Random futa things

by Jokiba

Just as the title says pure smut

12. The Amazons' Cumslut

The Amazons' Cumslut

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Summary:

While travelling through the unexplored wilderness, you are suddenly caught in a hunter's trap, and captured by a tribe of Amazons, all of whom are six-to-nine feet tall, and also have massive cocks. After using a strange flower to dull your senses and amplify your lust, your captors proceed to fuck your brains out before bringing you back to their village, where you will be bred by women, girls, beasts, even a goddess and, eventually, your own Amazonian daughters. You will spend the rest of your life as nothing more than a breeding bitch for these powerful futas, but as your mind is broken by pleasure, you will soon learn to love their cocks just as much as the Amazons love using you.

A Porn Without Plot story of Amazonian futas raping, mind breaking, and breeding a female reader, all while the scents of an aphrodisiacal flower keep you pacified with bliss. This one is just pure smut, with very little happening other than the sex scenes, which will involve bondage, gangbangs, and other such kinks. The Amazons are presented as a separate race from humans, and they age at a very different rate, but some of them will be described as resembling teenagers, so I'm tagging this underage just to be safe.

Some particularly kinky tags only come into play for single chapters. Here's a quick rundown if you know what you're looking for:

Chapter 1 is where the reader gets captured, then fucked by two cheerful rapists.

Chapter 2 is where the reader meets the village elder, then gets fucked by both her and her guards.

Chapter 3 involves two Amazons who are in love with each other, and happily use the reader as a sex toy, even as they are oddly caring towards her. This is then followed by the entire village gangraping the reader, which also features in all future chapters.

Chapter 4 involves pet play, some slapping and choking, as well as bestiality. This is also where the work transitions from Non-Con-but-the-victim-enjoys-it to Extremely Dubious Consent.

Chapter 5 has a warm oil massage, and then a 30-foot-tall futa goddess stimulates the reader with tentacle-like-vines before using magic to fuck her with an impossibly large dick.

Finally, Chapter 6 contains brief mentions of the kinks from previous chapters, some talk of pregnancy and pregnant sex (but the birth itself will happen off-screen), and then a longer incest scene, as the reader is raped by her own Amazonian daughter. Also, this is the chapter where "Major Character Death" becomes relevant, as the reader will die of exhaustion in a brief flash forward near the end.

Chapter 1: The Hunters

This was supposed to be a simple scouting mission. Weeks ago, you had enlisted in the Royal Expeditionary Force, and set off to explore distant lands. The prestige of membership in the REF, the thrill of discovery, the lure of possible riches, the fame and praise that would no doubt be heaped upon you once you returnedâ

There were all sorts of incentives for signing up, but regardless of your exact motivations, things had been going well until today. You and your compatriots have made it far deeper into The Endless Forest than anyone from your kingdom has ever gone before, and despite your hardships, you have conquered each and every obstacle that stood in your way.

Sure, you haven't discovered anything particularly noteworthy yet, but the commander seems confident that soon enough you'll find a city of gold, or artifact-filled ruins, or a mountain positively brimming with precious metals, orâ orâ or SOMETHING that will make this all worth it. And so, earlier this morning, he sent you and a dozen other scouts out into the trees, each heading in a different direction so that you could all report back, and help the commander decide where to go nextâ

âBut that had been hours ago, and as you walk past a tree that looks remarkably familiar, you begin to worry that you might be lost. You have several days of rations in your pack, plus twin machetes at your belt, so it's not like you're defenseless or anythingâ

Still, it's not a great feeling to be alone in unknown territory, and so you keep moving at a brisk pace as you try to figure out how to get back to base camp. You could've sworn that the stream you had been following was just over hereâ Are you walking in circles? It feels like you've passed that rock at least twice bef-

SNAP*

Suddenly, your thoughts are interrupted as you feel something encircle your ankle, then yank you straight up into the air. The next thing you know, you're hanging upside down several feet off the forest floor, with some kind of rope tied around your leg.

It takes you a moment to reorient yourself, but eventually, you realize that this must be some sort of hunter's trapâ which could be good news or bad news. Best case scenario, this must mean you are close to a village of some form, maybe the home of some friendly elves who will help you down before sending you on your wayâ

âBut on the other hand, there are countless monsters lurking in these woods who would be more than happy to make a meal out of a trapped, delicious looking human like youâ

After a few moments of vague flailing, you manage to bend your body upwards just enough that you can inspect the rope that is still holding you aloft. You've never seen anything quite like this material before; it almost looks like metal, and as you pull out a machete to swing at it a few times, it quickly proves to be just as hard. But maybe if you-

"Mama! Mama! Look, we caught something!"

Your escape attempt is thwarted when you suddenly hear a voice calling out in an unfamiliar language. Thankfully, it doesn't sound hostileâ But out of an abundance of caution, you draw your second blade, holding both weapons somewhat awkwardly as you hang there, ready to defend yourself if you have toâ

âThough your throat still goes dry as you finally spot the two massive creatures emerging from between the trees.

"Hmmm, well what have we here?"

The newcomers could almost be mistaken for humanâ were it not for the fact that the larger of the two stands at almost nine feet tall, is extremely broad shouldered, and has muscles bursting out of other muscles. Her skin is copper toned, her long, light-brown hair is braided in an intricate design, she only wears two articles of clothing: a toga-like cloth that leaves her arms completely bare and stops well short of her knees, and a belt which has various pouches and a sheathe for a large blade. She even has a few tattoos on her arms, legs, and face, which when combined with her insane size, give her the look of a hulking barbarianâ

"Ha! Well aren't we lucky! This is a real fine catchâ" âBut after taking a moment to inspect you from a distance, her face breaks into a wide, genuine smile, and though you still can't understand a word of what she's saying, you let yourself hope that she doesn't mean you any harm.

"What is it, Mama? An elf? A gnome?"

The second woman, meanwhile, is significantly shorter than the first, though she's still well over six foot. Her skin is an extremely dark brown, and her dark hair is cut short save for a single braid that is hangs behind her head. Like the bigger one, she is only dressed in a short toga and belt, has several tattoos covering her body, and looks extremely fit, but unlike her companion, she has a girlish face, and is built more like a track star than a body builder. In fact, if it weren't for her impressive height and build, you could almost believe that she was a young teenager, especially because of the way she is bouncing around you, a look of absolute glee painted all over her face.

"Noâ" The larger one comes to a stop just a few feet in front of you, then begins to eye you up and down. "She's too tall for a gnome, and look at her ears. They're roundâ This is a human! We haven't had a human since I was a child! Guess the gods are smiling on us today!"

Any attempt you make to communicate with the two massive women is completely ignored as they continue their conversation, and so you keep your machetes raised. If it does turn out that they're hostile, it will be very difficult to defend yourself while hanging upside down like this, but maybe you can dissuade them from trying anythingâ

"A human? What's so special about a human?" While you are busy focusing on the larger threat, the smaller woman suddenly runs up behind you, and pokes you in the back hard enough that you start to swing slightly. In a blind panic, you whip your body around, ready to attack her before-

"Now, nowâ Don't want you poking someone's eye out with that." âBut quick as lightning, the larger one lunges, and grabs you by both wrists. Thanks to her immense strength, you quickly lose your grip on your only weapons, and can only watch as they fall to the ground beneath you. You are now completely defenseless as you glance back up at the massive woman who has you in her grasp, and her smile turns positively predatory as she meets your gaze.

"Heheâ She's kinda cute!" Now that you've been disarmed, the smaller one approaches you again, giggling slightly as she pokes at your side. "How long do you think she'll last, anyways? A month? Maybe two?"

"Noâ Humans are much sturdier than that." The taller one continues to speak in a conversational tone as she yanks your arms behind you, pulls out some more of that strange rope, and ties your wrists together. "The last one we had lasted several decades before her body finally gave out. Elves are just too frail to handle the strain, but a human like this? We'll be able to use her for a very long timeâ"

"Eeeeee, I'm so excited!" The smaller woman squeals as she suddenly wraps you in a tight embrace. "What should we name her? We're the ones who found her, so we get to choose, right?"

"Mhm," Now that your arms are secured, the larger one stands back up, roughly grabs your free leg, then begins to bind your ankle to your thigh. "Tell you what, since this is your first successful huntâ Why don't you do the honors?"

"OK!" The smaller one skips around your immobilized body until she's kneeling right in front of you, her hand at her chin as she contemplates your face. "Hmmmmmmmmmmmâ

"Oh, I know!" After half a minute of deliberation, she smiles as she turns to look up at her companion. "Let's call her Cumslut!"

"Ha! Not exactly creative, but I'd say it fits her wellâ" Now that she has finished binding your leg, the taller one also kneels down, then looks you in the eyes as she points to her own face. "G'neen." She points at the smaller woman. "F'shla." She points at you. "âCumslut."

Though you still can't understand a single word either of these women are saying, you're able to catch the gist of this latest interaction. The taller one is named G'neen, the other one is F'shla, and you are to be called T'handeranâ Though based on the way the two are smirking, you suspect that T'handeran is more of an insult than a name.

"Well then, Cumslut!" G'neen stands back up, and unsheathes a blade that's so large it makes your discarded machetes look like pocketknives. You brace yourself for the worst. "Time to get you all unwrapped! Can't very well take you back to the village without testing you out first, after all!"

Sheer dread radiates through your body as G'neen slowly moves her sword forwardsâ but mercifully, it turns out that she has no desire to gut you. Instead, she pulls at your clothes with her free hand before slicing them away with her blade, all while you stay as still as you possibly can in the hopes that she doesn't accidentally nick your skin. It's slow, careful work, especially because you were dressed for wilderness exploration, meaning multiple layers of reasonably durable fabricsâ

âBut eventually, the last of your coverings fall away, and you are left hanging there, upside down, one leg still trapped by the rope that first snagged you, the other leg bound to itself, your arms tied behind your backâ and your whole body completely naked as your two captors' eyes greedily drink in every inch of your bare skin.

"Ooooooh, I was SO wrong! She's not just cute, she's gorgeous!" By this point, you have a pretty good idea of where this is going, and your suspicion is confirmed as F'shla runs up to you again, and begins to run her hands tenderly across your sides, your belly, and your breasts. "We can fuck her now, right?"

"Not yet." G'neen replied, though the look in her eyes makes it obvious that she is just as impatient as her companion is. "We have to prepare her first."

With those words, G'neen opens up one of her belt pouches, and pulls out a flower, the likes of which you have never seen. It almost looks like some type of Chrysanthemum, but it is much larger, its petals are colored various shades of pink, orange, and red, and it has a large yellow stem poking out of its center. In all honestly, it's absolutely beautiful, though given the way that G'neen is holding it, as well as the look in her eyes as she approachesâ

âIn this moment, the plant seems far more sinister than any flower has any right to be.

"Go on then, Cumslut. Take a good, long whiff!"

The next thing you know, G'neen has grabbed you by the back of your head, and shoved you face first into the massive bloom. Your chin, cheeks, and forehead are completely covered by the surprisingly soft petals, and your nostrils are immediately filled with an absolutely heavenly scent. This flower is sweeter than anything you have ever smelled before, and soon enough your mind is filled with images of delicious food, endless fields of multicolored blooms, and other such relaxing imageryâ

âBut that's hardly the most noticeable effect the flower is having on you, for as G'neen firmly holds your head in place, a heat begins to build inside of your body, starting between your legs, then slowly flowing outwards. It's a pleasant sensation, mostlyâ but it also fills you with an almost irresistible need. With every passing second, this hunger consumes more of your mind. With every breath you take, your desires become more defined. Soon enough, you are twitching slightly in your bindings, as the urge to somehow quench this thirst grows stronger, and stronger, and stronger stillâ

"Alrightâ I'd say she's more than ready!"

By the time G'neen releases you from her grasp, your body is positively burning up, and your mind is trapped in a pure, undeniable lust. The feel of your captors' eyes on your body is suddenly intoxicating, and the movements of F'shla's fingers and palms against your bare skin is almost enough to make you faint. Your mouth hangs open as your chest begins to heave; you start to sweat slightly as your eyes glaze over; your limbs go weak as you hang limply in the airâ

âAnd all of that is absolutely nothing compared to the overwhelming desire that seizes your mind, body, and soul as soon as the two women begin to strip.

"Hehe, like what you see, Cumslut?"

As your captors' togas fall to the earth, you are treated to the heavenly sight of both of their naked bodies. G'neen's breasts are large and firm, F'shla's are small and perky, but both of the women are so toned, both of them are so huge, both of them have such intricate tattoos weaving across their muscular formsâ

âAnd perhaps most importantly of all, both of them have something absolutely massive standing fully erect right between their legsâ

"Alrightâ Listen up, Cumslut." G'neen grins as she takes in your lustful expression, then steps forwards and uses the rope to lower you until her cock is hanging mere inches in front of your upside-down face. "You belong to us now, got it? So that means no resisting, no biting, no trying anything at all. All you're here to do is please us, and if you're a good little girl, and take in absolutely everything we can give youâ Maybe we'll be nice, and let you have a little fun too."

"Now hold still!" F'shla interjects, and your heartrate speeds up as she walks up next to you, then places her hands on either side of your head. "No squirming, OK? I wanna see just how much of Mama's thing you can take in one go!"

Though the language barrier still prevents you from understanding the exact meaning of your captors' words, there is absolutely no mistaking their intentâ and given the irresistible want that has now spread through your entire body, you aren't even sure you could say 'no' if you tried. You are completely trapped, completely at these women's mercy. Your body is bound, your mind is hazy, your head is in F'shla's grasp, and G'neen's enormous cock is inching closer, and closer, and closer to your trembling lipsâ

"Mmmmmmâ There we go, Cumslut. Take it allllllll inâ"

G'neen lets out a satisfied moan as the tip of her dick slowly forces its way into your mouth, and your lips are spread by its impressive girth. Frankly, you're amazed it was able to fit inside at all, but fit it does, and G'neen holds it there, gently running her hand along her own shaft as the head of her cock rests just behind your lips.

Thanks to the sheer size of G'neen's member, you are forced to switch to breathing through your nose, which means your nostrils are soon filled with the strong, musky aroma of this giantess' dick. Your tongue, meanwhile, begins to subconsciously inspect this massive intruder, and you go lightheaded as you take in its taste. And all the while, your eyes dart back in forth between G'neen's huge balls and the considerable length of her cock; the head alone is already almost too big for you to take, so surely she's not going to try and force the rest of it inside youâ

âRightâ?

"Just tell me when you're ready, Mama!"

"Haaaaâ Let's give it one more minute. Cumslut here is surprisingly good with her tongue, and I want to savor the anticipation a bitâ"

An eternity passes as you hang there, F'shla's hands on the sides of your head, and your mouth filled to the absolute brink with G'neen's delicious dick. The larger woman's fingers continue to dance up and down her own length, and for a moment, you begin to wonder whether this will be it, whether she'll bring herself to climax without truly testing your limitsâ But thenâ

"Alright, time to move on. Whenever you're ready, F'shla!"

"Got it! Here we go, Cumslut! In five! Four! Three! Two! One!"

No sooner do you register that F'shla seems to be counting down to something then she suddenly shoves your head forwards with all her might, and you are immediately forced to deepthroat the entire length of G'neen's massive member. Your nose brushes against the woman's balls as F'shla holds you there, and you gasp for air as you feel G'neen's cock burying itself in the deepest recesses of your throat. For some reason (possibly another side effect of the flower?), your gag reflex is nowhere to be seen, but you don't really have time to worry about that, as soon enough F'shla is pulling your head up and down as she positively slams her companion's enormous dick all the way inside you again, and again, and again, and againâ

"Hehehe, wow, Mama, you were right! Humans are good at this!"

"Mmmmmmâ You can say that againâ"

F'shla's giggles and G'neen's moans float through your ears as you are used like a cheap sex toy for a full minute, then two, then five, then tenâ G'neen apparently has plenty of endurance, and F'shla shows absolutely no signs of tiring as she continues to push your head back and forth. Eventually, the taller woman starts to buck her hips slightly, so that her cock drills into your throat with even more force than before. You lose all track of time as your mouth is violated, all while your body grows warmer, and warmer, and warmer stillâ

"Heh, you're really working hard down there, Cumslutâ I guess you deserve that reward after all!"

With those words, G'neen's fingers make their way between your legs, and your body absolutely explodes with pleasure the instant she begins to rub at your sex. You aren't quite sure whether the giantess is uniquely skilled, or if the flower's aphrodisiacal effects just have you impossibly sensitive, but either way, you are soon drowning in sexual bliss, even as (or maybe especially because) F'shla continues to drive your head up and down the full length of your molester's cock.

More time passes as you hang there, your ecstasy rising to impossible heights. You no longer remember why you're tied up. You only vaguely recall why you travelled to these woods. You'd have to think for a minute if you were asked to give your name. The pleasure is simply too much to handle, and things only get better when G'neen redoubles her efforts, and digs her fingers into your sex as she starts to truly explore your depths.

By the time your first orgasm erupts through your veins, you are a complete mess, and can only barely hear F'shla's continued giggles as you writhe in her grasp. Both women seem very pleased with your reaction to this play, but neither show any signs of letting up, and soon enough G'neen's fingers and cock are once again threatening to overwhelm you with bliss.

"Alright, Cumslutâ I'm helping you feel good, so that means you gotta do everything I say, understand? And my first order is to make sure you swallow every single drop of my seed!"

Again, you don't even know what language your captors are speaking, and so G'neen's command falls on deaf earsâ But as she speeds up the movements of both her hand and hips, as F'shla slips her fingers into your mouth to spread your lips just a bit wider, as your own pleasure once again surges closer and closer to an absolute peakâ

âYou don't need words to express that you are ready to accept everything G'neen is about to gift you, and the powerful giantess is more than happy to oblige.

"Haaaaaaaaaahâ You're such a good girl, Cumslutâ"

To say that G'neen's climax was an eruption of sperm would be underselling it a little, and you are forced to swallow it down as fast as it comes for fear that you might otherwise drown. F'shla holds you firmly in place as her companion's cum continues to flow, watching in glee as sperm starts to spill out of your mouth before trickling down your upside-down face. Your own body, meanwhile, is once again spasming in a euphoric climax, and given the way your captors are grinning, it couldn't be more obvious that they are absolutely loving the showâ

"Hey, hey! Are you done yet? I want to take my turn next!"

"Yeah, just give me one moreâ haaaaaâ momentâ"

G'neen begins to gently push her hips back and forth, eliciting a few more bursts of sperm as her cock presses into your throat, but eventually she pulls out, and takes a couple steps back as her dick goes limp, and her chest heaves in satisfaction.

"Haaâ Haaaaaâ Haaaaâ I'll tell youâ haaaaâ This one's a real good catchâ haaaaâ"

"Yeah, well, like I said! I want to try her out too!" F'shla releases you from her grasp and jumps to her feet, leaving you with nothing to do but hang there, chest heaving as waterfalls of cum dribble out of your open mouth and onto your face.

"Y- Yes, of courseâ" G'neen takes a moment to catch her breath, then glances up at the rope still tied to your ankle. "âDo you need me to lower her a bit? What were you hoping to do?"

"No, I want her on the ground!" F'shla's voice came out fast, and extremely excited. "You were the first in her throat; so it's only fair if I get to be the first in her pussy!"

"Ha! OK then." G'neen wanders off to a nearby tree, and the next thing you know, the rope holding you aloft goes limp, and you fall into F'shla's waiting arms in a sweaty, exhausted heap. "Anything you want me to do to help?"

"Yeah, sure! There's this position I've wanted to try for a while, and I think it'd make her look really cute!"

The two women continue to fuss as they move you between their arms, but frankly, you are no longer in any state to put up anything resembling a resistance. The feel of G'neen's cum in your mouth, throat, and stomach is already enough to leave you completely overwhelmed, and you are also still recovering from your two climaxes, not to mention the way that the flower is blurring your mindâ

"âSo if I hold her legs like this, is that what you mean?"

"Oh yeah, that's perfect!"

By this point, you are only barely aware of your surroundings, but you eventually realize that you are now laying face up on the ground, arms still tied behind your back, but legs completely unboundâ by rope, at least. G'neen is sitting right behind your head, and her massive hands have you firmly by the ankles as she gradually-but-effortlessly pulls your legs up and apart, so that your pussy is fully exposed, and a foot or two in the air.

"Just look at how wet she isâ You're really desperate for this this, aren't you, Cumslut?"

Your eyes go wild as you stare up at the two women above you: G'neen's face is covered in a lustful sneer as she presents you like a bitch to be conquered, while F'shla casually strokes herself off as she leers down at your fully-exposed body, clearly enjoying what she sees. The smaller woman's dick is admittedly a little shorter than her companion's, but it looks to be just as wide, so you once again begin to question whether it could possibly fit insideâ

"Hehehe, oh WOW am I looking forward to thisâ" âBut F'shla obviously isn't concerned with irrelevant details like that, so she doesn't hesitate to lower her body to meet yours, and your pleasure rises once again as she begins to rub the full length of her cock back and forth across your sex. "Haaaaâ I can already tell she's going to be SO tightâ It's been so long since that last elf broke; this is going to be my first pussy in months!"

"Hah, well, no need to hold back! Who knows, maybe you'll even knock her up on the first try!"

"Hehe, gods, I hope soâ" Having finished warming herself up, F'shla adjusts her position, so that the tip of her massive cock is just barely inside your pussy. "You hear that, Cumslut? I'm gonna stuff you full of all the babies you can handle, so I hope you're ready!"

With one final giggle, F'shla suddenly forces her hips downwards, and you let out a scream of pure bliss as her cock fills you to the absolute brink. G'neen releases your legs from her grasp as she moves out of the way, and your current lover adjusts her position, leaning her massive body forwards so that her elbows are resting on the ground just above your shouldersâ

âAnd as soon as her body is stable, F'shla starts to drill you with every single ounce of strength that she has.

"H- Haaaaa! W- Wow! She's so fuckingâ Iâ I LOVE THIS!!!"

F'shla yells out in ecstasy as she drives the full length of her cock in and out of your sex, using her powerful legs and arms to pound you straight into the dirt with every single thrust. Your own legs hang limply in the air as you are fucked from above, and your conscious mind quickly surrenders as it is besieged by pure bliss. Everything about this feels absolutely heavenly, and your own euphoric screams soon join you captor's as she slams herself downwards again, and again, and again, and againâ

Like G'neen, F'shla's endurance is absolutely insane, and ten, fifteen, then twenty minutes pass as her rock-hard cock continues to drive you absolutely mad. Climax after climax blast through your veins as you are assaulted with unrelenting ferocity, your head goes blank as pure ecstasy surges through you with every downward thrust, and the world fades away as your body and mind are subsumed by the massive and powerful woman who wants nothing more than to make you her personal bitchâ

"H- HAAAAH! I think it'sâ HAA!â I think it's almost time, Cumslut! I have so much saved upâ I'm gonna give you everything I have!!!"

Several eternities later, F'shla speeds up her movements, and all thought leaves your head as your umpteenth climax of the day rockets through your veins. Nothing about this is right, but everything about it feels good, and any fear you might have felt is lost in the pleasure, especially as F'shla starts to drive herself into you faster, and faster, and faster, until finallyâ

"H- HYAAAAAAAH!!!"

With one final scream, F'shla slams her cock all the way inside you, then holds her body in position as an avalanche of sperm rushes straight into your waiting womb. You are taken by yet another euphoric orgasm as you feel her cum flooding into your belly, filling you to the absolute limit even as some of it starts to leakâ

In your current state, you honestly can't tell if F'shla's climax takes several minutes, several hours, or several days, but by the time she finally finishes and rises back to her feet, you can do nothing but lay there, panting as immeasurable post-coital ecstasy swims through your veins. A small ocean of sperm expands beneath you as it continues to pour out of your overfull pussy, and your body twitches in pleasure as you savor its flowâ That felt goodâ That felt so, impossibly goodâ

"Well? How was it?"

"Oh, it was amazing!" F'shla grins as she stares down at your broken, sweaty form. "She's such a good fuck, everyone's going to love using her so much!"

"Can't argue with you there!" G'neen lets out a quiet moan as her hand travels up and down the length of her own dick; apparently, she had been touching herself the entire time F'shla was fucking you, and now she kneels over your body, continuing to stroke herself off as she reaches her second climax, which covers your torso and face with yet another load of fresh cum. That done, the giantess presses the tip of her cock back into your open mouth, letting a few more dribbles of sperm flow into your throat. "âHaaaaaaaâ that felt good. But I guess we should get going now. The Elder's gonna want to enjoy this bitch personally before we open her up for public use, so we should probably make sure that our little Cumslut has plenty of time to rest up tonight."

"Hehe, yeah, you're rightâ" F'shla let out a sigh as she wanders over to her clothes, then throws them back on, seemingly completely unbothered by her own sweat. "Wish we could play with her a little longer, but I guess we'll get our chance when everyone else does!"

A few minutes pass in silence as you lay there, completely unaware of your surroundings. Your body is incredibly sore, but frankly, you're too blissed out to care, especially because you can still feel your captors' sperm on your skin, on your tongue, in your belly, in your womb, and on the ground beneath you. Eventually, the strange flower's brain-numbing effects will fade, and you will be forced to reckon with everything that just happened to youâ but for nowâ

"Welp. Time to get going, Cumslut!"

You let out an exhausted yelp as a now-dressed G'neen suddenly grabs you, then tosses you over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Just a minute later, the two giantesses are chatting contentedly as they walk through the forest, with your cum-covered, limp body still firmly in their graspâ

âAnd very soon, you will arrive in the village that will serve as your home for the rest of your life, whether you want it to or not. For regardless of who you were before, you belong to the Amazons nowâ And you will soon learn that this lustful afternoon had only been a prelude to everything that is still to comeâ

Chapter 2: The Elder

Chapter Text

"âCome oooooooooon, Mama! Can't I fuck her just one more time?"

"No, F'shla."

"But that's not fair! You came twice; I only got to fill her pussy once! Look, see? I'm all hard again, and I have so much sperm leftover! If I don't get it out of me soon, my balls might explode!"

"Hah! Wellâ I'd say Cumslut likes what she sees, at leastâ"

After what must have been at least an hour of travel, your captors show no signs of needing to rest, and continue to trudge deeper in the forest, even as they lightly bicker. Your body is still draped over G'neen's shoulder, your mind is just now starting to recover from the flower's effects, your face and chest are still covered in the giantesses' cum, and though you are slightly horrified by everything you've been through todayâ

âYou just can't deny the thrill that pulses through your veins as F'shla adjusts her toga, revealing her massive erection to your lust-addled gazeâ

"Awwwww, do you want my dick that badly, Cumslut? I'm more than happy to give it to you~âª" The smaller woman begins to gently wave her cock back and forth, giggling as she sees how your eyes are tracking it. "C'mon, Mama! Pleeeeease? I promise I won't take too long!"

"Hah, I find that hard to believeâ" G'neen lets out another quiet chuckle. "âBut tell you what. My second time was mostly from stroking myself off, so feel free to do that while we walk. Let me know when you're almost done, and I'll make sure Cumslut takes everything you have."

"Yay, it's a deal! Thank you, Mama!" F'shla grins as her hand begins to slide up and down her own member, and despite yourself, you just can't look away. A small part of your brain is vaguely aware that you should be trying to plan your escape or something, but that one rational thought is completely outvoted by the flower's remaining influence, and so your heart speeds up as F'shla continues to stroke herself off, moaning louder and louder as her eyes drift across your bound, cum covered bodyâ

"H- Haaaaâ Ha! A- Alright, I think I'm almost ready!"

Around fifteen minutes later, F'shla's dick begins to pulse, and a smile spreads across G'neen's face as she suddenly slings you from her shoulders, then roughly presses your chest, neck, and cheek against the smaller woman's cock. You linger there for just a moment, eyes wild as you feel the massive rod's length and girth against your skin, but then F'shla pulls her body back, positions the tip of her dick against your mouth, moves both her hands to the back of your headâ

âAnd then, in one swift movement, absolutely buries her cock as deep inside your throat as it will go, letting out an ecstatic moan as yet another load of cum begins to blast directly into your overfull belly.

"H- Haaaaah! S- So goodâ! Feels so good!"

A full minute passes as you sit there, lips spread wide, and mind far too overwhelmed by lust to even begin to resist. Every time you think the flow is going to stop, another burst shoots out, and you have no choice but to swallow down as much of it as you can. Frankly, you can't help but be amazed at just how much sperm these two women have, how much of it is already inside you, as well as how much of it is covering your skinâ

âAnd as the heat in your body simply refuses to fade, you can't help but wonder just how many more loads of this wonderful stuff you will soon be forced to takeâ

"Haaaaa~~~ I could get used to using this bitch! She's just such a cutie!" F'shla smiles a contented smile as she pulls her now-limp dick out of your throat, then gives it a few shakes, causing a couple more speckles of sperm to fall onto your face. "Thanks for letting me have a second go at it, Mama. I feel SO much better now."

"Hah, of course. Have to teach Cumslut how to take multiple loads sooner or later, so no harm in starting early." From the look on her face, it is more than obvious that G'neen absolutely loved the sight of you getting face-fucked, but after a moment, she picks you up, and drapes you back over her shoulder. "Now let's get a move on! Sun's starting to go down, and I don't want any beasts or nightcrawlers coming along and trying to steal our prize."

The next couple hours pass uneventfully as your two captors continue to talk in a language you don't understand. The effects of the flower eventually wear off, and now everything hurts, so you are left with nothing to do but lay in G'neen's grasp, exhausted, as your thoughts grow increasingly distressed.

Where exactly are these monsters taking you? And what are they going to do once you arrive? You've heard that orcs and some other intelligent races enjoy feasting on human fleshâ Are these giantesses really only interested in fucking you, or will you soon find yourself roasting over an open fire? You hear the two women using the word "T'handeran" occasionally, so you still seem to be the topic of their conversation, but what exactly are they saying? And how much longer will it be before-

"Well, Cumslut, here we are! Your new home!"

Long after the sun had set, a tiny village comes into view, illuminated by only one or two torches. It's hard to see much in the darkness, especially because G'neen still has you flopped over her shoulder, but it's not hard to guess from her tone that you have arrived at your destination. Sure enough, your captors are soon greeted by another massive woman, and after a brief conversation, they carry you into the town properâ Where you immediately become the center of attention.

"Is that aâ?"

"Ohohohoâ I can't believe someone finally caught a new breeding bitch! It's been so longâ"

"I think that's a human, too! Guess there's no reason to masturbate tonight."

"Heh, yeahâ Gotta save up as much as we can!"

When you first arrive, there are only eight or so women milling about, but soon enough, more appear from various huts and tents, as everyone gathers around to get a good look at you. You can't really make out any of their details thanks to the dim lighting (they must have very good night vision if this is how they choose to live), but all of them are just as tall as your captors, and though you can't understand their words, it's next to impossible to miss their excited tones.

"Hey, come on now! Get out of the way, you horny morons! You'll all get your chance in two days; we still have to get her ready for The Elder tomorrow!"

G'neen impatiently shoves a few of her tribemates out of the way, and eventually, you find yourself in a small tent, while a half dozen giantesses watch from the entranceway. Your captor, however, ignores the onlookers as she roughly drops you down on a large medical bench, before wandering off to grab something from a shelf.

"Now you wait right here, Cumslut." F'shla grins down at you as she places one hand on your legs and the other on your torso. "I'm sure you're sore after all that fun, but we'll have you right as rain in no time!"

"Can't have you up and dying on us this early, after allâ" G'neen returns to the table, and your eyes are immediately drawn to the large bottle in her hand, which is filled with a deep, purple liquid. "Now bottoms up!"

Long before you can even begin to protest, G'neen grabs you by the head, then shoves the bottle right into your open mouth. Your whole body twitches as you take in the overpoweringly fruity taste, though your captors easily manage to hold you in place, and soon enough the liquid is rushing down your throat, almost faster than you can swallow. Fortunately, G'neen doesn't try to make you drink it all at once, and after only about five seconds, she pulls back, and places the bottle back on the shelfâ

"âook the whâ ân. Such aâ âighty night, Cumslâ"

âBut unfortunately, whatever you drank apparently has a near-instantaneous effect, and the world around you begins to spin as everything fades to-

-black.

The next thing you know, you are laying in a comfortable bed, as birdsong and other sounds of the forest quietly drift through your ears. You can dimly see the morning sun through your closed eyelids, and overall, you feel surprisingly relaxed. Your limbs are no longer sore; your mind is no longer exhausted; there's absolutely no cum on your skin; and your brain is free of that strange flower's lust-inducing effects. For a moment, you can almost believe that everything that happened to you yesterday had been nothing more than a fleeting dreamâ

âBut then you realize that your arms are still tied behind your back, and your legs are now bound at the ankles. Moreover, a few leather straps are holding you to the bed itself, so that you can't even roll over, let alone sit up. As your eyes drift back open, you find yourself alone in a giantess-sized tent, which is outfitted with several beds. You briefly consider calling out for help, but you know that only your captors would hear. And so you simply lay there, waiting, dreading, anticipating, until finallyâ

"Hey! Good to see you're awake, Cumslut!" The person who enters the tent is new to youâ"an eight-foot-tall pale-skinned woman with a medium length brown braid, a large scar over her left eye, and especially intricate tattoos on both of her cheeksâ"but as you take in her lustful expression, you know better than to hope she's an ally.

"It's rude to keep The Elder waiting, you know." She continues, then places a bowl of what looks to be some type of gruel down on a side table. "H'landie made this special just for you; it has all sorts of nutrients that a future brood mother needs! So eat up, it's good for you!"

The smiling woman suddenly shoves a spoonful of the glop into your mouth, and given your powerless position, you have no choice but to swallow it down. Thankfully, it turns out to be mostly flavorless, and you are rather hungry, so it goes down easy. Minutes pass as you continue to eat, slowly filling up onâ

âWaitâ Why did that last bite taste so odd? And what is thatâ texture?

"What's the matter, Cumslut?" Your caretaker is currently standing just out of your view, but as she shoves another spoonful into your mouth, you can't help but notice that there is definitely something mixed in with the gruel now. "Don't you like myâ nnnâ secret ingredient?"

Though her words are unintelligible, the woman's tone makes it obvious that she's mocking you somehowâ and as you turn your head in her directionâ

"I call it V'rilla's Precum Special!" âYou find her smiling a shit-eating grin as the now-apparently-naked giantess strokes herself off directly into the bowl, then takes a big scoop, and once again forces you to eat. "This will be our little secret, ok, Cumslut? I'm not really supposed to do anything like this until after The Elder takes a crack at you, but I just couldn't resist. Althoughâ now that we're almost doneâ

"âHow about we have ourselves a little fun?"

As you watch, the woman begins to scrape at the sides of the bowl, but instead of shoving these last dredges into your mouth, she drizzles the glop over her own dick, making sure to cover it as thoroughly as she can. Once she's done with that, she climbs onto the bed, places her knees on either side of your head, wrenches your jaw open with one hand while using the other to position her dick just right...

âAnd slowly, surely, the gruel-covered cock slides into your mouth, then your throat, as the woman leans forwards, making sure you take the whole thing all the way down to the hilt.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaâ Now this is a good way to start the dayâ"

Once she's sure her whole dick is inside of you, the woman begins to casually pump her hips back and forth, savoring the feel of your lips and tongue. Like G'neen and F'shla, this latest rapist's dick is more than enough to fill you completely, but unlike yesterday, the flower is not relaxing your muscles, and so you start to gag slightly as she presses herself into you, while more and more of the gruel slides down your-

"V'rilla! What the hell are you doing?"

"O- Oh, Sorry N'valli. Couldn't help myselfâ" At the sound of another woman's voice, the giantess reluctantly pulls herself out of your throat, then grabs a nearby towel, and begins to roughly wipe away the glop, drool, and precum that now stains your cheeks. "Just feeding Cumslut her breakfast, you know? Can't have her go before The Elder on an empty stomach!"

"You idiotâ" The newcomerâ"a dark-skinned, bald, skinny woman who's around the same height as the first, but has a significantly sterner expressionâ"lets out a sigh, then walks over to begin undoing the straps that are holding you to the bed, though she leaves your rope bindings untouched. "âIf The Elder finds out that this slut isn't freshâ"

"But she won't find out, so it's fine!" The pale woman replies as she redresses herself. "I didn't even cum, so no harm done!"

"âYou're lucky I stopped you when I did, then." The two women continue to chat as the dark-skinned one picks up your bound body in a bridal carry, then heads for the tent's entranceâ and as she pushes aside the flaps and brings you outside, you get your first good look at your new home.

Frankly, now that you can see it in the daylight, it almost feels too generous to call this place a village. There are only around twenty dwellings, most of which are more tent than building, and you can't imagine there's room for more than a few dozen people of the giantesses' size.

Said inhabitants are also not quite what you might have expected, and thanks to the fact that they're all coming up to gawk at you while you pass, you get a pretty good look at them. They are all women, all six-to-nine feet tallâ but there are oddly no children nor elderly, at least not in the human sense of the words. The youngest among them appear to be teenagers, while the oldest are on the younger side of middle-aged. Moreover, their skin tones vary wildly, covering the full range that humans do, but there are also a few women who are silvery-white, obsidian-black, or have an almost blue-purple tint, and even one whose skin is a deep, earthen green. Their facial features vary wildly; some of them are noticeably squatter or leaner than others; one's skin looks scaley, another seems to have tiny feathers growing out of her shoulders, and a third one's eyes are glowing with a blueish flame. This much genetic variety in such a tiny tribe seems like it should be impossibleâ

âUnless, of course, they were somehow able to bear children with members of other species.

That latest thought is rather disturbing, so you push it from your head as quickly as you can, and do your best to find something else to distract yourself with. For a moment, you focus in on an enormous wolf that's peacefully slumbering by one of the woman's feetâ But your panic only increases when something else catches your eye. For right in the middle of the village stand several pedestals, each around a couple feet highâ

âAnd on top of each of those sits a pillory, far too small to ever fit one of the giantesses. Moreover, each pillory has vines with those strange flowers blossoming all over them, no doubt so that their scent will fill the nostrils of whoever is trapped inside. To put it bluntly, it's not hard to guess who that hypothetical 'whoever' will soon beâ and it's just as easy to imagine what exactly will happen to you once these women have you nice and secure in your new restraintsâ

Mercifully, your two current captors walk right on by these wooden bindings, but as they carry you into the largest building in the village, you aren't sure that this situation will turn out any better. You now find yourself in a large, wooden cabin, furnished with a couple of tables, and decorated like a hunter's trophy room. Skulls and pelts of various shapes and sizes hang from the walls, many of which come from creatures you can't even name, and in the center of it all lies a chair decorated with scales, feathers, and teeth that all look like they originally belonged to some truly gargantuan beastsâ

âThough it's the woman sitting upon that throne who immediately grabs your attention.

"N'valli. V'rilla."

The two women who brought you hear quickly bow their heads in turn, and you manage to deduce that those must be their namesâ"the dark-skinned one is N'valli, and the pale one is V'rillaâ"but it's also obvious that this warlord-looking woman must hold a position of supreme authority. She is noticeably larger than anyone else you've seen thus far; you would guess she's at least nine-foot-six when standing at full height, but she's also extremely broad shouldered, muscular, and bulky. Her skin is an odd, greyish-pale color, and her pitch-black hair is interrupted by several streaks of silver. Said hair is very thick, and falls behind her in a wide, multi-layered braid that must be easily six or seven feet long. Her breasts are large and firm-looking, and she seems to have fewer tattoos than the othersâ"just a couple medium-sized ones on each of her shouldersâ

âAnd you know these last two facts because she is completely naked save for a sizable lei of those lust-inducing flowers, and you can't help but notice that she is casually running a hand up and down her absurdly large cock as she stares directly at you.

"We've brought Cumslut, Elder." N'valli speaks calmly, seemingly completely unperturbed by this woman's naked state. "May you use her as you please."

"Hm. Of course. Bring her here."

The woman's voice is extremely low and guttural, and for a moment, you can't help but wonder if she has any orcish blood in her. It would explain her skin's color, as well as how her physique is somehow even more impressive than her compatriots'â

"Kneel, Cumslut!"

âBut before you can put too much thought into this, N'valli places you on your feet just in front of the sitting woman, then roughly kicks at the back of your legs, forcing you to fall to your knees.

"Hmmmâ I do like the look of her." Now that your face is mere inches from her enormous cock, the grey-skinned woman stops stroking it, and lightly slaps it against your cheek. You quietly gulp as you realize it's even bigger than any dick you've taken so far. "And I assume she's been properly broken in?"

"Y- Yes, Elder!" V'rilla hastened to reply. "G'neen and F'shla were the ones who found her, so they both claimed her first, as is their right. B- But no one else has touched her since then, obviously!"

"Hm. I would hope so." Once again, the woman slaps you in the cheek with her cock, this time hard enough that you flinch a little. For a moment, you consider trying to back up, but it couldn't be more obvious that even a tiny act of rebellion like that would only end badly, so you stay right where you areâ And after a moment, the woman begins to speak again, though her voice sounds distinctly different than it did before.

"Galeenja nom serefat? Jlofashladon se can." First, it comes out smooth and rhythmical, almost like a songâ

"Kuuga, gran vert? Wehn po-ste." Next, extremely rough, with every word punctuated and clearly enunciatedâ

"Grrrrrnnmmmph. Graa Sk!" Then, she growls like some kind of wild beast, her intonation implying that she's still trying to say something, though it no longer even remotely resembles what you would call wordsâ

"This, then? Speak this tongue?"

You let out a quiet gasp as the woman suddenly switches to your language. She's clearly not fluent, and has an extremely thick accent, but she's good enough that you can understand her. A slight relief washes over you as you begin to reply that-

"Good." âBut before you can say more than a couple words, she suddenly reaches down, and closes a hand around your head, so that your mouth is completely covered by her palm. "T'handeran hear what The Elder speak. Animals no speak. Pets no speak. T'handeran no speak. Yes?"

The Elder squeezes your head tighter, making it abundantly clear that this is not a request. You nod as best you can in her grasp, and she holds you there for a moment, then eventually releases you, pulls your head back into position, and once again presses her shaft firmly against your cheek.

"T'handeran belong Amazons. T'handeran do what Amazons speak. T'handeran no run. T'handeran no fight. T'handeran no speak. T'handeran breed. Only. Always. Yes?"

Your eyes go wide as The Elder's words sink in. Apparently, these people are Amazons; you have heard legends about such a race existing, but those stories were muddled, vague, and more like children's fairy tales than historical fact. Far more importantly, howeverâ The Elder had just confirmed what you already suspected:

âThese people, these Amazonsâ They are going to hold you here forever, as they use you however they please. You will probably be placed in one of those pillories outside, forced to inhale that flower's scent every waking hour of the day, fed in the exact same way that V'rilla had 'fed' you this morning, and fucked senseless by every single Amazon in the villageâ This is your life now, and as your limbs weakly strain against the ropes binding your ankles and wrists, it's next to impossible to shake the foreboding feeling that there's absolutely no chance of escapeâ

"Hm. T'handeran no hope. Good." The Elder smiles slightly as she takes in your spiraling panic, then leans forwards, and places her hands underneath your shoulders. The next thing you know, she has pulled your bound body upright, then laid you down directly on top of her torso, so that your face is buried in the lei of flowers that is loosely draped upon her breasts.

"Shhhhhhhâ Be quiet now, little one." The Elder is apparently done talking to you, and so she switches back to her native tongue, and begins to gently rub your back as if you were a child she was trying to get to take a napâ Even as she uses her other hand to press your nose directly into as many of her lei's blooms as she can. "Let your mind disappear. You don't need it anymore, and you will never need it again. All you need is your body and your womb, which we will gladly fill with our future generations. Now breathe, Cumslut. Breathe in the Y'ooleen's scent, so that we may properly treat you as the mindless fuck toy you are."

The Elder's words swim in and out of your ears, but frankly, you wouldn't have been able to understand them even if she hadn't switched languages. Yesterday, the smell of one flower had been more than enough to make your brain fuzzy, but now the Elder has bunched up four or five of them between your face and her breast, and their combined aromas are enough to make your whole body melt. Their petals are so softâ They smell so goodâ The Elder's body is so largeâ and her dick is soâ soâ

Barely a minute later, you are completely consumed by an unquenchable desire, especially as memories of your past twenty-four hours flow through your brain. Your head is resting on The Elder's comfortable breast, your torso is trapped in her powerful arms, and your bound legs are so very close to her massive, twitching cockâ

âYou want this. You know what's about to happen to you, and you want it! On some level, you are fully aware that you're only feeling these feelings because of the flowers that are still pressed against your face, but on the other hand, you just can't bring yourself to care. The whys don't matter; all that matters is your need. Here you are, fully bound, defenseless, and surrounded by three gorgeous, tall, Amazonian women, all of whom want nothing more than to fuck you senseless with their enormous fucking cocksâ

âAnd in this moment, you see absolutely no reason not to give them everything they desire.

By the time The Elder pulls your head back and begins to inspect your face, your entire body is covered in sweat, your mouth is hanging open, your chest is heaving, and your eyes are glossy and unfocused. An all-consuming flame of desire pulses through your blood as you meet the massive woman's gaze, and that fire only burns brighter as her face breaks into a satisfied smirk.

"Hm. Looks like the light has finally left your eyesâ I'm glad to see that you've accepted your fate, Cumslut. Now thenâ"

The Elder reaches her hands downwards, and the next thing you know, she has untied the ropes that were binding your limbs. That done, she rolls you over until you are lying back-first on her torso, your head between her breasts, your legs resting on her thighs, and her throbbing dick standing fully erect mere inches away from your sex. You begin to go lightheaded as you stare at itâ"even compared to the other Amazons', it's just so bigâ"and so you lie there, limbs limp, as your whole body trembles in anticipation for-

"H- H- HAAAAAAAH~~~~~~!!!!"

Suddenly, you let out a lustful scream as you feel something pinching at both of your nipples, and you realize you had completely lost track of The Elder's hands. Her fingers are now moving along your breasts, rubbing them, squeezing them, tugging them this way and that, and your head falls back as your mind is enveloped by pure pleasure. You are completely unbound, and nothing is physically stopping you from trying to defend yourselfâ

âBut right now, escape is the absolute last thing on your mind, and your ecstasy only grows stronger when one of your molester's hands begins to flow down your body, before eventually coming to rest right between your legs.

"Hmâ You are just as wet as I was hoping you'd be. Cumslut takes to the Y'ooleen well."

The world around you goes hazy as The Elder continues to attack your breasts and sex, touching you in all the right ways to send you absolutely loopy. Fresh shockwaves of pure pleasure blast through your veins with every passing second, and your partner only finds more of your weak points with every passing second. Flower or no, she's good at this, and you lose all control of your body and voice as you lay there, absolutely marinating in your own lustâ

âUntil finally, your pleasure reaches a crescendo, and an absolutely euphoric orgasm explodes through you, leaving you even more of a delirious mess than you had been before.

"Hmhmâ" The Elder gives a quiet chuckle as your body twitches in ecstasy, and once you finally calm down, she raises the hand that had been exploring your sex, and places two of those fingers inside your mouth. For a moment, she simply lingers there, letting you taste the results of your own desireâ

âBut soon enough, she adjusts her grip, and wraps both of her hands around your torso while rising out of her chair. Once she's on her feet, she lowers your body until you're straddling her dick like a horse, then begins to slowly slide your pussy back and forth across its full length as yet more ecstasy erupts through your veins. Once again, you realize just how massive this woman's member is. Once again, you begin to seriously question how it could possibly fit inside you. Once again, you realize that these Amazons couldn't care less about whether you get hurt by their gamesâ

âBut your lust-addled brain is far more excited than afraid, especially as you glance downwards, and realize that you are practically painting The Elder's dick with your own fluids. The giantess lets out a satisfied moan as she continues to rub you back and forth, and desire is clear in N'valli and V'rilla's faces as they stand at attention, cocks visibly erect underneath their clothes thanks to this erotic display. These Amazons clearly see you as a simple sex toy, as an object to be used for their own pleasure, and this fact only becomes more obvious as The Elder pulls you forwards one more time, then holds you horizontally in the air, so that your pussy is perfectly aligned with the tip of her dickâ

âAnd in one swift movement, she slams you backwards against her hips, so that her entire cock is buried inside you all at once.

"Haaaaaaaaahâ"

The Elder sighs quietly as she fills your absolute limit, but your own screams of ecstasy make that sound impossible to hear. You've never had anything nearly this big inside of you before, but the flowers' scent seems to have completely shut down your pain receptors, so instead of discomfort, the only thing you feel is overwhelming bliss. Your brain malfunctions as The Elder begins to pull you up and down her full length, heightening your ecstasy with every passing second, and soon enough you reach a second climax, then a third, then a fourth, then a fifthâ

What feels like hours pass as The Elder uses you like the mindless cocksleeve that you are, all while a hurricane of pleasure rages through your brain. Your body goes limp in your partner's grasp, and your unbound arms and legs dangle uselessly towards the floor as you yanked back and forth with unending aggression.

Like the other Amazons, The Elder shows absolutely no signs of tiring, even after what must have been your dozenth climax blasts through your veins. You have absolutely no idea how long it's been, but your voice is going hoarse as you continue to vocalize your bliss. Every time you think this game must be reaching its end, that The Elder's moans must mean she's about to reach climax, she simply pauses, takes a few deep breaths, and then goes back to slamming herself into you, all while her dick stays rock hard. Clearly, she wants this to last. Clearly, she wants to push you to your absolute limit. Clearly, she wants to-

"Elder! I, uh, I apologize for the interruptionâ"

"H- Hm? What is it B'tenz?"

Even as she continues to drive you up and down her cock, The Elder glances at the entranceway, where an obsidian-skinned, teenage-looking Amazon has appeared, with some sort of scroll in her hands.

"It's the lizardfolk, ma'am! Our hunters had another run in with their-"

"Hold a moment." The newcomer had been forced to yell in an attempt to make herself heard over your blissful moans, but after thrusting herself all the way inside you one more time, The Elder simply holds you there, then turns towards her attendants. "V'rilla, N'valli. Silence her, so that I may see to official matters."

"At once, Elder."

Your whole body heaves as you hang there, motionless, gasping out in pleasure as every single inch of The Elder's cock fills your insidesâ But suddenly, N'valli grabs you by the back of your head, and pulls your face upright just in time for V'rilla to shove something large and soft inside your mouth. It almost feels like some type of foam, but any attempts you make to bite it have no effect at all, and as the Amazon straps it behind your head, you realize it must be some strange form of gag. Still, it's not too uncomfortable, so your lust-addled mind quickly refocuses itself on the blissful sensation of-

"M- MMph-?!?"

Suddenly, as if in reaction to the warmth of your mouth, the foam begins to expand, growing to twice the size it was before as it forces your jaw wide open. Soon enough, your cheeks are positively bulging as it fills you up, but your started moans die in your throat as the strange substance begins to block every sound you try to make. V'rilla is now wrapping a cloth on top of the gag, but frankly, the extra layer seems a bit pointless. Almost every part of your mouth is now filled with the strange foam, to the point that you can only barely move your jaw, and not even the slightest whimper could possibly escape your lipsâ

"My apologies, B'tenz. Now what were you saying?"

âAnd as soon as she's sure the gag is secure, The Elder once again begins to move her hands, pulling her now-silenced cocksleeve up and down her dick with all her might, and happily using you to her heart's content even as she goes about official business.

"Y- Yes, wellâ" The obsidian-skinned Amazon has to fight to keep her eyes off of your spasming body; though your moans are no longer audible, it couldn't be more obvious that you are absolutely drowning in indescribable bliss. "The lizardfolk. Our hunters ran into them inside our territory again, but they insisted that we had crossed into their lands. Aâ disagreement broke out, and though none of ours got hurt-"

"I assume our huntersâ haaaaahâ convinced them of our way of seeing things?"

"Y- Yes, Elderâ But this could escalate if we aren't careful. The lizardfolk have made no secret of their new alliance with the harpies, and either tribe alone has more than two or three times our numbersâ"

"Hmmmmmâ" The Elder sits back down in her chair, and takes a moment to thinkâ But she apparently has absolutely no desire to stop using you, and so she continues to thrust you up and down on her cock in this new position. "âI would like to send a message to the Lizard King, and one to the Harpy Hunt Leader as well. Do you have what you need to take a dictation?"

"Yes, Elder!"

The obsidian-skinned Amazon pulls out a blank parchment and quill, and for the next twenty minutes, The Elder speaks to her as she scribbles something out as fast as she can. If you were more conscious of your surroundings, you might have noticed that they were taking multiple drafts, starting over from the beginning, and doing everything they could to make sure they get the message just rightâ

âBut frankly, you have other things on your mind. Though The Elder doesn't seem to have any difficulties fucking you while going about her official duties, you are barely able to keep track of the world around you thanks to the massive cock that is slamming into your sex again, and again, and again, and againâ Moreover, the three other Amazons keep getting distracted by your lustful display, and the look of hunger in their eyesâ You can tell that they desperately want to use you too, and that exciting thought is more than enough to send you to even higher peaks of pure bliss.

"âIf you do not comply with our reasonable requests, we would be more than happy to let you stay a while in our humble village. It has been years since we had the honor of hosting a harpyâ that one only survived a month before our games proved to be too much for her. I wonder how long you would last, Hunt Leader, and how many of our children you would bear. I can only pray that you will see reason in this matter, so that we shall never have to find out."

"â'Neverâ have toâ find out'â OK, got it! Anything else you want to say?"

"Just sign it with myâ haaaaaahâ o- one momentâ"

Now that her dictations are complete, The Elder doubles the speed of her movements, as her cock begins to pulse inside your sex. Apparently, the thought of subjugating a fellow ruler has only increased the Amazon's arousal, but you are in no state to notice the cause of this change. By this point, you've reached dozens of climaxes, and The Elder's increased aggression only serves to drive you even madder with blissâ and so you can only lay in your captors grasp as she pounds you faster, and faster, and faster, and thenâ

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaahâ There we areâ"

Your mind is long gone by the time The Elder's sperm begins to blast outwards, filling you to the brink before spilling out onto your partner's lap, legs, and chair. There's just so much of it, and it continues to burst forth for a full minute as The Elder holds you firmly in place. This is only the second time your womb has been flooded with Amazonian seed, and yet it already feels so wonderfully familiar. An Amazons' spermâ it's just so perfectly warmâ

"That's enough for now, Cumslut." As soon as her climax reaches its end, The Elder gradually pulls you off of her dick, then drops you unceremoniously on the ground between her feet. "B'tenz. Sign the letters with my seal, and then deliver them as quickly as you can."

"U- Understoodâ" You can feel the obsidian-skinned Amazon's lustful gaze on your body, even as she makes a few more notes on the parchments. She's clearly more than desperate to pick you up and fuck your broken form right then and thereâ But instead, she bows, and hurries out the door.

"âHmph. A pity I was not able to fully focus on my first time with this oneâ" The Elder lightly nudges you with her bare foot, but frankly, you are far too overwhelmed to even think about moving, and so you simply lay there in a disorganized heap as rivers of cum pour out of your pussy and onto the floor. "âStill, there is nothing in this world that compares to breaking in a new bitch, and I would say our little Cumslut has proven to have endurance to spare. I will have to commend G'neen and F'shla on their acquisitionâ But for nowâ

"V'rilla. N'valli." The two other Amazons flinch slightly; both had been staring holes in your exhausted formâ but now the women fix their postures, and bring their attention back to their leader. "I need some time before I'm ready to go another round. Would you be so kind as to keep Cumslut occupied until then?"

"Yes, Elder!"

Both Amazons respond simultaneously, and even though you still can't follow their conversation, it is impossible to miss their eager tone. Within moments, both women are naked, and V'rilla yanks the cloth off of your face before doing something to the foam gag that causes it to deflate, then pulling that out of you too. Your mouth is now completely freeâ and as the two Amazons lift you in their massive arms, you quickly deduce exactly what they want you to do with it.

"Hey, no fair!" V'rilla grumbles slightly as the two giantesses position themselves. "Why do you get to take her pussy?"

"I'm not sure, V'rillaâ" N'valli smirks back at her companion. "âFor some odd reason, I was under the impression that you were impatient to use her mouthâ"

"âO- Oh! Right! Yeah, this is cool." V'rilla's eyes dart towards The Elder, who is watching this display closely. The threat of N'valli revealing what she had done to you this morning is apparently enough to get the pale-skinned Amazon to back off. "Th- Then yeah, I'll just use her mouth! I have absolutely no idea what it's going to feel like, after all, sooooâ"

"Just shut up, you idiot." The two continue to negotiate as they move you this way and that, but soon enough, they have you in position. You are now several feet off the ground, belly facing the ceiling as your limbs dangle weakly behind you. N'valli's hands have you by the hips, while V'rilla's grasp you just below the shouldersâ

âBut far more importantly, the tip of a dark-colored dick is now just barely inside your already-overfull pussy, and a lighter one is pressing itself against your waiting lipsâ

"On three, then?"

"Sure, why not."

"Alright. Oneâ Twoâ Three!"

In an instant, you are filled from both ends with two enormous cocks, neither quite as big as The Elder's, but each more than enough to make you feel like you're going to break. V'rilla begins to loudly moan as she pumps herself in and out of your upside-down mouth, making her way into the very back of your throat with every single thrust, while N'valli slams herself repeatedly into your sex, causing more of The Elder's sperm to spill onto the floor as she assaults you with all her might.

The two Amazons are shockingly coordinated, though they do vary their methods. For a while, they take pains to press themselves into you from both sides at the same time, so you are sandwiched between their massive bodies. Next, they spend some time taking turns, pulling you back and forth so that you feel one dick, then the other, then one, then the other. At other times, one of them speeds up, while the other takes their time, enjoying the way your body bounces against your other rapist's thrustsâ

âBut regardless of their exact methods, the two women's joint assault is more than enough to send even more orgasms crashing through your veins, and soon enough your exhausted mind is drowning in an ocean of bliss. It feels like you've been inside this cabin for a lifetime, but still your flower-induced haze has you desperate for moreâ

"Th- Th- Think I'm gonnaâ nnnnnnâ fill her u- up soon. D- Do you wanna try andâ"

"Y- Yeah." N'valli speaks through gritted teeth, she's clearly trying her best to keep up her stoic façade, but she's also having the time of her life, and it's starting to show in her eyes. "I- I should be ready inâ N- No, waitâ Now!"

Suddenly, the dark-skinned woman slams herself forwards, and your womb is once again treated to another delicious helping of Amazonian sperm.

"H- Hey, that's no fun! I wanted to do it at the sameâ H- Haaaah! Nevermind, here we go!"

V'rilla grins as she speeds up her movements, then shoves her cock as deep in your throat as she can. N'valli's climax is still going, and you gasp as the flow in your pussy is joined by one down your throat. Fresh loads of sperm surge into your belly and womb in burst after wonderful burst; you climax yet again as you take in everything these giantesses have to giveâ

"Hmâ That was quite the show. But I am ready to take her again. The day is still young, after allâ"

"O- Ofâ haaaaaahâ Of course, Elderâ"

As soon as your latest partners finish their orgasms, they roughly pull you off of their dicks, then hand you back to The Elder, who takes a moment to admire you as you lay helplessly in her arms. Seemingly endless streams of cum are now dripping out of your mouth and pussy, your limbs are incapable of movement, and lay every which way, and your eyes are half-lidded as your mind tumbles in wave after wave of post-coital blissâ

âBut even so, your excitement rises yet again as The Elder pulls you into her lap, firmly grips your torsoâ And once again slams your hips downwards until her massive cock disappears completely inside your sex. It has been an impossibly long morning. You have experienced more sexual bliss in the past twenty-four hours than you have in your entire life. Your body is more than exhausted, your conscious mind is long gone, your insides are positively overflowing with Amazonian spermâ And yetâ

Despite all of that, as The Elder once again begins to force you up and down, up and down, up and down, your delirious smile only grows wider. For you just caught a glimpse out the cabin's window, and noticed that the sun is still high in the sky. You have a full afternoon of fucking ahead of you, and then a lifetime of sexual slavery to look forward to after thatâ But in this momentâ

âIn this moment, you know for a fact that T'handeran doesn't need to think, that T'handeran doesn't need to speak. All T'handeran needs to do is breed, and tomorrow morning, you will be reminded that you doesn't just belong to The Elder. You belong to the entire village, and to each and every Amazon who calls it homeâ

Your first morning of captivity has already been more than enough to leave you nothing more than a mindless, sex-addicted slutâ and things are only going to get more overwhelming from here on outâ

Chapter 3: The Lovers

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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Desire. The first thing you notice is your own desire. You are not being fucked right now, and as far as your body is concerned, that is a problem that needs to be solved. And as for the second thing you noticeâ

"Haaaaaa, she just looks so preciousâ When do you think she's going to wake up?"

"No clue. The Elder was already using her by the time I got there yesterday, which was late morning, I guess? But I'm not sure how early they startedâ"

Voices. Two of them, to be precise, and speaking in that language that you still don't understand. Your mind is muddled as you lay there, eyes closed and limbs bound, but after some conscious effort, you manage to put your memories back into place:

It would not be an exaggeration to say that yesterday was all one long, nonstop marathon sex session, and your lust rises yet again as you think back on everything that happened to you. Between The Elder, V'rilla, and N'valli, you spent literally all morning and afternoon getting fucked, only taking breaks whenever it was time to be fed your next meal. Every time you showed even the slightest lapse in arousal, The Elder would simply press your face back into the flowers that were hanging around her neck, and you would once again lose yourself to their lust-inducing aromaâ

âBut despite that haze, you still remember every single blissful, euphoric moment you spent getting railed, and you would be blatantly lying to yourself if you tried to claim that you hadn't enjoyed it. Once the Amazons were finally done with you, V'rilla had fed you that purple liquid again, which almost instantly dropped you into a deep, peaceful slumberâ

And now, here you are, lying in a comfortable bed, bound by both ropes and leather straps, without so much as a sore muscle in sight. You should be relieved to get even a brief respite from the endless hours of rape you've been subjected to over the past two daysâ and yet, all you want more. So much more. But as a wonderfully sweet scent drifts into your nostrils, you know that you won't have to wait long beforeâ

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âAs aâ wonderfullyâ sweetâ scentâ?

Uh oh.

Your thoughts darken slightly as you realize exactly why you're so horny right now: your eyes are still closed, but the air around you is permeated with the unmistakable aroma of that lust-inducing flower. You move your head slightly, and your suspicion is confirmed as your right cheek brushes against far too familiar petals. Moreover, as you recoil back the other way, you feel another bloom sitting to your left. You are still in bed. You were fast asleep just a few short moments agoâ

âYet despite your unconscious state, your captors are already attempting to corrupt your mindâ and worse, you can tell that it's working.

"Hey, I think she might be awake now. She just moved, see?"

"Oh, you're right! Good morning, Cumslut! It's nice to finally meet you. I've heard such wonderful things!"

Your eyes flutter open at the sound of your name, and you are immediately greeted by the sight of two Amazons sitting beside you on the bed as they smile down at your immobilized, naked form. Both appear to be on the younger side, meaning they somewhat resemble human teenagers, but just like F'shla, they are far larger than any teenager has any right to be.

"Oh my, her eyes are so beautiful! Hello there, you adorable little thing! I hope you slept well!"

The first of these Amazons is new to you; she appears to be around six-foot-seven, has silvery skin, startlingly blue eyes, and marble-white hair that is hanging loose down to her shoulders. She is dressed in similar clothes to all the other Amazons, and her most noteworthy tattoos are wrapped around her forearms, but you find yourself mostly drawn to her expression. Admittedly, her eyes are occasionally drifting down your naked form, but for the most part she seemsâ friendly? Maybe? In all honesty, you can't tell if this is just another side effect of the flower, but you feel like you can trust this beautiful woman, like she'll keep you warm, and comfortable, and safeâ

"Yeah, Cumslut's a real looker, right? I knew you'd love her."

The silvery woman's companion, meanwhile, is an Amazon you have actually seen before. She's a few inches shorterâ"so maybe around six-foot-fourâ"her black hair is tied back in a short, tight braid, and she has notable tattoos above her eyebrows, but it's her obsidian-colored skin that makes her instantly recognizable. This is the girl that The Elder had spoken to while fucking you, the one who had written something or other down before hurrying awayâ

âBut now, she has no other duties she needs to attend to, and as her eyes dance across your body, it's not hard to guess how she intends to spend her free time.

"So what do you say, P'thlia? We have her all to ourselves for the next couple hoursâ What do you want to do first?"

By this point in your captivity, you have managed to catch on to Amazonian naming conventions. G'neen, F'shla, V'rilla, N'valli, T'handeranâ All Amazonian names have an odd, breathy gap after the first consonant, one that's a little hard to describe, since it doesn't exist in your language. As such, though you still have no idea what the two are saying, you're able to deduce that P'thlia must be the silver-skinned Amazon's name.

"Oh, you want me to choose?" P'thlia reaches down, and gently rests her hand against your cheek as she continues to smile a surprisingly caring smile. "The poor thing must be so hungryâ We should probably feed her before doing anything else."

The two Amazons continue to chat as they undo your leather bindings, while you do your best to prepare yourself for what's inevitably coming next. Surely, you assume, the two will soon strip, pull the rope off of your ankles, spread your legs wide, and force their cocks deep into your pussy and mouthâ

âBut instead, P'thlia simply sits down behind you, and pulls your body up until the back of your head is resting against her still-clothed chest.

"There you are, Cumslut. Don't you worry, we'll take good care of you. I promise, you'll be perfectly safe with me."

P'thlia hums a simple tune as she carefully wraps one arm around your torso, and begins to gently pet your hair with her other hand. Your mind is still firmly in the grasp of the two flowers that were laying by your head as you slept, and so this action leaves youâ confused, to put it lightly. You wantthese two to hurry up and fuck you, you want them to hurry up and rape youâ but at the same time, this Amazon's touch is so nice, and her voice is so prettyâ You feel so wonderfully comfortable in her warm embraceâ

"Alright, thenâ Open wide~"

As P'thlia continues to hold you in her arms, the obsidian-skinned Amazon sits down in front of you with a familiar bowl of glop in her hands. You eye it suspiciously, but there doesn't seem to be anything mixed in with it this time, and your lustful breaths are too heavy for you to keep your mouth shut anyways, so you wouldn't have been able to resist the feeding if you tried.

"You're such a good girl, Cumslut!" P'thlia smiles as you swallow down the spoonful that her companion places in your mouth. "Make sure you eat it all up, so you have plenty of energy to get through the day."

The next ten minutes pass in a surprisingly relaxing daze as you are lovingly fed your breakfast. Unlike V'rilla, the obsidian-skinned Amazon is gentle as she feeds you, and makes sure not to go too fast. P'thlia, meanwhile, starts to quietly sing as her hand runs through your hair. Despite everything, you feel almostâ pampered, comfortable, cared for, and for a moment, all your troubles seem to fade awa-

"H- Haaaah-!?"

"Mhmhm, oh my, you have such a beautiful voice, Cumslutâ" P'thlia's friendly smile widens slightly as you suddenly feel something gently grasping at your boob. Apparently, the hand on your chest had drifted while you were distracted, and now P'thlia's silvery fingers are circling your nipple. "I know you must have been so desperate to start our play, so I'm sorry for making you wait. I just had to make sure you had a good breakfast first. You did such a good job, though, and I'd say you deserve a little reward. So you just lay back, and let me give you everything you needâ"

"Wow, guess she really likes you, huh?" The other Amazon grins as she watches you moan against P'thlia's fingers, and she places the bowl on a side table before leaning forwards, so that she has the best possible view of your twitching body. "It's just like I said: Cumslut absolutely LOVES getting used like this. If you touch her with even half the skill you usually use when you touch me, she'll be putty in your hands in no time!"

"Ahaha, oh, B'tenzâ You flatter me!" P'thlia lets out a sweet chuckle as she lets her other hand drift downwards, and begins to toy with both of your breasts in earnest. Yesterday, The Elder had been extremely rough when she attacked your boobs, and though you had undeniably enjoyed that aggressionâ it's quickly becoming apparent that crude force is absolutely nothing compared to being handled by someone who actually knows what they're doing.

P'thlia's fingers are full of love, care, and skill as they go about their work, and no matter how she's moving, it's more than enough to send waves of pure pleasure crashing through your veins. First, she generously massages your breasts, then she pinches your nipples between her fingers, then she gently tugs you this way then that, then she lightly flicks at your most sensitive spotsâ P'thlia caresses you, she rubs you, she coddles you, she loves you, all while she continues to hum and sing, her beautiful voice swimming through your ears even as your pleasure rises higher, and higher, and higher stillâ!

âAnd soon enough, you have reached a heavenly orgasm from the bliss of this nipple play alone, and your body spasms in your bindings as P'thlia continues to serve you with all the skill she has.

"Haaaaaaâ I could watch you work all day, my loveâ" B'tenz (or at least you're pretty sure that's what P'thlia called her) lets out a contented sigh as her eyes drift across your body, which is pulsing at the silvery Amazon's touch. After a moment, however, the obsidian Amazon adjusts her position, and begins to untie the rope that is holding your ankles together. "âBut I guess I should help out too, huh? Don't want Cumslut to be left disappointed~"

Your mind is blurry thanks to P'thlia's continued efforts at your chest, but your excitement still grows as B'tenz slowly spreads your legs as wide as they will go, then holds her face mere inches away from your dripping sex. A shiver passes down your spine as the Amazon's breath lingers on your pussy; your mind goes blank with pleasure as P'thlia gives your breasts another gentle pinch; you wait with bated breath as your lustful anticipation continues to riseâ

âAnd a shockwave of pure bliss blasts through your veins as soon as B'tenz leans forwards, and starts to lick.

"Awwww, look at how much she's twitching! I think Cumslut really likes it~"

P'thlia chuckles again as she gives your breasts an extra loving squeeze, then begins to tug and massage them even more rigorously than she had before. Between her fingers and B'tenz's lips and tongue, you are left floating on clouds of pure pleasure, with practically no awareness of the world around you. Your legs curl inwards, and your head falls back against your molester's chest as the two Amazons continue to work you, continue to pleasure you, continue to send your ecstasy to brand new heightsâ

"H- H- HAAAaaaaahâ"

By the time your second climax shoots through your veins, you are nothing more than a sweaty, delirious mess, and yet your partners show absolutely no signs of letting up. You lay in their grasp for what feels like eons, trapped in this state of pure bliss as your lovers' efforts bring your pleasure to a third peak, then a fourth, then a fifthâ

"Well thenâ" Countless eternities later, P'thlia pauses her movements, and smiles down at her companion. "âShall we move on? Surely Cumslut could never be satisfied with just this meager play."

"Oh, yeah, sure." B'tenz replies, pulling her head back from your sex as she rises into a sitting position. "You go ahead and take her pussy, and I'll use her mouth."

"Wh- What?" P'thlia sounds genuinely confused by this last statement. "No, I couldn't! We only got assigned to wake her this morning because The Elder wanted to reward you for your hard work yesterday. I shouldn't even really be hereâ"

"Don't be silly, my loveâ" B'tenz leans her body over yours, then brings her hand up to gently hold P'thlia's chin. "âI would never dream of playing with this human without you. More than thatâ I want nothing more than for you to be the one to fill her with children. After allâ just think how unimaginably beautiful they will be if they have an angel like you for a mother~"

"O- Ohâ!" P'thlia visibly blushes, and though you are still lost in post-coital bliss, and can't understand a word they're saying, even you can't miss the love dancing in the two Amazons' eyes as they meet each other's gaze.

A moment passes as they linger there, faces mere inches apart (and just a couple feet above you, who they seem to have momentarily forgotten), but eventually, both rise from the bed (leaving you to flop awkwardly back onto the mattress as your body continues to heave) and begin to lovingly strip away the other's clothes. In other circumstances, you might have thought that this intimate dance was quite romanticâ but as it stands, you are still right there, lying on the bed, bound, naked, with your face less than a foot away from one of those sweet-smelling flowers, as you mind marinates in both lust and desireâ

âAnd those indecent thoughts only grow stronger as the two giantesses' finally finish revealing their naked bodies, their small-but-firm breasts, and their absolutely massive cocks to your desperately hungry eyesâ

"Eheheâ Looks like Cumslut's enjoying the showâ" P'thlia giggles as she glances over at you, then lets out a moan as B'tenz starts to nibble on her ear and neck. The two spend a couple minutes caressing each other's bodies with their hands and lips, and for a moment, you wonder whether they're going to reach climax just the two of them, rather than by using youâ

"Well then, my love. Shall we?"

"H- Haaahâ Y- Yes, B'tenzâ Let's."

âBut eventually, the two lovers climb back onto the bed, and make their true intentions more than clear. The next thing you know, they have rolled you onto your back as B'tenz gets on her knees just behind your head, while P'thlia positions herself between your legs. Your breaths grow heavy as you stare up at the obsidian cock that's hanging just above your eyes, and your lustful-haze only grows as B'tenz uses her hand to roll it back and forth across your face, so that it presses into one of your cheeks, then the other, then back again. P'thlia, meanwhile, gently grasps your thighs before spreading your legs just a bit wider, then scooches herself closer until the underside of her cock is resting against your waiting sexâ

You know what's about to happen. You know what they are about to do to you. You know that, in mere moments, you will once again be raped, claimed, used, and there is absolutely nothing you can do to stop it. The smell of B'tenz's cock mixes with the flower's aroma as you lay there, body burning up; P'thlia smiles down at you as she begins to gently slide her dick back and forth against your folds; the Amazons meet each other's gaze, then pull themselves back until the tip of one cock is just inside your pussy, and the other one's head is brushing against your lipsâ

âAnd then, in one, slow, deliberate motion, they both push themselves forwards until their dicks are buried inside you all the way to the hilt, and let out simultaneous moans of satisfaction as they finally use you like the fuck toy you are.

"Haaaaaahâ A- Amazingâ So this is what pussy feels likeâ"

P'thlia and B'tenz begin to quietly vocalize their bliss as they slowly, but firmly, thrust in and out of your mouth and pussy, all while you are once again left drowning in indescribable feelings of bliss. No matter how many times they rape you, you just can't get used to the sheer length and girth of Amazonian dicks. Your lips, throat, and sex feel like they're being stretched to the absolute limit, but thanks to the flower's effects, your body eagerly accepts every single inch. Your tongue begins to run along B'tenz's length as the tip of her cock finds its way into the deepest recesses of your throat; your legs twitch in ecstasy as P'thlia pumps herself in and out of your pussy; your mind floats in a sea of pure bliss as your rapists use you to their heart's contentâ

"Ehehe, I think she just reached her first climax! I knew she'd love laying with you, my loveâ"

"Awwww, isn't she just so adorable? Are you having a good time down there, Cumslut?"

The Amazons' voices ring in your ears as you spasm in a euphoric orgasm, and though you can't understand their words, their tone is unmistakable. At best, these two think of you as a pet, as an animal, as something to be pampered and cared forâ but ultimately, not something intelligent, not something capable of reason, not something with a will of its own. They seem to be genuinely happy that you're enjoying yourself, but the thought that you wouldn't want to be hereâ"that you might've had a life before all of thisâ"hasn't even crossed their minds. To them, you are just a human, and all humans are nothing more than cock hungry sluts, without a single rational thought in their headsâ

âThough given the hurricane of lust and pleasure that is now consuming your flower-addled mind, they aren't actually that far from the truth.

"Oh my, I think she just got evenâ haaaaaâ tighter!"

"Then lets make sure we give her everything she wantsâ And in the meantime, my loveâ"

Your face is currently upside down, so the only things you can see are B'tenz's dick and balls, but even so, you can feel the two Amazons leaning forwards, and based on the sounds they are making, it's not hard to figure out what they are now doing. P'thlia and B'tenz practically radiate passion as their lips lock; their tongues begin to dance even as they continue to push themselves in and out of your pussy and mouth; and the added excitement of that kiss only heightens their enthusiasm to rape you. Minutes pass as you lay there, trapped beneath these giant lovers, whose hands begin to move across each other's arms, then shoulders, then chests, and occasionally to your nipples, where they once again begin to touch you with unbelievable skillâ

Either several minutes or several hours later, a second orgasm explodes through your veins. Then a third. Then a fourth. Then a fifth. Something about being treated as a mindless object that a couple is using to pleasure themselvesâ It's only heightening your bliss, especially as P'thlia and B'tenz begin to speed up their movements, getting more and more forceful in their thrusts with every passing minuteâ

"H- H- Haaaaahâ m- my loveâ Iâ"

"Y- Yes, B'tenz. M- Me tooâ"

The two Amazons speak in breathy tones as they once again increase the speed and power of their pumps, sending a seventh or eight orgasm crashing through your veins. You can tell by the way they are panting that they are close, that soon enough you will be filled with two enormous loads of Amazonian spermâ

âAnd in this moment, you can't imagine anything else in this world that you could possibly want more.

"H- HAAAAAAAHHhhhhhhhh~~~"

B'tenz and P'thlia reach out to grasp each other's hands as they both slam into you one last time, and twin explosions of cum burst forth into your waiting stomach and womb. You go lightheaded with pleasure as rivers of delicious sperm flow into you from both ends, meeting in the middle to fill your belly to the absolute brink. Once again, you climax, and your whole body begins to spasm as your pleasure reaches even higher peaksâ

"H- Haaaaâ Haaaaaâ W- Well thenâ"

âAnd by the time these three orgasms come to an end, you can do nothing but lay there, whole body limp save for your chest, which is absolutely heaving as wave after wave of pleasure surges through your veins. For a moment, the two Amazons stay inside of you, smiling down at your broken form as you continue to weakly twitch in ecstasyâ But eventually, they pull out, rise from the bed, and wander off as they continue to talk about their incredible experience.

"W- Wowâ That was soâ"

"Told you it'd be fun!" B'tenz grins as she throws her toga back on, then gives P'thlia a loving kiss on the cheek. "And just thinkâ Maybe your beautiful babies are already growing inside of her. You might get to be a mom soon!"

"Haha, oh, that would be lovelyâ" The now-clothed P'thlia smiles as she returns the kiss, then walks back over to the bed. "âBut this alone can't possibly have been enough for Cumslut, can it? We should hurry and get her set up so everyone else can take their turn."

"Right you are, my love." Your partners dismounted you almost a full minute ago, yet you haven't managed to move a muscle in that time, and now they are looming over you once again, smiles clear on their faces as their eyes drift across your body, and over the puddles of sperm forming beneath your mouth and sex. "Do you want to do the honors, or should I?"

"Oh, I'll carry her!" As your mind continues to melt in post-coital pleasure, you suddenly feel a large pair of hands pulling you upright until your head is resting on a silvery shoulder. P'thlia wraps one arm around your waist, brings her other hand around to the back of your head, then adjusts her grip until she's holding you diagonally across her torso in a modified cradle hold.

"There, there, Cumslutâ" P'thlia coos as she starts to gently pat your hair. "I'm sorry, but we have to take a little break in our games. Don't you worry, though; there are so many more people who want to play with you, you'll see. Just wait one moment, and then you'll be having all the fun you wantâ"

With those words, P'thlia carries you out of the tent and into the open air, B'tenz following close behind. You can still feel the two women's sperm dripping out of your sex and mouth, but neither of the Amazons seem to mind the mess as they make their way through the town, chatting contentedly all the way. And just a minute or two laterâ

"There, see? I told you you'd have plenty of playmates!" P'thlia gently turns your head forwards, and your eyes go wide as you spot your destination. You are now in the center of the village, being carried straight towards the flower-covered pillories that you had spotted yesterday. However, as much as the wooden contraptions try to grab your attentionâ you are much more focused on the small crowd of people who are standing behind themâ

"About time you got here! I've been holding my spot for like an hour!"

There's a line. There's a fucking line of Amazons standing there, one behind the other, no doubt impatient to take their turns inside of you. About a dozen women are in the queue, and all their faces light up with lust, hunger, and excitement as you finally come into view. They've been waiting for youâ And based on the way their cocks are standing fully erect underneath their clothesâ

"Sorry, sorry!" B'tenz smiles at the others as P'thlia steps onto the platform, then places you down on your knees and begins to untie your arms. "Just hold on for one more second, ok? We've already had a go at her, so we'll get in the back of the line, and let you all take your turns first."

"Hehe, you see all these people, Cumslut? They're all so excited to meet you!" As soon as your arms are free from the ropes, P'thlia lovingly pushes your head forwards until it's resting against the pillory's bottom half. "Now be a good girl, and hold still for just a moment. I know it's a little scary, but we just want to make sure you're nice and secure while you play."

Given your lust-addled state, you can do nothing but follow along as P'thlia guides your body into positionâ and worse, your head is only getting hazier with every passing second. Your personal pillory is absolutely covered in vines full of blossoming flowers, and your vision goes blurry as you take in their heavenly smell. Some part of you knows that you should try to fight back, that you should try to get out of this before your captor can finish securing you in place, but long before you even begin to build up anything resembling the willpower to resistâ

SNAP*

âA smiling P'thlia slams the top of the pillory closed over your neck and wrists, leaving you with absolutely nothing left to do but await the inevitable gang rape to come.

"Alright, I've got her legs secure!" By this point, you are so overwhelmed by the flowers' scent that you hardly even notice B'tenz shifting your legs around, then locking your calves into shackles that attach to the platform beneath you. "Cumslut's not going anywhereâ So who's up first?"

A cheer goes up from the assembled Amazons, and soon enough two have stepped forwards, though you can only see the one positioning herself in front of your face. She's much taller than your last two partners, probably standing well over eight feet, and her skin is a dark brownâ

"Heheheheâ Well, well. Like what you see, do ya?"

âBut frankly, you are far too lost to the flower's influence to notice anything else about her. After all, your eyes are firmly locked on the naked woman's member, which is so huge, and is standing fully erect as she swings it back and forth right in front of your face.

"Oh man, this is SO going to be worth the waitâ" Simultaneously, you hear an Amazon stepping up behind you, then feel a hand gripping at your waist as the tip of another massive cock positions itself right at the entrance of your sex. The anticipation is killing you, the aroma of the flowers has you absolutely desperate for this new game to beginâ And so you open your mouth as wide as you can, silently inviting both Amazons to use you however they see fitâ

âAnd soon enough, they have both happily accepted your generous offer.

For the next half hour, you are once again sent straight to untold peaks of ecstasy, as the woman in front of you grips you by the sides of your head and slams herself all the way to the back of your throat, while the Amazon behind you pounds your pussy with all her might. Thanks to the pillory and shackles, your body is immobilized except for your fingers and toes, so you can't even buck against their powerful thrusts, and are forced to take in every single inch. The two Amazons moan, and chat, and laugh, but you are far too gone to hear any of it. All you are aware of is the smell of the flowers, the taste of dick, the sight of the Amazon in front of you thrusting back and forth, and the feel of the two massive, heavenly rods that are practically turning you inside out.

It isn't long at all before you lose track of time. It isn't long at all before you lose track of your own orgasms. It isn't long at all before you lose track of the world around you, as your mind is barraged by endless bliss. Eventually, your two latest partners reach climax, and you are once again filled with two impossibly large loads of spermâ

"Alright, my turn now!"

"Oh, and me too!"

âBut no sooner do they finish then they are hastily shoved out of the way, and two more Amazons take their place. Your eyes are glazed over, your hands are limp, waterfalls of sperm are flowing out of your overfull pussy and mouthâ

âAnd yet, as a pale skinned Amazon steps in front of you, you mindlessly raise your head, open your mouth wide wide, and ready yourself for yet another round of this absolutely wonderful game. For as you catch another whiff of the flower's scent, you realize that you know your place. You realize that you know exactly what you are:

You are an animal. You are a pet. You are a mindless fuck toy. You only exist so that your masters have somewhere to shove their beautiful, wide, massive cocks, and so that they have someone to fill up with their incredibly delicious sperm. Every second you spend not getting fucked is a second wasted. Every thought in your head can be willingly discarded in the face of this pleasure. Soon enough, you once again feel the tip of one cock positioning itself against your pussy, while the woman in front of you slips the head of her dick just past your lips...

âAnd as you lay there in your pillory, drowning in anticipation for the fucking to come, you know that these two will hardly be your last partners of the day. You have a whole tribe to satisfy, after all, and once your current masters finally slam their hips forwards, sending shockwaves of pure ecstasy cascading through your veinsâ

âThere isn't a single doubt in your mind that Cumslut is exactly where she is supposed to be.

Notes:

Quick side note, but does anyone know if there's a tag or term for "a loving couple raping a victim together?" Like, it's not swinging, and it's not NTR, but it feels like a thing that should have a tag... So please let me know if you can think of either a canonical tag, or else a word or phrase I could use to describe that scenario. "Reader being used as a sex toy by a loving couple" is just a really awkward way to phrase a tag, and I'd like to find something better if I can.

Chapter 4: The Trainer

Notes:

If you've been reading for a while, please check the new tags! This chapter introduces slapping, choking, and bestiality, and I just don't want any of you to be taken off guard by any of that if it's not something you're into.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

The next several days (or maybe a week? More? You've completely lost count) pass in a blur of lust and pleasure, as you slowly get used to your new daily routine. Every morning, you wake up bound to your bed, and are soon greeted by whatever Amazon has been assigned to care for you that dayâ Although most of the time, that 'care' takes the form of forcing you to inhale that strange flower's aroma, then fucking you senseless as you lay there, both unable and unwilling to defend yourself in any way.

Sometimes you get fed before they use you, sometimes after, and occasionally your caretaker will multitask, filling your stomach with glop even as they fill your womb with seed. Regardless of the exact details, however, it's never long before you are completely enthralled to the sexual ecstasy your rapist brings you. By the time you feel their sperm flowing inside you, you are already a blissed-out mess, devoid of thought other than excitement for more fucking.

Fortunately, you never have to wait for long, because as soon as your caretaker has had their fun, you are then carried to the pillory again, where there are always at least a half-dozen women waiting to give your body exactly what it needs. The rest of your day is then spent completely immobilized, as you are filled with cock after wonderful cock from both ends. Some of the Amazons take multiple turns with you in the same day; others like to save up their sperm so they can really explode inside you; still othersâ"like P'thlia and B'tenzâ"always use you together, and express their love for each other through kisses and other touches even as they sandwich you between their dicksâ

âAnd all the while, you are left reeling as the purest forms of pleasure crash through your veins, and endless loads of sperm pour into your womb and stomach. You aren't exactly counting, but you must be taking at least several dozen partners a day, and by the time your shift is done, the platform below you is always covered in an ocean of cum. You can't possibly hold it all inside, after all, and you often have some difficulty eating your lunch and dinner thanks to your overfull belly.

Despite all of this, however, your body simply refuses to give out. For better or for worse, you are somehow surviving this ordeal, though your mind has been reduced to a mere shadow of its former self. You vaguely suspect that your endurance is partially due to the purple healing potion they feed you every night, but in any case, you are always out cold mere moments after your drink itâ And then you awake the next morning, fully revitalized, and ready to go through the whole thing againâ

After all, this is your life now: wake up, get fucked, get pilloried, get fucked, go to sleep, repeat. The flower shuts off your pain receptors while also heightening your pleasure, but it does nothing to diminish your memory, and so you can clearly recall every partner, every cock, every load of sperm, every hour you spend in this blissful captivity. Even if every day is mostly the same, your constant screams of ecstasy make it clear that you are anything but boredâ

âEspecially on mornings when your assigned caretaker decides to change things up a littleâ

"Rise and shine, Cumslut!"

Your whole body jumps as the bed shakes around you, jolting you out of your peaceful slumber. If it hadn't been for the ropes and leather straps holding you in place, you might have been knocked off the bed altogether, or even launched into the airâ and as your now-open eyes dart around in wild confusion, it isn't long until you find the source of your disruption.

"Haw! Good to see you up and ready to go!" The Amazon towering above you isn't particularly tall for her raceâ"maybe standing at eight-foot-six at full heightâ"but she is built like a professional weightlifter, and as her foot rests on the bed beside you, it isn't hard to guess that it was her stomping on your mattress that caused the whole bed to shake. The woman has pale skin, notable tattoos on her ankles and wrists, red-brown hair that is tied back in a thin braid that starts near the top of her head before falling all the way to her waist, and a jubilantly cruel smile plastered across her face.

"Ahmhmhmâ Oh yeah, I like the looks of you like thisâ So helpless!" The woman reaches down to roughly grab both your cheeks with one hand, then begins to jerk your head this way and that as she gleefully inspects you. "Think I've fucked you three or four times since you got here, but there's always such a rush when you're in the village square. So many people want a turn with you, ya know? Would be downright rude of me to hog you all to myselfâ

"âBut now, you're all mineâ And I've got alllllll morning to use you however I wantâ"

The woman tightly squeezes your face, then throws your head back against the pillow beneath you. Obviously, you can't understand any of her words, but her ill intent is written all over her face, so you know you aren't in for a good time. You haven't been subjected to the flower's scent yet, but no doubt she's going to shove one into your face at any second, then happily have her way with youâ And sure enough, her smile widens as she undoes the straps holding you to the bed, unties the rope from your limbsâ

âAnd then leaves you there, completely unbound? And sits down the next bed over? Without touching you? Without fucking you? She's still staring at you, so it's not like you could make a run for it or anythingâ but for the first time since you stumbled into that hunter's trap, there's absolutely nothing restricting your movements, nothing holding you in place, nothing forcing you to just take whatever abuse the Amazons want to dole outâ

To put it lightly, this is a rather confusing development, and as you sit up in bed, the Amazon does nothing to stop you. She justâ looks at you, silently. You can see her massive erection underneath her clothes, but she isn't touching it, nor does she make any attempts to touch you. A full minute passes as you sit there, wondering what you should do, wondering what she's going to do, but eventuallyâ

"âAlright, nice! Looks like no one's taken the time to properly train you yet!" âThe Amazon's grin returns to her face, and she brings her hands together in a loud, singular clap. "Wonderful! I was worried I wasn't going to get the chance to break you in! But if that's the caseâ Ahmhmhmâ Oh, this is gonna be funâ"

The woman rises to her feet as you sit there, then brings her hand to one of her belt pouches, and pulls out a recognizable flower. This must be it, then. In mere moments, she's going to reach forwards, andâ

âPlace it down on a side table? More than a dozen feet away from you?

"âOK, Cumslutâ" The Amazon turns back towards you, and for a moment, you consider trying to make a break for itâ But she's standing between you and the exit, not to mention you're in the middle of the village, and there's just no way you're even half as fast as this athletic-looking giantess. Escape seems more than impossible, so you resign yourself to sitting there, and waiting for whatever's going to come next.

"âM'loog. M'loog. M'loog. M'loog."

âApparently, what comes next is the Amazon squatting down right in front of you, pointing at her own face, and repeating what you have to assume is her own name. It almost sounds like she's asking you to repeat after her, and so you open your mouth to-

SMACK*

"No. Bad Cumslut!"

Your whole body jerks to the side as M'loog suddenly slaps you across the face; you can tell that she was holding back, but it still stings like no tomorrow, especially because she moved so fast that you hardly even saw it coming. It is now crystal clear that T'handeran still isn't allowed to speak, and so you close your mouth again, and turn back towards your captor, hoping to be ready just in case she swings at you again.

"Haw! Look at you! You took that like a pro! You humans are sturdier than you look!" Fortunately, M'loog seems more amused by your reaction than angry, and so she turns to-

SMACK*

Suddenly, another slap whips across your face from the other direction, just as fast as the first. Once again, your body reels against the blow, though oddly, it doesn't seem to do any damage. Has the potion you've been drinking every night made you more resilient? Considering the size of the cocks you've been taking, your body should be more than broken by now, but maybe that would explain it? Or is this some after effect of the flower? Could it be that-

SMACK, SMACK*

Your thoughts are interrupted by two more swift blows across either cheek, and long before you've recovered, M'loog suddenly lunges forward, and wraps a hand around your neck. You can feel your windpipe tightening as the giant woman begins to squeeze, but any resistance you put up is completely useless, and soon enough, your abuser has pulled you forwards until your face is right up in front of hers.

"You like that, Cumslut?" M'loog sneers as you flail, "Cause you can bet your ass that I do! Every time you disobey me, every time you mess up even a little, it's going to be more of the sameâ

"But tell you what!" Suddenly, M'loog tosses you back onto the bed, and as you gasp for breath, she points over at the flower on the side table. "The Y'ooleen is right over there. Anytime you want, you can go and sniff it. Any time you want, you can turn off all of your pain. Any time you want, you can turn yourself into the obedient little breeding bitch that we all know you are inside. See, I'm not like the others; I would never do something so crude as to shove the Y'ooleen in your faceâ

"âAfter all, it'll be so much more fun knowing that you broke yourself willinglyâ"

Your captor smiles a cruel smile as you stare at her, but after a moment, her expression flickers slightly.

"âAh, fuck, I forgot. You can't understand me, can you? What's the point of speechifying if it's going to fall on deaf ears?" M'loog's hand goes to her chin as she reassesses the situation. "Urgh, let me seeâ

"Cumslut!" M'loog roughly points a finger at you. "Y'ooleen!" She motions over at the flower on the table. "âUh, sniff!" She mimes picking something up, holding it to her own face, and then takes a deep breath in. "Or slap!" She raises her hand high with an exaggerated angry face. "NOW!"

You flinch as the pantomiming woman bellows at you, and your exhausted mind races as you try to figure out what she means. 'Y'ooleen' sounds like an Amazonian nameâ So is that what the flower is called, then? And what about-

SMACK*

"I said NOW, Cumslut!"

Your body recoils as M'loog's hand once again makes contact with your cheek, and the next thing you know, you are on your feet, and hurrying towards the side table. You think you probably understand the gist of what the Amazon wants you to do, and sure enough, she smirks as you gingerly cup the Y'ooleen in your handsâ

âBut then, you suddenly realize that you now have options. You are currently closer to the tent's exit than M'loog is, maybe you could run for it? Orâ Or rip the flower to pieces in some act of symbolic defiance? Neither action seems like it'd work out in the long runâ"you only have about a five-foot head start on the giantess, and even if you got miraculously lucky and escaped your current captor, the Amazons would almost certainly hunt you down before you got too farâ"but surely you shouldn't justâ shouldn't justâ just g- giveâ inâ?

Orâ Or maybeâ

Your breathing grows heavy, and your eyelids begin to droop as you stand there, Y'ooleen in hand, while its corrupting aroma wafts upwards towards your nose. It's such a familiar scentâ so sweet, so pleasantâ You are holding it at around waist height, so it's not quite close enough to overwhelm youâ But maybe you want it to overwhelm you? Maybe you want to feel the pleasures this strange flower can bring? M- Maybeâ Maybe you should just forget yourself, forget any thoughts of escape, and accept your place as a happy, mindless cumdump for every single Amazon in the villageâ

Time slows to a crawl as you stand there, the rational part of your mind making war with the Y'ooleen's influence. You should make a run for it. But you want to stay. You should try to escape, hide, and get to safety. But you want to submit, obey, and get what your body is now craving. You shouldâ do something, probably. You can't quite remember what anymore. But what you do know is that you want Amazonian cock, you want Amazonian sperm, you want your Amazonian captors to bury themselves inside you, and bring you back to the absolute peaks of sexual ecstasyâ

âAnd before you even realize what you're doing, your arms have begun to rise upwards, and soon enough your face is snuggled up against the Y'ooleen's soft petals as you breatheâ and breatheâ and breatheâ and breatheâ

"Ahmhmhm, now there's a good girl, Cumslutâ" M'loog's words swim in your head as you stand there, willingly drinking in the Y'ooleen's scent, and body already heating up thanks to its effects. You want this. You want this. You WANT this! All other thoughts abandon you as you press your nose deep into the sweet-smelling bloom, while the flower's soothing aroma seeps into your lungs. It justâ It smells so wonderful, and better yet, you know you will soon be rewarded for-

SMACK*

"A- AH~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~âª"

Without warning, M'loog's hand slams into your backside, and you let out a lustful gasp as your entire body flinches against the powerful slap. Where before the Amazon's blows had hurt, now this one sends reverberations of pure pleasure through your muscles, especially as her fingers linger there, and give you a possessive squeeze.

She's so strongâ So powerfulâ So controllingâ You want to serve her, you want to do everything she says, you want to give her everything she wantsâ!

"Now then, Cumslutâ Come here."

Though you don't understand your new master's words, you don't hesitate to turn towards her, and your heart begins to race as you realize she is now naked, and looming over you with a cruel smile on her face. Her massive cockâ"which in this moment, seems even wider than most of your other partners'â"is practically pressing into your side, and you eagerly await the Amazon's next move. At any moment, you know she's going to grab you, throw you back on the bed, and then give your body everything it desiresâ

âBut again, M'loog surprises you, and takes a few steps back before sitting down on the mattress, then spreads her legs wide so that her dick is on full display.

"Cumslut!" Once again, M'loog roughly points at you as she begins to pantomime. "Mouth!" She gestures at her own mouth. "Cock!" Then at her own erection, before staring at you expectantly. "NOW!"

You recognize this last word as one that came right before a slap, and so you drop the Y'ooleen on the ground as you hurry to obey M'loog's commandâ But unfortunately, your lust-addled state leaves you unable to fully grasp what she's asking of you. You want that wonderful, massive cock inside your pussy, after all, and so you begin to climb on top of her legs, positioning yourself just right to-

SMACK*

"NO! Bad!"

You fall back to the floor in a heap as M'loog's hand once again makes contact with your face, and just a moment later her fingers close themselves around your neck as she pulls you into the airâ But this time, these actions only heighten your sexual excitement. You go lightheaded as the Amazon begins to squeeze, but your bodyâ your body likesthis. None of it hurts anymore; in fact, you don't feel any pain at all. Instead, this violence only serves as another sign that this woman owns you, that she can use you however she wantsâ and your lust only rises as you realize just how powerless you truly areâ

"MOUTH, Cumslut!" M'loog brings her free hand around and places a finger between your lips. "Use your mouth!"

Thankfully, the message gets through this time, and so as soon as your master drops you to your knees, you hurry to get into position between her legs, and stare upwards at the mountain of a cock before you. In all this time, you've never been asked to move on your own. Though you've been raped countless times, you have absolutely no experience in deliberately pleasing something so enormousâ

âBut with all that said, your body knows exactly what it wants to do, and so after only a brief hesitation, you reach your hands forwards, gently hold M'loog's cock in placeâ

âAnd then your tongue comes out, and you start to lick every single inch of the delicious treat in front of you.

"Haaaaaaâ There we go. Good girlâ"

M'loog lets out a satisfied moan as you begin your work, alternating between licking, kissing, and rubbing her member everywhere you can reach. It smells and tastes so dirty, but in the best possible way, and your enthusiasm for this lustful task only rises with every passing second. Soon enough, you've also begun to play with the woman's large balls, as M'loog's groans of appreciation make one fact abundantly clear:

T'handeran is a good girl. T'handeran is an obedient girl. T'handeran must do all she can to bring her master pleasureâ And in return, T'handeran will surely be rewardedâ

"Ahmhmhmâ Alright then, I'd say we're all warmed up nowâ" More than ten minutes later, M'loog slowly rises to her feet, then walks over to pick up the fallen Y'ooleen. Your mouth tries its best to follow her throbbing cock as she walks away, but she roughly shoves you aside. Master is done with you for now, and so you simply sit there, on the ground, as you eagerly await her next order.

Fortunately, M'loog seems just as impatient to continue her play as you are, and soon enough she has wandered over to her discarded clothes, and grabbed something else out of her belt pouch. She begins to fiddle with both this object and the flower, then turns towards you with a big smile on her face.

"Now hold still, Cumslut!" Your eyes go wide as you see what's in her hand: it's a leash, attached to a simple collar which now has the Y'ooleen fastened to its front. A dog collarâ Your master brought a dog collar! This isâ This is T'handeran's collar, and your head goes fuzzy as M'loog roughly grabs you by the shoulder, then secures it around your neck.

"Oh yeahâ That looks good on you, Cumslut! Haw!" M'loog lets out a barking laugh as she stands back up, end of the leash firmly in hand. The collar is somewhat small on you, so it digs into your skin a little, but thanks to the flower that is now hanging just beneath your chin, you are far too lost in lust to care. You stare longingly up at the massive woman above you, who is smiling down at you with a grin of pure possessionâ

"Now let's get a move on! C'mon! I want to show you off to everyone in town!"

M'loog gives your leash a violent tug, and the next thing you know, you've fallen forwards onto your hands and knees. For a moment, you consider rising back to your feetâ but then you realize that your master is pulling you forwards, not up. She wants you like this, crawling in the dirt like the animal you areâ

âAnd as you inhale another nosefull of the flower's wonderful scent, you hardly even hesitate to follow the leash's pull.

Despite your lust-fueled enthusiasm, you are not fast in this new position, so it takes you half a minute to make it to the tent's entrance, and you only slow down further once you are out in the open air. The ground beneath you is uneven and rough, and probably would have left you scraped and bruised were it not for the potion or flower or whatever seems to be protecting your body from harm. You keep your head down as you crawl forwards, watching to make sure you don't 'step' on any particularly sharp rocksâ but all the whileâ

"Oh my, is that Cumslut?"

"Heh, taking her out for a walk, eh M'loog? She looks good like thisâ"

"Oooooooh, she's so adorable! I just want to squeeze her little cheeks! But maybe I should stick something inside her inste-"

"Hey! Hands off!" M'loog snarls as she slaps away the hand of F'shla, who had run up to you in an attempt to claim your defenseless body. "It's my turn to take care of her this morning, and this is still my time! That means Cumslut is mine and mine aloneâ Got it?"

"OK, OK. Geezâ" F'shla rubs at her hand as she starts to pout. "That's not really fair though, is it? You bringing her out here while we can only look, but not touch?"

"Urgh, fine." Your cheeks burn crimson as the Amazons continue to talk about you as if you were an object, or a pet. You can feel over a dozen of them staring at your body while you crouch there, completely naked, and completely surrendered to your own lust. "You want to help so bad? Then here's what I want you to doâ"

M'loog, meanwhile, seems to have forgotten that you don't speak her language, and so she leans down to whisper in the smaller girl's ear. A smile crosses F'shla's face as she listens, and soon enough she's positively bouncing in excitement.

"Oh, ok! Yeah, that sounds great! I'll go get some others to help!"

You watch as the energetic girl runs off, but then your master gives your leash another hard tug, and you are forced to resume your four-legged trudge through the dirt. This walk of shame seems to last for eons, as M'loog guides you in circles around town, and countless Amazons hurl what sound like praise, insults, and lewd comments your way. And all the while, your own lust rises. All the while, your own embarrassment thrills you to your very core. All the while, you can't help but think what a good, obedient girl you're being, and your breaths quicken as you think of all the ways you will soon be rewardedâ

"Hey, F'shla! Is it ready?"

"Yeah, we're almostâ haaaaaâ done!"

Once you complete your third full lap around the village, M'loog calls out to F'shla and two other teenage-looking Amazonsâ"one emerald skinned, the other tanâ"who are crouched low to the ground outside the tent where you sleep. You can't tell what they're doing from this distance, but your master is clearly pulling you towards them now, and so you continue to crawl, heart racing as you wonder what exactly you're going to findâ

âAnd what you find is your breakfast. Or, at least, you assume your breakfast is in there. Somewhere. Buried underneath a veritable ocean of spermâ

"Well, go ahead, Cumslut! Eat up!"

F'shla laughs as she backs up from the large bowlâ"or maybe more accurately, the small troughâ"then shakes a couple more drops of sperm from her dick. Apparently, the three Amazonian teenagers have spent this time adding a full load of cum each to your morning gruel, and your eyes go wide as you stare down at the resulting mixture. You can still see the glop in there, but the vast majority of the stew is sperm, and the thought of eating the whole thing is soâ soâ

Over the course of your captivity, you have swallowed down more cum than most people have in a lifetime. For starters, countless loads have exploded down your throat thanks to the Amazons' constant face-fucking, but then there's also the way you've been fed your food. V'rilla, after all, hadn't been the only one to get creative when feeding you: sometimes the glop was drizzled over a cock, other times there was clearly some precum in there, still others your caretaker would bring herself to climax, and feed you an even mix of gruel and spermâ But thisâ

âThere's just so much of it, and you aren't even being force-fed. You crouch there on your hands and knees, motionless, as you imagine what it will taste like, how humiliating it will be to bend down and begin to fill your mouth, the jeering words your captors will no doubt throw your way as you start to devour their seed like a starving dogâ

âAnd as you once again catch a whiff of the flower on your collar, your arms begin to bendâ And soon enough you are living out your dirtiest, most degrading fantasies as you mindlessly lap up the stew as quickly as you can.

"Hehe, look at her go!"

"You really are desperate, aren't you, Cumslut?"

"Good girl! Now make sure you don't waste a drop!"

Your mind swims in blissful feelings of dehumanization as you continue to eat, your chin partially submerged in the tantalizingly disgusting mix. Thanks to the Y'ooleen, it doesn't actually taste that bad, but the knowledge of what you are doing is still utterly humiliating. The green-skinned Amazon gives your butt a loving pat as you work, but to your surprise, M'loog doesn't scold her. Maybe your master is cool with others touching you now? Or waitâ Your leash is sitting loose on the ground, and you don't hear M'loog's voice at all. Did she leave? Why would she-

"Oh, Cumslut! I'm back! And look, I brought you a friend!"

You turn at the sound of your master's voice, and your eyes go wide as you see the creature now accompanying her. It appears to be some kind of canine, but like the Amazons themselves, it's much larger than any dog or wolf you've ever seen. It easily reaches up to M'loog's waist, its fur is thick, somewhat scraggly, and pitch black, and its legs are thick and muscular. Thinking back on it, you've seen this powerful-looking beast lazing around town on several occasions, though it never seemed to show much interest in youâ

âBut now, howeverâ

"Hey! Did I say you could stop, Cumslut?" M'loog roughly grabs you by the back of your head, then shoves you face-first into the pool of sperm beneath you. "Don't you worry about K'seen. He's my other pet, and I just wanted to give you two a chance to get to know each otherâ"

Your master lets out another cruel chuckle, and a shiver passes through your spine as you feel a snout sniffing at your legs, your butt, and at your most sensitive spot. Just before M'loog had grabbed you, you had caught the briefest of glimpses of a long, hard, thing between the wolf's legsâ and based on the way he's now inspecting you, it's not hard to guess what exactly has him so arousedâ

That said, thanks to the now-cum-soaked flower around your neck, you are no less excited by this prospect than he is, and so you get back to lapping up as much of the sperm-soup as you can. The taste and texture of the Amazons' cumâ The feel of M'loog's hand shoving you deeper into the bowl, to the point that that it's sometimes hard to breatheâ the sound of F'shla and the others' taunting wordsâ not to mention the wolf's warm breath passing over your sexâ

âIt's all too much, and you go lightheaded as you take in the sheer humiliation of your current situation. You are a dog, a bitch, less worthy of respect than even the beast behind you. You swallow down the sperm as fast as you can as the Amazons continue to laugh, while one of them sticks their cock back in the mixture, and begins to stroke themselves off so you'll be forced to consume yet another load. This is all so vile, this is all so perfect, this is all so-

"H- HaaaAAAAAAH~~!"

You let out a lustful gasp as you suddenly feel something wide, rough, and warm pressing between your legs, and long before you have the chance to recover from this sudden touch, it begins to lick you in earnest. By this point, your pussy is absolutely dripping wet, and apparently K'seen wants nothing more than to taste as much of your fluids as he can. The wolf presses his large tongue against your folds again, and again, and again, licking at it just as energetically as he would a delicious treat, and his efforts quickly send your pleasure rocketing straight up to the heavens themselves.

You have waited so long, you have followed M'loog's every commandâ And now, you are finally being rewarded like the good girl you are. Your moans grow louder as you lie there, still on your knees, but arms now weak as your master holds you in place, so that your face is half-buried in the bowl of cum. K'seen, meanwhile, is only getting more aggressive with every passing second, and his tongue is hitting you in all the right ways to send you absolutely loopy.

This. Feels. Good. And as the Amazon who had been stroking herself off reaches climax, and once again begins to fill the trough with a fresh load of sperm, you instinctively start swallowing it down once again. This is clearly what your masters want, after allâ and the thought of disobeying them doesn't even cross your mind.

"H- Haaaaah~~~~~~"

Soon enough, your whole body pulses in a euphoric climax as you sit there, drowning in the pleasure of K'seen's licks, the Amazons' jeers, and the feel of sperm against your cheek. You are absolutely loving every single part of this, and just when you think things can't possibly get any betterâ

"Alright, K'seen! Go ahead and show her what you've really got!"

âThe wolf gives an excited bark, and jumps up onto your back so that his paws are pressing down against your shoulders. M'loog steps backâ"her pet's weight is more than enough to hold you in place nowâ"but frankly, you are no longer aware of anything other than the large, furry, muscular beast who is repositioning himself behind you. You know exactly what he's about to do to you, and by this point, there is absolutely nothing in the world that you want more. You want him to fuck you. You want him to breed you. You want to learn what a wolf's cock feels like inside your pussy, as well as how much of his seed will burst into your wombâ!

âAnd just a few moments later, K'seen is finally ready, and in one powerful thrust, teaches you absolutely everything you ever wanted to know.

To your slight disappointment, it quickly becomes clear that this wolf's cock is slightly smaller than the Amazons', but that hardly means it's tiny, and this new game quickly proves to be no less enjoyable than any other. The shape of his canine dick is so unique, K'seen's thrusts are much quicker and more feral than even your cruelest of Amazonian partners, and soon enough your voice has risen to a scream of ecstasy as your bestial partner continues to slam himself into your sexâ All while your face lies sideways in the half-empty bowl of cum, your arms fall limp on the ground beside you, and even your legs feel like they might give out at any second.

K'seen just has so much aggression, so much energyâ Soon enough, yet another incredible orgasm shoots through your veins, and yet still the assault continues. You aren't sure whether he is lasting longer than the Amazons, but he certainly has more energy, and his movements are only getting faster as he gets used to the feel of your pussy. Your whole body rocks back and forth at each of the beast's powerful thrusts, and your mind goes blank as a second, then a third, then a fourth orgasm threatens to consume you completelyâ

"Who's a good girl, Cumslut? You like being K'seen's bitch? Yes you do!"

âAnd all the while, M'loog and the others' mocking voices ring in your ears, their tone getting their meaning across even if you can't understand their words. Still, as the Y'ooleen's aroma mixes with the scent of cum and wolfen sweat, your only desire is for this to continue. You want to stay right where you are, underneath this ravenous animal. You want to see just how far this will goâ

âAnd as K'seen's sperm finally explodes inside you, you are taken by yet another earthshattering climax, and are left even more of a delirious mess than you had been before.

"Ahmhmhmâ Now that was quite the showâ" Your body twitches in ecstasy as K'seen finally dismounts you, leaving your broken form with nothing to do but fall to the side until you are held up by the trough beneath you as much as by anything else. Your mind is still reeling from everything you just went through, but thenâ

"âGuess it's finally my turn! Hope you're ready for the fucking of your life, Cumslut!"

You feel ten powerful fingers close around your neck, and suddenly your body is bent backwards as M'loog pulls you up to your hands and knees. Both of your master's hands are now gripping you tightly by the throat; you gasp for air as she squeezes just hard enough to keep you on the absolute edge of passing outâ

âAnd that oddly exciting feeling of suffocation is soon joined by another eruption of pure pleasure as M'loog slams her hips forwards, and buries her entire cock inside your pussy at once.

"H- Haw! Still so tight, even after taking K'seen's dick!"

Your eyes roll back in your head as M'loog begins to drive her full length in and out of your sex, even as she maintains her grip on your windpipe, making it almost impossible to breathe. You somehow manage to stay conscious (again, possibly because of the Y'ooleen or maybe the nightly potion), but it feels like you could black out at any second, and your tongue lolls out of your mouth as you lose all control of your own body. It would be the understatement of the century to say that you are completely helpless in your master's handsâ

âBut as you reach yet another heavenly climax, you can't exactly claim that you aren't enjoying this violent play.

What feels like hours pass as your body goes limp in your captor's grasp, and the world fades in and out as your pleasure reaches peak after glorious peak. M'loog and the others are still talking, but you are barely aware of their presence, let alone able to make out their tone. Even when K'seen begins to lick at your sweat-covered face, it takes you a minute to register that he's there. All you can feel is your own labored breaths, the tight grip of the fingers around your neck, and the repeated movements of the massive cock that is pushing itself all the way inside you again, and again, and again, and again, until finallyâ!

"âHaaaaaaaahâ Now that was worth the waitâ"

Your body weakly spasms as M'loog's cum begins to burst forth, joining with the wolf's inside your grateful womb. Once again, you climax, and revel in the blissful sensations pulsing through your mind. Thanks to a lack of air, you can't even begin to form a single thought in your head, but still a delirious smile passes over your face as pleasure washes over you like a persistent tideâ One that only grows stronger as you glance upwards, and catch a glimpse of the other Amazons who are watching your pathetic display.

"Welp, that was fun!" Your bliss is interruptedâ"but not lessenedâ"when M'loog suddenly lets go of your neck, and drops you into the cum-stained bowl as you desperately gasp for air. "So glad I got to be the one to train youâ But I guess I should let someone else have a turn now, huh?"

The other Amazons mutter in agreement, and your eyes go wide as you realize just how many of them there are. The three teenagers are still standing there, but they are now joined by a small crowd, all of whom are staring down at you with lust dancing in their eyes. Did they arrive while the wolf was mounting you? Did they see you getting filled by M'loog? Regardless, they're here now, and it's impossible to miss their hungry expressions, nor the fact that some of their hands are already inside their clothesâ

"Alright then, you lot! Cumslut is open for business!" Suddenly, M'loog grabs you by the ankle, roughly flips you onto your back, and begins to drag you along the earthen path. "Just give me a second to get her into the pillory, and then you all can have at it!"

And with that, M'loog sets off for the village center, K'seen happily trotting beside her, and easily a dozen Amazons sneering down at you as you are dragged through the dirt. Your face, torso, and even your flower-bearing collar are absolutely covered with cum from the trough; both canine and Amazonian sperm is flowing out of your sex, forming a trail behind you; your chest is heaving as you struggle to catch your breath; and your body lies limp as you lightly bounce at every rough patch on the groundâ

âBut as the pillory comes into view, you feel yet another pang of excitement flow through your veins. After all, the sun is still very high in the skyâ Which means that this wonderfully degrading day has only just begun.

Notes:

Thank you to Magic_Lemon for suggesting slapping, choking, and the cum-filled-dog-bowl thing! I already had this Amazon planned, and eventually realized that those three elements fit her really well. In my opinion, it's a better chapter for including all that, and I hadn't thought of it on my own, so I really appreciate the suggestions!

Also, thank you to iria4285 for suggesting I add the Dubcon tag. I ended up going with "Extremely Dubious Content" because that's a subtag and seems to describe the situation better. So thank you for telling me to tag it!

Chapter 5: The Goddess

Notes:

Again, if you've been reading for a while, please check the new tags! This chapter gets WEIRD, and involves a warm oil massage, tentacle-like vine sex, and a 30-foot-tall futa giantess with a dick that is literally bigger than "you" are, and yet is still somehow able to fit inside of "you" thanks to some magic shenanigans. I was not picturing inflation nor any sort of cartoony body stretching when I wrote this, but my descriptions are deliberately vague, so you can feel free to imagine the scene playing out that way if you want. Or you could do what I did, and visualize it more like the dick disappearing into some kind of pocket dimension inside "your" sex.

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You wake up to the smell of the Y'ooleen, and quickly spot the Amazon who is sitting next to you on the bed, already naked as she stares at you with impatient lust. She introduces herself as T'ren, and doesn't even bother undoing the straps that bind you to the mattress before shoving her dick all the way down your throat. Eventually, she reaches climax, and only then remembers that she was supposed to give you your breakfast. But she apparently doesn't see that as any reason to end her fun, and so she feeds you with one hand while the fingers of her other one dig themselves deep into your sex, bringing you to several heavenly orgasms even as you swallow down the gruel. And then, once you are done eating, she unties your legs, and fucks you straight into the mattress with incredible strength, before throwing you over her shoulder, carrying you to the pillory, and setting you up to be used for the rest of the day. You are fucked by the whole tribe until the sun goes down, and then you are fed the potion, and fall fast asleep.

You wake up alone, but just five minutes later, two teenaged-looking Amazons sprint into the room, and eagerly undo your bindings like a present they can't wait to unwrap. One of them presses the Y'ooleen into your face as the other happily eats you out, and once they are sure that your mind has been thoroughly corrupted, they decide to let you move on your own. Soon enough, both of them are standing in front of you as your mouth and hands move back and forth between their delicious cocks. Eventually, your face is covered in two loads of cum, and then they rush to feed you your breakfast before bringing you to the pillory. You are fucked by the whole tribe until the sun goes down, and then you are fed the potion, and fall fast asleep.

You wake up to find a dick already inside you, as three Y'ooleen blooms lay next to your head. This Amazon isn't much of a talker, and seems content to use you like a lifeless sex toy. Not that you are complaining about this treatment, of course; her aggression is more than enough to send you to countless peaks of indescribable pleasure, and as soon as she reaches climax, she shovels the glop into your mouth, then drags you out to the pillory a little earlier than usual. You are fucked by the whole tribe until the sun goes down, and then you are fed the potion, and fall fast asleep.

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You wake upâ You are usedâ You are fuckedâ You fall asleepâ

"Haaaaaaâ I swear. No matter how many times I do this, it just never gets oldâ"

What feels like several lifetimes later, you once again find yourself secured in the pillory, absolutely drowning in bliss as your pussy and mouth are filled with Amazonian cock. The sun is just starting to set, and there are waterfalls of sperm dribbling down your legs and off of your chin. It has been a verybusy day, but as yet another euphoric climax erupts through your veins, you know that you want nothing more than to keep this going for as long as you can.

It's been weeks, no, a couple of months since you were first captured, and your eyes are mostly blank as you stare hungrily at the cock that is repeatedly shoving its way down your throat. You can't tell who the Amazon behind you is, but the one in front is named H'relsa, a pale-skinned woman with small feathers growing out of her shoulders, and an almost bird-like face. Despite her unique appearance, however, in this moment the only thing you care about is the sheer aggression with which she's face-fucking you, as well as the nonstop ecstasy that's surging through your veins.

"H- Haaaaah!"

The Amazon behind you lets out a lustful moan as her sperm begins to burst forth, though your womb is so overfull that most of it pours back out onto the pedestal beneath your knees. Still, the flow is more than enough to cause your pleasure to peak, and you gasp against the dick in your mouth as you reach yet another wonderful orgasm. A hand pats your butt as the cock finally pulls out of your sex, but you know this will only be a momentary pause. After all, within moments you will have another partner, and then another, and then another, and then another, and then anotherâ

"Hold a moment, H'relsa. I would check on Cumslut before we continue."

"Haaaaa, f- fine. I'll probably last a little longer if I take a break anywaysâ"

To your disappointment, however, your pussy is not immediately filled with Amazonian dick. Instead, H'relsa takes a few steps back, and begins to stroke herself off as she stares at you hungrily, all while an unknown Amazon begins to run her hands across your hips, your sides, as well as your breasts. The flowers on the pillory still have you trapped in a lust-crazed state, so even though this latest touch is more clinical than sexual, it is still more than enough to send shivers of pleasure coursing through your entire body.

"âAh, yes, I can feel it." Once the woman's hands reach your stomach, they pause, and begin to gently rub you this way and that. "Today is a happy day. Cumslut is with child."

"Really? Nice." H'relsa grins at whatever the other Amazon just said, then takes a step forward. "âI can go back to fucking her now, right?"

"Of course." The hands on your belly move behind you, then come to rest on your hips as you feel a cock lining itself up with your sex. "I shall have to tell The Elder of this development, and will have Cumslut brought to my tent after she has been put to sleep. We can worry about preparing her tomorrow morningâ But there is no reason that we cannot have our fun for now."

"H- Haaaaaah~!"

The woman's voice is calm, so you are somewhat startled by how vigorously she slams her cock inside you, and now that you are gasping in pleasure, H'relsa doesn't hesitate to shove her own dick back into your open mouth. Whatever the two were talking about, they are clearly eager to keep raping you, and soon enough you are once again reaching climax after climax as your mind goes blank with bliss.

Eventually, you are filled with two more loads of delicious cum, and then more Amazons take your current partners' place. And so, your completely-typical day of degradation continues, and you once again lose yourself to the endless pleasure your captors are forcing you to endureâ

âAll while you remain blissfully unaware of just how different your tomorrow is going to be.

"âexpecting her. Shouldn't we wake Cumslut up now?"

"No, she must be allowed to rest for as long as she needs. Y'ooleen will not be pleased if the human is tired and out of sorts."

The next morning, you awaken to the sound of whispered voices, and as your eyes drift open, you find yourself in an unfamiliar tent. Its canvas appears to be made of some dark, leathery material; strange, jeweled decorations hang from the ceiling; and a variety of odd-but-pleasant scents waft into your nose, none of which seem to be that of the Y'ooleen flower. Moreover, while you normally sleep with your arms bound to your sides and your legs tied together, now your body is spread out in a giant X as you lay on a comfortable mattress, with rope holding your wrists and ankles in place.

"Hm. The consistency is not quite right. Pass me that bottle, would you?"

"At once, High Priestess!"

The voices continue to drift in your ears as you lie there, immobilized, but more lucid than usual thanks to the lack of flowers nearby. You wonder where you are, and why they brought you here. You've gotten so used to your daily routine that this sudden change has you somewhat nervous. What are they planning? Did you do something wrong? T'handeran always tries her best to be a good, obedient girlâ So is this some new reward? Or is it a punishment?

"Ah, High Priestess! Cumslut's awake now!"

You tilt your head back as you hear an excited yelp, and are greeted by the sight of a shorter Amazonâ"she stands slightly under seven feet, despite looking like an adultâ"with tan skin, a tiny brown braid, and tattoos covering her entire face. You vaguely remember her fucking you a few times over the past several weeks, but now she's dressed in a long, gem-adorned robe that completely covers her arms and legs, and looks to be much more complicated than the simple togas the Amazons usually wear. In fact, you would guess that it is ceremonial, for lack of a better word, and you can't help but wonder what the occasion is.

"Wonderful. Then we should get started right away."

This first Amazon is soon joined by another, whose voice you recognize as the woman who felt at your belly before fucking you senseless yesterday, and your eyes go wide as you take in her appearance. This woman is dressed similarly to her compatriot, but she is extremely tall and extremely slender, and her light-green skin is rough and almost scaley, to the point that you can't tell where her tattoos end and her bare skin begins. Her eyes, meanwhile, are yellow, and almost resemble a snake's, though given her calm demeanor and perfect posture, she honestly looks more regal than monstrous.

"Do you have the brushes, G'gren?" The snake-woman's voice comes out quiet, but strong, as she places an odd tea-pot-like container down on the table beside your bed.

"I'll go get them at once, High Priestess!" G'gren hurries off, leaving you alone withâ K'vurt P'landra? It seems odd that the snake woman has two names, so you suspect it might actually be a title of some kind, or at least some sign of relative importance.

But regardless, you are now alone with K'vurt, who is pointedly ignoring you as she stirs whatever mixture is inside the kettle. It smellsâ nice, you suppose, though you're still more than a little concerned by the events happening around you. Though you are still naked, both G'gren and K'vurt are more clothed than any Amazon you've seen up to this point, so it seems unlikely that they're going to fuck youâ So why are you here, then? What's going to happen next? Should you be worried, excited, or what?

"Here you go, High Priestess!" You only grow more bewildered as G'gren returns with twoâ paint brushes. For some reason. You're glad to see she isn't carrying a sacrificial knife or something, but still, this development is rather confusing. You don't see any paints nor obvious canvas, and as K'vurt takes one of the two brushes, she simply looks down at you, lifts her kettle upwardsâ

"H- Haaaa-?!?"

âAnd you let out a startled gasp as she begins to pour a strange, oily substance right onto your exposed belly. Whatever K'vurt had been brewing, it is still hot, though it doesn't quite burn your skin. Moreover, it flows unevenlyâ"almost like melted waxâ"out of its container as the Amazon drizzles it over your body, moving it across your torso, then each arm in turn, before coming back down to garnish your legs. Your whole body shivers as you feel the warm, gooey substance resting on your skin, but thanks to your restraints, you can do nothing but lie there as K'vurt continues her workâ

"Very good. You can start spreading it now."

"At once, High Priestess!"

âAnd this experience only gets more surreal as G'gren leans forwards, and begins to run her brush along your skin. The hairs on her tool are soft and smooth, and it almost feels like she's tickling you, but her true intent quickly becomes clear. As K'vurt continues to pour, G'gren spreads the oil around, making sure you get an even coat. Apparently, her brush is not for painting, but rather for basting, and your breath quickens as you are glazed with the warm liquid. You are still not under the Y'ooleen's influence, and yet the warmth of the oil, the movements of the brush, and G'gren's barely-concealed lust as she goes about this task are all more than enough to cause your heart to pound in your chestâ

âEspecially when K'vurt puts the kettle down, and both women move their attention to your most sensitive spots.

"There we are, Cumslut. Just lay back and let us properly prepare you."

You let out a lustful moan as K'vurt's brush makes its way between your legs, and begins to spread the oil against your lower folds. G'gren, meanwhile, refocuses her efforts on your tits, and your head goes fuzzy as you feel the brush's hairs rubbing back and forth against your nipples. You aren't quite sure whether this strange-smelling oil has aphrodisiacal properties, but regardless, your pleasure is undeniably rising fast. The two women spend quite some time painting your breasts and pussy, but they haven't forgotten the rest of you, so they eventually go back to covering your sides, your arms, your legs, and even your neck, cheeks, forehead, and lips. To your pleasant surprise, the oil almost tastes like candy, and you unconsciously swallow it down as some of it falls into your open mouth. No matter where they go, the substance just feels so warm, so slimy, and the brushes themselves are so gentle, but firmâ

You lose track of yourself as you lie there, twitching against your bindings while you act as a fully-restrained canvas for the two artists above you. As time continues to pass, K'vurt pours more oil onto your skin, so that they can give you a second coat, then a third. Though the snake-woman keeps her expression calm, you can tell that both she and G'gren are loving the way you're melting into the mattress, and every time they come back to your nipples and sex, they seem to linger there for much longer than is strictly necessaryâ

âBut you are hardly complaining about this extra care, and your moans only grow louder the longer this odd massage goes on. At some point, your captors untie the ropes holding your limbs in place, but by then you are in no state to put up any sort of resistance. Constant pulses of ecstasy are now flowing through your veins, after all, and either because of the heat or possibly some magical property of the oil, your muscles are so relaxed that they feel like jelly, and are practically incapable of movement.

As such, it is a simple matter for the two Amazons to roll you onto your belly, then continue their work on your back. Your face is now buried in a comfortable pillow, and yet your moans continue to fill the room as yet more oil flows onto you, followed by yet more brushing. You feel so warmâ your muscles feel so looseâ And as G'gren's brush finds its way back to your sex, your pleasure only grows, and grows, and growsâ

"What do you think, High Priestess? Do we need to do another coat, orâ?"

"No, that should be enough. It is time for us to go."

Unfortunately, this surreal game comes to an end just before you reach orgasm, but you are soon distracted as K'vurt picks your unbound body up in a bridal carry, and stoically walks out of the tent with G'gren on her heels. Your whole body lies limp in her grasp as you feel the oil on your skin; they must have applied three or four coats in total, and the resulting heat makes you feel like you're trapped in a personal sauna, so you are barely even aware of the Amazons around you as your two captors walk purposefully through the villageâ

âThough you do notice when they reach the forest's edge, and just keep walking. Soon enough, K'vurt and G'gren are carrying you between the trees, but if they are following some path, it is not one that you can see. Your head lolls backwards as the oil keeps you loose and relaxed, but you still can't help but wonder where they are taking you, especially as five minutes pass, then ten, then fifteenâ

"Ah, there she is. Come, G'gren, let us send a prayer to awaken her."

Possibly as much as half an hour later, K'vurt slows to a stop, and places you down on some kind of small, grassy mound. The knoll is only slightly larger than you are, but you are still thoroughly glazed with oil, so you make no attempt to sit up nor adjust your positionâ even as the two Amazons get on their knees, and begin to chant something under their breath. A full minute passes as you lie there, breathing hard, literally marinating in the oil covering your skin, but eventuallyâ

"âAwaken, Y'ooleen, Awakenâ"

âYou feel the earth beneath you begin to rumble slightlyâ

"âAwaken, Y'ooleen, Awakenâ"

âThat rumbling grows stronger, as the earthen mound you are lying on begins to shiftâ

"âAwaken, Y'ooleen, Awaken!"

âFour pillars of dirt slowly rise on your right as another one grows on your left, before all five begin to gently wrap themselves around your bodyâ

"Awaken! Y'ooleen! Awaken!"

âAnd you suddenly find yourself firmly grasped in a gigantic, earthen hand as it pulls you higher, and higher, and higher into the air. Soon enough, you are over a dozen feet off the ground, and what once had looked like a particularly large tree begins to shift and morph as the Amazons beneath you continue to chant, and once its form finally settlesâ

"Ah, this is a fine Womb indeedâ"

You quickly forget how to breath as you meet the gaze of the goddess who is now holding you close to her faceâ A face that is easily bigger than your entire body. On some level, she looks like another Amazonâ"she has mostly human features, appears to be a woman, and is similarly broad and muscularâ"but it could not be more obvious that she is more nature spirit than mortal.

For starters, she appears to be thirty or maybe even forty feet tall, and towers over several of the nearby trees even though she's sitting, but that is hardly her only unique feature. Her skin is multicolored and somewhat blotchy, green like grass in some places, and an earthen brown in others. Her eyes are a deep, ocean-like blue. Her hair is made up of vines, on which countless Y'ooleen flowers grow, but most of allâ

âShe is absolutely gorgeous, to the point that you don't even have the words to describe her. You find yourself unable to tear your eyes away as you stare, awestruck, and completely overcome by her divine radiance. Of course, it doesn't help that there are dozens (if not hundreds) of flowers in her hair, and their scent is now seeping into your nostrils, not to mention the possibly-magical oil that is still covering your skinâ But regardless of the whys, you are seized mind, body, and soul by an irrational love for this goddess, and your breaths grow heavy and uneven as you imagine what she might do to you now that you're helpless in her grasp.

"Hmhmhm. I see you are excited to meet me, Womb. I am glad, for I am excited to meet you as wellâ"

You are somehow able to understand this woman's words, which is rather odd, given she seems to be speaking the Amazons' language. Still, you remember that T'handeran isn't allowed to speak, and so you lie limply between her fingers, and wait with bated breath for whatever this beautiful woman is going to say next.

"My name is Y'ooleen, and I believe you are more acquainted with me than you know." A strand of Y'ooleen's hair begins to gently move on its own, and soon enough that flower-covered vine is right in front of you. She lightly brushes several of the blooms against your face, and your body begins to heat up as you take in their familiar scent. "I hope you have enjoyed my gifts over the course of your stay, Womb. My Amazons do so love to play with lesser beings like you, and it makes me so happy to know I'm helping you become your true, mindless, pleasure-seeking selfâ"

Y'ooleen smiles sweetly as she once again rubs the petals against your face, the movement feeling smooth as silk thanks to the oil still covering your skin. Frankly, the lust that is now surging through your blood is making it very difficult to follow this conversation, but the goddess doesn't seem to mind your obviously distracted state.

"Such a good Wombâ You really love this new life, don't you? It's so much simpler than your old one. You don't have to make choices, you don't have to act, you don't have to thinkâ All you have to do is let my Amazons play with you however they like, and obey them like the good little pet you are, day, after day, after day, after dayâ Hmhmhmâ Truly, this is the sort of life all humans should aspire to, is it not?"

You weakly nod your head as the flowers once again caress your face, and your mind falls further into the pits of desire. Y'ooleen is rightâ Everything the Amazons have done to you has felt so good, and you can't even imagine wanting any life other than this oneâ

"Haaaaahâ You lesser beings are just so adorably hopelessâ" Another vine reaches over, and begins to gently pet you on your head. Y'ooleen's voice sounds so kind, so caring, that you don't even notice the disconnect between her tone and her words. "I'm so glad you've come to accept your place beneath my Amazons' feet. It's where you belong, after all, forever and always. Especially now that you have such a precious gift growing inside of youâ"

Y'ooleen adjusts her grip on your body until she's cradling you gently in her palms, and her smile widens as her gaze drifts down to your belly. "It's always such a happy day when I get to meet a new Womb, and prepare it to bring another Amazon into the world. You must surely be grateful for this chance to birth such a perfect being, rather than some worthless member of your own species. Haaaaaahâ"

The goddess lets out another sigh as a dreamy and hopeful look passes over her gorgeous faceâ Though all the while, four of her vines start to gently rub themselves against your oil-covered body, and you begin to pant as some pass over your breasts, and others inch closer and closer to your sex.

"âOne day, perhaps, I shall send my Amazons out into the world, to find as many Wombs as they can, and teach all the lesser beings the joys of submitting to Amazonian rule. I can hardly imagine how much fun you all will have once each and every one of you is filled with Amazonian seed, as you live out the perfect life of mindless servitudeâ It's such a wonderful future to look forward to, don't you think? But there are so few of my Amazons in The Five Villages that if I were to send them out now, they would surely fall to the filthy hordes of your kind and othersâ

"âSo I thank you, Womb, sincerely, for your part in bringing more of my Amazons to life, so that I may one day make that dream a reality, and help all the lesser beings in existence learn that true happiness can only be found in the act of giving into pleasure, and serving my Amazons' every need."

By this point, you are so far gone that you can't help but smile as you imagine the future Y'ooleen is describing. The scent of the flowers is still seeping into your lungs, the vines are still dancing across your flesh, and images of Amazonian cock keep flashing before your eyes while your pleasure continues to riseâ Frankly, the idea of an empire of Amazons subjugating everyone else in the world, and forcing them all to obey as they are fucked senselessâ It justâ It just sounds likeâ

âIt sounds like heaven on earthâ

Your deluded thoughts grow brighter as the vines continue to stimulate you, and you quickly realize just how right this goddess is. Every human must want this. Every human must need this. Every other dream or desire or joy that humans think they have is nothing compared to the bliss of being used, being pleasured, being broken by the Amazons day after euphoric dayâ

You want to help Y'ooleen make her dreams into a reality. You want to help more humans, and elves, and every other non-Amazonian in existence find their way into captivity, so that they can lose their minds to this endless bliss, just like you have. You want to help the Amazons conquer the whole world, so that they can show everyone the unimaginable ecstasy of thoughtless sexual servitudeâ

"Hmhmhm, it is always such a pleasure to watch you lesser beings melt in blissâ Now then, I shall prepare your body so that you may birth a healthy child. I do so hope you'll enjoy this as much as I will, Wombâ"

âAnd you only grow more enthusiastic for this task as you realize exactly what your 'help' will entail. Y'ooleen has been calling you Womb, saying that she wants to use you to create more Amazonian lifeâ You would have assumed that this sort of interspecies parentage was impossible, but-

"H- HAAAA- Mmph!"

"Haaaaaaaahâ You're just so impossibly cute~ âª"

Your thoughts are interrupted as you suddenly feel something forcing its way into your sex, quickly followed by another thing slipping into your open mouth. You had been so distracted by the countless petals rubbing against your body that you hadn't noticed that two bloomless vines had snuck in among the others. Now, however, both of these bare tendrils are sliding in and out of your throat and pussy with just as much power as any Amazon you've ever fucked. The other vines, meanwhile, continue to rub their flowers all over your oil-covered skin, practically stimulating your entire body at once as their scent causes your mind to drown in your own lust.

For the next several minutes, you lie there in the giantess' palms, muscles weakly spasming as her vines rub you, penetrate you, pleasure you, anywhere and everywhere they can reach. The ones in your pussy and mouth have slightly less girth than Amazonian cock, but they effortlessly thrust into you thanks to the oil that is now acting as a lubricant, and their odd texture is more than enough to send you straight to cloud nine. On top of that wonderful stimulation, the flowers are still rubbing at your arms, your legs, your face, your chest, your sex, and you are quickly overwhelmed by their gentle, loving touch. This all feels so surreal, but it also feels so wonderfully, impossibly goodâ

âAnd then, just as you reach climax, the tips of the vines in your pussy and throat open slightly, and begin to fill your belly and womb with an odd, almost fruity liquid. It tastes strangely similar to the potion that puts you to sleep every night, but in this moment, you feel anything but drowsy. The vines continue their movements as the liquid pours into you from both ends; the flow is slow, but constant, and some of it dribbles onto your cheeks as you swallow it down as fast as you can. Y'ooleen obviously wants you to drink it, after allâ And as a lesser being, your only possible choice is to obey her every command.

An eternity passes as you play this strange new game, with every few minutes bringing a new peak of pleasureâ But oddly, at no point do you start to feel even remotely full. Normally, when the Amazons are gangraping you, your womb and stomach eventually reach their limit, and their sperm starts to cover the ground beneath your kneesâ But now, the liquid simply continues to flow as a strange, magical energy pulses through your veins. You almost feelâ rubbery, elastic, or possibly like your stomach is expanding to make more room, but every time you catch a glimpse of your own body, nothing has visibly changed. How are you fitting this much liquid inside you? Where is it all going? Is it magic too? And most importantlyâ

âWhat wonderful new game is Y'ooleen going to teach you nextâ?

"âHmhmhm, I'm so glad to see you're having such a good time, Wombâ" Several lifetimes of ecstasy later, you once again hear the goddess' voice sweetly booming from somewhere above you, though you are completely unable to register her words. "Now it is time to test how well you have taken to my nectarâ I do so hope I don't break you~âª"

You let out a muffled gasp as Y'ooleen begins to move her hands, then gently grasps your torso with the tips of her fingers as flowery vines wrap themselves around your legs, spreading them wide. Soon enough, you are hanging vertically in the air as the goddess begins to lower you closer to the ground, and for a moment, you wonder whether she's going to put you downâ

âBut then, she presses your torso, your legs, and your face into an absolutely massive, warm, pillarâ And your heart rate quickens as you realize exactly what this giantess is planning to do to you.

"âHaaaahâ It's been far too long since I've felt the touch of a lesser beingâ"

Y'ooleen lets out a quiet moan as she starts to rub you up and down the full length of her enormous cock, and you go light headed as you feel it sliding across your chest and face. The thing is quite literally taller than you are, and so wide that there is no possible way that even the tip could fit inside you. As such, it's pretty obvious that she's not going to try to penetrate you, but still your pleasure rises as the vines assault your most sensitive spots, the liquid continues to flow into your belly and womb, and Y'ooleen uses your body as a tiny sex toy, only good for stroking herself offâ

âOr at least, you assume that's all she's using you for. But then a few minutes later, she pulls the vines out of your mouth and sex, and begins to adjust your position again. The next thing you know, you are sitting on the tip of her massive dick as she tilts your head back so that you're staring directly into her loving, domineering, dehumanizing eyes. Surely, she's not going to try toâ It's just so big, there's literally no way it couldâ Itâ It would be physically impossible for her to-

"H- H- Hâ

"HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

You let out the loudest scream of your life as Y'ooleen slowly pushes you downwards, and the head of her enormous dick somehow finds its way into your waiting sex. Given your positioning, you can't see what's happening to your body, but it feels like you are being stretched far beyond your physical limits. The nectar Y'ooleen has poured into your stomach and womb clearly has some kind of magical property that makes this possible, but you are in absolutely no state to figure out the details. After allâ

âThe pleasure that is now surging through your blood is far more mind melting than anything you have ever felt before, and barely a second after the giantess forces herself inside you, your brain completely shuts down. Pure ecstasy explodes through every fiber of your being as Y'ooleen continues to pull you down her shaft, her fingers holding you firmly in place as your body writhes in bliss. Long before you reach her base, the giantess decides that you have had enough, and gently pulls you back upwards until just the tip is inside you, before once again sliding you back down, like a delicate sex toy she wants to be sure not to break.

"Such a lovely voice you haveâ I can see why my Amazons love using you so much~ âª"

Y'ooleen smiles down at you as she continues to test your limits, her calm moans joining your euphoric screams as she slowly slides your oil-coated form up, and then down, and then up, and then down. Eventually, she shifts to holding you with just one hand, and leans back on the other as she uses you to pleasure herself. Her motions are smooth as she forces you onto her dick again and again; her voice sounds so pretty as she lets out a contented sigh; and though she's not even pushing half of her massive cock inside of you, its far more than enough to completely bury your conscious mind under an avalanche of indescribable pleasure.

It isn't long at all before you reach an absolutely heavenly climax, and soon after, you reach another. You are nothing more than a tiny cock sleeve to this massive woman, but frankly, there's nothing else you would rather be. Her firm grip, her beautiful smile, her soothing moansâ Not to mention the sheer size of her cockâ It's all just too much, and you let out another scream of pure, sexual bliss as you orgasm for a third time, then a fourth, then a fifth, then a sixth, then aâ then aâ then aâ

Your voice goes hoarse as hours and hours and hours pass in a timeless haze of pure ecstasy, and though it was only late morning when you first arrived in the goddess' grove, you eventually notice that the sun is starting to set. You have absolutely no idea how long she's been using you, nor how many dozens of orgasms you have reached, but what you do know is that you have loved each and every second of it. Y'ooleen hasn't cum even once, but it's clear that she's enjoying herself, and as your umpteenth climax rockets through your own veins, you can't exactly claim that you aren't having a great time.

It all just feels soâ You can't even form words in your own head anymore, and still Y'ooleen shows no signs of tiring as she pulls you along her shaft. She's obviously very happy with her new personal fuck toy, and you start to wonder whether you will be left in her grasp for days, weeks, or even longerâ

"H- Haaaaaâ G'grenâ H- High Priestessâ I think I'm almostâ"

Long after the moon and stars had appeared in the sky, Y'ooleen suddenly speeds up her movements, and begins to force you even farther down her shaft than she ever had before. With every pump, you take in more of it, with every stroke, her hand gets closer to her own waist. Soon enough, you have half of her dick inside you, and then the next time three fourths, then four fifths, then five sixths. You are getting closer and closer to taking the full thing at once, and just when you think your pleasure cannot possibly get any higherâ

"H- H- Haaaaaaaaahhhhhhh~ âª"

âIn one powerful motion, Y'ooleen slides you from the tip of her cock all the way down to its base, and then an absolutely heavenly substance explodes inside of you. It feels like the most delicious possible combination of sperm, nectar, potion, and the flowers' aroma is filling your insides to the absolute brink, all while a euphoric magical energy flows through your body, flooding through your torso, your head, your limbs, your fingers, your toesâ

âYou've just been given a gift by the divine, and as Y'ooleen holds you there, new waves of her magic blast into you with every passing second, bringing you to another orgasm, then another, then another, then another, then anotherâ

"Haaaaaaâ I do so wish I could play with you longerâ But I suppose a Womb like you would be better used by the village." What feels like a lifetime later, Y'ooleen finally pulls you off her cock, then gently lays your broken form down at the feet of G'gren and K'vurt, who have apparently been here this whole time, happily watching the show. "Give my thanks to whoever found this one; she is an absolutely wonderful Womb."

"Of course, Y'ooleen" K'vurt replies. If you were even remotely lucid, you might have realized that you still couldn't understand the Amazon's words, despite her speaking the same language as the goddessâ But your mind is still lost in a labyrinth of pleasure, so you hardly even register that they are speaking at all. "G'neen and K'shla shall be honored to hear your blessing. But, before we go, if you don't mind me askingâ Who is the mother?"

"Ah, of courseâ" Y'ooleen adjusts her position, and brings a single finger down to rest on your belly. Amazingly, you realize that your body still looks completely normal, without any bloating or stretching in sight, despite the ridiculous size of the thing that had been inside you less than a minute ago, and the absurd amount of liquid the goddess shot straight into your womb. Once again, you can't help but wonder exactly what type of magic was in that strange nectar, but Y'ooleen seems to have no desire to explain. "âHm, the child growing in this Womb appears to be P'thlia's. Do be sure to congratulate her as well."

"R- Right, we willâ" G'grenâ"who had apparently been hoping that the child was hersâ"seems slightly disappointed by this news, but regardless, she eventually picks up your limp, sweaty form, and bows politely to the giantess. "As always, we thank you for your gifts!"

"Hmhm, please, do not mention it. You all do such wonderful work for me. I look forward to seeing this Womb againâ As well as all the other lesser beings you tame in the future."

And with that, Y'ooleen closes her eyes, and slowly melts back into the earth beneath her, until all that remains is a small, grassy mound and a large, ancient-looking tree. You could almost believe that you had imagined the whole thingâ But the endless post-coital ecstasy that is surging through your veins plus the exhaustion that is threatening to overwhelm you are both more than enough proof that what you just went through was very real.

Youâ You just got fucked by a literal goddessâ And based on her parting words, it probably won't even be the last timeâ

"So, High Priestessâ Do you want to give P'thlia the good news, or should I?"

"You may do it, if you so choose. Cumslut shall stay in our tent tonight, and will be ours to do with as we please tomorrow morning. I would like to retire as soon as we return to the village, so that I may be rested for the pleasurable activities to come."

"Oh, really?" G'gren perks up as the two Amazons set off between the trees. "That's so exciting! I haven't been assigned to take care of her in the morning yet. Do you think we can cover her in oil again before we fuck her? It was so fun watching her squirm this morningâ"

"Yes, that sounds like a lovely idea, and it will be nice to learn what her sex feels like once it's been properly lubricated. Although, perhaps we could alsoâ"

"Oh, yeah! I bet she'd really like that. Plus, then we couldâ"

"Indeed. And I would also like to get the chance toâ"

And so, the two Amazons continue to chat as they carry your body back towards the village, back towards your home. You have had an absolutely surreal day, but though you can't understand your current partners' words, you know that they will take good care of you. After all, you are an incredibly lucky human, an inferior being who has been blessed with the opportunity to live out your true purpose: to act as a mindless slave to the Amazons, who will continue to breed you whenever and however they pleaseâ

âAnd as you fall asleep in the massive woman's arms, you are fully secure in the knowledge that there is still more fucking, more pleasure, more servitude to come. More than that, you know for a fact that you are a happy slaveâ and that there is absolutely nothing else you would rather be.

Chapter 6: The Daughter

Notes:

This chapter contains brief scenes of various kinks from previous chapters, as well as talk of pregnancy up to and including the reader's water breaking, though the actual birth takes place off screen. As the chapter title suggests, though, the main focus is on mother/daughter incest.

Oh, and I should mention for people who have been reading for a while that I have added the "Major Character Death" tag. It's only in a brief flash-forward, but it felt significant enough that I think the warning is appropriate.

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The next morning, you wake up bound in G'gren and K'vurt's tent, with no thoughts in your head other than excitement for the fucking to come. You don't think about escape, you don't think about your previous life, you don't think about anything at allâ

âAnd though you can't smell any of Y'ooleen's flowers, your body is already starting to heat up with lust. After all, you know your place now; you know that your only task in life is to let yourself be used, raped, and pleasured by your Amazonian masters. Your heart rate picks up as you imagine all the possible ways they might abuse you, and fortunately, it isn't long before those wonderful fantasies become your reality.

Almost as soon as they walk up to your bound form, K'vurt and G'gren once again begin to pour that strange oil over your skin, then lovingly spread it everywhere they can reach. You let out a blissful moan as their brushes explore your sides, your face, your tits, your sex, and your ecstasy reaches new peaks as they make their erotic intent as obvious as possible.

G'gren smiles a hungry smile as she lets her free hand pinch at your oil-covered nipples; K'vurt's face stays stoic even as she begins to caress your face, and lets her thumb slip into your open mouth; both Amazons eventually strip away their clothes, revealing their beautiful cocks to your absolutely desperate eyesâ

âAnd the next thing you know, they have both climbed up on the bed next to you, and your thoroughly lubricated sex and mouth are once again filled with the glorious taste of Amazonian dick.

"Oh, B'tenz, just look at her! She's positively glowing!"

One morning-full-of-fucking later, you find yourself in the pillory again, blissfully sandwiched between two enormous cocks, when you suddenly hear a familiar voice. The woman behind you steps aside as she finishes filling you with her seed, but the one who takes her place doesn't immediately shove her dick into your sex. Instead, she hurries over to your side, then crouches down to stare dreamily at your belly, as another familiar Amazon stands beside her.

"That's your child growing in there, my love." B'tenz sounds just as thrilled as P'thlia, though you can't get a good look at either of them thanks to the cock that is still slamming down your throat. "I can only imagine how beautiful she'll beâ"

"Haaaaaaaahâ You and me bothâ"

You vaguely hear the sounds of lips locking with lips, but the Amazon who is currently face-fucking you doesn't seem to mind this public display of affection. Just a few minutes later, she reaches climax too, and as soon as you've swallowed down all the sperm she has to offer, the two lovers move closer, and begin to inspect you in earnest.

"Heh, glad to see Cumslut's so happy. Just look at that winning smile!"

"B'tenz! I think I just felt the baby kick!" P'thlia's voice rises a half-octave as she places a hand on your belly, and her lover hurries over to check you from the other side.

"I think you're right, my loveâ I guess she must already know what a wonderful mother she has, and wants to say hello."

"Ehehe, you really think so?" The two continue to coo over you for several minutes, but eventually, the Amazons who are still waiting their turn get impatient, and start to heckle them to hurry up and fuck you already. As such, P'thlia rises back to her feet, and happily walks over to position her dick at the entrance of your sex, while B'tenz does the same in front of your face.

"âWell then, my love, now that we know the child is yours, we should probably thank Cumslut for all her hard work."

"Right, let's do it together, then. On three?"

"âOneâ"

"âTwoâ"

"âThree!"

P'thlia and B'tenz say this last word in unison, then eagerly thrust themselves into your body from both ends. Within moments of this joint penetration, they are once again expressing their full love for each other with their lips and tonguesâ Even as they continue to treat you like the mindless fuck toy you are.

Not that you are complaining, of course. T'handeran is nothing more than the Amazons' plaything, to be used as they willâ And so you let your mind go blank, as you are sent right back to the absolute heights of ecstasy.

"Wakey wakey, Cumslut!"

Several days of nonstop-pleasure later, your whole body jumps in your restraints as you feel someone stomping on your mattress, and as your eyes shoot open, you are greeted by the sneering face of M'loog. Moments later, she has secured a collar around your neck (which seems tighter than it had been last time, to the point that it restricts your breathing a little), and leads you over to a side table, where you willingly pick up the flower that's waiting for you, and subjugate yourself to its mind-numbing effects.

That done, this morning's master forces you to your hands and knees, and parades you around town while other Amazons watch and jeer. You notice that several of them are stroking themselves off into a large bowl that contains your food, and so you are already know that your breakfast will be just as blissfully dehumanizing as you could ever desire.

Sure enough, after several wonderfully humiliating laps around the village, M'loog guides you straight to this trough, and shoves you face first into the mixture of glop and cum. This time, around five or six Amazons have decided to 'contribute' to your meal, and several of them climax again even while you continue to eat, so it's well over half an hour before you finally find yourself licking the bottom of the empty bowl. And as soon as M'loog notices that you are doneâ

"K'seen! B'alton! F'gax! Time to come say hello!"

âA familiar black wolf trots over to your exposed body, joined by one with reddish-brown fur, and another who is silvery grey. Your eyes go wide as you take them inâ"you remember K'seen from the last time M'loog used you, but the other two are newâ"and soon enough your gaze is drifting between all three of their massive, throbbing-

SPLASH*

"Haw! Oops, looks like I slipped!"

Your lustful thoughts are interrupted as M'loog suddenly dumps a bucket of strange liquid over your body, absolutely soaking every part of you at once. Based on its taste and consistency, you would assume that it's some kind of simple fruit juice, rather than a magical potionâ

âBut long before you can figure out anything else, the three wolves tackle you to the ground, and begin to lick at your skin everywhere they can reach. Whatever this juice is, the beasts obviously think it tastes absolutely delicious, and so they greedily lap it up as their rough, warm tongues pass over your stomach, your sides, your face, your breasts, your sexâ

You quickly go lightheaded as this sensual assault continues, especially once M'loog brings over another bucket, and begins to steadily pour out more of the juice directly onto your pussy. The red wolf happily takes this opportunity to drink it where it lands, and soon enough you've reached a blissful climax as his tongue enters your sex again and again, all while the other two continue to cover the rest of you in stimulating, beastly kisses.

By the time the juice is mostly gone, you are nothing more than a euphoric mess, and yet your excitement only grows as M'loog yanks on your leash, and pulls you back up to your hands and knees. Mere seconds later, the silvery wolf has jumped you, and you scream out in ecstasy as his cock slams into your sex with animalistic aggression. That yell is soon silenced, however, when K'seen shoves his dick deep into your open mouth, and your lips instinctively close around it as soon as he begins to thrust.

Time loses all meaning as you sit there, lost in the pleasures of wolfen cock, but even after K'seen reaches climax, the red one simply takes his place, and picks up where he left off. Between the three beasts, you are eventually forced to take six loads of sperm, and once they are finally satisfied, M'loog grabs you by the ankle before roughly flipping you onto your back. A moment later, the Amazon descends on you, ruthlessly pounding you into the dirt even as she tightly grips your throat in one hand while occasionally smacking you with the otherâ

This morning's games have been significantly less vanilla than most of your others, but as you reach what feels like your twentieth climax of the day, you know that M'loog is just another perfect partnerâ just another wonderful master that you are more than happy to serve...

"Thanks again for inviting me to thisâ It's been days since I've had the time to play with her."

"No prob! Didn't want to waste my morning raping her all by my lonesome!"

"Would you two keep your voices down? You're going to wake her."

"Well, maybe we should! We're all here now, so let's get started already!"

Some time later (you've officially stopped even trying to count the days), you wake up to a finger poking at your cheek, the sound of at least a half dozen voices, and the intoxicating aroma of several of the Y'ooleen flowers. You already know what's going to happen to you, you already know what you want, and so you let your eyes drift open, and smile a happy smile as you take in all the lovely, muscular giantesses sitting on the bed beside you.

Nine, no, ten Amazons are crowding around you, all teenagers, and all already naked. You recognize each and every one of themâ"F'shla is there, but the other nine are also women you have fucked on countless occasions, whether in the morning, in the pillory, or bothâ"and your excitement only grows as you spot the obvious hunger dancing in all of their eyes.

"C'mon, she's awake now, see? Let's go!"

"Right!"

"Yeah!"

"Don't worry, Cumslut, we'll help you feel better in no-"

"Can I have her pussy first? I fucked her mouth the last few times I-"

"Ooooooh, she just looks so energetic! I can't get over how-"

"W- Wait, her breakfast! Shouldn't we-"

Every single one of the Amazons begins to talk at once as they eagerly strip away your bindings, but you are far more focused on the feel of their hands on your skin, as well as the flower that one of them has now shoved directly into your face. Soon enough, you are freed from your ropes, but long before you can even think of doing anything elseâ

"H- Haaaaaâ So softâ"

"Get to work, Cumslut! I saved up a whole lot, just for you!"

"Ha, look at how she's thrashing already! Humans are so pathetically needyâ"

âA cock is in your mouth, another forces its way into your sex, a third presses itself against your boobs, a fourth and fifth place themselves in your hands, several begin to rub themselves against your body, while the rest of your rapists begin to stroke themselves off while drinking in this perverted scene. By this point in your life, you've been gangraped more times than you can count, but ten Amazons at once, and all while you're unboundâ It's just soâ

"Oh yeah, that's itâ Grip it tighter, Cumslut!"

"Quit bumping me, W'loona! I want a piece of her too!"

"Who's a good girl, Cumslut? You are! Yes, you!"

Barely a minute after this new game has started, your senses are completely overwhelmed, and your mind is tossing and turning in a hurricane of bliss. So many cocks are using you, so many hands are touching you, so many bodies are so close, so many indecipherable words are filling your ears as you are treated as a pet, a sex toy, a lesser being, an object of mockery, and a hopeless slut by different Amazons all at the same time. Your fingers twitch as they dance along cocks, your tongue greedily licks at the one in your mouth, and your whole body spasms as you reach a euphoric climax, and then another, and then a thirdâ

"H- Haaaaaaaaaaah~~~"

Eventually, one of the Amazons you've been stroking off reaches an orgasm of her own, and your pleasure peaks again as you feel her sperm falling all over your skin. The sight of it apparently excites the other Amazons too, for soon enough the one in your pussy climaxes as well, followed by F'shla, who was the one thrusting herself between your breasts.

Minutes pass as more and more loads of cum begin to stain your body, covering you head to toe, inside and out with warm, thick, heavenly Amazonian gunk. Each and every one of your assailants tries their best to aim all of their seed right at you, all while making it obvious that they are far from done. A few of them decide to take a break for a moment while one shoves a spoonful of glop into your mouth, but the rest simply change positions, and soon enough all ten are once again using you to their heart's content.

By the time this motley crew is finally satisfied, you are absolutely drenched in their stuff, to the point that you can hardly see your own skin past the thick coating of sperm. You weren't exactly counting, but you have to imagine you've taken around twenty loads, and only four or five of those ended up inside you. And so you lie there, buried underneath a mudslide of their delicious, endless cum, as you bathe in all the wonderful feelings this gangrape has broughtâ

âBut of course, your day is far from done, and so after spending a few minutes admiring the sight of your sperm-soaked body, your rapists get up from the bed as one of them slings you roughly over her shoulder. Even after all of that, you still have your daily duties in the pilloryâ

âAnd you can't help but smile as you spot the eight Amazons who are already waiting in line.

These and other equally dehumanizing scenes come to define your life as you go through days, and then weeks, and then months of sexual servitude, reaching peaks of ecstasy you never could have imagined, all while your rational mind begins to atrophy from a general lack of use. Every morning, some Amazon wakes you up before fucking you senseless. Every afternoon, you sit in your pillory as you are raped by the entire village. Every night, you drink the potion, so that you fall fast asleep, and wake up revitalized for the next day's funâ

âAnd every day, your pleasure grows stronger, and you come to love your captors that much more. After all, they've given you so much joy, so much blissâ But also, a new life purpose. For as time continues to pass, your stomach grows larger, and larger and larger, to the point that you can't help but notice that this pregnancy is progressing far quicker than it should.

To put it bluntly, it is completely impossible to keep track of the days, but you're pretty sure it hasn't been more than two weeks before your belly is noticeably swollen, and things keep moving at that rate from then on out. Barely a month after meeting with Y'ooleen, you look seven, maybe eight months pregnant, and yet still, the baby continues to grow.

Whatever magic the goddess shot into your womb has obviously done something to increase its capacity; your body never visibly progresses beyond the limits of human pregnancy, but you feel like this child weighs a ton, and you eventually lose the ability to move on your own. Still, the Amazons don't see this fact as any reason to stop fucking you, and so your days continue to pass in a blur of mindless bliss, all while your extremely-pregnant body is assaulted, used, raped, and filled with more loads of wonderful sperm than you could ever countâ

âAnd it is during one of these afternoon marathon fucks that you suddenly feel something change.

Your mind is completely blank as you sit in the pillory, one massive cock in your pussy, while another shoves itself down your throat. Endless waves of sexual ecstasy are crashing over youâ But then, something in your belly goes 'pop,' followed by the feeling of some sort of liquid flowing out of your sex. Fortunately, the Amazon behind you realizes what just happened, and sprints off somewhere as the others begin to talk. It's finally happeningâ You're finally going to-

"M- Mmmpphâ"

Your delirious thoughts are interrupted as K'vurt suddenly rushes onto the scene, and shoves an absolutely massive bottle of the nightly potion into your throat. Startled, you swallow it down before you even realize what's happening, and the next thing you knowâ

âYou wake up in your comfortable bed, alone, with your belly somehow deflated back to its normal, pre-pregnancy size. Once again, you can't help but marvel at the strength of that potion; giving birth to a human would have left you exhausted for at least several days, so you can't even begin to imagine how much pain you should be in after an Amazonian child found its way out of your wombâ

And yet, you feel fine. You aren't sore, you aren't in pain, and you don't even feel a hint of postpartum depression. Frankly, were it not for a few new folds on your stomach and a couple other physical changes, you could almost believe that you had imagined the whole thingâ

âEspecially a few days later, when you are mildly surprised to realize that you haven't seen a single sign of your newborn baby anywhere.

Less than an hour after you woke up on that first morning, K'vurt and G'gren had entered your tent, and done a variety of both physical and magical tests to make sure you were alrightâ And as soon as they had confirmed you were healthy, they had fucked you right then and there, with no less aggression than usual.

So just like that, your life goes back to normal. Just like that, your pregnancy is long forgotten. Just like that, you are back to focusing entirely on the pleasure your masters bring as countless days and nights continue to pass. It's possible that the Amazons are talking about your child, but you still can't understand their words, and so you resign yourself to never learning exactly what happened to herâ

âBut then, on the morning after a perfectly typical day of sexual servitudeâ

"âMama, is she going to wake up soon?"

"Just give her a moment, dear. Cumslut had a very busy day yesterday, and it's important that we let her get as much rest as she needs."

You wake up to the sound of a familiar voice, and a deluded smile crosses your face as your eyes flicker open. Like usual, you are completely restrained by ropes and straps, but your head is lying in P'thlia's lap, and her hand is gently running through your hair as she speaks to another Amazon who you can't quite see. You can smell the Y'ooleen flowers nearby, so you aren't too surprised when your body starts to burn with desire at the mere sight of the silver-skinned giantessâ Especially because you can feel her already-erect dick pressing into the back of your head through her toga.

"Hey, look! I think she's awake now."

Your mood only gets giddier as B'tenz climbs up onto the mattress beside you, and begins to stare down at your naked body with an obvious hunger in her eyes. It's been a while (weeks? Months? You aren't exactly sure) since these two last woke you in the morning, though they have fucked you in the pillory with some regularity. Still, you remember how much love and care they usually show you, and so you let your head fall back, and prepare yourself for a morning full of pleasure, pampering, and-

"Oh yeah, you're right! Hi there, Cumslut! Did you have a good sleep?"

You blink as you suddenly realize there's a third Amazon in the room, another teenager, but one you don't recognize. This village isn't huge, so you had assumed that everyone who lived here had fucked you at least once by now. Moreover, though you have been gangraped plenty of times, P'thlia and B'tenz have never liked sharing you with anyone but each other, so it seems odd that they would invite a thirdâ

"Well, what do you think, Y'rnim? Is she as beautiful as you were imagining?"

"Oh yeah!" Y'rnim grins up at B'tenz before turning back to stare down at youâ and a strange sense of familiarity pulses through your brain. You know that smileâ You know that faceâ but from where? "She's just as pretty as you always said, Mamas! Can I be the one to feed her? Pretty please?"

"Of course, dear." P'thlia giggles at Y'rnim's enthusiasm, then gestures at the side table. "Her food's just over there. Make sure you don't knock it over, ok!"

"Ok!" The new girl jumps up from the bed and runs over to pick up the bowl of gruel, but as your eyes follow her, you notice something rather odd. She looks just as old as the other twoâ"all three resemble young teenagers, in human termsâ"and yet her movements seemâ

You're honestly not quite sure how to describe it. Her steps are deliberate and a little rigid, almost like she only recently learned how to walk, and her hands are somewhat uncoordinated, like an overly enthusiastic toddler. She manages to make it to the side table no problem, and only a little of the glop spills out after she grabs it to fast, but you keep worrying that she's about to trip, or otherwise get distracted and accidentally drop the entire meal on the floor.

Y'rnim stares down at the bowl in her hand as she slowly walks back to the bed, watching the gruel like she's worried it will tip over the moment she turns her eyes away. However, your attention is eventually pulled from this odd spectacle as B'tenz undoes the straps binding you to the bed, and P'thlia pulls you up so that your bound body is leaning back against her chest.

"Ok, Cumslut, here you go! Say 'Aaaaaaaaaah!'"

Given the way Y'rnim is holding the spoon in her hands, you are able to guess the gist of this last statement, and so you open your mouth wide and allow her to place the spoon behind your lips. Soon enough, P'thlia's hand is once again running through your hair, B'tenz is lying by her side as her arm rests on your leg, all while Y'rnim happily feeds you spoonful after spoonful of gruel. Thanks to the four Y'ooleen flowers that are sitting on the bed, even this simple scene is more than enough to make you dissolve in your own desire, and so you willingly swallow down the glop until the bowl is all clean.

"Good girl, Cumslut! Was it tasty?"

"Now, now, Y'rnimâ" P'thlia playfully scolds the slightly shorter Amazon, then points a finger at your chest. "Me and B'tenz call her Cumslut because that is her name, but you need to make sure you address her politely. She is your Birth Womb, after all."

"Oh, right! My bad!" Y'rnim turns her attention back to you, and once again smiles a big, familiar smile. "Then hi, Birth Womb! I'm so glad to meet you!"

You blink at the girl whose face is now just a foot away from yours, as you try to figure out what exactly is going on here. Why is she calling you F'niz V'olenta now? Your name is T'handeran, that's what everyone calls you. Moreover, the only other person you know with two 'names' is K'vurt P'landra, which you eventually managed to deduce is some sort of religious titleâ But why would this girl address you by a title? Unless Y'rnim has some sort ofâ

âspecialâ

âconnectionâ

âto youâââââ

Your eyes go wide, and your mouth goes slack as you suddenly realize exactly why this stranger looks so familiar, and within moments your gaze is darting around her face as you search for more details. You had assumed that you had seen her around town, or maybe that she coincidentally reminded you of some human you used to know. But now that you're really lookingâ

Y'rnim has your eyes. She has your smile. She has your skin tone. She even has your hair, though it is bound back in a braid similar to the other Amazons'. The general shape of her face, her lean-but-muscular build, and her absurd height (she stands at roughly six-foot-six) all combine to make it more than obvious that she's not human; her clothes and shoulder tattoos, meanwhile, are distinctly Amazonian; plus her nose and chin look more similar to P'thlia's than to yoursâ

âBut there can be no mistaking it. Thisâ This is her. This is your daughter. This is the life you were carrying inside you, the person that you brought into this world. Y'rnim is your-

"H- Haaaaa-?!?"

"Oh wow, even her voice is so pretty!" This bewildering revelation is interrupted as Y'rnim suddenly shoots her hand downwards, and begins to dig her fingers deep into your sex. She's surprisingly skilled at this task, despite it presumably being the first time she's ever attempted it, and so your head falls back against P'thlia's chest as your pleasure begins to rise once again. "Am I doing it right, Mamas?"

"Hmmmâ" B'tenz leans over to watch Y'rnim's work. "You're close, but try switching up your movements a little, and see which ones Cumslut seems to like best."

"Ok! How's this, then, Birth Womb?"

You let out another gasp as your daughter adjusts her movements, and through trial and error, eventually finds her way to all your favorite spots. Frankly, your mind is still reeling from the realization of who this girl is, especially because it makes absolutely no sense. You haven't exactly been counting the days since you gave birth, but you don't think it's been a year yet, and you're absolutely positive it hasn't been a decade. Hell, if you had to guess, you would say it's barely been a few months! So how is she this big already? How does she already know how to walk and talk? And most importantlyâ

âWhy the fuck is she so gleefully molesting you, all while her obviously massive dick stands fully erect under her toga?

Despite whatever aversion to incest you might have, there is no denying that your body is absolutely loving your daughter's touch, and Y'rnim is clearly having a great time as well. The girl begins to pant slightly as she continues to work you, her grin widening into that of a hungry predator as she watches you squirm in her mother's grasp. P'thlia, meanwhile, is smiling like this is the most normal thing in the world, all while B'tenz continues to offer pointers, showing your daughter all the best ways to send your ecstasy higher, and higher, until finallyâ!

"W- Woah! What's she doing, Mama?"

"Oh, that's just how Cumslut looks when she orgasms. Cute, isn't it?"

The small family of Amazons looks on in delight as you reach a crescendo of pleasure, and your whole body begins to spasm against the ropes binding your limbs. Everything about this feels so wrongâ But thanks to the flowers' aroma, it also feels so, so right. Just like all the other Amazons, Y'rnim sees you for what you truly areâ"a pet, a sex toy, a playthingâ"so of course she'd treat you as such. You are not her family; only a person can be someone's family, and you are not a person. All you are to her is the beautiful-but-mindless thing that was used to bring her into this worldâ

âAnd as such, there's absolutely no reason that she shouldn't play with you however she desires.

Now that you've finally realized just how beneath her you are, you let your conscious mind fade away as your daughter continues to joyfully use your body for her own entertainment. B'tenz, meanwhile, lovingly unties your legs so that Y'rnim's fingers have easier access to your sex, then scooches over to plant a kiss on P'thlia's cheekâ

âAll while both lovers' hands slowly make their way down to your breasts. Your blissful gasps grow louder as your nipples are caressed with incredible skill, especially because Y'rnim is getting better and better at her task with every passing minute. Thanks to all of their efforts, you soon reach a second climax, then a third, then a fourth as you melt into your molesters' armsâ

"Alright, Y'rnimâ Are you ready for the main event?"

"âMain event?" Y'rnim had been having a great time shoving her fingers into your pussy, but now she pauses as she turns towards B'tenz, who has moved her hands away from your breast.

"That's right." P'thlia responds, even as she takes her lover's place and starts to tug at both of your nipples. "There's a very special game you can play with your Birth Womb. We didn't tell you before because we wanted it to be a surprise."

"O- Oh!" Y'rnim visibly perks up. "What is it? Is it more fun than this one?"

"Oh yeah," B'tenz grins, "SO much more fun. But first you're going to have to get undressed, so-"

Y'rnim violently pulls her toga over her own head, then chucks it to the floor before B'tenz can even finish her sentenceâ which means you now find yourself staring at your daughter's naked body. Like P'thlia, she is athletic looking, and her breasts are small, but firmâ But that is hardly where your eyes come to rest. After all, her cock is just as bigâ"no, even biggerâ"than her mother's, and your breaths grow uneven as you realize exactly what's about to happen next.

"Ahaha, well, aren't you excited!" B'tenz leans forwards to gently grip your thighs, and slowly spreads your legs as wide as they will go. "Cumslut here really loves the feeling of fingers in her pussyâ But there's something else you can put inside that will make her feel even better."

"R- Really? Haaahâ W- What?" Y'rnim continues to pant as she sits there, naked, and despite her question, her hand has instinctually moved to her own twitching cock.

"Your dick, my dear." P'thlia smiles as she gives your breasts an extra loving squeeze. "All other species absolutely love the feeling of Amazonian cock, whether its in their pussy, their mouth, or their hands. Go ahead, stick it inside, and see how it feels!"

"O- Ok!" Y'rnim's eyes are wild with both curiosity and lust as she scooches herself forwards, awkwardly moving her body until the tip of her cock is mostly aligned with your sex. "âLike this? Do I just push it in orâ"

"You got it." B'tenz chuckles. "Go on, shove it in there with as much force as you can. Cumslut will really like it, I promise."

Time slows to a crawl as you lay there, heart pounding, torso wrapped in P'thlia's arms, legs firmly in B'tenz's grasp, and pussy eagerly awaiting Y'rnim's first thrust. The girl seems somewhat nervous, but she's also clearly determined to go through with this as she subtly repositions herself. You don't know if seconds, minutes, hours, days, or years go by as you watch your daughter prepare herself. The anticipation is killing you just as much as it's killing her, and you can't even imagine what it'll feel like once she finally-

"H- H- HAAAAAAAAAH~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Both you and Y'rnim let out simultaneous gasps of pure ecstasy as she suddenly drives herself forwards, not stopping until her cock is completely buried in your sex. Physically, it doesn't feel any different than when the other Amazons fuck you, but emotionallyâ

âThis is your daughter, this is your Y'rnim. This is the girl that came from your own body, and now she has returned to it, eager to use it for her own pleasure. Your thoughts grow increasingly delusional as you think about how beautiful it is that you're reuniting like this, that you are once again becoming one...

âSurely, this is the purest form of bond anyone could ever have with their own flesh and bloodâ

"A- Amazing! It feels soâ HAAAaaaaa!"

A few minutes after she first penetrated you, Y'rnim's instincts take over, and she starts to slam herself inside your pussy with all the strength she can muster. P'thlia and B'tenz, meanwhile, beam like proud parents as they watch their daughter rape you, just like they have so many times before. This lovely scene continues for what feels like countless lifetimes, and all thought leaves your head as you are used as the family fuck toy. It's just so incredibly heavenly, and as you reach what must have been your seventh or eighth climax of the dayâ

"H- H- HAAAAAAAAAhhhhh~!"

âY'rnim's whole body gives a powerful twitch, and her first-ever ejaculation explodes directly into your grateful belly. You don't even have the words to describe the feelings rushing through you as the physical pleasure combines with the surreal knowledge that a piece of your daughter has reentered your womb. On some level, you know that this last thought should disgust you, but you are far too blissed out to care. This is T'handeran's duty, after all. T'handeran has to help all the Amazons in the village feel goodâ

âAnd so you feel nothing but pride as you stare up at your daughter, who is still recovering from the endless bliss of her first time using you like you deserve to be used.

"Wh- What wasâ?"

"That's called your sperm, dear." P'thlia leans over to give Y'rnim a loving kiss on the forehead. "It's a very special thing that Cumslut loves more than anything else in the world. See? Look how happy she is now that you've given her this gift!"

"W- Wowâ Really?" Your daughter lets out a giddy sigh as she stares down at your bound form, which has practically melted into P'thlia's embrace. "Soâ I'll get to do all of that with her again, right?"

"Oh yeah, plenty of times." B'tenz nods. "In fact, you can fuck her brains out as often as you want! But you probably need a little break now, right? Do you want to watch your mamas play with her for a bit?"

"Y- Yeah, I do!" Y'rnim clumsily scrambles off the bed, then hurries over to take a seat on the next mattress over, where she'll have the best possible viewâ Though your attention is no longer focused on the excitable girl. After all, P'thlia has gently placed your head back on the mattress, and then both she and B'tenz reposition themselves, so that a silvery dick is at your pussy, while an obsidian one lingers just in front of your mouth.

"Hey, what do you think the odds are that you'll get her pregnant again?"

"Ahaha, oh, I shouldn't be greedy." P'thlia giggles as she starts to rub her cock back and forth against your folds, causing more of your daughter's sperm to spill out onto the mattress beneath you. "I'm just grateful Cumslut was kind enough to give me one perfect child. But who knows? Maybe Y'rnim will be the next one to become a mamaâ"

"Y- You think soâ? Haaaaaâ?" Now that she's discovered the joys of sex, Y'rnim just can't keep her hands off her own cock, and she stares at you like a starving wolf as she starts to stroke herself off.

"Hey, you never know!" B'tenz inches her dick forwards, until your lips are perfectly spread around its head. "For now, though, I'd say it's high time your mamas had a little fun. You ready, my love?"

"Always, B'tenz."

And with that, both women buck their hips forwards, and you once again find yourself trapped between two absolutely heavenly Amazonian cocks. An eternity passes as B'tenz and P'thlia fuck you, all while Y'rnim looks on in wide eyed wonder, watching you reach orgasm after euphoric orgasm. Once the two lovers finally fill you up, your daughter demands another turn, and just a few moments later, she is plowing herself into your sex with even more force than she had been using before.

As you once again feel your daughter's beautiful dick filling your insides, your ecstasy reaches even higher peaksâ But far more importantly, Y'rnim is clearly enjoying herself too. You are making your daughter so happy by acting as her personal cum dumb, and that knowledge only heightens your own endless blissâ

You cum again, and then you cum again, and then you cum again, and by the time you take a second load of Y'rnim's sperm, you are nothing more than a complete and utter mess, only barely conscious of the world around you. From there, the two lovers calmly explain to their fascinated child what's going to happen next, and let Y'rnim carry your body into the town square. But once they have you secured in your restraints, and move to get in the back of the lineâ

"Hey now, what's the rush! We want to watch Y'rnim's first time!"

"Yeah, come on! Show us how good you are at fucking your Birth Womb!"

"M- Mamaâ?" Y'rnim turns towards her mothers with a hopeful look on her faceâ

"âOh, very well." âAnd P'thlia lets out a friendly laugh as she immediately caves. "If they are all fine with waiting, then I don't see the harm in letting you have a little more fun. Here, let me show you the best place to standâ"

And so your afternoon begins with your own daughter's cock repeatedly thrusting into your sex as a dozen exuberant Amazons cheer her on. They're all so proud of herâ All so proud of how well she's raping youâ And as she brings you to yet another euphoric climax, you know for a fact that you are proud of her too. She's such a beautiful girlâ She has such a perfect cockâ

âAnd just like all the other Amazons, she is your master, and you are more than happy to serve her for as long as you are able.

A couple of months from now, K'vurt will notice that you are pregnant again, and she and G'gren will cover you in oil before carrying you back out to Y'ooleen's grove. There, the goddess will fill you with her nectar, and then absolutely destroy you with her impossibly large cock as her magic surges through your veins.

Some time after that, you will give birth again, and later you will be introduced to your second daughter, who will be just as excited to fuck you as Y'rnim always is. This cycle will then repeat, and before you know it, you will have a half dozen children, then a dozen, then more, all of whom will love nothing more than filling you with their seed while you writhe in a state of perverted, incestuous bliss.

Slightly over a year from now, a small war will break out, and the victorious Amazons will return to the village with over twenty harpy captives, all of whom they will drug with the Y'ooleen before fucking them senseless in a massive, anarchic orgy. You will find yourself transfixed by the sight of so many other Wombs having their minds broken for the first time, and at a couple of the Amazons' prompting, you will even crawl up to one of your fellow slaves, and start to kiss and touch her body everywhere you can reach, as the lust-crazed harpy happily returns the favor.

Unfortunately, none of these new fuck toys will last nearly as long as you doâ"they are considerably smaller and frailer than humans, after all, which means Amazonian cocks put a much larger strain on their bodiesâ"and so over the course of the next two months, you will watch as the life drains from their eyes one by oneâ

âNot that their drastically shortened lifespans will bother you at all, of course. After all, like you, harpies are just lesser beings, who could have no higher calling than being used by their betters until their bodies give outâ Especially because a few of them will be lucky enough to bear children before they expire.

Almost two years from now, you will be shocked to see a pair of Amazons carrying another human into the village, and unlike the harpies, this new slave will live for a very long time. You will soon grow to enjoy the company of your fellow pet, and spend countless mornings making out with her as your caretakers fill both of your pussies with load after load of sperm. T'handeran will not try to speak, of course, and neither will this other human, who the Amazons will name Q'ilanteeaâ

âBut still, as you spend countless hours wordlessly watching each other get fucked, listening to each other's moans, and exploring each other's bodies, you will come to see her as a friend, a fuck buddy, and a fellow dehumanized Womb, and you will both feel so grateful that you were lucky enough to share this wonderful, thoughtless life with another.

Twelve years from now, thanks to the efforts of Birth Wombs like you, Q'ilanteea, and several others that the Amazons have enslaved, the village will have grown to a massive size, and half of the Amazons will set off to conquer some new land, and build a new settlement there.

You will smile as you watch so many of your daughters head off, no doubt to find more lesser beings to capture and rape, all while taking the next step in Y'ooleen's plan for worldwide subjugationâ You'll be so proud of yourself for helping make that dream a realityâ So happy you got the chance to serve this greater purposeâ And you'll feel the same way over a decade later, when another band sets off to expand the Amazon's influenceâ And then eleven years later, when it happens yet againâ

Thirty-seven years from now, you will lie in your pillory, your body going weak after so many decades of endless bliss. Even with the potion, you will feel slight twinges of discomfort underneath your all-consuming ecstasy thanks to the countless hours of fucking, and the dozens and dozens and dozens of daughters you have birthed. By then, the village will have several human slaves alongside you and Q'ilanteea, two of whom will be much younger then you, so you will be secure in the knowledge that your children will still have someone to play with after you are goneâ

âAnd somehow, you will know that your time has almost come. You will understand that that day will be your last. And as you are once again filled with an absolutely massive load of delicious Amazonian sperm, you won't be able to hold back your smile as you reminisce on your wonderful life of servitude, even while your consciousness begins to fade for the very last timeâ

âBut that is all in the future. For now, you are here, in the middle of the village, gasping out in pleasure as your eldest daughter's cum erupts inside your already-overfull womb, while a dozen other beautiful women congratulate her on a job well done. You have decades of happiness ahead of you, so many more daughters to birth, and an empire of Amazons to indirectly help foundâ But for nowâ

All T'handeran cares about is pleasure. All T'handeran needs is Amazonian cock. All T'handeran wants is to keep serving her masters. That is the only thing that matters, after all, so it is the only thing you could ever need to think about. T'handeran will always be a good, obedient girl. T'handeran will always be a happy, eager slave. T'handeran will always be a mindless sex toy, whose only purpose is to be filled with cum, so that she can experience the absolute heights of ecstasy, all while birthing the next generation of her own Amazonian rapistsâ

You are T'handeran. That is your one and only name. And as two more Amazons take your daughter's place, and begin to absolutely rail you like the Cumslut you areâ

âT'handeran knows that the rest of her life will be filled with nothing but the purest form of degenerate bliss.