I'll bargain.

"No need to be uncivil." I said quietly, tracing a line back down her sternum. She shivered as I drew a crescent under her breast, and shuddered as I took hold. "I'm not a great fan of ****. It's often more trouble than it's worth and it's so messy. A tool best used with precision. I'd rather we come to an agreement, one that will leave us both well satisfied."

I drew my thumb across her nipple, catching the stiff flesh with the tip of my claw. A small bead of blood welled up as I gave her a kindly smile. She blanched, biting her lip, but stayed silent.

"I'm going to fuck you." I kneaded her tit, then gave it a savage twist. "Brutally. Ruthlessly. It won't be quick or easy, and afterwards nothing will be the same for you. You will submit to me, absolutely and completely, until I'm finished with your whore body."

She wept, not daring to pull away.

"Well?" I asked, leaning close. "Your terms? What do you want out of this?"

"I- leave- I don't-" she sputtered, shaking. "I w-want- please just-"

"Speak your piece, woman." I didn't raise my voice, but Sonia flinched as though I was screaming at her.

Rationally, I understood that she had every right to do so; Logically, I knew her fear to be sound. I understood that some farmgirl, exposed to **** and violation for the first time, would lack any semblance of strength. That true strength, genuine will, was a very rare thing.

But I hated her for it nonetheless.

I was lonely; I'd been exiled for many months and ostracized for longer. Deep down, I wanted a partner. I wanted somebody to walk beside me. That feeling was even keener as my phantom pursuer closed in, as I was **** to sacrifice even what little I'd clawed together.

"P-please, don't hurt me."

I blinked, her quiet voice piercing through the fog of my rage. A disbelieving noise slipped out, and then I tossed my head back and laughed. I laughed and laughed and laughed. I laughed until all my amusement dried out and nothing but contempt remained.

"That's it? I offer you a bargain, and you ask for that?" I stepped back and started on my trousers. "I bet you think you're clever. Such a smart girl, looking to better her lot, right? Marry a rich farmer, or a rich merchant; maybe you set your sights so high that you'd aim to become a Lord's woman. Fuck your way up the social ladder. Pathetic."

I tossed my pants aside, Sonia staring with fear at my hard cock.

"Get a bit of money, get a bit of influence, live an easy life without working. Such mediocre aspirations, such an average way of life." I stood in front of her bed, looking down at the cowering woman. "I very nearly fell into the same trap; safety, security, comfort. Fuck that, all in; I want it all."

She looked at my talons, at my horns, at my red eyes, and then at my cock. Hesitantly she crawled across the bed and reached out for my rod. She took hold and tried for a seductive smile, though her tears and snotty nose ruined the effect. "Pl-"

"Shut up." I grabbed her by the hair and tossed her face first back onto the bed. "You had your chance, whore, and you sold yourself cheaply; I won't hurt you. There will be no killing or maiming, nothing more than a few slaps on your fat ass. You could of asked for anything, clever girl, you could have tried bargaining down to a fucking handjob. You could have tried exchanging my mercy for a few of your pretty friends, or maybe begged for a position of influence by my side. But no, you lack ambition, imagination, or any sort of strength."

I rammed my cock in her cunt, wet and warm, and put my mouth to her ear.

"Not a virgin, how very surprising." I grabbed a fistful of blond curls and yanked her head back. She looked back at me, flinching as I spat on her. The spit rolled down her cheek, mingling with the tears. "You're nothing but a filthy slut, opening your legs to whomever giving you attention. A dumb bitch whose only concern is being free of _pain. _A warm cunt whose only value is being a trophy to her betters."

I let go of her hair as I thrusted, letting her fall to the bed. I grabbed her by the arm and the back of the head, pinning her down. I wiped her face against the covers of her bed, driving my hips as deep as they'd go. I could feel by balls tighten and the cum rise, but I wasn't done with her. I pulled out and turned aside, spraying ropes of black cum across the bed and the wall.

I pulled her back, dragging her off the bed, and brought her to her feet. She had difficulty standing, she was flushed; red with emotion and aroused. "My cum is a bit special. It's quite capable of stealing your mind away and turning you into my puppet. I could make you fuck the poorest, ugliest, man in Barley. I could make you fuck a pig."

She looking at the cum-soaked bedding with new fear.

"Let's give you another chance." I let go of her. " Suck my cock."

She looked up at me blankly, before a panicked realization set in. "I will if you. . ."

"Ten, nine, eight. . ."

"If you let me g-go free after!" She shouted, grabbing my cock. A few drops of cum dripped out the end as she squeezed and she jumped back, as if it were a snake.

"So, you'll suck my cock if I don't hurt you and leave you alone once I'm done." I asked. "I just need to stay away, and not approach you. That right?"

"Y-yes!"

"Deal." I smiled charmingly and took a moment to wipe the remaining cum from my cock. "Now, get to it."

She eagerly, desperately, wrapped her lips around my cock. I stopped her after a moment, leaving her to look up warily. I still wasn't done degrading the idiot, and there was a second need in me. I let myself relax and felt a wolf's grin as Sonia's cheeks bulged out and her eyes went wild and angry. A second later warm piss burst out from her lips and spattered on the ground between us. She reeled back, coughing and gagging, as I aimed the stream at her head. She covered her eyes as I coated her face, her throat, and her chest in piss.

After a long moment she froze, my fluids taking effect. It was weaker, but the capacity of my bladder had been enough to put her under.

Still, I said nothing and waited. I still wasn't done with her.

She came out of it sputtering, ignorant, and I looked at her expectantly. I waved my cock under her face and she took it in hand. She had skill, and could handle my sized with only a little difficulty. I had only been with Mary and Anna, but Sonia put both of them to shame; She looked up at me, running her tongue along the side, and took it back in her mouth. She gave little circular motions and worked with her hands to enhance my enjoyment. In time her other hand snuck down to work her clit, and I felt my second climax approaching. She sensed it too, giving my cock a final lick before aiming it over her shoulder. She finished me with her hand, looking up with sultry eyes.

I smiled, satisfied, and said, "What a remarkably stupid woman."

I grabbed her by the throat and lifted her to her feet. She gasped, and bared her teeth in the smallest show of aggression. "Liar!"

"Not at all, you wound my merchant's pride." I chuckled, pulling her close. Our lips were near enough to touch, our eyes locked. "You bargained poorly, you never forbid me from dosing you with my cum. I'll leave you, and I won't ever approach you again; but I wonder how long it'll be before you come looking for me."

I pushed her slowly, inexorably, closer to the cum coating the bed. She struggled, screaming loader and louder, as her nipples touched the black spunk. By the time her chin was in the cum she was under, I let go and let her fall fully into the mess.

"Now listen close, Sonia. You're going to remember my cock, and you're going to want it more with every passing hour. That need isn't going away, and nothing will cure it except my cock; it doesn't matter how much you touch yourself, or who else you fuck. If it isn't me, it isn't going to do a damn thing other than make you want mine more."

And then I collected my clothes and left the farm, because a merchant always holds to his word.