#funtimes!

It started with the regular soldiers gently guiding Radris to a specified location, a barracks vacated for the purpose. They all made comments on how heavy Dris’ ass felt, as they palmed the troll’s backside, commenting how they mightn’t have ever had an Alternian to toy with. “Fuckin’ hell. This one is almost as fatassed as the Queen,” he joked, as his squadmates laughed. “Rack isn’t half bad either.”

Radris warmed up the first few men, stroking their cocks, feeling the heft of them between fingers, gliding as he took their lusts and riled them up further. The troll grinned, licking lips, soon kissing at the tip of the first man’s cock... before it was turned to a full blowjob, then a facefuck, as the others permitted Dris to stroke and tease them more. And the troll alternated, sucking and slurping, as if her life depended on it. From the comments the guards were making, they certainly believed it. And Radris make some pathetic sounds as they blew the guard.

The reward was a surprising load down the throat, a few ropes of cum that decorated their angular face, dripping into their cleavage. Radris laughed as the first three came over them...and they slowly stopped laughing as more soldiery walked in. Joined by a decent range of Rooks.

Soon, blowjobs and handjobs just weren’t enough. Radris was stripped, the bodysuit they wore under their coat torn open so their breasts, their ass and nook could be accessed. The soldiers were taunting, commenting how lewd their body was, even as they humped, stroked, spanked and molested Radris. And the troll couldn’t deny, there was an appeal to this.

Of course, it didn’t take long before she was held between two soldiers, alternating their thrusts into either ass and nook. Radris was breathing out, cumdrenched already, as the two guards panted, pumping deep, filling those holes with seed. And they were only the first two. Radris was almost drunken feeling from the sensation of being so thoroughly fucked

After a score of guards had taken their turns, leaving Dris rather wet, sloppy and heated, the first Rook went to work. He hefted the panting Troll up, and began to pump in, hips rocking, summoning desperate moans and gasps from the fucksleeve. The second Rook joined in, desperate to put the troll to use... and Radris swore that her nook couldn’t handle both of them, even as they thrust into together. “Y-you’re... you’re too... much!”

The first Rook chuckled. “Like we care... cumdump,” he growled.

It took maybe a week, perhaps two, before Radris was left to recover. And even then, it wasn’t completely over.

Walter loomed over the drooling, wreck of a Troll and offered that warm, gentle smile. “Well, now they’ve all had their fun, I think it’s time I spread you wide,” he growled, leaning down. “I mean, you’ve just agreed to service such a horde. I should be no problem at all... my little whore.”