Chapter 12 - Four Way

"You're sure you're okay with this?" Dakota asked, for the millionth time.

"Yes, I am sure." Sypha responded. "Nervous, yes. But I am happy."

Just hearing her say that made Dakota immeasurably elated and sent her tail into a fit of wagging until she finally had to rein it in with her hands to stop its movement. It was official. Sypha was pregnant. It had been a week since they had sex, and the virile werewolf sperm had made quick work of ensuring its success. It didn't take more than a few days before Dakota had been able to tell that the blonde was pregnant by smelling her, her powerful nose picking up on the hormonal changes taking place. The big question now was, what was going to happen? There was only so long that they could hide this from their captors, and then what? They would have to come up with some kind of plan before then.

"Sleep well, love birds?" the Jezebel smirked as she appeared in the room, startling both of them.

"Jezebel." Dakota spoke, nervously.

"I need you, werewolf." Jezebel ordered. "Come with me."

"Not me?" Sypha asked.

"Not this time, no. Unfortunately, your pathetically frail human body wouldn't stand up very well to the task we have for Dakota, and Mordall does not wish to kill his newest human toy quite yet. Now, let's not waste any time."

With a click of her fingers, Dakota was gone from the shared bedroom and in an unfamiliar section of the castle. It was clearly less refined and lacked the detailed decoration that the main sections of the castle were covered in. This area was more of a simple, brick hallway with plain torches for lighting and heavy, oak doors lining the sides. It certainly was a far cry from the luxury that Mordall and Jezebel preferred to live in.

"This is where Lord Mordall's troops stay." Jezebel spoke from beside her. "They prefer the simpler housing and have no taste for finer living. However, they definitely have a taste for beautiful females, and you will do quite nicely to sate their appetites."

Dakota's heart sunk as she remembered back to the scene of Carmilla being ravaged by a troop of demons. She had, of course, already been fucked by demons before, but never more than one at a time. She suspected that now, that was going to change.

"Hey, don't give me that face." Jezebel mockingly pouted. "What kind of leader would not reward his men for their loyalty? You should be honored that you get to be the instrument of Mordall's generosity. Now give me a smile."

She reached up and pinched Dakota's cheeks, gently forcing the werewolf's lips into a smile.

"That's so much better!" the demoness laughed.

She dropped her hands away and Dakota's dismayed frown returned. Not particularly caring how she felt about it, Jezebel turned to the nearest door and opened it, shoving Dakota through and slamming it shut behind her before she could even see what was on the other side. She found out soon enough. The large room was occupied by four demons. They were standard troops from Mordall's army rather than the commanders she had seen previously, but they shared similar biology. And by similar, that meant that they were all large, they had scaley exteriors, and an assortment of animal physique intermingled. One had the head of a serpent, another had the head of a bird of prey, and the other two looked like some kind of cross between a crocodile and a Komodo dragon, with jagged teeth sticking out of their mouths. And all of them were already sporting stiff erections, clearly having been informed about their upcoming 'reward'. Their sizes ranged anywhere from about fourteen inches to two feet of bitch-breaking length. This was not going to be easy.

As soon as they saw Dakota's body being thrust into their room, their eyes lit up and gruesome laughs echoed from their throats. They closed around the scared wolf girl and boxed her in, already eyeing her like hungry dogs. The boldest of the four stepped in closer and picked Dakota up around the waist, his huge claws easily encircling her slender mid-section, and then her face was being thrust into his crotch, his fat hardon smacking against her cheek and making her wince. Dakota could have easily slaughtered them all, had she wanted. The problem was that she knew it would mean doom for her and Sypha if she dared to refuse the commands she was given. So, all she could really do was try to keep them from going too hard on her and keep the action tame.

Her plan wasn't off to a very good start. The demon holding her had no such ideas like being gentle, and he summarily dropped her several feet to the ground below before grabbing her head in one of his huge mitts and thrusting her face back into his groin. Dakota felt the urge to rip the beast to shreds there, but she restrained herself and allowed her cheeks to be used as a meat-stroker. The demon thrust his length along her face, roughly, making her wince. Pre-cum was periodically leaking from the tip of his erection and she tried to avoid it, but it inevitably ended up landing all over her. Her face, chest, shoulders, and arms were soon dotted with the slimy fluid, further steaming her attitude.

She wasn't given long to think about it. As soon as the demon grew tired of the outside and decided he wanted in, his cock head was immediately jammed against her lips in a brutish attempt at entry. Dakota gave a cursory bit of resistance, but she eventually allowed her jaws to be forced open and the demon to ram his way inside. Even though she had steeled her nerves for this the second she had been informed of her task by Jezebel, it still didn't make it any easier when the time actually came that she had a beefy, bestial cock pummeling its way down her throat. There was no finesse or control to be had about it, either. The simpleminded creature simply wanted to cram as much down her trachea as was possible, regardless of what it was doing to the poor girl on the receiving end.

Dakota's neck was immediately stretched out to an absurd degree, the golden collar digging into her newly re-sized throat as her walls were forced wide to make way for the demon's penis. Her hands instinctively flew up to his muscled thighs and shoved against him, but the rational part of her brain still managed to rein in her fighting, and in the end, it was little more than a flea beating its wings against a lion. It did nothing to stop the onslaught. The best she could do was simply to gasp in air where she got a bit of space and try to keep from blacking out. Her gag reflex was beyond her control by that point, so she didn't even bother trying to keep from choking. She was solely focused on filling her lungs wherever she could.

That is, until the other demons got tired of waiting. Dakota vaguely heard an impatient grunt from behind her, and then she was being lifted clean off the ground again. Her head was still being held tightly by the demon before her and she was still being used as a fleshlight to polish him off, but not her rear end was elevated and open for business, too. Mutedly crying out as her tail was harshly pulled out of the way, the discomfort from that was overshadowed by the presence of the new invader knocking on her back door. Her legs futilely kicked in a weak attempt to shove him away, but her thighs were summarily restrained by a pair of strong hands and then he was entering her.

Just like with her mouth, there was no finesse to be had here. Some lubrication was gratefully provided in the form of copious pre-cum that had slickened the demon's tip and her ass, but that hardly counted for much when there was a pole as thick as her arm forcing its way in. The piercing scream that accompanied the unceremonious entry was immediately silenced with another thrust down her throat leaving Dakota to just gargle and flail as she was split down the middle. Stars were dancing in her vision, but she couldn't tell if it was from the oxygen deprivation or just from the pain. In the end, she really didn't care because both were wildly uncomfortable and definitely not what she wanted to have happen.

It took some effort on the part of the demon coming from the rear, but with its considerable strength, he was able to bulldoze through even the tight resistance of Dakota's snug ass. Nearly two feet of cock were quickly fed to her butt until her plush behind was clapped against the reptilian thighs of the creature, a grotesque distension pushing her trim stomach out from her body and showing off just how deep and intrusive the penetration was.

Using his barbaric grasp on her tail, the demon wasted no time in beginning to fuck her hard and fast. The demon in her mouth growled in annoyance as his cocksleeve was pulled away from him and he lost half of his purchase down the Dakota's throat. Then began an erotically savage game of tug o' war. The two beasts yanked the poor werewolf back and forth at their whims, each competing to see who could set the pace they desired and keep their dicks buried in her holes the longest. No regard was given to the girl caught in between their contest, and Dakota just hung there suspended off the ground between them in the violent spitroasting, her legs absentmindedly flailing for purchase and her hands slapping tiredly against the oral violator.

Meanwhile, the other two demons were tired of simply being onlookers and began searching for ways to amuse themselves with the wolf girl's body. One of them snagged a frantic arm that was free and forcibly curled her fingers into a circle that was then wrapped around his turgid length. Her comparably small hand looked laughable in its attempt to encircle his girth, but the demon used her hand to the best of his abilities and began forcing her to stroke him with it. He started off simply manipulating her forearm to perform the motion, as she was hardly able to focus on doing it herself, but soon enough, he was simply fucking into her grip, turning her loose grasp into a masturbation sleeve to help relieve his impatient nature.

The fourth demon took a page out of his comrade's book and initially went for the handjob technique. However, after discovering just how little she was able to wrap her hand around him, his being the largest of the assembled cocks, he abandoned the idea and looked for other means to the same end. He dropped her arm back to do its previous job of trying to slow her face assailant and went to her back. By slapping his meaty tool down on Dakota's smooth, muscular back, he was able to clamp it down with his hand and thrust into her, grinding his shaft along her pleasant skin. Pre-cum was spilling down over Dakota's ribcage and dripping to the floor below, making her skin even stickier than it already was.

Just like his first try, though, problems arose. With the way the two fucking her were jerking her body back and forth between them, it was nearly impossible for the beast to keep a rhythm of humping at her from the side. Eventually giving up on that, he went to his third plan. Number three utilized Dakota's uselessly kicking legs. Grabbing her left leg and bending it at the knee, he was able to put his cock in the crook of her leg, behind the kneecap and thrust that way. It worked better than the other two had. Her creamy calf and thigh fit around him better than her fingers had, and her leg was able to move more freely and without so much interference from the spitroasters. He was able to use her body in that manner to get some pleasure and keep the whole operation going, smearing sticky pre all over her athletic leg.

Still, at the end of the day, it just wasn't enough to satisfy him. Growing tired of the half-measure that was fucking her knee-joint, the demon dropped her leg and looked for something else. Edging in next to the one currently pounding her ass, he shouldered the demon to the side and pointed his own cock at her ass. The first demon, angry at being stopped, pushed back, but he roared and growled loudly, his larger size and power intimidating the other and settling the issue. Grabbing Dakota's slender waist in one powerful hand, he held the girl still, the one in her mouth continuing to ram his way down her throat and lined his cock up next to the others.

Dakota had been largely despondent up until now. Her body still struggled futilely, and she still fought for breaths, but she had mostly tried to tune everything out. That was until she felt the second cock prodding at her already-stuffed butt. That sent a chill down her spine and immediately set her to fighting again. Her legs kicked and her arms tried to reach back to protect herself in some way, but now she was dealing with two demons back there who had the same goal. Each one grabbed one of her legs, holding her still, and ignored her arms, which weren't doing anything to impede them. Then came the real struggle.

The werewolf's ass was tight, to be sure, and she was already over capacity as it was, but the demons were strong enough to overcome those hurdles. With enough force and brute strength from him, the monster slowly made progress of squeezing his way into Dakota's ass alongside his comrade. Dakota was letting out choked screams nonstop and twisting her body every which way to try to escape the onslaught, but she simply couldn't. She was in far too vulnerable a position, too distracted by the one ramming her esophagus, and too worn out already to properly fight off the intrusion. So, with no real obstacle other than tightness to stop him, the demon eventually succeeded in forcing his dick into Dakota.

Everything went black for the girl as she briefly passed out from the insanity of being anally double penetrated. That would have been a gift, if only it had lasted longer since she would have been asleep during the remainder of the experience. Unfortunately, repeated facial bashing courtesy of the hips of the creature fucking her mouth soon brought her back to consciousness just in time to feel another five inches get propelled into her rear. Not even able to scream properly at this point, her brainwaves all mixed up, Dakota could only close her eyes and endure the ridiculous impalement she was receiving and hope than she would be freed sooner rather than later.

Eventually the demon managed to secure the majority of his two-footer in the werewolf's ass to his satisfaction. Then, displaying a surprisingly intelligent level of teamwork for the two relatively dumb creatures, they started to fuck her in tandem. Each one grabbed an arm on the opposite side, crossing Dakota's arms over her back, and also tightened their grasp on her legs. Using the support from their handholds, they started to fuck her. The one raping her mouth quickly got on page and helped them, as well. When they would yank her back, impaling her on their rods, he would use his grip on her head to pull her back the other way so the vicious cycle could start again. It wasn't quite the same high-speed rodeo that the ordeal had originated as, but it was so much more overwhelming for Dakota with the way she was being stretched out.

The first one of the bunch to lose the battle was the one in her mouth. Snarling, he pulled out of her grasping throat only to blast her pretty face with a powerful load of jizz. His canon went off over and over, raining down buckets of demonic cum on her face and hair and shoulders. Wherever it struck her, it stuck like syrup, clinging to her ears and fur and features, dripping off her eyelashes and nose. By the end of it, she was thoroughly coated and dripping with the stuff, a thick layer of seed covering her. Then, she was handed off to the displaced demon who released his hold on her hand and eagerly jumped in to take over at her vacant mouth, stuffing his dripping dick down her throat in a hurry and picking up where his comrade had left off.

One by one, all four of the beasts unleashed their climaxes. The next one to blow was the original demon who had taken her rear. He, too, pulled out of the hot embrace of her ass and opted to hose Dakota down with his jizz. Shot after shot of burning hot splooge flew forth and landed on the wolf girl leaving her ass and back totally glazed over. Then came the one in her throat. He pulled back until only the tip was left lodged in her mouth before letting his finish take off. Dakota's eyes bugged wide as each individual spurt filled her mouth entirely, bulging her cheeks out. She choked furiously, coughing up cum around his penis in a panic. Whatever she wasn't able to hack up during the arduous process was forcibly ejected from her nostrils while she was busy gagging. Streams of milky fluid jetted from her nose and trailed over her face and chin before joining the growing puddle beneath her.

With only one remaining, the demons cruelly dropped her right into the pool of jizz, her face laying limply on the cold brick and her ass elevated for the demon to crouch down and keep pounding. He lasted considerably longer than the others, but sure enough, he also lost the fight in her snug rear. Roaring, he hilted himself in her ass and let loose. Gallons of salty spunk were delivered right to her stomach, ballooning it up in a hurry. The demon held her tightly against him and vigorously hosed down her insides, feeding her unending streams of the stuff. When all was said and done, the demon pulled out of her ass nonchalantly, and they all exited to room to go back to their duties.

With the action over, Jezebel showed up again, flashing into existence near the entry. Carefully stepping around the pool of cum, she snickered and spent a couple minutes admiring the drenched werewolf.

"Looks like they really enjoyed their reward, huh, Dakota?" she giggled. "The army thanks you for your service and looks forward to using you again. Get some rest. You'll need it."

With that, she warped Dakota back to her room.

Sypha jumped when Dakota suddenly flopped to the floor of their shared room, and she hurried over, shocked by the werewolf's appearance. She was coated from head to toe in thick cum. It was everywhere. Even her beautiful hair and plush fur was matted and sticky with the sludge. Her trim belly was bloated with the stuff, too, letting it be known that she had received a good sized load either down her throat or in her ass. A quick glance at the wolf girl's butt gave Sypha the answer. Dakota's ass was gaping wide open in the aftermath of her reaming and there was a steady stream of jizz flowing out of her, forming a puddle on the ground. In addition, there were numerous bruises on her arms and legs that indicated something strong had grabbed her.

"Dakota!" Sypha cried out.

Grabbing the woman's sticky head, she raised it off the ground and cradled her face in her hands, gently slapping her until she came to.

"Nnnn…" Dakota groaned, opening a caked eye. "Sypha?"

"Dakota, are you okay?" Sypha exclaimed, scarcely believing how brutally her lover had been treated.

"Sore…" she murmured. "But…I'll be…fine. Werewolves…good healers…"

That was true. Werewolves were very good at healing. Almost unmatched by other beings for their natural abilities to recover from damage. However, that was a bit of a double-edged sword for Dakota, as she already knew. In about twelve hours' time, she would be right as rain again. Her bruises would be faded, her aches gone, and her throat would be soothed. Her gaped ass would heal and close back up, her muscles regaining their strength all over again. Unfortunately, that meant that every time she was fucked, she would go through the same experience of being stretched out. It was like having her ass fucked for the first time, every time. Sure, it was nice for her captors, who got a freshly snug hole to ravage indefinitely, but it meant more discomfort and pain for the poor werewolf. But Dakota was fine with that, so long as it meant that she took the brunt of the duties instead of Sypha. That was her main concern.

"Come." Sypha spoke, pulling on the werewolf's limp arm. "Let's go get you cleaned up."

"Sleeep…" Dakota groaned.

"You can sleep as much as you want after." Sypha promised. "Now help me help you. I can not carry you by myself."

Reluctantly forcing herself to move, Dakota allowed Sypha to pull her arm around her neck and use it to drag the heavy wolf girl to her feet. Cursing out Jezebel with every insult she could think of, Sypha then led her companion off to the baths to get her put back together.