This girl had a lovely voice. Vexces drank in the sounds she made, like they were a fine wine. It served as an extension of her responsive body. The alien had a twisted taste for love noises.

He also reveled in the tightness of his captive's sex, slick with her forced arousal. He felt that she was ready for him now. He would waste no more time. Vexces withdrew his finger from the girl's cunny, and used this hand to press gently at the girl's back to bend her forward slightly at the waist. His third hand remained in the student's bare lap, and continued to tease her exposed clit mercilessly.

When he had the girl at the desired angle, Vexces moved up behind his quarry and aligned the tip of his phallus to the soft, pink petals of her pussy. The small tendrils sprouting from the tip of his member eased up inside of her sex, stroking and stretching what little of the inner pink they could reach. The broad tip pressed dangerously hard to those silken gates, threatening to break through at any moment.

The aliens first set of hands were once again no longer content to merely cup the girl's breasts. He needed to possess them utterly. The broad hands moved back up to engulf as much of her creamy flesh as he could fit into his palms. As he pawed at her chest, and prodded her gates, the hand on her back moved up to grip the girl's chin.

With that hand, he forced the girl's face to his. His hot, dry lips ran across hers. Their breathing spilled out into the others' mouths. She had asked his name. The purring monster supposed that a formal introduction was long overdue. "Vexces," his deep voice rumbled in response.

He gave the girl no time to reply. Immediately, he smothered her soft lips with his own, and kissed her roughly. It was a deep, dominating kiss. His lips parted hers, his tongue taking whatever it wanted from her mouth. She tasted sweet; he would taste smooth, but spicy. Simultaneously with the kiss, the monster's broad hips thrust forward once. He buried his thick, alien length into her depths in a sudden rush of muscle and brutality.

He had change his mind? Or was it that he was drawing out her panic and saving her back door for later? She had no idea though she was relieved at that, his finger still stroking over her clit while possessive hands fondled her breasts.

She had not fought against the repositioning of her body, the new angel that presented her to him must have been the sight, juicy and warm she felt the smaller tendrils questing upon her as she tries to envision the alienness of the matter as she has had her sight robbed from the being.

“AH, AHH, AHHH,” she pants, her lips pressed against his own, his name implanted inside her mind the same time he brings himself inside her, brutally, his hips fully slapping against her ass as she cries out at that suddenness, her warm tight passage snug against him as it attempts to trap him there. The brutal fucking so carnal, her pussy being able to stand up to that abuse better as her cries get muffled against his lips as she feels the smaller tendrils sweeping over her inner walls, her body squeezing against his almost as if it had been trained to do so as he takes her with authority.

Now that he had entered her, Vexces moved with savage purpose. With steady, relentless brutality the alien worked his hard member inside of his captive until she took all of him in every thrust. She had been worth the wait. Worth the trouble of baiting her, chasing her and seducing her body. Vexces' purpose was fully realized, at long last. He lived to rape. Nothing satisfied him in all the universe more than this.

He groaned into the girl's mouth, and kept his lips to hers until she could take no more. Then he ripped away from her mouth, and allowed her to catch her breath as he continued to take her from behind. The air filled with the slaps of their hips meeting time and again.

Vexces used the hand that had held the girl's chin, and moved it to grip her silky, purple hair. With hands on the girl's lap, breasts and hair, he held her steady as he worked her tight depths. Her pussy squeezed him in time with his thrusts, and caused him to growl with carnal pleasure as he returned his lips to the bruised flesh of the girl's neck.

Wet tears raced from her unseeing eyes amidst the tentacle that surrounded her ], the clap of his body as he buried himself inside her without restraint had her whimpering out with the pain that each thrust bought, her body already mercifully wet prior to this as she had once again found herself in such a state, so pitiful her hand slipped away from him as she thrashed against such vigorous thrusts, her nipples sharp in his palms.

Just how long was this going to last this time? She tries to hold back but the occasional cry brakes loose from her lips as he rams into her, was this just a prelude to come?

She was unable to escape now, unable to fight back as her compliance to make this easier on her had been robbed from her. She had been hyperventilating, trying to regulate her breathing … “H-HURTS!” Though that was the point wasn't it and yet at the same time there was some pleasure mixed in with it, either as a side effect of what he was doing or an after thought she could not say for certain as it savaged her tender body, certainly she would not forget the name …

Vexces heard his prey's pained cry, but the ravished student received only a barbaric grunt of acknowledgement in reply. Not that he was ungrateful. Indeed, he actually savored the outburst. That single word told him so much, and helped to fuel his need for her. She was desperate, and in pain. It meant she felt not just the pain, but indirectly it acknowledged that there was pleasure too. She felt it, but it was an undercurrent sensation for the time being.

For now, there would be pain. Vexces had been considerate enough to get the girl hot and bothered before he claimed her, but once inside he had not paused to give her time to adjust to his sizeable girth. This wasn't a concern for the alien. He knew her body would adjust to him soon enough. Even through the pain of his savagery, pleasure would ultimately win through. The busy, expert fingers that stroked the girl's sensitive clitoris ensured that fate.

The two bodies continued to meet in a primal rhythm, that Vexces ultimately controlled. He kept himself to a medium pace for several minutes. His thrusts continued to utilize nearly the full length of his pulsing shaft with every stroke. He marveled at the way the girl's tight sheath squeezed him, as though trained to milk his pleasure.

The finger continued to play with the bundle of nerves as she continued to cry, wet tears against that tentacle enwrapped about her, pleasure and pain battle against one another as his primal moments stab into the tight core of her body.

Her body tight against his intrusion as she bits down on her lower lip realizing that he wasn't going to stop. Towards the end of last year she realized that there was nothing that could be done but enduring the punishment that is bestowed to her.

Since he does not ease up she quickly surmises that he wasn't going to ease up. The occasion whimper brakes from her lips with each thrust that forces her tight passage open and yet it could have felt much worse too if he had just came at her at the start, her own juices building in her passage from the touches against her clit as he continues to pound into her, her hands balling up into fists as she endures this punishment for his own sadistic pleasure, the fact that she is moist not lost on him as those wet sounds continue to erupt in her ears as she feels eery bump and ridge being inserted into her.

In addition to his phallic arsenal of hard ridges and round pleasure nodes, Vexces' penis is crowned with several small tendrils that stroke and stimulate the girl's hidden, secret places deep within herself. The nest of small pubic tentacles above his cock did little for now. They were content to slap up against the student's firm, round butt with every thrust. Their time would come, but for now they simply enjoyed the ride.

As long minutes of ruthless sex continued to pass, Vexces began to build up his pace. His thrusts became deep, and shallow. The monster's carnal instincts were beginning to approach ascension. The thick, inhuman phallus was a blur as it continued to ravage deeply inside the girl. The wet noises of their sinful coupling raised in tempo and pitch; a herald of what was to come.

He growled with feral satisfaction at the sound of his victim's soft whimpers. His keen eyes noted, too, her balled fists as her body was forced to endure the power of his passion. She had no choice but to take what he gave. Even now, she did not fight. Vexces believed his victim's fists to be a form of personal fortitude. A coping mechanism to help her in this time of trial. He had no idea what a burden must weigh upon the girl now so that he could have his pleasure. In the end, it would not matter at all.

It was tragic really, she had not known why she was targeted as so, to actually submit when things were not so bad to avoid torturous moments like this. She was perhaps worse off in that she was straight and had no lover to run to, even when she could speak of her attacks her own Mistress believed that they were mere delusions.

She was totally isolated with no one to turn to, no one to speak to, at best she could try to make a bad situation better for herself for the beasts where uncaring. The ironic thing was that she had finally found someone she could open up to, someone that would believe her but yet could do nothing but suffer in silence.

About the only thing positive she could look to was what she had endured for her Mistress and she could only hope that this torture didn't last nearly as long. There had been a few times where Daphnee slipped off to the darker places in her mind harking back to the days before she arrived.

What was the purpose of her suffering as so. The tears continued to come though she knew that there was no point in begging, no point in pleading as he relentlessly had his way with her, his body pounding into hers as he fulfilled this primal need. He took because he could. She had felt small and powerless each time and given what she learned would be her eventual fate here she knew she could not last, to be made to endure that darkness and only could hope on three things, the primary one being escape from this nightmare of course.

She fought it though the occasional whimper of pain burst forth as he continued to play with her ensuring that her nipples were achingly hard … something had told her that he was not likely to get bored of her like Dolom had that first night, that he delighted in her misery despite her compliance.

Her balled fist did little to ease the pain that she had been feeling that over shadowed the pleasure that he induced with the flick of that finger as if he had delighted in teasing her just a little with something that he kept out of her reach, taunting her with the faint delusion of pleasure, something was slapping up against her ass though she did not know what it was … tentacles of some sort, smaller ones? She lacked the capacity to envision it fully not knowing what the brutal beast ha in store for her.

The time approached, at long last, for Vexces to reward his captive's good behavior. She had been so submissive, and her body so responsive to his every touch. What kind of monster wouldn't give such a fine student any less than she deserved?

Vexces moved his mouth off of his captive's neck, and down to her shoulder. Upon that smooth skin, the alien kissed and gently nipped her flesh. His hand on her hair released the girl's soft mane, and moved down to take a steady grip of one pale, slender hip.

The set of hands upon the girl's breasts moved themselves to the side, just enough so that his fingers could once again be brought to bear on the lovely, hard peaks of her mounds. He deviously watched his own fingers run taunting circles around either nipple. Then his thumb approached, and his fingers pinched and tugged at the little gems. His palms still filled with the addictive softness of the student's bare breasts. He would never get enough of her full, pale, creamy mounds.

Throughout all of this, the alien's hips committed themselves to the forceful coitus between the two bodies. Vexces' thick, oozing member was deep inside of his captive now, and made fast, shallow half-thrusts. He was close. The feel of the girl's tight, wet love-sheath was more than the alien could handle for much longer. They had been coupling now for god-knows-how-long, but soon all of their hard labor would be well worth it.

Another couple of minutes passed of deep, frenzied fucking, and then the moment was upon them. Vexces' thrusts reached a mad tempo. Several penetrations later, and he sank into her to the hilt. His head snapped up, and nuzzled his captive's ear as he emitted a deep, groaning purr of satisfaction. With a primal rushing sensation throughout his loins, Vexces felt his buried member shoot load after load of hot, alien seed into his receptive host. For over half a minute, the two bodies joined as one as the monster pumped his prey to overflowing.

When he had finally emptied into her, he remained inside for a short time. He kept her pinned up against his hard frame, his hands idly stroked the fine, young body it had just tarnished. His mouth pressed disturbingly intimate kisses to his captive's ear. No matter where his mouth went on her body, he seemed to find nothing but soft, delicious skin. He traced the shape of her ear with his lips, teased her lobe with his sharp teeth and took in the fragrant scent of her hair.

“ARGH!” Strangled cries had been forced through clenched lips as that rod impaled her, the creature tireless in pursuit of taking her body, using it for his pleasure as she had been use to being used at this stage as his alien member pressed away at her viciously as he made use of her, those tendrils whipped against her ass against each thrust of his member that had buried inside her but those tendrils only whacked against her with each of his thrusts as if momentum itself had caused them to slap against her rather than a whipping action on his part so it had not been an unbearable action as of yet.

Those hands moved against the fullness of warm breasts, his touch as he played with her nipples still generating a heat within her body as he forced his way inside her, her body sweeping about him, tight flesh grasping at him, holding him as the pain works against the pleasure that sweeps though her tits that bounce slight with each thrust as he holds onto her.

He keeps it up, the steady thrusts had not been as monotonous as the enduring Dolom or as long as the night spent in Therion's clutches though it was clear that he was the one in control here just as they were.

The expansion of that alien shaft against her tight muscles blasting her innards with that warm release as he fills her to capacity, she would have been leaking out some of the copious amounts of seed that swam through her if not for the fact that his member served as a cork plugging her up.

In spite of that moment or perhaps because of it she feels her own release against the pressures brought to her frame as his cum washes inside of her, “AHHHHHH!”

She cries out, her head slumping as she pants and while she needs a quick moment he would find that she was made to endure matters for a night on end so she recovers with a quick rest.

This was not over though, his fullness still inside her as she enwrapped the invader with the warm massaging flow of her muscles.

There is a bit of an ache to her knees but in light of all that was happening to her she had not complained though she had little idea what he was planning now, it was as if he were bidding his time in his own recovery before continuing in which case she did not know how much more of this brutality her body could endure though she had been use to it at this stage.

There was but one option left open as far as she could tell, her hips pressed back against his as if she were attempting to keep him on edge, to prevent him from fully recovering though she soon stops, whimpering a little and settling in, there was no way … she had the need to recover too and took this moment to do so, knowing that her plan would not work considering that she had limits too and while she could endure a lot she still needed the occasional brake to replenish herself and it was likely that he would recover faster than he, it was just a hunch considering how fast the other aliens recovered ...

For a time, Vexces was content to remain inside of his captive's sex. She was tight, warm, and her inner muscles continued to pleasure his alien length. Evening had not yet come upon the Shokushu forest surrounding the nearby mountains and the distant school campus. Vexces was far from done with his prey. Quite the contrary, for this had only been a prelude of what was to come. He would abuse his victim into the evening, and all through the night. If he, at long last, tired of the student's lovely figure by morning, he would then return her to the campus. For now, at the very least, she was in for a very long, and arduous experience.

The horrible alien was more than pleased to note that his captive had reached her own orgasm during his climax. If all went according to plan, they would share many more before the next cycle of the local star. The way she continued to milk his shaft with her inner muscles kept him from going fully limp. When she bucked back against him with her hips, he froze with surprise. Vexces quickly overcame his astonishment. He growled his approval as the young woman whimpered, and went still again with exhaustion or defeat. "Patience," he cooed in his deep, rumbling voice into her ear, "we'll do it again soon, my dear. Many more times, I promise. I will not leave you, so long as my lust remains to be fully sated. I am glad that you found it as pleasurable as I did. You will not be so glad, I think, when you discover what strange wonders I have in store for you yet!"

With that, he withdrew his semi-firm phallus and let his seed spill from his victim. He released his grip on her, save for the tentacle around the girl's eyes; that one he kept in place. Then he turned her body around to face his, put an arm around her slender waist, and unceremoniously draped her over his bulky shoulder. Vexces turned and snatched the girl's pack. There may yet be supplies in there that he can use. Of the student's ruined clothing, however, he has no use: they are left where they have fallen. She would have nothing but her boots, bracers and stud earrings to wear for tonight.

The massive frame of the creature then turned, and began to quickly move through the underbrush. He was careful not to let any foliage strike or mar the girl's naked figure. With the tentacle around her eyes, it would be impossible for her to know where it was she was being carried off to.

“Bastard,” that's all she said as he made it clear that they were just beginning that her torment had just only begun. She had nothing really to offer to mitigate this though, to make matters easier on herself and while fighting did no good, and her displeasure was his delight there was nothing that she could do to dissuade her tormentor.

Seed leaked out of her, marring her thighs. One last thing, he was already going to hurt her so there was no real risk here if she drew his ire though she would probably get his mirth.

“Who could like that? Those reactions were automatic responses though I don't imagine that any of you would care seeing that you can cause them by having your bit of fun.

“But I wonder if you could truly make it pleasurable,” she was taken God knows where. Her words probably had no effect, would spurn him to hurt her more or get him to take it as a challenge, she didn't know how he would take it though as he moves along.

She had thought that she had heard the zipper of her pack before they went on. Two maps, one of the island with X's on it and names, places where she had been attacked and noted for whatever reason, probably to stay away. At the campus there were columns; classrooms and pool, if he looked closely one of those spots closer to the school had the note “mile high” beneath the name Marlin and there was even one off the map simply marked “queen”. There was even one just in the ocean, the note Shriktor's ship on it.

There was another nap and a caption, Kakumoah's lairs with three areas on it. If he bothered he would see the name listed on the other at the classrooms but not at these spots as if she were told of these lairs by another source.

There were two flashlights, extra batteries for the flashlights, a bottle water, some snacks and clothes. There had also been some string as well and it seemed as if the girl had been tormented so much that she had been making preparations against it.

Daphnee could only wait to see as to what his plans were or if they had been altered any, the jury was still out but before long it would come in.

Vexces tried not to laugh at the girl's sharp-tongued replies. It only took a hard, merciless fucking to ignite her spirit. He didn't mind at all. Instead, he stored the things she had said to fuel his inspiration later. Not that he really needed it. One good hard look at his captive's soft, pale body would be more than enough reason for him to do the things he had in mind. For now, he let her have her backtalk. His only reply was a firm pat on her butt as he held her to his shoulder.

Their journey would end up taking over an hour of swift trekking through the bush. Vexces was sure to throw in plenty of wide, curving routes and double-backs in order to completely disorient the blinded student's sense of direction. Once he was satisfied that his guest felt good and lost, he made his roundabout way to his own personal lair. By the time they had arrived, Vexces noted that the sun was beginning to make its final descent towards the horizon. Without further ado, he hefted his light cargo inside of his bunker.

The bunker was cool, and dark. Although the girl wouldn't be able to see through her blindfold, she would be able to detect the sudden temperature change. Once inside, Vexces took them down a long, dark corridor. In one of the abandoned rooms attached to this corridor, Vexces found the hidden plate that covered the ladder well into his lair. Even carrying both the girl and her pack, Vexces still had two free hands and plenty of tentacles to assist his swift descent.

Once at the bottom, the alien unlocked and opened the hidden panel into his personal chamber using technology entirely different from anything made by the human race. As he entered, the panel sealed shut behind him and locked into place. Once in place, the panel would look like any other section of wall so that the single, square room seemed to have no entrance or exit.

Vexces dropped the girl down onto a huge, soft mattress in one corner of the room. For the first time, he withdrew the tentacle from around his captive's eyes as he turned and walked casually over to a black desk made of smoked glass. There, he deposited the student's pack, and began tearing through its contents. The rest of the room was equally sharp, and edgy. Black walls were occasionally broken up by dim, bluish lights that seemed to be built into the wall itself. The lights dotted the ceiling and walls, but none of them gave off much light. The bed the girl lay upon was massive, covered in black sheets and sprouted a web of solid steel rigging up and over the mattress. The only other piece of furniture, besides the desk and bed, was a strange black box about four feet tall and equally as wide. It sat in a far corner inconspicuously; perhaps it was some sort of alien chair.

She was unsure how he took those words for there had been no response to them in the least. He didn't care … that was what she had come to gather though did any of them? She supposed it would have been akin to her valuing the opinion of an ant.

At first she had tried to stay orientated but they moved along for quite a bit, too long for her to follow though she could not say with any certainty how long it was the fact that he had seemed to take his time getting to wherever that were going which told her that he was planning on keeping her around for a bit.

For all she knew she could have been in the basement of her own school. She could hear him fiddling with this and that, heard doors slid open or she so assumed. There journey ended with her being dumped on a mattress and the makeshift blind fold had been drawn away from her eyes but it was fairly dark her and she could barely see and she tried to take in everything she could.

The zipper indicated that he was more concerned with checking out the contents of her pack rather than set upon her straight away. She sat up on the bed though and did not stray from it.

“Vexces, what do you do for a living? There's got to be more than this?” He didn't strike her as the talkative type and she'd shut up if he didn't say anything as she just sat there and waited feeling that there was nothing in the room that would spare her from whatever he had in store for her.

She had wished she'd just wake up, that this was one of her delusions. No one would miss her, at least if this happened last year when there was nothing that hinged on her, though she figure that missing her duties would get her dismissed from the station that she had worked so hard to achieve. She had that to consider and would if he proved unresponsive.

At her question, Vexces paused and glanced back over his shoulder at the girl. Now that was dull question. He lived for a living. If she was unimpressed with his spartan furnishings and claustrophobic dwelling, then the monster didn't understand how she got along at the dormitories. He'd been in those rooms. They were smaller, on average, than his own. Vexces shrugged to himself, and grunted as he got back to work sorting the contents of his captive's belongings.

After he had examined the maps, Vexces withdrew his claws and shredded the abominations. Such heresy was against the very principles of the island. A student was bound to get herself taken by school staff and shipped off to NICE labs for possessing contraband like those maps. Perhaps they had let her keep them, thinking the girl would never share them with others or be ridiculed even if she did expose them. Vexces didn't agree with such a mentality, however. It was a tool of defense against the monsters on the island, and this place prided itself on giving the attendant student body no advantages against the shadowy denizens that stalked and preyed upon them.

Next, Vexces crushed the flashlights with his bare hands. She could probably get some more back at school, but he had no intention of bringing them with him when he inevitably returned the student back to campus. The batteries he kept. Those he could possibly find a use for. He ate all of her snacks; he needed the energy for what was to come. The clothes he set aside. They might make good bargaining chips, or bait, or he might find some other use for them throughout the course of the night. Last was the water bottle. He took a short pull of the bottle, before he finally returned to the bed with the water in one hand.

Another of his hands snatched the girl's lower jaw. He held her firmly in his powerful grip, and had a good long look into her pretty, green eyes. After a rather awkward minute of just staring at one another, Vexces pulled his face back a few inches and pressed the water bottle to the girl's lips. "Drink," he commanded, and let her have exactly three gulps of the refreshing liquid before he pulled it away, closed the bottle and flung it to the far corner of the room.