Sacrifice
Sacrifice
Okay, I am French so you might spot grammar, verb tense and syntax error here and there in this story. Even if I corrected it with 'Word' there is sure errors remaining. If you are English purist who can't read something if it isn't perfect, maybe you should read another. Hehe.
As for other who is still willing, here is the usual topo:
M/F Rape with Gore and what some could call Macro
Isaka is a little isolated village far away from its capital. Populated by superstitious people who know how to rely on themselves rather than their supposed defenders, the city is sometimes caught in a real panic each decade.
Today is that day. All over the village, citizen runs around screaming, searching something. All started few days ago as they received a message that neither came on scroll nor carried by a messenger. As they finds what they been seeking, screams begins to raises, cry as well. The panicking villagers dragging a girl against her will trough the streets, she struggle and fight while her mother is behind, held back my more of the villagers.
That girl is a young adult that been learning sewing recently. She is skilled at it, thanks to her mother that taught her how to in the past years. Despite her advanced age for this village where elders rarely reach 40, the petite 5 feet 6 femme with almost no bust looks more like a little kitten than the young adult she is. Would it be for this reason or for another, she never had any kind of troubles; she even never had a man to spend time with. What's her name? It's not really important! For she soon arrive in the village center where awaits her fate
In no, time she is chained to a post by the villagers. While peoples are running around her like shadows to her eyes, she still hears mother's cries, until a sound from afar silences them. It sounded like a rock avalanche in the nearby mountain, which isn't rare recently. But it was enough to scare everyone. Within few seconds, she is let alone to her post. Even her mother disappeared to let place to a heavy silence.
Into surrounding houses, villagers had hidden themselves for what's to come. Not waiting long, a large shadow covered their house. It could be a cloud over the sun, but a yelp and some chain sound are suddenly break silence before it return along with the sun. Rising to look by a window, one villager would confirm the kitty girl is gone, broken chain still hanging from the post with a little tuft of her fur.
With this, villagers slowly exit their houses and the village recovers its calm within few days.
The girl been taken by surprise. From her place, she only saw the shadow before something heavy sent wind to raise the dust around her. Closing eyes in the surprise and fear, she felt something strong squeeze her shoulder before she is snapped off her post. Before she would struggle, the wing around her intensify and she hear loud flapping.
When she finally manages to open eyes, she only sees mini houses under her feet. Panicking and struggling, the girl hits the pillar above her shoulder, thinking it's still her post. But her struggles only speed up her demise. Not used to altitude, she faint due to lack of air.
When her senses return, she feels awfully comfortable, so comfortable that she doesn't immediately remember what happened. Rolling on what feels like the comfortable bed she had at home, her eyes opens to suddenly reminds her she isn't home. Only seeing rock above her, she sits quickly and looks around, finding herself in a rocky cave. Not entry to be seen anywhere around, the feline observe where she is, realizing the spacious room is empty of furniture beside for the bed she is on and a little table. On this table, a slice venison and some water, each in luxurious silverware.
All this seemed awfully good and she couldn't resist. Feeling like she didn't eat in days, the feline eats and swallows what's there for her. Barely second after she swallowed the last droplet of water, she hears something behind her. She turns around quick to face it but she freeze in fear. Eyes wide, she sees a large form jump from an opening she didn't notice before. High up and out of reach: the only exit to her prison.
The ground would quake as the form she seen up there lands in the room. At this, the feline stumbles back on her rump and can only crawls back against the wall at the towering creature rushes her. She'd let out a huff as air is knocked out of her lungs when the beast press its snout to her belly and chest at once. His eyes shifting up, he looks straight in her eyes. Despite her attempt to avoid it, contact is made for a second... just enough for the female feline to understand. This sight was easy to decipher: Lust, a raging lust like only rut can trigger. Plus, a thick musk begins spread, filling her trills
Immediately, the feline try to push back the head that pins her to the wall as she looks at the enormous creature before her. It's a dragon, she somewhat knew from the start, but refused to accept it.
Unable to push the heavy beast off, she begins to kicks. But all it triggered was a sharp motion of his head that sent of up in the air. Landing heavily on the rocky ground, the feline try to raise back, in pain, but shadow engulf her in no time. Looking up with a whine, the large dragon stands above her and send he back in laying position with a shove of his snout. Now aware the creature wants her to stay still, she obeys. That's how she realized the creature is a male. While like that, her eyes wandered down to avoid another eye contact with the creature and spotted swollen flesh near the tail base. From the cloacae, the dragon's phallus extends. Squirming tauntingly like a worm out of its hole, the prehensile tool leaks seminal fluid on ground, not far from the feline's feet.
At this, the girl crawls backward again, which only seemed to amuse the dragon. A low growl however, its all the dragon needed to freeze the feline again. Placing his fores aside of the girl, the dragon lowers his hinds: A move that can only mean one thing. Eyes going wide, the feline shakes head as she watches the beast's enormous tool 'That gonna kill me!' she think with horror. Limp as it is, it's already as thick as her arm.
With a calculated weight, the dragon pins her head and upper body with his chest before spreading wings for balance. Despite the dire need of the rut, the dragon moves carefully to avoid killing the girl before her time has come. By doing this he shows a dexterity he gained with years of abusing of this village's maidens.
Maw opening, the dragon let out a low rumble when he feels her squirm under him. Arching his back, the overheated flesh of the beat presses within her legs. Unable to wave arms under his chest and not wanting to kick in fear of opening him the way, she stays still. Yet, the phallus alone had more strength than her, its squirms would force her legs open, coating them with the warm slimy secretion that covers it. Little later, the very tip of the fat flesh is pressing to her fold.
Closing eyes tight, baring teeth, she waits the inevitable. Not having to wait long the dragon gives a strong thrust, shoving himself into the feline. She'd scream her pain as she feels like her body is thorn, which isn't totally false. To her, the dragon filled her completely at once. But to the dragon, it was just a little test to see how stretchable she was. Pulling back, his limp tip wears the crimson mark common to a broken toy.
Pleased by what he felt, now sure the girl was truly a virgin when she arrived, the dragon shifts his hips to positions himself. No longer holding back, the limp prehensile phallus would begins to swell, away of the feline's sight. Hardening, taking its natural curve, deploying its fleshy barbs while bumps forms along the underside. The dragon is soon ready and waste no time.
Swaying forward, the dragon stabs in the sobbing feline. The swollen head of his tool pushed in with his strength, he felt no real resistance, just the constant rip feeling around his tool and the scream of the female bellow. Pushing with no intention to stop to let the little one recover, the dragon bare teeth before a spasm throw him forward, tearing through the feline's cervix to lodge himself in her womb, only part of her able to hold his girth without tearing. That's where the dragon finally stops. Of course, the dragon is far from the hilt, but if he wants the creature to live long enough, he'll have to accept this limit.
Pulling back, the dragon feels suction as the outstretched walls hugs tightly at his tool. There wasn't much blood despite the serious injury he caused, and as far as his phallus remains in, she shouldn't empty her veins too quick. However, despite their fleshy nature, the barbs that cover the dragon's tip would rakes painfully to the tight walls that hug them. With a growl, ignoring the girl's constant screams, the dragon thrust back in hard, bumping his head to the wall of her womb. Pulling back immediately, he begins to roughly pumps in her. Thrust after thrust, barbs rakes her walls at each backward motion, causing more of her blood covers the dragon's maleness. Also, the bumps along the underside, brings little amount of it each time they pops out, forming a little pool around the feline's rear.
At some point, she stops screaming and just sobs as she feels the dragon pushing in and out of her. With no love or affection, the dragon breeds the little one as if she was a dragoness, even using the strength and pace only a dragoness could stand. Yet something is missing. Little by little, the dragon forgets about the little silent feline under him and gives in to his instinct fully. His strength getting harder, thrusts more insistent, he begins to bash against her womb wall until his pleasure become too high. Blinded by lust and need, he mistakes her womb wall with the cervix of a dragoness. So, he thrusts hard, pushing in the feline to hilt himself.
Ripping through the womb wall, his tool tearing and pushing aside everything else, the feline remains still in shock. As the dragon's groin hit hers for the first time, she coughs some blood. Feeling weak almost instantly, she can feel the dragon continue to pumps in her harshly, using his whole length. But in this state, she isn't feeling pain anymore. Her vision shrink and the loud sapping sounds of mating and dragon growls become distant.
Yet, the dragon holds one more thing for her. As her last moments arrive, she can hear a distant roar even if all the other sounds were muted. As darkness engulfs her, incredible warmth spreads quickly through her body, then its over.
Rolling into a comfortable bed, the feline wakes up. Blinded by the light, she paws her belly then to her sweat covered forehead. Rubbing her eyes a bit, she blinks to adjust to the bright light only to see a rocky ceiling. Head dropping on the left, she sees a little table with Venison and some water!
Fin
Hmmm not sure I should continue this.
Was my English good enough to keep you focused to the end?