Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Insurgent Fire ❯ Stronghold Dominion ( Chapter 4 )

Insurgent Fire

 

Stronghold Dominion

 

 

 

Need to get psycho
Wanna hear you scream
Tell me to take you, scare you, fuck you
After we finish the show
It's not enough, you listening whore?
You're one twisted little fuck
And now you wanna get psycho with me

(Disturbed: Meaning of Life)

 

 

“I am going to take you completely” he spoke forcibly to her ear. She only hissed out her yes, not knowing what that meant but needing it no matter…

 

 

He felt like the world was being ripped out from them. Trunks knew he could sense that none of the things he was doing or going to do was simple love making, but was a wall of blatant urges that toppled over him. He did not want to control it, it wanted to control him, and his human mind allowed for such a thing. He meant what he said. Pan was his to have and he was going to make it a complete stronghold. Intuitively he knew she could handle anything that he did, whether or not the morning brought hell with it he could not care.

 

 

With new passion, he tore at her violently and pushed her hard against the ground. He held forward and sucked hard on her left nipple. It crinkled up his mouth and then bit forcefully into the soft flesh. Her screams were not pleasure filled but hurting. He sucked hard on the bruised flesh.

 

Pan grabbed him hard around the neck as he tortured her breast. Though it hurt like fire, it warmed her insides. He pain was seeping into sick pleasure. When Trunks noticed this, he turned to the other side and repeated the action. Once again, pain was heard before the pleasure.

 

Pan beckoned him deeper inside her now that she was overly wet from the near orgasmic punishment on her breast. Their sounds were slapping echoes on the house and she was sticky with her own essence.

 

Trunks pulled away slightly and continued forwarding inside but his moment was fast approaching and he wanted her screaming. Pulling her legs up along his shoulders, she fell helplessly back. As flexible as she might be she could not move, with him and meet him. This frustrated her but also caused his penetration to go further. His pace wicked and Pan careened with Trunks on his collision course.

 

 

As an eerie feeling closed over her, the sounds that both made as Trunks completed his emission were haunting. Pan had heard them the night before. Ironically, the howling was now tearing from her throat and joined in a harmonic wail with Trunks'.

 

 

The breathing abated and they slumped together on the grass. Her mind was still realigning about the familiar sounds that she heard. Foggy perception told her that that had been what she heard the night before. Harboring some cohesions of remembrance, she knew it was Goten and Bra that had made the sounds. The word Mate rang inside of her flashing mind, and she felt utterly satisfied.

 

Trunks moved on her as he regained his fortitude. His recovery was quick. IT was time to fulfill his mission of having Pan totally.

 

The look he gave her made her shiver in anticipation. Excitably she noticed the look he graced and she knew that he was ready again. That only brought out another growl of impatience from her.

 

This time, though, he took none of her aggression to mind. Deviously he flipped Pan over on to her stomach. She rebounded by getting up on her fours trying to rebalance herself. Trunks did not hesitate to pull on her hips and keep her there in fornt of him

 

 

Trunks slipped himself back inside of her dripping cunt and closed his eyes to the hot moist and tight glove. He only needed a few good insertions, until his member was drenched with her juices. HE kept one hand tight on her hips, fingered her, and gained more wetness on them. Priming her, he inserted a finger into her rectum and pushed himself into both places.

 

This new sensation sent chills though Pan. No one had ever done that. She had no base of comparison as hecontinued to finger her anus and fuck her twat. Nevertheless, her mews became moans and her chills became shots of fire.

 

Trunks, satisfied that she accepted his workings, inserted a second digit inside of her ass. She bucked a little and moaned even louder. He could feel himself with his fingers and pressed down. Her visceral membranes separated his hand from his member but he could feel the pressure on both. That drove him to push deeper to contain that new feeling.

 

In abandonment, he tossed his head back and once again looked at the moon. It had taken a dip westward and signified that night was getting later. Pan was thrusting toward him and he smiled at her wanton behavior. HE knew how to make her even crazier. Without warning, he pulled back his hips and readjusted so that he could guide his erect self inside her ass where his finger once were.

 

Her groans took on a lower sounding moan. He slowly at first pulled back and then slammed hard fully inside of her. Biting hard on her lip, she tore the skin and sucked hard on her own blood.

 

Trunks continued to slam harder inside of her tightness and could not believe the feeling of satisfaction at having her this way. His upswept joy began to surge and his power increased. His bulging muscles took on new form and blood filled his meat. Pan screamed her awareness of his changed anatomy. She bestowed screams upon him of joy and want.

 

She begged him to move harder and faster inside her ass.

 

The louder she got the further he was brought. Never in his imagines would taking someone so hard would bring about such fulfillment. She beckoned him further undulating her hips and ass back onto him and he held on to her movements.

 

The tightness came from behind him. Every muscle pulled and contracted from the back to the font. His toes felt sensation leave him and the electrical current came from every distal end, poured through him, and exited his throbbing member. His scream torn out of his mouth was mute compared to the power of his orgasm.

 

Fully spent he grabbed Pan and scooped her to his chest and he lay next to her on the ground…

 

 

I can feel the blood, flowing through my veins
Spilling on my soul
And now the hunger's getting bigger
Come a little closer now
Pretentious whore and pull my trigger
Free the violence that is building in me
I say now end of the ride, murder suicide
Is how I've been feeln' latley come a little closer now pretentious whore im reelin' with a feeln' that i cant ignore

need to get psycho is not a question to me, get, get, get, get, get psycho get, get,get i wanna get psycho, get get get get, get psycho, get get get i wanna,wanna,wanna...

(Disturbed:Meaning of Life)