Pic Fics Part One (Text Only):

Just One Kiss

By Bekka Mouri

(Author Note: This batch of stories was inspired by a Hentai pic series called Danger Angel. It can be found at a few of the free hentai sites but Geocities TOS prevents me from linking to them. The site I got my pics from is called Anime Sky. Comments or questions can be sent to: haremgirlbekka@yahoo.com )

She hovered slightly as she stared at him. Oh gods, he was handsome but she shivered slightly as she recalled how harsh and evil he was when he was awake. Why she served such a cruel master was beyond her… Was it because she loved him in spite of everything he had done?

She could never forget the day he captured her and she doubted she would ever put behind her. How she didn’t see the trap was beyond her but he was smarter than most men she had ever came across. He was clever indeed but some times evil and intelligence went hand in hand. She wondered if she should curse the day she was caught or cherish it always.

Her emotions were a confused mess as she stared at him. His eyelids were lined with thick soft lashes that made him look like he wore kohl. His eyebrows were thick and well shaped; his nose was manly and slightly pointed at the tip. Her tiny eyes darted to his thick full lips; the kind that were just perfect for kissing.

She floated backward and wrapped her arms around her tiny body. She wasn’t sure if it was right to love him… but was it love to begin with? He certainly had no love for her; he saw her as a plaything, defenseless against his attacks. Her size made her helpless for she was a fairy and only stood ten inches tall.

She shut her eyes as she recalled the events prior to that moment. After she had been captured, he had brought her to his home, stripped and tied her so she wouldn’t be able to move. He tied her wrists to her ankles, making sure her legs were spread wide and placing a bit of the rope so it rubbed against her most private of places.

He took the end of the rope and hung her from a hook on his bedroom ceiling so she dangled, the slightest movement amplified by the unsteady position. Every time she breathed, the rope would rub against her so she tried to breathe slower. He noticed this and smiled evilly, “ Not so fast, my sweet little pixie. “

She watched in horror as he produced a large feather from a dresser by his bed. She shook her head, “ No. Please don’t! “ She pleaded but clenched her teeth as the movement caused the rope to rub more.

“ What’s wrong, my little doll? “ He walked to her and ran the feather along her slender legs. “ Are you scared? “

She bit her lip as he moved the feather to the place the rope had been rubbing and stroked her vulva with it. The tickling made her twitch which in turn made her start to cry. He continued to torment her, dragging the feather to her ample (for a fairy anyway) breasts. He teased her nipples and she cried for him to stop.

He quirked his mouth slightly, “ This crying will not do, “ He said, reaching into the drawer he had gotten the feather from. He pulled out a pale blue cotton handkerchief and ripped one corner of with his mouth. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of his elongated canine teeth and she cried more. He shoved the torn bit of cloth into her mouth, “ Stuff it. “

She choked slightly as she moved the cloth around with her tongue but she couldn’t get it out; it was too much material and it was impossible to maneuver except enough to stop her choking as he continued to tease her breasts. The tears continued to roll down her cheeks as he ran his fingertip along her body. He smiled a feral grin as he moved his hand to her rear. She could feel him moving the rope aside as he began to prod her with his finger.

She bit down on the gag as he spread the rope and tried to push inside with his first his thumb then index finger but they were both way too big. He tried the next finger, still unable to penetrate her with its girth. Next was the third with a little more success. He licked his lips and looked at her; “ My, what a tight little pussy you have, fairy girl. Better brace yourself. “

The scrap of cloth muffled a strangled cry as he pushed the tip of his fourth finger inside roughly. He used his hand to push her tiny legs apart as he slipped further inside and chuckled. “ A virgin, eh? You won’t have to worry about that after tonight. When you transform into a human woman, you will know what to expect. “

He waited a moment for her tiny core to adjust to his finger. He could tell he was pushing her to her limit and possibly beyond. He planned to keep her until she transformed into a human woman during mating season and then she would really get to feel something. He was well endowed and what he was doing now would pale in comparison once he plowed her depths with his massive organ.

He reached down and stroked the straining bulge that pressed against his pants. After a moment, he released it and let his hand glide over its girth, matching his strokes with what he was doing to the fairy. It would have to do for now for he would have to wait to have her tight wet core wrapped around him properly. When that day came, he would make sure she would not be walking after the encounter.

She didn’t move as he moved his finger inside of her, her sobs turning into muffled moans. She didn’t understand what was happening inside of her but it was like her body wanted him to continue. Soon, her hips were moving with his strokes as her breath began to catch more in her throat. She felt her whole body tense then flood with ecstasy as her vaginal muscles clamped tight around his finger.

The throbbing hadn’t finished when he tugged on the rope, breaking it and arranging her in his hand hastily without removing his finger. She wonder what he was doing when she felt something warm hit her in the back with enough force to startle her. It dripped down her legs, wings and arms before falling to the floor. Her eyes widened as she realized the fluid had come from him as more continued to flow over her body.

She became aware that his breathing was heavy and she could feel his hand trembling slightly. Her body had begun to relax and his hand felt good against her skin. If it weren’t for the strange fluid all over her, she would have felt like falling asleep. She wondered what was going to happen next and if he was going to take the gag out of her mouth.

When he was composed, the man carried the fairy over to a bucket and threw her in. She watched as he placed a strange appendage back into his pants before picking the bucket up. He carried her outside to a pump and he thrust the handle until water came out. It was cold and it startled her; what startled her more was when he reached into the bucket and washed the gooey fluid from her.

Once she was clean, he washed his hands and his face. He dumped the bucket, the fairy tumbling out and onto the ground. He growled, “ Damn it. You’re dirty again. “ He shoved her under the pump and washed her again with a quick pump of the handle. After he had washed her, he untied her and shoved her in a birdcage. He locked it with a combination lock and went to bed.

She opened her eyes and looked at his sleeping face again. He looked like an angel when he was sleeping. She knew he would turn into the devil if he knew she was out of the cage though. She had worked with the lock and finally got the combination right. She had a compelling urge to get out; she wanted to kiss him.

She fluttered back to him as tears came to her eyes like that had went he first touched her and laid her tiny arms on his face, one hand on the bridge of his nose and the other on the opposite corner of his mouth. She leaned in and placed her tiny chin against the corner of his mouth that was closest to her and watched his breathing for a few moments. She decided it was then or never and planted the most minuscule kiss on his upper lip. She went cold as she sensed a change in his breathing and realized he was awake…

Pic Fics Part Two:

The Reaction

By Bekka Mouri

(No pics… this is from my imagination. Sick puppy, aren’t I?)

She darted backward but it wasn’t fast enough; his massive hand caught her in its grip. He held her tight enough to cause just a little bit of pain and let her know that he was angry. He held her in front of his face, his mouth twisted in rage. “ What are you doing out of your cage, fairy girl? “

Her words were choked back by her fear; she knew what was coming next. She had made him angry before and he had used his finger on her again. He had been rough and she had hurt the day afterward so bad she thought she would die. She braced herself, waiting for him to rip her tiny clothes from her.

A feral grin curved his sensual mouth; he could smell her fear and knew what she was expecting. He chuckled and ran a fingertip along her tiny cheek. “ You think I am going to do that, eh? Perhaps I want you to do something else, little one. “

She looked down and her eyes grew wide as he opened his pants and extracted the strange appendage he always had out when he ravaged her. It was longer than she was tall and bigger around too. ~He’s going to kill me, ~ She thought, her body going cold. There was absolutely no way he would be able to get that thing inside of her.

He shook his head, “ You silly little girl. I know what you are thinking and it’s wrong. You aren’t going to feel this until mating season. What good would it do me to kill you before then? “

“ Then what are you going to have me do, master? “ She asked, her voice a bare whisper. It still seemed strange to call him ‘master’ but she had to. She had always been told the man who broke her seal would be her master. She hadn’t understood what her mother and friends had meant by ‘seal’ until she felt something rip inside of her when he used his finger on her.

“ I want you to taste it and please me with that little mouth of yours, “ He lowered her so she was on eye level with it. “ And don’t bite me or I will have to hurt you. “

She swallowed hard as she looked at the monster before her. It was frightening to say the least. The tip was shaped like a mushroom and had an opening in the center. She wondered if that was where the sticky liquid came from when he covered her in it. Her eyes darted along its length and she found the body of it to be shaped like a snake, its base rooted in a mass of thick dark hair.

“ Quit staring and get to work, “ He squeezed her quickly making her cry out. She reached out with her hands and placed it on either side of the head and stroked it, surprised at the softness of it. She wondered if the whole thing was soft and felt an urge to explore it. “ That’s a good little fairy girl, “ He smiled, his flesh becoming hard beneath her touch.

She was startled as the thing grew slightly, almost hitting her in the face. “ Master? Could you let me go so I can examine this more closely? “

“ Examine? We aren’t playing doctor! “ He said but stopped. If she were going to please him, she would have to have access to his entire length. He narrowed his eyes at her, “ I don’t know if I could trust you. You may fly away if I let you go. “

“ Master, I promise I won’t, “ She pleaded. Her ribs hurt from the rough squeeze he had given to her and she was afraid of pushing him too far for if she did, he would probably kill her and catch another fairy. The thought of him with another fairy made her feel inexplicably jealous.

He reached into the bedside table and extracted the rope he had tied her with when she had first felt him inside of her. “ You stay, “ He commanded as he released his grip from her. She hovered in front of him as he fashioned a tiny noose from the rope. “ Come here, “ He said in a tone that bode no argument.

She hovered closer and he ripped her clothing from her. He put the noose around her feet and moved it up until he reached her waist and tightened it. He wrapped the rest of the rope around his hand and smiled. “ Now I know you won’t get away. Now, start on me! “

She fluttered around the strange appendage, examining it closely. It was so hard but so soft to touch. She ran her hands along all of it, noticing how her master’s breathing changed with each touch. Finally, she reached where it was rooted and pushed her hands into the coarse hair that surrounded the base.

Her eyes darted to a mass hanging beneath and she moved her hands to it. He groaned as she ran her hands over the velvety skin that covered the masses. To feel all of the mass, she had to press her body against the body of the monster she seemed to be inflaming for it throbbed slightly under her touch.

There was still a little bit out of her reach so she moved beneath him to examine what was left. She looked beneath the mass and found a dimple. She pushed it and he tugged at the leash. “ We aren’t playing doctor! “ He ground out though clenched teeth. “ I want to feel your mouth on me now! “

“ Yes, master, “ She said, looking at the underside of his sex. Something that looked like a seam ran along its entire length and she touched it with a slender finger. A moment later, she moved her face to it and darted her tongue out to taste it. His flesh was salty but sweet at the same time. The taste was intoxicating and she wanted more.

“ That’s it, “ He purred as she kissed and licked her way from his base to his tip. When she had reached the head, she noticed a bead of fluid at the opening and wondered what it tasted like. He stopped her with a tug on the leash, “ Spread it out and lick it off me. “

She nodded, using her hands to spread the bit of fluid around his tip. Once it was spread, she placed her hands on either side of the tip and began to lick. It was salty as well but the more she licked, the more she wanted it. “ Wrap your body around me, “ He commanded.

She went to wrap herself so her body was on the underside but he tugged the leash. She looked at him, “ What’s wrong? “

“ I want you on top of it, “ He growled.

She changed position and laid on top, wrapping her legs around it the best she could. She felt the leash go a bit slack and saw he had wrapped his hand around his base. She continued to lick and suck him until she felt him pushing at her opening with his finger. He pushed inside and began to move, causing her to look back at him, “ Don’t stop, “ He growled, jabbing her a little hard.

She leaned back down and started to lick him again as her body adjusted to his finger. She tightened when she wondered what the appendage would feel like inside of her and the thought caused her to gasp. He started to pump his finger faster and cause all thoughts to be wiped from her mind. She was barely aware of the flesh under her becoming harder as his harshness cause her to release violently.

She gripped him closer to her body as waves of ecstasy rocked her body. In the haze, she began to kiss and lick him wildly as her body moved with his still pumping finger. She heard him take a sharp breath and watched as the white liquid poured from his tip. She touched the flow with her hand and brought it to her mouth, licking the fluid from her fingers; she thought it tasted salty but its flavor didn’t bother her at all.

He pulled his finger from her and plucked her from his slowly softening member. He brought her to his mouth and licked her wetness from her thighs, causing her to shiver. “ You taste good, fairy girl, “ He whispered.

“ You do too, master, “ She said.

He groaned, “ Gods, I can’t wait for mating season. “

Pic Fics Part Three:

Lost In The Feelings

By Bekka Mouri

(No pics here either… My imagination was running amok.)

She woke up to the sound of the cage being opened and blinked her sleep filled eyes. Before she had gathered her wits, her master grabbed her and took her from the cage. “ What are we doing, master? “ She asked, wisps of sleep falling from her delicate voice. “ It’s so late at night… “

He didn’t answer but she could tell he was mad. He had just returned from town; he often traveled there and would come home smelling of other women. Those smells made her angry for some reason but she didn’t understand why. Could she really be falling in love with this man who did such horrible things to her and were those things really that horrible after all since she enjoyed them?

He carried her to his bed and sat down. With a quick motion, he pulled the scrap of cloth she had wrapped herself up in from her body. She sat motionless in his hand as he looked her over. She made eye contact with him and shivered; he had THAT look in his eyes.

Her mind raced as she wondered what he would do to her. Every single night since he had captured her he had done something to her, most of the time fingering her until she could barely move. He had let her stroke him when he found out she seemed to like doing it and she was pretty good at it too. The week had gone by in such a blur and she found herself wanting him more everyday but did he feel the same?

He brought a finger up and caressed her body, tracing her curves. He moved his finger over her arms, across her chest, lingering for a moment over her breasts until her tiny nipples were rock hard. He continued lower, stroking her flat belly and the tops of her legs before pushing his finger down between them. Once they were open, he caressed her thighs and the backs of her knees.

“ Master? “

“ Quiet. “

He continued to her tiny feet, caressing them as he brought her closer to his mouth. His finger move back to her legs and spread them more. He silently urged her to lean back as he began to run his lips along her stomach. She gripped the sides of his hand as he swept his tongue across her thigh.

He licked the other thigh before placing the tip of it between her legs. She whimpered as he prodded her with it and plunged into her progressively deeper until he couldn’t go any further. She looked down for a moment and found his tongue looked like nothing she had ever seen. She hadn’t seen that many human tongues but she knew that this one was longer than most.

He continued massaging her and she wanted to feel more, all of her thoughts of right and wrong being destroyed in the gentle onslaught. She leaned further back until her head touched his fingers and hooked her legs around the heel of his hand, crossing her ankles behind his wrist. He made a sound that sounded like a pleased growl and pushed her right over the edge a few moments later.

She gripped his hand tightly, her tiny nails drawing some blood and her body seemed to explode into a million tiny shards. She was numbly aware when he removed his tongue and started to kiss her stomach. His breath was hot but it felt cool against her burning flesh as she gasped for air. Her legs slowly loosened from their vise-like grip until the hung limply on either side of his wrist.

He ran a finger over her slightly mussed hair and cooed, “ Such a sweet little fairy girl. It is as if you drip honey every time I touch you. Perhaps I won’t put you back in that awful cage tonight. “

“ M-m-master, “ She stammered. “ Please? May I sleep with you tonight? “

He smiled, his full lips looking even better through her pleasure blurred eyes, “ You have to promise me something first. “

“ Anything, “ She said.

“ You won’t try to fly away once I am asleep. If you do, I will have to place you back in that cage, “ He looked at the rusty birdcage that served as the fairy’s quarters when he wasn’t home.

“ I promise. It is so cramped in there, “ She pleaded.

He nodded, “ Fine. You will sleep on the pillow next to me. “

She waited as he put her down on the pillow next to where he slept. He slid her from his hand and she felt the softness beneath her. She yawned, still sleepy from being awakened. “ May I sleep now, master? “

“ Yes, I suppose so. I will take care of myself and I will be to bed in a bit, “ He sighed.

“ Thank you, master, “ She mumbled and was asleep almost instantly.

Pic Fics Part Four:

Feelings… Nothing More Than Feelings…

By Bekka Mouri

He crawled into the bed and looked down at the fairy as she slept. She had cuddled down into the pillow and curled into a tight ball. She was so very pretty and he wished that mating season would hurry up. He wanted to see her pinioned beneath him, squirming as he thrust deep inside of her.

His mind wandered to another pleasant thought; Her body skewered on the end of his organ as she cried in passion each time he drove into her sweet wetness. He thought of how she would look as he took her from behind or with her legs over his shoulders. He felt himself harden again as his mind ran through everything he wanted to do to her in the little bit of time she would be a full sized woman. He looked at her again and decided not to wake her for he knew she was probably exhausted.

He needed a woman though; he had to have someone and soon. He was still dressed and decided to leave. He was quite certain that there were still whores to be had even though it was late. The best of the crop were probably already getting their brains fucked out but he was sure there had to be someone he could bury himself inside of until morning.

He wanted the fairy but he had to wait. Perhaps he had caught her too soon and he should have waited until closer to mating season but then someone else might have caught her. He had spied her in the woods and knew he had to have her for she was the prettiest fairy he had ever seen. Perhaps he had been to rash when he caught her but at least she was his.

He took one last look over his shoulder as he pulled on his red leather gloves before leaving the house. He was certain she would sleep until morning and he would probably be home by then. Once outside, he picked up his walking staff and set out for the tavern on the edge of town. He would have liked to go some place a little nicer but he needed relief from the aching in his groin.

A little while later, he reached the tavern and went inside. He frowned, finding that all the good-looking whores were indeed gone and all that was left were either old or ugly as sin. With a low growl, he sat down at the bar. “ Haven’t seen you in a while, Angel. What’ll it be? “ The bartender asked.

“ I have been busy, “ Angel said shortly. “ Give me some mead. “

“ Coming right up, “ The bartender nodded, reaching for a bottle. “ You showed up at a really bad time. All the girls that are left are awful. “

“ I am not looking for a visual feast. I just need a woman, “ Angel sighed. “ If I don’t find one soon, I am going to be in a lot of pain. “

“ I hear that, “ The bartender nodded. “ If the rumors are true… “

Angel frowned, “ They are not rumors. I am indeed what they say I am. “

The bartended chuckled, “ I guess you are a lucky man then. So many are jealous of your type, you know. “

“ Heh. Let them be jealous. The gods blessed me and I intended to use it as much as I can, “ Angel took a drink of his mead.

“ Did I hear you say you needed a woman? “ A female voice made Angel jump slightly. He turned around to face a beautiful woman with black hair and brown eyes in a plain dress. She was the most beautiful woman in the whole tavern and Angel smiled.

“ Indeed I do, “ Angel reached into the pouch on his belt and drew out some gold coins. He handed them to the bartender and smiled, “ That should cover the drink and a room. “

“ It will, Angel. Have a good night, “ The bartended put the coins in his pouch and gave a wry grin to Angel. ~I hope she knows what she’s getting herself into, ~ He thought.

Angel took the woman’s hand and led her to an empty room. She let out a surprised squeak as he flung her inside and slammed the door, locking it. He looked her over and found she had very nice large breasts. She also had shapely hips and long legs.

~Ah yes, she will do nicely, ~ He thought to himself as he approached her.

“ My, aren’t we rough? “ She asked, chuckling seductively. She approached him and placed her hands on his shoulders. He pulled her against him and she smirked. “ No time for talk, eh? “

“ Shut up, whore, “ Angel grunted, ripping the dress right down the front. He found she was wearing a corset underneath and thigh high hose that were attached to the corset. He pushed his hand between her legs and shoved a finger inside of her pussy. “ So, have you fucked anyone else tonight? “

The woman took a sharp breath as he continued to prod her. “ No. You are my first tonight. “

“ A pretty girl like you and you haven’t seen any action, eh? “ He removed his finger and ripped the corset with the same hand. He flung it away, pulling the bands that held the hose loose from the corset. “ I think you are lying. “

She didn’t have time to react as he turned her around and threw her on the bed. In a blink, he was on her back, his legs forcing hers apart. He wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her to him as he got into a sitting position. She was struggling but he was much stronger than she was and soon had the tip of his hard cock pressing against her opening as he grabbed one of her breasts.

“ Oh gods! You aren’t Angel, are you? “ She gasped as he pushed inside of her. He started to thrust and she reached back to hold onto his shoulder.

“ Yes I am, “ He growled. “ Prepare yourself, you little lying whore. This will be a night to remember. I will have to punish you for not being truthful… I can feel the others inside of you.“

She reached under her leg and moved it so she could feel his assault even better. He reached around and played with her clit as he continued to slam into her, the entire time thinking of whom he wished the whore was. He would fuck the whore all night with one person on his mind and it would hold him until the next time the little fairy tormented his mind.

Pic Fics Part Five:

I Don’t Want To Sleep Alone

By Bekka Mouri

She woke up and blinked her eyes. Her master wasn’t there when she had expected him to be. She had dreamed of him all night and looked forward to seeing his face when she woke but he wasn’t there. She panicked and wondered if something had happened to him.

She quickly pulled on her clothes and flew to the door. He would be angry with her if she left but she had to know if he was okay or not. After struggling with it for a moment, she was able to get the heavy oak door open. Once outside, she sniffed the air and picked up his scent.

She followed it to a run down building on the edge of the town but she couldn’t risk going inside. If he were there, she would wait for him to come out and dart back to the house as fast as her wings could carry her. He would not be happy if he found her outside of the house.

Inside of the tavern, angel smiled at the mess he had made of the whore. She would be all right in a day or three but what she needed now was sleep. His seed was splattered all over her, the sheets and dripping out of the orifices of her body. He had once again lived up to the legends the townsfolk had made him out to be.

They called him Fallen Angel and Demon Angel because he was a man with stamina and strength that made him a great warrior and an ever better lover. It was said his mother was an angel and his father a demon because of his heightened senses but he never knew them. He had been brought up on a pirate ship, abandoned as a tiny child. The pirates raised him to fight and brought him a woman when he was fifteen so he could be a complete man (and hadn’t slept alone since).

He reached into his pouch and left the whore a few silver coins and one gold as payment. He slipped out of the door quietly, the tavern keeper saying something to him but he wasn’t paying attention; he had to get home before the fairy woke up. He didn’t even know her name even though he had her for a week.

He was sure she would try to escape if she saw he was gone and if she had, he would track her down. A slightly musical noise caught his ear as he stepped out of the tavern and he narrowed his eyes; it was the sound of fairy wings. He sniffed the air, his fine sense of smell picking out her scent from all the other smells.

~That little bitch! ~ He thought, narrowing his eyes a little more as he scanned the area. He saw a flash of pink hair and a silvery wing disappear behind a tree. He walked in the direction he saw her go and couldn’t find her. He smelled again, her scent tinged in fear. ~You better be scared, ~ He thought, following her trail.

The fairy darted as fast as she could though the trees, hoping he wouldn’t catch up with her. Her master’s face had transformed into a mask of rage after he sensed her smell and she bolted. He was still quite a distance behind but he would eventually capture her since they were heading the same direction. As she reached the wall of the house, he shouted for her to stop.

She turned and fluttered in the air as he caught up to her, his teeth bared and his eyes on fire with rage. “ What were you doing out? “ He demanded, coming closer.

“ Master, I can explain! “ She stammered.

“ What’s your name? “ He asked.

“ Master? “ She looked puzzled.

“ Tell me your name! “ He shouted.

“ A-A-Aurora, “ She said.

He snatched he up in his hand, “ You’ve been a very bad girl, Aurora. I am going to have to punish you. “

“ But master, “ A tear formed in the corner of Aurora’s eye. “ I was worried… “

“ Save it. You don’t give a damn about me. I bet you were hoping I was dead somewhere with my throat cut, “ He snarled.

“ I was afraid… “

“ I said save it! We’re going inside and you better do everything I tell you to! “

Aurora remained silent as Angel carried her into the house. He went into the bedroom and grabbed the pillow Aurora had slept on the night before, stuffed it into a medium sized box and placed her on it before putting it in the middle of his writing desk. He commanded her to stay there and began to take off his clothes. Aurora watched as he peeled off his gloves and pulled his shirt off.

He flung the shirt and it landed on the bed, the scent of another woman reaching Aurora’s nostrils as it flew past her. She choked back tears as she realized where her master had been and she felt foolish for being worried. He didn’t feel the same as she felt for him and that revelation cut her to the heart. She didn’t care if killed her or not for all of her hopes had been dashed.

He stood at the end of the desk and looked down at her. “ Strip. “

She moved her hands up and pulled the top of her dress down, exposing her breasts to him.

He smiled and leaned down to lick them. After covering her with his saliva, he backed away. “ Keep going, “ He said. “ Take off your panties but leave them on one leg. “

With trembling hands, Aurora pulled her panties down, taking them off of one leg and letting them dangle from the other.

“ Spread your legs, Aurora, “ Angel said. He was still very angry with her for leaving the house and he wanted to make her know he wasn’t happy.

Aurora did so and waited for his next command.

Angel smiled as he picked up a writing pen from the desk. It had a feather on the end and he stroked Aurora’s stomach with it, “ That’s a good little fairy. Now, what should I do with you since you were such a bad little girl and tried to escape? “

“ I didn’t, “ Aurora whispered and Angel turned the pen around, poking her hard in the abdomen with the tip. “ Ouch! “

“ I told you to save your lies. Why would you come looking for me? “ He said, turning the pen back around and caressing her with the feather again, this time going to her breasts. He smiled as he heard her breath catch in her throat.

“ I was worried, “ Aurora whimpered, bracing her tiny body for another poke with the pen.

Angel forced her legs apart with his fingers so she was wide open and she shivered when the chilly air hit her pussy. “ I don’t believe that for a minute, little liar. If you were worried, that would mean you have feelings for me and that is just preposterous. How could you have feelings for me when I do things like this to you? “ He said, placing the tip of his index finger against her opening and started to push.

Aurora bit her lip as he pressed against her hard causing her to spread her legs as far as she could to ease some of the pressure. She clenched the pillow beneath her for he was actually gaining entrance into her body and causing her pain that was laced in pleasure. She wondered if his strange appendage would feel the same way when he pushed it into her once she was a human woman for mating season… if he let he live that long. She lifted her body slightly to adjust the angle he was entering her at.

He chuckled a husky chuckle as he continued to press into her, “ You are so tight and I know this is going to hurt you but you need to be punished, you bad little fairy. After a stunt like this, you’re going back to the cage. “

“ M-m-master, please? “ Aurora gasped, “ I don’t want to… “

Angel couldn’t get his finger any further so he started to move it. Aurora gasped and shut her eyes as he moved the pen down and started to caress her vulva with it. She cried out as he moved it so it tickled her swollen clit, her tiny knuckles turning white as she grasped the pillow for dear life. Her words were unintelligible to Angel as he began to move his finger faster but he was certain she was cussing him in her native tongue.

He could feel her body start to build up to release and dropped the pen. He used his now free hand to force her legs up and to bend at the knees, making her cry out in pain. A moment later, the pain was erased as her tiny core clamped around his finger and she reached up with her hands to grasp his finger, holding it so it could not leave her while rapture assaulted her body. She shut her eyes and cried out something that took Angel by total surprise, “ Master! I love you! “

Angel stared down at the fairy, not believing his ears. Did she just say that she loved him? Maybe it was something said in the heat of the moment but then again, that would explain why she had left the house to search for him. Could she have been really worried about him so much she would risk her life to see if he was okay? He could feel her body start to calm down as her breathing became more even and he removed his finger, still staring at her.

Aurora’s eyes were still closed but she could feel her master’s stared on her so she opened them. She was very aware of what she had said and she meant it. There was just something about her master that made her forget that what was happening could have been wrong. Never in her life had she felt the things he could cause and she didn’t think it could be the same with anyone else.

She watched him bring his hand down, slipping it beneath her as he lifted her from the box and cuddled against him when he brought her to his chest. She placed a hand against his warm muscular flesh as he carried her to the bed. He placed her next to his pillow and crawled into the bed, laying face down after placing his arms underneath the pillow. He had looked very tired and was soon asleep.

Aurora waited until his breathing was very deep and even before she climbed up on to the pillow and settled her body under where his ponytail fell over the crook where his neck met his shoulder. She placed a tiny kiss on his neck and soon went to sleep herself.

Pic Fics Part 06:

Unrestful Sleep

By Bekka Mouri

Angel looked like he was sleeping on the outside but his emotions were swirling on the inside. Never in his life had a woman told him that she loved him and he had been with many. He had been sleeping with as many women as he possibly could since he had turned fifteen and they had been all shapes and sizes.

He preferred petite ones but he had slept with a woman who had been cursed by an evil witch, the spell’s result making the woman into a giant. The only way to break the spell had been for Angel to screw her for twelve hours straight. At the end of the twelve hours, she was back to normal and Angel was spent for he was only sixteen at the time. He had fallen asleep only to find her gone without so much as a thank you when he woke up.

On his journey back from the castle she had been living in, he had been ambushed by three water sprites. Their seductive singing resulted in the most interesting foursome Angel had ever been in at the time and since. Each one of the sprites took turns riding his massive organ while he fingered the remaining two until they were all satisfied. Their thank you came in the form of them hitting him over the head with a large rock and stealing his gold.

It wasn’t any wonder he did what he did to the women he came across. Even the first woman he had slept with had been a bitch to him, getting him so drunk on ale that he spent the day after his supposed birthday puking up his guts over the side of the pirate ship he lived on. The sex hadn’t been too bad but the woman had only let him have her once before going off with the other pirates, claiming she wanted a man, not a young boy.

He shifted and felt some weight on his shoulder so he cracked one eye open. Aurora was snuggled down against him, her light breath tickling the short hairs on his neck. Gods, she was young and so naïve. He was doing things to her that other women would take offense to but she ate it up.

He would have to ask her when she woke how old she was although he was sure she hadn’t seen eighteen summers yet, if that many. He racked his brain trying to remember how many virgins he had taken and could only come up with one… Her. For all he knew, she probably thought this was all normal behavior. He sighed, wondering how much longer he would have to wait for mating season; he knew it had to be soon but wasn’t sure of just how soon it would be.

The visions returned to torture him again; the visions of the things he wanted to do to her for the whole month she would be a full sized woman. He pictured her beneath him, squirming as he pushed his cock into her, her nails digging into the flesh of his rear to pull him closer and deeper inside. He saw himself taking her violently from behind as she supported herself by hanging onto one of the wooden posts that supported the roof of his house (that, incidentally, was by his bed).

In the vision, he would flip her over without removing himself from her depths and she would wrap her legs around his waist as she panted and called his name…

Oh gods, he was going to fuck her so much once she was full sized. He thought of all of the different positions he could put her in and she probably wouldn’t care. He would fuck her when the sun was high in the sky and keep fucking her until the moon took its place. She would be pinioned and squirming beneath him, crying out for more or on the end of his cock, her legs trembling as she struggled to stand under his sweet assault.

He grinned to himself, wondering if she would be brave enough to take him. He could see them laying on the bed together, her hand on his stomach as they talked, her hand slipping lower until it was inside of his underwear and grasping his rock hard cock.

The vision progressed to her taking off her panties and rubbing her hot pussy against his cloth clad organ. Her juices would soak through the fabric, inflaming him further until he was forced to push her down to the bed and ravish her. He then thought of coming in after being out all day and just pushing her down on the bed with his shirt still on. She would be taken by surprise and he would have to lift her hand to her vulva so he could feel them pushing her lips tighter around his cock as he slammed into her.

He groaned, his cock becoming hard as one last vision drifted across his mind. He would be coming home from somewhere and she would be waiting for him, dressed in nothing but a pair of pretty pink thigh high hose. He would get behind her and they would both go to the floor, her guiding him into her as they did…

“ Master? “ Her voice startled him. “ Are you awake? “

“ Yes, Aurora. I am. “

“ Are you still angry, master? “ Aurora sat up and looked down his body. The monster was awake as well.

“ I won’t be if you take care of me right now, “ He cut his eyes to look at her sideways. He added, “ Don’t worry, I washed before I left the whore. “

She bowed her head and whispered, “ Yes, master. “

He threw the blankets off of his body and watched as she crawled down his chest and stomach. He took in a sharp breath as her lips touched his base as she started to work her way up his length until she reached the tip of his erection. She ran her hands around it as she nuzzled it to her face, ignoring the faint scent of the other woman. She could also smell soap on him and knew he wasn’t lying about the washing part.

“ Wrap your body around it, “ He grunted, grasping his base to give it a little more support. She did as she was told, her pussy pressing into his flesh as she did. He ran a finger down her spine and purred, “ Good girl. “

She continued to suck, lick and kiss his shaft as her hands played with his tip. She ran her hand to the opening and found the bead of fluid was starting to form so she began to rub herself against him as she spread it out. She was still sore from earlier but she didn’t care; she wanted to come again.

Angel reached down and tugged at his balls as his body started to tense. He could feel his climax building and he knew it was going to be intense but he had to hold out for her. He wanted to feel her throbbing against him before he would allow himself to come. She pushed herself into him and cried out, her muscles vibrating against him.

“ Oh gods, Aurora! “ he hissed as he shut his eyes, his seed shooting from him. He could feel moving upward and opened his eyes just in time to she her licking away at the flow. The excited him more and he shuddered.

A moment later, he felt her moved back towards his stomach. “ Master? “ She asked.

“ What, Aurora? “ Angel murmured.

“ Was I good? “

He reached down and placed his hand on her, “ Yes, my little doll. You were good. “

“ Thank you, master, “ She replied. “ Master? “

“ What, Aurora? “

“ Do you want me to help you change the sheets? I caused you to make quite a mess, “ She said, running her finger though one of the lines that defined his muscles.

Angel chuckled, “ Later. Let’s just sleep now, okay? “

“ Okay, master. Master? “

“ WHAT, Aurora? “

“ I love you, “ She whispered.

Angel suddenly lost his voice. Did he love her too? He sighed and tried to speak. He was able to say, “ Uh, sure. Same here, I guess. “

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