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Into the Depths of Pleasure [ Salanis Bluestar x Rosina ]

Salanis Bluestar

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Feb 14, 2010
The god of debauchery was never one to be trifled with, as he had roamed the lands long ago, bringing kingdoms down by their own lusts and desires, mixing humans with things that most people would never even want in their lives let alone between their legs or on top of them. But even gods were caught off guard, when three different kingdoms sent their greatest warriors to dispose of him once and for all. Garadeen had fought hard and powerful, sending many warriors off to their deaths either by his own actions, or by those terrible beasts that he had at his command.

Finally, after a week of prolonged fighting, it was one warrior that had managed to kill him above all others. A Woman. What her name was would be forever lost among time, for as he died, he took the knowledge of her with him. But in his death something happened that all of the kingdoms didn't expect. His body changed, transforming the land into a beautiful but deadly forest filled with monsters, and the actual site of his death becoming a castle in ruin. For they merely killed his physical form, the temple that contained his true might, and he knew that with his death he could continuing plaguing the land in a different way.

Every 100 years he would gather enough power that out of the three kingdoms, their princess would suddenly disappear, along with the knowledge that everyone knew that she was in that castle. Many a warrior would come to rescue their princesses, and many of them failed. And yet, there was always one that he entertained at testing, allowing a single woman into the depths of the castle, seeing if she had the strength to free their princess. Only a handful had ever succeeded.

But when Garadeen's castle claimed the last royal blood princess of one of the three kingdoms, then the largest bounty had ever been made, an entire war was declared to siege the castle and destroy the very foundations it was built on. Failure. That was 95 years ago, and it was known when Garadeen would claim another of royal birth, the last one would cease to exist. So it was that another group had found their way to the front gates of the castle, a group of the mightiest knights of the soon to be exist Kingdom of Eveline without it's royal heir.

Of course none of them would find their way in, with their mighty enchanted weapons, strengthened armor and even the three spell casters in their midst. But what enticed Garadeen was the younger female, the squire, another to test in his castle. Thus it was that on the night that they were about to give up, the group was attacked by many of the terrible beasts that lived in the village, and as the squire went to find a safe place, a passage would open allowing that one in.
 
Heavy boots crack softly against cold rock floor of a cave nestled by Garadeen's mighty castle. Scarlett, an 18 year old female who is a little on the tall side stands with her hands on her knees, panting gently from her retreat. She has long brilliant red hair that is slightly curled and flows down all the way to to her plump ass. This is perhaps her most distinguished feature and has earned her the nickname Red among some. She has fair white skin that contrasts with her bright hair and bold blue eyes, which seem to give her a commanding presence even among men and provides her with an unquestionable beauty. Light freckling on her nose and upper cheeks distinguishes itself from her otherwise blemish free visage and result in her looking a few years younger than she is. Her build resemble an hourglass with maturing breasts and thick hips on either side of her relatively thin waist.

She is wearing the type of flamboyant outfit only the squire of a perverted lord would dare, a mix between a whore and a seductress, but confident enough to prove that she is neither: A cloth red miniskirt that seems to be weaved with leather strips and shows off her luscious thighs, a matching short-sleeved blouse that frills an inch or two past her waist and on its back is a sheath that contains a standard-issue longsword. Her boots are a similar red and they climb far up her calves, probably the most well defended part of her body; her panties on the other hand are a cute pink that grasps tightly onto her pussy and shows a noticeable cameltoe whenever someone takes an easy glance beneath her skirt. Although these panties are tight and uncomfortable on her now they were her favorite pair from when she was younger so she wears them for good luck. She is going to need it seeing as this was a quest to save a princess and her kingdom from peril.
 
The monster forces were pressed ever onward towards the cave, as the sounds of the battle grew ever more present with each death of knight. Already there were even a few sounds that suggested that something a great deal more lewd was happening to the defeated women members of the knight party, their screams quickly becoming moans. It was clear though that they would not survive the night, as the male hired warriors died trying to save their female counterparts. Garadeen though was focusing on the younger Scarlett compared to the others within that party, as it was her that he felt would be the greater game among them all. Sure he could of let one of the mages in, but where would be the fun with that? They would of been able to sense his presence, and would of been a bit harder to trick into their doom.

The entrance to the internal castle the cave grew all the more brighter, till it would of been easy enough to see within the cave, acting like a guiding light to draw Scarlett in further. It was clear that his true trick would be once she was inside, and that is when the true game would begin. To ensure that she entered in though, a single roaming monster made its way within the cave, snarling and growling, following the scent of the female that escaped from the group, presenting an obvious if plain threat; if she stayed there, her fate would be the same as those who were quickly losing outside.
 
Scarlett quickly recovered and lifted herself to a full stand before looking desperately into the cave for something that could help save her, her lord, and allies. When she heard the moans of her comrades filling the night her face lit up with a soft pink blush and she turned back towards the entrance of the cave, wondering what foul things the monsters were attempting on them. Scarlett began to back deeper into the cave, closer and closer to the entrance of the castle, afraid that she would just die, or worse, if she tried to rush to her comrades aid.

She felt the light flare up behind her, casting itself onto her backside and sending her shadow sprawling forwards into the opening of the cave. Scarlett wasn't quite sure that rushing deeper into the cave would be any safer than she was now, but if she stayed here for too long her fate would be inevitable. Although, when the monster made its way into her vision she swiftly drew her longsword and stepped into a fighting position, her blade crossing over her chest defensively, she was loyal to her lord and she wouldn't abandon him until the very last moment. 'Surely I can handle just one!' She thought to herself confidently. 'If I can hold off long enough for even one of my party members to retreat with me it will be worth it.'
 
The beast was one of the many creatures that were bred from adventurer's just like her, a wiry haired werewolf that would never know human form in that forest of night. It never mattered whether it was supposed to be day or night within that forest, the influence of Garadeen's dead form forever dictated how that forest would act. Sure around the edges, of the forest, daylight would still breach the canopy, but within the forest true, it's denizens would always be at their strongest. Standing at 6'5" the werewolf's eyes gleamed in hunger as it saw the lone squire, the light of false sanctuary glaring behind her. It looked at the weapon that she had in her hand, a simple longsword, not edged with silver, or soaked in the accursed wolfs bane plant. It would be no danger to it. Sure a few cuts and slashes, but nothing lethal.

The werewolf advanced even closer, the light of the entrance some 150 yards behind her illuminating it further, showing that while it did prowl closer to her on all fours, his well muscled frame showing that it was a capable and instinctual hunger, there was something more sinister. Dangling downwards was it's ebon tapered length, dripping with fluids, eager to claim a female form and breed it with its accursed seed. Easily longer than a human, it promised both pain and pleasure to the female that would fall upon it, and by the way that the werewolf licked its lips in lewd hunger, it had every intent of using it in her. As the last male warrior outside screamed in his death throw, all that was left was the sounds of the females of the parties screaming in pleasure as they were raped and bred. With that final sound, it was then that the werewolf lunged at Scarlett, intending to add her moans to those outside of the cave.
 
Scarlett's bold blue eyes stuck to the monstrosity before her. Scanning up and down it's features as it stood before her in all its horror. She may have been just a squire, but even she knew that with her blade as it was she could do little more than inconvenience the werewolf. Although the real question to her was whether or not she could keep it occupied long enough for one of her companions to escape into the cave, whether or not any of the party was even able to benefit from the distraction she would provide. With the sounds of death and rape flooding her ears the hope she had that there was a chance she could help was dying off very quickly.

When the beast strode closer to the redheaded squire she took a fearful step backwards, making sure to keep a decent distance between herself and the werewolf. She was sure that if it came to a fight of pure speed or pure strength she would lose. As her eyes took in the creatures muscular and deadly physique her legs began to tremble in terror, it was clear that she was not ready for this! Things only got worse when her eyes found, and lingered on, it's massive ebony penis, eager and ready to invade her virgin warmth. Her face quickly flushed with a bright pink blush and she found the last of her motivation devoured by the thought of her own brutal rape. By the time the last male warrior met his end, Scarlett's hopes for any salvation for them had already been dashed. Similarly the moment the werewolf lunged for her she lunged backwards, pivoted on one foot, and attempted a dash towards the entrance into the castle. She abandoned her party and condemned then to their horrific fate.
 
Garadeen more or less chuckled at the squire's choice, had she come in earlier, she would of had a little bit longer with her virginity. But instead, now she would experience what few females would ever get to experience. The werewolf missed her by just a breath's width in his lunge as she spun and ran for the entrance, but it was still so close yet far away. It only took a moment of reorienting itself before the werewolf once again quickly closed distance, the sound of its heavy paws and hands hitting the stone floor in heavy slapping thumps. This time it wasn't going to have to worry about that sword, especially with her back towards him, lunging forward and colliding with her, knocking her down onto the beginning of the moss close to the entrance of the castle.

A snarl announced that the chase was over as it's massive maw dropped down beside her head, teeth settling around her clavicle and shoulder, before closing just enough to leave marks, but not break the skin. A monstrous hand knocked the sword just out of reach, before reaching down and grasping at those panties, not caring whether or not they were a cherished part of her childhood as it ripped them open. The werewolves' hips shifted as those hands lifted her hips, letting her feel that ebony length as it poked experimentally at her virgin folds, the tapered length thrusting forward with blind thrusts, his length first deflecting off between her ass cheeks. The second and third slipped downwards, sliding roughly along her clitoris and mons, the dripping length soaking her folds further in its attempt to get in. Her luck was quickly running out as that tapered length found that sweet nook, before thrusting forward possessively, the pointed tip spearing through her virginity like a warm knife through butter, sinking the better part of his length into her.
 
Scarlett sprinted with all of her strength, each stride throwing her sloppily forwards towards the glowing lights of the caste while her long red hair and skirt flailed in the air. She could hear the monster behind her, stop, then charge forward as its paws cracked against the rocky ground, she could hear it gaining on her. When the beast smashed into her back she managed to not fall instantly, but stumbled forwards a few steps before plummeting breasts first to the ground. Her innocent pink panties now completely vulnerable, her cameltoe and asshole exposed clearly through its tight fabric.

"Ahhh!" She screamed out in terror as the werewolf loomed over her and nipped at her delicate skin just beside her vulnerable neck.
"No!" She gasped out in surprise as the beast ripped away her cherished panties and left them in tatters on the cold hard ground, her cute pink virgin pussy and untouched tight asshole now completely revealed and defenseless. The moment he lifted her hips off the ground and into the open air she kicked at him with all her might and squirmed desperately against his grasp while pleading for mercy.
"Please!!! No! I am a virgin! You'll kill me! You'll kill me if you put that inside!!" As the first of his wild thrust slammed against her crotch and shot upwards between her plump ass she panicked and her eyes wet with tears of fear.
"Oh! Ah!" She moaned out in a mix of fear and pleasure as his cock scraped down across her clit and lips, coming ever closer to its destination of her cunt. Just before it managed to ram it's length into her virginity her hands launched backwards and blocked it, sending it roughly crashing into them. She hopped that the force coming to a sudden halt at the head of its dick would cause it enough pain to drop her, but regardless she remained a virgin for a moment longer. Only her tight asshole was still available for assault. Although if the creature would drop her in pain she would immediately sprint towards the castle, not even slowing to reclaim her prized panties or her precious blade.
 
The werewolf wouldn't be deterred in the least bit, as already some of the moans outside were turning into a distinctly different kind of moan, not one of pleasure, but one of the deeper demonic nature of the creatures that were impregnating them. Even though few would ever survive encounters like this, there were always pictures, of women stuck against their demonic assaulter, their stomachs swelling with the progeny of the creature that was happening to them. With Garadeen's power, it happened all the faster here, thus why many of the women would die from their attempt to gain access to the castle. Scarlett's fate would not be one of impregnation, at least not yet, as the hand simply caused the werewolf to grunt in pain, his teeth pressing down further on her shoulder, breaking the skin in some places.

All the while, the werewolf's cock angled upwards, the tapered tip slipping up against that other open passage, a strong sudden forward thrust pulling her back as the creature's hips drove forward. With the canine nature of that length, the tapered cock gained passage all too easy, before the sudden width of the main body of that cock stretched Scarlett's ass nice and wide, before another thrust brought that knot to bear up against it. Due to the werewolf having a higher body temperature that engorged length radiated heat into her body from her ass, helping to flood her nerves with something other than the pain of the sudden and unwanted penetration. Scarlett would not get much time to acclimate though as the werewolf was already quickly at work, drawing several inches back out of her to thrust back in side, that knot slapping audibly up against her ass, wolven hands placing themselves at either side of her body as he rutted her in the most primal way possible.
 
Scarlett was too concerned with her own body to take notice of the horrible events befalling her party. Her feet flailed against the werewolf in a pathetic attempt at freedom as her hands clung to her pussy and protected it desperately. Perhaps it was lucky that she hadn't been able to pay any real attention to her allies because if she witnessed them being pumped full of monster babies that bulged their stomachs to accept then it only would have made her own situation more stressful.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Scarlett shrieked out in agony as the wolf brutally thrust into her petite asshole ripping it open mercilessly as blood flowed through her dirty hole and lubricated his canine cock. Her eyes shot wide open and a waterfall of tears exploded out of them as her back arched in unbelievable agony and her entire body tensed, the remnants of her asshole gripping down on the beasts cock roughly as he buried himself all the way up to his knot in her intestine. The unique warmth that radiated off his bloodstained prick did little in soothing the pain surging through her body as she fell limp to the floor, only her hands remaining with any semblance of strength.
"No! Please! NOOOOO!" She screamed out as her body spasmed with pleasure at another thrust into her defiled asshole. Her tongue burst out of her mouth as she screamed before lulling out in open air, making her look even more like this wolves bitch. Now even her hands left her cute pink virginity as she tried weakly to crawl off of the massive prick bulging her petite stomach.
 
The werewolf was more than set on his path, as his maw lulled open wide as his tongue hanged out, his saliva starting to drip on her shoulder as he had a loose hold on her shoulder now with his mouth, his hands grasping a hold of her hips pulling her back into those thrusting drives as his cock slid back and forth within her ass. It was then that Garadeen decided to introduce himself, his consciousness reaching through the werewolf, as he reached through to her mind through the sexual contact. The werewolf continued to grunt and growl in pleasure as his cock slid into her ass, each thrust ending with yet another slap of that meaty knot against her ass cheeks, his cock drooling precum into her slicking up her passage to prepare her for knotting.

Interesting, you know most others that come here always run away from the groups that they come with. You, you stayed in the hopes to help your teammates... Hear them? They are already lost, half their minds obliterated by the pleasure that is being forced upon them by the creatures defiling them. When they give birth to the new soldiers to defend this castle, they will orgasm their last time and their life will end... The werewolf was able to thrust easier and easier with each thrust, each thrust drooling more of his fluids into her ass, the knot beginning to tease it's way even further into her body, guaranteeing that when he knotted with her, she was going to be in for the sensation of a lifetime. The Wolf is getting closer. You will only have a small window to escape him after he has knotted you and pumped your ass full of his cum. I wonder if you will be able to get away as he rests before he goes to finish the job and add your life with those outside...
 
The werewolves vile saliva mixed with the blood from his bite and soaked into her open wounds stinging them. The beast easily managed to yank her back onto his cock as she continued her pathetic attempts to crawl off of the spear impaling her asshole. There was little need for the wolf monsters precum this time as it mixed with the dangerous amount of blood filling her ripped asshole, each thrust splurting the mixture of liquid all over her luscious thighs and painting them red.
"AHHH!!!!!!" She continued to shriek at the top of her lounges as her embarrassing attempts at crawling away faded into nothing but clawing at the ground in agony.

When she heard the voice invading her head she could barely pay any attention to it with the waves of violent pleasure and pain assaulting her senses. The wolves red rocket, painted crimson with her ass' virginity, shot in and out of her mercilessly as she clawed at the ground and bit her lip tightly. Suddenly her vision started to blur and shrink as darkness grasped at her consciousness and threatened to pull her into a sleep she would probably never awake from. Although upon hearing the word 'escape' penetrate her mind her eyes widened and a she put all of her effort into trying to stay awake. She has to survive this torture if she has any hope not dying today, or worse, being impregnated and bred like the rest of her party.
 
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