The wondering elf ((LordLuck))

HornyPussycat21

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Annabell
18
Long blonde straight hair that stops lower back, bright blue eyes, 4,6, 36D, curvy body

I giggled as I pulled myself up onto the highest branch, before my sister's could see me. I put my hand over my mouth as I waited for them. When the came running from the tree's they stopped in the open field. "Do you see her?" My youngest sister, Emily, asked. I bounced on my heels a bit as I looked down at my sister's from the large tree branch I stood on, bare foot. My blonde hair blowing slightly in the wind, from the cool mid-afternood air. I held back a giggle as they looked around, behind trees, under bushes. "Annabell, come on! Where'd you go?" My eldest sister, Gabriella, called before she turned her head up to the branch I was standing upon.

Quickly, I moved back, so the red and yellow leaves shielded me from her gaze. After a few moments of her eyes scanning the tree top her head moved towards the North. "Come on girls, let's see if she went this way." Gabriella said before she ran towards there village, my three sister's following closes.

When I could no longer hear there foot step's I carefully jump down from the branch I was on, down to the one a few feet below. I continued this until I landed on the forest ground, my large breasts boucing a bit from behind the small fox pelt the covered them. I looked around, listening to make sure my sister's didn't return as I brushed the matching red fox pelt that covered the lower half of my body, stopping just below my ass.

I brushed my hair out of my face before I took off running again, the opposite direction of my sister's. I could hear animal's running around me, a few just watching me run past them. After a while of running I needed up by a fairly large pond. I was sure my sister's wouldn't come this far to find me so I stopped and leaned against a tree. I closed my eyes and panted for a minute, waiting for my breath to come back to me. Suddenly I heard a twig break and my eyes opened, my eyes scanning the woods.

After a moment I released that was just a small fawn and it's mother here to get a drink. I pushed off the tree and slowly walked over to the pond. They looked over at me as I approached, but they didn't run. When I was put the egde of the pond I slowly got down on my knne's to watch them.

I alway's did enjoy watching the wild life around me. It was alway so calming to her. After a moment the doe's head shot up and looked behind me. She stayed frozen for a moment before she and the fawn ran away. I shot up and turned around to see what had frightened the deer so much, only to see nothing. What the hell? I thought as I looked around.
 
There was a sudden noise coming from the nearby wood when something Annabell had never seen before emerged. It was a monstrous beast, a creature out of the most bawdy and lewd of legends. A being people mocked, but feared with the same intenstity. Panic ran through most people's veins when someone like him was laid eyes upon.

For a dangerous creature had appeared for her.

It's lower quarters were those of a goat, the twisted legs marking the ground with small imprints. The beast was furred, with a slighlty muscles although chunky torso, and long human-like arms. Those were powerful enough to face any enemy it might had. It's bearded face spotted a couple of wide hipnotic eyes, and over it's long, braided hair stood a couple of small horns.

For a Satyr had emerged from the wood.

And Annabell knew she was done for. Every animal fled from the Satyr's for the savage, primal lust took over everything and everyone. They would hump against any beasts they've found until passing out of their own rocking forth and back. And to Annabell despair, that fawn and doe fled from this beast.

A beast that would have her, for he smiled as he laid eyes over her.
 
Annabell's eyes widened a bit as she looked over the Satyr. She bit her lip as she looked ovewr the beast for a moment. She knew she should be running, but she couldn't help it. She had never seen one, well at least alive. If there was ever a Satyr in the area the warrior in there group would take care of them. She was no where near where the warriors looked.

After a moment Annabell shook her head and backed up, stepping into the cool pond water. She shivered hard for a moment, unsure if it was from fear or because of the water. She turned her head and looked around him, making sure he was alone.

"I can out run him." She thought with a bit of doubt. She was one of the fastest elves in her tribe, but would that be fast enough to out run a Satyr? She had no idea.

After a brief moment she turned around quickly and darted out of the water and into the woods, the direction her tribe lived.
 
It was a poor course of action.

Few creatures in the whole Creation could outrun a horny Satyr, and Annabell should know that. Of course that he had appeared where she was with her sisters, seeking for some elven maidens to mate with, for that was what their nature sent for them to do. Satyr's mated. The horrid creature laughted wildly as he runned after her.

In a jump, the Satyr tackled Annabell.

The elven maiden rolled on the ground with the Satyr grabbing at her waistline. He giggled and laughted all the while, finding her fear of him all too much fun. For he knew what happened once he had gotten her, and it would hardly be pleasant for the girl.

"C'Mon, sweetie! Give this pal some sugar."
 
Annabell screamed in fear as she was tackled to the hard round. She was turned around so she was aying on her, facing the Satyr. "Please let me go!" She yelled in fear as he held her by the waist. "Let me go!" She screamed as she tried to kick him away from her, but he was way to strong for her.

Tears filled the young elfseyes as she listened to him laugh at her as she struggled. Her breath started to come in loud hard pants as she placed her hands over his, scratching at them. She started to scream loud, hoping she was close enough to the tribe that they would come and help her.
 
"Oooh, a fighter! I love fighters! Make up for a more intersting humpin', you see?"

The dirty little Satyr laid her over his short, bent over shoulders. His inhuman strenght had surprised Annabell, and there was little she could do despite her feverish stuggle. She dug her nails against his hands, but he seemed to ignore the scratches as he jumped through the woods, carrying her away into the forest.

She screamed. She screamed loud and long, but none came to her help. What if... what if her screams were attracting her sisters towards the Satyr? Than instead of only one defiled maiden, he'd have a number of then to choose from. Finally, as they've reached another brooke, he threw her against the floor, giggling a little for her.

"Now, now, sweetie.", he said as he held her tight by the hair. "You'll stop screaming. Stop struggling. Or things might get a little bit hard for you."
 
Annabell placed her hands over the one that was holding her hair. "Go to hell!" She snapped as she tried to get away from him. "Let. Me. Go!" She yelled out, she kicked her legs as she scratched his hands. Her father warned her about Satyr. They had one thing on there minds. Mating, mating, and more mating.

The very thought of that scared her enough to make tears fill her blue eyes. She pressed her legs together as she got up on her knees., trying to loosen his hold on her. "Please, release me. I need to get back to my family before they come looking for me." She said softly.
 
"You will get back to them, little girl. You will. But not now. Now, we're having some fun."

The words of the Satyr were so omnious that somehow, Annabell knew it was not true. She would never see anyone again lest she wanted the Satyr raping all of her sisters as well. The monstrous creature jerked her against the rough ground, and as she closed her legs he rotated her body to face down, pulling her hips up high in order to have them soaring up the air.

"Ooh, now that's a nice behind you have, lass!", he said as he shamelessly groped on her behind, lifting the fox pelt that concealed her intimate parts.
 
Annabell closed her eyes tight as tears ran down her cheek. She shook in disgust as his hands ran over her bare ass. "Stopppp." She said as she balled her hands up into fist. She squirmd a bit on the floor as the cold air move over his most private spots.

Thoughts of her sisters, worried. Her parents, gather people to look for her filled her head. "I'm begging you, release me please." She said truely scaried, worried about what might happen to her.
 
"Aww, don't cry, girl. I'll let you go soon enough."

The Satyr fully intended to release Annabell, although, of course, he would only do so once he was sure she had been impregnated. That's how the Satyr's work. The creature started to touch her behind, his hand coming to brush against her womanhood. Her furless womanhood. At the first time, he merely laid his knotted fingers against it, but now he was probing her lips.

"Now, dear..."
 
She froze a bit as he touched her pussy. The first thing to really touch her pussy and it was by force. Something she never wanted. After a brief moment of silence she kicked her legs out and kicked his own leg.

She quickly scrabbled forward, hopping to get away from him. She knew it was stupid to try, but she really didn't want this. She heard that Satyr's kept fucking the same person until they were hundred percent sure that female was pregnant. She didn't want that. That couldn't happen to her.
 
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