The Erotic Bestiary

by Klara Raškaj

  She leaned onto the table with her elbows while resting her head on her hands, smiling. "So, what do you usually do when your father's not training you to take his place as the leader of your people?"

  "The monarchy is a corrupt and horrific system where the only selection process you have to go through is seeing whether your face matches that of your uncle, and proving you're still able to draw your own breaths," Krampus commented without looking at her. "Our leaders are chosen by tests of physical prowess and knowledge necessary to rule over the people in their best interest."

  Geli cocked her head back in surprise. "Oh...I...wasn't aware..."

  "Of course you weren't," Krampus told her. "If you knew any better, you wouldn't want to stay here with these ingrates. I'm assuming the only things they've been teaching you here were how to smile and breathe through your nose."

  "Well...perhaps some of us aren't cowards who run away from their responsibilities and problems," Geli argued as she averted her relaxed gaze. "There will always be another problem haunting you." She turned back to him. "Life is problematic...and the only escape is death."

  He turned to her with a smirk. "A pampered little princess with some meat in her skull. I didn't think I'd find that here."

  "You seem to know very little about me, then," she told him and drank a bit of her wine. "Why such hatred for a person you barely know?"

  "I know enough," he said, his face returning to a look of condescension as he drank more wine. "I know you've been living your whole life without anyone so much as frowning at you until I came along. At the very least, when I tell you your tits are small, it's not because I want to crawl under your dress or into your coin purse."

  More than anything, she wanted to allow herself to frown, and to be able to release the rage she held inside of her by spilling her wine on his face at the very least. But alas, she only stretched her smile wider out of fear of invoking her father's wrath. "There is some truth to what you are saying," she replied. "But I can only pray that frowning faces be the worst of my problems."

  The white-haired Khazarassi from before approached Krampus and shook him by the shoulders. "Hey, stick boy, you finally going to stop moping around and come celebrate with us?"

  Krampus sighed, rolling his eyes. "Niko...for the love of God...please let me finish my dinner in peace," he groaned. "And take her with you."

  "Come on, Princess, you don't want to stay with this grump all night, do you?" Niko asked her.

  Geli smiled at him. "Thank you, but...I'd rather stay." She titled her head to look at all the other Khazarassi at the table, eating, drinking, and having the time of their lives. "You seem to be overcrowded anyway."

  "You're not welcome here," Krampus growled at her.

  "All right--if you say so," Niko told her as he was walking away. "Just give us a shout if this one gets on your nerves again."

  "You fucking bastard..." Krampus groaned.

  Geli turned to him again. "Why do they keep calling you 'stick boy?'" she asked with a chuckle.

  "I collect sticks and branches that had fallen off the trees," he answered. "All they do is chug on beer and wine and make noise all day. If you don't enjoy that, there's really not much else you can do around them. They already make it hard enough for me to get as much reading done as I would like to."

  "But aren't you partaking in drinking as we speak?" she asked.

  He took another sip of his wine. "I don't know about you, but I prefer to allow myself to actually taste and enjoy what I put in my body. It might be an unpopular opinion, but I believe the finer things in life should be savored."

  Despite his appearance, he wasn't anything like the other Khazarassi. He was cold, but he was also aware of so much more about the world around him than the rest. His honesty stung like frostbite, but it also made the rare positive things he said that much more meaningful.

  Geli suddenly noticed her heart beating a little bit faster than usual. She even caught her eyes falling into a trance as she continued to gaze at him. It must have been the wine. She hadn't even eaten before she started drinking.

  "But I do hold a shred of sympathy for them," he continued. "They've never known a lack of anything: food...drink...women... We bring the party, and you bring the rest. They've never had to work a day in their lives."

  All of a sudden, one of the servants walked up to the king and whispered something into his ear.

  "Tell them to go and ask that thief who's been stealing from our pantries all year round to share some of his bounties with them," argued the king. "I'm sure they're all well acquainted with him."

  "B-but, Sire..."

  "I will not tell you again!" shouted Maximilian, piercing the servant's eyes with a menacing gaze.

  The whole room went deathly silent. Everyone stared at the king, their eyes ridden with worry and confusion.

  "Here..." He took one of the hams from the table and threw it onto the floor. "Tell them if they ever think to bother me and my family in front of my guests again, there will be hell to pay."

  "Y-yes, Your Majesty," stuttered the servant as he bowed to Maximilian and took the ham from the floor while on his way out.

  Geli watched in horror as the servant was scurrying away with the ham like a frightened mouse. She wished for nothing more than to follow him and apologize for her father's behavior, along with helping him take some more food from the kitchen. But when she gazed at her father's stern, cold eyes, her body was immediately paralyzed.

  Maximilian turned to the Khazarassi with a hardened gaze. "Please, continue."

  Slowly, but surely, the guests did their best to try and recreate the joy and spirit they held moments ago, though after witnessing such a scene, it was apparent that none of them could truly relax as much as they did before.

  "And there goes my appetite," groaned Krampus. He stood up, took one last long sip of the wine and placed his goblet back onto the table with a loud thud. "This was good wine, though," he said and rushed out of the room without a glance or 'goodbye.'

  Geli remained sitting there, staring in his direction. But soon, she shook her head and forced her mind to return to the present moment, then quickly went after him.

  He'd just climbed the stairs and was heading towards the hallway with the guest rooms in the west wing.

  Once he walked into the fourth room on the right, she slowed her pace down as she cautiously approached the door. This was it. The final nail in the coffin. They were alone and nobody would be able to see how she'd act. She smiled as she approached the door. Now, all she needed to do was to make him think she wanted to sleep with him. Poor bastard probably never even talked to a woman before in his life before she came along. He'll be scared out of his wits, and Geli will have emerged victorious. Her only regret was that nobody would be able to witness his humiliation. Slowly, she entered the room and closed the door behind her.

  With a shocked and furious grimace, Krampus rushed over to her. "What the hell are you doing here? Did you follow me?" he argued. He grabbed hold of her shoulder and pushed her back towards the door. "Get out. Now."

  "N-no! Please, let me stay," she pleaded while retaining a big smile as she held her arms together like an innocent little girl. "I'm sorry--I just...I don't want to be down there with them. I want to keep talking with you."

  He groaned loudly, dragging his hand across his face. "Why won't you just leave me alone?"

  She strolled past him with her hands behind her back, looking around the room. "I like talking to you--that's all." She then turned back to him. "By the way, why do you wear those chains around your neck?"

  "If I tell you, will you leave me the fuck alone?" he asked.

  She sat down on the bed and proceeded to slip the top part of her dress off her shoulders as she gazed at him with a sly grin on her lips. "All right, don't tell me," she said. "You don't have to say anything."

  "Oh my fucking God," he groaned as he marched over to her and grabbed her by the arm, dragging her back towards the
door.

  Panic shot through Geli as her eyes opened wider. She had to think of something, and fast. Without thinking, she quickly moved in front of him, placed her hands on the sides of his head and kissed him.

  He cocked his head back, staring at her in shock as he panted when they parted.

  Her heart beat fast and her chest began to heave as she gazed into his eyes. Suddenly, she could no longer think about her plan or her intentions. The sensation was something completely alien to her. She never thought a simple kiss like that would overwhelm her this much, be it her first or not. But, nevertheless, it was...something else. All she could think of was how desperately she wanted to do it again. Just one more time.

  Suddenly, his eyes narrowed in sheer anger as he grabbed her by her hair and violently pushed her onto the bed as she gasped.

  With adrenaline and fear coursing through her veins, she sat up and looked back at him with wide-open eyes. "W-what are you--?"

  He walked over to her with a menacing glare and pushed her back down as he knelt over her. He then grabbed her wrists and proceeded to wrap them in the chains he carried around his neck. "You really don't know when to stop, do you?"

  Geli found herself unable to speak or barely even breathe. She just kept staring at him, wondering whether he was going to do what she thought he would.

  He took off his clothes without breaking eye contact, but she couldn't see anything beneath his toned abdomen because of her large dress.

  He then grabbed the top of her gown and ripped it down to her waist, exposing her chest completely.

  She couldn't believe her own body's reactions. She should have screamed. She should have fought back. Instead, all she could feel was the pounding of her heart and the aching of her loins as clear liquid oozed down the soft skin between her legs. With each passing moment of anticipation, her breath grew quicker and thinner.

  He pushed her legs apart, tore off her undergarments, and nestled himself closer to her as he placed his hand on her mouth.

  His thick, throbbing cock gently brushed against her slit and made her skin crawl with excitement.

  "You don't have to say anything, either," he told her as he pushed his cock inside her with a deep thrust.

  She closed her eyes shut and grunted into his hand, her body coiling and curling up from the discomfort.

  "Don't make faces like that," he said as he continued thrusting in a steady rhythm. He took his hand off her mouth and pulled her hair. "You're going to smile when I fuck you."

  She panted as she continued to gaze into his eyes like a helpless little lamb. All so suddenly, her inner walls convulsed around his cock, coating it with a thick layer of liquid, and making it glide in and out of her much more smoothly. With almost every thrust, her muscles became less tense. It almost didn't hurt anymore. It felt...good. He was so dominant and commanding. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying herself.

  Consequentially, he pulled her hair even harder, forcing a yelp out of her. "Look me in the eyes and tell me how much you love it."

  She was completely at his mercy, and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. She gazed deep into his eyes and smiled as she moaned. "I love it," she said.

  He chuckled. "So, exactly for how long did you think you could keep this sweet princess charade going?" he asked. "I absolutely despise it when people pretend they're something they're not. Admit it. Deep down, you're just a hungry little slut."

  "Yes," she moaned, leaning her head back and closing her eyes as he sent waves of pleasure through her body with each thrust.

  "But you're my little slut now," he told her and pulled her closer by her hair.

  She opened her eyes and panted as she stared at him, her heart beating as loud as the sound of a thousand galloping stallions.

  "By the way, did I say you could look away?" he asked.

  "N-no," she stuttered.

  "No, Master," he corrected her.

  "No, Master," she repeated.

  Krampus then pushed her back down onto the bed. He continued to fuck her at a faster pace while taking shallow breaths and smiling as he glared at her.

  She couldn't believe what was happening. When he insulted her in front of everyone down by the castle entrance, her heart shattered into a million pieces. But here, it brought her pleasure she never thought possible. Though she wished to take the time to ponder the reason why, her mind was far too preoccupied.

  Suddenly, he pulled out and turned her around onto her stomach with a swift and careless shove. He tore her dress apart until she was left completely bare.

  She turned her head to look back at him, her chest heaving and her drowsy eyes gazing at him.

  He took off another chain and placed it around her neck, holding it with one hand as if one would hold the reins of a horse. "How would you like Master to take you for a ride?" he asked with a smirk.

  "Yes," she replied, lifting her lower body up in the air while she rested her head and torso on the bed, smiling as she excitedly anticipated his next move. He tugged on the chain, forcing her to jerk back up a bit as she grunted in surprise and discomfort. "Y-yes, Master," she stuttered.

  "Better," he cooed and tightened the grip on the chain as he stroked his member. He then grabbed hold of her thigh and pushed his thick cock back inside her wet slit, stretching her lips thin. Slowly, but firmly, he thrust inside her while lightly tugging at the chain around her neck. "I hope you understand that I'm supposed to be punishing you right now."

  "I'll be good, Master! I promise!" she exclaimed.

  He chuckled. "That's what I like to hear."

  "Oh God--yes," she moaned with each thrust. She closed her eyes, letting him rock her body back and forth in a blissful rhythm.

  "You're a disgusting little whore," he growled.

  "I--I've never been with another," she confessed. "You're the only one who's ever touched me, Master."

  "Am I supposed to believe a little slut like you?" asked Krampus. "I'm already willing to ignore your impurity. Don't make me regret my decision."

  "I swear it's the truth!" she told him with worry plaguing her face.

  Soon, he leaned over her as he continued to push himself deeper into her and whispered in her ear in a joyful, yet menacing tone, "Fine. Let's say I'm willing to believe you," he said. "But I'd start praying if I were you, Princess. I don't care in which lunar phase you are--I'm going to fill you with my seed, and you're going to like it."

  Her body trembled and a long moan escaped her lips as she took a deep breath. Her inner walls tightened around his cock as if desperately trying to milk him. "M-master..." she moaned.

  He straightened his back and proceeded to thrust harder into her, grunting with each push as he pulled the chain around her neck back a bit to keep her head up straight. "Tell Master how happy it makes you."

  "I--I wish to bear you a son, Master," she told him, smiling as she spread her legs as wide as she could to help him move deeper inside her. "It is an honor to receive your blessing."

  He let go of the chain and placed both hands on her thighs. Harder and harder, he thrust into her like a wild animal, as if he'd lost his senses to pleasure completely.

  Geli moaned and panted. "M-master!" she called for him as her limbs were going numb. Sparks flew through her body and heat built up in her chest. Pleasure hit her like a crashing wave, overwhelming her. She opened her eyes wide and screamed.

  Her pussy squeezed his cock tight, sending him over the edge as he gasped and shot hot cum inside of her. After a couple more thrusts, he pulled out and lay back onto the bed to catch his breath.

  Geli turned around and lay down on her side as their combined liquids oozed out of her onto her inner thighs and the sheets. She panted, closing her eyes only for a moment before she meant to ask Krampus what in the hell had just come over them. However, what was supposed to be a quick rest soon turned into a deep sleep.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Something There

  GELI GENTLY OPENED her
eyes as the sunlight hit her face, peering through the edges of the heavy curtains covering the windows. She quickly sat up and tried to pull together her dress and fix her shoes as panic rushed through her veins.

  Everyone was probably already wondering where she was. They'll ask questions.

  She wrapped the blanket from the bed around herself and peeked through the door to see if there was anyone out in the hallway. She rushed back to her room undetected, thankfully. Everyone must have still been having breakfast down in the dining hall. She took off her torn dress and hid it behind the dresser, then put on a nightgown. Finally, she jumped into bed and tugged the rope hanging beside her to call for the servants.

  However, she soon realized as she lay eyes on her wrists that she had some marks left from the chains Krampus had tied her with the night before. After pulling down the sleeves of her gown further, she nervously waited for her handmaiden and the servants to come and help her get dressed, as they did every morning.

  It wasn't until that moment when she could finally relax a bit that she started thinking about what she would say to Krampus when she saw him. Why did he leave before she woke up? Didn't he wish to talk about last night? What even did happen last night? Why did she enjoy it so much? What was wrong with her?

  Soon enough, Geli's handmaiden and the other female servants finally arrived.

  "Good morning, your highness," said the handmaiden in a chipper voice. "You've slept quite a bit longer today than usual."

  "Y-yes," said Geli with a smile, averting her gaze. "I'd like to wear the white one today. With the long sleeves."

  The handmaiden took out a long white dress with skintight sleeves that covered the entirety of the arms but left the shoulders exposed as red velvet coiled around the top of the chest area. As the servants were undressing and redressing Geli, the handmaiden looked at the markings on her wrists and neck with squinting eyes.

  Geli let out a nervous chuckle. "You wouldn't believe what happened to me last night," she said. "I went outside for some fresh air when I suddenly got caught in some loose vines. You can't even imagine how frightened I was. That's the last time I'm going out at night without a torch."