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Subject: Ziaxan Chronicles: The Ice Princess 2: Emily
Date: Fri, 12 Dec 2008 00:38:47 -0500
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The Ice Princess 2: Emily
By the time I had the pleasure of meeting Emily, my love for
figure skaters was well established. That love for them began with
that first encounter I had with Sasha Cohen, when I was first rising
to power. When we re-opened the portal, I had made sure that the
company I had established on earth, to serve as a front for the
Sindaran Empire, hosted several skating competitions, and I had
already had the pleasure of enjoying several very popular figure
skaters as my guests, both willing and unwilling, many of whom who had
now been reborn as Sindarans. As often as was the case, the unwilling
very often became willing as they were indoctrinated and reborn as
sindara. Figure skating clearly takes a great deal of physical and
spiritual talent, and so it appeared to be ideally suited toward
developing powerful women, women who had a strong connection to the
dal-ki and in whom it was able to manifest exceptionally well. In
addition, like gymnast and ballet dancers, figure skaters I had
learned tended to develop exceptionally high pain thresholds. Indeed,
there was no single class of women that I had yet to find with higher
thresholds than these powerful women.
It was a year or so before I met Emily that I had first had her
sister, Sarah. Sarah had been my birthday present and while my first
encounter with her was certainly a long, merciless rape, she quickly
was seduced by the power of the dal-ki and embraced her sindaran side.
It was during one of our subsequent encounters, after one of her
competitions, that she had first suggested that I might enjoy her
sister. According to Sarah she was just as pretty, but stronger,
more flexible, and very flirtatious. Sarah was certain she was a
virgin, despite that flirtatiousness, which certainly increased her
appeal.
Sarah had arranged for me to watch her sister in person, getting
me tickets to a competition. It wasn't easy to keep my mind on the
target, given the number of beautiful young women there, including one
or two who I had already fucked before. It was always interesting,
that odd knowing glance you'd get. Yet, I managed to keep my mind on
the victim at hand. Indeed Sarah was right, Emily was very pretty.
There was something very sexy about her, and the way she skated and
behaved on the ice. I enjoyed watching her move, watching her flex
her body, pulling her leg up over her head. Emily's legs were strong,
well muscled, and curvacious. Sarah sat next to me in the stands, and
was watching me watch her sister. I licked my lips hungrily as the
girl spun and danced on the ice, her tight young body so smooth and
well curved. Her ass was absolutely incredible.
"You like her?" Sarah asked softly and innocently as I watched her
younger sister.
"Very much so," I whispered into Sarah's ear as I licked it softly
beneath her hair. She moaned as I kissed her neck. "I am going to
rape your little sister," I told her, "I want to make her scream, and
push that tight young body of hers to it's limits." Sarah moaned and
squirmed in her seat as I told her my plans for her sister, unable to
restrain her own excitiment.
"May I watch," she asked, her voice trembling.
"You may my dear," I told her, "you may."
Emily's leg was pulled up over her head in a mock version of a
skating pose. Her wrists where bound together, and both were tied
into the metal blade of the skating boot with leather straps, forcing
her to arch her back. She gripped the blade as tight as she could
just to relieve some of the tension on her wrists, but still her
shoulders ached. She had held this pose countless times before, but
never for so long, and never under these conditions. From the leather
straps that held her wrists and ankle together, a chain rose to the
ceiling, lifting her to the point where she could not place her free
foot flat, and instead had to hold herself up on the toe of her
skating boot. The blade of that both was lashed to the floor. The
effect was that she was held there, pulled taut, arms and leg over her
head, helpless in her rape position, incredible pain in her joints.
All of her weight was lifted by her arms and leg in the suspended
skating pose, and she groaned in pain with each tense movement of her
body. Her moans were muffled by the gag that was tied tight around
her face and as I approached her, her eyes filled with fear, tears
falling lightly down her cheeks. Her whole body was tense,
accentunating her muscular legs, forced to endure the painful bondage
she had been placed in. She continued to watch me as I walked slowly
around her, admiring her body, and her sister's handywork and
preparing her for me. Sarah stood quietly in the corner, avoiding
her sister's hurt gaze.
"Very nice," I nodded, "very nice indeed. You've done well Sarah,"
I smiled at the older skater, the younger one sobbing as she heard me
praise her sister for offering her to me, for binding her and
preparing her for this rape. I approached Sarah and kissed her deeply
as she eyed her sister, finding renewed courage in my presence, her
body tingling with delight at the thought of watching me use her own
sister. I turned to Emily, approaching her as I spoke, lifting her
head to look into my eyes, to see the dark power that lay there. As I
gazed at her, she stood transfixed, held by my power.
"Your sister has learned her place in the world, as now shall you
my dear," I told the girl, "you tremble now in fear, but I sense great
power in you. Even more than your sister possesses I believe. Resist
all you wish, and it will not change the inevitable. I will rape you
this evening, claim you, fuck you, use your body. I will push you to
the point of death as you hang here in pain, there is no stopping it.
Resist all you choose however." I leaned over and ran my tongue up
her neck, the smell of her fear was intoxicating. Her trembling flesh
on fire, burning with inherent power. She made some muffled sounds of
protest, but did not move much as moving would have caused her intense
pain as she hang like an ornament from the ceiling, arms and one leg
pulled up over hear head. Sarah came forward at my gesture, as I
held Emily's head up by her hair, straining her neck, I guided Sarah
closer. She kissed her sister on the face, and then the neck as I
commanded her, the older skater's tongue working softly and slowly
over her sisters sweating flesh. Sarah moaned, growing hungry off the
fear.
"It's okay Em," she told her softly,"don't fight it, you will love
it in the end. You will learn to crave his touch as I have, to crave
the pain and pleasure he offers you. Together we can be powerful Em."
Sarah smiled at her crying sister, who struggled slightly in her
bonds. I pulled a chair up next to her, placing it under her breast
where she stood. Sarah sat quietly in the chair. With my bare hands
I tore open the skating dress Emily wore, baring her tits, their size
more apparent out of the constraints of the dress. Sarah groaned but
went to work without question, licking and sucking at her own sister's
tit's, running her hands up and down her leg, and along her body.
Emily screamed through her gag as she was groped and licked by her
sister, but Sarah, converted to darkness by the power of the dal-ki,
continued to enjoy the taste and touch of her sister's flesh.
As Sarah continued to lick and kiss her sister's tight athletic
body, I walked behind her slowly, sliding my hand along the leg that
was held suspended above her head. Her thighs were thick, but strong,
the curves of her muscles delicious as she was forced to tense
everything to keep from being torn apart by the bondage. I ran my
hand along her calves, moaning in pleasure as I appreciated their soft
curves, and firm musculature. Leaning over I ran my tongue along her
calf, the touch of my saliva hot on her skin, the power of the dal-ki
within me sending shockwaves of pleasure through her leg. She jolted
at the touch, groaning and screaming at the same time, her head now
hanging again as her body was feasted on by her sister and myself.
Her fear was strong, as was the sex within her, making for a
powerful encounter. We could taste it in every kiss against her
flesh, feel it as we groped and caressed her body. Sarah and I fed on
it, growing powerful as the young skater struggled. My cock was
aching already, throbbing wildly within the confines of my pants as I
caressed that firm round ass, feeling the curves, sending shockwaves
of pain and pleasure through Emily's body. I spanked her ass hard,
making her cry out, Sarah moaning as I hurt her sister, still licking
the younger girl's tits hungrily. I griped her hair in my hand and
forced her head back, her eyes rolling back, her body trembling. She
struggled for just a moment, but the pain of the bonds was far too
intense as she screamed out through the gag, and then fell still. Her
breath was quick, her body ravaged already, overwhelmed with
sensations of pleasure and pain, pushed to the breaking point. I
could feel the dark magic working over her, the power of the dal-ki
awakening the sindaran spirit inside her. I would fuck her, and she
would be mine.
As I held her hair tight, her head forced back, I pulled the knife
from my pocket and flipped it open. She couldn't see it, but she
could hear it, and feel it's coldness against her leg as I slipped it
under her skating dress.
"Don't move girl, I don't intend to cut you," I warned her, "just
need to make a little room here." And I flipped my wrist upward and
sliced through her pantyhose and skating dress in one flip, baring her
cunt. I put the knife away, running my free hand along her pussy now,
caressing her clit. She groaned lightly as I touched her, suppressing
her fear as the pleasure began to overwhelm her.
"Oh Em," Sarah whispered to her as she caressed her extended neck
as well as her tits. "You just don't realize how lucky you are. Lord
Ziax is a good master, he'll give you what you need. I know, I was
raped by him too, but afterwards I realized how incomplete I was
without him. He awakened something inside of me: something dark, but
something wonderful. I can sense it inside you too my sister," She
moaned as she felt Emily's nipples harden in her grasp. I was
overwhelmed with the quality of the slut I had bound before me. Her
body was so tight and sculpted, even more so than her sister's. Bound
as she was, her calf was pulled up right before me, and I couldn't
help but grasp it and run my tongue along the curves of her leg,
exciting her as she felt my power course into her.
I had her hair in one hand and with my free hand I was exploring
the wonderful curves of her ass and legs. Her body was tight,
incredibly tight, even more so than any other skater I had done
before. This was accentuated even further by the bonds, which held
her nearly taut, and tightened a little more with each time she
struggled. I gripped her calf in my hand, admiring the mucsculature
and curves.
"She's right my dear," I whispered as I ran my tongue slowly along
her leg, tasting her power, allowing her to feel mine, sending
shockwaves of pain and pleasure along her leg, causing her to struggle
against the bonds painfully.
"Oh yes," I whispered to her, my other hand still grasping her
hair tightly, "such a perfect little specimen. You are starting to
enjoy it aren't you?" She shook her head in protest, undoubtedly
causing her more pain than anything else as she struggled and writhed
against the bonds that held her. Sarah was pinching her nipples and
sucking her tits, pausing to push the hair from her eyes and lick the
tears from her cheeks as she stood there scared, helpless and in pain.
"I'm going to fuck you my dear, and it will hurt you a great deal. I
hope your body can handle it," I grinned, Sarah groaning as I spoke of
raping her sister. I pulled open my pants and took out my already
hard, throbbing cock. Sarah stared at it hungrily as I ran the wet
tip along Emily's thigh and ass.
"Yes my lord," Sarah swallowed hard, overwhelmed by the power of
my cock, "rape my sister with that beautiful cock, show her what it
can do." Sarah was writhing in her seat, her own orgasm overwhelming
her, she looked deep into her desperate sister's eyes as she came in
her seat, the power of the situation forcing her to climax.
Emily moaned through her gag, making one last attemot to beg for
her freedom, choking and sobbing. I placed the cock up to her cunt,
and she began to shake and struggle, the pain of her struggles must
have been intense, but so great was her fear that she struggled
against it. I pulled on a strap that lead to the upper ropes and it
tightened her bonds, pulling her hands and leg upward as her other
foot remained tethered to the ground. She let out a scream in pain as
her shoulders felt ready to dislocate, but her struggling eased a bit.
I grabbed her tight thigh with one hand and her hair with the other
and drove my cock into her in a single, deep, merciless thrust. My
cock slammed against her cervix inside, unable to fit all the way into
her cunt. She was tight and toned inside as well, as her cunt spasmed
in protest it took all my effort to hold off cumming myself, the
spasms of her pussy that intense and powerful.
At this point, she was hardly able to struggle, her body tied and
pulled taut in the skating pose, even the slightest movements were
excrutiating. Indeed each thrust caused her body to pull at the
bonds, sending terrible waves of pain and terror through her body.
Holding tight to the bound leg and her hair I fucked her with deep,
deliberate thrusts, pulling out slow and slamming back in and holding
it. Each thrust tore her apart inside, the powerful energies of my
cock now pulsating through her, seducing her spirit as well as her
body.
Closing my eyes I began to focus on the ritual sex I was having
with the young skater, or ritual rape if you will. Harnessing the
power of the dal-ki, using sindaran secrets I murmured words of power,
focusing my energies on the young slut as I raped her. Her body was
host not only to my cock, but my focused spiritual energies as well,
her mind being raped as much as her body. Dark images, of raping her
and her sister, of them both writhing in pain, buring under the power
of the dal-ki flooded her mind at my command. Her skin was on fire,
her cunt filled with an odd mix of delight and suffering. Sarah could
hardly stand the powerful waves of sexual energy that came over her as
her sister was raped in a sindaran ritual.
Again and again, I thrust into the young skater, feeling her tight
pussy squeeze my shaft insider her. My pulsating organ felt alive
within her, filling her insider, seducing her mind and spirit,
breaking her inside as well as out. Mercilessly I raped her helpless
body, my mind now intoxicated with the power of the movement, my
thoughts melding with the dal-ki fucking her spirit and mind, as well
as Sarah's without laying a hand upon her.
"Do not resist it Emily," I told her, grabbing her calf tight for
leverage as I thrust into her again and again, fucking her like a wild
animal as her bonds bit into her limbs, threatening to tear her apart.
"Take it, feel it, let it invade and consume you, give yourself over
to the power, for it is only inevitable that it break you."
I grunted loud as Sarah moaned in delight, watching her sister get
fucked and raped by her master. "Please master," she begged, "rape my
little sister, rape her hard, make her suffer as you made me suffer,
make her the evil spawn that you've made me!" Goaded on by the older
sister I slammed harder into the helpless, bound, aching body of the
younger one. Each thrust powerful, I grunted louder, my body wild
with passion. This skater was a powerful fuck, and raping her was
enhancing my own strength, giving me power as I consumed her through
the sexual bond I had forced on her.
Harder I pounded into the helpless skater, her body wracked with
spasms now, shaking where she stood. Perhaps no other woman alive
could have withstood the level of pain that Emily was feeling. Her
pain threshold was amazing, her power intense. Sarah was licking her
lips as she gasped, the energy of the fuck forcing her into one orgasm
after another. Emily struggled and fought, her body thrashing in
delirium as the power of my sex overwhelmed her, drove her wild
inside. She convulsed and shook, screamed and moaned, her mind and
soul raped along with her body. Indeed her body rebelled against her,
gave in to my will, and with a massive scream and a tensing of her
entire body, she came.
Emily's orgasm was wild and intense. It was like a raw power,
having been restrained for too long, was unleashed in an explosion of
energy. She screamed loud into the gag, her body shaking and
convusling as she came again and again, unable to resist. Her mind
overcome, her body broken, all that would remain would be her soul,
and an infusion of my seed would likely take of any final bit of
resistance.
"Oh god, yes.. cum Em, cum... cum hard.. oh god, I can feel you
cuming my sister, I can sense it, I can experience it...," Sarah was
groaning, orgasming out of control, intoxicated by the power of the
dal-ki.
"Cum for me," I whispered in her ear, "cum as I rape you. Cum
like the dark whore you are!" Again I slammed into her, and again she
came, her body nearly broken, her mind pushed past the point of
delirium long ago.
For hours I continued my ravaging of the young skater, her body
and mind broken by violent fucking. She groaned now, half unconcious
as I fucked her and Sarah sucked at her bare tits and neck. She was
broken fully, near to madness and death. Sarah was intoxicated with
the intense power of the encounter, groaning and writhing herself as
she couldn't take her hands form her suffering sister's body. I drove
deeper and deeper with my powerful thrusts, my cock alive within her,
consuming her, sucking her energy from her to grow more powerful.
"I am going to full you with cum now my pet," I whispered in her
ear as she faded in and out of consciousness, "I am going to grant you
the power of my seed, and you will know power unlike any you ever
experienced!" Grunting I pressed deeper into her, feeling her tight
cunt spasm around my shaft. Her body shaking and convulsing with
unending orgasm.
"Yes! Yes!," Sarah screamed, "giver her your cum!" All Emily
could manage was a stifled moan as I slammed in hard, shuddering as
the cum built inside me, gripping her calf tightly as my seed built up
within my loins and was unleashed in a torrent of cum.
As the hot, powerful seed gushed into her, her eyes flew open and
she began to scream, reawakened from the seed filling her cunt. It
burned her inside, yet brought unequaled pleasure. Her mind swimming
with the power of my hot cum, filling her with the power of the
dal-ki, her body and mind on fire. Shaking and thrashing with
pleasure she moaned, her heart racing, as the dark desire for more
filled her. In response, her cunt spasmed around my cock, begging for
more, needing more, and thus I gave it to her, cumming again into her
tight pussy, feeding my new slave with the cum she so desired,
allowing her to grow drunk off the sex, off the cum, of the power I
fed into her.
As she stopped shaking, her body coming down from the high of the
powerful orgasm I had granted to her, she slumped in the bonds,
exhausted. I cut her from her bonds and she fell to the ground, on
her knees, before her sister and myself. Sarah, herself waking from
the intoxicated state the encounter had put her in, pushed her tangled
hair from her face and slipped off her gag. Emily gasped for air as
she continued to recover from the ordeal, her eyes filled with a fire
now, an understanding as she looked up at me, and then at her sister.
"I told you my sister," Sarah whispered, kissing her sister on her
lips. Sarah smiled down at her sister, "how do you feel Em?" Emily
swallowed hard, looking deep into her sister's eyes, and then turning
to stare into mine. Her eyes were filled with the deep hunger I knew
well, and a deep power I had seen in few of my thralls. She licked
her lips and swallowed again, taking a deep breath before answering.
"Incredible," she grinned, "absolutely incredible." She nodded at
me slowly, hearing the thoughts I had placed into her mind,
communicated to her through the intense bond we now shared.
"Yes my lord," she whispered as she stood slowly before her own
sister. She took Sarah's hair in her hand and twisted it hard,
forcing her off the chair and to her knees. Sarah gasped and looked
up at her sister, her breathing growing rapid, frightened and excited
at the same time. Emily looked down at her sister, with an evil fire
in her eyes. Sarah gasped in fear and delight as she realized what
was happening.
"Now it's your turn, dear sister," Emily smiled. This was going
to be good.