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Grima's Pets	By : KratosAurion97 Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 85249 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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"Hey! I need to talk to you!" Nah called out from her cell in Plegia Castle's dungeon, she pulled on the cell bars in an attempt to get Grima's attention.
Grima had intended to check on another prisoner but heeded Nah's pleas. Grima stepped in front of the girl's cell door, "Are you finished resisting Nah?"
"I was only trying to get away because my mother and Cherche are in danger."
"How so?"
"All three of us were flying over a forest when we started getting pelted with arrows. Cherche and Minerva were hit and they went down, then my mother went in after her."
"And you escaped how?"
"Hey! You better not be accusing me of being a coward! I had to land and regain my strength before I went back into dragon form. My dragonstone takes a lot out of me, alright? I didn't even get a chance to help because Morgan grabbed me."
"Tell me where they are and I'll rescue them both." Grima placed his hand over Nah's on the cell bar.
"Alright..."
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"Heh!" A bandit laughed as he looked over Cherche and Nowi's nude forms. Both girls were on their knees with their hands tied behind their backs, sitting on the rotting floor of the rundown wooden shack that sat eerily in middle of the forest.
The bandit stepped up to Cherche, "Thanks to you, both of my pals died," the lone bandit started to unbuckle his pants. After the bandit's belt was unbuckled, he pulled hand from his pants and reached out to smack Cherche's face.
The rider's head jerked to the side from the impact of the band's hand striking her, she slowly turned her face back forward and shot a glare up at the man. The bandit laughed cockily, he dropped his pants completely and allowed his hard length to pop free from its restraints.
The bandit grabbed the top of Cherche's head by a fistful of her hair, he pushed the tip of his cock against her cheek, he pushed his hips forward, grinding himself against the same side of her face he slapped. "I don't give a damn about your stupid pet dragon. All you wyvern riders are just weird sitting on those disgusting creatures, but if you care at all for that other girl, you'll open wide and start sucking." The bandit grinned, he watched the woman's mouth slowly open.
"That's a good girl. You wouldn't want an arrow in your friend's neck just like your dead wyvern, would you?" The man taunted. With his grip in Cherche's hair, the bandit pulled her down his length. Cherche's eyes widened when his tip passed into her throat. The bandit's balls were pressed tightly against her chin, he began to draw his hips back, pulling out of her throat slightly and giving Cherche a brief moment to breath before he slammed back down her throat.
The bandit groaned in joy, he quickly found his pace in humping her face; the bandit savagely slammed himself balls-deep into Cherche's hot and damp mouth. The rider drooled all over the bandit's length, some of her excess spit even ran down his balls that were smacking her chin with each thrust forward into her mouth.
The bandit pulled Cherche's head down the entirety of his cock, her nose was buried in his pubes while he viciously held her down and enjoyed the intense tightness of her warm throat. "F-fuck. You're takin' my cock pretty good for some disgusting woman that rides on a dragon. I bet your filthy little cunt will feel great around my dick." The man taunted, he slowly pulled out from Cherche's mouth, watching with a sort of enjoyment as the woman choked for air.
The bandit took a step back, his eyes widened and a smug grin formed upon his face, "Wow! Your twat's leaking all over the floor! You must be ready for some plowing!" The man laughed, he pulled Cherche up and dragged her to a nearby table. She was roughly bent over the wood table, the side of her face was pushed roughly against the wood surface.
Cherche winced in pain as the bandit's tip penetrated her sopping pussy. In an instant her virginity was taken, the bandit moaned lowly as her virgin tightness encased his rather thick cock. Cherche was given no time to adjust to the shaft splitting her walls apart, she whined and groaned as the man began to thrust into her without a care in the world, caring only for his own pleasure.
The bandit's thrusts were just as fast as they were hard, he kept Cherche's chest pushed painfully down onto the table as he violated her. Cherche had made many attempts to resist; she tried to pull up from table, she struggled and writhed to tried to break free. All of he attempts were futile, the bandit had leaned in and spewed dark threats regarding what he would do to Nowi if she continued to be a problem.
Cherche finally gave up and laid limp on the table, she felt the unending barrage of thrusts ramming into her, her pussy was shockingly wet as the brigand stuffed her virgin cunt full with his cock. The man became silent aside from his grunts of delight after Cherche submitted, he pulled his hands from holding her down and simply watched her body as he fucked her.
The bandit's perverted gaze went to Cherche's backside, he watched as her perky, round rear rippled each time his hips slammed into her from behind. Cherche whined desperately as the fear of cumming from being violated was becoming more and more reality with each passing second. She felt terrified at the realization he'd likely spill his seed in her pussy and impregnate her, she also knew that the brigand would likely fuck Nowi after he was done with her.
Cherche wanted to prevent Nowi from getting harmed any further, she began to push her rear backwards against the man's savage thrusts and she forced out the most vulgar, sluttiest moans she could muster.
"Oh ho! It looks like the filthy rider likes being fucked."
"I can't help it. You feel so hot and big inside me. I never want this wonderful feeling to end; please, make good use out of my body."
"What did you have in mind, lady?"
"I have another hole... Does that sound to your liking?"
"Ain't you a naughty cunt?" The man pulled out of her pussy, he brought his cock up against her tight little rear hole, "Go on, beg me to fuck your asshole," he accentuated his order with a smack to her behind.
"...Please fuck my--" Cherche's began to beg when a bright light appeared in the room and hot splash of something hit her naked back. She heard a thump behind her and she was pulled to her feet and turned around.
Cherche was face to face with Grima, she looked down at his hand and saw that blood stained his blade and she looked down further to see the body of the bandit that was raping her. She pieced together that the warm substance painting her back was the bandit's blood.
"I found Minerva. I'm sorry Cherche." Grima spoke softly, he reached out and gently stroked her cheek.
Tears finally began to run down Cherche's cheeks, she buried her face in Grima's chest and began to cry.
***************
"That should be enough," Tharja said, she rose to her feet and tightened the lid of the jar filled with Grima's seed. Tharja walked over to her desk and placed the clear jar next to her other materials for hexes.
Grima pulled his pants up and stood up from the edge of Tharja's bed, "What purpose does keeping my seed in a jar have?"
"I'm going to use it to help Cherche and Nowi forget about those brigands."
"How thoughtful of you," Grima taunted, "Anything happen around here while I was away?"
"Nothing overly important, Ferox hasn't made a move, and Sully brought Kjelle to us, the brute of a knight was put in a cell."
"Good. I have a few things I need to do before the battle begins."
"I will continue my work then," Tharja said, returning to her desk.
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Maribelle heard little Lucina crying, the blonde woman rushed to the infant's bedroom within Ylisstol.
Maribelle pushed the door open, her eyes widened in terror when she saw Grima standing next to the baby's crib.
Grima turned to from the crib to face the noble, "She misses her mother. You wouldn't mind if I were to reunite them, would you?" Grima asked, wearing a sinister smirk on his face.
"Hmph. Using infants as hostages, you've certainly stooped to a new low, haven't you?" Maribelle scoffed, "To think I once had some resemblance of respect for you."
"I've every intention of bedding you. I'd rather not do it in front of Lucina. Shall we head to my old room, or would you rather things get... Messy?"
"...Very well." Maribelle stated plainly.
"Excuse me?"
"I'll go with you to your... Peculiar castle under the one condition that I get to see my dear Lissa."
"So, you'll submit?"
"I'm no fool, Grima; I'm a noble, not a warrior. You've shown Ylisse some ounce of mercy, and with me out of the way you'll leave the rest of Ylisse be?"
"Yes, I've no interest in destroying the world like that hierophant from Lucina's world. If you come with me and become my slave, I'll ensure Ylisse's safety."
"Let's not waste time then."
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Maribelle looked at Lissa uncertainly as the princess eagerly serviced Grima, Lissa bobbed her head back and forth along Grima's dick, her skills had improved since the first time sucking him off.
Lissa sucked firmly for a few more seconds, leaving a sheen of saliva on Grima's length before she pulled off of him, "See Maribelle, it's really easy."
"I see..." Maribelle hesitated, she reached out and grasped the spit coated shaft.
"Aw come on!" Lissa kneeled upright on the bed and smacked Maribelle's round ass. "If you suck him long enough, you'll get really wet." Lissa crawled behind Maribelle on the bed, she pulled the noble upright just like she was.
Lissa reached under Maribelle's armpits and grabbed the noble's plump breasts. "Gods Maribelle, I wish my knockers were this big!" Lissa pinched Maribelle's nipples.
"L-Lissa! Unhand me!" Maribelle's moan betrayed her words, Lissa pinched harder, drawing an even louder moan from the noble.
"Just get on your hands and knees and suck, alright? I'll keep touching you if you do," Lissa purred, she kissed Maribelle's neck.
"V-very well! But you better please me well or I'll--" Maribelle's words were interrupted by Lissa's fingers slipping down and pushing into Maribelle's pussy. The noble woman let out a sharp gasp when Lissa's fingers sank deep into her.
Lissa giggled, she pushed Maribelle back down onto her hands and knees, Grima immediately pushed his cock passed Maribelle's lips. The noble's eyes widened when she felt Grima's cock pushing deep into her mouth.
"Uh-oh! Looks like he got tired of waiting! Looks like you're already getting punished." Lissa scooted back and pushed two fingers inside her friend's pussy. Lissa didn't know if Maribelle's cunt was slick from the taste of cock, or from her pinching the noble girl's nipples.
Lissa smiled while she listened to Marribelle gagging around Grima's shaft, she watched in awe as Grima viciously humped Maribelle's face. She looked back down to watch as she pumped her fingers in and out of Maribelle's slick hole.
"Hey! Your tits aren't the only round thing about your body!" Lissa smacked Maribelle's rear. "Your butt has a nice shape too! Why does every other girl have a curvier body than me?" Lissa pouted, she smacked Maribelle's rear again out of jealousy.
A wave of instant regret had overtaken Maribelle's senses, she wondered if she made the biggest mistake of her life following Grima to his castle. Maribelle choked around the thick cock that was plugging her mouth, every one of her instincts told her to run, but the warmth of Lissa's touch kept her anchored to the bed.
It was because of Maribelle's need to watch over Lissa that she willingly let Grima take her mouth and throat for his pleasure. Maribelle felt Lissa's fingers slip out of her pussy, Maribelle cried out around Grima's shaft as another smack landed on her ass.
"I should probably stop spanking you. It's really fun but my hand hurts now," Lissa said, her voice sounded scarily innocent to Maribelle.
Lissa crawled passed Maribelle and got behind Grima. He held Maribelle's head steady as he continued to drive his length down Maribelle's warm, tight throat, feeling intense tightness each time he slammed forward. Grima felt the softness of Lissa's small breasts pushing against his back, "I think she's had enough, Master. I really wanna see her pussy stuffed with you."
"Very well, Lissa." Grima kept himself buried in Maribelle's throat for a few more moments, feeling the constricting tightness of her throat as the noble gagged wetly around him. Grima basked in the warm feeling of the noble's drool running down his balls as he listened eagerly to her gags.
Grima slipped his spit covered cock out of Maribell's mouth, he turned her around and laid her out on her hands and knees, he grabbed ahold of his length and pressed the tip of his cock at Maribelle's surprisingly wet pussy. Grima pushed his cock a little harder against her, feeling her wetness, "It looks like someone's enjoying being a slut."
"I am no such thing. I'm here only to keep an eye on my dear friend Lissa and--" a sharp gasp was pulled from Maribelle's throat as she felt the sudden sting of Grima's tip pushing into her for the first time. Maribelle clenched the bedding below her as she felt Grima's massive length sinking into her.
Grima and Maribelle both let out a breath of relief once he hilted himself fully in the blonde's virgin hole. Maribelle found herself moaning embarrassingly from the warm pleasure of Grima's slow, tender movments back and forth within her pussy. Grima was taking his sweet time in fucking the noble, he firmly squeezed her round ass cheeks as he steadily pumped into her.
"T-this is what all those women have been experiencing..." Maribelle muttered, her full breasts bounced a little from Grima's firm pushes into her needy hole.
Grima moved his hands from Maribelle's perky cheeks back down to her shapely hips, holding onto her tightly. Grima started putting more force into each thrust, he slammed his cock hard into Maribelle, whose inner walls that clung desperately around his shaft. Maribelle's breasts now swayed violently from the intense force from the impact of Grima's mighty thrusts, Maribelle screamed in guilty joy as she was being brutally ravaged in a vulgar way she never would have imagined.
Lissa remained behind Grima, she held onto him as she pressed her breasts against his back and placed warm kisses on his neck. "Keep fucking her, Master. I think she's starting to like it." Lissa said, looking over Grima's shoulder as he pounded Maribelle.
"I know she is. I'll prove it." Grima stopped his motions and pulled out of Maribelle's pussy.
"N-no! You have no right to--" Maribelle was silenced with a hard smack to her ass.
"Admit that you've fallen from the rank of noble," Grima emphasized his demand with another spank, "Tell Lissa what you've become, then I shall finish up and impregnate you."
Maribelle gritted her teeth in anger, she didn't want to be the mother of Grima's spawn, but she hated to admit that the pleasure of her pussy being plowed fast and deep was too good for her to give up.
"L-Lissa... I'm ugh!" Maribelle tried to push herself back onto Grima's length, he braced his hands against her and stopped Maribelle from moving. "D-dammit..." Maribelle muttered, "I'm no longer a proud noblewoman, Lissa; I want to be like you and be pounded until I'm nothing but a degenerate whore."
"I think that's good enough, right?" Lissa directed her question to Grima.
"Fine. She may have my cock," Grima announced, he renewed his grip on Maribelle's hips and drove back into her once again.
A wide, delighted smile washed over Maribelle's face as Grima returned to slamming deep into her filthy cunt. Maribelle hated how far she had fallen to love being fucked like an animal, but the tight friction between his dick and her pussy made her feel a pleasurable warmth that she'd never experienced before.
Marribelle fell flat onto the bed, she grasped the blankets while she kept her rear raised for Grima. "P-please, Grima, ravage me hard!"
Grima laughed, his thrusts remained rapid and hard as he slammed continuously into the broken noble. He listened eagerly as delighted moans came from Marbelle; the woman had completely given into her lust and was shamelessly vocal as Grima's hips crashed into her and provided a hard enough fuck to finish Maribelle off.
Maribelle screamed in joy, her pussy tightened considerably around Grima when she came, a wave of warmth spread throughout her exhausted body. Grima kept his thrusts steady as he neared his own climax. Grima groaned as he shot his white seed deep into Maribelle's pussy, the noble felt a rush of warmth seeping deep inside her.
Once he was finished, Grima pulled away and saw his seed starting to leak from Maribelle's ravaged hole. Lissa crawled over to her longtime friend and rolled her onto her back.
Lissa looked up at Grima as she ran her hands down Maribelle's panting and heaving body, "You still have things to do, right? I'll watch over her until you get back."
"Very well."
***************
Walking into his study, Grima found Aversa sitting in his chair at his desk.
Aversa pulled her eyes from the battle plan and looked up at her master. "Good evening, Master. I had thought you were already in bed."
"I wanted to check on your progress."
"Ah, you don't trust me to do my job well? I'm wounded, milord..." Aversa said playfully.
"I take it you're nearly done then?"
"I am. It took many cold, restless nights, but we should have the men marching the day after tomorrow."
"Good to hear. I'm glad I chose you to lead my army."
"Keep laying it on thick and I may actually start to blush! But... Morgan's been upset that you won't allow her to join us on the siege. Do you think you could talk to her?"
Grima nodded, he turned to the door and left the room.
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Morgan laid completely naked in bed, her blanket was clumsily pulled over the bottom half of her body. She grasped a phallus-shaped toy that was slick with her juices. The white-haired girl had failed to make herself cum; even imagining her father's massive cock or her mother's ample curves wasn't enough to get her to squirt violently all over her bed.
The news that she would't be able to fight with her parents had deeply upset her, she laid in bed yearning for release as well as an explanation why she was forbidden to partake in the coming battle. Just when Morgan started to slip the toy back into her pussy, she heard the sound of her bedroom door opening. Morgan let go of the toy and let it drop to the bed, she sat up with an excited smile on her face.
"F-father!"
"Morgan..." He watched as his daughter slipped out of bed and ran into the middle of the room to hug him. He wrapped his arms around his naked daughter.
"W-why can't I go with you? You don't trust me?"
"It's not that, dear. The warriors of Ferox aren't like the Shepherds; they will cut you down without hesitation despite being a young woman. It's the same reason I'll not allow Noire to go with us either."
"I see. I understand, now." Morgan pulled from his chest and kissed him. "I don't like it, but as long as my big sis is here with me..." She stared up into his eyes, her hand began to descend down his body.
Grima was surprised to see his daughter's advances, she started to unbuckle his pants, "Morgan, I need to go see Sumia."
"Can't you do it tomorrow? I'm really wet..."
"Sure. After all, I still need to plant my seed in your womb."
"Right! Take me however you want father!"
Grima watched as Morgan walked back to her bed with a noticeable sway in her hips. He reached down and finished unbuckling his pants before climbing into the bed with her.
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