Re: A Land of Monsters (Ranger9000 and Armacalic)
(Instead of colour this time just going to leave in the perspective breaks, perspective starts with Tek and ends with Tek, (PS Yes I know I lack the Deny Release Power but seeing as I'm not using it for the benefit of draining EP (and instead used it so that we can get a reason why Tek and Shri are in the same party) I didn't think it would matter)
Without warning, it just suddenly happened. He didn’t know what had happened, there was no air in his lungs anymore, he started coughing as his pained body asked for air.
He tried breathing, wheezing as barely a little bit of air entered his crushed lungs, fear started welling inside as he started realizing what was going on, but it quickly became clear as he felt his neck being stabbed. He was getting bitten. He was to become prey to some of the local fauna? Tek could only smile as the thought that he might die just like that crossed his mind. He’d be reunited with his sister without any fanfare or resistance.
What a depressing end.
He felt it whatever the fangs were doing, he felt it being pushed into his veins adding to the burning feeling in his chest, “Sorry…” He muttered to no one in particular as he resigned to his fate at the hands of his unknown attacker. An attacker that soon got a face.
Was he already dead? Was this a hallucination as a sort consolation prize for leaving the world this anticlimactically? He was certainly seeing a beautiful figure, he wasn’t entirely satisfied with this, rather, an orgy, or something else, he had expected for grandeur from his own mind in his death bed instead of conforming with a single girl biting on his neck. He groaned in disappointment but he couldn’t do anything about it. A single tear rolled down his face as he faced his attacker with a slightly defiant smile, born from the self-hatred he was going through for being so careless and stupid.
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'Heh too easy' Shri thought to herself as the prey folded beneath her. He hadn't even managed to put up the tiniest amount of resistance before getting knocked senseless, he even had a stupid smile on his face, though that may have been the result of her venom. 'Well at the very least I can have some fun with him now' She thought as she tossed his clothes away with a few deft motions.
She wasted no time, spraying the man's legs with her sticky webbing as she continued to pump more venom into his blood stream. Slowly moving her webbing up farther and farther till the every part of the man except for his crotch, and head was trapped beneath it. Pulling her fangs from his neck she took a moment to observe her handiwork, and to let her venom sink in, waiting for the now increased dosage to send all his blood down south. While the new dosage of venom took effect she moved her hand down and began to run the sharp points of her fingers over his lower head, not with enough force to break skin, instead using a light touch to help her venom along.
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There was nothing to do, but to let it all happen, a spectator to his own execution. Tek looked at the arachne as she began doing her handy work, figuring out he’d at least enjoy this, whatever it was that was happening, even if just to have a last good memory. His breath was still out but, because of his own lust and the venom, his member became a pole in Shry’s hands.
She pulled her fangs out and he could finally get to have a much better look at his executioner, with his already rock hard boner becoming even harder, he approved of the beauty that, he thought, was to end his life. In what horrible way, he did not delve into it, as he found himself captivated by the Arachne.
Maybe even falling in love with her… He shook his head at the idea, considering it tad too silly to even entertain such thought.
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As the man's lower head grew hard Shri gave a toothy smile, which both her fangs featured predominantly in. Now it was time to have some fun torturing the man, gripping his hard shaft in her hand she began to play with it, rubbing it every which way, running circular motions around the head with one of her fingers. Her other hand trailed lines down from his neck to his crotch trying to touch off nerves that would be already sensitive thanks to her venom.
But the true method of Syri's torture would come when the man's strength failed and he tried to release, which thanks to a hard and well trained press from her fingers and thumb, he would find impossible. She was sure she would would only need it to deny his release a few times with all the venom she had pumped into him. Then she would let him have his fun, if he could pay the price she wanted.
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His senses were drunk with lust, that’s the only way Tek could describe the sensations he was feeling, it had been the first time after the death of his sister that he felt as excited as he did now, to the point where he realized he would not be holding out much longer. His lower half begged for release… but even if he wanted, he couldn’t do it, a foreign pressure on his cock took him by surprise as he grunted at the unreleased strength in his loins.
He looked at the arachne with quite the confused face, until he understood what was she doing, he gritted his teeth, as the pressure increased again, sending pain from his crotch to his head in an even fashion. His breathing got heavier and heavier as the torture continued to definitely inhumane degree. His disillusion with his quick death was met with the realization that he would be tortured for a long while.
His body convulsed from the pain and the pent up pleasure, as he looked with desperate eyes into the Arachne. If mercy wasn’t shown soon, he would surely explode.
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The look in the man's eyes was enough to tell Shri that he had had enough. She probably could have demanded he eat his own arm and he would comply, but what she wanted was nowhere near as immediately self-destructive. Keeping her grip on his member firm she shifted to bring her face close to his and whispered in the most seductive tone she could muster "You want to release don't you? You want to fill me with your seed? Well I'll give you what you want, but you're going to have to give me something in return. I've been looking to... move out, and you're going to help me." Then her voice took a more serious tone "If you don't well, I'll keep you like this till you finally give in, or die, whichever comes first." Her voice switched back to her earlier tone, but with a hint of menace behind it "You'll help me me spread my species across this world. Won't you?"
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“Y-yes, yes! Just…” Tek begged, feeling as if his groin was on fire, as a small spurt managed to push through even through Shry’s deathly grip, he grunted again, as the feeling of release, as brief as it was, became his major desire in his short life. His hips shook violently, causing his shaft to be jerked off unwittingly by the Arachne’s hands, worsening his situation even more. His eyes wide in horror and pain, he started nodding frantically as his voice disappeared. Another white spurt came pushed through, with a painful grunt coming from the young Kitsune who was at his limit, anymore and he would surely die like that. An end he did not wish at all, leaving this world in such a fashion…
“I’ll do it! Pl-please, just… let me come!” He managed to push that between horrified grunts.
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"Good answer" Shri said, a satisfied smile coming to her face. Now she would grant him the release he craved, and get some, potentially only minor, fun herself. Lining up the lowest part of her human half she left herself hovering over his erect member for just a moment, contemplating potentially torturing him even more, but decided the man had had enough and now was time to seal his contract. As she release her iron grip on his lower head she dropped and took him all insider her before his body could even notice the removal of the death grip.
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With that, there was a massive release, filling the arachnea immediately with his white spunk even before he realized his wish had been granted, he grunted, his body spasming uncontrollably as he continued to pump more and more of his essence into Shry, dirtying her lower part as much as he dirtied everything from his waist down. The stream of come finally slowed down with one final desperate grunt from the Kitsune who was now completely limp, spent and barely conscious. His glazed eyes could barely focus on anything, and his lost look made him look like a ghost and not a single sign that he was even trying to breath was seen. The Kitsune wasn’t there, for that very short and fleeting moment, there was only a carcass, a dead body.
Then, he took a deep gasp, shaking uncontrollably as he regained a bit of his awareness, looking at Shry directly with a mix of confusion and fear. His member, which for a moment started to deflate, returned to its engorged size, twitching vigorously, despite the admittedly pitiful state in which the Kitsune was in.
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Shri chuckled a bit as the Beastman jumped back to life, and his member grew again. She might have taken her play a bit to far but it really didn't bother her. Had this one died she could have just waited for the next one. Though this one did provide quite the release. Now it was her turn to have some stimulation, putting a pair of her legs on his hips to pin him down and keep him from straining her webbing to much she began to work herself off on his member, focusing much more on her own pleasure then his. It was unlikely anything he could even move with the state he was in, and she was frankly rather surprised that even with her venom he was still hard.
Still though she quickly drove herself to her own release, not even feeling anything more the man could give her. Once she had given herself release she pulled off the man, but left him wrapped in her webbing. It wasn't like she feared he would go anywhere, especially not in his state, but she didn't see much point in cutting the webbing when he likely wouldn't be moving for a while. Giving a quick look around the area she returned to her former position in the canopy, deciding to test the weakened mans usefulness as bait.
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There was nothing, the Kitsune’s mind had remained empty for the rest of the ordeal, after she began fucking herself on his still rock-hard member for who knows how long, it didn’t seem to him like his body was in any imminent threat of being tortured again, not after his member deflated despite the constant stimulation. Without much of else to do, Tek listened to his tired body, and unwittingly passed out on the cobweb.
