Monstrum Thomas of Arad, Handbook of Imperial scum Hunters.
The girl resisted: bite, scratched, wriggled, and squealed. So far, even more viciously than frightened, like an angry little lynx. But the Wolf knew that soon the tone of her cries must be replaced.
She and resembles was on lynx: light-blond one with red hair, freckles, green eyes, flexible a strong body. Strong, pretty peasant girl. The wolf liked them.
Finally Hansel and Brugg managed to tie the kicking girl to the cart wheel lying on the ground and, under the friendly laughter and hooting of the audience to look at this Baron pikemen, departed, annoyingly spitting. Still - not all adult women have such fierce resistance!
The mercenary company Wolf's contracted to this case – the suppression of peasant rebellions – quite readily. Work for the most part not dusty, even pleasant (to plunder, with women to tumble on the full legal basis-walk with a picnic is simple, but not RAID!), and you also get paid in gold. This is not the rain of arrows in a bare field to stand, waiting for the Lord knights will deign to finally have a good laugh in their favorite game – jabbing each other a long Drin at full gallop, and will be under cover to go on the attack without losing people for nothing!...
When the girl was finally crucified on the wheel in the pose of a starfish and tore a thin linen dress from chin to hips (another thin cry and an explosion of laughter), the Wolf heard a convulsive sob to his right. Squinting there eyes, the leader of the mercenary grimaced in disgust. There shifting from foot to foot, blowing voluptuous drooling, big guy Gur. A huge, stupid mountain of meat. Wolf used it only when it was necessary to do something quite elementary. Break someone's skull, for example. Because thoughts are more complicated than eat, drink, or attach your Elda to some warm cleft the head of Gur was visited very rarely. However, to disobey the order of Wolf he was afraid of more than death... and indeed a large part of their squad.
As for Aldi... the Gods of Hur to him. Such a cudgel, thick in the hand of an adult man, dangling between his legs, not every horse will meet! Which means you can't give this girl to him. On first glance it years 13-14. Suppose that, like all peasant girls, she looks quite sturdy, and rounded to the beginning where it should, but Hur it is simply break in half. Adult women not all it could crawl, and now this Soplica…
In principle, in advance of the Wolf on this girl in any case, no one will encroach. He has a right to keep her exclusively for himself, rightfully won is because he caught up with her at the edge of the forest and throwing saddle, brought them back to the ravaged village. Fucked freckled before him could well be accused of concealing the trophy. And for this among mercenaries punished without any mercy!
The wolf jumped off his horse and, pulling off arms of cavalry gloves, slowly walked to the crucified girl. Hansel with Bruges and other spectators have already gone to make up for the missed fun, fearing that the guys from the company and the baronial soldiers will drink all the wine found and spoil all the women, and they will get only a dozen broken members of the hole, the owners of which is not something that did not scream and did not twitch, but did not even move. What a pleasure to fuck half-dead, often unconscious of the beam in the torn hole?
Looks like she started to understand that it is waiting for, but because the girl huddled and cried harder than ever. But with a distinct hint of desperation in his voice. With the anguish of the beast realizing that he was trapped, that everything was over, that there would be no mercy…
A tart smell of sweat was added to the sweet smell of a girl's body. She was afraid! Oh, he smelled her fear perfectly!...
The wolf knew how valid his opinion. Yellow eyes with unnaturally narrowed triangular pupils seemed to penetrate the victim, depriving her of will, immobilized…
Putting his hand under the scraps of the dress, he felt already quite formed elastic breast with a sharp hard nipple, and squeezed with force. I would've kept curled up in the hands of Wolf, screaming and trying to to escape. In vain: the crucifixion of girls on cart wheels-old as the world the most reliable method used by all armies of the world from the Western kingdoms to sultry Sands of Murad. Generations of soldiers have plundered villages and raped women, so every knot in this design was invented at the cost of scratched eyes and beaten eggs by maiden knees.
The Wolf's hand slid between her legs, stroking and tugging at her Clit. Sharp knees twitched convulsively in an attempt to close his legs, but prevented all the same rope. The Wolf hand moved faster and faster, feeling nothing repeatable touch the delicate skin and sexual sponges covered with a rough red shoots. Each movement was accompanied by a thin maiden cry through the bitten lip. His left palm still roughly crumpled her chest.
...In the backyard of the peasant house, where everything was going on, there was no one left but the Wolf and the Gur, who, realizing that there was nothing for him, settled in the corner and sadly listened to the women's cries and the cackling of soldiers heard in the village. He would have gladly joined in the General fun, but the Wolf gave the order to depart from him…
And that's when the sharp scent of Wolf reached finally the coveted maiden of the smell of grease, and the kid is not screaming and only muffled moaning softly, his little entertainment was interrupted by a scream:
- Ira! Leave her alone!
Quite a reference, a juicy woman of twenty years, simple-haired and wrinkled, but in principle untouched, jumped out from behind the corner of the house with a pitchfork at the ready. Sister that freckled the small lynx?
To intercept the clumsy blow and twist her was instant. Let's see what we got here. Long brown with copper tint hair, blue eyes, chest ... Oooh, Yes, Oh, the most relish! Such juicy melons the local girls are rare. Yes, your great-grandmother, the girl, does the Orc have sinned!
Well, the ass... Wide, but not fat, firm and high. Accurately Orc blood! Seen Wolf Orc girl warrior. These Amazons will ride anyone on the couch to the point of exhaustion.
I'd like to get to know you better, sweetie.…
Although…
The wolf looked at stepanovskoe Gura and evil grinned. This bitch interrupted him in the middle of slowly getting the usual pleasure. And their whole company learned a long time ago: you should never interrupt a Wolf when he gets pleasure. If the way to hide.
A tickling wave passed under the skin.
No! It's early, not in front of everyone! Then... then ... maybe. But not now.
Hey, Gur! - called out to the bully Wolf. That woman is yours.
Gur roared happily and attacked the poor girl, literally crushing her under him. And, unlike Wolf who loves to have a current obezvolennyh and even postesnyalsya pleasure victim, he did not waste time on foreplay. He just pressed the girl to the ground, tore her clothes until there was nothing left but a torn shirt.
Of course, she tried to escape, shouted, kicked. But with Gur, it was even harder than being crucified on a wheel. And the muffled sounds of struggle were about to change…
My God, what is this?! No... no, please! Mercy! Please-a-a-a-a-a!!!! Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah!!!... - the last word turned into a hysterical, heart-rending howl of unbearable pain: Gur introduced his huge club into her plump, but not too developed pussy.
She screamed and struggled. Although a huge cock barely crawled into her God Forbid half. Maybe less. But even then, the lower abdomen sobbing from the unbearable pain of the young man at the same time swelled as if now burst and get out of there some monstrous mole. Yeah, she has a vagina now stretched be healthy…
She tried to crawl away from the source of the pain, to push away a rapist to remove it himself, but Gur, unhappy strykow, grabbed and so rolling his eyes the girl by the throat, not allowing me to move away.
But he still realized with his Sparrow's mind that he would not be able to enter it completely so easily and with such impudence. Gur began, together with slow thrusts back and forth, to make circular movements to the sides, causing a new series of painful screams.
- No, don't move it... don't move it!....
It looked like he was trying to screw himself into her crack.
Finally, deciding that enough to push the walls of her holes, Gur, comfortably grasping her shoulders and neck, jerk drove member at full length and felt the head rested against the uterus.
-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah!!! Get him out!! Take it out!!! VITAMIINI!!! never even squeal the Wolf's ears. – Mom!! Mommy-a-a-a-a -!!!...
Belly moloduhi swollen hump in the place where entered Elda góra. Yeah, he almost got into her uterus. At first slowly, then faster and faster, this hillock began to rhythmically swell and fall after the movement of the Gurov club, which went inside the vagina with a monstrous piston.
She finally screamed one last time and passed out. The burglar, without paying to it absolutely no attention, continued to tear its crack busily.
The wolf felt the excitement again started to tingle the skin and jaw cramp. A moment more, and the teeth begin to grow and rebuild, the jaws lengthen... No!
Covering his eyes and calming down, he felt the heat of Change subside. For how long?
It was urgent to relieve tension.
He glanced his animal eyes on the bound girl, who, turning away from the things happening in front of her horrible act, he closed his eyes and silently choked with tears. Grinning, the Wolf returned to her and again began to caress her Breasts, stomach and legs, sometimes walking on the clitoris.
-S-s-s!... she jerked and bit her lip, suppressing the involuntary moan.
Finally, the Wolf decided it was time for the next round and brought his face closer to the pink, red-edged cannon crack…
Irja was hoping that this torture is finally over. Terrible cries Malki, so abruptly cut short, was still ringing in his ears. But between his legs already spread unusually warm soft languor.
The silhouette of the creepy man with a wolf's eyes flickered over her through a veil of tears. His hands and lips, kissing and biting were doing something incredible with her body, something frightening ... something gorgeous!...
But in a few moments, he interrupted, but she soon felt his hands on his hips. And his rough tongue…
Irja with a muted cry out in their bondage arc. His tongue!.. His tongue!!... His tongue!!!...
The girl breathed more and more, squinting and now and then sobbing hysterically. The walls of her holes were tense, squeezing and releasing the tip of The wolf's tongue, which went inside and rested against the hymen. He licked her slippery pussy from lubrication, sucked the clitoris and stroked her stomach until she arched, biting her lip, with a hoarse moan of orgasm. The wolf with a satisfied rumbling licked the sweet liquid from her crotch and sweaty tummy.
Another cramp in the jaw. What a terrible timing! Although…
Language brought a sharp pain, but the Wolf did not resist the Transformation. If you transform one part of the body, the Changes will retreat long enough. Lengthened almost four times and became more rough language began to caress slowly sexual lips of the girl. She was not crying, only breathing convulsively and slightly shaking, from the experience of orgasm for a while and out of reality.
Only when his tongue, stiffening with a stake, swiftly entered her full length, piercing through the hymen, did she cry out painfully and whimpered again…
The flash of a sharp pain between his legs again kicked out of the eyes Irii a tear and pulled out a soft cloud of languor, had risen again in the lower abdomen under the touch of rough language.
But the pain slowly subsided, but somewhere deep inside her was moving, slippery, soft, like a giant slug tongue. Irja gradually, without my noticing, started rhythmically move towards the tongue of the rapist. Thoughts blurred, there was only filling all her inside slippery body "slug", tossing and turning in the wet depth and caressing the walls of the vagina…
She was already fully ready. The wolf slowly began to remove from her a grown up to three-inch long tongue.
Ah, Abyss! From such a gentle and soft movement, she often breathed and... to the iron taste of virgin blood again increased incomparable taste of a girl's orgasm.
Obmaknuv powerless, she lay before him, his eyes closed and breathing hard. She didn't even react when the Wolf stole back to resting next to his unconscious victim Gura, were released from fingers sharp claws and cut the ropes.
Bringing his hand to the human form, he turned the Freckle twitching sluggishly from the remnants of orgasm and put it crustaceans. Unfastened the codpiece, he introduced have long been ready in the trunk of her narrow, slippery from grease crack.
It is only sharply and hoarsely, and drew in the air and reflexively tried to move away, but the Wolf held her buttocks firmly. At first he moved slowly, speeding up the pace. With each thrust she was so hoarse begging him to move away but had not tried. With his head resting in between the land of the palms, she slowly started to sway to the beat took her to the mercenary.
Wolf felt a wave of excitement in the lower abdomen increases and spills into another transformation…
Irya already not resisted. Didn't have the strength. After the fourth in the last 15 minutes of orgasm and they could not be.
"Such a bitter woman's share" - as the late mother used to say. No tears, no bitterness, no anger left. She's just moaning from the dirty fun, like the doorway whore herself out in the yard smelling like a wet dog captain of mercenaries. As simple…
But something has changed. She suddenly felt a member of the rapist began to increase, all the tighter resting against the walls of the vagina and penetrating deeper into it. And in the middle of this trunk began to swell some huge bump.
From the unexpected pain she tried to stretch Mikami in the ground and move away, but only cried out again and flopped knees in the dust. That big shot that swollen on the rapist's eel is stuck in it!
The penis lengthened,and the lump grew. And that's when Irja-not in forces more to suffer, began to scream and plead to stop all this, the head of the penis rested on the wall of the uterus and... the growth stopped. Second break – and huge dick vibrated, scattering inside it, the flow of hot sperm. But plugged like a cork, the lump did not allow to leak a single drop, so that the vagina and uterus quickly filled and swelled from the sticky and squishing liquid…
Wolf swore. Changed the wolf's penis with embarked in a transverse locking bone firmly stuck in the girl. And transformered back only twenty minutes later. Shit!
Although…
Wolf snorted. It was possible to continue the entertainment already in the hayloft. ... And even the predatory look in the direction of Gura... to expand the repertoire. After all, this bully has long done more harm than good.
If not a series of separate transformations and not the thrill of hanging on his dick limp calf, the Wolf wouldn't act so rashly and to appease the Creature within. But he was carried…
Hey, Gur! - the captain called to the tall man who was already trying on again to climb on the young woman lying broken by the doll. Take her to the barn.
"Away from prying eyes" - wanted to add Wolf. But kept silent.
Something muttered, Gur obeyed.
The wolf, without removing the penis from the insensitive girl, picked up a light body and followed. Time went such a thing, and a snack is not a sin…