Legends of Belariath
Reigor Sureclaw
Disciple of Ishtar- Part Three
(Chapter Three)
When the first blows struck Kami’s unprotected sex, she thought she was going to die right then and there from the furious explosion of pain, shame, and pleasure. Alara and Mina has made sure their captive’s suffering was as intense as possible by using their fingers to spread apart her nether lips, exposing her delicate inner folds fully to the stinging hits. Each time a belt hit it made wet squelching noises, another humiliating reminder at how aroused she was, unable to control her hips as the jerked forward to meet each blow. Kami screamed through the leather gag as her body thrashed against the split fence, the torment of not being able to climax as bad as the pain of the strikes, the combination driving her mad.
The two catgirl sisters laughed with cruel delight at Kami’s efforts, rewarding the frustrated hybrid with harder, more punishing blows. They then shifted their fingers to pull back their helpless captive’s clitoral hood, leaving the engorged nub unprotected as they struck it as well, bringing forth fresh streams and tears. It was indeed worse, much worse than when the earlier torment when her breasts were spanked, the pleasure and shame that much greater, pushing her hard against the edge of climaxing. But the pain from the blows to her throbbing sex were holding her back, just like before, filling her with an exquisite mixture of frustration, shame, delight, humiliation, anger, ecstasy, and desolation.
However, even as the blows rained down between her legs, a part of Kami was able to focus enough to pray. Despite her faults, her selfishness, her vanity, her vindictiveness, the young priestess was devoted to her goddess. She had faith the Baast would hear and answer her pleas. Her goddess had answered her before and would do so again and such faith and service would be rewarded, and so it was…
Kami’s eyes opened wide, rocking her head back as her twin orbs blazed with inner green fire. This event was unnoticed by Alara and Mina, the two girls fascinated by Kami’s drenched pussy, intent on taking their revenge on her. For a brief moment all of the suffering that was wracking Kami’s lithe body eased as the beautiful priestess felt the beloved presence of her goddesses. Soft lips caressed her brow and the sweetest voice beyond imagining whispered into her ear.
I have granted what ye truly desired and now it is up to ye to accept that truth. Dedicate yourself fully to me and accept the fate given ye. Then thou shall receive my blessing and the glorious release that beckons ye.
“I accept! Please my goddess! Help your devoted servant! I will serve and do whatever you command!” Kami half screamed, half thought as she tried to pour all of her being behind the prayer, swearing to do anything if it would grant her the climax her body so desperately craved. Hope flared brightly as she felt the ghostly lips drift down her front, sliding over her sweaty skin, leaving a bright trail of wanting as the goddess’s mouth pushed her servant harder against the threshold. The agony of waiting almost too much to bear, by the time Baast’s lips had reached her groin, Kami’s mental voice had descended into incoherent babbling.
Now, my little priestess, the sweet voice said as the lips suckled her clit, Show me your love!
Kami’s luscious body tensed and arched away from the split fence, threatening to break the leather straps binding her limbs as the damn holding her back from orgasm broke. All of her fears, concerns, shame, and hurts washed away in a tsunami that roared through in one glorious wave after another. Kami’s kitten teeth bit partway through the leather gag as her head whipped back and forth, her long chestnut hair whipping back and forth. A long wanton groan resonating from her chest as the young priestess’ stomach spasmed and clenched in violent climax.
“Gods, I don’t believe this,” Kami distantly heard Mina mutter in disbelief, the blue haired cat girl still raining down punishing licks on the spasming girl’s clit, each blow causing an explosion of sensation that fed the waves rushing through her. “The whore is cumming….still is!”
“Uh huh, a real pain slut it seems, hell we’re doing her a favor,” her sister answered, Alara shifting her blows so that the tip of her belt was landing directly on Kami’s puckered anus sending wondrous jolts of pleasure-pain up her spine. The young priestess’s luscious body arched and twisted as another climax roared through her, making Alara shake her head in wonder.
Kami though was only dimly aware their comments lost as she was in a sea of pleasure as she called out thanks to her goddess continuously. The young priestess knew however that the goddess’s blessing came with a price; a part of her would always crave this, the unique combination of shame and torment the two catgirl sisters introduced her to. But if this pleased Baast then so be it, she could not deny the ecstasy that was rocking her body as the warrior pair spanked her sex and rear, her body locked into one continuous spasm, her juices feeling like they were squirting from between her legs.
“Enough with this, the Wolven will be here soon,” Alara finally said to Mina as she stopped the viscous spanks, pulling back to shake drops of Kami’s pussy juice off the leather. Her sister nodded and did the same, but not before giving the young priestess one more hard slap across her sex, making the lithe hybrid scream in pleasure and pain again through the gag.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m already here,” a deep growling voice said out of the surrounding darkness, causing the two catgirl warriors-in-training to gasp in surprise and spin around. Blinking and dazed, her reddened and leaking sex still spasmed from the continuous orgasm’s aftershocks, Kami tried to focus past the feelings still rushing through her. Drool and tears ran down cheeks as the young priestess tried to lift her head up to see what was going on.
There, looming in the shadows was an immense silver-grey Wolven, dressed in a buckskin vest and breeches. His fur was decorated with swirling black sigils and designs, apparently mystical in design. Kami felt a fresh burst of terror at the sight, the Wolven savages were the natural enemies of all Neko, what were Alara and Mina doing dealing with the likes of him?
“You three put on quite a show and I enjoyed it immensely” the big Wolven continued as he stepped closer. Up close, Kami could make out more details, such as the long leather strips that hung across his chest and down the sides of each leg, with gaps here and there as if some of the leather had been ripped off. The dark leather was stained and mottled and Kami noted the coiled whip at the man’s belt with some trepidation.
“Reigor, good you’re here,” Mina said with a nervous voice as she and her sister visibly calmed themselves as the turned to face the tall humanoid. The blue-haired catgirl took a deep breath and then gestured back towards Kami’s bound form. “This is the girl we want to sell to you.”
“How much is she worth?” Alara interjected eagerly, though stepping closer to her sister for mutual moral support. Kami shivered as she felt the Wolven’s narrow yellow eyes slide over her body like an oily caress, and the young priestess felt her burning skin flush with new shame. She shuddered as the humiliation invoked fresh longing in her as if part of her enjoyed the fact that the Wolven knew of her arousal over being tied up and whipped.
“Mmmmm,” Reigor mumbled thoughtfully, his gaze briefly flickering over the two warrior sisters for a moment before turning back to complicate Kami, her hips wiggling as his gaze seemed to lock on her drooling, reddened sex. “I’ll give you 50 Mehrials for her.”
Kami let out a muffled yelp of dismay as she realized what was going on, the fear coursing through her feeling like it was doubling in intensity. She thought that the two sisters had hired the big humanoid to rape her, but now she new the truth. They were going to sell her! Like some beast or worse yet, judging by the Wolven’s slavering fangs, like a piece of meat.
“Only 50 Mehrials! Surely she is worth more than that! I mean look at her!” Alara protested as she gestured in Kami’s direction, who was still letting out muffled protests through the leather gag, her well endowed body jiggling invitingly in her bindings and her skin smooth glistening in the moonlight. “Have you ever seen another catgirl more fuckable than her?”
“Oh she is fuckable,” the massive Wolven agreed as he licked his chops, this close the frightened half-breed could see the outline of his organ straining the leather of his breeches, her breath catching at the thought of that monstrosity being shoved into her. Her eyes followed his finger as he raised it to point at her belly, his movement causing another frightening vision of him ripping her open after he was through ravishing her. “She is flawed though, I would give two or three times that price if she wasn’t.”
“What?” both blue-haired girls said in surprise as they turned to regard Kami with accusing stares. Kami could only look back at them with frightened puzzlement. Yes she was mixed blood, with no fur or cat ears, but to her knowledge that only mattered to Neko. The outside world would have different standards right?
“Yes, definitely flawed,” Reigor continued as his muzzle split into a toothy grin as the two catgirls bent down to examine Kami more closely. The young priestess then had a suspicious though, wondering if the silver-grey Wolven was up to something. “It’s hard to tell in the moonlight. You have to look very close.”
“I don’t see anything,” Alara said, obviously very puzzled by Reigor’s observation as she and Mina peered even closer, their noses almost touching Kami’s belly, the sensation of their breath caressing her skin making the young priest quiver again in longing. Then, behind the two catgirls, Kami saw the Wolven’s fingers start to move, the black sigils decorating his fur moving in vaguely disturbing ways.
“He’s casting a spell!” Kami tried to say but of course the leather gag prevented even the simplest of words to escape her lips. Drool flickered from her stretched lips as she tried to warn her tormentors, even after what they had done they were still kin. For a moment her green eyes locked onto the Wolven’s yellow ones and in that instant she realized the depths of the evil and treachery that lurked there.
Still intent on their task on finding Kami’s supposed “flaws”, Alara and Mina were unaware as to what Reigor was doing he stepped forward to tap Mina on the shoulder. At that moment the spells was released in a cloud of vapors that wrapped around the warrior-in-training’s head. The blue-haired catgirl let off a single yawn before collapsing against Kami’s thigh, snoring peacefully.
“Mina? What the…” Alara said, surprised and alarmed at her sister’s unexpected behavior. Drawing out her knife, the warrior girl spun around to face the Wolven suddenly looming over her. Kami felt a brief hope flare in her as the Neko woman faced the massive humanoid, if Alara somehow killed or drove off the Wolven; the whole situation would be exposed. However, if Kami promised not to say anything and…
These hopeful thoughts were thoroughly dashed as Alara’s quick response was rendered mute when a large clawed hand palmed her face and slammed the catgirl down hard against the ground. Kami strained her neck again, unable to see much of what was happening, her view past the twin mounds of her bosom only consisting of the Wolven’s back. She winced as Alara’s dagger went whirling away into the darkness, sent flying by a contemptuous backhand by Reigor. The last of her hopes went with that blade as the sounds of the fight, thuds, growls, and muffled yowls, faded into whimpering mews and a dark chuckling.
“Heh, why pay for one slut when I can have three for no cost at all?” Kami heard the big Wolven say as he started to bind Alara up tightly with leather straps, the young priestess watching him fearfully as he secured the catgirl with practiced speed. After he was done binding and gagging Alara, Reigor then stood up and walked over to Mina to repeat the process on the sleeping girl, making sure not wake her until he was finished. As he did so Kami felt all hope leave here, they were now entirely at the mercy of this monstrous humanoid.
“Stupid whores,” the Wolven continued as he stared directly at the young priestess, his lust filled eyes following the curves of her naked body like a lewd caress, making Kami feel more open and vulnerable than ever before, the feeling of helplessness making her treacherous body ache with new longing. She could feel new moisture forming and dripping between her legs and her body and face blushed with the shame of it, which just made it all that much worse, even as she listened to Reigor’s low growl. “50 Mehrials for you? You’re easily worth ten times that much.”
The young priestess swallowed at the comment, at least it meant she wasn’t going to be killed, still the massive Wolven’s intent of selling her as a slave made her quiver in fear. As she thought of this, trying to control her shaking emotions, the beautiful hybrid watched as Reigor systematically removed all traces of what had occurred here, even going as far as to retrieve Alara’s knife and to straighten out blades of grass. Obviously he was trying to throw off any pursuit once it was discovered that the three girls were missing, which would take at least a day if not more.
After he was done, Reigor moved over to Kami and undid her bindings, making her moan with welcome relief as her bent limbs were allowed to stretch out. The Wolven didn’t let her rest long however, tying the lithe priestess’s wrists and feet together, and then hoisting her across his massive shoulders. Kami on her part was too weak to resist, too much out of hope to do anything but mew a muffled protest as he secured her. The young priestess blinked and gasped as by design or coincidence her open sex was placed right on the furry mass of one shoulder, the muscles shifting and pushing the fur against her labia and clit.
The rest of her freshly tenderized body wasn’t in much better of a situation, the fur of Reigor’s neck and shoulder tickling her skin and aggravating the welts that were forming from the beating she received. From Kami’s neck, to her dangling breasts, her belly and thighs, and yes especially her sex, the moaning half-catgirl suffered. She grasped onto the fur of Reigor’s arm, trying to steady herself, but even so she shifted and slipped a bit here and there, inadvertently stimulating her body in a shameful manner.
With Kami secure, Reigor bent down and picked up Alara and Mina, tucking the sisters under each of his thick arms. He then set off with a quiet, careful stride, apparently doing his best to leave little trace of his passage. This changed when they reached the wood line where the Wolven increased his pace into a ground eating lope, the strength of his large frame easily carrying the burden of the three relatively light catgirls. Kami shuddered and closed her eyes, moaning through the gag as her captor’s motions humped her sex against the fur covered muscle, the fine silver-grey hairs becoming damp with her fluids.
Where were they going? Were they going to be sold as slaves? Would I ever see my village and mother again? Could I even face her? These questions and more burned through Kami’s mind as the Wolven took the young priestess to face her new destiny, one presumably blessed by Baast. But Kami had a lingering doubt, though her faith was true she wondered why a goddess of love and passion, would want her priestess to become a slave in the outer world?
Three days later Kami got her answer…
Author’s Note: I hope that those that have been reading this series so far have been enjoying it. I fully intend on keeping it going as long as possible barring real life complications. Also, another huge thank you to Ehlanna whom I depend entirely on her mastery of the English language, her editing and support are much appreciated.