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Falina, female kobold, is a contestant in the Heat Games, which are like the Hunger Games only I didn't know the books existed when I wrote part 1, hahaha. Anyway, read part one to understand her predicament. If you don't care, well, enjoy the sex.

Her heart sank as she felt them force her to turn around. A hand on the small of her back pressed her chest to the wooden wall, and she felt her legs kicked apart. A hand grabbed her tail and she squeaked as it was pulled harshly up. The smell of her filled the room and all three males groaned. "We are going to run a train on you, girl," one said, half chuckling and half growling.

The male kobold (they were all kobolds) who had snapped away her lanyard was directly behind her. She turned her head to try and look at him, and only caught a glimpse of three aroused males before her head was grabbed from behind and forced to face the wall. She hadn't seen much; they were all of them wreathed in shadow, but she made out the distinct shapes of three erect penises. She didn't need her eyes for that, though. She could smell their arousal. It was her scent doing it to them. She was in heat, at the very peak of it.

The game was going poorly. She had already been caught by one male, who had taken her mouth; lucky for her she had not too much earlier than that found the 'oral' card that spared her a swift loss. After that, she had come across the 'anal' card, the second and last card that would spare her virginity, and therefor her chances at the game. But that was in the possession now of a male whose hands were on her hips, pulling them back enough to arch her rear up, to present her tailhole to him. Legs spread and bent over against the wall, there was nothing and nobody to spare her from this.

And nothing did. She felt the head of his cock press against her tight ring of flesh and she gasped. One of her horns was grabbed, to keep her head steady, as the male behind her growled and pressed forward. She clenched her teeth, gasping suddenly as the head of his cock penetrated her anus, and took away her backdoor virginity. The other males growled appreciatively, watching the one lucky guy plunge the rest of his cock up her unresisting backside, as Falina's mouth opened and she gasped sharply. He was stretching her so wide!

Her claws raked down the wooden wall, her toes curling against the dirt floor. The male behind her breathed a long sigh against the back of her neck, seating himself to the hilt in her untested backside. "This is tight," he grunted appreciatively, one hand taking hold of her hip as he pressed himself up against her rump, making her gasp again as he fit another inch or two inside her tight orifice. She could feel his testicles press against her wet sex, and she was very wet indeed. An astute listener could hear the soft pat-pat of her cunt juices dripping onto the floor.

They would also hear the soft whir and click of the cameras as they focused. She was on national television; or would be, after the episode was edited and broadcast. Not many girls had the opportunity to lose their anal virginity on national television to strange males she'd never met before. She'd be water-cooler talk for days...

No time for that, however, as the male in her ass started to fuck her.

There was no romance or steamy passion. He was horny, she in heat. Her ass was tight and warm, and he fucked it. Her body jolted forward sharply, her mouth opening in a soft grunt as he drew out and plunged back into her, that odd feeling of fullness retreating and surging back again. The male grunted, teeth clenched as he jerked his hips in the steady rhythm of the ages. In quick, out slow, back in.

"Pound that cunt," said one of the males; she wasn't sure which. It didn't matter. Her face felt hot with embarrassment and she turned her head away. Not that anyone was looking at her face. All eyes were on the cock disappearing over and over underneath her tail. Her anus burned, softly, as if the pain was ashamed to get in the way of such a carnal act. The male behind her was relentless, thrusting at his own pace, enjoying himself how he liked. His hands roamed her body, from her shoulders to her hips, where he pulled her out a little further, forcing her to present more. Every now and then he smacked her on the rump, more to give his hands something to do while he enjoyed himself in her backside. All Falina could do was whimper and yelp at the spanks and study the wood grain of the wall in front of her. Any time she tried to look around her head was grabbed and forced to stare forward. Fat lot of good finding that anal card was, she thought gloomily to herself.

The male started speeding up. She winced, clenching her teeth and grunting as his hips slapped up against her firm rump cheeks. He was fucking her deeper, with more hunger. He was close. She rocked back and forth, her head swaying. She focused, tried to stay loose, to keep from flinching and tightening up; not that it would stop him, of course. It just made it easier on her. The other males were growing more restless, each one knowing that the time for her true deflowering was going to be soon, and they would all of them be making some quality money. They just had to wait for...

And there it was. The male in her ass groaned, pressing in as deep as he could. For the first time, Falina was introduced to the sensation of a male filling her up. He was cumming in her... a part of her couldn't believe it. His penis was inside her ass and he was pumping his sperm into her body. She shuddered, sagging a little, totally humiliated and reduced. That was it, then. She was taken.

The male wasn't even finished when hands grabbed at her, pulling her away from him. She yelped as his cock was yanked from her anus, a lonely rope of cum jetting from his tip to land against her flank. She was roughly walked to the other side of the small cabin and pushed over a rickety table. Hands pressed her shoulders to the wood; she grunted as her chest hit the surface. She felt her tail yanked up, exposing her holes to them, both dripping, just with different fluids. She braced herself for the penetration. But it never came.

Instead, there was a scuffle behind her. For a moment she was left untouched in every way. She looked over her shoulder, squinting in the bad light. The male who had fucked her already was leaning against the wall, catching his breath and watching in amusement as the other two were having a shoving match. It was comical; the two males, cocks erect and bobbing between them, grappling with each other in an attempt to be the first to claim her.

Clarity struck her then. She was free.

Ahead of her, on the other side of the table, was a window; the glass old and grimy. Nearby was an old stool. She grabbed it and threw. The sound of the glass shattering stopped the room, and it only started up again when the males saw the tip of her tail slip through into the moonlight beyond.

"Get her!" she heard being yelled from inside the cabin. Panting, stumbling, Falina ran.

Once again the pumping adrenaline of raw flight. She ran pellmell directly forward; she knew where the exit would be, and there was no profit in sneaking now. She was not only leaking her own fluids liberally at this point, but male cum was dripping from her raw tailhole; any male would be able to easily track her. The only weapon she had was speed. But the aforementioned anus was troubling her; it felt raw and used, and complained as she ran. She did her best to ignore it.

She could hear them. They were close; driven not just by the prospect of money but by an even more primal male need - sex. They were just as careless as she, tearing after her in a noisy mess of running bodies.

The treeline broke into a long, flat field. One the other end she could see the archway, lit up with floodlights and torches. Beyond, she knew, was a short tunnel that led to a room where she would be clothed, congratulated, and handed a gaudy suitcase full of money. They're edit in the applause later.

Tall grass whipped at her knees and tail as she ran. She risked a glance over her shoulder; three males in pursuit and gaining. They were fanned out, one directly behind and the other two at her sides. They were faster than her; Falina was never much of a sprinter. Her legs were burning, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. The archway looked so far away. The lights were blinding, inviting. She just needed to dig deep, to-

Her world went end over end as one of the males caught up to her and threw his shoulders into her. She lost her footing and tumbled, yapping desperately the entire way. She tried to right herself, to get her feet underneath her, when something heavy collided with her body. A male had tackled her. She could feel his strong arms trying to hold her down. She fought the instinct to yield, tried to squirm out of his grasp. She was able to, for just a moment, shake free. Her legs were underneath her for a moment when a second weight hit her and bore her to the ground. They were on her in moments.

Two pairs of hand went to each other her shoulders, pressing her chest to the ground. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears. She squirmed and kicked, desperately, but they were so strong.; why were males so strong? She heard them laughing, though they were all out of breath. "Just finish her," she heard one of them say.

Her tail was grabbed and yanked; she yelped, her ass lifted up, her chest kept pressed to the ground. One of them was behind her; she tried to escape and felt her rump smacked, hard, the sound echoing across the field. She stiffened, eyes wide, and the males laughed again. "Give her another!" the one holding down her right shoulder said, and he was obliged as she took another sharp crack on the other ass cheek. She whimpered, to the amusement of all.

"Quit messin. Do her," said the one on her left, and she felt her hips grabbed. The male on her right put his knee on her shoulder and grabbed her tail with both hands, yanking it up and back, well out of the way. She felt a prodding at her backside. In the desperation of the eleventh hour, she sought something she could use to escape, some miracle whereby she could turn events to her favor.

There! She saw it out of the corner of her eye, if only she c-

"AAH!" she cried out, as something hard and smooth surged into her unprotected pussy. She jerked forward sharply as the male's hips collided with her rump; he was balls deep on the first stroke. Electric shocks pulsed through her body, and she was on the verge of cumming already. All thoughts of escape blanked out in her mind.

She was in heat. A male was fucking her. This was her place.

The males seemed to recognize that early. They let her go; she made no move to shake free. The male behind her was gripping her hips, pumping himself in and out with the single-minded drive of one who is committed to doing a job right. The sex was loud; she was tight and wet, he was going in deep and fast. Relentless. Mouth open, panting, hips pumping, slapping her ass with his groin. Falina's face rubbed on the grass as the smack smack smack echoed in her ears, the smell of their mating wafted past her nose. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open, soft moans coming from her. Deep in her mind a voice was yelling at her that this was a golden opportunity to escape. Before he cums! Before he seeds her and she loses all that money! That voice died with a whimper as she came hard around the mystery male's cock. She tore up handfuls of grass, pressed her backside into him, and moaned long and loud...

A hand grabbed her by the horns and jerked her up. Blearily, as though through a fog, she could see cameras approaching, with lights; the silhouette of the host. Her body jerked with the thrusts, as the male behind her moaned aloud, fucking her deeper and faster. She panted like a slut on a porno movie, making sounds she never imagined herself making. Finally he plunged in deeply, and she could hear him grunting, grinding himself against her. He was cumming...

"So Falina, you didn't win the money," the host said, his voice sounding odd and out of place as behind her, a male was groaning through the remainder of his orgasm; his cock emptying the last of its seed right into her fertile womb.

"Nnnh," she said, wincing as the lights shone in her eyes.

"Despite finding both cards!" the host went on cheerfully, as the male behind her pulled out, her cunt dripping their mixture of fluids. She couldn't see, but felt the presence of a cameraman behind her, capturing every little clear/white drop.

"Mmmnh."

"Haha, well it seems Falina is a little too busy to talk to us tonight," said the host, turning back to the camera as Falina's face was pressed back to the ground, a new male taking up position behind her. She squeaked as she was filled back up, not even thinking to protest at that point. The male grabbed her wrists and pulled them back, lifting her chest up a little as he set to plowing her, leaving her chest and head to bob up and down as she was fucked.

She could feel another orgasm approaching her as she became aware of a presence standing in front of her face. She looked up just in time to see the host grinning down at her. His pants had fallen around his ankles, his erection bumping right up against the tip of her nose. "You know what to do," he said, in a voice markedly more normal than his 'game show host' one.

She reflected, as his shaft slid over her tongue, his tip bumping the back of her throat, his hand on the back of her head; behind her, the male grunting as he fucked her harder, the cameras catching every moment; I do.