Lurking in the Ruins

But again, it teased her, played with her a little, rubbing its slightly tapered glans to her slit, prodding her clit and making her gasp.

Much to her annoyance, she was getting wet... though maybe it was a good thing, help with what was to come.

Which came eventually, the creature growing bored of simply teasing her. It pressed its tip more firmly to her slit... and then began to push inside.

She grunted, groaned, and gasped, feeling the member stretch her as the creature growled in lust.

There was a little pain, but the penis seemed to adjust size somehow, filling her out without making it feel like she was going to be split in half.

The dismay came mostly from the texture; it felt smooth rubbing against her ass, but now she felt a rolling texture, the flesh undulated along the length of the member, which seemed to massage her walls pleasantly.

It also had more intense stimulation to offer her, small, pliant barbs ringing its length save for the bottom, revealing how she failed to notice their touch before... they tugged at her folds, pushed into her walls, scoured her nerves with a pleasing touch.

She had expected this to be rough... she wasn't expecting it to feel this stimulating.

Carin began to shiver, and let out another pant, this one of genuine pleasure. Perhaps there really was water to those rumours... maybe the Spawn were beings of lust. Some of them at least.

It pushed in deep, until she felt its balls ever so lightly brush against her thighs.

It was almost to her cervix, it was that long. And it filled her in a way she found... unexpectedly pleasant. The mild pain she felt seemed to compliment the stimulation.

A harsh groan of pleasure came next when it began to thrust, and it growled more assertively. Feeling that length slide in and out of her depths, catching her walls, scouring her nerves, and worse, digging against her G-Spot, it was proving to be far more pleasurable than she could've anticipated.

More gasps left her, along with strained grunts and defiant growls, but ultimately, she was at the mercy of the beast on top of her... which was only getting faster.

Soon, the deep squelching of its cock pushing through her canal filled her ears, and as it picked up the pace, the light slap of its crotch against her rump.

It was growling and panting, showing off its bestial nature as it rutted away inside of Carin.

Her body started to jolt forward with each impact, her torso jerking forward, but held back by the groping hand to her breasts, constantly squeezing and massaging her bust, thick digits and palm easily covering her mound.

Faster again it grew, the slapping growing louder, more frequent, and the force amplified, jerking her body forward harder.

By now, Carin couldn't resist the stimulation, and began grunting and exclaiming in strain and stimulation, gasps mixed with the sounds of exertion made through gritted teeth.

It was getting more feral, but she was also getting used to its length, as though her pussy had adapted in that short a time to the bestial member, which ceaselessly oozed its precum, the secretions from its flesh the perfect lubrication.

The mild pain was even more distant now, overwhelmed by the pleasure. She could feel an orgasm building inside of her, drawing nearer with each passing moment.

That she did not anticipate, but with how everything felt, it was hard to resist... she didn't know why, but this rough fucking was doing something for her.

She moaned for the first time, sounding like a whimper, realising that she was practically giving in to this monster, but it was hard to resist.

"Fuck... fuck!" she cursed, her panting becoming rapid as the creature's thrusts grew rapid. It was feral, mounting her and mating her like a beast, and all she could think was how pleasurable it felt.

Then, its thrusts slowed down just a little, but in turn they became much more forceful, slamming into her briefly. Its cock was throbbing incessantly, warning her that its own climax was near at hand.

She lifted her head into the air and moaned, unable to stop her body from arching. This, however, prompted the creature, in its dominance, to let go of her breasts... and grasp the top of her head, pushing it down into the wooden floor. Not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough it was a clear message.

Fortunately for her, there was a layer of ooze from the Spawn where her face was pressed into the wooden boards, seemingly congealed into a soft, slightly spongy layer, making sure her head wasn't rubbing raw against splintered wood.

It was rough, being forced down like that. The creature asserting its dominance... and then, with a harsh slam and a roar-like growl, it came inside of her, its cock throbbing with incredible power. Carin could feel it filling her, flooding her womb with its seed, the contractions of its ejaculation penis adding even more stimulation.

Stimulation enough that she cried out in ecstasy, able to lift her head a little as the claw to her head let go. Her body shuddered in orgasm, her vulva sputtering a little as her juices mixed with its cum and secretions.

Suddenly, it angled its head, and its tongue came slithering out of its mouth like a tentacle, and forced its way into her own, Carin's eyes going wide in surprise at the sudden oral penetration.

She gagged as it slipped down her throat... and began to pulse, contractions forcing loads of something down her gullet, like its tongue was climaxing, ejaculating right into her throat, neck bulging, her orgasm subsiding quickly from this shock.

But its climax lasted longer... it felt like it was going to keep going, make her bloated. It eventually stopped, but by then, its orgasm had thoroughly filled her, Carin's gut feeling heavy, not helped by whatever substance it was pumping into her through its tongue.

Finally, it pulled its tongue from her mouth, Carin hacking a little as she sputtered up some of the black stuff, thick and terribly delicious, a grand flavour that danced across her tongue.

Her head began to spin; swallowing that stuff was a bad idea. Her body felt hot, even more aroused than before, hungry for more of this beast. The warmth spread from her womb as well, as if the creature's seed had treacherous effects on her. She gripped the floorboards beneath her, panting as the lust in her built.

Any sense of shame or guilt or humiliation was quite distant. There, but... subdued. Something ever easily pushed aside.

She wanted more.

"What... did you do..." she murmured softly, sounding breathless from how hot her body was, the arousal that now coursed through her.

The creature only growled in response, running its sloppy tongue along her face, before pulling its cock from her womanhood, seed dripping from her slit onto the floor below.

Outside, the world grew dark as the storm moved in, the thunder growing louder and more frequent. The first droplets of rain began to fall.

And the creature that had mounted her was not done.

It rolled her onto her back, running its tongue up one of her breasts, the slippery length sliding and curling around her erect nipple, before the muscle draped over her face.

Whatever it had pumped into her must have been potent... feeling that tongue over her was filling her heads with all manner of lusty thoughts.

It rubbed its length to her slit, prompting her to whine and arch her body from the stimulation, the bumpy flesh of its underside grinding against her clit.

But another penetration of her nethers with its shaft was not on its mind. Instead, it gave her one last lick to her lips, before it started to turn around... and graze the tip of its cock over her lips.

She let out a breath at the contact... and against all of her judgement, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to graze along the topside of the glans.

She needed it in her mouth, if nothing else, than to satiate the maddening lust she was feeling right now. It was only growing stronger, and she didn't care anymore.

Carin just wanted this thing to fuck her. In any way that would've satisfied.

It dropped its hips low, and its length slid into her mouth. The texture of its member felt odd to her lips, the pliant barbs tugging against them, and grazing across her tongue, but the nubs were nowhere near firm enough to make it unpleasant or difficult. Its sliminess made its sliding betwixt her lips and over her tongue rather easy, gliding against the insides of her mouth, pushing into her throat.

She did not gag. Carin had no idea how she was avoiding such a thing, avoiding losing the contents of her gut with this thing's shaft in her throat... but it came easy, even as it bulged out her neck.

Then its balls came to rest atop of her face, blinding her as the thick, heavy orbs, sizeable and virile, overwhelmed her sense of smell with an intoxicating musk; it smelled of pure sex, masculine and alluring all at once, arousing her further.

She began to suck a little, tongue pushing back and forth. And that prompted the monster to start pumping, growling into the air as it began to fuck her throat.

Her eyes rolled upwards a little; this was like nothing she'd ever experienced before, she couldn't believe it. It was maddening.

Its slow pace meant its sagging testicles remained draped over Carin's face for a long moment each time before they lifted away, only to weigh over her eyes a moment later.

Despite the texture of its bestial length, it glided with slickness in and out of her throat. She couldn't quite believe how smooth it felt, but it did. And she wanted to taste it, swirling her tongue around the shaft, waggling her muscle to its topside, underside, either side, slurping on it obediently.

This seemed to please it, as the creature growled in lust, before she felt it take firm handfuls of her glutes... and run its tongue across her clit. Her body flinched in response, an arc of pleasure stronger than before racing through her.

It felt like her body was hypersensitive, even the slightest provocative touch eliciting a reaction from her.

It licked again, this time curling its dexterous tongue over her vulva, ignorant of her pubic hair, which was matted back after the first orgasm, leaving her mound quite exposed.

It seemed hardly worried about how it had came in that hole already, but something about its seed, and the stuff from its tongue, and even what secreted from its skin... it all seemed rather similar.

All of it made her body tingle tremendously.

It began to thrust faster into her mouth, a gentle smacking audible every time its balls came to rest on her face.

The creature's licking also intensified, as it seemed to be focusing on her entrance particularly... if the way it had stuffed her throat was any indication, it was intent on invading her pussy and pumping another load of its substance into her.

She whined as it attacked the outer folds of her womanhood, whilst delving deep into her throat and slowly picking up speed. If it was going to cum in her throat, it was going to happen soon.

Carin then realised her arms were free... but instead of trying to use that to free herself, she reached up and clutched the hips of the spawn, just for leverage.

She felt its tongue sloppily writhe up her inner thighs, first one, then the other, a lusting act that made her shiver... before it plunged that tentacular tongue into her depths in a single fell swoop.

The woman cried out in ecstasy, feeling the tip of its muscle wriggling at her cervix, the sensitivity brought about by its previous orgasm and ejaculation making it feel particularly intense.

It kinked its tongue to push against her G-Spot as well, keen on making her climax as powerful as possible, and it began to pump its tongue in and out of her pussy to help aid in that endeavour, growling with the intent to send vibrations straight to her G-Spot.

There was no way she could resist this kind of pleasure. Her mind was overwhelmed with the haze of euphoric chemicals and substances around her and inside of her. The very air she breathed made her shiver. She was going to climax once more, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Except suck even harder on its cock... she no longer cared about how this began. She just wanted relief from the lust, and orgasm was the only way out.

It thrust even faster into her gullet, fucking her mouth wantonly, the sloppy sound and the smacking echoing into the air as the rain outside began to fall harder.

Carin's eyes rolled up into her head a little as the monster's relentless tongue assault broke her resolve... and before long, she was orgasming, shivering like a leaf beneath the creature.

And this seemed to push it over the edge, forcing its hips down onto her face, and its cock as deep into her throat as possible. It was beyond tolerance. She began to gag a little, trying and failing to breathe as it flooded her throat with cum, adding yet more filling to her stomach.

At the same time, it thrust its tongue deep into her pussy, with enough force it practically lashed her cervix, but there was no pain to be felt; it was like that sensation had been utterly disabled.

It didn't stop her writhing about madly beneath it, somehow avoiding any splinters. She could feel it filling her womb, adding to the load she'd already been filled with.

And then, finally, it withdrew its tongue with a sudden flick of the muscle across her clitoris, making her jolt one last time in ecstasy.

It panted a little, its cock going still in her mouth, its musky balls lingering over her eyes and drowning her nose in that hellishly intoxicating scent, before eventually getting off of her, sliding its penis out of her mouth, a few final spurts of cum spattering her face.

She coughed a little, Carin a shivering mess as the spawn's member sheathed itself. She groaned, shakily rolling to one side and propping herself up; she felt so drained, so heavy, and yet so full.

She turned to the creature, an uncertain look in her eyes as it wandered closer to her. And then, it gave her a lick up the face, before bounding for the stairwell, returning from whence it came.

She groaned, so beleaguered from the ordeal that a loud crack of lightning nearby wasn't enough to shake her. The Spawn had left a mess behind, and she still felt a little hot and bothered, but not enough to be unsatisfied, and the sensations were starting to calm.

Now she was just annoyed, hiking up her pants and tugging down her upper garments, despite the mess. She would just have to deal.

She reached over and grabbed her dagger, sheathing it after wiping down the inky blood that stained it... almost indistinct from the oily coloured fluids that thing had filled her with and stained her mouth and nethers with.

Grumbling, she wiped herself down as best she could, and once she had her coat, she began to descend to the level below, mumbling to herself.

There was no way she could leave now, in the middle of the storm. It was too dangerous. So, finding her ruck, she pulled out some cotton sheets, and moved towards one of the old beds.

They likely couldn't take her weight anymore, but she could salvage some of the bedding material for a makeshift sleep mat, along with a little shelter from the rain, even as far from the open edge as she was.

She wasn't as quick as she liked, slowed by her exhaustion and the weight in her body, but eventually she fashioned something soft to lie on, using old lengths of wood from the beds to prop up some old fabrics she'd also recovered, acting as a wind buffer.

It wasn't much, but it was enough. And it allowed her to be alone with her thoughts.

Carin felt she should've been traumatised by what had occurred. Shamed, maybe, but she wasn't one to let herself be bogged down by misfortune. She knew of the risks she faced delving into these dungeons. In some ways, it was better than dying, but she really felt she should've felt worse. Only, she didn't. More... inconvenienced.

It didn't quite make sense to her. What made even less sense was how thinking about it made her lips twitch a little as if involuntarily trying to form a smile, from how unexpectedly good it felt.

That kind of rough sex... it appealed to her, but the whole experience was more than that.

Maybe it was whatever it had pumped into her. It could've made her more receptive to it... certainly enough to make her eagerly suck its cock as it fucked her mouth.

Either way, she still had her loot... and she knew apothecaries and potion makers that could ensure she didn't get pregnant, or end one in the early stages.

Assuming she could even get pregnant from that thing; it wasn't human, and from the way it behaved, it was more than likely looking for a lay for the pleasure of it.

She sighed, and laid herself down on her mat, tucking herself up and draping the cotton sheet over her for warmth.

She'd just have to deal with things as they came, Carin closing her eyes to get some rest.

Unaware of the veins around her gut and her nethers slowly turning a shade of black, a corruption began to take hold of her, slowly changing her from within, into something... greater.