Aliénor

You barrel towards the shadow in the distance, covering the ground between the two of you with frightening speed. You raise your heavy head slightly as you approach the adventurer, plodding footsteps ringing along the length of the corridor. Even before you make out Aliénor's face, you are struck by the steely preparedness evident in her stance. Chest pushed forward in wordless defiance, spear held unwavering in a dual-hand grip, she cuts a striking figure. You take particular note of the leaf-bladed weapon, which juts out menacingly in your direction. Aliénor means to fend you off as she undoubtedly would a cavalryman, turning your great weight and momentum against you.

It takes a second for your reduced brainpower to process the genuine danger posed by such a blade, but that is all the time it takes for you to come crashing into Aliénor's trap. Your very speed and strength become a weakness as she times her strike perfectly, thrusting forwards suddenly just before you thunder into her. The blow proves too much even for your tough hide. A terrible pain erupts in your right thigh and you feel it go limp. Black blood gushes forth from the wound and a mess of mangled flesh protrudes painfully where the spear lodges into your leg. A guttural, throaty wail shakes the labyrinth, part cry part yelp, as the shock overwhelms you.

The blow, however, whilst unspeakably awful, only stuns you. Stuck momentarily with the lance embedded deeply in your muscle, you glare at Aliénor, **** or something yet worse in your eyes. Her contented smile quickly vanishes as she realises her miscalculation, but when she tries manfully to tug her weapon free, you swipe one great paw at her, closing her waist beneath your palm and raising her into the air. Her grip on the spear lessens and you take a moment to wrench it out. You yell aloud in agony at the sudden release as blood continues to flow freely. Badly wounded and in great pain, your fury knows no bounds.

Aliénor's armour does not shield her long from your greedy paws. With one hand you pinch roughly at her supple breasts, tearing off the partial plate that wraps itself around her torso, and with the other you shred the hide skirt and greaves that hide her modesty. As you undress her, she writhes from one side to the other in your hands, but the pressure on her stomach increases as you hold her aloft. Up to now forgotten amidst the rage and suffering, your meaty shaft swells up once more at the helpless woman before you. Aliénor glances down for a moment before a horrified realisation contorts her flawless features. You lower her down slightly in spite of her final efforts to resist you. Still held tightly in mid-air, you latch onto her with both hands and **** her downwards, balancing the velvet opening of her waiting pussy on the fat head of your obscene member. The pain, so relentless not a moment ago, seeps suddenly from your body, replaced by a cold sense of satisfaction and an all-consuming lust. Aliénor is yours. Yours to breed until the end of time.

You push forward suddenly, your thick shaft burying itself deep inside Aliénor. 'Ahhhh!' You feel the warm embrace of her soft, slippery folds as you advance, your every movement provoking another wail of pain. Your tip barely lodges inside of her, and you feel the captain's body react as she struggles to accommodate you, but you press onward, gradually jabbing your way further and further into her warm depths. Aliénor screams as you **** yourself past her cervix and her eyes swivel uncontrollably back into her head as a great bulge appears in her naked stomach as you squeeze ever more of your inhuman cock into her cunt. Eventually you come to a stop at about two-thirds of the way in, frustrated somewhat by the limitations of the human body but overwhelmed by the exquisite, fleshy embrace. Aliénor is unexpectedly tight, almost unspoiled, and the rippling contractions working their way down your length send your into a lustful frenzy as her inner walls expand to your girth as if inviting you inwards. You throw your head back and roar in appreciation.

As you slow your pace, lodging yourself deeply inside the helpless woman, Aliénor looks up pathetically towards you, mouthing a **** plea for mercy. Momentarily you comply, withdrawing your huge cock bit by bit, watching admiringly as the lumpy tip protruding visibly through her skin descends towards her stretched entrance. Then, grasping her firmly between your massive hands, you wrench Aliénor down in one fell movement, impaling her. You see her lose consciousness for a split-second before the first, instinctive yell escapes her lips, quickly fading into the background noise of indescribable moans and the slap of flesh upon flesh. You plunge into her, merciless in your **** on her unwilling body as she bounces up and down on top of you. Your pace increases, becoming little more than an animalistic reflex until you are pumping in and out of Aliénor at such speed that she flops jerkily from side to side on your fat prick. Deeper and deeper, harder and harder you push as the captain's walls clamp down around you, encasing you in their comforting warmness. Bit by bit you feel a great pressure mount inside you. Aliénor's breasts swing madly from left to right, her eyes gazing blindly ahead of her as her head rolls in all directions. Your immense, bestial shaft claps noisily against her ruined pussy as you lunge in and out of her, pre-cum dribbling down her inner thighs. It is all too much...

... All of a sudden, you explode inside of Aliénor, flooding her with your seed! You press her supple body against yours as stream after stream of thick, gooey sperm spurts into her depths, her breathless body milking the last drops of your orgasm as you lean heavily against her. You feel her own involuntary orgasm rock back against you as she collapses, exhausted. She moans loudly as a wave of pain and pleasure overwhelms her, and, through half-closed eyes, you smile contentedly at the coating of cum splattered across her sex. A steady trickle of the white liquid seeps out as she clings to your frame.