Caution: This work features extreme adult content, such as non-con, breeding, sexual abuse, and other triggering topics. Please read at your discretion.
Pheobe couldn't see where Eilia was dragged off to.
The surrounding forest's dense greenery revealed that it could potentially hide a lot. Like two man on the hunt for women.
"Now, now," shushed Venus, his arms tightening around the aggressively moving Pheobe, "I think it'll be in your best interest to follow me."
Pheobe glared at him from the corner of her eye. Venus returned her stare, feeling heated already.
"If you don't want to, I guess I can let you go," Venus drawled, "but your friend? Well, she's with my buddy King. And King, he doesn't let things go easily."
He cupped Pheobe's chin, stroking his thumb across her cheek. Her head jerked and her teeth dug into his flesh, immediately drawing blood.
"Woah, we got a biter over here!" laughed Venus.
He gripped Pheobe's chin fiercely, staring her down as he smirked.
"I happen to like biters."
Venus grabbed a handful of Pheobe's long, white hair and forcibly dragged her. He ignored her attempts at fighting back, her nails and teeth nothing more than a cute kitten.
It took about a half hour of walking to tired Pheobe out, which frustrated her but she had been walking all day. It was normal for her to be exhausted.
When she calmed down a bit, Venus plastered on his Casanova smile and led her down a path to a wooden cabin. As they approached closer, Pheobe heard cries and grunting a few ways behind it.
Venus said knowingly, "It looks like he already started."
Pheobe was bewildered, but the blush rose on her cheeks as she understood is underlying meaning.
"Come on, doll face," Venus laughed, opening the rigid door and shoving her inside, "King was nice enough to let us have the place to ourselves."
With a loud and heavy locking noise, the door to the cabin shut. The man's face was illuminated by the low glow of the candles inside.
"We wouldn't want to waste that, now would we?"
With a cry, Pheobe rushed towards the man. Venus laughed manically as he grabbed her by the hair as, enjoying as he watched her struggle.
"Oh, I love the bitches that struggle! Be a good little whore for me, huh?" Venus yelled at her, his mocking tone irritating.
Pheobe pushed and struggled to yank her hair out of his grasp, but he only held on tighter. Like a string, her long hair was used as a leverage to allow him to pull her closer.
She fought, he tugged. When Venus got tired of this game, he yanked her closer and then smacked her to the floor.
Pheobe yelped and crashed to the ground. Her head pulsed, pain increasing as her stomach was kicked. With a yell, she rolled.
"That's right, roll like the good little bitch you are," Venus commanded smugly, bending over to grab the front of her shirt.
With one swipe, he tore the outfit off. Her supple chest with those alluring pink nipples immediately stiffened upon contact with cold air. As her hand covered her breasts, her legs were yanked and pulled towards Venus.
"You look very delicious right now," Venus whispered, his eyes obscenely tracing her bodily curves.
Pheobe tried to kick at him, but his hands were able to keep her still. With her body pinned, she could only warily watch as he reached towards a box nearby and pulled out some items.
When his hand came into view, a bundle of ropes could be seen.
Venus waved the rope in front of her face teasingly. "Troublemaking bitches like you need a leash."
...
Venus managed to tie Pheobe to the edge of the bed. Using a piece of cloth, he tied it around her mouth as a prevention tactic. He then forcibly kept her legs spread, keeping the moist, pink pussy exposed. He ran his fingers up and down the inners of her thighs gently, caressing them in earnest.
"You are definitely a beauty," sighed Venus, his lips trailing along the outside of her lips, "your succubus friend would've been a treat too, but King needed her more."
Venus then glanced at the untouched flower before him and grinned, "You were definitely my first choice. An unguarded innocence; that's something I love to take from virgins."
Pheobe gave him a mocking glance but immediately squinted her eyes shut as he finger brushes against her clit. A low whine sounded from her throat.
"I bet the pretty one would love to have her pussy played with," Venus whispered. As he did, he reached over for a glass bottle on the nightstand.
Waving it in front of Pheobe's face, he deliberately boasted. "This is a very special lube that I specifically requested. It makes any women putty in my hands."
Uncorking it, he used his fingers to spread apart Pheobe's lower lips. He tilted it carefully onto the clit and watched it slide right out of the bottle. The liquid was cooling and slimy, causing Pheobe's head to jerk back when it made contact with her warm vulva.
Setting it aside, he leaned forward and whispered, "A little goes a long way."
He placed his fingers on her clit and began coating them with the substance. In doing so, he teasing rubbed against her love button. Each faint touched caused Pheobe's hip to jerk higher and higher.
Venus leaned forward and blew on it, making Pheobe jump once more from the bittersweet feeling.
"Nice and slow," cooed Venus.
Using his fingers, he went in circled around the vulva. He traced the lips, dove in between the folds and circled around the special button. Pheobe's body could feel each and every movement, driving her crazy with the teasing.
Venus's fingers went from tracing to directly teasing her flower hole, which began to twitch uncontrollably. After shifting enough of the lube downwards, he picked up a glob and slowly inserted his fingers.
Pheobe's tunnel almost immediately clamped and tried to push it out. Using his other hand, Venus was able to put a stop to it instantly by moving his thumb in a circular motion on top of her clit.
Pheobe became distracted by that sensation, moaning through the gag on her mouth. This allowed her tunnel to expand and contract normally, relaxing from it's earlier vigilance. Venus smoothly continued to burrow in his fingers, probing here and there for that one spot.
"Mmh-!"
Venus gave a grin as he found her sweet spot, his careful prodding now replaced with an aggravated assault on that one special area. Pheobe's legs spasmed; her hips kept moving up and down.
How badly she wanted to close them, to run away from his attack. The ropes, however, dashed all hopes of that ever happening. She just bore the mix of pleasure and pain, her flower hole clenching and unclenching repeatedly.
As his fingers became faster, so did her hips. Pheobe couldn't understand how the initial pain developed into the building orgasm she's feeling now. Even as she tried to think, every time Venus' finger hit that area, she threw her head back and her mind blanked.
Eventually, she felt the buildup pooling at the bottom of her stomach. She dreaded it. She didn't want to cum just by his fingers. She tried to pull away, not wanting her cavern to be penetrated by him anymore.
"No, no," Venus reprimanded, harshly pulling her back towards the edge, "you're not done until I say you're done."
At his words, he added another finger and the area was assaulted even more fiercely. Pheobe couldn't hold back her moans any longer and cried out repeatedly, shaking her hips in response. Venus felt pleased and so he quickly gave her what she desired.
The pooling orgasm burst like a dam, liquid spraying as she arched her back. Her body twitched as it finished, crashing back onto the bed as she took deep breaths.
Venus smiled at her mess. He stood and took off the gag, shoving his drenched fingers in her face.
"Clean it," he commanded, "it's your mess."
Pheobe glared at him.
"If you bite me," he warned, shoving them towards her mouth, "I'll make sure your friend doesn't make it out alive."
Still holding her glare, Pheobe looked at his fingers and the threat he made swam in her head. After a short moment, she took his fingers in her mouth and began to use her pink tongue to dutifully clean her juices off him. It smelled sweet and light, the taste like nectar.
Venus felt it weave in between his fingers, his mind picturing how nice that would feel if he replaced it with his dick.
Once she made sure it was fully cleaned, he drew his hand back and untied her legs. He yanked her towards him, causing her to stumble because of her weak lower strength.
Sitting on a chair, he laid her body across his knees. Pheobe felt a sudden burst of pain from her ass, crying out as he roughly stuff her fingers in a second time. He was skillful yet aggressive about his attack, provocatively hitting her sweet spot.
Her cunt turned a scarlet red, slick liquid leaking every time he moved. Her cries sounded with every action, jolting when he took out his fingers to smack her pale cheeks. They bloomed with color, effectively matching her soppy pussy.
"Come on, be a good girl," he encouraged, switching from pounding her with his fingers to smacking her rump, "cum for me."
Pheobe shook her head as her legs twitched, feeling her hole close tightly around his fingers.
"No, I don't want to. I don't want to cum," she sobbed.
Even with her denial, she felt the familiar warmth pool at the bottom of her stomach. She continued to shake her head, clenching his fingers in order to get her to stop.
Venus felt her walls closing and his hands became faster, teasing her incessantly. Pheobe's throat switched from whining to moaning frequently, trying to resist giving in.
He gave her ass another smack before his fingers, that were drenched with her secretion, caused Pheboe to violently shake.
"No, I'm going to--"
Pheobe couldn't finish her sentence as her legs tightly closed, her tunnel clutching desperately to his fingers as her flower hole let out another stream of release. It continued, glittering beautifully in the low candlelight and landing on the floor.
As it slowly stopped, it puddled around the chair before weakening to just a trickle down her thighs.
Venus pulled her by her hair again, noticing the lack of strength she had. Her eyes were closing and openly leisurely, tears streaming down her cheeks as she came down from the high of her climax.
"Good girl," he praised, leaning forward and enveloping her lips in his.
Pheobe could only accept his advances, moaning as his tongue licked the inside of her mouth. When he pulled away, a long string of saliva connected them.
Feeling statisified, he tossed Pheobe on the floor. Her head landed next to the puddle of water that was created by her flower hole, and she felt her face get pushed closer.
"You're such a messy whore," he scolded, amusement thick in his voice, "be a good little bitch and lap up your juices. I don't want to see a single spot missing."
Exhaustion took over Pheobe as she struggled to get on her trembling knees. When she was on all fours, she bent her head and began obediently licking at the puddle.
"Such an obedient girl," Venus complimented.
He pulled down his pants, where his thick shaft stood ready and erect, the oozing precum a clear telling of his urge. He knelt and spread apart her cunt's lips, examining the twitching hole that made gloriously lewd sounds.
Aligning his tip to her, he bent over and brushed aside her hair.
"It's time for your treat," he whispered.
With his thumbs still spreading her open, he slammed into an unsuspecting Pheobe.
"Ah--"
Pheobe immediately let out a moan and her fists clenched, her breasts pressed against the floor as she felt him invade. Her arms landed in the puddle, making her skin feel moist and sticky.
As Venus felt all of him being buried in that tight, untouched cavern, he grabbed her hair and lifted her face back to her puddle.
"Finish cleaning it! I don't want to see a drop of it!" He demanded, shoving her down as he began moving his hips.
Pheobe's face was now covered in his liquid, but she nonetheless stuck out his tongue. She continued to drink her pussy nectar, gasping and moaning in between as he rock his hips.
Venus was thoroughly enjoying the sound of her pussy becoming loose and noisy. When he thrusted inside, it squelched erotically as his cock pushed out her secretions. He loved to watch her hole hungrily eat at his length, boosting his ego.
"Open up a bit more, I'm gonna hit you even deeper."
He forced her knees open, slapping against her hips harshly. Pheobe continued to make noises of pleasure, her mind unconsciously focusing on feeling him move inside. She began rocking her hips, eager to have him push deeper.
Venus noticed this and smirked, grabbing her arm. He pulled her up against his chest and fondled her breast as he whispered, "You're a dirty girl, you love my cock that much?"
Pheobe couldn't make a coherent response; her moans that grew louder as he sped up were the only things that came out of her mouth.
Venus chuckled and pulled out, carrying an exhausted Pheobe back to the bed. He tossed her on the sheet, quickly spread her legs, and rammed himself back in.
She couldn't even get a breather before he resumed his conquest, her pussy's juices increasing and streaming freely down from her hole.
He enjoyed the feeling of her insides; it felt like a cocoon around his dick. He was even more turned on from the wetness, watching her curvy hips trying it's best to keep up with his rhythm.
A switch flipped inside him as he clutched that wonderful waist of hers, moving in and out as he pleased.
He could feel himself reaching that high, the veins on his penis growing as he thought of the glorious climax he was about to feel.
Pheobe felt him grow inside, and her walls were forcibly expanded by him. She squirmed, trying to wriggle her body away as a last, feeble attempt.
"Please..." She moaned, a bad but sweet feeling rushing through her.
Venus looked up at her, smirking as he continued his barrage.
"I'm going to make you stay with me forever," he said gloatingly.
Before she could understand, he threw all his body weight into ramming her hole one final time. She screamed as he hit her uterine's hole, sensitivity in her body sky-rocketing. He firmly lodged himself in and grunted, releasing his semen inside.
Pheobe could only lay frozen, her eyes wide and legs spasming as his scorching, thick semen filled up her uterus. It was a heavy load, one that Venus specifically saved for a long, long time.
He stayed there until he was certain he emptied his first round, slowly pulling out to enjoy the feeling of her walls once more. The tunnel squelched and squished as the object remove itself, still spewing it's nectar.
Venus watched as Pheobe laid on the bed, fainted yet her body still convulsed erratically as her body tried to regulate her climax.
A knock sounded from the door, distracting him from looking at Pheobe's beautifully displayed form.
Venus walked towards it and unlocked it, opening it to find King with the she-devil in his arms.
He chuckled as he eyed her. "You're keeping her too?" King only nodded and made his way into the cabin. Venus looked around before closing the door.
"We're gonna have fun for a long, long time."
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