Hench’d Hunch

The men were getting desperate. Our small stone fort was falling apart, and we hadn’t found any good loot in weeks. Most of the crew were drunk or just getting there. I hadn’t fought my way all the way to the top for this.

Sure, I had made some bad decisions in the past, but otherwise, I had kept the whole 50-man strong gang well-fed and rich. Now there were whispers of mutiny in the air and I didn’t like it. No one dared to defy me directly. I had shown my worth as a strong leader during multiple brawls and had the muscles and the scars to prove it.

The last night’s rain had moistened the wooden pillars of my fort from deep within and it made my muscles ache. I watched as my crew was getting rowdy down in the courtyard. Some gambled with their last earnings and others tried to get into fist fights. The tensions kept rising with each tankard they downed and all the pride I had regarding hiring them washed away with each gulp.

The deep forest we lived in kept us safe from the authorities, the forest was known to be a dangerous place, but the roads it held were quicker than the ones guarded by the local lady’s sentinels. That all changed when about a month ago a great flood washed it all away. Now we only got some light foot traffic, which did not match with our spending habits.

Things are truly getting dire, I thought to myself as I massaged my shoulder with my right hand.

Maybe I should get the new recruit and make him massage my back. I could make him help me with my aching loins. The thought of his full lips around my cock started to arouse me. While I was lost in the image of getting sucked, some of the men had drawn a crude picture of me and threw darts at it, laughing while hitting my face. My lungs filled with the fresh forest air and I roared from the top of my keep.

“WHOEVER THROWS THE NEXT DART WILL GET A BEATING! TAKE IT DOWN NOW!”

A long silence fell into the courtyard as every member of my gang heard my yell. Grudgingly, they took it down and started to spread out. “Stupid brutes,” I thought by myself, feeling the anger taking over me, I booted the creaking pillar next to me. A large shard of wood broke and flew down as I made contact with the pillar. The wood was so soft, I didn’t even feel anything through my leather boot.

Frustrated, I turned around to face the stairs which would take me to the courtyard. I had to find the new recruit to make my day better. As I took my first step the wooden pillar groaned as its weaker lower part caved in. With a loud crash, the pillar fell towards the pillar next to it taking it down with it. I spun around just as both pillars fell towards me. I managed to dodge the first pillar, but the second one dropped on my back and pinned me below my shoulder blades between the two pillars.

I let out an angry cry. The pillar had hurt my back and without proper wrench space, I couldn’t push the pillar. Blunting pain eased quickly as I started to think about my next step. The angle of the fallen pillar had also pinned my leg down below the ankle, leaving me unable to even kick myself free. I could scream for help, but what good that would do to me? If my men came to my help, they would see this as a sign of weakness and slit my throat. I had to get out by myself and I had to do it fast, because of the loud noise the collapsing had made.

Luckily, the ceiling hadn’t collapsed. The two pillars I had accidentally broken weren’t load-bearing. I tried to wiggle myself free, but soon realized it wasn’t an option either.

I heard someone walking up the stairs, making me wiggle even more, hoping to find an escape.

“Are you okay, boss?” I heard Haaf, my right-hand man, call. I couldn’t let him see me like this.

“EVERYTHINGS ALRIGHT!” I yelled, trying to put anger back into my voice, “THE KEEP IS FALLING APART AND I’M ANGRY!” When I was angry, my crew usually avoided me. They knew that I acted volatile and might feel my fist.

I heard him pause his pace. “You sure, boss?” he asked, the bastard actually sounded like he was worried about me, but I knew he would stab me if given the chance.

“YES! MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!” I yelled back, but whenever the sound of my voice wasn’t convincing enough or he just wanted to take a peek at the crash, I heard him continuing his hike up. In a frenzy, I tried to escape my predicament to no avail.

The look on the half-orcs face must have been one for the wanted poster when he saw me wiggling around, hopelessly stuck in a slouching position.

“Boss?” Was the only word Haaf managed to mutter as he saw me. The entrance to the stairway was right behind me, making me unable to see his wide grin. His silence let me know that it was all over, he would take my life and my place. I surrendered myself to my impending doom.

Haaf circled around the pillars to face me and crouched so I could feel his smoky breath on my face.

“Oh, boss. You’ve got yourself quite the pickle!” he laughed mockingly “You do know no one would even bat an eye if I were to kill you right here and now” I glared at him and his grin grew even wider on his green face.

“…But you’ve been good to me… Sometimes.” He said with a short pause, “… And you could still be good to me.”

As he finished his sentence, he stood up and unbuttoned his pants, letting his modest cock hang free right in front of my face. My eyes widened with bewilderment.

“Give me a good suck and I will help you free,” Haaf growled.

His offering surprised me, “You’re not going to kill me?”

“Of course not and if you’re a good boy, no one needs to know about this,” Haaf answered back, “And remember… No teeth,” he added.

The deal sounded better than what I’d expected, so I nodded silently and reached for his sheath. My left arm managed to reach his firmly hanging balls as I closed my lips around the uncut cap. Touching another man’s junk was something I had never done before. I was the one who was supposed to be the taker, but here I was, helplessly trapped and slowly taking in my right-hand man’s soft tool.

“You need to move your head and use your tongue, idiot,” The man said in a joyous tone. Haaf put his hand on my head and started to push it back and forward. His member became firmer and slimier with my spit with each push and the movement of my lips popped his tip out. Haaf’s eyes twinkled with delight as I took him deeper in. I moved my tongue beneath his rod, feeling the pulsing veins. With his balls in my hand I could feel him getting closer, so I decided to squeeze them a little bit. which made Haaf moan.

Our deal was interrupted when I heard more confused voices behind me.

“Is boss okay?” Someone said, with three others asking the same question. Part of my group had come to check what had happened. Haaf pulled his member even deeper when I started to struggle.

“Come in boys, boss is giving us a treat today!” He howled at them as their confusion turned into malice.

Now there were five of them. Haaf, a hill troll, two half-giants, and an ogre. I had never bothered to learn their names, which I now regretted.

Haaf kept himself deep in my mouth as I felt someone grouping me behind. I attempted to break free from his touch, but someone else joined in and pulled my pants down with one swift motion. Their fatty fingers began to harass my hole mercilessly. Someone grabbed my balls and laughed.

“And this is the one you boasted about?” The troll said while he gave my cock a rough stroke.

“Maybe he is a grower?” One of the giants snickered, “Well, see…” The troll answered as he played with my hardening cock.

Haaf moaned loudly and thrusted his member forward as he came, shooting cum into my throat. After covering my mouth in white, he pulled out his softening member.

With a pleased smile on his face, Haaf said “Boss is still a beginner, someone should give him more to learn from.” Emboldened by Haaf’s words, the other half-giant took his place while stroking his chubby cock, “I can show him something different,” the giant laughed and took a bunch of my red hair into his grip and pulled his hard member into my mouth without any warning. His reach was longer than Haaf’s and filled my mouth completely. The troll behind me milked my cock as the giant next to him dipped his huge thumb inside my undefiled hole, with the other half-giant’s member in my mouth, I was unable to scream from the sharp pain making them all laugh at my reaction. Haaf stood next to the giant and started to caress my nipple piercings with one hand.

Giant violating my mouth was much rougher than Haaf. His thrusts were faster and deeper. His thick girth felt rough even with the lubrication of my wet mouth. He stretched my jaw wide, making me spill some of my saliva to the ground with a wet gurgling sound.

The man behind me slid another finger in, rolling them around my puckered ring. The amount of stimulation all around my body made my mind go into a lustful haze. Had I known my previous partners might have felt the same way made me even harder. My excitement made me want to be used by them. Without even thinking about it, I spread my legs as wide as I could. I craved for more and it made my balls twitch.

“Look boys, it looks like the boss is a bitch after all,” one of them said, making the others laugh again. The troll began to stroke me even harder and I felt pre-cum leaking from my tip. The giant behind me pulled his cock out and leaned in, his hot breath hitting my wanting hips. My hole stretched from his forceful push, popping his tip violently in, splitting me in half. Haaf’s strong arms fondling of my fat tits made my nipples hard, he had started to use both of his hands, while the giant penetrated my mouth, his tip now reaching the end of my throat, trying to pry me even more open.

I came with a yelp, which was muffled by the cock. Shooting cum into the stone floor. Through the huffs, I could hear laughter. My cock refused to soften, keeping some of its firmness as the attack on me continued. My eyes rolled back as the other giant reached deeper and deeper into me from behind. With each thrust he invaded me over and over again, never slowing down.

I finally saw the ogre, he was behind the giant who kept pushing himself inside my throat. His cock was even bigger than the ones abusing me right now and it grew bigger with each stroke he made.

All of a sudden, I felt two deep thrusts against my muscular butt, which was then filled with warm and thick seed. His kinsman wasn’t far behind and shot his semen far down my throat. They both pulled out at the same time giving me a small breather. Haaf crouched and lift my head up.

“How is that, boss? have you had your fill?” he asked.

With panting whispers, I begged for more as the giant’s cum dripped down from my lips.

“As you wish, boss” Haaf said and I felt another cock entering me from behind. It must have been the troll, since it wasn’t as thick as the giant’s, but had more length. Expecting the ogre to step forward I was surprised to see someone else. Without my knowledge, more of my crew had joined in. The hogman in front of me, was slightly smaller than the fat ogre, but his porcine phallus was long and slithery. Eagerly, I took it in, relieved to have something narrower in my mouth. Both cocks slid into my gaping holes with ease and started to pump into me. Haaf continued to play with my nipples and I could feel someone taking my used balls between his wet lips. I groaned as I felt my cock getting hard again.

The Troll’s tip was wide and hitting me hard, making my belly bulge in the process. Someone else was also trying to slide into the same hole. The stubby tip spread me even wider and took turns with the other cock, yet having a shorter reach. The unseen man under me was soaked with my second orgasm. As the hog finished deep into me my belly began to swell from the amount of the cum I had in me. As everyone took turns, it grew larger and larger. In my fervor, I lost my count of how many times I had been used as a cum bucket. Between their turns, I was only given short pauses.

The ogre still hadn’t taken its turn, like it was waiting for something. I was sure everyone else in my crew had taken their chance, men finished earlier rested and came to ravage me again. Some of them shot their loads on me, making my tanned skin glisten beautifully in the evening sun. Their occasional rests let them abuse me for hours, giving me a chance to heal my worn holes with healing potions when needed.

I had my lost place as the group’s leader but had become something even better. I was their bitch and I knew somewhere deep in me that this was something I had always wanted.

Inspired by the troll and his friend, more of my crew began to penetrate my holes together. I felt like I could take in even more and started to plead for me to fill me entirely.

Somehow, three of my men stepped behind me and put pressure on my backside, forcing it to open for them. With a stable rhythm they pistoned into me as I was filled to my capacity. my moans drowned in cum the man before me shot into my maw.

Battering behind me made my guts shift from the tension. My legs trembled as fourth one joined in. I was sure some of them had someone else pushing into them. One by one they came and made my belly bulge from the weight of their seed. Haaf kissed my neck and purred into my ear “What a good whore you are, boss.” Once again he was hard and ready to take his third turn with me. with a smug look on his face. Hearing those words excited me. I had been given a great amount of knowledge about how to be a good slut. My protruding belly was the mark of pride.

I must have climaxed multiple times myself, throbbing cocks inside of me made me harden again and again. Feeling all kinds of sizes and shapes kept things fresh, I never knew what to expect next even though most had taken multiple turns.

As Haaf finished inside of me the Ogre finally walked to me and looked into my pleading eyes. He grabbed the pillar holding me down and easily lifted it off, letting me finally be free. Just as I was about to collapse, he grabbed me by the waist, making some of the cum inside me to gush out. He was longer than two men combined and wider than a table. The Ogre pulled me against his scaly skin and forced his forked large tongue inside of my mouth, reaching depths no other man had. His swollen tip was the size of my beefy thigh and it wanted to get in.

Slowly it began to split me open, making me even more chock-full than the four dicks before it. My worn body was nothing but a cocksleeve for the ogre as he pushed himself inside. My passionate moans echoed in the air. While spreading me open with his wet cock, the ogre spun me around for everybody to see my ever-bulging belly. The length of his member kept me from reaching the ground with my feet. With every two fingerbreadths he pulled me down he lifted me one up. I imagined his cock reaching my chest in my thirst, knowing it was impossible. As my cheeks finally reached his sack, he held me with both of his hands and began to soothe his aching rod with my body. The cum inside of me worked as lubrication as my walls squeezed him tightly.

The large veins pulsed inside me both of our bodies begging to be released. The Ogre hastened its movements splashing cum from my mouth, painting my skin whiteish. He let out a strangled roar as he pulled himself into me balls deep. Sizzling jets of seed exploded from his tip into me. The ogre grunted and inseminated me again, swelling my bloated belly more and more. My whole body shuddered as some of it forced its way to my throat and made me puke some out. The thick green-tinted goo forced out the loads of the other members of our group and replenished my body full again. Every pulse shot another load and had I been sane, I’d been afraid of drowning.

After seeing he couldn’t fit anymore into me, the ogre pulled me off and let me collapse onto the ground. Hot cum still pouring from his cock, it was meant to fill completely different mate, but I had been a satisfiable partner.

The men were tried, some had already left the terrace. My body kept expelling the excessive cum, yet my belly was too heavy to carry. I gasped air against the sticky floor, finally finding my fill. Tomorrow I would announce my stepping down, letting Haaf take my place and he would lead the group into a new golden era. I would stay of course. Let the men take their frustrations on me, show all the tricks they had in their minds, and be the bitch I was always meant to be.