1. The Lost Knight


    Date: 6/8/2024, Categories: Fantasy Anal Bestiality, Bondage and restriction Domination/submission Humiliation Non-consensual sex Threesome Author: Wanderwolf, Source: sexstories.com

    ... turned to face them and said,” I’m Heven Blackhawk. Third feather to the Order of the Griffin. We are no ordinary soldiers. We are elite battle mages. Once you said the save word for the chains, I knew I could use it against you.”
    
    “But I freed you,” can the musical tones of her voice.
    
    “Only because you let your pixie drain me.” He turned to look over the pool of clear water again.
    
    Petals said without thinking,” it was the best orgasm a buffoon like you will ever have.”
    
    “Quiet,” whispers the archer.
    
    He paused, thinking of what to do next. He turned and walked quickly back two the two. Bending at the archer he pulled back the hood. As he did both creatures yelled No!!!
    
    He found the face of an angel. It was long and perfectly shaped. Pale but full of color. Her skin did not have any blemishes. Her face was perfectly sculptured. Her blue eyes were more like those of icy water than the sky. Her golden hair was long and straight. Her small point ears poked out from in. Not pointed like the elves of the Valleywood. More rounded.
    
    His body became under attack. By what he did not know, but he could feel himself losing. “What is happening,” Heven said as he is grinding his teeth. His body is in a battle that his mind has no clue on why.
    
    “She hides her face to humans, because with one look it brings out the primal side,” said Petals quickly. “You need to fight it. It is the only way. Fight it, you stupid human,” she yelled.
    
    But it was too late. He threw his ...
    ... head back and howled. The primal part of himself has taken over. His hands grabbed at his shirt and he ripped it into pieces. “My lady, this is not going to be good,” the little pixie said. She was knocked to the ground as Heven moved into his prey.
    
    The cloak was torn from her shoulders. He moved in to kiss her. Not one of passion but pure lust. His lips meeting hers. She tried to fight him off but being bound she was limited. He quickly removed her clothes, and they were thrown throughout the clearing.
    
    His large rough hand found its way between her legs and started rubbing her. That is when he spoke for the first time since he went primal. His voice was deeper, darker. “You unleashed this side of me that I try to keep hidden. Since it was you that brought it out, you will be the first one to feel its power.”
    
    He rubbed her quicker now. Her body started to rub back into his hand. “You see how easy you give over to me my prey. Just my hand is making you want it. Turning you. Soon your body will let me do what I wish as your mind screams NO!! You will be nothing more than a begging needy slut.” The last words were drawn out with almost a spat at the end.
    
    She started to let out a low moan. With his free hand he slapped her large, exposed breasts. Over and over his hand came down. The pain was intense, but mixed with the pleasure his hand was giving her she started to moan even more.
    
    He stopped and grabbed both of her tits hard. One in each hand. He went bad and forth ...