Message-ID: <12948eli$9807122335@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: pjurado@aol.com (PJurado) Subject: (PJ) Diablo: Zara's Quest (MM/f, nc, rape) (4/?) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998071203433800.XAA21008@ladder01.news.aol.com> Diablo: Zara's Quest by PJ This is the url of my new story archive. Please record this somewhere because I'm going to take down the adult section of my homepage on AOL in a few days. http://www2.fenetre.co.uk/pyros/ Chapter 4 Rotfeast leaned around the corner of the passageway's mouth, watching the slim armored girl progress down a wide, unadorned hall. The zombie leader licked his dry, cracked lips, admiring the girl's long, sleek legs and firm buttocks. Rotfeast glanced behind himself to make sure his less intelligent zombie minions awaited his pleasure, then he left the side passage, advancing quietly upon the unwary rogue. A stumbling zombie alerted Zara to her danger. She spun around, hunter's bow at the ready, when the zombie gang charged towards her. Zara fired her bow swiftly, killing three zombies before the rest came into melee range. She dodged a clumsy claw attack, drawing her Brutal Falchion as she slid to the monster's flank. The rogue stabbed the slow zombie in the side, twisting her blade inside the undead's rotting guts. The zombie vomited a stream of black blood as it fell, but more zombies staggered toward Zara's crouched form. Zara slew two more undead, clearing the way for a particularly large zombie with burly arms and scarred grey skin. Rotfeast hissed sharply, baring his drool-covered fangs. The zombie leader wielded a falchion of his own, a black-hued blade with glowing green runes scratched into it. Rotfeast chuckled maliciously, swiping at Zara with his sword. Zara parried several blows, riposting with swift slashes of her own. Rotfeast grunted when the rogue's blade sliced into his cold flesh, opening ugly rents in his chest and belly. The zombie increased the ferocity of his attacks, the glowing falchion smashing against Zara's blade, the two weapons spitting bright sparks with each violent contact. Rotfeast lashed out with his left claw, cutting a bloody track against Zara's right cheek. Zara licked her blood from her mouth, counter-attacking with a double handed chop that pierced deeply into Rotfeast's right arm. Rotfeast howled in pain, blood streaming down his limb. The duelists traded blows again until Rotfeast scored a shallow cut over Zara's left leg. The black steel bit coldly into Zara's warm flesh, the weapon draining her of her strength. Zara backed away from Rotfeast, her falchion heavy in her hand. Rotfeast giggled with pleasure, pressing his advantage with another round of slashes. Zara blocked the attacks, but her arm became more limp with each successful parry. Rotfeast pierced Zara's defenses a second time, cutting a wound across the right side of her stomach. More of Zara's strength was drained, she gasped in shock, almost falling to her knees in weakness. Rotfeast smashed his right boot into Zara's belly, sending her crashing into the stone wall behind her. Zara slid to the floor, her Brutal Falchion falling from limp fingers. Rotfeast slowly approached Zara, reaching out to touch her chin with the tip of his falchion. He nicked her skin, forcing her to moan in pain as more of her vitality was sucked into the evil weapon. The zombie knelt down so that his rot-disfigured face was level with Zara's. He drew back his right fist, then punched the girl on the forehead. Zara fell limp with unconsciousness. The first thing to attract Zara's attention was the foul reek of her surroundings. The smell of corruption burned the rogue's nostrils as she struggled to regain full consciousness. "So this is the slut that slew the Butcher. She doesn't look like much." "She was no match for my sword prowess." "Or that enchanted blade you carry." Zara opened her eyes, only to be greeted by darkness. The girl's eyes adjusted to the dark, until she could make out several tall humanoid forms gathered in a loose circle. To her left, Zara spotted a shallow stream that churned away into a wall hole. The stream's water was black and viscous, contaminated with foul waste deposited by several horned humanoids who poured iron barrels of filth into the stream where it emerged from a second wall opening. "You've done well, Rotfeast. You may go now," said the humanoid who appeared to be the leader of the horned ones. "I was hoping me and my lads could take a turn at the wench before we left," replied the zombie with an obscene thrust of his hips. "The bitch is ours, go before I decide to add your weapon to my armory," growled the horned leader. Rotfeast mumbled curses as he led his gang out of the spacious cavern. When the undead had left, the horned leader approached Zara where she lay bound near one of the cave's walls. The humanoid knelt next to Zara, sniffing her body loudly with a large snout. Zara's eyes widened in surprise when she realized the leader was a muscled goat man. The monster took one last long sniff of Zara's crotch, then took her chin into his right hand. "You are awake, yes?" asked the goat man in a deep voice. "Yes. Who are you?" "I am called Gharbad, of the Flesh Clan," replied the goat man as he ran his right hand down Zara's neck. "You're the one contaminating Tristram's water?" "Yes, those were my orders." "Who gave them?" "If you are very unfortunate, you may find out," grinned Gharbad darkly. "But first, I wish to couple with you." "No! Wait! I want to meet your master!" "In time, sweet one," rumbled Gharbad while he examined Zara's leather armor for release straps. Zara struggled as Gharbad found the bindings keeping her torso piece in place, then used his claws to unfasten them. The goat man had to unbind Zara's wrists to remove the armor, but there were several other goat men ready to hold the protesting rogue down while he unclothed her. Gharbad sat down before placing the writhing Zara on his large lap. Zara struggled and bit at the goat man as he fondled her bare breasts with his hairy claws. A second goat man grabbed a handful of Zara's auburn hair, forcing her to face his crotch. Zara's full lips were forced open, allowing the goat man to shove his large cock into her mouth. Zara groaned as the goat man pumped his tool back and forth inside her throat, his animal musk nearly suffocating her. A third goat man rebound Zara's wrists behind her back with leather cord, making it easier for Gharbad to squeeze and suck on the naked girl's round tits. Zara moaned when Gharbad bit her nipples with his fangs, the pink knobs growing hard with helpless arousal. Gharbad stroked Zara's bare thighs with his left claw, his right arm wrapped around her slim waist to keep her on his lap. The goat man leader suckled loudly on Zara's perfect melons, his saliva coating her white, smooth flesh. Gharbad's left claw slid between Zara's thighs, reaching her auburn shaded bush. Zara moaned softly, the second goat man's cock still filling her mouth, as Gharbad caressed her pussy with his surprisingly agile fingers. He plucked and rubbed the girl's labia, then energetically rubbed her clit until her cunt was wet with lust. The second goat man arched Zara's back so he could fuck her mouth easier, his shaft pumping up and down past her slack pink lips. Gharbad pressed one finger into Zara's warm pussy, the digit sinking deep into her tight clenching vagina. Zara mumbled weakly, her eyes squeezed shut while drool escaped to drip down her chin. Gharbad thrust his finger in and out of Zara's cunt for several minutes before inserting a second digit into the naked girl's slit. The goat man rammed his fingers into Zara's pussy until the orifice was dripping with her sticky juices. Gharbad removed his fingers to lick them clean of Zara's honey, motioning his cohort away with his right hand. The second goat man reluctantly removed his member from Zara's sensual lips. Gharbad positioned the limp girl so her bare legs hung over his, with the front of her torso facing him. Zara opened her eyes to slits, her pupils glazed, her mouth open and panting. Gharbad kissed Zara roughly on the mouth, his tongue forcing itself deeply down into the girl's throat. Zara moaned in protest, too weak to deny the monster his pleasure. Gharbad placed Zara's wet pussy over his rock hard cock, then he lowered her onto his shaft. Zara groaned loudly as the goat man's member slid into her vagina. The pole forced itself into her belly, filling her with throbbing meat. Gharbad growled as he began humping Zara's cunt, his crotch thrusting relentlessly against the rogue's naked sex. Zara moaned with each violent stab into her slit, her tits bobbing rhythmically, her arms dangling limply behind her back useless and bound. Gharbad held Zara's shapely hips firmly, his rod shoving forcefully into her warm, tight hole. The goat man licked and sucked Zara's bouncing breasts, lapping sloppily at her hardened nipples. He yanked back the girl's head by her hair, sucking on her sweet mouth with his furry snout. Gharbad fucked Zara's pussy until he released his seed into her stomach. Sated, the goat man pushed Zara onto the hard stone of the cavern floor, her legs outspread and her bare skin gleaming with sweat. "You may take her, brothers, but don't kill her. Remember, she wants to meet our master." The other goat men who had been watching Zara's rape chuckled deeply, moving forward to sample Zara's sweet flesh. Zara was barely conscious, unable to even struggle as two goat men untied her wrists and forced her on hands and knees. One monster thrust his cock into her mouth while another violated her dripping pussy with his shaft. Zara kept her eyes shut, tears trickling down her cheeks as she was forced to suck on the goat man's huge member. The goat man fucking Zara's cunt slapped her round buttocks, hitting them until they burned red with bruising. He seized a clawful of Zara's sleek hair, tugging on it like a leash as he pumped in and out of her clenching slit. Tiring of Zara's slack mouth, the goat man violating her lips pushed her up till she was upright on her knees, then pressed his quivering cock between her full tits. Zara moaned while the goat man fucked her breasts, his engorged shaft rubbing lewdly between her soft mammaries. The goat man thrusting into Zara's pussy switched to her anus, shoving his thick tool inside her until she shouted with pain. The monster wrapped his thick arms around her hips, holding her tightly as he humped her compact asshole. The goat man fucking Zara's tits grunted as he orgasmed, a thick stream of white cum spraying out onto the naked girl's chest and lower chin. The second goat man climaxed inside Zara's ass, filling her hole with cream till it dripped down into her crack. Zara fell back onto the floor gasping for breath, wiping cum and drool weakly from her chin. Gharbad and the goat men stood around her, some of them jacking off, covering her in more foul ichor. "Bind her again. We should go report," said Gharbad. The goat man leader hefted a red metal mace, pounding towards the cavern's main exit. One goat man sat Zara up while another pressed her arms against her back and rebound them with tight leather cord. A third goat man chuckled as he fastened a black leather dog collar around Zara's slim neck. A goat man slapped Zara's bare ass painfully to urge the girl forward. Zara stumbled after Gharbad, her whole body aching from the abuse her captors had inflicted upon her. The band descended deeper into the catacombs, marching past bands of Fallen Ones and other tribes of goat men. When the party stopped to rest near another underground stream, Zara softly cast Healing upon herself. The rogue pretended to still be weak when a goat man slapped her to her feet, then pinched her ass roughly to propel her forward. Zara covertly examined the goat men till she found the monster keeping her belongings. Gharbad continued to lead from the front, never turning back to see his prisoner as he marched to wherever his foul master waited. As the party walked through a particularly narrow tunnel, Zara pointed a finger at the goat man who followed directly behind her. She hissed the words of the Firebolt spell, halting in place while a small bolt of flame hurled from her digit onto the goat man's wide chest. The monster roared in agony as the fire sphere devoured his hairy flesh. All of the goat men stopped to see what had happened, giving Zara time to thrust her bound hands into the fire that seared one of her foes. The rogue gritted her teeth, fighting the pain that flashed over her trapped hands. The ropes snapped apart, freeing the girl's bound arms. Zara cast Firebolt again, this time indicating the goat man in front of her. The monster's eyes widened in horror as the searing bolt smashed into his torso, flinging him back into one of his brothers. Zara hurled over both falling goat men to reach the creature carrying her weapons. Gharbad snarled in frustration, knocking away minions too slow to get out of his way. He held his mace, Crackrust, in an iron grip as he pounded towards Zara. The rogue unsheathed her Brutal Falchion, bringing it up just in time to parry Gharbad's downward swipe with Crackrust. The two weapons screamed as they smashed together and parted. Zara dodged a swing by Gharbad, then stabbed her blade into the goat man's exposed belly. Gharbad grunted, crushing Crackrust against Zara's right shoulder. The girl's shoulder bone snapped audibly, making her yell in pain. Zara switched her falchion to her left hand, ramming the weapon into the goat man's stomach a second time. Blood escaped from Gharbad's clenched lips as he unsteadily raised Crackrust for a killing blow. Zara slashed up with her falchion, cutting a deep rift up Gharbad's bare chest. Hot blood gushed from the goat man's wound, splashing against Zara's bare breasts. Gharbad fell clutching his open torso, his face gaping with shock. The remaining goat men milled uncertainly within the tunnel until Zara killed two more with her magic weapon. The surviving monsters fled from the fire-eyed girl until she was the only living being in the darkness. Zara sat down roughly on the blood-splattered floor, her shoulder on fire with pain. She cast Healing on herself again, feeling the last of her mana used up by the spell. After catching her breath, Zara put her leather armor back on, then sheathed her falchion before slinging her bow over her shoulder. She placed Gharbad's mace, Crackrust, into her pack, then searched all of the goat men, finding several large bags of gold amidst them. Wearily unrolling her spell scroll, Zara cast Town Portal, leaving the tunnel through the glowing violet doorway of magic. ******** -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----