"...time for a little vore. Yoko, you wanted first dibs on Failiel, so we let you gobble her first...except that Rick here is going to defend her, and you will have to eat him first."

"But..." That may be a duet between you and Yoko, but you both shut up at a glare from Alexandra.

"Sarah is next in line, and so she gobbles Failiel." Alexandra decrees, and everybody falls into their assigned roles. Well, technically you don't, but there really much difference between being swallowed as you try to defend Failiel and being swallowed as you try to avoid being swallowed, at least not when Yoko is much better at vore than you are.

Before you can get past "Wait!", your head is in her mouth and she is gulping you down rapidly, tearing off your clothes as she swallows. It is only as she is working your hips into her mouth that she slows down and stops. The process of being eaten is rather erotic, and your staff is hard enough to act as a break on her.
The easy way around this would be to spit out a bite or two of you and resume swallowing with a little more care, but Yoko finds a more interesting way. Her hands grasp your tool, and vigorously caress it. The result is quite predictable and you feel your excitement mounting, until you explode, leaving you quite limp.
Before you can harden up again, your soldier joins the rest of you on the way to her belly. Soon, you are a ball of flesh in her stomach, with nothing to do but be digested. This doesn't seem to take long. Anyway, you lose consciousness fairly soon.

You waken on a cot in what you presume is the basement. It looks like one anyway. More immediate is that you see Failiel on another cot. "Feeling OK?" you ask.

"In a way anyway." Failiel answers. This is going to be rough, really rough. Since I was Miss High and Mighty, there are all too many who are going to enjoy taking me down a peg or two.

"Maybe if you had treated them better..."

"Maybe, but it was mostly that I thought I was better than they were, and I was. I still am, but now I'm going to have to fight on their terms, and that is a tough proposition.
"Well, at least I'll have you to help me." She shows her approval of this by wrapping herself around you.

"No regrets or anger over my capturing you?"

"Oh, of course, but what's done is done. I need to deal with the future, not the past, and besides, your capturing me in a way makes it alright for you to do what you want with me.
"On which point, do you think they will give us enough time for you to make use of me again?" She leans against you as she asks.

"But you were begging not to be touched just a few minutes ago..."

"Yes, but once is the worst number of times. You do me again, and I will thank you...."

"Well in that case...."