Vilana (Stasia)

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Vilana 8
Slime 10
Vilana fails to improve her situation

Slime 3
Vilana 7
Neither does the living goo

A Wild Hellhound Appears~!

With every ounce of her strength, Vilana twisted and pulled at the slime holding onto her tightly, and managed to momentarily fight the slime to a complete standstill, neither of them managing to either break free or secure a better grip as they strained against each other. Her eyes screwed tight, the feel of the slime on her skin making her squirm a little, she failed to notice something important until it was a tad too late. She had made a great deal of noise getting in here, and this small slime probably wasn't the only one here... Which is when she heard a very familiar growl from behind her and the slime. Turning her head to look, she saw not A Hellhound, but The hellhound, the same one she had driven off before, and she sincerely doubted it was happy to see her...

 

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Vilana looked over her shoulder at the growl, balancing herself forward to try and not lose anymore ground from the slime. Noticing the familiar limp and markings, she gave a panicked cry and dug into the ground, trying to launch herself free. Hopefully the slime might block it's way, but she needed to at least get free to defend herself with anything she could.

 

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Vilana 7
Slime 13
Can't escape
Hellhound 16
Vilana 10
Knocked prone
Slime 12
Vilana 8
Ensnared 3. -3 to all rolls, cannot attack.

Vilana, twisting and pulling with every ounce of strength she had, could simply not break the amorphous creature's grip no matter how she struggled, locked in the temporary stalemate. And then the Hellhound tipped the balance by leaping into the room, smacking her across the back painfully, a little return present for her blows earlier, that sent her sprawling to the floor. The Slime seized the opportunity immediately, sliding up over her legs to seize her other wrist. She could feel the slime dragging her back farther, it's main body undulating against her legs and starting to creep even as the Hellhound turned to pivot off the wall, pacing, patient.

 

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Vilana can't believe how strong this thing is! She is leaned almost completely forward to try and free herself, only to feel the sudden impact of the wolf against her back. Her feet give out and they slide backward, letting her fall flat on her face. She looks up, and the sensation of being dragged back solicits a cry of help as her hands claw at the floor to escape the destination.

 

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Vilana 13
Slime 20
No change
Hellhound 17
Vilana 11
O dear
Slime 18
Vilana 2
Crit...

If she was unable to break from standing, then on the ground breaking such a strong creatures grip was certainly next to impossible, and she found that out first hand, her arms slowly being pulled back before she saw the flash of razor sharp fangs and pulled her hands back reflexively to avoid the snapping, and lethal jaws of the hellhound. As she let go of the tension in her arms to avoid serious injury, she had her arms twisted and folded up behind her. To make matters worse, she saw the hellhounds teeth flash again as it struck savagely tearing at her top, tearing a large hunk of the fabric away from her left shoulder even as the slime slid over her ass and started to vibrate and undulate against her body.

Vilana could feel her clothing starting to dissolve even as the hellhound tore at it, her skirt becoming nothing more then tattered rags as the slime concentrated on unwrapping it's meal, confident that it had won. Despite her struggling at the moment, Vilana could do nothing to stop it, and soon felt the warm, soft body of the slime against the bare flesh of her rear and thighs, slipping between her legs to caress her for a moment, like it was tasting her... She had maybe one last chance to make some headway, not even knowing if it mattered anymore.

 

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Vilana had scraped lines in the ground as her lower body was pulled into the slime, only to retreat further into it from the surprising flash of the hellhounds fangs! Her top was in pieces, revealing her chest, topped with pink nipples that were hardening within the cool air of the room. She shrieked, and reflexively tried to cover herself, while the skirt was being dissolved. Her modesty was being removed quickly, and her last attempt was thrashing legs and limbs to free herself of the slime, even while her body began to ready itself to accept the strange invader. The strokes and vibrations forced whines and whimpers from Vilana's voice. "ngh, w-what are you- no stop! ahn!" She squeaked, wriggling to get free, even as it stimulated her more.

 

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Vilana 6
Slime 14
No good.
Slime 19
Vilana 4
Ensnared 5. Completely Helpless.
Hellhound 14
Vilana 3
Icing on the cake.
Vilana loses.

Vilana struggling and shrieking did her no good as the slime continued to dissolve the rest of her clothing even as she twisted and struggled, her body reacting to the creatures stimulating touch against her will. As she could no longer do anything to pull herself free, she felt her ankles bent up against her thighs before it simply held her the way she was, a thick tendril of slime sliding up her front and between her breasts to press against her mouth and nose, cutting off her air flow until she was forced to open her mouth, just a little. As soon as that happened, it forced itself into her mouth, spreading her jaws and silencing her cries for help and protests.

Pausing, it undulated against her hips and shifted in her mouth as it took a moment to simply sit there, seeming to be talking to the Hellhound somehow, and Vilana figured that by the way the Hellhound was twitching it's ears, opening it's mouth to pant in what had to be a victorious grin, which honestly enraged her for a moment, before the large hound padded around behind her slowly. The slime and the Hellhound had reached an agreement apparently. Feeling the powerful body of the slime start to move, Vilana was utterly powerless to stop it from forcibly repositioning her, pushing her legs up underneath her to raise her ass into the air as the main body of the slime slid underneath her, wrapping around her thighs, torso, and arms all at once, it's grip only getting tighter as both of her lower holes were completely bared to the hellhound. She felt the slime start to hum and vibrate against her bare chest, the feeling of hot mouth's and teasing tongues wrapping around her nipples even as the tendril in her mouth began to thrust slowly and the hellhound dragged it's long, wide, hot tongue across her folds painfully slowly.

Lapping at her folds, it's nostrils flaring as it breathed her in, Vilana was unable to even turn her head to watch as the slime continued to tease her, apparently giving the hellhound first go...

 

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Vilana winced as she felt her legs folded back as she was pulled back, and a tendril forced it's way between her orbs. She swallowed, pursing her lips as she leaned her head away from the appendage. Twisting this way and that, and feeling the slime smear itself against her lips and nose, the intermittent breathing was too much, and she tried to get a brief gasp of air. That's all it needed before it slipped the start of the long rope of slime into her mouth, forcing it wide along the translucent body.

She tried to reach to pull the tendril free, but as she reached for it, she felt her lower body pushed upward with the slime sliding in beneath her to bend her over. She turned her head to look at the devious grin on the hellhound, and her gaze widened in surprise and fear. She lifted her arms to try and rip the tendril free from her mouth, but found her arms locked in place, as her pink hardened tops of her breasts were pulled and molested by the surface of the slime, forcing muffled squeaks and groans. The lewd noises that echoed in her throat increased in pitch and volume with the agonizingly slow lick of the canine tongue.

By the time the tongue had gone from one side to the other, she had become slick and the squeals became whining sobs of bitter eagerness. Too weak to resist, the perverted part of mine began to unfold the scene that was about to take place, and prepared her body to accept it.

 

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As Vilana's body betrayed her, so too did her mind, everything playing out in her head for a moment as everything stopped. That few seconds seemed like the longest in her life as her lust grew, squirming against her bonds not to escape, but in lewd frustration. Another teasing lick from the hot tongue of the hellhound seemed to set her nerves screaming again as the creature tasted her one last time before she felt his paws settle over her shoulders, the heavy hound sliding itself into position as she felt it's length rub against her already moistened folds, a soft growl echoing in her ear before she felt the tip of his cock press into her.

With nowhere to go and simply wanting things to continue, knowing what was about to happen was inevitable, giving in to the moment seemed so easy and enjoyable as Vilana's passage rippled in delight as she was filled, spreading around the thick, slick length pushing deep into her before the hound started to thrust, the slime matching it's pace and resuming the groping and squeezing of her chest to drive the flames of her own lust all the higher, her inner walls spasming for a moment around the hounds length as he bucked into her, his forepaws wrapping around to grip Vilana's body tightly as it took a sweet revenge that it's lolling tongue and heavy breathing told her it was obviously enjoying. Bound as she was, the tag team session became mind blowing as a thin tendril slid from the main body of the slime to engulf the jewel of her clit, gently vibrating and massaging the sensitive point on her body as the hound started to slam into her, the pace becoming brutal as the considerable strength of the creature burying itself in her over and over was brought to bare. It was impossible not to, cumming hard enough to have Vilana screaming around the tendril using her mouth, the hound showed no signs of slowing or stopping even as she felt the creatures knot begin to swell, only growing larger as the brutal pace was held and Vilana was forced along for the ride.

After the knot itself had seemed to reach an impossible girth, the HellHound suddenly slammed into her, tying her in an instant, the sudden and powerful hilting into her slit drawing another scream from the bound woman as they became locked together, a torrent of heat flooding her as the hound came and an impossible amount of seed was spilled into her womb, locked inside her as the hound panted in her ear, it's breath hot on her neck even as the slime refused to give her battered body a moments peace, the molestation of her front and the thrusting into her mouth continuing even as her inner walls clamped down around the knot inside of her and continued to milk the Hellhound for every drop he had to offer...

 

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Vilana's pause seemed to have an hour to wrestle with her feelings, trying to force down the lust and depravity of being taken in a dingy place by a beast that she bested earlier. But the irony and humiliation was not lost on her, and that was her weak spot. Time resumed again with the second stroking tongue against her flower, and seemed to make up her mind, or at least her body.

With the lick, her hips rock back against the muscle, and a lewd coo echoed in her throat. Only when she felt the weight of the hound on her shoulders did she realize what she is in for. Her mind grasped some vague sense of size difference and tried to pull away, but it's too late. The sensation of the broad tip and the sudden growl next to her ear forced her body to tighten up, forcing what was to be an uncomfortable intrusion into a tight fit, snug around the flesh that invades her.

The shaft stretched her around the girth, splitting her wide as she cried out, feeling her own orgasm built from the suspense start to overwhelm her. With the securing of her clit, she quivered, and her walls seized around the canine. With every nerve alight, she bucked and writhed, milking the shaft as it pounded into her. Her body ached as it rested on the slime, but felt the hound had endurance, as it continued to beat against her cervix. She screwed up her face, shame mixing with her arousal to excite her further while the knot pushed against her entrance.

With the final slam of the hound, it hilted within her and filled her channel with it's hot fluid, rooting itself to her as she whimpered, wriggling her toes as she laid against the slime, while her throat was the plaything of the slime's tendril.

 

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Not to leave Vilana idle as she was tied by the hound, the Slime vibrated against her body as the same odd communication occured, the hound rousing itself to carefully move behind her, staying ass to ass, locked to her so it could get out of the way as a thin tendril immediately slid into her pucker, squirming into her with ease even as it started to expand within her, far easier then trying to insert anything thicker, it simply grew into a proper length before starting to slowly thrust into her ass. Her passage, already tight from the thick flesh buried and locked in her slit, rippled and clenched around the slime tendril thrusting into her rear as Vilana wasn't shown even an ounce of mercy. Climax after climax, for more then a half hour, the slime just continued it's steady rhythm, draining away what little energy the abused woman had left as her body continued to react regardless of the way she felt.

As the hound's knot finally deflated and it pulled away, it crawled a short distance to the corner of the room to curl up, sated even as the slime immediately pushed a tendril deep into her folds, and even into her womb as it absorbed the Hound's seed and her own fluids, drinking them in as it quivered against her and pushed her through 2 more climaxes before finally slipping away from her, leaving her a panting, whimpering, sweating mess on the floor, her entire body shaking in tremors as small echoes of the pleasure that had been forced on her came back to ripple along her nerves, her muscles tensing occasionally as it happened again. The fact that she was even conscious was impressive, but it wouldn't last as she finally started to come down from her sexual high and slipped into darkness...


Waking up, on the floor and naked, Vilana could find no trace of either creature, but her gear had survived. Looking out the window told her hours had passed at least, and that more men were on the prowl, possibly doing this every night in the hopes of finding another slave to add to their own, or the demon's collection with a ruthless tenacity that underlied their haggard appearance and cruel demeanor. Vilana was immediately brought to think about the woman she had seen led away, and knew a similar fate awaited herself if she was foolish enough to allow herself to be captured...

 

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Vilana was mixed between feeling relief of the hound moving, and the lust that craved it's closeness. That was abandoned as she soon felt the tiny sliver of slime slip into her backdoor. As the slime began to feed itself through the opening and balloon into her bowels, she squirmed, trying to restrain her groans if for anything but to keep from arousing herself again. Of course, this was futile, as the violation continued with the thrusting of the back tentacle into her rear, forcing her to squirm against the knotted flesh inside her pussy. Her body grew hotter, and soon her hips writhed and worked her into another orgasm, seizing along the length and squirting the cum onto the ground beneath her.

As the knot loosened, her muscles gained a brief reprieve before being stretched again, and filled her channel. Vilana's mind was full of depraved thoughts, sunk into the taboo thoughts of being forever entwined with the slime and hound, which only got her more excited and easily forced several orgasms through her body. At the end of the ordeal, she was panting heavily with a foggy gaze as she tried to come to grips with the shock and the pleasure of what transpired. Her chest heaved for air, quivering from overly abused nerves. Finally, she gathered her wits and groggily got to her feet. Swallowing, she picked up her gear and gazed from the windows.

I think I've had my fill of sexual adventures tonight...

She slipped toward the front of the room, and gazed out into the hallway, tiptoeing as she went.

 

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The hallway itself was blessedly empty for now, but she could still hear movement outside. The men were getting closer. There were still several more floors in the building itself, but Vilana had to make a decision and simply be thankful for now that the slime hadn't destroyed her equipment along with her clothing. There was a trail of slime on the ground heading towards the exit, the creature probably leaving after having had it's fill of fun using her body, and the hound was missing as well although which direction it had taken was a complete mystery. Still, she knew in her gut that if she didn't move quickly, that the men outside would close in on her position and find her without any trouble at all.

 

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Vilana sucks her teeth as she notices the men moving toward the building. Of course this would happen to her, and she began to move quietly toward the stairs, then when she was sure she was out of ear shot, she began to sprint up the rest of the way. Her eyes would sweep each level, looking for anything that might be valuable or delay her possible pursuers, while she listened for the sound of the men entering the build, to which she'd stop and creep up the stairs once more.

 

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Vilana had made it to the third floor by the time she could hear the men below talking to eachother from the stairwell. They had heard movement, but rather then pursue were moving cautiously, assuming that what they were hearing was a creature rather then a person. So far she had been lucky. There was one more floor to climb before she made the rooftop, and so far the only thing she had seen that could possibly buy her time was a fire extinguisher, still intact, and full judging from the gauge that was hanging slightly to her right on the third floor landing.

 

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Vilana decided to let the fire extinguisher rest; carrying around that clunky item would only bring trouble too her with how unwieldy it was. She snuck the rest of the way up to the roof, peering around each corner before heading to the roof-door.

 

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Nothing was in the way and the door was thankfully unlocked. The roof, apart from a small crater in it's center that led into one of the rooms below, was just as it should be, concrete and AC vents dotted the scene and a fire escape could be seen to one side, as well as several other buildings roughly the same height dotted around her in the standard gridlocked pattern of the city.

 

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Vilana crouched low and eased the door back onto it's door frame, before stalking over to the crater. She leaned over, peering down inside it before moving to the side with the fire escape. Cautiously leaning over the edge, she surveyed the road beneath for any signs of the men, and then looked across the rest of the buildings for entrances to the structures. She was planning ahead this time, something that had rewarded her in the past...

 

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But then, much to Vilana's horror, she was tackled from behind!!! thankfully it was the best kind of tackle ever! If tackle was a way to describe pawwing, and horror was another word for "D'awww~!" As a small red puppy came scampering around the corner of the door and bounced around her feet after running into her leg yipping happily. The poor little thing looked to be about half starved and more then a little happy to see her, or anyone for that matter.

Going back to planning however, even if the small pup was continuing to bounce around like a happy idiot, Vilana did see several men moving through the alleys all holding weapons. However, she did notice that she could probably make the jump across the buildings as well. The sounds from below her on the roof warned her she probably didn't have much time left.

 

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Vilana immediately rolled onto her back to see what tackled her, and reached for her weapon. However, seeing the small red puppy, she was utterly confused by the predicament. She pursed her lips, blinking, then took out a small piece of her rations to feed the puppy, in hopes it would quiet it. She then gathered herself once more, and left with only one option, fled across the roof tops.