<strong>Grim Raping</strong><br/><br/>Reaching out again, the Nectus trailed its bony fingertip down the side of her neck, trying to illicit a scream or at least force her to open her mouth in pain.  Once accomplished, the scythe slid inside her mouth and began to ooze out a foul tasting liquid, blocking her lips so none could escape.  It wriggled and writhed in her warm mouth and she could feel the veins of its shaft undulate.  The Nectus forced more and more of the scythe inside her and the she could feel the thing hum in pleasure as it violate her mouth and continued to secrete its evil fluids.<br/><br/>The Nectus then turned its head towards Viker, curious about this large thing before it.  It let out a clicking, rasping noise which Viker could easily interpret as a question.  "Who are you?" it seemed to ask.