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Blood Lust (Biting Girl + Crusade)

Biting Girl

Biting Girl

Super-Earth
Joined
Sep 6, 2014
Location
East Coast
She walked through the dense trees of the forest, her clothes tattered and torn, covered by a large brown cloak. She had been walking forever, it seemed. Her feet ached, and she was thirsty. She was almost certain she was going in circles, at this point. She gazed up at the sky, trying to gauge the days hour, and whether she had truly lost track of her life.

She was running away, you see. Running from a slavery she had never wanted, and a life she had always hated. She was born into it, you see. Her mother was raped by her master, a Royal, as she worked day in and day out in his Castle.

She knew that if she did not escape, the same would be done to her...

At the tender young age of just 17, she had long dirty blonde hair, nice perky tits, and a smile that melted even the iciest of hearts. She was able to hide her beauty just enough to not draw unwanted attention to herself. Her cloak was her secret protector, hiding her figure from the gazing eyes of the Royals she slaved away for.

She stopped walking. She could hear dogs barking. They were following her... The men she was escaping from...

"Damn it! I thought I'd lost them," she thought to herself before crouching to the ground behind a large group of trees and shrub. She could hear the mens boots hitting the ground, just a few yards away from where she was. She knew that were she caught, she would be severely punished. Maybe even killed...

Her heart raced as she decided to make a run for it.

Jumping up quickly, she ran through the trees as quick as her aching feet would take her! She gasped as a tree branch snagged on her cloak, and tore it from her body, exposing her torn shirt and skirt, as well as her hidden form... She paused to look back to see the dogs closing in, when she smacking into a tree. She fell to the ground, shaking away the pain.

As her head hung down, trying to get her eyesight back, she heard footsteps come towards her, she gasped, as she gazed upon those familiar black boots...
 
The men had been tracking her for miles. When they'd received word she'd escaped, it was their sworn duty to return her to safe keeping. She wouldn't have an opportunity to escape again once she was captured. A runaway was stowed in the dungeon for all to humiliate, degrade, fuck and do whatever they wished to. Her fate would be like all of the other runaways who'd thought they were above royalty.

The men were closing in and the sound of her own footsteps sounded closer than ever. The booted men wore long trench coats that came down to mid-shin, large, muscular, imposing men. They ranged from their mid-20's to early thirties, with dark hair, dark eyes and dead expressions. They could see the girl in the distance and when she was knocked down, they circled her, their large boots trudging into the muddy earth beneath her.

The cloak she'd always worn to disguise her body had been ripped from her frame and the men all feasted on the sight of the girl more exposed to them now. Her body was that of a young goddess and they licked their lips as if she was a prime cut of meat. Those perky tits and that beautiful face. She looked as if she were begging to be defiled.

One of the men kicked her hard in the ribs to immobilize her while another grabbed hold of her hair to lift her head up so she was looking at him. He grinned and shook his head. "You're more stupid than I thought," he muttered, his voice deep and menacing.
 
She tried hard to catch her breath as the men began to grab her arms and pull her up to standing. The blow to her side had knocked the wind right out of her, and she was unable to beg for them to stop. She could feel their eyes all over her body, as she shook. One of the men had her long hair tangled into his hand. Oh, how it hurt. She knew now more than ever that she had to fight...

She swung her hand around, and scratched the face of the man holding her right arm. He jumped back, yelling in anger as the blood dripped from his face. Her long nails then scratched the arm of the captor with her left arm. All that was left was the man behind her with her hair in his hand.

She watched as his arm came across her chest, trying to stop her from moving. He was strong. Almost too strong. She could feel his hard body pressing up against her back. He laughed as he watched his buddies screaming with the pain she had caused them. She took the opportunity to sink her teeth deep into his arm, drawing blood. She could taste the rush of the sweet, warm, iron filled blood rush upon her tongue. The taste, and the scream of agony turned her on more than anything. She quivered with lust, as her cunt became wet.

She had never known that she would enjoy inflicting pain so much. She couldn't know...
 
The men all cowered away, caught completely off-guard by the fight in her they didn't know she had. Their open wounds bled and burned and they watched as their last hope, the biggest of their group wrapped a strong arm around the girl and seemingly had her exactly where he wanted. They would all be able to exact revenge and get her exactly where they wanted. That body of hers was built for pleasure and it would be extremely rewarding being able to defile it. They all had the same thoughts in their minds. They were going to take complete advantage of her and humiliate the stupid cunt for her indiscretions.

Every solitary thought was soon erased from each of their minds when she leaned forward and sank her teeth into his arm. It was remarkable that three capable and able bodied men were being outmatched by a petite girl with nice tits. But it was true.

"Fuck! My god!" the large man cried out in agony when her sharp teeth dug into his flesh. He closed his eyes as they started to water and then managed to open them long enough to see some of the blood on her lips and trailing down his arm. The sadistic bitch had made him feel pain he'd never felt before and his grip on her loosened as the waves continued to rush through him, the pain almost unbearable.
 
As she felt his grip loosen, she reached to his side and grabbed the sword he had sheathed there. With a twist of her wrist, she sliced through the 2 men she had previously scratched, bringing them to their quick deaths.

She turned and pointed the edge of the blade to the last mans throat...

"Now, be a good boy, and get on your knees..." she whispered, as she licked the last of the blood from her lips. Her hips quaked with the taste. She had awakened a lust she didn't know was even possible! Such a weird thing to enjoy, causing others physical pain.

As she gazed upon the man, she was taken aback by his size. He was much larger than she had originally thought. She found her eyes gazing down to his trousers, wondering if the package inside matched the mans outward size.
 
The man had never been outmatched by any man before, let alone a petite girl. He was in such awe of the powerful bite she'd inflicted, he hadn't noticed she grabbed hold of his sword. In quick work, his two comrades were killed with a few flicks of her deceptively powerful wrist. He winced at the sight. He was no stranger to death and inflicting pain, but the way she'd done it so easily actually had him feeling for his life.

The huge man really had no choice but to obey her. He had seen her ridiculous skill set with a sword and since he was unarmed, he knew his physical strength couldn't possibly be enough to outmatch her. The man was probably as she had expected. He was large in just about every regard. A man of massive proportions. He stood at around 6'5, a hulking man with rippling muscles and a thick cock worthy of the rest of his giant frame.

Dropping to his knees, the man bowed his head and awaited his fate. He assumed she would just lop off his head and be done with it so she could complete her valiant escape. However, even with his head bowed, he noticed the direction her eyes were cast and he felt uneasy about the prospect.
 
She watched as he dropped to his knees, his head bowed down in compliance. It was too late to turn back now. Too late to let him go. She couldn't let him go. She had awoken something inside of herself, that had to be fed.

She looked at the ground near where the other men lay. There, next to the boots of one, was a long, thick rope. She knelt down and grabbed it with her available hand, and tossed it over to the man.

"My name is Kira. And you shall forever more be MY slave. Bind your hands together."
 
He didn't dare speak. He didn't want to endure any more of that ruthless side he'd seen. His arm still pained him and the look in her eyes was nothing short of sinister. When he saw her toss him the rope, there was no rebuttal. Instead, he accepted his fate. Until she was unarmed, he would make no attempt to escape. It was just too much of a risk.

Listening to her request, the man who many just referred to as The Wall because of his stature, bound his hands together for her and once they were, he looked up to her from his knees for some sign of approval. If he complied, the punishment couldn't be too severe, right? At least, that's what he hoped. The longer he was with her, the less he felt he knew her. He would be her slave and obey her, but when he was given a chance, he'd flee. That was the plan.

He just hoped that sooner rather than later he could set the wheels in motion.
 
She watched as he bound his own wrists, just as she'd asked. No, told. Demanded. She didn't know what she was doing, but she knew it gave her a rush.

"Stand, Soldier." She spoke with a voice she didn't know she possessed. "What is your name?" She grabbed him by the bind, bringing her body closer to his. She looked down at his bleeding arm, biting her bottom lip a bit, as she awaited his answer.
 
When he stood, his size was even more apparent. The man towered above her. He watched her get closer and honestly had no idea what to expect. He still wasn't sold on the fact that she'd spare him his life, but he had nothing else to really believe aside from that. If he lived like he was going to die, it wouldn't be living at all.

When she asked him his name, he cleared his throat and finally found his voice. "Ivan," he muttered, his voice deep and booming as he glanced down at the petite young thing in front of him. It was disheartening to know she held the upper hand, but til she was disarmed, she would.
 
"How is your arm, Ivan?" she asked, leaning her head down slightly to lick the wound some more. She again, felt the rush of lust, and decided it was time to give in to it...

She reached up, slapping him across his face, as hard as she could muster. He barely flinched. She reeled back again, and this time, punched him right on his cheek, and took out his legs with a quick swipe of her left leg behind his. He finally toppled, landing on his back.

She lifted her skirt slightly, and mounted him at his waist. She could feel her wet slit stick to his pants.

She bent over top of him, and bit him on his shoulder, not nearly as hard as she had his arm, sucking slightly as she did. She'd wanted to show him who the true boss was, and she intended to mark him as hers...
 
"It's fine," his voice boomed in response. He cast his eyes down and watched the sadistic girl lick at the wound. It didn't exactly feel great, but it didn't hurt any more than the open wound did on its own. When she slapped him, his face went with the slap and he didn't do anything. Not even a flinch. He wanted to show her he was still partially in control despite the compromising position he was in. When she punched him, he could taste the blood inside his mouth from where his tooth had caught the inside of his cheek. He again didn't flinch, but did fall to the ground when she swept his legs.

Ivan landed hard on his back and watched the horny girl mount him quickly. He let out a groan as he felt her bite his shoulder. That bite was more sensual and sexual than the other and it actually felt good. No matter how crazy she was, she was attractive and her small body mounting his made him grow hard beneath him, his massive cock begging to be set free.
 
She moaned louder as she could hear him grunt and groan under her bite. She tore at his shirt, exposing his massive chest. She couldn't help but think that he must have wanted this. He was so massive, and she could feel his cock grow harder by the second. She dragged her nails down his chest, finally bringing her hands to his pants. She gazed up at him, watching his facial expressions as she got closer to releasing the large pole that awaited her.
 
Ivan was at odds with himself. He didn't know exactly how to respond. On one hand, he was attracted to Kira and the way she took control was sort of a turn on. But at the same time, she'd killed his two comrades and had taken him to be her slave, so he didn't know how to respond to her.

There was no denying she felt fucking great. From the way she tore at his shirt to the feeling of those nails down his chest. It was all driving him crazy and causing his massive shaft to grow even larger inside of his pants. He made eye contact but showed no expression.
 
She grabbed his large face with her hand, digging her nails into his skin. "What's wrong slave? Not enjoying this as much as I am?" She reached down with her opposite hand, dropping the sword as she did, and felt his hard cock pushing against the fabric of his trousers. His blank expression being given away, instantly.

She grinned and laughed a bit. "Oh yes, I think you are enjoying this. Your lie detector here tells me your truth."

Again, she bent over and kissed his closed lips hard, biting his bottom lip a bit. She pulled his throbbing cock out, and started rubbing her wet slit back and forth on it. She moaned. It felt so good to finally give in.
 
Ivan realized it would be impossible to stay stoic through it all. After all, despite what she'd done, he was attracted to her and his huge cock wasn't exactly easy to hide. He groaned and when she kissed his lips, he returned the kiss instinctively, his hips lifting upward to show her the want he'd been trying so hard to disguise earlier.

When she pulled out his cock, Ivan let out an even louder groan against her lips, feeling her wet slip moving over it. He knew she wanted him just as badly and that wet cunt of hers felt so inviting, he could hardly stand not being able to properly fuck the young little thing.
 
Kira watched as his eyes widdened, and he seemed to give in. This made her even wetter, as she slid his hard cock deep inside of her virgin cunt.

She gasped loudly as he slid in. It hurt, but felt so wonderful at the same time. She reached over to the sword, and slashed his binds away, grabbing his hands in hers, and placing them upon her breasts. She had no idea it would feel this amazing to be touched. She held his hands in hers as she licked and bit his fingers one by one, making him groan in pain each time. She loved causing him pain. She loved being in control. She could slide right off of him at any moment, and he would have to be completely unsatisfied.

But God did his cock feel so fucking good. She moaned even louder as she rode him, leaning back down, pushing his hands above his head and holding them there. She knew he could throw her off at any time. Which is why she kept the sword close. Should he make a wrong move, she'd gut him...
 
When she finally decided to give him her cunt, Ivan grunted loudly. She was so fucking tight and couple that with how massive his cock was and it made for an incredible experience.

He was relieved to finally have the binds cut and when she brought his large hands to those perky tits, he gladly took them into his palms. Before he knew it, she was bringing his fingers to her mouth and biting them. He groaned with each bite, but the pain sort of felt alright in the midst of them fucking.

He licked his lips as he watched her ride him. When she held him down, he was tempted to pull her hands away and grip her ass or something. He wanted more, but he couldn't do anything too rash. Instead, he tilted his hand back and submitted to her, letting her ride his cock.
 
Kira stopped riding him. She could tell he was enjoying himself too much. She wanted to torture him. She didn't know where these feelings were coming from, as she'd never even given any of this a thought, but she was enjoying very much where it was leading.

She let loose of his hands, and tore her shirt over her head, revealing beautiful round breasts with medium sized light brown nipples. Her nipples were hard, and wanted to be licked.

Still holding his member hostage in her pussy, she stared down at him. What was she to do with this man after this? Was she to kill him? Ask her to be hers forever? What if he refused? Could she outsmart him again? It was by dumb luck that she managed to in the first place. She sat there, contemplating what her next move was.
 
When she stopped riding him, Ivan started to wonder what was wrong. She was obviously attracted to him and with how wet her little cunt was, it was obvious she was enjoying herself. He watched her rip her shirt free of her body, exposing perfect tits to him. He licked his lips at the sight and knew if she wasn't going to ride him, he was going to have to take matters into his own hands.

Even if she wasn't willing to admit it, she deserved a rough fucking and he was going to give her exactly that. With her still impaled on his cock, the large man quickly pushed the sword out of her reach and then without warning flipped over so he was on top of her. His hands quickly gripped her wrists and held them down on either side of her head.

"My turn," he breathed out simply, his lips trailing down to find her nipples. He licked each one, groaning against them before he started working his hips, giving her every inch of his massive shaft, pounding away at her pussy with a vengeance.
 
Taken aback, Kira moaned loudly, as she was thrust about. His hard cock sliding in and out with a brutality she had never seen. It turned her on, as her toes curled. Her clit tingled as he licked her hard nipples.

She screamed loudly as he thrust deep inside of her, hitting her wall. The feeling was electric! She was dripping wet as she reached around his back, ripping his skin with her nails. She wanted to take some control back, but was enjoying him fucking her. His loud screaming from her tearing his back with her nails made her eyes roll into the back of her head. If he kept going at this rate, she would be coming soon...
 
"Ahh, fuck," he called out when she tore his back open. He grimaced, but her inflicting pain only made him fuck her harder, his cock pounding her pussy over and over again. She had completely soaked his length. She was by far the wettest cunt he'd ever fucked and he loved every second of it. Groaning again, he licked his lips and leaned down to bite one of her nipples.

He wanted her to cum, because in his eyes, that was sort of like him winning. He wanted some control and just the fact that she was letting him rail into her pussy was victory enough. Bringing one hand down, he worked his fingers over her clit, massaging it while fucking her, giving her double the stimulation.

"You fucking like that, Kira?" he boldly asked.
 
In between breaths and pounds she managed to scream out, "YEEESSS!!!" She placed her hands on either side of his face, brought his eyes to hers, and shoved her mouth hard into his, kissing him deeply as she orgasmed.

The pleasure wave rode throughout her entire body, causing her to convulse and shiver. She let out a loud moan as her eyes became wide with excitement. His body still thrusting on top of her. She grabbed his hair in her hands, and pulled roughly, throwing his head back with pain, as her mouth touched his neck. Licking and biting, she came another wave with each grunt and groan from his lips.

She knew she had lost this battle. Her entire body told the truth as every single hair stood on end, and sweat rolled down her chest. She finally let go of his flesh with her teeth, and let her whole body relax. He had won this round...
 
Her orgasm was mind-blowing and Ivan's cock responded to its sheer power by throbbing obscenely inside of her cunt. He licked his lips and kissed her back just as hard, the want and need obviously in the carnal way he fucked her. She was so fucking tight around his cock, he knew he wasn't going to be able to last too much longer.

Her licks and bites only further enticed him and his cock was already flooding her pussy with sticky masses of precum. He looked down at her and nodded his head, almost as if he understood she was relinquishing power to him.

"I'm still you're slave, so tell me where you want my cum," he told her bluntly, his powerful eyes locked onto hers as he fucked her relentlessly. "Tell me where you want it."
 
Kira looked up at her new found slave. She was weak and exhausted and breathless. She pulled his head down to hers, tilting it slightly to place her mouth against his ear. She licked his ear lobe, bit it a little, and then whispered...

"I want you to come on my breasts, so I can rub all of you into my skin."

She waited anxiously for him to pull out and explode all over her firm tits.
 
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