Winter Night | By : MattCauthon Category: S through Z > Wheel of Time Series Views: 4709 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Wheel of Time nor any of its characters and I make no money from this story. |
Feel free to review this, and please let me know if there are any mistakes.
-------------------------------------------------------- Rand stared at the wolf faced Trolloc in front of him. Rand was used to being taller than most everyone around him, but the Trolloc standing in front of him right then was more than head and shoulders taller than the young man. Rand tried to hold Tam’s sword steady in front of him, but it continued to shake no matter how hard he tried. The void wasn’t any help either; no matter how much fear he fed into the flame, it came right back every time he looked into the Trolloc’s too human eyes. ”Narg no hurt,” the Trolloc let out. Rand dropped his sword, surprised that human speech could come out of that wolf muzzle. Narg tackled him the second the sword hit the floor. Narg brought his muzzle up to Rand’s ear and said, “Narg no hurt much.” Rand let out a scream that was cut off short when they both crashed to the flour covered floor, the breath knocked out of him. Narg took Rand’s throat in his jaws and clamped down, cutting off Rand’s attempts to refill his emptied lungs. Black spots began gathering at the edge of his vision. Rand felt claws running down his body, enough to leave red marks, but not enough to break the skin. The last thing he felt before the before darkness overtook his world was his clothing falling off of his body. Rand had a sense of being carried, and when he came to, he found himself outside of the farmhouse, lying face down in the dirt. Rand brought his head up, and saw that he was in the Westwood. He tried to get up, but once he stirred a hoof pressed down on the small of his back, pining him down. Rand twisted his head back to see Narg standing over him. The wolf faced Trolloc was half out of his armor. The lower half. Rand tried to crawl away, but the hoof on his back pushed down harder, until he thought that something had to break. “Narg needs to have his fun before the Myrddraal gets here,” Rand thought he heard fear in the Trolloc’s voice at the mention of a Myrddraal, but it could have been Rand’s own terror projected onto the Trolloc. The young man did not, however, have enough time to fully grasp what the Trolloc had said, for Narg quickly grabbed Rand’s hips and pulled him up. It suddenly came to Rand what the Trolloc’s half nakedness might mean. Rand tried to get away again, clawing at the soil and rocks in front of him. Rand suddenly felt something warm and hard pressing against his back. He tried to gauge its size, but before he could figure out more than that it was massive, the Trolloc lowered his member to Rand’s rear entrance, and thrust forward. Rand let out a wordless scream, and went limp. A searing pain shot through his rectum, and Rand could feel his sphincter tear. His chest and face fell to the ground, but his rear was still held up by Narg. There was a rock that was pressing uncomfortably into his face, but he couldn’t get himself to move no matter how hard he tried. The Trolloc waited a moment to gather himself after his initial entrance. He only had the head of his erection inside of Rand, but that head was the size of large child’s fist, from what Rand could feel. Soon, Rand felt pressure against his anus again as Narg slowly pushed himself further into Rand a quarter of an inch at a time. The Trolloc finally stopped after what Rand guessed at eight inches was buried in his rectum. The youth sighed in relief, hoping that was all. Rand’s sigh soon turned into a shriek as the Trolloc rammed the rest in all at once. There was half again as much in him now, and Rand could feel the Trolloc’s hips against him, so he knew that the Trolloc had finally bottomed out. Rand could feel a warm liquid leaking around the Trolloc’s member, and hoped that the Trolloc had finished. Narg stayed just as hard, however, and Rand realized that it must have been blood. Rand began to groan, but was cut off when Narg stuffed a rag into his mouth. Narg went on to tie a strap around Rand’s head, completing the gag. ”You need be quiet, or Myrddraal find us too soon,” Narg muttered near Rand’s ear, but Rand was too busy trying to work the oily rag out of his mouth to listen. It had a metallic taste that too close to blood for Rand’s comfort. Narg grabbed hold of the boy’s hips again, Rand realized that only the Trolloc’s erection had kept his lower half off the ground earlier, and the Trolloc pulled out. When Narg was halfway out, he slammed himself back in, his heavy balls slapping against Rand’s flesh. The farm boy let out a groan that was effectively muffled by his gag. Narg took a few more small thrusts, causing Rand to whimper in pain around his gag. Then Narg began to speed up, moving more of his giant penis in and out of Rand, until he was pulling out nearly to the head and immediately slamming back in. Narg leaned down and grabbed Rand’s throat in his jaws, slowly increasing the pressure until Rand had to force every breath with all the strength of his lungs. That wasn’t enough, however, as Rand started to see stars. Soon, impossibly, Narg’s penis began to swell further at the base. Rand tried to gasp, but failed as the pressure of Narg’s jaws increased. Narg continued to pound away, and his penis continued to swell until it got to the point where he could no longer withdraw. Right as it swelled too large for him to even move, Narg let out a howl and Rand felt warmth flood his insides as Narg came. At the same time, Narg’s teeth clamped down, no longer just restricting air to Rand’s lungs, but piercing Rand’s throat, cutting off his breathing completely. Blood began to flow out of the wound. The last thing that he saw before death overtook him was a horse silently galloping, seemingly in slow motion toward him. "I win again, Lews Therrin."While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo