Deep in the dragon's den- closed

[Artemidorus]

Braches whipped and smacked her exposed skin. When she was hidden away from the cave he untied her, just to retie her to the ground. She groaned.

He wandered off, all smug, in search of HER food. So she waited for him to come back, whistiling loudly to herself for the sole purpose of irritating him.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Rolf was pissed. Didn't the stupid twat know better? Well, she'd soon learn...

He returned with the pack, dropped it on the ground, and rummaged around it in for a moment before holding up a rag. "This will do," he said cheerily, as he approached her. He grabbed her hair with one hand and her jaw with the other, squeezing in on her cheeks against her teeth until she had to open her mouth. When she did, he quickly stuffed the rag inside.

"There," he said, "that's better. Didn't I tell you to keep quiet? See if you can whistle through that."

He went back to the pack, rummaged around until he found some cheese, bread, and apples, and proceeded to eat. "Good stuff," he said around a stuffed mouth. "Too bad you can't taste any of it."

 

[Artemidorus]

She glared at him, tugging against her restraints just so that she could lean and show him her hands, with her fingers proudly displaying the middle one up. She smirked as she flicked him the bird.

"Phfuck offfph" she said through the rag. It was muffled, but she hoped he got the idea through the short words. She was comfortable and cocky.

Grim should be back any minute right? Just sit there and eat. He's gonna eat you, fucker.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Grimnir was having a hard time being patient. Half the night gone, and the stupid captain was only finished with half the men in the room. He fidgeted. He fumed. Dammit, he had places to go and someone to see.

The lieutenant entered the room, followed by the last person who had gone into the back room to be interviewed. That one left, while the lieutenant announced, "The captain has retired for the night. You're all to stay here until morning. Find someplace to sleep on the floor." And he exited again.

What?? Shit! Damn! Fuck! He was stuck here for the rest of the night??

He had to think of something.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Rolf finished eating, licking his fingers, then proceeded to build a small fire. When that was going well, he turned and walked unhurriedly up to the naked princess.

"You know," he said conversationally, "what I really like after a good meal is a nice, sloppy blowjob." He eyed her up and down. "'Course, you'd probably bite me, and that would piss me off, and then I'd gut you like a fish and leave you for the animals, and then where would my reward be?"

"So that's out, I'm afraid. But I've been thinking your upbringing was sadly lacking. You're sassy, and a smartass, and your father evidently didn't beat you enough. Luckily, I'm here to make up for his mistake..."

Quick as a whip he grabbed Maris, sat on the log, and threw her face-down across his lap. Struggle as she would, she was helpless, one beefy arm holding her down and her hands tied to the log in front of her.

"So let's begin your education," Rolf said, and gave her a resounding smack on one ass cheek, hard enough to leave an impression. "Noting like a good hard spanking before a fuck, eh?" And he smacked the other cheek. He began alternating cheeks, stopping to run his big hands lovingly across her quickly warming skin before giving her another half-dozen whacks.

"What's that you say, girlie? I can't hear you..."

 

[Artemidorus]

"Mmmmph!" She yelled against the rag as he thrashed her behind. It hurt, but in an odd way, sent tingles to her groin. No- she wouldn't- where was Grim?! It was already dark. He had said- oh no.

If she'd have known she never would have smart mouthed. Well, maybe not as bad. Fear iced through her veins. She didn't want anyone but Grim in her. No one but her lover.

She kicked and struggled as he laced her skin pink, then rubbed it lightly, then slapped the other cheek. The sensation was so strange. Painful, but incredible. The way he took turns so she was just the right amount of sore- no-

"Grimmmphf- grimmmmph!" She shouted, thrashing.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Rolf was enjoying himself immensely. He was already half-hard from looking at her naked tits, ass, and pussy, and as he applied himself to the spanking and she thrashed about he got harder by the second. Oh, he would have fun fucking this one...

After a few minutes of alternately smacking and caressing her ass, things seemed to change a bit. He wondered, Is she slowing down? Not fighting quite as much? Hmmm...

He slipped his paddling hand between her legs to finger her sex from behind. What's this? She's wet! A slow grin spread across his face, as he began rubbing her labia and clit with his fingertips. "Oh, little girl likes getting spanked, doesn't she?" he crooned. "Yes, you like when I do this..." whack! "and this..." whack! on the other cheek, "and especially when I do this..." and he slipped two fingers inside her, moving them in and out, in and out, every now and then pulling them out all slicky-slidey with her pussy juice to rub all around and up and down her clit.

At irregular intervals, whenever he thought she wasn't expecting it, he would suddenly give her ass another half-dozen cracks, then go back to finger-fucking and diddling...

 

[Artemidorus]

"Nnno!" She cried against the rag, kicking and squirming as he found her wet sex. She couldn't help that he was stimulating her! She wanted Grim! Not this jackass! "Looovvpher-" she whimpered around the rag, thinking about her Grim as thing fingers inside her started to work their magic, the rough slapping returning her on.

This was so wrong. She wanted him to stop, but at the same time, she wanted him to tie her to that tree and fuck her brains out. She felt like a slut.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Finally Rolf decided that the preliminaries were over. It had been fun, but it was time for the main event...

He dumped her off his lap, quickly undid the rope that tied her to the log, and dragged her after him to a nearby tree. Tying her wrists low to the tree so she was half-bent over, but high enough that if she just slumped against the trunk her entire weight would be suspended from her wrists. If she did that, it would hurt, and he would wait her out; eventually she would have to stand.

He undid his trousers, simply letting them fall around his ankles. His cock was erect and stuck out stiffly from his body, swaying a little side to side with his movements. "Okay, girlie-girl, let's see what castle cunt is like. I've heard it's sweet..."

 

[Artemidorus]

"Hah- ah-" she cried out as he man handled her around. "No- I- I'm sorry. Listen- don't. I can pay you more than- ah-" she saw his thick cock.

"No! I have someone! I only wany yo be with him- noooo-!" She fought against the rope.

 

[BurningMonkey]

She was saying something, but through the rag it all sounded like, "Mmmph! Mmmmph!!". And it didn't matter, anyway. He was going to fuck her no matter what she was trying to say.

He stooped and grabbed his belt by the buckle and before she could think to just sink down against the trunk of the tree he had whipped it under her belly and caught the other end in his other hand. It placed her in perfect position and kept her at the right height.

He had to probe for a minute with just his cock-head; not as easy as guiding it with his hand, but he didn't mind the delay. It got his swollen helmet nice and slick by the time he found her opening and positioned himself.

With one powerful thrust and a grunt he buried himself to the hilt, or almost--Damn! She's really tight, he thought, then forgot to think as he started pounding away, sliding in and out at a hard, fast pace, aided by the leverage provided by the belt-strap under her hips.

"Oh, yeah...better than I heard, even..." he said between clenched teeth.

 

[Artemidorus]

She wasn't sure what he was doing when he wrapped his belt around her, but she soon realized, jumping as his head bumped arpund in her folds. Each touch felt like fire-

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph!" she struggled, knowing what was coming, and she squirmed, thrashed and pulled against her ropes.

And then he delved in. Oh dear god! It was fire hot. It burned inside her. She wanted him out, she wanted her Grim. Tears fell down her face as she betrayed him, but she didn't let this man see. She dodn't want to give him the pleasure.

And yet it felt so good- he rammed straight into her right spots in this position. "Noo! No! No!"

 

[BurningMonkey]

Grimnir had sat for a long time, wondering how he was going to get out of this pickle. Then a crop of new guardsmen arrived, relieving the ones who had stood watch over the room for the last few hours, and he recognized one face among them. A plan began to form in his mind... He staggered up, suddenly, and unsteadily made for the door.

"Here, where do you think you're goin'? The captain said stay here, and here's where you stay," said one of the new men, a lout with a broken nose squashed across his face.

"I have to get back before the dragon does," Grim said simply, as if this was the most obvious fact in the world, plain to everyone. "He said he'd give me the gold if I'd watch his stuff, and if I'm not there he won't pay me."

"What? Dragon? There hasn't been a dragon in these parts for years! Go back and sit down, you..." When Grimnir didn't move, the man made as if to strike him.

"Here, leave him alone," said another one of the guards. He was the one Grimnir recognized, a local lad he'd seen about the village, obviously caught up in the levy for the search. "He's crazy. He lives out in the hills somewhere; he comes into town from time to time. He's harmless. There's no need to hurt him."

Turning to Grimnir, he said not ungently, "Okay, then, go back and sit down, now. You don't want to cause any trouble, do you? This will all be over in the morning, and you can go wherever you want, then."

"But you don't understand," Grimnir said earnestly. "The princess and the dragon came to my cave, and the dragon had two unicorns, and she said they were going to the World's End, but the unicorns were too heavy to carry, and if I took care of them they'd give me a bag of gold when they came back to get them. But if I'm not there, then I don't get the gold, so I have to go home. You see?"

The first guard was about to launch into a tirade when the younger man held up his hand. Turning back to Grimnir, he asked, "So what did the princess look like?"

"Well, she was beautiful, but then all princesses are beautiful, I guess, with long black hair and she was wearing a purple gown all covered with jewels but the purple gown didn't look right next to the dragon's red skin so I told her so and she had a magic wand and waved it and her gown turned to green, which looked better, and..."

The younger man put his hand gently over Grimnir's mouth, then turned to the first guard. "You see? Cracked. Completely 'round the bend. The captain'll get nothing useful from this one. Let him go. What harm can it do?"

The older man looked doubtful, but finally nodded. "Okay, then, be off with you."

Grimnir nodded in a friendly way and walked out the door of the inn.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Rolf was thumping and pistoning away, getting into a rhythm that he knew would soon have him cumming like a fountain. The cum-pocket he was plowing seemed to be enjoying it too; at least she wasn't kicking and fighting anymore like she had been, and the noises that were coming from her mouth sounded more like moans than curses.

"That's right...Unh...sweetmeat...Unh!...Daddy's fucking you good and proper...Unh!...and you like it, don't you? Unh!...no matter how much you pretend you don't." He grunted each time he thrust inward, hammering her sex. "Don't you worry...Unh!...Mommy's not around to know...Unh!...so you won't be put out...Unh!...of the house, not as long as...Unh!...you give Daddy your sweet cunt ...Unh!...whenever I want it...Unh! Unh! Unh!"

It wouldn't be long now...

 

[Artemidorus]

Maris fought back control as she felt herself close to climaxing, the abuse was- was- no- she couldn't even think it.

She struggled, pulling her crotch away from him, bucking her legs, anything she could do to disrupt the momentum he was building. She wasn't going to have another mans cum in her.

She began to fight and struggle, pulling, dropping out her knees and screaming through her rag.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Grimnir walked out of the village into the night. The darkness didn't bother him, as he could see as well as a cat in dim light. When he'd put some distance between himself and any potential human watchers, he Reformed on an empty stretch of road and launched into the air.

Normally he would have simply walked the entire way, but he had a vague sense of urgency. And there was little risk of being spotted in his Reformed state; most of the villagers were home in their beds or confined at the inn, and there was no moon tonight.

Ah, but it was good to stretch his wings! He really should do this more often. He missed the wind in his face, the panorama of the world slowly unrolling beneath him, the feel of his powerful muscles driving his wings downward... He couldn't continue beating forever, of course, and usually found an updraft to carry him, but still the exercise felt good.

He winged his way quickly back towards the cave, alighting at the entrance already knowing something was wrong. No sign of Maris, nor scent either, except the lingering evidence that she had been there. The horse and all her stuff was gone, too, and there was another scent, a man-scent he didn't know.

Maybe she'd decided to leave, and the man had come later. Strangers did on occasion come upon the cave, shepherds, or hikers, or travelers along the trail just curious as to what the cave was like. So maybe that was what happened. Maybe. But he didn't think so.

Launching again into the night sky he beat for a few minutes to gain altitude, then began a slow circular glide, searching the ground below. Almost immediately he saw the little fire that Rolf had kindled, and dropped lower to investigate.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Rolf was close, so close. He didn't know why she'd started struggling again, and didn't really care; the belt in his powerful hands kept her cunny right where he wanted and needed it.

With a final thrust he exploded deep inside her, filling her juicy sweet pussy with his hot thick sperm. "UUUnnnhhh!" he grunted out, cumming like he hadn't in a long time. It was glorious, exhilarating, and he just stood and let it wash over him. "Ahhh, that's my girl," he muttered. "That's what daddy needed..."

 

[Artemidorus]

Maris cried out as his cock stiffened, knowing what was coming, literally, and continued to yell as he filled her with his seed. "Noooooo!" She cried out. "Griiiiiimmmmmmpph!" She moaned against the rag, wanting and needing her lover to come back, to save her from this embarrassment.

He stood there with his dick deep in her, pulsing as it sprayed his load. She trembled, pulling against the rope more, but he just stood, buried to his hilt on her sex as it leaked his cum.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Grimnir passed low over the fire, and saw a man fucking a woman who was naked and standing propped against a tree. There was only one naked woman in these parts, and he was pretty sure who that was...

Finding a clearing big enough for doing so close by, he landed heavily and started towards the fire, crashing through the undergrowth. When he was on the border of the firelight, he stopped and took a deep sniff. Cum, and fear, and unwashed bodies...and a light but unmistakable trace of Maris' quim.

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Rolf was just coming down from his climax when he heard a crashing in the undergrowth, coming nearer, and fast. He dropped his belt, reached down to pull up his pants, then stood transfixed, one hand holding them up. A pair of lambent yellow eyes were floating just outside the firelight's reach, about chest high.

"Who or what the fuck are you?," he cried out in astonishment.

A form heaved forward into the light, all red and yellow scaly muscle, with a head the size of a bushel basket, mouth agape to show rows of shiny, dagger-like teeth.

"I am Death," the apparition rumbled in a basso growl, and hissed steam out of it's nostrils.

 

[Artemidorus]

"Haa-ah" Maris moaned in relief as he finally pulled his thick cock out of her. "Grim. Grim!" he was here for her. "Thank gods!"

She struggled against the ropes, more than eager to be free.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Rolf, although crude, rough, and uncultured, wasn't stupid. Whatever this was--a dragon?? Seriously?--it was beyond him. He took the course of wisdom, and ran. Fuck the girl, and the horse...maybe it'll stop to eat them, he thought as he took to his heels, one hand desperately clutching his beltless pants.

He glanced over his shoulder once, to see if he was being pursued...and ran smack! into the trunk of a tree. He bounced backwards and fell like a stone, lying still.

Grimnir stood for a moment, huffing, then Reformed and walked to where the man lay. "Hmph. Out cold," he said conversationally. Walking over to Maris, he stooped to retrieve Rolf's dagger and with a few deft strokes freed her from the tree and her hands from each other. Pulling the rag from her mouth, he gathered her into his arms. "Did he hurt you," he asked with concern.

 

[Artemidorus]

Maris almost laughed as the rapist pig knocked himself out. But she was too fallen to laugh. Wpuld Grim be mad at her? Would he want anything to do with her now that she'd been soiled?

But he collected her in his arms as soon as he untied her. "No, love, he just-" she blushed hard, burying her face in his chest. "You saw what he did." she held him, he was warm in her arms. "What took you so long Grim?" she asked, shaking a bit.

 

[BurningMonkey]

"I was held up in town," he answered simply. "Yes, I saw what he did." He didn't mention that he also could smell Maris' arousal. She may have been unwilling during the incident, but she wasn't exactly terrified, either. Or at least her body hadn't been. He shrugged, mentally. Such things happen. No use getting upset about it. And her smell was making him randy...

He pulled away and looked down at her. "Um...are you worried at all about getting pregnant from this?"

 

[Artemidorus]

"Oh no-" her forehead fell to her hands. "I didn't even think about that. I- I-" she shook her head. "I can't get pregnant. Not from that disgusting pig- no..." tears began to shine in her eyes.

"You don't want me anymore... Esepcially not pregnant... But I want only you..." she looked away sadly.

 

[BurningMonkey]

"Don't worry," he said, lifting her chin to look in her eyes. "There's a remedy..." He was completely horned-up by now, the smell of her sex bringing his cock to full attention. "But it works best if you're standing up," he finished.

Stepping away from her, he snatched Rolf's cloak from the ground and slung it over her back. "That's so the bark doesn't scratch you up," he said, then swiftly grabbed both cheeks of her ass, hauled her into the air against him, and pressed her back against the tree.

"Wrap your legs around my waist," he said, as he quickly guided the head of his cock to her still-wet opening. Gripping both cheeks in his hands, he thrust his hips upwards, burying his shaft in her quivering pussy.

"Dragon-cum kills man-sperm," he grunted as he started pumping up and down, slamming in and out of her. "Something about the temperature..." and then he stopped talking, concentrating completely on keeping her suspended, grunting as he fucked her hard against the tree.