This wasn't Kuram.<br/><br/>The boy Juniper knew and loved was funny and sweet and kind. The person before her, he was a mindless puppet driven by lust, the living-breathing effect of the monster's pheromones and corruption. He would never hurt her, not if he could help it. He was a good person.<br/><br/>These were the comforting thoughts Juniper clung to as she was ravished. The girl tried to drift away from the brutal scene before her, but it was difficult to hide away when she felt him so prominently, felt his hips between her splayed legs, felt each and every forceful thrust. Her body jerked to his rough and rhythmic thrusting, and while her blood served to lessen the pain, her walls continued to squeeze violently in protest as his length sawed in and out of her.<br/><br/>It was a burning kind of torment, having her folds forced to part for his manhood.<br/><br/>He pulled his lips away from her and stared at his invading length, he seemed to be transfixed by the sight, his hardness parting her protesting folds.<br/><br/>"Kuram, please," she begged as the tears fell. "It hurts... it won't fit. This isn't you."<br/><br/>Useless words. She whimpered as the monster pulled her legs farther apart, and the whimpers turned into helpless sobs as Kuram took advantage of the added access and began moving at a more enthusiastic pace. Juniper had imagined their first time to be sweet, they would cuddle and kiss and there would be candles and flowers, and she would feel like she'd just settled home. This, it was a hot fire poker trying to find its way into an opening that wasn't big enough. She something tear and winced at the sight of his blood-stained member.<br/><br/>Fighting was useless. The monster held her tighter, aiding Kuram in her violation.<br/><br/>Juniper closed her eyes, sobbed, and wished he would find his release soon. She'd settled into a quiet defeat when the cold steel of his blade pressed against her breast. The contact made her freeze, made her pliant. The complaints died in her throat and she allowed Kuram to have his way.<br/><br/>"Kuram, this isn't you."