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"Come now, Torgen. Can't you ream a whore better than that?" He chuckled from his seat near the door of the barn. Vem was trapped. The olive green orc assassin had botched a job. Instead of killing her client's most powerful rival, she'd killed his twin brother and now her client was under suspicion for murder. She did not know he had a brother!

"I didn't know!" The orc cried out, or she would have had her mouth not been plugged with a ball gag. Her arms were twisted behind her and bound with leather straps so her captors could suspend her from one of the rafters above her. She dangled like an ornament with her tits spilling out to the cold night air from the gaping hole in her black leather one piece. The fiends had sliced through her outfit with one of her own daggers!

Not only that, but her client had a minotaur for a guard. This Torgen. Vem was, in her gagged state, unable to utter any form of word or honest syllable. This didn't stop her from grunting and gagging as the minotaur behind her speared his horse cock up her tight little asshole. Vem had honestly resisted! She was not being paid for this, in fact, her client was refusing to pay! That job wasn't easy!

It didn't stop Torgen from bottoming out in her rectum until the grunting little orc could feel the front of her stomach bulge with the minotaur's length. The beast was huge! It was like being impaled by a draft horse, not that Vem knew what any such adventure would feel like! She, she tried to be an honest assassin! A death for an honest coin! She only whored out when desperate, she swore! And not to minotaurs!

"Yes'n, M'Lord." The minotaur grunted for his master and grabbed Vem by the back of the head. His thick burly hands laced its fingers into her short hair and yanked her back. She'd have yelled if she could. The minotaur had been happy until then to hold her by the hips as he fucked her good and loose, but his pace had been slow.

"Rape the shit out of her, Torgen. I'll give you an extra whore to screw this month if you can make this orc bitch puke cum." Her now permanently ex-client said, and Vem struggled against her bindings. This was going too far! Her ass was already swallowing enough equine steel to keep herself fed for a year, she didn't need to find out how much vanilla pudding she'd be getting on top of it!

The minotaur snorted and grabbed the rope holding her aloft with his free hand. Her legs were dangling with her toes just off the ground and Torgen began to swing her off his cock with his hand guiding the rope. Vem never thought she'd regret having such a fat and fine ass as her rump collided with the minotaurs brutish hips with every swing of her body and thrust of his pelvis!

She- She had standards! This was beyond the pale! Her eyes were rolling back in her head with tears running down her cheeks, but she wasn't cumming like a whore as she drooled from around her gag! No! Torgen brutalized her asshole like he owned her like a slave, and the orc assassin was loving, no, she wasn't! Try not to fall in love with it, she desperately thought!

The pistoning prick ramming through her intestines was spurting hot pre all up in her. The lurid lube was oiling her up so good that even with all her delightful tightness she was splitting up and down the minotaur's cock without any trouble. Whatever resistance she had given Torgen before was long since gone. All that was left was for Vem to continue to pretend that that wasn't her pussy cum splattered the wooden floor as she hosed herself down with a hard orgasm.

No, Vem wasn't a dirty whore for fat... thick... horse dick. Never! Torgen let go of the rope and grabbed her head with both hands He pulled her back until she was forced to arch her back. He pounded her all the harder with his spear pushing a thick bulge into her gut that showed through the abdominals she was so proud of. The hot tears of joy continued to flow down her face as the minotaur slapped his nuts against her neglected cunt, pummeling her blood engorged clit with every hard buck of his hips that hilted himself deep in her pucker.

His large hands head her hand like a child held a small melon. He could crush her if he wanted, but he saved his primal rage for her colon and whatever else orc whores had in their cavities. The abs she could have grated cheese on were being smoothed out as she was roughly bloated with cock as Torgen churned cum butter in her asshole.

Vem heard him snort hard. The orc felt those massive pendulous nuts surge and tighten up against her cunt just as she was slammed hard into the minotaur's crotch. She wished she wasn't gagged up, as she'd have screamed so hard her tongue would have hung from her mouth like a panting dog. The thick bulge of the minotaur's urethra bulged and throbbed as it shot its produce up the squishy tunnel and into her rectum.

The first rope hit her and she saw stars, then the second, and the third. Her stomach swelled as her small and large intestines were flooded with more spunk than she knew a man of any breed could give. It kept pumping into her until she started to panic. Her sex fueled orgasmic high was waning as the pressure mounted more and more until she could feel it squirt and gurgle through her insides.

Vem started to protest, but the gag stopped her. It hit her stomach and she suddenly felt bloated like she'd eaten three feasts in a row. She vomited. Or. She tried. The gag stopped the deluge of cum from doing much more than leaked out the corners of her mouth. She spasmed and jerked in her bindings as Torgen kept rutting his nuts dry into her asshole. Her throat started to bulge as cum shot from her nose and tried to force its way out from the corners of her eyes like milk gone awry.

The orc felt like she'd pop! Suddenly, the leather strap of the ball gag snapped and the white ball that had plugged her shot from her mouth only to be quickly followed by a gush of cum that spilled to the floor to join the puddle that was already growing beneath her from the excess pumping out of her abused asshole.

"Atta boy. Finish up and throw her in the pin. We'll figure out what to do with her tomorrow."

The minotaur was panting and heaving hard over the now unconscious orc slut. The olive green assassin was a limp mess of whore. Torgen let go of her head and let her hang freely as he slid his softening prick from her analcunt. He ripped her down from the raftor, not bothering to undo her bindings, and slung her into one of the stables where she would stay the night, leaking, until morning.