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Thread: My Bully Raped me and Now I am His Sex Slave (JohnizBeast and Bellabearcaito)

Ethan Lifted Esther off of his long hard cock. As he did so cum spilled out of her now loosened cunt like some cheap whore. Damn that was great Esther, I am really looking forward to spending the weekend with you and your tight lil pussy, though first let me have a go at your ass Ethan said before lifting her up and spinning her around. He didn't put his cock in her ass yet but instead sat Esther on his lap with her back against his chest. I am going to turn you into my lil Esther fuck toy
Thread: My Bully Raped me and Now I am His Sex Slave (JohnizBeast and Bellabearcaito)

This man cannot be serious. How can he have the energy to keep at it?! Esther panicked. Nothing had ever gone UP the girl's butt, and the thought terrified her. How much would this hurt? And was this truly to last all weekend? Esther never spent an entire weekend with anyone, and, frankly, didnt consider herself interesting enough to merit this level of attention from anyone... even provided the circumstances. A toy? I am really just an object to him, aren't I? Esther began to anger at how Ethan was talking to her, and she shook her head, and glared at her captor over her shoulder, defiantly.
Thread: My Bully Raped me and Now I am His Sex Slave (JohnizBeast and Bellabearcaito)

As Esther glared up at him he just smiled at her a gave a faint chuckle You know your angry face looks so cute, I have never seen it before With that Ethan's cock was getting hard. The truth is he was very attracted to Esther. He small thin body turned him on, the thought of being so much bigger and stronger than she was turned him on. Not just that but Esther was cute as hell, and honestly Ethan prefer cute over sexy. Ethan then lifted Esther up and pressed the head of his cock right up against her asshole. Time for me to pop your ass cherry Esther Ethan told her before slamming her body down onto his cock once again. This time his cock stretched her ass hole open, even Ethan could feel the ripping and the tearing as his long girthy cock right up into her. OH SHIT ESTHER I THINK I REALLY RIPPED SOMETHING THIS TIME!! Ethan moaned out.
Thread: My Bully Raped me and Now I am His Sex Slave (JohnizBeast and Bellabearcaito)

At this new excruciating intrusion, Esther screamed, or tried to. She hadn't known if itd be possible for her to even take all of him, back there. She knew now, not exactly. Her little walls had torn, her blood lubricating her interior for Ethan's cock. Esther wondered how long these wounds would smart. Oh, God! She tried to yell, with some avail, tears streaking her face again. If Ethan was hard a second time, what was stopping him from getting hard a third time? Would there be no end to this horrifying experience? And what happens when Ethan is done with her? What lengths would he take to ensure her silence? He had bullied her before, but this was an entire new territory that Esther dreaded.
Thread: My Bully Raped me and Now I am His Sex Slave (JohnizBeast and Bellabearcaito)

Ethan could feel Esther trying to scream as he held her body. He could feel new fresh blood on his cock from her torn asshole. He could only imagine how painful lil Esther's body to take his massive cock. Though Ethan know it felt great for him, her tiny body was squeezing his cock just right. OH BABY YOU FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD! WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT LIL ESTHERS BODY WOULD SQUEEZE ME JUST RIGHT!! Ethan moaned out as he began to thrust his cock upwards into Esthers ass. He fucked her so hard that Esther's little body was bouncing around like crazy on his lap. Ethan just moaned out as he brutally raped Esther ass, only focusing on the pleasure he was getting out of it.
Thread: An Empty Nest (N7Biotic & Spirit)

The turn of the century saw the dwindling of the dragon population and the rise of the mortal races. In the old days, dragons had ruled the world using their superior size and strength to put mortal populations under their control often with an iron fist. However, the dragons were largely too self interested to cooperate with one another as opposed to the mortals, who after their own wars, negotiated a treaty which united them against the dragons. Soon enough, the race of dragons were wiped out, what few of their kind hid in caves instead of taking to the skies as they did freely back in the old times. Others took refuge in mortal settlements, often disguising themselves as humans, orcs, elves, or dwarves in order to avoid detection. Sylsarsanos was his old name- his true name- one in which he hadn't been called by in hundreds of years. He was a silver dragon, and one of the few left remaining, perhaps the only one alive. He was at a train station, disguised in human form, waiting for it to arrive as he leaned against the wall, twiddling his thumbs. When he thought about it, it almost scared him how comfortable he had gotten in human skin. What he could never get used to, however, were the uncomfortable clothes that humans wore for the sake of modesty. Atop his head of platinum blonde hair which was worn long and loose was a woolen flat cap. His cap and bangs were tilted down slightly, obscuring the bright purple color of his eyes. He learned not to draw too much attention to them, though it seemed most mortals were unaware of what his eyes signified, especially the newer generations who had never seen a living, breathing dragon. He wore brown corduroy overalls over a white shirt with leather shoes. Despite his discomfort, Sylsarsanos tried his hardest to look natural. In his human form, Sylsarsanos was known as Sullivan, who lived in High Grafhurst and was on his way to work in the factories on the far edge of the city. The factory he worked in mass-produced empty spell tomes which would be sold to aspiring young mages everywhere. Like everybody else, Sylsarsanos hated the work. That morning, Sylsarsanos was early to the station. A train ran all throughout the city of High Grafhurst, traveling between its four districts with one separate track around the city for travelers to come and go. This particular station sat open air where one could see the sun rising up through the fog. That early in the morning, the train station wasn't too bad. It wasn't until later when all the commuters rushed from their houses to catch a train that was already late. It was strange for Sylsarsanos to arrive so early though, especially considering that the trains were often late. Unlike the humans, Sylsarsanos didn't have the need to rest save for the extended periods of hibernation he took, which he passed off to his boss as visiting family in New Brundale. He simply had nothing to do to pass the time in his house. In hindsight, it might have been more convenient to have disguised himself as an elf due to their longer lifespans and proclivity to work fewer hours. Maybe next time he pondered to himself.
Thread: An Empty Nest (N7Biotic & Spirit)

The feeling of the elvish woman's hot breath on his neck at first seemed annoying, but apart from that strangely titillating. Though he looked like an adult man, as a dragon he was still a juvenile, especially as silver dragons took longer to age, and so the excitement definitely left him flustered. After getting over it though, he began to put together what this woman was trying to say to him... She herself was a dragon. Sylsarsanos tried to hide any feeling of excitement. It was definitely an exciting feeling for him, even if he wasn't going to show it. Um... The man replied. He looked back down at her again, this time getting a closer look. Her eyes were like that of his mother's. Of course, his mother's eyes were purple like his own, though there was no doubt that this elf was not an elf at all but a dragon just like him. He wasn't quite sure how she knew about it. It must have been his eyes, which she had caught a glimpse of. In most instances, most people thought they were blue, and that's what most people say it is. Then, he sat down beside her. What do you mean? He asked, looking back to the train track. His posture looked shy and he seemed to not want to get too close, even if he was somewhat attracted to elvish women. It looked like he was trying to confirm that she was in fact a dragon, even if the closest of the dragon language he's heard had come from his mother and brief intimations he's had in dreams. Whatever it is you think I am, I'll assure you I'm not that He replied half-jokingly. His attention was turned away from her, as if he didn't want to make eye contact. It wasn't as if he didn't want to meet another dragon, or that he knew he wasn't a dragon. Sylsarsanos knew that if he had been caught, he'd be killed... But it was something he didn't want to dwell on. Rather, he was shy. He had spoken to mortal women before, but the direct way this apparent dragon was speaking to him was very different, and the young Sylsarsanos had no idea how to react to it.
Thread: An Empty Nest (N7Biotic & Spirit)

The man's reaction wasn't what she expected. It wasn't a bad one mind you, but it was definitely an odd one. He must of been a bit of a younger dragon then herself seeing that he appeared a little flustered. She could hear his heart pounding a bit, but couldn't quite tell if it was excitement, nervousness, or a combination of both that did that to him. In any case, she knew he understood what she meant, maybe not the language itself, but what it indicated. It wasn't like she wasn't excited herself either. The idea of finally finding someone like herself among the sea of mortals was invigorating. It's been awhile since she's felt excited and happy. When he looked down at her, she looked up so that there's eyes met and he could see her own clearly. Casantiolth couldn't deny that his eyes were rather enchanting and easy to get lost in. She gave him a gentle smile as she stared up at him and found herself smiling without effort for once. Going to the train station earlier then usual was the best decision she's ever made. When Casantiolth saw him moving to sit down next to her, she moved over slightly to give him more room so that they wouldn't be uncomfortably close together. Her head tilted a little at his question as she smiled. She looked around to make sure no one was around to hear them before giving him an answer, I'm a winged beast myself cloaked in skin that isn't the one I was born with. She whispered, leaning a little closely. She knew his posture showed hints that he was sly, but she didn't want to risk anyone hiding and hearing them. Though, Casantiolth couldn't help, but find it kinda cute that he seemed so shy. I can tell from your eyes. Mortals maybe blind to it, but I can see their purple. She chuckled a bit, The women at my job think mine are brown. I don't know why, but that's how it is, but I guess it's better that way so they don't figure us out. She shrugged trying to be friendly and somewhat make her new friend more comfortable around her. Casantiolth chuckled a bit from his words, but it was a joke. She was a bit worried though, she feared that this one may have become too comfortable in his human skin, but hopefully that wasn't the case. You don't need to hide from me. She smiled, I know you're more then what you seem to be. It's been so long since I talked to someone like me. She sighed happily before looking at the man again. My true name is Casantiolth, but mortals call me Cassie. What about you? She asked curiously and almost innocently. Casantiolth was talking more then she normally did, but now that she's found someone like herself, it was hard to keep herself silent. She wanted to know everything about him and maybe even more if things work as well as she hoped for them. They very well may be the last of their kind, but for now, she wanted to enjoy the company.
Thread: An Empty Nest (N7Biotic & Spirit)

Sullivan He responded. Even though Sylsarsanos knew his draconic name and she gave him hers, he hadn't quite trusted her enough that he would give her his own true name just yet. For all he knew, it could have been a wizard trying to capture him, using illusion magic to change the color of her eyes. Speaking draconic wasn't even that uncommon- many of the kingdoms that once worshipped dragons had taught the language to their young as part of their cultural heritage. It wasn't as if the language was even entirely lost. Thus, Sylsarsanos had every reason to be skeptical. Still, if she really were a dragon, Cassie, as she called herself, might have a few answers that Sullivan didn't quite have. Not to mention, if she was so pretty in her mortal form, he could only imagine how much more beautiful she must have looked as a dragon- one of his own kind. So he had to make sure she was trustworthy somehow. The only question was, Sylsarsanos had no idea how to deal with women in such a way. He could frame it as a date, if only he hadn't just met this woman. Are you going to be here again? I get off work at five so I'll be back at the station a little over half past. I don't know if that's in your schedule. If you get off first you can wait for me here, and if I get off first I can wait for you. He proposed. I have a lot of questions I want to ask you. Then, just before he could say any more, the train had arrived, and with it, a bunch of people. That early in the morning, there were fewer people getting in than those who got off. In a hurry and not wanting to lose her in the crowd, Sullivan grabbed Casantiolth by the wrist and carried her along with him into the train car. He sat her down first, showing her some human manners before sitting down himself next to her. All the while, he looked tentative in his actions, as if he wanted her permission before offering her a seat and before taking a seat himself.
Thread: An Empty Nest (N7Biotic & Spirit)

It's nice to meet you then Sullivan. She responded with a kind smile. Casantiolth didn't blame him for being hesitant to give her his true name. Wizards and other mortals had somehow discovered a few dragons in disguise, so some have become hunters to seek out all the hidden dragons. Most mortals luckily, didn't really believe it was true, but there were still some out there actively working to find them. Casantiolth could also see how knowing the Draconic language wouldn't seal trust since it could still be learned to this day, but it was slowly fading away by those who didn't think cultural heritage was a thing worth dwelling into. She, herself may be a little too trusting of the man she just met, but there was just this gut feeling he had that he was a dragon in disguise and nothing more. Her gut hasn't let her down yet and she hoped she wasn't making a dreadful mistake by blind hope that she's finally found someone like her. Casantiolth looked over to Sullivan when she heard his voice speak up again and smiled softly at him. He wanted to see her again. She supposed it was only natural for him to want to seeing how their both possibly the only ones of their kind left. She could see how he had questions. Sullivan seemed a little on the young side judging by his behavior so there may be plenty of things she knew and he didn't. I can be here again. She smiled and chuckled a little, I don't mind waiting if I get here early. When I get off all depends on how much we get done and I'll be willing to answer all the questions you have. Besides, I would like to see you again anyway. She smiled a little. Sullivan was nice company, even if he did turn out to be mortal and didn't try to kill her or turn her in, then she may have at least one mortal companion she enjoys being around. He was nice, not too loud, and she'd be lying to herself if she didn't think that his behavior was adorable in its own way. Time flew by fast when Casantiolth talked to her new friend. She didn't even realize that the train would arrive already. The part she dreaded was coming. Casantiolth hated crowds. It was like she was being suffocated and it made her anxious. If only she could take off into the sky again, she wouldn't have to worry about crowds ever again. She was a bit surprised to feel Sullivan grab her wrist, but felt herself smile from his touch. Casantiolth, followed him closely, and his touch strangely made her feel more safe among the crowds that normally made her anxious. It was a nice change to not be on the verge of panic just to try to get to work. Once they were in the train car, it got a little easier as the crowd had to become more like a line. They managed to find a seat and Casantiolth sat down first, adding a thank you, to Sullivan for offering first. She moved as far as she could down the seat to give him room. There was one good thing she could say about humans was they had manners for the most part and Sullivan played his part well. While they couldn't talk about being dragons anymore, it was nice just to feel him nearby.
Thread: An Empty Nest (N7Biotic & Spirit)

Sylsarsanos's voice was barely audible over the sound of the moving train and the commotion inside it. Without the proclivity to yell, he was barely understandable. Though, it wasn't as if he had much to say, not while all the humans were around. He couldn't exactly talk about being a dragon, after all, even if she did know about it. Whenever Casantiolth spoke, Sylsarsanos listened closely. He could tell she was a good deal older than he was and definitely much wiser. She reminded him somewhat of his mother, though didn't want to dwell too much on that topic for several reasons. After about a half hour the train stopped. It was time for Sylsarsanos to head out. I'll see you later. He promised, before hurrying off the train. The factory horns billowed signalling the start of the work day. Sylsarsanos was an enchanter, and one among five who worked in the factory. They were there to stress-test and bind the spell books, making sure the product was of acceptable quality. Being a dragon, Sylsarsanos had no problem using his magic, and his colleagues weren't exactly slackers either in terms of magical capacity. Still, they were all just factory workers, and their job required very little in terms of skill and was in fact quite repetitive, as most jobs were in that particular factory. Lunch couldn't come soon enough, and ended soon after it started. On the train home, Sylsarsanos's clothes were covered in magic dust from the factory. It shed off of his overcoat like fur off a cat, leaving a glittery mess wherever he walked until the magic dissipated into the environment. He checked the time. Five twenty. He was early. Quickly, Sylsarsanos dusted himself off in anticipation to meeting again with Casantiolth. He had been looking forward to seeing her again the entire day. Even though he hadn't confirmed it, he built up fantasies about her, dreaming up different ways of getting her to open up to him. He couldn't take her to his home just yet, but he thought about taking her to the mountains just outside of town. He thought she'd appreciate it. Most particularly though, the thought entered his mind that she would be his mate. After all, they were the only two dragons around, perhaps in the world. It seemed all too coincidental, almost to a point where it was suspicious, but that thought had left his mind long ago.
Thread: An Empty Nest (N7Biotic & Spirit)

Part of the job He answered playfully, though still with his usual, short, truncated, breathy half-sentences. There was dust on the train every evening he and his co-workers came back as part of the enchanting process. With all the books they had turned out, it was a wonder how they weren't completely caked in the stuff even after they shook it off at the end of the day. Sylsarsanos seemed to have a tinge of embarrassment as she helped him clean up. It was surprising to see how easily she opened up to him. Sylsarsanos had made some good friends with the humans he worked with and wondered if Cassie had done the same. Though she seemed happy in front of him, he could tell that perhaps something was wrong- that he may have been her only company. Still, he wish he'd have time to shower before meeting her, and really he did. Forty whole minutes with which he could have walked back to his tower block, bathed, put on a fresh change of clothes, and took her out on a nice night out at town, not that she was dressed all too classy herself after getting off work. Shall we go? Was a rhetorical question. Sylsarsanos knew where he wanted to take Casantiolth and had already begun walking out of the train station. The stations, each at the edge of the city, were only a few minutes away from the city outskirts. The suburban areas were quiet, especially this late in the evening, so the two were able to make their way through it without much commotion. Sylsarsanos waved to the guards who patrolled the streets as they walked slowly by, tipping their helmets as Sylsarsanos tipped his hat. The town homes were rustic, built of wood and cobblestone. They had lawns and fences which kept them from one another. Sylsarsanos's destination was the mountains, and at the end of the suburb was a hilly area and a steep climb. I climb these on the weekend. Sylsarsanos said. Though they were together, he didn't stand too close to the girl. He was still a little skeptical about her nature and was a bit on edge. He couldn't let himself get too vulnerable, after all. The mountains were paved with a dirt road which spiraled around it. At the sides of the path grew tall evergreen trees. A wispy waterfall was at the side of the mountain, appearing to flow down to a small pond near the base. With his work shoes, it wasn't too difficult climbing the path, and even though he was in a human form, Sylsarsanos was far from feeling exhausted from the workout. All in all, it took about an hour to get from the train station up to Sylsarsanos's destination. It was a secluded area covered in trees, and through the trees the city could be seen, along with all its lights. A small lake was at the center of the secluded area where fish and turtles swam and appeared to be the source of the waterfall. The best part was that nobody was around.