Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)
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				Title: <strong>Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>16-03-2013, 21:18:35</strong>
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				Tisiphone (http://i.imgur.com/msZWZN5h.jpg) was one of the great beasts that were said to live in the deep, dark dungeons over hordes of treasures beyond belief. Rumor said that her gaze could drive a man insane, and that she had made a successful contract with the Dark Gods in order to attain her strength and richness—quite an impressive feat, since all the stories said that she was successful in her offerings. The story went that she was once a beautiful maiden ready to be married off to a foreign land when a powerful army set upon her betrothed, wiping him and all his kind out in a single, massive battle. When news came to her, she was consumed with bloodlust and rage, and she would give her life to the higher powers if they would help exact her revenge… Oddly enough, the invading army’s land has never been found, and if one were to follow a map to its supposed location, one would only find the ground barren and dead, of no use to man or beast. That simply fed the rumors that she was almighty and powerful, that she had transformed the very land itself with her rage. The stories carried heavy tones of fairytales, of course, but there were always wisps of truth to a good tale. In this case, the simple fact that no adventuring party had ever returned from her dungeon was an undisputed fact. Even when sending a division of his army in, the King never saw signs of the men again. <br><br>So what hope did a collection of seven warriors have? Well, the stories around Brynhildr’s group were just as fanciful, but in her case, the fact that they had slain several other “unkillable” beasts leant them plenty of good chances to actually return from the trip. For those who saw the group off, it was a rather exciting time. When Tisiphone wasn’t lurking in her cavern, she was out terrorizing the land and taking what she wanted from the nearby towns and cities. Her dungeon was situated in the center of a massive mountain that many trade routes had to go around, so she was often offered wonderful pickings as caravans moved by. When Brynhildr’s group entered the gateway to the dungeon, they were met with many strange and terrifying creatures that lived off of Tisiphone’s leftovers. Fresh meat was always welcome, but they were rather simple beasts to dispatch, nothing like the terror that lay in the depths of the winding cavern. <br><br>The further they went, the more unsettling it seemed to become. The beasts stopped attacking them, and the cavern was deathly silent. They started to come across bodies, old and fresh, hanging from the ceiling impaled on their own weapons. Spears, swords, even shields had been used to prop up the rotting carcasses, some having reduced to bone. The stench was almost overpowering, but the unsettling nature of it all must have dulled their senses to it. The cavern began to tighten into a path only wide enough for them to move in ranks of two, though the walls remained quite high. Everything seemed to be going well… Until Bryn set off the trap. <br><br>Since she was leading, she was able to witness it all. First, her foot was taken up in a noose, her body violently lifted up into the sky above their heads. The inversion was quite sudden and caused the rest of her group to arm themselves ready, trying to figure out how best to get her down. This was soon followed by more traps going off; spears shot up from the ground, plates forced seemingly solid walls to crush together, arrows came from the front of the tunnel. No adventurer could have been prepared for such a sudden and devastating attack, and worst of all, Bryn was kept suspended high enough that she couldn’t do anything but watch as her party was slaughtered in a matter of moments. A low, hissing chuckle came from further in the cave, an odd red light moving slowly forward. It was the beast they had been seeking! A gemstone on Tisi’s left hand was providing the light as she slithered forward, all her traps being safe for her to navigate over now that they had been activated. She looked up and raised her hand to see the dangling warrior, a smile on her lips as she moved over the corpses. <br><br>“Well now, wasn’t that exciting?” She giggled, staring up at the human with an odd glint in her eyes. She moved up the side of the wall, defying gravity as her long, snake body pushed her along the rock. She kept her distance for the moment, noting that the warrior woman still had her sword and shield despite the trap that she had set. “Oh do drop those, will you?” She asked, “There’s no real reason for you to even try…” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 01:26:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Brynhildr_the_icy_hot.jpg)</div>Even a seasoned warrior like Bryn had to turn away as the spears came lancing in to extinguish the lives of her party. It was thankfully difficult to comprehend what was happening to them when seen from upside-down, hung by a snare, but she could see that they were dead when they fell limply in the killing gauntlet and absorbed a half-dozen more arrows without complaint. Then the cleansing came, the walls crushing in, the pits opening into baths of acid, the jets of flame scouring all that remained of her mercenary troup. She hadn't known them well, but still her fierce eyes misted, if only for how suddenly it had all happened.<br><br>She mistook herself for being alone with the creaking snare and the echoing drip of water, the dying flicker of embers from the flame jets. Another few moments and she might've dropped her sword and shield to free herself with a knife from her hip. But that taunting laughter came sneaking in with an unwholesome red light, and Bryn instead held her weapons tight. Beautiful, voluminous, icy blonde hair hung down in fertile locks from behind the huddled protection of her shield. The eyes that peeked were determined and angry. She could protect only a fraction of her body, from head to navel, while the rest of her dangled freely- long, creamy legs squirmed together in a fight to wiggle free. The snow-colored skirt that had shielded them had inverted and draped uselessly, exposing her choice to go commando, and the blonde peach fuzz that pointed like an arrow to the gap between her thighs. Her weapons belt had gone sliding up her hips, and hung heavily against the bottom of her full breasts, making her breaths short and struggled.<br><br>"A coward relies on traps," she spat, defiant to her last. With a swing of toned muscle, she guided her sword back into the sheath and pushed firmly to snap it secure. One hand wrestled with her shield while the other reached to unfasten her boots, so she might come sliding from the snare and face the serpent in honorable combat. Oh, she was very fit, Brynhildr. She could bend and work those thighs even as she was bound at the ankles, and she took herself a little higher, giving the naga a flash of pink in the process. The laces began to unfurl at her fingertips, rapidly, and it seemed for a moment she might explode loose and direct her vengeance the monster's way. But no- loosing the laces of her boots left her on the verge of slipping loose, but with no leverage to complete the action. Humiliatingly, she would need the naga to pull her out of her boots.<br><br>The shield dropped from her hands with a clatter. For a moment, Bryn was observing the naga's curvy form, so like a painting of a sensual woman who should be fed grapes and showered with delights. The memory of her comrades perishing in the gauntlet hardened her to it. "I'll show you how we fight up north, you chubby slug!" It was surely the pot calling the kettle black, as the belt restrained by the hefty globes of her breasts sank a little lower with each jiggle. As Bryn tried to twist and reach for something to grab hold of, her weapon belt and skirt finally tumbled to the dungeon floor, leaving her bottomless like a trussed harlot, hard of breath and glistening, now bereft of her weapons.<br><br>Finally it was beginning to impress on her that the naga was right. She was not going to get free on her own. As the groaning rope calmed, she hung there in a curvy line, limp save for the twitching of her outstretched and slender fingers, watching the naga, and waiting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 13:48:15</strong>
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				“And an idiot sets them off,” She quipped back about her traps, “Do you have any idea how much planning and work goes into a system that complex? If there’s a jam anywhere, the whole thing fails and suddenly my cavern is filled with fire and acid…” She watched from the wall as the human struggled to release herself, an odd little smile coming over her lips as the light cast over Bryn’s whole body. She could see her visible slit, legs spread because one was holding her body weight and the other was subject to the force of gravity. She stared at the human as she struggled, feeling an odd sensation that hadn’t come over her form in a very long time. It was all very pleasing to watch, the struggle only enhancing what Nisi’s eyes could spy. She knew that this creature wouldn’t be leaving here quite the same, if she was allowed to leave at all. A plot began to hatch in the naga’s mind, and her tail reached out to restrain the groping fingers. <br><br>It wrapped around her forearms tightly, giving Bryn a little tug to make sure she had a solid grip on the human. She swung her left hand out and cut the rope with her sharp claws, which caused the girl to fall a short distance before swinging upright, held by the tail around her arms. She smiled from ear to ear and cooed quietly before moving back down the wall, keeping the human suspended as they moved into her cavern. Nisi was taking her to a very private spot, somewhere she could be comfortable with Bryn, somewhere she could really make the girl regret coming. Bryn would see that the legends of her wealth were true; trinkets and items of great wealth were neatly organized in her cavern horde. Had Bryn been a bit more prepared, perhaps she could have gotten some of it for herself…<br><br>She glanced back at the human a few times as they moved, looking at the half-naked woman and enjoying the sight immensely. “You intrigue me, warrior,” She said, as they slipped into a smaller passage near the back of the cave. It descended down to an area lit with torches, allowing the natural greys and sapphire blues of Nisi’s body to shine and glisten. The red glow of her ring died down, while Nisi coiled herself around on a bed of freshly stolen hay. The cushion felt nice on her underbelly after such an exciting time. She suspended the human a few feet away from her body, just out of reach of any sort of kick that the fighter might still have in her. Nisi was smiling, licking one of her claws for a moment before they lashed out. Instead of killing the girl, they tore and ripped the clothes from the blonde’s&nbsp; body, removing the last of any cover she had. “Very intriguing indeed…” Her hands moved back along to her own form, popping off the connection that kept her loincloth up on her body. It fell down with the ring that held it on her body, a soft <em>thunk</em> as it hit the ground. <br><br>Her slit was huge, taking up an obvious amount of space on her body, starting just below the area where flesh turned to scales. Unfortunately for Bryn, all was not as to be believed. The monster moaned sensually as the slit pulled itself open a bit, and three sapphire-blue members slid out, growing hard in the cavern air right before Bryn’s eyes. They were barbed all the way down and strangely pointed, almost like the tip of a spear. They glistened with her body’s juices, and soon the smell of sex would be entering the air. She was far larger and longer than any human could ever dream of being, and even one of them inside of Bryn would be a daunting prospect. Bryn was lifted high, dangled over them just out of reach of her toes. <br><br>“We’re going to play a game…” She said, voice dripping with lust and pleasure, “I can’t rightly let your hands go… So we’ll see if your limbs can pleasure me. If you don’t cause my release in a few minutes, I’ll have to find something else for them to go into…” She was grinning, flicking her claws. “If you do succeed, I’ll let you walk out of this cave with as much of my horde as you can carry. I’ll even escort you out of here…” She chuckled, looking up at the girl as she was lowered down just enough to reach the first member with her feet.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 20:45:54</strong>
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				There were just a few off-balance kicks to warn the creature away from getting too close. But she was in Tisiphone's power, and she knew it. The important thing was to stay alive. Thrashing about like a tantruming child would not help her.<br><br>Her lips tightened into a worried line and her breath caught in her chest as the creature's claws shredded at her remaining clothes. A great smooth curve of handfuls of adventurer tit popped free, each crowned with a faintly, almost imperceptibly pink areole and a pale snowcap of a nipple. Brynhildr glowered as the naga undressed her, de-fanging her of the bite of her boots and left her only in slinking, tawny socks. Whether the creature did not realize they were there, or did not care, every other scrap was cleaned from her down to the last clinging thread. Like a feast hen plucked of feathers she was hung to arouse Tisiphone's appetites, a slab of female flesh for the carnivore's inscrutable purposes.<br><br>"Oh, aye?" she said to the idea of intriguing the naga, the suddenly curious tone of her voice a transparent attempt to play along. But she was watching the creature's slit, both inhuman and explicitly sexual, as the naga revealed it to her. Her body stilled as she watched it dilate in desire like a tulip blooming to the promise of sunlight. At the sight of those three shuddering phalluses crowding, squeezing, emerging from that single hole, she revolted again. Her whole body cringed and her legs came up almost to wrap around the naga's clawed hand, but she couldn't quite make the twist. It was easy to imagine those things shredding into her, stretching her agony of death over hours. Panting, she managed a shaky answer. "I'll play your game," she said, an infusion of sudden confidence. A few minutes was more than enough time to get the beast off. How difficult could it be? It stood to reason that the naga dwelled in here alone and lonesome, with no release but her own hand, and the grace of Brynhildr's own touch would be heavenly.<br><br>Gathering her courage, eyeing the highest cock down the long and curvy line of her naked body, she reached a bobbing sock for the head. Once, years ago, she had been asked to hold a paintbrush in her toes as a skald fingered her. <em>I want you do paint your orgasm, </em>the girl had said, and the color had gone every which way on the canvas, in bold swipes and delicate shudders, and it had been an interesting experience. She could do this. That treasure was as good as hers.<br><br>The fabric of her sock cupped the pointed head, and tightened as her toes began to slide down. With a firm pluck, the fabric continued down, exploring the barbed surface. Her toes could be felt curling, exploring, as she took in the barbs themselves- not sharp and shredding, as she feared, but a texture of feelers or ribs for stimulation. A pink hue swelled across her pert nose as she worked her toes deeper, nice and warm from their stay in her boots, spared the cold of the dungeon floor, certainly not going cold on Tisiphone's hot cock. Her last useless garment became snagged on the fleshy barbs of that monstrous member, and slid with a whisper from her tender foot. The other became trapped in the stickiness pooled and lubricating the naga's beastly sapphire triplets, and it too slipped away, crumpled and discarded in a nest that wreathed the monster's sex organs. Her bare toes, then, began to work.<br><br>It was careful, and slow, and awkward. She could feel what she was doing, but the signal took a fraction of a second longer to reach her brain, and she could barely see. Her creeping toes were just not dexterous enough to cradle and stroke the way she wanted them to. She tried to slip Tisiphone's length between two toes, but it was too thick and too slippery, and darted from her grasp. This was taking too long. Reaching toes began to slip and slide, trapping Tisiphone between sole and arch, prevented from milking that sapphire cock all the way to its base. "No," she groaned, "No, no," with a growing desperation. Faster, wetter with Tisiphone's sexual oils, her toes tickled and splayed and adored the textured length, pleading with the naga to spray that hot cum all over her silky legs. It was not happening. How could she fail?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 04:55:23</strong>
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				There were a great many parts to this despicable act that brought great joy and pleasure to the naga. First, of course, was Bryn’s assumption that she had not been with anyone else for some time. This was very true; no one wanted a monster, and thus her own company was the only way she could release the energy that came around mating season. Second, the beautiful body that Bryn presented. She was a warrior with magnificent form, curves and strength to go around. There couldn’t have been a more perfect specimen of the female human, and here she was jerking the creature off with her feet. Thirdly, she had the being restrained, completely under her power. When there was no hope for the creature to escape, when she was so desperate to do anything to leave with her life, it brought a special sort of thrill to Tisi’s body. <br><br>The toes slipped around the little bulbs along her member, which was quite enjoyable in its own right. However, just as she seemed to barely beginning to get the hang of it, she had some difficulty getting a rhythm right. A little smile began to come over her lips. She let the woman struggle a bit more before her tail shifted lightly, bringing her a bit lower. Tisi’s clawed hands came up under her legs and pushed them up, soon followed by the monster pressing her highest member against Bryn’s ass. Her tail dropped, allowing Bryn’s weight to force the massive thing inside of her. This caused such a bellowing moan out of the naga’s body, one that echoed around the whole cavern. Her hands pulled down on the creature, forcing and shoving her way inside until the little human was impaled completely on her length. It was an incredibly tight fit, especially with the human’s squirming from the action. <br><br>“Oooh… Strike one, little girl!” She moaned, groping the woman’s breasts rather roughly, “But I’m going to be nice… Let’s see if you have enough energy to try again, hm…?” A huge smile came over her lips. She was just going to keep degrading this poor human as much as she could…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 22:17:08</strong>
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				The initial bruise of where Tisiphone's tapered sapphire cock met her small pink asterisk at an imperfect angle was nothing compared to the pressure, the violation as she started to be forced down onto it. It was good that Tisiphone's member was slippery wet, because Brynhildr was not. She was afraid, and let out a high-pitched, girlish scream that squeaked as she was bounced down roughly, made to take it all. Her hips were hot around the naga's alien member, her tissue grainy but soft like endless tongue, her ring of muscle hugging uselessly around the bumpy ride of bulb after bulb. She tried to push Tisiphone back out with a grunt, but that just dilated her open, and allowed the lubricated shaft to ram home. Its spear-like head was wearing the protective clench of her second sphincter like a ring, threatening to cum inside her where she couldn't get it out again.<br><br>"You're <em>vile!" </em>But the way she was squeaking wasn't all revulsion. It was thrill, too, as a hand encompassed and squeezed her soft breast firm in a cushion that overflowed each long naga finger, and she felt herself bounced lightly in the creature's lap. Her arms shivered and every muscle in her body went taut as the stuffing girth, overloaded with stimulating ribs and bits, rubbed deep into her virgin bottom. Worst of all was that her body was responding. Excitement drooled from her confused adventurer snatch, making a little froth of oily bubbles from its sudden rush out of her. It was just the muddied sensation of pressure in her hips, Bryn thought, and not the anticipation that any moment her ass was going to be ridden hard.<br><br><em>Try again. </em>She remembered the rules of the naga's game. It was even more daunting now, with her body jostled atop Tisiphone's cock, every movement of her legs making her feel anew the ache of the thing thrust inside her. Her knees bent, long legs curled up with a wheeze for breath, and her toes crowded into her lap where the remaining two cocks gave silent testament to how far she would be made to stretch if she didn't win this game and fast. One sole cupped a spiny cock whose erection completely eclipsed her glistening pink slit. Her toes grasped, petting, as the second foot shakily aligned from the other side. Maybe she could do it this time. Like a girl handling a snowflake, she held it delicately. Then her feet learned how to stroke up and down, awkwardly pleasuring just an inch from her splayed lap, growing gooey with Tisiphone's oils and feeling the unrestrained cock smack against her groin. She was going to succeed this time, she was sure of it. It was making her tingle.<br><br>That was when she felt the naga's lap inch back in preparation to thrust.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 22:04:51</strong>
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				TIsi moaned and darkly chuckled as the member plunged into her. She was moaning so much from the sudden penetration mostly because of how deep she managed to get in the human, bumping her hips against the captive woman. She knew she would not have had the same, pleasurable effect if she had plunged into the other opening, and this was just so much more entertaining. The humans suffered great indignity from being violated there, and the way that she spoke to Tisi confirmed that it was beyond an unwelcome invasion. Goodness, how tightly the human clutched to the base of her member, and how wonderfully hot it was inside of that passage. She could almost swear that her member was bulging out the human’s stomach a little. <br><br>The human seemed to get off on it too, as the normal opening oozed out happily from the thrust of the monster. She pulled the human back against her chest and continued to molest her breasts, lightly bouncing her hips in tiny little motions while the human awkwardly positioned her feet again. Bryn would feel a new sensation this time, as her feet and the pleasure coming from Tisi’s embedded cock started to react with the sapphire member. It oozed a heavy, thick liquid over her groin, the precum that was already filling up the deepest regions on Bryn’s body. It came in large drops with every upward stroke, smattering down over her slit and oozing between her legs. Tisi suddenly shivered and pulled up lightly on Bryn’s breasts, bringing her hips back slowly, just enough to pull a few nubs out of the human’s ass. <br><br>This was immediately followed by a strong thrust in, and a powerful series of groans from the naga as she continued to penetrate the human. Each thrust widened her just a little more, making it that much easier to turn this proud warrior into her sex sleeve. It felt wonderful to Tisi as she took long, powerful thrusts in and out of Bryn, still holding her up with the end of a tail and still encouraging her to use her feet. “I can feel you holding me,” She moaned, loudly and hotly into Bryn’s ear, “Your clenching tight around me… You’re trying so hard, too… But what happens when you fail? Clock’s ticking…!” She thrust in again and again, giving the human no break for her first failure…<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>23-03-2013, 06:25:44</strong>
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				<em>I can feel you holding me. </em>Those words brought a tight and miserable shiver to the pinned shield maiden's body, a hugging clench around the sapphire cock whose bumps and grooves deliciously raked her inner softness. All the blood drained from her porcelain features, and it seemed to go straight down into her hips, making her more sensitive and tightly cushioned. "I won't," she puffed, "fail." But her slimy, precum-streaked toes were losing their grip. She tried harder and harder to grasp Tisiphone as her body was juggled up and down by the naga's muscular hips, pounding a rhythm of slaps into the pink flesh of her bottom.<br><br>Her arches came together on the naga's cock for a pressurized jerk up and down the sapphire organ. She managed a tight ring between the delicate bones of her feet, dimpling the stiff flesh and making the blood-filled erection of it strain in her grasp. Maybe the creature liked it rough. Maybe that was what was missing from her previous flirty tickle and stroke. She couldn't be gentle if she tried, now, being groped and sodomized and ridden by a bucking bull. She was all in, now, all enthusiasm, polishing the whole length of that shaft with frisky, jealous rushes of her slippery and padded flesh. "You'll- hnh- regret this, monster. I'm- uff- going to leave you a- ah- quivering...a quivering...”<br><br>Her voice was growing lighter and more breathy, her head dizzy and rolling back to tousle the blonde curtain of her hair down the naga’s front. Of all the times and of all the stupid ways to cum, her body was powering up for climax now, as this creature- this strong, powerful, clever creature- made rough use of her ass as though she were a fellow monster built to take it. She could not take it. She was burning up and she was going to reach critical in just a few more thrusts. Her feet slid all the way down to the base of Tisiphone’s two cocks and held there, at high pressure, trying to prevent those delivering thrusts from pushing her over the edge. Not like this. She let her arbitrary time limit count down as she bit a plush lip and tried valiantly to prevent her own release. Gods be damned, it wasn’t working.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 19:01:40</strong>
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				Nisi was loving the plight of the creature embedded on her member. It felt so good, especially as Bryn began to twitch and shake from her own pleasure. Nisi thrust her member up and down roughly, not giving Bryn the easiest time with her second cock. Bryn was doing much better with her feet this time around, and indeed, the rougher motions seemed to make Nisi moan a bit more than the gentle touches that Bryn had first attempted. “Me, quivering…?” She was somehow able to keep her composure between her moaning as she humped the girl’s ass wider and wider, “You’re the one leaking and shaking as you’re raped by a monster…!” She could feel the girl clenching harder as she continued to pound in, taking a few stronger thrusts to really open up the woman. She may have been close, but Nisi wasn’t nearly as on the edge as her partner was, and Bryn seemed to be losing control of her body. <br><br>Nisi grinned from ear to ear and, just before Bryn was able to lose it, she lifted the girl up high. “Strike two!” she took a hand to position her second cock tight against her first, and much to the naga’s enjoyment, both of them were plunged into Bryn. She groaned loudly and forced Bryn down bit by bit, inch by inch, finding the loosened girl to be a tight fit with two cocks crammed into her ass. It actually made lights flash in Nisi’s eyes, a long and extremely happy sounding moan coming out of her throat. Her hands grabbed at the supple flesh more strongly, the dual cocks filling her with precum as she was so well pleasured by the human’s body. “R-Round three…” She stuttered, already banging her hips against Bryn, feeling about ready to fill every little inch of the girl’s body with hot seed. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>30-03-2013, 03:13:44</strong>
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				Brynhildr gave a whine of complaint as the second cock crowded to penetrate her tight ass, but when the smoothly tapered head pushed in despite her defensive squeeze, when it injected into her like a bullet, her sounds became more primal. Like two stalks of the same weed, those sapphire beasts seemed to want to sprout in different directions, forking apart inside of her to stroke up opposite walls with each punishing thrust. The muscle of her tautly stretched sphincter had already been trained that closing was impossible. It gave delightful little twitches of shock around Tisi's twin girths, and then submitted, letting the naga's sex organs have their way with Bryn's poor rectum.<br><br>The toes strained to work on the third and final sapphire organ played out Bryn's sudden anal orgasm with both the tension of taut muscle and the tremble of pleasure running like electricity through her limbs. On and on, pump after pump, the shockwaves of her powerful climax vibrated down each long leg and into the cock her soles held in explicit telegraph. It was the <em>feeling </em>of a young body cumming around the naga, on top of open-mouthed gasps and serpentine swivels of Bryn's spine, that could not be faked. At that moment, when her hot bottom was milking at two of Tisi's triplets and her fingers were twitching in the naga's coil, making sharp little clicks against the scales, she did not care whether the third cock basted her toes or whether it too went up her aching backside. She didn't care about the treasure. This was biological, beyond mere material wants. Her neglected clit was puffy and red for this strong, confident, virile creature. Bryn's body recognized the naga as mate material. Her mind was only starting to come around.<br><br>A pleading swivel and snap of Bryn's hips punctuated the panting end of her climax and pleaded to feel the hot unload of Tisi's sapphire members into her raked and sensitized ass. Even though she was gooey and warm already from the constant fertile spillage from the naga's organs, she was primed and ready to feel the heat and pressure of those orgasmic eruptions. The constant teasing rub of those fleshy spurs left her burning with sensitivity, almost too tender to bear, her pleasure nerves feeling right up under the soft tissue and reaching out like a cat's whiskers. "Please," she begged again, this time needing to be doused with the naga's cum inside and out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>31-03-2013, 06:44:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The monsters moans were just as powerful and primal as the human’s cries of pleasure. She seemed to have finally given up the game, and the twitching human body told Tisi that the human was lost in the overwhelming sensations her body had to deal with. Her tail suddenly uncoiled from the restrained hands and let her fall back, propped against the naga’s plump and healthy body, head cradled between the scaled breasts. The angle propped her third cock away from the pair as it was stroked by Bryn’s feet, a small part of her still trying to win the battle perhaps, or just the human body continuing to go through motions that had brought up such pleasure. The human’s voice brought around one word, and it dripped with such desire that Tisiphone could have fed off it all by herself. Her tail now came around their hips, holding her new mate tight to her body as she continued to plunge in and out of the human form, moaning more and more. <br><br>Brynhildr would probably feel the sudden change rather easily between her toes more than in her ass, but the little fleshy barbs that made up the sapphire spears had begun to swell up. They were releasing more of the thick and hot liquid that had coated the floor and the inside of the human’s decimated ass, the sickeningly sensual smell of sex filling up their mating room. She continued to thrust faster and faster, bringing the human body to its breaking limit until a sudden, sharp gasp slipped over Tisiphone’s lips. The cock between Brynhildr’s feet suddenly snapped upward, releasing one of three organs filled with the hot seed. It caused her whole body to shake violently in pleasure as she cried out, sending the splattering all up Brynhildr’s front. It was so thick, so heavy, it came smattering down with quite a bit of force. The member continued to pulse and squirt, releasing every bit of seed that had been connected to that particular member onto the mating pair. <br><br>But Tisiphone was far from finished with the human. A few more thrusts, and the same sensation shot through her body. It caused her coils to roll and convulse, She couldn’t hold back the guttural, primal cry of utter pleasure that came from unleashing her double dose, nor could she quite believe that Brynhildr’s body would be able to take it all. She was barely able to hold onto the members, so as the hot seed came flooding forward, would it be even worse for the pink flesh? Certainly so, as the volume of her members was but a fraction of the volume of seed found inside of Tisiphone. She would be pushing the human to her extreme limits, causing her belly to swell from the amount of pleasurable, hot liquid swarming around her insides… If Brynhildr could even manage to comprehend it, it would surely bring about another earth-shattering orgasm. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>01-04-2013, 06:33:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The coil around her hips contained her jerking climax and nicely framed her fertile pink slit to be plastered with jet after jet of warm naga semen. It was zipping up the trembling concave of her tummy, rebounding against the bottoms of her breasts, flooding almost as high up into her accommodating bottom. It stung like a lemon and stretched in the most terrifying fullness she had ever felt, but her body responded in pulsing, loving squeezes down into those twin cocks, pressing her own sensitive nerves tight up to their teasing surface. Even if from the dishonor of sodomy, her fertilization was foregone. Her soft tissue soaked up the naga's seed like a sponge, letting it suffuse her and enter her young womb. The softness in her whimper suggested that her body knew, and was pleased.<br><br>The rearrangement and tensing climax of Tisi's coils lost their monopoly on Bryn's fingers. Her hands slipped free, but rather than struggle, her fingers found a grasp on the coil laced across her lap and pulled it closer, tight and trembling to her pubic bone, as she was bounced into it from behind. She made a brace for herself with the strong serpentine coil, a way for Tisiphone to bend her forward and go on fucking her red and sore ass. Had she won? Dimly, she was aware that she had succeeded, and her heart swelled with pride, even as it pattered savagely behind the fingers groping her supple, squeezable breast. The treasure wasn't what she wanted, not at that moment. She was mentally preparing herself to take the third organ. "What...are you waiting for?"<br><br>What was the treasure for, except to bring a hedonistic northwoman happiness? What was all of this for, except to find satisfaction? She was panting and sweating with long legs dangled uselessly between naga coils, streaked with the majestic creature's virile ejaculate. She was run ragged and her arms went taut to curve her back like a ship's figurehead, to receive Tisiphone's ancient frustration up the tight funnel of her pursed sphincter. Two fierce organs contained in her flesh, and a third was imminent. Maybe she would burst. Maybe she could take it. As a shield-maiden she had been trained to take it, and this was her surest test. She longed to be worthy, instinctively, of the grandest creature she had ever witnessed. It was a funny thing, to be going weak in the knees for the monster who was anally raping her, but then, northwomen were known to be a funny breed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 03:54:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Yes, yes more…! I’ll fill you up even more…” She almost growled out with her pleasure, and hearing the woman give in entirely, beg for a third cock in a very tight hole, it brought such a sensation to her mind that she couldn’t help but comply. It was an extremely difficult fit; the human really didn’t have much space left, but she demanded the third member slide in. Tisiphone pushed and thrust, using her hand to help cram it in, finally managing to line up all three. It would have broken the human, had she not already been full of the naga’s cocks. Her body would have to cope, and it would have little time; Tisiphone was incredibly pleased and already thrusting into the full ass. She was churning up her own seed, the bit that was sneaking around the thick cocks slipping down Bryn’s legs as it slid from her gaping hole. <br><br>Tisiphone’s pleasure could be felt in the way that her hands moved. They were less roughly grabbing at the human, now gently pulling on her and teasing the flesh. She pulled Bryn up against her body, planting the back of her head against the mounds on Tisiphone’s chest, cradling her as the monster thrust all of her being into the human. Her mouth was open, and moans were escaping; with a slow lean forward, she suddenly wrapped her lips around Bryn’s, though the upside-down angle made the kiss a little bit awkward. Her tongue forced its way inside, muffling their moans as she continued her strong, pleasurable penetration.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 12:55:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her legs went numb as the third thick member crushed into her back door, squeezing soft tissue to firm pubic bone and pinching the nerves that could give her any feeling below the groin. It was a sapphire iris flower blooming into her hips, three petals unfurling in different directions and pushing into her with relentless strength that made Brynhildr wet beyond all reason. She was conquered, filled to her breaking point, broken down and then trained anew as a more suitable receptacle for Tisiphone's pleasure. There was no fight, anymore, and not just because her legs were limp and numb or because her muscles were weary from trilling orgasm. The northwoman in Brynhildr recognized the characteristics of a provider, thrusting up into her ass. A strong mate. Finally, she was claimed.<br><br>It seemed impossible for tenderness to pass between them when such an extreme violation was sank to the hilt in her, pumping its vile seed into an orifice already gurgling with tacky naga seed. The surprisingly soft touch of the creature's fingers helped center her tormented mind, and prepared her for the kiss that was to come. It was bewildering, coming from an unexpected angle and with strange points to the teeth and composition of the tongue, but Brynhildr explored it, letting her submission be known with the stretch of her throat and the accepting intertwine of her tongue. Her body rocked, pumped with the harsh rhythm of the naga's thrusts, and she steadied herself with a hand clasped to Tisiphone's unusual face. Trembling fingers fave a tug at the scaly tendrils that hung like hair, testing her terrible master as she was tested in turn by each pounded thrust.<br><br>She was a strong girl. She could take the punishment longer than most. She would survive, and endure Tisiphone's daily pleasures, but there came a point where her flooded bowel simply could not hold anymore. Brynhildr grew agitated and clutching at the pressure in her hips. She was increasingly slippery in the gooey mess of the naga's well-used lap, and the creature's sapphire organs were being pushed out by their own seemingly endless bounty. There was no more strength left in Bryn's body to catch her as she sloughed from Tisiphone's penetration and fell across a strong coil, splattering the dungeon floor with sputtered white streamers of the creature's steaming genetic material. She was whimpering, panting, crying with relief as the pressure finally began to abate, and her overstimulated body began to swell shut with an angry raspberry color, soft and puffy.<br><br>The shield-maiden was domesticated in that moment. She was weak, unable to walk or to fend for herself, captive and dependent on Tisiphone's mercy. Her exhausted body slipped the rest of the way down the naga's coil, coming to sit in a warm pool with her face exactly level with the glistening organs that had done this to her. They were still erect, still weeping, still voracious for her. Her lashes batted nervously as she waited for the naga to stroke them to completion, finish Brynhildr's humiliation with a warm facial, and mark the shield-maiden's lovely features as her own reproductive property.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>08-04-2013, 22:10:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Three spears, crammed together tightly against each other’s shape, rubbing their little flares against each other and helping Tisiphone along. The human had certainly given into her desires; the sounds she was making were beyond pleasurable, and certainly sounded like she had been utterly dominated in mind and spirit. Would she attempt to leave the cave once Tisiphone was done, or would she remain in the darkness for the naga to mate with whenever she pleased? Her stomach, already bulging, was starting to shrink slightly with each thrust that let some of Tisiphone’s seed splatter down onto her underbelly or to the floor. That area would require a lot of cleanup before it would be alright to move across again. <br><br>Tisiphone kept her head close as Byrnhildr took hold of her ‘locks,’ her lips curling up in a smile before giving way to a pleasured moan. Her pace quickened a bit, bouncing the human harder, perhaps a little too hard as she suddenly slid off and onto the lower coils of her body. Tisiphone let out a surprised gasp and a long groan; she had been so enjoying the three members crammed together that she was prepared to grab Brynhildr and force them all back in, but perhaps the human had taken more than enough for one day. The three members stood, erect and throbbing in the air, something that couldn’t be ignored. “Please the lower one with your mouth…” She commanded, groaning as her two hands came down to stroke herself off. The human would listen to her orders now, she was sure of it. <br><br>It wouldn’t take long. Just having the girl at the base of her coils, sitting in a puddle of Tisiphone’s seed and begging for more with her eyes, it led to her releasing another tri-stream of her seed. The human would be coated in it, soaking with the white fluid that poured out of her body, though much less intensely than her first orgasm with the human. Still, Tisiphone leaned forward as her body shook, making sure to cover the pink creature to her heart’s content. She was Tisiphone’s now… No one else would ever be able to please Brynhildr in quite the same way. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 02:49:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The first hot jet made her flinch as it struck her in the face. Though she was flush and glistening with perspiration, and her icy blonde hair disheveled, she still resembled the adventurer girl who had intruded on Tisiphone's lair, up until the naga's viscous seed began to douse her like a warm baptismal. Her bright and vibrant hair glued down to her scalp, heavy with cum, becoming blended with the color of her skin in a sticky white film. Her head tipped forward as it came oozing down her pretty features, so that it wouldn't go up her nose as she gasped for shuddering breath. Her breath was still bubbling, though, frothing under her nostrils and at the corners of her mouth as air was forced through the thick rivulets pouring down her.<br><br>One eye was glued shut, the other irritated pink and blinking blearily as she tried to obey Tisiphone's command. Such a seething command, given like a mandate from such a powerful creature, she couldn't resist. Her oily mouth searched forward through the pumping of Tisiphone's hands and the splashing of spent seed to find the right cockhead. Her lips pinched against a slippery taper and started to work down when she felt the pop of the naga's cupped hand against her jaw- no, that wasn't the correct one. She retreated from it with a push of her tongue, and tasted herself all over it. The flavor made her shoulders hunch, and her throat tighten. Her tongue fished into the air for the lowermost organ, and invited its unattended bob into her hot mouth.<br><br>The shame of tasting herself on Tisiphone's sapphire shaft was much greater than the act of being on her knees, dripping with bukkake, orally pleasuring a monster. That was the whole point, perhaps. Her tongue worked slowly down, exploring the many crevices between each fleshy feeler that had popped so deliciously in and out of her, cleaning the sex organ to a polish with a combination of rhythmic, nursing suction and the exhausting roll of her tongue. She could feel the cock's siblings to either side of her exploring jaw, and Tisiphone's hands on them, directing them up or down or squeezed to her cheeks like the prongs of a trident, fiercely erect for her.<br><br>But she began to pull away, as the taste still repulsed her and she was still a proud warrior of a woman underneath this new submission. Her snaking tongue retreated into the wetness of her mouth and she shied away from the sapphire organ that ached to unload into her mouth. This one last time, she would need to be forced. Her blushing cheeks needed to feel Tisiphone's girth between them, and her tongue needed to feel the massage of those flares, but she needed to be shown by a firm hand.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>18-04-2013, 11:53:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With a bothered grunt, her hand had to leave one of her members and grasp firmly onto the human’s head, thrusting her hips forward towards the slightly open mouth. She couldn’t believe there were still hints of defiance in the human, pushing the tip towards the back of her throat and holding her there until she remembered her place. The clawed hand kept in the sticky hair for a while more, the tip of her tail coming up to stroke the other member while she pushed her cock deeper into the human. She felt Brynhildr quiver and choke for a moment before she pulled back, allowing the warrior to get a breath of air. Then again, she thrust it down a short distance into her throat and held her still, moaning as her throat contracted around the foreign object and tried to force it out. She pulled back, holding Brynhildr’s hair now, making sure the tip would always be in her mouth until the next moment of climax arrived. Her whole body quivered and shook again as she groaned, pointing the two cocks inward to douse the human’s chest and body with the stuff. <br><br>Her mouth would receive the full amount. She kept Brynhildr on the cock, moving her hips forward and back to get the full pleasure out of the human if she wasn’t behaving still. In the final moment, Tisiphone thrust forward lightly to make sure that her member was fully covered by the warm orifice. The seed that spurted out would be more than enough to give Brynhildr a sensation of being full. Combined with the sheer amount that had been forced into her back end, her belly would probably feel swollen for a long while. Tisiphone moaned as she came, covering the human head to toe in white goo, filling up her mouth with a grand amount of the stuff. She had essentially had every possible surface coated and claimed by the monster; Brynhildr was a wonderful mate, and though Tisiphone longed to make use of the final opening, she would wait for the right time. <br><br>It was finally finished. The human was bathed in the juices that continued oozing out of her three members, and gently sucked down a bellyful of the stuff, looking up innocently at the monster. Tisiphone was exhausted, drained of any more seed. Her tail curled lightly around the human to keep her in place for a moment, as the three members deflated and retreated back into their slit. Her eyes turned down to the sticky human, staring for a moment before a smile crept over her lips. Brynhildr seemed so content and pleased with the experience, and Tisiphone doubted she would be leaving the cavern any time soon. The tail curved around tighter and gently lifted the abused body out of the white puddle, pulling the naked pair along to a portion of a river that flowed in the back of the cave, the bathing area. Slow moving water surged up and spilled over the edges of its rocky bank as the monster and her new mate settled in. <br><br>Tisiphone kept the human close, held against her chest for a bit as the seed and sweat was rinsed away. She let go of Brynhildr to help wash out her hair, running her long claws between the locks to scrape out the sticky cum. She didn’t say anything about what had happened; there wasn’t much to say. The two had both enjoyed the experience immensely to be sure, and Tisiphone would have been content to watch the human collect her things and wander out. But maybe, just maybe, the human would stay. Had she and her body been conditioned for the naga’s body? Her ass would certainly never be a pleasure for a human member again, and there never be a human who could quite match the experience Brynhildr just had. Tisiphone imagined Brynhildr leaving, then intentionally coming close to the mountain to be raped over and over by the naga. She could also imagine the human staying in the cave, hosting her brood…<br><br>The human’s behavior would determine what her fate was. At this point, Tisiphone was happy to cuddle with her in the slowly flowing water, her body feeling quite tired out. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snake Fangs (Glitches x Dhi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2013, 00:33:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was not the way that she expected to be claimed. A northwoman was supposed to be wooed; a man was meant to dance around the prospect of her hand in marriage for many moons, and there were meant to be festivals and dances together, and she was to take up sewing for her dowry. But Brynhildr was a warrior, and in defeat she was tamed more thoroughly than any garlands or rings could do. On a bumbling husband she would have been unfaithful. But Tisiphone, her unpredictable heart belonged to.<br><br>It hurt to move her hips. The pert pink knot between her cheeks, now more swollen shut than really closed, burned in a way that made her cringe to move. Sticky strings of cum followed her as she was peeled from her shiver on the cavern rocks, and was distantly aware of being carried like a bride over the threshold, draped in white jism that patterned her skin as intricately as any bridal lace. Her skin was flush pink as the rinse of water first cooled her and washed the naga's gooey seed away. "Ah," Brynhildr shivered, her core temperature going from fever-hot to chilled in the cool water, leaving her bereft of her monstrous lover's markings. The skin underneath was softer and more tender, lotioned by Tisiphone's proteins, and she was baptized a second time.<br><br>Luster returned to her gorgeous blonde hair as the naga's claws swept through it, leaving tiny pink scratches on her scalp that made her shoulders curl. Her own youthful hands sought out the strong wrists of the creature who washed her, not fighting, but rather a party to the way the coiling beast touched her. She cleansed the hands that cleansed her, and drew them tighter to herself when the chill of the water became too much. In the cold temperature of the bath, in the stillness where the lapping of water against skin echoed back claustrophobically, she could find no trace of the deflated organs that had reinvented her poor ass, left her throat sore and raw, and left an indeliable hunger in her body like a lock to its one key. But perhaps soon, they would stir again, and Brynhildr would discover new ways of loving her scaly mate. Dungeon halls long devoid of life would brighten with the shield-maiden's chirps of pleasure for weeks on end, and by the coming Spring, the adventurer girl's fertile womb would bear her keeper a new clutch of monstrous eggs.<br><br>There would be further adventures together, a yearly struggle to repel the looters come after rumors of Tisiphone's treasures. Always, Brynhildr would return to the nest the naga made for her, and take her threefold reward for a job well done. In the naga's coils, she had found everything she needed.<br><br><div align="center"><em>~(end)~</em></div>
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