Dark Shadows

[cgraven]

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Dark Shadows

The Cule de Fae were a race of space wanders, for centuries they had roamed the fringes of the outer most limits of the known universe. They had never mastered the technologies of inter galactic flight. It was not that they were unfamiliar with the concepts of stasis, or suspended animation, but it was the deathly cold of them, a cold that had left their females barren or dead. Their very nature precluded them from the long intergalactic travel and had seemed to condemned the Cule de Fae to extinction. That was unless they could replace their females but few aspen species would willingly mate with another, an alien species from the outer most reaches of the known universe. These facts had presented the Cule de Fae with a dilemma. If nothing else these space wanders were fighters an ancient race of warriors that lived to concur to dominate and not like to let a little thing like threatened extinction to deter them.

The Cule de Fae were down to a small but determined male population when they discovered a way to travel intergalacticly without the necessity to endure the deadly stasis, or suspended animation. They had discovered a way to bend time and space so they could slip anywhere in the known and unknown universe like a shadow sensed more than seen. Yet they could also slip through time to a lesser degree. Their attempts to reclaim their lost females so disrupted the time space continuums that they halved their remaining male population in half. The next problem was to find a species that they could successfully breed with. None of the known species could guarantee a 100% successful breeding rate, but one species had yield a 40% success rate, humanity. The challenge was to take their females not only from their home planet Earth but also from a time before they developed intergalactic space travel. The early 21st century became their preferred hunting ground and their preferred query was very young and innocent females, ones unlikely to have any knowledge, or concepts of intergalactic travel.

Jakare had waited for the time when he could hunt for a female. He was not sure if he wanted to breed just yet after all he was a young man , only a hundred and ten cycles old. But there were other things one could do with a soft warm pink Human female other than to simply breed. They were renowned for their sexual powers and the way that their soft supple bodies could please the male Cule de Fae. Jakare adjusted his personal controller, began to bend time and space so that his hunt for his female could begin. There was a white hot flash of light as the time portal opened a great shimmering void opened before him. Jakare straightened his back and stepped into the void. There was a gut retching feeling that always over came time and space travelers and a moment or two of disorientation for the uninitiated. When he landed on Earth in the early 21st century, he was in a hunter’s crouch, his nostrils flared as he scented the air. Jakare smiled as he caught the scent of a young female, innocence had a particularly sweet and alluring fragrance like honey. Jakare smiled, his heart beat quickened, like all the Cule de Fare Jakare loved the hunt, the thrill of dominating his prey, the moment of capture the look in her eyes. Jakare’s smile broadened.

“Let the hunt begin!”

He whispered to himself as he took up the scent trail of the young innocent.

 

[papillon24]

Abigale had not had the easiest of life. At the age of 19 she had already been out on her own for three years. She had grown up in the foster system, lost within it most of the time. At this point in her life she did not even remember much about her mother, except for those random memories that would flash into her head and none of them were good.

Now she was on her own. Working a dead end job just to keep her tiny studio apartment on the outskirts of town. Waitressing was never what she wanted to do, let alone waitressing at a strip club. Men would throw sweaty dollar bills her way trying to coax her up onto the stage like the dancers. It was that she did not have the body for it, she did. She had a petit frame most girls would kill for. She was almost too thin. Growing up in foster care never did warrant any cooking lessons, and what she did eat was minimal. Most of her money went to keeping a roof over her head.

Abigale headed across the park. It was the shortest route to the bus and she was running late. At 2 am it was the last bus that would get her anywhere near home. She pulled her dark locks up into a ponytail and pulled her sweat shirt around her tightly before picking up the pace. She was running late.

 

[cgraven]

Jakare of the Cule de Fae dropped instinctively into a hunter’s crouch his mottled skin blended seamlessly into the surrounding background of this sparsely wooded parkland. The thrill of the hunt filled ever fiber of his being, he willed his heart to stop racing with its heady excitement, his breathing to calm, then inhaling deeply Jakare caught the sweet scent of innocence. He remained motionless as he let his eyes adjust to the dark after the blinding flash of his journey. He cocked his head, the soft foot falls of the young innocent drawing nearer before they turned away.

Jakare moved from shadow to shadow as he began to stock the as yet unseen young human female. Jakare’s mind stayed fixed on his task. It was then that he saw her step from the shadows and into the light of the full moon. She was breathtaking her body petit, yet firm and sensually alluring. Her hair shown and shimmered like the wing of a raven in flight. Jakare picked up a dry stick and broke it into. That stick breaking sounded like a pistol shot in the stillness of the night. For the Cule de Fae the chase was the best part of the hunt, running the game to ground, the thrill of her body pressed to the ground helpless, the thrill of your body pressed to hers as her fate closed in on her, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Jakare broke from cover, broke from the shadows and for the first time in her young life Abigale saw the creature that had come across time and space to claim her.

 

[papillon24]

Abigale stopped a the sound of a cracking stick nearby. The night time messed with her head after a long and frustrating shift. She still could smell the sour smell of beer that had been spilled on her by one of there regulars at the club. She took a moment and pulled a small aerosol container filled with pepper spray. Better to be safe than sorry.

As she got it out, movement from the woods caught her attention.

"Who's there?" she called out, only to be met with a large form coming towards her. Her eyes adjusted to the lower lighting. There was only one lamp in this part of the park and that was over fifty yards away. The form came closer and was shocked at what she saw. He was either diseased in someway or not human. "Stay back. I'll spray you"

She began to take a few steps back. Her heart raced with fear even though she tried to keep her composure. She knew this park. A this time of night it would be empty. But she knew there was an occupied diner close. If she could run there she would be safe.

She kept her eyes locked on him as she quickly turned and headed away from him in the direction of the diner.

 

[cgraven]

"Who's there?"

Jakare froze his muscles tensed as she stood there like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck.

"Stay back. I'll spray you"

His nostrils flared the scent of her fear, so tantalizing, so exhilarating, by the powers how he loved the hunt. Suddenly she turned, and sprang into action as she ran for her life. In less than a heart beat Jakare was after her. He toyed with his adorable young pry; let her see her salvation, the shimmering lights that were almost in reach, which is when he sprung to claim his prize. His hard lean warriors body pressed Abigale’s into the rich warm earth. The heat of his body caressing her, his hands holding her pinned to the earth.

“You are mine!”

His voice nothing but a series of dark sensual hisses like he was some giant serpent come for her. Abigale was flipped over on her stomach as if she was little more than a rag doll. A collar buckled around her slender throat. There was a blinding white flash as the time portal opened a great shimmering void looming before Abigale. Like all first time, time travelers the petite young beauty lost consciousness her innocent young mind and body ill prepared with the reality that was closing in on her a reality nothing in her young life could have prepared her for. Soon Abigale would wake in a reality beyond the stars, a slave collar around her slender neck, with no way home.

 

[papillon24]

She could see her safe haven ahead. The lights of the diner shone just on the other side of the street from the park. All Abigale had to do was keep running. She could feel her lungs burn and her heart racing in her chest. Her purse felt heavy on her shoulder.

Before she knew it she was on the ground. His had body pressed on top of her. How had he caught up so fast. She struggled in a fruitless attempt to escape. She didn’t cry, she just fought the best that she could

“You are mine!” A low hiss spoke into her ear. She could feel her body seized in fear. Her body stopped fighting from the shock and the words induced a shiver to venture up her spine.

Soon she was flipped over on her stomach as if she weighed nothing. Something cold wrapped around her neck and a bright flash lit up the view that was in front of her. It was too much. Her body had reduced her breathing to a shallow pant as her vision faded before her and things went dark

 

[cgraven]

Abigale awoke dazed and disorientated in a world that she could have not conceived of in her wildest dream, or more to the point her darkest nightmare. The lush green world she had known, the familiar park, the rolling green fields, the dark forests , even the beckoning lights, and the safety of the little diner all gone. In their place was a dark Gothic world of twisted trees with gnarled branches that seemed to be gnarled fingers reaching for her. In the dark sky the stars, the consolations were now foreign frightening, and in the sky instead of one moon there were two one pure pale and slivery, the other dark red and hungering as it chaste that pale moon across the night sky.

“What do they call you girl?”

The sensual hiss of Jakare’s hissed voice caressed Abigale’s senses. His dark haunting golden eyes held her . His body still pinned the young human beauty to the dark ground, the damp smell of the primal forest filled her nostrils, so very familiar and yet somehow different and exotic.

“You are now mine .”

His words punctuated by the slave collar around Abigale slender neck. Jakare wondered whether this stunning young beauty would accept her fate or whether she would try and run.

 

[papillon24]

The world began to come back into focus. She must have been dreaming. How could it not have been a dream. There was no way someone could look like in real life. Her vision was still hazy as she took in her surroundings. She gasp as she realized she was not waking up in her own small bed. The ground she lay on was not the grass of the park she remember tumbling down on, but a bed of moss. Dark trees came into focus in the distance.

Her heart began to race as she stated to push herself up before noticing that she could not. Something, or someone heavy pinned her to the ground. She wanted to scream and struggle but at that moment something caught her attention. She could tell she was no longer home. Two moons hung in the sky. One looked like that of earth, although it was larger and shone brighter against the black of the night sky. The other shone with an ominous read, dark as blood

“What do they call you girl?” A hiss in her ear spoke startling her “You are now mine .”

His face came into focus as she stared up into his eyes. She could not believe it, he was not human. A cry caught in her throat as she noticed the collar still around her neck, a cold reminder of what was happening.

"I am no ones, " Her voice finally found the courage to express itself as her body began to struggle, testing the strength of her captor

 

[cgraven]

His face came into focus as she stared up into his eyes. She could not believe it, he was not human. A cry caught in her throat as she noticed the collar still around her neck, a cold reminder of what was happening.

"I am no ones, "

Jakare savored the feel of young Abigale’s body under his, the warmth so seductive so sensual he had never felt such a creature before in his long life.

“What do they call you girl?”

Jakare demanded again, his lips were just a breath away from hers and brushed hers as he spoke. He slowly stretched her hands above her head her firm young breast pressed to his chest His knee slipped between her thighs. There could be little doubt about what he wanted, what he would take from her, whether she was willing or not. Yet to simple take her here and now would deny Jakare the pleasure of the hunt, the pleasure of truly running this warm vivacious creature to ground, and then to forcibly take her by right of conquest. Jakare loosened his grip on the young teen beauty only slightly. It would give her a chance to escape, but she would have to fight for that chance and Jakare looked forward to the chase and the hunt.

 

[papillon24]

She felt her mind lost to the fear as he spoke, his lips brushing against hers. His intentions of her fate were clear as her arms were raised over her head, causing her body to stretch and arch, pressing her body against his tighter. She could feel how hard he was, all muscle with no give. She could feel every sinew though the thin material of the white V-neck t shirt she wore.

His leg slipped between hers, pushing them apart. She tried to fight it, but all that sinew worked in his favor. She could only close her legs against the side of his leg. Her black skirt rode up her hips as she wiggled. She could feel his knee pressed up against the lace of the panties she wore.

Abigale could feel her breath speed up and her heart began to race. Her eyes went wide as she realized her fate.

As quickly as he had pinned her, she felt him ease up on her. The grip around her wrists lessened and he raised his body slightly from her frame. Her mind raced and she pulled with all her might. Her wrist came free from his grasp and she soon wiggled onto her belly and fought with all her might. Soon she was free. She stood and felt the adrenaline take hold.

With everything she had left she ran, leaving her healed shoes behind. She would be faster bare footed, and with that she dashed into the darkness of these strange woods with a slight hope she might be able to get away

 

[cgraven]

Jakare loved the feel of Abigale supple young body as she twisted and wiggled beneath him in her desperate and futile efforts to escape her fate. He could feel her breathing speed up and her heart began to race, with the fear that griped it and the way the young human beauty’s eyes went wide as she realized her fate. Jakare let Abigale feel the long hard tick line of his cock press to her belly through their clothing confirming what fate awaited her. How Jakare loved toying with this stunning young beauty.

As quickly as he had pinned her, she felt him ease up on her, holding out the hope that escape might still be possible. Oh how this spirited young beauty wiggled onto her belly and fought with all her might for her freedom. At last free Abigale stood and felt the adrenaline take hold and with everything she had left she ran, bare footed, a mad dash into those dark and foreboding woods. There was but slight hope she might be able to get away. Abigale was a stranger in a strange land she knew nothing of the hazards here and yet she ran with all her might, ran from the fate she had so clearly seen when the creature had her pinned to the ground with his keen between her thighs and pressed to her lace covered pussy.

The twin moons of this alien world looked down on Abigale in her blind flight. The branches of the gaunt trees seemed to each out like gnarled fingers grasping for her, tearing at her white “V” neck t-shirt and little black skirt. Every time that the young beauty thought she saw a way clear of this haunted forest a wall of thorns seemed to appear in her path. As Abigale blindly fled she could hear the footsteps of her kidnapper, her pursuer, growing ever closer, soon she could feel the hot breath of the beast on the nape of her neck.

Jakare followed Abigale at a long looping pace he so enjoyed the hunt, the chase, and at the end of this hunt, that sweet lush body of hers would be his, his to enjoy as he pleased. Abigale clothing was in tatters when Jakare caught her, tackling her once more his body pressing hers to the ground again. Once more Jakare let Abigale slip from his grasp, yet this time he was right on her heels driving her forward toward the IQ vines, vines that would reach out for her and hold the young beauty captive for him.

 

[papillon24]

Her escape became more and more frantic as she became lost farther into the depth of the woods that surrounded her. The darkness seemed to swallow her existence. The two moons shone down on her, glaring almost. Taunting her in her futile attempts at escaping this place. It was if hose moons were his eyes, watching her every movement and leading him directly alone her path.

Once he had caught her. She thought all was lost. He had tackled her to the ground, obviously a show of dominance and strength. She fought. She was no going to be one of those helpless girls. She had never been, so why start now.

At the first sign of him easing his grip on her, she wiggled free and continued running deeper into the night. The trees seemed to reach out to her, grabbing at her clothing. Her shirt now hung in tatters, her bra completely exposed thought the strips of fabric. There was a deep rip in her skirt on both sides.

She could hear him behind her. She could hear his footsteps as he paced hers.

 

[cgraven]

Jakare nostrils flared god how he loved the hunt and the chase. He had let the gorgeous young beauty slipped from him twice now, just to prolong the hunt; there would not be a third time. As Jakare followed Abigale in that long looping stride of his he slowly stripped away his own clothing, this time there would be no clothing, not barrier between them Jakare would make sure of that. He knew that she could hear him behind her. That she could hear his footsteps slowly closing in on her as he paced her.

He enjoyed instilling fear in her, the pungent scent of that fear arousing him, as he drove Abigale to the trapped that he had set for her. The piercing scream that echoed through the forest told Jakare that his trap had been sprung. Jakare slowed his pace to a walk for he took nothing for grant it as he slowly circled the area from which her scream came. He smiled for Abigale was entangled in the I Q vines, the young beauty was suspended in mid air about three feet off the ground and spread eagled it was as if the forest was displaying her for Jakare’s pleasure.

Jakare smiled as he let his eyes roam over Abigale’s supple young body the way her blouse hung in tatters, her bra seductively exposed and the sensual curve of her heaving breasts playing peek-a-boo though the shredded fabric. There was a deep rip in her skirt on both sides baring her thighs to his view.

“Shall we see what you are hiding Little One?”

It would have been so easy for Jakare to cut the tattered remains of Abigale’s clothing away, the cold steel of his blade against her soft, warm, creamy ivory, skin did present a certain temptation for him and yet he quickly discarded the idea, he wanted to draw out her unveiling. His hands cupped Abigale’s breasts through the tattered remains of her blouse. He smiled into Abby’s eyes, a predatory smile, as he began to unbutton her blouse. That smile only broadened as the tattered remains of her blouse fluttered to the forest floor. He snapped the straps of her bras as if they were nothing as snap of Jakare’s fingers and Abigale’s bra was nothing but a memory.

“What is your name Little One?”

Jakare’s lips were so close to Abby’s that with each word he spoke his lips sensually brushed hers. His kisses were as light as the caress of a butterfly’s wing. They traced the line of her jaw, the slender sensual column of her neck. Those tempting kisses explored the contours of her breasts. Jakare inhaled Abigale’s pale pink nipple, he rolled that sweet little bud along the ridged roof of his mouth. At her first little gasped moan Jakare sank his fangs into the girl’s taunt nipple, his venom flooded into her system, and he waited for his venom, his aphrodisiac to take hold.

 

[papillon24]

The woods narrowed in on her as she ran leading her into a patch of heavy foliage. It looked passible enough. Her first step in and she was stuck. Something strange was happening. The vines wrapped around her wrist and ankles. She screamed n surprise as her body was lifted into the air. Another vine wrapped around her torso and another snaked it's way through the back of the collar around her neck.

Soon he emered from the shadows, a cruel smile crossed his lips as he approached her.

“Shall we see what you are hiding Little One?”

His hands came to fall on her breast, supping it and playing with the weight of them, as if to inspect the quality. She closed her eyes tight as he undid her blouse. Each button exposing her a little more to the cool darkness of the forest around them. She felt her breasts exposed, in fact her entire torso was exposed.

“What is your name Little One?” He spoke so close she felt his lips brush hers.

"A..Abigale" Her name came out in a stutter as she felt his lips continue their way down her neck. Gentle kisses graced the sensitive flesh of her breast. The warmth of his mouth was almost too much as he took her nipple in her mouth. She had never felt anything like it.

A soft uncontrolled moan escaped her lips. She tried her hardest to stifle the sound with no luck.

With that she felt a sharp causing her to cry out. She tried to pull away but the vines held her tightly.

"Stop, What are you doing? Please let me go"

A warmth too hold from where the pain started. It spread slowly. She could feel it travel from one breast to the other. He other nipples hardened an she all of a sudden had a yearning for it to be touched.

"What is happening to me?" Panic took hold of her as a tear fell down her cheek

 

[cgraven]

"A..Abigale"


The stunning young beauty gasped as Jakare continued to suckle her nipple. One hand cupped Abigale’s neglected breast and he rolled her pert little rosebud nipple under the pad of his thumb and relished the sensual little gasp that escaped the girl’s sweetly “O”ed lips.

"Stop, What are you doing? Please let me go"

Jakare merely smiled to himself as he caught the first faint musky scent of Abigale’s growing arousal filled his nostrils. Oh his venom would make her gorgeous young body very receptive to his sensual exploration of her sweet charms.

"What is happening to me?"

Jakare could hear the tremor of fear in Abigale’s soft angelic voice, the growing panic as her supple young body began to respond to the powerful aphrodisiac coursing through every fiber of her lithe young body. His hand slid down the sensual curves of Abby’s torso. He lifted his golden serpentine eyes to her tear shimmering eyes as his fingers slowly pulled down the zipper of Abby’s skirt. The soft metallic whisper of the zipper, the caress of her skirt as it cascaded down her legs, the force of him ripping from her overwhelmed the trap young beauty’s senses. His hand slid over the firm curve of her ass, caressed her inner thigh, to cup her sweet little pussy through her panties.

“Have you been taken before Abigale?”

His hot moist breath washed over Abigale’s breast, and taunt moist nipple. He continued before Abby could answer taunting her once more.

“ How many lovers have you taken Abigale?”

The question hung between them as Jakare waited for her answer.

 

[papillon24]

She fought hard as he tore her skirt from her leaving her exposed in the embarrassing position from which she hung. The harder he fought the tighter the vines held her. Her arms felt as if they could stretch no father and the vive that held her at the collar now wrapped around her neck. The fear already made it hard to breathe. She did not need another hindrance in that department.

Abigale stopped a moan from escaping her lips when his hand came to rest on her pussy. The pressure and the heat of his hand sent a feeling she had never felt before in her life. Her body did not feel like hers. It acted on its own. Her mind was fraught with fear, fighting everything her body wanted.

“Have you been taken before Abigale?”

The heat of his breath caught her off guard as well as the question. A deep moan escaped her lips as the sensation in her nipple rippled through her frame. The heat rose between her legs and a dull ache formed in the core of her

“ How many lovers have you taken Abigale?”

She did not want to answer. Being in the system, many had tried to take her innocence. Many times she had to fight her way out. Many times, it was just her screams that had saved her. She had taken pried that she had made it on her own without resorting to making it on her back like so many girls her age in her predicament.

“Please let me go. I’m not that kind of girl”

 

[cgraven]

The intoxicating fragrance of the young human beauty’s arousal when Jakare’s hand cupped her sweet little pussy pleased him as the sensual little moan she so desperately tried to stifle. He loved the way her gorgeous young body squirmed as he pressed the heel of his hand to her Venus Mons. The only answerer that Jakare got to his questions was a low staggered seductive moan that escaped the young girl’s moist ripe lips.

“I asked you Abigail how many lovers have you taken!”

Oh how she fought against the effects his venom was having on her willful young body, her mind struggling for at least some control and yet the more she fought for control it seemed the less she had.

“Please let me go. I’m not that kind of girl”

It was his turn not to answer Abby’s gasped question instead he ripped her panties from her trembling hips, let his finger slide along the moist length of her soft velvet pink folds. Each pass of his finger cleaved deeper and deeper into her young chaste body he rolled the young beauty’s hooded little clit beneath the pad of that questing finger. Slowly, sensually, seductively, coaxing that little pearl of passion from its hooded hiding place.
Lovers have taken you.
“As you seem unwilling to answer my questions Abigail shall we see how many……….If any….”
Jakare’s golden eyes held his adorable little captive’s as he slowly began slide his finger in and out of her tight little pussy mimicking a lover taking her. Jakare slowly opened up the hapless beauty’s tight little pussy until the tip of his finger brushed her maidenhead, the symbol of Abigail’s chaste virginity.

Jakare had chosen his words carefully for the maximum effect. He was interested to see just what this young beauty would do now. His eyes never left hers as his finger continued to slowly delight and torment her. He stepped up to the bound young beauty his hard body pressed to her soft supple warm body the hard line of his cock pressed to her belly.

“Shall I take you now Abigail?”

He taunted the hapless beauty.

 

[papillon24]

Her eyes went wide as the thin bit of lace was torn from her hips. Her boy now completely exposed to the cool air of the night. She closed her eyes as his fingers explored her, invading her soft lips. The more he touched her the more whatever he injected into her took over. A jolt of intensity caused her to open her eyes wide as his stoking fingers found her clit. Once she had tried touching herself there, only to find the feeling was too intense and she stopped. Now Abigale could not control it. It sensitive almost to he point of being painful. Her body reacted though, with a slight quiver

His words hummed, almost in a low growl as he spoke to her once again. Her mind tried to stay in control resisting the feeling between her legs. Her body betrayed her. She was wet, almost dripping as a finger moved within her stretching her open for the first time. Instinctually a moan escaped her lips as if she had no control anymore.

Soon his fingers stopped and she felt a slight pressure within her as he stoked along her maidenhood, still intact and tender.

His eyes were intense as they stared her down, his body pressed upon hers. She could feel the tight sinew of his muscles. The feeling of him drew her in more. She could smell him, pheromones wafted up her nostrils and connected with his venom as if invaded her mind. His fingers still toyed with the folds of her nether lips. His breath was hot against her skin.

What was happening? Her body wanted more and her mind was beginning to follow. The fight was leaving her as she hung helpless.

"Please…" Her voice had lost the fight. The dimensional travel and the chase though the forest wore her down. The struggling against her bonds did not help either. "Let me go" It was all she had left.

 

[cgraven]

"Please…"

Abigale softly pleaded her soft eyes lifted to meet his for just a moment

"Let me go"

Yet even as the words slipped from her moist ripe lips Jakare could hear the defeat in Abbey’s voice, her hopeless struggles slowly subsiding.

“Please What Abigale?..............”

His body pressed to hers as she hung there between the hell of her captivity and the heavenly ecstasy that was beginning to consume her gorgeous young virginal body. Jakare loved that little girl lost look in her smoldering eyes as her supple young body demanded one thing and her innocent young mind screamed NO yet even that silently screamed No was rapidly losing it potency and conviction.

“……….. To be released, allowed to return to your own world Abigale?.......”


As he spoke his finger continued to roll Abby’s clit under the pad of his thumb.

“……………I think we both know that is not going to happen young lady.”

His finger slid with in her chaste young body as he began to slowly work his finger in and out of her tight little pussy as if it were a tiny cock. He let the feel of his body against hers feed the effects of his venom, his scent as well calling to the young beauties growing unreasonable arousal.

“Well Abigale What is it you truly want?”


Jakare’s head lowered to her breast, he inhaled her taunt little nipple before the tip of his tongue lazily circled her dusky pink areola and then his teeth scraped across the tip of Abby’s nipple as he continued to tease and seduce her supple young body.

 

[papillon24]

Her body felt alive as he toyed with her. Each touch against her drove her farther and deeper into a desire she had never known before. His finger moving within her drover her wild, and she was starting to want more. His scent called to her, filling her mind with thoughts of lust.

A tear fell from her eye as she realized she was losing the battle with her own body. The desire for more of his touch was filling her mind rapidly. The venom within her called to be reconnected with him. The warmth of his skin pressed against hers fueled a small gasp as his mouth took her nipple into it.

“I don’t know” a low loan escaped her throat as a pressure built within her, strongest at the little nub he toyed with. It was a feeling of both pleasure and pain. Her pussy flushed as he fingered her.

She felt her body shake as an orgasm tore through her body taking the last of her fight with her

 

[cgraven]

Abigale’s world, as tough as it had been, was at least familiar, but now was washed away. This dark alien creature words hit her like a fist because there was a truth in those words and those words echoed over and over again in her lust fogged young mind.

“……………I think we both know that is not going to happen young lady…….. Well Abigale What is it you truly want?”

Jakare’s body was pressed even closer to Abigale’s. The heat from his body seemed to fan the fires that his bite had enkindled in her. His head bent to her breast, inhaled her pale pink little rosebud nipple. His teeth grated across the puckered tip.

“I don’t know”

Abby moaned, a sensual little gasped escaped from between her ripe moist pink lips as her gorgeous young body bucked and thrashed against the bounds that held her. Jakare heard the confusion in her sweet angelic voice. It was time to find out if this stunning young human beauty had ever had a lover. He griped her throbbing little between his teeth, he inhaled deeply drawing a cool stream of air across that delicious succulent bud. As another orgasm hit the hapless young beauty Jakare eased a thick finger into her sweet pussy. He rolled her hooded clit beneath the pad of that finger, slowly coaxed it from hiding place.

“More?”

His hot moist breath washed over her firm young breasts. His finger began to slowly began working in and out of that delicious little pussy.

“ Do you like this Abigale?”

Deeper and deeper that finger wormed its way into her chaste virginal body. Then a smile parted his lips as his finger brushed Abby’s maiden head.

“ So I shall be the first to sample your charms Abigale!”


Jakare suckled her taunt little nipple as he finger fucked the helpless little virgin

“You do want me to fuck you Abigale?”

Once more his words echoed in the young human beauty’s lust crazed mind. He could smell the sweet musky scent of her arousal.

“Well young Lady?”

 

[papillon24]

Her body hummed as he played with her, toying with her body. Each touch was another form of torture forcing her to submit into the pleasure. His venom coursed though her fully. The more her touched her, the more the fire within her built.

Every touch upon her skin from their body contact tingled. The feeling he created between her legs was both sweet and painful. She could feel the desire build and as it released she wanted more.

But that was just her body speaking. She knew what he meant to do to her and the very idea of the act scared her. His member was hard as it pressed against her. It was large and she was not sure how he would even fit.

A tear of frustration and defeat fell from her eye. She knew her fate whether or not she wanted it or not. "Do I even have a choice?" The words escaped her lips in gasps as she tried to keep her composure. "Just get it over with so I can go home"

And with that the tears fell freely from her eyes as another wave of pleasure was pulled from her

 

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“You do want me to fuck you Abigale?”

Once more his words echoed in the young human beauty’s lust crazed mind. He could smell the sweet musky scent of her arousal.

“Well young Lady?”

"Do I even have a choice?"

Abigale gasped as her body, as if it had a mine of its own arched to his. It was the as her moist
ripe moist lips “O”ed as her terrified young mind lashed out at her seductive tormentor.

Just get it over with so I can go home"

Even as Abby’s tears stained her flawless cheeks the young beauty’s growing arousal filled Jakare’s nostrils. He could see that this gorgeous young creature was steeling herself to her brutal fate. His hands slip up the sensual curves of her supple young body, up her outstretched arms to where Abby’s delicate wrists were trapped by the clinging veins. His hard body pressed intimately to hers. Despite its serpentine appearance it was cool and dry, his breath hot and moist as it washed over her face and neck as he freed her hands. Jakare swept Abby up into his arms, her trim little ankles coming free. He laid her down on the forest floor a deep carpet of moss caressing her now naked young body.

Jakare Stood there towering over her, Jakare slowly knelt between Abigale’s soft lily white thighs, his mottled skin in stark contrast to her smooth alabaster skin. He lowered his head to her tawny little pussy, his forked tongue naked out and slithered across her soft pink virginal folds as he tasted her for the first time.

“So sweet Abigale!”

His dark golden eyes smiled up into her tear shimmering eyes. He lowered his head once more his tongue dancing over her little pearl of passion as he coaxed it from its hooded hiding place. If Abby thought her fate was to be a simple brutal rape she was in for a great surprise as Jakare feasted on her chaste innocence as he brought her ever closer to that dark abyss that promised such sinful and forbidden pleasure as he slowly and sensually seduced the young human beauty.

 

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Abigale felt his body pressed against hers. His hands rose along the slight curve of her hip and almost tickled as it made its way up her side. His body pressed against her. She closed her eyes as she feared what was to come, but expected it. She knew her fate was to be taken by this creature and this was it. His hot breath danced across her skin.

She was shocked when her hands were freed and she was lifted from the restraints on her ankles. She felt the collar shift around her neck as she was laid upon the ground covered in soft moss. She opened her eyes to him towering over her. Soon he knelt down and dipped between her legs.

She gasp as she felt a flick along her slit. It tickled and was warm at the same time. A small cry echoed though the forest as her surprise was made known. The rough handling and arousal of her body had prepared her for being taken while hanging by the vines. She had expected it to be fast and painful. He seemed to like to torment her.

Instinctively her back arched as his tongue danced over that sweet spot of hers. Her hands gripped the moss as the tickle turned into warmth and that turned into pleasure. She could turn and try to run again at any moment, but she felt herself lost in the feeling. Her hips bucked, pressing her sweet pussy harder against his mouth.

"It's too much, Why are you doing this to me?" She could barely get the words out as her eye rolled back, lashes fluttering as she tried to hold onto her sanity.

 

[cgraven]

Each little gasp, each sensual little moan that bubbled from Abigale’s moist pink lips pleased the hunter in Jakare. As his forked tongue coaxed the hapless young virgin’s clit from its hooded hiding place he loved the way Abby’s hips arched to his seductive tongue as the young red headed beauty pressed her aching pussy to Jakare’s mouth and tongue silently begging for more. Abby’s tawny copper head lulled from side to side her delicate fingers curled into the thick carpet of moss as he brought her tittering to the edge of the abyss.

"It's too much, Why are you doing this to me?"

Abby’s voice was trembling her hips wantonly arched to her rapist’s mouth, her soft emerald green eyes rolled back, and fluttered closed as Jakare’s wicked tongue continued to seduce the young human beauty. He now lashed that delicious little virgin pussy, griped Abby’s throbbing clit in his teeth, inhaled deeply, and drew a cool steady stream of air over that feverous throbbing bud.

Jakare savored the sweetness of the first orgasm he ripped from his little human concubine. He delighted in lashing Abigale’s sweet succulent pussy with his mouth, lips tongue and teeth. He loved how her gorgeous young body responded to his oral assault, as he feasted on her sweet dewy nectar. He loved the way Abby’s supple young body shimmered in a fine shine of sweat; her glorious tawny copper hair in wild disarray, as Abby buck thrashed and withered beneath him.

Jakare lifted his dark golden gaze to Abigale’s smoldering emerald green eyes, his face shimmering with her own sweet nectar silently testifying to her sinful arousal. His eyes held hers as he gave her soft velvet inner thigh a sensual little lover’s nip. His lips trailed sweet little butterfly kisses over that soft creamy ivory skin,

“Shall I take you know Abigale?”

His soft dark hissing voice was felt as much as it was heard as it wrapped around Abby, caressing and tempting her.