Skyrim : Megan Stormfall, an Imperial discovery (Opale x Luke The Observer)

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Certainly, the woman was no fan of what he had done to her. In her mind, from what he could gather anyway, she had never experienced such a feeling, being poised as almost a lesser being for the particular desire that he had foistered on here. No, it was unlikely that anyone would ever know, but he got exactly how difficult it was for her to deal with.

At least, that was what he figured himself, but a part of him knew full well that she was also ashamed of getting turned on, and he had deliberately twisted the knife in this fashion so that she was forced to admit as much. Yes, she liked it, or at least her leaking little pussy had enjoyed it, taking that stiff meant deep inside and allowing to spread as she was relentlessly used by something inhuman.

He wasted not a single moment smacking her with his rod.

Perhaps she struggled to process exactly what it was that he was asking of her, but that was not his problem. Frankly, Malakir assumed that she had more than enough experience to do what he wished well enough, though in that instance he would have been wrong. Her experience was not his to determine, however, and therefore she was left to her own devices, such as they were.

She had to suck his dick. Period.

There was, of course, the fact that he told her at least what he had in mind, as far as making her a slave, to his whims. He was clearly not the most stable and secure fellow, as far as sexual proclivities went, so it would not be easy in the slightest each step of the way. This was merely the first of many different firsts that he intended to foister onto her as time went on.

It was funny to him, standing there, almost allowing her to stare into his dick, as if she was trying to figure out how best to swallow it. "I've been told it tastes great," he teased, or at least, taunted her further, not making it the least bit easy. It was a challenge that she would succeed in and he was merely there to give support.

At least, that was what he told himself when she began, and then he felt like he was floating. "Yes, that's it, good girl," he said for the second time, tossing some positive reinforcement into the training already. As much as he wanted her to go faster and with more intensity, he wanted to see what she could do as well, and to that end merely stood, hands on his hips, as he let her explore his manhood with her pretty mouth.

To Malakir, it was the perfect setup, and she was going to do just fine.
 
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Inside, she was fighting this, although she also knew to her innermost core that she could not. Her slowness gave her plenty of time to breathe in his pungent, unwashed musk, however.

Then she slowly reached out the tip of her tongue to play around the cock, as if speculatively. She felt her mouth watering as it prepared for something to enter, even as her eyes filled with tears at the outrage and shame of this... this...

Already rock-hard, Malakir could appreciate the view of Megan's perfect face, and delightful lips taking him in a velvet wet cavity. Even through the sudden shock, Megan tried desperately to open her mouth and throat wide, curling her lips around her teeth so that they would not scrape her rapist's manhood. That, she knew, would cause him physical pain.

And then something Megan thought impossible happened. She was getting aroused by this. Definately wet.
Her tense body was so pent up, she knew it wouldn't take long, and sure enough after just a minute of steady cocksucking, she began to buck in her four, her already limited breathing became even more ragged. Then, as Malakir approached the point of no return, she closed her eyes, giving in the blowjob, closing her eyes to blow him passionately
"MMMpppfhhh !"

! No! No! Oh no! What? Oh no, she could feel her hips bucking what little they could move and her clitty started pulsing and she could feel the sperm trailing down her slit, but it was more of a dribble than a full blown eruption. She could feel the cum leaking and squirting, but there was almost no actual orgasm to go with it. She'd feel like her body adored to be treated like this against her will !
 
As much as he tried to keep himself clean, the male didn't really have to do as much most days - who would say anything? - and therefore tonight he had not had to get properly clean; he hoped it wouldn't matter.

Yes, the woman still had that sense of shame because she was completely beholden to his whims, but he hadn't given her a choice, and therefore she was going to do what he had asked her to, whether she liked it or not.

Surprisngly, it seemed like she was trying her best not to sting him, and those first sensations truly made him feel wonderful. "Ah fuck, yeah, that's it," he encouraged, allowing her the ability to take in as much of his thick member as she could fit inside of her heated maw. She was a natural, even though he suspected that she'd never done this before, and therefore it was all too easy for him to enjoy himself.

Again, the scent of her arousal came to him, and he smirked. She was actually getting turned on by sucking him off, hmm? "Don't worry, I'll fill your pretty pussy soon enough again," he allowed, well, warned her enough for that. Clearly, it was already having an effect as with his big dick in her mouth she shook and appeared that she came, or at least that was the feeling that he got from the way that she shook and twisted. Probably, it was a function of her long trip, and needing some kind of release, but that was definitely combined with the fact the she felt pleasure as well.

Probably, she hated that fact.

"Oh y-yeah, you've got this, keep that cock right there," he growled, taking hold of her hair and pulling her forward. The glug-glug-glug of her taking his fat cock down to the entrance of her throat and back up was music to the ears, and he loved how intensely he put it through her. "Ever been fucked in the face? There's a first time for everything," he mused, crashing forward so that he was actually thrusting down her oral cavity freely. He felt more alive than ever as a result.
 
The penetration of her mouth by a cock was her very first one too, so it was her gagging reflex that brutally woke her up, as she found herself with something burried in her mouth. The smell, the taste, the alien feeling.. that she had crave for in her fantasies. Suddenly too real.

He reached behind her head and pulled her forward driving his cock to the opening of her throat and causing her to gag reflexively.
She coughed and gagged and then looked up at the dark figure in sheer panic. But his voice gave her a shiver, and through the haze of this shock, she obeyed the best she could, with a cold shiver upo her spine. Her body convulsing as a new pleasure built fom her slit.

The way her mouth and tongue worked on the man's cock showed lack of experience, but the way she complied willingly and without hesitation showed a lot of promise. He held her head in place as he slowly moved his cock back and forth within her mouth, letting her use her mouth to suck on the shaft and her tongue to lick the tip and the rest of the cock's length.

Megan could feel his dick stiffen within her mouth. He noticed how deep he needed to go before it elicited a gag reflex, and refrained from causing it after the first five times.
 
Malakir wasn't at all kind as far as his movements went. No, he really wanted to fuck her mouth, to use her from the front like a pocket pussy, and he had no qualms about shoving it in as far as he was able to in order to get her used to it. Clearly, she had no experience in the matter.

Turning the hairs in his grip, he was not at all shy about pulling her closer to him, so that more of his eight inches became lodged into her throat cavity. "Yes, that's it, good girl, choke on that dick," he told her, ramming his meatstick as hard as he could. He did give her time to compose herself after the first set of gags, but then, once she was used to the sensation, he pushed ahead, stuffing her poor throat full of his big cock to the limit.

"Nothing makes me happier than getting my dick sucked, woman," he said to her through a broad smile, as if he was imparting some important knowledge to the lady while constantly ramming into her throat and causing it to open wider. She didn't seem like she would bite him, at least, or try, and the scent of her arousal again came up to him, which almost made him laugh. She was excited by this! Well, she'd get a lot more of it in the future.

To that end, he felt himself get harder as he worked her maw over, and while she was hesitant because of the sheer size of his mass, he was not. Roughly, he kept his hold on her tight and forced more of his large, thick member right down into her throat repeatedly. She was all his to do what he pleased with, after all.
 
With one hand on the back of her head, he took the other and started to undo his loin. He pulled her head closer as he pulled his pants down over his hips and his cock was released, half hard from watching her crawling to him so sweetly.

She opened her mouth, wetting her lips and leaned in. Her pulse was racing. Sanguine would know, how much she wanted to taste him so bad. She stuck out her tongue, flicking it at him, making his cock twitch as it got harder and she quickly sucked him in as deep as she could, nearly gagging as she held him in her throat. Gently biting down as her jaw tried to adjust. His cock still growing in her mouth

She fought the urge to touch herself. She knew her folds were getting soaked and she could just imagine the feel of that damp, soft grass pressed hard against her clit. For a moment she lost track of her thoughts but was brought back when he grabbed her hair and tugged, which only made her even wetter. As if He knew it drives her crazy when someone pulled her hair like that. She looked up at him looking down at her and he could feel the vibration of her throat against him from her soft moans. She rolled her tongue up feeling every inch of his cock against it as she leaned back a bit pulling him out of her mouth just long enough to smack his cock against her cheek and then swirled her tongue back down, flicking it at his balls and sucking them in. Rolling them around her mouth as she kneaded at his belly with her finger tips.

She could feel his cock throbbing against her lips. Her head was swimming and all she could think about was feeling his hot cum spurting into her throat, dripping down her chin. To her own shame, she could suck him like this all day.

"MMMFFFGGLPPFFFFHHH MMMMNNNHHH"
 
It was quite the show, he had to admit, and the way that he used her mouth was something else entirely. Watching her terrific ass as she moved toward him in the first place was a sight to see, and he experienced a lot of eroticism simply from that act alone.

Watching her get to work and start sucking his fat cock, Malakir loved every second of it. She was truly a natural, and something in the way she moved told him that she was enjoying the process. It was not at all the normal course of events that she had stumbled into - he had seen to that by breaking into here in the first place. Yet, the woman truly choked herself out on his manmeat, and seemed like she was trying so desperately to deal with it rising even further.

"Good girl. Ah, that's really phenomenal, and you l-look so...oh...pretty with my d-dick in your throat," he growled lowly, using her face as a pocket pussy to fuck. It wasn't a question of how he held her close and kept her in place as he rammed his big member down and deep, but the use of her hair seemed to affect her deeply, and he was thrilled at that. He loved being rough and forceful in all manner of sexual escapades, and this was no different. It was, in fact, his complete domination of her pretty little maw that allowed him to be so fierce. He was happy with how she took him, allowing his thick cock to slide easily down into her throat area, and the bulbous silhouette of how it looked obscenely jutting out came out fantastically. "Yes, exactly like that, y-you're going to make me cum soon enough," he warned, though he didn't feel the familiar pang yet. That would come shortly, however, he was sure of it. Perhaps he'd paint her face or force her to swallow? He wasn't at all sure yet.

His manhood flinched, stimulated properly, and Malakir's disposition was to take hold of her even more fiercely by the hair and willfully pushed himself so that all of his length disappeared down the hatch. Perfect. He could get sucked like this all day, and this was merely the beginning of all the wicked plans he had for her body.

"You're a grand c-cocksucker, woman. Tell me, when you can, where you want me to...ahh...f-finish."
 
With time, her oral ministrations took a different tack. Megan's thumb and forefinger formed a tight ring which encircled the base of the fully erect phallus. At the same time, her tongue and lips navigated a tantalizing trail across the length of the shaft, probing and lashing at the most sensitive zones. When his excitation began building to a climax, that ring of digits would slide up to his cock head, tightening just enough to inhibit ejaculation. Once contained, she would begin the process again; teasing, exciting, taking him right to the edge, then bringing him back down. It was tortuous; yet masterful.

'Hmmmffhhh Mmmmmnnhhh mmmmmgllppp.." was all she was able to answer to his comment, showing a cocksucking skill that did belong to a talented neophyte.

Then she began furiously pumping his tumescent shaft while lapping at the swollen helmet... looking up at him, face flushed up all pink. Some things didn't need words.
 
Goodness, if she had never done this before, then she was skilled in ways that Malakir could have barely dreamed of. Somehow, she had figured out the exact combination of sensations to make him go crazy; constantly, she used her wet mouth and lashing tongue to draw right up to the edge of orgasm, and then pulled him tight around his base, preventing him from letting go so easily. Time and time again he moaned and groaned, both in constant pleasure and the fact that he was completely beholden to what she wanted at the moment, which was a turn that he had not expected.

Malakir, being the one in charge, suddenly took a firmer hold of her hair and clogged up her throat with the head of his monstrous cock. He had breached her there already, and so it was all to easy to fuck her like a savage, since he needed a release badly. So he held her there till he got the familiar sensation of his balls tensing up, as he was about to blow his load completely and she was the reason why.

As he worked him over, stroking his elongated dick like she was ready for the fountain that would follow, he totally lost it and looked back down into her eyes, which were glazed over by lust. "Yeah, you want my cum, you little slut? Take it, take it all, oh fuck," he screamed, blasting out copious amounts of semen from the tip of his member. The first shots landed inside of her mouth, but he managed to pull his rod free, and proceeded to shower her face in white sticky residue, leaving her a cum-covered mess.

Well, his cum-covered mess.

"That's it, clean yourself up, whore," he told her, tempted to smack her just because he could, but holding back. "Now to decide what to do with your perfect little body. I have half a mind to take your sweet ass next," he added, smacking her on the rump for good measure.
 
She kept her tongue out so his shaft would coast along her slick tongue. She curled it and moved it on his member as it began to press into her throat. He finally hit her gag reflex and her tongue immediately retracted and her throat muscles flexed to eject his penis out of her mouth. Only it doesn't, it goes further in.

Her eyes opened wide, desperately trying to push her body away from him. He wouldn't allow it though and kept her mouth down near the base of his cock. Her mind was very confused as her throat tried discharging the cock and now trying to swallow it. The throat muscles flexed and contracted as his penis stayed in her. She first thought about biting him, but quickly decided against it as it might have made things worse. So she screamed as loud as she could, which wasn't that loud considering she had a dick pressed into the back of her throat. It came out as a muffled squeal and he thankfully let go of her head.

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Megan almost cried out in panic, and probably would have if she could have made more than a gurgle around Malakir's incredibly fat dick. No! she thought. Not yet! He remained perfectly still for another moment, his cock buried three quarters into her mouth, and then suddenly she felt his shaft expand to impossible thickness and his head exploded like a cannon into her mouth. She shuddered all over with humiliation as she felt a huge surge of cum rocket into her throat, bypassing the need to swallow entirely. She gagged once, causing her mouth to fill with cum, while subsequent blasts again went directly into her stomach. She used every ounce of willpower she possessed to control her gag reflex and consume as much of his cum as she could.

Malakir's still leaking and throbbing dick was wrenched from Megan's mouth, taking with it a sloppy splatter of semen. A long strand dangled from her's bottom lip until it fell onto her cleavage, now sitting so low her that the trail of jeez dripped inbetween. She gasped for air as his semi-erect cock dripped still more cum onto the floor at his feet with wet plops.

She had never been ordered to suck, and even less to swallow a load of sperm. It was the hottest thing she's ever experienced, and the most degrading...that he wanted to see her do it and that it was an order. She yelled out a deep guttural losing her mind kind of moan. Her pussy clenched and she felt WIDE open to him! This was a first for her, this type of coerced humiliating sex. The violence in his voice was something she'd never forget.

So, she tried her best, heart drumming wild, and swallowed soundly, with a grimace of disgust to the acrid taste, while some of it had already been spat onto the ground escaping the corners of her mouth while he released.

"cough.. cough.. eeewrrhh... "

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She'd done her best, and now she was a mess.

Malakir loved it so much. Everything that she had done with her maw to bring him to orgasm had been phenomenal. Honestly, the fact that he had not been bitten was amazing to him, but she really loved it, that much was obvious. She loved how he had used her in order to achieve his big load, and that she had slightly suffered as a result but taken it all. This girl was a taker; she would simply listen to his commands and perhaps fight back a little, but in the end her submissive streak was strong. It gave him a whole range of ideas to mess with her, and yet, he had to get her out of here as well.

Not that he hadn't already considered that fact; it would be easy enough as it was still the middle of the night and there was no one outside. Well, as far as he knew; and he would check, naturally, before they got out of there. At the same time, he had his spells to use, which would suit him well. He'd make it so that no one could see her and probably that would be fine enough, since with what he had cast before, no one could hear her. That had already been to his great advantage and he was thrilled that she seemed so docile that even if she had not been taken into silence, she clearly would struggle to attack him.

At least, that was the hope. She was a fighter at heart, so he was not at all sure that she wouldn't try, but right now that was not really what he was thinking about at all. His cock began to retract, and he put it away back into his mage's robes, though he had just ejected his sperm all over her.

Granted, she had attempted at least to swallow some of it, and that was a challenge if she'd never done it before, but Malakir didn't mind that she had a hard time there. It was the mere act of doing her best because he said so that made it so intense, and the taste was not something you got used to right away. The vision of her caked with his cum from her face to her bouncing tits was all worth it. She was his particular painting, in a way, and he would paint her thoroughly and often.

Aiming a spell at her wrists, and then her ankles, he fired true, and suddenly she had manacles around both of her appendages, so that she was completely nude and bound. "Good girl. You liked when I had my cock in your whore mouth?" Using the language to insult her made his heart beat faster. He loved doing it. "Turn around, I want to see how wet it made you," he ordered, although he rotated her himself. Then, with one of his long fingers, he gently stroked her sweet cunt lips, feeling that they were soaking and crying out with glee. "Aha, so you're a true dick-sucking fiend, as it gets you excited. Excellent."

Then, he moved his finger to her rear, and began to enter her from the back, using her asshole as his personal toy. "Mmm. Such a nice ass too. Are you sure I shouldn't fuck you there and complete the trinity before we move? It's so tempting..." he trailed off, dipping his digit back inside of her and scraping against her anal walls. Malakir had to admit that he didn't know what to expect when he came here in the first place, but at the moment he was having far too much fun.
 
Megan nodded just before her orgasm erupted within her. Her hips bucked against Malakir's fingers involuntarily as her orgasm took over. It was wild and simple as that. The instant her bound was restrained, and exposed like a whore, it was like a trigger switched on in her body. The taste of sperm, and its scent flooding her, face covered like a harlot, Megan discovered her body was so heated up, that she couldn't hide it. Against her will. The shame was absolute. Her face crimson with blush.

Malakir pulled his fingers out her slit and they were absolutely drenched with her grool. With his other hand, he pulled her ass cheeks apart and smeared Megan's slippery wetness onto the bud of her anus. Shegasped when it gave way and allowed him to penetrate it with one finger. He didn't press any harder. He could certainly have gone back for more grool and really lubed her up. There was probably enough to let him get three fingers in if he wanted, but he didn't want to cause discomfort. He was simply satisfying a prurient urge. She mewled aloud, eyes rolling blank in their orbits, while her delicious lips, tainted with seed, opened erotically, to let her moanings free.


"aaaaaaaaoooooooohhh !"
 
Truth be told, he had not expected her own sexual release to come over her, but was glas when it did. Her orgasm was something special, as it erupted around his digits and he was able to get a sense of her absolute drenched wetness all over his hand. As soon as she was done quivering, he brought the concotion to his fingers in order to get a taste of her. "Good girl, cumming for me," he rubbed in, in case she thought that he was going to leave her alone on this point. "Such a good girl, making all that mess."

This part was hard to ignore. He looked carefully at the bed as he pulled free; it was left in a state of disrepair from all that they had done so far, and there was more to come. Internally, he was able to judge the time, and it was about 3:30 AM. He'd been here for about an hour and a half, and yet he didn't want to go. It was great fun, rubbing her cunt and asshole with her own discharge, and he could tell that she was dying for more. He remembered that when he had first walked into the room, she was a fighter through and through, and did her level best to really put it to him so that he would leave, and perhaps be defeated as well. It hadn't taken.

Now she was his plaything, whether she realizied it or not.

"Well? I haven't heard a word from you, little sweet whore, aside from your moaning in pleasure," he said fiercely, staring her down as he completely retracted his hand and placed both behind his back, standing still, proudly erect again with his cockhead jutting out of his robes. "Do you want me to fuck your ass? Maybe you can convince me to do something else instead. After all, we have all the time in the world," he smirked, looking at her carefully. "Tell me what you want, slut, and I'll possibly provide it. And if you want to remain quiet, well, I certainly have a few ideas," he finished, giving her the time to say her peace.
 
Megan obviously shivered at the feelings on her slit. The air brushing her opening labia making the whole experience quite vivid, she couldn't get why his ws affecting her so much. So blissful. She swallowed her saliva harshly, wih the taste of mixed cock and semen onto her tongue, and glanced up at the dragonborn, still blushing wildly.

I am so aroused.. I never have been like that. What is going on with me ? Am I.. a slut ? she wondered, lost in her thoughts, as she heard him calling her one. She perked up, tears of shame, and rage birthing in her marvelous eyes, and muttered back, with a very raspy voice. "Go.. to hell... I won't ask anything of you.. ever... you're worst than the wolf you made me get raped by. You're not even an animal. Be damned.."

Her heart drumming fast, realizing she'd get her very first taste of semen, and facial on this day. She'd never forget this, as it was like some important event in her life.
Megan's eyes oogled at his counterproposal, and still face flushed, shook her head negatively. It was one thing thinking she'd be learning how to properly blow a cock, and get a facial, but anal sex ? No, she wasn't ready for that, and cringed at the thought.
Her friends would be so surprised if she told them how she had her first cocksucking experience. It was embarrassing, but also it would make her gain some respect, at least she hoped. A strange thought, when she realized her virginity and first sexual pleasure had been with an animal... as her leaking slit could prove.
 
He loved it, he loved watching her struggle, how she was not at all her normal self as he touched her, how much wetness seeped into her tight little pussy repeatedly, and what he was able to do with just a simple touch. She was all his completely, that much he was sure of, and how he wished to make use of her was the kind of problem that you wanted more of, at least in his mind.

The wheels were turning. In her head she was trying to figure out what it was that she was actually feeling. It had been quite the late evening/early morning for her, and she had taken a wolf's rigid cock straight into her leaking cunt, and found herself enjoying it. Then she had gotten soaked simply from sucking Malakir's swollen dick and now she was being asked what she wanted, and had no answer.

"I'm an animal? Hmm," he paused, considering the weight of her words. "The wolf was just a very solid and powerful apparition. Yet you took that cock into you and really and truly liked what you felt at the end, don't deny it," he said maliciously. "I saw it all over your face. And speaking of which, my dried cum still remains there," he pointed out, making her feel it again, simply by making that fact known. "So you've already had quite the education. Are you not satisfied, then? Want more?"

Now that she was bound, he went up close to her and whispered into her ear. "Don't think for a moment I won't toy with your sweet ass, woman. I will be shoving my fat member into you soon enough, whether that's for now or later. In fact, I think it's time to see how tight you really are back there," he all but purred at her, and with a single finger he delved into her asshole, watching her face closely as he began to explore little by little, curving and curling his digit all throughout in order to both stimulate her and open her up.

He had to get her ready to take his manhood there, after all.
 
Megan shivered has his hand moved to the crack of her ass toward her puckering anus. She tried to clinch her checks together, but the bondage of the shackles prevented her from doing so. She gasped when she felt his finger touch her puckering hole. She tried squirming her ass to move his finger away from her anal opening, but he just kept moving his finger following her movements.

His finger pushed in, forcefully prying against her anal sphincter. Megan moaned as the pressure increased and suddenly her tight anus opened to his finger. He continued to forcefully push his finger deep inside her anal track.

"Ahhhhhhh, please stop. I can't do this. It hurts too much." she pleaded yet again.

He pulled his finger out and he heard her intake of breath and knew her pussy was probably dripping wet. He roughly fingered her anus again making her groan in pleasure and secrete even more of her pussy juices. He could see her cute puckering anus open a bit as he continued to push three fingers in and out of her dripping pussy.

Megan moaned loudly. Give in she told herself, this feels too damn good as she felt Malakir's large fingers spread her tender pussy and start fingering her. Her body relaxed a bit and she even began to enjoy the feeling of the cool air on her ass hole. She felt Malakir pull her ass checks apart, but this time she tried to remain relaxed. He pushed his oiled finger quickly and deeply into Megan's clenching anus. His finger began to probe her tender virgin channel. She moaned but stayed relaxed as his finger burrowed deep in her rectum. He withdrew the finger and plunged two fingers into her stretching her anal opening wide. Her body shuddered from the cruel invasion and Megan gasped in pain. "Take them out, it hurts too much."
 
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It was all too easy to delve into her rear, and there was nothing that she could do to stop him. The bindings across her wrists and ankles prevented her from moving all that much, so she was truly helpless against whatever assault he was going to provide. As far as he was concerned, it was the simplest thing in the world to violate her again and again, and she had no suck meants to prevent it.

That was why he stood there, exploring her wonderful ass for all that it was worth. Her anal walls tensed at first when he slid his finger in, but relaxed as he began to work in circles in and around her butthole, getting her more and more open.

"No, I won't stop. Your ass belongs to me," he told her, continuing to place pressure on her entrance.

It was a mess down there, as far as he was concerned, and he loved that she was getting even more wet from her sweet cunt, just from the way he worked through her anus. This much he was able to tell as he dipped three of his digits straight into her sopping pussy, and was immediately rewarded with a squelch of juices running down his hands.

"God, you're a pathetic whore," he spat out, working at her moist cunt like he was a man possessed. The thing was that she was so tight that he was the one stretching her apart for possibly the first time. Well, the first time had been with the wolf, the memory of that moment burned into his brain. It was clear that he was in charge of her body, and that he was apt to do exactly whatever he wished, and perhaps she was learning that as he went about ripping into her wet folds. Then he went right back to violating her anus and found that she was more opened there, as if he had actually done something positive to loosen her up. "No. You learn to live with the pain. Soon I'm going to stick my fat cock in there anyway, so you might as well get used to your ass getting penetrated," he said coldly, ramming his finger deep inside as a punctuation to his words.
 
She closes her eyes, Her movements are a mixture of slow seductive curves and twists here and there, her arms struggling against the restraints, running over her body, moving out along her sides, while her voluptuous hips swayed side-to-side, and round and round alternately. That was when she felt it.

At first gasps and turns quickly, her eyes instantly flying open trying to see the face of her molester despite the dark. For a moment she begins to panic, but manages to maintain her composure. She ignores the fingers and moves out of reach, retreating further into her corner.

Minutes pass and she whines uninterrupted, hindered only by the closeness of the walls in her corner. She wiggles, trying tro escape him, to no avail, facing the corner. She tries to get out of the corner, now spooked by the strong grip at her waist. The hands are firm and she is unable to break free or get around them... she tries to push her way out, backing away from the corner, but she is blocked by her bondage. Megan writhes and squirms rebelliously, trying to break free, even resorting to making loud noises of protestations, hoping to get the attention of other clients of the Inn, but to no avail.

The large hands move deftly - one pressing against her slit and anus, fingering her mercilessly, the other on the nape of her neck, masses of her wavy hair, caught partially in the strong grip. She shudders, unexpectedly sending tingling shocks along her spine, triggering unwanted sensations of pleasure in her heat.

All thoughts flew from her head instantly when the hands began to move, massaging and applying pressure inside her rear, that turns pain into bliss, then pleasure. An involuntary moan escapes her mouth and her body shudders, despite her fear. It felt good and somehow he knew how to touch her just right and where. Shame and fury boil within her at his words, but to her further degradation, she felt herself heat up and become sticky and wet in-between her thighs. She growls, blind with anger.
 
Her attempts to writhe away from him were amateur at best, and that didn't prevent her in the least from what he was doing to her. Malakir loved how splayed and useless she was, completely beholden to whatever it was he wished to present her with.

For some reason, she kept trying to see his expression as he fingered her, and yet she struggled quite a bit. She knew who it was by now, and he was continuously working to savage her with his digits alone, so frankly it wasn't close to a surprise that he was now using her body as if she was nothing more than a rag doll.

She couldn't move, much, due to the restraints that he's set on her. That's why she had little choice but to accept her fate and simply take the damage that he was presented to her asshole and her pussy entrance. They were both his to play with as he wished and he wasn't about to stop using them for his purposes. Currently, that was to make her mewl like a little bitch, unable to do a thing in the face of his assault, not at all normally functioning and already she had her own virginity taken by the wolf. It had been quite the early morning for her and he wasn't nearly done, though he would be moving her soon.

Malakir kept rocking back and forth, placing his thick digits deep into her leaking cunt, and then back into the depths of her ass, letting both sets of cheeks surround them, and then, finally, he pulled away, having done plenty to warm her up. It was time to take her anal virginity as well, and he was more than ready for it.

"Alright, whore, I'm going to fuck your pretty little ass. I bet you'll love it and drip from your pussy as I take you, too. Try and relax," he said calmly, though his heart raced with excitement. Slowly, he reached into his robe and pulled his monstrous cock free, swollen and more than able to simply attack her as best as he was able to do. Bringing the tip to her rear, he was gentle enough to start, pushing through and opening up her asshole, and then he began driving his meatstick slowly after allowing her muscles to expand and take his length. Ah, it felt so nice and tight, and he knew she'd be in pain before the pleasure kicked in.

So the trinity of her wasted holes was going to be completed soon enough.
 
Not Gently he pressed the head of his cock against Megan's anal ring. The moist pink center began to spread. Slowly his cock entered her ass. Megan kept taking long deep breaths and tried to keep her asshole relaxed to allow for the insertion of Malakir's penis. Shescreamed as the large bulbous head of his cock popped into her ass. She became aware of her own gasps and shrieks were heard, almost exclusively from the inn customers, as she experienced her own anal deflowering.

Slowly, Megan had to get used to the head of his cock in her well lubricated asshole before penetrating her further. She attempted to grind her pussy down on the soft bed drapes. It was like her body was determined to experience an orgasm while her anus was filled with cock, against her own will. Her erected nipples were also pressing down on the cool drapesand she felt the pleasure of that contact also.

Megan exploded. Her body was racked with convulsions as she came and came and came. She had never felt anything like this in her young life. Orgasms on top of orgasms. She didn't believe this was possible. All the while her ass was pulsating against the enormous penis inside her. Her mouth erotically opened, tongue darting out in a wild ahegao.

"AAAAAAWWWNNNHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
 
He didn't hesitate to enter her from behind. He was going to do it no matter what, so now was as good a time as any. Malakir was well aware that she might struggle at first to get used to such an intrusion, but at the same time, it wasn't like she had a choice. She would have to do whatever he wished and take that particular punishment, as it were, as tough as possible. So once the crown of his member entered into her tight asshole, he started trying to get her anus to spread and also relax at the same time for what he was doing with her.

Somehow, though, it seemed to him that she took it well, and worked her way up into experiencing another type of bliss as a result. It wasn't like she had no ability to take it in the ass; the girl was more than ready to get what she so sorely, desperately required, and he was to be her teacher in that regard. "That's it, g-good girl, get that ass opened up for m-me," he muttered, as he increased the pace of his strokes and really took to fucking her in the rear.

Then, she came so hard so that she shook all over the bed. He was not at all surprised at this; she had been stimulated beyond belief after all. But at the same time, it was quite a sight to see in person, watching her writhe and thrash about as the climaxes overtook her. And yes, they were multiple in nature, starting from one point nad not stopping anytime soon, or so it seemed.

Malakir nearly laughed, but kept on railing her sweet ass all the same, content to give her as much pleasure as she could handle.
 
As Megan was no "virgin" anymore, never she had anything inserted into her anus, and suddenly the sensation of having three solid phalus of erected vicious flesh pushed into her made her squeal out loud. Would she have been free to move, she'd have rocked onto place, but the holding bondage made it impossible for her to move. She opened her mouth in surprise, mixed with pain and the embarrassement to be sodomized like common whore! And still, the cock was pistoning her, while the rape Megan was enduring kept her in such a horny state.

She gasped, several times, seeking for hair, mouth avid and tongue darting out against her will, but to her body instinctive reaction, as she mewled imploringly.

"AAAAwwwwwiiiiiieee !!!! ssss-stoppp...nnnnghhh... mmmmwooooooh !!!! godssss... it... shouldn'ttt.... aaaAAAAAWWWNNNHHH" she cried, as he ondulated inside her, putting her body into this lewd supplice, and unable to restrain the degrading pleasure feeling she was subjected to, eyes watering lost in translation.

"Awwwnnnhhhh awwwwhh ! pppp-please stopppp... pleease meeeee.. awwwh... I am... yourssss please" she muttered, totally confused, her tongue darting out lewdly, eyes rolling blank in their orbits, as the bliss was engulfing her in an abyss of vice.

"Oh gods," Megan moaned, the momentum of their fucking pushing her slowly into a more submissive mind state, arms hold back and up. He was driving her forward, slapping into her, using his leverage to push in deeper than she thought possible, grunting with every motion.

"Oh fuck! Don't stop!" she cried, feeling that delicious pressure inside of her building, against her but also so animal and lustful.

Then he replied with a groan, and that made her moan, too, feeling his cock like a steel rod, coring her to a searing hot depth that went far deeper than her own belly. Her pussy was quivering, on the verge, but her ass was on fire—a feverish, clutching tunnel of muscle pushing at him even as he drove inward.

"Gods!!" she screamed, not caring about the slaves or anyone hearing, lost in the sensation of being filled completely. She was sweating, the wet slap of them together the only persistent sound in the chamber as he fucked her until she was gasping and begging and biting her own lips to keep from screaming any more.
All of this knowing he would mark her both as sexual object till her death. And in her current state, this was highly erotic to her mind.
 
She was screaming her brains out and it was easy to tell why. He was definitely not gentle with her, using his strength to plunder her anus as viciously as he possibly could. Picking up all the power that he had, as her butthole relaxed oh, he was able to drive himself as deeply as he dared.

Clearly she found it difficult to keep pace with him and what he was doing to her. It was a struggle that she would find difficult to endure under the best of circumstances, and this certainly was not that.

"Yes, you are mine, you little fucking whore," he shouted at her, letting her know that he owned her ass and the rest of her holes. It wasn't that difficult of a command at all, and he was happy to inform her of such, rearing back and then plunging forward suddenly so that his whole length filled up her asshole.

Yet as the girl continue to cry out, he did the best that he could in order to make sure that she was feeling every inch of him. There was no magic this time, no way that he would enhance the experience, as it was already a painful one for her. At the very least she was taking it for the first time but it would not be the last.

As her words got more and more frantic, he knew that he would be close to release soon enough. He was not able to hold himself much longer, given the tightness of the anal ring that he was penetrating, and at the same time he had built up another great load in order to finish off and properly give her what she deserved.

So with her repeated screams echoing around the room, he felt himself build up a big load that was soon to be stuffing her and he knew that he would not stop until her ass was completely filled with his seed.

"I'm cumming," he said as loudly as he could, letting her know that there was nothing left for him any longer accept that explosion. His balls rose and the semen shot out of him in a great gust, completely wrecking her ass and fully claiming her as she had been done in with the previous two holes. She was now a total mess and he kept on hammering her butt until he finished completely and there was nothing left but jizz oozing out of her ass.

Only afterwards did he pull himself free and he watched her writhe about and twist, laughing to himself as she was completely under his control and this time she definitely knew it.
 
Megan face was completely red, and she could feel the blood in her ass and eyes! But the next thing she knew, her rapist was balls deep in her , and she didn't want him to stop. It was the most excruciating feeling of her life, but she couldn't enjoy it more.

Megan couldn't finish thinking because of Malakir's powerful orgasm inside of her bowels! He only endured 20 seconds in her ripped cheeks, and she was not sure if he even moved in there. Malakir was cumming in her butt endlessly, and she could feel his semen in her intestine.

He was breathing as if he were asleep, she had so much pain, but she was still horny!!!! To her own shame, restrained and covered in spunk, face, breasts and now creampied.
Megan moaned in pleasure; She was thrilled and furious at the same time- she needed more!

As he began to pull his flaccid cock out of her ass; she got more furious!
She moaned more in agony and lust.

Megan had become powerless, breathless, and speechless as she had been raped, and her body enjoyed it !. All that sperm made a big mess in her backdoor, and there was a funny splashing noise back there, and this mess facilitated the movement.

With every thrust, the bed moved with our body, and a tremendous amount of discomfort spread in her ass. Her body shiny with sweat and seed in the darkness of her chamber, she started sobbing with rage.
 
The girl was ruined, in a way, and Malakir found that he really didn't mind about that at all. Since he'd never done this before, it was a different feeling than usual, but one that he embraced. As far as he was concerned, he owned her ass, and nothing was going to change that.

She continued to wail for a long time afterwards; it wasn't like it was a normal moan of passion either, but rather a keening banshee's wail that made it so that she was his ragged fuck doll, completely spent as he emptied himself inside of her loosened asshole. The male sighed, watching the cum ooze out with pleasure.

Gods, she was a damn mess. His seed covered her rear completely, and there were still traces on her face that had almost caked. She was ruined in her usually tight pussy too, as the wolf had done a number on her.

Poor woman. He felt bad, as it was just the vagaries of fate that had led him to this point, and yet, he couldn't let go of her now. She was almost...too perfect for his proclivities and tendencies. In fact, as he wreched his thick dick free of her asshole, she whined, needing more.

More? Well then, he would provide it, but she needed to get ready for them to move. It was probably around 4:30 AM or so, and he was aware that the innkeeper would rise soon, so he had to get her out of here quietly, and make sure that he wasn't followed in any way as he left.

With a single, careful spell, he cleaned up all the sperm from her body, and with another, he produced a shimmering cloth robe to cover her, one that was dark red and elegant, in comparison to a warrior's garb. Since she was still sex-struck, so to speak, he thought about going next to her to manually put her in a cage, but instead thought better of it.

"What is your name? I never asked," he said plaintively, thinking, his staff in his hand as he stood there nude and debated what to do next. With one more spell, he erected a giant, human-sized cage that held her, and he felt like she was good to go - minus the spell that would silence her tongue, of course.

Musn't wake the house on the way out, naturally.

So he waited to discover her nomenclature, and looked at her, satisfied that he'd done it all right.
 
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