Given to a Beast (Closed for RPerMan)

[White_Jade]

The forest was green, wild, and dark. Sunlight broke through here and there but it was faint and there was little light for the girl's eyes. She sat on a wide, low stump of some once massive and majestic tree. Her dress was simple, as was that of most village girls, and small enough that it clung to her body and drew attention to the curves of her ripe, lush body in the blossom of young womanhood at barely nineteen years of age. Her hair was the green of new spring leaves, long and pulled over her shoulders into a ponytail that fell to the middle of her back. Her eyes were green also, though a deeper forest hue, and her face was delicate and pretty. She looked human enough, save for her ears. They were slightly longer than normal and pointed, the only obvious mark of her half-elf heritage, and the reason she was out here.

Sayuri had always stood out in town; her half-elven blood making her strange and different than the others. She was never mistreated but she knew she was separate and apart.

She shifted on the rough wood of the stump, her keener than human eyes seeing easily despite the dimness. The beast was out there, somewhere. And it would be coming for her.

It had come to the village, though she had been away at the time, and spoken to the elders. None of them had spoken of what had passed but rumor was that the creature came to them with an offer; one nubile young woman or it would attack the village and take all it wanted.

So it was that she had been chosen and left out here for it. Sayuri felt some resentment but at the same time, she was a part of the village. If it meant that the others would be safe...then she would endure the horrors it would inflict on her.

Or so she told herself in her mind, over and over again.

 

[RPerMan]

Rodij Epassë- More often known as the much simpler name ‘Rod’, sighed as he made his way through the woods, ever so silently, one part relieved and two parts ashamed. He was relieved that his keen ears told him that he would finally be able to relieve his primal urges on a more regular basis. Though nevertheless ashamed- he had threatened the destruction of a peaceful village and ruined the life of one of its inhabitants for his sole satisfaction. And of course, there was the shame that followed him everywhere. The shame of being an improper breeder. Son of the matriarch, he was supposed to be entitled to a life of carefree, constant lust. But he had been cursed with a body that caused pain to his women.

His black, waxed hooves moved past every obstacle with astounding silence. His smooth brown coat rippled with the sinuous muscle beneath, his warm breath pooling into little clouds as he moved through the fresh dawn air. Being one of the ‘Cerf’, he had shared attributes of both a human and a stag. His tall, muscular body was mostly human, covered with the smooth chocolate coat, and white underbelly of a deer. He kept their hooves, yet had the human behaviour required to trim and clean them. His face was somehow handsome, despite that there was very little difference between his and an actual stag’s. His eyes were calm, yet expressive, a luscious forest green. His antlers would’ve been quite wide, were they not angled backwards to a certain extent.

Otherwise, he was stunningly human, and ever so attractive, if one took the time to look under his obvious differences. His body, trim and devoid of any fat, was covered in chiselled muscles that couldn’t have been easier to make out beneath his fur. He handled everything with a relaxed, charming, immaculate smile, even afflicted as he was now. He wore a thick leather necklace that was laced with small decorative fangs from different hunts or battles. He ate no meat, but it was a valuable trading good, and he was an excellent hunter. His fur had been stained with red and white paint, respectively on the white fur covering his defined, attractive abs and on his darker, brown back, which had no shortcoming in its appearance either.

He wore a leather thong with a wide, red loincloth and a thick belt that carried everything from a strap that could hold his spear, as it did today, as well as different belongings, medicines and tools.

Finally, the one point that caused so much trouble was his cock. Thick as his friends were long, it was understandable that he had no place in his society as a breeder. The women of his clan privileged just a couple inches of length for perfection- which was why he needed a human woman. Not only had he heard they hungered for larger men, their average was closer to his size. They were, in general, ridiculously small in comparison to him, but he felt that he had a chance to find on that would accept to take his length within her.

He sighed again, making his way through a small brook, judging himself close enough to the human settlement to relax his concentration. His hooves splashed in the water as he strode on carefully, his gigantic flaccid length slapping against his thighs- he let it hang out of his thong rather often. If his loincloth could barely conceal him, one could only imagine how he fit his thick length into his thong. He stopped, breathed in, reaching through a little door in his mind, trying to put himself into character. He had to appear imposing and imperious to his keep, or she’d soon stop being his slave. He placed his meat into his garment, and splashed some cool water onto his face.

He spotted her, just a couple meters away, totally unaware of him. He stretched all his muscles, as if he was preparing for a hunt, and walked through the brush separating them.

“Human. I’m almost surprised you came.” He said, with a cold voice that even surprised the person using it. His eyes looked down on her coldly and he had to struggle to keep his composure. She was a true thing of beauty. Her curves, her eyes, her hair, her face… He almost thought he heard his thong stretch.

“Are you ready to travel? Or do you desire to spend the day here, before leaving?”

He hoped she desired to stay. As of late he had been… Troublesome to other men that disrespected him and he had been expulsed from their grounds by the new matriarch for the time being, and this clearing would make an excellent place to sleep.

 

[White_Jade]

Sayuri gasped as the beast suddenly appeared out of the brush, striding purposefully towards her. She hadn't seen him at all! For it was very clearly a him; the broad and powerful muscular build and the magnificent crown of antlers marked that for certain. He was a Cerf. She'd heard stories but never actually seen one herself.

Though he was a monster, an alluring and mighty fusion of beast and man, he was beautiful in his own way. His fur was shiny and clean, save for the war paint on his white belly. Every movement made muscle ripple under his fur and he moved with undeniable power but also striking grace and agility. She found her tongue cleaving to the roof of her mouth only partly in fear; the rest came from shock and from the startling thought that this creature was...attractive. He had a primal allure that seemed to roll off of him, animal magnetism that made her think of rutting and...she shook her head, best not to go there.

Sayuri lifted her tied hands and wiggled her bound feet. "I'm not ready to travel anywhere right now." The others had tied her up both because they thought it would please the monster and to make sure she didn't panic and run away, endangering the village. "I'm not going to run," even if she tried there was no doubt the Cerf could catch her easily, "so would you please untie me?"

The half-elf looked up and met shocking green eyes. Eyes that seemed far warmer than the cold voice. "My name is Sayuri. And I'm...yours, it seems."

 

[RPerMan]

He walked around her, his eyes looking over her with an icy stare, taking the time behind her to release his act and steal a long fulfilling glance at her perfect form. Why they’d send a woman so beautiful, he had no idea… There were, without a doubt, other women of lesser value that met his requirements in the village… Not that he had any complaints to make. Her melodious voice woke him from his daydream.

“I'm not ready to travel anywhere right now. I’m not going to run, so would you please untie me?"

He finished his circle around her, looking down at the ropes binding her. He scoffed at the lack of tact, compensating for their abundance of idiocy, which the men that brought her here had shown. He pulled out a knife, carved from what appeared to be a simple bone, but was actually, the sharpened remains of an old antler he himself had shed. He sliced the links at her arms in a quick, casual fashion, his black, damp nose caressing, no skimming the surface of her breasts with its cold touch. The smell of lactose invaded his senses and he was glad to see that she wasn’t pregnant… She was probably just lactating from an overabundance of her fatty tissues within her breast. He didn’t know if it actually applied to humans, but it did to his people and that was enough for him.

Before slicing the link holding her ankles together he let his eyes crawl over her taut, flat stomach and his nose, once again, take indication from her cunt. He could smell vague sexual arousal, her natural pheromones, her very essence... It excited him, and he found himself trying to bring some comfor to his genitalia, he found comfort at the dnager of his lenght lslipping out into view at any moment. Before he appeared indiscrete in his treatment, he cut the ties holding her and stores the segements of rope along his belt.

“My name is Sayuri. And I'm...yours, it seems.”

Rodij was captivated by her speech, her pure innocent words, were like a cool fresh water ocean, the sexual innuendo within them, a gentle caress from the very flames of passion- and as poetic as it felt to be longing for her plump hesitant lips, his true animal desire was to push both his tongue and his cock between them, and hear them scream his name when he would finally fuck her. Surprisingly, he kept it all inside him.

“My name is Rod. It’s a pleasure to make you acquaintance, Sayuri… Don’t worry. I’ll do my best to keep you safe and healthy if you cooperate with me and my… desires. If you do so, I’m sure your own will be saturated before mine,” he whispered under a breath, remembering the vivid yet faint, small yet ever-growing smell of lust between her legs.

He sat down, looking into her eyes, this time with warmth, charm and lust.

“So please make a choice. We can get to know each other here and sleep here tonight, or spend the day looking for a more comfortable place for the evening. You’ll see our lifestyle is quite casual.” He said, his voice calm and relaxed, his beautifully inhuman smile gleaming in the dim light… Somehow though, there was still more way than one Sayuri could feel nervous. Part of it was the contrast of his real behaviour, as opposed to his earlier act, that could seem suspicious…

 

[White_Jade]

Sayuri shivered as he cut her free, both from the sight of the knife and the momentary flash of fear she felt then, and from the way his cold nose touched her. She thought it might be accidental but she also had her doubts. He had taken a deep sniff of her breasts and then lower down when cutting her ankles. What could he smell? Could he tell that...he was effecting her?

The busty half-elf began to massage her wrists, coaxing life back into them. The ropes had been just tight enough that they'd started to go to sleep. The Cerf still loomed over her, close, and she could smell his body. He smelled musky and wild with a slightly different muskiness that she somehow knew was arousal. It...smelled good. She hated to think that but it did.

When he spoke again, she looked up and felt another shiver. Cooperate with his desires? Oh. Oh, Gods! She did smell arousal and he meant to...she swallowed nervously.

She thought about what he'd said as he sat down in front of her. This was strange. He was acting very differently than he had before. Why? Was this the act or was the earlier appearance the act? It didn't matter, really. She was stuck with him either way. But she hoped that this was the real beast. "Rod," she said. "That's nice, I expected something more exotic. It's nice to meet you too."

It wasn't, really, but it also wasn't as terrible as she'd feared. Yet, anyway.

Sayuri carefully stood up on the stump and stretched. She knew he could see her body shifting under her dress, and given his comments she knew he would watch and enjoy. But she really had to get some of the kinks out. "Even if I wanted to not cooperate with you, Rod, you could make me and we both know that. So I'm not going to fight you or go against your will too directly. I...I had an idea of what I was getting into with this."

She shook her head so that her leaf green hair splayed out and danced in the wind for a moment before setting down. Sayuri brushed it back over her shoulders. "If it's my choice...this is a very pretty spot to, um, get acquainted. But I don't think I'd want to spend the night here." She smiled a small, wan little smile. "Without any fur I think it'd get cold, and I'd wake up drenched in dew."

 

[RPerMan]

"Rod… That's nice, I expected something more exotic. It's nice to meet you too."

He continued circling her, watching her body’s delicious movements, his sense of smell, superior to a canine’s, trying to ignore the smell of her breasts and thighs, smelling out the smoked meat in his hunting den. It was close, had everything he wanted in it, and was close to their location. He answered her statement, as he mulled over ways he could get closer to her, without upsetting her. He looked forced his eyes away from the more erotic parts of her body, and studied the marks around her ankles and wrists. He knew a few anesthetic massages that could reach her wrists- Most of them stemmed around the lower neck and shoulders. The closer to the neck, the easier it was to dull aches- Meaning to Rod, her ankles were out of reach. The close to this matter was that he could probably soothe her pain, as well as get her… accustomed to the contact of his body… As for her ankles, he’d have to massage them the old-fashioned way- Slowly and tastefully making his way up her legs.

“Yes, our people actually have a quite simple names, a lot of them borrowed you’re yours.” He said on an especially appreciative tone. Of course, he had noticed her abnormally coloured hair and the length of her ears, but he hadn’t made the link with the elves yet, his mind focused on his own libido, which he was desperately trying to contain, at least until they reached camp.

“Well, to tell you the truth, my name is actually Rodij Epassë. It’s a slight deviation on our old language. It’s from the words ‘Prodigy’ and ‘Overabundant’. I don’t really expect you to understand the language… But there is a very good reason why they gave me such an obsolete name.” He said, almost whispering the last part, wondering if she had heard him… And if she had her doubts, if she was looking down upon herself for imagining something so deviant.

He moved behind her, not saying anything else aside sharing some praise on her beautiful hair, parting it in the back, clearing her back of it, letting it cascade over her ample chest.

"Even if I wanted to not cooperate with you, Rod, you could make me and we both know that. So I'm not going to fight you or go against your will too directly. I...I had an idea of what I was getting into with this."

He nodded slowly as she spoke, his strong hand, the palm and a majority of his fingers devoid of fur, rather covered with a substance resembling a strange mix of his hard black hooves and the smooth caress of a soft human hand. He let his fingers move off the shoulders of her dress, slowly and carefully so she’d have the time to stop the thin fabric from dropping down too low. He continued listening to her, his warm, firm fingers pressing into all the right places to not only make the obvious stinging around her wrists dull, but also relax the rest of her body, as any good massage would.

"If it's my choice...this is a very pretty spot to, um, get acquainted. But I don't think I'd want to spend the night here. Without any fur I think it'd get cold, and I'd wake up drenched in dew."

He continued massaging her, concentrating on his work, (as it wasn’t as simple as he would’ve liked it to be,) and the replied.

“Well. As you’ve… [Some embarrassment, fake or true tinged his voice.] Noticed… I,ve started a slight massage. It should help you for the pain around your wrists and the general feeling of stiffness in your body. How about While I concentrate on it, you tell me about yourself. Once you’re ready, we’ll head off to find some shelter- I have a little set up that might just please you.” He said, on a tone somehow distant as if he wasn’t thinking about her at all, and concentrating on something completely apart, yet surprisingly pleasing and cheerful.

He continued massaging her, keeping his own silence letting his fingers sink into her soft, tender skin. Her velvet body against his hands felt like something from another world, he lowered until he was massaging more and more to the sides, as if he wanted to grope her bosom, embrace her narrow waist, move closer and closer…

 

[White_Jade]

Sayuri stiffened as he slipped her dress off of her shoulder but didn't protest or try to stop the massive Cerf. The fabric fell, revealing smooth, creamy, perfect skin and the hints of the curves of the side of her breasts. She clutched her arms to her chest, keeping it from falling further...and he did not stop her or protest. "Y-yes, I noticed," she answered. "And...and that's very...very nice, Rod."

The lovely half-elf closed her eyes and just enjoyed his touch for a few moments. Then she nodded, "All right, I'll tell you about myself." She took a deep breath. Amazing...the pain in her wrists was almost gone. "You know the village I'm from." Since he'd threatened it with destruction so she'd be given to him. "I was born there and grew up there all my life." She shook her head, "I...never knew my father. Many years ago, my mother was traveling with a caravan of our crafted goods to the closest city. The caravan was raided by wood elves. One of them apparently liked how my mother looked and...I was born nine months later."

She smiled a bit sadly. "Most of the villagers were kind to my mother but many of them didn't know what to think of me. Some of them thought I might go to my father's people and lead them back to the village. Some just thought I was bad luck, a curse of some kind." Sayuri shrugged, "I don't blame them."

The half-elf beauty was silent a bit more. "I did have friends, and most of the people my age were kindly, it was the older folks who didn't like me or want me around." She shook her head, "But I was a good girl. I learned to clean and cook, to skin and tan hides, herbal remedies, and the like. I was studying to become the village wise woman when ours dies, since I didn't think anyone would want to marry me."

And now no one would. She was a slave to this unusual monster. Who so far didn't seem monstrous at all. "There's not much else, really." She looked over her shoulders at him. Gods, he was big. Was he that big...all over? Since she was sure that part of her servitude would include that. "Thank you, I feel much better now. Should we get moving?"

 

[RPerMan]

Rod continued massaging, his fingertips slowly reaching around, closer and closer to her breasts, as she did nothing to resist. If he could get close enough to her and get her used to it, his time once at his ‘hideout’, would be much, much more pleasant. He vaguely absorbed what she said, not really thinking about its implications, but nevertheless registering the information for him to mull over later.

"There's not much else, really. Thank you, I feel much better now. Should we get moving?"

Rodij tensed up at her demand, stopping his movement, his fingers so close to her… He felt like taking hold of her and using her for the intended purposes immediately. Like groping her soft flesh as his inhumanly large length ravaged her… He breathed out shakily, pushing his cock back into place in his thong. Even if it was less comfortable, he certainly didn’t need the mixed effect of swaying as he walked and the ever-growing rigidity- though he was still mostly soft –to make his dick erupt out of his clothing. No. Not yet. First he’d get her some food, lay her down on some skins and build her a fire. As she wanted, as she’d learn to trust him to keep his word, she’d know he expected her to keep hers. As she said- “And I'm...yours, it seems.” – He would take her.

Pushing down those darker thoughts, he stood up, taking her hand, before she could reposition her dress.

“It’s only a couple hundred meters away. The path is a tad tricky, but we can probably make it there in time for me to use the coals from my last fire to start a new one. I’ve already laid out some furs for you even. You’ll just have to serve yourself to fruit and smoked meat while I start the fire. Then we can really get acquainted.” He said, laying his hand against her backside as he pushed her over in the proper direction, enjoying the feel of her firm, tender buttocks.

After a couple minutes of walking, and the forest grew less dense, the path began to be less clear, and Rod took the lead until they reached the edge of a hill, which ended in a cliff. If was home to a small cave, which had some animal skins covering the opening. The smell of freshly and expertly cooked meat would assail Sayuri’s nostrils, as Rod moved his (barely) leather clad backside inside attractively. He immediately threw down some logs, a strange plant on the ceiling already making for some light; but the cave was damp and slightly cold.

“The fruit is in the barrel, the good meat on the front racks.” He said, smoothly looking into the back of the cave, the carefully laid furs. “Those furs in the back are your table. Get comfortable and then I’ll… Come and… join you.” He said on a much more suggestive tone than before, yet somehow managing to partly-disguise his speech pattern as him blundering over the fire, which quickly lit up into a warm, radiating, yet controlled flame.

 

[White_Jade]

She held her dress to her chest while he held her hand; it was strange how tiny her hand was in his. And the feel of his hand was unlike anything she'd felt before...but it wasn't bad. There was something about what he'd said, about them "really" getting acquainted that made her feel...a lot of things. Dread, worry, fear, concern, curiosity, and even a little...anticipation.

Sayuri gasped and jumped as his hand groped her ass, supposedly steering her on her way. Like she would be fooled by that! But...that was what she was here for, wasn't it? Gods have mercy on her soul. Her body belonged to this beast.

He had to take the lead after just a little bit. Sayuri followed, her eyes moving over him. As she first thought, he was beautiful, in his own way. So strong and yet so graceful. All that muscle and power. And his ass was fantastic. She'd never seen better. He was still a mostly terrifying monster and all, but at least he was a pretty good looking one.

Had she just thought that?

Besides, there was something...else about him. A barely restrained, animal lust that just...called to her. It was strange and a little alarming but she couldn't deny it. It might have been a scent thing but for whatever reason, she was still feeling that slowly increasing arousal.

They reached the cave and Sayuri's heart sank. This is the dismal little place where she'd be spending the rest of her possibly very short life. It was...nice for a cave inside, but still damp and cold and...and just so...her whole life was this now.

Sayuri nodded at Rod's words, not trusting herself to speak at first. She pulled down a piece of dried meat, so as not to seem ungracious, and even though she didn't feel like eating at all, began to chew it. The luscious half-elf got an apple from the barrel of fruit as well, sniffing it. Pretty fresh. "Thank you, Rod," she said. She was proud that her voice barely trembled. "I'll be...waiting whenever you're ready."

She settled down on the furs and watched him strike up the fire. He knew his business, which was good. She'd hate to have been given away to an incompetent savage. But his tone when he'd talked also gave away his intentions fully. When he was done and came over here...he was going to...

Sayuri shivered and bit into the apple. It was good but tasted sour. Which seemed appropriate. But at least the furs were warm. She would accept that for now.

 

[RPerMan]

Rod knew she’d act the way she did. After all, she knew nothing of him, fact aside that he was even less human than she was. Nevertheless, He couldn’t return to his village unsatisfied. He needed her, in his mind, in his heart, in every fiber of his body. Still… Her reluctance discouraged him. Who was he to take away what she wanted to keep? Yet if he looked at it from a different angle, who was she to look down so lowly onto him. She was no human either! And their minds were no different. He breathed in smoke from the fire. It was a belief in his clan that smoke burned away confusion. And in this situation, it worked. He didn’t need to feel anger or righteousness to do this, nor feel guilty and sombre. He would simply do it, in a way that she could hope to enjoy. Taking off his collar, he placed it on a nearby stool, which was obviously just a stump of woods that had been sculpted into a true work of art.

“Sayuri… I know, that you know, what I want to do to you. I’m sorry I have to do this, and so early, but please, bear with it and you’ll learn to like me for who I am, and…” Taking a deep breath, filling himself to the brim with the assurance (though perhaps it was foolish), that the rest of his body, would attract her, and not the opposite.

“…For what I am.” He said, removing his thong, which, connected to his belt and loincloth, was also placed on the table, revealing the part of his body that most frightened and attracted Sayuri. His cock, thick and long at once was flaccid, hanging between his legs. Unlike what she may have expected, the only part of him with fur was his testicles, which hung low and heavy, barely smaller than the apple Sayuri was eating. His cock itself was as thick as an old wooden broomstick, even in his unexcited state, and he was long enough that she could wrap her hands- though chances were her fingers probably wouldn’t meet when she would hold him- there was space for two hands and perhaps an inch spare- Rather than fur, the same, smooth, black material which covered his palms composed his length.

He kneeled in front of Sayuri, pulling her dress down further, until her breasts appeared, her pale skin as perfect and clear as everywhere else he had seen it, only disrupted by her areolas, which, after slowly and carefully caressing the entirety of her breasts, groping them lovingly, yet firmly, he slowly started circling her nipples, his expert fingers skimming over her skin in the most sensual ways, before reaching the center, taking his time to tease her nipples with his fingers in ways more than one, before finally moving in his mouth, licking, nibbling and sucking on her perfect, ample chest.

Rod, being put out from the other breeders, yet still given the instinct to pleasure, to tease to love a woman, to fuck her until she could only scream his name- needed to make his women satisfied, with his fingers and tongue. The fur covered bodies of his kind being much less sensitive to sexual stimuli, and those who were more, being offered to the other breeders, he learned an expertise in the art.

Realizing that his now perfectly erect cock was lifting up the edge of Sayuri’s dress, hiding him from view, and reminding him of it’s inconvenience, simply tore through it, as it was weaker than paper, exposing his exited self to Sayuri. Nearly twice as long, his thickness hadn’t grown as much, but there was now not even a flicker of doubt as to if she could wrap her fingers around it- It was far too thick, even to fit the tip in her mouth.

He looked down towards her slit, eyeing it with hunger, as a bead of precum formed at the tip of his cock- though to Sayuri it was more than “ a little drop”.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you’re well lubed…” He said, licking his lips in anticipation.

 

[White_Jade]

When he turned to face her, Sayuri knew that it was time. He was going to have...no, to fuck her. It wasn't quite rape, but it wasn't sex or making love. He was going to fuck her. Fuck the hell out of her, probably. She gulped down the last piece of apple and set it aside as he spoke. Again he was surprising. Not that he wouldn't do it but he seemed to want her to understand and even to...to want it.

Then all thought flew out of her head as he took off the last of his clothing. "Gods great and small!" The half-elf woman gaped at the member that hung between his legs. She'd expected it to be...well, she wasn't sure what, but that was...it was just...wow! Her eyes were fixed on his manhood. Gods, it was...it was like him, huge and strangely beautiful. She couldn't pull her eyes away. What...what would that feel like? How would it taste? And...what would happen when he put it in her? "Gods, you're not even hard." Her voice was distant in her own ears, the girl talking without even realizing what she was saying. "It's amazing...what a gorgeous, huge cock..."

Then she moaned, suddenly feeling his hands on her breasts. "Oh! Ohhhh, my, Rod..." She arched her back, eyes closing as he tended to her chest with more skill and attentiveness than she'd ever had before. Oh, ohhh. This felt good. Why did it feel good? Shouldn't she be terrified? But it...he..."Oh, Rod, that feels...so good...I can't believe it," she whispered in a breathy voice, her eyes glazed over with shocked pleasure.

He ripped her dress from her, baring her before him, and she found she didn't care that much. She...she was starting to think that this might have an upside. And then she say his now hard dick. "Heavens and Hells!" It was...big wasn't even enough of a word. Or huge. It was massive. And a huge glob of pre-cum hung from the head, his eagerness for her apparent.

She looked up at his bestial face when he spoke again and nodded, "I...I'm sure you will." She licked her lips. "Please, Rod. Do what you want and get me good and," she blushed prettily, "wet for you and that...that impossible cock. I...when you fuck me, I want us to both...to both enjoy it as much as we can."

She reached up with a hesitant hand and stroked down one side of his member. Oh, Gods. It felt...nice. "And I...want to do good for you too. So...if you want me to do something, say so."

 

[RPerMan]

(Sorry, my post isn't great but I'm kinda rushed... I'll make it up to you in the following two days...)

Rod curved around her, moving to her left, his rigid, throbbing cock slowly sliding off her hand. Her words had mesmerized him. Knowing what she had said, he felt bolder than ever…

"It's amazing...what a gorgeous, huge cock..."

He could feel her lustful stare stitched to his cock, following his every movement as he laid down behind her, his strong hands making their way along her hips, pulling her into a roll, her buxom chest landing just a few inches short of his member, her orifice barely brushing up against his lips, the soft caress of flesh against flesh as he spoke out to her.

“Make me ready Sayuri… Do whatever pleases you… And when you’ve done all you want, we’ll move onto the next place for ‘me’ to go…” He said, his voice cutting through the silence of the warmly lit cave, as he slowly licked her wet snatch, his rough, strong tongue travelling in an exquisite, slow pattern, paying special attention to her clit as he kept her legs spread apart wide, his index and thumbs toying with her hot, dripping gash, as the literally orgasmic movement of his tongue slowed to a stop.

Though that brief interlude didn’t last.

He savagely dug his face into her, his tongue flicking, licking, slurping, briefly sucking, as he pushed into her dripping groin, pressing his face into her, the sounds of the most amazingly intense, animalistic, orgasmic oral sex a human, or semi-human, had ever experienced.

 

[White_Jade]

Sayuri's eyes were on the massive rod on front of her after Rod rolled her onto him. She felt him spreading her legs and his lips barely touching her sex. She let out a soft, feathery groan as he spoke, his lips and tongue teasing her cunt as he did so.

Make me ready, he'd said. He looked like he was ready to go, but...perhaps she could...it wouldn't hurt to be in good with her captor. That was why she was going to do this. It wasn't really because she wanted to. No, not that.

The buxom half-elf shifted forward, letting out a long moan as he began to lick and play with her cunt. "Gods, Rod! That's mmmm, that's good...your tongue feels, ahh, nice, so nice..."

But she was determined not to just lay there and take it; as good an "it" as it was. Sayuri cupped her big tits and separated them before leaning in against Rod's huge dick. The hot, heavy, pulsing length pressed against her soft, warm skin and she let out a cooing gasp. Then she pressed her tits back in, wrapping his shaft in her breasts and started to move up and down, fucking her own breasts with his magnificent prick.

All the time he was at her pussy, lapping, licking, teasing, and oh, fuck, was he good at it! She shuddered on top of him, still pumping his cock in-between her soft, warm, plush tits, "Oh-hhh! Oh, fuck! I'm-ahhHH!" She arched her back and placed her mouth on the head of his cock to muffle her scream as she came, her pussy gushing down onto his skilled lips and tongue. But still she moved her tits; giving him the best titty fuck she knew how to.

Sayuri lifted her head, her eyes glazing with heat and desire. Her own pink tongue flicked out and she began to lick and bathe the head of his strange, huge cock, tasting his flesh and his pre-cum and letting out breathy moans and gasps as he kept pleasuring her orally. All the time, her hands kept her tits moving on the pre-cum slicked shaft that soon...soon that would be...

 

[RPerMan]

Rod couldn't help himself from twitching his hips up into her huge soft tits, more of his thick, salty precum flowing out of his monstrous cock, the continuous flow of precum far superior to that of a human's orgasm. He felt her cries echo through his magnificent body as she came, her slick love juices lathering his hungry tongue, as he lapped away at every drop of her orgasmic fluid, continuing to aggressively eat her out, enjoying the feel of her large, warm flesh globes, his inhuman cock twitching between them as his repressed instinct continued to make his hips twitch, sending her breasts into short, firm jiggles.

He let out a breathy groan as he felt her small tongue lick around the impossible thickness of his member, covering him with saliva as his precum trickled down his coack and around her breasts, welling up in her fantastic cleavage as she fucked him with her perfect chest, smearing his entire length in precum.

He placed his hands against her ass, groping it softly as his tongue continued, visibly, hence exponentially increasing the pleasure he was giving her as he lapped away like if he was lost in a desert, until he felt his entire length was soaked in his own juices, wether he pushed ehr to another orgasme or not.

He tapped her round tight ass to get her attentio as he slowly stopped tongue fucking her soaked cunt.

"Off and on your knees Sayuri." He asked of her, getting up and pointing his throbbing length at her delicate face. "Lick me clean... Then... take the position you want to be in when I'll take you."

 

[White_Jade]

Sayuri shivered as Rod moved. His words were hot and hungry and she could almost feel the animal lust and wanton desire rolling off of the massive and powerful Cerf. She felt it too now, unable to escape anyway, trying to let that feeling deepen in her and take her. If this was to be her life, she would try and get all that she could from it.

"Yes, Rod," she answered. His last words to her were not a question or even a request; but a firm and clear order. Gods, why did that make her wet?

The lush figured woman knelt before him on the furs. His huge, thick cock was all that she could see. The scent of his dick and his balls, the tangy whiff of his pre-cum, all filled her nose and her lungs. The sound of the fire was faint, somehow, the noise of her breathing and his deep, lustful breaths filled her ears. Rod was, for the moment, her world. All her senses focused on him.

She leaned in and kissed the head of his cock, tonguing the slit there. Then she began to bathe him with her pink, wet tongue. She tasted his salty pre-cum and beneath it the meaty, primal, musky taste of his powerful cock. She cooed and whimpered as she cleaned his huge prick. Gods, it was so much bigger up close. So heavy and strong. And his balls were so big. Could this monster really fit in her? What...what would it be like when he came? He'd fuck her soon, obviously, but she wondered if she could ever get him to cum on her instead, to shower her with her load...

Sayuri licked and cleaned up and down his shaft from base to tip, up and down, several times, making sure she'd covered every bit. Then she sat back, "Is it good enough, Rod? If so, then...then I'm ready for...for you and your cock."

She turned around on the furs, facing away from him and then got onto all fours. Her ass raised high in the air and her legs spread to reveal her the tight pucker of her ass and the soaking wet, hot slit of her pussy. One hand moved between her legs to spread her labia and show her pink, pretty sex to him. She looked back at him over her shoulder, "Whenever you're ready...take me..."

 

[RPerMan]

Rod sighed in satisfaction as her tongue dug into his cumslit, as she lapped away at the precum covering his erection. Not only was it extremely arousing to see her fit the entirety of her tongue inside his inhuman length, he now had an extra aid on his side. The precum and vaginal fluids of Cerfs have been sold over the world as an aphrodisiac for centuries. Most humanoids were entwined by a sexual haze for many hours with just a couple drops… The only people to have severed their merchant ties over this much discouraged market were the elves. Why had they not bought it again? No effect too much effect? An effect other than that of an aphrodisiac? No one knew. And on a half-breed of an elf and a human, the mystery was even greater. Sayuri’s reactions to his actions so far had been a mix of obedience and denial? Would this change? Would she become perfectly willing? A rebellious little fucktoy? Rod’s thoughts sent his cock throbbing as he kneeled behind Sayuri, his oversized meat rubbing against her pink slit.

He slid it across her tummy until the base of his crotch met her backside, showing her how deep his cock would go. It was more than a human could take. It reached near to her ribcage. Hopefully the half-elves were gifted, because the glaze of pure animalistic lust devouring Rod’s eyes could only let her believe that he would fuck her senseless.

Pressing the tip of his enormous, black shaft against the tender lips of her tight, soaking pussy, he laid his large, strong hands on her hips to pull her a tad as he slowly pushed his head in, parting her lips that dripped with juices, as his thick, ebony head, probably even thicker than her wrist, at its widest penetrated into her, cradled by her slick, warm vaginal walls.

“Sayuri… I hope you enjoy it… And that there isn’t too much pain.” He said, before cramming his length into her, almost the entire length at once, spreading her tight cunt as he pulled back and started fucking her with a wild animal rhythm- at this point in time, there was no turning back. He was no longer Rod, but simply an animal that needed to fuck her.

He rammed his monster cock in and out of her deepening each stroke, slowly digging into the depths of her pussy, his huge, heavy balls slapping against her groin, her lower stomach, as Rod turned his head to the ceiling, and released some sort of strange, herbivorous howl, his panting tongue dripping with saliva as he eagerly fucked her.

 

[White_Jade]

She shivered as he moved close and loomed over her. "Oh, Gods," she breathed, but it was more in anticipation than fear. Her worry, her fear, were...not gone, but muted somehow. She felt different since she'd cleaned his cock; her mind was somewhat fuzzy and it was hard to focus, to think of anything, anything other than Rod and his huge dick.

It pressed against her stomach and her body from beneath. "So big," she whispered, "So hard and hot." It felt like a hot, unmoving arm had been pushed against her but there was no denying what it was. And it felt...good to have it touch her, rub against her like that. She could feel more pre-cum leaving him and knew it would be on her skin, wet and glistening.

Then it was time. She knew she should be tense and afraid but...she wasn't. It was there but it was distant, not effecting her body at all. She was relaxed and as ready as she could be. She felt pain and pressure as he pushed the head into her, parting and spreading her pink walls, "Ah! Hhh...oh, oh, Gods," she murmured. That...just that much felt-

"AHHHHH!" He thrust into her, almost fully, and she felt her whole body rocked by the size and mass of his invasion. It filled her in full; cramming up into her womb itself and pushing further, stretching her insides. "AHH-HhhNnN!" Her fingers dug into the furs she knelt on and tears swam in her eyes. Gods! So big! So full! Impossible...it couldn't...actually...

"Ahh! Gods, fuck, Ahh!" He spoke no more, only bellowing in primal, rutting passion and he began to fuck her. To fuck her hard and fast and almost brutally, in animalistic fervor. Sayuri could only endure it; her body stretched to her limits, feeling almost as though she might split apart, or that the head of his cock would burst through her chest or out of her mouth.

It hurt. It hurt a lot. But the pain seemed dulled, as her fear was, the edge taken from it. And as he plundered her, as he ravaged her young and lush body, she began to feel less pain, less discomfort, and a growing pleasure from being taken and used for pure animal fulfillment. Carnal, primitive joy at being full and fucked started to take root in her, to her amazement.

 

[RPerMan]

The haze made its way through Rod’s mind as he slowly regained his composure, his cock buried deep inside Sayuri, yet over 4 inches still remaining to push into her. He slowed his violent fucking down to a stop as he leaned over, his hands grabbing the soft flesh of her tits before they had even stopped jiggling, as he whispered into her ear. “Well Sayuri? How is it? Does it excite you to feel me inside you?”

Before Sayuri could reply, the sound of a drop hitting water echoed in the cave. A small section of sparse fur, soaked in rod’s precum had been the water, and it had been Sayuri dripping into it. Rod chuckled, barely believing what was happening. “It looks like it, smells like it, tastes like it- even sounds like it… And if my body isn’t lying it sure feels like it.”

“I believe you’re a bit more of a slut than the rest of your kind… How lucky I am.” He said, his fingers tweaking, groping pulling, circling her soft, large breasts with a skill exponential to what he had shown her earlier.

He pressed in slowly, molding out the insides of her body to suit his cock as he buried himself inside her up to the hilt, the warm fur on his heavy, huge ballsac briefly rubbing up against her. He pulled out, feeling her body clench back up- Her hybrid genes appeared to make her the perfect sextoy for him. Ramming himself back in, he immediately followed up, an infernal rhythm of fucking building up between them as his heavy balls smacked her stomach at each thrust.

(Pretty average post... Sorry.)

 

[White_Jade]

Sayuri gasped and panted for breath as he halted, her limbs feeling weak. Her whole body was enflamed with sensation. Gods, she was so full. She was sure she must be bulging; that if she could look at her torso, the outline of his cock would surely be visible inside her as it stretched her obscenely.

His hands groped her big, soft tits and she moaned. Her eyes closed, "Yes," she answered after a few moments. "It excites me, it...you fill me, I've never had, never even imagined I could...be so full...so stretched wide and deep," she whimpered.

The half-elf shocked herself, pushing herself back against him and pushing perhaps a fraction of an inch more of him into her. "It hurts but...but that's fading and...and I feel like...like I want...you moving in me. Pumping in and out of me. Fucking me."

He called her a slut and she shivered around his massive pole, "Lucky, yessss, I...I must be...must be a slut." She groaned as he started to move in her again. Her fingers released the furs she'd been clenching, only to grab hold again. "Fuck!" He was all in her now, she knew. His sack was against her, furry and big, his balls pressing against her thighs. He began to pound her once again, rocking her body forward, his balls smacking against her stomach with every powerful thrust.

Sayuri felt herself going mad, insane, with desire. There was still pain and discomfort but it didn't seem to matter. The pleasure was more and more important. As was the fucking. She needed the fucking, needed his cock, craved his release, to feel herself filled to the brim or coated with his cum. "Ahh! Ohh, Gods! D-do it! Fuck me, Rod! Ravage me, ruin me, fucking destroy me with that monster cock!"

The voice was hers, the words were hers, but she couldn't believe she was actually saying them. It was like some other force had seized control of her; drowning her reason and control in white hot pleasure and pounding manhood. Sayuri screamed but it was now not in pain or fear but in lust. Primative, heedless, she wanted all that Rod could give her, in her frenzy not caring if he damaged her, "Give it to me! Give me that giant cock! Push it all in and make me yours! Yours to fuck and use and cum in and on, anytime you want!"

 

[RPerMan]

Rod didn’t need her to ask him to fuck her to get into it. As soon as her lips began to form words, he immediately started pumping in and out of her, his inhuman length sending a bulge into her stomach sending her breasts into a pattern of erotic, attractive jiggling sending her into the thrones of bliss as he fucked her, his tongue hanging out as he breathed hard, the fire dying behind them, the air getting progressively colder as they entered an orgasmic world devoted only to themselves.

He placed his hands on her hips, pulling himself into her, a couple drops of his saliva dripping down onto her, right between her smooth, perfect butt cheeks, as he took one finger and traced it down along the line of her peach-like cleft, wondering if he might last long enough to try her out there as well.

Nevertheless, his mind remained focused on the feelings her warm, hot, scalding cunt sent into his thickness, her wet depths sucking him in, as he broke down into a primal passion once again only inferior to her lust filled mind.

“Sayuri… Do you mean what you say? Are you sure you want to be my little fucktoy?” He asked teasingly.

 

[White_Jade]

For a time, she could not form words. As his cock began to more in her again; the thick, massive pillar of manhood stretching her and filling her obscenely, all rationality was blasted away. Their fucking became a primal, thoughtless thing. Mad writhing and pumping, pushing back and crying out, gasps, moans, screams of pleasure echoing and rebounding from the cave.

Part of her recognized how cold it was getting but that only made the heat of his body and his gorgeous, impossibly big dick all the more needed, all the more important. Sayuri shivered as she took his cock, her vision swimming in sensation that seemed to cause the world to me melting and moving around her.

She felt his fingers rubbing slick and wet something over her asshole and whimpered. That brought a shock of hard reality back to her; slicing through the reeling pleasure of the moment. If he tried her there, she'd die. There was no way! No way at all! He was too big for that, he'd pull all of her insides out!

But the thought passes from them both and a moment later, he thrust in again harder than before and her head went back in a yell of raw carnal delight. His words poured over her, his question, and she was so lost in the feeling of being so fully and perfectly and truly fucked that she did not comprehend at first.

Then she nodded and lowered her head and shoulders on the furs, her ass still up in the air and her pussy still plundered and ravaged by the savage stag-man. "Ahhyy! Yy-Yes! Yes, I do, I am!" She let out a strangling cry as she came, her pussy clenching down on the huge invader that was spreading it, her juices flowing to warm and lubricate them both further, "Ahh! HHh! Oh, Gods! Yes, Rod, yours! Your fucktoy! Now! My future! Just, ahh! Just this! Taking this cock! And your cum, ohh, yesss, that too! Taking it, loving it, wanting it, getting fucked again and again and filled with dick and jizz, and showered in it!"