(Still don't own shit and sorry again for the wait.)
Sorte's P.O.V.
The tension in the air broke as soon as Pyramid Head got his sword in hand, the strange mass of gory flesh charging toward him. My previous pursuer neatly stepped aside and thrust his sword deeply into the 'head' of the creature with a ragged twist. I gasped with fright as some of the blood spattered onto my uniform; the monster seemed to become animated again at my surprised cry and began to thrash and wrap two tendrils of tri-colored flesh around my ankles. As suddenly as he had been across the room, he had the monster impaled in the wall with my ankles in his hands. I was torn between trying to kick him in the face and cheering that I'd been saved. I settled upon gawking at him as he tore the creatures flesh from my shins.
It was then that I realized that he was not letting my ankle go. He merely reached down and grabbed my arm, jerking me into the air to land painfully against the part of his shoulder next to the giant metal helmet. I groaned and reached back to cradle my side, his bicep curling to hold me against him. Thrashing and cursing and pounding against his helmet seemed to offer no kind of leverage on the situation so I-you guessed it!-decided to reach my foot down and kick him in the butt. He stopped walking immediately and reached behind himself to grab my ankle. I barely registered the sickening crack of my bone being snapped in half before he began walking again. I bit back a pained wail and dug my rigid fingers into his collar bone, determined not to cry in front of him.
He walked silently for sometime through the eerie and flickering lights of the hospital. The only sounds were my soft whimpers and the occasional hurried cicks of heels away from us, more of those nurses I assumed. Eventually we got to some kind of pitch black hallway and as he trudged into it my eyesight failed me. There wa absolutely nothing in my line of sight exempt for blackness. He, however strode with ease, making several sudden turns without any indication of where it is we were going until I heard the click of a doorway opening and he threw me. I expected some other kind of injury upon impact but instead felt and heard the creaking bounce of what could be nothing else but a bed-and a very large one at that. I now realized that he had brought me to his domain; a faint, red light came to life to my far right. His sillouette blocked most of the glow. I sat up quickly as he began to turn around to face me. My ankle was broken, I couldn't make a run for it...maybe there was some kind of weapon in the room.
He began to stalk toward me, his helmet barring his expression. I reared back as slowly as I could without taking my eyes off of him. My heart beat hard against my ribcage as he neared, my fingers inching toward a filthy gurney next to the bed that must function as a bedside table. My shaky hand fumbled around until I found a heavy rod of cool metal;with some exertion I pulled it from the table and hurled it at the creatures chest. I don't know what I expected: for his heart to suddenly stop and him to drop dead? For the rod to pierce his helmet and impale him through the eye? I certainly did not expect for it to hit his chest with little more than a soft thud and bounce heavily to the floor. My eyes widened with fear as the gargantuan man stopped just at the edge of the bed with his broad shoulders squared, his palms opened and laying dangerously against his sides.
"P-please...I didn't do anything. Just leave me alone, okay?", I muttered, trying somehow to appeal to the better nature I just knew did not exist. At this point however, I would give anything to be out of that room and away from this deadly man.
Before I knew it, he had leaned down close to my face the tip of his helmet pointed right at the center of my forehead. I swallowed hard, my body beginning to tremble when one of his hands came up to my neck and enclosed my throat in a secure grip. He shoved my head back onto the hard mattress and quickly straddled me. I immediately began to struggle against him and kicked at his thighs with my good leg, trying to buck him off. As I clawed at the hand around my throat, he only seemed to become further excited. A raspy chuckle drifted to my ears as his free hand ran down the curves of my body. I shrieked fearfully at the contact and thrust my hand beneath his helmet, every intention set on gauging his eyes out. I felt his hand dissapear and then a crippling pain in my wounded ankle, my scream of agony silenced my his mouth enveloping mine. His lips were moist and rough, kissing and sucking on mine before thrusting his tongue into my mouth to taste me.
I half expected him to taste of decay but instead it bordered on a musky and natural flavor. My stomach turned in knots as he guided my wounded ankle over his hip, dragging my leg around his torso. I felt tears surface in the corner of my eyes as he bagan to grind his hardening manhood against my sex. His member rising, slowly pushed my torn uniform and his garment out of the way. My lungs throbbed with my exertion to breathe as his fist began to tighten around my neck. He roughly thumbed my left hip, his large fingers slipping under my shirt and bra and ripping them down the middle from the inside. He finally pulled back from the kiss to harshly bite my lip, the hand around my throat slipping into my hair and wrenching my head to the side. The front of his helmet rested on the bed as his bare face dipped to my neck. I tensed at the feeling of his mouth and nose against my jugular, softly inhaling my scent before engulfing my main vein in an open-mouthed kiss. I writhed beneath him, alternating between pushing at his chest and hand that roughly fondled my breasts.
"N-no...!", I pleaded as his skillful mouth worked my neck into a tenderized and sensitive state, my hormones getting the better of me as my slightly masochistic side flared. I bit my lip against a heady moan when jagged teeth bit down into my flesh, surely drawing blood. He inhaled deeply and growled pleasantly.
I inwardly cursed my body as his hips contiued to grind against my sensitive heat. Tears poured from my eyes as his long tongue traveled down to encirlce a pert nipple causing a spark of adreniline to travel through my body and back through to my core. My body betrayed me again as wetness began to soak through my panties. I bit my sore lip as he flicked and stroked every inch of my sensitive mounds, his thumbnail traced the hollow of my hip, my pelvis bucking involuntarily. His fist tightened in my hair causing me to arch my back as he grinded more roughly into me, my breasts bouncing softly.
Suddenly, he yanked me off of the bed and onto the floor by my hair, pulling me between his legs. I could faintly see him towering over me by the red glow to my rear. His spread knees were level with my ears, his obvious erection standing tall as he brooded above me. With his free hand, he pulled the bindings from his waist, exposing his muscular hips, thighs, and his fully erect cock. Understanding dawned on me as I stared at it, a shudder travelling down my spine. He pulled me up onto my knees and toward his glory, not stopping until my lips were mere inches from it before letting me go. I instantly recoiled from it but he hooked his ankles behind my knees to keep me in place. I just stared at it, his heavily masculine scent engulfing my senses.
A thick pearl of precum spilled from the head as he watched me stare at it. I looked up at him doubtlyfully, my mouth screwed shut in refusal. He suddenly slapped the back of my head, nudging me toward it again. I bit my lip as a new stream of tears began to run down my face pathetically. He pulled me even closer, my naked breasts pressing against his balls as the heated head of his cock brushed my trembling lips. I hesitated, flinching when the blade of his sword stabbed through the floor just to the right of my hip. I closed my eyes tightly and quickly grabbed the head of his dick, lapping at the head, his head tilted back slightly as a loud groan sounded deep in his chest. His hand came back up and began to massage my scalp.
Inwardly cursing my fear of his anger, I took his large head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the engorged flesh and resisting the urge to bite. His cock was absolutely rock hard and scalding against my tongue and the roof of my mouth, yet strangely smooth and soft. I'd never done this before, but I followed my instincts and what I'd learned from porn to do my best to please him. I didn't want to be any more wounded than a broken ankle and bruised neck. Drool pooled in my mouth at his strong flavor. His heavy hand weighed down upon my head, forcing more of him into my mouth. My jaw ached as I began to bob my head, shame and embarassment flushing my cheeks in the darkness. Both of my hands softly squeezed his length as his head roughly pounded near the back of my throat.
I inhaled hurriedly, trying my best to ignore my repudiated arousal. He suddenly bucked up, the head of his cock momentarily gagging me. I pulled him out of my mouth to catch my breath, holding my throat as a mixture of his precum and saliva dripped down the corners of my lips. Pyramid Head immediately grabbed my face and forced me back onto his cock, holding my head in place with both hands. I whimpered around the intrusion but continued to suck and lick the strong veins along his shaft. I brought a hand up to softly massage his balls. He let go of my head, instead busying himself with my breasts. He roughly pinched and pulled my nipples, eventually guiding them around his dick. My jaw began to cramp as he once again began to buck up into my throat. I held my breath as he forced himself in, cutting off my windpipe as my eyes bugged out of their sockets. After nearly a minute, he let me cough and sputter for air, fucking my breasts while I caught my breath. After a short time, the man pushed his rigid member back into my mouth and pulled my hands up to my own breasts, motioning for me to tittyfuck him while sucking him off. My throbbing heat pulsed to my chagrin.
I silently complied, silently praying he would cum quickly. I nestled his cock between my heavy mounds and sucked as hard as I could whilst moving my breasts up and down around him. I could feel him thickening in my mouth after some time. I quickly began to alternate between lapping at his entire shaft and sucking the head, being sure to keep massaging him with my breasts. I leaned down into his lap, determined to get it all over with. He reached for me, stopping suddenly when I sucked his balls into my mouth, groaning as I rolled them on my tongue. I pumped his shaft with both hands as fast as I could, squeezing and rubbing the head. Before I could stop him, Pyramid Head pulled me up by my obsidian locks and plunged deeply into my throat with no warning. Molding my breasts around him with one hand and holdig my head in place with the other, he thrusted violently into my straining mouth, forcing my throat to accomdate his size.
I gagged horribly around his massive girth, panick rising that I might suffocate. I pounded against his torso to no avail. Saliva and pre-ejeaculate pooled between my breasts and creating a slick passageway for whatever wouldn't fit in my mouth. His thrusts bedcame erratic, dark spts swimming in my already bleak vision. I felt my body weaken, my head feeling light as his balls slapped against my ribcage. I felt my eyes cross while my lungs burned for oxygen. My throat ached from the stretch, I looked up at the fading image of his helmet looming over my crouched form. Just as my eyes closed, a huge amount of hot liquid shot down my throat. My muscles flexed to swallow it all upon reflex. Pyramid Head suddenly pulled out and dropped me heavily onto the floor. The impact made me gasp as much needed air filled my lungs. I choked and heaved desperately on my belly, my body weak and struggling to just breathe. After a few minutes I rolled shakily onto my hands and knees, slowly looking up at him with tear-blurred eyes.
He was rock hard and stitting emotionlessly while watching me struggle. I gasped, crawling away from him and into the far corner beneath the lit candle. He stood immediately, crossing the room in three strides and snatching me up by the shoulders. He carried my struggling form back to the bed and tossed me down, straddling my hips. I began to cry quietly, shrinking away from the hand that began to stroke my thighs. Without warning, the nude male tore my panties down my legs and flung the white material across the room. I shrieked and covered myself as best as I could as his sac brushed against my hip.
'What more could he possibly want? Why can't he just kill me already?'
Large hands grabbed my thighs and spread them apart after pushing them to my chest. I screamed, covering myself the best that I could. He growled in protest, tearing off a strip of cloth from my uniform and binding my hands to a metal ring in the wall. I shook violently when he leaned down to my glistening sex, his heavy helmet slightly resting on my torso. I jerked at the feeling of his tingue lapping at my spilled juices, biting my lip to suppress the urge to moan. One hand kept my legs in place whilst the other groped my ass. A finger forced itself into my tightness, my inner muscles clamping down around it as I wailed in pain. I struggled agaainst my bonds as he swirled his tongue around my swollen clit. I whimpered audibly as he began to thrust his finger in and out of me in time with his strokes.
"P-p-please...just sto-ah! STOP! STOP! STOP! Mmmm-n-nnn...!", I moaned, his ministrations progressed quickly, my vaginal muscles clenching around his slick digit.
He suddenly flipped me over onto my stomach, his enormous helmet thudding down onto the bed next to me. I looked quizzically at the helmet, not at all prepared when he lifted my hips and lowered them down over his face. I moaned heavily as he engulfed my entire sex in his mouth, slurping loudly as he pushed hs digit into me again. I tugged mercilessly at the makeshift handcuffs while my hips began to grind against his hungry mouth. I shrieked and arched my back as his finger brushed a very sensitive part inside of me. His left hand came up and spread my ass cheeks apart, allowing him better acess to my most private regions. I felt completely exposed and vulnerable to him as he invaded the untouched depths of my womanhood. He removed his finger, replacing it with one from the opposite hand before switching back out and re-inserting the previous finger.
I cried out, terrified as he forced the slick digit into my ass to the knuckle. He began to lick my dripping folds with new vigor, sucking my clit hard as he wiggle both fingers around inside of me. The discomfort was unbearable but the pleasure was mind-blowing. I found my hips rocking back on their own accord, a pleased growl reverberating pleasantly around my pussy. My rear hole began to tingle strangley around his intruding digit, a strange kind of pleasure traveling up and down my spine. My anal cavity began to relax, his finger moving a bit easier now. The suddenly began to finger my pussy stunningly hard, his fist slamming against my opening while the other slowly worked it's way in and out of my ass. His tongue lapped up every bit of my wetness, his longue tongue gyrating against my clit in ways I never thought possible. My eyes crossed in pleasure as I began to ride his face.
A deep, filthy shame curled around my heart while a taboo sort of pleasure coiled it's way into my stomach. I'd never before experienced this kind of pleasure, never thought it could be possible for me to moan so loudly. I surely would have never guessed that a horrible monster like Pyramid Head could work my body in ways that made me scream in ecstasy after nearly killing me just minutes before. The finger between my leaking folds ceased thrusting, instead going in deep to mercilessly stroke that wonderful spot again, nudging my cervix along the way. The skilled man suddenly sucked my clit harder than ever as he began to thrust his slick digit in and out of my ass at a steady rhythm. That queer spark of strange pleasure shot up my spine again as he expertly stroked my inner walls. I groaned heavily, orgasm making my vaginal walls tremble around him.
I forced it back, not wanting to admit to myself that this man-this monster-would make me cum, not once but twice! I clenched my teeth against the continuous onslaught of moans, sudden intakes of breath the only indication of pleasure since I'd stop moving my hips. He suddenly stopped, a relieved sigh escaping my bruised lips. I howled in shock ande forced, heavenly enjoyment as he began thundering away at both holes, his tongue and lips seeking my clit as if it were a diamond. I cried helplessly as my walls began to tighten and emflame around both digits, his forceful thrusts never letting up. A hoarse scream burst from my throat as both entrances clenched around him, his fingers still working me until the impact of my orgasm became too much. My eyes crossed as a small squeak of finality managed to escape me, my back arched rigid as a level of pleasure I'd never before experienced took me well above the fog of Silent Hill and into the sky-before dropping me down against the cold brick wall in into blissful unconsciousness...
(You like that, huh? Don't worry, there's much, much, MUCH more to come. ;) Stick around.)