"Hey, there, sexy demi. It should be illegal for a demi to be so dang sexy." At night, a guard came downstairs looking drunk and about to stumble. He got close to my cell and then opened it. I was confused, and then two more guards came downstairs as the first one entered my cell. "What are you doing?" I said as the man began to take his clothes off. I saw the opened door and tried to stand up and run, but due to the severe injuries caused daily by Anna, I couldn't even stand now. My legs felt so heavy I couldn't move them even a little, but the door was open; this was my chance! I could escape right now!

As I struggled to stand up, I saw two more guards at the door beside the now-naked man approaching me. I tried pushing him away, but my strength wasn't there; instead, he was the one to move me to the other side of the room with a single strike. I flew back first against the wall and fell to the floor immediately. I struggled to get in all fours, but when I did, I felt a weight on me from behind. The guard mounted me as he pushed my head to the floor. I felt his hands taking my clothes off as the other two men undressed as they entered the cell, too. "Nooo! Whatever you're doing! Cut it off!"

He didn't comply with my words; instead, he kept ripping my clothes off as the other two grabbed my arms and held me in place. I felt their strength overpowering mine as they touched my body. Once I was naked, the first guard grabbed my hips and began to dry hump me from the back. As he was enjoying himself, the other two groped my breasts and tried to kiss me, but I didn't let them. "Go on, rape her already, Jay. Look how she's shaking her big ass. She wants your dick already." "Alright, don't mind if I go first."
Jay put his dick near my pussy as he grabbed my hips tight. Then, I felt him pushing his way inside me. It hurt; it really, really hurt. I tried to scream and move away, but the other two put their hands on my mouth as Jay began to pound me. "Oh! This pussy is the best! so tight!"

I looked down once they let their hands off my mouth, and I saw blood dripping from me. The men apparently noticed as well, but they didn't seem to care. Jay kept his hard pounding on me, making the whole room sound naughty as his member stretched me. I was suffering; it didn't feel as good as they were saying they felt. Several minutes went by in which they forced me to suck their dicks and move around as they ordered me to. They were taking turns to get inside me, so they all eventually took a chance at defiling me.

I wanted them to stop, but they only pounded me harder whenever I pleaded with them to stop. More minutes went by, and eventually, one of them decided also to penetrate my ass. I was being raped by two men at the same time, and I couldn't do anything about it. I was too weak now. They all eventually came inside me and left. They left me naked and dirty on the floor as they walked away, laughing and giggling. I didn't move from the position they left me. I could only cry as I tried to clean my body with my bedsheets.

A darkness invaded my body and mind that night, and my pure heart surrendered to the darkness. I stopped feeling since that day. Anna didn't notice what the guards were doing to me every night, and I grew numb to it. The food hadn't tasted like anything since then; nothing felt good or bad; it just happened. My soul began to corrupt as my heart turned black. The constant beatings from Anna now didn't hurt either. My body was numb to the pain. When I stopped screaming and crying at Anna's beatings, only then she got curious about what made me change.

"What is wrong with you? Why won't you scream? You worthless demi!" Anna got tired of hitting me with her whip and left me alone for a while. I assumed she got bored since I wasn't entertaining her. Jay kept visiting me every night. He kept on raping me along with his friends; they tried everything with me; they forced me to crawl and beg for their cocks. I got put through hell by them. It was diminishing and depressing the humiliations they put me through, making me do all sorts of nasty things for their pleasure. I wished for me to die at one point as they kept corrupting me.

My gray heart turned even darker. My soul drifted away, trying to escape the suffering, but it was in vain. It also got caught up and lost itself to hatred. I began to hate everything. I hated my body for being so lewd, I hated myself for my stupidity, I hated Anna for betraying me, and more than anything else, I hated the guards who raped me senselessly every day. Soon, there was nothing else but cum and hatred inside me. I don't remember much of that dark time. I only remember that six months went by and that the slave crest finally broke my magical defense against mind control.

I fell into a deep sleep the first time Anna took control of me with her commands from the slave crest. I didn't remember what I was doing while I was asleep, but I did have awful nightmares in which I mercilessly killed soldiers and civilians alike. I felt a rush of power every time I got taken over by the mysterious power of the crest. It felt like the seal was holding my power hostage until Anna gave me orders to do anything. My memory in that numb state of mind was blurry, and I couldn't control myself. I even began to take pleasure in the men fucking every day. I began to crave their manliness.

It was like I was drugged out, but it was only the mind-controlling crest that broke my train of thought constantly. I didn't care anymore; I was letting myself go with it. Eventually, Anna caught the news about the guards who claimed me as their wife. She reprimanded them but let them continue once I begged her to let them have me. I wanted to be their shared wife. I was their wife, at least during the night. What was I doing defending them? I couldn't remember; I was drifting into a numb state of mind.

It was all a big, long nightmare from which I hoped one day I could wake up, but I never did. I could never wake up from the dream; I was stuck in it. Until one day, another slave joined me. He was a small boy, not even eight years old. "I got you a pet; you've been doing a fantastic job killing everyone I tell you to. Rip him apart and eat him, or punch him to death to relieve your anger. Whatever, I don't care." The boy looked at me with a scared face and raised his tiny hands as I approached him. "Please don't eat me like you ate my parents!" the boy screamed as I began to question myself. I did what?