Pulse_Shield
06-23-2012, 11:26 AM
Made this four years ago.
Sekhmet thrashes hard in the river water. Her long dagger's blade flashes just before the dark clouds enveloped the brightly lit moon. The clang of metal upon metal repeatedly shattered the natural sounds of the deep forest. She jumps back and flicks her soaked hair back to clear her site as she tried to regulate her breathing. Her opponent’s figure was hidden by the shadows but his silvery eyes shun, smiling back at her. Clenching her teeth at the mocking eyes she thrust her blade hard at the shadow’s gut but with a quick spin it parries and threw her up onto the muddy riverbank with a thud. The moon finally slid out from behind the clouds to slowly illuminate her body in front of the tall dark shadow that quickly found its way between her legs. His shinning silvery eyes took in all of her, the richness of her dark blue hair that was scattered behind her, the smoothness of her light purple skin, her flat stomach and elegant long legs. He watched beads of water run down her sides as her beautifully shaped breasts rose and fell as she took in hurried breaths. He had surprised her in the river, watching her remove her leather armors and main weapons. He had watched her since she and her friends had first left the village. It was nearly an hour since the other huntresses left her to herself.
He leaned over her just when her head began to clear and she swung her dagger up at him but he quickly caught her wrist and slammed her hand down above her head to knock the blade loose. He took her other hand and kept them both as his cold blade ran slowly up her outer thigh as an incentive that would keep her from moving around. Soon the blade reached her thong and with a quick flick the thin cloth that had protected her from him fell away. She tried to pull away but the blade then rested on her navel and she stopped moving. The shinning eyes drifted down to look at her neatly trimmed patch of dark blue hair that was once hidden from his sight. Sekhmet looked down his body between his legs and could see a large bulge trying hard to burst free from his cloth underclothes. She gasps and with another flick of his wrist her bra spreads open leaving only her mother's neckless to protect her.
“Stop!” Sekhmet cries as she again tries to pull away. Suddenly he thrust the blade into the mud and scoops his hand up under her back. She could feel him now, that stiff bulge pressing hard against her. Only his thin clothe stopping his entry. His hot lips then clasp around her deep purple nipple. “Ah!” She gasps as he sucks on her. Her feet slip in the mud as she desperately tries to get away but he easily over powers her. “No, stop Shando Shantaro!” She cries out as unwanted pleasure hardens her nipple in his mouth. Shantaro leans back and paints the mud down her side and grasps her thick thigh while his cock rubs up between the soft folds of her vagina. Shantaro has been Sekhmet's teacher for almost a hundred and fifty two years now and though she is over three hundred, by elven standards she is still very young, considering Shantaro is over twelve thousand years old and still in his prime. He is a master and there are many that envy Sekhmet, they wish to learn from him the arts of stealth, combat and assassination. She had long admired him and him her.
Her body twitches with pleasure and she takes in a quick breath as his tongue circles around her nipple before taking it into his hot mouth again. “Please...no.” Suddenly the sheath that held Shantaro’s sex back comes loose and Sekhmet’s head falls back as it plunges deep inside of her, all of her muscles tighten as she feels Shantaro’s hardness within her. Softly he kisses her, feeling her lips quiver. He leaves himself inside her, letting her feel him. Letting her feel how thick and hot he is. Slowly he drew it back then let it in again, this time pushing out a gasp from her. Again and again he does this, till he can feel her taking it more easily. Feeling her soft wetness around him wanting it before thrusting just a bit harder and releasing her wrists. Her eyes open widely as she was released, now was her chance to get away from him. The thought flickered through her mind for an instant but her hands grasps at the mud trying to pull herself even harder into his evil cock. She let out a soft scream as Shantaro’s balls slapped against her pussy. She wanted more, she wanted it harder and her legs wrapped around his waist. She reached up and her muddy hand pressed against his chest and over his shoulder.
“Your mine Sekhmet.” His voice was deep and commanding as he quickly lifted both her legs in his arms. He thrust faster now, deeper.
“…No…” She gasped in a whimper. He thrust harder “Yes…” he huffed, “You are mine.” Her voice began to crack as she spoke.
“Yes...oh.” Suddenly her body gave in to him in a burst of pleasure and she squeals, twisting her hips in his grasp and leaving thin trails of blood with her nails across his chest. Shantaro groans as he presses harder into her, mixing his own heated pleasure deep inside of her.
Sekhmet thrashes hard in the river water. Her long dagger's blade flashes just before the dark clouds enveloped the brightly lit moon. The clang of metal upon metal repeatedly shattered the natural sounds of the deep forest. She jumps back and flicks her soaked hair back to clear her site as she tried to regulate her breathing. Her opponent’s figure was hidden by the shadows but his silvery eyes shun, smiling back at her. Clenching her teeth at the mocking eyes she thrust her blade hard at the shadow’s gut but with a quick spin it parries and threw her up onto the muddy riverbank with a thud. The moon finally slid out from behind the clouds to slowly illuminate her body in front of the tall dark shadow that quickly found its way between her legs. His shinning silvery eyes took in all of her, the richness of her dark blue hair that was scattered behind her, the smoothness of her light purple skin, her flat stomach and elegant long legs. He watched beads of water run down her sides as her beautifully shaped breasts rose and fell as she took in hurried breaths. He had surprised her in the river, watching her remove her leather armors and main weapons. He had watched her since she and her friends had first left the village. It was nearly an hour since the other huntresses left her to herself.
He leaned over her just when her head began to clear and she swung her dagger up at him but he quickly caught her wrist and slammed her hand down above her head to knock the blade loose. He took her other hand and kept them both as his cold blade ran slowly up her outer thigh as an incentive that would keep her from moving around. Soon the blade reached her thong and with a quick flick the thin cloth that had protected her from him fell away. She tried to pull away but the blade then rested on her navel and she stopped moving. The shinning eyes drifted down to look at her neatly trimmed patch of dark blue hair that was once hidden from his sight. Sekhmet looked down his body between his legs and could see a large bulge trying hard to burst free from his cloth underclothes. She gasps and with another flick of his wrist her bra spreads open leaving only her mother's neckless to protect her.
“Stop!” Sekhmet cries as she again tries to pull away. Suddenly he thrust the blade into the mud and scoops his hand up under her back. She could feel him now, that stiff bulge pressing hard against her. Only his thin clothe stopping his entry. His hot lips then clasp around her deep purple nipple. “Ah!” She gasps as he sucks on her. Her feet slip in the mud as she desperately tries to get away but he easily over powers her. “No, stop Shando Shantaro!” She cries out as unwanted pleasure hardens her nipple in his mouth. Shantaro leans back and paints the mud down her side and grasps her thick thigh while his cock rubs up between the soft folds of her vagina. Shantaro has been Sekhmet's teacher for almost a hundred and fifty two years now and though she is over three hundred, by elven standards she is still very young, considering Shantaro is over twelve thousand years old and still in his prime. He is a master and there are many that envy Sekhmet, they wish to learn from him the arts of stealth, combat and assassination. She had long admired him and him her.
Her body twitches with pleasure and she takes in a quick breath as his tongue circles around her nipple before taking it into his hot mouth again. “Please...no.” Suddenly the sheath that held Shantaro’s sex back comes loose and Sekhmet’s head falls back as it plunges deep inside of her, all of her muscles tighten as she feels Shantaro’s hardness within her. Softly he kisses her, feeling her lips quiver. He leaves himself inside her, letting her feel him. Letting her feel how thick and hot he is. Slowly he drew it back then let it in again, this time pushing out a gasp from her. Again and again he does this, till he can feel her taking it more easily. Feeling her soft wetness around him wanting it before thrusting just a bit harder and releasing her wrists. Her eyes open widely as she was released, now was her chance to get away from him. The thought flickered through her mind for an instant but her hands grasps at the mud trying to pull herself even harder into his evil cock. She let out a soft scream as Shantaro’s balls slapped against her pussy. She wanted more, she wanted it harder and her legs wrapped around his waist. She reached up and her muddy hand pressed against his chest and over his shoulder.
“Your mine Sekhmet.” His voice was deep and commanding as he quickly lifted both her legs in his arms. He thrust faster now, deeper.
“…No…” She gasped in a whimper. He thrust harder “Yes…” he huffed, “You are mine.” Her voice began to crack as she spoke.
“Yes...oh.” Suddenly her body gave in to him in a burst of pleasure and she squeals, twisting her hips in his grasp and leaving thin trails of blood with her nails across his chest. Shantaro groans as he presses harder into her, mixing his own heated pleasure deep inside of her.