『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer

Or, dive into your own fantasy.

A guard enters the cell, carrying a small tray with food on it. He sets it down on the floor and steps back, folding his arms across his chest as he watches you carefully. "Eat up, Hood," he says with a sneer, "you'll need your strength if you plan on surviving tonight." His tone is mocking and full of malice.

As you eat the coarse prison fare, another guard approaches from the opposite end of the cell.

The second guard chuckles darkly as he sees you eating in silence. "You know," he says, stepping closer to the cell bars, "I heard that some of the nobles are planning on having their way with you tonight... They're going to fuck you senseless, Hood." His voice is almost threatening, as if daring you to respond or try to resist.

The first guard eyes you warily from where he stands near the cell door. He idly scratches at his crotch and grins maliciously. "

The second guard glances at the first, then back to you. His gaze hardens as he says, "You know, I've always had a thing for thieves... Maybe I should get in line, after they're done with you." He pauses, letting his words sink in.

The first guard snorts derisively. "Ain't no use in being picky now, Ray," he says with a grin. "She's all yours once we get her to the private chambers."

"Well, then," the second guard says with a sneer, "why don't you make yourself comfortable? It might be a while before they get around to you." He turns and walks away, chuckling darkly under his breath as he disappears down the dimly lit corridor. The first guard shrugs and looks at you with disgust.

"Don't worry, Hood," he says, "you'll get your turn... soon enough."

The first guard snorts and shakes his head, looking away. "You're one tough cookie, aren't you?" he mutters under his breath before walking back to the cell door. He unlocks it with a key from his belt and swings it open. "Alright," he says, stepping aside, "let the games begin."

A group of nobles, dressed in their finest clothes and reeking of wealth and power, enter the cell.

The nobles exchange knowing glances as they see you looking at them confidently. The leader steps forward, his face twisted into a cruel smile. "I hear you've been quite the busy little thief," he says in a mocking tone, "stealing from nobles, soldiers... even the king himself." His voice drips with venom as he continues, "Well, tonight is your night to pay."

The other nobles chuckle darkly at his words, some licking their lips and eyeing you hungrily.

The nobles exchange amused glances at your confession, with the leader stepping forward once more. "Oh, that's quite alright," he says in a silky voice, his expression now twisted into a predatory grin. "We have ways of making you pay." He gestures behind him, and two guards approach from either side, grabbing your arms roughly.

"Come with us, little thief," the leader says as they begin to lead you out of the cell.

The nobles lead you through the dungeon, their footsteps echoing eerily in the dimly lit corridors. As you're walked down these halls of shame, your body brushes against theirs and you can feel the heat radiating off them; it only serves to heighten your arousal.

Suddenly, a side door is flung open, revealing a lavishly decorated room with velvet drapes, expensive furniture, and an ornate four-poster bed in its center.

The nobles push you forward into the room, closing the door behind them as they surround you. The leader steps closer, his breath hot on your ear as he whispers, "Now, my dear... Let's see what kind of payment you have in mind." He smirks wickedly before roughly pushing you down onto the bed.

The other nobles follow suit, climbing atop you and beginning to rip off your clothing with eager hands.

As the nobles begin to tear off your clothing, their hands brushing against your supple skin and causing delicious sensations to course through you, one of them leans in close, his breath hot on your ear as he whispers, "Oh, we'll do plenty..." Another noble growls sexily before roughly gripping your hips, spreading your legs wide.

The leader chuckles darkly and steps back, eyeing you hungrily. "You know what we want... beg us for it."

The nobles laugh darkly, their predatory grins widening as they hear your words. "So eager," one of them mutters before roughly pushing you back onto the bed. The leader steps forward once more, his cock already hard and ready for action as he positions himself between your legs.

With a growl, he thrusts deep inside of you, filling you to the brim with his massive length. You cry out in pleasure as he begins to pound into you without mercy, each thrust driving him deeper still.

The nobles laugh and groan in agreement, their lust driving them to take part in this depraved orgy. One by one, they join the leader inside of you, their cocks filling your tight passage as they begin to thrust with abandon. The bed beneath you creaks and sways from the force of their movements, while your body is pulled and stretched in every direction as they take turns claiming you.

"Oh fuck yes," mutters one of them, his voice thick with desire as he pounds into you. Another grunts, "