Gifts of Affection

She screamed as Vaen entered her. Her glazed eyes widened in shock and pain as the massive girth tore into her precious flower. His filthy fingers found themselves in her mouth, but she was far too gone to even register the thought of biting, resisting.

“AHHHH!” Dirt and grime covered her face as she shrieked, unimaginable pain coursing through her body as he brutally pierced her hymen, her virgin blood trickling down his shaft as he pushed himself inside. Her eyes were hallow as she stared blankly into space, all the pain and agony swirling together. She couldn’t tell them apart anymore, minutes seemed like hours.

Her pristine face was pushed into the mossy ground, streaks of mud lining her cheeks. Her body shook and quivered as he thundered himself inside, his fingers biting deep into her ass and thighs. His rough fingers enjoyed every second of kneading and spanking her flawless skin, leaving deep red imprints. His heel dug into her back as he forced her body to arch, mounting her from behind like a dog. His fingers forced her on her knees while her face was planted deep into the ground. The moss drank her tears as he ravaged her innocent body without mercy.

She peered behind her shoulder, watching as he bucked himself into her hips, his flesh crashing against hers, ramming himself home again and again. She could see his lips moving, his head thrown back in bliss as he raped her. His lips moved, but she could hear no words. Blinding pain blocked out all her senses. She allowed her mind to wander to somewhere safe, somewhere happy.

She thought about her older sister, her best friend and protector. Her sister’s long, free-flowing crimson hair, whipping in the wind as they ran through the fields of long grasses together, giggling. She grimaced as she felt a particularly brutal thrust searing deep into her body. She thought of her favorite memories, thoughts of her sister braiding her long, golden strands into ornate tresses. How her sister loved to run her fingers through her hair, complimenting on how silky it was to the touch…

“Hhhngh!” She squealed in pain as she felt his hands grabbing a fistful of her golden hair by the root, yanking it up. Her neck and head involuntarily followed, her eyes peering backwards fearfully.

“It really is like making love to an angel…” He whispered in her ear as he pulled her head backwards. His hot, vile tongue licked her. She wanted to vomit.

Vaen’s fingers ran along her smooth inner thighs, before they dug deep into the blood elf’s hips. His other hand still grabbing a hold of her hair, he made a show of enjoying her delightfully untouched flesh. He slowly withdrew his thick, meaty shaft from her bruised sex, a wicked grin on his lips as he admired the virgin blood coating his hot, throbbing cock. His shaft was starting to redden from the frenzied rutting.

He allowed her a brief respite as he plopped the shaft up against her back, letting her feel the contrast between his burning shaft and her cold, sensitive skin. She squirmed as his cock lay between her crack, whimpering, whining like a broken animal.

His hand guided his cock up against her dry pink slit, slowly rubbing himself up and down her crotch. Though her sex was dry, his throbbing cock was coated in his clear, sticky precum, mixed with the blood from her hymen. He made a great show of his pleasure as he pushed the slippery length of his cock up and down her folds, the bulbous, mushroom-shaped head of his cock brushing against her exposed clit.

“Ahh… Ah..” She whimpered softly, the searing pain in her body eclipsing any semblance of pleasurable stimulation. Rather, it felt like rubbing an ice cube against a searing burn.

“W-Why…” She choked in between sobs as she felt the slimy precum dribbling down the head of his cock, rubbing against her clit. She squirmed her hips, as if she could escape his grasp.

She felt him leaning close to her body, hovering over her, mounting her like an animal. His hands guided his thick cock up against the quim of her tight, dry entrance. He slipped only the head of his twitching cock inside, a perverted show of power as his hands wrapped around her body, pulling her back into his chest.

“Can you feel that, my little angel?” His voice was thick and lust-laden, his eyes filled with animalistic desire. She could only shudder in reply.

“Rr… rrr…” She shivered as she felt his pulsating prick slowly burying itself inside of her tunnel again. “Rrr… AHHHH!” Her mind wanted to snap like a rubber band as he buried himself inside in one swift, savage thrust, a cruel display of dominance as he yanked back her head, arching her body as he impaled her.

His hands braced her trembling, wobbling body, forbidding her from merely collapsing into a heap. He wanted to have his fun. Her small, lithe frame was wracked by convulsing tremors as she struggled to cope with his cruel cocktail of humiliation and torture. She took quick, short breaths as his bulging girth stretched her inner walls nearly to their breaking point. Her dry, tight pussy felt like it wanted to rip from his thickness.

Seconds felt like days to Vaen as he buried himself deep inside his blood elf, her virgin pussy like an unrelenting vice, milking him ferociously, her inexperienced muscles spasming, desperately trying to oust his hardened cock. He could feel every bump and ridge and vein on his cock chafing into her tight inner walls, his hips forcing his harsh, frenzied rhythm into her small body.

It was a thing of beauty to watch as she writhed on the ground, thrashing to and fro as he buried himself deep inside of her, violating her in places she didn’t even know existed. Her screams were music to Vaen’s ears, her desperate pleading only encouraging him onwards. His eyes feasted on the visual delight of her dry cunt swallowing his girth, forced to accept him as his hips crashed into hers.

His teeth sank into the side of her neck as each of her labored breaths against his body felt like heaven. He smiled wickedly as he felt her startled body jolt as his hot white teeth sunk into her flesh. He nibbled as he started ramming himself inside of her defiled body in earnest, each thrust harder than the last. The sound of their lewd, frenzied rutting filled the glade, the wet sound of his slimy cock pounding into her flesh, tearing into her dry, red pussy.

He savored each of her pitiful whimpers as he felt her flinching each time he pounded into her cervix. The way she cringed, the tears long dried up, leaving only burning red eyes and sniffles as he violated her in her most intimate place. He watched her gritting her teeth, enduring the exquisite pain as he grinded his pelvis into her.

“Such a good little girl…” He clenched his eyes as he hissed, relishing in the ecstasy of sheathing himself to the hilt inside of her exquisitely tight cunt. He opened his eyes as he hissed in her ear. “I have a gift for you…”

She screamed like an animal. Adrenaline surged through her body as she thrashed wildly, trying to buck him off, her nails desperate to claw into his flesh, rend his skin off.

“NOOO!” She squeaked, her voice desperate and frantic, like a cornered animal. “My vows! NO!”

She squeezed her pussy, trying to expel out the foreign invader, wiggling her hips as she tried to coax him out. “Anywhere else, PLEASE!!” Though no more tears came from her eyes, he could see the intense desperation in her face, wailing for him to have mercy.

But it was too late. He buried himself deep inside of her warm pussy, erupting thick ropes of his sticky white cum into her virgin body. He threw back his head and groaned as he felt his balls pumping load after load of his virile seed into the pinned blood elf. His twitching shaft wept with ecstasy as he poured his sticky white essence into her, seeping into her stretched tunnels, painting her innermost walls white. His fingers dug into her, raking her body as he emptied himself inside, so much that it began leaking out of the air-tight seal where his shaft met her sex, dribbling down her thighs.

“Nooooooooo!!” She gnashed her teeth, screaming her lungs out, her voice hoarse with exertion as she cried. She could feel the cum trickling down into her body. “Why??? WHY?” Her eyes looked lost, a burning intensity as she stared directly into his.

‘You’ve taken everything from me… everything!” She bawled her eyes out as she wrenched her shoulder socket, trying to break free from his grasp. “WHY??” She screamed, her voice echoing through the glades. Thoroughly exhausted, she surrendered, her body going limp, collapsing to the ground where his hands did not hold her up.

Vaen released her body, allowing her body to unceremoniously fall with a thud onto the ground. Her body curled up into a fetal position, curling up into a small ball as she tried to make herself as small as possible, shying away from him. Her eyes were wide open, glazed with trauma, her golden hair splayed about her face like a mess. Dirt streaks lined her naked, violated body as she lay there in the mud, spasms still coursing through her body.

Vaen rose to his feet as he his eyes studied her weeping body. His seed still leaked from her abused pussy, dribbling down to the ground from her lascivious body. The haze lifted from his vision, as the realization of what he had done sank in. Her robes lay in tatters beside her, the small basket full of empty melon juice bottles knocked over. The object of his fantasies, the girl he had loved from afar for so many years lay in a broken heap, her arms covering her breasts as she wept, her small, slender body convulsing, her soft muscles red and bruised.

“…What have I done?”