Her cries and whimpers led to a squeal and shout of denial as his finger slid into her anus, her body jerking and twisting as she approached another powerful climax. "N-nnnoooOOooh..."

Her shapely body spasmed and twitched, sharp gasps of pleasure escaping her lips and echoing into his ear. The rough bark of the tree ground against her back, her limbs, her back, her sex, her breasts... all ached with both pleasure and soreness as her sopping wet depths grasped his warrior-head needfully.

The finger rasping into her ass made her whole body twist and turn, making her dance atop his cock desperately and making her bulging, molested tits mash across his scaly chest. Her body was his, whether she wanted it or not; compared to the gentleness of her first time on the island, this was an utter domination that shattered her warrior's resolve and etched deeply into her memory. Her first utter defeat... and the first to claim her sensuous curves as his. Worse, some part of her began to want that, that saw her defeat and the resulting ravishment as... her fate.

Her head was limp on his shoulder, each thrust earning a pleasured gasp, her body limp in his grasp. Her only chance was to scream for help, but she couldn't even muster up the strength to do that. She hoped someone would look for her... "Someone... will... notice.. I'm gone...

'Not true.' Her mind thought, the realization hitting her with a renewed dose of fear. She left at the end of classes, no one around really knew her... it'd be hours before anyone even noticed anything. No, even worse. They wouldn't notice until she didn't show up for classes the next morning. It could be hours... twelve or twenty, before rescue had a chance to even find her. By then... he'd be through, or she'd go mad.

"Good," he groaned, "I'll use them when I'm done with you." He knew it was an empty threat as he could feel the pressure in his cock threaten to overwhelm him with each thrust. Soon, all semblance of control was gone from him as his hands tightened painfully on her ass, his tail squeezing her tortured orbs tightly together while his hips slammed hard against her. The air was filled with a squishing, slamming sound as he drove her back into the tree, his finger driving deeper and deeper into her rear tunnel. Her twisting, turning, shuddering body finally drew a long, deep, sighing growl of release from him as he filled her with his seed, each thrust sending another wave of cum into her grasping body, their combined juices squeezing out around him and onto their hips and thighs. Again and again he pounded her willing, defeated body until, at last, his movements slowed and, with one final solid thrust, stopped.

Sinking to his knees, he rested his head on her neck and enjoyed the sweat-soaked smell of her young body hot and soft against him. Slowly, his hands and tail loosened their grip on her while he relaxed, his rod still buried deeply inside her, stiff but slowly going limp in the aftermath of their combined orgasm.

Done with her? She was almost 'done with him', her body overpleasured, another climax threatening to shatter her mind. Her will had already gone that way; now she was simply held in his grasp, her body quivering and giving him pleasure. She panted and gasped loudly against his shoulder, her soft squeals and the wet squishing of her sopping sex the ring of humiliation and defeat in her ears.

As he began to speed up, beginning the frenzy of fucking that would send her screaming over the edge, she began to spasm and convulse. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she began to wail as her body was rocked and roughly pounded against that tree! Hips bucking as he pounded her sex wide and deep, tits bulging and rasping as they squeezed against his scales, and poor ass spread wide by his fingers... Karen screamed out her orgasm and defeat.

"Oh, GOD! NO, OH! OOH!!! PLEASE, AAHhhHHHhhh...!!" She nearly shrieked as she felt him explode into her as she came, depths suddenly swallowing an endless tide of seed, deluged and soaked in her juices and his come. Each thrust filled her more, and splashed fluids out of her, soaking her thighs and splattering loudly on the soil the tree rested on. Her conquest was complete... her first true loss on this island.

Pleased moans and gasps escaped her as he continued, slowing down and leaving her slumped against him. The feel of his pulsing, large member filled her sex and made her feel so strangely complete, her overstimulated and sensitive tits against his scales making her mewl in desire. She slumped against him not just of exhaustion... but to answer her body's demand for more...

For a short time, he rested against her, his grip loosening on her body. Slowly, he stirred back into action, his hands tightening around her hips as he lifted her off his lap. Powerful legs lifted them both off the ground, her body leaning limply against him as he stepped away from the tree. Leaning his mouth down to her ear, he whispered to her, "Train hard, Karen. We will meet again." Almost regretfully, he pulled her lush form away from him and dumped her on the ground. Kneeling a short distance away, he stooped and picked up the torn remnants of her clothing. Looking back at her, he cleaned the fluid remains of their coupling from his body before tossing the used cloth to her. As he walked off into the forest, the thin scraps drifted down onto her face and neck, the smell of their recent encounter filling her nose as he disappeared from the afternoon light of the clearing.

Her body leaned weakly against Saur as he brought them away from the tree, her hair spilling over his arm and her lush form limp against his scaled body. And then she was dumped onto the ground like a piece of used meat.

That fullness from her was gone, leaving a void, an emptiness that made her body tremble. She took in low, weak breaths as the scraps of her clothing fluttered and fell around her soiled form. She was... she did... she lost. Her first real failure, and with it a dark plunder and conquest. She lost, and was conquered. She submitted and was used for all her trained body was worth. Perhaps he owned a piece of her soul now; he certainly seemed to have left his mark in her body, and left her body aching for his touch.

She dimly watched him leave, a dullness to her eyes as her lust-wracked curves slowly calmed and cooled; eventually, strength would return to her muscles. It would be dark outside by the time she worked up the will to crawl and climb to her feet, retreating to her room. Defeat, complete and utter... she needed to reclaim her honor... some day. Some way.