The Voluptuous and the Vile Ch. 02

The busty blonde's emotions gradually melted away under her resolve, and she regained the lucidity to carefully consider her course of action. A leap down from the walkway would be the quickest path to Lucrezia, but it was a dangerous gambit. At such a great height, Gisela realized she could suffer a broken leg or worse if she erred in her landing. In such a state, she would surely be captured and raped alongside the woman she sought to rescue. Even if she avoided injury, she would still face five enemies simultaneously. The paladin was more than a match for any of them individually, but she also knew the nature of melee and acknowledged the immense difficulties presented by a numerically superior force. She would, however, have the element of surprise. Alternatively, she could continue skulking through the dungeon to find another path to her sister-in-righteousness. That plan was as equally dangerous as the first, though in different ways. It likely did not involve a perilous leap as did the former strategy, but there was no assurance that Gisela would remain undetected by other foes that might roam the dungeon's halls. If but one of its denizens alarmed the others of Gisela's presence, she faced the possibility of being overwhelmed by an insurmountable swarm of adversaries.

Gisela's choice was made when the unimaginable happened. With an abrupt awkwardness, the grey-skinned wretch violently threw back its round head and let out a deafening, raspy screech that pierced the very air with its shrillness. The creature halted as it wailed, its tiny hips finally ceasing their relentless bucking against Lucrezia's incredibly fat ass. In that vile, soul-shattering moment, the impish fiend threw himself against the paladin's expansive backside with finality and erupted inside her beautiful womanly clam. The nightmarish monster jerked and rocked mindlessly in its depraved sexual release, and it fiercely pressed its lithe frame against the nineteen year old's tremendous ass cheeks as its hideous mushroom spewed rope after rope of viscous seed into the helpless woman's most coveted treasure. Lucrezia was obliterated in that dread instant, sobbing uncontrollably when she felt the abomination's pustule-marred cock explode deep inside her. Blast after blast of hot, rich slime defiled her once-sacred grove, the sticky unborn spawn of a monster most foul splashing within Lucrezia's defenseless womb.

The obscene consummation pushed two of the robed watchers across the threshold of sexual climax. They exploded in unison, each with his throbbing cock in hand, adding their moans of pleasure to the disturbing chorus of rapist and victim. The men writhed in orgasm as their fleshy mushrooms squirted dueling arcs of ejaculate into the air, their loads sailing several feet before splattering unceremoniously onto the chamber's tiled floor. Like the groaning monster before them, the two robed men lurched and reeled in wanton bliss, brought to lascivious heights by Lucrezia's thorough defilement.

Righteous fury consumed Gisela utterly. The blonde paladin roared silently as she gave herself to its reckless, avenging rage, and she discarded her last remaining vestiges of caution and cunning. She leapt from her vantage point with all her strength, using her massive, powerfully built thighs to propel her wobbling hourglass of a body over the waist-high stone wall that previously shielded her presence from foes below. Gisela soared through the air like a destroying angel sent from on high, both of her well-muscled arms readying her menacing bludgeon for a vicious strike as she descended. The huge-breasted beauty proved surprisingly graceful even in her seething anger, and her steel-armored feet landed flawlessly -- if loudly -- five paces behind the four men robed in crimson cloth. The one nearest Gisela met his end before he could even react, a devastating blow to the spine reducing him to a crumpled, lifeless body lying on the dungeon's floor. The three remaining watchers were startled by the sudden clamor and flinched frightfully as they turned toward the rampaging paladin. They were met by a humongous set of madly bouncing breasts and a steel-headed greathammer.

"You will all perish for what you have done! Wōdun's wrath take you!" Gisela boomed as she fell upon the robed men, stampeding into them while swinging her mighty weapon in murderous arcs. One by one her foes collapsed as steel struck bone and flesh, the unarmed combatants no match for the seasoned warrior-woman and her holy rage.

The moment of vengeance finally came for Lucrezia's defiler. The hideous, grey-skinned devil was still inside his conquest as he turned to face the approaching avenger, images of Gisela's impossibly voluptuous figure reflected in the monster's black sclerae. It made no effort to fight or even withdraw itself from Lucrezia's heavenly snatch as its doom approached. A cruel grin formed on its revolting visage, as if the creature took solace in the violation of the buxom nineteen year old paladin. It seemed ready to die, forever satisfied by riding one of the biggest asses on all of Antias and erupting inside a human woman's once-untouched flower.

A savage blow snuffed the life from the terrible, evil creature. The force of the strike dismounted the tiny monster from Lucrezia's immense buttocks and sent its limp body flying. Its diminutive form crashed against the nearest wall violently and slumped to the tiled stone floor. The monster's repugnant mushroom remained erect even in death, twitching and drooling above a nightmarishly bloated, pustule-covered scrotum.

A plated hand gently touched Lucrezia's left shoulder.

"Lucrezia, I am here, Sister," Gisela comfortingly whispered.