The trio of men wrestle the defenseless woman to the center of their camp, pressing her face down on a low, exposed boulder with her arms pinned behind her back and rear presented as if in offering. One of them glances over his shoulder to the bowman who nodded them to seize her.<em>”Do you want first crack at her, boss?”</em>The man looked at her for a moment of consideration before shaking his head.<em>”You boys have your fun, I’ll keep an eye out to make sure nothing was following her.”</em>With permission granted, the trio growled deviously as they focused their lust back upon the woman and the other two in the camp followed their leader’s example, but not without casting several glances back to her in anticipation of their turn.<br/><br/>One of the men maintained their grip on her wrists, holding her flat against the rock while another yanked down her pants before removing them entirely.<em>”Just look at that tight cunt!”</em>One of them pressed their finger along her slit, experimenting to see if it was as tight as it looked and was certainly not proven wrong. There was no ceremony or courtesy behind their touches, they were brutes with a fresh prize they were eager to claim. The third remained near her head, loosened his belt and pulled out his swelling cock holding it several inches away from her face but close enough for it to be the entire focus of her sight.<em>”You better treat this with kindness, bitch. If I suspect you so much as consider biting down, I’m going to personally knock all the teeth from your head just to make sure that doesn’t happen. Got it?”</em>As distracted as she was by the threat immediately before her, she wouldn’t have realized the one immediately out of her sight until the thug already thrust himself to the hilt inside her pussy with a throaty moan; a thin layer of his saliva on his shaft helping to compensate for her lack of arousal. As she opened her mouth to cry out, the sound was cut short as a second cock took the initiative and thrust itself into her maw. Both her hips and back of her head were grasped by a pair of powerful hands, assisting in their greedy thrusts while also serving to restrain her in place.<br/><br/>After a few moments of heated masculine moans, there came a sound from under the cloth covered object that sounded like a mix between a throaty growl and a laugh. The apparent leader immediately grabs a large stick from a pile that was resting nearby and flung it against the shrouded shape that impacted with a<em>thunk</em>.<em>”I told you, I didn’t want to hear another sound from you so shut up or we’ll get the spears.”</em>No further sound was made in response to the threat.<em>”That’s right, just remember who your betters are, filthy beast.”</em>