At BabySub’s rescue:

The thing, whatever it was, seemed to be taking great pleasure at BabySub’s distress. It seemed to give it more energy, to give it more power to fuck her with. Her eyes rolling in her head, BabySub was almost unconscious, and had lost count of the amount of orgasms she’d had.

Sweating profusely, her body was growing limp. She groaned, an almost animal sound, as another orgasm approached, unsure if she could take it. Eyelids fluttering, her body quaked, as the cocks inside her pulsed and throbbed, totally frenzied, penetrating, finally making her cum again.

“Gmmmmhhhhh......”

She mumbled through the cock in her mouth, not even caring about the claw like fingernails that pinched and pierced her nipples.

BabySub fell unconscious before Dracubus opened the door and swept her from the room, cursing Myra under his breath, taking the sub to a different room. He didn’t want his brother dearest seeing her in there, his life would be hell.

He cursed his grandma also; if it wasn’t for her, he’d be able to keep the slut. One of these days he’d get shot of her, and when that day came... he’d have his ultimate revenge.

He’d let his twin take the slut. Fine. But Dracubus would have the last laugh. Of that, Mobius could be certain.

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After the rescue:

BabySub knew nothing of her rescue, nothing of being slung over Sir Mobius shoulder, or the horse, or the tender ministrations of Dee. Deeply unconscious, all she could see was what had happened to her.

It was as if she was looking at it from a distance, seeing it from another’s eyes. But she could feel it, every little bit, all over again. From the cleansing, to the agony of the torture; from the brutal fucking to the sweet orgasms, she felt it all.

“Nooo.... sstop... yessss..... ohhhh!”

Writhing and calling out in her sleep, BabySub re-lived everything, even climaxing, her body jerking wildly. Dee had to restrain her a few times, to stop her from hurting herself. She openly sobbed, tears streaming from her eyes, screamed when it hurt, screamed when it didn’t.

Her eyes flew wide open, and Dee held her shoulders, holding her down, shushing her.

“Don’t... stop it! Get off me!” Straining to get up, BabySub soon collapsed again, back into her slumber.

And then there was Dracubus and Myra. Their faces staring back at her, promising her they’d get her back.

“Nooo...”