Ravaged: A Collection of 11 Erotic Monster Tales

by Simone Beatrix

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  I woke up, leaning up and looking around in a flurry.

  My vision was still blurry, and I felt a cut on my forehead throbbing with impatience. The storm had died down, but a hazy fog still covered the mountainside. I pulled my map out, finding it useless. I couldn’t tell where I was. Lost.

  “Shit, shit shit...” I groaned, trying to sit up. Both of my skis were broken and laying in pieces around me. I saw the scar on the tree behind me from clipping it, thankful I didn’t careen into it with my body. I would’ve died. I carefully moved my legs, making sure they weren’t broken.

  Thankfully, they weren’t.

  A flash of white movement a couple yards near me alerted me. Wolves? I picked up a loose bit of my ski to try and use as a weapon. I twisted around in my sitting position, trying to track what was taunting me.

  “Hello?” I yelled out. Whatever it was darted between two large snow covered firs and suddenly seemed to appear right next to me.

  It definitely wasn’t a wolf. It was enormous, a huge cross between a polar bear and a tall man, it’s snarled face and bright blue eyes met mine. A thick blanket of white fur covered its entire body, except its gnarled face. Despite having a weapon in my hand, I was frozen solid with tremors. I sucked air and held my breath.

  The beast eyed me suspiciously, cocking its head.

  I shuddered, not comprehending what I was looking at. Bigfoot? I tried to shake the thought away.

  Its large and muscled arms wrapped around me, scooping me up out of the snow with ferocious strength.

  “No! Let me go!” I screamed, thrashing in its grasp. It was no use, it probably didn’t even feel me hitting it.

  “Stop!” it told me, terrifying me with its booming voice that seemed to shake the trees near us. A deep and decidedly male voice, I shook at the thought. “You’re mine now. Understand?”

  “Yours!? I’m not anyone’s! Let me go!” I tried to trash again, but I only succeeded in exhausting myself.

  “I need your body.” The beast said, his breath steam in the cold air.

  “What!?” I screamed, “I’ll never! You can’t!” A tight knot twisted itself inside my chest. “I’ll die!”

  “No, you won’t. Many of your kind have brought forth my children, you will simply be another in a long line of mothers.” I struggled against his strength as he stood up from his kneeling position.

  His long strides took us through the snow with terrifying speed. Silent and quick, we moved deeper into the mountains that had trapped me.

  ***

  Before I knew it, we were at the entrance to a cave. It was hidden from view by a thick grouping of trees, and the temperature inside was at least fifteen degrees warmer than outside. The cave was furnished with thick furs from foxes and wolves. A fire glowed in the center of the rock-walled room and a bed was situated on the far end made of hundreds of pelts. Some meat was strung out on a rope and drying, small pools of blood dried underneath. I gulped at the sight of the blood, the red making me feel faint.

  He laid me down on the pile of furs near the fire, the warmth warming my snow covered face.

  The beast turned away from me for a moment after setting me down. I jumped up to try and run, but without even looking he blocked my path with a powerful blow from the back of his hand.

  “It’s no use, woman.” He growled at me. “You should feel lucky I didn’t just kill you outright.”

  Terror seized me as he approached me, his powerful frame towering over me. He must’ve been eight feet tall. The fur on his face obscured his stern appearance, and his blue eyes continued to pierce into my soul. Something about them moved me, and I wasn’t sure why.

  His movements were still quick, and silent. His hands shot up to grasp my breasts, powerfully kneading them from outside my jacket.

  I hadn’t been touched in months, I accidentally let a moan slip out of my mouth. He noticed, letting go of my breasts and gripping my jacket, tearing it open.

  My nearly naked body seemed to encourage the beast. I was lost, I could barely understand what was going on, let alone what was going on within my body. Tingling creeped inside me.

  He tore off my bra in another motion, my nipples perking in the cold mountain air. He leaned down and sucked on them, nibbling on my tight nipples, his tongue dancing on my breasts. I found myself reaching up and running my hand through his fur, not sure of what to make of it. A snow monster was sucking on my tits, how should I be reacting to this?

  Then I saw his cock. I don’t know how I didn’t notice it before, but when it was erect it was girthy and thick, incredibly visible above his fur. It was remarkably human too, nothing strange or abnormal about it.

  He quivered in the air, almost begging me to touch it. As the beast played with my nipples, I found my hand reaching over and lightly brushing up against it, then gripping it.

  I grasped his cock tightly, finding him grunt in response. His cock was smooth, and almost cold. I jerked the palm of my hand over the tip, coating the pre-cum slipping out of it all over his shaft.

  He had stopped playing with my breasts at this point, and was standing. Observing me wrestle his cock into a harder erection. The muscles hidden underneath his fur twitched with pleasure each time I passed over his dickhead, and he swayed into each of my pumps.

  “Take it, in your mouth.” he urged, placing his hand on the back of my head. I leaned forward and licked the tip of his prick, then brought its entire girth into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the veins on his shaft as he moaned in pleasure, replacing his grip on my head by squeezing my ponytail in response. He slammed his hips into my mouth, and I felt my eyes water with pain, not sure of how to cope.

  I frowned, slapping his hand away from my hair. He seemed shocked by this, but his grimace was soon replaced with a smirk. Maybe he likes being fucked with too?

  I placed my hand at the base of his shaft, gripping it and holding it steady as I worked my mouth around his girth. I pushed his dick into my mouth, sucking on it hard with each motion.

  He moaned in response, squeezing my shoulders with both of his hands.

  He suddenly forced me down, pushing his weight over my body. Sprawled over the fur blankets, he reached down and tore my pants off, completely ignoring my ski-boots that were still clasped to my feet.

  My nakedness was obvious now. My pale white skin completely different than his fur covered body. Goosebumps raised on my skin, despite the fire, as I watched his figure tower over me. He squeezed his cock, jerking it in quick motions.

  I braced myself for him to enter me, to fuck me senseless and finally, impregnate me as he had promised. Maybe he was right, he had chosen me. I’m special. Despite the others, I knew I was different, this would be different.

  He didn’t though, he kneeled down and kissed my bare skin again.

  “Marble skin, so beautiful,” he muttered, “no fur anywhere.” He kissed me again, the fur on his mouth tickling my skin. He sucked on my stomach, gathering skin in his mouth, and biting. I winced in pain as he began to cover my body in welts, working his way down to my inner thighs.

  I could feel the heat inside me growing, my cunt hungry for contact. When his breath touched my pussy, I felt like I was going to go insane with anticipation. He kissed my thighs, and then finally, my sex.

  He sucked on my clit, the fur on his chin rubbing against my slit. I felt lost to it, my body writhing and bucking as he twirled his tongue, flicking it against me. He placed one of his giant hands against my thigh, sliding it up against my cunt as he worked his magic, working me into a froth.

  He slipped a finger into me. I moaned into the cave, my pleasure echoing back to me. His finger was thick, and almost as girthy as an average man’s cock. He thrust it into me. My breath grew ragged as I felt myself boiling over, my hands instinctively reaching down and squeezing his head, pushing my hips into his mouth.

  “Oh God, don’t stop!” I groaned as he finger-fucked me, his speed gaining and becoming almost inhuman. His pace did
n’t slow as my body shook and convulsed, my orgasm shuddering through my body with heated brilliance.

  I arched my back, slowly letting the heatwave fill me to the brim. I exhaled deeply as I nestled my bare ass back on the fur blankets, no doubt soaking them in my juices.

  “It’s time.” He grunted, sitting up and gripping his thick cock in his hand. My eyes were still misted over, and I was acknowledging with the fact he was going to impregnate me with his children.

  Acknowledging the fact that I wanted him to. I wanted to carry his beautiful children. To play in the snow and live my life the way I always dreamed.

  He aimed his cock, placing the tip of it at my slit. He grunted, entering me with a powerful stroke. His cock slid easily into me from his erotic massage. His eyes met mine as he filled me up, my walls fully embracing his throbbing girth.

  Those eyes pierced me in a completely different way.

  His first two thrusts were gentle and easy, but as he watched my body coil with hunger, he grew feverish as well. He slammed his cock into me, pounding my cunt with a ferocity I’ve never felt before.

  I screamed, my voice banging off the walls of that dimly lit cave, his monstrous grunts following them. The grunts of his voice were perfect, matching his convulsing muscles exploding with energy in his abdomen. It was a delicious sight.

  “Keep going, fuck me!” I managed to gasp. “Fill me up!”

  “Soon,” he charged, his thick cock stoking an ache within me I have never felt before.

  The texture of his cock was astounding, the fierce thrusts of his hips bringing me to my very limit. I couldn’t last much longer at this pace.

  He repositioned his grip on my hips and lifted me up partially, the top of my head barely touching the blankets. He thrust into me, powerful strokes filling me up with, his speed reaching an incredible pace.

  The monster’s eyes grew distant, his focus determined. I felt a knot inside myself coiled up, like a snake ready to strike. I nodded.

  He burst into me, his powerful seed exploding within my pussy. I felt his throbbing cock push each drop out, and as it did, I erupted as well.

  Yelling, I scrambled to find something to grip, finding his forearms. I dug my nails in, the knot within me uncurling with explosive energy. My walls convulsed around his cock, urging out every drop of his cum, filling me up to the brink. He groaned as his cock throbbed, his ebb slowing with every pulse.

  The beast released his vice-grip on my hips, lowering my sweat-covered and exhausted body to the ground, almost gently. I felt my hands release from his forearms, but they were still felt tight and locked up against him.

  I shuddered as he slid his cock out of me, and I felt a combination of my own juice and his cum dribble out of me. He had done it. There was no way I wouldn’t be pregnant. He only confirmed it.

  “All women become pregnant. I would not worry.” He grunted, standing up. “You don’t have to leave. I will care for you if you’d like.”

  I nestled back into the fur blankets, catching his glance of sadness. Women must’ve left before, I thought.

  I tried to think about what I would be missing if I went back to society, carrying a monster’s baby. Nothing.

  “We can stay in the snow covered mountains?” I breathed finally, catching him off guard. His gaze had wandered away from me, but I regained his attention.

  He nodded, “Yes. I know where all the mountains are covered in snow. We could travel.”

  “I think... I can do that.” I nodded, shocked by my own sudden conviction.

  He beamed, stroking the side of my face with his hand. Something in his eyes just told me, everything was going to be perfect.

  Bred by the Centaur by Simone Beatrix

  My heart ached for some kind of adventure. It had been months since I had the opportunity to explore the untamed land outside the protective city walls; where I found a hidden grove tucked away deep within the forbidden forests to the west. After I told my friend Sara about my adventure, she offered to help me escape the city guard again, so I could return to that mysterious place.

  The only problem is that citizens were not allowed to leave the city without a decree by the King, which I wouldn’t be able to get as a lowly city peasant. Generally, only farmers and people from other kingdoms are allowed to go back and forth between the inside and outside world. It felt like something mysteriously powerful was there, luring me back, beckoning me.

  “Sara, watch this guy, and let me know if he’s coming back.” I said to my friend, gesturing to a tall mustached man as he hopped out of his horse-drawn cart and wandered into the bustling market.

  “Okay Heather,” Sara said, grabbing at my shirt as I tried to stand. She looked at me in the eyes, “Just be careful.”

  “Don’t worry. I’ll come back.” I told her. I wasn’t even sure if I was telling the truth. I hadn’t really thought about coming back when I thought about it. She relented and nodded to me. Her grip loosened from my shirt, freeing me to stand up from our hiding place in the alleyway. The market was crowded, like any normal Saturday afternoon.

  I stood up, and looked around quickly. The mustached man was already lost in the crowd of people, and everyone else was too busy bartering or trading to be paying attention to two suspicious looking women. I ran up to the horses and unroped them from their parking spot, and jumped onto the cart. Before I took off, I turned and looked to Sara. She smiled and waved me forward, mouthing the words: “Go, go go!”

  I whipped the reins and the horses took off, dashing out of the city gates and into the wilderness. The guards watching the gates were too shocked to do anything, and as I darted past them, they yelled out. It was too late though, they’d never be able to catch me, and I was going somewhere that they would never find me.

  As the wind whipped through my hair, I inhaled deeply. The city air was so musty compared to the fresh air outside, but you hardly noticed it unless you actually ventured beyond the walls.

  Miles of hills stretched into the distance as the city shrunk behind me. Beyond those, black mountains stretched even further, dotted with green flecked trees and purple pines. While I could go almost anywhere, there was only one place I wanted to go. That hidden grove. I could still distinctly picture it in my mind, but I was nervous I wouldn’t be able to find it again.

  Somehow I felt reassured that I would find it, the somewhat magical pull the place had on my psyche was enough to relax me. I continued on the road towards the forests that stretched deep into the mountain ranges.

  ***

  The sun was nearly setting when I reached the the grove. Miles into the mountains, I was able to find it. I don’t even really know how, since it wasn’t quite on the path. It was almost like once I got close enough, I just instinctively knew where to go, as if the path was revealing itself to me as I went forward.

  Before me there was a large clearing in the woods, a pond with a gentle stream that flushed into it was nearby. A cliff face closed the area off on one side, with trees surrounding the land around it. The water seemed to give off an almost ethereal glow, and the light from the pond bathed the entire area in a soft blue light. Without it, I would have not been able to see anything, as the sun had just dipped below the horizon.

  I unhooked the horses from the carriage and let them walk up to the water to drink. As their mouths dipped into the water and drank, I took the opportunity to strip my clothes off, taking each garment off one-by-one. I approached the wispy blue water cautiously, a sudden sensation of being watched creeping over my skin. I dove in, head first.

  The water wasn’t cold. It had a warmth to it that cooked into your skin and relaxed your very soul. As it cascaded over my body, I closed my eyes and took in the sounds of the stream bubbling into the pond. The glow of the water lit my body up underneath the water, and I marveled at how absolutely crystal clear the water was. Even after being disturbed with turbulence, it retained its glass-like quality.

  Suddenly I heard laughing. A deep, throaty l
augh echoed throughout the clearing, and fear struck me hard. I tried to look out from the pond and find the source of the sound, but it was almost useless since it was pitch-black in the forest beyond the clearing. The voice came out again:

  ‘Ello there, missus.” A man’s voice chided me. I sunk down deeper into the water, trying to hide myself.

  “Look, you can have the horses if you want them!” I yelled out, surprised at how loud my voice was. I could feel myself shivering with fear.

  A man wandered out of the inky blackness of the forest, approaching the glow of the pond. It lit his haggard face, revealing the unmistakable look of a bandit. His thick beard and sharp eyes watched me closely as I bobbed in the water. He licked his lips, pulling a small knife out of his pocket with his left hand.

  The man slinked closer, standing near my pile of clothes. He eyed them suspiciously, before casting his gaze on me.

  “I don’t want your stinkin’ horses... but I do know what I want.” He motioned for me to come closer, his knife glinting in the light. I wasn’t sure what he was planning, but I knew that I had a good amount of water between us.

  “I don’t think so.” I said, anger rising in my voice.

  While he was talking, I managed to find a large stone under the water. I hoped maybe I could use it as some sort of weapon against him, if I had to. I drifted further from him, my body still submerged up to my shoulders.

  “You don’t t’ink so? I don’t t’ink you have a choice!” he gripped the knife fiercely, and began wading into the water. “Now, do as I say and come ‘ere.”

  The pond wasn’t big enough for me to fully escape him, and before I knew it my back was against the cliff face. To add to my problems, the pond wasn’t very deep either, but it was hindering the man’s movement. The water was lapping against his hips, and he struggled against it with each step.

  “Are you insane?” I cried, swimming to dodge his knife as he came upon me. I quickly swam away from him and ran back out of the pond as I neared the beach. I hadn’t wanted him to see me so naked, but I didn’t have much choice anymore.