Chapter 1 - The Wardens Office

‘Glug~glug~glug’



“Gahhhh~ wooo! That’s the good shit! Where’d you say you got it again?”


With a heavy ‘thunk’ the thick looking bottle was slammed back onto the table, barely getting to wobble before being swiftly dragged from one side of the desk to the other. Waiting for it, an average looking officer was quick to take his own hefty swig before sitting forward to answer.


Life was easy here, far away from the nightmare’s that had breached the Wall’s, but that still didn’t mean that working in a military prison paid much. His eyes lingered on the bottle, already dismissing the heat in his cheeks as he turned towards the head jailer, a portly man who had clearly spent too much time out of the way behind his desk if the pot belly and stubble was any indication.


“Got it from one of the refugee merchant’s. Fucker didn’t even know what he’d got his hands on, but I suppose he didn’t have much time to take stock, what with almost being Titan chow.”


There wasn’t even a hint of remorse as they both fell into a fit of intoxicated giggles with the Warden even slamming his palm against his desk as the laughter robbed his breath.


“Bahaha, of course he didn’t! Dirty peasants get all the luck, now they’re here! Taking our food, muddying the streets! Where’s another campaign when you need one!” He slurred, waving his arms about while his drinking buddy snorted and shook his head.


“Fuck if I know, but I’ll tell you, things have really gone to shit around here.” He grumbled, his eyes lighting up as he jerked up so hard the warden choked on his newest mouthful. “Hey, is it true what they’re saying!?”


The Warden couldn’t respond as he pounded his chest to ease the sting, wiping his chapped lips before glaring at his subordinate.


“Tch, what are you on about you damn fool?”


The Guard was unperturbed, leaning closer as if to share some top secret information he had somehow managed to get his hands on.


“You know, it? They say there’s….” His head leaned closer and he cupped his lips. “A Titan! Way down in the dungeon’s!”


The Warden snorted, sending such an unimpressed glower to the other man that he shrivelled, regretting opening his mouth as his superior sneered.


“Don’t be such a hick, of course there’s no Titan! Definitely something fishy going on though. Heard they locked up some fresh recruit, Jaeger I think? All the big wigs are getting involved, the poor sod. Imagine he’ll be executed before the weekend…”


The Officer tipped the bottle in a truly unempathetic salute, lifting it back to his lips. The second he got a taste though a brutish knock rocked the door to his office, the thunderous ‘BANG-BANG-BANG’ causing both men to jump while the Warden simultaneously cursed at having his drink poured down his shirt again.


“Oh for- WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?”


There was silence for a moment before the door was slowly, cautiously pushed open, letting in a clearly nervous young man as he cleared his throat and met his bosses glare.


“Uh, s-s-sorry, Sir! There’s a girl from the Survey Corps here…”


“AND!?” The irate man bellowed, clutching at his thoroughly sodden shirt. “Tell her to wait for the morning, the day staff can deal with it! No one’s supposed to be here!”


“I t-tried to tell her, Sir, but, uh, she’s not really taking nOH!” With a jolt the newbie was shoved to the side, making way for the soldier in question as she boldly strode through the door and up to the desk.


The Warden turned purple but the hazy eyed guard gave a long, low wolf whistle as he ran his eyes up and down the girl’s form. Her eyes might have been cold and indifferent but her body was stacked, pressed tight against the coarse, white fabric of her uniform as she crossed her arms and failed to even acknowledge his indulgence. That didn’t mean she couldn't feel the way he was mentally undressing her though, paying special attention to how her curves and thighs bulged enticingly around the brown leather straps of her harness while her heeled, knee high boots pushed her feet up and her firm ass out.


“Damn Scouts, who the hell do you think you are? WHAT’S YOUR NAME SOLDIER!?”


Whatever intimidation factor he was going for meant little to the exotic beauty as it was immediately ruined by the wobble in his neck and the ginormous damp spot spread across his uniform. Nevertheless, after a moment of evaluative silence she reached up to tug down her blood red scarf, exposing the harsh expression and downward turn of her red lips.


“I need to speak to… one of your prisoners.” Her fumble went ignored by the Warden, his face incredulous before pinching the bridge of his nose.


“One of my, grrrr, I don’t care! You can come back in the morning, now get out of my office! Stupid peas-”


“I need to speak to him now.” 


The boy behind her audibly gulped as he watched the exchange fearfully, cringing as he saw the Warden puff out his chest, ready to rain down a verbal hellstorm on the poor girl. Fortunately, he didn’t get to as the subtle cough of his subordinate drew his outrage in their direction.


The guard didn’t wilt, raising his eyebrows pointedly as he tilted his head towards the unreadable scout watching them so closely. What she didn’t see though as the Warden stared in outright confusion at his minion was the way said guard smirked and pulled his hands up to his chest, miming the curve of her breasts. The Warden’s eyes lit up in only the way a crude drunk’s can, turning inquisitively towards the fully clothed scout and taking her in a second time with his anger put to the side. A lick of his lips told enough of how much he liked what he saw, the scowl melting into something imperious as he drew back to his full height and considered her judgingly.


“Very well, which prisoner under my care are you looking for, Scout?” He drawled, making it clear he thought very little of them both as Mikasa’s glare sharpened and her fist clenched.


“Eren Jaeger.” The second the words left her mouth Mikasa felt a chill run down her spine, not liking how the Warden’s eyes glinted greedily before melting into something smug.


“Ho? Well, isn’t that a coincidence!” He looked to his equally grinning accomplice. “We were just talking about Mr Jaeger! Why, I was just saying how so many of the upper brass were interested in his future. Only seen them get this way around the worst of traitors.”


On the outside he tried to appear sympathetic, but only a fool would miss the way he subtly licked his lips before nodding as a shadow fell over his eyes.


“Like I was telling the good Captain here, I doubt he’ll live long enough to see next week. No one gets in, no one gets out.”


If any of the men in that room were even slightly proficient in their jobs they would have noticed the way Mikasa’s fist clenched and her muscles tensed, bloodlust radiating off her form as she flexed her knees and readied herself to pounce. All she had to do was take them down and grab the keys, it wouldn’t be that hard to subdue any other guards along the way and once she cleared a path, her and Eren could make a break for it. She just needed one opening, almost, almost-


“Of course, I could make an exception for a brave member of the Survey Corps, so dedicated to sacrificing their bodies for the good of humanity!” Mikasa’s countenance eased back into one of indifference as she watched the man hem and haw. “If only we could make a… deal.”


A bad feeling began to swell in her gut, climbing to the base of her throat. But it was for Eren. No matter what, she had to save him!


“... What kind of deal?”


A vile grin stole across his features but the Warden quickly wiped it away, innocently rubbing his chin as he pondered the question.


“Let me think… Private, lock the door, if you would.”


Mikasa’s body stiffened as the nervous boy did as asked, closing the door behind him and clunking the lock shut as he leaned there uncertainty.


“I meant with you outside it but whatever, I suppose. Now then miss, I don’t think I ever got your name?”


“... Mikasa Ackerman… Sir.” Her stunted reply had him nodding.


“I see, I see, Mikasa then!” He clapped his hands and rubbed them happily. “So! Here’s what I propose. On one hand, it's no easy thing to get visiting permissions for just any prisoner, especially one so high profile!” He shamelessly hammed it up and his guest was clearly unfooled as she watched him while he started pacing back and forth before her. “I mean, it's not as simple as unlocking the prison wing and waltzing in! No, I’d have to make something that’d get you permission, cover my own tracks, that all after finding out where in our massive, sprawling complex he even is!”


Her eyes widened at that last bit and like a shark smelling blood he capitalised, nodding gravely before walking back behind his desk.


“Oh yes, Mr Jaeger’s case is very serious and awfully unique. They wouldn’t just set him up inside any old cell! No, it would be very difficult to find out just where… not impossible though…” He leered and Mikasa’s knuckles turned white.


“Just get to the point already, I have no time for your games. What do you want in return?”


Both experienced officials shared a look and smirked.


‘Gotcha!’


While the Warden sat back in his chair, his cohort got up to leisurely approach her from the side, making her eye him warily as he saddled up awfully close with hands in his pockets.


“Now now, there's no need to be so hasty! It’s quite simple, really. We just so happen to work such long, tireless hours here. It’s quite out of the way after all and so it can be quite difficult working up the will to leave the onsite barracks and make our way into the city proper. That makes finding the time to really… enjoy life, rather rare. Do you understand what I’m saying, Miss?”


The bad feeling grew stronger and Miaksa felt herself shy away from the sinister amusement radiating off of the man to her side.


“...No, I don’t.” She was blunt as a hammer, but that just made the Warden smile all the wider.


“You see, Mikasa, it's so hard to find good entertainment for us lowly prison guards, and I’m putting a lot on the line! That’s where you come in. I’m sure a refined lady such as yourself wouldn’t mind doing her due diligence for us tirelessly working public servants in putting on one, small show?”


He couldn’t cover up the hunger in his tone any longer and Mikasa reared back like he was a snake as she saw the unmistakable lust in his eyes. The same sensation came from her left and she stepped away from the equally tense Captain as he made sure she could see the way he adjusted his bulge. The colour drained from her face and the indignation showed as she whipped back around to face the Warden


“You think I’ll-”


“OF COURSE!” His voice poured over her snarl, drowning it out as he clasped his hands and met her unflinchingly. “You don’t have to. You can go on your merry way and wait like the rest of us for poor “Prisoner” Jaeger’s trial. I’m sure you’ll be able to say a few words right before they shove him in front of the firing squad.”


Her eyes clenched shut and her harsh face stonewalled but with that the Warden knew he had won. The boy by the door watched on with baited breath, not quite believing what was going on as he saw his crooked boss show a mouth full of teeth. The office was silent, not even their breaths making a stir as they waited for the stock still Scout’s response.


“... Alright.” Defeated eyes met the Warden’s as he chuckled quietly. “I do… this, and you let me see Eren.”


“Of course, my dear, of course! I’d never go back on my word, far too beneath one of my position!” 


Mikasa didn’t look like she believed him but what choice did she have? Taking a deep breath, her shoulders dropped, avoiding looking at anyone else as her stiff hands struggled to decide where they should be.


“How do you… want me to… start?”


The Warden’s flushed cheeks stretched as she struggled before leaning back and humming playfully.


“Hmm, I suppose we should start at the top! The jacket and shirt, please, my dear.”


His hand dropped down behind the table as Mikasa shrugged the Survey Corps leather jacket from her shoulders, making no move to hide exactly where he was touching himself as her hair covered her eyes and she kicked it to the side. Her fingers came up to the buttons, unsure and uncommitted as she popped them one after another before stopping as she got to the bottom. The barest hint of cleavage peeked out beneath the brown strap running along the top of her chest, making the Guard lick his chops as she failed to let go and reveal herself.


“Go on girly~” He murmured as she shuddered. “You’ve already come this far, nice and slow now.”


Her eyes were firmly shut and her head turned away from him, but still she found the will to power through. With glacial slowness she took both halves of her white button down and tugged them from the leather that held her hardness together, freeing the flowy material and dragging the two halves apart. Both men cheered her on and the boy behind her gulped, making the ice cold beauty flush scarlett as they drank in the toned nature of her body. Her bra was plain and of a low quality, a combination of hide and cotton sewn together that offered minor protection while keeping her nicely sized chest packed tight so that it didn't bounce around unnecessarily.


“By the Walls she’s ripped!”


Mikasa’s core tightened as the Guard ran his hand down her flank, making the Scout gasp as his nails scratched the definition of her abs while she impaled him with a venomous glare.


“You said just a show-”


“And this is part of the show!” Came the Warden’s grunt while Mikasa’s lip nearly bled from how hard she was biting it.


Nevertheless she tried to ignore how the creepy batard’s eyes lingered on her chest while his hand rubbed harder, closing her eyelids again and convincing herself that it would all be over soon, then she’d be able to help Eren. Until then, she just had to put up with the slightly sweaty fingers still caressing her stomach, flattened palm scraping over her muscles before dipping down and leaving goosebumps in its wake as they sunk perilously close to her waistband. Before she could complain though they went back up and circled around, feeling up her back muscles while the Guard gave an impressed sigh.


“My oh my, you Survey girls are a different breed, aren’t you? Whaddya think Private, have you ever seen a beast like this?” 


You could almost hear her teeth grinding together as she shrugged her shirt from around her shoulders, the fabric pooling down her arms to be pulled off while the nervous recruit stuttered out his denials.


“Pfft, what am I saying, of course you haven’t!” His eyes turned back to the beauty as he smirked, disregarding the spluttering youth while she tossed the button down to join her jacket. “Guess it’s your lucky day!”


“Mmm, I agree, very nice!” The Warden laughed as she resisted the urge to cover herself up. “How about you strike a pose for us, hahaha!”


Mikasa snarled and almost threw herself across the desk right there but the sudden tight grip of a hand around her wrist put a stop to that plan.


“Now now, no need to start getting shy! Here, just put your arms like this…”


Mikasa surrendered herself to the Guard’s guidance, cleavage turning red as her arms were pulled up to lace together behind her neck, pushing her chest out enticingly while she was prodded to cock one hip to the side.


“Yeah, hngh, just like that! How’s she taste?” The Warden grunted as sweat beaded across his forehead.


“Hehe, good question! Let’s see~” He leaned down quickly, making Mikasa jump and hiss as he ran his tongue across her bare, smooth armpit. “Mmm, nice and salty!”


“You bastards.” She snarled but that only amused the guard.


“Yeah, of course she does, damn peasants never even heard of a bath!” His insults fell on deaf ears as Mikasa refused to even acknowledge him. “Now, the rest! Keep the harness on.”


The Scout trembled but obeyed, reaching down to the button on her white trousers as she started to undo them. Admiring hands landed on her hips but she refused to entertain his sick tendencies as she focused on pulling down her pants while undoing her boots. All her focus went to undoing the specific buckles on her harness that would allow her to strip herself without undoing the entire ensemble. It was almost like an escape, sinking all her concentration into the simple task, and that left her defenseless to familiar fingers as they gripped her boring, functional panties and tore them from her crotch!


The violent ‘riiiip’ made her jerk up straight, trousers pooling around her feet as she whipped around to stare in outraged disgust at the Guard now holding her ruined underwear. With a smug smile he didn’t say a word, knowing she wouldn’t do anything as he brought them up to his face and gave a deep sniff of the fabric.


“Haaah, not bad! Here, Private.” He threw the garment towards the door, snickering as the lad fumblingly tried not to drop them before clutching them to his chest. “Take a gander, what do you think of those, huh? Why don’t you have a little sample?”


The boy blushed almost as red as Mikasa but still withered beneath his superiors expectant stare, daintily bringing the cotton up to his nose and taking a few tentative sniffs. They rang like gunshots and Mikasa could feel the humiliation burning in her chest as he held on for a little longer than necessary, seemingly hypnotised before being roused by the mocking laughter of his boss.


“Uhh, it’s, i-i-it’s, ah, sweet?” He hunched in on himself as both elder gentlemen laughed at him.


“Pfffff~ yeah, you hear that Cadet Accerman? The boy thinks you smell sweet, isn’t that cute?”


If possible, her stature grew even more rigid, her lack of reaction a reaction in and of itself as the Warden huffed like a pig and waved her over towards him.


“Alright, alright, that’s enough, you’ve had your fun for now! Come now little Miss, get a little closer and let me get a good look at’cha!”


With a jerky kick she stepped from her trousers and shoes, approaching the Warden’s desk, hyper aware of just how cold she felt without any real clothing. With a wince inducing shriek the Warden pushed his chair back, patting the space in front of him and making her jaw clench as he lazily gestured her closer.


“Now Soldier, that’s no way to approach your superior! You’re still too far away, pop yourself riiiight here!”


The sounds of two different trousers being adjusted rang out behind her as they were blessed with one of the firmest bublebutts known behind the walls as it shook and bounced in front of them, emphasised by the leather framing it as its owner rounded the corner of the Warden’s desk to step stoically in front of him.


Eyes lit up, already erect cock hardening further as the ice queen before him desperately tried keeping her muscular legs pressed together, hiding her treasure from him as she stood between his wide spread trunks with her ass cheeks barely brushing the desk. His hands came up and Mikasa’s nostrils flared as he felt just above her knees, squeezing and prodding the hard earned musculature before slowly sliding them up the sides of her limbs.


“Gehehe~ I didn’t know the lower classes could make pretty little things like you, why on earth would you choose to be Titan food in the making? There’s plenty a bright young lady like you could do somewhere, say, safe?”


He was practically drooling as he felt the silkyness of her thighs, running his fingers between the leather straps and trailing up to her hips as disgust welled up within her.


“You mean someplace like here?” She sneered, shuddering as he leaned forward to stick his bulbous nose into her belly button, eyes rolling up to meet hers as his smile gleamed.


“Why, what a splendid idea! What do you say, think we could put her to good use?” Him and the Guard chuckled together.


“I think I’ll, MMPH, pass.” She hissed as the Warden gripped her by the knees and forced her legs apart, making her eyes widen and her hand shoot down to cover her slit reflexively.


“Hmm, come on, it’s not much of a show if you’re always covering up!” He strained himself as he tried to force her hand away but Mikasa barely even felt it.


The obnoxious ‘Cough’ from behind reminded her she wasn’t alone though and with a sigh of self-loathing she dropped her arm to the side, leaving her wide open for the Warden to gleefully examine her snatch while she squirmed before him.


“Oh ho ho~ so neat! What a treat you’ve given us Miss Ackerman. Go on, spread yourself a little, gimme a nice good look at your pretty little pussy!”


Mikasa could feel his breath against her petals as he panted but she forced herself to remember why she was here. Eren needed her, and that’s why her fingers came down to slide against her dry lips before flexing to spread herself open.


“Gorgeous! Absolutely divine, such a pretty pink colour!” His hand fell back to his bulge and Mikasa choked down a whimper as he pressed his nose right to her flower to take a deep, intrusive snort of her entrance. “Hnnnnngh, the Private was right, you are pretty sweet!”


Her knuckles turned white from the restraint of not snapping his neck right there, all while the Guard admiring her body from the rear up found it to be the height of hilarity. An insistent pressure made her rotate on her heels, gaze firmly on the table as she was forced to look at the other two occupants while the Warden salivated at the view of her backside.


His hands captured her cheeks and squeezed, making her gasp as he sunk his nails into her smooth flesh before grunting as he fondled the orbs salaciously. Thick fingers left red marks in her flesh and Mikasa almost cracked a tooth from clenching as he spread her wide to coo at her softly winking star.


“Tsk, you’re disgusting!” She sneered before catching herself on both arms when his face pushed into her rump, pressing his nostrils to her asshole while motorboating her spongey globes as he drew her in.


“Haaaaah~ don’t be like that, such fresh, untainted beauty needs to be admired! Just lemme have a quick taste.” His voice was husky and Mikasa’s eyes shot wide, accidentally meeting the Private’s by the door as he watched her brace herself while another man stuck his tongue up and into her arse!


“Hrrk! You vile, FILTH!” She gasped as his slimy appendage burrowed its way between her cheeks. “I’ll kill you!”


A sudden force gripped her face and Mikasa’s startled orbs shot up to meet the sneering Guardsmans, wincing as he painfully squeezed her cheeks and ran his thumb across her tightly shut lips.


“Hey there, a sweet little rat like you shouldn’t be making threats! Would be a shame if all this effort went to waste!”


Her eyes burned at the warning but without even thinking about it she subsided, nails scratching the wood as her legs unthinkingly relaxed and allowed the Warden more freedom in licking her backdoor clean. A pressure on the crown of her head made her heart clench as she was forced to bow, now bent fully over the desk till her chin basically reached the opposite edge, just at the right height for the Guardsman to rub his crotch against her nose while she tried to press herself back.


“Tch, disrespectful street filth, stop struggling and be grateful you’re even making yourself useful! Beside’s as bait for those beasts outside the Walls!” She managed to turn her head slightly, snarling as his bulge rubbed against her cheek.


“Y-you said it was just a show!” She wouldn’t plead, though the desperation bleeding through was close enough.


“Yeah? And it’s just like the Warden said, this is how you put on a show!” He sneered before reaching down to unbuckle his belt.


Just as he unfurled himself Mikasa felt a finger force itself between her lower petals and she moaned, audible even as she muffled it behind her lips. That wasn’t good enough though and the smug air wafted down to join the Guardsman's musky cock as he pressed the fleshy tip against her face, smearing pre-cum along her tightly clenched lips and eyelids while her squirming intensified.


“HNNNGH, yeah! You hear that Sir, the Survey Slut is loving it!” He laughed as the Warden pulled his tongue out to join him, sitting up in his chair even while sawing a digit in and out from between her thighs.


“Of course she is, like you could expect anything else! You, Private, get your ass over here!” He barked.


Mikasa had completely forgotten about the third person in the room, another to witness her humiliation as he obediently scampered up to the side of the desk, getting a good side profile of her naked body decorated with leather as she was used as a toy for his superior’s sick amusement.


“Y-yes, Sir?” He trembled, red faced.


“Let me teach you a little something, as your Chief!” He grinned before gesturing the newbie closer and leaning back.


Following his bosses instructions, the freshly minted prison guard's eyes widened as he got his first look at a woman’s vagina, utterly fascinated even as the Warden’s sausage-like fingers pumped between her thighs.


“You see that? What does it look like to you?”


“Uhh, w-wet, Sir?” He sounded unsure but the Warden nodded vigorously, ignoring Mikasa’s first loud groan of despair as they examined her like a classroom teaching tool.


“That’s right, wet! You know what that means? That means she likes it!” He exclaimed proudly to the starry eyed youth.


Meanwhile, indignation blazed within Mikasa but the hand on her head and the fingers in her quim kept her from breaking loose, leaving her to growl impotently against the snickering Guardsman’s bulge while the Warden continued to shower his protegee in lies.


“B-but Sir, she doesn’t… sound like she likes it.” A huff from the Guards crotch came as if to emphasise it but the Warden just nodded patiently.


“Yes, yes, I know it doesn’t seem that way but you’ve got to remember what she is!”


The boy struggled for a moment, obviously unsure but still pressured to answer under the Warden’s expectant stare.


“A… a woman, Sir?” He stuttered, and after a moment of silence both men began to laugh raucously.


“Bahahaha! Close, but not quite! You see, this isn’t just any woman, this is a genu~ine Oriental who’s wandered into our humble place of work!” He wiped a tear from his eye, smiling as he ignored the renewed bucking and writhing of his teaching aid.


“It’s why they used to sell for so much on the slave market back in the day, you know, when they weren’t all rounded up! I mean, come on, look at her!” He snorted.


The curious lad leaned closer and felt his mouth go dry as he saw just how much liquid was pouring from Mikasa’s snatch, her labia red and puffy as it gushed a fresh glaze all down the insides of her legs while the muscles in her thighs twitched. 


“You think there was such a demand ‘cus they look funny? No, women like these are built differently. Designed for fucking, perfect for breeding! You can tell this one’s just a half and half, but you just know whoever got their hands on the mother-”


“YOU BE QUIET, YOU BAST-” Mikasa, teeth gnashing and her eyes livid at the insults to her parents choked as her mouth was suddenly plugged up with the Guardsman’s hand, jaw stretched painfully as he did his best to fit one meaty fist between her teeth, rendering her incapable of biting down.


His eyes met her own and Mikasa’s entire body slammed against the table as he forced his fingers to the back of her throat, drool spilling out around his hand while he played with her tongue. Tears beaded in her eyes and the Warden’s unending lecture was drowned out by the sloshing of the Guard pumping his limb in and out of her fiery mouth.


She gasped, heaving for a single breath as he ripped his fist out before making them both groan as he shunted his cock all the way down her throat. The fight drained from her body and Mikasa’s pleading eyes crossed as she tried to look at him, but all she could see was his open mouthed grin as he lightly shifted his hips, rubbing his glans along her tongue as she grunted.


“Yeee, that’s the ticket! Be careful now, no teeth or you’ll have to see the hospital before you see your boyfriend!” His hand slid along her shoulders, stroking and distracting her from the undoing of her bra before stripping it down her arms while she bristled.


Mention of Eren made her heart clench, thoughts of just how he’d react to Mikasa debasing herself like this for a group of men. She belonged to him, and that made it all the worse as she forced herself to keep an aching jaw pried open as she choked and gagged at the helmet bashing its way into the back of her throat. A puddle was forming beneath her chin, dripping down the side of the desk.


“Fuckiing Scouts, who taught you your MANNERS!” The Warden’s gruff anger made her eyes widen, right before the stinging ‘SLAP’ of his hand against her clit made her whole ass bounce as she gurgled out a cry while climbing up onto her tiptoes.


“You see Private, she might be a beauty but you’ve gotta remember just where she is in the food chain. For example! With a good, middle-class or above girl you’d treat them differently, but lower class trash like this? Well-”


His teeth shone as his smile turned even more malicious, the newly minted boy beside him watching on attentively as he used one hand to pinch a bucking and writhing MIkasa’s clit while the other crawled up to hook a finger right by the tightly clenched entrance to her asshole.


“They don’t need to be given the same respect~”


The cock in her mouth slipped out, leaving Mikasa gagging for air as the spit from the desk soaked into the tips of her hair. Her wary eyes flicked up, but she soon realised what he was waiting for as the Warden’s fat finger forced its way into the tight ring of her backside, making her splutter uncontrollably as her legs flexed and electricity shot through her body. Her eyes nearly rolled back and the Guardsman laughed freely as he watched her disoriented tongue come flailing out of her mouth to splash around on top of the desk, accompanied by the Private’s mind blown “Woah!” as he got to watch how Mikasa’s entire lower half shook as she spasmed, ejaculate pouring down onto the wooden floorboards below while The Warden twisted his finger up to the base and whistled at how hard her anal walls were gripping down on him.


“There she blows! See that Private? City girls would smack you into next week for that little stunt, but street rats like this cum like cannons!”


‘C-cum?’ Mikasa’ heart was pounding, struggling to remember just where she was as she felt her nipples burn from where they’d been rubbing against the desk, leg muscles sore and her lower lips shivering as the heat died down into a warm buzz. ‘Cum? I-I didn’t, I couldn’t have! It doesn’t feel good, I hate it, I hate it, I hate them!’


“And that was before we even got to the good bit!”


Mikasa’s limp attempts to rise halted as she processed what he had just said, only to start up fiercer as she tried to struggle free while a big hand latched itself onto her sweaty hip with a meaty ‘CLAP’, keeping her securely pinned as the Warden’s belt jingled threateningly from behind her.


His trousers dropped and Mikasa’s legs shook as she felt him rub himself against her fat cheeks, enjoying the softness of her skin before sliding his slimy cock head up the crack of her arse to press against her asshole. He was average in length, only about 5-6 inches but he was thick like the base of a wine bottle, making Mikasa’s hands flex as she scratched like  a cat at the wood beneath her while his monstrously girthy helmet began to squeeze itself into her backside.


“AH! Agh, ah, ah, ah, please! It hurts, oh God, it's tearing me! Please stop! Eren, Armin, anybody, PLEASE-”


“Sir, I know what you said but it sounds like it's really hurting her?” The Private’s unsure query made the sweating, red faced Warden snort as he grit his teeth and pushed his considerable weight forward while ignoring the high pitched caterwauling beneath him.


“Tch, of course it does, they’re a dishonest sort! Tell me boy, if it was really hurting her, then why is she SO, FUCKING, TIGHT!” His hips pushed forward and Mikasa screamed as his barely lubricated shaft burned its way into her asshole, feeling like a fire poker as he buried himself balls deep to press against her rump. “If it hurt, she would have loosened up, understand?”


The boy nodded as if to convince himself, staring bewilderedly at the still wriggling Scout while the Warden panted to get his breath back.


“Hah, hah, well then! Here we go!” His hips pulled back and MIkasa’s screech made them all flinch. “God dammit, would you shut the bitch up!” He snarled.


“With pleasure!” The Guard grunted and Mikasa’s wailing was abruptly cut off as her mouth was brutally plugged up once more. 


“Glurk-glurk-glurk!”


Her lungs burned, nostrils flaring as she desperately pulled in what air she could before having it forced back out as the cock in her ass pulled out before driving itself back in. Sweat dripped into her eyes and Mikasa quickly lost hope of any miracle rescue as she was dragged back and forth across the desk by both mens thrusting. They had no rhythm or cooperation, just simply burying their disgusting dicks into her holes as she slobbered at one end and clamped down at the other. Her nipples tingled and a hazy eyed Mikasa shuddered as she felt her skin getting warm, her tongue writhing against the underside of the moaning Guardsman's shaft while her asshole flexed, causing her walls to flutter as they buzzed around the inhumanly thick width of the Warden.


“See Private, she’s getting into it!” He laughed.


Mikasa refused to listen to him but the constant slapping of his pig-like belly against her creamy ass cheeks woke her up to the realisation that she had stopped clawing and started pushing, her hips bucking backwards as she forced herself to meet the Warden’s uncaring thrusts before throwing herself forward to press swollen lips flush against the Guards base.


‘Hrrrgh~ N-no, I’m not! It h-h-hurts, I’m just trying to get AWAY!’ Her whole body shuddered and her toes tensed as she pressed herself up, angling her asshole as the Warden punched down into her body and began to slam away at her more ruthlessly.


“Fuck, watch closely Private, this is how you treat a whore! If you’re gonna be a man, you’ve got to know when to fuck a bitch like a BITCH!”


He leaned closely over her back, pressing his sweaty front against her equally moist bare back as her curves jiggled relentlessly at his jack hammering of her asshole. Mikasa thought she might be foaming at the lips and her abs clenched as the pounding into her guts stuttered. A long, sorrowful moan gurgled out around the Guards sawing cock and she felt two thick palms smack down onto her ass cheeks as the Warden gasped against her shoulder blades and came.


Mikasa’s whole body went limp as she felt spurt after spurt of molten hot cum filling her asshole, packing itself deep into her bowels as she spasmed, tongue hanging limp outside her lips as the Guard drew back to pump his slimy shaft.


“Haaa, that’s what I’m talking about!” The Warden sighed, reaching for the forgotten bottle of booze to take a swift swig before merrily slapping Mikasa on the ass, snickering as his cum began to leak out while she groaned and he looked to his more senior subordinate. “Huh? You didn’t cum? What, she can take it up the ass but she can’t suck dick?”


The Guardsman snorted at his Chiefs incredulous stare, still fisting his length before humming while his pre-cum lathered tip rubbed against her hair.


“Nah, she’s a perfectly fine hole but I wanna get in on some of the good stuff, ya know?”


His menacing chuckle made Mikasa’s insensate form twitch uncontrollably, wishing to escape but unable to find the will as the Warden rubbed his chin and looked to the side.


“The good stuff, huh? That reminds me, whaddya say Private?”


The boy’s head shot up from the anally bred Soldier in front of him to his limp dicked boss, unable to believe what he’d just heard as the man stepped back and patted Mikasa on the flank like a mare.


“Wanna give her a ride?” He leered, rolling his eyes as the scarlett faced youth spluttered and tried to hide his embarrassment. “Oh for Fuck sake, stop being such a virgin and man up a little, will ya? Here.”


Mikasa grunted as she felt herself being flipped over, ending up splayed out on her back with her red tits wobbling as her legs fell apart powerlessly.


“Just get your cock out and stick it in the hole! If it’s my sloppy seconds you’re worried about then aim a little higher!” He guffawed, taking another drink as the boy hesitantly stepped between Mikasa’s muscular legs.


His embarrassment was just as clear as his excitement, fumbling with his trousers as he tried to untie them while both men watched on mockingly. That all changed though as he finally got the strings loose, dropped them down and dragged himself out.


“Holy shit!” The Guard gasped, still stroking himself as a dazed MIkasa focused her eyes on him and realised her whole perspective had changed. “The hell happened, your mother fuck a horse!?”


Her face tilted down, squeezing the sweat pooled on her neck as she looked past the friction burns on her chest and felt her spine turned cold. Eyes wide, Mikasa’s trembling body refused to respond as the same nervous boy from before dragged out the longest, fattest cock in the room. It was lengthier than the Guard’s and girthier than the Warden’s, riddled with veins and oozing pre-cum. She was so shocked she even missed how the boy simultaneously puffed out his chest at the Guard’s amazement while hunching his shoulders at the Warden’s blatant envy.


“Tch, some people get all the luck. Imagine giving a monster like that to the only guy who wouldn’t be able to use it!” 


The Warden chugged his drink like a man dying of thirst while the youth clenched his teeth, anger flashing in his eyes at the older man's ridicule.


“I would have gotten to use it-”


“Oh please, you don’t even know how to stick it in!” He sneered.


“Sure I do!” Came the hot reply as he stepped up to her violated body, moving between her legs and fisting his throbbing cock as she jolted and tried to move.


“W-wait a second!”


Mikasa went ignored as the donkey dicked jailer lay himself against her still puffy mound, trying to hide his unsureness as he ground the underside of his shaft against her clit, causing her entirely oversensitive body to buck at the touch.


“That’s it boy, just push the tip against her slit and have a poke around, you can’t miss it!”


It was almost wholesome how the older Guardsman’s attitude was opposite to the Warden’s, getting a shy smile of appreciation as the youth followed his senior’s instructions and scraped his helmet along her slit. He knew he found it as he touched a slight dip, accompanied by Mikasa’s panicked gasp as she felt that fat, spongey monster widen her entrance slightly.


Her core clenched and she reached down her body, both hands pressed against his sternum as she fought to push him away while failing miserably.


“P-please, No! Don’t do it, I’m saving myself for Eren! You’re too big, you’ll kill me!”


The boy paused as he saw the fear in her eyes, the bottom half of her face glistening with saliva and her hoarse voice making his heart clench sympathetically as he almost did as she asked. Unfortunately, just as he eased backwards, his gaze dropped down and he took in the state of her crotch. Words from earlier reverberated through his brain and simple eyes lit up as if reaching enlightenment.


“Oh, I get it!” The little hope Mikasa had died as she saw the grin twisting his lips, the brief space he had made that gave her false hope hitting her harder than either cock she had taken so far. “Your mouth is saying no…”


His tip angled down and Mikasa jerked as she tried harder to push him away, shaking her head wildly as he kept himself on target while drawing back.


“But down here-”


“PLEASE!”


“You’re saying YES!”


His hips finished pulling back, his cock punched forward and MIkasa’s whole universe turned to static. The massive head of his shaft stretched her wide open, feeling as if it would rip her in half as she squealed and held onto his shirt for dear life. The sensation of burning had her almost leaving claw marks in his uniform, her teeth grit together as her nostrils flared while the boy groaned at just how tight she was.


“Gahhh, she’s so, so WARM! I can’t even get all the way in!” He gasped, coming to a halt only a couple inches into her gash as her spine bent while she thrashed.


“That’s the spirit kid, don’t let up now! It’s just like fishing, relax a little, then reel her back in!” The Guardsman cackled and the boy was quick to obey.


Mikasa almost cried as she felt the pressure abate, the deep recesses of her mind drenched with mortification as the weapon in her cunt punished her insides and forced the jizz up her shit pipe to go shooting back out. That all fell away though as she felt the body between her legs tense, causing her to cry out again as he forced another inch down her gooey quim before repeating the process.


In and out, in and out, he just kept going, fighting her desperately tightening pussy every step of the way as he battled to spread her wider and wider. Meanwhile, the Guard by her head tired of just being a spectator, stepping back up to the plate until her entire field of vision was filled with nothing but a hairy, wrinkled, sweaty ballsack.


“Don’t go spending too much time on the newbie, remember to respect your elders!” He huffed, right before dropping his nuts onto her mouth and nose.


Mikasa’s eyes fluttered as his musk filled her nostrils, making them flare as she moaned into his package while the man above her sighed.


“Come on slut, stop being lazy and get to licking!” He hissed, right before making her yelp as he gripped her nipple and twisted.


While her mind occupied itself with the mind numbing sensation of a spear ripping her to pieces, her body hastened to obey and avoid anymore pain, forcing her tongue to go soaring out of her sopping cavern to run riot along the creases of his ballsack.


“Ahhh, that’s the ticket! Don’t you miss a single centimetre, I want my balls to fucking sparkle!”


Mikasa gargled on her own spit but did as she was told, her knees coming up to hug the private’s waist while her tongue writhed around one testi and then the other, pulling them between her plump lips and giving them a sloppy bath while the Guard moaned and continued to pump his impatiently waiting shaft.


“O-oh, shiiiit, she’s pulling me in!” The boy between her  legs cried unbelievingly, drawing the jealous Warden’s ire from the sidelines.


“Of course she is dimwit, she’s basically a beast in heat!”


His own cock gave a limp twitch as the depraved scene in front of him dragged it back to life. The alcohol was clouding his mind, lust bubbling back up as he ran his eyes down her body before arriving at her feet.


“Fucking slut!” He licked his lips, “Gimme that!”


The Private yelped but didn’t dare stop pumping as one of the legs clutching onto his waist was dragged out wide, making Mikasa give a muffled squawk as she was suddenly spread so vulgarly.


“Low-class whores have no business with feet this pretty.” He murmured.


Mikasa’s stomach flipped as she felt herself being forced further open, right before the slimy, wriggling sensation of someone’s tongue along the sole of her foot made her squeal pleasurably into the fleshy sack above her face. Her eyes rolled and both men grunted as she sucked harder and clenched down tighter. The pain in her quim melted away and for the first time, sheer warmth occupied her system as she cursed her body for betraying her, the pleasure running riot as she felt her toes being sucked and her heel nibbled.


“Damn filthy schlut!” The Warden slurred, both from the alcohol and the foot in his mouth while Mikasa’s body fell apart beneath their combined efforts.


“Hnn, almost, almost, almost, THERE!” The Private gasped, exhilaration filling his chest as he felt the Scout’s cunt finally loosen up enough for him to have some leverage.


With a mighty heave he dragged himself back, making Mikasa’s eyes roll wildly as it felt like her insides were being scraped out along with him. Once only his tip was left stuck he sucked in a deep lungful of air, squared his feet and pushed.


Both of them could feel it as he thundered down her brutalised tunnel, remodeling her to fit his size as he tore towards her baby room. The second he crashed against her cervix Mikasa felt a pain like nothing she had ever felt before, spreading the gates to her womb wide as he stomach clenched and her cunt gushed.


Her whole body flexed, making the Warden shout as her saliva coated foot was ripped from his lips while the Guardsman’s sack was dislodged thanks to her body leaving the table. The Private gave a yelp of surprise as her torso came hurtling towards him and her tits flattened against his chest, arms wrapping around his neck as her legs did the same to his hips while her face stuck out over his shoulder.


“Well boy, what are you waiting for?” The amused Guard’s tone made him look up in uncertainty while the older man nodded towards her tightly clinging body. “Don’t just stand there! Fuck her!”


His eyes lit up and without a moment's hesitation the boy dropped his hands, grabbing Mikasa under her twitching thighs, getting a good grip and bending his knees. With a shuffle they pushed away from the table and the vaginally ruined Scout saw her life flash before her eyes as she was dragged up, and up, and up the monolithic piece of man meat keeping her impaled.


‘EREN!’ Her mind screamed, right as she was let go to drop and she slammed down to the base of his cock. Her eyes rolled back, turning fully white as her jaw clenched and she screamed through her teeth.


“HNNNNNNGH, FUCK!” She came, and then everything started to move.


Fem-cum flew as she was violently thrown up and down on that monster cock, screeching like a banshee with every drop before moaning at every lift as the boy keeping her suspended fucked her with wild abandon in the middle of the air.


“GRRRR, you DIRTY fuckers!” The Warden gasped, standing to the side as he beat his fully erect cock to the sight of Mikasa getting her cunt pounded from below. “Look at this street trash, she’s fucking loving it! I guess the Survey Corps are the only ones who would allow pigs like you!”


Saliva splashed against her tits and Mikasa felt the junior jailer's breath on her pulse point as she was tossed around like a ragdoll, hardly believing in the shattered remnants of her mind that this was the same nervous teen from earlier.


“Hmmm, hope you don’t mind if I jump in here.” Came the voice of the Guardsman, causing Mikasa’s eyes to widen fully as she felt a body at her back.


“Be my guest, MMPH, Sir!” Came the cheerful reply and whatever hope she had died right there as the man chuckled.


“Why thank you!” He grunted.


Mikasa’s head flew backwards and landed perfectly onto the man's shoulder, shuddering as his cock reopened her slowly tightening asshole while the Warden's jizz lubed her up to give him an easy entry, making him moan happily as she tightened back down like a vice.


“Maybe there was some truth to your words, Warden! She’s already reshaped herself to take me perfectly!”


His grunt rattled her ear and MIkasa whimpered as his tongue licked her, digging around as her mouth hung wide open and the Private ducked his head down to suck on her nipples. The leather harness gave them perfect handholds to pull and push her between them, locking Mikasa into an inside melting rhythm as one pushed in while the other ripped itself out.


“You pathetic, simpering mongrel!” A hateful voice was immediately followed by rough, angry fingers grabbing her by the chin, making her gasp as her face was forced around to look to the side and meet the Warden’s spiteful, red faced sneer. “You came in here pretending like you hated it, but you can’t get enough of those cocks! I bet you want mine too, wanna have all three holes plugged up while we breed you like the servile bitch you were meant to be!”


“Nnnnnngh~” She tried to tell him no, but the combination of cocks bruising her organs felt like they were slapping around her lungs, making it hard to breathe let alone speak as the Warden hissed.


“That’s what I thought!” His hand wrapped around her throat, making her hazy eyes flicker fearfully as her air was abruptly cut off. “You disgusting, used up cunt, who gave you permission to get off on this!”


Her mouth opened wide, desperately trying to suck in air as hickeys were left on her chest while spit soaked her ear lobe, With a brutish tug she found her lips mashed against the Wardens, her insides turning as he forced their tongues to collide while he dug around behind her gums and drank her spit before tearing his head back.


“HRRRRK, SPATOO!” He hawked in his throat and spat directly onto her wildly waving tongue.


Mikasa felt it land in her mouth and couldn’t help but swallow it, forced to squeal as the men sandwiching her picked up the pace and began to rapidly slam their bodies against hers.


“S-S-Sir, I can’t hold on much longer!” The youth gasped.


“Then don’t, go wild!” Came the equally red faced reply.


“Drop her down bozos, let's give her what she really needs!” Came the purple faced cheer, still fisting his shaft as they followed his command and sent Mikasa tumbling to her knees.


The violated Scout cried out as she hit the harsh wooden boards, barely finding purchase with her hands before having her skull dragged back by the scalp, making her whine as her neck was tipped back and she was greeted by the sight of three throbbing cocks being stroked around her face.


“Come on slut, open wide and stick out that tongue! Stretch your cheeks out!” He seethed.


With one hand in her hair and the other around his cock, that left the Guardsman to slap her face, rocking her pleasure beaten brain as she moaned and limply tried to lift her arms. A second, more hesitant ‘SLAP’ made her chest burn and her tit bounce as the Private followed his superiors lead, the sting hurrying her up as she took both hands and slipped them into the corners of her mouth, fish hooking her cavern wide open as all three of them grunted and felt their nuts clench.


“Here it comes cunt, take it all!” 


With a grunt the Warden was the first to go, his fat belly jumping as he tilted his head back and let loose the last of his load, spurt after spurt shooting out to lance across her cheeks as she gurgled and felt his essence land along her teeth and tongue.


“Fuck, me too!” 


The Guardsman growled and made sure to memorise how his pent up load went bursting out from the tip of his cock, making her flinch as it slapped her in the side of the head and splashed against her hair, clumping it together as the leftovers dribbled down to stick her eyelids shut.


“Hah, I’m c-c-cumming!”


The Private’s frantic panting followed them all up and Mikasa felt one final orgasm splash from between her legs as his molten hot load absolutely covered her from the neck down, a spiders web of pearly semen plastering itself across her tits and cleavage before running down the grooves of her abs. Her entire body leaned back from exhaustion but to anyone else watching it would have looked like she was basking in it, exposing herself to the warm cum and moaning as it dribbled across the leather straps dotted along her body while staining her muscular thighs.


All three men stumbled back and left Mikasa to wallow in her disgraced state, sitting in a puddle of their combined witch’s brew as she sucked in lungful after lungful of air for her oxygen starved brain. She didn’t even seem to know where she was anymore, not looking up as they all cleaned their junk before tucking themselves away. The Warden’s chair creaked noisily as he sat down, wiping his sweaty brow and sighing out loud.


“Whooo, well, that was a treat! Thank you for the show, Miss Ackerman, I’ll have the Private show you out!” He waved.


“S-Sir!” The bewildered boy defaulted into a salute, looking uncertain as he glanced between the unresponsive girl and her clothes. “Sir?”


The Warden saw what he meant and smirked.


“Don’t worry Private, I’m sure she’s eager to go see Mr Jaeger.” That got a stir from Mikasa, her head coming up even as she struggled to look up through the sticky gunk clouding her vision. “Be sure to put some handcuffs on her… You know, just in case anyone sees you. A precaution, I’m sure you understand!”


The boy looked unsure but after everything else that had happened he was still willing to follow orders, heeding the subtle yet insistent gestures of his commanding officer.


“W-what? Wait!” Mikasa’s voice sounded weak and she hardly put up a struggle as her hands were forced behind her back, handcuffed tight in a way that pushed her jizz drizzled tits out as she was hauled up to her feet.


“Our business is concluded here, take her away!” He waved pompously, focusing on his drink as a struggling Mikasa was dragged off.


“Hold on! Where’s Eren, what about my clo-” The door slammed shut, cutting her off as her muffled yelling faded away down the hall.


Neither of the two remaining men said a word, both retaking their seats as the silence pressed in gently around them.


“Warden?”


“Yes?”


“I thought you said you still needed to find out where this Jaeger kid is?”


“Hmm? Oh, I suppose I did say that. Ah well, I’m sure if they wander around long enough they'll find him.


“In those huge dungeons?”


“Uh hu.”


“Full of prisoners?”


“Yes.”


“When she hasn’t got any clothes?”


“I think our boys have been rather well behaved, they deserve a treat! I’m sure the Private can take care of her…”


“... He‘s a good kid. Permission to speak freely, Sir?”


“Granted.”


“You’re a right evil bastard.”


