9.5ft full of scars, A Yautja fantasy story

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A metallic taste filled her mouth, as Iris slowly regained consciousness. The entire right side of her face felt sore and swollen, as did her nose. It took her a few seconds to remember what had happened.

Liu'an had come in and knocked her out cold before she could even scream.

Still a little groggy from the blow to her face, Iris felt the muscles in her shoulders burn and tried to lower her arms, when she realized she couldn't. With a shock, she became aware of the position in which she lay.

Her body was lying over the side of the bed, on her stomach with her hips dangling over the edge. Because the bed was about three feet high, her feet could touched the floor, her arms were outstretched in front of her, wrists skilfully tied to the bed with strips of coloured cloth.

The fabric looked familiar to her, and she suddenly realized it was the fabric of the dress she was wearing, with that awareness came the realization that she was completely naked and fear filled her stomach. Iris wanted to scream for help, but a gag in her mouth prevented it.

In a panic, she tried to wriggle free, but to her horror, the knots only tightened on her wrists.

All of a sudden, someone yanked her head backward roughly by her hair, making her aware of the person sitting next to her on the bed.

With wide, startled eyes, Iris looked at a completely naked Liu'an and tears of fear filled her eyes at the devilish grin on his lips.

"Good, you're awake..., then we can finally get started..."

Liu'an lowered his head to her neck and began to lick it gently, pushing his body against her side, Iris winced involuntarily. All of a sudden a pain flared up from the crook of her neck, he had bitten her..., only to start licking her skin all over again.

Licking and biting the same spots, over and over again until even his breath hurt the skin were he was biting her.

After a while Liu'an stopped and he lifted his head to take a good look at the bite marks he left on her neck, he lowerd his head and involuntairely Iris flinched, afraid he would bite her sore skin again, but he just kissed it very lightly pulling his head back once more.

Liu'an placed both of his hand on either side of her torso and slid himself across her body until he lay on top of her with his full weight, with his knees he forced her legs apart.

Iris started to panic and tried to get away from him, but to no avail, the only thing she accomplished was a growing pressure on her lower back and the sound of him grinning.

"Don't stop puppet, please don't stop... Your ass feels so nice when you wiggle it..."

Immediately Iris stopped her movements and tried to stay as still as possible, when all of a sudden his weight was lifted from her body as he stood up between her legs, his manhood lying hard and heavy on her bottom, was the only thing that remained on top of her.

His hands gripped the sides of her chest and she felt him press his nails into her skin. Slowly, his hands moved from her upper body to her back, down to her buttocks, leaving red bright marks were his fingernails scrapped her skin.

He pushed himself up from her ass, both hands firmly placed on her buttocks and before Iris could wonder what he had in store, she felt his hand land hard on her left buttock, followed immediately by a hard blow to her right, Iris. screamed out from behind the gag in her mouth.

"Look at that ass wiggle..." Liu'an's voice was strained.

"...it begs to be taken..."

A hard blow to her bottom followed, blow after blow followed and after a few minutes her bottom felt blue and raw.

Liu'an stopped and again taking his time to enjoy his handy work.

Tears of pain and fear streamed down her cheeks and Iris trembled like a leaf, the knots around her wrist were now deep imbedded in her skin from all the pulling she'd done to get away, while he was slapping her ass ferociously.

With both of his big hands he grabbed her hips, sliding his fingers down until the reached her groin and he dug his nails deep into her skin drawing blood.

As his sharp claws pierced her skin, he lifted her up and pulled her legs apart and position himself between them, his manhood was now pressing against her bum.

"Lucky for me, Kyr'nac already opened you up a little..." He giggled like a girl when he heard her stifled sobs and saw her shake her head frantically.

"Ohhh, not that little ass of yours? To bad..."

Although her mouth was gagged, Iris cried out in the horrible pain that followed.

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Kyr'nac arrived at the brothel a couple of minutes before Iris's shift was due to start and seated himself at the bar. As he was sitting there watching the customers getting themselves comfortable with the employees, a white haired figure on the other side of the room, caught his attention. But before he got a good look at the person he or she was gone.

The hairs on his arms stood up and he turned back to the bartender.

"Where's Ripley?"

The male paused his work to look around.

"...Now you mention it..., I haven't seen her for quite a while..."

The fear gripped his heart and he felt as if his throat was being squeezed.

No, no…

Kyr'nac turned around and looked in the direction he'd just seen the white-haired figure come from, a chill ran down his spine.

He got up instantly and with great passes he stormed in the direction were he’d seen the white-haired one, leaving a flabbergasted bartender behind.

Behind him he heard someone calling out to him, but what was said or by whom, he didn’t care and strode on. Kyr’nac had no idea where he headed too, until a faint iron smell reached him... blood...

The blood in his veins clothed, but as he turned toward the scent, his arm was grabbed by a great claw of one of the security Orcs.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the man by the throat and threw him off like a bag of garbage and strode on in the direction from which the faint scent was coming.

Meanwhile more guards had rushed over to stop Kyr'nac, just as he reached the room where the smell was strongest.

Before Kyr'nac could open the door, he was grabbed by four men and pulled away from the room.

Kyr'nac howled in anger and frustration.

"Let him go!" Orgrim barked, he'd rushed over to see what all the commotion was all about, seeing his colleagues trying to stop the enraged hybrid.

"What in the gods name are you doing, Scars?!" The orc yelled.

"Blood..." was all Kyr'nac could utter with an Orc's thick arm wrapped around his neck.

Blood? Orgrim frowned and inhaled deep. Fuck..., now he smelled it too and his heart skipped a beat when he looked at the door. This was the room of the little human female, Iris...

As quickly as possible tried to open the door, locked…, but before he could make another move, Orgrim was pushed to the side by an enraged Scars. The giant had fought off the other Orc's, and was now forcing his way through the door with his full weight.

The moment the door gave way, the smell of blood hit him heavily and right in front of him lay Iris, ...naked and bleeding like a broken doll in the middle of the bed.

Kyr'nac's heart stopped beating, ...was she...?

A faint beating sound caught his attention, and with two big strides he stood next to the bed.

She was alive but barely.

Her body was covered in blood, all over her skin were cuts, bruises and bite marks and her face was beaten to a pulp.

As carefully as possible, Kyr'nac lifted her little body up in his massive arms and turned around to walk away, when one of the Orc's, with a blooded face from the headbutt Kyr'nac had given him, stopped him.

"And where do you think you're going with her?" The Orc spat.

Before Kyr'nac had the chance to react, the guy was pulled away and thrown to the side by an infuriated Orgrim.

"Go...!" He barked at the hybrid. "I'll take care of this."

As fast as he could, he made his way through the brothel until he reached the entrance. Walking up to the door, three Orcs and a small fat female, came out of nowhere and were now blocking his way.

Kyr’nac stopped in front of the woman and looked down at her with a seething look.

"The next time she’ll be dead if he gets his hands on her..." If he had to, he'd fight to the death for the little woman in his arms.

"Who...?" The woman asked with a cold and stoic face.

"Liu'an..."

She just nodded, turned and ordered her men to move aside.

"Four churn, she's yours..." A rage flared up inside him, but instead of saying anything, Kyr'nac gently pulled Iris tighter against his chest and released her legs, so he could reach into his pocket with his free hand.

He took out a small bag and handed it to the woman.

"There are eight platanium rand in this, that should be more than enough..." and without a word he grabbed Iris with both arms again and rushed out of the brothel, getting to a medic as quickly as possible.