The Pillaging of an Empire

by Amanda Clover

  Girki pulls back. “You ready,” he says.

  Dana panted. She trembled a little as the gertling aligned his cock with her puckered hole and pressed forward. “Ah!” she gasped as his warty cock eased into her ass. “Ooooh,” she moaned as the bumps of his shaft rubbed her tight backdoor. Though small, the sensation was so wholly different from any other she’d known she couldn’t help but pant, her heavy breasts swaying as she began to rock against the gertling.

  Girki moaned, hips drawing back and fucking her eagerly. Dana gasped, delighting in the strangeness of the sensation. Here she was, having her ass fucked by a gertling, and she was enjoying it. Had invited it even! “Yessss!” she moaned eagerly. “Yes! Fuck my ass Girki. Fuck me with your warty cock! Mnnnn! Oh fuck yesss!”

  He reached between her thighs, strumming her spit slickened cunt, gasping as she pushed back against his pulsing cock. “Fuck meee!” she moaned eagerly, delighting in the sensation of her fucking. “Take me Girki! Fuck my slutty human ass! Yes! Yesss! Ahhhhh!”

  Her cry rang out in the cabin, for a moment overcoming the howling wind outside. Girki squealed as her tight backdoor clamped down on his stunted cock. His hands dug into her shapely bottom, the gertling shuddering as he came, stuffing her with pulse after pulse of his hot seed.

  “Yessss!” Dana moaned as his oily cum filled her tight ass. She moaned, sliding her slick fingers from her trembling quim. She sighed, falling to the floor, basking in the pleasured afterglow.

  At last Girki withdrew his warty cock from her bottom. “Dana okay?” the gertling panted.

  “Yes,” Dana gasped, raising her head with some effort and looking back at the creature. He smiled weakly. “Yes, Girki. I’m okay.”

  The gertling smiled broadly. “Me glad.”

  Dana sighed and tugged her blanket back over herself. Girki shifted and moved towards the fire.

  “Where are you going?”

  Girki paused, glanced back. “Me… sleep other side of fire.”

  Dana sighed and rolled her eyes. “Girki. Come here.” She lifted the edge of the blanket, revealing her naked pink body.

  Girki looked at the welcoming warmth of her body and the blanket. At last the gertling shuffled over and ducked beneath the blanket. Dana sighed as the gertling nestled against her generous bust. She let the blanket fall, warming the pair of them. She felt the gertling’s face rest against her body, and took comfort from the presence of the stunted creature. She smiled softly, settling down and letting her eyes slide shut. And while the storm raged and rattled the walls of the cabin, it was warm between the blankets as she slipped away to sleep.

  Destinations

  By morning the rain had given out and Dana and Girki moved on. The mud made the going treacherous, the grass slick as the pair made their way along the trail as best they could. Though Dana knew the route dimly, never had she tried to find it in such circumstances. They tried to keep to the trail, knowing speed was paramount, and that the thick forests would be little impediment to the encroaching monsters.

  That said, Dana realized how woefully unprepared she had been in undertaking her journey. Not that she had much of a choice. But as she fought on it was Girki who managed to find them shelter during the night and food to keep them going. Though Dana knew the way, she had never ventured so far on the paths, having spent most of her days in the village with only a few visits to the distant logging town.

  Of course, the nights were something else entirely. Dana no longer felt the repulsion she once had for the gertling, and had grown willing enough to reward the stunted creature for his aid, and enjoy it herself. She found her small lover eager and energetic, if not terribly skilled. Still, it felt oddly good to have such a degree of power in their sensual relationship. As she allowed the gertling to suck at her thick nipples and eagerly rut into her tight backdoor, she moaned in delight, the soft sounds thrilling her as she came.

  She had almost hoped they were safe until the third day out from the cabin. As they climbed up a winding path she happened to glance back and stopped cold. From below, among the trees, she saw a pair of glowing yellow eyes staring back.

  She blinked, and the sight was gone. She glanced rapidly over the distant foliage but not a rustle of branches betrayed any movement.

  “What wrong?”

  She glanced back at Girki, who had paused as well a bit further up the trail. “I thought…” She glanced back down at the forest. “It… it was probably nothing,” she said. But a chill crawled up her arms and spine, and the scratches long healed tingled with the memory of her debasement.

  Girki eyed her, his face scrunched up with worry. He drew back and alongside her, drawing his crude stone knife. She smiled down at him, her worry easing just a little at the gertling’s protectiveness. She pushed the memory of those glowing eyes from her mind, focusing on the trail ahead.

  But the sight wouldn’t leave her. Not when they at last reached a small cave for the night, the fire burning low in the shelter and their bellies filled with dinner of some roots and another snared hare. As the darkness deepened beyond the depths of the cave, Dana watched the frames of the trees, imagining the ghoul among them, watching them, waiting for them.

  She shuddered and shook her head.

  “What wrong?” Girki asked.

  Dana glanced towards the gertling, who looked back at her with obvious concern. She found a weary smile. “Just… thinking. Girki? Where are you going to go, if you escape?”

  The gertling frowned slightly, furrowing his brow. He shook his head slowly. “Me not know. Me think… me think me try cross border. Go over mountains.”

  “To Heimsvak?” Dana said in some surprise.

  The gertling nodded. “Yes. Me want go there. Land here not safe. Big war. Me not think monster or men come out good. Me not want to be here when happens.”

  Dana frowned, considering that. She had never considered leaving Istanov, even if she did manage to escape to Alpinosk. She had barely left her village before. But leaving the province, let alone the empire? She could barely imagine the distance needed for such a thing.

  “Why there?” she asked. “I mean, last I heard, Heimsvak isn’t very… um, accommodating to monsters either.”

  The gertling shrugged. “Nowhere safe for gertling. Me be okay. Me manage.”

  Dana sagged a little, giving the stunted gertling a weary smile. Her heart went out to the little creature. Though she had lost all she had known, her life torn from under her, she at least knew that her own people would shelter her. That she would make do. But for the gertling, she realized then just what he was giving up by abandoning the Duke of Ashes cause. Leaving not only his people, but any chance of solace or community. She knew little about gertlings, but she doubted any would shelter an outcast easily. And she didn’t even know if the monstrous tribes survived beyond the teeth of the mountains in the fabled kingdom beyond the empire.

  “You’re quite brave, Girki,” she said.

  Girki shrugged. “Me not brave. Me not have choice.”

  “I’m not sure of that,” Dana murmured. She eased off her shirt slowly. “You’re going off to such a distance. Beyond the empire. Beyond the other monsters. You ran away from the Duke of Ashes.”

  Girki’s eyes widened as she slowly stood, shimmying out of her ragged skirt. “And you know,” she murmured huskily, walking around the fire towards the short creature, her hips swinging, her hair a tangle around her head. “You could have brought me back to the ghoul. He would have rewarded you, no doubt. Maybe even given me to you. But you didn’t. You decided to help me, even though I’m pretty sure you could have moved faster without a clumsy, big, human woman with you.”

  She saw a flicker of his eyes and her smile widened more. “I thought so.” She slowly bent her knees, pushing Girki down onto his back as she hovered above his waist. “Girki,” she breathed, running her hand down his scrawny chest and to his tenting loincloth. “You are brave. And bravery… should be rewarded…”


  “Dana,” the gertling moaned as she brushed aside his loincloth, his warty cock springing into the open.

  “Shhh,” Dana murmured, her fingers slowly running up his cock, teasing the warty flesh until it fairly throbbed with the gertling’s need. “I want to, Girki. I need to…”

  Girki swallowed thickly, staring up at her, entranced at the pale curves of the beauty above him. Dana smiled down at him, and slowly lowered herself onto him.

  “Mmmmm!” she moaned as his warty cock slid into her tight quim. “Oh Girkiiiiiii.”

  The gertling gasped beneath her. He reached up and grabbed her generous breasts. “Ah!” Dana gasped, arching, thrusting her tits into the monster’s knobby hands. Then moaning as he began to squeeze and knead her plush mounds, spreading the warmth of deepening pleasure through her in waves. She leaned over him, hands on either sides of his body, her hips rising and falling, plunging his dagger of a cock into her quaking inner walls. “Oh Girkiiiii! Yesss. Fuck! Play with my… ah… my slutty tits. Lick them. Kiss them. Oh fuck me…”

  The gertling moaned, cradling her teats. His wide mouth engulfed one of her hard nipples, eagerly sucking and tonguing the sensitive bud of her nipple. Dana cried out, keening in pleasure as she continued to pump her thighs up and down, fucking the stunted gertling eagerly.

  “Yessss! Fuck girki! Fuck my human cunt! Ah. Ah! Nnnn! Yes! Fuck. I’m… I’m close Girki. I’m so close! Ahn. Ah! Girkiiii!”

  She wailed with pleasure as her orgasm surged through her in toe curling ecstasy. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, milking its warty length hungrily. Girki cried out, shuddering as his own orgasm swept through him.

  “Yesssss!” Dana moaned. “Cum in me Girki! Fill me with your seeeed!”

  Girki groaned, panting as his cock pumped his cum into her warm depths. With a sigh she settled atop him, her plump thighs enveloping the gertling’s small frame beneath her. “Oh,” she said. “Oh Girki. That was… oh gods…”

  “Me… me not mean cum in…”

  “It’s okay,” Dana soothed gently. “It’s okay Girki. It’s not a dangerous time for me.”

  “Still,” the gertling whimpered.

  Dana giggled at the stunted creature’s uneasiness. “You know. I imagine most gertlings would be happy to have just cum in a human woman’s cunt. But,” she sighed, lifting her hips, unsheathing the gertling’s cock from her depths lazily, “since you seem so against it, I suppose I can find other ways to pleasure you.”

  Girki flopped back, but his eyes were attentive as she slid down his front and to his cum smeared cock. She gave him a teasing look as she cupped her generous breasts in her hands, rubbing them against each other tantalizingly. “Mmm. Since you seem to enjoy my breasts so much…”

  Girki panted, watching eagerly as she leaned down, enveloping his warty cock between her ample teats. She moaned softly, bouncing her teats around his tiny shaft, the head of his cock not even large enough to crest her soft mounds.

  “Oh Girki. I can feel your cock between my tits,” she moaned. “Do you like that, Girki? Do you love the feel of my big breasts stroking your tiny cock?”

  “Mnnnn,” the gertling moaned, his thin hips moving, humping his cock between her soft orbs. “Oooooh. Me like! Girki like!”

  “Do you want to cum all over my big breasts Girki?” she breathed, falling into the movements, her eyes glowing with eagerness.

  “Yes! Girki need cum!”

  “Do it,” she gasped. “Cum on my slutty human tits!”

  “Aghhhnnnnn!” Girki squealed, clawing at the ground of the cave as his cock twitched between her teats, his cum spurting out between her teats.

  Dana sighed softly and lifted her breasts from the gertling’s cock. She stroked her generous orbs with her hands, slathering his oily seed over her soft breasts. “Oooh Girki. Did you like that?”

  “Yes,” the gertling moaned. “Me liked.”

  “Hm. Good. Glad you had some fun. Let me just go get a little clean now.”

  Girki grinned as she rose and lazily sauntered out of the cave. A stream twisted not far, burbling happily. The glutting from the rain had weakened, but the river still moved swiftly. She gingerly stepped into the water, gasping at the cold. Winter still lingered in the waterway, and the shiver cooled the fire in her quickly. She sighed, easing down until only her chest remained above water. Carefully she began to slather up her breasts, washing away the gertlings cum with the same amount of care she did when rubbing it in.

  As the cool water flowed freely over her she groaned. “Oh gods,” she said. “Did I really let him cum in me?” She shook her head, but couldn’t suppress a smile. She knew it had been a mistake, but the gertling had been so helpful she had been more than eager. She wasn’t too worried about getting pregnant, and really, she didn’t regret letting him cum in her. But she knew they couldn’t go further. Their lives diverged too much. She certainly had no interest in being a gertling broodmother. And she doubted Girki could live in a human city, and judging by his tale of pains he didn’t particularly want to either. She sighed, still feeling that smile pulling at her lip.

  By the time she returned to the cave she was feeling better, and as she watched the gertling warm himself before the fire, she smirked and prowled closer, licking her lips as she pressed him down and took his cock into her hot mouth.

  Beyond the Trees

  Dana climbed to the top of the hill and peered through the treeline. She sagged, her breath steaming the air as she spotted lights peering through the trees.

  “Girki! Look!”

  The gertling stepped up beside her and peered in the direction she was pointing. The gertling brightened at the sight of distant lights. “That-“

  “Alpinosk!” Dana gasped, nearly in tears of relief. “Oh Girki at last!”

  The gertling continued to smile, but it was slowly wilting. He glanced back to her. “Then, you go now?”

  Dana looked back down to the gertling, and felt a sudden dampening of guilt. He smile grew tender as she kneeled before the gertling, tilting back his chin so that he was looking into her eyes.

  “Girki. I will. But I want you to know that I don’t regret any of what we did. I couldn’t have gotten this far without you.” She drew the stunted creature into a hug, pressing his face against the tattered shirt and generous breasts. “Thank you.”

  The gertling raised his arms and returned her hug warmly. He sniffled. “Me miss Dana human.”

  “I know. And I’ll miss you too, Girki.” She pulled back and smiled down at the gertling, giving his brow a kiss. “Thank you.”

  Girki managed a shy smile. Dana looked away and towards the distant sound of rushing water. “There,” she said, pointing. “The bridge across the river is there. Once we cross there, I will head north and towards Alpinosk. You follow the river east. Eventually, it intersects the mountains. I remember it from the map. I don’t know how you’ll get over it, Girki. But I know you’ll do it. I believe in you.”

  Girki nodded. “Yes. Me go, Dana. Me go.”

  She smiled and touched his cheek again. Then, she rose and took the gertling’s hand. Together they walked down the slim trail.

  As they neared, she noticed the brighter the distant light began to grow. Dana’s brows crinkled with concern. She didn’t recall Alpinosk having so many fires. She remembered it with tall wooden walls with a single gate, guarded day and night. Torches lined the upper levels of the palisade, but these lights were too low. They seemed to be in the fields around the town…

  Dana slowed as they neared the bridge which bisected the river. Girki looked up at her curiously. “What wrong, Dana?”

  “I don’t know. Something’s… different.”

  “I’d say so indeed.”

  Dana spun about. A blow slammed into Girki before the gertling could even move, sending him crashing into the underbrush. Claws grabbed Dana by the throat, slamming her into a tree so hard the breath was driven from her lungs. She gasped, sucking in a breath, one tin
ged with a scent that sent a pulse of raw fear racing through her.

  The shape of her attacker was barely visible in the dark, but the lights of its glowing yellow eyes unveiled its long, gangly frame. The ghoul Slengk smiled, his row of sharp teeth splitting his rotting face. One of his long arms hung at his side, the other holding her throat. The flesh around his talons were purpled and bulging with venom, the scent sending an echoing pulse through the faded wounds across her body.

  “Found you. Oh how I did miss you,” the ghoul breathed. Dana shuddered as he stroked her cheek with a free talon, wincing as the tip carefully pressed against her cheek, just enough not to break the skin, but enough to send a tingle of venom into her. “I was so worried when I woke up and you were gone. Why, I was just beside myself. I had to kill nearly a dozen of my minions who let you slip away before I felt better. Sweet Dana.”

  “M-monster,” she hissed. Her hand went for her knife, yanking it free.

  “Ah ah!” the ghoul chuckled, catching her wrist. She gasped in pain at the strength in those cruel fingers as he wrenched the knife from her grasp. “Let’s have none of that,” he continued, tossing the dagger aside. “Stupid sluts shouldn’t play with things that they don’t know how to use. Stupid sluts only need to spread their legs and get a proper fucking.”

  Dana choked on her fear. She grit her teeth, glaring into the glowing eyes of the ghoul. “I… I am not your s-slut!”

  The ghoul cocked his head. “Oh? Then it was some other big titted whore who got on her knees and sucked my cock. Hm? And what about the gertling eh?” the ghoul said, glancing back at where Girki lay, wincing as he tried to rise. “Are you going to tell me you didn’t take his runty little cock?”

  Dana paled at the sight of the gertling. “Ah… I…”

  The ghoul laughed crudely. “Oh poor slut! And so close to your goal. Why look! Lovely Alpinosk is right over there. Pity you just couldn’t quite get there.”

  Dana looked over at the burning torches. She felt tears prick the corner of her eyes. No. She was so close!