Thread: Sexual Healing (Caleb Raines & Amy Beth)

She shrugged, it just made more sense to have clothes on, as a human we are used to wearing clothes all the time but for a few hours here ot there, the idea of being constantly nude was strange. He spoke to her in a way similar to a guardian of some sorts, commenting on her cheekiness. When he helped her stand and walk from the bath she expected to head back to the previous room but instead before she realized she was pressed firmly against the counter, her hips and belly smashing into the marble. She could feel his inhuman limbs pry her legs apart even when she tried to resist their opening. She felt his newly hard cock again find the entrance to her pussy. It was at the moment swollen and hot. She was about to refuse that she wanted his cock against her when he speared her through her core. Being bent over made his large cock feel even larger, she felt her insides protest against his length and girth. Her muscles struggling to open, the walls of her pussy struggling to stretch and give to his pressing depth. She screamed out a single tear ran down her face but she forced all other back, holding them in the edges of her eyes. It was painful because of her swollen tender flesh and his sudden force combined. She defiantly felt punished, she was shamed and in pain at the moment. She hadn't heard the term Brood mare before having only been a teenager with no previous knowledge of breeding. She shook her head in the mirror watching him as he spoke. That's impossible, I was given less then 6 months to live...This was my... And then she stopped it made so much more sense why people magically got better, this thing was keeping them alive and healthy to use them. What If I would rather die? She asked. She spoke as if she was brave but in truth she was scared. Scared of death, of the strange powerful man behind her, scared of his cock already buried in her pussy. As he moved in and out of her with strength and force she whimpered every time he fully pressed his cock in her. As his hips crashed against her round young ass she felt the wall of her cervix protest against the constant pressure his cock was applying to the back wall. It created an empty aching feeling when he removed himself and gave a blunt pain when he refilled her pussy. As he spoke his tentacle that forcibly held her head in place made it impossible to turn away as he spoke of the breeding and heirs and dna. It sounded like something out of a science fiction movie, not from a medical treatment facility for terminal cancer. It was all too much to handle, it didn't make sense. You are trying.. to get ...me pregnant? Was all she could muster at first, she sounded very much like a young human girl in that moment. She spoke brokenly between the continuous pounding of his cock against her. She was revolted by him and his awful plan to use her as a sex slave. But she was also beginning to again grow used tot he feeling of his cock enough for the pain to all but almost fade. Now a deep dark pleasure built again. She wanted to get away escape but she also felt too good to even try. Her mouth fell open and her eyes closed and then opened wide as a shiver of pleasure ran over her flesh heat and ice rolled over her skin and electricity shot through her body. She openly and loudly moaned in pleasure. Her face flush with effort and pleasure she refocused her eyes on the man behind her that still relentlessly rammed her from behind. Breathless she asked What...in gods name...are you? She thought of what he had said, 'human bodies are such a temptation to take.' He was defiantly not human, but why was he taking her?