Serpent's Tooth

Warf's brow furrowed as he watched the clearly frightened gorgon without getting any sort of reply. Finally, though, he added "I take that as a sign that you are not going to cause any more trouble. Better behave!"

And with that the gorgon was lifted up, seemingly effortless. The wolf man did not seem concerned with her lack of clothes - except for the panties wrapped around her lower legs - and threw her over his shoulder in a way similar to Gron. The only difference being that he placed his catch such that Phyliss' head was hanging on his front, dangling near his loincloth covered groin.

"Let's get going" he told his comrade, and without further hesitation he slipped out of the carriage, turned, and started to head for the forest while asking "How's the one you got?"
 
Gron shrugged.
"All quiet and making no trouble. And she'll be a good fuck with meaty tits. We can share our loot later, but first I do that one." he padded verialyns butt with his clawed hand.
"Let's loose no time to get back. I could do her here right on the spot."

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Phyliss was still shocked as she was thrown over the wolfsman's shoulder, looking down his hairy body, seeing something huge building up under his loincloth. She had imagined to be ravished by two robbers just before the creature burst in, but she had thought about handsome highwayman that looked like some heroes from a romantic theaterplay. She noticed that verialyn was captured as well, so this wolfmen seemed to have unnatural powers.
 
Warf had to grin, or whatever passed as a grin for wolf men. "If you are that eager and can't wait to get back to the cave, then maybe we stop on the way and do them?" They already had traversed several hundred meters of forest, the encampment with the carriage out of sight behind them.

Looking down at the gorgon, her head with all the writhing snakes hovering oh so close to his groin, was conjuring vivid images in Warf's mind that only served to harden him further. Maybe Gron was right, why delay this any longer?

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Verialyn gave the proper little gasp as she felt the large fur covered hand on her bare behind while her fate for the immediate future was laid out verbally. In truth however, she was looking forward to it. Being ravished by such a savage wolf man promised to be quite the exciting event, and her biggest concern was to betray her true attitide by becoming prematurely wet.

As hard as she might try to thing of something else to temporarily turn herself off, it was to no avail.
 
"Why not? If one of the weaklings try to follow us, he wont live very long." Gron looked around, it was only dense forest now; a large tree was lying on the ground, grown with moss all over. He felt his big tool growing, as he run his hand over his captives butt.

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Phyliss heard her friends gasp, so she wasn't uncosciousness. Off course. She didn't look injured, as she looked over, her swirling snakes rubbing over the monsters loincloth. Verilayin was just playing defeated, to wait for the right moment. This moment would be very soon, as she heard what the creatures said. She tried not to tighten herself to much, as she prepared to run for it as soon as possible. Althoug that beasts looked fast. But wolves didn't climb trees. Maybe if she got onto one.. but they could wait below. She just waited what would come.
 
"Good point" Warf showed all his teeth in a grimace of approval. "Here is a good place."

And with that his companion was momentarily forgotten, his attention fully focussed on his prize. His off side hand came around to run up and down the gorgons naked back and play with her two pert buttocks, squeezing and pinching then, even giving a little slap. But already his wolfhood was starting to strain painfully against his loincloth.

So he stopped his fondling long enough to reach down and with one deft move remove the single piece of garment. His meaty pillar, the lower end of the shaft covered in very short fur, already stood at full attention, the pink flaring head pointing straight at Phyliss' face as a drop of precum was oozing from it.

And then the gorgon could feel herself being lowered slowly, her mouth coming closer and closer to the throbbing bulbous mushroom. "Open up and swallow it..." she could hear the wolf man's growling voice "and don't you dare to bite me ... with any of your heads."

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Verialyn had already grown to like Gron's crude and primal but not painful groping. She liked the directness with which he took what he wanted. Maybe there was a way to keep him around after this was over?

That was the future, though, and why dwell on it when the present was so promising?
 
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While the monster played with her butt, Phyliss tried to heal the slight injuries from the first attack, but nothing happened. Suddenly she realized the full meaning of his words, while her panties dropped to the ground. This explained everything! Even if he would be immune against magic, he wouldn't have been able to penetrate her magic shield, as it even protected against falling trees and any random injuries. A magician once told her about the "dead places", areas where no magic existed, so that even the mightiest wizard was reduced to his physical powers. It was just natural that the wolfmen chose such a "dead place" as their habitat - their physical power was enormous, while the deadly, fierce gorgon was no more dangerous then any mortal woman. No magic healing, no gorgon stare - she really was at her captors mercy, and her face went blank. She was really frightened this time, no game. She was still hanging over his shoulder, as he lowered her headdown. Her longest snakes, nearly three feet long, slided over his huge manhood, then she feeled the soft tip touching her skin, gliding over her forehead, rubbing her nose and finally touching her lips. She opened up as told, and already feeled his tip between her lips. She run her tongue over it gently, afraid to anger the creature that could kill her anytime.

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Gron didn't think much of foreplay. He lifted his captive from his shoulder and put her facedown over the large lying tree, her belly placed on the soft moss, her large breasts flattened by her own weight, face and arms hanging over, while her rearside was in his view, her knees touching the green floor of the forest. He would take her doggystyle, as he prefered it - he found nothing funny about that.
 
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"Just like that, little gorgon..." Warf commented, almost purring softly in content as Phylisss began her ministrations. Even as he spoke he halted her descent for a few moments, savoring the work of her deft tongue on his tip. That one was a skilled one for sure, and the soft enticing tickling elicited more than one growl of approval.

Eventually, though, he wanted more, and as his arms gave way the gorgon could feel his enormous and rigid shaft slide deeper into her oral cavity, graze over tongue and palate and approach the back where it led down her throat.

~*~​

As Verialyn felt the cool moss under her belly and her knees being planted into the tall grass next to the fallen trunk she could not help it. A shiver of anticipation ran through her. Instinctively the tall bestial humanoid had picked one of her favorite positions.

There was no holding back now, moisture was forming on her lower lips, and almost out of a will of their own her thighs were spreading slightly to ease his access. She was quite ready to get penetrated now.
 
Gron didn't waste any time, though. He put his hands on her buttocks, not taking care if he pierced her, this injuries would not kill her. He had already shook of the loincloth so that his cock stood out straight. As soon as he had found her soft lips, he realized that she was already getting wet. "What a bitch!"
He just drove his cock deep down into her, she would have to handle that. If not, it wasn't his problem.

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"Uggghhrrrrrr..mmppffff" Phyliss felt his giant cock gliding over her tongue, stretching her mouth. She gagged, hoping he would not suffocate her. But she knew that she was going to deepthroat him, and there was no way to prevent it.
 
Warf could feel his wolfhood sliding deeper and deeper, his tip finally making it into the narrow confines of her throat. His prey handled all this astonishingly well, and he was very please because of it. For five seconds he let her hang there, his whole length embedded inside her mouth, before he lifted her up again, enough so that she could take a few breaths. Would be a shame if such a great toy would be ruined on first use. No, not just a toy, he reminded himself. A gorgon, a present he would have to exploit to the fullest.

As Phyliss was given time to catch some air, his eyes wandered around, only to settle on the nearest tree, a mighty oak at least a hundred years old. And immediately he began to walk towards it, grinning as he eventually pinned the woman's sleek and bare lower body between his massive hairy chest and the rough bark. His hips were withdrawing to the point that his tip once again rested between her lips, and he asked her "Are you ready for me, little one?"

~*~​

Oh, and how she handled it. The way Gron lunged forward, his massive rod blazed its way all the way inside her until his tip hit the mouth of her cervix, sent a jolt of pleasure through her. She had already decided to make no attempt to hide her arousal, curious about the reaction this would result in. And so her head jerked up and Verialyn let out one loud and drawn out moan of pleasure.
 
Gron heard his toy moan, and he grabbed her long hair and pulled it. He worked his cock fully into her, and threw back, then he started banging her hard, probaly stretching her by his hard merciless strokes.

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Phyliss gasped and gagged the short moments he gave her air. She had experienced the hugest cocks around, but this brutal mouth-fuck in the headdown position was something new. She couldn't see anything from where she was hanging except some fur and huge balls swinging before her eyes. As he walked, his tip dipped into her open mouth again, as she did not dare to close up.
"aghh--eyy-mmm.rghh-read-y--ughhh" did she stammer.
 
"Very well, then..."

Surprisingly gentle Warf's hips moved forward, his long tool once again making its way through her mouth and down her throat. This time, however, he withdrew immediately, and again rested for a moment when he had almost left her mouth completely. The slow pace continued, for the time being at least. In and out he slid, again and again, at a pace sedate enough that Phyliss would have enough time to breathe while she hung between the muscular wolf man and the massive tree.

~*~​

Verialyn''s head dipped slowly back down, bobbing with every hard thrust she received, while her hands dug into the earth on the other side of the tree, trying her best to brace herself against the repeated and powerful impact. Her vagina was on fire as Gron's thick tool grazed along her inner walls, now amply lubricated by her own juices.

"Oh yes ... yes ... that feels so good..." she managed to press out between her heavy breathing.
 
Phyliss gasped and gagged with each now penetration of her mouth. She felt him glide in deep, down intoo her throat, but she managed now to take him without chocking in between. There was nothing else left for her, though, as the tree behind her left her no way to turn or dodge, even as flexible as she was. She kept her eyes closed and her mouth open, while he drove in and out of her mouth.

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Gron wasn't very creative or subtile, but steady and powerful. His comrade was more experimental, but he just prefered a good old fucking, preferably doggystyle. So he just kept pumping hard into her, astonished how good she went along, just as if she had waited for him below that tree. He didn't bother, things went well for him.
 
Apparently Warf neither was in a rush nor did he display any desire to cause discomfort for the sake of it. Instead he just continued to thrust at the same pace, occasional grunts of pleasure coming from his snout. He really enjoyed how his sensitive tip grazed along the inside of the gorgon's mouth.

Almost a minute passed, and his balls were starting to swell as his arousal was building. Unwilling to hold back any longer Phyliss coudl her him say "Here it comes, get ready snake servant." The last word was barely said as his prick withdrew again until only his tip was left inside her and the first powerful spurt of thick, musky wolf man sperm shot into the gorgon.

~*~​

Just like Gron Verialyn at times liked her sex good and simple, and this definitely was one of these times. She was well aware that she was not more than a piece of fuck meat for the half human pounding away into her, but that did nothing to diminish her arousal, to the contrary.

As she felt her passion climb the kinky, playful part of her made her continue to scream out "You feel so great...". Closer and closer she was getting, her climax hitting any moment, and she could hardly wait.
 
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Gron was close to coming again. He did not respond to any words of the human, but he kept pushing until he felt himself coming, and he did. He grabbed her hips, injuring her with his claws, as he shot his load into her with a frightening growl. Not only his member, but also his scrotum was huge, so he squirted an enormous load into her, not seeming to stop.

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"eekkeeeeek...ugh..." Phyliss felt his load filling her mouth. This was somehow arkward, but she had no room to mover her head away with that tree, nor did she even dare to do it. Just with his tip, even if large enough, inside, she felt like her hole mouth was getting filled with that hot, salty goo, all over her tongue.
 
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Warf just held her stil, purring contently as he felt himself erupt into the gorgon's mouth several times in thick, powerful spurts. Finally, however, he was spent, and after taking another deep breath he proceeded to lower her into the grass, letting her lie there for a moment, his eyes roving over her naked curled form.

"Get on your knees and lick it clean." he finally commanded casually, his still half erect tool hovering over her. As he waited for her reaction he asked his comrade without looking at him "Done over there?"

~*~​

Verialyn came nearly in sync with Gron. Like almost always feeling his hot seed shoot into her womb was enough to send her over the edge. This time she managed to enjoy her orgasm in relative silence, merely tensing her muscles as she savored the throes of her orgasm, oblivious even to his claws lightly pricking her skin.

For long seconds she rode the waves of her climax, kept high by more and more loads of sperm filling her, until finally, eventually, those died down.
 
"Yeah, I did my fucktoy. She's already tamed." Gron looked down on the nude girl, hanging over the tree, then he lookied down to the gorgon who lied gagging and gasping on the soft ground.

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Phyliss had tasted cum many times by now, but this creature squirted and squirted without end. She swallowed quite a load of him, as her mouth was filled, and when he dropped her down into the gras, she spilled out more loads of his seemen, running down her face. She was lying down, all shocked and stunned. He said something, but she didn't hear it, as she had to cough and the other creature roared something, so she kept on the ground, her eyes closed, feeling the sticky goo on her face and even on some of her snakes.
 
Warf had to chuckle as he heard the gorgon's coughing, his amusement enough to wash away any anger at his order not being fulfilled. As he waited for Phyliss to recover he took the opportunity to look over to Verialyn, draped limply over the tree, and he noticed the tiny droplets of blood where Gron had scratched her in his excitement.

"Don't damage her" he told his companion rather bluntly "You know the traders won't give as much for scarred goods."

That had been enough of a respite, and so he once again focussed on the heap of gorgon at his feet, even nudging her not too gently with one foot of his prodding against her rump. "You have had long enough, little snake servant." he told her "now get up and lick me clean, or I get angry"

~*~​

Verialyn had no incentive to move, and so she continued to rest there, feeling the cool and moist moss on her skin as the first of Gron's massive load of cum began to leak out of her, some of it running down the inside of her thigh, some dropping straight to the ground.
 
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"Tiny scrateches, they will heal before we sell them. Better take care that you don't choke yours. The slavers will pay well for a gorgon." Gron looked at the two women. But we can put them in the cage for a while, so that we can test them."

Phyliss rolled over on her hands and knees, her snakes sliding on the floor and rising. "Uhh...sorry I didn't get that...what?" she murmured, and gulped down some more cum that she couldn't spit out.
 
Warf impatiently reached down, his mighty claw rudely grabbing a few snakes and jerking upwards until Phyliss was forced to look straight at the massive wolfhood, its tip almost touching her nose.

"I sad lick it clean!" The tone had become definitely unfriendlier than last time.
 
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"Yessyessssorrry" she sqeaked and started to lick at the big tool in front of her. She leaned her hands on his hairy legs, while she hurried to please him in a proffessional way. Her snakes did hurt where he pulled them, but they were not injured yet.
 
"Now that is better" Warf's mood almost immediately improved "Seems you are obedient enough, just a little hard of hearing, eh?" Apparently the wolf man did not expect a reply, instead he watched intently as Phyliss' eager tongue cleansed away the remnants of his seed that had clung to his genital.

"That'll do!" and suddenly his mighty paw opened, letting go of the snakes in his grip that had helped him fixate her. "Now get up, you'll be walking on your own legs from now on. No more carrying around."

With a quick glance he checked that Verialyn was still slumped over the big tree, her posterior presented invitingly with a trail of cum running from her still gaping vagina. Ordering Gron he added "Better get your toy going as well."
 
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Gron hit his paw on Verialyn's back. "Get up! Walking time!"

Phyliss already started to walk. She regretted that she took her boots off in the carriage, but the ground was soft so far, and she could see well enough not to fall as long as she looked to the ground. As far as she heard, the wolfmen were not going to eat them, but wanted to sell them as slaves. Thinking of slaves, a thought alarmed her. The slaves did not only have the carriage and all her clothes, but all the money, even if they didn't know by yet! What would stop that two freaks to run off with all their belongings?!
 
"That way, slaves..." Warf's arm pointed towards a spot in the wall of trees surrounding the clearing thatin no visible way discerned itself from its surroundings. And not waiting for a response he immediately set of there himself, apparently intent to lead the way.

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"Of course, master." As Verialyn rose to her feet she shot Gron a devout, but also affectionate smile. Partly because he had managed to satisfy her carnal needs, intentional or not, and partly because she loved to toy with males like him who thought they were in control of her. And so, staying true to her role, she immediately began to move in the indicated direction.

As she did so, she briefly turned towards Gron and with a most honest expression asked "May I speak?"
 
"No!" growled Gron. "I can't stand babbling woman... just have to moan."

Phyliss took care not to hurt her feet, but kept walking, trying to figure out how far they were from the road. She needed to speak to her friend to tell her of that magic blocking, and about her worries about the slaves getting off with all their belongings. She quickly tried to look over at her, but she had turned her head away.
 
Verialyn's shoulders slumped in resignation. Too bad she had to cease playing her little game for now.

And so the little caravan traversed the woods in silence. All together they walked for at least two hours, but the ground was soft enough that none of the girls took any injuries worth mentioning, and eventually the trees parted again, allowing sight on another clearing. This one, however, was dominated by a huge wooden two story building, constructed of massive timbers with several windows on each side and a large door in the middle of the front wall.

It was there that Warf was heading.
 
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