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Bound Hunger
🕑 Added 2024-07-27 02:15:27 +0000 UTCEverything was absolutely, 100% fine. No problems whatsoever. None at all.
Yep.
No problems to be seen anywhere no matter how hard one looked, no matter if you were the greatest detective the world ever did see, or the greatest workplace inspector the world ever did see, you would not be able to find a single, solitary problem currently going on.
Do ignore the... questionable situation of the young lady, or at least she looked like a young lady anyway, stuck in place because she happened to have a set of stocks that her hands, neck and shoulders were locked into. Her slate gray skin was entirely revealed to all and sundry, though that had less to do with her current predicament and what happened after got in said predicament.
Namely, being stuck between two rocks. Some people get stuck between a rock and a hard place, but in her case it was two rocks, and it had all happened because, for reasons that would not make sense even if she tried to explain for a couple of hours, the living weapon known as Briar had decided it was an absolutely capital idea to try to take a shortcut around a rock formation, even though it literally only cut a couple seconds from walking around the rock formation.
That, by itself, was only the start of her problems really, where we will start this lewd little tale, just as a living weapon who looked much like a young woman with gray skin, white hair and wearing black rags for her clothes tried to squeeze between two rocks in a rocky formation and stuck herself there when she forgot, somehow, that her stocks require more clearance than her shoulders and head do.
That was a a really very not good thing.
Mostly because it was a public road and while it was a little bit distant from the closest population center, it was still a place where people went around, and that would've been all fine and dandy if she didn't happen to be in Noxus.
"Noxus doesn't care," she muttered to herself, trying to wiggle free and only managing to get herself stuck even worse. "Well! Great opportunity to practice the Noxian Anthem!"
Then another problem hit her.
"I don't actually know the Noxian Anthem!"
Well, that just meant she had to try even harder. The less said about her attempts to reach the right words purely from memory, the less your brain will hurt. It was so bad that in some places you would get jail time for what she did to that poor unsuspecting anthem, just for being present and listening to it, that was how bad it actually was.
It was time for when the first person showed up, passing by the road. Needless to say, she could not see what that person look like, what they were, or if it even was a person. For all she knew, it might well be a sentient pile of trash that wandered by, but it didn't matter.
"Uh, hey."
There was a pause.
"Hello?"
"Oh! Right! That's not me that's you," she said. "Hi."
"Do you, like, uh, need some help there or something?"
The voice was male, definitely a young male, without any sort of weird effect to it that indicated some of her acquaintances that would be really bad to run into. Really bad time for a ganking party to show up, even if she wasn't quite sure what that meant. "That depends, you wouldn't happen to be carrying a tub of lubricant jelly with you, would you?"
"... I can neither confirm nor deny allegations of carrying lubricant with me," the man replied.
"Oh, goody! Then I do need some help! I have this really bad itch on my left buttcheek, can you scratch it for me?" she said.
"On your... left buttcheek? You want me to scratch your itch on... your ass?"
"Yeah! I think something might've bit me, can you check for me?"
"I... guess? This is new, this is really new," the man said, and she heard amusement in his voice as he got closer and then began to undo the rope sash holding her clothes tight to her body, though the rags she wore were so worn and torn up that when he tried to move them out of the way to reveal her gray cheeks, it actually ripped and fell into two distinct halves that left her body totally uncovered.
"Ah, man, you know how hard it is to get my head through a shirt's neck hole with this thing on?" she huffed.
"Have you considered clothes with buttons?" the man replied.
She, wisely, chose not to reply, or perhaps she was indeed considering the merits of buttons on her clothes, it was hard to tell, what wasn't quite so hard to tell was the moan of relief that came as he began to indeed scratch at her ass. "Oh, yeah, there, a little to the left, stronger, use your nails some, there, perfect, keep scratching like that, use your fingers more!"
Unceremoniously and in blatantly sexual fashion, she moaned and cried out in pleasure after getting the annoying itch that she wasn't sure should even be bothering her considering everything, finally scratched.
"Alright, that's perfect," she said, finally, "now use the lube!"
"A-Alright if you say so, you're the, uh, boss?"
She heard him move away, and heard the sound of a bag opening and then falling to the ground, then something getting opened, and a lid falling on the ground. Then she began to hear a weird shuffling noise, and following that, a slightly weird squishy sound, like somebody was rubbing jelly along a pole.
A good minute had passed, she heard more shuffling and more wet squishy noises, then finally, the man approached her once again.
"Alright, here I go," he said. She felt his hands on her hips and butt, now naked and exposed to the elements, and felt a little weird about it. Why was he putting his hands there? Well, he had the lube on him, maybe he wanted to get close enough to apply it? "Now just relax..."
Something touched a hole that she was mostly sure was supposed to be exit only. His hands on her cheeks alarmed her, sliding into place and spreading her buttcheeks and widening her crack, exposing her tightly puckered asshole.
And then he pushed forward, and the thing that was poking her butthole quickly went right past the tightly closed ring of muscle that was her anus and invaded her anal cavity, spearing inwards and digging deep into her, as she felt what must've been a rod thicker at the tip than her closed fist, and with a shaft comparable to her wrist. An invasion into her ass, feeling like it went straight through her entire body into her brain and scrambling it like some eggs getting whisked, it gave her a weird impression of someone ramming their way past two towers and directly into a fountain.
What exactly that had to do with anything was hard to tell, the image faded when the cock pulled back and her scrambled egg of a brain somewhat regained a little bit of coherence, and she realized that the distant cry she was hearing was actually her own lewd moan and scream that combined pain and pleasure.
"Oh fuck that's the tightest ass I've ever fucked!!" the man moaned, "shiiit, that's like S Tier Extra Virgin asshole!!" he shouted, his hands nearly digging into her skin, leaving slightly darker marks on the already slate gray of her skin.
He gripped her tightly and then pushed back in again.
"Fucking shit, this is insane, it's like you're sucking me right in, damn, tight like a virgin, hungry and flexible like an anal slut, you're the best, your ass is the best!"
She couldn't speak, couldn't voice anything, other than mewling cries and moans of pleasure and pain as she was stuck between a cock and a hard place.
The man didn't stop, and in fact, he only seemed incensed by her lack of words in response. "Oh shit yeah, you're wrapping around my cock, good thing I didn't go in dry, you would've flayed my cock skin right off with this tightness, you're amazing!"
Well that was logical, she WAS a living weapon after all! She could do all sorts of things that a living weapon could, and a lot more that others wouldn't expect! That said, shoving things up her bumhole was not exactly in the list of things she expected to be able to do.
His cock was sawing in and out of her, picking up pace and speed, though as the pleasure mounted, she found herself not quite able to control the weak fleshy bits that seemed to be taking a great interest in what was happening inside her exit hole, and the dude behind her responded by groaning and growling and increasing his pace, only to take a break, his breath coming in hard, short and fast as he suddenly slowed down to a stop.
"Wha, what are you doing?!" she called, finally able to find her voice as the man took a seemingly short break.
"What do you mean?" he asked. "You... you literally asked me to lube up, and you're here in the middle of nowhere dressed in basically nothing presenting your ass for a passerby, what was I supposed to do?"
"Help me get out!?" she countered. "I mean I know it's Noxus, but still!"
"Oh. Ooooooh!" he said, "oh shit I'm so sorry," he said, "I didn't know! I'll, I'll pull it out right now and-"
He began to pull out, but suddenly moaned when he felt pressure like he'd gotten his dick stuck in a set of stocks just like hers, he almost stumbled and caught himself by holding onto her hips and ass.
"I didn't say stop!" she said, unable to turn back and look at the man fucking her. "Look you caught me by surprise, I didn't know doing it with that hole felt good, that's it. You've started this now you're sticking here with me until I'm satisfied!"
"You sure about that?" the man asked.
"Yeah I'm sure, I mean, I'd prefer if you'd asked but I can see where the misunderstanding came from," she said. "Keep it in mind for the future, lest this result in some really serious stuff happening."
"Gotcha," the man said, "so do I-"
"Fuck my ass already!!"
He nodded and immediately began picking up speed, until he was sawing in and out of her ass at an incredibly rapid and powerful pace. Within moments, the empty road in the middle of nowhere where the only landmark was a pair of rocks that Briar got stuck in due to a spontaneous moment of stupidity was filled by plap sounds, moans, wet squishy noises, groans, the shaking and creaking of her stocks, clapping and slapping, and of course, increasingly lewder voices that hit a crescendo as they hurried to the climax, a duet that reached the final pay off with two voices that eclipsed the noise of their sex reaching an orgasmic culmination.
"Ugh, fucking, here I go, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum in your ass!"
She didn't reply, instead she nearly vibrated in place from her own excitement, moaning out loud her own pleasure, until he slammed himself deep inside her, hilting his cock in her balls deep and letting loose with a roar that wouldn't have been out of place in a battlefield.
His semen exploded from where they were joined, she was so tight there was very little space for the massive load he'd just deposited in her ass to go, and as he came, he stumbled back and almost fell.
Only her quick thinking and quicker movement saved him, as she raised her legs and caught him by crossing them behind his back in a feat of commendable athleticism and flexibility.
She pulled him back so he hilted himself in her ass again, and he caught himself, starting to move his hips again, working the last of his semen out of his cock and into her, before finally pulling off and stepping away.
"That was amazing," he moaned. "Was it good for you too?"
"Oh, yeah, fantastic," she said. "My nose itches. Can you get it for me?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah, sure," he said. He stepped around the rock formation and approached her from the front. She wouldn't be able to describe him even when he was right in front of her, in fact, she didn't even look at his face, all she saw was his cum-streaked and still hard cock, and his hand as he scratched her nose.
"Uh, just- just so I don't fuck up twice, is this an invitation for a blowjob?" he asked.
There was a moment's pause.
He got closer to her and she opened her mouth, allowing him to stick his cock in her mouth.
About half an hour later, he was back on his way, and she sighed as she watched him go, feeling a deep contentment and satisfaction, like she had gotten a snack after a lifetime without, her hunger calm for the time being.
"Hm. That's one more thing to worry about," she said, "that's a different kind of hunger, and how am I gonna deal with that?" she asked.
Suddenly, she heard the sounds of people approaching. "Oh, dude, look at that, is that-"
Briar's metaphorical tummy rumbled. Seemed like this specific kind of hunger was even more intense than the other, and her appetite was voracious indeed.
She began to shake her ass, invitingly, at the sound of male voices approaching, and soon, a legend would grow around the formation, which at a later date would come to be known as the Ass Crack, though many would never know the truth behind its seemingly vulgar nickname...
And as for Briar?
Well...
Let's just say that getting stuck in places was a weird hobby, but one which she enjoyed very, very much...
