Kisk's Cow 2
#2 of High Fantasy
Kisk the Kobold is angry at a slutty-looking cow who ruined his bounty hunting. So now, he's ready to teach her a lesson in being a real slutty cow!
Commission for Junnj featuring his and a friend's characters.
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Isabella's eyes widen, her whole form shudders, her throat rubbing against the sharp blade of her ax. She gulps, but even that scratches her neck, letting a little blood trickle down from the tiny cut. She's well and indeed in this kobold's mercy.
The cow closes her eyes, and she whispers. "Your cock..."
Kisk leans in, pressing the blade against her hide. "Hm...?"
"I'll suck your cock!" the cow responds, tears rolling down her eyes.
He snickers, kicking the ax away, letting it spin across the ground. "Clothes... gone!" He pulls out a dagger, rolling it among his fingers. "Or I take."
She shifts herself, rubbing her neck, but shimmying herself out of her outfit. She glances around. Despite being out in the woods, they are near a trade route. Anyone passing by could hear, and see, everything going on.
Kisk eagerly disrobes himself. He hardly gives her a moment to consider the size of his kobold cock before he hops up again, grabbing onto her horns and yanking her down on top of him.
The dick pokes her right against her nose, making her snort and cough, but Kisk quickly takes that moment to shove his cock right into her.
Isabella grunts, tasting the sweaty, musky thing. Kisk had been waiting for his mark for days, and he is quite pent up after all of that. The kobold ruts, pushing past the meager defense she holds with her tongue, getting down as far as her throat by yanking her horns closer to him.
Izzy's head hurts, and when the cock pokes against her uvula, she gags, but he doesn't let her go. She coughs and heaves, but he thrusts his hips forward. It would be hard to breathe with such a foreign body in her, but he's teaching her a lesson. Her life, her very breath, is now entirely under his control.
He lets go of her, and she backs off, rubbing her throat and coughing up spit and precum out of her mouth.
Kisk stands up, grabbing her ear, giving her a rough tug. "Stupid slut! Thank me!"
"Th... thank you!?"
"No, thanks?" Kisk responds a sinister smile crosses across his face. "Then, no speaking!" He says. "On back, now!" He tugs at her ear.
Izzy groans, reaching for his hand, but he grabs her wrist, twisting her, the pressure building up until she rolls onto her back.
He snickers, hopping up on her stomach, his hands grabbing her tits. "Look this! Perfect milk!"
"I... I don't have milk. I'd have to be pregnant for that!"
"Then Kisk fix. Cow needs make milk!" He squeezes her tits hard, marking her jugs with his claws and scooting up, marking her stomach with his precum, lining his cock up between those tits. "Perfect cow for milk and fucking! Squeeze tits!"
She blushes deeply. "N... No, I can't, I--
Hoofbeats come from just past the bushes, and voices come up, an indistinct chatter at first, but she soon squirms from under him.
Kisk hops up, sitting on her tits and clamping his hands over her mouth. "No scream words!" he hisses, then lets his hands off of her, staring at her with deadly intent.
"I... I know them... they'll... they'll see me like this...!"
His grin widens when he hears that. "Then, they can't see Izzy. They only hear cow slut, and they leave alone."
"I... no... I can't."
"Master of stealth," he says, placing a hand on his chest. "Save reputation, let me fuck tits!"
She grunts, keeping her eyes away from him, but she moves her hands down, squishing her tits together.
He sits on her face when he sticks his cock in between her cow tits. He ruts her, slapping and squeezing her tits, letting out loud and quick grunts with each thrust he gives her, leaving her wholly smothered by his butt and balls, the side of her face against the ground and giving her the sight of horses clopping down the road.
The horses then stop, and the voices rise up. "What's going on over, oh fuck!"
Kisk continues pumping against her tits and looks over towards the travelers. "Go away! This Kisk's whore!"
The two men chuckle and urge their horses onward. "Damn, lucky bastard."
"Fuck, I wish Izzy was as loose as that bitch. I'd rail her all night long if she wasn't such a prude."
Izzy's face burns with embarrassment, and Kisk thrusts once more, groaning lewdly, shooting off his cum all over her tits and stomach. "Hehee... looks like friends think the cow a slut, too!" he says. "No respect. Get none from no one."
"I... am I just... a slut?" she asks, her eyes wide, staring off into the distance.
He squats down, licking at his snout, drawing over her mouth with his dripping cock. "Look like, smell like, sound like... must be!"
"No, I'm... I'm a proper warrior... I'm..."
"Beat by little kobold. All jizzy!" He walks off of her. "Everyone think slut, but just Kisk's."
"I... I don't."
He squeezes her cheeks, turning her eyes to face his. "No more talking! Kisk know what need! Just Kisk's cow for fuck! Yes?"
She stares up into his eyes, the fear in them disappearing. She closes them and nods.
He snickers. "Good, good, cow!' he then drops her and walks back over towards his stuff. "Now, Kisk has plans..."
With no fight from the cow, Kisk takes a set of ropes and ties her up to a nearby tree just by the road, making sure that everyone can see her giant udders, but tieing the line so that it goes under her thighs, covering her sex. "Only for Kisk," he says patting at her pussy. "Kisk be back. No let anyone touch, or be in trouble."
The cow moans through her gag, rubbing her knees together. Kisk snickers and pulls his hood back over his head. "Good girl. Kisk back with surprise. Perfect for slut," he then runs off, disappearing into the darkness.