Shattrah Happy Hour

Finally. Men. Leanda gave a happy little sigh when she opened the door to the inn and saw that it was filled to the brim, and the patrons were almost all men. And, lucky for her, she thought, they were of the right races. But then again, she had chosen this inn deliberately. It was the 'Burning Ox', famous for the large beef haunch that always roasted over an open fire, and the occasional whole ox turning on the spit on special occasions. For some inexplicable reason, tauren seemed to shun this inn, Leanda thought with a chuckle.
She liked men, but she preferred them furless.

She let her eyes wander over the people in the inn, some already having noticed her, not hiding their glances roaming over her body.
She wondered if they could see the dampness in her pants or her stiff nipples. Or the need in her eyes.
The elven rogue was horny like seldom before and desperately wanted to be used.

This evening, she had been invited by a wizard she'd done business with before, and who knew about both her relative wealth and her love for all things carnal. He'd told her he was hosting a little private show in his Gadgetzan abode. Entry expensive, but he promised that it would be well worth the money. Of course she'd have preferred something were she could participate instead of just being an onlooker, but she had been too long in the boring desert city, and any entertainment would be a reprieve from her dull stay in Gadgetzan, so she had agreed to come.
And the mage hadn't lied.
She was used to watching, and enjoying, a good strip, male or female, and the occasional on-stage fucking in those establishments in the shadier part of most cities, but she hadn't expected anything like the show the mage had arranged.
A sensuous draenei and an innocent looking young nightelf had fucked each other with dildos in all holes like she'd never seen before. They had rammed them into their little assholes and down their throats until they gagged.

The show had made her so unbelievably horny, she'd have loved to jump in and participate, but the rules of the game had been just watching, and nothing more. But once the show was over and the girls had gone, she had practically thrown her clothes off trying to get ravaged by the three males that had watched the show with her, but to her dismay they too had been so riled up by the display that they were worthless to her. The mage had obviously already come during the show, and the other two came before she could even get their pants off.

Angry, she had paid the mage to make her a portal to Shattrah.
But now, looking into the common room of the inn and it's roughly 40 patrons, she was happy. 40 was a much better number than three. Much, much better, in the naughty elf's mind.
Her breath came quicker, just thinking about what was to happen. Or what she hoped would happen. But she was fairly sure that she would get what she wanted. With her gorgeous body, she always got what she wanted.
And now she wanted to get used. Abused even. She liked it rough and dirty. Everyone has pussy-sex, she thought. But what about the other holes? She had two more of them, and they felt so good being violated.
Her thoughts drifted back to what she considered had been the best day of her life. The day of her sexual awakening, of the discovery of her dirty side. When she had learned just how precious those little holes were.

The day had begun bad enough. It would be the night of the spring feast, and she had been looking forward to it for weeks. Especially to the dance. For a chance to dance with her crush, and perhaps something more. She had been pretty young, just another inexperienced nightelf rogue, and it had taken her quite a while to come up with the money for the dress she hoped her crush would like to see on her. Or remove from her, she had secretly hoped. His name was Larandas, and he was tall and handsome and had a charming gleam in his eyes. She was completely infatuated by him and would do anything for him. And she would do anything this night to get at least a dance with him.
She had been waiting since before sunset on the place were the feast would be held, just outside the village, helping set up the decorations and lights. When, once the moon had risen, the music had started to play, and the wine had started to flow, she finally saw him, her heart started to flutter. But when she saw the girl at his side he had brought with him, her hopes were crushed.

Her sex partners before never managed to really satisfy her, always leaving her wanting for something more, something else. She had been sure that tonight, with him, would finally give her what she wanted. But he already had a woman, and she would get nothing. And all the money for the dress was spent in vain.
She was angry. She wanted to scream. She wanted to hit something. She wanted to hurt someone. But in the end she just drowned her anger and disappointment with the world in wine.

Once her mood had lifted somewhat from the alcohol and her eyes didn't bore like daggers into anyone who came near her anymore, she was approached by a young man. She wasn't surprised. With her looks, she was always quickly approached by someone. Just not the one she wanted. She sighed.

He asked her for a dance, and she accepted. She wasn't exactly impressed by him, but she didn't want to spent the whole evening alone with her wineglass either.
He, however, seemed to be quite impressed by her. Not that that surprised her very much, but he made it a bit too obvious by repeatedly brushing her with the erection in his pants while dancing. It was pretty clear that he wanted her, and when he made a move, she let him take her beyond the line of trees at the edge of the feast place.
She was still horny from imagining what she would do with Larandas for most of the day, and the alcohol did the rest, not that she really needed it, never having been shy around the other gender. And she could just imagine that it was her crush who was taking her, she thought, and that would be better than nothing. So she was willing to let him have her, hoping he wouldn't turn out to be as disappointing as her prior experiences, but not really expecting any positive surprises.

He hadn't spoken much before, not even offered his name or asked hers, and he wasn't any more vocal now. Once they were outside hearing range from the party, he just suddenly stopped walking. He wasn't much for foreplay either, ignoring her when she leaned forward for the make-out session before sex she was used to.
Instead he just started unceremoniously tugging on her dress until he had it over her head, and then pulled her panties down.
Before she could say anything, he suddenly shoved her back. With a yelp she fell down on the soft grass, and, still flabbergasted, didn't manage to say anything before a moan escaped her throat, when he threw himself on her, his weight on his hands pressing her arms into the ground and she felt him force his way into her pussy with one deep thrust.
He wasn't terribly big, but she still had expected such an action to hurt, but he slid fully into her with one motion, and all she felt was pleasure.
Being manhandled like this, just getting her clothes ripped off and thrown on the ground by someone whose name she didn't even know, had made her wetter than she'd been aware of, she had barely time to realize, until he started grunting, shoving his cock in and out of her lovehole with abandon, and she couldn't stop moaning.
It took just a few strokes, and a sudden orgasm surprised her. She went stiff and a wave of pleasure washed through her. She'd never come so quick before. The nightelf didn't seem to notice, or to care, and continued his thrusting, and she honestly hoped he wouldn't stop anytime soon, so she would get off again.
When he suddenly pulled out of her she felt a pang of disappointment, but when he said, in a commanding tone, "get on your hands and knees", her blood rushed to her ears and she complied immediately.
She had barely balanced herself on her knees when he pushed deep into her and started thrusting wildly again.

Her eyes unfocused on the grass below her, her moaning changed pace with his thrusting, when his short and quick thrusts turned long and deep. He almost pulled out completely, only to feed his full length into her dripping cunt.
She was lost in pleasure-land, barely registering anything else but the feeling in her pussy, when suddenly her backside exploded in pain. She screamed and lost the strength in her arms, her head landing on the grass.
He had pulled out completely and shoved his cock into her virgin asshole, hilting her completely in one deep thrust.
When the pain had subsided enough to let her eyes focus on him, she saw him looking at her face, his expression unreadable in the pale moonlight.
"Oops, i slipped", he offered, but didn't pull out, his whole cock still embedded balls-deep in her never-used-before little butthole.
Anger flooded through her. "You what?? How can you 'accidentally' impale my ass like this, you .."
But he interrupted her. "Oh come on, you liked it"
Hey eyes went wide. "What?? I never.."
But before she could say another word, he pulled out a few inches, only to grab her hips, and push himself forward, embedding himself again full-length in her rear. The pain wasn't as bad as the first time, but she still yelped and held her breath.
The male however didn't seem to care, and started jackhammering the rogue's little asshole.
She buried her mouth in the grass, muffling her screams, but to her amazement she felt her pussy virtually overflowing with her juices, and her screams turned to loud, uninhibited moans when the initial pain of the violent assfucking subsided and she fully realized the pleasure she got from it.
Each time he stabbed her tight butthole it felt better for her, and she soon found the initial pain well worth the amazing feeling she experienced now. If she had known it felt this good she'd have made some guy fuck her ass long before, she thought. Or wasn't it the assfucking itself that got her so hot, but the way the male did it, just recklessly violating her tight virgin asshole, using her like a fucktoy? Probably it was both of it, and she didn't really care at the moment, she just loved the feeling of getting her asshole drilled like this.

She'd all but forgotten Larandas, or anything else for that matter, when she, still moaning loudly, raised her head higher. She thought she saw something moving in the darkness and focused her eyes on it.
Her eyes went wide with shock for a moment when she saw that it was another male standing there. His trousers were at his ankles, and he had his cock in his hand, violently stroking it, watching her intently.
Her heart beat even faster than before and her breath came quicker. But after a few moments of shock, she somehow found it extremely arousing to be watched like this, getting her tiny ass fucked hard, and she moaned even louder.
But then the male came nearer, and she became rigid for a moment until shaken by the next deep thrust into her asshole, when she realized that the male watching her and stroking himself was her secret obsession, Larandas.
She couldn't believe her eyes, and wondered if he was a hallucination produced by her screaming state of mind, but almost stopped breathing when she heard the male still abusing her tiny asshole call out "Want to join in?"

Larandas hesitated for a moment, but then started hurriedly getting rid of his clothes and walking over to her.
He kneeled in front of her, his huge erection dangling in front of her face, her whole body still bouncing from the brutal jackhammering of her backside, and said "I always wanted to fuck you Leanda".
This time it were her ears she couldn't believe. She hadn't even known that he knew her name. She tried to say something, but couldn't form any words between the moans escaping the depths of her throat, produced by the sensations in her butt from the male fucking her, who had somehow managed to increase his intensity even more. She briefly wondered how he managed to keep going so long and so hard without cumming, but her attention was quickly taken by Larandas' cock whose tip was almost touching her face.
She quickly wrapped her lips around it, the vibrations from her moans making Larandas shiver and grunt.

But then the nightelf abusing her asshole suddenly leaned into her ass with all his weight, shoving her forward in a quick motion which made her push her mouth along the stiff cock in it, shoving it deep into her throat until her nose hit Laranda's stomach.
And at this very moment, Larandas' cock completely embedded in the depths of her throat, and the other male's dick deep in her virgin asshole, she came. It was the most earth-shattering orgasm she'd ever experienced, wave after wave rolling over her, her whole body trembling, the strength fading from her limbs. She would have fallen flat to the ground had she not been impaled on the two cocks.
She gagged hard around Laranda's cock, but still her orgasm went on and on.
After what seemed like an eternity of cumming, she finally gained her senses in time to feel Larandas pull his member from her throat. She gasped heavily for air, choking, but looked at him dreamily, utterly satisfied and happy, drool from the gagging running down her chin, her hair long matted with sweat from the reckless fucking.
It was too much for Larandas and he came, his cock still inches from her face exploding all over it. Again and again the white sticky mass shot against her, covering her forehead, nose, cheeks and chin, some even landing in her slightly open mouth.

It was heaven for her, being glazed like this by her crush.
She barely registered that her asshole felt empty, almost having forgotten what that felt like. Then she saw the male entering her field of vision. He grabbed her head and turned her face towards him, and shot his own cum all over it.
When he was finished her face felt completely glazed, but she loved it. She didn't really know why, she just knew she did.
The same way she just knew that she loved every single thing that had happened to her. Being manhandled and used like a toy. Being roughly fucked in every hole. Being speared in the ass and made to gag on a cock deep down her throat. At the same time. Getting drenched in sticky white cum.
Now she knew why sex had never been good for her. The men had always been nice to her. Nice and tame. And only used her pussy.
But know she knew what really got her off. She needed it rough. She needed to be used. She needed it in her ass and throat.

Larandas was sitting next to her, somewhat dumbfounded by the experience, just looking at her lying there in the moonlit grass, sweat shining all over her body, her face white with cum, and the brightest grin on her face.
The other male had left without a word. Or perhaps he had said something and she just hadn't registered it.
She didn't care. She felt pure bliss. She had never orgasmed like this, but she intended to do so again. Often.
She was a new woman, and she knew what she wanted.
Yes, this was the best day of her life. She was awakened. Reborn.


Since that day she had experimented a lot, mainly with Larandas, and come to really love anal and facefucking. But one man wasn't really enough for her, and she'd often invited other men, loving it the most to get her ass and throat fucked at the same time, and to be glazed in as much cum as possible.

Just thinking about being ganged up upon and roughly used made her forget time and space.
Just like it had happened now.
She suddenly became aware again of her surroundings, remembering that she still stood in the entrance to the inn.
People near the entrance were staring at her. Many of them, be it because of her sexy body or because of the lust visible in her eyes, were doing so in a lewd way.
'Well, they'll get a lot more to stare at', she thought, chuckling to herself, and made her way towards the middle of the room, her cheeks red, her nipples hard, and her pussy dripping, both from the fond memories she had just relived, and from anticipation for what was to come.



"Hello!", she said once she was standing in the middle of the room. A few heads turned her way, but most of the men didn't hear her, were to engaged in conversation, or simply to drunk to notice her.
When she jumped on the nearest table and yelled "Hello everyone!", more heads turned, but it was still too loud in the tavern, and not everyone noticed her.
However, when she suddenly yelled "I'm a little cumslut and I need to be fucked now!", the whole room fell utterly silent, and she had the undivided attention of everyone in the room. She grinned.
"Now that I have your attention: Would it so happen that there are a few men here who'd like to have intercourse with me?"
Everyone was dumbstruck and just stared at her.
But when she opened her shirt and displayed her bra-less chest to the room, and said, "Right now. And right here.", the crowd started whispering.
A gnome finally found the courage to say something aloud: "You aren't serious, are you?"
"Actually, I am. I really need to be fucked. And my motto is 'the more, the merrier'!"
People still stared open-mouthed at her, not believing their ears.
"You just.. want.. all of us.. to.. fuck you.. here in the middle of the inn? ", the gnome asked again.
"This can't be true", a bloodelf said, "you don't even want us to pay you?"

Leanda sighed. "I'm not a whore, but if it somehow makes you feel better, you may leave me a few pieces of gold once you're done with me."
She dropped her open shirt, and pulled her pants down, revealing the fact that she didn't wear any underwear, her shaven pussy visibly gleaming with wetness. Her scent wafted through the room and the eyes watching her went wider, devouring her beautiful body.
"So, who of you gentleman would like to have a go? Raise your hand!"
The murmurs in the audience stopped when everyone seemed to realize that she truly meant what she said, and one after another she saw hands rising, until every male in the room stood there like a little schoolboy, raising his hand. She had to laugh a little bit.
"Very good!", she exclaimed, consciously jiggling her breasts a bit.
"But! There are a few rules you have to follow, or I'm out of here before you can blink your eyes. First: while I'm sure you are all nice guys, I'm not yet ready to settle down and have kids, so my pussy is off-limits. You'll have to be content with my asshole and my mouth. Is that acceptable for everyone?"
When nods and shouts of consent filled the room she smirked, knowing exactly just how 'sad' everyone was to have to fuck her ass or face.
"Second: I'm not fragile. And I don't want anyone to act like I were. So if you want to put your cock into me, you'll have to do it like you mean it. I like it rough, hard and deep. If you can't do that, you better just jerk yourself off while watching those who can. I want to remember this night for a while. I want to be sore tomorrow. I want to be unable to sit or speak. Is that acceptable to everyone too?"
Again she smirked when bright faces nodded eagerly.
"And finally: as I said before, I'm a little cumslut " - her pussy tingled when she said it, she so loved referring to herself with this naughty word - "and I want it all over me. Try to keep it together till everyone had his turn with me, and in the end I want you all to glaze me in your cum. Now, can you live with these three rules?"
Yells of "Yes!", "Of course!" and other assertions flooded through the packed room.

She let her gaze roam over the mass of men, smiling.
"Well, then I'm yours to use and abuse", she said and laid down on her back on the table she had been standing on, bringing her butt to one end of the table and pulling her legs in toward her chest, exposing her tight holes, and hanging her head over the other end of the table, opening her mouth, the invitation clear.
The room erupted into movement, with everyone trying to get near her and pull his trousers down at the same time.

The lavender cock of a nightelf was the first she saw approaching. Her little speech had obviously had the desired effect on him. He was stiff like a board. Once she had embraced his cockhead with her lips he pushed forward, embedding himself half way in her. The next stroke brought him farther in yet, and the third one was far enough to finally make her gag.
This was what she had desired for hours, and she felt her pussy burn.
But when the elf pulled out of her throat again, she let him leave her mouth, raising her head and looking with a trace of anger to her right where some orc had grabbed her hand and was trying to make her rub him.
"Hey greenskin! Stop this! I'm not here to jerk you off. You're here to fuck me senseless! So go and put that thick thing of yours into my tiny little asshole were it belongs!"
The orc stared dumbfounded at her for a moment, but then quickly grunted something that sounded like 'yes', and moved away from her hand and towards her legs.
'Good', she thought, and dropped her head back. "And you, elf, don't hold back. Fuck my face like you mean it!"
He put his tip between her open lips. Then he grabbed her head and shoved his whole cock into her with one forceful thrust, embedding himself completely in her throat, his balls slapping against her forehead.
She gagged hard and felt an orgasm rising fast within her. A yelp of pain and pleasure turned into another gagging when the orc had reached her end and brutally shoved his cock into her unlubricated asshole.
She was in her favorite position, her throat filled to the limit and her asshole stretched wide around a thick cock, the evening's scene of the little nightelf gagging on a dildo vividly in her mind. Her orgasm came hard, her whole body shuddering from it, gaping for air when the elf withdrew from the depths of her throat for a moment. But he plunged right in again, the feeling, combined with the deep thrusting into her asshole the orc had picked up, prolonging her climax.
The elf began fucking her face in earnest, his speed soon almost matching the now frantic thrusts of the orc in her butthole.

She absolutely loved the feeling of getting her holes hammered like this, and tried to squeal in pleasure, but that only made her gag again on the cock in her throat. Not that she minded. It wasn't a real throatfuck if she didn't have to gag.
Both orc and elf then pulled out of her, giving her an opportunity to gasp deeply for air, ready for her next throat-invader, of which there would be many more she hoped. Her immense oral fixation and the naughtiness of the whole affair turned her on so much, she wanted to be used till she couldn't take any more.
"Come on, I'm your little fucktoy! Use me!", she almost screamed, but found the last word almost stifled when a new cock entered her maw. She waited for it to move down her throat, and was irritated for a moment when she felt balls hitting her forehead, but was still able to breathe effortlessly around the cock. 'Oh, a gnome', she thought, disappointed.
But when her tight rosebud was suddenly stretched extremely wide, making her gasp, her disappointment quickly faded, even more so when whoever was attacking her ass was not only thick but also long, his thrusts rocking her on the table.
She sucked hard on the small gnome dick in her mouth, and it didn't take long until he pulled out, obviously feeling his climax near but wanting to preserve his cum for the end, like she had wanted too. 'Good gnome', she thought, forgetting to breathe deep again and getting surprised by some new cock suddenly shoved down her throat hard. It was even longer than the elf, and she felt her throat bulge. She had almost no air left, but the feeling was exhilarating. And her asshole was still pounded mercilessly too. She moaned around the cock in her throat, gasping hard for air when it withdrew for a second.
But the human it belonged to was a serious man, and started fucking her throat seriously, plowing away with abandon, eyeing the bulge he produced in the girl's throat with every deep thrust.

She felt drool running out of her mouth and over her face. She tried to imagine how she looked, recalling a time when she had looked at herself in the mirror after a particularly nice and hard facefuck. Her whole face had been covered with drool, her hair clinging in strands to it, her eye makeup running down her cheeks, her eyes showing both exhaustion and exhilaration, her mouth slightly open, still panting, drool running out of it. It had been the hottest thing she'd ever seen, and thinking about it now brought her over the edge again. Another gorgeous orgasm rolled over her, rocking her whole body.
"I think she really likes this", the human still fucking her throat commented when he felt her throat constricting around his cock when she climaxed, and she tried to nod, hindered by his meat in her throat.

He was near finished and drew out, leaving her time to cough, while her head bobbed up and down, her whole body rocking from the brutal assfucking she was still receiving. She raised her head to see a draenei male push his thick blue member deep into her pink opening, his eyes clenched close and the look on his face strained.
She was still looking at him when he pulled out, only to be shoved to the side by a white haired bloodelf, who immediately pushed himself inside her asshole.
Unfortunately, she thought, he wasn't as big as the draenei had been.
She let her head fall back, eagerly awaiting the next filling of her tight throat, but looked up when someone jumped up on the table. It was a somewhat dull looking human, and before she could say anything, he had pushed himself into her wet pussy.
Not that she didn't like the double penetration, but she had set the rules for this night and she intended to have them followed through.
"What the hell are you doing?", she shouted at him.
He looked at her, part surprised, part sorry, like a puppy who knew he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't do.
"You really wanted to fuck me right now, but the other guy was faster?", she asked him.
He nodded.
"Well, my pussy is off-limits. But now that you're already here, you'll have to share with him."
"What?", he asked, not understanding her.
She sighed, managing to stay somewhat calm and eloquent even while having her ass fucked by the bloodelf - a skill she had acquired through long practice of being railed hard in the ass - and answered him, "My dear, I'm afraid you'll have to share my incredibly tight little tiny asshole with the guy already inside it."
His eyes bulged almost out of his head, but he quickly collected himself, and began fumbling with his dick, trying to push it inside her bottom next to the bloodelf.
"Come on, you can do it! I want both of your big hard cocks in my tiny asshole!", she encouraged him further.
After some more fumbling he found the right angle and pushed in hard, groaning loudly.
Her asshole stretched to new limits, she let out a scream of pleasure.

The guy in front of her head obviously couldn't take it anymore, and suddenly grabbed her head, yanking it back and pushing his cock between her lips, shoving it deep down her throat in one swift motion.
She almost couldn't believe how deep he went, realizing too late that it was a blue-skinned troll, and gagged hard, more drool shooting out between her lips and running down her face.
Being fucked in the asshole by two cocks at the same time, and gagging on one that was so incredibly long, she came again.
When her orgasm ripped through her body though, her sphincter clenched together so hard that it became too much for the human on top of her, and she felt his hot cum shoot into her ass. She loved the feeling, but was a bit disappointed, since it was one load that wouldn't land on her face.
Luckily the bloodelf seemed to manage holding it, but pulled out too, having reached the end of his endurance.

Only the troll remained inside her, but he was more than enough. He had begun pistoning in and out of her throat, his long member going in so incredibly deep that she had to gag every single time he thrust into her. But she loved it. There just was no other feeling like getting your throat drilled. Her drool ran wildly, running from her lips down her cheeks and dripping to the ground, while the troll jackhammered her mouth mercilessly.
The display seemed to be too good to miss watching too, since no one invaded her asshole for the moment.
The troll's low grunts and her almost continuous gagging and coughing sounds filled the room.
When he finally released her, she gasped in air for almost two minutes straight, until her breathing went down to it's normal rhythm again.
Some of the men cheered for the troll, and she grinned, drool still rolling down her face.

Suddenly she felt some hands grabbing her arms and legs, turning her around to lie on her stomach. She gasped when her hard, swollen nipples were pressed hard against the wooden table to support her weight.
Her stomach rested on the edge of the table, her legs hanging down, feet resting on the floor, when she felt a new pleasant intrusion of her little asshole.
But it felt different somehow. She looked back over her shoulder and saw that some human obviously had his finger in her backdoor, and a number of men were shuffling around him, murmuring amongst them.
When he noticed her watching him he gave her a grin and said, "We wanted to see how many of us can put a finger inside at the same time."
She grinned back, liking the idea. Why hadn't she thought of this before? Trying to get as many people as possible to finger her tight asshole at the same.
But her thoughts were lost when she felt the intrusion of more fingers, a loud moan escaping her when what she reckoned must be five or more fingers filled her.
"That feels good", she managed to say, before she had to groan when another two fingers pressed themselves between those already inside her sphincter to stretch her ass apart.
"Seven! Not bad!", the human shouted.
"But that's about enough", she panted, earning chuckles from the onlookers.
One after another the fingers withdrew, until only two or three were left inside.
But instead of leaving her, those fingers began to stretch her apart, opening her ass wide.
"Look at this lads, isn't this just gorgeous?", someone said, and she could see the awed looks of those who had a good look at her gaping asshole.
It felt exhilarating to her. Both the sensation of having her asshole stretched so wide open, and the feeling of so many hungry eyes looking into her deepest depths unhindered.
"Let me try something", she heard the human say, and felt the last of the fingers leaving her asshole, which still gaped wide open on its own, revealing her dark pink insides to all.
But just before it was closing again, she felt new fingers pushing inside. Once more she felt herself get stretched so wide that she couldn't suppress a throaty moan.
She realized that the human had pushed his whole fist inside her anus, and, once he was completely inside, even began to fistfuck her little asshole, to the cheers of the onlookers.
She moaned again. 'Damn, this feels so much better than it should', she thought, already feeling another orgasm on the rise.

But before she could cum, the human pulled his hand out of her ass. To the revived cheers of those surrounding him, he put three fingers of each hand inside her asshole and pulled wide open once more. It was almost painful, but the whole experience was so arousing to her that pleasure suppressed all pain she might have felt.

One of the men in front of her, who had failed to get around to watch her spread ass due to the sheer number of people crowding around her, gave his anger at not seeing anything of the display way by shouting, "Enough with her ass already. I'm sure after whatever you did there it will be sore enough, but I'm not so sure about her throat yet!"
She had to grin, and those men around him cheered.

Suddenly a dwarf hopped on the table next to her. "I have an idea!", he exclaimed, holding his leather belt in the air and grabbed her left arm.
"You!", he pointed at a troll standing next to the table, "Give me her leg!"
The troll did as he was told, grabbing her foot and pulling her leg up.
The dwarf then slung his belt around her hand and ankle, pulling them together and fastening his belt.
"Ooh I love this idea!", she said, having discovered a love for being tied up long ago.
Someone quickly produced another belt, and her right wrist and ankle were quickly bound together too.

She was completely immobile now, hands and feet in the air above her, soles pointing towards her head, her butt and chest raised upwards, only her stomach touching the table.
Like the dwarf had intended it, she swayed forward and backward easily now.
The position gave no access to her abused asshole, but would make for all the more enjoyable throatfucking, she thought happily.

And the eager dwarf thought so too, quickly getting a chair in front of the table to stand on, his crotch in front of her face.
She was surprised at his length, easily as much as most humans.
Grabbing her head, he pushed and pulled a bit, easily able to rock her back and forth on her stomach.
He gave a big grin, placed the tip of his cock on her lips, and pulled her head down, swinging the bound nightelf's body forward so that she impaled her tight throat on his cock.
He swung her up and down again and again. Each time she swung up, only the tip of his cock was left in her mouth, and each time she swung down it was shoved completely down her throat, her nose touching his stomach, sometimes making her gag and drool run down her chin.
When he was nearing his climax he pulled out before it was too late.

"Damn, this is fun!", she said between gasps. "Am I not a wonderful fucktoy?"
Everyone cheered.
"Well guys, I don't wanna be able to speak for the next week, so go ahead and fuck my throat good!"
Everyone cheered again, nobody able to really believe just how dirty this elf girl was.
But they did as they were told, all thirty men who hadn't had her yet lined up, and one after another they fucked her face.

Everyone absolutely adoring her gagging noises, it didn't take long for someone to come up with the idea of making a contest out of it, to see who could make her gag the most times before having to stop lest he came.
The poor gnomes and some dwarves had a hard time, not being able to make her gag once, but the better-endowed men really got into it, some pinching her nose shut, others just pressing her down on their cocks for up to a minute before letting her catch her breath.
But of all those in the room, the one who was the most into it was Leanda herself.
Every time she was made to gag it was like a tiny orgasm for her. And multiple times the gagging produced a real orgasm, thundering through her tiny body.
She was sure to take the idea of a gagging contest into her repertoire for the future.
But for now she was enjoying the current action.
She loved how rough they were with her, forgetting almost all concern for her in their efforts to 'win' their game.
They hammered her throat with force and abandon.
Sometimes she was just held down on a cock, gagging over and over until she was finally allowed to breathe.
The largest of the men just used their length, bobbing her up and down on their erections, making her gag almost every time she was moved forward and their cocks embedded themselves balls-deep within her raw throat.

And her drool was flowing in abandon. It had long ago coated her chin and was continually dripping down on the table edge and the floor, but the many cocks fucking her face had smeared it pretty much all over her face. But she loved the feeling. She felt like a dirty slut being abused by a lot of men, and these thoughts were almost as arousing for her as the physical acts themselves.

After all men were through with her, she was a drooling mess. Her face showed exhaustion, and she was breathing hard, sometimes coughing, but had a continuous wide grin on her face, like a drug addict or a child that was just promised a year's worth of strawberry ice cream.
The contest's 'winner' had been another troll, his massive length forced down her throat having made her gag more times than she could count. It had made her feel light-headed and awarded her another massive climax.

When they untied her, she almost had trouble standing upright.
But she didn't intend to keep standing anyway, so she just got on her knees and smiled at the men around her, everyone standing there, looking at her, visibly straining to keep from cumming.
"Thank you all, that was lovely.", she said, "thank your for the gorgeous ass and throatfucking. And thank you for holding it all in for so long. And now.. your release and my final present please".
She smiled sweetly into the round.

To sweetly for the dwarf who had tied her up earlier. He suddenly hopped in front of her and exploded, a thick shot of cum landing directly on her forehead. Leanda giggled.
Then an orc was standing before her. The one she had scolded for trying to get her to rub him off, she realized.
"Elf. You want to experience a new height of depravity?", he asked in his rough voice.
"Oh..sure", she answered, not knowing what he was playing at.
"Then watch this", he said with a grin and positioned himself in front of her, cock in one hand.
Then he did something she didn't expect.
He put his free hand on her face, thumb below her eye, second finger above her brow. Then he spread his fingers, pulling her eye wide open. And in just that moment he came, aiming at her eye, and hitting it with the second spurt, after the first landed on her nose.
It stung a bit, and she tried to close her eye, but couldn't, since he was keeping it open.
More cum shot out of his green appendage, shooting into her eye.
"Damn, this really is a new height of depravity", she said, the world gradually becoming drenched in white in her left eye.
The orc, finally spent, laughed and said, "And now be good little alliance cumslut and keep your eye open", and pulled his hand from her face.

"This.. is so nasty.. I.. I love it", she said to the astonishment of everyone around her, and fought the reflex to close her eye.

"You really are the dirtiest girl I've ever seen", someone said.
She laughed a bit, imagining how she must look right now. Her hair matted, her face covered in drool, cum on her nose and forehead, and her eyes wide open but the left one completely covered with hot cum.
The thought made her tingle.
"Ok who's next? I have two eyes!", she then said and put her thumb at her cheek and finger at her brow, pulling her right eye open like the orc had done.
It didn't take long for someone to loose it. A human just started shooting cum, quickly grabbing his cock and aiming at her, but too slow. His first spurt hit the floor, the second her belly, and the last one her cheek.
"Damn", he said, and Leanda giggled.
But a troll had better aim, and, unannounced, shot an unbelievable amount of his cum into her open eye.
When he was finished, she had trouble seeing anything behind the white curtain.
She was sure that cum in her eye should sting bad, but either she didn't feel it, or the arousal the depravity of it made her feel suppressed it.
Leaning her head back to keep the cum from flowing down, she asked, "who else wants to come in my eyes?"
The men, all so very near climax, didn't need to be asked twice, and encircled her, one after another shooting his load on her face, all aiming at her eyes, some of them actually hitting them.
And Leanda kept her eyes open the whole time, relishing in the feeling of her face being cum-glazed while she kept her eyes wide open, cum forming pools above them, barely allowing her to see anything.

When everyone had finished, she looked like a little cumslut indeed.
Her whole face was white, cum dripping from her chin, her ears, her nose, flowing over her shoulders and breasts, sticking in her hair. It was a sight to behold. A sight to remember.

But a sight that could not last.
The orgy was at it's end, and everyone knew it.
They produced cloth for Leanda to wipe the litres of drool and cum coating her face and skin off, and someone took an empty mug and deposited some coins in it.
Towards Leanda he said, "I reckon you wont be able to do any work tomorrow, or at least not sit on that sweet little ass of yours, or talk much with that pretty mouth, so it's only fair if we leave you something, no disrespect intended".
Leanda smiled and thanked him, and every single participant of the orgy felt compelled to chip in after such in incredible night.

When all was said and done, Leanda, her hair still sticky, walked out of the inn with more then a thousand gold, itching eyes, a sore throat, a sore pucker, and a huge, satisfied smile on her face.