Bab 448: Pet Rot Goddess
A/N: Pet Rot Goddess was a commissioned one shot originally written back in June of this year. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!
Themes: Defeated, Dom/Sub, Mind Break
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"Heed my words. I am Malenia, Blade of Miquella. And I have never known defeat."
Her words… were catching up with her. A sharp exhale leaves Malenia's lips, as the lowly Tarnished she's been fighting slices her prosthetic clean off her body, removing both her right arm and her weapon from her at the same time. She collapses to her knees a moment later, the fight leaving her despite the wings made of Scarlet Rot butterflies flowing out from her shoulders.
She'd given her all, and then some… and still it was not enough. Kneeling there, Malenia gazes up at the Tarnished from beneath the rim of her winged helmet, her mouth agape.
"Your strength, extraordinary. The mark… of a true Lord."
She begins to pitch forward, even as the Scarlet Rot rages through her person. But before she can fully collapse, before she can fall, a hand lashes out and grabs onto one of the wings of her helmet, keeping her upright, on her knees.
When he'd come to her in nothing but a loincloth, wielding nothing but a simple sword that eerily matched her own, Malenia had not thought much of him. A mad man, she'd assumed… and one that she would swiftly and easily put down given his lack of armor or indeed any attire at all. He'd proven her wrong, of course. He'd proven her dead wrong.
And now, the reason behind his near-nakedness is revealed as he holds her aloft by her helmet with one hand and tugs away his loincloth with the other. A cock, large and thick and already growing hard right before her sight, unfurls and slaps down upon her helmeted face, causing her to gasp in shock. It would appear the only man to ever truly defeat her… was a lecher of the highest order.
"Y-You mustn't! You-mmph!"
Her protests fall on deaf ears, as he shoves his cock into her mouth. Malenia's eyes widen beneath the calcification of Scarlet Rot that covers the top half of her face. They almost widen enough to break said calcification away, causing it to crack as she finds her maw stuffed full of his still-growing member.
"Gaaagkh!"
He's quite forceful, her victorious opponent. He's none too gentle about taking his pleasure from her, now that he's defeated her. Malenia is humiliated, of course. Embarrassed in the extreme, in fact. This was… this was not how she expected things to go.
How long had she waited for her brother's return? How many foes had she defeated? How many armies had she slain? And yet, here she was, on her knees. Her one flesh and blood arm comes up to press ineffectually against the leg of the man in front of her, but she gets nowhere with that. Her strength is greatly diminished, both from losing the fight that they'd just had… and from trying to resist the Scarlet Rot, even now.
"Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!"
It was not easy, being an Empyrean. Malenia was well aware that there were many in the Lands Between who were envious of her and her brother. There were even those that worshipped the two of them for their so-called divinity. For Malenia and Miquella, however, their Empyrean nature had never been anything but a curse. Miquella, doomed to the body of a youth forever and ever… and Malenia, afflicted with the Scarlet Rot, to the extent that it infested her very soul and threatened at every corner to overcome her mind.
Her beloved brother had spent his entire existence on trying to find a solution to her affliction. He'd tried everything, from relying on the Golden Order to breaking away and seeking out alternative methods. His greatest, a needle of unalloyed gold, had helped the most to stave off the Scarlet Rot's influence… but even that was only a temporary measure. One that Malenia misplaced during the fighting in Caelid, where her half-brother Starscourge Radahn pushed her to her absolute limits.
Ever since losing his needle and waking up back at the Haligtree with Miquella seemingly absent, Malenia had been forced to contend with the Scarlet Rot all on her own. She'd spent years holding it at bay with the one thing left to her… her focus on her brother, above all others. Miquella would return to her. He would make everything right again. Of this, Malenia had never doubted. It was her single-minded pursuit of her brother's return to her side that had allowed her to fight off the Scarlet Rot all this time.
But now… now she was struggling. This Tarnished, who even now was using her mouth for his pleasure, had forced her to her limits, just as Radahn had. However, unlike Radahn, who Malenia had defeated by blooming on the battlefield of Caelid, the Tarnished had not even been remotely fazed by her flowering. Unlike Radahn, who by all accounts had been driven mad in the wake of their battle, the Tarnished had handled her with ease, even when she'd gone all out, with the Scarlet Rot raging through her body.
Now… now Malenia was helpless. Both before the lurid, wanton desires of this Tarnished who had defeated her, and before the inexorable advance of the Scarlet Rot. Even now, she could feel it pushing at the battered walls of her focused mind. Even now, she could feel it seeking to overcome her beleaguered thoughts. She'd let the Rot out to play, and now it sought to take everything from her.
Well, everything save for her dignity and pride, she supposed. The Tarnished was taking that from her already, at the moment.
Pulling back out of her mouth, leaving her gasping and hacking for air after being thoroughly throat-fucked for the past several minutes, Malenia receives no further warning, before the Tarnished begins to cum. Still holding her aloft by her winged helmet, he proceeds to spray her in his seed, coating her in his sticky, hot, white essence right then and there.
Much if it splatters across her helm, but plenty covers her lower face and her tits as well. Landing on her lips, it stains them and threatens to slip into her mouth. Unable to help herself, Malenia's tongue slides out, and gathers up a dollop. She's… curious, in a way. Curious to see what the man who defeated her tastes like. Salty, is the ultimate verdict.
Of course, even that heartbeat of curiosity costs her. The Scarlet Rot uses her moment of distraction to surge forward yet again, invading more of her mind, forcing her to give more ground as she seeks to hold onto what's most important, the memories of her brother, and her drive to see him again. Miquella… Miquella is all that matters.
Flinging her around, the Tarnished sends her sprawling face first into the water where he finally beat her. Gasping, Malenia gets her one remaining limb up under her, pushing herself up onto her hand and knees. She looks back at him, still dripping with his cum, though now also dripping with water, to find the Tarnished crouching behind her.
As he grabs her by her hips and yanks her buttocks higher into the air, Malenia squirms. She's too weak to fight him off though, because so much of her remaining strength and focus is on keeping the Scarlet Rot at bay. They make quite the tag-team duo, he and it. Does he even know what he's doing to her? Or is this Tarnished just some lecher who understands only that she is a woman, and thus has a woman's body for him to ravage to his heart's content?
Not that Malenia has room to talk. She has been defeated. Her life is forfeit. She could protest his unchivalrous treatment of her, and she's sorely tempted to do so, but ultimately, what would be the point? There's every chance she might survive this, if she stops resisting. He might even let her live, and then she might one day be able to return to her brother's side after all.
Miquella. It all went back to Miquella. One might look down upon her for having such circular logic, but the fact was, it was all that was keeping Malenia sane. Her focus on Miquella, her love for her brother, it was the only thing that mattered and-
A very different type of 'sword' suddenly spears into the so-called undefeated swordswoman from behind. Malenia had been a virgin. The Blade of Miquella had no need for sex, and more than that, who would want to touch a diseased, afflicted woman like her? The Tarnished, apparently.
A surprised cry spills forth from Malenia's lips, and her back arches as he slams into her with all his might. His cock, which Malenia already knew to be large and thick from the time it spent in her throat, drives DEEP into her virgin cunt without so much as a 'by your leave'.
She keeps expecting him to pull back with a cry of pain himself, but after he'd happily face fucked her for a few minutes straight with no signs of distress, she supposed that wasn't a reasonable expectation. The Scarlet Rot rampaging through her body was incredibly virulent. The Rot itself was insanely infectious, but the strain in her body, even more so.
And it wasn't like she was holding it back one bit either. She could barely keep it from invading her own mind and fully overtaking her thoughts. She didn't have the time or focus to spare on keeping it contained in her body on top of that. And yet… the Tarnished is merciless. He fucks her with a savage ferocity that Malenia can't fight back against. She can barely keep her sole remaining hand under her, as he holds her by the hips and slams down into her cunt from above.
He's either immune to the Scarlet Rot or has developed enough of a resistance to it that it doesn't matter if he gets infected or not. Either way, it's not going to be the Rot that stops him from having his way with her. And it's not going to be Malenia either, because she's too busy trying to keep her ravaged mind from collapsing in on itself.
Miquella. She had to focus on Miq… uella… shuddering, Malenia sobs, and the tears actually make it through the calcification covering the top half of her face, streaming down from under her helmet over her cheeks.
The more the Tarnished fucks her… the better it feels, to her ultimate shame. And the better it feels, the harder it becomes to focus on holding the Rot at bay and keeping her brother firmly in the center of her mind. Relentless and unyielding, merciless and unhesitating, her conqueror snarls and even increases his pace, his fingers digging even more into her toned flesh as he drives into her clenching cunt again and again and again.
She'd never thought sex would be this good. Not in a million years. She hadn't thought that submitting like she was, that being forced to bend over and just take it would… would feel like this. Crying out in an ugly fashion, Malenia tips over the edge. She's not quite sure what happens at first. She doesn't understand, as the pleasure reaches a crescendo and drives her into an explosive orgasm.
It is, after all, the first climax of her entire life. Beneath her helmet, the calcification covering the upper half of her face cracks in multiple spots and falls away, the movement of her eyes finally proving to be too much for it. Under that same helm, Malenia's natural yellowish-orange pupils have been revealed, dilating and contracting as they are from the pleasure.
Of course, that's precisely what the Scarlet Rot is waiting for. Even as the Tarnished pauses for a moment before letting out a dark chuckle, the Rot rampages forward, finding weakness in a half-dozen places in Malenia's poor, beleaguered mind. Her consciousness is slammed by the affliction, who aims to make her into little more than its puppet, its Goddess of Rot.
Malenia has always known there was an intelligence behind her affliction. She wasn't an Empyrean, one chosen by an Outer God, for nothing, after all. Her mentor had dealt with some aspect of the Outer God of Rot, once upon a time. It had been buried, deep beneath the earth. And yet… and yet, despite the Outer God's supposed death, the intelligence behind her affliction remained.
And Malenia… Malenia could no longer fight it. Not when she was already losing on every other front. As the Tarnished continues to plunder her booty from above, pounding away at her cunt, his balls slapping into her clit and his thighs smacking against her ass, Malenia sobs out in pleasure, crying out in reluctant ecstasy. And the more she does, the more Miquella falls away. Her memories of her brother are dissolving, her focus on Miquella lost entirely.
That focus had been the one thing keeping her from completely falling to the Scarlet Rot. And truth be told, Malenia didn't know what she would become next without that focus. But one thing was for sure… she was far more afraid of the Rot and its plans for her body, then she was of the Tarnished. He was, in the end, only a man.
An impossible man, to be sure. A powerful, strong, unstoppable force of a man who had brought her low and then brought her low AGAIN when she had pulled out her trump card. But still… just a man. And he was the man who had taken her firsts, who had claimed her in every way. So perhaps… perhaps Malenia could trust him. At the very least, he seemed to be the possessive sort.
It was her only hope. A Hail Mary that she had to rely upon, because otherwise the alternative was certain destruction. As the Rot starts to overtake her last bastion of sanity, Malenia stops fighting the pleasure being foisted upon her by her Tarnished Conqueror. Instead, she turns it into an anchor. She turns HIM into her anchor.
She doesn't have any other option, really. She can't focus on Miquella while fighting off both the pleasure from the Tarnished and the bombardment from the Rot. However, she can focus on the pleasure from the Tarnished above all else. The last remaining fragments of Malenia's consciousness latch onto the feel of his cock, plunging in and out of her depths. Her frayed, beleaguered mind focuses on how good it feels to have the man who defeated her bury himself inside of her again and again.
And… as he cums in her, as he fills her with his seed, Malenia lets go entirely, her revealed eyes rolling back in her head beneath her winged helmet, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. The triple amputee shudders and quivers as her womb is stuffed to the brim, her new existence as his and his alone solidified.
Miquella's face is the last thing Malenia sees, before she ceases being Malenia, Blade of Miquella. Before she ceases thinking about her brother at all. In the end, the only one who matters is her new Master… her new Tarnished Lord.
As he pulls out of her with a grunt, the pet Rot Goddess whips around, startling him momentarily. He doesn't quite jolt back, but he does tense up for a moment, anticipating an attack of some sort. However, what he doesn't anticipate is Malenia's single-minded devotion to him and his cock. Lunging forward, she doesn't attack him, she wraps her sole flesh and blood arm around his waist and puts his cock back in her mouth.
Sucking and slurping away at it noisily and needily, she can feel the Rot reeling back in real time. Her devotion to her new Lord is absolute, after all. Her once-complex mind simplified down to a basic understanding of how her new world worked. This was her Master, and this was his cock. She was his plaything and tool, to be used in whatever way he saw fit. And her most important use, was of course servicing his cock.
As she licks it clean, Malenia gurgles, pulling back and looking up at her Lord through the visor of her winged helmet.
"Master… my Lord… must… serve. P-Please… please, nnngh~"
She can't quite put it into words. Words, she finds, are actually quite hard now. All she knows is that this is where she belongs. Luckily, her Master takes pity on her, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he grabs her by the wings of her helmet and drags her all the way back down his length. He starts fucking her face again, but this time Malenia is wholly on board with it, her lips sucking down vigorously along his pistoning prick as he thrusts into the back of her throat time and time again.
"Hulghk! Hulghk! Hulghk!"
This is where she belongs. This is where her journey was leading her. Here and now… she belongs to this man, her Master.
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