Katarina (default appearance)
Anticipation was running high as the muffled and distorted breathing clashed against the sealed Omega Squad gas mask that he was wearing. Fully clad in his assault suit Teemo was expecting contact with Katarina - The Sinister Blade.
Air was moist and heavy as the little scout laid on his stomach in the middle of the forest observing the dirt road. Location was precisely chosen to give him the highest chance of success while the victims ventured straight into massacre.
Few days ago Teemo acquired a very important intel of the trade routes for the Noxus, including their major army movement routes and relocations. One specific entry really caught his attention.
Katarina herself would be overseeing one of the many gold transportations from their biggest gold mine in The Delverhold back to the capital of Noxus - The Immortal Bastion.
The road is lengthy and dangerous. The first half going through a thick forest and later turning into a plains / desert.
For the experienced assassin it was obvious that ambush won't be possible in an open area where any threat can be spotted miles away so the time to strike would be in the forest.
According to the stolen record Katarina will be transporting 2 tons of raw gold to be melted in the capital. Considering her training and proficiency she will be only accompanied by a single squad of Noxus infantry. Which by Teemo's estimates should be no more than 10 men.
It would seem foolish to not grant bigger protection for such valuable goods, especially knowing how militant are the Noxus, however the logic there could be that the whole zone is part of the Noxus empire. Meaning that any looming threat from outside attempting to ambush the caravan in order to steal the gold would be practically non-existent.
Time was ticking. Sun was at the right spot and like a clockwork - distant and steady hoofbeats alerted Teemo.
"It's time" the tiny assassin said and double-checked his rifle.
Noxus caravan was moving closer. 6 plate armor clad soldiers with spears were marching in the front, closely followed by 4 horses that were pulling the unfairly heavy cargo including the 2 men that sat on it and guided them, lastly the Sinister Blade herself and 4 more soldiers forming a square around her to assure that if any threat would come she wouldn't be caught off-guard.
Katarina exhaled and wiped her sweat covered forehead. Her gorgeous ruby red hair messily clinging on her moist skin. Forest wasn't doing her any favors. The insane heat and moisture levels had made this trip that much more worse for her.
Katarina was a trained assassin and a skillful killer. Undergoing noxian training she learned how to survive and adapt so of course this kind of weather didn't frighten her, however it was very irritating. Taking a glance down she adjusted her bust and skin-tight leather pants. Which once again weren't the perfect choice for this kind of weather, however it couldn't have been predicted. This attire is her signature and she's proud of it.
After a minute of walking Katarina heard someone shout to halt. Roughly pushing away the guard in front of her she angrily marched forward. "What's the matter?!" she basically shouted at the coachmen.
"Ma.. my lady..." one stammered so the other had to finish - "There is a blockade on the road ma'am" Katarina lifted an eyebrow and walked forward. A huge tree was indeed laying in the middle of the dirt road. Fully blocking any passage for the caravan. It wasn't avoidable.
Soldiers heard Katarina groan. "Then remove it will you?!" she shouted with annoyance. The front 6 soldiers already ran towards the tree not to risk to annoy the short-tempered woman any further.
"What if it's an ambush?" one of the coachmen silently whispered, not wanting to challenge Katarina. Unlucky for him she overheard it.
"Ha!" she mockingly shouted. Walked closer and leaned against the wooden carriage. "Do you really expect that anyone would be stupid enough to attempt this kind of ordeal?" the coachman shifted in his seat uncomfortably. "We are in the territory of our mighty Noxus Empire. Even if there was someone attempting this, they wouldn't be able to cross the border with an army big enough to pull this off" she finished and pulled out one of her daggers to tap at her head.
"Think for once with your stupid head, will ya?" she mockingly gestured towards the embarrassed man.
Making an arrogant smirk she glanced forward to see what was taking it so long. She couldn't tell what those men were doing. Some were bracing themselves against the fallen tree the others were starting to stumble on the place weirdly.
"Hey! What the fuck are you morons doing there?!" she shouted with full lungs. The tree was about 20 meters away. Katarina was furious and started to approach the men while still shouting. With every step she came closer and so her voice got louder.
"I will make sure you get fire..."hand gesture made her stop and freeze in her tracks as the soldier was already crunched over and looking at her with teary eyes and red face. "Trap… don't.. come..." he managed to stammer out before collapsing on the ground and cracking his plate armor.
Katarina's eyes went wide. Every single soldier next to the tree had collapsed and were visibly shaking on the ground. Some had foam coming out of their mouths. "It's a trap..." she whispered to herself. "IT'S A TRAP!" she shouted. Quickly pulled out both daggers and ran back to the caravan.
"Quickly secure the perimeter move!" she shouted and 4 guards from behind quickly made a square around the cargo. Coachmen also pulled out their swords and jumped down to accompany Katarina.
"Someone who did this is here… watching us..." Katarina whispered. Carefully observing the nearby trees trying to find anything even remotely suspicious. "Come out you cowards!"she shouted and quickly turned around to look at the opposite side.
Air was tense. For 5 minutes Katarina slowly paced around the cargo trying to spot the attacker. So far there was absolutely zero indication that whoever did this was actually there.
"Why haven't they revealed themselves yet?" one of the soldiers nervously asked which earned Katarina's attention. "Maybe it's not they. Maybe it's one nutjob, because we are still too many to take on at once..." right after Katarina finished talking she heard a loud groan coming from the opposite side of the carriage.
Quickly running around she saw a guard laying on the ground. Others approached her as she was turning it on the backside. "A dart." Katarina noted to herself. "We are dealing with an assassin here."she said and the remaining guards suddenly looked more scared.
Checking the pulse of the fallen soldier she found out there was none. 'Lethal poison… great' she thought.
In a fracture of a second she felt a slight breeze of wind and a sudden gasp of pain audible just next to her as another soldier got shot. Immediately Katarina's eyes filled with fury. At least now she knew from which side the attacker was shooting.
"I'm coming for you, you piece of shit!" Katarina shouted and with both daggers pulled quickly ran into the forest. Guards were about to follow her but she shouted from behind "No! Remain with the cargo!" she ran fast. Branches hitting her in the face and leaving small scrapes on her heated flesh as she rushed through the dense forest.
10 meters in and she noticed something very short running in a zig-zag pattern away from her. She had no idea who it was but it could very likely be the attacker. "Hey you! Stop right now!"she shouted and with amazing acrobatic skills beat every single bump and fallen tree in the forest as she was closing in on her target.
The thing was fast. It was already out of her sight, however she saw it turn left after a bigger density of trees. After 5 seconds she reached the exact spot herself and quickly turned to see nothing but just more forest and trees. She was breathing heavily. Heat, adrenaline and sweat. Everything mixed together. With all the running she must have been a good 100 meters into the forest if not more.
With firm grips on her daggers she slowly moved forward. Placing her feet as silently as she could to minimize any sound. Even the smallest amount of noise could be a life or death scenario and as an assassin she knew that.
"Who are you? I just want to talk..." she moved and observed the top of the trees as well. She didn't know what to expect but if that thing was behind the poison and darts then it was very dangerous and she had to be smart about it.
As she slowly paced forward her movement stopped. She saw something weird laying on the ground. Katarina approached it with caution. "What the..." she whispered to herself as she crouched down to observe it closer. It looked like a scaled down version of a rifle of some sort.
Sheathing one dagger she picked it up to observe. It was loaded with cartridges. After pulling the magazine out a new wave of anger overwhelmed her. Darts.
So this was the same thing that attacked her caravan and killed 8 soldiers so far. Katarina stood up and shouted as loud as she could "Come out you coward! I will skin you alive and your whole family for good measure!" she was hyperventilating.
"Calm down… here I am" a weird and distorted voice responded to her. Quickly she spun around to see her nemesis. It was standing just 5 meters away from her, there was no way she wouldn't be able to see it before, unless it literally got invisible.
"You… you! " she angrily growled while pointing her dagger towards him. Meanwhile the little assailant didn't seem to be intimidated at all. "What now huh? I've read about your kind before. You do look small and insignificant..." she attempted to insult.
"No need to be rude..." Teemo replied pretending to be hurt by her words. "You little shit… I will skin you alive. For killing my men for attempting to kill ME! Me! The Sinister Blade!" she shouted and stumbled a bit. Her head was exploding. She was so heated and angry.
"Why reveal yourself now coward huh? You little shit think you have a chance against me? I will step on you and your bones will crack. You little shit." she muttered.
Teemo let out a distorted laugh and pointed towards his gas mask and gloves. "For the same reason I'm having these on. It prevents me from falling unconscious" and pointed towards the gun she was holding in her hand. "And it's about time for it to take an effect on you sweetheart..." he mockingly replied.
Cold sweat ran down Katarina's back. She looked at the gun again and it looked a bit blurry to her now. "No..." she murmured and looked at the little yordle in front of her. In her last attempt she tried to stab the little fucker in the head but her legs gave out and she fell face first into the wet forest soil. Her breathing was slowing down and her eyelids got too heavy to keep open.
Last thing she saw was yordle approaching her next to her head and giggling annoyingly.
"Sweet dreams..." the last two words became more distant as complete darkness took over and any sound disappeared. Blackout.
Without saying a single word Teemo circled his prey. He had to admit it, she looked very pretty. Dangerous, curves in the right places, long ruby hair and that physique. A true athlete one might say.
His small hand reached for her neck to check pulse. It was there. Slow, but steady. 'Good' he thought and suddenly kicked her stomach - no response.
Satisfied with her condition Teemo unrolled a makeshift cloth stretcher and rolled her unconscious body on it. Securing her in place with ropes a quick groan and the little scout started to pull her.
Teemo wasn't weak by any means, however that came true for his own race. Katarina was a human female approx 165cm(5'5) tall and almost 3 times his weight so pulling her was an extremely hard thing to do. Thankfully for him the cloth stretcher reduced the friction quite a bit so it was doable.
About 20 minutes of maneuvering through the forest and looking for more accessible passages for his 'package' he finally arrived at his base camp. It was a nicely secluded area with a small water stream nearby and a cave that sheltered from incoming rain.
Letting go of the stretcher he dumped it at the opening of the cave and hid his backpack, including her daggers inside the small cave. Taking off the gas-mask he finally inhaled the forest air. His furry face was soaked with sweat and it felt terrible. Dropping the mask and gloves nearby he went to the small stream to wash hands and give some refreshment to the face.
Taking a small sip of the stream water he pleasantly exhaled. It was delicious and cold. A very nice and welcome change between the current climate.
Started wiping his hairy face while approaching the cave entrance. Once there he finished and glanced at the woman in front of him. Katarina was still completely out cold. Laying on the stretcher secured and her chest ever so slightly lifting as her lungs were inhaling the warm forest air.
Without any further hesitation he walked up to her laying form and sat down next to her head. Small furry hand brushed a strand of ruby hair away from her face. It had gotten slightly muddy due to the fall into the moist forest soil.
Teemo slid his hand across her forehead then cheeks slowly trailing downwards to her exposed neck. Undeniable desire was slowly starting to overwhelm him. He had never felt this way towards anyone else but his own race, however something was starting to switch.
Possibly it could have been the fact that he was in control, that he was the hunter and she was the prey at his mercy. Or it might be something new, something perverted and primal that caused his blood boil and heart pump the way it had never done before.
Quickly pulling a knife from his small boot he put the edge of the blade against her cheek and with slow movement slid it downwards. Not pressing hard enough to draw blood, but definitely leaving a small trail of friction across her body.
Passing her slender neck it stopped just at her impressive bust. Pervy grin decorated his face as he took in the nice view in front of him. Her breasts were quite noticeable constrained in a tight leather top. Even for a human her boobs looked amazing and handful, but for the small yordle they were gigantic.
Teemo didn't bother to look for any strings or latches, instead he used his knife to cut the fabric in the middle. With barbaric cruelty he ripped open her chest piece exposing her cleavage.
Letting out a perverted moan he grasped her tits and squeezed them hard. His hands were too small to take them whole so the chunks of them had to do. Katarina slightly stirred at the sudden advance but didn't awaken.
Noticing her movement Teemo picked up the knife again and roughly slapped her across the face. Her lip got busted open but no reaction. He had to make sure otherwise he would end up dead. She was an assassin after all and a very skilled one so he wasn't going to take any chances.
His own safety no longer being a concern the knife was dropped on the grass and Teemo leaned closer to her chest. Slurping sounds emerged as his mouth wrapped around her nipple and he started sucking away.
World around him was drifting away. Mind clouded with sexual cravings and basic instinct. He no longer controlled his own motions; it all happened naturally.
Small hand roaming her toned, warm stomach as he kept sucking her tit as a newborn would. What was the meaning of this? Probably even Teemo wouldn't be able to answer it right now.
His mind was a mess and body was filled and pumped with desire to dominate and abuse this woman.
Gulping down his own saliva he finally pulled back. Heart was pumping so hard with excitement and adrenaline that he started feeling lightheaded. Animalistic fire in his eyes as he observed her lower body.
He had studied the anatomy of different races. Humans were almost identical when it came to procreation. Only difference was the size.
Wiping his mouth he picked up the dagger and quickly jumped to her legs. With visible struggle he spread her legs open wide enough to get in between.
His small furry hands went to her belt. Excitement grew as he came closer to the ultimate prize. With the belt opened her waistline of the pants got a bit looser, but any attempts to pull them down ended up with failure.
Her skin tight leather pants had stuck on her flesh too much with all the sweat and moist climate of the forest that the small yordle simply didn't have the necessary strength to get them off.
Cursing down his breath he took a knife and while holding the waistline of the fabric carefully cut the leather downwards. With almost surgical precision the middle of her leather garment was cut open.
Heart skipped a beat as her pussy was revealed to him. Using all his strength he pried the cut fabric open more. Reluctantly but with a tearing sound it gave up putting her mound on full display.
Her vagina looked breathtaking. Lips firmly pressed together with a small patch of red hair above them. Her slit was smooth and shaven except for the intended patch on top.
Teemo gulped down in anticipation. Leaning closer he pressed his face against the moist lips inhaling their scent. Womanly musk and sweat invaded his already messed up brain as he took his time to sniff and prod the assassin's tight slit.
Getting more impatient with his nose still pressed against her moist and musky privates he quickly started undoing his own pants. The rapidly growing erection had become very unpleasant. With a sigh of relief his relatively small penis sprung free from its containment already releasing pre-cum.
Adrenaline was over the top for the small killer as scent alone would no longer do it. Leaning back a bit from her tight slit he used both hands to pry open her vaginal lips. Revealing smooth and pink opening.
Surging with excitement he dove in to have a taste. His small tongue making a slow and firm lick across her parted lips. Dick painfully spasmed with each wave of new gathered flavor in his mouth.
Mix of sweat, sourness and musk would define what he felt, however it still made him crave it more. Her vagina was releasing pheromones and despite being of different race it still had the desired effect.
Teemo couldn't deny that she tasted different than the yordle girls he had slept with, however something about this situation made him lose control. Was it lust? Perhaps the sheer taboo of the whole thing? Most likely all of it together.
He couldn't take it anymore. Removing his salivating mouth from her spread pussy he aligned his painfully hard dick against her slit. Sudden shame washed over his head as he noticed the proportional difference between their genitals.
Teemo was above average by yordle standards being around 10cm(3'9) long and proportionally thick. He could make any girl moan but only when it came to his own race. Next to Katarina's exposed slit it looked inferior and made him challenge his manhood.
Shaking his head he grasped her inner thigh. "It doesn't matter… I'm in control here and she is my bitch!" he almost shouted and with new found ferocity pushed himself inside.
There was no resistance. Her vagina gave him full access as his hard rod rapidly penetrated her smooth silken tunnel. Teemo groaned with animalistic pleasure as his yordle dick was defiling this ruby haired beauty.
To Teemo's surprise she was already very wet which in his mind could have only been the hot, moist climate. The drug that was in her system didn't have any aphrodisiac that would cause this.
Even with his small body his strong thrusts made her exposed breasts to bounce which made him even more turned on.
Teemo moaned and gasped as he fucked her as fast and hard as he could. Now with both hands gripping her thighs for leverage to maintain the tempo and strength.
Her body was a gift that kept on giving. At first he thought that she might feel loose due to their size difference but once he had done the first full penetration it was amazing that her walls still gripped his cock with a pleasant grip.
Katarina's unconscious body kept shaking as the small assailant was violating her. Teemo was a yordle, but his stamina was still well trained. Like a piston he pounded her vagina, painfully gripping her thighs in the process.
She was far from being as tight as yordle girls however the thrill of the hunt and insane taboo of it gave him tremendous energy.
"What is it… you bitch?" he moaned while watching as his yordle prick rapidly disappeared inside her slick human pussy. "With all your arrogance Sinister Blade..." slowing down he pulled out to observe his still rock hard cock soaked in her juices and sweat. "You would probably die of shame alone of being taken by someone like me. Don't you?" He smirked and quickly plunged back inside.
He could have swore that he saw her mouth open slightly during the rough entry. It could mean that the drug is wearing off so he had to hurry.
With a new surge of adrenaline Teemo roughly fucked her. Boobs bouncing like crazy and her head was starting to scrape against the stretcher cloth. That much power this little yordle was packing.
All the excitement quickly turned into a very strong desire to finish. "What.. do you.. say..?"Teemo gasped while hyperventilating. "Should I leave a parting gift to you?" he felt as his dick was starting to expand into her now sore pussy.
"I will take your silence as a yes!" he moaned and his mind exploded. Pushing himself as deep into her as his size allowed, wave after wave of potent yordle cum left his balls.
Teemo moaned and groaned as he felt his seed being released in her abused well fucked hole. He fell on top of her with his prick still inside breathing rapidly and drenched in sweat.
Her patch of hair pleasantly warming his stomach as he felt a steady flow of seed still being emptied in her wet pussy. As he was regaining his breath he noticed that her own heartbeat had gone faster. Lifting his head he observed her face. She still seemed to be unconscious however a slight tint of red was on her cheeks.
Her body probably still reacted to the intercourse while her mind was not being aware. Regardless, it was time to move. With a groan he slowly lifted himself off of her exposed and warm stomach.
His semi-flaccid dick slid out of her fucked pussy with a slick noise. Immediately afterwards a stream of his cum escaped her parted lips and slowly trailed downwards. Staining her pants and thighs in the process.
Just as he attempted to clean his dick another idea came into his mind. Quickly he jumped over her spread legs and reached her head. Turning her face towards him he pushed his dick against her mouth.
With a small help of his hands he guided his leaking prick inside her mouth.
"Oh… fuck..." he moaned as he used her head to push himself deeper into her mouth. With slow movements he made sure that her mouth gathered as much of their combined juices as possible before he pulled out carefully to watch for the teeth and unceremoniously dropped her head back to the stretcher.
Afterwards he quickly went after his pants and other equipment. In a minute he had packed everything up and approached her once more. Sight was truly beautiful.
She was still lying on the makeshift stretcher head turned to the side. Her ruby colored hair everywhere around her face. Cleavage on full display. Legs spread with the waist area being cut open and her pink pussy having a stream of cum leaked out between the lips.
"I could kill you Sinister Blade..." he moved closer and kneeled next to her head while touching her face briefly. "However I think the bigger punishment for you would be to live knowing what happened or at least having suspicion" Teemo smirked and lightly tapped her cheek.
Teemo had at least some respect for her so he put her precious daggers next to her on the stretcher. After all she will need them. Who knows who else might find a beauty like this exposed in the forest an easy prey.
Completing his suit he finally put his omega squad mask back on. "Till next time - Katarina The Sinister Blade" Teemo laughed in a distorted voice and quickly disappeared out of sight.
Approximately 5 minutes later Katarina started to stir. First that returned was her hearing. What at first was a complete silence now turned into a distant bird chirping and the sound of branches moving as wind was pushing them back and forth.
Her eyes started to see light through the lids as she slowly blinked them open. Blurry images started to form shapes and finally the tree tops with open sky were in her view.
She was having a massive headache. Not yet fully understanding what was going on she gathered strength to brace herself on her elbows. "What the..." panic suddenly set in as she saw her exposed breasts. It only intensified as she looked further and noticed that her pants had been ruined.
"No..." she gasped as her hand moved down to her vagina. It was drenched. Gathering some on her hand she looked at it closer. She was starting to shake as realization hit her.
With a trembling hand she turned it around to see white substance. "It can't be… no way..." she murmured and yelped in pain as the migraine was attacking again. Her mind was a mess but slowly memories of the previous events started to establish themselves in her head.
She remembered that she had chased a yordle in the forest who had attacked her caravan. Then it started to become blurry and she felt the fall.
Indescribable anger and humiliation washed over her. There was no other explanation.
"That little shit..." she grunted out the words. "Raped me.." she barely finished before letting out a deafening cry of pure hatred.
She was not a common maiden or princess. She was a warrior trained to withstand and also expect various outcomes in the battle, however this was beyond that. Not as much rape, but the humilation factor of it. Katarina was arrogant and held pride into her status. She was one of the most famous Noxus warriors out there.
The rape itself didn't hurt her as much as the fact who did it and what repercussions it might create.
"No one will know this..." she said to herself as she got up and hunched in pain a bit. Her pussy felt sore. Taking a deep breath to switch mind away from just mindlessly screaming in the wild again she walked to the nearby stream and sat down to wash herself.
Once clean she returned to the cave. Her daggers were there 'How fucking genuine' she thought and put back her leather jacket. It was cut in the middle but she found a way to at least somewhat hold it together. Her pants were a different story. Her front was completely cut and exposed leaving little to imagination. She couldn't return like this back to the carriage.
Looking around she noticed the stretcher she was laying on before. 'It will have to do.' she thought and ripped a fabric from it carefully, folded it and put it over the cut then fixed it with her belt.
Katarina ran back towards the carriage with just one thing in mind - Vengeance.
