Thread: Rise of the Fayne- Moon/Mouse

Aisscylla screamed again as the Drake tried harder to take her. her Cervix was a lot more flexible, allowing for the male of her species to slip the tip inside and deposit an egg. the Fayne cock was nowhere near the size of the Drake, so though her body was built for deep penetration... there was no way that the Drake could possibly get in without damage. she gasped and sobbed as the massive thing battered against her, making her vision blur and her body start to go limp once more. she couldn't handle it, the pain, the pleasure, it was overwhelming her so much that she couldn't hardly breath. and then, in an instant, unconsciousness was the furthest thing possible as the beast slammed home, forcing it's way into her abused womb, the ear shattering scream letting everyone know that the beast had succeeded. it was buried to the knot and then some, and it's length was prodding parts of her that was never meant to be prodded. she foamed at the mouth, and jerked, unable to stay still under such an unnatural sensation. choking on her own tongue, she wondered if it was possible to be fucked to death. she felt her vision going black as the Drake used her, in as deep as he was ever going to get, she hung completely limp, unable to even formulate an escape plan as the beast used her womb, and her cunt. she knew it was only going to get worse as the beast Came, she could only hope that it wasn't a compatible species with her own. if it laid an egg inside her, she would give birth to... to... only the gods would know what hell would be born from her womb. she shuddered, limp in her bonds, helpless, hopeless, and hurting... she still felt another orgasm cropping up. she closed her eyes and whimpered again, trembling against the onslaught as she felt the knot swelling, and she knew that the end was near. the beast would cum, filling her womb to the brim with eggs or seed, and she was helpless to do anything about it. all she could do was hope that they left her be once the Drake was done... somehow, she knew that was an impossible thing to hope. once the Drake was done, other horrible things would be done to her. she was being made an example, she would be the reason her people didn't fight back. no Fayne would want to go through this, Aisscylla could only be glad that it was her, and not one of the younger females. she had only just reached breeding age. one of the younger would have died from such a breeding. frankly, Aisscylla was stunned that she herself hadn't been fucked to death yet. the pain was gone, and now there was only pleasure as the Dragon fucked her mercilessly. and as it came, she followed suit, screaming at the top of her lungs as she felt the Drake release into her, filling her womb to the brink. she shuddered, jerked, writhed, trying to escape but the knot, and the bindings held true, and she could only lay there and endure until the beast finished. and once it was, she lay there, limp as a rag doll, and hoping the Dwarve's killed her, because surely she had suffered enough? it wasn't like they could take anything else from her. her virginity, her innocence, her Eggbringer, her people, her home.... what was left to take from her?