Aegir had viewed her, fatigue seeming to set in as she had evaded him her tactics took him just a simple read of her surface thoughts as he realized what she was attempting to do. Thus he kept some of his tentacles in reserve as if planning on using them to defend himself from the attacks that came his way, using fewer tentacles so that he would not entangle them or trip up over them.

A small moment of hesitation, he had tried to snare her as she spoke to him though she had been too elusive to do so. Mouth tentacles twitched and danced by his mouth as white eyes gazed at her easily cutting through the gloom that had surrounded them.

Why you of course. I plan on having some fun with you, feeling you around me, the heat of your body against mine I'd imagine would feel so exquisite. I have no fear of you ... in fact I could end this fight if I so wanted to dominate your mind, but that is somewhat distasteful to me.

Mouth tentacles writhed and twitched by his mouth as if they had a life of there own. He regarded her for a moment, his tentacles hovering in place for a second or two despite the blows landed against them, his eyes deliberately fanning over her body as he took in all the curves of her body almost as if he had
x-ray vision.

I could have launched an attack yesterday but good things are worth the wait.

“You play with your food, you best learn to take it when the opportunity presents itself or you’ll get hurt,” she retorts with venom. She shouldn’t have asked if she knew the answer was going to be as ugly as he looked. She already withheld her true feelings before she finally decided enough was enough. Whether to cause pain or just out of desperation for escape, she grabs a tentacle and just lets her true strength flow into the tentacled mass. She didn’t care at all if it hurt at all. Dark bolts friction off her hands as she forces every last part of her energy into one big blow.

It was only until she felt weak kneed did she jump back with a panting and sweating from the strain of using her energy and mana.

“You took advantage of my kindness, squid. Do not expect me to feel the same way you feel.”

He chortled into her mind as her response to his words had entered into his ears, his body slither across the rough earthen floor as he approached. Technically she had been right, he had played with his food.
though his patience had caused him to relax more than most other beings like him.

Like a halo his tentacles whipped about his body, a feint here, a feint there, he had toyed with her though his eyes did belie his purpose a little as he watched her legs as he calculated the best moves and counter moves to make.

You can say that ... though I guess you could say that -

But he never had a chance to finish as she channeled her dark mana into her hands, tugging at a tentacle that had feinted to her a little to close. It burned like acid as he tugged the tentacle free of her grasp whipping it back in pain, his body slithering back a bit as the searing heat pulsed through his veins producing a low burbling sound of pain in his mouth, mouth tentacles quivering in pain though he had thanked his lucky stars about the inhibitors being in place as the attack hadn't been as vicious as it could have been but still ...

He watched her as she had placed some distance between him. It had been as if he were touching electric eels with his bare unprotected flesh. Flesh that began to heal before her eyes and would be roughly healed in a moments time.

Aegir could feel a racing of sorts within him as he kept his distance obviously giving him time to heal up from that attack though he knew that she would be catching her breath, preparing for him to strike again. He did though this time in a way that fists and kicks could not defend against, assaulting her mind with his own as he choose then to dominate her into doing nothing.

He slithered a little bit closer probing at her cautiously with a tentacle to see if his dominance of her mind had taken hold.

Taisie was drained of energy and for a moment she understood that her electric shocks had somehow caused the monster immense pain. She could take a little pride in that although it was at a great cost. Her stamina was still there and she was still ready to fight, but nothing could really defend against a mental assault.

At first it was just a throbbing headache that drained her will to fight for the moment. Then a bleating screech caused her to drop to her knees and hold her head in agony. Her mind was forged to have a strong will but to be assaulted so suddenly had dropped her to her knees. She was simply struggling to stay up, but the single prod tipped her over on her side. Her eyes flinched shut as she continues to fight for her mind’s will to prevail.

But her body was immobile while she continued to fight. Muscles strained, but unfortunately for the kunoichi, she couldn’t move at all. She had never been so assaulted in a vulnerable place that left her helpless. That simple shot of pain she managed to do was nothing to be proud of anymore. Her head dulled with a headache that made her groan inside. She felt so helpless and useless against the creature’s in-human like powers.

See? He gloated into her mind as tentacles secured a hold upon her arms and legs. She had been a quick one after all and securing a hold upon her had been his chief priority. Though once he had coiled and looped his tentacles about her he retracted his mental domination, mouth tentacles gleefully swaying as he did so.

White eyes peeled over her form, dipping low as they had ran over her body certainly enjoying what he had seen. His eyes had floated over her as if he had been appraising every curve of her body before sweeping up to her multicolored eyes where thy had lingered for a moment.

A tentacle had coiled it's way over a leg, winging about it as it made a path toward her panties beneath her skirt of her uniform, it stopping there as he rubbed against that fabric and her sex beneath. A hand flowing down her side, then back up to have his fingers curl about the curve of her breast beneath her shirt.

So soft ...

Taisie was so vulnerable, it made her sick to her stomach. But rest... she needed rest. But there was no rest for the weary. She knew if she didn't try once more to get free the monster was going to break her body in the worse ways. She could already feel something prod against her panties.

"Get... off of me..."

She was focusing every bit of power she had left. Her mana levels were dangerously low, but she knew her last resort must be done. It was either this or falling prey to a creature not of this world.

Soon sparks began to fly over her body. In all place, sparks became more frequent as she grunts with her last bit of strength. Turning her very body into a conduit was a price she was willing to pay. Her focus was all about turning her body into an eel, but soon she was unable to continue channeling when her energy gave out. At least she hurt the monster.

A cry had escaped his lips reminiscant to that of a lobster being boiled alive escaped from his mouth, a scream as he immediately sought to release her, his rubbery flesh burning as he had recoiled in pain as electrical energy coursed through him.

The illusion of the cave in at the caves mouth flickered allowing some of the out door light into the cave as he lost his concentration on it. Two tentacles that had been too singed to do him any good being little more than blackened stumps had been shed from his body as he detached those pair of tentacles leaving them to wriggle against the cavern floor as they flopped about as he had detached them from the enormity of pain he had felt.

Still the inhibitors on the island probably save his life as they lessened the attack.

Panic filled him and his gamut of options had flickered through his mind as rage came upon his white eyes. Retribution fluttered there though given what he was attempting the rage would subside in a moment or two when he had come to the realization that she had been only doing what he would do had there positions been reversed. Wouldn't he use every ability under his command to reverse the situation that he had found himself in.

The illusion of the cave in finally dropped away as he could no longer sustain it with the pain that flew through his body. He had thought at first that he would kill her for what she did, though somewhere at the back of his mind he had remembered what the scientists had told him about killing.

But that thought had slipped from his mind as he backed up a pace or two, his eyes watching her as he had quickly realized that he shouldn't have toyed with her but played it safe nevertheless. But delving into her mind to learn of her abilities had been far too late now.

His mouth tendrils twitched and writhed in agony though it too like his thoughts had settled, transforming as he gazxed at her. Realizing that he had wanted this encounter after all.

What was done was done. A strong fighter bent on going to the top in the professional ring was now a struggling woman who could hardly get up let alone walk out of here. Her legs were useless as they simply lay behind her since the monster had released her. Her arms had most her last remaining reserves of energy left, but that wasn’t saying much given they were like jelly.

She knew she was trapped and to see the cave flicker from the illusion was another blow. She could’ve escaped at any time but he had simply put a mirage before her eyes… and she fell for it like a sucker as some Americans would say. Finally she gives into her muscles scream for rest and lowers herself to the sand ground, huffing and panting as she felt not only her arms and legs, but her head as well. She could be proud she managed to injure the creature, but at what cost? She was still vulnerable, still weak. Trying to act tough was foolish and unneeded. She knew when she was beat.

Words couldn’t express her defeated appearance. Legs sprawled behind her on the cave floor while her arms ‘comfortably’ were put at the side of her head while she attempts to regain some energy. But she was human, and humans couldn’t just re-energize on a whim.

Cracked and burnt flesh made up the majority of his body. White eyes taking in the sight before him while his mind had brushed against her own as he picked up her surface thoughts. But he hesitated, the memory of pain flooding into his mind as he looked pon the dejected student.

Part of him had wanted to retreat, to go off and lick his wounds while another part of him wanted to extract a bit of vengeance on her for what she had done. Yet another portion of him had been guided by the instinct to bring pleasure upon his victims. All these thoughts combine into one as he found himself sifting through them.

In a few seconds time he had loomed forward, his shadow falling across Taisie as he approached with his slow speed. Still she had not moved from the spot she had been in as if she couldn't muster up the energy to do so, a feeling he could share as he lacked the energy to maintain his illusion as the cave in flickered away into nothingness.

A pair of tentacles whipped out at her wrists coiling about them as he jerked her up to her feet. Another tentacle rubbing down her left check while another disappeared beneath her skirt again as it raced to her panties.

Nice...

It had been unclear if he had been speaking of the attack she had launched,, her, or both as that tellepathic word pressed into her mind.

Exhaustion was settling nice and quickly. Rest… but there was no rest to come. She had never met a monster before, but she knew she was certainly not getting out of this with her entire being intact. Kanoe’s story of how they ravage the female body was dauntingly echoing in her mind. But her limbs, despite the fact of the immanent danger, she could not move them. She didn’t curse her body for being weak for she knew she was at her athleticism. It couldn’t be helped if she had faced just a tougher opponent.

She didn’t expect the strength behind this creature to lift her so easily. She gasps as she was lifted by her wrists, the slimy tendrils coiling about and securing them as that would probably be the way they would stay until who knows what happened. She had that threatening feeling boiling in her abdomen, a churn in her stomach telling her that this thing was going to either eat her or rape her or both. But out of all the things, she wasn’t afraid to die. It was just the simple fact of how she would go that made her flinch from the lick she received on her cheek.

Her eyes, once had been staring the abomination in the face, had all but squinted shut as she felt something slip beneath her school skirt and made the untimely act of prodding in a place she was only just getting used to being felt. She flinches again, her legs struggling to pull and stay together to keep the thing from having his way with her. She knew it would be a simple act of pulling barely tensing legs apart with ease, but she had to at least attempt to prevent the inevitable from happening. She didn’t dare speak another word to the squid, sickened that the thing was creeping about in her mind if this was telepathy he was using. A strong, fearless, martial arts specialist could only whimper in denying the monster entrance to her womanhood.

The thoughts and sensations that had swept through her mind had given him a moment to consider as her legs struggled close, the tentacle between them compressing down to a mere sliver of itself so that he hadn't had to extract it yet.

With his compound mind he ushered in his abilities of telekinesis on her legs to part them. Normally he would have simply used a tentacle or two but two of them had flopped about on the ground of the cave detached from his body as they had been to ravished by her electrical attacks to save.

Once her legs had been parted he expanded the tentacle there, grabbing hold of her panties he shredded them in his grasp, discarding them.

He had to use at least two tentacles to balance himself and thus hadn't had many to spare. His mouth tendrils writhed as he gazed at her captive in his grasp.

Aegir found that the tentacle between her thighs had rubbed over her clit, his mind sinking into hers as she had seemed to brace herself for what was to come.

Eat you? Heavens no, at least not like that ...you have been a most worthy adversary, the toughest to date though now it is all over.

His mind lightly pushed against the pleasure centers of her brain as his tentacle worked against her clit, another lifting itself up enough to hold onto a handful of fabric as he tore her blouse, eyes dropping to her chest as he did so.

She groans in response to her legs somehow being spread. Her muscles ached and could not longer work for her favor. She could feel her body throbbing for relief and knew that this indeed was the end of her struggles. She held no regrets, knowing she did everything she could to stop the beast and yet it persevered into rendering her completely vulnerable. She could care less of the monster’s comments, but she did not like them none the less.

She gasps as her panties were shredded like mere paper. The squid’s ferocity was unimaginable to her. And now with nothing to protect her most precious center, she tenses and waits for what was to come. Her little button was targeted momentarily, which could only make the woman squeak and gasp like a mouse. This game of cat and mouse had undoubtedly won in the cat’s favor. Funny, she always liked cats and now this…

Her blouse was suddenly torn, leaving her bouncing mounds to be caught only by her bra. She swallows hard, knowing that she was going to have a long night with this creature. The soft teasings were already awakening her senses to more then one tentacle on her now. She shivers and shudders to think of what the creature may do. She could only hope it would end quickly.

Eyes having fallen to her chest he watches for a moment as her breasts bounce before his gaze his tentacle going to work on the binding contraption as he tore into that too with his tentacle, his body sinking down as he served to compress himself, feeling the buzzing of her thoughts as he did so.

He picked up on her hatred and of course her desires for this to end quickly. He had also picked up on the warnings that she had received about his kind and those like him, also telling that she hadn't minded being defeated ... he had been a supernatural being after all and thus hadf the edge here.

But his movements had been slow, deliberately slow or just in his nature to move at such speeds had been anyone's guess.

He had found that his tongue, elongated and firm, had coursed against her body, his hands taking hold of her hips as he did so.

His tongue wriggling against the slit of her flesh before lightly dipping inside as he pressed more firmly against the pleasure centers of her mind, instinctively he had sought out her treasure trove, seeking the very portions of her innnards that would bring her the most pleasure as he touched against them despite the pain that he had received at her hands.

Something was digging into her mind, but she was unable to resist it very much. Out of breath and out of energy, she hung in place, turning her head from side to side as if she were really trying to fight the invasion into her mind. Her tongue quickly falls out of her mouth as her pleasure centers remained the utmost focus. She was sure the monster was trying to warm her up, her soft whimpers and gasps of pleasure were obvious enough signs.

She flinches back as far as she could when she feels hands grasp her hips to keep her still. Her teeth become barred and grit as she feels some small sliver, of when she opens her eyes could only whimper to see it was his tongue, lick her nether region and then slips a bit deeper to continue flicking at her inner walls. But there was nothing she could do to stop him. By the fact her head began to shake side to side again and her feeble legs weakly try and pull together, she knew she was in for a long ride.

Aegir had felt the wriggling of her body as she had tried in vain to move back for him, his mind sensing what had been upon her own as he tasted her, frank her in, as if he had been taking the sweet taste of victory. Little by little his tongue had dipped inside her as if slowly lapping up to juices that he had quested for.

One tentacle had flicked upward to her chest as it caressed her chest. Working his touch against her mounds he had been soft, delicate even in total contrast to the viciousness that he had displayed thus far.

Whether that had been from the lack of energy, the pain that coursed through him or something else altogether he had seemed to hold whatever anger that he had displayed or had in check. Outside of tearing into her panties and now her bra he seemed subdued in what he had been doing as his hands held onto her as if ensuring that she would not get that far if anywhere as he licked against her body, his tongue now speariing into those soft folds as he began licking against the walls of her body.