Under the vampire Lord's protection-Chapter 507: Betrayed

It wasn’t right! No! It couldn’t be!

Why? Why would her body betray her in such a manner? 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Yes! Moan for these good men, slut!" Zarah kept on tapping Arabella’s face at times then slapping her hard out of the blue at others.

But those weren’t moans she was giving! Those were cries of sorrow! whimpers of despair as General Morris rearranged her insides.

"I can last all day long, bitch!" he groaned in her ear, "I will fuck this tight little cunt of yours until you cum all over me. If you don’t, I am not pulling this sword out of you,"

And he enacted that threat by doubling in intensity, hammering until the sound of clapping drowned the muffled whispers that her pussy murmured when sliding up and down his wet cock.

General Harold allowed her not a second of rest either, swirling his filthy tongue around her erect and tingling nipples.

Why? Why did it have to be that way? How could her body afford an orgasm in such an insulting context?

"Cum on that cock, whore!" General Morris growled louder.

"You heard the good man, slut!" Zarah slapped her again, "Stop fighting it and give in! Let all that pleasure flood you and then give it right back! Such is your calling, cunt!"

At that rate, there was no need for demands as her body had already decided to break faith with her.

The tension that had built up between her legs had simply become too painful to contain any longer and just like that... It burst out of her.

As if she had squirted liquid gold, all of the men’s voices blared, bellowing and cackling at her expense filling the room.

"There you go," Zarah hissed in a patronizing way, coming closer only to tap Arabella’s clit with her hand repeatedly, causing the young woman to twitch in Morris’s grasp, "See what good things can happen when you stop fighting your true nature?"

"Come now, Morris! You’ve had your fun! Breed that filthy whore and let us have our turn!" another man yelled from behind.

Meanwhile, all Arabella managed was to hang her head low in shame, letting it bob up and down freely as the general fucked her.

Morris did not relent for a second, violently rubbing his cock against every inner inch of her hole.

"Make me cum, whore!" he whispered through broken and hasty breaths.

"You heard the good man!" Zarah intervened, "beg him to cum inside you,"

After four hard thrusts, the old hag had enough of waiting for Arabella to comply and grabbed her by the hair once more, clenching a fist full of it so tightly that the young woman’s head was stuck up in a forward position, facing Zarah who stood behind the chair that supported General Harold’s weight.

"Are you deaf too, cunt?!" she screeched, "I said; beg him!"

"Please... Cu.... Please... Cum," she stuttered and stammered on every word.

"You can do better!" Zarah slapped her again, "Since your brain is far too underdeveloped to comprehend simple directives, I will spell it out for you and all you will have to do is repeat after me!" after yet another slap, she continued, "Say; please my good sir, shoot your hot, delicious cum inside my filthy cunt," she hissed.

Arabella exploded into uncontrollable sobs, squeezing her eyes shut as though that nightmare would end when she reopened them.

But it didn’t end. Instead, she received a much harsher slap across the face that wrenched an ugly scream out of her.

"Please... Please, my good sir...Shoot...," she had to pause in order to let out a few more cries, "Please, shoot your delicious cum... Inside my filthy... Filthy cunt,"

"Yes! Yes!" Morris growled, "You are such a good slut for me!"

His timbre kept on dropping in range and his cock pounded her hole the hardest it had until his muscles locked him in place after one, the strongest thrust inside her yet, rendering him into nothing but a spasming mess.

And then it hit her. It smeared her insides and filled her crevices to the brim... All warm and vomit inducing. He emptied his sack, dumped it all in her, leaving nothing but the throbbing and pulsating of his meat against her contracting walls.

The heat it exuded spread through every cell, every organ in her, causing her stomach to writhe and churn air.

"I am close!" General Harold finally let go of her nipples for a second.

"You heard him!" Zarah barked, "Do your job, slut! Beg him to cum for you!"

"Ple... Please, my good sir... Cum for me," her voice trembled with the rest of her twitching body.

"Hold her up!" Harold yelled out, "I am cumming! Keep her spread open and hold her up!" he addressed Morris who hadn’t yet let go of her.

He paraded her over Harold as asked and not a second longer after that, the general already had his cock in hand, furiously rubbing the drenched rod up and down, aiming right towards her womanhood before the same ungraceful convulsion that had taken Morris over did it to him as well, culminating in the swift discharge of white sludge spearing her clit first then continuing up her abdomen, only to end its journey on her tits where the General spilled most of his fluid.

Zarah could not help herself and aggressively rubbed the semen all over Arabella’s already defiled and disrespected body.

"You look just perfect!" Zarah nearly cried with joy, watching as chunks of sperm poured out of the young woman’s pussy.

"Bring her here! It’s my turn to have some fun!" the man sitting in the chair right next to Harold demanded.

They bellowed, hurled insults and spat in her face as well as body, but Arabella’s mind had already tuned it all out... shutting the curtains in an emergency attempt at saving her sanity.

As if all of that wasn’t enough, Morris did not let her down gently. The monster impaled her on the next violator’s cock so briskly that no part of her was ready to accommodate it.

Unfortunately for her, unlike Morris’, that man’s dick was both long and girthy, hitting her cervix fiercely at the first bump.

The world did not just swirl or blur... It went completely dark and mute.