1. Gorgon


    Date: 11/14/2014, Categories: Fetish, Author: dhc0005, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    which can be poisonous to mortals in large quantities. After we are done I go over my inventory. I'm in good order for now. Another seven nights has gone by and so far nothing but the sun shines brighter than usual. Apollo's doing. The crew begins to wane under the intense shine. They hallucinate and practically go mad, but I hold onto my sanity with meditation and breathing techniques I learned in the east. Then they had to come, Merpeople. First the males to get rid of us quickly, but the poison I use attack their systems rapidly. Merpeople are very weak against waste such as machinery or land a****l waste. It's a terrible way to die for sure, choking for dear life. Then the females come. They don't get on the ship; they stay in the water and seduce the crew to come to them. Weak minded and fragile hearted of the crew jump quickly to their blue coffins. I will admit if I wasn't on my guard I too would be inside the sea. I ask them how far we are from the island. They are at first surprised that I can speak their language, crudely, but speak it nonetheless. Even the ship’s crew looks at me surprised. I ask again and they continue their seduction. That is one thing I cannot take, rudeness. You kill my shipmates and don't answer my question? I grab one of my weapons, a whip. I had it made from the muscle tendons of a land hydra covered it with the scales of a dragon. I have had much practice with it. It's also longer than most whips. I lash it out at the closest Mermaid and ...
    wrap it around her neck and pull her onto the ship. I tell the crew to stay back and wrap more of the sharp, cylindrical edge around her neck. I allow a bit of breathing room but still easy to constrict. I show her s****rs the kind of torture I will put her through if I don't get an answer. They are stubborn, so I grab the back of hair, pull downward, and her skin begins to sc**** off. Dragon scales have quite the rigid surface. She screeches because of the jagged pain and her s****rs cry out in horror. I ask again and they say three days sail. I let their s****r go back in the water. We continue the journey. Finally we make it to the island. I'm the only one who is going to be in the interior. I tell them to give me five days and then they can set sail if I’m not back. I practically run through the deep woods. I already hear the hunting calls of the inhabitants. I'm trying to get a read on their positions, but with all the sounds bouncing here and there, it is not easy. One finally presents itself in front of me. I continue running forward and I unsheathe my short swords; specially made to use the strength and durability of the Athens army and the sharp and sleekness of the Sparta army lades. I don't have time to play considering my time table. The creature jumps out the way and watches me run by. I sheathe my swords and continue running. I'm nearly exhausted by dusk. According to the map, I'm halfway their. I set up camp for the night. With how tired I am I will sl**p easy ...
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