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Merille gasped and panted on her knees. The scent of cum tainted every breath she took as warmth swelled within her core. A single thought raced through her mind. The need to feel a cock between her legs.

Though she had been under Lapse many times, none were ever this consuming. The sweet fragrance of Lilac had amplified the effects multiple folds. Even the guilt and shame became distant thoughts behind the fog of lust.

“Pl-Please…Please fuck me, master,” she begged, looking up at Kurt with pleading eyes.

The fearsome mercenary was gone as if she never existed. In her place was a cock-craving whore who longed for dominance and abuse. Just a tamed bitch who loved to serve the pleasure of her master, no matter how depraved or degrading.

Kurt laughed hysterically at her submissive display. “You want my cock inside you, cunt?” he asked.

“Y-Yes, master! Please fuck me. Make me your bitch,” she said eagerly before reaching up to take his spent cock between her lips once more.

He backhanded her, throwing her to the ground with her face snapping to one side and pulled up his pants. “You’re just a useless piece of meat. You don’t get to decide if you get a cock inside you, cunt.”

His demeaning words stabbed like a dagger in her heart but the petite merc failed to muster any anger or the will to fight. In her current state of mind, the degradation became fuel for her lust and stoked the burning depravity even further.

“Please…I’ll do anything you want. Please fuck me, master,” she sobbed.

“Strip. Put on a show for these men,” Kurt ordered flatly.

Her violet eyes went wide at his command before her pulse quickened with excitement. The deep-rooted training bound her to his command as if his words became her desire. Resistance was gone, leaving only complete subservient.

“Y-Yes, master.”

Merille climbed to her feet as fast as she could. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment. Though she was eager to obey his demand, she did not know the first thing about stripping seductively when clothes were ripped off of her most of the time.

Awkwardly, she turned her back at the gathered men and slowly bent down to untie her boots, letting them have a good view of her round ass. They whistled and chanted for her to take off her pants.

She kicked the boots away before quickly took off her belt and tossed it aside. The crowd grew energetic, throwing out sexual remarks and crude jeering. A tingle fluttered her core as the voices became deafening.

“Show me your ass, cunt!” someone yelled.

“I’m going to make you scream, Raven!” another added.

“Strip! Strip! Strip!” the chant rumbled through the storage.

Her fingers trembled at the hem of her pants. Not from fear or anxiety but carnal delirium. If not for Kurt, these men would have ripped her clothes apart and fucked her senseless by now.

Goosebumps ran across her back at the thought of them descending upon her all at once. She was fucked to exhaustion and climaxed over two dozen times with the five men of Diamond Dagger. The endless fucking from over twenty men could certainly destroy her mind and body.

And maybe that’s what I deserve for being a useless whore. I acted all high and mighty but I’m just a failure in the end.

The pants slid over the firm curves of her butt to expose her sodden, white panties beneath. The thin fabric clung to her skin and the wetness made it nearly see-through. Her shapely legs were glistened with sweat and arousal.

Cool air caressed her heated flesh as she pushed her pants further down while holding her ass high for all the men to see. A renewed flow of juice trickled down her thighs from the searing heat of their hungry gazes.

“Shake that ass, bitch!” one of them bellowed.

Thoughtlessly, she swayed her hips from side to side at his urge. After stepping out of her pants, she straightened and reached for the strap of her breastplate. A cheer roared through the men once the leather came apart and fell away from her pert breasts, revealing her stiff, pink tips.

Merille bent over again, slipping her underwear down her legs and showed her oozing pussy for everyone to see. She pulled it off a heartbeat later and the men erupted with another lustful cheer.

“Down on your knees and spread your legs,” Kurt said before she could stand back up.

She obeyed without a word, dropping on all-four and looking up at him. In this position, she was fully exposed. A shameful position that was both humiliating and degrading, deserving of a tamed bitch.

But she could only long for a cock to stuff her twitching folds. Any cock. She would even beg for everyone to take her if the drug lord would allow it.

“I told you to put on a show, didn’t I?” he asked darkly.

“I-I…I’m sorry, master. I don’t know how,” she said, her voice shaking with submission.

“Guess I can’t expect much from a useless cunt, after all.” A cruel smile curled his lips as his dark eyes brightened with sadistic glee. “But even a useless cunt must learn her lesson. You need to be punished for your incompetence.”

“Pl-Please master. I-I’ll do better next time.” The plea poured out of her as the golden-haired man with a hideous burn scar flashed across her mind. The words echoed in her ears as if she had repeated it countless times in the past.

“Of course, you’ll do better next time. But how would you learn if I don’t punish you? Now, make yourself cum. Show everyone here you’re just a pathetic cunt who can’t even do one thing right,” the drug lord ordered.

Her fingers darted to her clit almost instantly. She stroked herself vigorously at his command before she could even voice her plea for forgiveness.

“Pl-Please…nghh! Master…please…Ohhh!” she cried, her body trembling with a surge of forced pleasure.

Moans of ecstasy escaped her gasping lips as her fingers worked violently on her swollen bud while others plunged into her smoldering depth. Wet slushes mingled with demeaning jeers and fueled her lust even more.

The cold pavement pressed against her scorching cheek as her ass rose high into the air. Her petite frame convulsed again and again with the rising climax. Then it crashed into her like a strike of lightning.

Ferocious spasms tore through her suddenly. Merille shook violently as hot spray gushed from her abused folds. Her cry of bliss echoed across the warehouse, shamelessly.

“Make sure they have a good view, cunt,” Kurt ordered.

Though her thighs were trembling, she arched her back so her quivering pussy turned up higher. The action was almost involuntary. Her body just moved as he ordered with no thought behind it.

“Pl-Please…master…I-I can’t…Ohhh!”

Her violet eyes darted wide as pleasure wrecked across her mind and body. Thoughts melted away by the heat of ecstasy. She squirmed on the floor while her hands treacherously continued to abuse her folds savagely.

“Keep going.” He stepped closer, purposely placing his foot barely an inch from her face. “How many crates were burned?” he asked aloud, not aiming at anyone in particular.

Silence fell, except for the wet sloshing sound made by her fingers, for long moments before someone sputtered, “A-Almost th-thirty crates, s-sir.”

He glared down at her. His dark eyes flashed with anger. A chill rushed down her spine even when she was convulsing from the onslaught of pleasure. The payback for the damages had already begun in the form of torture and it would continue endlessly.

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry, master…” she gasped.

“You’re sorry?! You should have thought about it before you burn my Lilac, cunt!” he growled and stepped on her cheeks.

Pain flared across her face as his weight crushed her head against the pavement. The petite merc groaned, squeezing her eyes shut. The flashes of memories did not reveal how she was disciplined by the scarred man but she knew from the depth of her heart that enduring it was the only way.

“Do you know how much fifteen crates of Lilac are worth?” The drug lord twisted his boot and made her skin burn from the friction.

“N-No master…I’m sorry…Please…Nghh!” Tears streamed down her face when he turned the boot in the opposite direction.

Hot honey dribbled down her arms as her pussy twitching incessantly from the humiliation. Pleasure surged within her with a suddenness that caught her by surprise. She screamed beneath his foot. A muffled cry of agonizing lust.

Her fluid gushed out like a geyser and poured down her stroking fingers and inner thighs. A massive spasm rolled through her. With the heightened sensitivity after the first climax, her body shuddered even more violently than the last time.

“It’s worth more than your life. That’s how much money you cost me, cunt!” Kurt lifted his foot from her face. “You and the whore will pay dearly for it.”

“Mmmm…Master! Please…I-I can’t k-keep—”

“You will keep going!” he cut in, silencing her. He turned toward his men and pointed. “You! Get over here.”

Berk stumbled forward, wide-eyed. “S-Sir?”

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A sadistic smile stretched Kurt’s lips as he glanced down at her. “Take off your pants and let the cunt suck your cock,” he ordered but did not look at the black-haired man.

The masculine laborer reluctantly complied, dropping his pants to his ankles and standing with his semi-hard cock dangled freely. Color flushed across his face as his gaze darted all over the place before landing on her prone form.

“What are you waiting for? Suck!” the drug lord said and kicked her for emphasis.

Merille climbed to her knees and obediently reached for Berk’s cock. Her slick fingers wrapped around his shaft before taking him between her lips. She bobbed back and forth on his length eagerly, coaxing him to full hardness as she lost herself in his scent and taste.

“Did I say you can stop fucking yourself?” Kurt asked.

The question sent a trickle of ice down her back. Not from fear of having to pleasure herself again but from the anxiety of not knowing what kind of punishment he had planned for her.

Salus had deprived her of orgasm to break her and nearly succeeded. She had used the same torture to extract information from Todd. But being forced to climax filled her with pleasure and did not seem like a punishment.

She obeyed without hesitation. Her trained body reacted promptly as if it was the only thing she knew. Her fingers rubbed the overly sensitive nub once more with ferocious pace, sending jolts of ecstasy through her core.

The drug lord smirked. “You there! Get over here.” He jerked his head at one of the men.

A plump man jogged over quickly. After seeing her lustful display, he was eager for release even if it was only to use her mouth. He was grinning broadly and seemingly ready to drop his pants immediately.

Kurt tapped his cheek in thought for a moment before waving at the crowd. “Let’s give the cunt all the cocks she can eat, shall we? All of you, line up!” The men did not need any more encouragement. They jogged forward and quickly formed a line behind the two men.

Her heart hammered against her ribcage. Though she had sucked more cocks than she dared count, taking this many cocks one after another at once was not a feat she had dreamed of doing.

“Here is what you’re going to do,” the drug lord said with a smile that made her stomach churn with trepidation. “You’ll suck every one of their cocks and drink every drop of their cum while you keep fucking yourself.”

He let the words sink in for a moment before adding, “if you slow or stop, the whore gets a piece carved out of her.” His dark eyes burned with sadistic satisfaction as panic crossed her expression.

“You monster! Don’t do it! Just let him kill me!” Revinne screamed, tears glistened her face as she thrashed against Hawk-Nose’s hold.

The bodyguard grunted in annoyance before slamming the butt of his blade on her temple, knocking her out.

Kurt frowned at the towering man but did not say anything. He turned back to the petite merc and tapped a finger on his cheek before fishing out a pocket watch from his vest pocket. “I can’t waste my time on you all night so, if you don’t wrap this up in an hour, the whore loses a piece every minute after,” he said nonchalantly.

Her skin turned cold as ice at his words. Even street whores would not devour this many cocks in a night, let alone an hour. And she was going to keep climaxing again and again on top of that. If he wanted to see her despair, he had already succeeded.

But begging for his mercy would not change the outcome. They were doomed to become his playthings when the plan failed. The only way to save Revinne was to play his unfair game and try her best to win it.

The drug lord propped down on one of the crates and crossed his legs. “The clock is ticking. Better hurry it up.” He tapped on the pocket watch with a smirk.

Hawk-Nose dragged Revinne by the collar of her tattered shirt across the floor and dropped her at his boss’s feet. His polished blade glinted in the light. Though it had moved far away from her slender neck, it was still too close for comfort.

Protest or anger did not rise within Merille. Only submissive obedience. She would not have resisted his orders even if the blonde was not held captive. The lust and dark desire had taken complete control of her and there was no way to fight it.

Her fingers moved over her clit at a brisk pace, sending pulse after pulse of vicious pleasure through every inch of her body. She would climax even quicker with the increased sensitivity after two orgasms but, instead of dread, she yearned to serve his demand.

“Take this, cunt!” Berk growled, seizing the back of her head in both hands and rammed his erection down her throat. “You lying bitch! How dare you use me?! I’m going to make you pay for this!” His dark eyes were raging as his thrust grew violent.

She took him without resistance, relaxing and accepting everything like a seasoned whore. His girth stretched her tight channel with every hilting impalement. Tears soaked her cheeks from the discomfort but the degrading situation only added to the churning heat in her loin.

A muffled cry rumbled out of her a second later along with a steamy waterfall between her legs. Ecstasy shot through her veins as the eruption caused her petite body to convulse out of control.

The laborer did not stop. He fucked her face even harder through the peak of her climax. His rough fingers dug painfully into her scalp. His cock throbbed furiously within her milking confines before a hot gush sprayed her throat.

Her gurgling whimper and his deafening roar of pleasure filled the storage. Her violet eyes rolled behind her fluttering lids as she reflexively gulped down his viscous load. He held her against his groin for long moments until he was spent.

“Worthless cunt!” Berk yanked her from his softening cock and spat before stalking away, leaving his saliva trickling down her upturned face.

The plump man took his place between her lips immediately. He plunged in and out of her sucking lips frantically without caring if she would gag. His heavy balls slapped against her drool soaked chin, filling the area with obscene sound.

She relaxed for him, letting him use her like a pleasure-hole. Her fingers continued to stroke her throbbing clit as he ravaged her throat at a vicious pace. Another convulsion was already building rapidly within her core and would soon ripple out.

Her mind was vacant of any thought. Carnal instincts guided her movements and it was all she knew to pleasure the cock in front of. Please…cum for me! Let me taste you!

The eruption came at the same moment the plump man stiffened. Her cry of ecstasy reverberated through his length as jet after jet of goo flooded her mouth. She guzzled down his load hungrily, feeling the warmth of his copious release filled her stomach.

Another cock found its way into her mouth barely a second later. A large hand clamped over her head and pulled her deep to his base in one thrust. Pain and pleasure rushed through her as more tears spilled down her flushed cheeks.

“How do you like my dick, Raven? You better suck it nice and clean, got it?” The man smirked down at her before slamming her face against his bushy crotch forcefully over and over.

A shudder rolled down her back at his order. Her tongue lashed out to slurp the underside of his shaft, tasting the sore stench of sweat and licking him clean. Not only Kurt had control over her thoughts in her current state.

Anyone could give her an order and her body would react to whatever obscene things they demanded.

Sudden explosion of pleasure within her core flooded every inch of her with euphoria. She squealed but only managed an inaudible burble with a rutting cock ravaging her mouth. The man continued to fuck her savagely even as she writhed beneath him.

Her thoughts became hazy and her legs trembled after four consecutive climaxes. Though her body could probably endure twenty men, her mind might break from the continuous flood of pleasure.

I-I can’t give up! I can’t make her suffer for my mistake! She grimaced at the sight of Revinne’s unconscious form. Even if she was left broken after this, she would do her best to keep the blonde from harm.

A feral roar shook through the man in front of her with an abrupt tightening of his muscles. She braced herself for his release as his bulbous head pulsed violently within her throat. The flood came a heartbeat later and she drank deeply until every drop was deposited in her belly.

I will not fail!

One by one, the men nuzzled their hard length between her lips while Merille orgasmed again and again with hardly a second of rest. Her throat was sore and her clit ached from incessant rubbing.

But her body still reacted to every stimulation and her lips instinctively sucked and pleasured any cock that came into her mouth.

She convulsed once more from probably the thirtieth time climax as the last man was using her. His grip was painfully tight on her hair and his thrusts were brutal. He slammed her into his pelvis callously as if the long wait had turned him feral.

His breathing grew ragged and his pace became vicious after a short minute. He held her in place and rutted. His cock throbbed rapidly against her tongue before he finally erupted. His seed coated her throat with smoldering heat and burned its way into her stomach.

“Ohh…Fucking cunt! Mmm…that was a good fuck,” he groaned and pulled out of her mouth.

The man put on his pants and strolled away to join the others, leaving her heaving and coughing on her knees. It took all of her remaining strength to stay upright. Her mind was groggy. The continuous climax and face-fucking had drained nearly every morsel of strength from her.

To make matters worse, her belly was bulging heavily with semen. Its pungent stench tainted every breath she took, coaxing her lust to keep raging even when she was on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion.

A dark smile stretched Kurt’s lips as he eyed her from atop the crate. He hopped off and returned the pocket watch back in his vest pocket. The clicking of his boots on the pavement made her chest tighten with apprehension.

Crystals, please let me make it in time. She bowed her head and squeezed her eyes shut, not daring to hear what he was about to say.

The drug lord stood over her. “Do you see how worthless you are now, cunt? You can squirm and crawl on the ground all your life but you’ll never reach me. Remember that as you live the rest of your life as their cock-sleeve.”

Her shoulders sagged with relief when he did not mention Revinne. Then her skin grew cold once his words truly sank in. She looked up at him wide-eyed but could find the words to protest.

“She’s all yours, boys.” He waved his hand dismissively at her. “Do whatever you want with her but I want her breathing in the morning.”

Though trepidation twisted her stomach, a part of her was excited for the savage pleasure these men would force upon her. Even after thirty climaxes from her fingers, her appetite did not wan in the slightest.

Kurt nodded at Hawk-Nose and the bodyguard promptly draped Revinne over his powerful shoulder. “W-Wait! Where are you taking her?” Merille blurted, her heart racing with panic.

He only smirked back before spinning on his heels and strolled toward the main building. The implication was clear. If she ever resisted, the blonde would suffer the consequences.

She opened her mouth to plead with him but a mass of shadows fell around her, killing the words on her tongue.

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