The forest took on a much different feel at night. Instead of the bright grasses and flowers, everyone was cast in blue light with sharp shadows. Even the sounds were different with the buzz of insects replaced with the scuff of nocturnal creatures hunting or the squeals of their prey.
Rin continued forward, heart beating faster. He didn't know where he was going, but sooner or later, Barratt would find him. Somehow, he knew that the man was aware of everything that entered the forest, including Rin earlier that day.
He shivered as he followed a trail. The ground was still warm from the summer sun and the packed earth felt good against his bare soles. The branches brushed against him, each touch almost like a brand to his pale skin.
After what felt like hours of wandering, he came up to the stream where he had dropped his flowers. The brilliant purple glowed in the light, a few petals hanging in the water but otherwise it was a carpet of brilliance in an otherwise dark woods.
Heart still beating fast, Rin stepped over the stream and knelt down. After a second, he remembered what Barratt said and slowly raised his hips until his legs were straight and his tight, round ass stuck high in the air. He could almost imagine Barratt's eyes when he caught sight of his tiny asshole and cock in the air.
When the rough words didn't interrupt him, Rin started to pick up the flowers earnestly, gathering them up in the leather bundle. A few of them were still cold and he could pretend he had never entered the forest if he returned them to their place.
He stood up and turned around to continue along the trail. But, when he tried to lift his foot, something pinned his ankle to the ground. Stumbling, he caught himself but the leather bundle of flowers slipped out of his grip and cascaded to the ground.
His heart beat faster and he tried to move his other foot, but it also refused to move. At first, he thought he had stood in thick muck but then a tickle along his naked thigh gave him the impression something was crawling up his legs. With a gasp, he yanked at his foot and lost his balance.
With an inarticulate shriek, he fell back into the stream, the warm water splashing as his naked ass struck the soft bottom. He planted his hands to catch himself, but only succeeded in drenching his body in water.
Frantic, he peered down at his legs. Something dark had coiled around his ankles. As he watched, ripples moved underneath the flowers. The moon-lit purple rose like a wave as something traveled beneath.
Pressure pulled his ankles apart. Rin bore down, trying to keep them apart. For a second, he succeeded but then the dark coils ratcheted his legs apart, spreading them slowly with jerks.
With his cock exposed to the warm water, Rin whimpered and pawed at the ground. He grabbed a root in the water for balance and pushed up.
The root twisted violently before wrapping around his wrist. He screamed louder and tried to yank his hand. With desperate strength, he managed to pull it clear out of the water to see that it was actually a root holding him before it yanked his wrist back down in the water, pinning him.
The roots around his ankles continued to pry his legs apart, moving despite all the effort Rin strained to keep them together. The nerves in his hips screamed out as he was pulled almost into a split and then pinned to the ground with a yank.
“So, the little fuck hole comes back,” came a low, deep growl. It almost sounded like Barratt, but the tone was lower and rumbling, threatening more than Rin could ever thought the man could do.
Darkness welled out of the nearby trees. The figure was low to the ground, crawling on all fours like a bear. Rin gasped as it came closer. Before it entered the moonlight, it turned and began to circle him. With every step, he felt the ground shake and the water ripple around him.
Fear clenched Rin's bowels as he turned his head to watch the creature. One step brought it closer to the light and two glittering blue eyes shone out from the darkness.
Rin gulped. “B-Barratt?”
“Is the cum bucket coming back to hurt me again?”
“No—”
“No,” he growled as he came closer, the moonlight shining around his wide body as he started for the light. “The cum bucket is here to get fucked.”
Rin shivered and his cock grew harder at the thought.
Barratt's head came into the light. Rin let out a yelp at the sight of horns rising from both sides of his eyes or the more pronounced wolf-shaped head. The man was no longer human but something bestial and demonic. A low growl beat against Rin as Barratt stepped further into the light, crawling on all fours but with long claws and sharper fangs.
The fantasies in Rin's head disappeared in a flash. He whimpered as he yanked at the roots pinning him down in place, the desire to find Barratt as a lover instantly gone with a primal urge to run away screaming.
“Fuck hole is playing the game again,” said Barratt. “Come and tease, run and fight. Hit me with ice and scream.”
Rin whimpered and yanked harder, but the coils of root refused to let him go.
Barratt continued forward, shaking the ground as he crushed the glowing purple flowers. The smell of him washed over Rin, primal and masculine. It was the scent of a naked man already hard with excitement and the musk of a creature.
Rin's body grew hotter, his tiny cock standing up, even as he thrashed in his roots. “Please, let me go.”
“So you can hurt me?”
“No! I want to go home?”
“You came to me, fuck hole. I smelled you in the woods, the sweet smell of prey ready to be caught.” He stopped less than a meter away and leaned forward, the heat of his breath smacking against Rin.
Rin sobbed as he yanked at his roots, desperate to avoid looking at the creature near him. When hot splashes of drool landed on his bare chest, he jumped and cried out, clawing at the roots helplessly.
“I know your smell.”
Rin froze.
“You tried to mark me. Came on my chest.”
An image of Rin's first orgasm drifted in his mind.
“I am no bitch to no man.”
Trembling, Rin slowly turned his head toward Barratt. The killing jaw was only centimeters away and the eyes burned with an intense light. Looking into them, Rin knew that Barratt would kill him in an instant. “I-I'm sorry. I… I didn't mean—”
“Only pussies apologize. Alphas make sure,” growled the creature.
The roots around his wrist suddenly yanked up. Rin's arm followed, wrenching at an unnatural angle until he could twist his body to relief the pressure. The root rocketed up, yanking him completely off the ground and into Barratt's face.
When the creature opened his mouth with Rin's cock aimed right for it, Rin let out a high-pitched scream. His slender body twisted violently as he tried to push away at the muzzle but the root holding his other wrist up kept him millimeters away from brushing the short, dark hair that covered Barratt's face.
A coil of roots shot out from the darkness, catching Rin's free elbow. He tried to yank it free but it looped around his other arm and pulled tight. His shoulders screamed out in agony as he was forced to arch his back forward to avoid dislocating it. The other root coiled around his wrist, binding him tightly together and dangling in front of the dangerous creature.
His cock, tiny but hard despite his fear, hung centimeters from Barratt's nose. The hot breath almost burned it and he shuddered with fear. “I-I'm…”
Barratt growled and then swept up. Rin had time to see one long finger shooting up between his legs and then suddenly it was spearing his buttocks.
Unlike the first time Barratt penetrated him, there was no effort to be slow or gentle. One moment, his sphincter was tightly clenched, the next it had a thick digit buried to the third knuckle inside it. Only a thin sheet of lubrication, from the moisture between his legs, eased the intrusion.
The suddenness of being impaled stilled him as he gaped helplessly, trying to comprehend the pain of being speared and the uncomfortable sensation of his tightly hole being pried open.
Barratt yanked his finger out, scraping against Rin's insides. The tip found the nub of pleasure and pain inside Rin and pressed against it. Rin's helpless body responded with a tightening of muscles and his little cock jerking.
Rin gasped for breath, trying to scream out as his only response.
The creature rammed his finger back in, punching it deep into Rin's bowels. His sphincter screamed out in agony and he managed to get a low wail before Barratt yanked it free and jammed it back inside.
Barratt assaulted his ass with one finger, punching up until Rin's entire body shook. He then yanked it out. Hot liquid dribbled down Rin's inner thighs, the brutal thrusting made it impossible to identify if it was Rin's natural lubrication or something else; there was far more of it than had ever slicked his finger before. He jerked and writhed in the root's bounds, but couldn't escape the assault.
His cock responded by getting harder and stiffer, sticking out its full centimeter length as clear liquid formed at the blunt end. The smell of Rin's excitement, a delicate perfume compared to Barratt's musk, teased Rin's senses despite his screaming.
“Fuck hole wants to mark me again?” Barratt slammed two thick fingers into Rin's asshole, tearing it further open as he buried to his fist. The punch at the end ended with the fingers jamming against the delicate nerves inside. The impact sent a secondary wave of pain and pleasure tearing through his body.
Rin writhed helplessly, screaming out as his body responded to the thrust.
“The cum bucket will not mark!” The thrusting grew faster and more violently, driving deep into Rin's tortured ass with hard, brutal strokes. Each one seemed to tear him open further and thrust deeper into his bowels.
Rin's throat gave out for a second, cracking from his screams. He couldn't escape, but that didn't prevent him from twisting his wrists and arms, yanking on his ankles, and even babbling for forgiveness as Barratt assaulted his ass with two brutal fingers.
There was a brief pause as Barratt yanked his hand down.
Knowing something horrible was about to happen, Rin let out a long wail in anticipation.
Four clawed fingers punched into his ass and drove deep, deeper than anything Rin had felt before. It tore his sphincter, ripped it in half as Barratt buried himself clear to his thumb before yanking it out.
Rin's cock spasmed, somehow responding to the assault and pressure against his tortured asshole. It oozed cum, the liquid forced out by the impact against his insides.
“No!” snarled Barratt. The creature swept down and tore up a huge handful of purple flowers, grass, and even part of the stream. With a surge of power, he brought his claw down and punched Rin in the cock.
White-hot pain exploded along Rin's nerves, all radiating from his cock. he let out a scream that tore his throat and spasmed. Every muscle in his body tightened until they almost ripped.
When he came too, Barratt was still thrusting four fingers into his ass. Each impact spread his tight, rounded buttocks apart as he felt the rough, hot fingers drive deep inside his rectum. The pressure throbbed against his cock, inflaming the heat and agony. It felt like Rin's first orgasm, a rush of pleasure mixed with pain. Once again, it came not from his balls or shaft, but from the impacts inside his ass.
With every thrust, Rin's orgasm rapidly reached for a crest. He felt his entire body tensing, ready to explode in a single wash of pleasure that would erase the agony his entire cock. When it finally crested, Rin let out a sob of relief.
But instead of spreading across his body in a heat of pleasure, his cock exploded into more pain. It felt his like cum was blocked, prevented from escaping. The pressure built inside his cock cock, swelling it until he was screaming with the need for release.
Barratt never stopped punching his fingers into his ass, thrusting hard and fast.
Rin's rectum spasmed again, an orgasm about to fire, but the pressure continued to build in his cock, swelling into agonizing pressure as something prevented him from reaching the crest of pleasure.
Entire body shaking from Barratt's thrusts, Rin looked his pale, sweat-glistening body. His cock glowed with purple, but the light came from the inside of his tiny shaft. Something, it looked like flowers, had been rammed down his piss hole. He could feel the tendrils spread out inside his abdomen, blocking the orgasm from coming but also preventing it from being releasing.
Sobbing, he cried out. “Please! Please let me!”
Barratt rammed his four claws into Rin's asshole, stretching it obscenely and picking him up a few centimeters. “Pussies don't mark, they come when I say so!”
“P… Please let me come then!”
Barratt snarled and yanked his hand out. There was a crack of knuckles.
“Oh gods, no, no—!”
Rin's scream ended when Barratt punched his entire fist into Rin's gasping asshole. The thick hand, larger than Rin's thigh, met only a bit of resistance from Rin's abused sphincter, but then a wet ripping noise rocketed through Rin's senses and the fist plunged deep inside.
Rin tried to scream out, but the pressure drove the air out of his lungs and it came out as a strangled whimper.
The roots tightened as Barratt yanked his fist out.
Rin's cock jumped with the threat of an orgasm, the pressure building into needle-hot agony.
Barratt slammed his fist home again, entering Rin's body with a slurp. It scraped against raw, bloodied nerves and Rin's body jerked violently from the impact against his inner orgasm. The air was driven out of his lips again and he unwillingly wailed.
The fist punched against his insides, the bundle of nerves giving under pressure. It felt like he was being crushed and a second wave of agony radiated from the delicate point inside his body.
Rin cried out at the sight of his belly swelling with Barratt's fist and then sucking in as the creature yanked out. He couldn't tense his asshole anymore, he couldn't resist as Barratt drove him again and again, punching with brutal strokes that somehow only inflamed his cock into trying to orgasm again and again.
“Let me cum! Please, please—” gasp “—please-please!?”
Barratt drove hard and deep, his entire fist punching deep inside Rin and filling him until his stomach bulged with the pressure. Agony and pleasure rocked his body. Instead of yanking out, he froze.
Rin shuddered, trying to wrap his mind around the sensation of being filled so completely.
With a growl, Barratt twisted his arm once inside Rin's asshole, twisting everything violently around. The rough knuckles drove against the bundle of nerves, his sensitive button, and his body jerked from the fresh wave of agony and ecstasy that tore through him.
Rin's cock shuddered as he tried to come, but the pressure built. It was agonizing, like having a porcupine buried inside his cock. Tiny sharp pains filled his body and he shuddered helplessly.
Barratt twisted his wrist and fist again. The impacts crushed his prostate and Rin's body jerked helplessly.
Another failed orgasm.
More sharp needles of pressure.
Another twist.
Another failed orgasm.
With a growl, Barratt twisted hard and violently. There was a wet ripping sensation inside him but it only set off another orgasm. This one continued to build, pumping hard against the blocked cock until Rin thought his belly would explode. The pressure broke something inside and the thousand white-hot needles tore up his length, forcing its way around whatever blocked his opening.
Rin could feel every agonizing nanometer of his cum forcing its way along his length. Even with only a centimeter long hardness, he felt years of agony being raked across his sensations.
When it finally reached the end, it didn't splatter or shoot. Instead, a white flower with purple tips burst open at the end of his cock and stretch out. Every surge of agonizing cum caused the petals to growl and expand, blossoming into brilliance.
Rin helplessly jerked on the fist buried inside him, trying to thrust as he came helplessly into the flower. His entire world was focused on his agonizing orgasm. When the last surge forced its way out, he let out a sob of relief.
The flower glowed brilliantly as it fell off his shaft, splashing on the water below and drifting away.
Barratt yanked his fist from Rin's destroyed asshole and stood up on his back feet. His arm was soaked almost halfway to his elbow and dripped loudly.
Rin gasped for breath, every muscle limp. His eyes caught sight of Barratt's shaft hanging between his legs. It was huge, almost two thirds of a meter long with thick ridges and barbs sticking out. Tiny crackles of electricity ran from barb to barb, the sparks were small but occasionally flashed brighter. It throbbed with the creature's need.
It was longer than Barratt from before. The human version had a huge cock, but it was one that Rin knew could somehow fit. The inhuman shaft before him was too long, it would reach from Rin's abused hole past his throat. It couldn't possibly fill him completely, but a part of him dreaded with the knowledge that Barratt would, sooner or later, drive balls deep into his body.
Barratt snarled and the roots uncoiled, unceremoniously dropping Rin into the stream. He splashed loudly and slumped down, afraid to feel the damage the creature had done to his ass. Under his breath, he prayed to the gods that he would die from his injuries.
But the gods weren't listening to him.
The alpha grabbed Rin by his dark curled hair and walked away, dragging the helpless young man behind him. The formerly warm grass was cold and damp down, scraping at Rin's skin.
Rin didn't know where Barratt was taking him, he only wished he didn't survive the journey.