Something evil comes ~ Closed for cgraven ~

[cgraven]

The more Trisha was restrained, the more her choice of what would or would not happen to her, the more the young chestnut haired beauty gave herself over to the demands of Loki’s pets. The Demon Lord smiled as the tip of Trisha little pink tongue slid across the bow of her lips to caress the cock that brushed those sweet lips. Her dainty little pink tongue slid sensually and oh so willingly down the length of that tempting cock that danced before her wide eyes. It reached for the imp’s heavy sac. Trisha eagerly sucked in one ball at a time, giving each one such wanton attention as her gorgeous young body shook from the intensity of her orgasm, an unimagined pleasure, that she had not had permission to embrace. The imp took his time as he slowly pushed the tip of his cock between the young beauty’s moist lips before he proceeded to force it, inch by inch into Trisha’s sweet succulent mouth, pushed it deeper into her throat, as he claimed her.

More cocks pushed into Trisha, till both her sweet little pussy and tight little ass was also claimed. The three imps pounded into the hapless young beauty they see-sawed the young thief between them as they demandingly fucked her. Yet these were not the only of Loki’s pets to claim her. Others licked and nipped, at Trisha’s breasts and nipples as others placed their cocks into Trisha’s hands as if to demand that she satisfy them as well.

There was no need to restrain the little teen golden beauty as Carroll eagerly accepted her many lovers, she screamed and howled out her cascading orgasms. She took one after another, at times three, four, or even five at one time. She did not care if she had been granted permission to cum or not. Nor did she care if the imps were gentle or not as they took her, in fact the rougher the more demanding they were the more and harder Carroll came for them. Carroll

 

[katalynn]

Trisha never had to deal with so many lust hungry creatures all at once. The most she ever dealt with is Sheba Kaw's demanding vines from his garden. These creatures however had human like qualities, their lust were controlled by their own little hunger and desires. Where the plants reacted on the will of Sheba Kaw, the plants did his bidding. These creatures were on their own, playing on their desires, free to do as they wish.

Their claws and teeth drove Trisha wild with a new hunger she never knew she had. None of her previous Masters had claws and fangs like these creatures have. Most of the time she could have sworn they were ripping her flesh into shreds, yet she never saw the blood if they were. The hot sticky wetness she felt must have been their cum coating her from head to toe and not blood from her flesh.

There's no way for her tell how long they had been clawing, gnawing at her flesh, nor how many filled her sore holes with cocks and cum. The only she did know is she kept fighting when they gave her any kind of slack. No matter what position they put her in, Trisha fought until they had her fully restrained. Their strength and her restricted movements brought out some of the hardest orgasms she has ever had.

Eventually, as time became endless to her, she grew weaker and exhausted, her fight no where near as wild. Her flesh painted with bruises and scratches from her fighting. At times she begged for more clawing, wanting them to claw and bite harder. Towards the end of her fight, she started to beg for rest, for her Masters forgiveness and every fiber of her being ached for it to end. Her throat raw from all the screaming and deep throating, her other two tunnels were just as raw and sore, burning from the abuse.

After her pleading received no response and the creatures kept coming at her, the world around her slowly faded from sight. The creatures didn't seem bothered that she had blacked out and subconsciously she could still feel them using her body like it was a new toy for them. She naturally responded to them with little jerks as she climaxed, though she couldn't wake up after a certain point.

 

[cgraven]

Loki loved the way that his little pets mastered and dominated these two stunning young human beauties and he savored how each of his beauties responded to their many lovers. Carroll the shy little honey blonde that had bucked and resisted her Mistress and had told Trisha time and again that what she was demanding of her was sinful, who only gave in to those demands after she had been sensually seduced and pushed over the edge did not seem to fight his imps but willing gave herself to them, her youthful hips arching to each, as they came to claim her delicious young pussy. And pushed her tight young ass back to meet their trust as they each came to claim her ass. A little smile played at the corners of her mouth even as those moist rip lips “O”ed around the cock that was pounding into sweet mouth and tight throat. Loki watched as the Carroll Wingate swallowed time and again seductively massaging the cock deep in her throat. It was obvious to Loki this was not the first time more than one creature had taken Carroll at the same time and he could see she was swept in the darkest ecstasy, with their rough and demanding attention.

Trisha Lockwood response was very different and yet despite the outward difference Loki could see the need that burned in the young chestnut haired beauty, for she like Carroll needed to be dominated mad to bend to her dark lovers’ needs. He saw the arousal and lust blossom in her soft blue eyes the harder she was restrained and deny of any ability to make a decision on what would happen to her next. The more severely that Trisha was restrained the harder she came for them. As the night wore on neither Carroll Wingate or her Mistress Trisha Lockwood knew how many of the imps had taken and used them. Even unconsciousness was not a reprieve, though their mind might be in a limbo, their gorgeous young bodies bucked, thrashed and twitched as they were still being fucked hard. In the end the two girls lay in a tangle of arms and legs the imps bodies pressed to them and on them like a seductive living blanket.

Loki was deep in thought as Carroll and Trisha lay prostrate at his feet in innocent oblivion as he consider which of his minions would enjoy their sweet nubile charms. A smile bowed his lips, Centaurs, yes. He could see his Black Stallions, half man, and half wild stallion in his mind eye as they took his soft pale beauties or maybe Satyr the horned half man half goat creatures such delightful decisions.
When Trisha and Carroll regained consciousness they were alone and yet once more they were clothed as young school girls. The sound of whinnying and hoof beats could be heard in the maze of Loki’s garden as he breathed,

“Run my young beauties! Run as if your life depended on it!”

His demonic laughter filled their hearts and minds and echoed throughout the maze of his garden.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha woke up to the sounds of hooves pounding at the ground. Upon the hearing her Masters voice, requesting them to run, her first instinct was to hold Carroll close. To keep her close this time and to protect her pet. That failed though as Carroll took off running before Trisha could fully comprehend what was happening.

All her muscles ached as she stood up, searching for a direction to run in. Behind her was closed off and she was faced with 'T', both left and right were open, yet that is where the bulk of the sounds were coming from. Almost like they were coming from both side to trap her and Carroll. Carroll ran to the right where she was instantly chased down when she made the corner.

After a few moments, Trisha decided to go straight where the sounds were more faded and it seemed less dangerous. She ran as fast as she could, though she was still weak from all the imps had done to her. Surprisingly though, none of her abused holes were in pain. Almost like her body prepared itself to be used again, each step she took brought out the fear.

Yet it is that fear that she thrives on now, ready to fight all over again if she needed to. The rings in her nipples and clit burned desire into her the more she ran, throbbing with need of their own. She froze for a moment when hearing soft hooves stepping around the corner behind her. Trisha tried to be quiet and tiptoe forward, sadly that direction led her into a dead end corner and in seconds she realized she's trapped.

Going back meant running into whatever creature hid around the corner. There's no climbing over the hedges as they were too tall. With one last hope, she made the effort to crawl under the brush in hopes to hide. Sadly she didn't think about her breathing or scent of arousal, let alone of these creatures can hear her racing heart.

 

[cgraven]

Loki smiled as Carroll quickly rose and took to her heels running. There was a monetary look of confusion, the scent of Trisha’s rising fear filled Loki’s nostrils, as she too took to her heels. His demonic laughter and the sound of pounding hooves chased the two fleeing beauties. Carroll in her headlong flight veered to the right at an intersection in Loki’s devilish maze the scream that echoed from her moist ripe lips told her Mistress that whatever chased them now had Carroll. Trisha veered to the left in her head long flight and ran into a dead end as the sounds of the pounding hooves closed in on her an in a treble fear filled moment it became clear that there would be no escape for her.

They had followed the scent of fear and arousal and veered left to follow the strongest scents, they began to slow and spread out to block the trail as they entered the cul-de-sac eager to see what delight was about to fall into their hands.

“My, what a pretty little filly.”

Trisha was faced with three large muscular Centaurs. Their dark ebony coats shimmering, their human skin as dark as a moonless night and their arms with muscles like bands of steel. The three Centaurs slowly circled the young chestnut haired beauty. They easily cut off her avenues of escape by blocking her with their massive bodies. Loki loved to watch his fiery little beauty efforts to fight her fate, to be completely dominated before she could truly cum and he knew that these three Centaurs had every intention of dominating this young human beauty and make her their whinnying little filly. As the circled Trisha their hand reached out to grab and maul her breasts, pinch her firm little derriere, and rip and her little schoolgirl uniform. No matter how Trisha tried to fight those off the centaurs slowly began to strip her to bear her gorgeous young body to their hungering eyes.

Where Trisha fought to avoid the fate that was once more closing in on her Little Golden Carroll had run straight into the arms of a groups of Satyrs. She was quickly surround, a wine skin lifted to her lips and the powerful combination of wine and an aphrodisiac slid down her slender throat to light and unholy fire in her supple young body. They did not tear at Carroll’s clothing but rather danced around the golden human beauty, as they stole passionate and demanding kisses. Their hands caressing and tempting her gorgeous young body as the Satyrs danced around Carroll. They laughed and giggled drunkenly as they tempted and seduce young Carroll as the damning aphrodisiac took effect in earnest.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha couldn't concern herself with where Carroll had run off to, nor what her screams meant. The only concern she had in this very moment is her own as three very large centaurs circled in around her. Each time they reached for her, she would slap at the hands, clawing at arms as they ripped the material from her. Before long she stood there in only the under garments that hid very little.

"My Master will not be pleased if you harm me..."

Of course she knew that was a lie, considering it is her Master who laughter filled the air and is the one that sent her out here. Still, she had to try and be tough, mainly to mask the fear that burned deeply into her core. The more she pushed away and fought though, the wetter she became, soaking right through the lacy panties.

It was easy to see how well endowed these creatures were, so much larger than the imps were and at one point she did lick her lips with desire. Then reality forced its way back and the fear that these creatures will rip her apart if they tried to shove those cocks into any of her holes. She didn't stand a chance in taking their entire cocks into her body, they were just too big.

When one of them reached out for her again, shredding her stockings and panties, she dropped to her knees and tried to crawl away when finding a gap. Oblivious to the mistake being on her hands and knees would create. Still, she fought where she could, kicking and even biting at anything that came near her.

 

[cgraven]

Trisha was a counter diction of emotions; on the one hand she fought tooth and nail against the Centaurs but on the other hand the rougher they were with this fiery little chestnut haired beauty the more arouse she became until the sweet musky scent of her arousal hung in the air a damning accusation of what she really wanted, needed.

“Such a fiery little Filly!”

One of the Centaurs laughed as another grabbed Trisha’s trim little ankle as she tried to escape them on her hands and knees.

“See how seductively she wiggles her tight little ass begging to be breed!”

They taunted the naked little thief as she felt hands close around her slender waist, even as she kicked scratched, and bit her attackers. Her little pathetic little struggles, so like a reluctant filly, which they only served to arouse the centaurs driving them mad with the desire to mount and breed the fiery little human filly. Trisha felt the tip of a cock pressed to her moist coral pink folds, slowly spreading them, as it wormed and forced it way into her pussy. As Trisha’s lips parted to scream she found another cock bouncing before her eyes begging, no demanding, that she take him into the moist warm heaven of her young succulent mouth.

 

[katalynn]

"NO! NO! I don't wish to be bred!! I am not an animal!"

Trisha screamed at their words as she felt hands grabbing her ankles. With all her effort she twisted in anyway she could to break free of the grip. That much effort and she still ended up feeling the head of a cock splitting her open, stretching her in ways she's never felt. Nothing could compare to the size that started to impale her and she did scream once that fat mushroom tip made her pussy its new home.

The one cock that bounced proudly before her tempted her, it called for her to taste it, the precum taunting her taste buds. Once the first cock split her more, pushing deeper and deeper, Trisha lost what resolve she had left and greeted the second one with a kiss. She wanted to keep fighting, the need is there and something told her to bite down on that proud cock.

Instead of biting though, she kissed it more lovingly than she expected too. Almost as if she lost control over her own body as the first centaur impaled her. The sheer size of his cock alone made Trisha lose any sense of reality as her body betrayed her, welcoming it until it couldn't accept anymore. She had no idea how much she honestly took in, but to her it felt like it would never end.

She did manage to claw into the legs of the centaur in front of her, clawing deep enough to make it sting him. It was both from her last attempt to fight and also the painful stretch of his partner buried deep in her pussy. She needed that restriction, craved to be bound in every way possible, yet she couldn't speak as she worshiped the second cock. Kissing it as if it were her only lover.

 

[cgraven]

"NO! NO! I don't wish to be bred!! I am not an animal!"

Sobbed as the centaurs dragged her to her fate. The stunning young chestnut haired beauty and positioned her as they desired to sample her sweet sexual charms. Oh how the little thief fought yet the more that Trisha fought the more restrictive her bondage was. These Half Man, Half Horse did not need ropes or chains to bind Trisha, their sheer physical strength, and towering domination had reduced to their hapless little sex toy. Laughter greeted Trisha as the creatures cock wormed it way into the young beauty’s tight little cunt. It had to be as large as a man’s forearm and though Trisha could not know it the centaur would not stop until his little human filly was fully impaled on his huge cock.

Loki watched as Trish Lockwood was so cruelly impaled. His laughter joined the Centaurs’ as Trisha’s little pink tongue slid across the sensual bow of her sweet ripe lips. The stunning young beauty was lost it seemed she could not help but to worship the cock before her sweet mouth, she kissed it so lovingly as the creature pressed his cock to her moist pink lips demanding that she take it into her warm sweet mouth. The last of the centaur knelt on his fore legs, his huge hands cupped the Trisha’s firm young breast, and he teased and torment her sensitive nipples until Trisha whimpered in her dark sexual need. At that moment The needle sharp teeth of the nipple clamps bit into the girl’s sweet delicate pale pink nipples. Almost as if she lost control over her own body, Trisha welcomed the first centaur was impaled her. The sheer size of his cock alone made Trisha lose any sense of reality as her body betrayed her, as the cock before her pressed more demandingly to enter the girl’s heavenly warm mouth, even as the last of her demanding suitors tortured her sensitive nipples.

“You shall bare us adorable little colts strong and swept and delicate little fillies possessed of your delicate beauty.”

The Centaur paused before continuing.

“The only question is which of us will put you in fold Miss Lockwood.”

Where Trisha was fighting her rapists, Carroll, her golden pet was, was welcoming the Satyrs her long silken legs spread wide for the Half Goat, Half Man welcoming them to use her delicate chaste young body as they desired. Carroll lay half on her side so that her dark lovers had access to both her tight little cunt and her dark forbidden puckered anus. Yet even this was not enough for sweet innocent Carroll was the tip of her little pink tongue slid across the bow of her lower lip in invitations for someone to fuck her moist warm mouth and angelic face, while her hands clutched and grasped in search for cocks to satisfy.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha didn't like what they were saying, deep down, her gut twisted in knots as they talked of breeding her. Despite that fear, she couldn't find the breath to protest against them. The idea alone brought tears and they pleaded with them to not do this. Hearing her Master's laughter brought out more tears as she knew he will allow them to breed her, to watch as their colts ruin her young body.

"Please.... Master...."

That ended up being as much as she could whisper before the cock at her mouth silenced her. She screamed onto that thick cock and arched painfully when teeth bit into her pierced nipples. Those teeth didn't disappear and remained latched as the third centaur kept torturing them. Trisha screamed while she kept trying to suck and take in more of his cock. She managed to get about half of it down her throat before she couldn't handle anymore, gagging and struggling to breathe.

Never thought she would take on such a huge cock before and here she is, with two of them impaling her. Both were fighting to reach her core and she could swear that their tips will be touching soon. Her eyes rolled shut as she bucked and writhed. Somewhere within all these sensations, she felt her hand being guided down to the third cock and instinctively she wrapped her fingers around it.

It took her several long moments before something snapped within her, a feeling that she has never experienced before. Not even Sheba's garden brought her to this level of pleasure and submission. All her struggles became more pleasurable, rolling her hips in ways that she's never done before. Doing what she can to give and receive as much pleasure as possible. In this state, nothing mattered to her, she needed more and her body did the begging for her.

 

[cgraven]

"Please.... Master...."

Trisha sobbed as the fear of bearing these creatures folds would do to her both mentally and physically. After all Trisha was still little more than a scared teenager at the moment despite her life with the mob and what she had become in this world of demons.

The young Chestnut haired beauty soon found herself doubly impaled, her tight little pussy and cunt stretched as never before in her young life as the Centaur’s huge cock relentlessly bored into her tight chaste body. While at the same time another incredibly large centaur cock forced its way into Trisha’s mouth, her sweet moist “O”ed lips painfully stretched as she took more and more of those cocks into her tight little body even as the rid of the centaurs teased and tormented Trisha’s aching breasts and nipples.

Loki watched as something seemed to snap, no not snapped but rather was loosed. He watched as the young girls desperate efforts to fight back suddenly became wanton efforts to take as much of their cock into her as she could. Trisha’s rolling her hips in ways that she's never done before, all her struggles became more pleasurable, more wanton, in a quest to receive as much pleasure as possible. Loki could see that now nothing mattered to this stunning young beauty but the pleasure she was receiving, and equally important that she was giving to these terrible creatures, it was if Trisha needed to be dominated, forced, and compelled, both physically and mentally to submit to reach incredible, and unimaged pleasure and violent soul searing orgasms.

Loki turned his attention from the bucking and gorgeous, supple young body of Trisha. As her screams of pleasure vibrated around the cock that brutally fucked her angelic face. Her Master’s attention turned to Carroll Wingate. Where Carroll seemed to open her long silken legs, sweet little mouth, as he delicate hands reached for more cocks Loki realized that despite appearances that Carroll was also being forced to submit, not by the Satyrs, but by her own desire to cum for them. He realized that the gang rape that had taken Carroll’s virginity had left this stunning young honey blonde, needed many males using her body a onetime to reach the ecstasy that her supple young body so desired. Soon he would bring his sweet little pets together so he could enjoy their suffering as they saw each other so cruelly used.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha lost all sense of reality, even that dream like haze was lost to her as nothing more than sheer pleasure consumed her whole. She was nothing more than a rag doll for these centaurs, they each took their turns more than once, yet they never came. Trisha worked so willingly and with a hunger unlike anything she's ever known, doing everything humanly possible to make these centaurs cum. She wanted to taste their cum, to fill it flooding into her depths... to be bathed in their seed.

When an unimaginable amount of time had slipped through her finger, barely hanging onto that thread of consciousness, unable to comprehend why they haven't reached their climax. A split second flashed through, questioning if she is good enough, if she isn't pleasing them well enough to make them cum. She sucked, fucked, and stroked them all lovingly and with more intimacy than she has ever shown. Still, they kept denying her what she truly wanted.... Their seed...

When the cock pulled from her throat and emptied her mouth, presumably switching to another hole.. Trisha broke down and sobbed, begging them with her hoarse cries as tears streamed down her flushed cheeks.

"Please.... Please... fill me with your seed!! I beg of you... please... let me taste it... let it flood into my womb... Please... I need your seed... breed me .... Please... I ... fill me with cum..."

 

[cgraven]

Loki watched as the centaurs dominated Trisha as they fucked and tormented her. Yet it was if they knew what she most desired and refused to grant her that dark sinful fulfillment. The little thief was whimpering and sobbing when she made her desperate plea and confession.

"Please.... Please... fill me with your seed!! I beg of you... please... let me taste it... let it flood into my womb... Please... I need your seed... breed me .... Please... I ... fill me with cum..."

The largest of the centaur ebony stallions, whispered into Trisha’s ear.

“So you want us to breed you Miss Lockwood.”

As he spoke the tip of his cock brushed Trisha’s coral pink folds, as he teased her with the promise of what she so desperately desired.

“To make you are little human filly, to make you are willing little human brood Mare ?”

The tip of his cock nudged open those hot moist folds, to press against the girl’s throbbing clit, that dark promise to fulfill her darkest desire becoming more real by the second and yet he still denied her.

“Well Miss Lockwood?”

If Trisha was to gain what she wanted, what she needed, oh god what she craved Trisha would have to surrender to them completely of her own will.

 

[katalynn]

The fear of creating life for these creatures did still linger, even more so as he taunted her. And yet, she has been filled with so much cum from the imps and her Master, that if she is already bearing, there is no telling what she will give birth to. Ming had once promised her that she would not bear anything, that he didn't want her perfect body to get ruined. Sheba Kaw and Loki both have not made such a promise, for all she knew there could easily be life growing in this belly of hers.

However, his cock teasing her abused clit had her bucking weakly towards him as he kept speaking. These fears were just a distance fear now though, something the subconscious was trying to bring to life. Unfortunately for the subconsciousness, her needs and desires kept that fear locked away as there is only one thing she craved right now. Also, if her Master didn't want her to bear life, she was certain he would take care of it.

Slowly she opened her eyes to finally meet his gaze while her lips parted as though she was about to kiss him. Oh she so wanted to kiss his perfect mouth, however he needed an answer, he expected an answer from her. Without any real hesitation and with the proof that her next few words were speaking the truth showing in her eyes.

"Yes.... Please... Please... allow this filly to have your seed.... Please... This filly needs the pleasure that only searing hot seed can give... Breed your little filly... Please.. Sir..."

Hearing the words pour from her own lips sounded strange to her, yet the way her body writhed and bucked up towards his cock.. she didn't care what she said. Just as long as she got what this body of hers needed. All she can do is trust in her Master while providing entertainment to him and having a desire to keep pleasuring the centaurs.

 

[cgraven]

Loki could see that Trisha was in agony and he drank in the young thief’s powerful emotions and sufferings and he grew strong as he savored their heady seductive taste. He smiled as Trisha whimpered,

"Yes.... Please... Please... allow this filly to have your seed.... Please... This filly needs the pleasure that only searing hot seed can give... Breed your little filly... Please.. Sir..."

The little thief’s angelic voice was at the point of breaking as her gorgeous young body sought a closer, more intimate, contact with the Centaur that was mounting her. His fingers entwined into Trisha’s silken chestnut hair, he bent her head back, his head lowered until his lips were just a breath away from hers.

“You will make the most beautiful colts and fillies Miss Lockwood!”

Before Trisha could say anything his mouth crushed to hers, he trust his tongue deeply into the summer sweetness of her mouth, his tongue entwining with hers as he led the young thief in a dance as old as time its self. He thrust his hips forward impaling Trisha’s petite lithe little body on the huge girth of his cock. Dark shimmering ebony coat and hands against pale ivory skin in stark contrast as the centaur stallion fucked his little human filly as his demanding kiss deepened and lingered, as it demanded Trisha’s complete surrender to him. The centaur stallion was relentless as he pounded into Trisha Lockwood. Then he granted what she so desperately needed as he came deep within her fertile young womb his cum filling her as she had never been filled before in her young life. His lips finally slipped from hers.

“Is this what you wanted Miss Lockwood, is this what you need my proud little filly, what you craved my dear.”

He continued pounding into her tight little cunt.

“Whinny for me Miss Lockwood...whinny for me and tell me what you will deny me!”

 

[katalynn]

Any rational thought and wild flare that Trisha started with had faded and that demanding kiss was more proof of her submission. Her Master still lingered in the depths of that haze, yet she gave into that kiss as if it is the only thing that mattered in her world. This centaur had every part of Trisha she could possibly, her heart, mind, soul and body... All of it were in his hands in that very moment. She couldn't even beg her true Master to be rescued if she wanted to. The only thing she is capable of as this centaur claimed her .. is do anything he desired.

She returned his demanding kiss with one of her own, eager and hungry for more. He became a drug to her as he pounded into her, forcing her into an endless roller coaster of orgasms. Trisha screamed into the kiss and felt her belly swell as he filled it with the searing hot seed. It coated her abused tunnel and felt hotter than any other cum that has been spilled into her.

When he eventually broke the kiss, Trisha gasped and cried out as the fresh air hit her and her eyes were rolling shut. There wasn't any thought or humiliation as she obeyed his request, whinnying and screaming when the next climax over took her.

"..... filly.... denies... nothing... to you Sir.."

She could barely get the words out and her eyes barely opened to show that she meant it, allowing him to see into her soul as the orgasms consumed her. Also he can see the sheer exhaustion in that glazed over look she had, nothing but pure bliss and lust filling that gaze. Weakly she gave another whinny for him, proving he had her complete submission.

 

[cgraven]

Trisha melted in to that demanding kiss. The centaur completely dominated the young thief physically, mentally, and even spiritually as he fucked her gorgeous young body and built her will to his, as his power and the pleasure he brought to Trisha seared her young soul. When he asked her what she would deny him the young chestnut haired beauty gasped,

"..... Filly.... denies... nothing... to you Sir.."

Her voice was little more than a breathy whisper. His cum filled Trisha’s as he grunted one last time.

“If you will deny me nothing my proud little Filly than please my brother as you have pleased me.”

His hot moist breath washed over Trisha’s face, one last kiss before he drew his cock from her body. Before she could say or do anything else another centaur mounted Trisha.

“You said you would deny me nothing my proud little filly!”

 

[katalynn]

Trisha couldn't decide if she was in heaven or hell... Dead or alive... They never truly bound her and yet she acted as though she was very much bound as the second centaur took position. She didn't move.. couldn't move as he began to press into her now extremely abused cunt. By this time she can feel the difference in their size, this one was a few good inches smaller than the one that gave her his seed first. Yet she welcomed the cocked into her body with a willingness she's never known before.

"Please.... Breed me.... Allow this filly to have your seed... Please..."

He wanted her to be just as pleasing to this one and with that she begged and pleaded for his seed. Going so far as to whinny like a filly in heat as she pressed back onto his cock. Every fiber in her body hurt, even her bones ached and begged for rest. The cum filling her womb made her feel full and the small swell in her abdomen made her appear as though she is already bearing.

However, she knew subconsciously that she had to remain awake, that there are two more that she must accept seed from. Again she whinnied weakly with the state of mind that she is in fact their little filly, so eager to be bred for them.

 

[cgraven]

"Please.... Breed me.... Allow this filly to have your seed... Please..."

Trisha pleaded and begged this second centaur that had just mounted her. The young chestnut beauty was lost to her own lust and dark desires and cravings. She was now a most willing participant as she now pressed back to meet each powerful thrust of the centaur that fucked her, and like his brother demanded this little human filly’s completed surrender to his will and to his lust for her.

Loki loved each time that Trisha whinnied like a little filly in heat as the centaurs used her and fucked her tight little cunt. When the second centaur had taken his pleasure from Trisha’s gorgeous and exhausted young body, his cum flooding her fertile young womb. Her Master watched as the third centaur mounted the exhausted little thief. His body molded to hers as he whispered in Trisha’s ear.

“I shall be the one who puts you in fold.”

He then nibbled Trisha’s ear lobe.

Carroll had been well fucked by the Satyrs but they had tired of the willing young golden beauty. It was then that she came to the attention of the centaurs as was dragged to where they were eagerly fucking her Mistress.

“Look at what we found a little golden human filly!”

Their hands explored Carroll supple young body, mauled her firm young breasts and probed the tightness of her pussy and tight little ass.

“Let's breed this little beauty as well!”

As a hug cock pressed to Carroll tight little pussy the young golden beauty screamed, her soft blue eyes imploring her mistress to save her. As Carroll’s delicate pussy was impaled on the hug cock a single word escaped her moist ripe lips.

MISTRESSSSSSSSSSSS……….

 

[katalynn]

Trisha did everything in her power to stay awake, forcing herself to move with the second Centaur, writhing and rolling her hips as much as humanly possible. Though when he came, filling her womb with more seed and forcing her tummy to swell just a bit more, Trisha was paralyzed. Every muscle and nerve in her body went completely numb, if it wasn't for feeling the third centaur taking his place, her mind would have went too.

"Please.... Master... breed your little filly... she deny you nothing... this filly craves for your seed..."

She was so far gone mentally that she hadn't realized she had called this one Master. In fact she barely even comprehended what he whispered. Though as he nibbled on her ear, she whimpered and pressed her hips towards him, impaling herself onto his cock. Despite how depleted her energy is, she still ached and craved to satisfy this third one. A need so deep that she will do anything for his seed and to be pleasing for him.

There was a scream that filled the air and for a split second, Trisha recalled who that voice belongs to. However, the only response Carroll received was hearing her Mistress whinny as she climaxed. Trisha tried to look in the general direction of where Carroll was being held, though she didn't see anything past the lust. All she saw were the other centaurs and hungered for their cocks that hung when they walked. Turning her attention back to the third one impaling her, Trisha whinnied again as her way of begging him. Doing what she could to lean up and kiss him with a need that she never knew could exists.

 

[cgraven]

"Please.... Master... breed your little filly... she deny you nothing... this filly craves for your seed..."

Trisha pleaded as the third centaur mounted her. She was lost to the burning, throbbing, and cravings of her gorgeous, traitorous, young body. Despite her exhaustion the adorable little thief pushed back impaling herself on the centaur’s demanding cock. Loki could see that the young chestnut haired beauty was exhausted and nearly physically and mentally spend. He also knew that the fourth centaur would also come to claim her as a breeding filly. He now turned his attention to young golden Carroll Wingate.

Her piercing scream had filled his garden of earthly torment as the huge black ebony stallion mounted her. The young girl desperately tried to escape him yet his hands easily encircled her trim little waist holding her captive to her fate and his lust for her tight young body. Where Carroll had accepted her gang rape by the Satyrs she now fought this lone centaur tooth and nail.

“MISTRESS!”

Carroll wailed as the Centaur’s cock forced its way into her tight little pussy and cunt. Her soft blue eyes sought Trisha’s begging her Mistress to save her. Yet there was rescue for her. As Carroll’s lips parted once more to scream a second centaur’s fingers entwined in the girl’s silken golden hair, as her shoved the tip of his cock into her sweet moist mouth obscenely stretching those rip supple lips around his cock. Loki noticed how the young golden seemed to calm as the second centaur forced his attentions on her. And when the fourth began to pinch, pull, and tugged at her nipples as he mauled her breasts Carroll became the most adorable and compliant little filly not only accepting them but becoming a very eager participant in her breeding, a contented little smile tugging at the corners of her “O”ed lips.

So sweet innocent little Carroll could only come when she was being gang raped. Well Loki would see to it that Carroll would have her fill of lovers.

 

[katalynn]

The third centaur lasted the longest out of the other two, forcing Trisha to fight harder and harder to remain conscious. By the time the fourth took position, Trisha couldn't repeat what she has been begging for, the most she could do is whinny for him. Her eyes rolled shut as his massive cock plunged right into her very abused and raw tunnel. She all but passed out until he forcefully drove three very thick fingers into her used anal. The force in which he used snapped her eyes wide open as she bucked up to those invasive fingers.

Faintly she heard Carroll scream again until it was all silent and she looked one last time, she saw Carroll dancing between two centaurs.... Her centaurs.. Yet, Trisha couldn't be jealous, there wasn't any energy left in her to be jealous. This fourth centaur made certain that all of her attention went to him. When she looked at Carroll, his free hand grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her back.

This one was by far the roughest one out of all of them and he took no mercy on her tight holes. At one point he let go of her hair and forced his fingers into her mouth. In which Trisha sucked on greedily, proof that she is in fact still conscious. She had no idea when the world turned to blackness, or the exact point of which he finished using her body.

Yet, there wasn't anymore fighting to stay conscious when she felt his seed pouring into her already full womb. Her body twitched and jerked as it instinctively curled up on the ground, barely feeling the massive amount of seed spilling out of her. Faintly she thought she whinnied one last time, however she honestly couldn't be certain.

 

[cgraven]

Trisha had been taken and used as never before in her young life. She had been reduced to a need little thing begging to be breaded, used and abused. She gave herself willing to the Centaurs that used her when she could hardly speak the little thief whinnied for them for she had become their little human filly.

Carroll had fought the centaurs’ right up to the moment that the second centaur had cum to her and forced his cock into her sweet little mouth. At that moment as the two used her she welcome them into her flawless chaste young body. She adoringly suckled the cock that had forced its way into her mouth. Carroll eagerly pushed back impaling her delicious little pussy on the cock that was now fucking her. Carroll was lost in her obscene ecstasy as if incapable of resisting them. It was if Carroll need more than one to achieve her sexual release.

Loki watched as both his little kittens were fucked to oblivion. Even unconscious the Centaurs in their lust fucked both Trisha and Carroll. In the end as they tired of their two little human fillies they wandered off leaving both naked beauties laying in each other’s arms as if seeking warm and comfort from their mere proximity to each other. When they awoke they would be once more dressed as chaste young catholic school girls. Loki pondered which of his little pets would enjoy them next, perhaps a dragon or two would be fun. Loki’s demented laughter caressed the unconscious beauties as they were bound together to be used and suffer together for his pleasure.

 

[katalynn]

There were more than a few times when Trisha would rouse to the screams of her pet. Or from the intensity of her own orgasms that quite literally ripped her soul apart. These few waking moments never felt real to her though. Somewhere in between being alive and floating as if in a dream or perhaps ghostly. However, whatever cock that was ramming into her would be the confirming moment of her reality.

It went on for hours it seemed, maybe even days. Trisha had no way of knowing as she whinnied when she could and thrashed in pure pleasure. By the time they were done with her, she couldn't move a single muscle and her belly so swollen with cum that one would think she is bearing their colts. The last time she opened her eyes, she barely saw them finish using her sweet pet. As she laid on the ground next to Trisha, a very faint smile of raw bliss played on Carroll's lips.

That smile somehow brought out a tinge of jealousy as the Centaurs were hers and she didn't want to share them. However, that is the very last thing she felt before darkness fully consumed her in every way possible. She had dreams of her Master, almost as if he is reminding her of who the true Master is. The centaurs were not her Master even though she cried out to them as though they were.

These dreams made certain that Loki alone is the center of her world again, letting the promises she made to the centaurs fade. Making her wake up to the idea that they never happened in the first place. When she did wake up, the only thing that reminded her that it did happen is the throbbing ache between her legs and her sore throat. Although, they were not extremely painful and for some reason she craved for more.

She glanced around to see where she is now, expecting to be either with the centaurs or in Loki's bed. Yet she found herself laying next to her golden pet, chained together by their collars this time. Soon, no far from where they were laying, Trisha heard a deep dark growling that came from the shadows. Her first initial thought was a dog, however many animals growl and none ever sounded quite as deep as this one did.

 

[cgraven]

That low gruel that shook the maze brought a smile to Loki’s thin lips. No so much gruel as a trumpeting, an announcement, that something evil was coming, coming for Trisha and her sweet golden pet Carroll. The two young human beauties dressed as innocent young schoolgirls and there was about these two young beauties a scent of innocence despite all they had been through. Loki stilled and even he trembled at the approach of this fearful creature. The demon Lord hid his face from the creature.

His great serpentine eyes beheld the two young human beauties. One fair, her pale skin flawless, her golden beauty breath taking. The other flowing chestnut hair her skin equally flawless but with a creamy ivory quality to it. His great forked tongue slithered from between his this lips as he tasted their intoxicating scent on the air. He was nothing but a shifting shadow in Loki’s garden of earthly torments.

“Look at each other!”

He commanded both Trisha and Carroll. He had not spoken as the other in their living nightmare had but had spoken in to their minds his words dark and echoing in their young souls. The two young beauties could not flee from one another as they had in the past for they were now chained together. His consciousness probed both the young girl’s minds as if this massive creature was searching for something.

“Miss Wingate my little golden kitten strip Miss Lockwood for me.”

Carroll felt the touch of the unseen creature’s mind on hers. Stripping her Mistress was the last thing she wanted to do and yet she could feel her hands rising to Trisha’s school tie, slowly sensually loaning it and drawing from her mistress’ throat. As if she had no control over what she was doing Carroll slipped Trisha’s school blazer from her shoulders letting it flutter to the floor. As if her hands had a mind of their own, Carroll found them going to the buttons of her Mistress’s blouse.

“Do not move Miss Lockwood do not touch Miss Wingate.”

Now the creature’s voice echoed in Trisha’s young agile mind and she was held, standing before Carroll as surely as she were bound.

Loki watched as shy little Carroll began to strip her mistress each move sensual seductive as she slowly bared Trisha’s body to all. Like a puppet dancing for the puppet Master as he pulled the strings, an adorable little golden puppet unable to resist no matter how much she may want to.