The following takes place immediately after chapter 18 in "The Blessing of Life". It's a lemon. It's a rape. I really hope none of you "enjoy" this.
Saria lay underneath Randall. Her clothes had been forcibly removed, and this included her undergarments. His hulking body stood over her naked one. She was trapped, trapped between a cushiony bed, and a rock hard humanoid. There was no way out. The only way she could get lucky was if Link burst the doors and saved her, but she heard no footsteps, so, he would be late.
"Saria, I'm going to enjoy this, aren't I?" Gannon laughed, beginning to shake off a small portion of his pants, revealing his fifth limb, like the rest of his body, similar to a monster.
The moment she saw it, she closed her eyes. Two things ran through her mind very quickly. The first was what Cheryl told her when Randall first tried this; don't do as he says, make no noise, do not show emotion, he will hate it. And 'there is no way he expects to put THAT in me…'
Saria looked back up at Randall, and tried to keep her jaw from trembling.
"You are so cute Saria… even now, as you tremble beneath me, so cute." His face got closer to hers, and began to whisper softly into her ear, even if he wasn't saying anything.
She felt his hands slide across her body, and they eventually stopped at her breasts. Grabbing at them like toys, laughing a little at Saria's face.
She was trying her best to show no emotion. She liked this feeling, but refused to enjoy it if it wasn't Link.
"You like this?" Gannon asked as he began to rub his thumbs over her nipples quickly, still whispering into her ear.
Saria said nothing, and bit her lip with a death grip, trying with herculean effort to not show any signs of want of this man.
"I can see right through that, you love this. Don't you? Even now, I bet you're wishing that you could've spent a few days with me doing this, don't you?" He asked, beginning to lick her ear, still playing with her breasts.
Saria sunk deeper into the bed, either from trying to get away from him, or being pushed there by Randall's push on her upper chest.
"Cry Saria, you're always cuter when you cry, so do it!" He growled, becoming impatient with her stubbornness to cooperate.
He squeezed her breasts, and pinched at her nipples, at this, tears began to well from her eyes.
Her first mistake of this sexual activity, she let loose a crying moan.
"Again! Saria, again!" He ordered, pinching at her again, tears now openly flowing from her eyes.
Saria didn't do anything, and Randall growled in frustration, he lowered his head onto her mouth, and stuck his tongue inside. As their tongues met, it was obvious that Saria didn't want to cooperate with him, she pulled her tongue back as far as she could. But then, Randall's tongue, like a serpent's, somehow met hers, sliding around the edges of her tongue, her tongue was being brought out, she still held back, but Randall got her to open her mouth wider, and pulled her tongue out of her mouth, subconsciously begging for more, even though she didn't want him to do it.
He licked at her tongue, and the saliva began to drip onto her face, her eyes closed tightly.
The moment she felt this saliva hit her, she recoiled, and her tongue shot back into her mouth, but it was too late. Randall got too much out of it, and was now hornier than ever.
"Time to show you such power you little slut." Randall laughed as his genitals hit the outside of Saria's. She let loose a yelp at the feeling, and Randall laughed again.
"Open wide." He cackled, forcing himself into her.
At that moment in time, Saria felt like she had never experienced pain before. Randall was huge compared to Link, and he held nothing back. Saria remembered the first time she and Link did this, he was gentle, and asked her permission to continue often, Randall did no such thing. This time, it hurt, badly. Randall was at least twice the length of Link in both diameter and length, and she felt Randall's organ push all of her own organs aside as he thrust in and out.
"Randall…" Saria said, gasping for air as if she hadn't taken a breath in a century, "stop… it… hurts… badly…" She begged, her voice cracking every so often.
"Beg some more, I may consider it."
"Please… stop…"
"All I heard was please, and that exactly what I intend to do." Randall said, forcing his way into Saria like butter, the feeling overwhelming himself.
Tears poured from her eyes as she began to cry. The feeling hurt, but it was a hurt she liked, and she didn't want to. Randall still held onto her breasts, and her hands were on his arms, still trying to get them off, her legs flung about wildly, trying to throw him off, even though she knew that wasn't helping the feeling.
Then, it began to happen. Randall's rhythmic pumping of her began to create pleasure. She at first bit her lip again, closing her eyes, trying to fight it off, but as he continued, she felt the walls of her organs closing and wrapping around Randall tighter and tighter.
"Getting excited are we?" Randall chuckled, beginning to pump faster and harder for Saria.
Saria shook her head no, even though her jaw trembled with the pleasure.
Her legs stopped flinging around, and began to instinctively wrap around Randall's legs, making him smile, his power was winning, and hers was losing.
Saria began to moan now, she didn't want to, but it slipped out revealing her disdainful like to the feeling, and making Randall go even harder and faster.
"Moan my name! Do it!"
Saria bit her lip as Randall began to work her harder, she was on the verge of an orgasm, and Randall didn't even seem close.
"Saria! Moan my name!" He commanded.
Saria was completely overcome with the feeling, and lost all of her judgment.
"R-R-Randall…" She stuttered, broken and spread through slight moans as he went in and out.
"Better?" He asked with a growl.
Saia shook her head no, gaining control over herself.
Then, she came on him.
Her walls pulled very tightly against him, begging him to orgasm with her, but his power overcame that pleasure, and he continued as she was spent. Her body fell limp, legs spread wider, her walls throbbed, and her arms fell off of Randall. Even her head fell sideways, and she twitched with everytime he went in her.
"Can't keep going? I can do this for a long time sweetie. I suggest you get stronger fast, because you're doing this every night from now on."
Saria tried to retort, but she was too tired, and now in pain as Randall continued.
"Stop." She said weakly, wincing at the pain.
"No." He pumped even harder than when she was having her orgasm.
"Stop!" Her voice became louder.
"What was that? Are you begging me again?"
"STOP IT!" She begged, twitching as he continued.
"I couldn't hear you." He snickered.
"STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT!"
"No." Randall said calmly, loving every second of this.
"NO! NO! NO! STOP! STOP! STOP!" Saria wailed, tears coming from her eyes.
"Scream little girl, scream." Randall encouraged, beginning to massage her already erect nipples again.
Saria did exactly what Randall wanted, she screamed her heart out, yelling at him to stop, wailing about the pain, and crying for Link, who didn't seem to be coming at this point.
"You only prove my point further Saria, I am the most powerful being. I made you, a stubborn whore, whose heart was set on some fairy boy, cry my name over twenty times through both pleasure and pain, he's not coming."
Randall knew he could keep at Saria's vagina for a long, long time, but he needed to get done at some point during this night, and thus he decided to torment the girl even further.
He pulled out of her exhausted body, and turned her over, mashing her face into the pillows.
"What… are you…" Saria started, but then felt Randall grab at her hips and pull them upwards.
"Link ever try this?" He laughed as he pulled the end of her digestive system over himself.
Saria let loose a high-pitched squeal as Randall began to pump her from her ass this time.
"STOP IT!" She screamed, begging him to stop.
"I could do this all night, and the moment you orgasm here, I'll move on to another g-spot on your body. I can see you're tired, and thus the wailing, but still, get used to it." Randall said, Saria beginning to cry again, wailing as Randall said she was.
He still didn't feel his own orgasm coming up, and Saria's ass wasn't the right thing for him, so he moved on.
He pulled out, and grabbed Saria, pulling her limp body over to the pillows on the bed, and propped her up.
"Wha-"
Randall knelt over her, his fifth limb near her face, and grabbed her head, pulling it closer.
"NO!" Saria said, bad mistake.
Randall used the end of her beg to jam himself into her mouth. The moisture and saliva she produced would probably be enough, but he wasn't quite sure.
He grabbed her head and made her simulate the feeling of him pumping in and out of her.
Saria's tongue rubbed back and forth from being stationary, so she tried to pull her tongue back.
Then, she thought of something, she bit down, thinking that maybe she could cause him pain.
It didn't work.
"Ow! Do that again!" Randall commanded, liking the feeling; her bite wasn't strong enough to do more than tickle him.
For Randall, that tickling feeling caused him to leap closer to his orgasm, but he knew that he didn't want to stay in one place on Saria for long. The more she felt demoralized, and the more he claimed on her, the better he felt.
He pulled out of her mouth, loving the feeling of her brushing on his genitals, and pulled her off of the pillows.
"What are you doing now?" Saria's voice was too faint to be audible.
Randall grabbed Saria from under her shoulders, and then positioned his legs on the sides of her hips, slightly crushing her, and placing his fifth appendage between her breasts. He made a pumping motion between them, and then grabbed her subtle breasts, pushing them together tighter, increasing his from this.
Saria's face was one of horror, this was more humiliating that painful, and long ago she forgot any pleasure Randall gave her, and watched as he picked up the pace, forcing her breasts together even tighter, making her wince in pain.
"You like this?"
"No." Saria's face turned into a more authentic pouty face. And Randall sped up even faster, her face increasing in sadness and displeasure.
"Oh Saria, you're so hot." He stated, starting to drool. His hands left her breasts, and grabbed her hands, forcing them onto her breasts, which she instinctively began to grope, and push together herself, and then he took her place, making her arms go underneath his, grabbing the tops of her breasts, slightly brushing against his moving fifth limb.
"Randall…" it started as a beg, "stop…" and ended as a plea.
"Saria… Saria… Saria…" Randall picked up the pace, and then dismounted her, grabbed her hands, and making her massage his genitals rapidly. He himself grabbed hold of his genitals and began to finish off what he started through masturbation. Saria saw the look in his eyes, and closed her own.
"Open wide Saria." He said again as he squeezed himself hard, and then released everything she had been building up in him for the past seven years in a mere three seconds.
Her entire upper torso was covered, and her face had splatters of his fluids on him. He opened her mouth for her and began to shovel parts of it into the opening.
"Look at yourself you pathetic whore, a mess, made so by me. You're too weak, too weak to defend your honor, how pathetic."
He stuck himself in her mouth, and used her to clean his appendage without dirtying his own hands.
Then, whatever mess he had on his hands, he wiped off, on clean parts of her skin, like her abdomen and her hands.
Saria coughed, and let out a bit of the fluid that Randall shoved down her throat.
"Burn in hell." She swore at him.
"I'll break you further." He growled as he began to punch the bones in her limbs to dust.
She cried in agony, begging him to stop again.
"You will heal eventually, until then, you'll remain on that bed until I say so. To be my toy as long as you live, and then, maybe I'll find a way to keep you from aging, to keep you immortal and my little pet forever. In fact, I'll start right now." Randall said menacingly as he hopped off Saria, and pulled what little clothing he took off.
He wandered to a small section in the room and began to whip some strange liquid, chanting into a pot and eyeing Saria every now and again, waiting for his urge to have her came again.
Saria couldn't have watched though, her body felt broken, and limbs of it were. She coughed up more of Randall's ejaculate, and waited, waited for her knight in shining, or in her case green, armor, came to rescue her from the ferocious beast.
What a sick fuck. Ok, well, get back to reading "Blessing of Life" my faithful followers.
