"Fukka fukaa!" he grunted. "Fifteen! Boss! Fifteen best!"
He grabbed Dinah’s slender waist and thrust forward, rubbing his slippery hog cock over her ass and between her cheeks.
She was perfectly happy to be humped by the big brute, but didn’t want her tight backdoor getting plundered by that massive pink prick.
She reached between her thighs and as he thrust forward again she caught him in her hand, just beneath the head of his twisted cock. She angled it lower, pressing him to the hot, aching furrow of her pussy.
"Ohhhhh, that’s it," she moaned. "Right there, my big, oinking bodyguard."
"Skrrrreeeeeeeoooonnnkk!" he squealed triumphantly, holding her hips in his stubby fingers and thrusting into the hot folds of her cunt.
The depth of that first thrust stole Dinah’s breath away. It felt as if he were screwing into her womb.
Trying to uncork her with that massive thing. Stretching her pussy and rubbing it in twisting waves as he pulled in and back out again.
His muscular legs and big belly beating against her firm rear. His cock skewering her with the fervor of a beast.
Each impact of his swollen body against her ass compressed her creamy flesh and sent ripples up to her swinging tits.
By the goddess, if Arman or Maya could see her now.
Throwing her firm ass back against him. Practically begging for this awful, filthy brute to plow her clutching cunt.
Her power infiltrating his body and mind. The goddess imbuing her with absolute authority over the dimwitted pigman. And she was using that authority with each wanton cry of, "Harder! Fuck me harder!"
There was no such thing as ’too hard’ when it came to the devotees of the goddess.
They were blessed with resilience and were fearless no matter who or what they were fucking. Even now, Dinah could feel the goddess protecting her.
A mere human might be in bloody agony, but as her abdomen bulged and her womb throbbed, she was in ecstasy. Pure pleasure. Unrestrained and animalistic. Stinking, sweaty, squealing, rutting into her. Again and again. Driving her to the brink.
And beyond. Pleasure bursting as bright and loud as Maya’s bombs. Caroming through her core.
Gripping and clutching at the thrusting corkscrew of Fifteen’s cock. She was in such pleasuer that she did not see the other pig beast until it had waddled over and was dangling its own corkscrew cock right in her face.
"Sqwwwwwwweeeeeonnkkkkkkk!" the newcomer squealed, fumbling at her head and dragging her face towards its slimy hog cock. "Plenty to go around, boys," Dinah giggled as she opened her mouth and engulfed the filthy cock hanging in her face. Moaning at the debasement she felt.
Imagining that Arman reacting to her being fucked in her pussy and her eager mouth by two hideous pig men. Ohhhh, but it felt so good!
Another orgasm wracked her body as she felt the hog cock slipping between her lips push into her gurgling throat.
She fought back the urge to gag and looked up gratefully at the feral beast, thrusting into her mouth.
"Fukka fukka!" squealed Fifteen.
"Fukka fukka!" agreed the other pig beast, rutting into the clutching depths of Dinah’s throat.
The two pig men seemed to reach an agreement, sharing her halves, fondling and thrusting until they gave out almost simultaneous screams of pleasure.
The tide of thick, gravy-like hog cum poured down Dinah’s throat, gushing and pumping out and filling her belly with the sickly weight.
As she drank the beast’s seed, she felt Fifteen’s cum spurting into her depths. Gushing against her womb and overflowing her clutching cunt.
Spurt after thick spurt, greasing his fleshy auger. Completing a lust-powered ritual that devoted him completely to Dinah’s will.
The other brute, nameless and squealing as she sucked off the last of its load, was similarly under her control. Their cock slipped from her body, drooling their spunk out onto the filthy floor.
"What fuck?"
Dinah opened her eyes and lazily looked over to the gate of the pen.
The goblin guards had come, finally drawn by the noises of pleasure.
Their jaws were slack at the sight of the lovely woman in the black leather straps among the filth of the pens, covered in pigman cum.
Dinah smiled, ran a finger along her lip to gather up a dollop of cum. She gently put it to her mouth and sucked it clean.
"Mmm. Delicious," she purred, already feeling the blessing of the goddess convert the cum stuffing her to more holy power.
The goblins exchanged a look, then grinned, stalking into the pen, ignoring the immense, monstrous brutes snorting not far from her. The lead goblin grabbed her arm in his tight grip. "You like fukka, slut?" the goblin crooned, his tongue slithering over his lips.
"Fifteen?" Dinah said mildly. "This fellow is being awfully rude. Could you do something about it?"
The goblin’s grin fell as he felt thick fingers grab his head. He looked up, finding Fifteen looming behind him, the pigman’s beady black eyes washed in violet light, his snout wrinkled in anger.
"Um..." the goblin said, looked back to Dinah, and snatched his hand back with a cringing grin.
"Good boy," the priestess said, brushing back her hair. "Fifteen? If you would."
Fifteen snorted, lifted the goblin, and hurled him away. The rest of the guards watched in slack-jawed awe as their captain made a screaming arc over their heads, then hit the cave wall with a very final crunch.
A low creak called the stunned goblin’s attention to the other pigman closing the gate to the pen, the same violet glow in his eyes.
Dinah hummed as she drew a comb from her robe, delicately running it through her dark locks, ignoring the screams and other less pleasant sounds as her new friends dealt with the guards.
Of course, the goddess gave her priestesses blessings of cleanliness as well. Sex was fun, but cleanliness was next to godliness.
When she rose and swept her robe upon herself once more, she felt the dirt and mud vanish, wiped away with holy power that would see beauty never tarnished.
"Mmm. Very nice," she said, smoothing her robe, the gold trim sparkling over her curves.
She strode up between the two waiting pigmen, their hands dripping with blood. She granted each a smile, running her fingers along one of their many chins.
"Now, my lovely boys, how about you show me where you two came from? Hm?"
Fifteen snorted, his flabby flesh wobbling as he trembled with pleasure at her touch.
He nodded eagerly, stomping to the gate, breaking through it like it were made of toothpicks.
Dinah smiled, touching her lips again, eyes lidded as she felt the goddess’s blessing fill her.
She couldn’t wait to make more... friends...
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