Native Spirits Bundle: (BBW, Werewolf, Rough, Western, MMF)

by Claudia Balvenie

Why did it thrill her so?

  The whips from the belt had continued, but the pain was dulling. Instead the realities of her situation were taking over. She was alone, surrounded by men who planned to do dastardly things to her. Things she'd not imagined, having been nearly an old maid. She had given in to the darkness. She craved it. She desperately wanted someone, anyone, inside of her. Her insides constricted, begging to be used.

  “Please...” she said, weakly, while the men were engrossed in her whipping. No doubt they could see the red welts forming. They were talking amongst themselves about her body.

  “Please?” The sheriff asked, chuckling.

  “Please, the belt, stop!” She looked into his eyes, and then to the mayor's. “Please, begin the real punishment!”

  They looked to one another the sheriff laughed again. “You may not be a witch, but you're certainly a whore.” He unbuckled his gun belt and handed it to the mayor, slowly pulling down his pants, just enough to whip his already engorged member free.

  He smacked her in the face with his manhood, laughing darkly. She could do nothing, helpless as she was in the stockade. “This what you crave, you little Jezebel? This how you like it?”

  She nodded once, as he struck her cheek again. She could feel the faint line of his early juice as it trailed down her face.

  “Well, boys, I just can't turn down that pretty face. Let 'er have it!”

  With that, he jammed himself between her lips.

  Only a few days ago, Emma had never known of all these different sexual acts. A man putting himself in a woman's mouth, for example. It was not something she'd considered. When her mate had suggested it, she believed him truly savage. She believed this was something only the uncivilized might do. And yet here was a leader of their town, stuffing his thickness inbetween her lips, searching for pleasure.

  Behind her she could hear arguing over who would be first. It was a moot point, the stranger before had already tasted her flesh. But it was the mayor who moved away from watching the sheriff taking her and demanded that he would be the first.

  “After all, I'm in charge around here. I should get something for it...” He claimed.

  Her hands clinched and released as she reacted to the assault upon her mouth. She could do nothing to stop him. She was utterly subject to his whims. Of course, if she just made a specific movement, her mate would charge down and put a stop to this “punishment.” She held off, still curious as to how far these men would go.

  She felt her lower lips parting as the mayor shoved his fat appendage inside. She felt her body clinch around it, it was far thicker than the man before, but the shortest she'd ever had. She felt his balls as they settled against her own heated pearl, and wondered why he wasn't as long as the others.

  It didn't matter, he pumped the same as all other men. She felt him leaning heavily above her, his thick hands braced against the wood of the stock. Over and over he slammed that huge body against her, his overabundance of flesh slapping against her body with each thrust. The sound was obscene, but the crowd quickly covered it with hollering and drinking. More curtains were pulled back. She even spied a door or two open, and someone step out.

  Still the mayor was clearly having a good time, as the squeals of delight that escaped his lips would attest. She felt him working up a sweat, felt that disgusting juice dropping down onto her back and moistening her body wherever it touched.

  And so she was being used, while a whole group of other strangers watched and cheered her on. She knew she should feel ashamed, but she didn't. No, instead she was impressed that she could satisfy so many men. They would be thinking of her and this night for the rest of their lives. Hell, so would she.

  The sheriff too leaned against the wooden stockade as he thrust in and out of her lips. He seemed intent on watching, as her saliva coated him and let him ease in further and further.

  But there were so many men, and this night was going to be long. Even though she enjoyed it, she needed them to hurry. She clinched down upon the mayor, clamping upon his fatness that invaded her canal. At the same time she began to suck upon the sheriff, hard.

  Neither had expected her actions. Neither were prepared. It was the mayor who lost control first, pulling out of her and spraying his seed all over her back and rear. She was surprised at how much there was, how hot it was, as wave after wave coated her. The sheriff slammed his fist down on top of the stockade, cursed, and lost himself in her throat, erupting deep inside, forcing her to swallow the whole load.

  The two of them pulled away and were quickly replaced by others. A man she knew as the butcher was suddenly inside her mouth, filling her full. Yet another unknown had pushed his way inside of her. The mayor and the sheriff had cleaned themselves up, tucked themselves away, and settled nearby to watch the rest of the show.

  The butcher was having a grand time, smashing into her face. He grabbed either side of her head and moved her up and down, using her body to coax his own pleasure. Behind her, another stranger had smashed himself inside of her, eagerly pumping away.

  She took a moment to take it all in. The night was dark, the only light came from the saloon. It was quiet, as it would seem all the patrons had come outside for the show. She was surrounded by these rough, dirty men. Their smells filled her nostrils with the thoughts of livestock and dust. It was not the clean, masculine musk of her king. As one would explode behind her or down her throat, another would quickly take his place, all of them using her for their own filthy pleasures. One even missed her hole, managing to stick himself in a much darker place, much to her chagrin. That was painful, but he seemed to enjoy it, just the same.

  So many men stood around her, running their fists up and down the lengths of their manhoods, waiting for their turn to use her holes for their own advantage. Some where feeling her ample breasts, squeezing at her nipples. Others, who'd already used her, stood nearby eagerly watching, perhaps gearing up for the second round.

  That was when the attack began.

  CHAPTER 5

  The men of the city were almost all in that small clearing, watching her being used. So engrossed were they in the proceedings that they did not realize they had been surrounded by wolves.

  The first man to notice began to run, only to find another wolf. Another turn, and another wolf. He screamed in fear, pulling all the rest of the men into reality.

  A huge creature emerged from the darkness. Far taller and more muscular than any of these men, he was a demonic sight to behold. His entire body was covered in fur, his head that of a wolf. Yet he stood on two feet, like a human. His hands and feet were claws, and his manhood lay prominently before them all.

  The one inside her canal pulled out at the sight, quickly tucking himself in. The one at her lips did not seem to notice, he kept plowing away, inching towards his orgasm. His head was thrown back in ecstasy. The Wolf King silently moved towards him, tapping a clawed hand upon his shoulder.

  The man jerked back in surprise, ripping himself free of her mouth. He then stumbled backwards, trying to get away from the monolithic creature.

  “You dare to punish my mate?” He asked, simply, his low voice rumbling.

  The mayor recovered the fastest. He was at his feet, staring down the Wolf King.

  “Now see here, you... beast... this woman has stood accused of witchcraft! Everyone knows the appropriate punishment!”

  “Is burning.” The Wolf King stated. “Even I know that, and I'm not one of your people.”

  “Now, see here,” he began, flustered.

  “Take them prisoner.” The Wolf King stated, simply. The wolves contracted the circle around the men. A group of his human warriors followed closely behind, carrying ropes. They began the process of binding all the men.

  “Check all of the houses, take them all. We will find...” He looked down to Emma's curvaceous form, having been so ill used. He smiled darkly. “We will find uses for them.”

  As the men were finally taken away, she was left alone wit
h her mate. He chuckled softly and let his lupine features fade away, revealing the human underneath. He knelt before her, cupping her cheek.

  “Did you have fun, my love?” He asked, a smile upon his face.

  “Surprisingly yes...” She laughed. “I suppose you want to hear that you were right?”

  He shook his head. “No need. I knew I was right. These men were as savage as you believed my people to be. Still, you did well tonight.”

  The question was written on her face.

  “We intended to take this village. Because of you, no blood was shed. Surely that is something to be impressed with?”

  “Perhaps. Perhaps you could free me from this stockade?”

  A mischievous grin touched his face.

  “Not... just yet...”

  Quicker than her eyes could process, he'd moved from in front of her to behind, plunging his massive member deep inside her tender canal. A soft moan escaped her throat. Despite the dozens of men she'd felt since he was last inside her, this was the largest, the thickest, the one that her body was meant for.

  He was clearly enjoying watching her being bound, enjoying watching himself enter her over and over while she could do nothing to stop it. That bestial moan sounded above her. She could feel his whole body tower over her as he plowed inside.

  “You know.. other men have.. had me...” She began, inbetween his wild thrusts.

  He was panting behind her as he wildly smashed into her, over and over, that giant manhood tearing her apart.

  “Doesn't matter...”

  “You're not jealous?” She asked, truly curious.

  He finally lost his rhythm, his last few thrusts were so hard she thought her body would collapse, unable to support against his supernatural strength. He couldn't control himself. He erupted, deep inside of her, filling her to the brim and beyond with his otherworldly juices.

  With an unnatural roar, he ripped the top from the stockade, tossing it to the side. He used his mere strength to pull her locks in two, and the manacles fell heavily to the ground.

  “I have no need to be jealous.” He began, before turning her to face him. “You are already carrying my child.”

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  Jamal's eyes were half closed in lust, but he nodded slightly. The two of them moved her so that she was on all fours on the bench. Her handcuffed hands held her up uncomfortably. Once situated, Jamal resumed shoving his hips against her lips, the new position allowing an even deeper penetration on her throat.

  She felt Bruce pulling down her pants to her knees and fully revealing her innermost parts to his lecherous eyes. He once again slipped his finger down her narrow slit, teasing at her clit, then back to her tight hole.

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