Mischief Managed

Part 4

Primal Scream

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Last we left off, Loki had claimed his human bride, Anne, as his own by sealing they're union of rough, ravishing, lust filled sexual ecstasy. Enjoy part 4.

Loki belongs to Marvel Comics and Entertainment, Paramount, and Walt Disney Studios

After being in a long, dreamless, and restless sleep Anne finally awoke suddenly with a loud gasp for air as if she had just emerged from the water. She sat up quickly, only to feel a sharp discomforting pain from her lower body, and a moist feeling in between her legs. Suddenly, it all came back to her. How she let herself be violated and ravished by Loki, how her body betrayed her by giving in to the wanderlust of the event. And speaking off, she looked to her right side and there he was. Fast a sleep on his side with his back facing her. She suddenly felt a cold chill run down her body. How could she subject herself to a beast like him? Then she though to herself, 'what if?'... The though of it struck fear into her heart. She's had pregnancy scares before, but this was entirely different. This was the seed of something more divine, yet sinister. She felt nauseous just thinking about it, but that just made it worse. She needed to cleanse herself. So she quietly made her way out of bed, tipped toed pass the bed, and continued on towards the bathing room. Hoping that Loki wouldn't stir up and notice. As soon as Anne came in she went into the bathing pond and submerged into the water. Emerging to the surface and went right towards the waterfall, she scooped up some liquid jasmine soap and began to scrub vigorously, like any victim of sexual assault would do. She lathered and scrubbed ever part of her body, both inside and out, but she could still feel and smell him on her skin. She then submerged herself again into the water, and stayed down there with only her thought.

Again, how could she let that happen to her? Not like it was her actual first time. She slowly resurfaced and started to flashback to her actual first time: ' She was 17, she had just snuck out with her friend, Channel, to got to a college frat party across town. That's where she met him; his name was Angel, and he was senior member at the fraternity that was hosting the party. He looked like a mix between Jon Bon Jovi and James Hetfield with his long blond hair and rockstar attire. Later he took her up to his bedroom lined with rock posters, playboy centrefolds, and stacked beer cans on the mantel. the room smelled of stale pizza and dirty laundry, There she lost her virginity to him on his bed, on top of a pile of disfigured sheets and blankets to the tune of Metallica's Four Horsemen.'

'At least that wasn't as bad as to what just happened between her and Loki.' She thought,

But she had enough on her mind as it already is, especially the fact that she could be pregnant right now.

She then swam to the edge of the pond, she leaned back agents the edge, only to feel a warm broad chest behind her. It was Loki.

"Good morning my dear." he said softly to her,

Anne tried to get out, but she suddenly felt immobilize once again. Cast again upon one of Loki's magic spells.

"You're probably already wondering if you've already conceived?" He said as he softly caressing her cheek with the back of is hand,

"You might already know that a total human gestation takes nine months. But since I am a god and you are mortal, it'll take surprising half the amount of time. Also, it takes three days for conception in humans, but in this case... three hours."

Anne froze in horror from what she just heard, "But, you might of already known that, didn't you?"

'Three hours?!' she thought, 'THREE HOURS?!'

now she felt screwed. She could be pregnant right now. She moved her hand to her abdomen, but felt Loki's hand had already beaten her to it.

"Unfortunately much to your relief, and to my sheer dismay, it did not take."

A slight sigh of relief escaped from her mind only. But was brought out by Loki twisting her face towards his, and by the look's of him he did not look to pleased.

"But know this..." he said, "I will get what I want, I always do. You will give me an heir even if it takes a lifetime!"

He let go of her, slipped himself out of the bath, and left. Anne was still in relief that she wasn't yet pregnant. But at the same time even more frighten by the fact that Loki will stay true to his word. Cause in order to get pregnant means lots, and lots of sex. Which means endless nights of rough, violent fucking like last night until she's knocked up.

...

Afterwards, Anne was dressed and back in bed, think about why she was her and why Loki had chosen her out of all the women in the world. She didn't think she was that special herself. Sure she had gotten the occasional flattering compliments that she would get from every guy that ever met her. But nothing as what Loki had mentioned. All she knew was that her dad came from old English, Anglo-Saxon decent, and her mom was of Southern Italian decent, Sicilian to be precise. She took after her mom in physicality-wise: the tanned skin, the dark hair, the brown eyes, and everything else both inside and out; but part of her that was her dad was her love of ancient history and mythology since he was a professor at the university who taught Legends and Mythologies of the Ancient World. And just like her dad, she was majoring in ancient legend & mythology buff too. She would hear countless stories of heroes and monsters of Greek origin, Mayan, Egyptian, and especially Scandinavian. She hoped that one day she would be able to travel to those place where the most famous stories took place. But, thanks to Loki that wasn't gonna happen. She brought her left hand up to to soother her head, and then she noticed a tattoo on her left ring finger. It was in a strange configured symbols, until she finally recognized it as ancient Scandinavian runic lettering, the old language of the vikings. If memory served she could almost translate which letters there are tattooed on her finger. And then she finally figured it out, it was Loki's name in runic.

"Son of a bitch Pam and Tommy'ed me!"

Before she could get upset about it even further, she found herself growing tired, got under the silk covers, and fell right to sleep.

Later on, thing around the palace of been quite and calm. While walking down the hall, Loki could not stop thinking of how he wanted his heir to come into this new world, and how his former life had been from being outcasted and over thrown from the paradise where he once lived, to being a new ruler in a new paradise of his very own. Soon it would be complete with his new bride by his side and their first born son included. Oh how the though of it revved him up so much, he knew he needed to get Anne pregnant, and soon.

Just as he was finished with his train of though, he passed by the doors to Anne's bedroom. Maybe tonight might present another opportunity? He opened the giant door ever so slightly and peaked in. He saw that she was a sleep, and came in to check up on her. He approached her at the side of her bed, she was still fast a sleep, giving out slight stirs and groans. Loki, slightly entranced by his sleeping beauty, couldn't help but wonder where she is was in her dreams. So he placed his hand on the side of her head and peaked into her current dream. He saw the memories of the other night flashing through, hearing every sound, and feeling every move that was made. And noticed that it showed her in her submissive state, the sight, the sound, and the feel of her overflowing ecstasy. Oh how she secretly she was enjoying this, but it was no secret to him. He bough himself out back to reality, and gave a pleasurable grin.

"Well, how about we make this dream into a reality, shall we" he said,

He slowly removed the silk covers from her, and he slowly leaned agents at her lower torso at the other side of the bed. He then slowly lifted up the hem of her night dress, removed he black and blue laced panties, and parted her legs to reveal the warm moist folds of her womanhood. He heard Anne groaning and looked up to see she was still sleeping. He smiled and proceed to carry on. He lowered his head in between he legs and pressed his tongue agents her exposed womanhood. She still tasted ever so sweet, and continued to lick her up, gripping both he legs with his hands. He soon heard slight moans escaping from her lips, this made him more pleased. He then circled the tip of his tongue agents her clit, and then moisten his finger in his mouth and slid it into her warm tightness. The feel of her warm tight canal made his blood run hot with passionate lust and rush thought his body, making his manhood swell in the process. He continued to lick her, suck her, and stroke her insides, and hear her moans grow louder and louder with each action. After a few moments he could sense her orgasm coming on within her. He kept going and going until she screamed in intense pleasure at the top of her lung. And as he stopped, Anne began to stir up and awoke to her horror and humiliation to find Loki in between her legs. She tired to kick him off, but he blocked her kick and forcefully held her back with his iron force.

"Get Off, You Bastard!" she cried, "Sick, Twisted, Perverted, Bas.."

"Now, now my sweet." he complied, "Don't deny what had just transpired. You know you enjoyed it."

He shifted out of his cloths, and moved up closer agents her.

"Now, lets finish off what just started." he said,

"No!" Anne screamed

She tried her best to protest Loki's action. But with no luck yet again as he wrapped her legs around his waist and slipped his stiff manhood in. Anne kept screaming and crying with each forceful, painful thrust he gave. He then threw her the the foot of the bed, and flipped her on her stomach facing towards the gold standing mirror on the other side. Loki crept up behind her, and placed himself back inside her. Loki had grabbed hold of Anne's hair, pulling her up slightly to look as to what's going on in the mirror.

"Enticing, isn't it" he said, "Like two primeval beasts in the wild!"

Anne was both shocked and appalled at witnessing first hand to Loki actually fucking her, and seeing that physical reaction on her face staring back at her ing the mirror. Then he shoved her head back down on the bed to her side, still gripping her hair with one hand, and her ass with the other as her thrust in ever so deeply from behind. Indeed he was a primeval and brutal dominant male of a beast, taking her as his and fulfilling the need to procreate offspring like any animal would. She was thankful he wasn't biting down on her neck as so. And speaking off, she felt that all too familiar build-up of that same primal pleasure within her, and she couldn't help but shut her eyes while she screamed and moan out loud in the process. Loki was more than happy to joined in with her as his own build-up of pleasure occurred. And after what seemed like forever, both had reached their intense climax, and Loki spilling his seed deep within Anne's body. He slowly lowered himself onto her, collapsed on their side and slowly withdrew from her, both of them heavily panting and glistening with cool sweat. Anne was once again in shock that her body had betrayed her once again by giving into Loki's lust. She wanted to curl herself up in comfort, but soon was rolled onto her back, and Loki gathering her legs and bringing her knees up to her chest.

"I've heard this is what mortal women do after intercourse, for better chances of conception." he said, "So try staying like this for at least a couple of minutes."

He then let go, go up, and went straight towards the bathing room to wash up. Leaving Anne in that same position.

'Screw this!' she thought, and proceeded to get up. But it was no use, once again he used his magic to keep her in that same position until the spell wore off after a few minutes.

And all Anne could do was just lie there, with her knees to her chest, divine sperm swimming inside, and sigh in exhaustion and anguish.