To his surprise, Rin made it to the village. It had taken almost two hours before he saw the first building, but the sight of construction left him sobbing with relief. He hurried his steps, ignoring the cold biting his toes or the aching nipples rubbing against the inside of the furs.
The village was busy, as any large village was. There were almost six thousand people living in Scoville and a slight young man had a chance of escaping without anyone ever questioning his presence.
Rin hurried across the icy fields that surrounded the Bordeli Forest and pressed his back against the nearest building. Heart pounding, he peered around for a safe spot and started to circle. Maybe if he came from the far side, no one would suspect him as Barratt's fuck toy.
He almost made it halfway around the village when an older woman caught sight of him. “Girl!”
Rin kept going, hoping it wasn't him.
Seconds later, the older woman rushed up and grabbed Rin's shoulder. “Girl, what are you doing out in that!?”
Rin shivered violently from the cold. He brushed his long black curls from his face and hooked it behind his ear. “I-I-I… I was trying…”
The woman frowned and peered closer.
Rin cringed, waiting for his identity to be revealed.
“You aren't from around here, are you?”
“N-N-No, madam.”
She rolled her eyes and gave a large sigh. “You're one of the merchant rats, aren't you?”
Hope blossomed. Rin nodded, hoping to fake his way.
“Your wagons left two bells ago, girl! They left without you!”
Tears froze on Rin's face. “I-I-I, I'm sorry.”
The woman looked down at Rin's body, the frown deepening in her wrinkles. “You were fucking one of the boys here, weren't you? Which bastard did this to you?”
Rin opened his mouth but he couldn't remember the name of Merci's lover. And he didn't think Barratt would be a name to use.
“God's Tit, girl, don't be go fucking without least getting a name. Come on, let's get you warm.” The old woman yanked Rin and pulled her toward a cottage.
Surprise, Rin let herself be dragged along.
“My boy, who better not be the one who abandoned you, will get you back on your wagon. Tarin!” The woman's lungs were impressive and Rin winced at the shrill scream.
“Yah, ma!?”
“Get your horse, you are going after the wagons!”
Unseen, Tarin muttered loudly and something fell.
Inside the cottage, it was warm. The old woman, who finally introduced herself as Granny Rocks, poured soup into a cup and handed it to Rin. While Rin sipped at it, unused to any flavor besides cum, the old woman gathered up a heavy winter skirt and outfit for travel. All the while bitching at Rin about sleeping with strange men.
Two hours later, Granny Rocks guided Rin out.
Tarin stood with a horse outside the door. He was a good-looking man with an easy smile. He glanced at Rin and the smile grew. When his eyes dropped to Rin's tight ass, the smile grew wider.
“Get that smile off your face. She isn't a pussy to play with.”
“Could have fooled—”
Granny Rocks smacked Tarin to silence him. “Get on your horse and…”
Rin's skin crawled as Granny's voice trailed off.
“… it's the beast.”
Trembling, Rin peeked toward the forest. There was no question the dark figure coming out of the woods. Crawling on all fours, it was an inhuman creature with only one thing on his mind, Rin. Even the distance couldn't hide the hanging cock or balls, or the horns on the side of his face. Barratt was out for blood and only one person could sate him.
“Um,” Granny Rocks said, “we better get inside.” She turned and started to push Rin toward the door. “Inside, now.”
Rin wiped the tears from his face. “N-No…”
“Get inside, girl. He's going to rape a pretty thing like you.”
The tears kept coming. Rin set down the bundle of food that Granny had given him and gave her a kiss. “H… He's here for me. I-I ran away.”
Granny's eyes widened. “You're the Jinith boy?” There were tears in her eyes. “Oh, honey.”
To Rin's surprise, Granny pulled him into a tight hug.
Hesitantly, Rin hugged her back. In the corner of her vision, he saw Tarin looking confused.
Granny broke the embrace after a second. “You better be running then. He likes a good hunt and maybe… maybe he won't hurt you too badly.”
“T-Thank you, Granny.”
“Granny?” asked Tarin.
“Shut up,” came the snapped response.
Rin took a deep breath and sprinted toward the outer part of the village. He knew there was no escape, but at least he could use the roads for purchase and maybe get a few more seconds before he was raped. His feet dug into to the mud and along the boardwalk, stumbling on patches of ice as he shoved his way past the light crowds. A wake of curses and yelling followed.
Barratt roared, silencing everyone.
Rin sprinted down the street, not caring who he knocked over. Every movement brought a slickness between his buttocks, the supernatural way his ass lubricated like a pussy. It was his body already preparing for the massive cock. He hated the response, but was also thankful that it would help the agony when he was inventively caught.
Even thought Rin was slight and he bounced more than hit people but he made it past the village square before he felt the ground shaking from Barratt's charge.
He only had a second before Barratt reached him. He screamed.
The impact caught him in the back, throwing him forward with tremendous force. Rin fell to the ground, scraping along ice and snow down the main street.
He rolled over to see a wagon coming toward him.
Barratt landed on the ground next to Rin and slashed with one claw, destroying the wagon in a single swipe. Spinning on his heel, he reached for Rin. “You are mine, fuck hole!”
Rin sobbed as the powerful claws grabbed him by the throat and waist. Barratt's paws easily wrapped around his slender body as the creature lifted him high.
“You do not escape me. You are my price! You are nothing but a hole to fuck!” Each roar pounded against Rin's ears, deafening him.
Around the creature and Rin, the townsfolk raced for the safety of the nearest buildings. The looks of fear and shock burned Rin.
“You are my hole!”
Barratt held Rin by his throat and used the other claw to slash through the clothes on Rin's body. The icy blast of wind rushed to fill the space as Rin was exposed to the cowering villagers. His cock was hard with fear and his pale body almost as white as the snow below them.
“My hole!” roared Barratt. He grabbed Rin by his buttocks, one claw parting his cheeks. “My fucking hole!”
He slammed Rin down toward his cock. Rin had no time to tighten or resist. The thick head punched into his sphincter and ripped it open in a single blast of pain. The thick member thrust deep into his gut, punching against his prostate with crushing forced before plunging deep into his stomach.
Rin's world exploded into pain as he tried to comprehend the brutality of the stroke. His cock tried to orgasm, even though it couldn't, and the echo of pain ripped across his skin as his button tried to respond to the fury of the first thrust.
Barratt yanked him off, ripping the huge head of his cock out of the torn asshole.
“My—”
He slammed Rin back down, plunging half of his cock into the gaping hole. There was little to lubricate the opening and agony tore through Rin. The thrust ended with an electric burst that shot through Rin, tightening every muscle. The electricity poured into his prostate and then exploded out in a wave of agony. His pathetic cock jumped in response, somehow treating the pain and pleasure.
“—fucking—”
Barratt tore Rin off his cock. He didn't even hesitate as he drove down hard. Rin's destroyed sphincter was no longer a resistance as the hundred barbs shredded Rin's insides. The cock plunged deep into Rin's delicate body, driving up against his lungs and forcing the air out of his mouth.
“—hole!”
The roar ended when Barratt yanked Rin off and slammed him back. With a grunt, he did it again and again, each time driving deeper into Rin's body. Each thrust hammered his prostate, crushing it into a pulp, before thrusting deeper into Rin's body than ever before.
Rin couldn't imagine that Barratt had been holding back, but the brutal rape showed him more than he ever wanted to see. Barratt used him as nothing more than a cock sleeve, a literal hole to fuck. Each thrust filled Rin's belly completely, swelling it out.
When the electricity burst came, his cock jumped with an attempted orgasm. The needle pain of the root in his cock was nothing compared to the sensation of being pummeled from the inside. Each thrust sent more electricity tearing through his body; soon he was helplessly shuddering with every thrust as the hairs stood on end. Arcs of power coursing between his limbs, exploding from his ruined button and the electrical rod that raped him.
And then the thrusts were ending with a swollen thud of something huge pressing against Rin's ass. Rin tried to peer through the tears of pain, but he couldn't. His vision refuse to focus past the agony.
More thrusts slammed the solid mass against the ruined sphincter. Rin would have thought that nothing would give friction, but the creature's knot was larger than his head. It was almost as twice as wide and just as thick. And it punched against his body with hard, ceaseless strokes.
Rin cried out, the force of his lungs being driven out by the hammering of his insides. He tried to grab something, anything, but the endless assault of electricity coursing through his body and the brutal tearing of his rectum left him unable to do anything but flail helplessly.
His entire center was focused on the cock impaling him and the two claws that gripped his waist. He couldn't change his future, he couldn't even slow down. His legs dangled around the massive cock that brutalized his body.
The knot slammed harder and faster, punctuated by Barratt's growls. Soon it was tearing Rin's hole even more, forcing deep into the abused ring. It stretched him wider than he thought possible even as the cock somehow punched past his lungs. In a matter of seconds, it was almost impossible to breath, the pressure increased in his chest as the cock punched hard and fast into his organs.
With a sickening tearing sensation, the knot drove past the ring. Barratt tried to yank Rin off, but the ruins of the young man's sphincter kept the knot deep inside him. It yanked him down as the strokes ceased almost immediately and left behind a burning pole of inhuman cock to fill Rin's insides.
The knot ground against the ruins of Rin's prostate. As it swelled, it crushed the tiny organ into a pulp. Every burst of electricity continued to flare along the destroyed nerves, but it was if his entire world had become nothing but a single cluster of agony and, somehow, uncomprehending pleasure.
Barratt released Rin's buttocks and grabbed his chest. Pulling him close, he snarled.
Rin sobbed, his head thrashing as he tried to comprehend the world of agony.
“My—”
Barratt thrust hard, his cock swelling inside Rin.
“—fucking—”
Another short thrust, the shaft still growing. With growing horror, Rin realized that Barratt was about to come inside.
Electricity bolted through his body, powerful enough to light up his insides. It burned the inside of his mouth as every strand of muscle in Rin's body clamped down, grinding itself around the shaft that had destroyed him. He couldn't do anything but tighten, squeezing his entire length into nothing but an infinitely tight cock sleeve for the beast.
“—hole!”
The cock exploded inside him. Hot jets of cum poured into his tortured body, flooding him. His stomach swelled with every thrust, the skin growing tight and shiny as if he was pregnant. Barratt thrust, but the knot kept them pinned together.
As the cum poured into him, Rin realized there was nowhere for it to go. The pressure kept building, swelling his body as it filled its limits. Sparks of needle pain prickled along his swollen guts and the burning raced further into his body, tracing the lines of his organs. The swelling rose from his abdomen into his ribs, pushing up into his chest.
A gasping wail ripped out of Rin's throat as he felt it flood his stomach. Seconds later, a burst of cum ripped out of his throat and spewed out across his chest. More cum came sheeting out, pouring from Rin's mouth and nose in a thick river.
Barratt howled as he jammed deep into Rin. The cock head tore up into his chest. The pressure against his heart, lungs, and ribs increased into white-hot agony. The knot squeezed deeper into him, forcing more cum to fountain out of Rin's mouth.
Pulling back, the creature thrust again, driving his inhumanly long shaft into Rin's stomach.
Rin only had time to gurgle in fear when the jet of cum came shooting up his throat, flooding his mouth and spewing out in all directions. The cock followed after it, piercing his stomach and coming into his throat. The intense pressure followed, an agonizing world where he could not breath and he was pinned on Barratt's shaft from asshole to throat.
With every stroke, electricity shot through his body. His muscles jerked and flailed. He tried to fight it, but the power coursing through his body was too much.
The only part of him that could respond was his cock. The agony of ruined orgasm after orgasm continued to build up beyond what it had ever been before. The pressure of the knock against his insides and the root blocking his opening caused the pressure to build into a searing pain.
He wanted to beg for death or forgiveness, but he couldn't The cock head pummeled his throat from the inside, forcing his head back as it started to work its way into his mouth. Cum poured down around it, soaking into his swollen stomach and sheeting outside of his body. It splattered to the ground in horrific splashes that melted the snow from its heat.
“Mine!” Barratt thrust hard, the cock head gagging Rin from the inside.
“Mine!” He pulled back, giving Rin only the smallest hint of cum-soaked air.
“Mine!” Another thrust, this one slamming out of Rin's throat and dislocating his jaw. The agony of his mouth hanging open was nothing compared to being impaled and used.
“Mine!” Black spots swam across his vision as his lungs ached to expect the cum and replace it with air.
“Mine!” A fountain of cum shot into the air, no longer blocked by Rin's mouth.
“Mine!”
A single shudder and Rin finally came. It felt as if a knife had cut off his cock as he came, his cum forming into flowers and cascading to the ground in the puddles of cum. The soft plops of them lading were barely audible over the pounding of his heart and the rush of Barratt final surges of pleasure.
Rin's entire world had become Barratt's cock sleeve, nothing more than a hot body to wrap around his shaft.
As the black spots grew wider and the rushing in his heads increased, he thanked the gods for finally ending his agony.
Barratt grabbed Rin by the hips once again.
Rin prayed for death to end.
With a single howl, Barratt ripped his entire cock from Rin's body, tearing it out in a single flash of piercing agony.
Rin gurgled as he felt the first breath of air leaking into his lungs. He slumped against the muscular check of the creature who claimed him.
“He is mine!” announced Barratt.
Rin closed his eyes, tears squeezing out. He choked but didn't die. Every centimeter of his body screamed for an end, but he was still hanging on. He lifted his head and cracked open one cum-soaked eyelid.
The villagers were looking at him with expressions of horror and fascination on their faces. None of them were going to rescue him, none of them were going to end his agony.
Barratt pulled Rin's head close to his mouth. “Never run again.”
Rin nodded, the tearing washing away the cum.
The creature turned and headed back to his cave in the woods, where Rin would be healed and the agony would start once more.