The price of popularity (Commission) (Pixiv Fanbox)

The price of popularity (Commission)

Summary: Ilsa’s title as a fugitive sends a horde of headhunters her way, and though she is able to evade them well with the help of Aliza and Fiorito, their luck finally runs out.

Tags: Mind break, non-con, rough sex, gangbang, impregnation, shortstack, bestiality

The price of popularity

For months Ilsa has been on the run from her own organization that has been corrupted from the inside. During those months she’s been working with her comrades to purge the Society of its internal evils and keep her head low from the many bounty hunters that have been after her for the impressive amount of money her enemies have put on her head. A task that she can say with confidence she has completed.

The evil has been routed out and her team is back to normal. All that is left for her to do is to return to maintain the peace she created.

However, fate is not always so kind.

“The old fool knows a good catch that’s for damn sure.” The thug chuckled as he kept the knife pointed at the gun woman’s throat. Ilsa snarling at him in her travel clothes. Her tattered, hole filled black tights and jeans are even more torn from the current fight she had with the small group of men. The dead bodies not too far from in the dusky dirty alley is proof of that. Her cloak is gone, having been left in the Inn room she had to jump out of while her guns were confiscated by the bandits around her. Each one of the assailants surrounding her are burly, large, and armed. Their sicken, heathen smiles on their filthy, dirt and sweat covered faces showed their class as no name gangsters.

The greed of mortals is a foul thing as the single glance of an inn owner and his lust for money ousted her and her allies to their plan. Forcing them to suddenly wake up and fight their way out of the Inn they were staying at.

The knife trailed between her buxom chest held in her half shirt before being pointed back at her neck with a playful flip that made her heavy set of breast bounce lightly. Normally Ilsa would have easily snapped the man’s neck and used his knife to gut the rest of the men around her with ease. However, she is not the only one held down.

Aliza, dressed for the desert heat in her dancer’s outfit. Though the top could barely contain her large breast that swayed and bounced as she struggled in the grip of the minotaur. Only coming up to the monster’s groin standing, Aliza’s material art skills did not mean much as the minotaur held her up by her arms. Her powerful, toned legs barely hidden under the flowing thin frontal dress kicked at the air as she roared in anger with her long white ponytail flowing in her vengeful movements.

“You son of a-“ And Fiorito, the fit, dark skinned boxer, is held by a few men as well. Her powerful muscular arms were bound behind her back with steel cuffs. Her face is pushed into the ground by the large thug behind her with her curvy rear held into her short black shorts.

Ilsa took solace in the fact that the inn owner that ratted her and her crew out will never get the riches he was promised with her bullet embedded in his head.

“Look, you assholes just want me right? Let them go and I’ll do whatever you want.” Ilsa bargained but the bandits only laughed her off.

“Ha! You don’t have any cards to play cutie! And besides…” The thug nodded his head towards the minotaur whose fingers groped and rubbed Aliza’s large chest. The large bull man rubbed and teased the smaller woman’s bosom with his fingers pinching her nipples through the cloth of her top. It got aggravated grunts and groans from Aliza. Her kicking suddenly turned into her legs twisting in on themselves from her nipples being played with.

“Get back you mutt!” Fiorito on the other hand was kicking back at the feral dark furred wolves that sniffed at her body. Particularly her large rump as it wiggled back and forth enticingly for the beasts to the point where one of them gave a curious lick at her groin. His long tongue making the boxer shiver and shake at the wet feeling gliding along her thin shorts.

Fiorito cursed at herself for not wearing any thicker underwear as she could feel the beast’s warm fat tongue slide along her bare pussy. Teasing her folds as the beast’s drool pushed through the fabric of her shorts and lathered her pussy. She gritted her teeth and shook her rear away from the hound. Trying to ignore the feeling lust beginning to build in her but the beast was curious and fond of the taste of her groin rather enticing. Furiously licking at her crotch even as she tried to get away from him, his paws landing on her rear to try to keep her in place.

“I don’t want to piss off my friends over there now that they’ve been getting along so well with yours.” The thug chuckled.

“You bastards!” Ilsa snarled as she attempted to lung at the pasty face thug. Only to have that dagger pointed at her face again.

“You’ve got other things to worry about sweetheart.” The thug said as he slides his knife down Ilsa’s, chest tickling her body as it poked at her hearty bosom. The blade gliding down did not have enough pressure cut skin, but it was just enough to slice the fabric of her clothes. Letting her large chest bounce freely from the top, her modest nipples greeting the muggy air of the night. The cold steel made Ilsa shiver as it glided along her chest and then trailed down her stomach.

The criminal tore a hole in her pants, getting a hiss from Ilsa as the steel grazed her pussy. The sight of her cunt, moist from sweat and topped with a light patch of dark pubic hair, got the thugs to chuckle and lick their lips. Ilsa could easily notice the heavy erections they all began to grow in their pants.

The Sargent struggled in the burly draph punk’s grip, seeing the filthy man’s plans but the handle of the knife being pushed along her sex made her gasp in surprised. The rough leather handle of the weapon poked at her lips, digging into her clit a little but never fully penetrating her.

“With knockers like these it no shock you got found out so easily~.” The man behind her teased as he began to grope and rubbed at her breasts. Grabbing a hand full of each of them and squeezing the hearty mounds in his hands. Twisting Ilsa’s nipples between his fingers and rubbing them together. It is feeling of lust got Ilsa to shiver and her knees to shake a little but she did not let a single moan escape her.

“G-Get Off of me-!” Fiorito grunted as the wild wolf’s tongue licked and tickled at her groin. His teeth had long since torn off her shorts and now his bare tongue glided along her cunt. Soaking it in his spit and her lust that began to dribble down her leg. Her body not denying the pleasure of having her pussy played with. Her toned abdomen twitched from the long meaty tongue tickling her stiff clit and spreading her folds as the beast unknowingly tickled her clit. Her body beatifying her as it fell into its’ natural motions of lust. Her pussy starting to open invitingly to the appendage as it wormed it’s way inside her and got a moan from the fit woman.

The minotaur had just finished toying with Aliza’s body, that tingled in dielght. The draph panting and even drooling a little as she was forced to denude his meaty palms rough groping her breasts and even poking at her groin. Her clothes are disheveled; her large head sized bust hanging out as the monster placed her on shaky feet.

It was when a meaty horse cock smacked onto Aliza’s face that she was awakened out of her daze and greeted with horror, an impressive long shadow of fearsomely thick, black, and pink cock. A flat flared head with grim veins along it. The monstrous member was actually steaming from it’s warmth as it rested on Aliza’s stunned face. The monster held a tight grip on her horns as he pulled her forward with his cock. Killing whatever protest the princess had on her lips as whole, the member pushed down her gullet.

“Hulmph!?” Aliza choked and gasped on the cock as the monster kept her on her face, holding her steady with her horns, and pumped his hips into her at a breakneck pace. His balls smacking her chin as her eyes rolled into the back of her head from the brutal pounding her mouth is receiving. Her throat burning from the monster sliding in the back of her throat like a battering ram. Drool and spit flew from her mouth with her tongue forced to taste the deep, virile flavor of the cock as it roared down her mouth.

“Come on whore give us a moan~.” The silly thug chuckled as he pushed the head of his knife into Ilsa pussy. Tearing Ilsa’s eyes away from the perverse scene at the sudden feeling of her pussy being stretched open by the weapon.

Though all the thug got was a grunt of aggravation from Ilsa as she bit her lip. But her body responded well to the feeling. The handle was not that long, but it was wide enough to stretch her out and make her grunt and squirt a little of its lust over the blade. Still, the restrained moan made the thug begin to rapidly pump the handle in and out of Ilsa without care. A sickening grin on his face as he watched Ilsa’s grimace grow more, and more strained from her trying to hold back.

“Glad you’re so stubborn. Or this wouldn’t be so much fun.” The other man behind her laughed as he gave a hard slap on her ass that made her jump forward and hump the handle for a moment. As her ass jiggled and shook from the impact, Ilsa gave out a girlish yelp that only enticed the man to smack her tush even more. Randomly and without warning, his other hand groped her as would slap against him, pushing her forward on the blade’s handle while sending a stinting pleasure racing up her spine.

A finger slipped into her asshole far too easily for Ilsa’s liking as the man behind her took a fist full of her quaking rear and pushed two fingers inside her with no warning.

“Haa~!?” This time she did moan. The stimulation was too much for her to hold back as she bent her head back and her knees buckled together.

“That’s a good bitch. We’ll get you begging for our dicks soon enough.” The thug with the knife laughed as he pushed the whole handle into Ilsa’s pussy. With the knife shifting in and out of her moist pussy, the man’s deft fingers’ Ilsa could not come up with a struggle let alone a fierce backing comeback. Her body shivered violently just before her orgasm came. It was sudden and explosive with her lust gushing out over the knife as her hips shook back into the hands of the man fingering her ass.

“Pi-Pieces of shit…” Ilsa cursed at the men even though with her face dripping in sweat, her legs buckling and her pussy clutching the knife so hard that it stood up inside her without any help.

“Oh, keep talking dirty to me bitch~.” The man chuckled before pulling the handle out of Ilsa, getting a sharp grunt from her. However, she was suddenly turned around and the handle of his knife went up her rear. Getting the to squeal as she shot up to her toes. Her ears bent back as her brave face twisted in expansion of restrained lust form nearly climaxing right at that moment again.

“You’ve got to be a greedy whore cumming from that but don’t worry~.” A thug said pushed her against the wall, her breast mashed against the wooden wall as her ass is forced to grind against the meaty cock between her rear. Long and daunting in width, the mushroom tip began to poke at her dripping pussy.

“Fuck!” Ilsa cursed as she felt his cock bigger than the handle of the knife push into her pussy.

“You’ll be cumming on a real dick soon!” The thug began rutting into Ilsa with reckless and brutal abandon. Slamming his hips into her ass he pinned her body to the wall. Her rear bounced and shook from the brutal force of the man’s hips ramming into her, her mouth opened from breathless moans, but she kept a stern rage in her eyes. The pleasure ran through her body, her lips parted in lustful shrieks from the man’s palms crashing onto her ass. But she kept cursing every last thrust that was ramming into her.

“Agh! Ngh! Mmmnph~!” The sergeant’s breasts rubbing against the wall, scraping against her now swollen hard nipples, would not stop the sending shots of desire through her. The cock, though constricted by the tight vice that is Ilsa’ greedy pussy, hit her womb like a battering ram but with twice as much force as a real one. The head filled her fuck hole with ease as the man behind threw his hips into like a wild beast.

A wild beast is what Fiorito is actually dealing with. The cock of the wolf pushed deep into Fiorito’s cunt and did not stop when the knot pushed into her. Larger than the cocks of his owners, the deep red, bestial member pushed further than it should inside the fit boxer. His knot made her scream out in shuddering orgasm from its insertion alone. The wolf actually paused in his thrusting to get used to the tightness of the combative woman’s pussy practically choking his dick. The wolf’s thrust started out slow with his knot stuck in her cunt, but his cock head pumped into her womb. Each thrust shook her tush as the wolf’s pumping began to pick up.

“Angh~! S-Stu-F-Fuck….” Fiorito’s could only let out grunted moans as the hound slammed into her with a rigorous fever in her. His hips were a blur as he began growling and drooling over her as it hunched over and drove his hips into her with such force that the canine’s ball sack smacking against her clit was like a whip. Smacking into her cheeks with brutal force, making them quiver and shake with each pounding strike.

With his hands gripping her horns, the minotaur pulled his wet, spit covered cock out of Aliza’s mouth. The princess was too dazed to do anything more than cough and spit up the pre-cum she was forced to swallow. Her expression is listless, her body weak the minotaur took advantage of this and, with his grip still firm held on her horns bent her body upwards.

With her powerful legs bent up to her head from his arms hooking under them, the minotaur’s slammed his cock up into Aliza’s cunt.

“Ahhh~! Haa~! So-Suow big!!” Aliza’s eyes became an unfocused mess from her orgasm that blasted through her. Her pussy spraying her lust in the air as she is bounced up and down the monstrous member. Her tongue hung out of her mouth as the slickness of her spit allowed the massive member to pump in and out of her with great ease. The monster’s hips worked in time with his arms bringing her smaller body down on his shaft. Her pussy clamping down and soaking his cock as Aliza’s eyes drifted back into her head as lust overridden her thoughts.

“Son of-ah~!?” Ilsa did not even have a change to worry about her friend’s minds being broken into lust crazed women as the man holding her picked her up. Spreading legs so her cock stuffed pussy would be on display as his cock still hammered away inside her. Getting sharp moans of unwanted pleasure from her until she noticed another thug approach her with a meaty cock in hand.

“W-Wait-“ The other man ignored her protest as he pushed his shaft upside her.

“Ohh~!” Ilsa bellowed out a shrill moan of unwanted desire as her pussy is stretched to it’s limit by the two cocks. Her sudden orgasms forced her to lock her legs around the man in front. Her nails digging into his back as she is roughly bounced on their cocks. Her eyes twisting and unfocused while her moans became far less restrained Her tongue flew out her mouth, and the face of a whore itched on her face as the men railed into her cunt. The handle of the knife in her asshole kept flexing and pumping into her rear with the rigorous rocking of her body.

The men came at the same time with sickening sneers. Their dual orgasm felt like a rocket went off in Ilsa their cum gushed out in a furious eruption of white. Thick white globs, heavier than honey, gushed into her cunt. Her womb was filled fast and hard with their virile seed that, a single shot alone would have knocked any woman up. It is no surprise that Ilsa could even feel a prick in her belly as the semen settled in her cunt.

Form seemingly an hour, or maybe a few minutes as Ilsa's lustful hazed thoughts could not tell, the dual cocks seemed to endlessly pump their load in her. Thumping with their hips thrusting inside her with every deep burst of white. When their cocks finally soft the men dropped Ilsa on her back. Her body shivered as their semen dripped and oozed out of her lust numbed body. But she could only lay in that afterglow for only for a moment as another of the other men, his heavy-set gut shaking as he stood over her. His cock stands stiff and tall as it casts a shadow over her groin.

Ilsa, was too weak to even protest as the men went down to pin her body under him. As he poked his meaty member between her legs and then pushed into her cum filled but still tight pussy.

“B-Big~!!!” Ilsa’s legs shot up in the air as the large man slammed down into her with little care or fan fair. Pounding down into her with such force that ass rippled and shook against the ground. Each rough slam in her cunt brought a madden moan from Ilsa. Cum squirting out of her stuffed pussy while the burly cock head pounded her already filled and fertilized womb that twitched and convulsed as another orgasm rushed towards her.

Ilsa orgasm made her see white this time as it was powerful enough for the knife to be pushed out her asshole with such force that it embedded itself in the wooden wall. Her pussy sprayed over the round-bellied thug as her eyes twisted into the back of her head. Her leg shot up in the air while her tongue brazenly hung out of her mouth with her pussy spasming and choking the cock inside her.

Which was enough to coax an orgasm out of the massive gangster. He came suddenly and without warning as his cock pushed more semen into her already impregnated womb. By now another set of children have made their home inside her, her egg pierced by another set of swimmers as Ilsa’s mind started to show cracks in it’s shield. And yet there not a moment was passed as she was pushed on her hands and knees for another man to slam his cock into her pussy.

“Come on whore! Give it up already!” The man snarled with a great chuckle and a sharp slap on her ass. Each thrust making it hard for any other thought to form in her head as more semen is pushed into her fertile pussy. His hand buried in her rear as he groped and smacked her jiggling tush. His thumb spread her twitched asshole that has closed up but has become easy to poke and tease from the knife being shoved up there for so long.

“You’ve got a good pussy! Better a whore than a fugitive yeah!?” The thug taunted as he pulled her head up from the ground with a brutal grip on her hair. Showing Ilsa’s moaning drooling face to the sky while his hips rocked faster and faster into her.

Ilsa herself could only moan back in response to his hand digging into her ass. Her mind is a haze as thoughts of escape and fighting back have been far off dots in the back of her mind that are getting smaller and smaller. The moans of her comrades around her echoed through her, nearly as hard as the burly, meaty cocks seemingly pounding into her none stop.

Like the others’ the man claiming her ass released his climax was suddenly, firing out his seed after only two sharp thrusts before he was replaced with another man. Pinning Ilsa’s head down as he took his turn with her. Slamming down hard and with little remorse, intended to make his mark on her like all the others and impregnate her fuckhole as well with ruthless delight.

Ilsa could not even take solace in the fact her friends may at least get out of this with some sanity left. Aliza’s face was a droopy lust crazed mess. Her tongue hung out as the bull man rocked her up and down his cock. Her have become moans delirious and mindless from the monster turning her into nothing more then a walking fuck hole as her listless cries of delight drifted off in the wind.

The draph whore’s orgasms seemed endless as her body shook none-stop and orgasms showered the ground in her lust. The only sign of coherent thought was the few wispy, begs of ‘please’ from her but no one not even herself could tell if that was a plea to stop or a plea to never stop.

The beastman’s cock thundered with his climax which was the biggest of all the males here. A torrent of tar thick, white spunk gushed out of her pussy from the first shot alone. Her womb was packed with white as the beast pumped and jerked his hips with every deep burst of his load. It took a while for his cock to finally be able to be pulled out, Aliza’s greedy cunt have a vicious hold on his member, but he was still able to pull his cock out. Though less out of wanting to as Aliza’s battered pussy was so stuffed with semen that nothing could fit anymore.

To remedy this, the minotaur put Aliza on her hand and knees and slammed his cock into her asshole. The princess turned cockhole and did not protest. Only a gurgling moan escaped her as her asshole is stretched and pounded into. Her monster changed grips from her ponytail in one hand and her ass in another to get a better grip and thrust in her even faster.

Aliza only moaned and drooled as the monster had his way with her. Her thoughts were an empty shell of nothing but lust with her tongue flicking out of her mouth. Eyes vacant of all thought save for depraved lust and of the bestial cock pounding through her.

Fiorito’s moans were silenced by another wolf taking her mouth but the wolf behind her was not the same as the one from before. Her pussy dripped with seemingly endless semen as the wolf behind her had nothing but blurry hips, a drooling tongue, and lust guided him. His knot slammed in and out of her cum filled cunt with righteous vigor.

Three hounds have come and gone inside the slutty fighter’s cunt. The second has the honor of breaking her into the pack's personal bitch. His fat knot pushed into her cumming pussy, swelling up to unload an ocean of soup thick, warm semen in her packed cunt. A river of her lust mixed with the feral wolves’ semen pooled under her. Her eyes were a dark haze of lust as she looked up in utter submission of the alpha’s she sucked on the cock in her gullet.

The muscular woman herself was far gone. Her mind thought of nothing but red pointed pricks as she licked and slurped on the meaty member in front of her. Her tongue swirled around his length as the beast’ hairy ball sack slapped her chin when his knot would push past her full lips. Her taut muscles flexed with every moan, her rear quaking and shaking as the wolf behind her slammed into her pussy and locked his cock in her.

The fit whore’s eyes crossed as she felt her pussy be packed with another hearty load of semen crash into her. A slight bulge in her fit stomach formed from the sheer amount of cum the wolves have deposited formed from the beast panting and drooling over her as he let his cock shudder and shake for the rest of his creamy discharge to release in her.

Ilsa and her friends are beyond broken as the sergeant finally fell.

“Yesh~♥! Please fill my pussy some more~♥!” Ilsa finally joined her fallen friends as she gave a lust crazed howl. A cock drunk smile on her lips as she rocked her hips back into the thug slapping her fat, cushiony ass. His cock still hugged in a tight, viper like vice even though her pussy has been battered and abused for hours.

“That’s a good slut! Can’t wait to put a kid in ya!” The man smirked as he gave another sharp smack on the group's new personal whore. His cock rumbled inside her as he gave her a few more sharp smacks on her ass before his cock unleashed his virile healthy load of cum in her. Indisputable from the dozens of other gooey, hearty bursts of spunk that have been pumped into the erune slut, but still a powerful and warm one nonetheless as Ilsa happily took the man’s sticky release.

“Show much~♥!!” Ilsa cried out in bliss as she felt her pussy get filled again. Another one of her egged priced with another child as she felt his sticky discharge filled her. Merging with ceaseless other loads of cock batter that has been fired inside her. Nestled in her womb, filling it to the point that no more could fit but the men will centrally try and fit even more of their children in her until they finally grow tired.

“Can’t wait for you to pop out all our kids bitch.” The man said as she Ilsa drooled stupidly in the warm night air. An unending waterfall of cum oozed out of her cunt.