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Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

Princess Lyrianna shifted sorely in her saddle, pushing herself up in the stirrups to give her thighs and petite backside a little relief from the constant motion. They had only been riding for a day but already her legs were protesting the difficult, continuous motion. It was a far cry from the plush seat of her small throne, behind and to the left of her father's towering golden affair on the royal dais. Lyrianna missed the decadence and comfort of the court. The first night had been an adventure, a day of riding and a night in a posh inn with her royal guards to see to her. But on this the second day of her journey the excitement had given way to boredom and saddle soreness. The trip had been her father's idea. She was sixteen now, practically a woman, and with her younger brother the crown prince still taking his lessons in short pants it was time for Lyrianna to step into her role as a diplomat and servant of the kingdom. Lyrianna's mother had convinced her father that perhaps something simple would be a good start. And so the princess found herself here, towards the frontier of the kingdom, two days into a tour of the outlying provinces. Ahead of her and all around her rode the knights of her royal guard, stolid and dutiful defenders each one. Just as the call of adventure had given way to boredom their staunch professionalism and over protective concern for her was quickly becoming wearisome. The romance of bold knights riding in her honor was muted by the dull realities of travel. Calling out a turn here, warning of a rock that could turn her mount's ankle there, and otherwise riding in respectful silence. In short, they weren't any fun . Lyrianna adjusted her divided riding skirt and straightened her back in her saddle, practicing the royal posture that had been ingrained in her by tutors since she could walk. Her lithe form was upright and slender, with willowy arms and delicate hands. Her straight back led up to a long, slender neck and a crown of golden hair pulled up into a practical but stylish bun by a jeweled pin and surmounted with a simple gold circlet. Her features were royal, with full lips and expressive eyes under a gentle brow. She perked up a bit when the lead knight of her cadre raised a mailed fist to call a halt. Instantly an air of caution fell over the small party. In fact, now that she thought of it Lyrianna's keen political training had sensed an undercurrent of nervousness and over vigilance since they had passed through the populated areas of the kingdom and into the wild lands. Something was making the knights very skittish and it seemed to be coming to a head without a warning. What is it? She asked, more excited than scared. Shhh. One of the knights said, making an urgent chopping motion with his hand. There's something in the woods.
Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

Karak laughed uproariously at the frightened princesses words. The fact that she was a princess did not bother him in the least, it only made the victory so much sweeter, humans would come to fear the name of Karak the Defiler when he showed Lyrianna to her father. Sucking his cock, and content with her place in society. The only thing he title changed, was the fact that she would not die immediately if she behaved. Leaning over her tiny frame with a half-snarl, half-chuckle, he brought his massive face and razor sharp jaws within millimeters of the princesses face. If you want to live, you'll make sure it fits. Dribbles of drool, mixed with the blood of her former knights dripped from his mouth and splattered across Lyrianna's creamy white neck and rapidly rising and falling chest. Now Karak had the large mushroom shaped head of his cock against the narrow slit between the princesses legs. All of the muscles in his back, ass, and legs coiled slowly together before releasing with unyielding power. He surged forward, spearing her tiny frame on the rock hard muscle between his legs. His hips rode along Lyrianna's thighs, forcing them to spread wider as he drove deeper. Karak grunted as he broke through her maidenhood with only the slightest of pauses. The incredible tightness drove him wild, and the blood that had been protecting her innocence lubricated his cock just enough to keep it moving forward smoothly. Still, there was no way he could push the entirety of his girth within this tiny she-human in one go. It was just impossible, and Karak became stuck with more then half his cock still in the warm air. With a growl, he leaned forward to bite her fleshy breasts, they were smaller than any Orcs. They were also softer, and tasted so much better, a ripple of enjoyment rushed through Karak's body that ended in the least menacing snarl he had let loose yet. They tasted sweet and filled his massive mouth with the pleasurable scent of untouched flesh. If he had wished, he could have torn the flesh from her, and consumed it, but Karak preferred just the taste. Still, his razor sharp teeth cut very lightly, and the blood mixed with her scent moved his body into a lurch. Another inch of his thick cock pushed into the untouched depths of the princesses womanhood. Now that he was at least halfway into the lithe little waif, he pulled began and set to rutting. His strokes were shortened by the incredible tightness of the princess, but he drew out the pleasure by slowing down and allowing both himself and Lyrianna to feel every millimeter as he penetrated and then bottomed out within her tiny frame. Each thrust bounced her entire body, save for whichever breasts Karak had in his mouth at that particular moment. Because of the blood lust, and incredible tightness Karak knew he would not last long. As he drew close to the end, he stopped his attention to her breasts and moved his ugly face above hers. Leaning forward, he kissed her, his gigantic mouth swallowing hers, and his long, leathery tongue pushed into a resisting mouth.
Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

Aaaugh, nnffff! Lyrianna screamed in agony when Karak thrust savagely into her, pain tearing through her belly as he forced his thick cock into her virgin pussy. He was far too big for her and she could feel herself stretching, tearing, her walls pushed aside like a gate being smashed by a battering ram. There came a moment through the pain when she felt him bump up against something inside her and her eyes, squeezed shut from the pain, shot wide. N...oooooo. She moaned, her groan interrupted as he jerked forward and smashed through her hymen. It was one pain among many but it carried its own torture for her. She felt broken, violated. Deprived of her maidenhood like like a common street trollop. He paused then and for a long moment Lyrianna held out the hope that he would stop. Then he jammed his hips forward another inch, forcing his meat into her millimeter by millimeter in one long, slow thrust. She could feel him spreading her, pushing her aside, forcing his way into her impossibly tiny passage. Then he pulled back and the sucking feeling as his thick cock pulled out of her was just as intense as the first penetration. Thrust after thrust came, each one deeper than the last. Sawing pain accompanied each one. Lyrianna's pussy was simply too tight to accommodate him without tearing. Then a new pain lit her senses. With his newest thrust he bottomed in her, the head of his cock punching into the knotted gate of her cervix. She felt like she was being punched in the stomach from the inside. She screamed again and looked down between them. To her horror she saw that even with the head of his cock nuzzling at her innermost depths there were still four unending inches of his shaft exposed. He bit her then, his teeth sinking into the tender flesh of her breast deep enough to draw blood. Her head lolled and her eyes fluttered upwards. She gasped piteously. She could feel the rough bark of the ground rasping at her exposed back, could feel every thrust pushing her ass into the dirt of the forest floor. She had been taken without pretense or foreplay, a brutal, loveless coupling, like a whore. She felt no arousal, no desire, and yet the simple, relentless friction of their coupling took its toll and her pussy began to moisten and lubricate, her juices mixing with her blood and clinging to Karak's cock each time her drew it out of her body. Although in her inexperience she did not know what it meant she felt Karak's pace quicken, felt his cock swell inside of her to even bigger than it was. Without warning he kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth. She shook her head from side to side but could not resist, could not prevent this new violation. Tears streamed from her eyes and she fell limp, her body jerking as he had his way with her.
Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

Karak threw his head back and gave a powerful hoot of laughter as Lyrianna tried to command her release. Then she threatened him and he laughed even harder, slapping his knees as he doubled over until he was able to control his breathing. Wiping a tear from his face, he flicked it into the cage. Taking a rusted iron key from a hook only a few feet from her rough cage, he twisted it into the lock and with a nail biting screech the cage opened. Popping the key back on it's hangar, he stepped into the cell with a slight twitch of his snout. The smell from previous occupants rankled him, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the blood and tantalizing smell that was emitted from between the princesses legs. Setting his posture to mirror this pompous she-woman, he eyed her battered frame and gave a short chuckle. You are in no position to command me, bitch. With a snort, he spit into the rough ground, Your father will never find you in time. When I am finished with you, you won't even want your own kind anymore. All you will desire is food and water so that you have the strength to serve my every need and whim. His voice was like a low rattle of death, made a gargle by the slowly building saliva as Lyrianna's scent continued to fill his nose. He spit again, I'm going to fuck you... Like an animal... And you will like it... Like the animal you will become. Moving slowly Karak brushed away her frail arms and latched his iron grip around her delicate throat. He squeezed slowly until her arms failed her, and then eased up slightly. Leaning over, he licked where he had bitten her flesh both breasts and her lips. Enjoying the dried blood and fresh as it seeped slowly to the surface. Lowering his shoulder he gave an easy shove and pushed Lyrianna's light frame up over his shoulder. Straightening, he lifted her off the floor and turned around to walk from the cage into his quarters. Rough furniture covered by thick hides of the many prey he had fought were the primary decorations. Small oil lamps gave off a dim light, along with a few of the more magical stones he had stolen. Karak walked straight through his quarters to the back, and out another door. A small alcove had been cut out of the massive cave, and a pool of icey cold water was in the center. It was crystal clear until Karak deposited Lyrianna's damaged frame into it with the smallest of shrugs. The dried blood, cum, and dirt began to wash from her body quickly. The Orc chieftan moved to a small furnace where several small boulders were glowing red with heat. He took them with pokers and tossed them into the pool. The hiss of steam was followed by an immediate warming of the water as the stones dropped to the bottom one by one. Karak joined Lyrianna in the water shortly after, and handed her a coarse cloth while muttering the command, Clean yourself, and then me. His yellow eye glinted with a silent dare for the small she-human to try something, while the green one watched her naked form with lust.
Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

I will never obey you, beast! Lyrianna shot back. She stood tall, shoulders back in defiance despite the aches in her body. Her form flinched away when he reached out for her and she scrabbled futilely against the massive trunk of his arm as he snatched her by the throat. Her body was shaken like a rag doll as he dragged her onto the tips of her toes and squeezed. She gasped and choked, her bare feet scraping against the floor to find some purchase as she struggled feebly against him. Was this it? Would her defiance cost her her life? The breath choked out of her in a filthy cavern? Her eyelids fluttered but before she lost consciousness Karak released her and she slumped. She would have fallen had he not swooped in to savage her body with his rough tongue. The stinging, healing remedy of his saliva cut through the haze like needles on her skin but she could not resist, even when he tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of grain. She was dimly aware that the position would bring her very wet pussy close enough for the scent to be unmistakable and she moaned feebly in humiliation. She was barely conscious, too dazed to fight him as he carried her from her cell and into the barbaric decadence of his personal chambers. He transferred her to an underhanded grip like a man hoisting an animal and with one rough motion tore the flimsy scrap of rough burlap from her, claiming her only modesty and leaving her once again completely nude and at his mercy. Her head lolled and she nearly fainted until he unceremoniously dumped her into the icy pool. Instantly she was wide awake, thrashing in a panic before gaining control over herself. By the g-g-gods it's c-c-cold. She gasped, her teeth chattering. She hugged her arms tightly to her chest, partly for warmth but mainly to cover her breasts. Her nipples tightened sharply in the icy water, hardening to pink little nubs on the supple flesh of her breast. By the time the water had warmed enough to be comfortable the sweat, blood, and cum from her earlier ordeal had washed away. The clear water of the pool was not be-fouled by it and she realized it must have an outlet and an inflowing spring from somewhere. That explained why it was so clear. And so cold. She withdrew to the far side of the small pool, huddling as far from Karak as possible when he lowered himself into the hot water. The rag he tossed her floated in front of her and she glared at him as she snatched it. It felt wonderful to be able to swab her tenderest part clean, scrubbing away the evidence of her defilement like one would remove a filthy garment. Her spine bristled at his second command, though, and when she was clean she threw the rag in his face. Clean yourself, beast. She spat.
Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

Karak's grunt of anger was followed by his rough voice barking loudly in the close quarters, I am a beast, and I thought humans were supposed to be smarter than mere beasts. I am surprised that you would act so... Stupidly. He advanced on the tiny princess, reaching her before she could scramble from the deep water. Snatching Lyrianna by the hips he tugged violently and tossed her like a doll back into the water. Once she had submerged, he took a moment to find her head and get a firm grip. He pulled her with a hand on either side of her skull until she was back above the water. Bringing her unblemished face in front of his hideously powerful face, he stared into her eyes with his large miss-matched eyes. If you don't want to drown. You'll suck my cock. With those simple, quiet, angry words he pushed her head underneath the water and against his semi-rigid cock. It immediately hardened as he felt her thrashing head trying to wrench away from the humongous member. Karak placed one hand against her jaw and the other took hold of her soaked, silken locks of hair. With inhuman strength he squeezed her jaw and began to pry it open until his club sized head slipped between her lips. Then he forced the fresh water, and his extended length to the back of the princesses mouth, and down her throat. Holding with powerful grasp, Karak waited until he could feel her convulsing before pulling her head off of his cock and back to the surface. A growl of disappointment in the loss of pleasure welled through Karak's chest, but it was replaced with a chuckle as the rather insolent face of Lyrianna's broke the surface. Do you understand me yet, she-human? He asked dangerously, before waiting briefly for a reply.
Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

Lyrianna gasped and struggled as Karak seized her and thrust her under the water. The bulbous head of his cock pressed against her stubbornly closed lips and she shook her head desperately, the motion dragging his member across her face. Water flooded into her mouth when he forced her jaw open but was quickly stemmed as his massive cock pressed inside. It was almost too wide to fit into her mouth at all and her eyes shot wide in panic, her fingers scrabbling futilely at his flanks as he held her down. She gagged as it forced its way past her teeth and over her tongue to lodge against the back of her throat. She gagged but couldn't dislodge it. His powerful hands controlled her head like a toy, moving it up and down his shaft. She felt the onrushing panic of drowning as she struggled to breathe but that terror paled as he pressed down hard on the back of her skull and didn't let up. She thrashed in the water as his cock hit the back of her throat and then kept going, cramming its way into her throat and down her gullet. She could feel her neck bulge and stretch with its monstrous intrusion until at last her nose pressed up against Karak's abdomen. She could feel her lips stretching around the base of his shaft, could feel his warm balls floating against her chin. It seemed impossible to her that he could fit his entire enormous cock in her mouth, and yet there it was. Just as she thought she would pass out Karak dragged her to the surface. Her eyes fluttered on the brink of unconsciousness and her tongue lolled lewdly, her senses too messed up to tell where she was. Please...no more...please... She begged piteously, still feebly struggling against him but too weak even to pull away.
Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

The very site of her previously defiant, angry, and humiliated face turned into a whimpering, begging, childish face gave Karak the thrill he was so named for. Defiler. Bringing Lyrianna up further out of the water until her tiny ear was next to his mouth, Karak pushed his tongue into the tiny orifice. The strange sensation was followed by lustful rasping words, I am the Defiler, and you are my slave, she-human. I am your life, your death, and everything in between. You will obey me. Just to reinforce his words Karak sent the princess under the water again, and pushed his cock into her throat again, and lastly again allowed her to nearly drown before bringing her back above the water. This time he did not say anything as she broke the surface. Instead he allowed her to breath, before kissing her mouth rather gently, and holding her trembling lips against his until he felt her beginning to return the kiss. In fear or otherwise, he did not care why, just that she would return it. Slipping one powerful hand from her face as he felt the time she would rebel was over, for now, he pushed the hand underneath the water and between her legs. He rubbed forcefully between her legs knowing not to push his sharp claws within her at this moment, she was not nearly ready for that experience. Instead he focused on working her lust past the boundaries that she would be able to rebel from. His long tongue tasted all of the she-human's sweet mouth and then began to work on the skin around her face. Reddening her cheeks and throat with his rough tongue and hot breath. It was not refined the way Karak attacked her, but simply raw and powerful. If he felt her shudder or squirm, he assaulted the place with even more stimulation until the tiny princess beneath him was just a quivering mess. Finally, he felt she was ready, and his middle, massive digit pushed between her velvet lips bringing cool water and rough callouses against her sensitive innards. Do you understand yet she-human? Do you know who I am? There wasn't a particular answer Karak was looking for right now, just a sense of how hard training this she-human would really be.
Thread: Into the Wilds (Supple Nail & The_PG)

A surge of fear welled up in Lyrianna when he forced her down again, not only fresh terror but remembered terror from moments before. Knowing what to expect made the ordeal so much worse. She felt him pry her jaw open, force his knobbly cock into her mouth, push her head down until it hit the back of her throat. And there was something else...some forbidden twinge as the narcotic pre-cum that he secreted smeard itself across her palate. Her body reacted involuntarily to its thick, addictive aphrodisiac taste. She felt him push harder and gagged as his cock shoved its way down her throat. Her throat spasmed and contracted wildly trying to expel the massive invader, but to no avail. Then, just before she could black out, she was breathing again. She took great, gasping breaths and clung to Karak in panic, a drowning girl grasping at anything to stay afloat. When he kissed her she screwed her face away from him but the motion sent waves of water splashing through the pool and the sound filled her with sudden dread. She reluctantly returned his kiss, her eyes squeezed shut and tears leaking from the corners. He ravaged her mouth without resistance and Lyrianna's eyes shot wide when she felt his calloused hand creeping up between her naked thighs. The sensation was instant and intense, his rough fingers rubbing over the bruised, sensitive lips of her pussy, dragged down between the cleft of her ass, rumbled over the swelling bud of her clit. She gasped against his mouth and her fingers tightened on his arms involuntarily. She tried to push him away but could not resist him. She couldn't squeeze her knees shut with his hands between her thighs. All she could do was endure his assault. To her unfathomable shame and horror she felt herself becoming even more aroused. The aphrodisiac affects of his cum were still pulsing through her veins but more than that, she was a hot blooded young waif in the prime of her years. Supple, aching for a touch, repulsed by and helpless to the waves of arousal that crashed over her. She felt so ashamed of her reactions. Like a slut, like a whore. She was trembling and gasping when Karak pulled back. You...are...an... animal ... She hissed into his face. In defiance of her body and his mastery of her, in defiance of her helplessness and his power, she glared up at him with hatred in her eyes and arousal panting in her throat.