Hell in Nalbina

After surrendered her hot body to the Bangaa for the entire day. She allowed her hated enemy to do whatever he desired to her. He fucked her until he bought her to climax again and again. Even as she finally passed out, the Bangaa took his time exploring her helpless body finding new pleasures as he raped and molested her...

It took several buckets of freezing cold water to wake Fran. The water cleaned all the sweat and cum that was all over her from her night of unrelenting orgasms.

She found herself no longer chained to the wall, a simple leather collar and leash was attached to Fran, her arms were no longer restrained. Both captor and captive knew that she was now too overwhelmed to struggle and that cuffs were not needed.

Fran looked up at the smiling inquisitor.


“I have good news for you my prison whore” – he bent down on one knee and lifted her chin – “You are going to have a very special play time today” – his fat hand cupped her chin – “No, not like yesterday, this time will be even more entertaining’. I think you even come to rather enjoy it.”

He stood up and tugged at the leash, Fran had no choice but to comply. The beautiful Viera crawled on all fours, her wonderful round ass raised high and her breasts squeezed between her arms as she moved forward... just as the inquisitor had trained her to.

They moved through the prison, occasionally stopping so the inquisitor could spend a bit of time fondling her body, eventually they stopped at a huge metal door, similar to her own.

As the doors open, light struck her eyes, making her to close them for a minute. As she opened them, he came inside with someone by his side. He lit the torch inside, so Fran could finally see the person with him. It was Hume girl, She had short, brown hair and she wore a tight short skirt and a white silky top. Unfortunately the top had been opened up at the front showing off her milky white cleavage, the outfit itself only being held up by the girl’s breasts, any slight tug and she would be as naked as Fran, it was clear the Inquisitor and guards had taken her helplessness to explore the delights of her body. She was chained in the middle of the room over a small grate, her arms and legs spreadeagled so that she could no move. The light from the torch showed the fear and despair on her face.

It only now dawned on Fran that she had met this person before, just as they were arrested in the under city of Rabanastre. Fran was no longer sure, she had been through so many terrible ordeals in the last days, her memory and her mind was not so clear anymore. Inquisitor closed the door behind him and led ran to the centre of the room.

Their eyes meet and Fran was sure that she recognized her as the girl they had med in the sewers, the same one to, her shame, she had given up to this inquisitor too. Maybe it was a chance? Together, if the inquisitor left them alone together, they had more chance to escape from this hell.

“Welcome in my kingdom, wench” – said the Inquistor to the girl, ignoring Fran – “Judge Ghis has told me that he does not need you for some time, so he lent you to me. I am sure that the three of us will be sharing a wonderful time together. Why don’t you introduce yourselves to each other?” He slapped Fran on the ass, “I am master’s private prison whore.” Fran answered automatically, she knew that she would be punished otherwise.

Girl remained silent. She had no way to physically fight with her hands tied, but she wanted to show her resistance. Inquisitor noticed spark of it into her eyes and smiled, he liked it when they struggled, it gave him more pleasure when they finally broke and willingly submit their bodies to him.

“Well, judge told me that I can’t damage you permanently, but he didn’t say that I cannot teach you some manners. You know it’s impolite, when someone introduces themselves and you do not answer back. Now, I’m asking for the last time, will you be good girl and tell us your name?”. Girl remained silent.

“smack!” whip crossed the air and snapped across her back. Muffled scream left her lips, but she bit them, trying not to give him a satisfaction. She stood on her tiptoes as her back was whipped by the Inquisitor. “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” – The clothing she was wearing provided some protection, but Fran knew that for a common girl like that, she would be feeling tremendous amount of pain. With tears running down girl’s face Fran could not stand the sight any longer.

“Stop master!” – Fran finally cried – “I know her, she is the one we met in the sewers! Please, don’t beat her, master!”

“So, you said that you know this little slut? Is she a whore like you slave?? Tell me, or you’ll take her place”

“Yes, master” – Fran knew that he wasn’t joking and that her resistance is pointless. For her own good and for the good of this poor girl she had to tell him what he wanted to hear – “She is whore like me, master, her name is Amaria” – said Fran with obedient voice.

“See, how good is to have friends” – said Inquisitor to the girl, as he turned to her and cupped her chin with his fingers – “You might not told me your name but that is no matter, because as long as you’ll be here, you’re going be nothing more than the empires obedient sex slave, and slaves have no need for names” - he smiled, noticing growing fear in girl’s eyes.

The girl was trembling from fear inside, since she noticed Fran’s state. If he was able to beat a proud Viera into total submission, he would to the same with her. She just had to escape before it will be too late. The inquisitor did not give her time to consider, he pulled down the rest her clothing and tore off her matching panties.

He positioned his Viera slave in front of the girl with one strong move he pushed her face to the girl’s crotch. Fran knew what he wanted from her. It was always better than being raped for another time. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick and kiss the pussy presented to her, Fran had pleasured so many men with her tongue in the same way recently that she shamefully found it natural.

Fran’s companion could not stop her moans. She used all her will power to prevent herself from crying when she was whipped and now she was to weak to resist the pleasure. Fran’s soft caressing of her womanhood was driving her crazy and she tugged at her chains. The Viera could feel juices flooding down her tongue, some drips dropping on to the grate below them. The Viera now lost, savoured the girl’s love juices. Inquisitor was knelt next to Fan, gently caressing the Viera’s own quim and smiled, noticing that the prisoner was no longer defiant as she had been. She was breathing hard and he guessed, that soon Fran will make her climax with her skilful tongue.

He stopped his entertainment and lowered his prisoner onto her knees, by loosening the chain holding up her arms. Without them holding her she collapsed weakly. He whispered into Fran’s ear, “Let her have a taste of her own juices.”

The girl blushed, as Fran began passionately kissing the chained captive. Her tongue parted her small lips, exploring the other’s mouth. Soon both chained women were tongued each other passionately and moaned into their mouths, sounds of wet kisses as their tongues wrestled with each other. Inquisitor was more than pleased, as he saw that they are doing it now for their own fun. He knew enough to notice, that both were proud and defiant women and he especially loved breaking such sluts. He procured a flask from his side and poured the thick sticky liquid from within on Fran’s back. The inquisitor began massaging the liquid and spreading it all over the Viera’s body. Fran began feeling more hot and she could feel her own quim weakening. The kissing between the captives continued passionately before he parted them with his cock. He showed his large manhood between them’.

Both had no other choice but to stuck out their tongues and began to lick his erected manhood with them. They were running down all the length of the shaft, from the tip to the balls. When Fran was kissing the head of his cock, Ashe was forced to stroke the length of his cock with her tongue, soaking them with her saliva. His shaft was shinning, it was all covered with their saliva. Inquisitor knew that he’ll cum in any minute so he positioned himself in front of their faces and shoot all his fat load into them, covering their faces with his cum. Then he ordered them to clean his shaft and then their faces only with their tongues. Both captured girls did as he wanted. Taste of his semen was vile and disgusting, but they have no choice. No-one of them wanted to be whipped.

He withdrew, satisfied with their performance. Fran was already in the throes of passion, the Marbolo juices heightening her sensitivity. She began instinctively rubbing her slick body up and down Ashe’s, coating the chained girl with more of the vile aphrodisiac. Ashe strained at her chains, her body was overwhelmed by these erotic sensation and the inquisitor watched on appreciating her useless struggle. The tongues continued to wrestle with each other, transferring saliva to each other.

Fran’s hand drifted to Ashe’s spread pussy, at first teasing it with soft delicate touches and progressing to long strokes of Ashe’s sensitive lips. The beautiful Viera continued to move up and down the captive humes sweaty body, their breasts pressing against each other and rubbing against each other.

Both girls were still moaning into each other mouth, the sound punctuated by the wet kisses they gave to each other. That stopped when Fran moved her breast against Ashe, nodded obediently placed her lips over the sensitive nipple and began sucking, causing the viera’s body to immediately jerk up in. Ashe turned to second nipples, giving it the same treatment. Fran moaned in pleasure as her nipples were sucked. The Inquisitor was delighted that the prisoners were overcome by the pleasure they were giving to each other and he decided that the girl would be too weak to try and escape. He undid the buckles that held her arms to the chains and the hume girl instantly embraced her lover.

“Show me, how you bitches like pleasing each other” – he ordered them. Both girls, with trembling hands embraced each other and began kissing each other again. Their naked breasts were pressing together. Fran slowly repositioned herself presented her womanhood to Ashe. “Amaria...” – she said, but Ashe didn’t need any more words.

She kept Ashe’s there till she finally drove her into climax, taking her juices onto her face and drinking them all. Ashe couldn’t believe what she was doing. She knew that she was acting like whore and to her shame she acknowledged that whatever substance the inquisitor had put on them it had made her harder to fight off the pleasure, but it was still better than torture. She was unchained, so her dream of escape was easiest to realise. She only need a chance. But not now, with her captor standing above her with his whip ready to use on her defenceless body.

Ashe breathed and began to move up. She started servicing Vieira’s erect nipples again and then moved up and looking into her face, kissing and using her tongue to explore her. Fran finally stood up pulling Ashe up with her and the two young, aroused girls wrapped each other up in their arms again, then they begun rubbed their bodies and their wet sensitive mounds to a massive climax. Finally, they both fell on the cold, stone floor of the cell. Ashe climbed on the Fran’s lap, still kissing and caressing viera. She wanted more, but Inquisitor grabbed her by her hair and pulled her back. Ashe decided that there’s her chance and tired to break free from his grasp.

She kicked him in the instep, and when he cried out from pain, she quickly get on her legs. Door were close enough to escape, but in the same time, she stopped, being not sure if she should leave the Fran alone. This second of doubts was her curse. Inquisitor was on feet again had grabbed his whip and hit her. Whip twisted around her leg and as he pulled it, she fell on the floor.

“No! Nooooo!!!!” – Princess was crying when he shackled her hands again in the chains hanging from the ceiling. Then he smacked her face with the open palm – “Judge told to not harm you...much. But I have something that make you regret your stupidity”.
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Fran was starring at the tearful girl. Inquisitor came then to her and let her rose. Fran let him lead her in front of the chained girl. He presented her his whip. “Now, Fran, you were good slut and you didn’t help this wrench with her stupid attempt to escape, so here’s your prize. You can whip her. Do it well, or you’ll take her place and then I’ll be the one who’ll be holding whip”.

Fran took a hard, wooden handle of the whip into her hand. They were standing beside the princess but Ashe could hear his words. Fran took a good swing and the whip cut the air. She swung it at Ashe’s exposed ass cheeks. “Aiiiiieeee!” – cried girl. The princess had no power to resist. Whip bit into her soft ass flesh and made her cry loud in pain. Inquisitor smiled, noticing that Fran was doing this now mechanically. A the first, her strikes were weak, he thought even that he’ll have to take the whip from her, but then viera begun to use the whip as it was meant to be used and she seemed to be getting erotic pleasure from doing so. Fran was whipping the helplessly prisoner with one hand and playing with her body with the other. The Chained girl was crying in agony as the whip smacked into her, leaving and long pink marks on her previously white back.

Inquisitor loved the picture. A beutiful viera woman, his own pet, was whipping mercilessly the hume girl, “Ummghmmmmm! Aaaaiemmmmhmmm!” – Ashe cried loudly. In the same time whip smacked her ass again, adding the sharp pain to the pleasure that filled princess’s body. Inquisitor smiled and took the whip from Fran’s hand. “That’s a good slave, I think its time I reward you”.

“As you wish, master” – said Fran. Inquisitor sat on the stool and she sat up on the his lap, reaching between her thighs to take his huge cock into her hands, caressing it with her fingers, making it hard again. While she was taking care of his prick, he cupped her big breasts and began to caress her warm mounds. “Fuck me, whore” – he said – “Show this chained slut here how good bitch is pleasing her master”. Viera girl began to rock on his lap, rubbing her wet cunt upon his large shaft. She was all wet and soon his prick was smeared with her love juices. Fran sat down on Inquisitor cock, whimpering when the her tormentor’s prick shoved up into her overfucked vagina. His hands were kneading her breasts brutally, pinching and twisting her nipples. Fran screwed him, pounding her wet pussy upon his cock, his huge rod was riding through her womanhood, as she took his shaft almost all inside herself. He was waiting for her and they both climaxed at once. It was his prize for her.

Ashe was starring at it helplessly, she was shocked at how broken the viera was and she was absolutely frightened that it would happen to her as well. The inquisitor grinned at her.

“Well we shouldn’t have all the fun to ourselves right? Why don’t we bring in another friend to keep you company?”, he pulled a lever beside him, and the grate opened beneath them and there was instantly a flurry of dark movement behing it.

Fran recognised them, having had the ‘pleasure’ of meeting it before, Marbolo tentacles. The grate slits was not wide open enough for it to come out, but it did allow its tentacles to reach the Ashes’ exposed pussy. The beautiful girl struggled ats much as she could but it was futile, as the tentacles found it prey. Ashe found herself being held wide open by tentacles as another assaulted her.

The inquisitor watched on as he continued having his Viera slave riding his hard cock. Increasingly turned on, he upped his strength and his rhythm. Not that Fran minded, she was already in a state of ecstasy. Fran loved that her breasts being mauled by her master.

“Aaaah yes master, thank you for fucking his slave. Ah yes, ooooh master”

Ashe was more than occupied, she was filled with even more marbolo aphrodisiac and now throughly more than enjoyed the long thrusts she was receiving.

Her lovely porcelin breasts as she bounced up and down as she rode the marbolo hard. “Aaaah oooohhh ahhh”. The sound of her juices permetated the room as Ashe was violated repeatedly. Ashe had at first tried as hard as she could to deny the pleasure she was feeling but it was wasted effort as each penetration pushed her closer to the edge. “ahhh more aaaah please”, Ashe screamed in pleasure as she came, her own juices now coating her already sweaty thighs. “Oooh yeeess uunnnh unnh” Her bossom continued to heave up and down with each thrust. Ashe no longer cared about the pain she had endured nor about her shameful actions now, she just wanted more pleasure.

The inquisitor slowed his tempo to a stop, enjoying the Viera on his lap who was now out of breath and the beautiful sight of the broken hume. Fran’s deep breaths and sighs raised the breasts that he had cupped in his hands, his fingers teasing her hard nipples.

He gently lifted her off him and onto the floor. Fran raised her lovely ass in anticipation, but was surprised when the inquisitor gently pushed her onto the grates. It did not take long before the glistening viera was thoroughly being violated by the marbolo.

The inquisitor walked to Ashe and played with her breasts as he pressed his lips against hers. Ashe willingly parted her lips and allowed herself to be explored while he continued to molest her. The inquisitor once again released the buckles that held his prisoner up, knowing that she was enjoying herself too try and escape again. Ashe collapsed slowly, the tentacles that were fucking her womanhood, holding her upright shortly before she was lowered next to Fran.

“Enjoy your playtime together” he chuckled. Satisfied that the two girls and marbolo would bring each other to orgasm until they would both collapse with exhaustion, he exited the cell pleased with his work.

The girls embraced each other. Both caressed each other as the tentacles thrust forcefully into the two girls. They moaned and pressed their lips together passionately. The girls were fucked for hours on end, neither had any resistance to fight back even if they wanted to... and they didn’t.

Everyone in the vicinity of the cells were captivated by the sounds the two women were making, which is perhaps why that the guards did not notice the intruders entering the dungeon block and knocking each of them out, one by one.

The door to the cells were forcefully opened and the sight that awaited the intruders shocked them. Their princess in the throes of passion, being molested by a curvaceous viera and raped by a marbolo..

The men forced the women off of the grate and away from the appendages. Ashe, who was barely conscious, was carried out of the cell and towards safety. Fran lay stunned for a moment and began crawling back towards the grate.

The last rescuer looked at the broken viera with disgust and left the cell door open behind him. Fran just lay there, not realising her last chance of escape was awaiting her, if only she could muster enough willpower to crawl out of her cell. But her own weakness overcame her, all she could think about was her pleasure that she was receiving

She rolled onto her back spreading herself wide open to allow the marbolo continue its work, while her own hands played with her heaving breasts. For the next hours she climaxed again and again until she finally passed out. Even then the marbolo continued its rape.