"Ah, here we have Milah, a low elf boy, fresh from the slave market. He's a pure virgin, never been touched by man or woman. He has no idea what he's in for tonight. Did he hope to be bought be a kind mistress? Perhaps ordered to tend to the animals or tidy up a few rooms? Oh dear, he must be so disappointed to find himself naked and surrounded by Tainted monsters..."
The boy stopped a few feet away from us, and just stared.
"Hey Milah, welcome to the party," I said, giving him a wry smile.
"We're all dead, aren't we?" he said gloomily.
"Well, Foxy over there has got her eye on you... but there's probably enough pussy around here to distract the others at least."
The boy nervously looked over his shoulder at the furry fox lady. He gulped.
"Hey man, I don't think we can fight this. Just accept that you're almost certainly going to be raped by her. It might not be so bad. She looks pretty scary, but even an ugly girl feels good on the inside. Don't fight her and she might not hurt you. Close your eyes and pretend it's a nice cute elf, and you might even enjoy yourself a little," I said encouragingly.
"What about you?" he said nervously.
"Oh, Chloe and me are probably going to get ripped open pretty bad. Those dicks are no joke..." I said, shrugging casually. "Only Pink over there looks like a halfway manageable size and she's still probably big enough to hurt us if she's anything less that perfectly gentle. Yeah, I'm pretty sure we're going need some healing magic by the morning."
"I wish I didn't agree with your assessment, Mistress..." Chloe murmured. "Unfortunately, you're probably right. I can only hope my suffering pleases our captors."
I heard the catgirl scream and finally break, diving forward out of her cage. She curled up in a fetal position in the dirt, clutching the singed toe beans on her pawlike foot. I looked inside her cage. The floor was starting to glow a dull red by this point, she'd held on an impressively long time.
"Oh my, it looked like a stray cat girl has joined our party of intrepid adventurers. Meet Ginny everyone, she's just a scared little girl, sold to us by a master that didn't want her anymore. She has quite the lovely screaming voice."
The poor catgirl was still curled up in a ball on the ground, weeping heavily and muttering incoherently.
"Hey Ginny," I said gently, walking up to her.
"Please... please, I don't want this... I don't want this... I'll be good, please just give me a chance to be good..." the murmured.
I gently patted her on the head. She flinched and stared at me in horror as if noticing my presence for the first time.
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"Hi, I'm Tyler," I said gently.
"Why is this happening to us?" the cat girl cried.
"Because this entire world is cruel and awful and FUBAR... that stands for Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition." I explained patiently.
"FUBAR," The catgirl agreed.
I glanced at the wolf girl who still hadn't left her cage. She was clinging to the bars of the cage door, avoiding the burning floor while still not daring to set foot outside. But upon shifting her weight, the unlatched door slowly creaked open. The wolf girl whined in despair still clinging to the, now fully open, door. She had no protection, and never actually did. A few of the men laughed at the sight.
She whimpered in frustration, and let go, landing on the dirt. She looked at the burning floor of her cage longingly.
"Ah the Bethany the wolf girl finally joins her friends... I thought wolves were supposed to be pack animals, where's the fellowship? What a naughty puppy, maybe she needs to visit the rack again..." Lord Tony teased.
"Noooo! Please! Anything but that!" the wolf girl screamed in abject horror.
Bethany the wolf girl started walking towards the centre, "I'll... I'll be good... I'll let the monsters fuck me..." she whimpered.
I led Ginny over to the group, the wolfgirl staggered up to us as well, joining us in our circle of doomed rape victims.
"Hey, Bethany, right?" I asked.
"Yeah..." the girl replied in a quiet monotone.
"Okay," I gestured to myself and my elf. "Listen, Chloe and I are immune to Taint corruption, totally immune. The only thing that will happen to us if we get raped here is a little bit of pain and some wounds that'll heal with magic. If you want to survive the night without corruption, lead anyone that's pursuing you over to us and we'll try to draw their attention."
"Y-yes, thank you," Ginny said.
The wolf girl sighed, and gave me a defeated look, "It... might be better if I don't survive the night with my mind intact. It would be a mercy... an end to the pain. I... I can't go on the rack again... I just can't..." she whimpered.
I looked at the poor defeated girl, at a loss for words. I wanted to try to coax her out of her suicidal thoughts but... she might be right. If there was no rescue coming for her, then she would be tortured here until she died. Hope was cruelty. I wanted to say we'd help her during our own escape, but... I couldn't really make that promise. I still had no idea how to actually escape.
"We can only make the offer," Chloe said gently.
"W-what about me?" the boy whimpered.
"Sorry dude, Foxy seems a little fixated on you. I don't think any amount of pussy we could offer could coax her away. But if one of the dickgirls starts molesting you, you can try to send them over to us." I offered.
The elf boy hung his head in resignation.
I sighed. This was going to be a long night.
Lord Anthony clapped his hands to get everyone's attention again, "Now that our intrepid group of adventurers has gathered, we're almost ready to start the show. Now, if you know me, you might be asking yourself, 'Why didn't old Lord Tony add a dark elf to the mix? Aren't they his favorite?' And you'd be entirely justified in asking that question. You see, I have a bit of a surprise in store. Seeing the dread on a poor victim's face as they contemplate their fate is fun, but some of my favorite victims of all time are the ones that weren't expecting anything bad to happen to them. There's no moment more beautiful than when victim realizes that their worst nightmares suddenly became real..."
Without warning, Lord Anthony grabbed the slavegirl to his left, which just so happened to be Lothelea, the one who fed me this morning. He gripped her firmly by the hair, and dragged her forward. She screamed in terror and panic as Lord Tony flung her over the bannister. She fell down into the raping pit, landing flat on her front, face in the sand.
I winced, but it looked like she'd survived the fall at least. Lothelea groaned and wobbled back onto her hands and knees.
"W-what?" she gasped in horror. "M-master... have I not served you well?"
"I forget... which one are you again?" He asked.
Tears started falling down her cheeks, "L-Lothelea... I've been yours for five years... never disobeyed even once... You said you liked my breasts... And I was even on sucking duty for you this morning... You pet my head and called me a good girl..."
"Oh Lothelea! You were one of my favorites," he said, suddenly recognizing her. But then he shrugged, "What a shame, you're going to be completely ruined after this."
The elf maid broke down and sobbed in despair.
"Now then!" Lord Anthony clapped his hands, "We have our dramatis personae... Tyler the rare and incorruptible Aasimar. Bethany, the tortured wolfgirl who wants the pain to stop. Ginny, the pathetic whimpering catgirl. Chloe the kind and gentle high elf. Milah, the innocent and untouched low elf. And Lothelea, the perfectly faithful and thoroughly betrayed dark elf."
Lord Anthony held the back of his hand to his forehead dramatically feigning a swoon at the sheer tragedy of the situation.
"The scenario is thus: Our travellers find themselves caught outside the walls, stranded in the wilds under the light of the full moon. It is the Night of Monsters. Regretfully, they find themselves without weapons, magic, or even clothes, aside from what our dear Lothelea is wearing. What an unfortunate twist of fate. Whatever shall our poor unfortunates do when the monsters come for them?"
Lord Anthony flourished his hands, and the rape monsters' cage doors unlatched and popped open.
"Let's find out!"