<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hit Points: 76     Speed: 40 feet<br/>Saves: Fortitude: +9     Reflex: +6     Will: +2     BAB: + 11/ + 6<br/></div></div><br/>Yolande's orgasm was the signal for the chieftain to allow himself to release - not giving in as she had, but claiming her, completing his conquest.  She felt his cum filling her up - it seemed to do so entirely, and the added sensation made her own pleasure rise even higher, sustaining her orgasm even longer as his seed flooded her and began to be forced out around him, when she could hold no more.<br/><br/>After her convulsions, she barely moved as he pulled out from her, pulling a small flood out onto the edge of the altar and moving around before her.  At least he had proved what he needed to - so she thought, and then his hand in her hair lifted her head to face that enormous cock again, now slippery, shiny with his cum, and hers.  It was touching her lips, she didn't understand why.  And then he pushed, and her jaw was forced down, her lips stretched wide around the shaft, partially clearing it of cum that now coated her lips and spread down her chin ... and he didn't stop, filling her mouth, reaching her throat, and forcing down, stretching her open all along that still-hard shaft.<br/><br/>She spasmed, pulling against her restraints, legs kicking uselessly against the side of the altar, but his grip on her hair kept her firmly in place, with just enough pain to emphasize his control.  The taste in her mouth, the smell in her nostrils, the fluid sliding down her throat ... it was a mixture of his, and her own shameful contribution ... tasting herself for the first time.  But just as her body and mind were falling to him, so too her cum was overwhelmed by the strong, musky seed of the chieftain.<br/><br/>Her eyes rolled up, seeing the chieftain's triumphant face far above her - she saw his nod - and then her cry of shocked disbelief was lost as a "mmugghh" as the first of the many other hobgoblins helped himself to her dripping sex.<br/><br/>She could only breathe when the chieftain slid back, sucking in air desperately, gurgling and swallowing traces of his cum, before he rammed forward again, opening up her throat even more, making it bulge obviously and loosening her to accommodate him.  Her slippery, heated pussy was even more accommodating to the hobgoblin behind her, and his smacks on her ass made her jerk a little, little twitches on top of the back-and-forth movement as her body bounced between the two strong beasts.<br/><br/>She knew... she understood suddenly, with a new clarity, that the chieftain was no friend... he was taking advantage of her, and somehow... somehow he had clouded her mind, but that knowledge couldn't stop her from responding.   She had already been made to cum once - the first was the most difficult, and now her body was building up a new passionate peak, this rough use so unlike anything she knew, and it overwhelmed her ... the champion lost all control over her own body, her struggle to avoid the growing arousal lost before it began.  Her desperate, snatched breaths grew more husky, and with the full knowledge of her defeat by this enemy, another climax grew as she was used from both ends for their pleasure.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2018-03-03 22:52:39, victoria4 (uid: 37138) rolls: 1d20a8 DC: 17 Result: 25 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=115001)  Broken free of charm<br/></div></div>