It was damn hot, too hot but she pressed along trying to remain off the beaten path figuring that more monsters would be lurking near the better traveled routes rather than in the middle of nowhere where the traffic was nearly nonexistent.

It did not always work but most times she could avoid hazards, not all the time mind you but most. She stopped getting a drink out of her back pack from her bottled water. Her “survival kit” had been packed away, extra clothes in case she were attacked, some trail I, water, flash light, compass, even an ace bandage or two.

Being prepared was good though she was careful not to over due it too,

She was wearing a sleeveless green tank top and khaki shorts that displayed her pale legs that hat been slapped by the foliage. She quickly checked the map. Kakumoah wasn't at the standard lair closer to the dorms and thus he had to be at one of the other two that he had marked. She knew she had to pay but she desired the answer to a question that had been upon her mind for some time now.

Placing her water and the map away she proceeded forward coming to a beach a short time later. It was somewhere near here ...

The weather didn't agree with Dolom's body. The heat would have sapped the moisture from his clay body, and if too much of his body dried out, he was done for. So he remained buried deep beneath the sand, waiting for nightfall. But he feels something in the sand, like foot steps. Had a student come to the beach for a swim or to sunbathe? Waiting till the person was past him, he rises up out of the sand, his massive body blocking the only way out. "And who's come here this..." Dolom pauses seeing a familiar face. "Why it's you. I didn't think you'd ever come back after our last encounter."

Fuck! The voice is familiar, a shadow sweeps over her from behind. That was a different beach she thought, she must have gotten all turned around, Kakumoah told here that two of the lairs had been hard to reach and her heart sinks in her chest, the fear is more than apparent as she relives the brief encounter from her first day here.

This, this was going to hurt! He was going to restrain her and while she had considered running that might have triggered an automatic response for him to chase her down ...he got disinterested in her last time so if she were lucky he might not have much of an interest in her now.

“I-I must have t-taken a w-wrong turn,” normally she avoided the beach now and only was following the land marks on her map. She didn't turn around, not yet to afraid to do so as she recounted clearly that first time.

Dolom chuckles hearing the fear in her voice and steps closer, yet makes no attempt to restrain or even grab her. "It's been far too long since I've seen your face here, little human. Perhaps some of the other visitors here have helped you become more receptive...at least physically." He reaches down and she feels his large hand grope her breast through her shirt. "You're fortunate I cannot feel physical pleasure. Otherwise I might have been tempted to keep you and a couple of other girls all to myself..." He says chuckling again as he keeps fondling her.

She swallows hard feeling his hand sweep over her breast though unlike last time he hasn't restrained her. Still, his actions tell her that he is still somewhat interested if only due to her reactions from his presence.

Daphnee is breathing heavily, that earlier fear spiking as she recalled the last time. She had been tortured in sadistic ways so often since that she has begun to realize begging doesn't work save for getting a laugh from these things and bargaining doesn't always work.

Still, she has had some limited success there as long as she did not ask for too much …

She had no choice, he was going to take what he wanted after all if he were so inclined so there is little she can offer him. Still, the heat may be effecting him, he was clay after all she might have stood a chance if she bolted straight away though that was doubtful he could travel through he sands she thought.

Still, he had not been the most sadistic of the lot, Summanus boiled her in scalding hot water and Therion … well Therion still wasn't through with her.

But as brief as it was last time it was unpleasant for her and it seemed that he wanted to test her out again to see what she had learned this year.

She was alone, unable to seek the comfort other students could provide between attacks due to what Therion did. She had to deal with these nightmares alone again and again.

“I – I guess you w-want too ...” she pauses, unsure but there was nothing to loose right? “N-No restraints?”

She has dealt with worse monsters but being her first experience here there was more fear as abnormal as that was. “We can find a-a cave or something or e-even the water ...”

But it was no good she thought since he could have simple carried her off to someplace else had he wanted. She had counted herself lucky with his earlier statement, no pleasure … there was another that she encountered like that, well similar, after her first orgasm he could draw no further sustenance from her but did not stop pleasuring her for some time.

That was but one of the handful of experiences that hadn't been too bad for her. Kakumoah, Wraith … she froze a bit feeling his hand sculpt her breast, feeling a shiver wash over her despite the heat of the day, left in anticipation of what was to come ...

Dolom was surprised she wasn't even trying to struggle this time, even more so when she suggested taking this to a cave as long as she wasn't restrained this time. He could feel the sun already starting to dry his body out, so there was no other choice but to find some place cooler. Lifting her up over his shoulder, he walks towards a cave to the far left of the beach that was large enough for him to enter. They still had plenty of time left before the tides would flood it. Once they were inside and out of the sunlight, he sets her down. "Now then, why don't you go ahead and lose those clothes."

He surprises her this time around. She had him pegged as a pretty bad sadist at the start and while he picked her up, she offers no resistance to him not that she could have really hoped to fend him off. After last time she realized how pointless that would have been.

She remains observant as ever. Judging by the dampness of the sand her when the tide came in it came in pretty far meaning it was a ways out. The cave would have been submerged at high tide's zenith though before that occurred she realize that was hours away.

He wasn't taring off her clothes? She was prepared for that now whenever she went out she had at hat the clothes aren't torn off her, she was found of them after all..

She does not delay kicking off her boots and removing her socks first then lifting her shirt above her head revealing a lavender bra. That clung to her chest. There was some slickness from sweat.

Her breasts are average sized but she unfastens her bra revealing them then begins on her shorts placing them with her other clothes. She remains in her lavender panties and takes him in. This is the first time she has really seen him given that last time she was taken from behind.

Daphnee cannot remember getting his name the last time.

“Your name?” It did not matter if he gave it or not though she removed her panties not making out that she was trying to delay at all.

“OK … how do you w-want m-me?” Just having to admit that, to reaffirm just what was about to happen caused her heart to race again.

"I am Dolom, a graninite. Though I'm sure you've never heard of us." He answers looking over her body. How should he take her though? The only other reason he restrains girls like he did was because it also put them at a height where he could more easily take them. But this one seemed to especially hate being restrained for any reason. "I suppose I will just have to hold you up. Your height barely puts your shoulders to my waist." He answers taking hold of her just above her waist, an appendage growing at his own waist and rubbing against her pussy as his massive hands again rub her breasts.

“No, I haven't heard of them,” that wasn't too much of a surprise though seeing she was at the end of her first year of craziness here and there were far greater concerns than to ask him what she was. If not for the physical evidence then she could have chalked it up to a vivid delusion but she was a virgin before encountering him.

There were some rocks her but maintaining her balance was rather tricky for those stones didn't appear to be dry and she was likely to hurt herself. Thus she accepted his hands upon her with out any complaints.

Last time she had hurt her pretty bad but this time he seemed to be using greater care and she wondered if that was because he was certain that she wasn't going to fight back. No, she valued her freedom too much, her hands reaching up to settle upon his shoulders lifting her breasts a bit in the process.

She pressed her eyes closed and let out a soft moan as he brushed against her puffy nether lips in such a fashion as to get a response out of her body as his hands swept over her breasts.

Her eyes flicker up into his face, her words are unspoken, she is afraid and while she does not wish to be hurt again she doesn't bring that up rather rubbing her nether lips against his shaft despite it not giving him pleasure she wants to show that she is being complaint for the privilege that he has chosen to bestow upon her.

"Heheh, that's much better. You were less than receptive last time, but I suppose I was pretty rough on you then." Dolom said as he continues to tease her with his clay length. She could feel the soft yet slightly grainy texture that made up his whole body. It was malleable and could adjust its size and shape, yet strong enough not to break off easily if Dolom didn't want it to. "Know this though, I am not being this gentle out of kindness or pity. I just enjoy making girls like you moan and scream in pleasure more. It's quite entertaining to watch you give in to such lust no matter how often I see it." The head of his appendage is barely pushing past her lips now, but still not quite penetrating her yet.

She still has that accelerated heart rate, still not sure what can be expected here though she hears his words and nods. A long time ago she had come to the conclusion that she wasn't going to get any piety from her torments or the other girls for that matter given that Therion prevented her from speaking about her encounters.

Thus as always she had to do this alone. She had once brought the matter up with her Mistress but that had not gone so well so she was silent about that now anyway. But there was no outlet for her save for perhaps immersing into ventriloquism though other than that talent show she doubted that anyone was going to see a performance.

“Understood,” Wraith had been similar in a way getting pleasure out of making her do perverse things though that wasn't too bad in comparison to the stuff she had been use to. Now, without getting pleasure from the ordeal himself she imagined that he had to get some enjoyment from this and he further understood.

Barely penetrated, her passage tight due mostly by the nanites that constantly put her back together after an attack, she feels heat beginning to sweep to her nethers as she lets out a moan. Her forehead rests against his chest ass she takes a moment to steal herself for what she knows must come.

She tries to angle herself better as she is stimulated, tries to pull herself up a bit and while she manages her arms strain as she uses his shoulders to do a pull up o get higher and to provide him with a better angle.

She doesn't know if she's catching him in a good mood or not but there is no harm in striking up a bit of conversation until she can gauge the mater better.

“So, y-your not f-from this w-world?”

"No, I came here a while back when I heard about this place. This was where I first encountered you humans. Since my species doesn't mate and reproduce like most others, the concept of sex and pleasure was unheard of to us. After watching some of the other guests' performances, I gave it a shot myself. Naturally, I felt no physical pleasure like many of the others here. But it was fun making that first girl almost lose her mind when I kept going without end. That's the other thing about me, I don't get tired either. I can do this for several hours and not even slow down. Most girls usually just pass out from exhaustion, but a few have also become so incoherent that they mindlessly babble for me to keep fucking them. Let's see which will happen to you..." With that, Dolom lets his appendage push inside her, filling her completely. He then starts giving her strong but not too powerful thrusts.

Hours? Well, could she hold out until the tide came back in? That would be some time of course and nothing stopped him from just relocating her again. She takes a calculated gamble assuming that he wasn't use to such matters, but if he was goaded on would that make things worse for her? He pushes into her and she quivers against those strong trusts though he was not too deep inside her yet.

“Then w-why n-not ...” she looks away, red faced with embarrassment that she was even considering it. “N-Never -OHH- m-mind!”

Naturally she didn't care to the end result as long as she wasn't hurt but to actually give him some sort of motivation she was unsure with how he was going to deal with that.

Dolom seems to make a smirk at her, though he had no obvious lips to show it. He extends his appendage so it goes as deep inside her cunt as it can possibly go with each thrust. "Why not what? If you're not going to be honest with me, I'll just have to start restraining you again as punishment." He says, making clay tentacles form to show he was serious about it. "Go on, what is it you wanted to ask me?" He asks still continuing to thrust hard and deep into her body.

“UH!” He thrusts into her as her heart begins to hammer as her forms those tentacles and she has no doubt that he had meant it. He was deep inside her, so deep though terror wins out as she writhes trying to get a more comfortable angle.

“I-I ...” terrified green eyes watch the tentacles as she is filled her fingers clenching against his shoulders as she leans forward.

“L-Let's s-see which? S-Set a deadline u-until the t-tide comes b-back in.”

She hoped it was at least of some interest but she had figured that he was just going to use that time now to tare her up, which she dreaded as well. Regardless, there was too much time on hand, way too much but she could only try to manipulate things in small ways if she were to have any chance at all ...