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Fantasy Nightmare  (7)
 
    Slipping down from their horses,  their throats dry with dread, the 
emissaries, seeing the looks in their enemies  eyes.  Knowing that this 
scenario was staged to be seen.  To put fear  and horror into their minds.  To 
disgust them with the savagery.  Not  stated; but unsaid in the reality around 
them.  This is the fate of the  women of the castle.  It is not just male 
rape, it is male monster  rape.
    The men seeing a healer walking  to the woman closest to the tent, 
sprawled out, spread and strapped.  Rings  noticeably glistening in her nipples 
and exposed clit.  And the nose ring  so traditional with the Horde.  Blood 
and other juices, wetly between her  legs and covering her lower body.  The 
healer reviving her, as the men  watch.  Then guards undoing the half 
conscious, older amazon woman and  turning her over on her stomach.  Securing her 
again to the low table in a  kneeling position, and then stepping back.  The 
horror on the men's faces,  as a Dire Wolf moves to the table.  The woman 
whimpering softly as she  rises out of her unconscious state.  Not aware yet, 
of the next horror to  enter her body.
    The Dire Wolf his coarse  hairs a deep black with a few strands of 
grey. walking behind the woman, his  snout, pushing between her legs, the wet 
muzzle causing the woman to jerk, then  the long light tongue snaking out 
between her legs, licking the cum from her  thighs, pressing against her swollen 
labia, insinuating itself into her gapping  entrance.  A long moan as she 
feels the coarse tongue sliding over her  sensitive lips.  Her hips actually 
pushing back for a moment, legs  straining to open wider.  Then a gasp of 
horror, her stomach muscles  heaving in disgust as she realizes what is behind 
her.  Her body trying to  close to the wet tongue.  The coarse fur tickling 
her thighs, and even as  she gasps, she moans with a sound of pleasure.  
The tongue soothing on her  flesh, not only easing the pain and ache; but 
sliding over the nerve endings,  sending jolts of pleasure to her mind.
    Tears of frustration and  humiliation coursing down her cheeks as her 
head moves side to side.   The Dire wolf sliding his head from between her 
thighs, with a sniff of her  aroused pussy and then the wet nose pushing at 
her cheeks, taking in the scent  of her ass.  The monstrous wolf moving up and 
standing on its back feet,  the front ones scrapping the woman's sides, 
long red gouges, as he settles  behind the woman.  The front paws, gripping her 
body, the nails digging  into her flesh, and the rear legs walking forward, 
till the long red cock head  is between her legs.  The tip on the inside of 
her thighs and seeking the  swollen bruised lips of her labia.  The hard 
bone in the cock, causing each  exploratory thrust, to stab painfully into the 
woman as the Dire Wolf seeks her  opening.  Grunts of pain at each jab.  
Then a scream of pain and  horror as the dog cock thrusts into her cunt lips.  
Pushing them open more  as the slimey red cock pushes and slides easily 
into the woman, pushing the  slack flesh of her walls open again. And the tip 
of the long cock tickling her  womb.  The Dire Wolf settling in and gripping 
her tighter with his paws,  holding her to his body as his hind legs thrust 
his cock into her in rapid  strokes.  The woman moaning in pain, whimpering 
and then panting as her  body breaks out in a sweat.  Laying helpless as she 
is fucked by a  wolf.  By an animal.  The thrust, rubbing her breasts and 
nipples on  the coarse boards of the low table.  Her knees being scratched 
and bleeding  from the stones beneath her.  
    The Dire Wolf overwhelming the  woman with his wait, his ferocity, her 
walls squeezing back as her clit is  rubbed on the edge of the table.  Then 
feeling the wolf thrusting harder  deeper, feeling the knot of his cock 
blocking her opening.  Stretching the  tender bruised flesh.  Filling it as the 
Wolf discharges his cum into her  bitch cunt.  The blasts of cum coating her 
walls and womb opening.   Adding to the already mixture of cum deep in her 
cunt.  The fertile seed,  looking for her eggs to fertilize.  Screaming as 
the knot swells and  lodges.  The spurts of dog cum slowly subsiding.  And 
after a few  short minutes, the Dire Wolf pulling his knot from her stretched 
opening.   Raven laying eyes closed, drool sliding from her slack lips, as 
she feels the  wolf leave her body, his cum slipping down her tunnel and 
oozing onto the ground  between her legs.  The front of her body raw from the 
table wood.  A  few slivers of wood piercing her breasts.
    The emissaries and the women  nearby, still fixed on the woman.  No 
words, just horror etched on all  their faces.  Those being used wondering if a 
Dire wolf will take them  also.  The thick knob at the end of the dog cock, 
red and swollen,  distorted.  And then a gasp from the onlookers as another 
Dire Wolf steps  behind Raven.  The nose sniffing at the leaking cunt.  
Tasting, then  rising up on his hind legs and fucking into the helpless woman.  
A scream  and then her body filled.  Her whimpers barely audible above the 
slap of  Wolf flesh on human woman.  The Horde's representatives, gaining 
the  attention of the watchers and pulling them into the tent to enjoy 
refreshments  and talk, as the songs of anguish from the women fill the air.  
Distracted  as they talk and try to negotiate, by their eyes being drawn to the 
changing  partners of the women.  After the third or was it fourth Dire Wolf, 
the  amazon woman lay slack, not even a whimper from her mouth.  A few 
goblins,  behind her, taking her ass, fucking it and biting and scratching her 
body.   Crossing lines and designs of red covering the back of her body.
    After long hours of fruitless  negotiations the men leaving the tent.  
The resolve of the Horde to take  the castle and to subjugate it and all 
inside to there will firm.  The  rape continuing during the meeting, the men 
half distracted and fully horrified  by the sights and sounds.  Should the 
castle fall, this is the fate of  their women.  Riding back to the castle to 
consult and to explain what they  heard and saw.  The constant pounding of 
seize engines being constructed as  the sounds of horrific terror from the 
women.  Even as they near the walls,  the screams of the women still audible.  
Quickly the castle is afire with  the news of the women, the sluts of the 
horde.
    Panic fill the vast fortress as  day and night the distant cries and 
screams of the women continue, as does the  building of the siege machines.  
Four days and nights this goes on  continuously.  The morning of the fifth 
day, a delegation leading a cart  and a chariot stops in front of the gate.  
Raising the white flag, the  drivers of cart and chariot climb on the empty 
horses and ride back to  the battle formed lines of the Horde.
    The party sent out to check the  cart and chariot find and elf woman 
and a human woman in the cart and an amazon  woman lying on the floor of the 
chariot covered by a blanket.  All three  women of the group impaled on 
wooden phallas representing the the nations of the  horde.  Orc and goblin and 
Minotaur and Barbarian carved to  actual sizes, filling the woman and elf's 
cunt and ass respectively.  The  amazon woman, Raven, with a centaur cock in 
you cunt and a Dire Wolf's in  her ass.  The semi-conscious women crusted in 
cum and leaking  fresh cum from their cunts and asses.  A more visible sign  
for the folk of the Castle to note.  Gasps of horror and screams of  terror 
from the walls, as the men and women look down at the three  women.  A gift 
of good faith from the Horde. 
    
 
 
      
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