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Thread: Downfall [BMTH & Nighthaven]

Oh, but, I do Want to do this ! Stan groaned with delight, loving how scared she was now, how desperate to evade the worst, and yet still so stubborn not to even consider trying to purchase herself lenience from him though her body. God, would have been nice to hear her beg for him to fuck her, tear-stained, and in shame. Though, he made an inward guess that she would get to that point, least, after he was done giving her a taste, of just how much he enjoyed the experience, to make a lovely woman like her, feel like nothing but meat below him. I told you ... he snarled, as he used the moment that she collapsed onto her knees, not to permit her getting back up, but to yank her around by the hair to face the co driver seat again. ... just be a good whore, and all will be well. he proceeded to tell her, himself to kneel down behind her, his left hand to reach up so he could grab her by the chin, holding her head in place so he can darkly whisper at her left ear, Now, I am going to drill my dick, into your pretty little, piss stinking vagina, and rape you. And, your going to wish, you had begged me to fuck you like a proper whore, because, I least may have bothered to use lube then.. , taunting her so cruelly. Though, the real cruelty was yet to come as he would release her chin again, merely so his right hand could shove her head towards the soiled Co-drivers Seat, where he ruthlessly pushes her face down into her own piss, snarling. Lick it clean ! If it isn't, by the time, I dump a load in you, I'll show you, how much worse it's going to get, when I forget the lube, for your ass ! he threatens her, not even to disguise that he was getting ready to finally make his promises from before come true when he unzips his pants. In fact, by the time this last threat was spoken to her, he would shift behind her, scooting a little closer, so that, if only briefly, the tip of his girt was nudging against her left buttock, then his body would grow closer over hers, followed then by his girt pushing up against her helpless womanhood, searching blindly for her entrance, merely to thrust forward quite heartlessly to force himself into her, greedy to finally claim her body for his pleasure, and to let her feel whom was really in charge now. he would even repeat that thrust, over and over again, showing her no mercy, not until his near ten inches of thick manhood where nestled deep within her beautiful, young Body.
Thread: Downfall [BMTH & Nighthaven]

The fear pulsing through Aimee's body made the color drain from her face as Stan brought his lips to her ear and confirmed with her exactly what was going to happen next. No, no, please! She was cut off as he shoved her face first into the bucket seat, the little bit of urine that had soaked against the leather wetting her cheek as her mouth opened to let out a cry. Her nose crinkled in disgust as he held her face down and she tried to pull her body up from the seat. It wasn't until the heat of Stan's cock pressed against her ass cheek did she freeze up. No, no, no, no, no- She felt the head throb against her pale skin as he slowly moved it down across her ass cheek and in between her thighs. His head pushed her pussy lips aside as it slid blindly up her slit in search of her tight hole. The moment his head popped into her cunt, Aimee let out a shocked gasp. When he pushed himself deeper into her, Aimee began struggling against the seat. His hand continued to hold her head down in her own mess as she began sobbing. Stop! Don't- No, please! She wanted to claw her way out but he had her in such a compromised position that there was nowhere she could really move to. As he slid in deeper, thrusting a few inches into her at a time, her body jerked and her lower back arched in an effort to accommodate his significant length. She had never been with such a well endowed man and had this been consensual, it would have still hurt. When Stan finally gave the final thrust, Aimee let out a scream as the head of his cock kissed her cervix painfully. She felt like he was tearing her cunt in two as her walls throbbed around his length, milking him as she quivered and continued to plead with him to stop.
Thread: Downfall [BMTH & Nighthaven]

Mmm, so, Naive, so, god, damn, tight.. Stan moaned, finally to feel himself up to the base within her heavenly tight pussy, could just as well have been virgin even, although he guessed that she just hadn't seen a lot of action in bed as of late. that was fine though, even more to enjoy that this pleasure was now his to take. It was even kinda cute though, how that foolish woman was still pleading for him to stop, as though he gave a fuck how she didn't want him inside her. I said, Lick it Clean ! he would burst out then however, finally getting what he wanted, and he was just getting started with her, this foolish bitch was going to entertain him for the rest of the day, and once he grew tired of her, he'd just toss her into the basement. He wasn't going to let her go, not until she was as broken as that old hag, Miss Summers, and even then, with a pretty body like hers, might just enjoy keeping her in a more permanent employment, after all, having his own whore right at home, that was a true piece of comfort. First though he would enjoy degrading her, and then the rest would come gradually. Lick ! he repeated, twisting her to face down to rub here face into her own piss, though his left hand went for her left hip meanwhile. Your going to lick it clean, I want that seat, spotless ! he insists, and then his hips would draw back, merely to thrust hard forward again, starting to fuck poor Aimee with slow long strokes back, and a firm, hard thrust back into her, over and over again, just to let her, enjoy, how he was using her womanhood for himself. I'm, not going to stop, fucking you, stupid Harlot, in fact, I think, I'm going to keep you, around for a while. Can't have, such a nice, tight pussy, unused. He'd even dare taunt her, starting to moan as he spoke, audibly telling her through his delight that it felt good to him to use her body, her most sacred treasure, against her own will.
Thread: Downfall [BMTH & Nighthaven]

Aimee cried out, her desperate pleas going unheard as Stan shoved her face even harder into the leather seat. Her hair twisted around his fist, entwining within his fingers as a few strands broke loose from her scalp. She whimpered out as her nose dragged across the leather and the second time he shoved her face down, her tongue fell from her mouth and rested against her lower lip as she began lapping at the small bit of urine. Every time Stan thrust back into her, bottoming out painfully against her cervix, Aimee would whimper and her body would jerk forward. Her eyes were closed tightly as she trembled and lapped at the leather seat. She couldn't move her head on her own as Stan continued to apply pressure to the side of her scalp. The only time she'd move in the seat was from when she'd be pushed up a few inches from Stan's thrusting. Her knees scraped against the cement floor of the garage as he continued to slowly fuck her. Every word was enunciated with another thrust. Aimee was sobbing now as the taste of urine stained her tongue. She wanted to vomit but her body was in too much shock to allow her to do that. She had been completely humiliated first wetting herself and then forced to clean up after her mess while being fucked. It felt as if Stan's dick was trying to shove itself into her womb as he continued to smack his pelvis down against her. His balls swung heavily against her, swaying between her thighs and brushing against her clit with every thrust. It didn't feel good, it fucking hurt. Aimee sobbed harder, her entire body trembling as he ruthlessly fucked her.
Thread: Downfall [BMTH & Nighthaven]

Now, that's a good girl ! he would praise her, though more as a means to humiliate her further, and he would put a groaned Don't you dare stop, until, it's clean ! at her, warning her to go on, specifically because he would then remove his hand from her hair, permitting him to shove up her dress a little further, and capture both her hips with his hands. It made the view so much nicer, revealing her bare ass to him, the sight of her tight pucker, and how her womanhood was swallowing his girt involuntarily. better then the view, was the feeling though, watching her body move with each and every thrust he made, and how each time he slammed back into her, that pained velvet tunnel would clench down so hard on him, making this heavenly tight hole even more of a pleasure to fuck. Yesss ! he'd snarl delighted, considering to start going all out, and he really had the urge to, just to pound hard and fast, until he came. Though he would consider to have her announce her submission, least for the moment, so the humiliation be grander when he deposits his load into her, though, then again.. Fuck It ! he thought, and just gripped harder onto her hips, grunting a brief , Time, to put you to work ! , only to yank her hard back into his thrust, finally permitting himself truly to abuse the poor young woman as he begun to rapidly piston against her, filling the garage with the sound of bare skin loudly meeting another, and the loud moaning of Stan, as he was now using her womanhood to jerk himself off with, dropping the occasionally, and quite aggressively moaned You, fucking, Whore ! , as he mercilessly aimed now to gift her with his seed in her womb.
Thread: Downfall [BMTH & Nighthaven]

Stan was stretching her, trying to bring her to the point that she'd be able to handle his enormous length at a punishing rhythm. Aimee didn't recognize it right away as he ensured she felt every single inch of his cock thrusting deep within her. Her ass was curved upwards and every time he'd drown his cock deep into her cunt, Aimee's ass cheeks rippled back from the force as her labia parted in an effort to allow his girth to sink into her. Once Stan's hand let go of her head, she lifted her head slightly and let her tongue dip out a little further from her mouth as she moved her head over the seat, licking up every last drop of her humiliation. Her nose was crinkled and she was whimpering and crying as she did it, her head jerking forward each time Stan bottomed out within her. Aimee had licked the majority of her mess up as Stan's fingers tightened around her hips and he yanked her back. Aimee screamed out, it felt like his cock had actually punctured her at that moment. He hadn't, of course, but the bruising was very real. The burning sensation in her pelvis grew as he continued to incessantly ride her like a wild animal. Aimee's head fell back as she screamed out but Stan's force was hard enough to knock her forward and back onto the cushion of the bucket seat as she pleaded with him to stop over and over again. Her hips bucked towards the floor, trying to escape his aggressive thrusts. She hadn't been enjoying any of this, the pain was enough to keep her screaming as her nails dug into her palms behind her back. Even still, her body's natural defense reaction was to lubricate itself in an effort to assist Stan with his rape. The sounds of their skin smacking together slowly began growing wet. Even with the natural lubricant, Aimee was so tensed up that her vice-grip like hold around his cock wasn't ceasing. The trembling of her body met with the quivering of her thighs as her cunt throbbed warmly around his length. I think I'm going to keep you around for a while. Those words continued to ring in her ears as she sobbed and yelped and cried for help as he pummeled her tight, warm, wet hole.
Thread: My Idea's and Wants. (M x F, M x M, M x Futa, F x F)

Just made an update to the post to clarify some things for some people. Also I am willing to combine certain plots if I think they will work, just let me know what you was thinking and we can see how it works.
Thread: My Idea's and Wants. (M x F, M x M, M x Futa, F x F)

Bump and edited post a bit.
Thread: Varena Eberhart vs. The World (Decepticonsneedlovetoo x Atroxa)

RE Varena Eberhart vs. The World Varena knelt in the ancient room, built with stone and wood by hands that had known a completely different world than the one they lived in now. She had come to this room more times than she could recall to receive direction from the Father so that she could do her work as a weapon of the Order. That was what she was, her purpose, to strike down the vile creatures that kept mankind locked in this neverending hell. The Bible foretold an end, and it was that end that they worked towards. Varena knew, objectively, that it would likely not happen in her own lifetime, but to fight for that future was far better than sitting complacent, accepting the way things were. So many of their kind simply knew no better, she hadnt until she had been liberated, kept an ignorant slave for the first five or so years of her life. Some twenty years later though and Varena was no longer ignorant or complacent, or helpless. Far from it. She listened silently as the Father gave her some indication of who and what her target was, before he dismissed the two young priests on either side of her. Varena stood, dressed modestly in a simple pair of trousers tucked into her boots and a black top. She would put on her armor before she left, there was no reason to wear it here. When the priest spoke again, she nodded, I understand, she told him, after serving him for almost eight years, she knew that he would not underestimate her or waste her skills. Still, it was reassuring to hear it from him. When he next dismissed her she bowed sharply at the waist before she turned and left, the heels of her boots rapping sharply on the stone floor as she walked. Once out in the hall she spotted Aaron and Early, nodding to them a little, A minotaur, its been some time, she remarked to them. What do we know of this one? she asked, glancing at Aaron.
Thread: Varena Eberhart vs. The World (Decepticonsneedlovetoo x Atroxa)

RE Varena Eberhart vs. The World Aaron nodded in agreement at Varena's comment, knowing all-too-well the monsters she'd faced in the past. e'd only been placed in his position within a year, and had yet to prove himself, but he'd read dossiers. Lists of monsters she'd fought, and her own background, completely open to him. Come with me. he requested, turning on his heel to lead her away from the empty hallway, Early lingering behind them. Taking her to his office he ushered her in, the small, cramped library around them stacked with tomes, long forgotten by the demons. Once she was in and comfortable, Well, as comfortable as she could be in such cramped, musty quarters he settled into a seat at his desk, flipping through a sheaf of paper. Ah, Ironhoof. he exclaimed, waving the paper in the air for a moment as if proving it was, indeed what he claimed. Ironhoof is a old Minotaur. Very old. He was one of the first demons out of the Vault, and it shows. Approximately nine feet tall, more than a ton, yadda yadda... the young man trailed off as he scanned the page before him, mumbling more to himself than either of his spectators. Yadda yadda, that's very helpful, thank you Aaron. Early commented, crossing his arms and the younger man cast him a quick glare before speaking up Ah, alright, I think I'e got what I need. Alright, what the Father was, of course, accurate, it's going to be his, uh, birthday, for lack of a better word in two days. The anniversary of the day in which he manifested his physical form on our plane. He's a spirit of Wrath, likely from the Fifth Circle. Thing is, on his Birthday, he and all his guards and lackies tend to booze it up and break out the...ah, harem girls. Human breeding fodder some, and slaves they buy specifically for pleasure. Point is, with them all boozed up and distracted, it's the perfect opportunity to get in and kill him. he explained, motioning to the paper as if the entire plan might just be listed there. And, something juicy here, apparently when he came into this world he possessed one Mr. Francisco. Former Mr. Universe, very nice. Looks like our Mr. F was notoriously claustrophobic. Fitting, for a Minotaur, I guess. Point is, though demons would deny it to their dying day, extensive study on what few live specimens I've come across show that they actually retain key features of their formerly human psyche and fears is numero uno. Don't know how you can use that, Varena, but it might come in handy. I to this day don't know how on Earth Father gets info this specific though, I'm surprised it doesn't have his favorite food on here.
Thread: Varena Eberhart vs. The World (Decepticonsneedlovetoo x Atroxa)

RE Varena Eberhart vs. The World Varena followed the young scholar as he headed for his office, which barely had enough room for her and Early, but they managed to squeeze their way in. She sat down, having to lean a little bit so she didnt knock over a pile of books stacked right next to her chair, and waited while Aaron searched for what he was looking for. He found it, and give her some very vague information. She did look curious at the mention of the demon having been one of the first out of the Vault. He was not the first demon of such longevity she had fought, but it had been some time. The original demons, the most powerful, were well guarded and powerful, ancient and not easily defeated. Varena found it interesting that there was an opening like this, and wondered idly if it might be a trap, or if perhaps Ironhoof had done something to make himself vulnerable. Demons did turn on one another of course, it would be within their nature to try to avoid directly turning on an ancient demon and instead simply removed any protection he might have been enjoying so that their enemies could take care of him instead. She was pulled from her thoughts as Early griped about the unhelpful bit of information and then Aaron expanded on what he had. The hunter leaned back in her chair, pursing her lips as she listened and planned. If she could free those slaves while she was at it, all the better. Being a freed slave herself, one of the few times Varena ever really went out of her way to directly help people other than killing demons was to ensure that the slaves of the demons she killed found their way to people who could help them. When Aaron was done, the hunter nodded a little, and looked at Early, Im going to need the best shields we got installed, Im not going to be able to dodge every hit, and minotaurs hit hard. And anything we have that I can use to piss him off would be useful. Demons were, in truth, as individualistic as humans. It was true that for the most part, they could fall in various categories that shared characteristics, but no one was completely alike. She had fought minotaurs before, and she had fought very ancient demons, but Ironhoof was his own beast. Varena was still young, but she had lasted longer than other hunters, they didnt have the longest life expectancy, and in her opinion the biggest issue hunters faced was taking their targets seriously. People wanted to look down on demons as mindless, evil monsters, and while they were certainly evil and they were monsters, few were mindless. In fact they were highly intelligent, which was what made them so dangerous. They learned fast, and they could get in your head some could literally do that, but most it was just an acute ability to read people, and if that happened, you were done. Varena sighed and stood, though she wasnt able to go anywhere until Early moved too, Ill see if I can find out Ironhoofs favorite food while Im there, for your records.
Thread: Varena Eberhart vs. The World (Decepticonsneedlovetoo x Atroxa)

RE Varena Eberhart vs. The World Shields are all well and good, but what's really the issue here is weaponry. Early explained as he opened the door, heading out and turning to face Varena when she exited behind him. Minotaurs, as a whole, are tough. Very tough. Fact is, you're not going to get through that fur and muscle with just any blade, you'll have to use the one I made you before. It has a constant, low-frequency vibration, and the edge should be capable of slicing through steel without any severe difficulty. Issue is, with a Minotaur as old as Ironhoof, even that may not be enough to kill him instantly. It'll be a battle of attrition, they can survive losing a lot of blood. leading her away from the door he continued speaking, stroking the wispy hairs that grew from his chin as he thought. Taking her through the halls, he soon came upon a flight of stone stairs, motioning for her to follow as they headed down. Cobwebs clung stubbornly to the corners and ceiling of the old structure, and he lit a few torches as he continued down. For a moment it was as if he took her through a portal to the days before demons and technology. Back when humanity only had itself to worry about. Their dismal surroundings, however, belied what lay beneath their feet. What once was a crypt, now may be one of the few cradles of technology humanity still had its hands on. On old, oaken tables, once likely for parchment and quills, perhaps even corpses, weapons lined. Axes, swords, crossbows, even guns and bullets scattered across their surfaces. I have a few options for you. Early continued, straightening a few items as he walked past. I'm going to have to give you the best shields we have, otherwise you'll be demolished and I hate having to get new hunters. They're a pain to fit for those suits. he commented, giving her a wry smirk. You know the deal, though, I give you the best we've got, but with someone like Ironhoof it'll take one to two hits at the most before it'll have to recharge. Even worse than that, if he hits hard enough it might fry the kinetic buffer altogether and if that happens you're without a shield for the rest of the mission, and I'm out a shield to give out. My advice Don't get hit.