Aeron Avelyar (Fantasy Creatures)

From Create Your Own Story

You read his name aloud. You've heard of him, but never met him. You know of him as being a horribly dishonourable man, a notorious cheat who was kicked from the Knight's Order for heresy. The details of the heresy trail are unknown to the public, but seeing his name on your receipt gives you reason to believe he was caught with another man. It isn't your place to judge a man's desires, though; it's your job to sate them. If he's your client, you'll happily be his mistress. You hear a strong knock at your door.

"It's open!" you call out.

The door swings open. The man standing in your doorway is a colossus of a man. Had his teen not been in his mouth and his skin not fair, you would've believed him to be an orc. He's wearing a brown coat, and thick trousers. His hair is long, rugged and dirty-blond, slightly curled.

"You're the half-elf whore?" he asks, and grunts, closing and locking the door behind him. "They told me what you like. You dress as a woman and let men fuck you. That turns you on, does it?"

"It does," you reply. "Time's wasting."

"Then show me your cock, girl."

He demands it of you. It's not a question, not a suggestion. The flavour of his words is dominance, and you're happy to be dominated. You do as he says, lifting the frilly skirt of your dress up. The former knight smiles at what he sees. Your girl-cock is half-mast, flopping slightly and appearing about five and a half inches long.

"Quite big for such a sweet girl," he says.

"I aim to please," you reply.

Aeron grabs his belt buckle. "Shall I show you mine?"

You give him a nod. He unbuckles his belt, dropping the thing to the floor, then undoes his trouser button. He pulls out what he had hidden. A monstrous thing is set before your eyes. Befitting an orc-sized man, suppose, his cock is just as huge. It's easily eight inches long, and boasts a girth thicker than any cock ever laid before you. It's a true work of art. Your own cock twinges as you look at it. You need it in you.

"Shall we get to it?" you ask.

"A request first," Aeron replies. "I don't want to fuck any half-elf girl. I want to fuck my half-elf girl. I have a daughter in the city, a half-elf same as you. You're going to be her while I fuck you. You're going to be my little girl."

You can't help but think how fucked up his request is. But, it isn't your job to judge. If the man wants you to roleplay as his little girl, you'll do just that.

"Of course, daddy," you reply. "Whatever you want."

Aeron smiles. He approaches you, and takes you by the hips. His face comes to yours. You can taste his last meal on his breath.

"I always wanted to fuck you, Freoa," he whispers. "Ever since I first saw you on your fourteenth. Now, you can't escape me. I'm going to fuck you, and you can't stop me."

"Please don't..." you whimper. "This is wrong. You're my—"

He slaps you across you cheek, then pushes you into your bed. His trouser come down and are gone, and he's climbing atop you.

"I am your father, yeah," he says. "And you'll do as daddy says."

His hands throw your legs up, and then he uses his left arm to pin them to your chest, your cock and anus offered up for him. You feel his thumbs on your boy-pussy. They push into you, and pry open your malleable hole.

"Daddy..." you murmur.

"I'm going to fuck you raw," Aeron says. "Does that scare you, girl? I'm going to take your virginity."

This guy clearly has some sort of a rape fantasy. You decide to play into it.

"Please, daddy, no!" you cry out.

You suddenly find your voice taken, as Aeron suddenly pushes into you with his massive meat. Being filled by a cock so big sends a sharp shiver down your spine. In just one movement, he manages to spear you with all eight inches of his cock. You already want to cum, but you've become a master at suppressing your orgasms. His cock staying tightly in your pussy, he moves on top you, pressing your legs above your head. He kisses you, and begins moving his hips, thrusting into and out of you slowly. His hands grace your pointed ears, then go into your hair, running through it. He seems gentler than his words portrayed. You're almost disappointed, having expected some rougher fucking. You break the kiss, then bring your lips to Aeron's ear.

"Harder, daddy..." you whisper. "Rape me."

Aeron sits up. He grabs your legs, and looks you in the eyes. He smiles.

"You'll regret that," he says.

He tingle with anticipation, and a little fear. You asked for this, though. You want this, even. You feel his cock slide out of you, going all the way out to the head. Aeron flashes you an evil smile, then slams into you. His meat rips through you, the feeling so intense that even your bones go numb. You try your hardest to hold in your orgasm. A dribble of precum spills from your member, dripping onto your stomach. You feel him pulling back again. You're not sure you can take a third hit. You can't cum before your client, though. You dig your fingers into your bed to brace yourself. His third blast into you sends a shockwave through your body. A second dribble of precum leaks onto your stomach. He pulls back again.

"No, please!" you cry, unsure you'll be able to maintain yourself once more.

"No mercy."

He stabs into you at full force. He slaps against your rear, plunging deep inside you. You shake and try to hold yourself together. More precum dribbles from you. You buck your hips a little, nearly blowing your load. But you hold it yet.

This is not yet finished. Sorry about that.