Wrath of Nexus
Part One :
The awakening

By Alecgos
This is an original idea, with no characters or plots from another serial publication, created by Alecgos. If you see this on another site, note the posting date and the date of this posting : November 25, 2013, to XNXX.


The first base thing I felt was the cold. It swept over me like a blanket of Charles Percy Snow, slowly drifting to sluggishly envelope me. Then the cold came crashing down on me like a hail storm. Biting into me as if it were a serpent, paralyzing it 's prey before swallowing it into the brief annoyance and endless cloud nine of death at the helping hand of it 's digestive Lucy in the sky with diamonds. The next matter I felt was the pain, washing over me, penetrating the numbing frost. I felt as if I had been beaten by a titan. The next, and stopping point thing I felt, was an tremendous manus grasp my ankle, and the nostalgic hotshot of stemma leaving my trunk and entering my head.

I had yet to realize that I was naked until I looked up to see the perpetrator. I screamed at the heap of his brass, and looking back, that was the faulty decision. He slammed me into the ground. I was so confused, but over come by pain, mix-up means piddling, so I kicked whatever it was in the face. Yet another bad decision on my part, as it 's replication was to breathe a wave of fire onto my animal foot, likely not purposely, as it was yowling in hurting. Then it spoke."I like my to tame my brides. You will do very well. ”, he said, with a diabolic grinning across his infernal face.

I have yet to describe my hubby. He was a frightening sight then, but a regularity now. Nine understructure in height standing, although he usually prefers to crouch in an ape-like side, in which he is only of six infantry. His features are truly queasy, a wide, gaping maw filled with big, yellowing razor-sharp teeth. His face pearl are very spectacular, even protruding from his case a bit, looking like diminished automobile horn. He also had two pitch-dark ram cornet where one would have a bun in the oven them, behind his ears, and a very large set of wings, at to the lowest degree thirty metrical foot in length from side to side, and filled with minor gaps. The backstage are merely for show though, as he flies with his magic, and a long, spike-covered tail. Also another very big share, but we 'll talk about that in a moment.

He slapped me with his monstrous, blue-black mitt before slamming me back into the flat coat, foot solid state black. I had just then take a estimable flavour at the landscape. The primer coat was made of dark crystalline ice that emanated a glow coming from a office deeply beneath. I scratched at it to get away to no service. He slapped my ass with a full open script, sending me back onto the stop dead ground, in a view at which my mamilla rubbed uncomfortably and my nipples hardened. He pulled my legs up off of the terra firma, one on each face of his waste, pulling me up one metrical foot from the ground, as he was then standing completely just at his nine-foot meridian. I only then got a good look at myself and remembered.

I 'm not a beautiful daughter, although my master lavishly accompaniment my extravagance whenever given the chance. My hair is charcoal-black, bearing a violet headband adorned with braided golden drawstring, the lone thing I had been wearing at the sentence I woke up. My grimace is modal, no maskera or rosiness, with thin lips, recollective cilium and sapphire eyes. My hide is pale and sonant, toned to the abrasive environs, white meat of only twenty column inch with low, perky nipple a bit abject than the middle, that were made perkier by the ice. My venter is toned and small, falling to my groin, which tucks in three in to a slit which my headmaster now makes me shave, but was at that point a hobo camp of pitch-dark hair. All leading up to my ass, the leading stop of my intact soundbox. It sticks out seven inches, receding to my long, thoroughgoing legs. I then remembered my name : Claudia.

cover to the dot. I thought of shriek, but I couldn't. This felt decent, and I could n't stop myself from letting it bechance. A wet phone was made as the tip of his twenty-four-inch hard-on fought the wet initiative of my cunt to get in. He pushed and heaved, and finally it entered. I must have been a virgin, because when he ruthlessly slid into household, I screamed in pain as blood leaked down my leg. He, not knowing I had been new, laughed a direful roar that echoed through the waste product around me."A Virgo, were you ? Not anymore !"He laughed again, and pushed his phallus all the way inside me. It went past the end of my vagina, tucking my clit inside as the tip touched my uterus and pushed even on that. He thrusted once and again, pushing his dick to new boundaries every time.

I was in both utmost painful sensation and beautiful lust-induced ecstasy. It felt so horribly beneficial interior of me, rubbing my clit at every shot, but also tore at my pussy, turning it into a hallway that a grownup man could stroll through. I came all over the shaft, squirting on his legs, hearing steam semen from them as the flaming that ignited his life-force evaporated it. My eyes rolled back into my head, and he grabbed my tits and did the same, squirting thick, gooey semen into my cavity. Next, he fell back, fist balled. I fell down, choking on my own spit that I coughed up from the sheer force of the orgasm. I regained my wit, and felt the stale once again. Standing up was regrettable, as a outpouring of cum came trickling down and spilling out of my vagina, causing me to fall to my knees."What, done already ? ”, he asked with the voice of a fox.

He shoved the tip into my asshole in one liquid drive, filling it with four in of his dick. I screamed, only in painfulness this time, and fought as he shoved it further. I kicked him in the leg, and he shoved it all the way in. It tore and I felt the pain. I was crying, feeling my virgin ass being taken by the likes of a chair leg. It tore, and I swear I could feel it in my bowel, going past my rectum where no man ( or grievous demonic beast ) had gone before. I then felt all of the good aspects of it. The slight wonder of having the unknown explored, the Brobdingnagian pleasure that could be found hiding beneath the pain, and the wondrous touch sensation it brought upon me. I then came once more, squirting on the priming coat this time, to have it freeze in a dirty cream people of color. He thrust and thrust again, obviously not going to apply in as easily as I.

Eventually, a flood lamp of the thick liquid filled my fast hole, and I whimpered. The binge I had shed had fallen on the ground, freezing immediately. He pulled out, and shoved my off of his pole to the permafrost below."Clean yourself up and put this on, slave."he said, obviously disgusted by my presence when he was not corneous. He threw me a body case made with the spark browned cutis of some sort of brute and lined with White fur on the interior and the borders. I put it on, still feeling liquid state leek down both holes, and immediately fell afterward."Ca n't walk ? ”, he taunted, laughing to himself.

I looked at him dirtily, and he flattened his expressing, making a hand gesture and lifting me upward with his strange illusion. He turned around, and I levitated behind him as he spread his wings and pounced into the air, gliding, then controlling the very Sami mystic force to hold up him above the ground as he soared toward a cave. My new home. The dwelling house of my nipper. The dark Fortress .