<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/15mgaiP.png?1)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Sparrow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585650#msg13585650)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Group 1<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>monk garments (https://i.imgur.com/Sq5Quod.jpg) (chain mail under clothing)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>HP- 14/20    Flow- 0   XP- 3/8<br/><hr/><br/>Sparrow gulped as satyrs descended upon them like a furry tidal wave, the duo quickly finding themselves in a raging whirlpool of flesh and violence. And for a brief moment, if only a few seconds, the pair looked as though they just might be able to do it, fists and flails flying in a desperate and noble last stand. Unfortunately there would be nothing noble about the fate that would soon befall them. The boy gasped and grunted as he futilely attempted to deflect the barrage of blows coming at him, the Satyrs tearing at the fine material of his robes with sickening ease. Smooth patches of rich, chocolaty skin were revealed to the open air, and the boy's ass, which could only be described as "succulent" was finally freed of it's skin tight prison. The satyrs surrounding him nearly drowned on their own drool upon seeing it, all of them fighting for real estate as they all went to grope and spank and play with. Each squeeze and sharp slap causing the boy's posterior to jiggle enticingly, only further encouraging his tormentors.<br/><br/>Now while Sparrow hadn't given much time or attention to matters of a more carnal nature, if one had ever asked him how he would like to lose his virginity if he did he would certainly have a few answers. Like on the day of his wedding with the love of his life, or in some quiet, romantic spot where they could just slowly appreciate one another's beauty and affections. He was a bit of a romantic, so understandably "being raped with a stick" wasn't particularly high on his list of ways he wanted to lose his chastity. But life was a cruel mistress, almost as cruel as the mistress battering his tight hole with a penis shaped club. Needless to say the boy was left sore and aching afterwards, sure they had been sure to touch his other parts, and there had been a few times where the wooden phallus had felt kind of good (repeatedly stabbing someone's prostate is bound to elicit a few good responses eventually), but there was no way a fucking that dry and that rough was going to come out as a net positive experience, especially for a hole as tight and previously unexplored as his own.<br/><br/>When the boy spotted Anahita and Alexander tearing their way through the pile of satyrs Sparrow was ready to leap up and give them each a big hug and a kiss...unfortunately the pole up his ass had robed him of most of the feeling in his legs so that would have to wait, "thank goodness..." Sparrow muttered as it was finally over, giving a small wince and a muffled gasp as the toy was dislodged from his morning star. With Maya's help the boy was able to get to his feet, though with his legs still shaky he had to lean against the larger woman for a moment to keep himself upright, "while I may be making this observation with the benefit of hindsight...I don't think that was very good plan..." he muttered to the warrior woman, following her gaze down to his own body and letting out an embarrassed little squeal, his hands shooting down to try and cover his now completely exposed body, especially his surprisingly decent sized member, a deep blush breaking through his dusky cheeks.<br/><br/>The boy was made to stand there awkwardly and watch as Maya and Anahita both took out their frustrations on the satyrs, doing the exact same things to them that the beasts had been intending to do to the party. It was a bit disturbing honestly, seeing their anger mixing with lust as they spitefully had their way with the creatures, and while Sparrow was far from feeling sorry for them, he did feel a tad uncomfortable seeing what two of his companions were capable of, "Ummm...guys..." the boy muttered, having no idea what to say in a situation like this, deciding to just shuffle back and try to avoid their gazes as they...well, did what they needed to do, which became impossible as Anahita in particular seemed to zero in on him. The boy shivered as he couldn't shake the creeping feeling that she was imagining him in the satyr's place, though why she would do that he had no idea.<br/><br/>The young boy shot Anahita as small frown at her sudden accusation, implying he had willingly allowed the satyrs to take him as they had, "That was hardly an experience I'd like to repeat anytime soon...or ever for that matter..." Sparrow protested, reaching down with his free hand to rub his still sore bum, "wait...Chains is missing!?" the boy exclaimed, not even having noticed her disappearance amidst everything else going on, "well what are we waiting for? we need to start searching for her right away, who knows what might have happened to her down here" he quickly adding, motioning with both arms for them to make haste, briefly forgetting his nudity as he did so.<br/><br/><br/><br/>