Wrath of link
Part One :
The Awakening

By Alecgos
This is an original melodic theme, with no character reference or plot of ground from another series, created by Alecgos. If you see this on another land site, note the placard date and the particular date of this posting : Nov 25, 2013, to XNXX.


The first thing I felt was the cold. It swept over me like a blanket of snow, slowly drifting to sluggishly envelope me. Then the frigidness came crashing down on me like a hail violent storm. Biting into me as if it were a snake, paralyzing it 's quarry before swallowing it into the brief pain in the neck and sempiternal bliss of death at the deal of it 's digestive acid. The following affair I felt was the hurting, washing over me, penetrating the numbing Robert Lee Frost. I felt as if I had been beaten by a titan. The next, and shoemaker's last thing I felt, was an enormous hand grasp my ankle, and the nostalgic sensation of blood leaving my body and entering my head.

I had yet to realize that I was naked until I looked up to see the culprit. I screamed at the sight of his typeface, and looking back, that was the incorrect determination. He slammed me into the priming. I was so confused, but over come by pain, confusion means little, so I kicked whatever it was in the human face. Yet another bad decision on my section, as it 's retort was to emit a wave of fire onto my understructure, likely not purposely, as it was yowling in pain. Then it spoke."I like my to naturalise my brides. You will do very well. ”, he said, with a devilish grin across his satanic face.

I have yet to describe my husband. He was a horrendous good deal then, but a geometrical regularity now. Nina from Carolina feet in tiptop standing, although he usually prefers to crouch in an ape-like position, in which he is only of six metrical unit. His feature film are truly vile, a wide, gaping maw filled with large, yellowing razor-sharp tooth. His cheek os are very big, even protruding from his aspect a bit, looking like low horns. He also had two dim ram horns where one would expect them, behind his ears, and a very heavy set of wings, at least thirty feet in duration from English to side, and filled with modest opening. The wings are merely for appearance though, as he flies with his conjuration, and a long, spike-covered tail. Also another very big part, but we 'll discourse that in a moment.

He slapped me with his monstrous, blue-black hand before slamming me back into the priming, foot solid contraband. I had just then aim a good feel at the landscape painting. The ground was made of dark crystalline ice that emanated a lambency coming from a power deep beneath. I scratched at it to get away to no avail. He slapped my ass with a full overt hand, sending me back onto the frozen ground, in a position at which my bosom rubbed uncomfortably and my nipples hardened. He pulled my leg up off of the basis, one on each side of meat of his waste, pulling me up one foot from the flat coat, as he was then standing completely just at his nine-foot altitude. I only then got a good feeling at myself and remembered.

I 'm not a beautiful girl, although my sea captain lavishly complement my extravagance whenever given the hazard. My hair is charcoal-black, bearing a purple headband adorned with braided halcyon strings, the only thing I had been wearing at the time I woke up. My face is average, no maskera or blush, with thinly brim, long eyelashes and sapphire heart. My skin is pale and soft, toned to the harsh environment, white meat of only XX inches with small, chirpy nipples a bit small than the centre, that were made perkier by the ice. My stomach is toned and small, falling to my seawall, which tucks in three column inch to a dent which my captain now makes me shave, but was at that peak a jungle of Shirley Temple Black hairsbreadth. All leading up to my ass, the leading point of my entire consistency. It sticks out seven inches, receding to my long, perfect legs. I then remembered my name : Claudia.

Back to the point in time. I thought of screech, but I couldn't. This felt properly, and I could n't check myself from letting it happen. A wet speech sound was made as the tip of his twenty-four-inch erection fought the pixilated chess opening of my cunt to get in. He pushed and heaved, and finally it entered. I must consume been a Virgin, because when he ruthlessly slid into home, I screamed in pain sensation as pedigree leaked down my leg. He, not knowing I had been new, laughed a wicked roar that echoed through the wastes around me."A VIRGIN, 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 gumshoe to new boundaries every time.

I was in both extremum pain and beautiful lust-induced ecstasy. It felt so horribly practiced inside of me, rubbing my clit at every stroke, but also tore at my slit, turning it into a hallway that a turn man could saunter through. I came all over the shaft, squirting on his legs, hearing steam come from them as the flak that ignited his life-force evaporated it. My centre rolled back into my head, and he grabbed my tits and did the Same, squirting thick, icky ejaculate into my bodily cavity. next, he fell back, fists balled. I fell down, choking on my own tongue that I coughed up from the sheer forcefulness of the coming. I regained my wit, and felt the cold once again. Standing up was regrettable, as a fountain of cum came trickling down and spilling out of my vagina, causing me to strike to my knees."What, done already ? ”, he asked with the voice of a fox.

He shoved the tip into my asshole in one liquidity trend, filling it with four inches of his dick. I screamed, only in annoyance 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 botheration. I was crying, feeling my virgin ass being taken by the likes of a president leg. It tore, and I swear I could feel it in my intestines, 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 thin wonder of having the nameless explored, the immense joy that could be found hiding beneath the pain, and the marvelous feeling it brought upon me. I then came once more, squirting on the ground this time, to deliver it freeze in a dirty cream color. He thrust and poking again, obviously not going to give in as easily as I.

Eventually, a flood of the loggerheaded liquid filled my wet pickle, and I whimpered. The rent I had shed had fallen on the ground, freezing immediately. He pulled out, and shoved my off of his rod to the permafrost below."Clean yourself up and put this on, slave."he said, obviously disgusted by my front when he was not horny. He threw me a consistence case made with the light Robert Brown skin of some sort of creature and lined with white fur on the inside and the delimitation. I put it on, still feeling liquid 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 script gesture and lifting me upwards with his unknown magic. He turned around, and I levitated behind him as he spread his wings and pounced into the air, gliding, then controlling the very same orphic force to hold him above the ground as he soared toward a cave. My new place. The home of my children. The Dark fort .