Setsun, under any normal circumstance, would have screamed out in pain and agony as the man rammed into his beaten hole, stretching him almost back to the point that the Tireless had done. Instead, thanks to the drug (which the giant would be very wise to package and produce) his mind only latched on to the feeling of intense penetration, causing him groan loudly in pleasure and his cock to jump. His sound was not to last long, though, as in front thrust back into him. Spit-roasted by the two lewd guards, Setsun's drug-influenced body is in heaven, thrusting back to meet one man's humping, and forward to meet the others. Soon the perverse rythem is in full effect, and Setsun is groaning up a storm, his ass clenching around Jarek's cock like a glove, and slobbering and choking on Marek's.