Serpent's Tooth

[Cherubian]

"All right, if you think you can take it for another day ..." Verialyn shrugged. "In that case I better get up to my cozy little cage before they return, or would you want to discuss something else?"

 

[Belinda35]

"Ohh, they will put me in the cage for the night... The wolfcreature said so." Phyliss shivered.
"Maybe then we can discuss what to do..."

 

[greatstuffing]

The trudging step returned, slower and more irregular, then a heavy slap on the earth like a sack had been dropped.
Gron groaned and stretched, his shadow fell over the shutters as he arched his back.

"That is a tasty piece of meat." Worf said, somewhat hungrily.
"Hmm, I don't know why you have to salt it so much though." Gron ventured.
"I salt it so it lasts longer."
Gron shrugged, "Why hang it so long? We should just eat it when we catch it."

Worf sighed. "It pays to be prepared my friend." he said with a hint of malevolence. "We do not have to live by the seasons and the whim of nature if we learn sophistication."

Gron scratched himself and looked at the boar, "Yer...." he said noncommitedly.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn fell silent the moment her ears picked up the first hint of approaching steps. After she tried to cut her friend off with a quick decisive gesture, she froze, intently listening to try and deduce what was going on outside. The moment she heard the first voice that question was answered.

Mouthing a soundley 'They are back' with her lips she wasted no time to turn and rapidly ascend the stairs, slipping back into her cage in no time.

 

[greatstuffing]

The heavy wooden door swung open without preamble, accompanied by it's yawning creak. Gron padded in immediately and sniffed about, suspicious and trying to sense for any disturbance.
After a moment he looked about and his tongue smacked wetly against his lips as he regarded the naked buttocks still secured against the table. He stalked over and stood to the side just lurking in Phyllis' peripheral vision, close enough that she could feel his slow warm breaths on her shoulder. His eyes roved over her profile.

Worf came into the doorway burdened with two large clay urns, he stopped and regarded Gron, grinning and waiting to see what the other was about.
"Do you like her much?" his gravelly voice asked lasciviously.

 

[Belinda35]

Although Phyliss was almost prepared for getting more rough treatment, she trembled in fear as she felt the second wolfman so close that she could feel his breath on her nude back, seeing his furry figure to her side. He seemed more brute, maybe even more viscious then Worf. Her eyes were wide in fear again, and her snakes swirled nervously around.

 

[greatstuffing]

Gron grunted roughly, an affirmative, and then he leant close so his wet nose touched the gorgon's ear, his eyes still firmly on her.
He slowly licked the side of her neck, the heavy muscle of his tongue rasped up Phyliss skin from the top of her shoulder upto her snakes, daring one to bite.

He barked then, pure animal and savage, not like a dog but a sharp crack of sound meant to chill and paralyse prey, and as he did so his hand seized the back of the magical woman's neck, with a forearm as thick as it that flexed just the barest amount so his sharp claws pressed the sides of her throat.

He growled low in tine with his breath as though deciding whether she would.be a meal or mate.
Then through his clenched teeth he axed, "I can have her then." though it did not sound like a question.

Worf responded casually, between chews from a pork bone, "Yes, have her. Here though. Do make sure she can still walk come dawn. Eh?"

Gron grunted again with an uncertain amount of agreement. He moved to lift a flagon over the back of his forearm to drink sloppily from it. Drops splattered over the back of Phyliss where she was tied in front of him.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss made a frightened whimper as she felt his arm on her neck and the liquid dropping onto her, but she shut up again at once. She didn't dare to annoy the savage beast.

 

[greatstuffing]

The flagon clunked heavily as Gron put it down and took Phyliss by the back of the neck again. This time there was no gentleness and his immense strength simply pushed her flat to the table, pressing her nose, lips and breasts against the cool wood

There was a moments pause, and she had the impression she was being inspected from behind where her bare ass was bent over the table.
Then that fat solid tongue pushed against her pussy and inside her. Rough and wet with drool it pushed harder and further than any human tongue could. It pushed further than Phyliss own fingers could have reached and the wet nose touched the bud of her anus.

It held for a half dozen breaths, then withdrew.
"Hmm, yeah." Gron muttered, with some appreciation.
Then he licked, or more truthfully he lapped up the gorgon's slit, one big long stroke from her hood with, his wide tongue flat and pressing hard, all the way up and over the pucker of her ass.

"Are you gonna fuck her?' Worf asked suddenly, impatient it seemed. He moved around and Phyliss could see his gleaming wild eyes and his grotesque penis inflated hard and excited.with the sight before him.
"Hmm." Gron mumbled, then more clearly, "I taste the fear, but I want to see if she enjoys it, like the other one."

Worf was silent, watching. But then he turned and looked up the stairs, thoughtfully, before looking back to the table.
"Well pretty little monster," he cackled, "Do you like the scary wolf tongue on your abused pussy?"

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss raised her head, her chin touching the table while she looked over to worf. She was breathing heavily, her eyes still wide and her body trembling.
"Yes" she squeaked quickly, more out of fear then anything else. But to tell the truth, she was really excited and frigthened the same time, and she felt her nipples react, while her big breasts were pressed hard onto the table.

 

[greatstuffing]

Worf glowered, his face clouded with a flash of anger that he struggled with. He stalked around the table and grabbed a handful of snakes, pulling Phyliss forward and keeping her eyes on his own.
"Good," he lied. "I want see you enjoy it." the thin lips curled back over his canine teeth and leered.

Phyliss felt Gron's strong hands grasp her hips, bearing her firmly against the table. His cock was unknown, she had not seen it fully engorged, she could not guess at it. But it pushed it's way steadily between her lips. It stopped for nothing, it drove in and filled her completely.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss sqeaked as Worf pulled her snakes while Grons cock drove inside her, not seeming to stop. The fear in her face and voice wasn't faked, and she was all puzzled as she felt aroused the same time. Something in her longed to be abused by these monsters, although her sane mind protested.

 

[greatstuffing]

"Ahh, she doesn't look like she enjoyed it, Gron. Perhaps she was lying? Or perhaps she is used to a bigger beast. You will have to try harder."
Worf was enjoying himself again and the anger he provoked in Gron was plain.

Immediately Gron wedged more of his cock into the uncomfortably tight pussy. His phallus was an awkward shape, pushing upwards and uneven in it's thickness so it stretched her unpleasantly. With a final thrust Phyliss felt his furred belly nuzzle her butt cheeks.

Gron grunted and snorted.
"Fucking Gorgon," he growled, "Fucking dirty monster. Ugly sorcerous whore."
He slammed the last few inches again, driving Phyliss into the table.

Worf cackled. "Show me your enjoyment gorgon, and then maybe I will untie your hands."

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss squealed as the big dick went painfully down into her, but the tears that formed in her eyes weren't so much for the pain, but more for his words. Ugly? Being clalled ugly did hurt her more then his huge prick stretching her pussy so hard.

 

[greatstuffing]

Worf laughed when he saw the gorgon's eyes water and his own member twitched. He was eager to join in now it seemed. But first he wanted to bait Gron's fury more.

Gron was already working up speed and sweat, pounding short jabs at Phyliss rear and holding her tight, his arms now around he waist.

Worf said without looking away from Phyliss, "Oh you've upset her now! I don't think you are fucking her hard enough."
Gron growled instantly and dug his claws into Phyliss belly then began a rapid raging fuck, each thrust banging her against the table.

"I think I had better let her have a suck too, to stop her crying out for my cock n her arse."
Worf kept cackling as he drew his own hips up over the table and push his own disturbing penis towards the gorgon's mouth.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss closed her eyes, as her short squeaks had turned into shrieks. She had the feeling Gron wanted to rip her apart, and his cock felt like a fence post hammering into her, while she feared to get killed by his talons. He was even bigger then Worf, and even much more brutal.

 

[greatstuffing]

Worf held off for a moment, enjoying the terrified shrieks but then he chose his moment and pushed his veiny penis right to the back of the gorgon's throat, holding a handful of snakes up against him.
Gron was panting and grunting more rapidly but Worf was gleeful.

"Don't worry my pretty pet, if Gron finishes too soon for you. As long as we have wine he can keep making sure you are filled up."

 

[Belinda35]

Worf just suffocated another scream as he drove his cock deep down into her mouth. Her mouth was stuffed, but the pain from the brutal humping made her try to shriek with each new thrusts, resulting in odd muffled noises she made, not able to dodge or squirm away in her bondage.

 

[greatstuffing]

Gron came with a roar and unleashed a bolt of his seed into Phyliss. The hot fluid flowed out as he pounded a few final times, huffing as he went.
Worf hefted himself in and out taking his time and enjoying Phyliss expressions while Gron took more wine.

Then an idea hit Worf and he called loudly.
"I'm sure you are suffering upstairs, listening to her fun without you. Come down and see. She needs your suggestions... How to enjoy us more..."

 

[Cherubian]

Despite her better judgment Verialyn had to chuckle when Worf called out for her. That one definitely was more sophisticated in his sexual aggression that Gron, which had perks and cons of its own. In any case it would not hurt to be closer to Phyliss so she could react on short notice should the two go too far, even though from what she had heard her friend likely was having her special kind of fun right now.

So with well measured hesitation she left her room and began to descend the stairs, diligently taking in every detail of the scene. The gorgon currently was being throat fucked, something that usually excited her quite a bit, so why not let her have a bit more fun.

"I am not sure I can be of much aid in that regard ..." she therefore spoke once she was about halfway down to the ground floor.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss noticed Verialy coming down the stairs and looked over to her, while Worf kept popping in and out of her mouth, stretching her, while she made gargling sounds, trying to get air. She felt Grons cum squirting out of her stretched pussy, running down her leg. It tickled, but that wasn't as bad as the buring in her rectum that hadn't stopped since Worfs assault.

 

[greatstuffing]

The two creatures paused and watched Verialyn descend, themselves taking in and enjoying every bounce and jaunty jiggle of her movement.

Gron was slack-jawed, his cock engorged and heavy with blood but for the moment not as rigid as he had been, was swollen enough that he would have to pull hard to remove it from the gorgon.

Worf meanwhile leered, evil thoughts running through his head.
He took Phyliss by her snake tresses, in two handfuls like braids, and kept his eyes on Verialyn as he started pounding his full length into the gorgon's throat.

"Ah the delectable human, with exquisite timing. I fear this hungry one is getting bored of our simple appetites."
He pushed his cock hard into Phyliss throat, holding himself there despite her choking and squirming in suffocation.

He fixed he gaze on Verialyn's eyes as he spoke, despite the fantastical sight of her levitating nipples drifting down the stairs that had so hypnotised Gron.
"Perhaps you would would kindly suggest something she would enjoy more?" The hint of his dark game was perhaps deliberately obvious, yet he held the choking gorgon tight against him while he waited for his answer.

 

[Cherubian]

If Verialyn had not known her friend rather wel, she would have winced - at least inwardly - at the rough treatment she saw the gorgon receive. She knew better though, and so as she continued to descend slowly, step by step, the heaving and falling of her massive breasts a steady enthralling pattern, one hand lightly sliding over the railing, she merely added cooly.

"I think you are doing fine. Tying her up and fucking her roughly and all that. It's not easy for her to show when she is enjoying herself, and not being able to speak doesn't make it any easier."

After a moment of pause she added, now at the bottom of the stairs and standing still "Oh, maybe you might want to try her rear hole."

 

[Belinda35]

"Ugghhuargulllmmpphh" Phyliss felt like choking with the huge prick stuck down her throat. Was he trying to suffocate her? She pulled desperately at the ropes, but even her enormous flexebility didn't allow her to get the cock out of her throat, while Worf hold her snakes tight like it would have been hair. What would he do if she bit him? The thought frightened her, so she tried to stand some more moments but made protesting desperate sounds as good she could.

 

[greatstuffing]

Worf smiled contentedly at Verialyn and squeezed the little snakes between his knuckles.
He looked down at Phyllis with some affection and slowly pulled out of her mouth until the shining bell of his ugly phallus rested between her teeth, glistening with her drool.

"You should thank your friend my pretty one. She's going to help Gron fill your tight little arse."

At that Gron's cock twitched inside Phyliss and he sniggered. He pulled himself from the gorgon's pussy and picked up his flagon of wine to take a draught.

"Haha, yer," Gron leered at Verialyn, brushing wine from his lips and belly. "Come and lend a hand."
He leaned back so his dick stood in the air and waved the flagon at her.