"Help me turn her over, Kano. Just to give her a stretch." She heard, the words breaching the fuzzy sort of delirium she had found after the long day. "Whatcha think, Serrin. For a few hours?"
"Wanna choke her fulla muck while you're at it?" Kano snapped.
"We can cover it," Jenkins argued, waving at her before ducking closer. "Serrin?"
"Please," she shivered uncontrollably, her body locked up in needling pain. "It hurts."
"Men're more likely to fill that back hole if you're on your belly," she was warned, though she could hear him starting to relent.
"Bet'her pussy's about on fire anyhow."
Jenkins wasn't wrong. It burned like hellfire and her belly felt so swollen full. She swore she could feel all the mingling loads of cum in her womb, stretching at her insides, clawing up into her to try and catch.
They were careful as they undid the rope lines and bracers that held her in place, loosening them only from the posts to turn her and switch the lines. She cried out as they rolled her over, Kano holding her steady as Jenkins re-tied her. They had kindly put a rag down where her face would fall, keeping her from eating dirt and mud. She whimpered, crying as her muscles woke to the feeling of fire, burning and hot.
Kano's hip was pressed to her shoulder, one large palm spread on her back while he clutched her head against his crotch. He rubbed against her cheek gently, thrusting his half erection against her as hands suddenly smoothed up the backs of her thighs.
"Look real pretty from behind, Serrin," Jenkins told her softly, voice almost honeyed sweet. She knew what that meant. She wasn't stupid. "Real pretty. Like one o'them expensive ladies up on Highcourt."
The well paid and high class whores. They wouldn't even consider employing her after checking the Mound registry and finding her name, bold as day. They didn't like stray sloppy cocks polluting their wares.
"Last one tonight, angel" Kano promised. "I'll wait til mornin', alright?"
Serrin responded only by turning her face into his crotch and nuzzling back her appreciation, whimpering as Jenkins fingered her. His middle finger stroked in and out of her cunt while he used the other hand to tease at her anus. She heard him spit and groaned as Kano brushed her hair from her face, rubbing his fabric covered cock against her nose and mouth. Kano started slowly dry humping her face, groaning as he grabbed into her hair. She could feel saliva in her crack, a thumb rubbing against her already abused asshole.
Her cunt gaped happily, sloppy wet as he pulled his finger out, all attention now on her other hole.
"Lemme just work you open a bit first, huh?"
Just one more in her ass for the night, maybe Kano in her mouth, then she could sleep awhile.
*
Amon came upon her again in early morning, far before it was light, his gloved hand clamping down on her mouth and nose to wake her.
She squirmed and yelped but he smothered the sound well and chuckled, having straddled her at the same instant he'd covered her mouth. Her usual guards had left only her left wrist and ankle tied, letting her roll off the Mound to her side for the few hours of sleep she was allowed. She had no idea where her replacements were, though. The night guards were gone.
"Shhhh," he encouraged as she writhed underneath him. "Hush now, relax. Breathe."
He still didn't move his hand but she stopped fighting. She glared up at him in moonlight, feeling her stomach twist at the feel of him on top of her. He made her sick, him specifically. He scared her, what he could do. What he was capable of scared her more than a hundred nameless cocks stabbing between her thighs, especially when they were alone.
"Good girl," he gentled, grinning feral as he obviously saw her fear. "Bribed the night boys to let me lay with you awhile. Wouldja like that?"
Serrin shook her head hard and tried to scramble away again only for him to clamp down tighter. "Keep tryin'. I'll tell the Magistrate how you've attempted to escape."
She stilled instantly, swallowing hard as he stretched out over her. If he did that then it all would have been a waste. Her virginity lost, pussy stretched and battered, all for nothing.
He really did rest down beside her, oddly, surprising her. His clothed legs stretched out, one hooking over her calves as he scooched down lower than her and took in her breasts.
"Not allowed to fuck you till it's my time, so relax," he murmured, lowering his hand finally to pluck at a nipple. "Just wanna suck on these tits awhile, be close to ya."
Serrin gasped when he leaned forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth, tongue pressing it up. She flinched when he sucked hard, her tender nipple between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. She gasped when he finally loosened it.
"You a mammy? A wet nurse?" His voice had become a hopeful whisper and it was eerie in the moonlight. "You got tits for suckling."
