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Chapter 7 by Clamor Clamor

Does he reconsider where to stick it?

No, he commits to teaching her a lesson.

"Slaves will speak when spoken to." he uttered. With a devilish grin he pulled his hips back and placed the crown at her slick entrance, keeping her arm pinned to her back. The giant head was slowly dragged along her moist folds, threatening to spear her at any given moment.

"It has been eons since I've laid with a mortal. I shall enjoy this." he snickered. He began prodding his leathery staff in and out of her wettened slit, strings of his love juices reforming and snapping as he withdrew from her exposed pussy. Qiyana's lips trembled in both fear and licentious eagerness. There was absolutely no way that member would fit inside her, not painlessly anyway. He hovered over her in his ultimate state, easily dwarfing her with a cock that was nearly as long as her arm. He teased her in agonizing fashion by continuing his shallow jabs into her hairless entrance, the head lightly stretching her lips with each mild thrust. Qiyana wriggled in place, both in a faux effort to escape and to further goad the god into having his way with her.

The god paid no attention to her weak struggles however and began to press his engorged member into her. Her mouth clamped shut and she started to whimper in bliss as the burning flesh pushed on her delicate folds, stretching the sides to their absolute max, struggling to fit. Her swollen lips hugged his cockhead with a constricting fervor in a **** attempt to push out the oversized intrusion. Nasus reared himself back as his grip on her arm tightened. He paused for a moment and smirked to himself. With that he gave a mighty thrust, a loud wet squelch filled the air as he sank his monstrous shaft into the powerless woman.

She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came. Her body could only shudder in pleasurable pain as he rested in the warm embrace of her tight pussy. Every last inch of the inhuman meatstaff was stuffed into the incredibly snug confines of Qiyana’s body. She was fuller than she had ever been and to her intrigued horror her stomach was distending to accommodate the massive girth, the large bulge mildly lifting her body from the slab it rested on.

With her face being mashed into the stone he continued to jam his turgid member into the small girl. Feeling her fake resistance falter he removed his hands from her head and arm and placed them upon her wide hips and gripped them firmly. In agonizingly slow fashion he pulled his behemoth meat from her soaking depths, her insides fiercely clinging to him, doing whatever they could to keep him in place. Only the head stayed buried in the woefully small pussy, a satisfied grin spread across his face. He looked down in fascinated arousal, their lewd connection sparking various thoughts, primarily wondering to himself how she managed to handle that. In the span of a couple seconds he was over it immediately, leaned forward as he forcefully stuffed himself back into her sloppy entrance.

*plap plap plap*

In and out, in and out, Nasus' momentum increasing ever-so-slightly after each barbaric impalement. Her core provided a clenching suction on him that tempted him like nothing ever before. He could sense her body silently pleading for him to breed her with every push, a primal lust quickly engulfing his mind in its entirety. His pace quickened as he continued his merciless pounding into her much smaller frame, the sound of wet flesh slapping constantly assaulting her ears. She stared ahead, eyes half-lidded, as she felt a pressure in her nethers building. If only her subjects could see her now, their once proud, if not arrogant, empress now hunched over like some street whore, being used like a toy for this menacing man. It turned her on to no end.

*Plap Plap Plap*

Nasus could feel that familiar and addicting sensation returning, the burning hot prickly feeling coursing through his swollen sack. Qiyana's pussy squeezed the everlasting life out of him making everything to him feel so far away, every other feeling he had was blotted out, the singular desire of impregnating this lowly harlot filling every thought he had.

"What's… the matter… you stupid mutt… Is that the best… you can do? Some god you are…" She huffed out in between thrusts. Her words pierced his lustful veil, Nasus' squinting in playful determination as he renewed his efforts. He hunkered down over her body, his massive figure completely obfuscating the smaller human, and violently rammed his firm bludgeon into her drenched pussy, the bulbous head punching at her womb's entrance, trying to absolutely crumble any resistance it put up. She yelped in slight pain and quaked in glee, elated in witnessing his pursuit in his own personal pleasure.

Does he humiliate her or does he impregnate her?

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