The sensations of being filled in such a lewd way while her body was so wonderfully toyed with made the young priestess shiver uncontrollably. It was almost too much to bear as he pushed in harder, stretching her even further. Tamaska could feel the eyes on her, thoroughly enjoying the view as her struggles to accept the foreign sensation became struggles to get more. Sweat dripped over her flushed blue skin as her hips jerked slightly, trying to force more into her tight little backside. The cheers got louder as her movements got more deliberate. Clearly they were greatly amused by her continued descent into debauchery.<br/><br/>All the while her tongue and throat massaged the man in front her. She smiled around the length as his trembling quest for release eclipsed even hers. Her smile turned to a frown as he took a hard grip of her hair and jerked her mouth free of him. She looked up at him and watched his head fall beck. The next instant her eyes clenched shut as steamers of white splashed hotly across her face. She felt so dirty and aroused as another and then another soaked her delicate features. She blushed as she realized she was again purring and the blush deepened as she remembered Bahiyya's comment when she had done that before.<br/><br/>Again the men howled in pleasure at watching her shaking and her arms shaking as she thrust her sexy ass back into the blonde man’s hard thrusts. She was very clearly presenting herself to his every whim and with her mouth clear her pleading cries fill the small space. The need in those cries served to whip the men into a greater frenzy. The blonde man strummed her sensitive nub and roughly massaged her firm breast as he kept a steady pace taking her from behind. No matter how Tamaska turned she was being pleasured. He had her effectively trapped against is body and her squirming only served to make their slick skin slide together in a very arousing display. The man’s pace slowed as he drew out his pleasure, making sure that the panting troll under him felt every inch, every vein and bump as he worked back and forth.<br/><br/>Soon Tamaska’s cries had degraded into whining gasps of need as the heat grew more intense. Her body was being expertly played so that she was on edge but not being allowed her release. Every time her hips would jerk, either seeking to grind her nethers against his hand or to grind back onto him, He simply moved with her, denying her release. With each moment her noises got more breathless and more desperate until she was simply mewling and undulating her hips. This, coupled with the way her glazed eyes slipped over them, had all the men in the room salivating as the instinctive sexual dance continued. Tamaska’s pretty cum-painted face blushed as she saw the men eagerly watching, even the one bearing the satisfied grin that looked as though he would prefer sleep to another round with her supple form.<br/><br/>When her eyes managed to focus on Emberspike, the priestess blushed deeply. His eyes seemed to never blink, just drinking in the debauchery. The smirk on his face as he puffed on his smoke and the immense bulge he sported made the formerly innocent young trolless smile. Clearly she was living up to expectations. With her eyes on his she began to clench her overly stuffed back passage. She heard the man behind her exhale sharply and she herself hissed as the pain flared up from her tightened tunnel. The man seemed incapable of holding himself back anymore and took a firm grip on her rounded hips.<br/><br/>Tamaska focused on clenching and releasing her muscles, wanting to push her abuser over the edge. His harsh breath in her ear and the sound of sweat-soaked flesh slapping together filled her ears and under the force of his thrusts she dropped to her elbows. Her back arched, breasts swinging slightly under her as she simply endured, dripping with arousal and shaking in need. The puddle between her quivering thighs was now very noticeable and the laughter she heard from the other men as she squirmed even more, a slave to her baser urges, made her bite her lip in a vain attempt to stifle further noise.<br/><br/>It was all for not as, with a mighty growl, the blond man hauled her onto his savage thrust forward. A shriek of pain edged with pleasure exploded from her throat as he exploded into her. The feeling of wet heat flooding into the pit of her stomach was alien and she whimpered as the heat grew with each pulse of his shaft deep inside. Hoarse, rattling gasps filled the room as she tried to catch her breath and he slowly withdrew after giving her a peck on the cheek. With a slurping pop audible to all in the room, he was freed of her tight, pleasuring backside. Tamaska heard one of the human make a joke about her lovely bottom not wanting to let him go. That and the feel of his seed leaking out of her abused backside had the troll blushing worse than ever.<br/><br/>The laughter continued as she saw feet step up beside her. As the square jawed man laid down she realized that her hips were rocking still, even though there was no man there. His growled command was immediately obeyed. Tamaska had no choice; her only priority was to relive the burning need between her legs. To that end she straddled the man, reaching to position him with the intent of impaling herself on his rod. When the head pressed into her and she let her legs react, she wailed in frustration as his big, strong hands caught her hips and only allowed her to slowly descend. Tears slid over her cheeks as her frustration reached a boiling paint, not that the men found anything be further amusement at her suffering. Her lip quivered as she sniffled, breaking further for her assailants.<span style="color: indigo">“Please, please no, you cannot stop me. By the light! Please please give me what I need, what I crave. I have been good, done everything you wanted me to!” </span>She whined, her sobs only serving to tighten and release her slick tunnel around her newest lover.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>