[* 3rd Person POV *]
The alley was quiet for only a short while.
Then the first set of footsteps approached from the other side of the wall.
A rough, uneven shuffle. The smell arrived before the man did unwashed body, stale alcohol, and old piss. A shadow blocked the light through the gloryhole. Fingers, dirty and thick-nailed, gripped the splintered edges of the opening and pulled it wider. A low, phlegmy chuckle sounded.
"Well fuck me. The pink-haired bitch wasn't lying. There's actually a cunt waiting back here."
The head of a semi-hard, unwashed cock pushed through the hole and slapped against Robin's exposed pussy. It was thick, veiny, and already smeared with something that wasn't clean. Without any further warning the man thrust forward and buried himself to the hilt in one rough stroke.
Robin's body jerked. The sudden stretch forced a wet, broken sound from her throat. Her cheek ground harder into the filthy alley floor.
The man immediately started fucking her with short, selfish strokes, his hips smacking against the wood, balls swinging and occasionally sticking to the residue already coating the wall.
"Tight little public hole" He grunted.
"Still wet from whatever that medical cunt did to you earlier. Perfect."
He lasted only a few minutes before he buried himself deep and came with a low, ugly groan, flooding her cunt with a thick, heavy load.
He pulled out slowly, watching the mixture of cum and her own juices leak after him, then wiped the head of his cock on her ass cheek and left without another word.
Robin's thoughts spun.
Already… first one and I'm full… it smells… he didn't even wash… and I'm still clenching… wanting the next…
She did not have to wait long.
A second man arrived, then a third almost on his heels. They argued briefly over who went first. The winner shoved a longer, thinner cock through the hole and started using her asshole instead, spitting once for lubrication that was nowhere near enough.
The burn made Robin's toes curl. The man behind him didn't wait, he forced her mouth toward a lower, jagged opening that had been broken into the wall at face height and shoved his cock past her lips, fucking her throat with the same lack of care.
The alley filled with wet sounds skin on skin, the slick noise of a cock driving into a used hole, the occasional wet gag when the one in her mouth pushed too deep. Cum from the first man continued to drip down her thighs and mix with fresh fluid.
The man in her ass finished with a curse and a deep pulse that left her feeling even fuller. The one in her throat pulled out and painted her cheek and the dirty ground under her face.
They left. More arrived.
The next stretch of time became a continuous, filthy rotation.
An older vagrant with a heavy gut used her pussy while reaching through the hole to slap her ass and tits as much as the angle allowed. He called her a "village-provided cumdump" and "Sakura's leftover whore" while he fucked her.
When he came he stayed buried and pissed, the hot stream forcing its way into her already-full cunt until it leaked out around his shaft in a pale, humiliating mix. He laughed while he did it.
A pair of younger, equally unwashed men took her together one in her cunt, one forcing his cock into her mouth through the lower hole.
They timed their thrusts so she was constantly filled at both ends. When they finished they switched places and used her again. Thick ropes of cum ended up in her hair, across her back, and dripping from both holes.
Robin's mind had become a single loop of sensation and shame.
It won't stop… every time one leaves another is already pushing in… my pussy is making those wet sounds and I can't control it… the smell is everywhere… piss and cum and sweat… Sakura told them… she actually told them I was free to use… and my body is still dripping for it… I'm going to be here all day… I should break the bindings… I can't remember how… just keep using the hole…
The parade of users continued without real pause.
A man who stank of cheap sake spent a long time just rubbing his half-hard cock over her clit and asshole without entering, smearing pre-cum and old residue across her until she was whimpering and pushing back.
When he finally fucked her it was slow and grinding, designed to keep her on edge. He came on her asshole instead of inside and used his fingers to push the load into her.
Another user was rougher grabbing the edges of the hole hard enough to splinter the wood further and pounding her cunt with long, full strokes that forced loud, rhythmic wet noises out of her with every impact.
He talked constantly, describing how loose she was getting, how much cum was already inside her, how the next men would be able to feel everyone who came before. When he finished he made her push the mixture out so he could watch it drip onto the alley floor before he left.
Hours blurred.
Robin lost count of the cocks. Her holes stayed open and used. Cum, spit, and the occasional stream of piss coated her thighs, her ass, her back, and the ground under her face.
Her heavy breasts remained pressed into the filth, nipples scraped raw from the rough surface. The chakra bindings held. Every time she thought the alley had gone quiet, new footsteps arrived and another stranger took a turn.
Her thoughts degraded into pure, overheated fragments.
Full again… always full… the wall is the only thing holding me up… they keep calling me the free hole… Sakura's free hole… I'm going to smell like this for days… I can't stop squirting when they hit deep… my own body is helping them… more… don't leave the hole empty…
By the time the light in the alley began to shift toward late afternoon, Robin was a shaking, dripping, cum-soaked mess locked in the same presenting position. Her pussy and ass both stayed slightly open, continuously leaking the mixed loads of every man who had used her. The gloryhole wall was slick with residue. The air was thick and foul.
And still the occasional set of footsteps approached, and still another cock pushed through the hole to take what Sakura had offered the entire village for the rest of the day.
The chaotic, filthy pleasure dome of the alley continued, and Nico Robin bound, presented, and long past coherent resistance remained exactly where she had been left to take it.
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