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Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

Annasalia watched as the deer moved quickly past her, a large hawk swooshed past her, causing her to fall to her knees, hands on her head as the force of it's large wings caused a large gush of wind to pass her. She opened her eyes as the beast had left her sight. Such power in such a fleeting beautiful creature. She wondered exactly what the forest might be running from. She had heard stories about the demons invading the countryside. At first the stories had started off as rumors, then over the years the stories had become more frequent. Still, she had never seen one, she had no idea why people feared them. She moved closer to the edge of the small clearing by the trees. In the distance she could see the beach, where the animals ran towards and then away from. Dark figures seemed to be leaving the forests, she could hear shrieks and cries in the distance, shouting. The swooshing sound, the feel of wind blowing past her as from the corner of her eyes she saw the darkness move past her. Annasalia watched in curiosity. She was a bit frightened by the sight but also intrigued. Often she had seen murder scenes, but they were always covered up and boarded off by guards. In all her years of smuggling, she had never seen something so curious as this. The voice sent shivers down her spine, causing her to freeze in fright. Possibly it was a guard whom, by seeing the color of her skin, knew who she was. Most likely they would not be too friendly to her before boarding her and sending back to the isles. Slowly, she turned her head towards the voice, only seeing the glowing of those yellow eyes. Annasalia gulped, backing up to a tree. M-My father won't give you any money if you harm me. She found herself muttering. She had never seen eyes like that before, but perhaps that was the color of some of the mainlanders eyes, a curious trait, at least she hoped it was so. At least her family had a good purse, enough to keep anyone silent. Still, something felt off about those eyes and the voice and Annasalia, found herself turning to run further into the forest, pulling the hood over her head to further blend her in with the darkness.
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

Zek'Aram scoffed at her reply. Money...you offer me something void of value. He speaks once more, approaching closer to her. This seemed to have frighten her because she immediately turned to run when he took a closer step. He was not sure who this girl was, but she was smart to finally start running from him. The thrill of the hunt...this will be fun. He grinned at the thought and pursued after her through the forest. Zek'Aram purposefully slowed his advances, increasing in speed at an interval rate to see just how strong she really was. From what he could tell from her, she was of noble birth. The clothes she wore were elegant with the exception of her cloak, which seemed ragged and not fit for one of her status. Not only that, she threatened him with coin, which was something only the wealthy could do. To his knowledge, most of the nobles left the mainland when they heard of the demon invasion. Seeing this girl here was definitely something different. Perhaps she had knowledge of the artifact he was searching for. If that was the case, maybe she came back here to find it. If this was so, he would be able to wrest the information from her. But, if he was wrong in such assumptions, then she probably was just a lost girl that was left behind. Most nobles were only out for themselves after all. Within moments, he eventually caught up with her. Extending a carapace-like blade from his elbow, he quickly slashed at the air, aiming to shred her cloak from her as a means to scare her further. By now his forces were probably well moving forward with occupying the ship. He will have some time to kill and play with this girl for awhile. It's pointless to run little girl. There is no escaping from me. He said to her, his voice devious and rough, as he slashed the air once more, aiming for the skirt of her dress this time. He stroke his blade in a way so that she would not come to harm and that only her clothes would shred. By now it was pretty obvious what he was to her and if it wasn't, she would soon find out.
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

Annasalia was a quick one, she had gotten used to running from guards in the city, jumping over things, climbing up walls and hiding...However she knew the city like the back of her hand, she did not knew the mainland like she knew her city. Here, she was tripping, stumbling over brushes and twigs. She could hear him behind her, coming up on her and it caused her heart to leap in her chest. Her dress, and the rippedstained cloak, flew behind her, catching on the trees and bushes, her skin tearing on the thorns of flowers as she made her way through. She could see light up ahead, and Annasalia ran as fast as she could to it, hoping for it to be more beach land. The teal of her dress flew, her sandals snapping in two from the running. Curses, she would have worn her 'peasant' shoes, which were poorly made compared to noble shoes. She was limping, fee bloody from the forest floor as she emerged from the forest, grass soothing her wounds. She ran further up the small hill until she stopped, backing up as she looked down a cliff. She had ran herself into a corner, and turned around just in time to feel her cloak being torn off of her. She fell on her ass, looking up at the creature in fear and he moved his arm again, cutting her clothes from her body. She moved her hands, covering herself. As she tried to get to her feet to run back to the forest. Go away you monster!
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

He had her cornered against the cliffs at this point. End of the line, little girl. He grinned, tossing her clothing that was stuck to his blade aside. He switched the blade back against his elbow, as his eyes trailed across her nude body. Zek'Aram let out a low, sinister chuckle, seeing her attempt to cover herself as she fell. It is futile to hide from me. He said to her once more, taking a step closer to her. Her body was truly a sight to behold. Her skin was flawless, even if it was slightly marred against the thorns and vegetation from running through the forest. And her hair beautiful scarlet locks flowed along the wind, free from being hidden from her cloak. The rest of her body matched up well with her features, with both her breasts and ass ample in proportion. Nobles were definitely a different breed. From her physical features alone, he could tell she was brought up well. During his time in the human realm, he has not met a girl with such lustful features before now. Normally, he would dispose of such weak creatures. She was...different however. She was willed enough to stand up to his entire horde approaching her, and even after she had the audacity to give him a chase. A human like her would make a fine trophy for him. Go away you monster! He heard her yell at him, preparing herself to run back into the forest. If he was in the mood for more fun, he would have let her escape from his grasp. The time for chasing was over now however, and he wanted a different form of fun. Before she could escape from him again, he reached out and forcefully grabbed her by the waist, effortlessly lifting her in the air. You are at my mercy now, human. He said to her, his voice was firm and commanding, as he slowly moved her small form up towards him until her face was staring right at his. Show me your fear...Show me fear unlike anything else you have ever feared before. He commanded her, a sinister grin plastered upon his demonic visage. Slowly, he raised her slightly and stuck out his rough, reptilian-like tongue, then traced it along the form of her left breast. The taste of her skin was sweet to him, although he could imagine that her fear could be even sweeter. His tongue slowly moved across her nipple, kneading it softly, letting her feel just how rough the surface of his tongue was. After doing so, he roughly flicked her nipple repeatedly with his tongue. All the while as he was tasting her breast, his hands grasped firmly on her ass and thighs, with his clawed thumbs lightly caressing her inner thighs. He was careful not to damage her skin, knowing that he would want such a prize to last him...forever.
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

Annasalia had never met such a thing, and felt so violated in her life. She figured she could run fast enough to get past the beast. Easily enough he had caught her, picked her up off the ground. Her arms were free as she squirmed and kicked about her legs. Her large e cup breasts bounced in the light, her milky skin revealed. Her firm pink nipples were revealed to him as she squirmed around. L-Let me go! Her brows were furrowed in fear, her face up against his as he grinned at her and then... He started licking her. Annasalia's skin crawled at the rough textured tongue, goose bumps forming as he touched her breasts and nipples. She cried in surprise, but she was unable to really react besides trying to cover her bare breasts up. Her long hair had been weaved into many braids that sat on top of the back of her hair, a fancy design for anyone of noble blood. there was a birthmark below her left breasts, it resembled a spear. Now with her arms covering her breasts and pushing them together the birthmark was much more visible. The feel of his claw on her ass made her head lunge back as she cried in distress. Stop!
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

Zek'Aram grinned, her screams of fear and distress only spurring him to continue his violation of her body. His lust for her only grew when he saw her try to cover her breasts from him. He immediately ceased tasting her nipple when he saw her hold her arms across her breasts to cover them, withdrawing his tongue back into his mouth. He took a long stare at her breasts as she attempted to cover them. To him, it was more like she was displaying them for him. With her breasts pushed together in this state, he took notice of the birthmark that rested below her left breast. What's this? He wondered aloud, his tongue protrudes from his mouth once more, moving closer to her birthmark. He then circled his tongue around the area of her birthmark, ensuring that she feels the roughness of his tongue against her soft, silky skin. You're enjoying this. He states to her matter-of-factly, withdrawing his tongue once more. His thumbs continue to caress her inner thighs, slowly moving up them until he is just barely below her silky lips. I wonder...have you ever felt anything in between your legs. He sinisterly chuckles, then forces her to the ground. Roughly, he grabs both of her arms and forces them away from her breasts, pulling them back behind her as he holds both of her arms behind her back with his left hand. He made sure to restrain her in a way that would cause her light discomfort, but not enough that it would hurt her. Now that she lay before him, he slowly placed a clawed finger against her slit, running it along her tight lips. I can taste your fear, little girl. He said to her, continuing to run his finger along her silky folds, feeling every texture of her outer lips. His finger then makes its way up to her clit, where he slowly, yet softly circles his clawed finger around it. He kept his slow pace, keeping her arousal state rising. He could tell her torment was rising with each time he touched her, driving his lust further more. You want this...it is futile to resist these feelings. He said to her, deviously grinning. He then roughly begins to pleasure her clit, his finger rubbing against it as two of his other fingers slowly part her slit, making his intentions towards her clear.
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

Annasalia was definitely frightened by what this beast wanted. Even when his tongue recoiled, her flesh crawled. Still the question came to and echoed into her ears making them ring. What exactly was he talking about? What was he questioning? Annasalia was a girl if thats what he was asking. Then his tongue came out tracing on her sensitive skin, around her birthmark. She squirmed, displeased by this. She figured maybe he might stop, let her go.. Then again she had heard many stories in the city about noble women being rape. Still, Annasalia had no idea what the term met, and why her father was so frightened to let her walk the streets alone at night. Now, she had managed to not only sneak out of her estate, but out of the city on the mainlands. Disease was taking over the mainlands beauty, but she had wanted to see first hand what all the talk was about. Now..she regretted that decision more than ever. He was teasing her, telling her how much she was enjoying this. Annasalia's face flushed as she growled at him. She tried to close her legs when she felt his thumbs caressing the inside of her legs, ever closer to her slit, her private areas. She moved her right hand away from covering herself up to smack against the hands that held her above the ground. S-Stop! L-Let me go! She kicked her legs in a futile way of trying to push him away. Muscles and bones tightened at the feel of her arms being pulled behind her back and restrained. The way he did it, forced her breasts up into the air. Then his long clawed fingers moved and touched her slit, running along the undeniably wet mound. Don't! Annasalia cried in protest. She could feel his finger slowly and softly moving up the folds of her lips causing her to breathe heavily as his finger circled around one part of her lower half. Her eyes glared at him as he told her what she wanted. You have no idea what I want! She tried her best to protest more..and then his finger touched the little nub of her clit. The rough feel of his finger against the soft flesh and the hard way he rubbed it. At first Annasalia really felt nothing but him parting her lips, but as he continued to rub her body shuddered with soft tingling sparks of pleasure forcing a moan from her lips. N-No! S-Stop that! She pleaded as another shudder of pleasure filled the core of her body.
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

The sweet sounds of Annasalia's torment and protest fueled the demon general's lust. His glowing yellow eyes stared down at her face, enjoying the expression she was giving him. Throughout the entire time he violated her, she would scream at him and tell him she only wanted him to leave her be, that the way he touched her was undesirable. Although this might be the case, he knew it was not how she truly felt. Her body was starting to react to his touch, as he felt it shudder in pleasure by his fingers. Her nether region was beginning to moisten, a clear sign that she was indeed enjoying his violation of her. His finger continued to roughly rub against her clit, which elicited a pleasure-filled moan from her. It seemed she was still attempting to hold onto her dignity, as she protested against his touch even though it was clear to him she was slowly losing herself to the pleasure. This only made him want to take the next step in defiling her. Yes...Scream for me, young one. He commanded her, moving his face closer to hers. His tongue protruded from his mouth once more, placing itself against her neck, as it slowly moved along the contours of her neck and along her chin until it reached her lips. The tongue traced along her lips, feeling and tasting her, as well as making her feel how her sensitive lips felt against its rough surface. It wouldn't let her get away from it, keeping itself placed against her lips if she were to try and turn away. While he did this, his finger slowly began to halt its pleasuring of her clit. He let her believe that he stopped, keeping his fingers still against her wet slit. He let a good minute or so pass, keeping her silky lips parted with two of his fingers, but not making any movements to pleasure her. How does this feel, young one. He asked her, his voice filled with the same deviousness as it always was, A worse torment than before, isn't it... His were fixated on her face the whole time he questioned her, enjoying the emotions she was expressing towards him. Without any warning, he then thrust his index finger inside of her wet womanhood, letting go of her silky folds and allowing them to clamp down on his finger. He slid his finger deep inside of her pussy, exploring the inside of her nether region until he found her most sensitive spot. It is unlikely any man has ever touched you here. He said to her, caressing her spot gently to let her feel how much it could pleasure her, Allow me to bring onto you pleasure beyond your wildest imaginations. He grinned as he said this, then began to slide his finger in and out of her pussy roughly. Each time his finger would slide deep inside of her womanhood, the tip of his clawed finger would make contact with her most sensitive spot. He made sure to not hurt or damage her, going as far as softening the density of his claw so that she would feel just enough pain to pleasure her. Scream for me, little girl. He said to her, his tone commanding, Scream for me like the whore that you are!
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

Annasalia was trying her best to squirm away from his hands and the tongue that came out to torment her face. Though, her efforts were futile since her arms and hands were behind her back. She turned her face to the right, then to the left with cries of protest. She shook her shoulders, tried to keep her lips closed but then the stroking of her clit caused her body to make a small sort of warning convulsion, her lips spreading with a moan she did not want to express. Finally, he seemed to stop, letting her come down from the slight high of being pleasured, even against her will. Still she could feel his fingers holding her wet lips apart. The soft break gave her time to fight with his tongue, but her legs were shaking, her body was burning with a sensation she had never felt. Maybe, just maybe if she continued to ignore it, the feeling would go away. His tongue finally pulled away and then he was staring at her, questioning her. Leave me alone! Annasalia cried in protest to his talking. Then the finger shot into her without a word. She screamed in both surprise and protest. His fingers releasing her folds, allowing her to feel the soft stretching of her lower parts around just one finger as he explored and violated her more. Annasalia kicked her legs about crying. Only when he spoke, voicing something she already knew, and stroking that one yummy spot did she find herself shaking. Her head snapped backwards as she cried softly in an odd sense of pleasure. This spot inside of her was different than her clit being rubbed. To her it was a soft wave of pleasure forming over her body, whereas her clit was more prompt on letting her know what kind of pleasure it could give. Still, the grin on his face as tears formed in the corner of her eyes was killing her. No! Annasalia protested with a scream, but her scream was cut short as he started to move the finger in and out. Stroking in the same exact place that he knew was making her squirm. The roughness of his finger moving, the scratching on her g-spot, caused Annasalia's head to snap back and her chest to arch up before falling back down. She couldn't stop herself from making noise, at first it started out small before she was nearly screaming as her body was getting much tenser with each small convulsion.
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

Zek'Aram leaned his head down towards her breasts when she arched her back to his pleasuring of her. His tongue curled around her nipple and roughly licked it before forcing his mouth upon her erect mound. He took this opportunity to suck on her nipple, playing with it with his tongue as he did so. While doing this, his finger thrust deep inside of her hungry, wet slit. It was placed against her sweet spot, softly rubbing it the whole time he was sucking on her nipple. He could feel her body react lewdly to his touch by the way she shuddered against his fingers. He grinned, giving her nipple a rough nibble before pulling away, letting her fall back against the ground once more. It seems you have not been exposed to such pleasures before. He said to her, preparing another finger against the entrance of her wet slit. I would have thought a beautiful creature such as you would long be soiled by the touch of many despicable creatures. I'm lucky to be the first one. He grinned deviously at her as he said this, closing his face in towards her. Give yourself to me, slut. After I am done with you there won't be a creature in this world that can pleasure you other than me. A low, sinister chuckle escaped his breath after he said this. He then stuck a second finger inside of her slit, it too making contact against her g-spot. With both of his fingers deep inside of her pussy, he roughly began to rub against her sweet spot. He could feel her body tense against his fingers, making him only handle her more roughly. This was not the first human girl he defiled, it certainly won't be the last, but he had a feeling she was the perfect trophy for him. Even after his campaign in the mainlands was over he planned to take this girl with him back to the deep depths of Inferno, where she would be forced to endure countless sexual tortures for his pleasure. This thought fueled his lust more, as he continued to roughly rub his clawed fingers against her g-spot inside her sensitive sex. His hand which restrained her hands behind her back forcefully seated her up, and with his demonic strength, he lifted her off the ground with his fingers still deep inside her pussy, rubbing lasciviously against her most sensitive spot.
Thread: Mainland ||Aatgarus et Lagertha||

Annasalia was trying her best to calm herself, to relax. This creature had a way of making her skin crawl in ways she had never experienced before. The feelings were very delightful, but knowing who was giving her these feelings fueled her with fear. What was to say the beast would not break her then kill her when he was bored of her? She had heard many stories of that happening to women in the city. Being kidnapped, raped and then murdered. The thought caused her to be more fearful of this creature. She had never wanted to be touched in such a manner, no matter how good it felt, and yet here he was going against her will to torment her body. Stoppp! Annasalia cried in protest once more. The creature mocked her about her virginity, about the lewd sounds she made. He must have known full well she was pure, she wasn't accepting of being played with so easily. Even though his rough tongue was over simulating her nipples, and his claw rubbing just right at her g-spot. She was still protesting, and her body was trying to follow as much as it could. She tried closing her legs when she felt the second finger tracing one side of her lips. He wanted her to give herself to him, but she was shaking her head and crying in protest. Noo! Just let me go! This was not how she had ever intended to be. She had thought about maybe living in exile in the chantry, serving their Gods in atonement for her crimes, or starting her own ring of bandits for profit. She had swore to her mother she would never lay with a man, never produce children. That she would have rather cut out her ovaries than do so. Without warning the second finger slid inside of her drenched mound, easily pushing up with the first finger and rubbing against her g-spot. Her stomach arched up, lifting off the ground. Her shoulders remained on the ground as her chest and stomach arched with a cry of distressed pleasure. Her legs kicked about, her body flailing in a childish tantrum, or the only one she could make at that moment. He was moving her, sitting her up. She thought maybe he was trying to help her up to let her go, but his fingers remained rubbing a that sensitive spot, and he lifted her up off the ground. Annasalia squirmed, but the constant pressure on her body was making her muscles tensed and she screamed for him to stop once more..it was starting like her muscles might tear at the rate they tensed.