She was shaking in fear now, and began to struggle with all her might, but two of the other females
grasped hold of her legs, effectively imprisoning her as he began to probe at her opening. Then he gave a satisfied grunt...and thrust.
Caitlin screamed, bubbles erupting from her mouth as her body arched against the creatures holding her. Agony ripped through the centre of her being as the beautiful, merciless being pounded into her, his fingers digging cruelly into her tender breasts while her limbs were restrained by his unyielding kin. The one who had found her gave her another breath, then pulled away.
Again and again he wracked her body with pain, the five creatures around them laughing at her terror, and then she felt her head being forced up, and looked up into the eyes of the second male, who knelt in front of her, long fingers wrapped around his own strong shaft. She shook her head desperately, but he forced her lips down onto it, causing bubbles of precious air to billow out of her mouth and bruising the back of her throat. She heard him hiss with pleasure as he began to thrust into her mouth, matching the pace and force of the other male.
The pounding pain rose with a throbbing ache, and she began to feel the loss of air even more keenly. Just before she passed out, the male kneeling before her withdrew and kissed her deeply, breathing life back into her lungs. But that lightheaded feeling stayed with her, and somehow that tearing pain was dulling into a kind of twisted pleasure, and when the second male thrust into her mouth again, she could still feel the sensation of his lips on hers...
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her nixie (
...why do I think of her as mine?
) begin to kiss the female that was not holding her down, evidently bored of waiting for her turn. The other female responded fervently, kissing her back with wanton passion. She saw the nixie press the other female down into the silt of the lake bed, kissing her way down the other's neck to nip and suckle at her shimmering breast, making the nixie writhe beneath her. She slid a long-fingered hand down the female's side, tracing swirling spirals over that pearlescent skin until it found the hairless juncture of her thighs, urging them open to delve between them. The other female cried out, an eerie, inhuman sound that echoed through the water.
...and then the male behind Caitlin was pounding into her with a greater force than she had ever thought possible. She felt him pulsing inside her as he climaxed with a keening cry that mingled with the female's moans.
The other male withdrew from her mouth and Caitlin collapsed to the lake bed, shaking,and raised her mouth gratefully to his as he bent to breathe more air into her lungs. She curled into a ball, miserable, stinging and aching from countless cuts and bruises, and stiffened when she felt the male move behind her to fit his body to hers. She tried to push herself away but he held her tightly, trapping her arms beneath his, and when he moved his hips, the tip of his questing shaft was directed not to her now ragged and painful slit, but the small, puckered opening behind it. It caught, and he thrust, and Caitlin screamed...
...it felt like she was being ripped in two. Even as one of the females came forward with another mouthful of air, she was fighting to get away, to rid her wracked and painful body of this agonising intruder, but he rolled over and pinned her to the lake bed. Again, she heard him hiss with pleasure as he ground into her, filling her with burning, excruciating pain, rocking her back and forth as his manhood tore at the tender opening that was never meant to withstand this torture, but it continued. She felt that iron band of pressure begin to close around her chest once more, and her thoughts began to cloud, and that hideous pain began to...change. The small part of herself that could still form thoughts fought against this shameful realisation.
...I can't be ...enjoying this...no, please no...
...but she was, and as her head began to throb, she slumped to the silt floor of the lake, letting the creature pounding so cruelly into her have his way...until he jerked, letting out a jagged cry, his nails raking painful scrapes in her sides as he arched his back and his seed pumped into her. His softening shaft slipped out of her mistreated body, and she lay there, shivering, and the edges of her vision began to fade to black...
Then Caitlin felt herself being flipped onto her back. One of the females that had been pinioning her before rose up above her, flashed the girl a dazzling, sharp-toothed smile, and kissed her hungrily, breathing air into her lungs as she did so.
She felt a spark of desire flare up as those cool, passionate lips closed over hers, and found herself kissing the creature back, even as she dragged in that precious breath. The nixie ran webbed fingers over the girl's pebbled nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure through her, and Caitlin raised her own hands to the shimmering breasts of the creature above her.
...maybe...if I keep them happy...they won't leave me to drown...
she thought, trying to ignore the fact that she now wanted this so very, very badly...and as the nixie brought a thigh up between her legs, she shivered for an entirely different reason. Then she saw a flash of movement out of the corner of her eye, and saw that the first nixie and her...friend had become curious once more. They darted around her, and settled one on each side, and began to stroke her tender breasts as the nixie atop her continued to kiss her, licking at her tongue. She was vaguely conscious that their sharp nails were drawing blood once more, but the pain no longer seemed so...wrong, and as they each lowered their mouths to lick at her nipples, she ceased to think entirely as wave after wave of conflicting and mixing sensations washed over her.
Somehow Caitlin's questing fingers slipped from the ardent nixie's breast to slide between her thighs, and she felt an immense satisfaction when the shimmering being writhed above her. Then she yelped as cruel fingers thrust between her own raw and tortured folds. They flicked and pinched and scraped at her tender, sensitive flesh, but through the pain, the girl felt something rising, yearning, and it hurt like nothing she had ever wanted so much...
Then that wave of sensation crested, and broke, and a thousand ripples of glorious, painful pleasure washed through her, leaving her shaking and numb. Suddenly the nixies were gone, and she was alone, floating in dark water.
It slowly sank in that she wasn't going to get another breath, that they wanted her to drown like this, bloody, bruised and violated...
Caitlin held her breath until she could take it no longer, her vision began to cloud and her lungs expanded of their own accord, trying to drag in air that they believed she was withholding from them...and dragging in water.
Everything went dark, and there was nothing but the pain, before that, too, faded into nothingness...
