Vayne's eyes shot wide, the option of abusing her body while she was restrained finally in the air. Now more than ever, she struggled and jerked to break the hold of the illegal summoner lock on her body, finding no avail besides the smallest motion. Devan smirked at the offer presented by the Noxian summoner. "...That's good too. I am good with that idea." he replied.
"Never one to argue for a free fuck," Takuya added. His gaze fell to the knelt body of the marksman, eyes boring into the exposed posterior sticking up for him to see. He licked his lips as more lecherous ways to punish Vayne formulated in thought. "Its been a while since I fucked a champion too."
"Shit, I'm not the only one then," Devan motioned, kneeling down to the level of the hunter. "Especially a Demacian one. Wondering if Lux was the standard after she begged me way back. Gotta thank Ezreal for being a 'self-absorbed ass' and showing her up."
William hummed, looking to the Night Hunter whose gaze held the haze of concern. While he was no doubt highly attracted to the body and mind of the markswoman, more so the former than the latter, he wasn't too fond of allowing others to partake of his property. At least not while he hadn't indulged into it beforehand. However, he recalled the arrangements for the cooperation within the room, their compliance for entrapping the dark-haired champion rewarded with revenge of any style or caliber. Of course, he could allow them to rampage in assaulting her with fists and the like, but then she'd be more sour and battered. That'd be no good for him later.
"I see no qualms in enjoying yourselves with her. But I claim first access to her maidenhood," he agreed. William slipped a small pouch from underneath the table and tossed it to the Noxian. "However, if you plan to partake, I suggest using that beforehand. wouldn't want her retaliation to end with someone's genitals damaged."
Alexander raised an eyebrow before pulling out a small case from the pouch. He opened it to see a small vial and a syringe tucked into the foam sections. He raised the vial up and shook it, seeing the clear contents bubble lightly. "What is this? Some kinda aphrodisiac?"
"Oh please. I am no prude to drug my future betrothed with some infantile concept like aphrodisiacs. What's in there is Hexnanos," William explained, earning stunned looks from Alexander and Devan.
"Where in the blue fuck did you get Hexnanos?" Devan asked. "Even Zaun's darkest black markets have banned traffic of those."
"Concern yourselves less of my networking to acquiring them and more to ensuring her compliance. Inject her with the vial so she doesn't try to rip your dicks off." William ordered. The three looked to each other and shrugged before Alexander and Takuya held her arms and legs down while Devan moved towards her head.
"G-get the h-hell away from m-me!" Vayne growled. "S-someone! T-these s-summoners are planning t-to-"
"You seem to be lacking in intellect from time to time, my dear. What makes you think I would allow interference from anyone when I am trying to enjoy a good evening with you?" William mused, his tone sinisterly sweet as he stood from his seat on the sofa and paced over to the marksman. "I'd hate for the public to hear of your sweet moaning, so I silenced the room from the outside. No one can hear you call out. No one will hear you scream."
Vayne paled, seeing the dark expression of the Demacian before her body was wracked in pain from her neck, the syringe finally plunging it's pointed head into her neck before the feeling of something began seeping into her body. As more and more drained into her body, more of her limbs and mind began to slur, her strength slowly fading as her blood slowly began to boil.
"What's wrong? You should know what a pain in the neck feels like, considering you fill the fucking role, bitch." Devan growled, before swiftly pulling the needle from her neck and removing himself from above her. Williams amused chuckled rolled through the room.
"I suppose this is irony. I offer you the opportunity to become my beloved, and you turn me away. I present a gift to your favor, you slam me into a table in public. I become the laughing stock of the institute in all of five minutes, and you become my toy for the duration of those hexnanos now swimming through your limbs. Give or take four or five hours. Maybe six." he mused, tossing away his orb and releasing his hold on her via summoning link. Alexander and Takuya released their grips to her arms and saw her unable to move, save the struggle to get to her knees and the frantic breathing and growls. "I told you I will reward your humiliation of me in kind. Now be a good bitch and service these gentlemen while I finish my drink. Don't worry, I will return to fuck your cunt once I am hydrated accordingly."
With that the summoner stood to his feet, pacing back to the sofa and collecting the bottle of scotch he was enjoying before. Vayne glared murder at the Demacian as he sat down and took a leisurely sip of the drink. "Y-you will b-burn in all n-nine hells, Armstrong! I w-won't stop until you're c-corpse is unrecognizable…!" she felt the tie of her hair being pulled harshly, her body being raised up from the hold. Vayne cried out, moving to claw at the hand grasping her hair but only finding enough strength in her arms to grab at the arm.
"You know, for the silent and sexy carry half the dorks of the League fap at, you're awfully talkative." Devan mused, leveling the marksman to his lowered body. "Wonder if you talking so much means you know how to properly work that tongue elsewhere." with that, Devan stood full height before using his one free hand to unzip his trousers and fish out his partially erect penis. Vayne stared at it, seeing the limp member with an alarming level of girth to it sit before her.
"G-get that away from me!" she ordered, met instead with the genitalia pressing into her cheek. The thick musk of the tool filled her nostrils, her stomach wanting to remove its contents as the scent of the male was completely new to her. Her eyes looked to the side to see her armbow far from her reach, the desperation to pin as many bolts into all four men high but met with disappointment from her limbs.
"C'mon. Open wide, and I might not choke you to pass out," Devan mocked, a snide grin stretching on his face. "Then again, if you're as much a plank as you make yourself out to be, I can't really promise my size won't do it by accident."
Vayne held her mouth shut, shying her face away from the tool. She widened her eyes as she felt her nose plug up, Devan closing her nostrils of air and forcing her face to direct at his crotch. "Ah, ah, ah. None of that. Open up the hatch." Vayne glared at him from below, trying her best to hold her breath for as long as possible. Alexander to the left rolled his eyes before delivering a swift punch to the gut of the markswoman. Vayne coughed out before her airway was quickly seized by the large head invading her lips and filling her mouth with musky, salty flavor.
"Thank you kindly," Devan mused toward the Noxian. Devan moved slowly back and forth into the maw of the Night Hunter, who groaned and growled as her mouth was invaded. In any instance where her body was more compliant, she would have been more irritated that she needed to bite off the erection and collect her ammunition from their bodies. However the hexnanos in her body dictated her muscles strength, and right now she hadn't enough to lock her teeth down on the slowly hardening shaft.
Moments passed before the organ in her lips grew full mast, the girth almost doubling and splitting her jaw from its socket. Still, she felt him unrelenting in his motions, instead burying himself further into her mouth and faster as her saliva began coating his shaft. It was worse that his grip in the tie of her hair forced her head back and forth to meet his thrusts, her mouth turning into nothing but a tool for pleasure with her white hair being a handle.
Th-this...is the worst...thing! Vayne screamed internally. With her body weakened and her arms held together, she had little option to take the abuse to her mouth. The thing she hated more than the disgusting feel and taste of her first cock in her mouth was that she was being abused for a reason far worse than anything else. All she did was outperform her competition and report those who were by all means toxic. Now her return slid back and forth on her tongue, threatening to break into her throat. And by the option presented to the four male, this was only the beginning of a horror story.
Several moments passed "Just so you know...nnngh...that girl you ratted out with me dumped me. And she was great at giving blowjobs. N-now you're gonna fill her role as my eager cock sucker," Devan spat. "And we're gonna do everything you stole from me. So get ready for a tasty snack!"
Vayne's eyes went wide at the implication, her attempts renewed to direct her head away from the tool stuffed in her mouth but at a moment too late. With little hesitation or restraint, Devan hilted himself to the base in Vayne's throat before she felt viscous amounts of jelly-like fluid paint her mouths insides. She cried out, twisting and turning to deny any more of the climax from erupting into her mouth. Goblets began to leak from the corners of her mouth before the summoner pulled away from her lip with a pop and watched her hack and cough up the spunk from her throat. The thick taste stuck to her tongue, making her retch violently onto the floor.
"Well, that's a waste of good protein. I give you the chance to get some energy for what's to come, and you spit it out," Devan taunted, tugging her hair harshly to look up at him.
"Do it later. it's my turn to feel those lips," Takuya motioned, stepping beside the Piltoverian and unbuttoning his shorts and let them fall, a longer object than the previous spilling from the fabric and landing on Vayne's left cheek, covering her eye. "And you know how we Ionians are. I like to take my time and savor filling that throat of yours."
"D-don't you f-fucking-" her words were silenced abruptly as a harsh strike from his open palm landed on her opposite cheek, her head snapping left quickly from the impact, and a cry of pain escaping her.
"You've done enough talking, snitching to Kayle and having me banned. Now you're going to have that voice box taste my head, bitch," he spat, before forcibly directing his length to her lips and shoving the entirety into her mouth in one push, his head true to word reaching down her throat and restraining her voice. As unrelenting as he was on entry, Takuya began thrusting into her mouth with reckless abandon, the sound of violent gurgling and strained whines filling the space.
"Please, don't damage the Night Hunter too much. I am looking for a wife with clean skin, not some twenty valor whore with a bad experience," William commented. The Ionian threw his head back as the feeling of sweet throatfucking left him groaning. William sighed, knowing his plea fell on deaf ears with the Ionian. "Can I at least trust you with not completely breaking her?"
"She's lucky I'm not into oral play. Otherwise, I couldn't promise you anything to it," Alexander mused, watching in entertainment as the Night Hunter's head was shoved back and forth along the lengthy shaft, wads of saliva dripping from her mouth and along the tool to make it sloppy. "But when you get done, I will be looking to show her what a real 'pain in the ass' is."
William cocked an eyebrow, understanding immediately the prize the Noxian summoner desired. While he wasn't to keen on letting his properties lower half get potentially ruptured, again he was left with little argument. In the end, his desire would be sated, and before the night was done, he would have captured the marksman.
"That's right, slut. Choke on my dick!" Takuya ordered. Vayne coughed and hacked as her throat was run raw, her head getting dizzy as the fast motions back and forth and the welling heat within her left her disoriented. Tears began to pool in the corner of her eyes, the pain of her mouth being brutally used finally getting to her. The fact that Takuya showed how little restraint he possessed and how little he cared for being too rough made it all the clearer that it was only going to get worse.
"Thought you said you were going to savor it?" Devan mused, pulling his polo over his head as he watched. The obvious conclusion of the scenario would dictate the top useless, and he'd rather not have his favorite black polo ruined by sweat.
"I..mmm...I am. I am savoring...f-fuck...Getting back at this bitch for fucking me over." he groaned, glaring down at the marksman who could only return the gaze with weakened hatred. "My Master's promos ruined..." he growled, pumping as far as possible into her throat and holding himself there. Vayne felt her airway closed completely, her dizziness getting worse as oxygen was denied from her. "Three weeks out from climbing and getting paid..." he continued, pulling himself back almost completely before returning himself back to the depth he was at. The force of his thrust like a punch to the face for the marksman. "And being beat on my fucking main...I hope you're ready to pay up for it all, Vayne. I'm going to fuck you up like I was when you first reported me."
"Ooooh. I got someone who wasn't looking for payback but had a vendetta. This should be amusing." William mused. Vayne looked over to him, realizing that her situation was only spiraling further and further out her control. It was then that she felt something she hadn't felt in years. Something she survived and strived on against the many that she hunted and fought against.
Vayne felt fear. And it tortured her mind as badly as her body was being tortured.
On the brink of losing consciousness from the lack of oxygen, Takuya pulled away from Vayne's mouth completely, letting her cough and hack to collect as much air for her staved lungs. Takuya knelt down, letting his head meet her hazy eye level. "Feel like apologizing now?" he spat. Vayne blinked a few times before reality set in for her. She had little options now, her only recourse to succumb to their wishes and bite the bullet against her pride and dignity.
"P-please...I-I am so-" she began but was quickly silenced as she was thrown to the floor. Her shades falling off her face and sliding away.
"Not yet you're not," he returned, before standing to his full height and looking over to the Demacian enjoying the show. "I'll get back to it when I don't feel like actually killing her. You can have your little fun."
William raised an eyebrow, a smile stretching on his face as he looked down to the prone marksman who could barely recover from her abuse. "I will take your offer then," he replied, quickly downing the third glass of his drink and standing up completely. "Remove her clothing."
Alexander obliged silently, wanting more to see the night hunter pained than to challenge being ordered. He quickly flipped the dark-haired Demacian champion to her back, before firmly gripping her shirt and ripping it open from the hole in the front. The fabric was easily tossed aside, her burgandy sports bra underneath rising and falling from her continued collection of air. Alexander was quick to do away with it, ripping it open to expose her B-cup breasts to the air, before turning his attention to the short skirt at her waist. Just as easily it was removed, and the Night Hunter was left in her matching sports underwear.
William eyed hungrily the exposed body of the Night Hunter, his excitement and glee at that turn of events making the burning erection in his pants convenient. Vayne turned her head to see the Demacian noble approaching, his steps echoing in her ears like a executioner with the axe, her previously hate and angered gaze was left no more than pleading. She had no options, no strength, no way out of escaping it all besides praying that someone would save her or come to their senses.
"You know, Shauna," William started, undoing buttons to his dress shirt letting it fall from his torso. "This could have been a lot easier. This could have been so much less than what it is," William was now kicking his loafers off, standing over the marksman and licking his lips. "We could be making sweet love in a private penthouse in Piltover, or a manor of our own in Demacia. We could be rejoicing to ourselves the monument of wealth from our engagement."
"W-William..." she called, attempting to move away from the male. The three watched on as he took his time in disrobing and taking her, silently enjoying the concept of the broken marksman being fucked again and again but awaiting his part of the deal to be fulfilled.
"Hells, I could be awaiting the news of an heir to our bond," he continued, now unbuttoning his slacks and letting them fall from his waist before reaching down and grasping her ankle. "But you chose otherwise."
"H-help! Someone! ANYONE!" she screamed, looking to the locked double doors for salvation but being met with cold darkness from it. She was dragged back towards the noble, her legs opened up and held apart before him.
"You decided your little escapade after hours with those monstrosities was more important than I," he continued. "You decided my humiliation and pain was more appealing that my proposal."
"I'm sorry okay?! We don't have to do this! I-I'll forget this happened! I'll permit the Armstrongs the prospects of Vayne! Anything! Just, please! Don't-" Vayne begged, but her mouth was cut off by the hand of the blonds, her breathing heavy against his skin. She grasped at his arm, her muscles still lacking the strength to pry him off her as panic set in deeply.
"You seem to misunderstand, Shauna. I'm doing nothing besides properly rewarding you as I told you I would," he growled, using his other hand to slide the underwear she wore to the side. He smiled as he felt some moisture graze his digits, hinting that the hexnanos have succeeded in reaching her core and her inner body was prepared to receive and accept him entirely. "So be a good girl for me. Keep it tight until I paint your pussy white, okay?" he said his tone sickly sweet as he aligned himself to her core.
"Noo-" Vayne screamed before her voice was shut off completely by the stinging pain of being impaled, her maidenhood stolen from her in one motion and her world going white hot. William moaned out gleefully, finally taking the Night Hunter for his own.
"Aaaah! Such a fine, fresh pussy you possess, Shauna!" he laughed, looking down and confirming his expectations with the streak of red that spilled from their link. "While it is not my first maidenhood claimed, it will be my most prized! I thank you for fulfilling my fantasy, my dear." Vayne went silent, nothing mattering to her now as everything was tainted and broken in her mind. Her eyes lost their light, and her head fell to the side as if her life faded from her body. William hummed as the satisfaction of taking her virginity was being soiled by her lack of reaction.
"Don't be like that, love. We have so much more to feel and experience! I can't have you a silent plank of wood when we're in bed!" he ordered, calling his summoner orb from the table with his magic and sitting it next to her head. "I am glad the League has these faulty things too. It allowed my discovery of how to modify the champion I summoned internally as well as externally. So let's get some more 'enthusiasm' in you, shall we?"
The noble tapped on the orb and showed a small opening, before pressing what looked like a dial and raising it up from the lowest point. As he did so, Vayne felt her body skyrocket in unwarranted arousal, the stabbing pain of being claimed fading fast into waves and waves of unwanted pleasure. Her eyes shot open as her body began to sweat intensely, her toes curling in the stockings and her body shuddering from each stroke within her
The three men spectating were confused about what was happening. "What're you doing?" Devan asked, being the first to voice his curiosity. William raised himself up, stopping the dial at just above half and looking back to the audience he had.
"Quite simple, my good sir. The league as you all know is a culmination of fuck-ups following the procedure and regulations of fuck-ups who linked more fuck ups to be summoned to a field where they repeatedly die to solve an issue of someone fucking up," he mused, now rocking himself back and forward and watching his cock disappear and reappear from the folds of the markswoman. "Thing is, it is only the few that know how to properly abuse their mistakes for their own gain. Such as this! I have taken control of the muscle control of the Night Hunter, and dug deeper to control her sensitivity! Now she is nothing more than a hot and mewling sex organ to which each and every motion is like an ice cube on the glowing hot surface of her senses." he explained. His grip on her mouth released, letting loose the sudden chorus of moans and intense panting from her lips. The three looked in shock as the whines that left her mouth seemed more of pleasure than pain. "Come, I cannot possibly enjoy this myself. I am willing, but I see you three have earned your pay for presenting my future betrothed's maidenhood for me."
The three looked on for a few more seconds as William steadily fucked the markswoman on the floor, his pace accelerating as the pleasure increased. They looked to each other and shrugged, before peeling off layer after layer of clothing and approaching the two. Takuya was first, having been tossed out his bloodlust against the Night Hunter from the awe of the moment and resuming his place within her mouth. Her moans were muffled as she was turned to face his crotch, her open mouth being sealed as he resumed thrusting intently into her throat. Alexander fished out his own dick, taking her free right hand and coiling her digits around his dick to begin stroking. Devan knelt down and began groping and molesting her breasts, moving his head down to the peak and capturing the breast between his teeth.
"Mmm...Do you see now, my dear Shauna? You're 'fanclub' is just as eager to show their admiration for your efforts. Let's not insult their generosity!" William called, keeping her legs parted while he pumped his waist into her pussy. She cried out as the thrusts to her mouth and core rocked her back and forth, sweat flying from her erect and open teat while her still one was enslaved to the hold of the Piltoverian. The tears that threatened her eyes before fell freely, the disgusting outcome of the night and the pain of her torment within each one.
"Hehe, the dangerous and deadly Night Hunter. Now a crying slut getting fucked on the floor. I wish I had a camera for all of this," Alexander mused. "Come on now, don't slow that hand of yours."
"Had I known...nnngh...that killing you would deny me the satisfaction of this tongue, I'd probably kick myself," Takuya added, digging his fingers into her hair and tugging her further onto his dick, his head once again restricting her airway. "But I will admit, hearing you choke on it is hot."
"I don't know what you did, or how you did it, but this bitch is definitely feeling it. Her nipples are like rocks. Maybe you were onto something about her being a slut!" Devan taunted, smacking the round orb he was salivating previously.
"And she...mmm...is certainly enjoying the attention! I can feel...nnngh...her tightening quite nicely. Or maybe we are just naturally compatible? Either way...haah...you are doing a wonderful job keeping yourself pleasurable!" he mocked.
As their words rang in her ear, Vayne could do little besides bear with what her reality dealt her. It was a raw, shameless feeling that she didn't want. A feeling that she hated with every fiber of her being. Whenever she was impaled, whenever she felt the cock slide back down her throat or her hand stroke the one on her right, every time her breast was sucked or licked whilst the other was groped and pinched was like a cattle prod to her body and her dignity. It was worse that her body betrayed her mind, reciprocating the stimuli almost in glee to it. It was a battle of mind over body, and with the aid of the damned hexnanos in her bloodstream, controlling and oppressing her nerves and muscles, her mind had lost.
She cried out as the cock that dug into her throat finally vacated her mouth, only for its liquid white climax to paint her face and hair. She closed her eyes, praying none of the sticky fluid stuck to her eye but disgusted it covered her hair altogether. "Take that fucking slut!" Takuya called, gripping his dick and smacking the oozing head onto her cheek. "I call dibs on fucking her pussy next."
"Like hells you do. I am getting my fun since you already had yours." Alexander mused.
"I could care less, so long as I get to fuck these tits of hers," Devan stated plainly.
"And you shall, sir! Each of you will enjoy yourselves to the fullest! For tonight, the Night Hunter shall provide herself in payment for her deeds against us." William announced, a devilish smile stretching on his face. He parted the blond hair covering his black eye to glare glowing hot daggers at the markswoman, who looked back in fear at the declaration to his coming climax. "Just as you stole my pride, I will claim everything that you are, Shauna. And I will start with claiming the empty welcoming space of your womb!"
Vayne paled, pressing her open hand to William's chest to stave what he was going to do. "N-no! Anything but that! I am begging you!" she pleaded. Her cries fell on deaf ears, and her world crashed as she felt the single pump of finality and the filling of hot climax make its way into her core. She stared in horror at her stomach as she saw William's cock throb, robe after rope of his seed entering her and pooling in her womb.
"Nnnngggaaahhh...That felt wonderous, my dear. I cannot wait until our next outing to feel such a delicious pussy coil around my dick..." William panted, his devilish smile never faltering as he watched Vayne's head fall back to the floor.
"N-no...I-I-I don't w-want this...I w-want to go h-home...M-mother...Father...p-please..." she breathed, staring up at the ceiling blankly. This wasn't supposed to happen. None of this was to happen to her. She did nothing wrong. She saved millions by killing monsters, risking her life to protect those who couldn't fight the evils of the darkness.
Why…? Why am I being punished? Why am I suffering, for all I have done? She thought.
"Aw damn, I think you broke her with that," Alexander mused, giving a few light slaps to the markswoman's face to see her reaction. William sighed as he removed himself from her pussy and watched his seed flow from the folds, mingling with the arousal and life essence from rupturing her hymen.
"It matters not. I have taken what was rightfully mine. Soon I shall claim her in marriage and the infernal boundary separating the Vayne and Armstrong Household will be lifted," he mused, standing from his knees and moving back over to the almost empty bottle of alcohol he was enjoying before. With one motion, he raised the spout to his mouth and gleefully downed the last of its contents, before tossing the glass bottle away and letting it crash into pieces. He raised one hand up, his summoner orb returning to his grip before a single flick of his finger sent the same dial from before to maximum. "But I do believe you gentlemen properly deserve your revenge. You may take her as you want, I will merely be enjoying the show." he finished, dropping back down onto the sofa. The three shrugged once more before repositioning themselves around her to claim her body.
Devan positioned himself where William was previously, impaling the soiled core of the Night Hunter and taking off in pace to fuck her. Vayne's moans returned to maximum octave before she was quickly muted by Alexander stuffing her mouth with his cock. Takuya found interest in the markswoman's bountiful chest, straddling her abdomen and sandwiching his cock between her breasts, rocking back and forth in the cleavage of her tits.
"Not so tough now, are you bitch? Swallow my dick, you fucking pig," Alexander spat, tucking himself as far into her mouth and down her throat repeatedly while her excess saliva provided lubrication. He dug his hand through her hair and used it to coil as a handle as he viciously pumped into her throat. "If you think this is bad, wait 'til I fuck that ass of yours raw."
Takuya laughed, his own enjoyment of the Night Hunter's breasts much higher than her throat as the pillowy squeeze proved euphoric. "Not the biggest tits I have seen, but one of the best I have fucked! I wonder if your 'mommy' was as stacked as you are? Haha!" he mocked, pumping back and forth harder.
"Ooooh yeah…! I could get used to fucking Demacians more often! Might figure something out to bang that Laurent bitch. She seems like she'd feel just as good as this twat!" Devan mused, his thrust accelerating in speed and strength, his hips colliding to an audible smack with her body. He took her left leg and pressed it with her right, moving it to the side so he'd get a glorious view and access to her plump rear. He didn't hesitate to send a good hit to her bare ass with it exposed.
"Haha! She likes it! She started sucking harder when her ass got hit! Fucking nympho!" Alexander taunted, pulling his cock out her mouth and hitting her face with the underside of it. "You like getting fucked, don't you? haven't met a Noxian whore who gets off as much as you!"
the three continued their unabashed taunting and insults as they abused her body. Vayne was left with a blank train of thought and an empty will to retaliate as the sum of the modification by William and the hexnanos still in her body rendered everything useless against her hellish abuse. It was worse still that after some time of being filled with Devan's girthy cock and her now unimaginably sensitive breasts, her body succumbed to the pleasure and sought more, even while her fading mind tried to reject it. Eventually, the stimulation proved overwhelming, and whilst the Piltoverian and Ionian fornicated with her chest and pussy, she reached her climax, her body convulsing and shaking as the waves of release stunned her.
The marksman cried out loudly, her mouth unhindered by the genitals of her captor at her head. Devan was the first to show higher entertainment to her unwarranted orgasm. "Hahaha! The bitch actually came! She really is just an emo nymphomaniac!" he mocked, taking another strike to her abused rear. "Come on, bitch! Cum as I add to the batch of jizz in your cunt!" with that Devan groaned out, throwing his head back as his dick let loose a second helping of seed deep into Vayne's womanhood, the higher volume beginning to seep from the cracks of their link. Seconds passed before he released himself from her core, his seed ejecting from her pussy in a spurt.
"Now it's my turn, and I have been waiting to feel that asshole of yours," Alexander announced, standing tall above the marksman. Takuya saw his cue to remove himself and stood from her body as well, watching the larger male tower above the markswoman. She could only whimper as she was thrown into the wall of the room with a thud before her head was pressed into the wall as he shoved his cock back down her throat with enough force to make her gag. "You're gonna need as much lubrication to make this easier for you."
Vayne coughed up wads of saliva before she was removed from his dick and tossed back to the floor. Once again she was picked up and pressed against the wall, her chest squished into the crimson and gold intricate wallpaper. "P-please, no m-more...I'm s-sorry…!" she pleaded.
"Don't be. Thank me for loosening up you're uptight ass," he returned, before prodding his saliva coated head to her rear pucker and stuffing himself into her rectum slowly. It took a few seconds before the Noxian slipped a few inches into her ass, giving him enough room to impale her fully. Vayne screamed as the pain of having her asshole invaded was just as bad as being deflowered forcefully. Alexander wasted little time in setting a rough and intense pace of thrusting, her rear jiggling lightly to the harsh contact of his hips into her. She was left holding onto the wall to support her body, her waist being held by the larger palms of the Noxian.
"Pretty sweet ass you have here. Gonna have fun ripping you in two with it," Alexander growled. He looked over to see Devan and Takuya watching, nodding for them to join him in enjoying her more. Devan was the first to move, positioning himself to Vayne's right side and taking her head back to his crotch.
"Clean it up, bitch," he ordered. Vayne felt her tears break down as she wanted so badly to leave or die, but was left in hell and pain. Reluctantly, she opened her mouth, figuring adhering to their demands would make this living nightmare end sooner. It would get no better after the fact, but the sooner they were finished with her body, the sooner she could escape this hell and potentially strike back.
Her thoughts on the future were interrupted as Devan got more aggressive in abusing her mouth, now thrusting against the pumps from Alexander and putting her through a rocking motion. "Pay attention, bitch. we're not done with you in the slightest," he called. Vayne's moans were muffled through the cock invading her orifice, each time she was pumped forward she was pushed back, and each time the sex organ within one of her holes would dig deeper into her body. All the while she couldn't restrain the climaxes to follow the constant motions. Her ass never feeling as pained or pleasured as before, and the taste of dick sticking to her tongue in a way she was forcibly used to. At one point she instinctively started sucking off the tool in her mouth, and her legs were coated in the drippings of her arousal, her pussy quivering madly and desperate for the attention she prayed against.
Back and forth, in and out, the metronome of sex and deviancy seemed never-ending, and the constant orgasms that wracked her from the hypersensitivity by William's control only drained her further of any power or will to rebel. She was truly in the clutches of monsters worse than those she hunted, and worse off, her body continued to plead for more with how it clenched against the cock in her ass or sucked and lapped away at the erection occupying her throat. The throb of their cocks nearly matching that of a heartbeat within her, and it wasn't until the pulsing accelerated that she knew of their coming orgasms.
"Take this! Take all my juice in your ass!" Alexander shouted, sheathing himself completely into her ass and letting loose the torrents of seed he built from the minutes of constant motion. After moments of heavy panting and stillness from allowing not a drop to escape her asshole, Alexander groped and smacked her ass as he pulled out of her, letting the excess escape in small drops to drip onto the floor.
"Fucking swallow my spunk this time, slut!" Devan added before his head entered her throat for the last time and yet another load emptied itself into her esophagus. Vayne was forced to swallow the massive load this time as it sealed off her ability to breathe entirely, loud gulps echoing from the wads sliding into her stomach. As he exited her throat, Vayne coughed up the remnants of his seed, her eyes hazy as the constant stimuli nullified her ability to think or move. She was once again tossed onto the floor by the hair, this time her hairtie breaking from the force and her ponytail going loose. She was a quivering mess of pants and soft moans, not having the energy or the will to finally move.
"Oh no. Resting won't do at all. Let me turn on the 'activity' again," William called, switching the dial on his orb to another and turning it up again. This time Vayne clenched her teeth as pain erupted from her whole body, a shrill scream escaping as it grew too strong. The three males cheered on as she suffered before Takuya knelt down and gave a quick smack to her face.
"He's right, bitch. Never got the chance to feel that pussy for myself, so how about you be a good little whore and ride me?" he ordered, sitting onto the mat with his erection pointing up and awaiting her action. Vayne, now composed with enough strength to move, saw the cock beckoning her and looked around to find the others also awaiting her action. With a deep-seated hatred and reluctance, she moved, straddling the summoner's waist and aligning the head to her core before slowly lowering herself down. She whimpered as the pain from her ass and pussy still lingered, getting worse as she finally impaled herself atop his erection. The sudden uproar of mocking laughter rang in her ears.
"She really is a nympho! She willingly got up to ride him!" Devan taunted.
"Guess the Night Hunter is more excited about fucking at night than hunting?! Hahaha!" Alexander added.
"Well since she's so eager, I will take your idea," Devan resumed, moving behind the markswoman before shoving her forward to press against the Ionian and give him room to align his dick to impale her. He quickly grabbed the tarnished and soiled underwear and ripped them off, finally exposing her entirety to the air. "I remember one girl I did anal with saying it was better after the first time. let's confirm the theory."
With that Vayne was once again stabbed deep into her pucker, a cry mixed with a moan escaping her voice box. Neither summoner waited for her to get accustomed to the double penetration, as they began pumping forward and up respectively into her holes. The sounds of intense smacking of skin on skin rang through the air.
"P-please...aaahhnn...st-stop...nnngghh! At...At least...aahh...s-slow d-down…!" she pleaded before she was met with another cock against her lips as Alexander moved from the side to her head. Without warning she found her mouth and throat forcefully occupied, her moans turning into gurgles and muffled whimpers.
"Sorry. Can't hear you over the sound of you sucking a dick. Can you speak up, or at least stop being a cunt for all of five minutes?" he mocked, earning laughs once again from the other two. "...No? Okay. that's fine too. At least your doing what you're supposed to, whore."
The taunts and insults continued, matching the constant pumping and thrusting into her body. She had lost track of when they started or when they switched her around, but the distinct taste of seed on her tongue seemed to return repeatedly. At one point she was prone against the floor, her pussy hammered from above before a load of seed filled her and caught between her ass cheeks. She was quickly flipped over as a body dropped to her face, her mouth filled with the scrotum of the Ionian while her feet were pushed together and one of the other's using the small space and the lubricant of their own spit to fuck her feet. She felt one of her legs raised after a hot splash coated her still covered feet before the Noxian claimed her pussy while the Ionian tackled her asshole. Her eyes rolled back as climax after climax returned to her en masse, constantly being filled or coated in someone's newest batch of spunk. And each time she dove further and further out of sanity until she simply couldn't move.
When she finally felt her hair release of someone's grip, and the cock that filled her throat with more spunk left her, she got the angle to finally see the clock. What was supposed to be thirty minutes after eight turned to one in the morning, time seeming to have melted with the ability to rationalize it was left with a blank gaze affixed to the clock and a body with the only ability to twitch from the seemingly endless orgasm she was forced to bear. She could barely feel the last ropes of cum land on her body, leaving her covered from head to toe in pearls of white. Her mouth oozed the goblets that her throat couldn't catch anymore, and her ass and pussy had a constant stream of spunk pooling to the floor between her legs. All she could feel was burning arousal and cooling semen inside and out.
William laughed amusedly as he finally stopped the recording on his summoner orb, watching the other three gentlemen fully satisfied with their brutal and messy revenge against the Night Hunter. He clapped in applause at the performance, more than satisfied with the outcome of the event and anxious to the future. "I say, gentlemen. That was quite the show you put on. Bravo, bravo." he mused.
Devan was the first to speak through pants. "Welp...heh...always good to get back what a slut has stolen from me. Plus I got to release a shit ton of stress from all this." he mused.
"I'm not gonna go to the gym for a few days," Alexander added, walking over to stomp his barefoot atop the still form of the markswoman.
"At first I was upset I didn't outright kill her. Now I am glad I didn't. haven't had a chance to let loose fucking someone in a few months..." Takuya mused.
"Well with that said, I think this lunar festival has been quite the success, don't you all agree?" William called. The three males nodded, looking to the blond. "There is the matter, however, of payment that needs to be addressed."
It was then that their gazes turned questioning, vestiges of frustration welling in their eyes. "Payment?" Alexander asked first.
"What the fuck are you on about?" Devan asked afterward.
"Quite simple really. The use of my property has always come with a price. Not to mention the damage I will have to repair, and the cleanup and cost for the facilities...I assume you will be paying individually?" William finished.
"Hold on. You want us to pay for helping you get a free fuck to her?" Takuya thundered. William only nodded as if the dark tone in the Ionian's voice didn't exist. "Fuck that. you'd be lucky we didn't put you up for a plug to continuously fuck whatever bitch you have."
"Not that lucky." Devan smiled, pointing to the summoner orb William was holding. " With the recording, I think you have little option than to let us come back for some more stress relief. And maybe a few hundred thousand valors for our service? I think that's fair."
"I second that. I need a good butt slut to get off on, and I can attest that a Demacian's ass is better than any other." Alexander added, moving from over Vayne and to the blond to grab his orb. William's cheshire grin never faltered, however.
"You know, you raise a valid argument..." he mused. Alexander smiled wickedly as he reached down for the orb slowly. The sound of the sliding doors opening muted from the three, and four shadowed figures showing from the darkness of the hall. "But, counter-argument: what is that on your neck?"
Alexander paused at the question looking to the blond before the room was shrouded in darkness as the lights were cut. A massive wave of pain seemed to erupt from the spot he mentioned. He wanted to speak, but he noticed suddenly the coldness of his limbs and tongue and looked down to see a stream of red falling from his neck. Alexander gurgled as he saw the sudden dark figure standing beside him, a blade coated in his blood in its hand, before his body lost strength and fell onto the table. The empty bottle of alcohol falling over as his life essence spilled from him and his eyes faded.
Takuya went wide-eyed as he saw the sudden drop of the larger male, and looked over to see Devan with a long metal object sticking out from his chest and raising him to the air. In one swift motion, the Piltover summoner was cut from the center of the chest through the side, his arm being cleaved off quickly and his body falling to the floor lifeless.
Takuya panicked, seeing two of the three males he was with slain silently without his awareness. He looked to see William smiling sinisterly at him, the two figures who had slain the other summoners turning their gazes to him as well. "Y-you killed them!?" he nearly screamed, stepping back as fear crept through his head.
"What are you talking about? I am just collecting the debt for raping my fiance," William said in a dark yet sing-song tone, grabbing the napkin from his dress shirt to wipe the blood of the Noxian that spilled on his cheek. "And from what I gathered, you were pretty keen on being as harsh and forceful as possible with it. So let's make your payment a little more...interesting."
With that, the Ionian heard the sound of growling from behind him, along with heavy chains being rattled. His body froze as the snarling grew closer, his vision turning to see a large dire wolf chained by three other silhouettes keeping it from immediately assaulting him glaring down at him hungrily.
"Dinner time~" William sang. Without warning the three released the chains, and he had no time to shriek in terror before the wolf leapt upon him, ripping his flesh from his body and devouring his organs and bones. The screams and cries of pain died down quickly, the sound of ripping skin and crunching replacing the life of the Ionian now no more than a puddle of body parts and blood.
William kept his smile as he watched the three slaughtered viciously before him, taking more glee in the Ionian being ripped apart by his pet dire wolf before standing from his seat and collecting the outstretched coat from the person who slit Alexander's throat. "Now then. Have this mess cleaned up before tomorrow? Just because some fools decided playing with my property was good and receiving their return left it a mess, doesn't mean we need to silence the Lunar festival." William order. The five shadows bowed, before the one who handed him she jacket removed her hood and looked to the Night Hunter. Her face was of the woman who originally directed the markswoman to her trap, her previously sweet expression replaced with a cold and empty one.
"Well done, Cadence. Your job was accomplished successfully my dear," William cooed, running a hand over the cheek of the servant before keeping his thumb to the bottom lip. The woman sighed at his touch, before feeling herself pulled into a sloppy and quick kiss before pushed away. "Have yourself cleaned and prepared for my return to the manor. I'd prefer my servants and concubines void of the essence of another male before I relieve stress with them."
"Y-yes, Master." she whimpered, before throwing her cowl over her head and stepping back for the blond to walk to the wolf. The wolf looked to the male and growled, before seeing the face and turning into a submissive whimper.
"Who's a good boy?" William asked sweetly, kneeling down and ruffling the mane of one of the heads. "Enjoy your meal, Vexicus. You will have the others for dinner tomorrow."
The wolf barked almost happily, before turning its attention back to the mostly devoured corpsed before it and continuing its feast. William turned his attention to the Night Hunter, whose awareness to the situation left her stunned and terrified. In any other instance, she would be quick to eliminate the wolf, it's size being simple for her. However she was still left weakened and vulnerable, her crossbows far from her reach and her position surrounded.
Vayne met gazes with the blond, the blackened eye hidden from her view by the shadow of his body as the lights available was only that of the moon. The same demonic smile that she saw days before, the same one that hounded her for months on end, was now covering the face before her. At that moment, Vayne understood that she was truly scared.
"Now then Shauna, how about that coffee?" William offered, outstretching his jacket to the markswoman.
Months later...
William sat in his office chair, pulling the rim of his cup from his lips as the french roast filled his taste buds and nostrils. In his free hand he tossed away the paper with him and the Night Hunter, both attired in white as they shared their lip lock in matrimony days prior. He sighed as his body relaxed suddenly before a shudder erupted from him and he peered down to his desk with a smile.
"Dear, I know you are eager, but I still have plenty to do today," he called, lowering his hand to the cheek of the dark-haired markswoman, or who was once a champion and hunter. Since their marriage, the Night Hunter had given all prospects of the Vayne fortune to the Armstrongs, and Shauna herself was left at the whim of the Demacian male she just finished satisfying with her mouth underneath his desk. "We still need to properly manage the blacksmiths of Armstrong with the knowledge your father kept in his study. It would be a shame if our work went to waste or was stolen, wouldn't it?"
"Y-yes...dear..." Vayne said reluctantly. William's eyes gleamed for a second before he gently raised the former champion from her knees and pressed her into the surface of the desk.
"I am sorry. I didn't quite hear you. Could you repeat that?" he stated darkly. Vayne widened her eyes in terror, before sputtering out.
"Y-yes, M-master!" she called. William laughed jovially as he reached down and unbuttoned his trousers.
"Now, now. That little slip reminded me of when you were such a tease to get. How about we savor the good times once again? At least before I send you off to 'incentivise' our partners?" he offered. Vayne gulped, but her eyes shut as she remembered she was lost on purpose now. With her marriage, she resigned from being a champion of the institute and ceased her job as a hunter. Now she stays in the Armstrong manor under careful surveillance, and at the whim of its head.
"Y-yes, master..." she whimpered before she felt her underwear parted once again before William inserted his erection into her pussy once more. She moaned softly, her sound muffled against the emphasized reaction of her 'husband' and the soft contact of his hips between her legs.
"Mmmmm...Just as glorious as the first time. Those hexnanos have done wonders to keep you linked with my seed. I cannot wait to see what we accomplish from here on, my love," he cooed, pulling her head up into a sloppy kiss as his hips pumped into her open legs. He broke it momentarily before glaring into her gaze. "And I am more anxious to meet my heir in months time~"