<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/8QkQE7g.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Kyoko (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13586730#msg13586730)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Ishmael, Jon<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Kyoko swallowed a bit as the massive dryad seemed to consider her offer, wincing as the man pawwed at her breasts and dug his fingernails into her.  She arched her back and squirmed slightly.  She let out a gasp as he pushes her leotard to one side and begins roughly fingering her, biting her lip demurely as she twitches her hips trying to squeeze her legs together, her struggles doing little but entertain the creature as he continued plunging more and more fingers deep within her depths.  When the third finger forced its way in, Kyoko could only gasp and gape down, her cheeks reddening slightly.  As a fourth finger forced its way within her, she let out a tiny shriek of protest and thrashed her hips, droplets of sweat breaking out on her brow as she fearfully considered the possibility the creature intended to split her open with one of its massive fists!<br/><br/>Blessedly, the creature pauses, eventually accepting her suggestion but... despite his words, the creature's hands seem to redouble their attempt to dominate her sexually.  She feels rough fingers slamming themselves deep within her pussy while the other roughly squeezes and tugs on her tits.  She bites her lower lip softly as the the relentless attention on her pussy begins to overwhelm her revulsion and send twitching waves of pleasure rattling through her hips.<br/><br/>Abruptly, the dryad seemed to notice her excitement and, strangely, seemed deeply offended by it.  He ripped his fingers out of her pussy and began savagely twisting her nipples between broadhanded slaps across her breasts.  She let out a shriek and twisted back and forth, only to end up bent before the creature, her ass and pussy taking a savage spanking, the creature seeming to delight in marking her most sensitive bits with notable bruising before letting her go.  She shrieked and kicked and squirmed and glowered, but could do nothing but wait as flashes of pain whipped through her hips and breasts.  <br/><br/>After several moments, she found herself half-pushed deeper into the grove to a treasure chest, her breath coming in deep gasps and her arms squirming slightly, deeply wanting to reach between her thighs and massage some of the pain of her treatment away, but her arm restraints prevented her even that solace.   The Dryad then unceremoniously ripped off her leotard, even taking the time to remove the woman's boots and, with a scoofing laugh, toss her dagger to one side.  Kyoko simply responded by giving the Dryad a haughty glower and bit her lip slightly... the man having already explored her most private bits as completely as a man was able and so bareing them to the world was hardly embarrassing at all!<br/><br/>What came next, however, had her reeling ineffectually away.  The Dryad pulled a strong metal collar from the chest and, grabbing a thick fistful of Kyoko's mane and held her head still so he could attach the band.  Kyoko twisted and turned and struggled, squeaking in fear.  She was supposed to be the one in charge, she was supposed to be the one who determined what people could do to her and what it would cost them to do it... she was not... not not not not not supposed to be a slave!  Her struggles were short-lived however, all too soon she found herself wearing both a collar and matching wrist-cuffs.  Her hands are bound tightly behind her and she finds herself kneeling with the dryad's thick cock pressing forcefully into her cheek.  She took in a deep breath, the scent of the man's eager seed overpowering her senses.  She clenched her fists for a moment but then nods...  she knew she had to make Jon and Ishmael accept her or she would find her future as little but a mounted pussy to be used by these creatures...<br/><br/>Minutes pass and she finds herself escorted into the Dryad's garden, the tauntness of her cuffs forcing her arms back and causing her already engorged breasts to jut forward as if on display.  Her pussy very lightly glistening and hareless from all the attention it had recieved earlier and, of course, the faint pink blush of a bruise showing on her most sensitive flesh.  Her eyes widen slightly as she looks slowly around... the sheer lasciviousness of the environment overwhelming her and then she actually stops upon seeing the completely unexpected sight of Ishmael in a man-pile, hesitating just long enough to earn herself a savage yank from her collar.<br/><br/>She blushed... everywhere.  She hadn't really minded being exposed by the Dryad... he had already seen everything but... Jon and Ishmael really brought the reality of her subservience to bear.  She took a deep breath as she was introduced and... offered... and then swallowed softly, summoning up a reserve of courage before boldly stepping forward and pressing herself into Jon, her pert nipples dragging across the man's chest as she stands upon her tippee-toes to whisper into his ear.  </em>"It seems you have made the better choice this day and I find myself in a position to pay with my body to enjoy your wisdom... take your prize and then let us hit the road once more..."<em>She flashed her brown eyes to Ishmael, offering him an unsure smile</em>"You... as well... have the right to demand payment... if such a thing would please you?"<br/><br/><em>She swallows slightly... if Ishmael wasn't interested in her then Jon may well become her only chance to avoid becoming a breeding bitch!</em>