PART TWO
Rikku screamed in pain as the two men fondled her body roughly. But no sound came from her mouth.
Before she could regain her senses and get to her feet, Baralai had cast Float on her and Gippal had cast Silence. The Float magic left her hanging helplessly a couple inches off the floor, no real traction to try and evade them. While the silence completely annihilated her ability to speak, thus nullifying her chances of casting counter-magics.
Both men kept pulling her back and forth between them as they savagely explored her body with their mouths and hands.
Her face twisted in pain, as Baralai bit one nipple sharply, while cruelly squeezing and twisting the other.
Meanwhile, Gippal had wrapped her legs around his head and was eagerly lapping, and nipping at the puffy lips of her young, clean-shaven pussy.
“Good.” Grunted Gippal, as he stuck two greasy fingers in Rikku’s pussy and swirled them around, as if she were a jar of preserves.
Baralai glared jealously, as Gippal licked his fingers with relish, uncaring of the grease he was also ingesting. Unconsciously snarling, Baralai backhanded Gippal off of Rikku, and settled his face between Rikku’s thrashing legs, eager for a taste.
Face ugly with rage, Gippal ripped Baralai off of Rikku, and threw him across the small cargo compartment. Baralai hit the wall with a loud crash but was instantly on his feet and launching himself at Gippal.
They met in the middle of the floor with a flurry of flying fists and snarls of rage.
Using brute strength, Gippal managed to flip Baralai over one hip, not caring that the man landed squarely on top of Rikku who had rolled over onto her hands and knees, and was trying to crawl for the back hatch of the compartment.
The Float and silence spell had worn off.
Before they could turn their magics on her again, Rikku frantically shoved Baralai off of her, and screamed out spells of her own, hoping to take advantage of their distraction.
She pointed at Baralai and screamed. “Berserk!”
Immediately, the pupils of Baralai’s eyes turned a deep crimson, and his face twisted in rage, as the spell took him.
Rikku rolled out of the way to avoid Gippal’s reckless dive at her, as she rolled, she reached out and slapped him on one leg as he flew over her.
“Berserk!” she shouted again, desperately. Flinching inwardly, as he hit the opposite wall with a loud crash.
Scrambling on hands and knees, Rikku manages to reach the hatch. Suddenly, she is slammed up against it from behind. Her forehead knocks into the hard metal, dazing her, but the hit wasn’t enough to knock her out.
Hard hands painfully gripped her arms as she was whipped around and then slammed into the hatch again, the ridges and angles of the door digging into the tender flesh of her back and buttocks.
Rikku screamed in horror as Baralai snarled in rage. His twisted features freezing her guts, making her heart race even faster.
Instead of turning their berserker rage on each other, as she had thought they would, it had added to the effects of the wine, and all Rikku knew was that her attempt to fight back had only turned the situation from bad to worse. And now, as her fear mounted, her mind was a muddle of thoughts, unable to think about what she could do to counter both the wine, and the Berserk spell.
Gippal was ripping his clothes off as he came toward her, Rikku struggled desperately as she fought to escape Baralai’s iron grip. Her terrified gaze flew to Gippal as he finally drew within arm’s reach, and her eyes widened in fear and amazement as she caught sight of his raging erection.
It was thick and long, the large, bulbous head was a deep red and was oozing a clear liquid from the tiny hole at the tip. The sac at the base was big, and hung low between his muscular legs, looking heavy. Despite her near overwhelming fear, Rikku also found herself fascinated.
Baralai threw Rikku at Gippal, and then began to rip his own clothes off. Soon, he too was bare to Rikku’s eyes, as Gippal turned her around to watch.
Rikku gasped again as she realized that Baralai was even longer than Gippal, much longer. He wasn’t as thick as Gippal, but definitely a lot longer. His body and his cock were much lighter in shade too, and not as muscled. But his swollen cock was lined with pulsing veins, as it stood out proudly before him.
Rikku groaned in fascinated disgust, as Baralai took his cock in one hand and gave it a couple of pumps, bucking his hips at Rikku and leering nastily.
Rikku squeaked in surprised fear, as Gippal suddenly lifted her from behind, gripping her by her thighs. He tilted back and pulled her legs wide open, he bounced her slightly, her small, perky breasts, her ass and the lips of her puffy pussy jiggled, setting Baralai’s cock on fire with an all-consuming need.
Roaring, he charged across the room and using the weight of his body, he drove Gippal back into the wall, still carrying a spread-eagled Rikku. Gripping his straining cock at the base with one hand, and squeezing Rikku’s breasts with the other, Baralai took only a second to aim, and then plunged his long cock into Rikku’s virgin snatch.
Neither man heard her screams of pain, as Baralai immediately began pumping furiously into her. With his first thrust, he was only able to go in halfway, she was so small and tight, and he was so long. And beyond any reason he could fathom, this infuriated him.
He pummeled her cunt mercilessly as he drove deeper into her with every vicious thrust, the smell of her virgin’s blood that now coated his cock, only fueling his berserked intoxicated senses.
Rikku now only grunted with every thrust, her eyes glazed, her mind in total shock, and reeling from the pain. With the way that Gippal held her, her knees were up under her arms and her feet bobbed in the air as Baralai furiously fucked her swollen cunt.
In minutes, Baralai had taken over holding her legs up high, as he continued to fuck her with mindless abandon. Meanwhile, Gippal was running his hands and mouth over every part of her that he could reach.
As he sucked one small earlobe into his mouth, and began to nibble on it, Rikku slowly came to her senses, as she realized what Gippal was doing, actually felt good.
Then, she noticed that the pain from Baralai’s rough fucking was completely gone, and now, she could actually feel something else.
It was heat.
A hot, molten heat was pooling in her middle, and very slowly, it moved outward to all her limbs, and actually centered in and around her pummeled pussy.
Now, she noticed the sensations, the feel of a long cock plunging smoothly, rhythmically, torturously in and out of her rapidly moistening pussy. Also she noticed that the wetter she got, the more it felt good.
Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and gave an experimental roll of her hips. With the movement her pussy tightened as he was pulling out, creating a sublime sucking action on Baralai’s eager cock.
“Oooohhhhh yeah!” Baralai groaned, pausing as his knees slightly weakened.
Surprisingly titillated at what she’d been able to do, Rikku rolled her hips again, and again, soon finding and matching his rhythm.
Soon they were both moaning and groaning with pleasure, as Rikku rode Baralai with eager lust. All feelings of fear now totally gone, and Gippal nearly forgotten.
In just minutes, Rikku realized that Baralai’s eyes had returned to normal and his motions were more methodical, not so violent. The Berserk spell had worn off. Craning her neck around to see Gippal, she noted his eyes were normal too, and his sharp bites and kisses had turned gentle, almost reverent.
She didn’t like it. She wanted it like before… hard and fast. She realized she wanted it to hurt.
TO BE CONTINUED... |
