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Thread: His Redemption (TheCorsair and Xana)

She had him on the ground with her aerial maneuver, but each strike was deflected by his armor. She put all her force into one final thrust, but he saw through it. He dodged easily enough, and even captured her spear under foot. Try as she might to retrieve her weapon from his grasp, she only succeeded in helping him to sunder it, her backwards momentum causing the final bit of stress needed to detach the blade. She landed in the mud, her now worthless weapon in hand. She threw the splintered shaft at him before he could charge her, giving her time to get to her feet and draw her sword. He was on the aggressive form the get go, coming at her with a powerful lunge. She kept two hands on her sword as she braced for the strong attack. Finally she pushed him back, breaking the deadlock. She strafed to the side, looking for an opening to strike, and he maintained a parallel jaunt. They exchanged overhead strikes, until he got in a good hard strike that knocked her off balance. He delivered a potent horizontal slash that was set to slice in her two, which she only just avoided by vaulting into the air. She hit a high black flip, landing on the balls of her feet before pouncing into a swift pierce. The move must have caught him off guard, as she knocked the thick shield from his hand. She kept up the pressure quick slicing form the left and right to keep him off balance. She saw an opening, so she readied a powerful back hand slash. He sidestepped just out of the path of her blade, pushing her down as her forward motion left her stumbling. It took several steps to regain her equilibrium. She turned to face him just as he brought a mighty vertical slam down on her. Their swords clashed, the the greater power of his two handed strike wrested the weapon from her hands, the sword landing several feet away from her. She was at sword point now, utterly defenseless. She made eye contact, pushing down any fear she might have felt in this moment. She took a deep breath before speaking what she feared might be her last words. If the Matthias I knew before is truly gone, it should be easy for you to cut me down where I stand. She wasnt sure what exactly she hoped to accomplish with that grandstanding. Was she hoping for a moment of compassion or mercy? There was little chance of that, to be certain. She knew she didnt want to be captured, the fate of captured paladins too terrible for her to fully imagine. A swift death was preferable to what his masters might want to do to her.
Thread: His Redemption (TheCorsair and Xana)

Humiliated and defeated, there was little Aurianna could do as she was dragged before the Demon Lord Baath Meel. Even a small act of defiance, refusing to kneel, was met with unfounded cruelty, as she was thrown to the floor, sprawled on all fours. She looked up to the demon, but gasped at his countenance. She wasnt sure what exactly to expect, other than a visual representation of all that was evil and reviled by the gods. Instead he was handsome, far more than any mortal man she had met before. The only sign of his darkness were the skeletal wings rising from his back. Worst of all, he seemed to possess the same golden eyes are her, almost mocking that symbol of her grace. He stepped from his throne and approached her. Stand, he commandeered in a voice that was silky, yet forceful. She stood, meeting him eye to eye, holding on to her dignity as long as she could. His hand came up to caress her cheek, and she flinched at the unwanted touched. With her hands bound before her, she could not resist his advances, just stand firm. Truly you are a most loyal servant to bring me such an untainted gift. You shall be rewarded well, Matthias, the elder demon proclaimed, as his hand moved down to cup her chin The disapproving glare the paladin gave him was rather amusing. His fingers grazed her neck, so that she could feel the sharpness of his claws against the sensitive skin, just threatening to wrap around her throat and squeeze the life out of her, but never completing the act. Tell me, Aurianna, he began, spitting out her name as though it tasted foul in his mouth, Why are you here now, before me? I was... captured, She responded, confused by the question. Wasnt it obvious that she wasnt here of her own volition. Baath walked around her now, running his hands through her auburn hair. Obviously, He replied in a dry tone, one that elicited laughter from his court. He was behind her now, and he brushed aside the hair from her neck, bring his face close to her ear. What I mean is that all of your allies were fleeing from battle, and yet you charged in, head first into a battle you couldnt hope to win. Perhaps this is what you wanted, to be brought before me as tribute. To serve me as devotedly as your mentor does. One arm snaked around her hips, the other held her face towards him as the dark grin lit up his face. A woman such as you is a rare treat indeed. Swear me fealty, and I will let you bear my offspring. He whispered in her ear, his teeth catching her earlobe. Never! She shrieked in a shrill tone, desperately trying to wriggle out of Baath Meel arms. Her respond brought forth more laughter from the court and the demon backed away. Hmm, too bad. I am still going to deflower you, however. He declared with his back to her as he made his way back to his throne. Once he was seated again, comfortably, he looked to Matthias, Strip her of her armor.
Thread: His Redemption (TheCorsair and Xana)

Strip her of her armor. The court howled and jeered in anticipation, then crowded closer as the former Paladin drew a dagger. Twisting the chain around one gauntled fist he drrw it tight, making Aurianna's struggles difficult. A final lesson, he murmured, pitching his voice for her ears alone. You will be his, whether you wish it or no. Defiance will only prolong your torment. I know, believe me. The keen edge of the dagger sliced through the leather buchles of her breastplate, sending it crashing to the floor. He kicked it aside, then gripped the underlying chain mail at the throat with both hands. There was a moment's hesitation, and then a shriek of rending metal as he tore the mail like cloth and threw it aside as well. The quilted leather jerkin beneath was similarly discarded, leaving her standing naked before the court. Submit, he told her as the court howled with lustful anticipation. Because your defiance will change nothing. Baath-Me'el rose from his throne once more, allowing his silk robe to spill down his body and pool at his feet. His nude form could have been chiseled from the finest marble by the most skilled sculptors, broad of shoulder and narrow of hip, without any hair to disguise the play of his muscles or the thick column of the massive erection that rose between his legs. He walked towards her, golden eyes exploring the rounded contours of her body, and he smiled. There was no warmth in that smile. Only lust, and a pitiless hunger. One alabaster hand caressed her cheek, then trailed down over the swell of her breast. His skeletal wings surrounded her, scraping over her back as he pinched her nipple. Already ready for me? he laughed, finding the sensitive flesh erect in the chill air. His other hand caught her wrist, holding her tight as she tried to break away. Good. He threw her to the ground, wings slashing out to hold her down as he knelt between her legs. His hands cupped her breasts and traced the plains of her stomach in a mockery of a lover's caress. He leaned over her, his breath hot on her face. Perhaps, once, you hoped Matthias would be your first? he purred, kissing her roughly. Well, he will have you as well. His tongue thrust into her mouth, fingers tangling in her hair. When he gets his turn. Rising up over her once more, he held her hips steady with an utterly inhuman strength. With a single motion he drove the iron length of his cock to the hilt in her body. Mine! he roared in triumph, fucking deep and hard in time with his words. Before my court, and before the Goddess that failed you, you are mine!
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She glared at Matthias as he came up to strip her before the court, focusing her fear and disgust into hatred. She doubted he cared in the slightest, until he whispered in her ear. His last teaching, long after he forsook her as his pupil. It wasnt angry or condescending or cruel. It was only empty. She stood still as he cut through armor, his grip on her chains strong enough to hold her in place. He easily tore through her defenses, and each layer he removed drew great cries form the court. The things they called out to her , threatened to do to her, it was hard to keep her composure as her defenses came crashing down. She bit her lips hard as her leather jerkin was torn from her, and discard away. Her milky white skin was completely hairless and unblemished. Slender, yet strong, she was equal parts woman and warrior. Toned arms and stomach tempered the soft curves of her breasts and hips. Long lean legs, tensing now as she felt all their eyes upon her, staring mostly at the point where her legs met. Her own eyes could not stop gaping at Baath Meel cock, pulsing in unholy lust. Pronounced and veiny, she could felt knots forming in her gut as she knew he was pleased to inflict it on her. No... she whimpered, trembling, as her nipples filled with blood at the touch of his fingers, as her strength began to leave her. A loud grunt filled the room as she was thrown to the floor. Laughter and cheers followed it, as the court cheered on their liege, eager to see the lovely woman impaled on demon cock. Sharp wings of bone held her wrists in a Y formation and struggling against it only caused the razor juts in to cut into her skin. She squirmed as he caressed, his gentle display cruelly deriding her resistance. His words about Matthias caught her off guard, and as she parted her lips in shock, His tongue invaded her mouth, his lips engulfing hers , humiliating her with affection and agony. Malicious reminding her that this would be the only passionate sex she would get to experience while he owned her. There was a time, ever so long ago, when she saw Matthias in a different light. He was her mentor as she went through puberty, after all. But never did she fantasize him take her sexually. They were far more innocent fantasies, being held, kissed, lying in each others arms. About as far away from her current situation as possible. Now Matthias would never be any of that to her, merely the man who presented her up to her rapist. Her first rapist, she realized as Baath ensured her Matthias would have her, his own turn. Was this her punishment for denying the demon lord? Raped by his entire court Maybe Matthias was right, she should just give in She squealed as he pierced her with his length. Tears slid from her eyes, as her back arched form his forceful penetration. Pained cries were drowned out by Baath Meel triumphant boasting and cheers from his court.
Thread: His Redemption (TheCorsair and Xana)

Baath-Me'el gasped as Aurianna's back arched under his assault, and he licked his lips at the sound of her cries. That's it, he groaned, using her changed position to drive himself even deeper into her slick channel. Oh, yes, you feel so fucking good. His cock pistoned in and out, withdrawing almost completely only to drive deep into her once more, his length sliding along her clitoris as he raped her. So tight and hot around my dick. He pounded into her harder, fucking her in rhythm to the cheers and screams of delight of his court. As he did he shifted his position, sitting upright and forcing her back to arch more. Two of his skeletal wings curled under her shoulders and two more scraped over the milky skin of her shoulders and breasts, leaving pinpricks of blood in their wake. One of his hands shifted, pressing against her abdomen and allowing his thumb to rub against his shaft as he thrust into her. He traced it down his length, finding where the heated devil-flesh met the slickness of her lips, and began to circle her clit. You will find pleasure from this, I assure you, he smiled, running his gaze up her body from where they were joined to her breasts as they heaved and bounced with his thrusts and finally to where her long hair spilled across the floor of his throne room. For the rest of your life, you will remember that it was Baath-Me'el who took your innocence. That you shuddered and heaved in orgasm at his touch, craving more of it. He leaned over her, his hand between their bodies pinching her clit as he kissed her roughly once more. His lips caressed her cheek in the mockery of a lover's touch, and his breath was hot and moist on her ear. You will always remember, he murmured, tracing her earlobe with his tongue, that as you were raped your body proved itself traitor. That no matter what you may claim, your body hungered for the seed of your rapist. His teeth found her throat now, sharp teeth tearing the skin slightly, and his tongue lapped the welling of blood in rhythm with the movement of his body in hers. He kissed her again, forcing his tongue into her mouth and letting her taste the iron salt flavor of her life on him. Come for me, Aurianna, he groaned against her lips. Let me feel your body beg to be violated.
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His assault was unrelenting, and each of predictions came true in time. Each thrust into her core resulted in greater wetness and heat, as her body sought to minimize the damage his cock would do to her. It was not long before each stroke was accompanied by the moist sound of their flesh meeting. Her body could not hide the signs of her arousal, as her ivory skin grew faint pink, almost glowing as his hands caressed her body. As his fingers teased the sensitive nub of her femininity, she grew almost red, squirming away from the overly intense sensation . She cried out, pleasure mingling with pain in her voice, gasping as he continued to taunt her body. He was kissing her again, ensure that every inch of her flesh would rebel against her desires. It was hard now, not to give in, let her tongue mingle with his, her mouth hungering for this affection. The way his soft lips felt against her cheekher earher neck. She began to doubt herself. Was this what it would be like, to be his? Matthias had told her it was inevitable, and her body was beginning to agree, heaving in filthy lust. She screamed as he tore into her neck, the sharp pain reminding her that he fully intended to hurt her. He may have wanted to humiliate her with pleasure, and he also sought to hurt her, break her from both ends until he could claim her as his pet, just as he had claimed Matthias. She did not fight his tongue as he pushed it into her mouth, and even met it with her own. She only gave in for a moment, before turning her head away to break the kiss. Her loins began to tighten and ache, her legs twitching and stretching. Sexual tension and desire was pent up within, begging for some release, reignite with each plunge into her depths. She bucked her hips to try to relieve the pressure, but it only made it worse. The muscles of her abdomen contracted so tightly, the strain was becoming literally painful. Her eyes watered as she held it back, refusing to give his the satisfaction of her release. She wrapped her legs around his waist, hoping to hold him in place so he could not force her to climax. He wasnt able to pull out of her as much, but he grew faster, hitting her far wall with increased speed and force. Soon it was too painful to hold it back anymore, and she came hard, gushing all over his demonic meat. Tears streamed down her face as her body convulsed in ecstasy. She sobbed loudly, gasped loudly, screamed at the top of her lungs as wave after waves of pleasure radiated from her. Her body was limp now, as cheering erupting from the court.
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Ah, yes... that's it, Otirael moaned out, angling her hips slightly to allow the Paladin's virgin tongue to work her clit. Such a sweet, sweet mouth you have. She closed her eyes for a moment, body arching slightly against Aurianna's mouth as she shuddered with pleasure at the little whimpers the Paladin made. Is she as good for you, Ahmoet? The minotaur-like demon shifted his grip, pounding into Aurianna's flesh with his massive cock. Onlookers, cheering and taking wagers, could see blood mixed with Baath-Me'el's cum dripping down his shaft, and they cheered louder. Uuhhh, he growled, angling his hips to drive the bulging head of his cock mercilessly into her cervix. Nice... and tight... and wet... Talons pierced the skin of her hips and ass, dribbling blood onto the floor. Otirael purred, then twisted Aurianna's hair and pressed her mouth tighter against her slick nether lips. Use your tongue , whore, she snarled, raising another bloody welt on the Paladin's back. Fuck my hole with your tongue, and get your fingers on my clit! Her slitted eyes met Ahmoet's blood-colored ones. Use her to fuck me , she hissed, cupping one of her full breasts and pinching her own nipple. I want her pounded into me. Ahmoet braced himself, his hips meeting the Paladin's blood-smeared ass with bruising force as he impaled her mercilessly on his rod. Otirael moaned aloud as the Paladin's mouth slammed into her cunt with the same bruising force, both hands twisted into the Paladin's hair and pulling painfully. Her bluntly barbed tail slid up and over Aurianna's side and back, teasing the tight ring of muscle in her ass before driving in. Fuck, yes! she howled, writhing against the Paladin's mouth as her tail violated the woman's ass in counterpoint to Ahmoet's violent thrusts. FUCK! Take it, bitch! Ahmoet thundered, cock exploding in Aurianna's bloody cunt. Spunk lashed her womb like a hose as the massive organ pulsed and throbbed within her, and his final jackhammer of a thrust lifted her off her feet.
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Yes... YES! taunted Castor as he forced his cock into Aurianna's already-full cunt. Oh my, yes, he gasped out. You are so right, brother - this slut's fuck-hole is good and wet for us. And just listen to her. She's begging for it. Then, Pollux laughed, biting her breast and tonguing the beads of blood away, we should give it to her. The twins began fucking then, Pollux withdrawing as his brother thrust into her and then driving deep into her body as Castor pulled back. Her body bounced and rocked with each thrust, and the blood and mingled seed left by her last two rapists stained her thighsand coated theres. Oh, yes, Pollux groaned, digging his claws into the flesh of her ass for a better purchase as he pounded into her. You love our meat don't you, you little cock-slut? Fangs scraped her throat, and then his blood-flecked lips found her ear. Maybe you'll bear our child first? That's, Castor grunted in time with his assault on her cum-soaked cunt, more than I want to think about. I don't need any half-fiend bastards. With that he pulled out of Aurianna's abused sex. Pollux pouted. Bored with fucking her already? Oh, no, his brother corrected, gripping Aurianna's rear and spreading her cheeks. His cock, slick with seed and blood and the slickness of her first shameful orgasm, pressed against the tight ring of muscle within. I just don't want any bastards. With that, he speared the length of his meat deep into her ass and roared with delight. FUCK YES! He began pounding her, teeth sinking into her shoulder and hand snaking around to find her clit. Cum for us, you filthy whore, he demanded, his fingers toying with the sensitive flesh as the brothers fucked her two entrances raw. Show us... how much... you... love... your... rapists! Pollux threw his head back, Aurianna's blood red on his lips as he drove into her. He howled his pleasure as his cock throbbed within her and his spunk boiled out, mingling with the rest as it filled her cunt and splattered to the floor. Castor followed a moment later, teeth sinking into her bask once more as jet after jet of his seed filled her virgin ass. Matthias clenched his mailed fists as the two brothers finished and then threw Aurianna to the floor, laughing at her whimpers. Soon, he knew, it would be his turn. He would join the others, degrading and humiliating her in an effort to stamp out what... MY TURN, something boomed, voice low and deep and earth-shaking. Matthias' impotent rage turned to ice as he watched the next rapist lumber forward. Aphodisia, he swore, hoping the goddess might hear her former servant this once - for her sake. Not him .
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Auriannas body jerked and twitched as the twins took her in turn, slamming into her cervix in sequence. She knew her body was being to adjust to her abuse, and even this violation was numbing her as it continued. She wasnt even paying attention as Castor pulled out of her cunt, letting her mind wander far away so that she may keep some part of it. Otirael had already breeched the tight ring of muscles between her plump cheeks. Still this hole was mostly unused, and resisted this incursion. The slickness of his cock combined with gravity tore through her tightness, piercing her anus with the utmost malice. She was screaming again, as both of her lower holes were desecrated concurrently. Their violent rape did not incite a second orgasm from her, despite their attepts, but they didnt seem to mind so much, depositing more foul seed into her wrecked body. She landed unceremoniously on the floor, landing in the puddle of blood and cum that had already formed under her, adding the newest collection from the twins to it. She could see Matthias from her position on the floor, and her stomach twisted as it looked as though he was approaching her. Was he taking his turn, as Baath had predicted? She wished he would run his blade through her before his cock, but he had already demonstrated that she would receive no mercy this day. Then she felt it, the slimy appendages sliding up her legs. She turned back to saw what it was, her eyes going wide in utter terror. Slender tentacles were already wrapping around her legs, pulling her thighs apart. Connected to the tentacles was a monster eight feet tall, on four legs. Two twin arms grew out of its sides, and two long fleshy extremities extended form where its neck would be. Each of its individual finger elongated into thin tentacles, two already spreading her legs open. Another squeezed her waist, snaked between her breasts and wrapped around her neck, choking her only slightly. One more gripped her arms, pulling them taut over her head until she was hanging off the ground. Two more tentacles shot out, latching onto her nipples, where suction griped her teats, sucking in rhythm. Four more tentacles threatened her with their implications and her own open holes.