Chapter 13-Irma
The youma siege of Gainos continued from the evening well into the night without any sign of stopping or even slowing down. The human soldiers were quickly routed, unable to deal lasting wounds to debilitate the youma. Already many of the women were rounded up and raped on the spot, while men and children were taken to designated prison camps within the city. The streets were set aflame, the air was filled with screams both fearful and pleasurable, and it seemed that all was lost.
Young Irma was just now realizing that the battle was possibly lost for humanity on this night. Sweat glistened on her lovely tan skin as she ducked under a troll's club and slashed at his tendons, making it fall to the ground. The youma was simply wounded, and its wounds were already healing by the time she made her way onto another street. Irma couldn't see any other humans nearby, which meant they either holed up in their homes or in the church, or were captured. Judging from the amount of screams she was hearing, it had to be the latter.
It would've been dangerous for the young woman to be running around alone in a horde of youma, but Irma was no defenseless girl. She was an Assassin of the Fang, the secret police of the Queen herself, trained in all forms of combat from a young age to police the city and the lands surrounding it. They were the sword and shield of the Queen, and they were spread all across the land reporting back to her and acting on her orders. Irma was no different from the rest of the women who formed the Fang, but unlike most of them, she had combat training prior to her sisters.
Irma was a young beauty who was also as cold as ice to friend and foe, with a youthful face that had short light blue hair and light red eyes. She often wore the standard uniform of the Assassins of the Fang; a dark green top that reached only to the bottom of her breasts, leaving her toned stomach exposed, a short green skirt with a razor thin white thong underneath, thigh-high green stockings and matching heeled boots and green armored gloves. In her hands was a long, thin sword with which she struck down whatever youma stood in her way with great accuracy.
Irma ran through the streets, listening to the chaotic sounds around her. Trying to stall the horde was useless at this point. All she could do was get the queen to safety and hope that a counterattack could be arranged in the future. She spotted a couple of her fellow sisters in the hands of trolls and orcs, crying out as they were raped. Irma saw their cunts and mouths stuffed with inhuman cocks, spilling copious amounts of seed, turned from fierce warriors into sex slaves.
Irma felt little, if any, feelings for them. They were her comrades, but nothing more. Their defeat was just a major setback in combating the demons that were tearing through the city.
'They haven't reached the castle, yet.' Irma thought, hopping from roof to roof to better avoid the youma. 'If I can just reach the castle gates I can have the guards-'
Something glinted on the edge of her vision and she swiftly twisted her body in the air, avoid the sharp blade that nearly cut into her arm. Irma landed on a house and looked around for her attacker.
"I know you aren't planning to leave this party early."
Irma's eyes widened when she heard that familiar voice. A lithe, female form flipped onto the roof across from her, brandishing a long staff with a detachable blade at the end that was connected to a whip. Irma immediately recognized the woman.
"Elina Vance?"
Elina Vance smirked at Irma and cracked her whip. "So you're one of the queen's lapdogs, huh? You don't look very impressive."
"What are you doing here? I thought you disappeared outside a town a month ago." Irma said.
"I'm here on behalf of my mistress. Everyone wants a piece of the royal capital and I'm here to get what I can for her." Elina licked her lips and hungrily undressed Irma with her eyes. "And it's just my luck that I came upon a tasty looking girl like you."
'So she's been corrupted.' Irma thought and raised her sword. She heard reports of certain women being enslaved and turned to serve the youma, but she didn't expect that the second Vance child would have fallen. She needed to get this done quick and return to the castle.
"You're going to fight me while the whole city's on fire? That's a laugh!" Elina giggled. "I'm going to enjoy seeing my mistress break you!"
Elina crouched down and leapt into the air, higher than a human of her skillset should be able to, and descended upon Irma. Irma jumped back and almost stumbled on her boots when Elina's staff completely destroyed a large section of the rooftop. Before she even had a chance to react, Elina lunged at her and began attacking her with a flurry of attacks that kept her on the defense.
'How is she so strong?' Irma could barely find an opening to attack as Elina's inhumanly fast movements kept her from doing anything other than block. She had no way of knowing that Elina's body was strengthened beyond human limits thanks to being force fed only Funikura's cum day and night by Nyx.
Eventually Irma's foot slipped off the edge of the roof, and her defense was broken for just a second. Elina's spear tip grazed her face as she fell back onto the street below. She landed on her feet and looked up to see Elina grinning down at her with that infuriating sense of noble superiority her kind was known for.
Irma expected Elina to come join her and press her attack, but instead, she heard a loud explosion behind her. She turned around and saw a massive fireball shooting straight towards her, and leapt on a wall to dodge it. At that moment, Elina jumped down and brought her spear down on Irma's head. When Irma went to block the attack with her sword, something snagged her leg and pulled her off balance, making her lose her grip on her only weapon and drag her to the ground.
"Shit!" Irma looked down and saw a long, purple tentacle coiling around her leg. The tentacle came from a strange looking youma that looked like a staff, being held in the arms of a beautiful woman walking towards her.
Irma tried to stand up, but Elina jumped down next to her and pulled her up by her hair, punching her once in the stomach before kicking her in the back to bring her to her knees. Out of breath from the punch, Irma was unable to completely retaliate, though she did return the favor with a sharp elbow to the noble girl's ribs, making her hiss in pain.
"That's enough out of you." A cold voice said and Irma found her limbs restrained by four more tentacles, one around each arm and leg. They easily held her in the air as the woman wielding the staff walked up to them. "I won't tolerate you hurting my precious servant."
"Mistress Nyx!" Elina chirped, holding her bruised ribs as she ran up to the woman in red. "Look what I found! A new slave for you to break!"
"You did well, pet. I'll make sure that you get your reward from Master Funikura after the siege." Nyx, Elina's mistress, looked beautiful and dangerous as she gazed up at the trapped assassin like one would a captured prized animal. Irma was reminded of how the queen looked just as cold as her when addressing her subjects. "My, you are a pretty thing, aren't you?"
Irma snarled and struggled in her bonds, but Elina punched her in the gut again to stun her. "How dare you snarl at my mistress, you animal! Show some respect!" Elina snarled.
"Don't damage the merchandise, pet. Master Funikura wants to have fun with her later." Nyx smiled at the demon in her hands. "How would you like to proceed, master?"
Funikura decided that they needed to focus on the invasion first before any fun could be had. Thus, he chose to put Irma to sleep for a while until they were done. The youma raised his largest tentacle and lifted it towards her mouth.
Irma grimaced as she felt the wet, slimy tentacles begin to secrete their fluids onto her bare skin. They hugged her arms and legs, while others began rubbing across her body, making her shiver. One tentacle caressed her face. Irma turned her face away, intent on not letting this creature have her body. Her eyes were shut, so she didn't see Elina sneak around her until she felt two dainty hands reached under her short top and pinch her nipples. The shock of the sudden electrical feeling was enough to make Irma yelp and that was when the tentacle gained entry.
Funikura's tentacle forcibly pried open her lips and invaded her mouth. The tentacle, of an alien material that felt unlike anything in this world, pumped its thick cum into her mouth and down her throat, and Irma felt her body slowly weaken. The tentacle in her throat undulated as it ejaculated demonic fluids into her stomach, and the more she drank, the weaker she felt. Her belly felt warm and she actually started savoring the creamy liquid quenching her thirst.
Irma's vision went dark, and the last thing she saw before her eyes slid closed was Nyx's psychotic grin.
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As expected of a member of the Assassins of the Fang, Irma didn't have a conventional life. Born an orphan, she was unexpectedly raised and trained by the forest elf Echidna herself. Why exactly the elf warrior chose to suddenly take Irma up was anyone's guess, as Echidna often did things on a whimsy and winged it as long as possible. Irma couldn't say that she didn't enjoy it. Echidna, for all her lewd tendencies, was fun to be around. She trained her in swordplay, toughened her body, made her strong, and provided a stable anchor for her.
Then one day, she just left. There was no letter, no warning, Echidna just left her alone one day. Irma didn't know Echidna long enough to know about the elf woman's flighty personality, she just thought that she abandoned her for no reason at all. For a time, she was, and that sadness turned to anger. Irma vented her frustrations by hunting down criminals, from lowlifes to corrupt nobles, she killed them all, imagining that they were Echidna. She wanted to find that bitch and gut her for tossing her aside like that. Just when she thought that she'd spend the rest of her life wandering the continent for a 200 year old elf who knew how to disappear, she was contacted by the Queen's agents, who wanted to recruit her into the Fang.
Irma owed everything to Queen Aldra. Because of her, she had a new life, a new home, and a reason to live. The youma threatened to undermine all of that in a single night, and Irma wasn't going to allow that to happen. If only she knew the truth.
"Wakey, wakey." Someone sang.
Irma opened her eyes, her body still warm from the thick cum she was force fed earlier. She was tied to a wooden pole in the middle of an intersection in the city square. All around her were various species of youma raping women to their leisure. The air was thick and musty, and it made Irma's head swim as the dense amount of youma pheromones filled the air and saturate everything and everyone present. It took her a moment to realize that Nyx was standing in front of her, her demon staff nowhere to be seen.
"You slept a bit longer than anticipated, though you did drink a lot of Master Funikura's cum." Nyx smirked and crossed her arms under her large chest. "How are you feeling, by the way?"
"When I get out of here," Irma growled. "I'll-"
"Do what? You're surrounded by youma, and even without Master Funikura I can still take you out with a few well-placed spells." Nyx said. "No, when you get out, it will be to have your cunt stuff with youma cock. Like my servant Elina here."
Nyx motioned to her servant, who was currently in the clutches of Funikura. Elina's clothes lied in pieces on the ground as her body was gripped by multiple tentacles groping and probing her body. Her beautiful face showed an obscenely lewd expression as Funikura's tentacles plowed into her pussy and asshole, stretching both holes as wide as possible as they raped her insides. Drool leaked from her mouth as a third tentacle sank into her mouth and buried itself into her throat. Irma blanched at the bugle in Elina's throat as the tentacle reached as deep as it could into her.
"See? She likes it. They all like it. This is the fate of all humans in this world, and it's not as bad as you think it is." Nyx smiled.
"If you think you've won, then you're stupider than I thought. Queen Aldra is powerful and even your foul army is no match for her magic." Irma said.
"Your poor, misguided fool. If you knew the truth, then you wouldn't be so confident." The flame witch sighed.
Nyx's condescending attitude rubbed Irma the wrong way; something about the way she acted and spoke reminded her of Echidna and that alone angered her beyond reason.
"I didn't fight all my life to be treated like a child by some weak little sex slave for these monsters!" Irma hissed.
Nyx's eyes turned cold at the word "slave" and her gloved hand shot out, backhanding Irma across the face. Before Irma could register the pain, Nyx grabbed her chin to force her into her eyes. Irma could feel the heat in her fingertips and knew she struck a nerve. This woman was on the verge of immolating her!
"I am anything but weak, you little bitch. I worked for my power and position. I survived my cruel childhood. I survived the death of my mother and made it out alive and stronger than ever. I made my lifelong tormentor my bitch who eats out the cum in my pussy whenever I want. She barks when I say bark, she kneels when I say kneel, and she kills when I say kill. Compared to a doll like you whose trying to find some solace in being someone else's little toy!" Nyx snarled.
Nyx roughly let Irma's face go and stepped back. "Just for that, I'm going to make sure your partner fucks you so hard that you barely remember your own name!"
She snapped her fingers and Irma almost jumped as a large creature suddenly jumped down from a rooftop, landing behind Nyx with a heavy thud. The creature had purple skin, stood around ten feet tall with an extremely muscular body and a long tail. Its face looked like it was carved out of stone, is expression frozen in a grotesque smiling face with head adornments that made it look like a mask.
"This creature is called the Olmec. It's a very special youma that was created for the specific purpose of breaking rebellious little whores like you for reconditioning." Nyx smiled at the growing horror on Irma's face. "He's going to have you for the entire night. I hope all that fancy assassin training has prepared you for being turned into a cum dumpster."
Nyx pointed to Irma in an unspoken demand and the Olmec stomped towards her. Irma tried to struggle free of her bonds, her eyes gravitating towards its massive cock. The shaft was damn near the size of the assassin's forearm, and just about as thick. This was made to break bitches on the first go and loosen them up afterwards.
'N-No, what's happening to me?' Irma thought, wincing as she felt her body heat up when the youma got close. Nyx saw her blush and smirked.
"Master Funikura's seed contains a strong aphrodisiac that activates whenever youma are nearby. Considering the amount he forced down your throat, I'd say that you're in for a long night." She said and waved her hand. "Have fun."
The Olmec's massive body stopped in front of Irma's bound form and reached up. It tore off the rope around her hands and grabbed her by the wrists, throwing her onto a wooden table. Irma gasped as her spine ached from the rough landing and before she could move, the youma was upon her already. It pushed her legs apart and guided its cock to her lips.
'That won't fit.' Irma panicked. 'That thing will break me!'
Despite her nonconsent, her body was sweaty and her pussy was dripping juices like no tomorrow. She was forced to stare into its ever grinning face as she felt its large cockhead press up against her soft, tight lips. Her already large eyes went wider when she realized exactly what she was dealing with.
The Olmec rolled forward with its hips, slowly spearing that big purple monster right into the girl's slit. Irma's breath caught in her throat as her nails dug into the palms of her hands the more the youma forced its massive cock into her pussy. It didn't take long before every inch of monster dick was firmly nestled inside the tight, wet hole of the formerly virgin woman. Her legs instinctively tightened around the Olmec's waist and her toes curled within her boots. Irma's mind was foggy and dazed as it completely shoved its entire cock into her.
It was like someone shoved a large piece of meat up her cunt and left it there. She felt every inch of that massive shaft buried to the hilt within her; Irma could feel it throbbing, pulsating in eagerness to rape her senseless, it was all too much for her to comprehend. Her pussy, stretched wide around the cock invading her womb, twitched around it without her control. She would be like this until it stopped fucking her.
The Olmec gripped her thighs and started to throw its strength into a series of wild thrusts, drawing upon its insane strength. Those muscles that lined its powerful arms weren't merely for show, and that power echoed down to fingers that gripped intense handfuls of tight ass. It held the girl just off the table as it started to hammer itself forward, plunging every inch of that enormous cock down to the depths and snapping back again. Irma's wail of desire and surprise joined the multitude of feminine cries that filled the air. Irma didn't even realize that any thoughts of resisting had immediately left her mind and she was already begging for the creature to go faster and harder.
Deep grunts left the fanged grin of the Olmec as it pounded this defiant girl who dared to talk back to its mistress. Its entire body was tense and rippling with desire as it continued to pound forward, and every time Irma moaned or whimpered was further inspiration to keep going. The former assassin was clearly loving it despite the strain on her tiny little pussy. The Olmec was loving it too, relishing in how warm, tight and accommodating she was as her cunt took every last inch of its cock.
When Irma hit her first climax, it was violent. Her eyes rolled back into her head, drool ran down her lips, her body shook as if having a seizure and her muscles tightened without her control. Her eyes didn't close throughout it, and she was left unblinking and tense. All her trembling and whimpering was more than enough to give the Olmec what it needed to get to the same point, as its hips flowed forward to allow its orgasm to suddenly burst forth. That big demon cock unleashed its torrent right into Irma's depths, squirting load after load into that moist valley and making the girl scream in sinful bliss.
'Fuck…it's so warm…' Irma thought, tears running down her face. 'Cumming so…so much…'
The Olmec's cock was still fiercely hard inside the girl, and Irma foolishly thought that it was over.
She was wrong.
"I hope you don't think you're done." Nyx sang from the sidelines. She was somehow naked and was having a thoroughly fucked Elina eat Funikura's cum out of her stretched pussy, though her expression hardly changed. "I told you, I'm going to make sure that every ounce of defiance and rebellion is fucked from you before making you my bitch. You're just getting started, dear."
Irma whimpered as she felt the Olmec suddenly push forward. The youma took two handfuls of her ass and lifted her body up, spinning her around the table to slam her against the wall. Irma was now sandwiched between her demonic partner and the wall, and the youma had two handfuls of her ass as it pumped into her wet, cum-filled pussy lips.
"Oh fuck…oh my fucking god…so fucking hot!" Irma gasped unable to move her arms as they were trapped against the wall. Her back stung from being slammed into the wall but she couldn't care less-all she wanted was to have more of that cock defiling her insides. Her pussy was dripping copious amounts of that warm cream that it had just deposited and the knowledge that she was going to take on more only made Irma all the more excited.
The Olmec growled as it started to rock its hips forward, slamming its member deep into the smaller girl and riding against her with hard, fierce strikes. The heat between them was intense and the inhuman craving coming from both of them was thick enough to cut through it with a sword. From her position, Nyx licked her lips sensually and leaned back.
"As much as I enjoy watching the show, the siege is almost over." Nyx breathed, her hands in Elina's golden hair as she shoved the girl's face into her cream filled cunt. "Please hurry it up, Olmec. Give her the grand finale."
It was all the encouragement the youma needed. Still sporting that unsettling smile, the Olmec fully began to hammer forward; lunging its cock into Irma's depths and reaching points it hadn't before. Every thrust forward was wet and fierce and sent cum squirting down onto the dirty cobblestone street. Each thrust came punched with a fierce grunt from the Olmec and a scream from the human girl; the stones scratched against her back, her toes curled within her boots. The fucking that came between them was hard and heavy and downright violent; Irma's little body squeezed between the wall and that line of muscled youma flesh, battered between them and used as a tan cocksleeve. She loved every minute of it, especially when the Olmec started to cum once more.
Screaming. Squirming. Shaking. Fainting. Irma couldn't even scream as she felt pulse after pulse of those huge globs of youma cum filling her up for the second time that night. The Olmec's cock pulsated wildly within her cunt, its cockhead firing off huge blasts of seed into her womb and lengthening her massive orgasm without end. By the time it had ended, Irma was utterly seeping cum out of her pussy with every breath. The Olmec slowly, agonizingly pulled its cock out of her convulsing pussy and dropped her near catatonic body onto the ground. Cum flooded from her folds like a broken dam and pooled between her legs.
"I think that's enough for tonight. The castle is almost ours anyway." Nyx said. She pushed Elina away from her pussy and strutted over to Irma. Leaning down, she gripped Irma's hair and pulled her head back to stare into her face. "I take it you know who you belong to?"
"Y-Yes…mistress…" Irma gasped, her body still twitching in pleasure. Nyx smiled and patted her head.
"Good girl. From now on, you belong to Master Funikura and myself. Elina here is your new sister, now your future commander of the Assassins of the Fang." Nyx said and stood up, motioning Elina to come do her job. "You'll enjoy this new life. You get to be part of the winning team."
Elina crawled forward on her hands and knees and greedily shoved her mouth up against Irma's leaking cunt, digging her tongue into her folds and lapping up as much thick cum as she could. Irma gasped and slowly weaved her hands through Elina's hair to hold her there as she sightlessly gazed up at Nyx's smirking face.
She cared little about Echidna, the Assassins of the Fang, or even Queen Aldra. All that mattered was serving her new master-Nyx.
And so the last defender of Gainos fell to her own lust as the kingdom fell apart around her.
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