Welcome to the Stockades.

Welcome to the Stockades part two: Rescue from hell.

[Forced] [Oral] [Anal] [M/M/F]

“Just kill me now!” Zeenia groaned, her head slamming into the table for a third time.

“Your not going to do yourself any good doing that.” One of the guards said, a faint chuckle edging his words.

“I’m hoping to knock myself out before you rape me!” She hissed, her head coming down for a forth time.

“Who said anything about raping you?” The second asked. A faint glimmer of hope formed as she tried to look over her shoulder.

A moment later she heard a loud smack, and jumped as she felt a sting course through her left cheek. She didn’t know which one did it, but she was going to gut him when this was over.

For now at least the death knight was powerless to fight them off. Given she was still chained to the table. She could hear movement, the clunking of there mailed boots on the stone floor, and knew what was about to happen next.

Sure enough, she felt the head of a guards cock rubbing against her netherlips a second later. Gritting her teeth, she tried to steel herself for the inevitable.

Before he forced his way into her however. The second grabbed a handful of her hair and dragged her up till her head was level with his member.

Knowing there was no choice in the mater, she opened her mouth and let her tongue slide out, giving him access to her mouth. While she hated what was happening, she had to admit it was a better concept then the orc, she shivered at the thought of what he’d do to her given the chance.

There most have been some unspoken plan between them or something. For as the one in front of her pushed into he mouth, the one behind started to push into her pussy.

The death knight would have moaned in pleasure, had the one behind now suddenly thrust all the way and abruptly hilted himself in her tight, almost virgin depths. Whimpering in a mixture of pain and unwanted pleasure, the draenei was silenced by the human in front of her suddenly thrusting into her mouth, resulting in her choking due to him catching her off guard.

“Damn she’s tight!” The one behind her groaned, not wasting any time pounding her nethers with rough, sharp thrusts. Before she could even blink, the grip on her hair became painfully tight, and she was soon being dragged back and forth along the second guards length.

Each time he hit the back of her throat, she couldn’t held but choke or gag due to the constant thrusting. The defies had taken her roughly sure, but at least he’d been a littler slower, and she’d had time to prepare herself, this tie she’d no such luck.

What was worse, was the constant thrusting into her depths resulted in long dormant feelings slowly awakening. As much as she hated to admit it, her sex began to dampen slightly, as such, it made the rough thrusts come easier, and while the draenei was grateful for that relief. The fact that she was enjoying being raped to an extent left her growling in frustration.

“She’s good; I’ll give her that…Didn’t think these dead sluts could even feel anything like this.” The one in front of her mumbled, and she realized with a start that at some point she’d began willingly sucking and grinding her tongue against his cock.

Still though, if it meant pleasing them faster…

No, that wasn’t the reason why she kept going. She was beginning to enjoy this! Something in the back of her mind was slowly making her succumb to the rough treatment. A nagging sensation that this was indeed a fun way to be treated.

Blushing slightly, she kept grinding her tongue against the underside of his member as it slid in and out of her mouth, her black lips now stained with precum and saliva. The latter of which was now beginning to roll down her chin.

The death knight briefly wondered what was the cause of her change in attitude. One moment she was growling and attempting to gut everyone that dare touch her, yet now she was silently beginning to saver every rough thrust, every tug of her hair. It was divine, yet so very wrong at the same time.

“This is…Kind of awkward.” One of them, she couldn’t tell which, mumbled. A second later she felt the one violating her nethers grab her tail, using it to thrust into her even harder then before. “Maybe we should risk…Unchaining her?” He finished, the one in front laughed.

“Why not? She’s unarmed, not like she can do anything to us.” He commented, before setting the keys to her manacles down next to her head. Light she could just about reach them and get out of this herself, but her hands wouldn’t go any closer. She couldn’t bring herself to snatch the keys and escape.

“I don’t know…Her kind are pretty to-tough.” She heard the one behind her groan, the way his thrusts were becoming harder but slower, and the subtle twitching of his length inside her told her all she needed, he was losing it.

Strangely, her body was responding to this. She could feel the pleasure building to a head inside her, the stimulation making the draenei moan around the mouthful of cock she was forced to deal with. At the same time, she began pushing back, almost begging for more of his shaft.

This of course meant he reached his peak a lot sooner, her innerwalls clamping down tightly and milking his member for everything he had. And with a loud moan, the first of many spurts of cum flooded her pussy.

With each twitch of his shaft, she whimpered, or moaned again. As a few seconds later, she dug her nails into the table she was chained to, her body tensed, and she shivered as her own orgasm washed over her body.

“So the slut enjoyed it after all...” The one abusing her throat commented as her moans slowly died down and she managed to regain her senses. The first thing she noted was the mixture of fluids now running down the insides of her legs. Plus the lack of a cock inside her anymore. Only the one in her mouth remained.

That didn’t last long either. As the second guard promptly shoved his member as deep as he could, his grip on her hair became even stronger as she forced her further still and held her in place. she couldn’t breath, luckily she didn’t have too so it was easily ignored, and a moment later the shaft suddenly jumped inside her throat, causing her to choke, before she could recover, something warm rushed into her mouth and made the sensation worse. Forcing herself to relax and accept his seed, it soon flowed down her throat, though more kept flowing, obviously the guard hadn’t had a good fuck in a long time.

Soon the saliva running past her lips and down her chin was joined by streaks of white as she failed to swallow it all. He pulled out of her mouth, and the last jet or two of his cum struck her face, marring her azure skin.

“That’s a good slut.” He chuckled, before snatching the keys from the table. “We should get the others down here first, let them have a turn. The death knight glared at him, them two were one thing, the rest of the Stockades watch was another entirely.

“Nah, the captain will kill us if he finds out.” The first commented, she’d have asked about what they’d do, to keep her silent. When she heard the lock of her right manacle clicking.

A second later her hand was free, then promptly pinned behind her back the left joined it straight after, and the draenei heard one of them fumbling with something behind her.

“Hey! I won’t say anything! Just let me go damn it!” She snapped, hoping her slightly twisted voice, thanks to her current undead state, plus her commanding tone would scare them into obeying.

“Ah but what’s to stop you from killing us?” She heard one of them hiss in her ear, before the draenei felt ropes being wrapped around her wrists and cutting into her smooth flesh a moment later.

Zeenia felt one of them tug on the ropes to ensure they were secure, before they were roughly wretched backwards and she was thrown backwards, hitting the ground with a loud thud. “Why exactly are we unchaining her? Then tying her straight up again with rope?” One of the guards asked.
“Simple. This way we can change her position, chained to the table she was stuck like that…Now though, we can using her anyway we like.” The other replied.

Groaning in pain, the draenei hastily blinked her eyes back into focu. Only to spot the first guard now towering over her, a smug look on his face as he grabbed her by the hair as the previous one had done and hauled her, whimpering, up till she was level with his length. “Clean it whore.’ He snarled. Not wanting to risk any worse treatment. She nodded and closed her lips around the human’s shaft, soon enough she began sucking it to the best of her ability, much to the guard’s pleasure.

As the death knight set to work cleaning his shaft, she noted the other guard’s lack of input, almost as if he’d left the room or something. Or probably just standing in a corner drooling over her abused body, she couldn’t care less right now.

Her question was answered a second later. As she felt someone, no doubt the second guard, haul her upright by her tail, a second later his other hand grabbed the ropes around her hands and held her steady.

Without waiting for her to prepare or even giving her a warning, the guard suddenly drove his entire length into her behind. The death knight squealed in pain and shock at this. She wasn’t a stranger to sex, but her ass was still virgin!

He didn’t stop there, already he was roughly driving his length, and he wasn’t small either, in and out of her tight rear. No tears came, save for the ones of humiliation at letting this happen to her. Pain was something she was used to, but being tied up and abused like this was completely new to her.

“Think we struck a nerve?” The one behind her asked, a quiet chuckle escaping him even as he spoke.

“Nah, she’s just enjoying it so much that she can’t help herself…Isn’t that right?” The second guard, the one now using her throat replied, though at the same time gave a rather sharp thrust and buried his length into her mouth, she didn’t choke this time, having already controlled her breathing earlier.

She wanted to bite down, uncaring of the consequences. But for some reason, her head bobbed slightly, a faint nod in response to there comments.

“Holy hell! She really does like it!” The guard laughed, and started to slide his member in and out of her mouth again. “If you like it so much, then who am I to deny you…?” She knew what that meant. And sure enough, both of them started to thrust harder, the loud smacks of there hips meeting reached her. Still the draenei didn’t fight back, she could have easily driven a hoof into the one behind hers knee or even crushed his feet. But something made her hold still.

Now the comment earlier began to make sense. It wasn’t really rape if she was enjoying it, was it?

The death knight was more mortified with herself for enjoying the assault, rather then at the guards for taking advantage of her now. how could anyone enjoy this kind of treatment?

That was a question she couldn’t answer, nor was she searching for a proper answer, Zeenia was just content to let them have there fun, it would be all over soon.

It was at this point, that her sucking grew stronger, and her hips started to eagerly push back against the guard. The taste of hers and the guards cum on his length spurring her on and making her tongue circle and explore every inch of it. The taste was intoxicating to her. The tiny, nagging voice in her head, the one that demanded she merely live through this was slowly silenced, now she let several quiet moans of lust and pleasure escape her.

Both guards laughed, and even mocked her eagerness, but the death knight didn’t let it get to her. Let them have there fun, and she’d have hers.

“So…Tight…” The guard behind her groaned, she could feel his thrusts slowing, just like before when his friend filled her nethers. Knowing her rear was about to receive the same treatment, she took great care in carefully tightening and relaxing the muscles of her ass, deliberately milking his cock for everything he had.

And a moment later, with a loud moan. He gave her exactly what she wanted. The draenei couldn’t help but offer a satisfied moan as his shaft twitched inside her, and a moment later the feeling of his seed painting her insides caused a second sound of pleasure.

The guard using her mouth slowed down as well, she heard something about, not wanting to lose it, and almost groaned, she just wanted him to finish so she could either rest, or probably start round three.

Slower pace or not, Zeenia doubled her efforts, and he soon shuddered as another load of human cum was forced down her throat. This time though she greedily swallowed every drop and even tried for more.

“Now what do we do with her?” She heard the guard behind her ask. The sound of clicking buckles and clinking metal accompanying his words as he slowly donned his armour once again.

“Commander would hang us for this. But I reckon we should drag her out of here and take her back to the barracks.” His accomplice shrugged slightly as he pulled his shaft from her mouth and vanished from sight.

Zeenia allowed herself to sink to her knees so she could rest for a second. “I don’t know. Don’t you think the others would say something?”

“Not if we share.” The draenei’s ears perked up. “She could be like…The guard’s personal slut or something.” Oh, fuck, no. these bastards were one thing, but she wasn’t going to just get dragged off and used by the entire city watch!

She started to strain and struggle with her bonds. They were too busy messing with there gear and talking to notice the creaking of her ropes.

“How do we get her out of here without anyone noticing then?” She couldn’t help but grin as a loud snap greeted her ears.

“One of us will have to distract the commander, while the other drags her out and stashes her somewhere for the time being.” By now, both were in there armour and made the mistake of turning there backs to the death knight.

“Or…” They whipped around, only to find the leering face of the woman they’d juse abused not two feet from them. “I kick your asses and you get nothing.”

“Oh fuck…”

A loud clang filled the Stockades, then everything went silent.


Ten minutes later:

Zeenia stumbled out of the cell. Now wearing several pieces of plate armour stolen from the now unconscious guards. “Thanks for the fun boys.” She giggled, pausing to adjust the oversized gauntlets. “But I got a couple of friends. And my stuff to find.”

She quietly set off down the first corridor that looked promising, in hopes of finding her missing friends, preferably before they ended up getting raped by the city watch as well.