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Gifts of Affection
By : Vaithen
Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft
Views: 15165 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't make money off or own WoW.
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“…Hic!”

Her world was black as she clenched her eyelids tightly, trying to awaken herself from this nightmare.

“Hic!”

She could feel the stream of hot tears spilling down her cheeks, tracing along her slender cheekbone. The salty tears dripped onto her lip, a bitter and acrid taste. “This is all a bad dream…” she thought to herself. She willed it.

But it was real. Too real. She gasped as rough, calloused hands gripped her shoulder. She trembled uncontrollably as his uncaring touch slipped underneath her simple white robe, his cold fingertips brushing against her smooth skin. She shuddered, trying to distance herself from her violator’s touch.

“Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts…” she told herself. But all that came out were whimpers. Sobs.

Her neck jerked away violently as his hot lips laboriously pressed up against her neck. She steeled her eyes shut, as if he’d pry her eyelids open. But the salty tears still escaped down her lashes. She craned her neck as far away as she could, until the back of her head brushed against the rough bark of the tree. She cried as his hot lips lavished light kisses against the side of her neck. Each kiss was torture, each unwanted press of his lips made her want to retch. She arched away from him, but found herself sandwiched between his hard body and the unyielding tree. There was nowhere to run.

She shook, twitching. Those moist lips… pressing against the tiny, sensitive hairs on the side of her neck… They stood on end, no matter how much she wished they didn’t. Her heartbeat raced as he kissed her in a way no man had ever touched her before.

And then his hands, his awful, cold, calloused hands. They swept the robes off her shoulders, the front of her soft cotton robe in her lap. She clutched at the flimsy fabric that was her only protection against him, shielding her against his violation. He tore it from her desperate fingertips, his hands prying her fingers open. She could feel the chill of the early morning, the wind sweeping through the isolated glade. The cold wind lashed against her exposed, pale skin… her small pink nipples already hardening underneath her red bra. She hissed as she felt his hot, coarse tongue, licking up the nape of her neck, leaving a trail of burning saliva, maddening in contrast to the cold chill of the morning air. She couldn’t stop shaking.

“P-Please… no…” She whimpered pitifully, her voice soft and weak. Her hands tried forcefully pushing his off, but to no avail. She pushed against his forearm, but it did little to stop his exploring hands from grazing all over her body, following the contours of her collarbone, down her shoulders, his fingertips lightly brushing against her smooth, creamy complexion.

“Don’t… “ She twisted her head to and fro, trying to escape his vile tongue on her neck. “…P-please, I have vows…”

She shuddered as she felt his finger following the contour of her long, slender ear, inspecting her as if she were some exotic animal. She cringed as she felt the very tip of his hot, wet tongue, licking along her ear…

“I-I don’t want this... please…” She cried beneath her tears.

Her heart stopped as she felt his wet lips pressed against the side of her sensitive ear, his breath hot against her cold skin.

“Oh, but I do. I’m going to show you what it means to be a woman.”

Her ear wilted. She shuddered.

She found a renewed sense of urgency as she savagely flailed against him, vigorously squirming beneath him, anything to worm her way out of his vile caress. She exhausted every last bit of reserve in her muscles as she thrashed against him.

“STOP!!! GET OFF ME!!”

She wailed and screeched as the pain burned in her muscles. He wrestling her arms down, his hand pinning down her wrists high above her head. Her nostrils flared in desperation, she felt the burn on her skin as her frail wrists struggled futilely, her naked back digging more and more into rough bark.

“Please, nooo!” She begged one last time, her weeping green eyes framed in red as she pleaded unabashedly. “HELPPPPP!!!!” She screamed at the top of her lungs, her sweet, angelic voice transformed into a broken cacophony of sobs and wails. She was hoarse from screaming, the knots in her stomach churning.

Her eyes flared open as she felt his sharp teeth, nipping down on the edge of her bra, sinking softly into her flesh before finding purchase on her red undergarment. She watched in stark horror as he peeled her bra down with his teeth, revealing her small pink nipples dotting her perfectly formed, pillowy breasts.

“HELP!!!” She shrieked, her small body shaking uncontrollably as she felt his warm lips pressed up against her soft titflesh. Never in her life had she felt as violated, as utterly defiled as when his hot tongue licked up the side of her breast, the evil grin on his face as he savored every drop of it, enjoying every bump of gooseflesh along her areola. He took his time, ever so agonizingly slowly.

“HELPPPPP!!!” She screamed in vain, till her lungs were emptied, pausing to take in another breath. She jerked her head away, not wanting to take in the visual desecration of her body. She could feel the tip of his tongue snaking out, flicking out, taking a long, slow lick of her soft pink nipple, hardening involuntarily. “Please, someone! HELP!!!!” Her mind was feverish as her violated body involuntarily shook and twitched, wracked by sobs, thrashing to and fro.

Her eyes twitched in shock as she felt her nipples respond to his hot tongue and the chill of the air around her. Hardening, stiffening. Her body was so cold, so shaken, the goosebumps on her skin rose, her hairs standing on end as she felt his lips wrapping around her tit. His other hand grabbed a hold of her other breast, kneading it, playing with it as if she were some fuck doll.

She whimpered pitifully as he suckled on her pristine tit to his satisfaction, her heartbeat thumping as she prayed that was where he would end his ministrations. Her eyes were glazed over in trauma as she clung to that one shred of hope, the one thing she had left to hope for. That he would leave her after he had played with her breasts to his desire, leave her to curl up into a ball in the forest and die.

But it was not so. His hands traveled further down, his palm and fingertips gliding down her smooth, taut stomach, as if he were amazed how soft and creamy her complexion was. The sounds he made betrayed how much he was enjoying himself, how he savored tasting her flavor, feeling her soft, untouched curves.

“I-I don’t d-deserve this…” She looked into his eyes, pleading with him in desperation. She whimpered like a puppy. “Please, have mercy…”

She cried in shock as she felt his hands slip underneath her robe again, his powerful hands ripping apart her soft cotton robe at the hem. He peeled off the remnants of her clothing from her body, the full frontal of her body exposed to him. He lowered his head down in between her breasts, taking a deep whiff of her scent, before licking his way down her stomach…

Her trembling hands struggled to push his head away, but his hands caught hers, prying them apart, shoving them to the side of her, up against the tree.

“Sister, anyone… please… help me… give me strength…” She prayed silently in her head, her emerald eyes quivering as they were transfixed on his face. The look in his eyes frightened her. And then, his teeth, biting down on her panties, slowly began pulling them down her thighs…
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Gifts of Affection	By : Vaithen Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 15165 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't make money off or own WoW.

Gifts of Affection