Curiosity strikes back ~ Closed

Katoree is one of the few remaining forest nymphs alive. Most of her kind has vanished from the world for various reasons, the biggest reason being the greedy humans that are controlling more land. Katoree though, has chosen to stay in this realm and watch what will become of the world around her. Although autumn is her particular season, she is out most of the year causing mischief to the human hunters and other species that still roam this realm. The trolls, ogres, and giants are especially fun to mess around with, they are so big and slow that it amuses her to ‘play’ little games with them. It is even more fun when they are sleeping to pester them, making them slap themselves as she tickles them. More often than not she remains small enough to not be seen, making easy escapes.

There is a cave deep in the woods that has always struck her interests on her daily route. It is like no other cave that she could tell, it had a different vibe every time she went past it. There was something in there, or it lead to somewhere. It didn't hold any creatures within it. She knew this because she has been watching it for some time, no tracks, and no remnants of animal or any creature. The mouth of the cave was your typical entrance; it even had a small creek like waterfall down the center. Katoree would sit outside of this cave, playing in the trees to see if there would be any activity. There were even moments when she thought of making it her new home; everything about it was perfect for her. All except for that strange vibe that filled the air around it, of course.

It was finally time for her to gain the courage to go exploring this mysterious cave. Katoree took a deep breath, pulled her long, rusty red hair back into a pony tail. Once she got to the mouth of the cave, she formed into full human size, standing just under six foot, without knowing what was in the cave she figured it would be best to be big rather than pixie size. Once she stepped in everything went black, even the mouth of the cave behind her went black, like a door had just closed but there was none. Katoree had a difficult time adjusting her eyes to the darkness, barely making out the shape of the walls that surrounded her. Just barely enough for her to use her hand along the wall and guide her to where this place led.

For the longest time it was difficult to tell if her eyes were opened or closed. The tunnel seemed to never end, luckily for her the wall was smooth and felt more like a smooth gem than the rough dirty earth that one would expect. Soon the walls began to glitter, as if they had fairy dust covering them. Within a few more steps she had to blink a few times when she saw the wall ahead of sparkling. Still no light, just shimmering glitter off the wall. This followed as she got closer the light started to shine from some room.

It hurt her eyes as she entered what seemed like a normal size room, it had piles bright, gleaming jewels and gold. The more her eyes adjusted, she realized that the room was huge and spacious with a massive fireplace that had gargoyles bordering it, pillars with various statues of gargoyles and dragons that seemed to play in the shadows. A ceiling to floor mirror stretched along another wall, which scared her for a moment thinking someone else was in the room.

Once she realized it was her reflection, she examined herself for a few moments, never have seen herself with such detailed reflection intrigued her. The grey eyes that stared back at her held her captive for quite some time, studying the hint of freckles against her pale skin. Soon she flushed deeply after realizing that she was admiring her own reflection and began exploring the rest of the room

What attracted her the most was the box partially buried in one of the piles. This room seem as if it was empty of life except hers, as far as she could tell there was nothing here to lead into another room. Cautiously she crept her way towards the pile, tracing her fingers over the box then lifting the lid. Inside was the most beautiful necklace she has ever seen in all her life.

The black onyx and deep amethyst that ran throughout the whole piece seemed to respond to her touch. When she held it up to her neck there was a sudden urge to put it on, to be the only treasure that she would want to keep. It seemed like it would be a snug fit, like a choker or perhaps a collar. Every fiber in her being was aching to put it on, as if the necklace itself was demanding it.

Her heart started pounding as a sudden feeling emerged, a need to leave this place. Katoree put the necklace down and proceeded to escape the strange room.

Smashhttp://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd399/cgraven/Story%20Illistrations/gkar.jpgwas of the Over the Mountain band of Ogres. Standing a t a mere eight foot ten inches he was considered the runt of the Band. His tusked teeth were impressive, his brute strength undeniable, and his skin as tough as a dragons hide, and perfectly mottled. There was one thing that did separate Smash from the rest of his band, he was a thinker. Rather than being a hunter who took part in the chase and ran his pry down he was a Trapper who preferred to ensnare his pry and take it alive.

Smash had found the cave several years before and the treasure trove that lay within. He had found no use for it or its little bobbles that was until he saw the tiny prints in the clay by the caves entrance, a nymph. Smash had always heard that nymphs were the most delicious of foods and now he had a chance of capturing one and preparing it for his band. He made sure that he never approached the cave from its entrance, to leave any sign that he had been there. He had clawed a second entrance far from the first. The Ogre set a series of traps that would force his pry deeper and deeper into the cave and his trap.

When he first saw the redheaded nymph he was surprised at her size. Oh she was small and petite but much larger than he had bend led to believe. Smash rubbed his head, thinking really did hurt, and he could see why the other Ogres avoided it. He stood behind the crystal wall as silent as the tomb and watched her. He held his breath and watched her. Smash eyes went wide for as he watched the little nymph his cock seemed to grow harder and his need to mate increased. He smiled as she picked up that onyx and deep amethyst choker. He saw how it tempted her, his breathing stilled, as he waited for her to put it on Once the choker encircled her slender neck, she would be trapped, unable to call on her magic to flee or even to change her size. Once she put on that pretty little bobble……………A smile bowed Smash’s lips.

Smash’s eyes were not the only eyes that followed the little redheaded nymph. Cold dark stone eyes followed her, unseen fiery eyes followed her. Smash was not the only one who lusted for the young nymph, Smash was not the only one who lusted to sample her sweet maidenly charms. All held their breath waiting for the young innocent to place the onyx and deep amethyst choker around her slender neck and seal her fate.

The feeling of being watched somehow grew intense and so did the need to get out of here. Katoree cussed at herself silently for coming here, knowing that the second she stepped foot into the cave she should have turned around. It was worse knowing that she went against her gut feeling, letting the curiosity get the best of her. And now for the life of her, she has no idea why she wants that necklace so bad, she has no need for treasures or trinkets. Yet, Katoree can feel that necklace calling to her, feel its pulsing as if it was alive somehow.

It took everything she had to ignore the collar as she went about the room seeking for a way out, only to find that the entrance has been closed off. It was then she started to notice that all the walls, the ceiling and floor became the same as that crystal mirror wall, forcing her to see herself from all angles. Katoree wanted to panic and a part of her was screaming in her head to keep searching for a way out, she even shifted into her tiny pixie size in hopes of finding a crack that she could slip through.

The images in the main crystal wall though caught her attention and stopped her in her tracks. It was a reflection of her still, however, it was different now, she was wearing that collar in one image. In another image it showed that she was holding it and putting it on herself. It was as if the room is now taunting and demanding this simple task of her and she couldn't figure out why. Katoree stayed in her pixie size for several moments, trying to stay hidden and doing her best to ignore the images in the walls. But sadly, no matter what direction she looked in, all the walls were now showing her wearing or putting the collar on.

It was then that she had a thought, that maybe the necklace was the key of getting out of this place. In reality it didn't make sense to her that it would be, however, since the necklace and the room seemed to be demanding that she put it on, it was her only hope. After several more moments of hesitating and playing around with this idea, still finding no escape from this crystal room, Katoree shifted into human size once more and picked up the collar. Everything screamed at her that this was a bad idea, that something bad would happen from doing this. She took another look at the images in the walls and they made it seem as if she was happy with the collar. The walls showed her that nothing would change, toying with her and giving her false hope. With a heavy sigh and a shrug, left with no other option of escaping this room, Katoree finally held the collar to her neck and felt it latch itself closed.

It did not take long before she started to panic this time as she felt her powers drain from her, she watched as her beautiful maple leaf shaped wings slowly vanish from her shoulders. Within seconds the leafy dress she wore began to fall one leaf at a time, as if it was fall and the leaves were dying. Katoree tried to claw at the collar, desperately trying to take it off as it stripped her of everything. It did not go unnoticed that it was doing something else to her as well, she felt a heat rising within her. One that is familiar, however it was far more intense than normal. A wanton heat that made her whole body throb with a need she couldn't understand. She stood in front of the crystal wall, watching herself become aroused as her nipples peeked and hardened.

Soon to follow were images of her masturbating throughout the years, it was like watching a dream about herself and she had no control over it. It seemed like it was a matter of seconds that this happened, feeling like a wanton slut on the inside, though her mind was screaming for an escape. Katoree found herself backing up into a corner of where the entrance used to be and sat naked with her back against the wall. Curled her knees up to her chest and hid her face wondering what this all meant, why this room and the collar did this, asking what it wanted from her. She had so many questions and no answers, trying her best to ignore the throbbing ache within her body and the images in the crystal walls.

Smash had set the trap, his pry had fallen into it all he had to do was open the crystal wall and claim his prize. Yes just open the crystal wall, his had pressed to the wall and then stilled. It was almost as if the Ogre was mesmerized by the image of the young nymph his eyes drawn to the onyx and deep amethyst choker. His face was pressed to crystal walls as the young nymphs hesitated. Smash had forgot to breath, his head was dizzy, it hurt again as he tried to form a thought. He watched as the young nymph brought the onyx and deep amethyst choker to her slender neck he watched it come alive, watched it latch its self around her slender neck. The thought Smash had worked so hard to form suddenly formed and his thick lips formed a single word;

Magic

Smash’s were not the only eyes that watched the stunning little nymph, longed for her to place the onyx and deep amethyst choker. Stone cold eyes watched as her delicate maple leaf wings fell from her softly rounded shoulders. Like vials of a dancer the seductive leaves of her dress began to fall one by one till this free young child of the forest was naked all that had marked her as a nymph had been stripped from her and in her place stood what appeared to be a sad naked little human beauty. Smash saw her sink to the cold cave floor her back to a corner as she hugged her knees to her naked breasts. The ogre cocked his head to the side. She looked so small, so sad, and so lost.

Just out of her reach lay a simple white gown, a gown that would let her shield her nakedness from the eyes, the unseen eyes, which she could feel were watching her. Shadows of dark and light shifted and it almost looked like the grey stone gargoyles had moved, had some now drawn closer. Yet they were just stone incapable of moving on their own. Dark fiery eyes also watched the hapless little nymph. The shifting light and shadows seemed to make the carved scales of the dragon seem to glitter, its supple sinuous body seemed o move the head coming closer to the frightened young nymph but that was no more possible then the gargoyles coming closer. It seemed as if all nature was holding its breath waiting for Katoree to dawn the virginal white dress.

Once more that single word came to Smash Magic. The more he thought about it the more his head hurt but he was sure that magic was at work here a very old and a very Dark Magic a very old magic. Then another thought formed in his mind was he truly the hunter or had he been trapped as much as the young nymph had.

This new feeling of being helpless was a shock to her, wondering if this is what humans feel like without magic. It quickly became a feeling that she did not like, her magic was her life force, something she never in her life thought she would be without. Now she felt like a part of her has died and once more she attempted to pry at the pulsing collar, even more so, tried hard to be angry at her situation. Katoree wanted to get angry, yell and scream at the room, the thought of using something to break through the wall teased her as well.

Instead of becoming angry though, the collar produced a calming pulse against her neck, confusing her with a sensation she has never felt before. She knew what it meant to be aroused, she has watched nature during mating season and the humanoids sneaking around in the forest. Although, in this particular situation, she has never felt it so strongly and there was nothing in here to 'mate' with; so she couldn't understand why the collar was stimulating her in such a way.

The images on the walls have vanished, leaving only her reflection in ever angle possible and when she finally looked up, she could see how lustful those grey eyes were as they stared back at her. Katoree shook her head, fighting this wanton desire and once more got to her feet in an attempt to find a way out of the room. At first she hadn't noticed the dress on the floor, it wasn't until she stepped on the silky material that she realized it was there. Again, she didn't know what all this meant and if she was to put it on, what more will happen to her. Just like the collar though, it seemed to call to her in a different way, seeing her naked reflection in the wall she knew if she did get out of here, she couldn't be caught naked.

Katoree didn't want to accept that thought though, the thought of accepting another 'gift' from this room after seeing what the collar has done. Is still doing. It was then she caught movement on the other side of the room, yet when she looked around, there was nothing alive in here with her. At that same moment, she heard the coins shift in one of the piles on the other side, again, nothing there when she looked.

Her thoughts were clouded with a mixture of emotions and none of them made any sense to her. No matter how much she tried to panic or get angry, the more aroused and needy she became. When she heard more coins shift and the shadows moving along the walls, it was then she grabbed the silky white dress and quickly put it on. KAtoree had no idea why she put it on though, part of her thinking it would shield her from whatever is in the room, yet another part told her it made no difference, that a simple silk gown couldn't possibly protect her.

She didn't know what to do in this moment, her body ached and throbbed with intensity by the second, her mind raced with finding a way out. She noticed a mace laying on one of the piles and she grabbed it, backing up against the wall again so nothing could sneak up behind her, soon she began to hit the wall next to her. It was a weak attempt considering she has never used such a weapon before and it didn't phase the crystal at all. But it didn't stop her from trying.

Adorable, the thought came to Smash’s mind unbidden. Why should one think of one’s food as adorable? His nose pressed to the crystal wall the Ogre licked his lips as a soft dark musky scent came to him. It filled his nostrils and he could feel the urge to mate growing stronger within him. Mate whit what mash thought, and that thought made his head hurt again. There was no one to mate with, just the delicious little morsel on the other side of the crystal wall, and one does not mate with ones food.

The dark magic that swirled around Katoree also swirled around Smash. Where it had seduced the curious young nymph to place the black onyx and deep amethyst choker around her slender neck, it held the great Ogre spell bound, mesmerized, a passive witness to the tableau that was playing out before him the other side of the crystal wall. He could feel his heart beat faster as the little naked beauty slipped the virginal white gown on . It covered her from her slender neck, down to the tip of her toes. Yet it fit the young nymph as if it were a second skin accentuating her virginal charms. It seemed to draw the viewer’s eye to the sensual swell of her firm young breasts, drew the eyes down to her trim little waist and then to the seductive roll of her hips and the shadowed “V” of her maiden’s treasure. A virgin sacrifice ready for the plucking.

The walls seemed to move, to shimmer, to undulate, and dark little ruby red jewels seemed to glitter from the capitals of the columns that supported the roof of the cave. Those little ruby red eyes now seemed to dart about, and then they drew nearer. Far from being disembody little ruby jewels, they were the blood red eyes of Gargoyles. They darted about the little nymph. They caressed her, took indecent liberties as they peered under her virginal white dress, before fleeting away on beating wings. They peeked down her bodice, their hands squeezed her breast through the silken bodice of her dress.

There was a slithering among the golden coins and jewels that were piled in heaping piles around the room. The floor seemed alive slithering and undulating. Slowly a great head rose from those shimmering trinkets and Katoree was face to face with a dragon, and found herself peering into its golden eyes and those golden eyes shown with an unholy lust for her..

Every thought possible was screaming at her to fight, to be afraid of these creatures that touched her in ways she's never been touched. They acted like they were examining her, as if they have never seen a female before, and sadly she felt paralyzed. A small whimper willingly escaped when they squeezed and toyed with her breasts, stimulating her even further.

The mace fell to the floor next to her as she fell silent at the sight of the dragon. The collar seemed to respond to the dragon, creating an even greater pulse against her throat. Katoree didn't know what was happening, thoughts raced to fight against the creatures, even though she had no idea of how to fight. And yet, her body responded willingly towards the magic that surrounded her, feeding off the desires that the collar forced her to feel.

Somehow she managed to shake her head, denying this whole situation and pressed herself up against the wall, hoping she would fall through it and escape. What couldn't be denied however, was the scent of her desires, even she could smell it rising in the air and she squirmed slightly where she stood, feeling the wetness against her thighs.

"Let me go.... I... I meant no harm.... I wasn't going to take anything.... Please.... let me go..."

Katoree didn't know if the dragon understood her or not, her voice was weak and poured with a lustful need that wasn't intended. She reached up to the collar once more and attempted to take it off, wanting to prove to the dragon that she had no intentions on keeping it.

"Please... you can have it back.... I....."

The words were cut off as a rush of pure pleasure raced through her, causing her to gasp in shock almost as if she had a taste of an orgasm. Her face flushed a bright red from embarrassment and felt her juices stream down her thighs. The collar pulsed madly against her throat when she touched it, like it was warning her to not try and remove it again. The dragon could see tears welling up in her eyes that were filled with such confusion. Katoree quickly lowered her head and tried to protect herself with her hands as they gripped the dress, attempting to keep it in place.

"Let me go.... I... I meant no harm.... I wasn't going to take anything.... Please.... let me go..."

The little nymph pleaded, her soft grey eyes held captive in the dragon’s golden gaze.

"Please... you can have it back.... I....."


Katoree gasped her cheeks flushing crimson as her gorgeous young body seemed to desire something.

Smash watched as the little nymph was held captive in the golden gaze of the dragon. How foolish she was didn’t she know if you looked a dragon in the eye he would steal your soul Smashed shook his aching head as he watched the flitting and flatting around the adorable little beauty as she tried to fend off their grasping hands as she hugged her virginal white dress to her. Adorable why had that thought come to his mind?

The dragon breathed on Katoree his very essence engulfing her. In her young mind the young nymph saw herself slowly walking to a marble alter in the center of the great chamber. Those visions also played out on the crystal walls and ceiling. Katoree walked as if in a surrealistic dream, she felt the cold caress of the marble beneath her palm. The gargoyles once more came to her, their hands ripped the virginal white dress from her gorgeous supple young body. They lifted her naked young body to the stone alter. Katoree’s hands were stretched over her head chains bound the enthralled little nymph delicate wrists, they spread her supple thighs, and bound her trim little ankles. It was then that the dragon came to her his forked tongue danced across the silken skin of her velvet inner thigh, caressed to hooded guardian of her maiden’s treasure, and then slipped deeper into her chaste virginal young body.

Smash watched as the young beauty was bound his eyes growing wider his heart beating faster in anticipation of what was to come. But his were not the only eyes that watched the dragon prepare the virginal sacrifice. The cold stone eyes watched and the evil creatures’ tongues moisten their lips as they waited for their treat.

Katoree's mind was too clouded to be fearful of the dragon, not to mention, one does not argue with a dragon. It is disrespectful in her world. A deeper inner voice was screaming though and her heart raced with its own fear of what was happening as she walked towards the alter. To her, it felt like she was sleep walking, watching as she moved towards the alter, unable to resist the gargoyles at this point. The necklace kept her confused with its pulsing power, she gasped in shock once the cold stone kissed her back, forcing to arch away from it.

Even she couldn't understand why didn't fight against the chains that soon bound her, that inner voice cried out for her to fight. It all ended as soon as the dragons tongue touched her, tasting her for the first time and she whimpered when he went in deeper. Any resistance she might have had ended there. The desire was too much for her to ignore any longer and she spread her legs more for him, arching her back to it's fullest which caused her breasts to thrust up more.

Her virgin tunnel clamped tightly against his tongue the deeper it went, allowing him to know she was not far from slipping off that edge he held her on. Katoree couldn't describe the sensation if she wanted to, all she knew right then is she wanted more, needed that dark forbidden release. On the walls it showed her what the dragon was doing, taunting her with how needy and slutty she looked in that very moment. She closed her eyes tightly and turned her head away in shame with how her body has betrayed her, avoiding the images in the walls.

Her hands gripped the chains tightly and her breathing quickened with each passing second till she finally screamed, her body twisted and bucked harder than ever, her juices flowing onto the dragons tongue as she rode out the intense orgasm.

The dragon tongue fucked Katoree. His forked tongue driving deep into her chaste young body. It pressed up against the thin barrier of her maiden head the symbol of the little nymph’s chaste innocence. Her pressed his tongue against so hard that a little staggered gasp of pain and pleasure escaped her sweet moist rip lips. Slowly his tongue eased back to flick at her throbbing little clit, to flutter over the little sweet spot deep within her grasping little virginal pussy.

Very soon the young nymph found out that she was not the only one who had the ability to change her size. Little did she know that the black onyx and deep amethyst choker had given the dragon her magical powers. A creature of magic itself the dragon lusted after the pure essence of magic yet to make it his own he had to claim her. His body shifted and contorted as he tried to master the little nymph’s magic, he shrunk to the size of a great Dyer Wolf. His frocked tongue slowly slipped from Katoree’s succulent virginal pussy. Once more his golden eyes met hers as he slowly crept up the little nymph’s bound young body. His scales caressed her soft delicate skin like a thousand finger nails raking across that sensitive skin. His cock slowly uncurled from his body like a giant serpent and pressed to her virgin folds. His dark golden eyes held her captive eyes so deep and beautiful that she could become lost in them for eternity.

The Dragon Thrust into Katoree his huge cock parting her delicate virgin folds. The next thrust and the horned head of his cock brushed the little nymph’s maidenhead. One more thrust, a searing burst of pain and loss and Katoree virginity was nothing but a tearful fading memory. The dragon had taken what he needed from the young nymph, her magic was now his and he had no further use for her. He rose from her gorgeous bound young body, he left her to the tender mercies of the gargoyles. Slowly they came to her ready to claim the prize their Lord and Master had left for them.

It didn't end up being about her virginity that shocked her to the point of disconnecting from reality, it became more of the fact that the dragon had stolen her very existence. Katoree felt the magic being stolen by the dragon, she saw it in his eyes that it was her magic he craved. There was nothing she could do to stop him, nothing she could do to get it back. Without her magic she was nothing, became a worthless mortal in her eyes. The dragon might as well have stolen her soul. Katoree no longer cared about what the gargoyles did to her, nothing could compare to what the dragon had done so carelessly.

The silent tears that stained her cheeks were not from the loss of her virginity, they were from the loss of her identity, no longer a carefree nymph, just a mere, worthless mortal. While she slipped beyond her mind, finding sanctuary in the depths of another world, her body went on auto pilot. It responded to everything the gargoyles wanted from it, other than the forced orgasms, Katoree became mentally lifeless to them.

Deep down she could feel their cold, marble stone cocks ravaging her and by the time one stone cock became warm, it was replaced with another cold one. In the distance she could hear them arguing over taking turns, little fights would break out. There were even a few times when she found herself struggling to breath properly, though it was never enough to snap her back into reality. Time had no meaning to her as it slipped by, endless orgasms were forced from her exhausted body while she stared blankly at the wall where Smash hid behind. To her it never ended and time seemed to stand still with no escape in sight. The gargoyles never grew tired and they were always so cold, it felt like they were stripping the heat right out of her body.

The last thing she truly remembers before slipping into complete darkness was when two of the gargoyles bit down on her nipples so hard, it forced her to snap back into reality. It was long enough for her to realize her body was in the middle of an extremely intense orgasm, straining so hard against the chains that she could feel the bruising of tender flesh. And just as she screamed from the pain, one of the cold stone cocks invaded her mouth so deep that it suffocated her, allowing her to finally surrender into the deep abyss.

The dragon’s body once more contorted as it returned to its natural size. He settled on his haunches his great head resting on his for legs his wings folded close to his golden body. A wry smile seemed to play on his lips as he watched the gargoyles come for the little heartbroken little nymph. He savored the taste and feel of her magic and he drank in her despair. The great serpent watched as Katoree was gang raped by the vicious little stone beasts. Her sweet tight little pussy that had only know his tongue was now raped and ravished by their demanding stone cold cock, Her sweet little mouth that had only felt the kiss of the sun were now “O”ed around their ravaging cock as they abused and used her sweetly suckling mouth and throat. He watched as her gorgeous young body arched to the vicious bites to her taunt puckered raspberry nipples.

A frown spread across the great serpent’s face as the young beauty slipped into the dark abyss of unconsciousness. A low threatening growl rumbled from him as his little puppet lay their oblivious to her continuing ravishment. The evil smile slowly returned to his face and he slowly feed a touch of her magic back to her, yet retaining her most valuable ability, that to change his size, the very essence of being a nymph. That taste of her Magic brought the little nymph fully awake and horribly aware of what was happening to her.

The gargoyles had freed her ankles they had drawn her up on to her knees , her firm young breasts pressed to the stone cold alter. Katoree could feel their wicked little cold tongues lapping at her pussy and then one probing her dark star and suddenly knew they intended on taking her last vestige of her virginity. Her scream of anguish was silence by a cock shoved into her sweet young mouth. With that taste of her own magic the sensual seductive nature of the nymph was returned to her and the perversion of the position struck her like a nymph and she could feel the evil touch of the dragons mind to hers as he savored her anguish like a rich red wine.

Wrong The thought came to Smash like a bolt from the heavens. He was not sure what was wrong, whether it was the grinning dragon, or the hovering Gargoyles that were raping the stunning young beauty. He did not know when it started but he had stopped thinking of her as food, but was not sure what he was thinking about her. His great fist hit the crystal wall and a boom that sounded like the toll of doom shook the cave, yet it did not stop Katoree gang rape. Again his fist hit the crystal wall and this time it shattered. Smash stetted into the cavern, the stench of the dragon filled his nostrils. Smash’s eyebrows knitted together as he picked up Katoree’s discarded mace and through himself at the dragon.

While the enraged Ogre slashed at the golden dragon, the little nymph’s tormentor, it only seemed to drive the gargoyles wild in their desires to take, rape, ravish and dominate her. Katoree could feel a stone cold cock pressed to her virginal ass and then the thrust that claimed her last vestige of her virginity.

The collar sent a surging jolt into her system as some of her magic returned and she woke up gasping from the sudden sensation. At first Katoree didn't know what was happening when she found herself in a new position, a more vulnerable position. The anger came more at the idea of the dragon toying with her, teasing her with her own magic while knowing he'll just take it right back. No matter how angry she got towards the dragon, it never showed and once again, Katoree was unable to fight off the gargoyles.

There were just too many for her take on and with her hands still bound, she couldn't push the one that took her mouth away. The collar kept pouring new energy into her, forcing her to stay awake and not allowing her to escape back into her mind. She could feel how exhausted her body is from how weak her orgasms were becoming, the gargoyle kept feasting on her overly sensitive clit and never allowing her to rest.

The gargoyles kept her confused between raw pleasure and sheer pain from their clawing and biting. It wasn't until she felt the sharp, searing pain of one stone cock forcing its way into her ass that her natural defenses kicked in. The dragon made the mistake of giving a portion of her magic back, there wasn't even time enough for the collar to subdue the magic that suddenly surfaced. The next thing anyone in the room knew, was the gargoyle that took her from behind shattered into dust.

Sadly for Katoree though, it was just enough power to take care of one gargoyle before the onyx and amethyst collar put a stop to it. The collar pulsed madly against her throat, working quickly to subdue the magic once more.

The onyx and amethyst collar put a stop to it. The collar pulsed madly against her throat, working quickly to subdue the magic once more.

The sudden demises of one of their own seemed to make no difference to the lust maddened gargoyles for the dust of their brother had hardly settled when another came to claim Katoree last vestige of her virginity. The tortured little nymph found both her pussy and her virgin ass impaled by their raping cocks. When Katoree moist ripe lips once more “O”ed to scream out her agony and shame the little nymph found her sweet chaste mouth filled with another cock. The little redheaded nymphs felt the mouths at her breast and nipples she felt more mouths’ bathing every inch of her gorgeous young body. The onyx and amethyst choker shut down Katoree magical defense and yet it allowed free reign to her sensually seductive nature. As they took her their own magic began to take hold of the little nymph warm supple body. Slowly she became to grow colder, her pale skin becoming more and more like the chaste pale marble alter she was chained to.

Smash’s Mace came down on the dragon’s skull. He heard the reassuring sound of bone crumpling under the power of his blow. The Ogre was breathing hard as he watched the life fade from those golden eyes. The Smash found his body engulfed in a brilliant flare of light, He shook his head, his body feeling so very unlike his body.

The little nymph’s piercing scream made him turn on his heel. He was horrified at the sight that met his serpentine eyes. He was filled with a rage he did not understand. Smash tore into the multihued of Gargoyles, so many he could not stop the gang rape of the little nymph, right off. The mace swung right and left the Gargoyles smashed to dust as he fought his way to the hapless little nymph.

The gargoyles soon overwhelmed her like nothing she could ever imagine, even in her worse nightmare this was unthinkable. Katoree felt so cold and if it wasn't for the collar, she could have sworn the gargoyles were raping the life right out of her. The energy from the collar was just enough to keep her body lusting for more, pulsing against her neck that caused her to finally surrender to her own desires, forcing her to be a participant rather than a victim.

Somehow she did manage to scream when the gargoyles switched turns with her mouth and the reason for the scream was because it as if she was being torn in half. Two gargoyles managed to force their way into her greedy little cunt while one constantly remained in her ass. Katoree didn't know how that was possible, nor did she have time to focus on any kind of thought, a darkness clouded her mind with overwhelming sensations.

The coldness started to weaken to her and the collar fought to keep up with what the gargoyles were doing, to keep her conscious. In the end, the coldness was too much, not even enough warmth to give life to the forced orgasms. Katoree began to slip deeper into the darkness that called to her, if it wasn't for the gargoyles, she would have slumped lifeless onto the alter. The gargoyles didn't care if she was conscious or not, they were relentless as they continued to rape her in anyway possible.

Smash saw the young nymph’s gorgeous supple young body arching to her rapist. He found the dark musky scent of her unwanted arousal intoxicating. He cocked his head as he wondered how she knew the girl was being raped, after all Ogres did not make love like other creatures, they did not feel romance for a mate, their lusts were more primal, more basic, simply take a mate breed and if she did not please you eat her.

Smash swung his mace, right left right and gargoyles fell by the score, fighting his way to the little chained little nymph bucked, thrashed, and weathered under their sexual assault of all her sweet charms at once. The Ogre finally reached Katoree, he snapped the neck of the gargoyle that was raping her tight defiled ass. His mace crushed the skull of the little beast that was buried deep in the little nymph’s grasping clutching pussy. His huge hands crushed the skulls of the Gargoyles at Katoree’s breasts and nipples. Even as the last of her attackers saw his companions crushed to dust, he kept on fucking Katoree’s adorable little succulent mouth. The last thing the vicious little creature remembered was the joy of spilling his cum into the gorgeous little nymph suckling mouth her throat massaging his cock as all went black and he too turned to dust his days ended.

That dark musky fragrance of Katoree’s unwanted arousal called to Smash, it filled his nostrils and he found it very, very intoxicating. He laid his mace on the marble alter then grasped both of Katoree’s ankles in his huge and spread her thighs wide open. His grizzled cheek rasped against her velvet inner thighs and his tongue snaked out and licked the length of her ravaged pink folds. A grimace creased his face as he tasted her and found the gargoyles seed was not to his taste yet there was something sweeter and his tongue once more snaked out and slithered deep into her ravaged little cunt. Smash feasted on Katoree’s sweet dewy nectar.

This whole time Katoree had held her eyes tightly shut, not wishing to see the many gargoyles or the visions in the walls, let alone the dragon. And because of this, she had no idea of what was happening around her, she did know one thing though, that all she wanted to do was sleep. Her mind was so fogged with random sensations and her body frozen and ached with exhaustion.

It took her several moments to register a new sensation...... it was heat. Heat was the first thing that brought her attention back to the surroundings. Nothing else mattered to her in that moment, not after all those gargoyles had done. Katoree was afraid to open her eyes to find out the source of this heat that seemed to burn into the bruised flesh of her ankles. There was another odd sensation that crept up on her, it was similar to the dragons tongue, only this was different somehow. It too brought on a different kind of heat, one that the dragon nor the gargoyles had provided.

Katoree was too weak to move or fight this new sensation, yet she didn't know if she truly wanted to fight it if she could. It was the heat she wanted, whatever this creature was, it had so much heat and she began to feed off it like it was candy. The pain and rawness of her pussy was being replaced with a strange kind of pleasure, one that she couldn't deny in that moment.

After sometime, to her it felt like an eternity, she slowly began to move again. Little whimpers soon escaped her raw throat as her hips raised, seeking out more of this sensation. Katoree still never opened her eyes, afraid if she did that this creature would disappear and the gargoyles would return.

Smash’s grizzled cheek rasped against the adorable little nymph’s velvet inner thighs and his tongue snaked out and licked the length of her ravaged pink folds. She was as sweet as summer wine and so very, very intoxicating. Each long savoring lick of his great thick tongue cleaved deeper and deeper into Katoree’s soul chilled body. As he devoured the young nymph’s sweet dewy nectar a surge of raw power surged between them as the magic that he had claimed by right of battle sought Katoree, for it was her own magic. Her magic had flared sought its rightful place yet the onyx and amethyst choker sealed it from returning to the now bucking and thrashing young nymph.

Magic even simple magic was not something known to Ogres and its flare from deep within his being only confused Smash. The most magic he had ever master was the making of fire which had amazed Over the Mountain Ogre Band. . Yet thoughts of Magic were not what occupied the Ogre’s mind as he lifted his eyes to the soft rounded pillows on the little nymph’s chest. They seemed to be capped by to pale pink little raspberries. Slowly he licked and nibbled his way up over the flat plain of Katoree’s abdomen, his great tong reamed out her little quivering naval, it explored the contours of her small firm breasts and then his thick lips closed over a succulent little taunt raspberry and he greedily sucked that luscious taunt little bud.

Of course the Ogre had no idea what he was doing to the trapped young beauty. How her own magic hauntedly called to her. It seemed to draw Katoree to him as if somehow by this very dark and pervert act she could somehow reclaim her lost magic. The more she surrendered to the warmth he was bring the more she could feel her magic. She could almost grasp it; it was just beyond her reach. the onyx and amethyst choker once more flared and Katoree’s magic slipped from her oust stretched fingers.

Smash felt like fire washing over the coldness of her body which made Katoree shiver uncontrollably, a mixture of confusion and pleasure flooded her every thought. The magic that was once hers and the collar that kept it subdued teased and taunted her as if she was a child wanting candy, only to be denied. Katoree wanted to surrender herself to this new sensation that is a far cry from the painful stone raping and claws. There were times when she came close to opening her eyes, wanting to see what this fiery creature was, till she remembered where she was and refused to open them. To afraid that it'll be taken away.

Katoree gasped sharply when his mouth reached her tormented nipples. The gargoyles had made them extremely sensitive and cold that it shocked her to feel Smash's fiery kiss on them. Her back arched and pressed her body against his, allowing herself to respond, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist while her arms strained against the chains. The dark passion began to over rule her and it didn't matter how exhausted she was, Smash made her want more.

It ended up being about this time when Katoree finally opened her eyes and in the walls she saw how wanton she appeared to be, watching how her body grinds against his with such need. Suddenly fear crept in her grey eyes when she realized what the creature was.... An Ogre. Ogres eat nymphs. Her heart pounded with both fear and lust, confused by the dark desire she felt in that moment, mixed with fear of being killed.

Katoree didn't know what to do right then, words tried to escape but nothing more than whimpers were heard. She tried to still her body, force herself to become lifeless and stop appearing like a needy little slut, that failed miserably as her body kept begging for more. That was when she felt his hardness teasing her, saw the primal lust in his serpent eyes. Her own desires made any attempt to fight a failure, it was already too late to deny what her body ached for. With that, she closed her eyes tightly again and turned her face to the side, attempting to the hide the shame that suddenly rushed through her.

As Smashed sucked on the sweet little raspberry of Katoree let nipple he heard a soft sensual moan escape her moist ripe lips. Though it did catch his attentions Ogres are singled minded creatures and the sweet taste of that peaked taunt nipple had captured his attention he loved the feel of that vibrant little pink nipple the way it became so hard and delicious the more he suckled it. The big ham hock hand went to that other soft fleshy pillow. He squeezed and he loved the resilient feel of it, and again another little sensual moan followed by a low sensual gasp. His fingers plucked at that sweet little nub he pinched it, tugged it but the berry would not come from its puffy little dusky pink pillowy stem.


Katoree finally, shyly opened her eyes and she was horrified at what she saw in those crystalline walls, a wanton naked little nymph. She watched mesmerized at how her body grinds against his with such need. Smoldering grey eyes flew wide when Katoree sex hazed mind realized what the creature was.... an Ogre. Like all good little nymph she had been told about fearful Ogres and how they eat caress and bad little nymphs.

Once more Katoree shut her eyes tightly shut as she fought against the building pleasure that was coursing through every fiber of her gorgeous young body, a fight that she had lost before it began. The adorable little nymph turned her face to the side, attempting to the hide the shame that suddenly rushed through her.

Smash was not aware that his cock was nestled against the stunning little beauty’s sweet virginal folds he felt Katoree legs wrapped tightly around his waist and savored the hot moist pleasure that embraced his cock. As if his hips had a mind of their own they slowly began pistoning his huge cock deeper and deeper into Katoree chaste little pussy. Once more his mouth was on the move as he nipped and licked his way up Katoree’s slender little neck. His tongue stabbed at the little hollow were her neck and shoulder met, stabbing at her life force madly pulsing just below her silken skin. He loved the salty taste of the girl’s tears as he obscenely licked the stunning young beauty’s flawless cheek. He was fascinated by the sweet sensual bow of Katoree’s lips. His great thick tongue slid across that sensual bow of her lips as his tongue sought entrance into her sweet chaste mouth.

Katoree had no choice but to surrender to Smash. The fight she wanted had died long ago and she was far to mentally exhausted to keep denying the pleasure he provided. Katoree couldn't even focus enough to wonder why he was being so gentle with her, she has seen Ogres mate before and it wasn't anything like this. These thoughts weren't even there in this moment, especially when his mouth trailed towards her neck, Katoree surrendered herself then.

When she felt him stretching her, she cried out slightly realizing how big he was. He wasn't as big as the dragon was, which was very painful at the time, but he was definitely bigger the gargoyles and it felt like he was splitting her open. And the like the rest of him, it felt like a fiery rod piercing into her depths as he pushed deeper. To her surprise however, her body greedily accepted him and clenched tightly around his searing hot cock.

Katoree kept her head turned and eyes tightly closed when she felt him kissing at her tears, she felt heat rush to her cheeks when his tongue teased at her lips. A part of her wanted to keep her lips shut, to keep his invading tongue out as she remember the many stone cocks that were forced into her mouth, not wanting anymore. In the end this little fight she attempted failed when he hit a sweet spot deep within her. A sharp gasp escaped from her lips as they parted for him, allowing his tongue to slip inside.

Katoree has never kissed anyone before, at first she was too stunned to react, unsure of herself. It did not last long though and soon she responded on instinct, returning his kiss with one of her own. All the while her hips were moving with his, keeping her legs tightly wrapped around him.

Smashed loved the way her gorgeous supple young body welcomed him embraced him the way her strong athletic legs ,wrapped around his waist seemed to be trying to draw him ever deeper into her warm, moist, and oh so tight little pussy. Oh Smashed had mated before perhaps no more than a 100, to 200 times and he had been disappointed more often that pleased so as was the Ogre tradition he had eaten perhaps 85 to 190 of his mates. Yet there was something different about this bound little beauty, the taste of her mouth, so sweet like winter ice wine, the way her little pink tongue entwined with his thick tongue. He loved the way her sweet supple body arched to his her hips hungrily grinding to his. The taste of her scream of ecstasy as he racked the first of several cascading orgasms from her. He smiled into their obscene demanding kiss as hi hot scaling white hot seed filled her virginal womb, the way her gorgeous young body hummed with her latest orgasm, and the way her tight little pussy gripped his cock.

Their mating completed Smash reluctantly slipped from the heavenly grip of Katoree tight little pussy. Yet his lips still pressed to hers savoring the sweetness of her mouth, the weight of his massive body pressing intimately to her delicate body. His hand slid up her outstretched bound arms his fingers entwined with hers a moment then he grasped the chains that bound the young nymph’s wrists. He snapped as if they were butter and slowly slipped from her his lips clinging to her till the last possible moment.

“Come!”

Smash was towering over her as she lay their so small and vulnerable on the stone alter.

“We Go!”

Smash gave a growl to punctuate his command.

Wave after crashing wave crashed through her like nothing she has felt before. The gargoyles had ripped many orgasms from her, but somehow this.... this ogre made them feel different. He managed to find a spot so deep within her that it forced her emotional wall to break down. Up until now she had been strong, had been able to contain her emotions, able to bury the sobbing break downs and push back the angry lashing of her tongue. It seemed like Smash was trying to get her full submission, he had already claimed her body as it willingly surrendered to his desires. However, she was unable to hide from the kiss that stole each of those orgasms, a kiss that demanded so much more from her.

It wasn't until she felt the hot searing seed flooding into her very core that she finally broke down. Unintentionally surrendering just how weak she truly is in that moment, letting lose all the emotions that she has been holding back. Katoree tried her best to not break right away though, uncertain of how an ogre would react towards such a break down. In the end though, she could no longer hold back and started sobbing into the kiss.

Katoree was shivering from the abuse her body has been through and she tried to hide her face in her arms so he couldn't see her sobbing. It took her several times to try and regain herself, she instinctively curled up the moment he pulled away from her. She wanted to obey him, wanted to get out of this cave and her mind did scream at her to get up and move with him, although her body refused to move. Every single nerve within her screamed in agony and shivering even harder when the shock of everything set in.

"Are...... Are you going to...... kill me now?"

The question was broken and hoarse when she spoke, her throat was raw from all her screams and the recent sobbing only made it worse. Eventually Katoree tried to move, thinking that he is growing angry and impatient with her and she didn't wish to anger him any further. Her movements were very slow and shaky when she uncurled herself and proceeded to painfully slide off the alter.

"Are...... Are you going to...... kill me now?"

The question was broken and hoarse when she spoke, her throat was raw from all her screams and the recent sobbing only made it worse. Eventually Katoree tried to move, thinking that he is growing angry and impatient with her and she didn't wish to anger him any further. Her movements were very slow and shaky when she uncurled herself and proceeded to painfully slide off the alter.

“You want Smash to eat you?”

There was a glint in his yellow serpentine eyes that left the little nymph wonder if he meant to have her as his lunch or something very different. Before she could answer The Ogre swept her into his arms as if she were as light as a feather. He saw the fear in her wide soulful eyes;

“You to slow Smash carry.”

He cradled Katoree in his arms as if she were a lost little girl, her supple naked body pressed to his naked chest. She could feel his muscles, they were like rippling bands of iron, and the fine scales of his skin caressed her silken aroused skin like a thousand finger nails gently caressing her, plucking at her still taunt rose bud nipples. He carried Katoree through the shattered remains of the crystal wall, down the dark winding tunnel he had dug. He stopped to pick up a chain mail shirt. How long it took before they emerged into the bright sun of the fading day the little nymph would never know. Smash set her down on her feet and held out the chain mail shirt to her;

“You put on.”

Fear raced into her every thought at his answer to the question, unable to think of what he meant by it. It took her by surprise when he picked her up, she half expected to dragged like she has seen ogres do to most their victims. At the very least toss her over his shoulder like a rag doll. Yet, this ogre...... Smash? was it? Started to confuse her a little at what his intentions were. The whole time they walked through the tunnels her head was swimming with many fearful thoughts, they were so random that she didn't dare focus on a particular one.

The scales that made up his skin teased against her tender, bruised flesh and yet she somehow found some comfort from the caressing. Soon the sun blinded her and for a moment she buried her face into his chest, shielding her eyes until he put her down. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust and realize what it was he wanted her to wear, to her it looked heavy.

Katoree looked up at him slightly confused, not that she didn't want to cover up, but by the fact that he wanted her to cover up. Reluctantly took the chain shirt, which was fairly heavy to her as she slipped it on. It was cold at first, sending a shiver up her spine. When she looked at it, it came to about mid thigh on her, the V neck dipped lower than she expected, over all it did hide her.

"Thank you..."

It was an uncertain thanks, uncertain of exactly what it is she's thanking him for considering she didn't know his intentions. She looked out into the distance, towards the trees longing to return home to them and at the same time she reached up to the collar as if confirming it was still there. Smash hadn't freed her, he may have saved her from the gargoyles, it quickly became clear to her that intends to keep her for reasons that were unclear.

"Katoree."

Again there was uncertainty in her voice, wondering why she told him her name. In her mind ogres didn't care for such things, but she figured she knew his name that she would give hers.