She blamed that asshole Giovanni for this entire nightmare. Not wanting to admit taboo words and desires never intended to act out were also her fault. Yes, emotions towards this creature she felt were true but that already crossed the line.
It was just harmless banter but she knew the risks, knew the danger and knew the consequences. Now, there is no return. No fairy man to aid in her travels. No others to protect or save her. All bets in the arms of this merciless creature who only wished and lived to devour. What more did she expect? She knew and even accepted knowledge of his ravenous character. Still, humans are never satisfied, always wanting more and more.
Well, that is one trait they shared in common.
Though he took off ankle bounds, Junia didn't feel any relief. "Now, my pretty pet, do what I asked." Pennywise commanded in a stern yet squeaky tone, lying on his back.
Junia cautiously bent on all four limbs, submissive to his wrath, willing or not. Coloured legs trembled, knees dug into the old mattress on either side of him. Giving Pennywise power to see every feature and detail but her face. Sized breasts hung like soft bouncy balls in a net, he marvelled how they appeared so appetizing in this position. The place where indecent heat originated exhibited signs of arousal.
A freaky little thing for a maiden, huh?
Devious smirk widened more, puffing cheeks. "Closer." Abdominal muscles tensed, she did as told and itched backwards when really wanting to just run. Salted tears dripped on his dingy costume, the amount of mouth-watering fear tasted absolutely divine.
The clown couldn't decide what on earth to do with this girl. Make a complete mess out of her? Or take in painfully slow? Go in for the kill? No no, too wasteful. A wondrous creature like her deserved attention never before given to anyone by him. It is her first time, why not be a little nice?
At least until his tolerance emptied.
Breath paused as rough textured hands ran up exposed skin, a sickly feeling called embarrassment bubbled in her stomach. She gasped in a choke when something sharp like razors pinched through delicate layers. Jaw tightened, the pain was manageable but knew more was coming.
Pennywise enthralled in her sounds, her flavour. Only a measly lick and he can already sense the additive surge building up. He nipped at coloured thighs, enjoying how the girl flinched with each tiny bite. Tongue used this moment as a warm-up and didn't allow a morsel to be wasted.
When the nibbles paused, Junia wishfully believed this ordeal was finished, until fingers parted and tongue roughly licked her precious flowered core. Arms that held body weight gave out to unfamiliar sensations Pennywise forced her to experience. "Phh-Please st...op!" Junia breathlessly pleaded, face muffled by fabric. She attempted to pull away but his grip proved too strong.
Intense throbs pulsed against his tongue, smirk widened, poking straight into her without hesitation. A heavy female scent invaded nostrils, it was so sweet, and he couldn't describe the particular aroma to call it.
The girl moaned, this time mixed between pleasure and hurt. Nails clinched handfuls of ruffles belonging to Pennywise. Thighs trembled as his skilled appendage teased her in daggering motions. She dripped with indecent liquids on his clothes.
She's ready for level two.
"Is-Isn't this eno...enough?" Junia tried again to talk herself out of the inevitable trauma.
Pennywise cackled darkly, his hand stretched down-south. "The party is just beginning."
Lids shut tightly, head turned in attempt to avoid what the creature itched to unleash. Something fleshy smacked against her cheek, breath held in throat knowing what body part belonging to him radiated heat and wetness. Unable to keep from inhaling for over a few seconds, she was met with a pleasant smell of candy apples and not rumoured fishy smell typically earned from human males.
"Come on Junia." the clown hissed. "have a taste." Pennywise impatiently pushed her head down, forcing those pretty lips to engulf a portion of him.
Eyes widened as did her mouth, throat reflexively swallowed against the foreign object forced inside. It hurt, tears pooled in corners, unable to breath. The creature's hips buckled in steady upward daggering motions as if trying to drill her a new esophagus. Slender fingers clawed into sheets, body tensed as it alarmed in suffocation.
Sounds of gages and chokes as he moved himself inside her wonderfully comfortable carven encouraged more aggregation. He grunted in unfamiliar irritation, wanting more, wanting to get right into the main course.
Patience dropped to negative six.
The clown grabbed a healthy fistful of midnight hair and yanked her off his throbbing self. She coughed and panted needed breaths. While regaining oxygen, Junia hadn't noticed Pennywise slipped from under her to position behind on knees until a familiar slimy heat rubbed between ass cheeks. She trembled uncontrollably, fingers twitched, dared not to look back. "D-Don't do th-is... an-anything but this."
This was it, this is how she truly loses everything.
"Uh-no~ need to be so sad Little Junia." He giggled childishly dark, hand falsely comforted her in gentle rubs along her spine, saliva fell in connected strands. "You're a virgin no more."
Pennywise shoved his entire length without remorse, she screamed in blistering agony. The bite to her shoulder no longer in first place of the most painful thing done. An unbearable burning sensation put lower regions on fire and it didn't help when the creature disallowed her chance to cope. Being stretched wide open distracted Junia from the streams of crimson running down thighs.
The girl's faintly noticeable love handles on her waist served as perfect support for him to keep a good hold. Rough fingers curled and dug into lush skin. In merciless rhythm, pelvis struck against her with such force, stomach felt it through sickly vibrations. He grunted at the overwhelming tightness of the virgin body, it felt absolutely incredible. Never had this natural activity been so enjoyable for the creature before.
A crave to indulge deeper consumed him.
Pennywise snarled. "Up you go." Fingers rounded her neck and pulled Junia up with a strong tug. Her back arched against his chest, knees no longer touched soft mattress. Coloured hands given no choice but to grab onto the larger one gripping her neck as she continued to be impaled on his lap. Moans filled the small confinement, unable to hold them back from the creature pounding favourable spot deep inside.
Eyes threatened to roll back, wanting so bad to give into pleasure she secretly longed for. A pleasure that could drive her insane, like this. So relentless and unforgiving that it seemed dangerously addictive.
Only individuals fucked up like them would desire such a thing.
As he finished inside, Pennywise growled in a low voice, in an animalistic roar, pointed teeth sunk into skin of the unbitten shoulder. Arms flexed with muscle and wrapped tightly around her body, one on the waist and the other on the neck and shoulders. Speed heightened with inhuman capabilities, making her convulse in sweetly throbbing orgasm and scream in extreme pain.
Warm crimson lathered his tongue, slurps and groans invaded her ear. Pennywise couldn't get enough of the girl's favour. It just tasted so deliciously good that he was unable to truly describe what this experience is other than she tasted like chocolate.
The creature lingered in her, believing ravaging Junia would finally calm his ravenous senses down a notch or two. However, as the post-orgasmic cloud faded, so did the belief of satisfaction.
Pennywise growled aggregately, retracting sharpened teeth carelessly, she twitched and gasped in agony. Exhaustion began to creep up on her but the creature didn't allow for rest. Not her definition of it at least.
If he could not have a moment of ease, neither will she.
In fuzzy vision, they were transported out the mysterious jail and surrounded by abandoned set-up of the Neibolt house. Junia wasn't given the chance or moment to fathom why the change in location before Pennywise dropped her on rotten, dusty wooden floor. She groaned from the fall, entire body throbbed no longer in pleasure but aches.
He dashed the same clothes she had worn at Golden Haze a whole day ago, fabric draped aimlessly over her. Junia, for a dreadful moment, felt like a cheap whore, tears rained without permission as she glanced up at him.
Pathetic, is what those blue eyes told her.
Mouth coated in her blood, teeth pointed in uncountable directions but no golds blazed. "Get out!" Spat Pennywise angrily, a finger pointing at the door.
"W-what?" She watched him with confusion but that only caused him to repeat it again in more fury, more volume and more monstrous.
"Get. The. Fuck. Out!" Roared Pennywise, stature grew in size with each word.
Instinct snapped Junia from her daze enough to act before achieving what she came to Derry for. Not thinking, just running. She carelessly rushed on clothes, stumbled her way out to the yard and past the dismantled fences. Not once looking back.
For once, luck blessed her.
Browns witness a sporty vehicle that resembled Dimi's screeched in sudden slam of the breaks. The driver popped his door with urgency and voice called out in panicked relief. "Junia!"
To his horror when approached closer, Dimi took in the girl's tragic state. Clothes misplaced and backwards, hair wild, blood stains, no shoes and just an expression of utter devastation. It broke his heart. "What happened?" He asked in concern while arms wrapped around her aching body.
"Get me out of here." She softly begged. Junia couldn't hold out any longer and leaned entire weight against him.
Dimi caught her, noticing legs shook in threat of giving out but no panic, no frantic voice came. Just of understanding. "Where to?" He sighed and picked the girl up from over legs. Sorrowful this could not be differently, that self-promises were not kept.
"Home." She didn't notice a second male open the backdoor for them.
Nolan widened his green eyes at the state of Junia. "Holy shit dude, this thing fucked her up badly" a hand covered mouth in gesture of surprise, earning a glare from his friend.
"Not the time." Dimi sternly warned at the other male while placing her gently in the backseat. "Just get us out of here." Closing the door, he returned attention to Junia. "Toronto? To Jaison?"
Nolan automatically jumped into the drivers' seat glanced at his friend through the rear mirror. "Airport, got it." He floored the gas pedal, that house gave him the creeps, for good reason.
"No." She looked up at him, tears mixed in with rain drops. "I want to go home to my Dad."
He knew of only one other place the girl labelled as such. "Alright, I'll get you there."
Junia didn't feel the G-force of acceleration put into gaining as much distance as possible from Neibolt. Thankful for whatever reason they were around, unsure how she would survive getting home.
Dimi allowed crimson painted arms to tremble around his torso, not caring of the mess she brought in his pristine vehicle. She began to cry, sniffles and sobbing filled their transportation. A gentle hand rubbed her quivering back. He realized fabric soaked in blood was clothes from opening night. He bit onto inner cheek flesh, tasting iron.
No matter what the universe has in store, you cannot change, only bear it.