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Chapter 6 by Aislutg Aislutg

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“Hello my pretty…” a cruel voice says.

Your eyes widen as you hear the male voice behind you, cutting through to the quick. Before you can fully gather your wits a hand reaches under your belly and grabs your wrist, pulling your fingers free of your pussy. In an instant your arm is pinned high behind your back, almost painfully so. Your head snaps up, eyes wide with shock and lingering haze as you look behind you and see a massive male towering over you. He is a giant of a man in a leather jerkin, a course linen shirt and a heavy cloak, a coiled whip and several iron collars hanging from his belt. His cruel eyes rake over your naked, sweat slicked body with obvious hunger.

No. He is not a giant. He is a normal sized human… You are tiny Oni!? Still he is almost half again your petite height, broad-shouldered and heavily muscled.

Your slick clawed fingers curl into a frustrated fist as your instinctive lust worries your thoughts. You were so close. Your slick empty pussy clenches greedily, leaking hot and wet down your inner thighs as your back arches against your captors grasp, frustrated moans escaping your pretty lips.

“You were trying to scratch an itch… here, let me help you with that my red hot little Oni…” your powerful captor says.

“Huh?” You gasp, **** and high-pitched. Your tail thrashes wildly, your free clawed hand digging furrows into the moss as your whole body shakes and quivers against his grasp. Juices drip slowly down your trembling thighs, soaking the soft ground beneath you.

A deep, rumbling chuckle rolls over you as you hear him unbuckling his pants. “A fresh little wild oni bitch in heat, playing with herself like a **** whore.”

A large hand grabs the base of your tail, yanking it upward sharply. The sudden pull sends a shameful jolt straight to your still throbbing clit.

“Hmmm it’s Oni breeding season, my favourite time of the year,” he growls.

You try to twist free, but your limbs are too weak. He drops to one knee behind you, shoving your face down into the moss with your hand twisted back between your shoulder blades while his other hand roughly spreads your thighs wider. Your ass lifts high, pussy still dripping and swollen, fully exposed.

“Aahh!”

He doesn’t wait. The thick, blunt head of his cock, far larger than anything you ever had as a man, slips between your thighs to nestle amongst your lips, pressing against your slick entrance.

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