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The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

She would awaken soon after, all thought of pain or anger emptied from her mind, replaced with a calm presence. The harpy crouched down, offering a talon to help her up, smiling gently. "Welcome, my pet."
 
For a moment, there was nothing more than a faint stillness. A dark void stretched out before the girl, despite the pain she'd been feeling only moments ago now Leda felt nothing. Within seconds, however, the blackness was burnt by the dim of glow of the caverns. Blinking, the girl would find herself strewn across the cold ground once more. She felt...good? Mind foggy, a stray hand wandered over towards the gape in her armor, and where there had once been a massive hole there was now only a faint scar.

"What...in the..." Her words were slow and without focus, the pieces only just barely beginning to come together. "...you."

Her eyes wandered upwards, finally falling across the kneeling harpy. Where there had once been rage, now Leda could feel...almost nothing. Indeed, as her eyes traced the woman's curves, her soft skin, there was only emotion in her mind. Want. Slowly she took hold of the harpy's claw, stumbling to her feet. Moving forward, without even a hint of hesitation, she allowed herself to fall into the pale-skinned woman's arms.

"Thank you...mistress."

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With the hunter's attempt an absolute failure, things remain unchanged. The people down below continued to live in fear, and like always the sacrifices continued to pour in. Indeed, it was upon a cold evening, just a week after Leda's own unfortunate end, that the most recent one was brought up to the altar.

Anna was a young woman, barely even eighteen. With hair as white as snow and milky skin, she was a catch among many in the village below. And yet, in her final hours, the girl was to be none other than the harpy's. The girl, drugged, was strapped to the altar with bindings tight enough to almost cut into the skin. Unclothed, aside from a strip of fabric covering both her chest and nether regions, the girl's pale flesh teased by the chilly wind. Upon her stomach a strange mark was painted as well, a single circle with two lines running down it. The Symbol of Sacrifice. Those who bore it were to be met with the grisliest of fates, used by the harpy and then gutted like fish.

Beside her, upon the ground next to the altar, sat something else as well. A small clay jar, filled to the brim with a clear sappy liquid, it was an ointment that was brewed via several rare herbs. Meant to be applied to the belly, it served to twist the pain one felt into something resembling pleasure. It was an offering to the harpy by the village, and it was up to the creature on whether she'd apply it to her sacrifice.

Up upon the peek, before the cave, hours would pass. Soon, however, the girl's eyes would slowly part...

"Urgh...where...?"
 
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The time Anna waited outside, the harpy spent breaking in Leda, throughly fucking her until she was perfectly stretched, and possibly even pregnant. "Now comes your last initiation." She led her outside, sitting her down to watch as she looked over the sacrifice. "Not bad really, cutest one this moon." She chuckled, taking the liquid and rubbing it over the girl's belly. "Let's see if this little brew works." She chuckled, dragging a claw across Anna's belly.
 
(Hm, weird. I'll go and fix it in a bit)

Through the last week, Leda had wanted nothing more than to be pleasured by her new mistress. Her family, her friends, everything else became nothing more than a thick haze.

Following her the harpy outside, the girl would kneel as she watched the harpy make her way forward, the former-huntress licking her lips as narrowed eyes wandered over the bound girl.

Anna's own eyes would widen as she heard the sound of footsteps, her struggles proving worthless against the tightened bounds. "You..." She whispered, voice trembling. Ignoring the compliment, she would quiver as the cream was slowly spread over her stomach...and as the harpy raised a claw and slowly dragged it over her belly she'd shudder. "Oh...!" A moan laced with pleasure, albeit one she tried her hardest to stifle.

"Please...you don't have to do this..."
 
She laughed out loud. "Oh, did you hear that Leda? I don't have to do it!" She shook her head. "No, I don't, I just enjoy it." She cut Anna's ankles free, pulling her legs up and thrusting into her, making a vertical cut too. "Leda. I need you to help, slowly remove all her uneeded organs, in this case all but her heart, lungs, and womb. I have special plans, and this is your final test."
 
The harpy's words brought a sadistic smile to the girl's lips, and with a firm nod she'd make her way forward. Offering the bound Anna only a faint glance she'd reach forward, spreading apart the flaps of flesh. And as she reached deep into the girl, slowly beginning to disembowel the sacrifice, her smile would grow all the larger as the choked cries of pleasure echoed throughout the night. The sacrifice shuddered and convulsed, the salve having apparently done an admirable job.

Beginning with the intestines, taking special care to slowly unwind them from the body, Leda followed with the liver and the other 'unessential s'. Soon, her job was complete. The sacrifice only just barely clinging to life, the girl's form quivering with a masochistic delight, Leda would turn back towards the harpy. "What now, my mistress?"
 
She was thrusting faster after the cries, cock swollen and pulsing as the girl bled. "She hasn't the strength to grip me, reach inside and feel for the passage my cock is filling, help her squeeze a bit tighter."
 
She was quick to oblige, another moan escaping the sacrifice's lips as the huntress's fingers brushed against what remained of the girl's insides. Hand moving towards the passive, she'd help Anna along, and soon the harpy would feel the woman gripping her.
 
"That's my good girl, working this poor slut's insides for her." She laughed. "I've got plans for you, big ones." She hissed, flooding her womb with hot seed, starting to swell her womb.
 
"Ugh...gah..." The woman's trembling grew all the more violent, the pleasure coursing through her nearly unbearable by this point. "P-Please..." She called out, "Please stop...before...I can't...oh!" She cut herself off with yet another moan, bound hands gripping at the stone altar.
 
She laughed, watching the girl's womb swelling inside her. "Now Leda, end her life, however you please."
 
The girl's grin grew all the more malicious, and with a swift nod she'd make her way forward. Moving up to the girl's head she'd take a brief moment to brush a silvery strand of hair from the sacrifice's eyes. And then, crimson-stained hands wandering downward, they'd fall upon the girl's throat. Her grip would tighten, the woman's squirming intensifying. Within moments, however, what little life Anna had would be extinguished. Her motions slackening, her eyes losing their vitality, the girl would be able to utter only one final gurgle before her motions went limp.

"It is done, mistress."
 
"Good girl, I'll be sure to reward you tonight." She smirked, cutting open Anna's womb and letting the seed flood into her. When Anna woke, she would find herself a new harpy, to match the one sitting in the throne over her. "Arise, my daughter, go and spread my reign to the towns west of here." She smirked, patting Leda who was seated beside her.
 
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