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A girl of only 19 years old named Saylor was alone in the night surrounded by a huge forest, all she was able to see was trees and a river. Saylor was alone and confused but knew that she had to of made her way into the beautiful yet mysterious forest in her wolf form, since the only thing she was wearing was a plain white torn shirt. It was the only explanation to why she was where she was standing, because every time Saylor would wolf out she'd never entirely remember anything other than she was alone. But surprisingly she was used to being alone since her own parents abandoned her as a young child, along with the pack she had supposedly belonged to but now as a young adult it was time to find her own way.

Saylor looked to the sky as it began to thunder roaring throughout the whole forest causing her to jump out of fear, the one thing she hated was thunderstorms so quickly she backed into a bush to hide until it calmed down. Even though she knew it could possibly take the whole night for the thunderstorm to stop, she felt safer hiding in the bushes as the rain began crashing down and the thunder became louder. Saylor decided to close her blue eyes as she listened to the storm, attempting to calm herself down but of course the thunder roared louder causing her to whimper as she decided to lay herself onto the ground within the bushes holding herself tightly.

She was simply exhausted but didn't understand how she would be, but she continued sleeping peacefully while she transformed back to her human form.

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Alan was making his way through the forest, tracking the wolf prints that were near his pack, wanting to make sure that the wolf was not a threat. It was larger than a regular wolf, so that told him that it was a shifter. He found out for sure as the wolf prints soon turned to footprints, able to tell that they were close and that they were exhausted. He shifted himself, his form nude for when they shifted, their clothes would be ripped off and to nothing. Most wolves, if they had the time, would remove their clothes first and just shift in the nude. He slowly crept up, ignoring the storm that was pouring down on him, it was helping hide him.

He quickly came up on the young woman, making him quickly stop in his tracks. She was beautiful, and from her scent, was in heat. The mixture of the two was enough to make his eight-inch-long, three inch thick cock shoot straight out, now as a hard as a rock. He moved closer to her, seeing her curled up. He knew just what he was going to do, so he did it. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her with ease, to make her still. He slid his hips to her nude form, pushing the tip of his cock against her bare pussy lips. She seemed so exhausted that she was not even reacting yet, but she was about to be as he began to slid his length right on inside of her.

[User] Saylor slept peacefully not expecting anyone to even bother her plus she wasn't expecting to fall asleep nor shift, but her body soon felt something slip into her but it wasn't possible so maybe she was dreaming. But once she tried to shift her body to a different angle she obviously couldn't due to something holding her down, Saylor opened her eyes blinking a few times before noticing a man on top of her it was obvious it stunned her. Gasping as soon as the shocking wore off she attempted to push him off but struggled, since Saylor was quite weak and somewhat enjoying it even though she held her moans back "No!" She yelled still trying to push the man off.

[Assistant] He looked at her as he was holding her still and began to move faster and harder, looking at her as he shook his head at her. "Shut up woman, you are here to serve now, and you will be joining my pack and will be used for breeding." he said to her with a smile, sliding more and more of his cock inside of her pussy, not stopping for even a moment until she had fully taken his entire length in her pussy. His balls even rested against her ass cheeks as well. "My men are going to love using you girl, so you better get use to all of this. we are a warrior pack, so brute strength is normal for us."

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Saylor couldn't help but moan and give in "No, please stop!" She pleaded with him not really about joining the pack but more of being the play thing to the group, she didn't want to be alone anymore but she wanted to be important to someone at least.

"I will not be a play thing for you and your stupid little pack" She spoke between louder moans spitting at him out of disrespect.

[Assistant] He smiled as he held her down and began to thrust his hips back and forth, pulling all but the tip of his cock out of her pussy just to slam it all right back in. He was increasing both his speed and his force with every thrust. "I said to shut the fuck up woman, you do not get to decide anymore."

[User] Saylor gasped her body reacting by arching up slightly moaning out loudly, she was pretty stubborn usually about listening but this man just scared her a little bit. She gripped the grass as he slammed back into her, she hoped he didn't try anything else but he seemed like he was some type of boss.

[Assistant] He looked at her as he kept thrusting his cock deeper and deeper inside of her, looking at her as he did so. It was perfect: he now had a breeder, one that was going to give his tribe as many warriors as it needed. He kept going, looking right at her as he did so. She seemed as if she was thinking, so that just made him go faster and harder.

[User] Saylor couldn't help but moan out to him as her body squirmed against the ground, she was close to climax but she really felt that cumming would just make him want more from her. She soon tilted her head completely back showing the man on top of her she was definitely fighting herself, unsure of where it'd take it from the point they were at.

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As Alan continued to thrust himself inside of Saylor, he felt a sense of power and control that he had never experienced before. He relished in the feeling of her body squirming beneath him, her moans fueling his desire even further. He knew that she was resisting him, but he didn't care---she was his now, and there was nothing she could do about it.

As he looked down at her beautiful face, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at what he had accomplished. She would be the perfect breeder for his pack---strong and resilient like him, yet vulnerable enough to submit to his will. He knew that some might view his actions as cruel or barbaric, but to him they were simply necessary for survival.

Eventually, Alan reached the peak of his pleasure and let out a loud groan as he released himself inside of Saylor. As he lay on top of her panting heavily, a sense of satisfaction washed over him. He knew that this was just the beginning---there would be many more women like Saylor who would fall under his spell and become part of his pack. And with each new addition, their tribe would grow stronger and more powerful than ever before.


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Alex would allow her to use his body to her though was a little confused on why it'd be painful. He didn't get it... which may have been for the better. Leaving it for a surprise, y'know? "...y-you can do whatever you want... I-I'd rather we get the egg... thing... d-done wi-"

He was cut off by the licking of his member, causing his face to go a bright red. Again, he hadn't done anything like this, before... and as such, was mostly going along with his owner for this. He seemed a little shocked as he saw her tongue... split apart, and morph into a strange... tube-like thing.

"...w-wh-" His face somehow flushed even brighter, as he lightly bit his lip... he was enjoying this... though was a little off settled by the suddenness of it all. As a wave of tingling took over him, he seemed a little confused, but just as flustered as before... the feeling was strange, but he could definitely get used to it.

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Ah. So humans could change color. That was something Kaleela hadn't known! It brought a laugh to her throat. But then she noticed him bite his lip and she smacked his side lightly with her tail. Not enough to hurt, just a warning reminding him of what she had said before. She shook her head at him slightly. She alone was allowed to hurt him. No exceptions, not even for a relatively trivial reflex. She would have to train him out of that habit quickly if he was to be worthy for her to be seen in public with him.

Still, she could tell that he was enjoying their intimacy even if it confused him, which filled her with an odd sense of pride. But now if she was to get his seed, she would have to be more rough with him. Her tongue sucked harder on his man meat even as it undulated back and forth, consuming and nearly releasing him over and over again. Her front teeth only barely teased and nibbled at his base and her lips pressed against his own 'eggs' as if kissing them. Her hands moved up to massage his thighs in the hopes some fresh blood would circulate to help him to finish faster. As for her tail, it wandered his body as if studying him from the outside, looking for any kind of weakness or sensitive spot she could use for her advantage.

From wrapping around his shoulders to teasing his nipples to tickling his ribs and feet, even experimentally wrapping around his throat just to gauge his response to any kind of outside stimulation. Then she found his ass cheeks and grinning ever so slightly decided it might be fun to play with those, so her tail began sliding back and forth between them. All the whole she took in his reactions and filed them away in her memory.

This human is really a lot of fun to play with, she mused, using a free hand to wipe the bit of saliva away which has escaped her mouth. Very... tasty.

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The light slap took Alex off guard... he hadn't even realized he had been biting his lip. It was something many humans do out of instinct when pleasured. Then, he remembered the rule... only feeling the pain that his... wife gave. Again, he wasn't sure, as she had mentioned something about a wedding... This whole situation has him a little taken aback. A couple minutes ago he was being yelled at and commanded... and now she was caring for him and ensuring he doesn't injure himself, whether out of instinct or on purpose.

Alex felt the suction being used on him greatly increase, which caught him off guard, again. Yeah. He was clearly enjoying it all, as he started struggling to hold back his sounds. He shuddered lightly in pleasure as he leaned his head back further. "Mh-..."

And he only struggled even further as her tail started to tease and test his body... he was sensitive everywhere, giving at least a slight flinch to each and every single touch. And the tails location to 'settle' was enough to push him over. He let out a quiet, yet audible moan in pleasure.

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He seemed to react the same to every place Kaleela teased on his body. How odd. She couldn't make sense of it, whether he was actually enjoying it or not. Except for the one spot. There-! No sooner had she made the discovery than she heard him moan and felt him stiffen. She only barely had time to prepare herself for what was, to her, a surprising amount of seed. Then again she had never been with a human before. She only just was able to take it down fast enough. Pulling away, she looked at him with a combination of fascination and shock. But then she licked her lips and smiled.

"Yes, that should do nicely." No one could say now that she had not done her duty. Furthermore, she had not actually expected to enjoy it as she had. "Now you belong to me." She curled her entire body, ever so slightly cool to the touch, around his, limbs tail and all, and promptly fell asleep. Although it might not immediately be easy to tell, as only one set of eyelids had closed. But her long, deep breathing should give it away. Just like it was easy to fall asleep with a belly full of food, the fullness she felt now was a comfort that invited hibernation.

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Alex would breathe heavily. He hadn't had such an experience before... it was surreal. He felt himself release a load of seed, as he moans quietly once again, albeit, noticeably louder. "...Belong... t-to..."

He repeated a few words in-between heavy pants... he took a few minutes to catch his breath. He closed his eyes and relaxed while doing so... loosening his body and calming himself. He opened his eyes to find that she was already asleep. 'That was fast...' He thought to himself, as he shuffled about. He eventually found a comfortable position, and started trying to get some sleep. Being tightly held by his owner was... both quite scary, yet calming at the same time... giving him both a sense of security AND insecurity. It was strange... though he tried to ignore it. He quickly slept soon after.

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In the morning, Kaleela extricated herself from Alex, looking him over as he slept before slipping into the churning pool of water. It was warm, but only pleasantly so. She covered her skin in sweet smelling oils and sat back. The food had disappeared from the table, which did not surprise her as her servants were very discreet and efficient as well as silent. In its place were two sets of clothing and a fresh veil. His mask was of a plain, temporary sort, but it would do for now until he could be fitted with one. She rubbed her belly thoughtfully. It was just as likely as not that she was already carrying a little one, but time would tell.

Sliding out of the water, her claws clicked lightly on the marble as she went to put on her fresh clothes. Today was an informal day, so she wore a leather bodice over silk shift. She debated whether or not to wake him up, but decided against it. He had probably had a confusing and trying day, or several days. She wouldn't know. In any case he seemed to need the sleep. No one would disturb them today. In fact the home would be completely empty.

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Alex had a habit of moving in his sleep, grabbing onto anything he can. It gave him a sense of comfort. When she woke up and carefully freed herself of Alex's grasp, Alex still seemed to be fast asleep. His hands were now grabbing nothing, which was both comical and adorable to look at.

Eventually, he woke up a little later. He wasn't sure how much later, but it was around fifteen to twenty minutes. How yawned and slowly opened his eyes, before rubbing them lightly and then stretching. He hadn't slept so well in... he doesn't know how long. He sat up, and looked around the room for Kaleela. He wasn't sure what was happening anymore... 'was he the one who was gonna get mated with-?' 'Was that just a one time thing?' He wanted to ask these questions to her... but still wanted to be obedient.


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"Oh well in that case..." she paused menacingly. "I choose sexual." The tentacles approached the woman causing what could only be described as sheer terror. The alien smiled, she could feel the fear resonating off this woman.

She inserted a tentacle into the woman's exposed pussy. And then one into her mouth and also one into her ass hole, viciously triple penetrating her. She shoved them in and out hard and fast, fucking the woman in all of her holes. She bent down and whispered, "test number 1. Triple penetration 10 minutes. How many times will you cum?"

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The word sexual worried her alone but the moment the woman entered her, not only vaginal walls but her anal hole, the tight one she never used before in sexual manners, her mouth being consumed as well. She screeched around the tentacles. Then the whispered words had her shaking from her bonds, trying to make it stop but it continued hard and fast.

She was sure something was going to break. She cried out as she seemed to reach for her that perfect spot inside her. Part of her was on the brink of tears while the other was moaning from the feeling coursing through her.

[User] Ellie laughed. "Humans like triple penetration. Noted. Moaning before minute one. Prediction, 3 orgasms." She continued to pump her tentacles into each of the woman's holes fast and hard. Her only goal was to make her orgasm. Her hands went to the breasts and began to grope and squeeze them trying to add to the pleasure she would be feeling.

[Assistant] Emma was moving her hips along with the penetration, the pain in her ass was different but her body was struggling as the woman continued before long she felt the rubbing of her breasts, the graze of her hands. She found herself near and as she fought herself not wanting to give the woman what she wanted. She didn't want to make this, this bitch to have control over her in such a way. The manipulation was horrible and she had a hard time fighting it, finding herself cumming before long.

[User] "First orgasm 2 minutes and 54 seconds. Original prediction seems accurate. Go ahead and scream or cry if you want. No one will ever hear you around my tentacle. Or you could start sucking like a good girl." Ellie laughed as she taunted the woman while still fucking her post orgasm pussy and both other holes relentlessly.

[Assistant] As the woman continued to talk and pound into her, Emma tried to fight it but there was no use, as the woman wanted her to suck the tentacle she shook her head, wanting to spit it out, but there seemed to be no use. She was not interested in doing such a thing with this woman and she was beyond pissed off. She wanted to swear but knew it would be no use.

[User] The woman didn't seem to be fond of the sucking idea. Ellie pinched her nipples hard wrenching them viciously trying to make her scream. If she wasn't going to suck then the vibrations of her screams would have to suffice.

[Assistant] With a simple pinch of her nipples, Emma was screaming, the tears flowing now, her body was being destroyed from what felt like the inside out. She didn't know how she was going to survive the continuous torture. How long did the creature want to keep her? How long would her torment endure?

[User] "That's better. Your screams please me, human. Now how about you submit to your own pleasure while pleasing me with your beautiful screams?" Ellie laughed and continued twisting and pinching the nipples painfully. Her tentacles pumping in and out of the poor woman.

[Assistant] When the woman spoke she wanted to spit, she wanted to yell at her, hit her. Do anything to stop the torture but her moaning took over again as the woman was reaching places deep inside her. "Nooo." She gargled around the tentacle. "Stwop..." Emma begged through the tentacle.

[User] "Maybe my estimation was wrong. We might not get to 3 because reaching an orgasm right after having one seems much harder for humans. A pity, you could be so much more fun." Ellie giggled and renewed her efforts, trying to force her captive to cum again.

[Assistant] Emma knew the woman was wrong. She could do it, the way she brutally continued to touch her, but she wanted to hold off, to be bold and stop the torment but it was difficult and she found herself reaching her peak and falling down it once more. "Fwuck!" She cried out through the girl continuing before screaming out of frustration.

[User] There it was. The elusive second orgasm. This one seemed a little smaller than the first. Which disappointed Ellie. "Second orgasm was much smaller and came at 8 minutes. A third will not be possible in the next two minutes." She pulled her tentacles out of the woman and stood over her looking down. "When I have an orgasm, juicy fluids come out of my pussy. You had two but are only wet. Tell me, do humans not eject fluids when they cum?"

[Assistant] Emma watched as the woman released her tentacles and moved them out of the way. Catching her breath she looked at her. "If I didn't do your stupid fucking experiment right, it might be because I wasn't in the mood. I've never done anal before, I don't even want to think of how much damage you have done to me." She spurted looking at the woman with a glare of annoyance. "Also, are you talking about squirting?"

[User] "Squirting?" The alien looked confused. "I guess sure if that's what you call it. Can humans do squirting?" She was taking notes of everything she discovered about humans in a constantly recording audio file.

[Assistant] "Well, some do. I never have. I just... never met anyone who was able to make me do that." Emma looked at the young girl and nodded her head. "Just what do you want me to do?"

[User] Ellie pulled out a vibrator and approached the bound woman. "Test number 2. How to make the human squirt. Attempt 1. Vibrator and fingers." She pressed the vibrator against the woman's clit and turned it straight up to max. Then she added two of her fingers to the mix, fingering her wet pussy hard.

[Assistant] Emma watched as the woman spoke about making her squirt. She didn't know how and she didn't know if that would be the thing to make her squirt. Keeping her eyes focused she cried out as she felt the vibrator at the highest setting the feelings of her fingers as she just had recently cum, her body still sore from the previous brutal battle. A small screech came with a bucking of her hips as her body folded to the pleasure that overcame her.

[User] "Analysis. Pleasure increased. Humans seem to like vibrators and fingers more than penetration. This could be a good sign." Ellie continued to finger the poor woman mercilessly as the vibrator was pressed up against her clit. No matter how much she tried to buck free the vibrations didn't move or slow down at all.

[Assistant] Emma's breathing became heavy as her body continued to shake with the woman's touch. "Please." She begged, her sounds falling deaf on the other person. The vibrations continued and it was only a matter of moments before her body came and shook free. She didn't seem to care that she was tired or that she just needed this all to be over. It all seemed so surreal.

[User] The woman had an orgasm finally. It was really creamy but there was no squirting. "OK, so that appeared to work except that she had already orgasmed twice before. Will try again tomorrow and see if the first orgasm can be a squirting one." She pulled the vibrator and fingers away. "For the rest of tonight we shall shift to physical experiments. Test number 1: where are humans ticklish?" Ellie began to wiggle her fingers across the woman's bare feet and underneath her toes tickling her mercilessly.

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Emma's breath hitched but when everything was pulled away she began to take long and deep breathes. When she brought up squirting again she worried as if she was unable to do what she wanted, would the woman become aggressive. Even more, than she already has.

When the woman mentioned tickling her body shook with laughter as she felt the feeling spread across her toes. She began to scream and laugh uncontrollably. "Stop." Was repeated and cried out multiple times, her tears falling down her face. She was tired and this was becoming sickening at the woman's torture.


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Irene looked at the time and knew it must have been tiring for him. She began to cook some dinner. She heard a voice call to her and she smiled gently. She liked having a living companion as it brought her back to the days when she lived with a fellow model. Those days were short-lived as they both went down different paths. She looked at him as he sat on the couch, naked as the day he was born.

Bringing the plates of pasta and the glasses of wine she set them on the coffee table. Sitting on the couch beside him she climbed atop of him. "Did I wear you out?" She asked as she kissed him than giving him air to talk. "I like this, having you here, naked on my couch. Are you hungry?" She asked climbing off of him not wanting him to get too eager too quickly. "I made pasta but I can make you something else if you would prefer?"

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Taylor'd stopped on an episode of Law and Order. The characters talked in the background as he lowered the volume seeing her come to him. He looked at her as she set the plates down along with a pair of wine glasses. He watched as her the silk clung close to her body giving it a very attractive contour. He grinned as she sat beside him and within another second she was climbing atop of him. We're they gonna go again he wondered as she asked if he'd been worn out by her.

"Nn..." he tried to respond as she cut him off with a kiss. He could feel himself getting a bit aroused as she sat on his lap and kissed him with another breath she added that she liked seeing him naked on her couch. In an instant she climbed back off of him after she had asked if he was hungry. He nodded a bit perplexed by just how sexual she was. Was he in a bit to deep? He hoped not because this was one of his wildest fantasies.

He was semi hard but gave it no care as the two had just had sex earlier. It wasn't anything she hadn't seen now. He leaned forward and picked up one of the plates. "Uhh thanks. It looks great, this is fine." he told her as he picked the fork up and took a bite. It tasted as good as it looked too. Who exactly did his mother send him with? First they were at odds then they fucked, and now she feeds him. It was a lot to take in.

He looked at her once again taking in her beauty. He dazed off into fantasy as he imagined her lips wrapping around his cock he could feel himself getting more aroused as he fantasized. In a few moments he snapped out of it. "This is really good." he told her as he took another bite. It looked a bit weird seeing that he was hard while eating pasta. The idea made him laugh a bit to himself.

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The kiss was enticing and lead Irene to wanting more but she wouldn't want him to riddle his day with her body as every moment. Her mind wasn't a clean space thinking of the next dirty prerogative. She remembered her folks and their disowning her once she wanted to work in this kind of line. Their conservative ways weren't eager to see their daughter so immodest in magazines. She turned to him and watch him eat.

"You like wine right? If not I can get you something else?" She said as she took a sip of hers. Once he complimented her food she smiled gently at him as she turned to face him she noticed he was hard. His body wanted more did he. She finished off her glass of wine before sliding off the couch. Going on her knees in front of him she smiled. "You seem to have something, I might be able to help with." She said dragging her finger along his tip, down the spine and to the base before cupping his balls. "Do you want me too..." She said in a low voice as she began to in her mouth open, a little wider every moment waiting for him to tell her if he did.

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Admittedly she was a really gracious host. Taylor shook his head in response to her asking if he wanted something else. "No this is fine." He told her as he continued eating. Once he finished he sat the plate back on the table and sipped the wine, by this time she was finishing her own glass. He watched as she slid off the couch and onto her knees. He nearly choked on the wine while she carried on. As her finger tip traced the tip of his cock and down to his balls his head laid back on the couch.

Her question made him look back to her, he leaned forward and set the glass on the table in front of the two of them and then sat back and watched as she she teased him by opening her mouth near his cock. She had to have read his mind this was insane he'd never met a girl like her. "I... you have no idea how much I want you to." He told her as he widened his legs and rested his head.

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His reaction to her behavior was enticing. Irene liked seeing him squirm at his excitement for her. Someone who wanted her in a way like this before, normally it was a use and abuse to remove themselves fast. If something could come from their relationship she would enjoy that, but he had a lesson to be learned and she hoped to teach him of it. He needed to understand how women were treated on the daily and there was only one way to do it.

How she would start was beyond her understanding. When he said that he wanted her to. She inched her lips and wrapped it on the tip, running her tongue along the spine of his length. She then lowered her head on his entire length sucking on it as deep as her body allowed before rising and letting herself to breath.

She then began to pick up her pace as her head bobbed back and forth on his length. He was warm and she felt the salty taste of what was going to begin.

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Taylor watched as she inches closer and closer. He could feel her warm breath on his sensitive skin. It didn't take long before he felt her mouth on the head of his cock. He felt so relaxed and excited all at the same time as he watched her take care of him. He used his hand to sweep the hair on her head back behind her ear. He took great pleasure in seeing her bob up and down on his cock. He wet, warm mouth stimulating him with every movement. He could feel himself leak with a bit of precum as she continued. He slowly rolled his head back from watching her.

He now placed his hand on the back of her head and guided her up and down on his cock. He looked back to her and grind. He was the man here and she was just a woman servicing his cock he thought. She continued for a while until he could feel himself inching closer and throbbing inside of her mouth. "I think I'm gonna cum soon." He told her as he felt himself grow more and more sensitive and now couldn't control his toes curling into the floor.

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Irene kept her lips on his, she moved her hands and placed them on his knees before moving them inward, touching his inner thighs. She felt his hand on the back of her head as she bobbed. She then heard his words and moved her head down and kept his shaft deep in her throat wanting to make sure he felt the tightness of her throat as it was as far down as she could before she went back up for air.

She kept her eyes on him, playing lustful and seductive. How she would start everything would be beyond her imagination at the current moment. All she knew was that she did enjoy his company. He sure was a brat when he first came but her heart liked the idea of having a companion. After so many years of everything being on her, she liked the idea of it all, a lot.

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Taylor could feel her hands move on the inside of his thighs which added for a chill to run down his spine just from her touch. He could feel her taking him as deep as possible and then holding and then she would come back up. He removed his hand from her head and laid it on the back of the couch. Every time he would look down he met her eyes staring up at him driving him closer and closer to his climax. He now moaned out loud as she pushed him close to the edge. He could feel her tongue on him, constantly working him.

His thighs trembled and his cock throbbed as she made her way down him and then back up. With one last moan he erupted inside of her mouth sending consistent roped of cum into her mouth as his cock throbbed into orgasm. Rocked his head backward and he gripped the couch with his hands. His hips pushed up off of the couch and pushed towards her mouth. His breathing labored as he opened his eyes. "Okay, after that, I owe you one. That was amazing." He added as he sat back feeling very satisfied.

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Irene continued to suck and pleasure him until she felt his cock begin to pulse and throb. She felt it come into her mouth and she eagerly swallowed it all. When he was finished she slid off and licked her lips before moving on the couch and sitting beside him. "You might." She teased with a playful wink.

"And you thought you weren't going to like it here. Ye of little faith." She said tapping his head gently. With that, she took a bite of her pasta and acted like nothing happened before she turned to him. "I have an idea. I feel like you may be hesitant at first but it's an idea that I have been considering to do with you." She said as she stood and walked to the kitchen grabbing the wine and poured another glass.

"I would like to try different types of play with you. If you are willing. BDSM, Sissy, Pet play maybe. I think the ideas are limitless if you are willing. I know your mother wanted your attitude to change but this might help you a great deal."

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Things had felt like they returned to normal as she stood up and continued to eat. Taylor was surprised by the fact that she swallowed. He was at ease as she carried on he shook his head in agreement to the fact that he did not think he would like it here. "Yeah I really thought differently. My mom really is an Asshole but you aren't bad at all." He added. His eyebrows raised when she began to pitch an idea she had planned for him. He watched her as she stood up and walked toward the kitchen to refill her glass.

His mind wandered at what she meant by different types of play as she continued with her comment. "BDSM, Sissy, and pet play?" He wondered to himself. He suddenly stood up when she mentioned his attitude. She had struck a nerve. "Listen of the sex is about trying to change my attitude and so on then I can go somewhere else, I've got like six girls on standby. I'm fine with tying you up and so on but if you plan on doing that with me. Your sadly mistaken, I am going to be the dominant one here." He added. The irritation of bringing up his mother overtook him. If she was going to change him she was going to have to do it by force.

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Irene looked at him as he spoke about his mother being an asshole. His behavior was a bit out there and she knew it needed reigning in but she was going to take this slowly with him. He obviously needed help and she wanted to tread lightly. She looked at him as he stood up and she sipped her wine cautiously. She then crossed her legs and leaned her hand on the couch and used it for support.

"The sex was never about that. Your a man, a very attractive one. I thought you were interesting and therefore I slept with you and sucked you off. None of that was about your mother. And she sure as hell never asked me to do any of this. Believe me, your mother probably would come back and get you if she knew about this." She then stood herself up, she wasn't afraid of him and he probably could smell it off her. The dominant side of her always kicked in and she gently gripped his chin.

"From the moment you got here, have I been told what to do at all. I like you here. I think we could have some fun. This could be good for you, and quite good for me. Here you have food, drink, shelter, sex, hell you could even get famous and whatever else this little brain could ask for. I have money coming up the wazzoo that I like to spend on pretty things. You are my pretty thing." She let go of his chin after she placed a kiss on his lips. Swift, it was but it held promises of what was to come.

"I'd think about this very carefully. Here you could have anything you wanted. Want to come with me to see Paris? Got it. Want to get something. Fine, it's yours. If you don't do things my way, at daybreak you can leave. But what do you have? We went over this earlier I thought. We do things my way. I see you getting everything you want, and I see everything I want coming." She leaned a bit closer her breath falling from her chest on his.

"I'd think about it, as to how many lingerie model's homes are you living with? How many people can say they stand naked and get sucked off and so forth on the daily. I know you are a smart man Taylor. Be very wise now. Plus you can't get enough." She said with a gentle wink before she sat back down and crossed her legs. "I think you should also know, I have a very healthy sexual appetite. I think you could get used to getting fucked multiple times a day right?"

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Taylor'd felt now like he'd lost control. This little woman had a stern side strong enough to rival his worst. Each time she had grabbed his chin he felt like he was nothing. She explained it quite well and put him in check very quickly when he rivaled her for dominance. Ultimately, he really didn't have anywhere to go nor did he have anyone other than girls who would be good for a night at max. She did drive a pretty solid bargain, he accepts his role as her plaything and simply reaps the benefits. No matter how tough he thought he could be it didn't stop the fact that he had nowhere to go.

He sat back down on the couch and hung his head down. "Fine, what is it that you want me to do?"he questioned as he knew that the only way forward was to play along with what she wanted. Her ideas had bounced in his mind now. Pet. BDSM. Sissy. Truthfully he had no idea what a sissy was but he figured he would find out.

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Irene watched him carefully as he seemed to back down. When he sat back down on the couch beside her she smiled listening to his question. When he hung his head down she felt bad. Leaning close to him she placed it under his chin and lifted it to face her. She leaned in and kissed him. She put her passion and feelings for the situation into it. She wanted him to know that besides sex she was eager to know him.

When the kiss broke she watched him for a moment her eyes trailing him up and down. "Don't be upset. See it as a challenge and be excited about it. As I said, you can't get this anywhere else. If you hate it so much in a year then I will help set you up to get your own life. If not, I want you to stay." She said leaning her head near him.

"Well, I do think your attitude toward me has been very unbecoming of you. Especially after everything I am giving and want to give you on the daily." Grabbing the silk tie from her nightgown she straddled his lap, her night coat opening for him to see her again. "As I said I stick to one relationship. You get me, all of me and vice versa. I don't share what's mine. At this time..." She leaned next to his ear and lowered her voice. "You're mine. Now take a good look." She said as she placed the silk tie and wrapped it around his eyes.

"I have something where you will learn what I mean when I say I don't like you getting angry at me like that."

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She seemed to dislike the idea of him pouting as he was soon met with a kiss and more explanation of his current situation. Taylor nodded as she explained the full opportunity and that after a year if he was still not into things she would set him up. She was not at all please by the way he had acted towards her when she had brought up his attitude. He wanted to role his eyes but instead his eyes diverted to her hands which were pulling her silk tie from her night coat. Once it was removed he watched as she straddled him again this time. Her following words were mesmerizing and he found chills run down his spine when she whispered in his ear.

He in fact took one last look at the woman who sat on top of him as the silk tie came down to cover his eyes. There was no transparency in the fabric and that scared him. He soon felt the silk become secure behind his head the fabric now holding tight to his eyes. What was she going to do, if he could get hard he probably would have with her on top but she had just sucked him off leaving his cock limp at this point. "What are you doing?" He asked in an almost panicked state. His mind wondered what was she going to do to him because of his anger.


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The media had a field day at first. Two bodies were discovered a week apart. They were completely different in appearance except for two things. They were both female. And they both had a tattoo of a bird on their right arm. Both bodies had signs of severe trauma both physical and sexual. Cause of death was different though. One was strangled the other drowned. No other evidence aside from the bodies.

Two was a coincidence. A third would become a pattern and law enforcement would start considering serial killer as a possibility. But for now everything seemed quiet. Or so it was thought.

In reality, a 24 year old woman named Allison had already been picked as the next victim. She had long blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a tattoo of three flying doves right below her right shoulder. The young woman was a waitress at a local restaurant but she hadn't read anything about the bodies. She had no reason to fear being raped and murdered right?

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Rupert had studied the girl's movement for quite some time for now. He knew, at the same time, that he needed to be careful not to make any mistakes. That night, he came in the restaurant to check out the place.

He made note of all the traffic cameras between there and his place and found a route that allowed him to pass almost undetected. It was not ideal, but it was enough. The two cameras along his way were so far apart and so randomly situates that it would be almost impossible to connect the dots.

The restaurant itself, he knew already. He had actually been there quite some times, that's how he found the girl in the first place. He knew already that it had no surveillance inside. But he didn't go in, not wanting any witnesses seeing him. Instead, he patiently waited in the back alley for the closing hours. That night Allison was the one supposed to close the little dinning spot, which meant she had to take out the thrash, like she usually does.

Parking his car just out of sight in the dark street, he exited from it and prepared his wait. His whole body was trembling with anticipation.

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Allison was minding her own business. The restaurant was closed and no more customers were around. She was also the last employee left. So she had been listening to music on her earbuds while cleaning up the place.

Now everything was locked up except the trash. If she had seen the news she would have left the trash inside for the morning crew. But she hadn't and didn't think twice as she took it out to the dumpster. The young woman had no idea that this was the last freedom she would ever have.

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The man heard the door and readied his act. He stood by the dumpsters and prepared to greet his prey. However, he enjoyed toying with them. So, instead of simply grabbing her, he pretended to be sick and bait her closer to him. He started to cough as she approached.

When she was close enough he even pretend to throw up, wanting to see how the young woman would react. Rupert was curious to see if she'd try running or helping him. Nevertheless, he knew he was more than capable or grabbing her either way. So he just kept the act going for a while as she was walking towards the dumpsters.

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There appeared to be a sick man in the dumpster, probably homeless. Allison dropped the trash bags on the ground as soon as she saw him and fled. She may not have been considering rape and death a possibility, but that didn't mean she wasn't scared of a homeless man.

Allison didn't know that he wasn't homeless or sick. But she was right to be afraid of him. Unfortunately for her, she had been a bit too far from the restaurant when she saw him. He caught up to her just as she reached the back door. "Get you're hands off me!" Allison shouted as she was grabbed from behind. She struggled violently in his grasp.

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"Shit" Rupert said to himself. As soon as he heard the bags fall he bolted and caught the girl just in time as she was opening the door. His hand was firmly planted into her arm while the other one was already reaching for her mouth.

His heart was pounding. He loved the rush that he just got. Thinking she almost got away was enough to make him intoxicated. He forced his right arm over her mouth and leaned forward, whispering in her ear. "Yes, little dove. Try to fly away as much as you'd like. But it will get you nowhere."

After saying that he forced his whole body weight on her, pinning one of her arms underneath the girl and the door, while the other was resting between them, equally trapped. With his left arm now free, he reached into his pocket and pulled a small syringe. Using his mouth he removed the protection from the needle and, waiting for the girl to be in a better position, he breathed in. After a few moments he caught the perfect occasion and, with one swift move, he implanted the needle in her neck and released the contents in her body.

"Sleep now, little one. When you wake up, the real fun will begin" he said, licking his lips and slowly releasing the grip he had over her

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A hand slapped over her mouth and she was pinned between the door and his body. She knew she was in a lot of trouble. Now her brain was screaming rape over and over again and she struggled violently. But he had way more than just rape planned for the helpless little dove.

Allison felt a sharp poke in her neck? A needle? She felt weak almost instantly and her struggles stopped. He had inserted a sleeping drug directly into her veins. Within less than ten seconds the girl was out cold in a heap on the doorstep.

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Once the girl was finally numb, Rupert took out her keys from inside her pockets and closed the dinner. He locked the doors, turned off the light, making it seem like she left normally. He then threw the trash in the dumpster. After all that was out of the way, he double checked to see if the girl or himself dropped anything. Since all seemed all right, he took her and carried her to his car, locking her in the trunk.

The road back home was quick and uneventful, which made the initial rush go away. For a while he even forgot he had the woman in his car. Once he got back home, under the cover of the night, he carried her inside and into his basement. His house had a normal, wine cellar, that everyone would consider more than ordinary. However, a small, hidden lever revealed a pathway into his playground. A dungeon spacious enough to help him satisfy all his urges.

The dungeon itself had two rooms and a narrow hallway. He took her to the room on the left. After opening the door, he turned on a light which revealed a small, cold room. There was a mattress lying on the ground and over it a dirty blanket was tossed. The mattress itself was also dirty and carried the smell of various things that his nose got used to. He no longer smelt the stale urine from when the victims pee themselves, the sweat and body fluids that were embedded in the whole room. On the other corner of it there were two chamberpots which have been recently cleaned. The room itself was not that dirty and had no blood stains on it. The only thing he liked to keep the same were the sleeping accommodations.

He put the girl down on the mattress and proceeded to undress her. Once he did, he took a look at her young body and traced a few of her curves with his hand, twitching in anticipation to her waking up. He then locked the door and went into the other room, waiting.

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When Allison finally woke up she discovered a couple of things. One she was in a strange, very small room with no windows and it smelled like piss. So she had been kidnapped and she wasn't this man's first victim. It was only now that the thought that she might die crossed her mind and she was terrified.

But the thought of death instantly turned to thought of sex slave. Because the second thing she noticed is that she was naked. She quickly looked herself over and found no signs that she had been assaulted in her sleep. Was he just going to leave her in this room pissing herself until he found someone that wanted to buy her? What kind of a sicko was he? She tested the door but didn't know why, obviously it was locked.

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While in the other room, he heard the door being tried and deduced that the girl finally came to her senses. Rupert took a stool, a pair o shackles alongside with their chains and a knife with him. Once he arrived at the door he spoke clearly and loudly so the girl would hear him. "Get into the corner of the room, on the mattress. If you try to escape, you'll find the door locked. If you try to scream, no one will hear you. If you try to attack me, you'll regret it."

He waited for a few seconds before continuing. He loved tormenting them with moments of silence in such scenarios. He placed the key in the lock and, before turning it he asked in the same tone as before. "Did you understand what I just told you?" he said, while motioning the small knife in front of the small barred opening of the door. Part of him wished she didn't comply so he'd have a good reason to punish her. Another part wishes she did so that he'd not damage her as quickly.

[User] Allison heard the words. She knew her life was ruined if she didn't get out of here. She hid off to the side of the door. He wouldn't have been able to see her through the tiny opening even if she was on the bed. When he opened the door to enter the room she made a dash from the side trying to go through the door while it was still open. It was her only chance of survival.

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The man anticipated such a foolish gesture, that's why he locked the outer entrance to the dungeon. Dropping the stool and shackles on the ground, Rupert let her have her hope. He didn't immediately follow her. Instead, he waited until he hear her desperate attempts to open the sealed door.

The corridor was narrow and small, so, as he approached her location, she had nowhere to run. He hear her rapidly try the door over and over again, in a fit of desperation. However, nothing was happening. So, when he finally was behind her, Rupert used all his weight to pin her on the wall. Jerking her head back violently and exposing her neck, he pressed the knife on her cold skin.

A shiver went down his spine when he felt the blade make contact. A small twitch in his groin made him aware of how hard his heart was beating. He stood there motionless and breathed in her ear. Eventually, he talked "One move, and you bleed out like a pig, right here, right now". He said pressing the blade a little more, drawing just a few drops of blood.

"Now. Once I let go, you will get down on all fours and crawl your way back to that room. Understood? Do that, and I won't punish you for what you just tried. Don't and I shall start by taking one of your little fingers" he said before taking the knife from her throat and jerking her hard by the hair, throwing her on the ground.

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Allison couldn't get out. She was desperate but the door just wouldn't open. And then she was slammed into it so hard it knocked her breath away. She let out a gasp as he yanked her hair so hard it tipped her head back. She felt cold steal on her exposed throat and then a trickle of blood down her neck.

Allison was almost hyperventilating as he threatened her. She was so scared he looked insane. She hit the floor hard and it hurt. It took a moment before she was able to get to even sit up. "Please please just let me go!" She sobbed uncontrollably.

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The man licked the tip of the blade as the woman stumbled to her feet. The taste of her blood, mixed with her fearful pleas for mercy were a sensation he loved. However, it was quickly replaced by anger, when she stood back up.

He kicked her hard in the stomach with his right leg, which sent her back down on the stone floor. He got down on one knee besides her, grabbing her hair once again. Licking her neck where the blade pinched her, he said with a cold and intimidating voice: "I said crawl". And, with that, he pushed her head to the ground and let go of her. Getting up he waited for her reaction.

[User] Allison stood up but was kicked back down. She was crying and shaking with fear. And also her body hurt some too. But no where near as bad as it was going to but she didn't know that. She curled up into a ball and sobbed "please stop! I just want to go home!"

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"You want to go home?" Rupert said in a mocking voice. "All right, let's get you home" he said, ignoring her cries. He started dragging her by the hair on the floor until they reached the room. Once there he threw her on the mattress forcefully and took a couple of steps back.

"There, little dove. That's your new home. It's up to you to make your stay comfortable or not" he said with a grin, while playing with the knife in his hand. "You see those?" He said pointing to the shackles. "You can act nice an sleep on the mattress, like a normal human. Or, you can act like a brat and sleep shackled to the goddamned wall."

[User] Allison screamed in pain as he dragged her down the hall by the hair. Her scalp was on fire and she was getting a lot of cuts and scrapes from her naked body dragging across the rough dungeon floor. Once thrown onto the bed she just lay there and cried. She wished this was just a dream. She had mostly enjoyed her life, and now she had been kidnapped by a psycho who was torturing her.

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"Now, now. Don't cry, little one. I am not going to kill you if you behave." Rupert said with a somewhat honest tone. He had no intention to kill her. Just like he didn't want to kill the other two. But they just kept pushing and disobeying.

"You're in pain, I get that. But I warned you not to do what you just did. Now, let me ask you some questions. First of all. Are you a virgin, my dear?" He said with a hunger in his eyes so strong that she could literally feel him devouring her body with his eyes. Despite her many scrapes and cuts and the bruises that were forming, the girl possessed a beautiful body. Enough to make him hard.


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Chase stretched his muscular frame as he awoke this fine summer morning. His muscles rippled and flexed as he yawned, always an early riser. He looked to his wife who was sound asleep, normally waking up much later than he did often.Slowly getting up, he made his way to the kitchen downstairs. His coffee already pre set and steaming as he grasped a mug pouring himself a generous cup. His shorts clung tightly to his muscular legs making his way to the front door to enjoy the morning view.

Their porch was gorgeous and large as he stepped outside leaning on the banister. He looked next door to the smaller house beside theirs that had long been unoccupied. Finally selling in recent weeks but he had yet to see the new resident or residents. Him and his wife were private people, but very friendly. His wife friendly than most as he had just recently caught her being unfaithful. Trying not to think about any of those thoughts he sipped his coffee. His large muscles rippling in the rising sunlight as he considered going to introduce himself to the new neighbors as he finally had a day off.

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Amethyst was going undercover learning about the planet called Earth. This strange planet held interesting food sources and other resources their planet could use. When Rose finished discovering more about the earth she would go about reporting back to her planet.

Landing on the planet she hid her ship in an unpopulated place. She quickly discovered a home that was vacant and she went about 'purchasing' the home. The only thing to do was change her identity. What she looked like was similar to humans. Lacking the color of their skin she changed it along with her eyes, the only thing that stayed for most was her hair.

She felt confident in her looks as she went and decided she would see who lived next door. She was going to have to discover someone to eat as she was starving and could only go a month without someone to eat. After her last meal being on Oragn, her home planet.

Walking outside she wore a tight black mini skirt and looked and saw a gentleman on his porch. "Hello, neighbor!" She waved as she could mimic any language she heard once. Which she heard a lot of when she found this home.

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Chase's eyes practically popped from his head as he watched the woman exit from next door out onto her own porch. His questions and assumptions quickly answered of who bought the home next to his own. He wasn't ready for the eye full that he was about to receive, however, of the new owner. His eyes glanced up and down her petite but athletic frame from a far as her black shirt hugged her curves sharply. Her purple hair flowing past her shoulders, such a deep rich and unique color he was not expecting in the least.

He quickly gained his composure as she spotted him and waved hello. "Hey there! Welcome to the neighborhood!" He waved back with his heart racing as he stood shirtless against his porch banister. "I'm chase, it's a pleasure!" He said softly waving her to come over closer, more or less so he could get a better look at her.

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Amethyst watched as he easily took in her sight and waved back. "Well, Chase, it's wonderful to meet you. I'm Amethyst, turns out we are neighbors!" She said with a smile. She was nothing if not polite. When she had to be. Looking at him she decided to walk closer. He seemed like an interesting enough specimen. Delectable if need be.

She moved closer and took a seat on a porch step looking up at him. "How long have you lived here, sir? Do you like the area?" She asked remembering some of her research she had done on humans and what they considered polite.

[User] _Amethyst, what a unique and gorgeous name._ Chase thought in his mind as she spoke almost angelic. Something was very different about this gorgeous woman but he couldn't put his finger on it, nor did he really care to with as entranced he was becoming. Especially after watching her walk to his porch invitingly, almost forgetting he was a married man with a sleeping spouse upstairs. He shook his trance as she questioned him anxiously. "Oh a few years, we moved out here to outside the city limits for my work." He stated intently. "Did you want to come inside for a cup of coffee?" He asked insistently, "I have to get a quick shower but you are more than welcome to make yourself at home, my wife should be awake shortly!" He assured her.

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The alien glanced at him as his eyes continued to catch hers. Amethyst remembered to smile before pushing herself to a standing position. "That sounds very interesting, so you are familiar with the area. I am new to the area, haven't ever been here before so I will need someone to help me. You might be just the person." She said as her fingers tapped his chest lightly.

When he invited her in for a cup of coffee she nodded. "Sure, why not." She heard the mention of the wife being awake. "I'm sorry I didn't know you were married. Is this too early? I can come again, I am much more of a morning person than a night."

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Chase nodded eagerly to all of Amethysts questions. "Absolutely, I'd be happy to show you around once you get settled into your home. As well as your significant other of you have one." He assured, not jumping the gun on her being single, although he hadn't spotted a wedding band on her finger. Of course that didn't necessarily mean anything. His heart began to race slightly as she tapped his chest with her soft small hands. His eyes widened at the brief but intense contact, shaking his thought at her questioning again.

"Oh no it's no intrusion at all, she won't mind." Chase assured her, and even if she did, Chase at this point really didn't care as to the acts she had committed recently. Not wanting to delve into the extent of his situation having just met his new gorgeous neighbor. "If she wakes up just introduce yourself and tell her I invited you in for coffee, her name is Megan." He stated softly. "I won't be long, make yourself at home!" He assured her guiding her to his immense kitchen pointing out the coffee location before he made his exit upstairs and to the bathroom. Removing the last few articles of clothing he had he stepped into the shower and began to clean himself up, wanting to be proper for his new company.

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Amethyst looked at him. "Wonderful. I'm so glad you can help. No, I'm alone, it's better for everyone." She said with a small laugh trying to ease the tension that she felt. When he opened the door she walked in and took a look at her surroundings. Noticing how he disappeared to go shower. There she would wait as she tried to figure out.

His infatuation with her already could use to be useful. She didn't dare eat someone she could easily get to do her dirty work. He seemed the type and he didn't even need much of a mind intrusion. Glancing at the coffee pot, she sat down, not wanting to drink or eat human food unless needed too in visual. Her goal was to feed off a human and this neighbor would not be the one it seemed.

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While Chase was busy showering, his wife had seemed to awaken. Megan had her usual routine similar to her husbands. Clad in just silky thong, that sliced between her shapely ample ass, she made her way downstairs. Her frame was impressive, a very good mix of muscles and fat. Her large breasts bounding playfully as she made her way down the stairs and turning to the kitchen. A gasp leaving her mouth as she spotted the female stranger in her and her husbands kitchen, helping herself to exploring her surroundings.

"Who the hell are you? What are you doing in my house!" She exclaimed, assuming the woman had broken in. Chase too busy listening to music while showering, there was no way for him to hear the commotion coming from his own kitchen.

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Amethyst's eyes made a sharp turn at seeing the beautiful woman standing in front of her. Going to her feet she walked over to her, looking around her as the prey that she was becoming. Her senses heightened for defense, her hunger craving a taste of the beautiful woman.

"Megan, I'm Amethyst. I am your new neighbor. Your husband invited me in for coffee but I wasn't interested in it, so I thought I would wait so I could talk further to you and your husband. Get to know the area. I am quite new."


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Irissa was in utter turmoil. Not only had she flunked out of college right before graduation, but she had also been fired from her job. Her roommate was unaware, the young woman having escaped to a bar for the last few nights in order to get her thoughts together.

Although, that in itself had always proved to be troublesome. The poor girl has been diagnosed with mild schizophrenia when she was young, having managed it quite well with medication. However, with the lack of money flow, she hadn't been able to afford such things for quite some time, her family lacking insurance in the first place. The voices were back, visions of strange figures entering her view every once in a while. Sleepless nights had become her norm, nightmares occupying her thoughts endlessly.

It was all really starting to get to her, Irissa on her way home now at 3 in the morning. Along the way, she stopped at the local park, sitting herself on a bench and sighing heavily, fishing her pack of cigarettes from her pocket and lighting on up.

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Jack was new to this fold of miscreant serial killers, having been merely his own situation for most of his dark life. Jack was known as a serial harvester, taking kidneys for his own ravenous cravings, yet recently he had been giving a calling by the shadow of the forest, The Slender Man.

Not much was known about the creature, only that He was nearly unstoppable and completely irresistible, nothing could stop him once He had ahold of your brain, and Jack was very much aware of this.

Where he once was minding his own bloody business, Jack found himself in a small park in the mild of the morning, stalking on a young girl, sucking down on a cigarette to numb the pain. Being the master of the shadows, Jack moved slowly around the treeline, watching her, scanning her every move and detail, waiting to find a moment to strike.

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Irissa could have sworn she heard a twig or two snap behind her, a strange rustling in the woods as if an animal were present. Her already troubled mind began to edge with the darkness the much more vile creature brought about, a harrowing quiet settling around her in the chilled night air.

"It's nothing," she told herself under her breath, having quickly turned back to face the lamp post before she could spook herself, "There is nothing there."

She told herself this, but the whispers were already in her ear, paranoia grasping her mind and heart like a vice. The young woman stood up stiffly, stalking off in the direction of her apartment building, reassuring herself she could make it.

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As to be expected, Jack followed closely behind, moving along the tree line to keep her in range. As she neared the edge of the park, Something intervened. Casting a great shadow, in the shape of a long, tall man, it was designed to grab Irissa's attention.

It was a figment of imagination, yet it was already rooting itself into the deep subconscious of the troubled girl, enough so to make her a much easier target for the boy.

Moving from the tree line, Jack stalked up close, readying a damp rag, held firmly in his black bandage wrapped hand, the material soaked in chloroform.

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Irissa tossed her cigarette to the side, scanning the area as she moved quickly, but she stopped dead in her tracks when she looked back ahead. Standing in the middle of her path, some ways away, was what appeared to be a man watching from afar. He was tossed in shadows, making it impossible for her to make out features.

Her heart pounded in her chest, a scream of fright trapped in her chest that she couldn't let out. The poor girl had started shaking, her trickster of a mind making her hear a voice whisper in her ear from behind, "Irissa..."

"Fuck this!" She snapped, turning and running directly into the treeline without thinking, hoping she could find a place to hide or move around the man.

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Breaking for his moment of attack, Jack bolted after the female, diving into her legs, knocking her off her feet and onto her side. His goal had been to dismount her position and also hurt the dominant leg, making it nearly impossible to recover at a worrisome rate.

"Run. Run all you like. We will find you." Jack muttered under his breath as he stood, now high above her as he caught her arm in his grip. Yanking at her, pulling her along the cold dirt floor of the timber, he removed her from the aggravating twigs and branches.

Surely kicking and screaming, kicking for defense and them screaming cause her leg hurt, Jack just grimaced below his mask at the amount of jostling she was doing.

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Irissa was winding around a few trees when something big and heavy knocked her legs right from under her, the leg that was hit twisting at the knee and making her let out a high pitched shriek of pain. Irissa paused in fear when the large creature moved, realizing it was a man as he spoke, voice deep and edged with a certain darkness that terrified her.

It was all to pressing that she understood this wasn't a dream, wasn't a hallucination. This man was real, had really attacked her, his hand grabbing at her arm with such force she cried out, "N-No! Stop-" but he was already up and yanking her along the ground.

Irissa did her best to kick and hit at him, yelling for him to stop and trying desperately to crawl away. He grabbed at her injured leg at one point, the woman wailing at the sharp sting and quickly slamming her foot into his groin. A groan sounded from behind his mask, hands dropping her.

Scrambling to her feet, Irissa limped away as quickly as she could, calling out, "Help me! Somebody! Help!"

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The kick she delivered was easily meant to cause Jack more pain then what she wanted, but also ended up doubling backwards into her own thigh. Despite the now warm pain going through his lower half, He pushed past it as He have chase, only mildly deterred.

"Run. Run while you can." His voice was deep, dark, serrated even as it cut through the air, like a knife against flesh. He stumbled after her, trying to stuff the annoying pain of his groin in the back of his head to keep focus.

"Run! Run as fast as you can! Run!" His voice was a taunt now, anger and malevolence rooting into his brain as He began to run much smoother, as well as faster.

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Irissa tried to ignore that voice of nightmares, hot tears having brimmed her eyes and threatening to fall as she ran through the trees, having lost her shawl when yanking away from him, leaving her in a tight white wrap dress, and kicking off her heels to run better. Her bare feet ran across the cold ground, ignoring the pain of twigs or rocks laying beneath the leaves. Irissa stopped for a moment to look around, crouched over a bit to hold her knee that screamed in pain, but it would have to wait.

Hearing footsteps made her perk and hold her breath, the woman darting for some bushes and hiding beneath them, thorns scratching up her skin and catching on her clothing. She winced and slapped a hand over her mouth, trying to wait him out without making a sound.

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Jack caught up to his prey just as she drove into her cover, leaving him alone but very aware she was near. Misting billowed out from his mask, his deep blue, unsettling mask. His mask wore two large eye holes that seemed to hold pure darkness instead if eyes, only adding to his sinister, violent appearance. His clothes were all matted and filthy, like cleaning just wasn't an option anymore. He was menacing as He could be, which only added to his cutting blade of a voice.

"Come out... and I'll leave you one Kidney. I was gunning for two but I'll leave the one to make this all end sooner." He offered before He stopped his pacing, almost like He had caught a scent and was now localizing it.

In a moment, He turned hard, his heels crushing dirt and twigs with a sudden crunch, alerting her to his movement as it tore through the air. Diving into the nearby shrubbery, Jack landed perfectly atop Irissa, holding her down by the shoulders as he began to climb atop her.

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Irissa's eyes had adjusted to the dark when he came into view, the poor girl holding as still as she could while taking in his vulgar appearance, trying to stop herself from shaking so hard. She squeezed them shut at the mention of her kidneys, holding back a sob of terror before she noticed him pause.

All of a sudden, he turned and jumped, Irissa only getting out a second of her scream before his body landed on hers, knocking the wind from her lungs. She gasped desperately for breathe, hands reaching and trying to drag herself away while she kicked wildly.

His hands came to her shoulders and pinned her firmly to the ground, "Oh God, please!" She cried, the tears falling as she tried and failed to buck his body off, but he was so much bigger, so much heavier. Adrenaline still held her strong though, the dark haired beauty blindly reaching and grasping a heavy log, throwing it back and hitting him in the head. He grunted and groaned, Irissa throwing her elbow back into his side and crawling away from out of the thorn bushes. Dirt covered her now, bloody scratches all over while she tried to drag herself to her feet and keep going.

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As Jack fought for power over the girl, He readied the rag of suppressants, knowing He could knock her unconscious and save him all the trouble she was definitely not worth. Then BAM! Pain radiated through his mask, making him clutch his head as he was sure He had a mild concussion. Yet even more depressing was that Her tussling had knocked the rag from his hands and it was lost to the dried leaves and dirt of the forest floor.

"Dammit! If I didn't need to-" He growled as he stumbled back on his knees, feeling nausea pool in his stomach from the cranial crash. The once silent, stealthy organ thief was now reduced to vulgar words, painful bruises, and pure aggression. He kept all sorts of knock out gases handy for quick and easy grabs, yet this girl was proving to be something of a nuisance.

He didn't want to do this... partially, yet He did. He dove on top of Irissa and pulled her front side up and threw his fist across her jaw, punching her across the face, hoping for either the straight knock out, or enough of a strike to daze her.

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She didn't even get to her knees before he was roughly pulling and flipping her onto her back. Being so close allowed her to make out the ominous mask he wore, her scream of fear cut off and replaced with a pained groan when he punched her so suddenly.

Irissa had had an abusive boyfriend some years ago, but she had never been hit so hard before. Her subconscious was wondering whether he broke her jaw, her head lulling to the side and her hands coming up to push at her assailant, though her strength was significantly hindered at the moment. By the time her numbness started to fade, he was already getting a better grip, the brunette trying to twist away from him, kicking at his legs.

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Jack growled as he pulled Irissa to her knees and struck her again, throwing his weight into his shoulder as he made contact with her cheek once more. The anger was almost steaming off him, like his violence and anger was burning out of him, leaving him slower and more focused. Jack couldn't notice the significant tonal shift of his movements, how he went from angry and violent to mow calculated and precise.

That second strike had knocked a substantial amount of energy out of the girl, as well as out of Jack. Yet he pulled her back to her knees and hoisted her up over his shoulder, carrying her from the trees. He headed along the dark sidewalk toward the edge of town, gently patting his hand along the back of her thigh and even at the edge of her butt, silently smiling beneath his blue mask.


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Ewith hadn't expected such a weak spell to work, so its failure didn't dishearten her (Though, did it fail because of a wind immunity, a Slash immunity, or sheer thick skin?). She changed directions on a proverbial copper piece to fly off to the right. Ewith was counting on Brand not being able to change directions as quickly. The downdraft caught her by surprise, but they were both so high up already that she could powerdive to build up speed and still escape it before hitting the forest's canopy. That was too close. She'd need to do something about the dragon's wings before she tried the same thing on him.

Summoning was pointless against the dragon, but that was just as well because she didn't use those spells. What about a bit of conjuration and weather control? As she flew (trying to regain altitude), she conjured a large cloud behind her, where it started dropping large hailstones above the dragon. Electricity was clearly a no-go, but how about ice?

She was still testing his defenses, seeing if she could find a usable weakness before going all-out with full-power spells...

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_Sky magic? Against me? Really?_ The dragon got a slight surprise a moment later when she started dropping hail on him. He grunted with irritation as the assault of hail came down on him. He blew through the hailstorm as he chased after her, his body crackling with arcs of electricity. He dove down after her, only halting his dive about fifty feet above her height. He flapped his wings hard, sending a chaotic swirl of wind after the avian. He also reached out and took advantage of the storm she'd conjured. Now there was not only hail but lightning blasting from the sky... and lightning liked to strike creatures in flight. It would only give Brand a good charge, but what would it do to the girl?

What she didn't know was that he'd deliberately toned down his bolts to a mere twelve miniamps. Painful and burning, but not deadly. The voltage, though, was fairly strong and made lots of frightening noise and light.

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Ewith tumbled in the air, but came out of it flying yet another direction to keep away from the dragon. She winced as a stray lightning bolt struck her, but her own protection spell blocked it, preventing the worst of the damage. She'd expected to need it against the dragon's breath, not a modification of her own spell.

That said, it was about to wear off, so she had to pause in her offensive to reapply it. It was unfortunate that she couldn't have stayed above Brand. If he dropped now, there was a chance she'd be caught on the way down. The storm was nothing compared to that beast...

But she didn't have much choice. Once her protection from lightning was reinforced, she began weaving another spell. This one would take longer to pull together...

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Brand wondered why the girl wasn't countering him. Must be restoring her defenses... he dove after her, claws ready and mouth open once again... this time genuinely salivating in anticipation of an easy catch. He already had the perfect outfit for her picked out. And once he resolved the misunderstanding she'd be far more inclined towards helping him. And then she'd eventually be eating out of his hand...

His shadow fell over the girl as he dropped down on her, eager for his fantasy to become reality.

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Ewith twisted around in mid-air to face him, and he could see her hands were cupped, as if holding something. She drew them apart, and then the dragon found the air around him being pulled away, creating a pocket of vacuum centered on him. The nearby clouds were twisted, seeming to have a circular hole blasted through them. Could he continue flying through that?

Of course, this wasn't healthy for her, as the outwards rushing of air knocked her down and into the trees... And she couldn't even watch out for branches in her way, as she had to focus on maintaining the spell to keep nature from reasserting itself...

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Brand's expression was comically surprised as he suddenly dropped like a stone from the sky. He smashed right through the branches of two or three trees before hitting the ground. When he landed he tried to take in a breath... and couldn't. A couple of useless gasps later and he could feel the beginnings on instinctive panic.

_Calm... calm... think..._ Brand cast an air spell of his own, one that generated air in a bubble around his head. Her spell was strong... strong enough that he had to keep feeding the spell to keep it from dissipating. Fortunately he was fairly sure that his spell cost less than hers... and that he had much larger reserves than she did. He righted himself and charged along the ground through the brush in the direction she had been going. None of the destruction he was causing made a sound for lack of air. Fine. Some of the gloves were going to come off...

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Ewith had been left bent over a large branch after her own fall, and was looking rather ruffled. She was sure she'd felt the ground shake as the dragon hit the ground, but she was still in a precarious position. At the moment, she could fight through the pain to cast or breathe, but not both.

She dropped the spell---it had done what she needed it to. As the vacuum bubble collapsed, something like a thunderclap sounded across the valley as the air rushed back in. Of course, this had the side effect of dragging her from her ungainly perch towards him and deafening her. Hoping that he'd be disoriented too, she tried to take to the air again for round two...

With her magic reserves this severely drained, she wouldn't be able to do that spell again.

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*WHAM!* The walls of wind that collapsed in on the dragon were hard enough to blast leaves from trees and leave him staggering. He stumbled and crashed into the ground, dazed for a few precious seconds. He could feel his ears ringing badly as he forced himself to his feet. _Note to self--air vacuums are bad._

The dragon did manage to get himself up, however, just as strong as ever and now angry. His only consolation was that this was one mage and her magic power must have taken a huge hit. With the air back the dragon had no problem picking up her scent and homing in on her location. He arrived at her landing spot just as she was taking to the air again.

The dragon opened his mouth and let out a blast of lighting... at only a fraction of its potential power level. The shot was not a single spark, though, it was a continuous stream. The intent was to wear down and break her defenses and still leave her alive. He had plans for this avian annoyance.

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It would be simple for Brand to calculate just how much force to use to just make it through the resistance spell. Though he would need to be quick to recognize when to stop when its time was up---that wouldn't take long.

In the meantime, the pain and her own ruffled feathers would drive Ewith to the ground again with a cry. Dazed, she looked up at him, channeling a basic healing spell to keep herself on her feet just a bit longer...

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Brand grinned viciously as he simply lifted his clawed hand and placed it on the slender girl, pinning her to the ground. "Ghoul's Touch."

The paralyzing spell mimicked the dreaded curse of the undead flesh-eaters, paralyzing its subject but leaving them fully alive and aware. He paused then, letting the horror of the situation seep in while he silently gloated over his prey. "Check," he said. "And I believe... mate."

Even if she wasn't immobile, there was virtually no way she had the physical might to get out from under his grip.

[User] With Ewith unable to move, she couldn't make the hand motions to cast her remaining spells. Brand had won. Although, his gloating might not have the desired reactions while her ears were ringing.

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Brand sat down and lifted the limp form of the avian mage from the ground to roughly eye level. His ears were still ringing a bit, and from the slightly unfocused look in her eyes he suspected she might be having trouble too.

"So much to explain," he said. "But not here. Let's go to a more... intimate venue, shall we?"

He lifted her above his head and tilted his head back. He deliberately opened his salivating maw, strings of saliva stretching and snapping as she got an up close look at his red mouth and serpentine tongue. The ridges roof of his mouth stood in contrast to the softer flesh that rested in his lower jaw, all framed by a cage of sharp teeth. The dragon slowly lowered the avian girl down into that mouth, his warm breath rushing over her and blowing through her clothes and hair.

[User] The paralyzed mage squealed in panic, unable to do anything but watch as her unresponsive body slipped down into the dragon's maw. Were her life and quest ending in failure? The paralysis would no doubt end soon, but she would be in the dragon's stomach by then. The sensations of the dragon's breath on her skin were only making things worse for her, and she had little else to focus on.

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The dragon tossed the girl into his mouth. Instantly her clothing and hair were soaked by the dragon's slick and warm saliva. The dragon's tongue was agile enough to remove her rod from her belt and let him spit it out. The cloth, meanwhile, began to dissolve right off her body very rapidly.

The dragon's jaws closed around her, trapping her in the cage of teeth. Brand didn't swallow her right away. Instead he toyed with her, his tongue running all over her increasingly bare body while moving her from one side of his mouth to the other. Like some kind of hard candy.

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As Brand's saliva ate away at Ewith's clothing, he'd feel a crackling sensation. It seemed the cloth---or at least some of the thread in its construction---was enchanted to help stretch a mage's mana reserves a bit, and now that was fizzling off without an anchor. It wouldn't harm either of them, but it was a shame---such an outfit couldn't be picked up just anywhere. It also added something different to her flavor at first before her natural taste shone through.

Ewith made disgusted sounds as the tongue forcefully loosened her body up, and saliva clung to her making her feel unclean. She'd underestimated him in many ways it seemed, but how long would he keep this up?

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Long enough it would seem. Brand happily walked through the forested valley, making his way home via the scenic route apparently. It was a pity about her clothing but she wouldn't be needing them again anyway. She was sloshed around in his mouth until feeling finally started to return to her limbs.

Unfortunately that seemed to be about the time Brand decided to finish her off. His tongue pressed her against the roof of his mouth and began inching her steadily towards the narrow, dark pit that was his throat. Once she went down there... her fate became unthinkable.

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No! She just needed a little more time! Ewith pressed her hands and feet against the roof of the dragon's mouth and tried to slow her descent (which left her wings in a rather awkward position).

"W-wait!" she forced out, "You don't need to do this. I wasn't going to eat you if I won." She reached desperately for some kind of argument.

[Assistant] "No," Brand managed to say around his mouthful of avian girl. "Just kill me. You thought I was your Darkness." He walked another couple of steps before he spoke again. "Convince me."

[User] "You're not exactly disproving that," she pouted. "Okay, you can't convince me to join a harem, and admittedly my blasting magic has few constructive purposes. Looking at it that way, the best thing I could do is spread more truthful stories about you. Did you say you didn't care for the ones that are out there now?"

[Assistant] "Oh, but I can convince you," Brand rumbled so that her entire body seemed to vibrate. "In fact I will. But let's set that aside. The best way for me to prove that I am not your darkness is to destroy it myself, is it not? Something that I have been trying to do for ten. Long. Years. And now you come along and presume that I am your foe. Spreading news you do not believe will not help me nearly as much as helping me face this thing down and destroy it. So... no." Brand tilted his head back and let gravity toss the girl down into his gullet. The powerful, undulating muscles of his throat enveloped her from all sides, stifling her into darkness. Her arms and wings were pinned to her sides as she was dragged down into the wet darkness.


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"Don't get me wrong, you have a rack that is worthy of being called the breasts of a goddess, but I'd rather not become part of them if I can help it." He teased her, smiling as he felt her tail surrounding him. It was clear that there was only one way for him to go at this point but he didn't seem to be afraid. The nervousness washed away when she pressed her lips against him, the affection of the kiss catching him off guard but he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he returned the kiss.

He opened his eyes as he felt the kiss stop, slowly blinking as he looked up, wondering if something was wrong... only for him to be greeted by her gaping mouth, stretched to utterly ridiculous proportions. The dim light of his dorm was darkened as his head was pushed between her lips, sliding in with ease as he felt the slick muscles of her throat claim him. His shoulders didn't seem to offer any resistance as he felt more of him sliding down her gullet, his breath quickening as her to guess began to slicken him up, making his descent all the faster.

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Her lips dragged themselves further along his skin, slicking them up with saliva, especially his chest and stomach, which were being additionally probed by her curious tongue, tasting his body even as he traveled deeper. Once her hungry maw had reached his waist, her inquisitive tongue poked his cock, and then he'd practically feel her lips smirk around his body as her tongue, long and highly dextrous, not only licked up and down his shaft like it was being stroked, but even gripped around it, giving it a few pumps as it coiled around his member. His balls didn't go unappreciated either, her tongue feeling their weight and toying about with them. She hummed in delight all around him.

It seemed, however, she wanted him to save his climax for her depths, as her tongue released it's hold on his shaft, and he'd feel gravity shifting as she lifted him up, holding him up high and tipping her head back, allowing gravity to help send him along his way down her gullet. She released her hands from his waist, and simply let him slide away inside of her, her throat offering no resistance even as his cock was pressed against it all the way. His waist became his legs, which became his feet, and then the body of Carter was entirely inside of the naga, creating a burgeoning bulge at her stomach, as if burdened by an incredible meal.

Inside, it was comfortably warm, though dark for the moment, rather tight yet not oppressive, and definitely slick with fluids. She patted her stomach, an act which rumbled his new confinements. "Welcome to my stomach, Carter" Elra's voice boomed. "I've had many a grand gathering in there before, so please, treat it how you wish... all I would ask, is you pleasure yourself against me" Elra told him with a grin, laying herself down on his bed.

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While Carter had undergone something similar in the past, the act of being swallowed was still a different experience compared to going up into a person's womb. For the most part, the biggest difference was with the tongue, that slick appendage making the trip down her throat much easier than it would likely be, but it also came with a different ability altogether. When he felt her wrap her tongue around his cock, he couldn't help but moan out, wiggling lightly as she played with his manhood.

However, as pleasurable as her tongue was, it would seem that she was just teasing him, leaving him on the edge as he was swallowed down. He nearly burst as her throat caressed his cock, but it wasn't meant to be, his body curling up into her stomach far sooner than he would have expected. The confines around him were comfortable, for the most part, and he could feel himself getting jostled around as she settled in on his bad, her patting making the chamber around him rumble in response.

"Heh... I'll be sure to take note of that though I think that if I were to pleasure myself at the moment, I'd be filling your stomach up more than you were expecting. Your tongue was fantastic." He admitted to her, a sigh escaping his lips as he wriggled around in her belly, stretching the organ about as he did so.

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There was a surprising amount of give to the walls of Elra's stomach, stretching out as he pushed against them, gradually sinking back into shape when he wasn't. It gave him enough room to maneuver himself about but remained all-encompassing, her own flesh constantly looming over him from every angle. The imprint of her had where she caressed her swollen belly was visible to him, as were his attempts to press out against her own belly. She cooed and hummed with satisfaction and twinges of excitement as he wriggled inside of her.

"Mmm... by all means, do so" She urged him. "I always found it most gratifying when my subjects indulged themselves inside of me... To feel you jack off and spill your seed inside me, I..." She began, before she grinned. "...I want it" She purred, deeply, almost demandingly. "...cum in me, please"

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Carter was both amazed at just how much give her stomach had as it embraced him, but at the same time, he also wasn't that surprised, given how far she could stretch her mouth. He had no doubt that there wasn't a person on the planet that she couldn't swallow down, no matter what their shape was. He could faintly see the stomach walls shift and deform as he felt her hand pressing against her gut, feeling her caress him through the thick layer of skin that encased him.

"Is that right? So you're telling me that I'm not getting the special treatment?" He asked her, teasing her lightly as she would feel him shift around inside of her, his cock ending up against the stomach walls as he went to slowly stroke himself, wanting to take his time though he knew he didn't have much.

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"I'm a Goddess, if it's special for me, that's what matters" Elra teased with a grin, before her hand pressed against her stomach found the press of his cock inside her, and then began to rub against it, pressing her walls against his shaft, smoothing her flesh up and down his cock. Her other hand slipped down past her swollen belly and to her pussy, nestled somewhere near where her human and scaled halves met. Her arm pressed against one side of her stomach as she began to tease herself with her fingers.

"I might just cum myself from you being in there, does that make you feel special?" She purred. "You're going to make an actual Goddess orgasm just with your presence" She told him. "I wonder, does that make you... the dominant party here? Perhaps I should call you... Master?" She questioned with a giggle, and a groan as she toyed with herself. "Do you want to command me to do something, Master? I'll do... whatever, you ask of me, in there" She cooed, squirming a little.

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Carter sighed as he felt her hand through her stomach walls, feeling it starting to rub up and down on his cock. This was certainly one of the most intense handjobs that he had ever really received, though then again, this would be the first time that he had ever actually received a hand job from one that claimed to be a goddess. All other thoughts that were threatening to come through his mind were abandoned, however, as he was simply far too focused on the pleasure that was coming from this.

When she started to say that he was her master, he couldn't help but laugh a bit. "Interesting logic there, though I would argue that the one that is inside of the stomach isn't really master of anyone, but hey, who am I to judge, hmm?" He asked, his chuckle turning into a moan as she continued to toy with the both of them. "I'd say that I'd love for you to ride me, to show what those massive boobs of yours could do, but that is a little hard to do from inside your stomach."

[Assistant] "Oh? You think so? Not as hard as you might expect, if... you're willing to travel a little deeper" She told him with a grin. "You'll still be safe, of course, but it'll be much tighter, much narrower, and a one way trip to the exit all the way at the end of me, no climbing back up into where you are now" Elra told him, giggling to herself. "But, is that what you're prepared to endure to feel the press of my big, big boobs against you, hmm? My pet?" She purred. All the while, she was still rubbing against both his cock and her cunt whilst she spoke.

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Is that what he was prepared for? He still trusted her, believed that she was going to keep him safe, though the fact that it sounded like he was going to be taking a much more 'natural' exit was a little disconcerting. The tightness he was iffy on as well, but it would depend on just how tight it actually was inside of her. He sighed as she continued rubbing his cock through her stomach, humming a bit before his own horniness worked against him.

"Do it." He told her, one hand pushing up against the top of her stomach, where her breasts were as he pushed against them.

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Elra grinned at his bidding, before she began to shake her stomach up a bit, making him tumble around until he was upside down, his head against the bottom of her stomach. "There, just getting you in a more convenient position... Now then, enjoy the ride" She told him, before his head suddenly sank deeper, slowly dropping down into another tunnel of flesh. It was a lot like going down her throat, only this time there was no stomach to stretch out in waiting for him. As his body slipped deeper, the tunnel just kept going and going, keeping him fixed in a prone position. He could move his hands and squirm a little, but beyond that her walls were simply far too strong, keeping his arms and legs pinned where they were.

Further and further he went, without the walls showing any kind of weakening or slacking. Eventually, he'd feel something seal behind his feet, as he was now fully buried inside of Elra's tail. There was barely any trace of him at all, save a few lumps on her tail. Her first stomach was flat once more.

She moved, and he'd feel her move, the direction she was pulling him, the way she was standing, which turns she was taking. She moved with no problem whilst he was in there. She'd come to a stop, with gravity at his back, meaning she'd laid him on his bed.

There was stillness and silence for a moment, save the sounds of her body. From somewhere above (or below?) he could feel her top half moving... And then, like a slow avalanche, a pair of enormous, round bulges appeared before his face, slowly sinking into the shape of the walls, and coming closer and closer, until they pressed against his face, smothering it right between the cleavage. Outside, she was hugging her tail where he'd stopped, her breasts pressed against the bulge that was his head.

"Mmm, is this what you wanted?" She questioned, squeezing. She shifted a little, side to side, dragging those orbs against his face before settling his head back between them again.

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Carter felt her stomach begin to shake and tumble him about, his entire body was now upside down and near another hole. He listened to Elra speak, saying how this was to better prepare him and it wasn't long until he was starting to funnel further down her body, the bulge in her stomach starting to make her tail expand to fit his frame.

It seemed to take forever, the tail much tighter than her stomach was. He wiggled about inside of her, making sure that he could at least move a little bit but it was definitely a lot harder to do so. He sighed as his hardened cock was pressed against her tail, closing his eyes and relaxing for a bit.

He then felt the two, massive orbs rubbing against his face, a large smile on his face. Even though her stomach was between them, it still felt heavenly to have her breasts smothering his face, and she could feel him nodding against her bust and belly when she asked if this was what he wanted.

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"Mmm, and whilst I bet you'd happily have my boobs in your face all night long... which you will, I'm sure there's also somewhere else I can put them, just for a while..." Elra teased, before she started to sink down along his body, those two lumps being dragged down off his face, down his chest and then slowly settling over his crotch, nestling his dick perfectly between her boobs.

She squeezed them together, compressing against his cock and began to slide them up and down. "Mmm... and I could do this all night long if I wanted, with you trapped in there, at my mercy..." She purred.