Soulless Instinct - Chapter 1 Taken

Chapter 1:  Taken


        Mila rose with the morning sun and began her chores.  It was a nice day for this late in autumn.  The cow had plenty of milk and the chickens had dropped plenty of eggs.  Her husband was out ridding the fields of rocks so that next spring’s plowing would be smooth.  Their four year old daughter sat on the doorstep drawing pictures in the dirt.  It looked like a good day.
    The weather had cooled but not to the point of freezing.  The leaves on the trees had dropped and the animals in the forest were either leaving for the winter or getting ready for the long season’s hibernation.  The summer harvest had been good so the barn was full.  The family was settled in and ready for the cold season.  Yet Mila’s eye’s kept warily glancing at the forest.  Rumors had drifted down from the north that the soulless ones had spread even further this year.  Mila hoped they would not reach Ripple Stream Valley.  The stories told of evil beings who had neither love nor hate, only impulse.  They followed whatever basic need or desire that all people felt, but without the conscience or restraint that governed civilization.  Eating, drinking, breathing, shelter, copulation….Only basic impulses influenced what they did.  They weren’t mindless.  More like animals with man’s skill and instincts.  They would store food for winter and return to the same caves or shelters that they found for homes.  But they had no regard for other human beings.  Not even each other.  They would take whatever could be taken, eat whatever could be eaten, and they guarded their territory as ferociously as wolves.  No one knew how they started, only that they came from the north and seemed to be slowly moving southwards.  It was said they had once been humans but no one knew for certain.  Some said an evil sorcerer had cursed a race of people to live like animals.  Other’s said it was a plague.  Still others said they were simply humans who had gone too far north and gone mad.  Whatever their source they seemed to be spreading every year and no one seemed to be able to stop them.
    Mila worked all day, cleaning, cooking, looking after little Misha, feeding the animals, and looking after her little garden.  Even in winter there would be things to do in the garden. 
    Her husband came home late.  There weren’t many good days left so he had to do as much as he could to get the fields ready for next year’s planting.  They ate supper and went to bed.  Misha slept in the room above her parent’s bedroom.  At night she could hear them fucking, though she didn’t know what they were doing.  Sometimes she would creep over to the stairs and watch them without their knowing.  She never wondered why they were naked since she slept in the nude herself, but she couldn’t figure out why Daddy would put his thing in Mommy’s peepee, or in her other opening for that matter.  She also wondered if Daddy’s thing tasted good because Mommy was always sucking on it like it was a candy stick.  And then Daddy would get all red and squirt some white pee on Mommy, who seemed to enjoy eating it as well.  Mommy and Daddy did a lot of things that Misha couldn’t figure out.  Maybe one day she would.  But she didn’t think so.
    The days went like this for a while; Mila filling her day with whatever she could, her husband worked in the field, and Misha watching them at night.  Life seemed good, and it was.  Then one day Mila was taking dinner out to her husband in the field when she heard a noise behind her.  She spun around to see three ragged men standing there.  They were eyeing her hungrily.  Two were skinny to the point of starvation.  The other was big, muscled and apparently well fed.  He looked like a blacksmith, except for the glassy white eyes that they all seemed to have.  Mila screamed and started running.  The three men gave chase.  She thought she would out run them when she tripped and fell.  She looked back and screamed in agony and horror.  She had tripped over her husband’s dead body.  Screaming hysterically she knelt over him not caring that the three soulless ones were almost on her.  Her husband had been partially eaten.  His blood was everywhere.  Mila just kept screaming even when the soulless ones grabbed her and began to drag her away.  They took her back to the house.  The big one found Misha in the kitchen and grabbed her along with an armful of food.  The two skinny ones were holding Mila in the living room and were arguing over whether to eat her or fuck her first.
    “I hungry, let’s eat her,” said one. He was short and had a red cap.
    The other disagreed, “No, no!  Me wanna bone her first.  Warm pussy better than cold.” He had no cap but he did have a long blue coat.
    “But me hungry.  Big one had most of the man!” complained Red Cap.
    The big one that was carrying Misha and the food settled the dispute.  He set Misha and the food onto the floor and growled, “Fuck.”
    The two skinny ones eyed him warily but were obviously too afraid to say no.  So they threw Mila over to the blacksmith and he grabbed her and ripped off her clothes.  Misha sat on the floor crying as she watched her mother get raped.
    Mila screamed as the soulless one entered her from behind, “Aaaaarrrrnnnnhhhhh.  Please, please leave my daughter alone!  Misha don’t look at us! Aaaaaahhhhhh!”
    The blacksmith continued to pound into Mila’s pussy, ripping screams from her throat.  Finally he filled her with cum and withdrew.  Misha looked at her mother’s nude body and wondered why her eye’s had suddenly gone misty white.  The blacksmith then flung Mila over his shoulder, picked up Misha and the food and headed for the door.  As he left Misha’s father stumbled to the door.  His eyes were milky white.  He glanced hungrily at Misha and Mila and the food but saw the size of the blacksmith and stumbled into his house.  There he helped the other two ransack his house for food, blankets or anything else they might need. 
    The blacksmith had all he could carry so he took his loot and walked off into the forest.  He walked for miles.  Soon the landscape began to slant steadily upwards as he came closer and closer to the mountains.  Finally he came to a cave located in the side of the slope.  It was dry and good shelter.  It was his home.  When he entered he dumped the girls on the floor and carried the food to the pile he kept at the back of the cave.  Tears streaming down her face Misha tried to hug Mila but her mother pushed her away.  She was soulless now.  The blacksmith returned, grabbed Mila and slammed his cock into her again.  This time she didn’t resisted but met him thrust for thrust.  Lust over took them and they slammed into each other wildly for hours until they fell onto the blacksmith’s bed of leaves, old blankets, and the skins and bones of dead animals.  It wasn’t over, they were just taking a break.  Misha had ceased to cry hours ago.  When she saw that her mother was finally resting she crawled over to the bed.
    “Mommy I’m cold.”
    She should have kept quiet but she was just a baby girl who wanted her Mommy….how was she to know.  At first Mila didn’t notice her, but then Misha crawled onto the bed.  Mila turned to see her daughter…………..Lust had not left her eyes…..Misha squeaked when Mila grabbed her and tore off her little dress.  The cloth was added to the bed and Mila held her naked four year old child up for the blacksmith to see.  He watched as Mila spread Misha’s legs and presented her daughter’s tiny little pussy to him.
    “Pussy good?”  She asked for his approval……and permission.  He nodded.
    Mila tilted Misha back a little exposing her tiny asshole, “Ass good?”  More approval.
    Misha, embarrassed to be without her clothes, was getting nervous, “Mommy what are we doing?”
    Mila didn’t answer.  She just straddled the blacksmith, lowering her cunt over his member.  Then she lifted Misha up till her pussy was level with his mouth.  The blacksmith put his head between Misha’s legs and began to lick her four year old pussy.  Misha giggled.
    “Mommy!  He tickles!  Mommy what are you doing?!” Misha cried out as her mother buried her face between her small ass cheeks and inserted her tongue into her anus.  Misha’s eyes began to glaze as her mother offered her up to her new mate and they both made her squeal with new sensations that so far felt really good.
    “Mommy! That’s nice Mommy! Mommy don’t stop!”
    Suddenly the blacksmith pushed Mila off.  She fell with an angry cry but didn’t try to get back on.  She knew what he wanted.  And she knew she would have to wait her turn.  Much to Misha’s dismay the blacksmith had stopped licking her pussy.  A confused little girl, she had no idea what was coming next.  The blacksmith brought her tiny little body to the tip of his giant erection.  Trusting Misha looked up at his milky white eyes as he situated her baby cunt onto his cock.  Slowly but without hesitation he pushed her down against his pole trying to enter her tiny body.  At first Misha just grimaced at the pressure being applied to her peepee.  Then the purple head of his dick exploded into the incredibly tight little pussy.  Her screams split the air with a shrillness that made Mila cover her ears out of annoyance.  The blacksmith paid no mind to her pain though as he slid his cock in and out of her four year old body.  She cried and screamed for her mommy who just sat back and watched as she masturbated to the sight of her baby daughter’s rape.  Misha grit her teeth against the pain but it wasn’t enough against the shock of the giant wet cock slipping out of her damaged pussy and squelching back in.  Tears streamed down her chubby little cheeks as her innocence was taken. 
    Her mother just watched and wished it was her on that cock instead of her daughter.  Anger at being denied the fun began to build in her until she pictured hurting the little brat herself.  Biting off her tiny little nipples, breaking her little neck, feasting on her ass cheeks.  The little slut was getting all the fun and she wasn’t getting any.  She knew she couldn’t do any of that though till her mate was though with the little beast for good.
    The blacksmith’s thrusts into Misha’s abused little body had increased to a frenzy as he built up to a climax.  Suddenly he gave out with a massive groan and blasted the toddler’s insides with cum.  He then pulled out of the child with a loud pop and lay on his side to sleep. 
    Mila squawked angrily at being denied her own release, but he just growled angrily at her and she shut up.  Her rage however took another channel.  Misha.  Furious, she grabbed her daughter and dragged her over to another part of the cave, away from her new mate.  At first she envisioned devouring her child alive but then she looked down at the shivering little girl, nude and dripping cum from her tiny cunt.  An animal lust filled her and she decided to find another avenue for her release.  She groped at her daughter and thrust her tongue into Misha’s mouth.  Furiously kissing her baby daughter as her hands manhandled her small form.  Finally she broke the kiss and flipped her child upside down so she could attack her dripping red pussy.  She stuck her tongue deep into the infant vagina and scooped out her mate’s thick cream.  She swallowed hungrily and kept digging for more.  When she couldn’t find anymore she grabbed a bone from one of her mate’s previous meals and thrust it into her baby’s pussy.  Misha screamed in pain but her mother stuffed her mouth with straw and wrapped her legs around her head to keep her quiet.  Grinning happily at her daughter’s degradation Mila continued to rape the pretty little cunt with the bone.  She grabbed another bone and stuck it into the girl’s ass working it around savagely as she ground her own pussy against her baby’s face. 
    After awhile Mila grew tired of raping her daughter and decided she wanted to be fucked instead.  She flipped Misha back around, grabbed her baby’s hand, shoved it into her own pussy and said, “Fuck me!”  At first Misha just cried, tears streaming down her abused face.  She didn’t know what her deranged mother wanted.  Mila though, started to push Misha’s fist in and out of her cunt.  Misha soon got the idea and took over, pumping her fist in as far as it would go and pulling out again.  She didn’t know what was making her mommy act so strange or what she had done that made her mommy hurt her but the cries of pleasure that emitted from Mila’s lips told Misha that her mommy was pleased.  And she wanted to please her mommy.
    And she did.
    Misha thrust her arm in just over her elbow and Mila screamed out in ecstasy as her daughter reamed her pussy.  Misha began to giggle every time she made her mother make a funny sound.  She twisted her arm and wiggled her fingers to get all kinds of weird sounds to come out of her mother.  She forgot about earlier and focused on this new game.  Mila arched her back and groaned out orgasm after orgasm as her pussy juice flowed down her daughter’s arm and streaked over her tiny body.  Finally after an hour of fucking Mila got up and crawled into the nest with her new mate and went to sleep.  Timidly Misha crawled in and curled up against her mother.  They all slept through the night curled against each other for warmth but Misha was the only one with any affection.
    None of them wondered why her eyes hadn’t turned milky white…