.
She got Pias' book out from her pack, "The Sins of Annelie F." She turned the pages and skimmed though it. It seemed like a very raunchy book, she had never read one like this before. She put it away, looking forward to reading it when she had some time alone, perhaps she would learn a thing or two.
Lyanna looked at herself in the mirror. Her long dark hair needed a brush and her grey eyes were glassy and her skin was kind of pasty like Chella said, yet she was still beautiful. Her face was pretty and youthful and her body was very curvaceous.
She looked at her new clothes she had got from Pia, they were probably provided by Master Nathan. They were quite common looking street clothes, a pair of brown pants and blue blouse. The top was a little tight and her large breasts pressed out against the fabric.
Lyanna was happy to have another set of clothes to call her own. When she was living in the castle, she had a large room full of clothes. There were hundreds of beautiful, tailored dresses that she would never get around to wearing. ...That was her previous life. She had made the decision to not dwell on what she lost and make the most of her new life here at the Bear Pit.
Lyanna considered resting on her bed for a while, but the nearby kitchen was busy and noisy now, she probably wouldn’t get much rest. Instead she went over to the tub and splashed some water on her face, making her feel a little better.
She sat on her bed and looked over her notes in the journal. There was still her fighting lesson with Hatori, 'Yuck', Lyanna thought, It was probably a good idea to learn to defend herself on these savage streets, but she hated fighting. She didn't want to hurt anyone, ...except Vico. Perhaps Hatori will teach her how to stick a dagger into Vicos' gut. She decided to leave that lesson for later, when she was feeling a little less seedy.
There was Yance, who she was supposed to meet at the market place. 'I haven’t seen the markets yet.' she thought, 'perhaps I’ll go and check it out.' Lyanna left the Bear Pit once again, the rain had stopped, but the morning was gloomy and the streets were wet. she got some directions to the market from a passing commoner and made her way there.
The marketplace was just starting to fill up with people, mostly uninjured commoners, as the days trade got underway. Merchants had their wares displayed on rows of pavilions set out on the cobblestone ground in the open area.
She could view the castle from here. The sight of the huge white structure filled her with sadness. She had lived in Betancuria all her life and had barely been down here in the city. He father said that it was too dangerous. She was always afraid of the city, it always seemed so ...chaotic. She was down here now, a part of that chaos.
Lyanna found Yance at his little trinket stand with the help of another merchant in the area. Men were always quite eager to help her, for some reason. Yance was a man in his middle years, who's face would be quite plain if it weren't for the large brown moustache. She approached him with a smile plastered to her face. "Greetings. Are you Master Yance?"
"That I am, yes. And who wants to know?" Yance eyed her expectantly.
"I'm Lyanna. Master Nathan told me to look you up. He said you'd teach me something?"
"You?" He eyed her critically.
"Well, yes. Can you tell me what my lesson is about? What kind of business are you in?"
Yance grinned and lowered his voice, motioning for her to step closer to him. "Pick pocketing and thievery. But you have to figure out the basics yourself. If you want to be a really good pickpocket you have to start early. Best at an age of three or four."
Lyanna pulled a face. "I'll think of it next time I'm three years old. Now, can you teach me?"
"You've got experience with putting your fingers where they don't belong?"
"Yes, a bit.”
"I'm speaking of pick pocketing, coozie."
"So am I!" Lyanna replied, scowling at him.
"I have some basic knowledge of stealing," Lyanna told him, remembering how she and Caron had practiced. She just liked spending time with him. He was always so nice to her, and he was also quite comely. Caron said she had ‘graceful fingers.’
Master Yance went on to give her basic instruction, and her pick pocketing skill gained two points. He gave her a difficult test, retrieving rings from random citizens. She impressed him when she passed it. He also introduced her to his young apprentice; six-year-old Timmy.
When they were done a few hours later, Lyanna thanked Master Yance and turned to leave when she heard little Timmys’ voice, “wait miss!” Lyanna turned to the boy and he held up a coin pouch. “Do you want your coin pouch back?”
Danni gasped and quickly felt at her hip for her coin pouch, but it was gone. That was indeed her pouch the boy was holding. Lyanna marched over to him and snatched it back. Yance laughed at her and Timmy gave her a cheeky grin. “My coins had better all be here!” Lyanna said embarrassed.
“They are!” said Timmy.
“You should use a length of cord to attach your coin pouch to your clothes. It makes it much harder to lift, though not impossible, I'll teach you how to cut a purse next time.” said Yance.
“Yes, thank you, I’ll keep that in mind.” said Lyanna, turning away red faced.
Lyanna counted her coins again just to be sure. She had fourteen gold pieces and a bronze ring which Yance had given her, it was probably worth a couple of gp. 'This should be plenty to get the beggar clothes' she thought, 'perhaps I’ll go see the beggar again, he might be in a more reasonable mood today.'
The problem was, the beggar was over at the docks. She shuddered as she remembered what happened with the sailor. She suddenly felt ill, she could almost taste that horrible cock again. 'No, I have to be brave if I want to be a member of The Family. I'll just make sure I stay well away from sailors and dockers.'
Lyanna made her way south toward the docks. Dark clouds were gathering in the sky above her, threatening to rain. She passed by the ferry and walked the long way around in order to save a gold piece. She walked over the cobblestone bridges that stretched over the Betancuria River that ran right through the city. On the other side she walked past a few small dock-side market stalls and made her way toward the WildCat, the shut-down bordello.
When the Dhorn conquered, they were quick to outlaw prostitution. They rounded up every whore and beggar they could find, and they were never seen again. Plenty of truly horrific stories have been going around the city about what happened to them.
There were horrible stories about what happened at the WildCat as well. It was once a bustling bordello, when Lyanna didn't even know what a bordello was. Now it was just an empty, abandoned building by the docks. Master Nathan had warned her that the outlawing of prostitution had made the men at the docks more ...desperate. She discovered that for herself yesterday.
The scruffy beggar was there again in his usual spot at the end of an alley next to the Wild-Cat. Lyanna wondered why the Dhorn had allowed him to stay there when they had gotten rid of nearly every other beggar in the city, perhaps he was craftier than he looked.
His glum face seemed to light up when Lyanna approached him. “Oh pretty girl, your back again. Do you have my money? Been spreading your legs for the nice sailors?”
“I have your money.” Lyanna said. “Twelve gold pieces for your clothes.”
The beggar shook his head, “No no no, I said twenty gold, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but that’s too much and you know it. You’re extremely fortunate to get twelve gold for your smelly rags.”
The beggar shook his head again, “No, no deal pretty girl.”
“Come on, what kind of beggar turns down twelve gold? That’s probably more money than you’ve seen all year.”
The beggar scratched his head and gave Lyanna a lusty look. “Perhaps I could take the twelve gold, and something else.”
“I have a bronze ring here.” said Lyanna.
“Yes, the gold and the ring and I want to see your tits as well.”
“What?” said Lyanna taken aback.
The beggar pointed at Lyannas' chest, “Your tits! your melons! your bosoms! You gotta show ‘em to me.”
“…and then you’ll give me your clothes?”
“Yeah, I said so didn’t I?”
“Allright then,” said Lyanna. She didn't like it, but she was just glad she could make a deal with this unreasonable beggar.
“Not here though.” said the beggar. “Away from the Dhorn, come further down the alley.”
Lyanna eyed him apprehensively, “I’m not sure if I trust you.”
“What am I gunna do? I’m just an old beggar. Come on.” he said, motioning for Lyanna to follow him as he walked down the dreary alleyway. Lyanna reluctantly followed. They stopped when they were out of sight of the street. “Okay lets see ‘em.” said the beggar, grabbing her top and trying to lift it up.
Lyanna slapped his hands away, “Hey, keep your hands to yourself, I’ll do it.” She pulled her top up, freeing her large, pale breasts. The beggar stared at them lustfully for a few seconds, and then grabbed them, squeezing them rigorously.
Lyanna let out a yelp and backed up, fending his hands off. “Hey, you said I just had to show them to you!” The beggar just let out a laugh and pulled his dirty, warty dick out from his pants.
“Ewww, put that away you filthy sod!” said Lyanna.
“No I want you to suck it for me.”
“Come on little whore, you knew it was going to lead to this!”
“No I didn’t, you said I just had to show you my breasts. We had a deal!”
“The deal is, you suck my dick or you don’t get my clothes!”
“No I’m not going to!” Lyanna said sternly.
“Then I’m not going to give you my clothes.”
“You stinking Bastard! Go to hell!” Lyanna stormed away from him, and the beggar just laughed behind her.
Lyanna was fuming as she walked back down the alleyway. As she approached the street, a large figure leapt out at her from behind the wall and grabbed her. Lyanna cried out in surprise. She screamed and struggled with all her might, but the man had a strong hold of her wrists.
“Hey there little whore, remember me?” It was the rough looking docker who had approached her yesterday, Lyanna paled. She struggled to catch her breath and her heart was beating wildly. “You went and got me all worked up and then ran off. That wasn’t nice! Now you're here turning tricks in an alley for a filthy old beggar.”
“Unhand me you Brute!” yelled Lyanna, struggling to pull away.
“No, I’m not gunna let you run away from me this time. I wanna use your services. Jonah said he got a blow-job for two gp. I'll give you five for a fuck."
“No. I’m not a whore, let me go!”
“Be quiet will ya, you’ll bring the damn Dhorn down on us. How much for a fuck then?”
"I said I'm not a whore! I want you to leave me alone."
Lyannas’ struggling and yelling did attract some attention, she saw two men approaching them from the other side of the street. As they got close, Lyanna could see the they were a couple more burly, dirty dock-workers. "Is that your 'whore that got away' Reese? Holy shit, I thought you were just bull-shitting us. She's as young and pretty as you said."
"Yeah she is, and I'm getting her first." said Reese.
Lyanna was terrified. She found her voice again, "Now hold on Sirs. No one is getting me. I'm not a whore, I'm an important member of The Family. Leave me alone, or they will send assassins after you."
The men were quiet for a moment, and then Reese started laughing, and the others quickly joined him. "Let's take her into the WildCat there."
"Yeah, good idea. I miss getting my knob polished at the WildCat. But they never had any whores as hot as this one."
Reese started pulling her along, but Lyanna struggled against him. "No! I'm not going with you! I'm not a whore!"
"Whore or not, you're gunna get fucked!" Lyanna began hitting him and screaming out for help. Reeces' big coarse hand quickly clamped around her mouth, muffling her screams. She thrashed about and hit him, desperately trying to pull free.
"I told you to be quiet Bitch!" he said angrily. "Do you know what the Dhorn do to whores?" He looked at his mates, "Give me a hand here."
Lyanna felt more hands on her body, then her legs were lifted off the ground. She screamed against the hand that was clamped tightly to her face and furiously struggled as she was carried off past the front of the abandoned bordello. A hand moved over her chest and began keenly squeezing and groping her tit.
They carried her off to the WildCats' side entrance. The door had been boarded up, but now the boards were ripped away and the lock had been smashed. One of the dockers kicked the door open and the struggling girl found herself being carried into the gloomy interior.
As they entered the open main area, they saw a couple of dirty squatters sitting around in their smelly rags. "Get out of here, Now!" Reese growled at them. The vagrants were very quick to get up and scamper past them and out the side door.
The dank, musty building looked like it had been looted and trashed. Rubbish and debris was scattered all over the place. Even the walls were pocked with large holes. "Shit! This place is not how I remember it." said one of the dockers.
"Yeah, this used to be the best place in this crummy city. Fuckin' Dhorn Cunts!" said Reese. He looked into Lyannas' fearful grey eyes, "Let's see about opening the WildCat back up for business."
The other men cheered their agreement as they put Lyanna down. She clambered to stand on her feet again as the men firmly held her arms. Then she saw that Reese was pointing a sharp iron dagger at her menacingly. He moved his hand away from her face. "Please..." she cried out to him.
"Shut up whore. You better stop your screaming right now. We're just gunna fuck you, that's all. Just do as your told and you won't get hurt."
Tears began running down Lyannas' pretty face, "Please, I don't want to do it. I'm not like that!"
Reese screwed up his face, "Not like what Whore?" He moved the dagger down and pulled at her blue top and started cutting through the fabric.
"No! Stop that!" she cried out. He was ruining her new blouse. He continued to pull and cut at the clothing until he pulled the rags off of her. Then he got a fistful of her white bra and yanked and cut it away from her shapely body.
Her plump, pale breasts, with their protruding pink nipples were now exposed to the men and they cheered excitedly. Reeses' mouth gaped as he stared at her chest, "Wow, those are some real nice titties."
He quickly sheaved his knife, then reached up and grasped her large boobs, squeezing and rubbing at them. Lyanna cried out and struggled against the men who were holding her. Reese started pinching her nipples hard, like the sailor did, and darts of pain shot through her, making her squeal.
He ducked down and brought his face to her tits and Lyanna could feel his wet tongue rubbing all over her. It made her shudder. The rough tongue circled around her nipple, then she felt teeth clamp down hard around it. She screamed out in pain. The Bastard had bitten her.
The man moved up and roughly grabbed her face. "I thought I told you to be quiet, you stupid Slut!" he spat angrily. There was a bright red mark around her nipple where he had bitten, he didn't break the skin.
Tears streamed down Lyannas' face, "You said you weren't going to hurt me." she sobbed.
He smiled at her, "Oh, that was just a little love-bite." He then brought his ugly head forward and forcefully pressed his lips up against hers'. Lyanna was revolted as his tongue lashed about in her mouth, rubbing against her tongue. This was not like kissing Caron, or Pia, it was a horrible violation. His kiss had a fowl smokey taste, it made her feel sick.
Reese had hold of her face and she couldn't pull away as he continued to pash. The other men were fondling her boobs and butt while they held her. After a short while, Reese pulled away from her lips and she got her breath back.
Nearby, there was an old, dingy mattress on the ground, where the squatters were sleeping. Reece nodded to it, "Down there." Lyanna found herself being pulled over and forced down onto the stinky mattress. Her heart was thumping wildly.
She struck out at the large bodies around her, "Leave me alone you Stinking Beasts!" Her arms were quickly grabbed and pinned down. Then the hands were on her chest again, molesting her fat boobs. More hands grasped at her brown pants and were pulling them down. She kicked and thrashed about, but Reese soon managed to have her pants and shoes off.
Now Lyanna was laying back on the dirty mattress in only her white panties. Reese got a firm hold of her long shapely legs and spread them apart. He licked his lips as he looked down at her fat mound held tautly in the white briefs. He could make out her vulva pressing firmly against the soft material.
Lyanna cried out and tried to kick her legs, but Reese held them securely. He spread her right thigh wide and sat on it, pinning it down under his weight. Then he moved his hand to her panties and started forcibly rubbing at her soft folds through the material. "No, don't touch me there!" cried out Lyanna.
Reese just looked into her teary eyes and gave her a lecherous smile. He grabbed the panties and pulled at them. He unsheathed his dagger again and cut the material, pulling the underwear away from her body and making her yelp. He looked down at her again. The thin pink slit of her vulva sat in the middle of the dark bush that covered her fat mound. The sight of it made his hard cock strain against his pants, begging for some action.
Lyanna was having trouble breathing, her heart was still thumping wildly. Now her vagina was exposed and defenceless. Memories of the last time she was raped came back to her, almost making her hyperventilate. She thrashed her head about and begged for them to stop.
Reese pulled his erection out from his pants. The thick seven-inch cock jutted out in front of him. Bulging purple veins ran over the bulky shaft, and it had a fat, bulbous head with moisture on the tip.
Lyanna looked down at the imposing member with frightened eyes. "No! Don't ...Please! ...Please sir, I'll suck it for you. Let me suck it, I'll do it well."
"Nah, I told you, I just wanna fuck." He got off her thigh and moved his bulky body over the top of hers', getting into the missionary position. Lyanna could feel his blunt cockhead prodding at her defenceless crotch.
"Go on Reece, stick it to her!" encouraged one of the other dockers as he gave her nipple another hard pinch, making her squeal. Reese got hold of his cock and directed it to the middle of her furry mound. Lyanna cried out in anguish as the bulging cockhead forced its way through her tight slit. It ground its' way in, inch by inch until it was wedged up inside her.
Lyanna sobbed underneath the man. Her tender insides squeezed tightly around the thick invading mass. Reese pulled his cock back a few inches and then pushed forward again. The friction inside her was intense, and it burned her tender, stretched flesh. She cried out in pain.
"Aaah fuck man!" said Reese. "You're dry Bitch. Why are you dry? After I gave you kisses and played with your tits and everything." He pulled all the way out of her, tugging at her insides as he withdrew. Lyanna was glad to have it out of her. Her vagina was stinging painfully.
Reese moved down so that his head was over her crotch. He spat out a large glob of saliva and it went over her red puffy opening. His fingers rubbed the wetness into the slit. He spat on his fingers and then forced them through her soft folds and up inside her. Lyanna groaned at the violation. The fingers thrust back and forth as the tight hole squeezed them, then they pulled out again.
He rubbed some more spit over his hard cock and climbed on top of her again. "Don't! Please! You're hurting me!" she pleaded. Reese just grabbed is erection and pushed it back inside her, forcing it through her tight slit. Lyanna screamed underneath him as she was obscenely penetrated again.
One of the men clamped his hand over her mouth, muffling her cries. "That's too loud! We told you to be quiet Slut!" He kept his hand tightly clenched over her hot face as Reese began thrusting his hips. The spit helped his member slide back and forth more easily, but the hot sheath still grasped it tightly. He pulled right back and then rammed his cock forward, getting into a hard pounding motion.
Fresh tears streamed down Lyannas' face, she screamed into the big rough hand. She was being squashed down into the lumpy mattress with each hard thrust. Her tender insides felt like they were on fire from the intense, vigorous rubbing. The hands were still on her boobs, lewdly groping, squeezing and pinching.
She looked up at Reese through her blurry eyes. He had a look of bliss on his ugly face as he exerted himself, relentlessly assaulting her tight young body. The hand slipped off her face and a distressed moan escaped her lips. "Uggh ...Ungh, Please ...don't be so rough! Aaagh!" she pleaded.
Reese ignored her pleas and continued to slam his hard cock in deep. The hot little bitch had a tight pussy. He was loving it, and he was going to give her all he had. Her crying and pleading just fired up his carnal lust.
Lyanna didn't stop vainly struggling underneath the brute. Her body was racked with pain. Her assailant was breathing heavily and starting to sweat profusely as he pumped her hard. She just wanted it to end, but she realised that it would only end when he spurted out his fowl seed.
She looked up into his dark eyes, "Ungh ...Sir please, don't release inside me."
"What was that?" said Reese as he slammed his cock forward into her crotch again.
"Don't release inside me ...Please!"
"Ungh, You want me to shoot a big load of cum in your pussy?"
"NO! I don't want to get pregnant!"
He just gave her a wicked smile, "Not long now." He continued driving his cock into her violated orifice with hard deep thrusts. Lyanna just sobbed and moaned underneath him.
Reese soon started groaning and breathing heavily. "Pull it out!" cried Lyanna.
"Okay Baby, I'll pull it out." He gave a few more pumps then pushed his fat cock deep inside her again and it throbbed wildly. Lyanna could feel the warm wetness spill out inside her body. She cursed at him so loudly, it forced the other docker to clamp his hand over her mouth again.
Reese moaned loudly as his throbbing member spurt out more cum into the clenching hole. He had a blissful look on his face as gave some slow pumps, letting the tight hole milk off his cock. "Oops, too late!" he said, smiling down at her.
She looked up at him with anger and loathing, "Go to hell, you Bastard!"
"Maybe a bastard is what I've given you." He dropped down so that his hot sweaty body was pressed hard on top of her. He pressed his lips against hers' and started lustily kissing her again. She was overwhelmed with disgust as she felt the rough tongue invade her mouth, his cock lodged deep inside her cum-soaked pussy and his stinky, sweaty body pressed into her.
Soon his cock slipped out. Lyanna was relieved that he had finished. She could feel every inch of her vagina stinging and the whole thing throbbed with a dull pain. She could also feel the vile, slimy seed that he had left deep inside her.
Reese got up off of her. Lyanna just laid there on her back with her legs spread. Her exposed pussy lips were now red and puffy and wet, and so was her face. "I'm next!" said the docker next to her.
"No! No one's next! Haven't you Assholes had enough?" said Lyanna angrily.
"There's three of us isn't there?" He moved around in front of her with his hard, fat cock poking out in front of him. Lyanna started to lash out at him with her feet and fists.
Reese quickly moved around and grabbed her wrists. "Why don't you stop fighting us whore? Not doing you any good is it? You should just relax and enjoy it."
The docker had hold of her legs. He pulled her closer to him. Then he was lining his hard cock up with her pussy. The fat cockhead speared the puffy red lips and pushed its way through, driving in deep and filling her sore cunt.
Lyanna moaned loudly as he quickly began fucking her with deep, hard thrusts. The cum inside her made her tight hole quite slick. There was a lot less horrible friction as another hard cock slam-fucked her.
"Ungh, not so fast... oooh!" cried out Lyanna. The docker gripped her spread legs tightly as he continually rammed into her. Lyanna struggled feebly as Rhys had her arms pinned down above her head.
The other docker had his hands all over her big tits. Her breasts and particularly her sensitive nipples were really sore from their constant manhandling. The dark bite-mark was clearly visible around her left nipple. The docker grabbed them tightly and pushed the two fleshy orbs together. "Those tits look really fuckable." he commented.
He moved around with his hard seven-inch cock sticking out from his groin. He squatted over her so that his cock was at her chest. Lyanna looked up and could see his horrible fat thing poking out right in front of her. She looked away in disgust.
He grabbed her ample melons and squeezed them together around his hard member. They were moist with sweat and he began pushing his cock through them in a fucking motion. "Oh yeah! these lovely titties are great for tit-fucking!"
The docker behind him groaned and there was a constant wet slapping sound as he continued to ram her tight slick cunt. Lyanna turned her head away as the fat cockhead kept pushing out in front of her. She didn't like the feeling of the cock rubbing through her sore breasts, but the one thrusting hard into her aching vagina was far worse.
She tried to think about Caron. She had fantasized about having sex with him. Perhaps if she could pretend that it was Caron inside her, that would make it more bearable. But Caron would never hurt her like these brutes were.
Grunts and moans escaped her lips as the brutal rape went on and on. More and more dull pain was coming from her tender boobs as the docker squeezed and groped and thrust his hard cock into them.
Then without warning, she could feel the hot wetness spill out inside her. "Nooo!" she cried out as the rapist groaned loudly and slowed his thrusts. She could feel his thick member throbbing as more cum spurted out from it and spread out deep inside her body. It gave a few more slow thrusts and then pulled all the way out.
He let her spread legs drop to the ground. She could feel the cum dribbling out of her ravaged hole and running down over her ass. "You got a fantastic pussy baby. That was fuckin' great." said the docker as he stood up.
The other man was still roughly squeezing and fucking her sore tits. He looked down into her teary eyes, "Your nice titties are good for fucking too. I could keep going and shoot a load into your pretty face. But you like getting it in your pussy, don't you?"
He let go of her big tits and they wobbled down into place on her chest, then he stood up over her. Lyanna knew that she couldn't stop him from violating her, "Please sir, can you just not be so rough. I'm really sore down there." she begged.
"Oh you want me to give it to you real romantic-like, eh? Okay, let's get you in a romantic position." He bent down and got hold of her and started flipping her over. Lyanna groaned in protest as the men repositioned her on her elbows and knees. Reece pinned her arms down again so she couldn't move.
The docker got behind her, between her bent legs and gave her pale ass a few hard slaps. Her violated cunt was pointed behind her. The dark hair around her puffy red slit was matted and soaking wet and there was glob of pearly white cum in the opening. The docker guided his hard cock toward it.
Lyanna cried out as she felt the fat invader stab through her soft mound and push deep inside her abused, cum-slick hole. He gripped her ass tightly and slowly pulled back and then gently sunk it in deep again. His fat member continued to slowly and gently push and pull inside her tight, gooey cunt. "Do you like that Luv?"
"Yes. Keep doing it like that. Please!"
He let out a cruel laugh, "Nah, there's only one way I fuck whores!" Then he rammed his cock forward with great force, bucking her whole body forward and making her howl. He got into a hard pounding rhythm.
Lyanna cried and moaned as she was getting repeatedly bucked forward by the hard thrusts. Her fat, hanging boobs were slapping forward against her arms. Drops of cum were splashing out from her tight hole as the big cock drove into it hard.
"Naaaaaagh! Stop it! Stop it! ...Ungh!" cried out Lyanna.
"Yeah, Bang her hard Laurie!" said Reese in front of her. "We know this is what she really wants!"
He let out animalistic grunts and groans as he continued to brutally slam his groin into her. Lyanna dropped her head and moaned loudly. The big pounding cock was hurting her, but there were also some stirrings of pleasure with each deep thrust. It made her feel ashamed, she wasn't a slut or a whore, no matter how these brutes treated her.
More wet cum spilled out from her pussy as it continued to get pumped hard. The docker shifted his position so that he was pushing his weight down on top of her and was still furiously fucking the slick hole.
He gripped her ass even tighter, hurting her as his fingers dug into her skin. He started to grunt and groan louder as well. Lyanna could tell that he was getting close to cumming. She wasn't going to ask him to pull out, she knew there was no point.
The fat cock rammed its way into her a few more times. "Ungh! ooh yeah! I'm gunna cum!" he called out as he pressed all his weight down on her. He was heavy, Lyanna collapsed down onto the mattress under his weight. She could feel his hot sweaty body pressing into her, and his cock was wedged in deep.
She moaned as she felt the cock throb and more hot wet cum spurt out inside her. He groaned loudly and moved his ass, giving a few more thrusts as his throbbing member spurt more cum into the tight orifice. He pulled back and his cock slipped out of her. Her sore pussy still throbbed and she could feel the wet cum spilling out of it.
She was red faced and panting as he got off of her. Reece had let go of her arms as well. She moved her hand to her face and wiped the tears from her eyes. Then the docker squatted down next to her head, poking his thick slimy member into her face. "Clean it up for me Luv." She screwed her face up and turned her head away.
He quickly grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked it hard, making her yelp in pain. "Do it!" he said angrily. He moved the cock to her lips and she parted them, allowing the wet dick to push through into her mouth. Lyanna was feeling queasy as she tasted the cum and fluids. She gently sucked on the cock as it bobbed in her mouth. It was softening as she sucked and soon slipped out again.
Lyanna spat onto the ground and wiped her mouth as the sweaty docker got up. She sat up on the old mattress and winced as she felt the intense soreness in her ravaged vagina. Her three attackers were standing over her. "She's so fuckin' hot, I could do her again right now."
"Yeah, but we better get back to work. The boss will have our balls if we don't get that cargo loaded before dark."
"Shit, you're right."
"Should we pay her?"
"Nah." said Reese. "She was telling us that she wasn't a whore." He looked down at her, "You don't get paid if your not a whore. Maybe that will teach you to be more compliant." She glared up at him with burning anger and hatred. He looked over at her scrunched up pants on the floor. "Actually..." He went over and picked them up and began rifling through them. He pulled out her coin-purse and felt the weight of it.
"Hey! Get your hands off that." called out Lyanna. "That's mine!" She couldn't believe he was going to rob her, after what they did to her. Reece poured the coins out into his hand.
"Share 'em out." said the docker holding his hand out to him.
"Please don't. That's all I have." Lyanna pleaded.
"It aint all you have." said Reece, "You have a pussy don't ya? As long as you have a pussy you can make more money." He handed out some of the coins to the other men and kept six gold pieces and the ring for himself.
Laurie smiled down a the young brunette, "We're actually man-whores, you're paying us for a good fucking."
The other docker laughed and started walking out, "Come on, the sooner we load that cargo, the sooner I can go and get drunk. I cant wait to tell the boys at the tavern all about this."
Reece looked down at her and made a kissy face. "Thanks for that girl. I really needed that." Lyanna just glared at him. He smiled and then walked off. The men all exited the derelict building, leaving her alone, sitting there on the soiled mattress.
Lyanna wiped the tears from her eyes again. She couldn't believe what had just happened to her, mercilessly violated by three repulsive strangers. She could feel their fowl seed leaking out from her sore cunt. They took all her money too, she wouldn't even be able to buy the herbal contraception tea that Joanna had told her about.
The naked girl was trembling as she slowly picked herself up from the mattress. She needed to get dressed again. Her underwear had been cut away from her body, it was ruined. Her new blouse was in tatters as well. She picked it up and wiped her wet crotch. She then retrieved her pants off the floor and put them on.
Her chest was still bare, she couldn't go out there with her sore red boobs exposed. She looked around amongst the rubbish and debris in the gloomy room. Not far from the mattress she found a battered old tunic. It smelt bad, but she could wear it. She slipped it on over her head and winced as the rough material brushed over her aching nipples.
At least she was clothed again. Lyanna looked down at herself and realised that she was wearing beggar clothes. She had accomplished her mission, though she didn't much care about that right now. She just wanted to get home. She shuddered as she felt a trickle of wet cum running down her leg.
Lyanna found her shoes and put them on, then she headed for the exit of the building, she just wanted to get out of this horrible place. She had to walk slowly, as her crotch was extremely tender.
The weather was still dark and gloomy when she got outside. The rain was just starting to fall. Good, she felt so filthy and defiled, she wanted to rain to wash over her.
She saw the old beggar over at the entrance of the alleyway. He gave her a big toothless grin. She just ignored him and walked on. It was going to be a long walk back to the Bear Pit.
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