It's Brutal Out Here.

**Warning! Extreme content.**

As I'd half expected, the door slammed open, jerking me from my uneasy slumber. Two of the black clad guards I'd seen enjoying themselves with the lad before, or at least two dressed the same, it wasn't easy to tell them apart, charged into my room and dragged me off the bed.

"Come on the lovely," snarled one. "Time for you to be introduced properly."

"Oh no," I said, not even trying to keep the sarcasm out of my voice. "Oh no, lordy lordy, and me an innocent lass and everything."

That earned me a smack around the head, which made me see stars. That was something I had forgotten. My normal bodies had extra resistance built in. A hit like that wouldn't have even phased me, but this girl meat obviously had no such protections. I've always been a sarky cunt though, so this experience was probably going to hurt more than strictly necessary.

The two guards physically dragged poor little me out of the cell, taking the opportunity to fondle me pretty much everywhere as they did so. I bore there molestations without comment, feeling that this was just the warm up.

Sure enough, the table that had been so brutally utilised earlier was still there. And lined up in a row, in the front row so to speak, were a sorry looking bunch of youngsters, mostly dressed in rags, if anything.

I realised these were my fellow inmates, and no doubt I was going to provide them with a show. They probably thought it would add to my humiliation.

Two more guards were standing over the prisoners, although I'm not sure why they were needed. From my brief glimpse as I was hustled along, it didn't look like any of them had any fight left in them. This was slightly worrying for the longer term outlook, but I had more immediate concerns.

"Well, look at this then." This guard was slightly larger than the others, and had a gold insignia on his shoulder. "The boss has really outdone herself this time. A real Elf! And, fuck me, it's true. I... I... bend her over the table!" The last was said with some urgency, as he fumbled with his crotch area.

No doubt my Elven body's 'ability' was starting to make itself felt.

This was what I meant by 'desired sex beings'. The Elf species had some mysterious ability to make any and all around them as horny as hell. No one knew exactly how this happened. The best scientists in the universe had studied the effect (some had to be gelded first), but it wasn't, as far as anyone could tell at least, pheromones, nor some kind of visual or audible signal, or even a physic thing.

What it was, for the Elven species, was a death sentence.

I was forced over the table and my tiny knickers were yanked off. So much for my modesty then.

I saw the prisoners looking on, despite themselves, it seemed my 'attraction' worked on them as well, despite their poor condition. The only one that didn't seem to be bothered, I noticed as the guard captain grunted behind me, was the kid I'd seen being raped before. Possibly because he'd had his balls cut off.

All other thoughts were driven from my mind as something large and warm prodded at my behind. I opened my mouth to say something clever, but all that came out was a scream as he brutally thrust up into me, taking my virginity in a violent movement.

"Ahhhh!" the captain said, as his great big rod pushed its way up into my body. I cried out even more. It was like I was being split in half! I was too small for this.

And yet, somehow, I didn't pass out, or even die, though perhaps that would have been a better option.

The pain increased as he thrust repeatedly, harder and harder, and more desperately, and I thrashed about, even more desperately, in a futile attempt to get away. It was too much for another of the guards, and before I knew it another cock had shoved its way into my mouth, and I was suddenly being taken from both ends.

Even as I tried to adapt to the large meat inside me, the captain gave one almighty cry and rammed himself so hard up me that I'm surprised the two didn't meet in the middle. I felt him cum inside my poor body, spurt after spurt of alien goo.

After several long moments, which I didn't enjoy as I was still dealing with the second guard pushing his cock down my throat, the captain pulled out with a plop.

If my mouth had been empty I would have sighed, but there was little relief as his fellow guard took his place.

The whole ordeal probably lasted about ten minutes, but it felt longer, as all four guards poured their juices into my innocent, battered body. When the last one withdrew, I felt like I'd been hollowed out. I just lay there, unable to move, as fluids leaked out of me.

The first guard yanked my hair up, so I was face to, well, visor, with him.

"Not so smart mouthed now are you?" he said.

I croaked, and, with the last of my strength, spat a mouthful of cum at him.

In response he drew his baton and cracked me on the head, delivering me unto blessed unconsciousness.