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Kali

It's been two days, and two night in the Monster's den. They only speak in their language, even when I get brave enough to ask how the female monster was able to speak English. They act like the don't understand me. 

The larger one, Kirno. Treats me like a child, like a fucking baby, carrying me everywhere, carrying me sometimes in the most absurd ways, over his shoulder, curled up at his side in one arm as I hang over his forearm. At least they weren't hurting me. At least I really only had to deal with one of them. It seemed for some reason the other one had stopped trying to touch me , and anytime he came close I sensed as well as saw the tension roll of the larger one. As if he was protecting me from him. Even though the large one was the one who kept raping me with his fingers and disgusting tongue. Yet, when it was happening, something came over me everytime, my body gave into him, and I know it had to do with some kind of magic or power he had. There was no way I'd enjoy letting a monster touch me without my consent.  It was unreal how much cum spilled from his cock each time he orgasmed. 

I'd learned last night that all he had to do was simply blink and he could clean the mess. Which meant the past few days he'd left me soaked in his cum on purpose. Fucking disgusting beast. 

I'm sitting on his lap at the large table, again, seated like a fucking child. Straddling his one large thigh as I pluck the berries from the plate. I still wouldnt eat the fucking weeds and grass they tried to give me. I wasn't a horse. But the berries, the fruits they brought me, tasted better than anything I'd ever eaten. I ate them gladly on the second day, starving, the large one sending the other out to get me more. 

This morning, I was finally given clothes. Or, something along the lines of clothes. At least I was covered. Barely. 

Whatever the hide was they used, felt like suede, but thinner. It was either dyed or came from an animal I'd never seen because it was a dark royal purple color. It was a simple rectangle piece of fabric, that had a tough string woven into the top corners, that allowed me to tie it at one hip, leaving my one leg bare all the way down. The piece only JUST covered my ass, the fabric would be warm if it werent for the breeze constantly blowing through the side and up my "skirt".  The top, was essentially the same thing, except it had holes made up and down each end of the piece of fabric, the larger one showing me, with grunts and pointed black nails how I was expected to weave the tough string through the holes, Like a shoelace in a shoe or a corset.  When I'd attempted going for modesty and tying it at the back he grunted and snatched the fabric shaking his head at me and I'd sighed.  He'd turned it around and laced it up the front. The piece of fabric wasnt wide enough to wrap all the way around, and there was no way I could tie the laces tight enough to bring each side together to cover my breasts.  So I was stuck looking a monsters whore with the entire front of my chest out, pressed against the strong string that laced up the front, my tits pressed into the suede like material, it only just pulled closed enough to cover my nipples, the rest of my inner breasts pressed tight and snug. He gave a satisfied nod once he'd completed it. 

He'd braided my hair, which needed to be washed. He hadn't bathed me at all since the first day, I dont care how clean his magic got me. I was human, I still needed to fucking bathe, and shave. My legs were prickly, I hated it. So was my pubic area, but I was less concerned about that, and I had a feeling the large one enjoyed it, his fingers would pet me there as his magic held me down at night in bed. He would simply stroke the stubble growing in, his large monster cock against my side hard and throbbing against my body as he touched me. 

This morning he braided my hair in two long braids the were braided to sit behind my shoulders and were close to my head all the way down to my nape and then fell down my back. 

As I sit on his lap at the table, plucking another berry from the giant bowl in front of me, i lean forward, my bare pussy against his thigh. I was growing used to the contact of his skin. I had no choice honestly. When my ass peeks out of the bottom of the skirt when I lean forward, reaching for a further berry , the bright red ones were the best, and it was the last one in the bowl. The large one grunts and tugs down on the back of the skirt. 

"Maybe you should consider not dressing me like a whore then." I say more to myself than to them, because I still wasn't sure if they understood me. The female monster had understood me. But was she a special kind of monster? These two hadnt spoken a lick of my language, other than the large one repeating my name to me. 

I'd gathered as much that large ones name was Kirno. The others Dravin. But i prefered calling them the large one and "the other" because using their names meant humanizing them. And that was the first mistake. That was the first thing that would put my ass in stockholm syndrome territory, I would NOT forgive these bastards for stealing me from my home. 

The large one gives something sounding similar to a laugh at my remark and I look over my shoulder, his creepy green eyes looking at me with a smug little smile on his face. 

"Bastard." I say to him, testing him, to see if he reacts. 

"Stupid fuck." I say and his eyes narrow slightly and I think he understands me perfectly. 

"Disgusting fucking monster." I say, letting the hate lace it's way into my tone and he growls , the rumbling vibrating through him and big mistake. the other jumps up too and I scream as the large one pushes me forward and over the table, and I'm gasping the second his tongue slaps my ass. 

"No!" I scream and it's no use, he holds my top half down as his tongue licks me clit to asshole and plunges his tongue into my pussy. 

"STOP IT!" I yell at him, and he doesnt use his magic this time to sedate me, to make me enjoy it. He's punishing me. 

"No!" I scream as my nails dig into the table as I try to thrash, his magic holding me there as his fingernails retract and one of his fingers goes down and into my pussy. 

"Fuck you!" I scream. 

His finger slips in and out, twisting and turning as he fucks me with it, fingering me and his tongue slipping all over my clit and then back around to my ass as his brother stands there growling, his nails sharp and digging into the table as he inahles deeply, again and again. 

"Let me go!" I try to kick my body doing absolutely nothing and I start to cry, angrily. 

"I fucking hate you!" I scream. 

He wasnt rough, he wasnt hurting me, just severely fucking violating me. Apparently consent wasn't a thing here. Why would it be? They didnt need it when they could make me do whatever they wanted. That might be even worse. Him using his magic, taking away my choice to even try to argue him off of me. 

"No!" I scream again his finger works against the spot inside of me, no magic needed to make my body respond. My walls clench around him. 

"Stop it!" I cry in frustration, my toes would be curling if they could move. 

HE groans in his language his tongue flicking wildly at my clit and I whimper in frustration because fuck him. Fuck both of them. But mainly fuck the big mother fucker taking advantage of me, of making my body so still that I have no choice other than to take the tongue lashings on my clit that have my pussy pulsing around his finger. He says something to the other who then groans in response.  Both of them inhale and groan loudly, almost a roar and I cry. Not because I'm scared, but because what hes doing to me. It feels so fucking good. I hate it, I hate the way my clit is throbbing and my body is orgasming. I hate the way he loosens his magic on me and my body does nothing other than lay there, my nails scratching at the table as my ass pushes up as his finger curls inside of me. 

Both of them are roaring again and inhaling so deeply before Im flipped over like a rag doll and spread wide and I watch the large one turn his head and I scream. He fucking bites me! His teeth sinking into my thigh as he draws on my blood, taking it out of me as he fingers me and rubs my clit. The pain of the bite is somehow soothed even though his teeth are still pinching at my skin, sucking at the wounds. 

He groans something and then I scream as the other one leans over me, and his mouth unhinges as his sharp fingernail slices the string laced up the middle of my top, and it falls open, my breasts heaving and my eyes go wide as he takes my entire breast into his mouth and I yelp at the pinch of his teeth as he bites me too. I feel his tongue lashing at my nipple as he sucks on the marks his teeth have left and my eyes flutter as I somehow fucking orgasm. 

Both of them growling into my skin as pleasure floods my body, it doesn't stop. The large ones finger and thumb working me, taking more and more. Both of them biting into me again making me scream and the roar against skin, the sound of it so loud and deafening as my body trembles and shakes, as if their teeth are also drawing the orgasm from me, as if the harder they suck my blood, the more I cum. 

The wounds they make arent large, and the blood doesnt flow like a faucet, so it's a slow going bleed, that they just dont stop, they continue as I cum violently, each wave of my pleasure seems to bring them their own. 

The large one growls something to the other, both of them stopping and watching as I convulse. I feel the large ones hands stroke my body, his hands moving all over as he licks at my pulsing cunt with his tongue and I shake embarassingly, unable to stop it, as if his touch alone keeps me cumming. It's awful, I fucking hate it. I want it to stop, I dont want him making me feel like this. Like I could spend everyday letting them feast on me if it meant the pleasure wrecking my body came with it. 

The large ones hands grab my breasts in his large hands, circling his thumb and pointer around them, squeezing them as he sucks my clit and I buck my hips and his eyes are so fucking red as I look at him. 

I gasp, my mouth falling open. I have nothing to say, I don't want to yell no. Or stop. And I can tell it's not his magic this time making me want it. It's my own traitorous body. 

"Kali" he groans and I whimper. He usually calls me Perditina, but he hums my name against my clit and sucks it so good that I cry his name back to him. 

"Kirno" I say, his mouth pausing as I growl comes from him, his nostrils flaring, those red eyes glowing bright as he snatches me up off the table, leaving me gasping. 

The other one yells something and the large one carries me in the ridiculous hold of being at his side, curled into his one arm, dangling over his forearm like a doll. 

"I..I'm sorry" I say not sure of what I did. Was that NOT his name? Did I say something else to make him angry?

The wooden door to his room slams behind him and then I'm swung around him and my "Skirt" ripped from my body, naked as he lifts me up so my legs dangle over his shoulder as he holds me easily, his hands my fucking seat as he brings his mouth to my pussy again and I gasp. 

"Oh, oh god" I whimper as my hips automatically react, grinding against this montsers mouth, and I suck air through my teeth as I feel his tongue split, one end fucking my center, the other end lashing my clit. 

I startle as two large horns slowly grow from his head, growing larger and thicker until they're grown fully I assume, and he takes one of this hands, the other still holding me so effortlessly as he makes me writhe, and he puts my hand to his horn. Making my hand closes around it as he groans. 

I bite my lip and grip his horn, the hard almost stone like horns, with ridges seeming like scales and I grab his other. His hands both back on my ass as I hold onto his horns. I wince , because I hate how good it feels, I hate the I was becoming exactly what he wanted me to be. A monsters whore. His whore. I was sitting here, only fucking my third day in the Mmonsters fucking Den, and I was riding the face of the one who has been molesting me since he found me. I was too fucking wet, too horny, and god, was it the fucking berries? Why was I like this? Was it the water I drank? 

"Kirno" I moan his name again as I buck against his mouth and he growls, the vibrations of his deep fucking growls making me cum again. I hold onto his horns and he groans as I flood his mouth. 

This shit had to be the fucking berries and the water. I was cumming so much, flooding his mouth, squirting into his fucking mouth like a fucking dam bursting, and I had no idea where it was coming from. I hear a fucking roar from outside the room, but Kirno doesnt stop. It sounds like Dravin and I wonder if he can feel what's happening somehow, if they are connected, if he can sense the absolute wonder and fucking bliss of my stupid fucking mindless pussy as it cums for it's keeper. 

I'm a trembling fucking quivering mess when he finally lets up, when he lowers me and cradles me in his arms , and sets me on the bed. He says something, probably stay, or some other demand, and I just nod and let my body collapse into the soft blankets, and pass out.