The bird looked up at her curiously as she made strange notions before running head long into the cave. Following the drag marks she cane to a series of rocks where it vanished. The thing was there, inbetween stones? No, she saw nothing ...

I so enjoy it when prey comes too me, less work that way.

Behind her the bird hopped along on the ground towards her, then mutated rather quickly becoming Aegir, his eyes sliding over her naked body and the effects that nature already had on her.

There it was. That sudden, ungodly feeling. The feeling that Aegir was right there, watching her with his hollow white orbs. And, just as suddenly as she felt it, there he was, in all of his purple glory.

"A-Aegir!" she shouted in surprise, tumbling to ground in shock. This was not how she wanted to be seen. Naked, toyed with by the wind and water- not in her drastically weakened state. She still had her pride though.

Melanie quickly stood to her feet, crossing one arm over her breast and the other to cover her mound. "T-two of your kind stopped by my home, looking for you. They're on their way right now to take you out. But first, I wanted to see if we could... reason with each other.... The blood rushed up to her cheeks, as she realized that, no matter how well intended, trying reason when she was nude was... counterintuitive.

His mind pressed into her memories seeing exactly what she lived through. The others were unsure of were he was and Eramus did not know. His white eyes gaze about her body that she tried to hide from his sight though doing so only appealed to him more enticing his memory.

They are looking for me, but not on their way here ... they know not where I am. He fell silent as their was another tremble, his gaze flickering up to the ceiling of the cave then back as the shaking subsided.

Their using the machines ... anyway, they are not enroute here ... we have time to reason with each other. In fact, we have more time than last ...

He paused as if debating something then lashed out at her, this time four tentacles coursing to her, one high, one at mid level and two low but these were coming in from either side rather than straight ahead. His aim was to grasp her, to restrain her.

Melanie fought the urge to resist. How could she not balk at the thought of tentacles grasping her cold, naked form? But she stood stock still as the tentacles wrapped about her.
"Listen, Aegir, I know what it is going to happen to this Island. If you don't do something about them, with all your immense power, then they will destroy this continent, and everyone on it. Please, please, just hear me out-"

Why was she even fighting so hard to defend a place in her dreams? Because she could? No, that wouldn't make sense- because the dream dictated that she did so. That was the only reason Melanie could conceive for this event. She was willing to do anything- ANYTHING to save Atlantis, because that was what the dream required her to do.

Yes, it was the dream in control, not her. Not anymore.

A tentacle entwined around her left arm, waist and either leg as she made no move to defend herself from him. His grasp on her was tight but had some slack to it so he could tighten his grip further if necessary. The tentacle on her left arm pulled and as it did so her breasts were revealed to him.

Mouth tendrils quivering as he slithered forward over the sands. His eyes traced around the curve of her breasts, her erect nipples called to him and a tentacle lifted upward to circle gently around one.

He exuded a musky scent, faint to her nostils as he did this. Another tentacle rose up, wrapping about her right forearm and pulling that away too as another tentacle moved between her thighs rubbing slowly along the slit of her sex.

And why should I care?

He sounded indifferent to her, what did the fate of a few thousand humans mean to him anyway? He injected his mind within hers, coursing through synapes there until he found what he was looking for and pressed against those regions that caused arousal, steadily increasing it.

"B-because you lived here too," Melanie replied. Her mind was beginning to fog over as the monster did exactly what she expected it to- to take advantage of her nudity, to divulge itself in the pleasure of her body. She gasped as she felt the smooth, scaled tentacle scrape across her most sensitive area. She squirmed away, her morals and memories of her REAL mother still urging her to remain herself, not to become this thing's plaything.
"They helped write your story, and those two would only i-interrupt your pleasure. After all, i-if Atlantis is destroyed, we wouldn't be able t-to t-take ple-pleasure in each other's company," she tried to reason. She felt a burning sensation build up in her nether regions, and she felt a blush come to her face as her nipples were revealed for creature's ravenous gaze.
But pleasure could be tampered with by distraction, and reason stood that, if the creatures were to even consider asking her brother, Aegir's cove would be revealed.
"You wouldn't want that, would you?"

Negotiations with her body ... what he was planning on taking anyway. Above water, below, makes little diffrence to me. I can live in each enviroment.

He traced the gills at the side of his neck absent mindly though his eyes were busy focused on her. He paused as she mentioned the book thoug, thinking about the work placed in it thus far. Working on another elsewhere would only result in similar circumstances he fathomed. In any event Atlantis would be destroyed, the others would take no chance in his hersey getting out.

Aegir considered the fact of her brother if the others got to him they would surely learn where he was. It was difficult leaving so fine of a spot but he would do as he must though he focused on her last words. Aegir assumed that he would just take her, here and now should Atlantis sink in the future so be it. But an idea formed in his mind that he entertained.

Oro and Vesal wouldn't think of it. They were too focused and remained in the box. Aegir, due to his corruption, was able to think a little outside of the box from time to time.

A tentacle still slide against the slit of her sex, up and down as it slid faster against her, another latching around the curve of her breast and giving it a light squeeze. He peered into her mind following her path of thought as he did this seemingly without thought.

Nothing stops me now from simply taking you. Atlantis' fate is sealed though your families is not ... Fingers smoothed down her body beginning at her shoulders then trickling down to her hips.

One stopped there, the other sank further until a finger pressed against her clit rubbing it in small slow circles.

Melanie had never been felt up by anyone before. She had never truly sought to explore her sexuality, fearing that she would fall prey to the addictive pleasure that had consumed her mother. This pleasure was foreign to her nubile form, and as such, she felt the urge to explore it further. She could not give in though- memories of her mother brought a sense of vindication as she fought back the thoughts of arousal and maintained her composure. Her daring glare remained steadfast, though her body shook with futile desire. She was not about to give in-

Not until she could keep her family then.

"You could always rape me. But if you save at least my family, I will be all yours. Dutiful, obedient, I will submit myself to your every whim. Just save them, and you won't even need to use your mind tricks and tentacles to get what you desire."

Was it her, or was she aroused at the thought of being this creature's sex slave?

What did it matter? She was only in a dream.

He had been intrigued bu her words simply because most beings were unwilling. It was his preference to deal with the willing though, as they gave what could not be taken. He thrived off of attention, off of being idolized and this offer had made mention of this.

It was a win - win situation for him since Eramus was likely to survive in this outcome and even if he were lacking his notes he was still alive to recreate them. Provided that he did not draw attention to himself as an Atlantian he was likely to go through the remainder of his days as overlooked as such by his brethern.

It was also rare that he dealt with virgins. So often he had the hand me downs of other monsters so to speak and while he liked girls that were already broken in due to the fact that they were more accepting of him and he was not as horrid as the others so that they saw him in a more favorable light he did not mind braking one in either.

This was on the mental plane though, and while it interested him in taking her in the physical realm as her first, this was nearly as good.

His fingers still brushed over her clit with the rise and fall of his tentacle against the slit of her sex.

Agreed.

Free will was about the only thing she had to bargain with. Atlantis would be destroyed whether or not she were here anyway ...

He agreed? He actually agreed? Melanie sighed, a tear of relief forming. Now she would have nothing left to worry about. Her father and brother were safe. That was all that mattered. Well, that and I will be just fine here.[/i[
"Th-thank you," she panted. She was now free in to [i]indulge in these new, foreign feelings. How did her brain even know how this was supposed to feel? It was so... strange. Yes. This sexual tension was foreboding and strange. That warm feeling that originated from her fold began to spread across her body as Aegir's ministrations became more intense and pleasurable.
"I-I am wholly yours... M-Master Aegir," she added, feeling an additional rush of blood flooding across her cheeks as she referred to herself as a piece of property.

And yet, the thought felt so... dirty.

Had he ever been thanked for anything before? No. He had not. Though the term Master was one he had not heard for some time. It felt good, enticing even to know that he was in that position of supiority over someone or something. That or the fact that he was "worshipped".

Bending down his tongue snaked out of his mouth rushing against the side of her neck. Fingers still smoothed against her clit, rubbing it in a circular pattern as he tampered more with her brain, increasing the flow of her own desire steadily.

The tentacles that had been restraining her bled away, two of them touchis her breast pressing them against each other. A hand reached up from her hip, fingers grasping one of her erect nipples softly as he twisted it gently, the tip of his tentacle fluttering over the other nipple.

Then show me ... his words soft in her mind just as his touch was against her body.

"Yes... Master..." Master... she loved the way rolled off her tongue, the shudder it sent down her spine, the way her heart skipped. She bent towards him, uncertain what exactly Aegir wanted from her. She just wanted to touch him, to feel him all over her. She wanted to ask him what she wanted, but her ]color=pink]desire[/color] over rode her ability to think. She moaned the word "Master"[color=cyan] as she licked his tentacles slowly and uncertainly, salivating from their salty, sea-water enchanced taste. The rough texture of the tentacles rubbed against it only increased her ]color=pink]desire. Since when could she get this horny?.

She wanted him, dreams be damned. She wanted him to ram into her, fulfill her desires to make her feel everything that she had denied herself since middle school.
"Wh-what do you wish of me?"

He had no idea as to her direction at first and the fact that she didn't know what to do only increased his curiousity as to what she was going to do. Most time he knew what people were thinking and planning on doing though this was a pleasant change.

A light burble passed his lips as hers moved along his tentacle. His eyes half closing, his tentacles against her clit and slit moving quicker though the one on her slit threatened now to press into her as it pressed against her folds lightly.

Clean me up, slave ... aww, you don't have a rag. I'm sure you'll improvise ...

Clean him up? Clean what up? Does he mean... fellatio?
But how would that make sense? The tentacle wasn't his... privates, was it?
Melanie's naivete was truly beginning to show, as she grasped the tentacle with both hands, rubbing it to loosen up any dirt. She was only experimenting, but as she did, she felt a tentacle push against her nether regions. Did he mean for her to clean the tentacle with her... vagina? She couldn't even muster the correct terminology of a whore, such was her knowledge. She reached for the tip of the tentacle, eyes fascinated by the versatile appendage.

How could something so vile be so... delicious?
Wait, was that Melanie thinking? The tentacle wasn't delicious. It tasted like salted sea cucumber, or a hot, sweaty cock.
No, Aegir couldn't still be playing with her... but she did enjoy the taste of the tentacle. She opened her mouth, eyes looking up at Aegir quizzically as she began to the end of the tentacle.

Her body shook with delight as she pushed back against the tentacle that was pushing against her. Somethings did not need to be said. That she wanted that tentacle to fuck her for all she was worth.

He understood her confusion in the matter as her hands played over his tentacles. Her desire slamming into his mind as he sensed the avenue of her thoughts, tracing over them with ease just as his tentacle flickered over one of her nipples.

The suckers on the underside of that one pressed against the smooth skin of her breast as it massaged her, the other tentacle between her thighs pressed against her nether lips more firmly without actually pressing into her.

How naive ... you must be taught. Yes, you must, slave. Now seize those smaller appendages with your hands and rub against them from base to tip, use slow strokes, little pressure and apply your tongue to the other, lick the tip as you would an icecr... do it, slowly, then try to swallow it as best as you can.

He nearly messed up there ... using matters in the modern era for something that was to take place in ancient times. But there was no fear of her learning of the error. She had believed that this was a dream anyway.

But as he announced this he pushed the tip of his tentacle inside her soft core. It moved slowly as it squeeze a few inches inside her body, then began to slowly slip from her to the point he was nearly out of her then pressed it back inside her, a little deeper than before.