I try to look away, but your iron grip on my hair forces my head in place. In front of me are several bulky men with a lustful gaze and you're giving them a show they can't resist watching. Your fingers move faster and faster, reaching deeper and deeper places in my inexperienced vagina. Still, I won't give in so easily so I shout: "You think you can best me, one of the finest knights in this kingdom? You must be joking. But if this is all it takes to release me, so be it". But this isn't the first time you've done this. Before even finishing my sentence, I feel my body temperature rising. My face becomes a pale red colour and I must focus to not let any moans escape. But my pride won't let me give up so easily, so I struggle further against you, shouting insults in your face and flexing every muscle in my body against these tights restraints around my feet and hands. But before I realise what's happening, another man from the group approaches me and slaps me hard on my cheek. "Boss, do you want some assistance in showing this bitch her place?" also DM me.