Kiri: Worg-Rider in the Tharunian Wastes, Part III [WARNING: GRAPHIC]

 

 

Later in the night Kiri rolled over, feeling the wiry hide of the worg pressed against her. She been sleeping there at its side since some time after sundown. The central cavern would have been dark, but a soft glow persisted. The bio-luminescent fungus and lichen, that either thrived and survived despite the ancient Arcanian ruins here, or perhaps because of them. In the bathing blue-green light she could see the lines of columns and broken walls from a long-abandoned outpost. The collared human harlot, now the prized bitch of this worg pack that had made its den here, realized her lover was stirring.

Sliding and turning its body, the alpha worg moved until its penis thrust out before Kiri’s face, erect and flaming red even in the wan light. Here would be committed bestial blasphemies foul enough to be worthy of the dark priestesses of The Triumvirate.

The beast’s eyes were watching her intently; Kiri dared to meet them for a brief instant, then lowered her gaze quickly and demonstrated her submission, understanding what was expected of her. It growled lightly at her a moment, but moving slowly and non-threateningly, the slave girl took the warg's turgid shaft in her hand. It was rough and covered with the open sores, and still oozed with pus. Pushing aside a momentary hesitancy, Kiri lowered her head and opened her lips wide, moving her mouth to the oozing cock. If the Triumvirate scrutiny-drones were on silent watch, then let them watch, for she was about to give them a worthy show.


Lapping lightly at first, she ran the tip of her eager pink tongue around the fleshy organ, ignoring the initial foulness of the dripping pus. The cock smelled so foul…horrid, but soon light lapping turned to fervent licking, then impassioned slurping as she licked up all the creamy pus. It actually wasn’t that bad, not really, the slave girl reflected, quickly swallowing the rancid pus. She wasn’t even close to finished with that delightful, flaring red piece of raw meat.

Now Kiri began to suck, taking the shaft in her hands, she sucked and slurped the large head with enthusiasm. The smell of the worg's infected groin was nauseating…the taste of the dripping infected penis disgusting…but Kiri ignored both and concentrated on pleasuring the worg. It was not long become it came with a low howl and she choked from the massive release of its testicles. It was impossible to take it all in; much of the semen ran from her lips but Kiri thirstily gulped as much as she could. The massive and muscular hindquarters lunged forward instinctively, but she pulled back, knowing what the eager and charging thing might do to her. Rammed into the soft depths of her throat it could kill her easily. Turning about quickly, she stretched her bottoms aside slightly. Raising her pantied ass to the alpha worg, she plucked the elasticized leg banding off her ass, pulling the wide seat of her briefs aside until her cunt was soon gliding on the ruby cock, and her fingers grabbed hold of broken rocks beneath them, bracing herself for the inevitable thrust.


“Aggghhhhhh!!!” She screamed in agony, the warg impaling her in one brutal thrust, the huge knotted base of its cock pushing right up to her swollen lips.



A splash of foamy white hit the rocks in front of her, splattering on her face and heaving, dangling breasts. She licked her lips, tasting the come. A younger pack member had come right up to the pair, the alpha either not seeming to care or notice. The smaller worg was only slightly less endowed than its leader- In its excitement it had come prematurely, spurting its load on the cavern floor.

Coherent enough to do so, Kiri beckoned to it, the younger worg awkwardly turning about until its hindquarters faced her, seemingly understanding her intentions. Kiri shifted her weight to her left hand and eagerly grabbed for the anxious worg penis. Most of its load was all over the rocks, but Kiri sucked it for all she was worth. Slurping hard, she sucked and swallowed the last drops as the stream subsided. Despite the smaller size, the cock was still ponderous- the balls still swollen enough with cum to give Kiri another good meal.

A low rumble from the pack leader’s throat urged the other backward, and Kiri fell forward, ass impaled as the knot swelled inside her vagina again. Face to the wet and sticky cave floor, she lapped hungrily at the spilled worg seed, taking it in both ends at once as her cunt bloated with semen once more. Among the wet lapping of her tongue, thick drops of semen splattered loudly to the stone between her knees, where it squirted out around the gigantic cock spearing her tortured cunt. After a long while the huge worg’s knot deflated and finally withdrew, dumping a loud splash of semen on the cavern floor.


It was only a matter of time before their activities roused some of the pack and another large male approached her. Feeling the weight of the worg on her back and the front legs around her chest, Kiri looked down between her skinny thighs and could see the stiffening cock dangling, dripping with even more pre-cum and pus. The gusset of her plastic underpants bulged with the swollen meat within; cunt lips bruised and battered, the worg's penis sliding smoothly on the material where it stretched between her tight buttocks. The pack was sitting up and watching, and Kiri screamed once again: The worg’s hindquarters tensed then lunged. The swollen red cock thrust, spearing her. Dawn seemed like it was a minor eternity away…