The Demon

“Ghah!” she cried out, awakened because of some dream. A dream of terror. She rolled the back of her head against a gritty surface, what the hell was this? The woman opened her blue eyes a little more. This wasn’t…her room? Her room didn’t have stone for pillows…or even mattresses for that matter. She felt sore, like her limbs had been pulled at somewhat, she reached the clutch her head when she heard the clanking first somehow. Her left arm, a metal cuff bound to a chain embedded into the stone she lay on. “What?!”

She opened her eyes more, senses slowly returning to her as she realized just how dark it was.  The darkness nullified by her just awoken eyes but still she found she was not in an ideal environment to be seeing. The air seemed empty and quiet, but some small breeze against her breast brought her attention lower. The woman grunted in embarrassment, covering herself with whatever she had…just her limbs and the other chains? “What the?!” she questioned, expected some kind of answer, a rapist or just some freak. A question but no answer.

The Woman scanned more around the room, four pillars on her rock mattress…or rather just some kind of table that was about 10 feet by 10 feet. The stone walls were littered with cracks and drawings of people and pokemon. She covered herself, feeling the cold loneliness of the room almost clutch at her. How on earth did she even get here? The woman threw her black hair behind her head, practically muttering her thoughts to herself. She was Anna, it was her 24th birthday and she was shopping with her friends at the local market as a present, she went to the antique store…and that was it. What was at that store? The woman looked into the darkness, expecting someone or something to just tell her why she was here.

She looked to her binds, they looked way too new, like they were fresh off the anvil. There wasn’t even a lock! How on earth could they get these things on her wrists if they couldn’t even open? Anna tried linking them to the antique store, but…nothing.
The Woman was afraid, but…she was still level headed. She calmed down and looked around the tablet, no keys but some tiny rocks, maybe she could unroot her bindings? Anna pulled herself forward and the chains yanked back, “Ngh!” She grunted, pulling her strength as hard as she could, barely able to get her hands even an inch away from the tablet. Its not that the chains were heavy, its that…they just wouldn’t go past the edge of the tablet.

Anna had no options, she folded her legs together and hid her breasts tight, in a fetal position, she rested her head on her knees as she tried to read the walls. The imagery just being random and incoherent to her. She tried reading the whole room’s walls in a circle, following it to piece it together in the quiet room. Following along the picture imagery until at the 180 degree mark she saw the drawing off  a human figure, pinned to a tablet, held by chains. Was that her?

She tried reading along but…she couldn’t. None of it made any sense, just that image stuck in her brain. She then heard a rumble right in front of her, it was low and gritty. She looked in front only to find that the drawing was vibrating…no it was lifting itself. The wall was a doorway! Anna clutched herself, watching the door, trying to think how on earth this related to an antique shop! “Hello?” She asked, expecting an answer from a human, maybe even some kind of ghost-type pokemon. It was about a minute before she realized something, two ruby lights were in that door. She squinted her eyes to get a clearer view but the lights were very dim and far away. Anna heard a soft impacting noise, like a large object hit the stone floor. She watched the glowing orbs get larger and slightly brighter until from the darkness, a gold and white shape revealed itself. The woman looked at the shape as it came forth from the darkness, the ruby glow staying in front of it.

Anna watched as a long neck came from it, holding up it’s golden shape, red and black stripes traveled down its neck with two ethereal wings on it. The serpent’s legs came from hiding as she expected it to end after the second pair…it had three pairs of legs? “What…what kind of pokemon are you?!” The creature’s heavy foot steps only responded, it walked forward as she saw its almost silver like body finally exiting the door. She had a clear sight on it’s face, almost beak-like while it wore gold along its neck and crown. She tried thinking of every legendary pokemon she knew, trying to link it to this thing… “Y-you’re a legendary pokemon…but…what a-are you?” She was nervous as the creature approached her table, its long neck towering over her as it looked down, almost…disappointed. Anna was terrified, did it plan to eat her?

With it’s six legs, it walked around the room counter-clockwise. She was almost hypnotized by their synchrony. The creature didn’t roar or anything, just stared at her while it encircled her. It stopped when it came back to the spot in which it originated from. She kept going down every legendary she could  think of…all of them. That’s when she remembered, her story book told her of a demon with six legs. “You’re…you’re Giratina. You have to be.” She spoke, “But w-what are you doing here?” The beast tilted it’s head, it walked towards her table, Anna backed away, as far as she could go, a whole two feet. The Dragon placing its front legs into the table, the second pair followed, but the last pair made her heart skip.

She saw something, just between the last pair as the beast towered over her, her eyes had to have been playing tricks on her. She looked down below its belly focusing on it in the darkness. A very large amount of pink could be observed, she breathed heavily, forgetting about the fact that this thing was on the table with her but that thing between it’s legs. That was it’s penis!
Anna’s heart beat heavily, knowing this thing was male. “Mr. Giratina…what a-are you doing?” She asked, terrified as the best stepped closer to her. It brought its thick neck down and she heard it sniff her. “Giratina?” She asked. Almost steam-like breath escaped it’s mouth when it opened it, and it’s rather thick tongue left his mouth, gliding along her stomach. “Ah!” she grunted, terrified. A horrible possibility entered her mind. This thing wasn’t interested in her for food but…no he couldn’t want her body. Those powerful red eyes bolted to look into hers as it stepped forward. The front legs walking past her as vision of it’s throbbing shaft came clearer. Out of nowhere, she felt her chains yank, practically retract as she was flipped over and her legs were spread. She found her breasts against the stone and her head on the ground. “What the!?!” She cried out, tears beginning to escaping her eyes as her ass was presented nice and uncovered to the beast. The Dragon’s long neck bent down as it’s tongue glided along her labia. “Agh!” She cried out, feeling the slight pleasure, she…no she wasn’t wet?! Was she?! Anna couldn’t look down, only feel his tongue graze along her pussy again. “No! Stop, please!”

The Giratina stopped his licking but advanced as she watched his front legs step over her, the second pair by her arms. Anna looked down to see the last pair of legs just behind her ass. “Oh Arceus! Please Giratina don’t rape me!” She shouted. She felt some warm aura behind her ass cheeks and then something tapped her inner thigh. She froze as she looked between her legs. The powerful shaft in clear view. It was long and pink, smooth looking but extremely basic. The Giratina’s cock probably two feet in length from what she could tell, but probably too wide for her at the base. “Please…don’t” she cried, sobbing as she begged him. The Dragon preparing to take her. Out of all the pokemon she was going to be raped by it had to be a demon. Tears dripped from her eyes as she felt the warm rod tap against the left side of her lower lips. She closed her eyes, reopening them, expecting this all to be some horrid dream. The Giratina then pushed forward, sliding inside of her.

Time stopped for her, Anna unable to move at all as she slowly felt his thick rod slide smoothly inside of her. “Ngh!” she grunted as it pushed further and further, little effort involved as he claimed her. The Giratina’s long cock feeling no resistance from her body as it only tightened up for him. She then felt him go as far as she could inside of her. The tip pushing into the back of her womb as the entrance to her cunt barely grasping the half-way point of his cock. There was no way he was fitting all of himself inside her. “Grarh” it grunted, for once actually making a noise as she practically shut up. He stopped when he couldn’t proceed. For a solid minute, she felt him inside of her body. She felt invaded, the cock throbbing and her cunt grasping it, as if trying to compute what was now in her. She cried, Anna was now being taken by this thing and she couldn’t do anything about it.

He then began to slide out, confusion went through her until he was just about to exit, he pushed back inside of her. Anna’s mind drifted in and out of reality as the Giratina began to mate her. Her back meeting his belly on the second thrust as she hated every second of this, to be used as a pleasure device for this creature. His cock would slickly glide into her body only to pull out, as Anna barely had a grasp on reality. Her body tried to repel the invader only to have it accept him as well. She fought, fought as hard as she could but her chains pinned her to this stone table. She couldn’t move any part of her body as she felt the pleasure of this Giratina overwhelm her. He pleased her, and she hated him. She moaned as his thrusts lasted practically a few seconds, his sacred and sensitive flesh grinding against her holy and restricted flesh. Her juices staining his shaft and her sobbing practically draining her of her tears. She closed her eyes, trying to imagine it was someone she liked, anyone she could possibly like…but then his cock would penetrate her womb, she would moan and then realize a Giratina was mating her.
“Please…stop…” she spoke in-between thrusts, but he would ignore them. The Giratina would push further, his mating only increasing gradually in speed and strength. Surprisingly she never felt pain, even at the places where her cunt was stretched to it’s widest. His throbbing shaft caused her to gasp, grabbing the stone below her in response as the pleasure heightened. “Raurgh…” it moaned more, if he was enjoying her, it probably was trying to let her know that. Her cunt juices dripped to the table and her reality was shattered on each thrust. It was on a particular thrust she felt something warm enter her…but he wasn’t dumb. He stained her walls with his pre-cum. Clear sticky fluid escaped his cock to cover her walls in it, to prepare her. The Giratina’s thrusts increased further, at almost a  “half-speed” sort of consistency. His invasions of her cunt became subtly inconsistent and erratic.

His breathing became heavier and his moans louder. Her energy practically spend even trying to conceive what was happening to her. She looked up at the walls again, each thrust keeping her awake as she read the pictures again…she followed the adventure of the figure on the table, to what held to be…”No…” she whispered. She blinked as a thrust made her raise her head, “No…” she stared at the wall, the figure from the table was gripping her stomach, she barely could make out the Giratina’s silhouette in the figure’s belly. Anna looked up, turning her head with all she could to face her rapist. She looked deep into his red eyes, she could see his intent, his cheeks blushing with red as each thrust was another to getting him closer to the final result. “Please…don’t.” As if to spite her, as if all of it was to insult her, she then felt him thrust into her.
She cried out, surprised as his strength was now extremely evident. This particular thrust plowed into her, almost splitting her. Anna tried to cry out, unable to as she was in shock when the next thrust hit and then the next. His speed was even faster as the primal mating dance that even gods were capable of performing was now being performed on her. Anna moaned, loudly as she could picture her self now, clutching her stomach as her child, a Giratina grew inside of her womb, cursed to live the rest of her life with a child she never wanted. Anna gasped for air as his thrusts practically split her in half, saliva dripped from her mouth as her cunt was fucked hard. The eternal mating ritual taking its toll on the male and her, she didn’t know how much energy she had left.

She heard the Giratina grunting, his inner legs grabbing against her hips as if it brought her even closer, her back arching to meet his stomach as she just wanted it over. Anna couldn’t take it anymore, her body was unable to match the stamina of this legendary demon. “Just hurry up! Fucking cum and be done with it!” She screamed to him. The Giratina’s grip on reality was faltering as well, the mating ritual too pleasureful for him as he stumbled forward. His weight being put on his front legs, almost collapsing on her. His thrusting at it’s maximum and their fluids  churned in her…it was all becoming too much. He was becoming reckless and soon enough he began to thrust with all his might, his moans became roars as the room itself echoed with their screams of pleasure, one was also in terror. His cock throbbed heavily as the Giratina looked down to his victim, she looked up to him, their eyes meeting just before the climax as his fucking became so erratic. He lost control and he roared with tremendous volume. She cried out in pleasure and anguish as she felt her orgasm shatter her life. Life giving seed escaped his cock, flooding her womb and then far more than that. Cum filling her and mixing with her juices only to erupt from her soaking cunt. Their love juices mixed inside of her womb as he was successful, his seed impregnating her. He fucked her after the initial orgasm as more strings of cum left him and her juices exploded from her. Their cries could be heard for almost a minute.
She collapsed, his cock still inside of her, throbbing and a his seed staining her walls. Her vision blurred as she looked up back at him, an exhausted face from the Dragon, mouth gaping and exhaling heavy air. The Giratina slid out, his shaft throbbing freely with a nice slick juicy noise. He collapsed to her left, curling up around her. She felt his wet meat against her leg as her limp body was cuddled with the creature. She looked into his powerful red eyes.  Their gaze met as he licked her hair. Anna’s tear-filled eyes glittered in the darkness as the beast claimed her as his. She wondered how on earth the antique shop made her into his whore…still wondering as she drifted in his grasp. Subconsciously, she pressed her lips to his neck just before she passed out, pondering how.