Maria's Mind

After the one eyed woman left, Maria had some time to think about things.

She wondered about the fate of her back up, she didn’t doubt that the tracking sigils that had been carved into her body should have allowed them to track her with ease when it became clear she was not in the club. So why had they not shown up yet?

Even down here Maria was able to reckon that at least 6 hours had passed since she awoke. They should have come crashing through the doors hours ago to save her dumb ass. Yet here she was stuck in this place with nothing to comfort her but the sobbing on the other side of the wall.

Although, now that she thought about it the sobbing seemed to have stopped sometime ago. Straining her ears Maria could not hear any of the harsh sounds that had made up the background noise of this place.

It made sense, after all they would want to have things nice and quiet for The Master when he arrived to do his work.

A pang of pain shot through Maria's head, a sudden stabbing headache that faded as quickly as it had struck her. It was annoying to have problems like that. She needed to have her head in the game at a time like this, the team would be here soon and they would be able to help with The Master. After all she was only one woman, The Master would take far more than that to birth.

Again the stabbing pain, less this time but still severe, she rubbed her eyes to try and make the pain fade faster and get her thinking back on track.

She recalled how things had gone down at the club, meeting that enchanting woman, the drinks and music that all ended with a simple offer to be a part of something bigger than herself. It had seemed impossible to think that she could have been worth of such a task.

Yet she had accepted and here she was, waiting for the glorious moment when The Master would plant himself inside her. The thought of her stomach swelling with such a great power made her heart race and her hands itch. She wanted to slide her fingers between her legs and make herself even more ready for him.

She fought the urge, barely. Her hands instead laying limply by her side as she waited for the wonderful moment. He would want to have her fresh for Him.

Even the sound of the door opening was perfect, a perfectly oiled sound that told her He had arrived.

The Master looked even more wonderful than she had hoped. Standing at over seven feet his form was that of a long furred wolf creature. A lupin head watched her, eyes like dark jewels roaming over her body and sending fire to her crotch. The mane of dark hair that poured down its back dragged her eyes across the rest of His perfect form.

The luscious fur did little to hide the musculature of His body, every inch of His body gave off a air of power that was overwhelming. Nowhere was it more obvious than between His two perfect legs where a member fit only for a god twitch at full length.

Like the rest of His form it was a perfect shape, the wide bulbous base containing the source of His divine seed whilst the shaft was surmounted by a flared tip. Looking at it Maria understood perfectly the purpose of the cock, the flared head was there to make sure that she would not waste a single droplet of the precious fluid within them.

He began to move towards her, his body language somehow managed to convey the message clearly the she existed for one purpose. To submit to Him.

Maria slid down the bed, her legs opening wide as she watched him come forward with her heart in her throat. The bulk of his body blocked out the sun as she felt the girth of his cock pressed against her unworthy sex.

The rough tips of his fingers dug into her hips for a moment as he gripped her and then pulled her towards him. The motion was so casual that she hardly had time to really think about what was happening.

Then her sex was being stretched as the massive head of His cock spread her open. The sensation was overwhelming, it felt like every time she had ever felt pleasure before in her life was merely a pale shadow of this moment. She heard a strange animal sound, a primal scream of pleasure, it took her a moment to realise it was coming from her own mouth as shocks rode up and down her body.

She was sure she had orgasms at that moment, even as He pushed His holy member ever deeper into her. Surely to feel anything beyond this as every fold and nerve ending of her sex was hit and stimulated, coupled with a feeling of completeness she had never felt before, was the limit.

Then he hit her cervix.

It felt like the first time she had ever touched her own clit. A explosion of pleasure that was so unexpected that she nearly passed out then and there. Her eyes rolled back in her skull as she felt one of His hands leave her thighs and wrap itself around her neck.

At first it was gentle, a warm caress, seeming to be comforting her. Then it became stronger and stronger and suddenly she couldn’t breath anymore. In the same moment that her throat was closed she felt the stream of His seed beginning to flow into her womb.

For the first time she could truly feel Him, as her lungs began to burn, she could feel the shape of The Master and she understood why she had to die. She saw herself through his eyes, a construct of meat that squatted on what was by rights His.

Like all of her kind she was nothing more than another one of the Vermin. Through His eyes it was all so clear.

For the last time Maria opened her eyes and looked up into the eyes of the dark figure, her stomach was filled by a warm oblivion and her mind was spinning apart.

It was right and good that it should be this way. She had been made only to serve as a place for The Master to plant his divine seed, she was not a person she was simply a thing to be used and cast aside.

This was…..