Soulless Instinct - Chapter 2 Supper

Chapter 2
Supper


    The next day the blacksmith left to do more foraging.  Mila amused herself by finger fucking her daughter’s anus all morning then decided that she would see if there was anything interesting outside.  Her daughter’s screaming and sobbing was getting on her nerves.  So she explored the forest leaving Misha in the cave by herself.  She amused herself for hours by finding small animals and ripping them apart.
    Meanwhile, Misha was hungry so she ate some of the food from the store that the blacksmith kept.  Then she crawled into the nest and slept.  Her life had been turned upside down.  She dealt with the change in her mother and the loss of her dad in the same way most children do.  She accepted and adjusted. 
    She awoke to the sounds of the blacksmith moving about the cave.  He had just returned and added his findings to the food pile.  This done he looked around the cave for his new mate but all he found was Misha.  Mila had yet to returned.  When he reached for her Misha squealed and tried to run but he was too quick and caught her in his strong grip.  He pointed at his cock expectantly but Misha had no idea what he wanted.  Not willing to wait for her to figure it out he forced her head down to the rod and stuffed it into her mouth.  He couldn’t get much in but she finally got the idea and began to lick and suck at him.  She didn’t like it but she was afraid to stop so her soft little tongue slid over and around his growing erection.  She licked it like a piece of candy and sucked precum from the tip.  Finally he tired of the blow job.  He lifted her up, situated her pussy over his member, and slid her screaming four year old body down onto his long shaft.  She sobbed and screeched as he stood up and walked about the cave while using her as a cock sleeve to pump his cock. 
    Meanwhile, Mila had tired of torturing small animals and was on her way back to the cave.  As she drew near the entrance Misha’s screams reached her ears.   She smiled as she imagined what was happening to her baby.  Her mate met her at the entrance, Misha’s whimpering little body still impaled on his cock.  Mila almost came at the sight of her little daughter’s quivering little body being pumped up and down, her little legs dangling three feet above the ground, her eyes glazed over in the painful pleasure that wracked her body.  Mila was instantly with them, smothering Misha between them as she leaned in to kiss her mate.  After a long kiss she guided them to the nest and made the blacksmith lie on his back.  She then gripped Misha around her little waist and savagely continued to pump her mates cock with her daughter’s body.  After a few minutes the blacksmith finally roared out his orgasm as his seed spewed up into Misha.  Grinning happily, Mila pulled her daughter off and leaned down to suck off the juices that covered his cock.  Then she brought Misha’s little cunt to her mouth and slurped out as much of her mate’s and daughter’s juices as she could.  Then she dropped Misha to the side and jumped onto her mate and they proceeded to violently fuck. 
    As they fucked Misha looked at what the blacksmith had brought home.  It was an old, unconscious, naked woman.  As Misha stared at her, the old woman woke up.  Her eyes were clear and she looked around her in panic.  When she caught sight of the violently fucking couple her eyes went wide with fear and she rushed to her feet and was about to race out of the cave when she noticed little Misha sitting on the floor, crying.  The old woman couldn’t make herself move as she took in the little girl’s clear blue eyes.  With a nervous glance at the rutting pair on the ‘bed’ she reached down and picked up the sobbing four year old and made a dash for the door.  She didn’t get more than a couple steps, however, before the blacksmith threw Mila down and quickly blocked the exit.  The old woman screamed and backed away.
    “Don’t hurt me, please!  I wouldn’t be good to eat!  I promise!  I’m to old and tough!”  She collapsed on the floor and sobbed with the little girl she was holding.
    Her sobs grew louder as the blacksmith advanced on them till he towered over their quaking, naked forms.  Bending down he pointed at the old woman.
    “You.  Stay.”  He pointed at Misha, “Feed her.”  Then he gestured to himself and Mila who was stalking around him on all fours, “Us too.”
    Mila gripped the terrified old woman and sank her teeth into her neck with a growl.  The woman screamed as  Mila sucked her blood and ground her cunt against her backside.
    The blacksmith reached down and yanked Mila off of her, “Not yet.”
    As the ferocious couple went back to rutting wildly,  with the blacksmith slamming Mila into the stone wall as he stabbed into her ass, the old woman crawled sobbing to the back of the cave, dragging Misha with her.  When they were as far back as the cave allowed the old woman sat with Misha cradled in her arms, a small trickle of blood dripping down her chest.
    “What’s your name, little one?”  the old woman asked as she nervously eyed the front of the cave.
    Misha sniffled as she was starting to recover from her recent rape, “M-Misha…”
    The old woman smiled at her, “That’s a pretty name.  My name is Setcha.  How did you get here, Misha?”
    The little girl sniffed back a tear and pointed to the rutting couple, “The big bad man came to our farm and stole me and Mama.”
    Setcha nodded, “And is that your Mama over there with him?”
    Misha nodded miserably, “She’s mean now, like him.  S-she does things to me and makes me do things for him.”
    The old woman sighed and turned her eyes to the little girl, “They’re Soulless  Ones now, child.  Part of the Purge.  It’s like a sickness that is spreading further and further south.  It turns good people into nothing but animals.  Makes them forget all decency and think only of their own instinctual needs.  That is no longer the Mama you knew, Misha.  She’s something else.”
    Misha whimpered, “W-will she ever get better?”
    Setcha shook her head, “The only cure is death.  Maybe someday the King’s men will come and put them down but that will be a long time from now.  I‘m sorry child, but those two animals over there will be your Mama and Papa from now on.”
    The girl shivered at the thought, “W-will you protect me now?”
    Setcha looked down at Misha with a mixture of pity and fear, “I’m so sorry, sweet child.  But I will not be lasting the night.  I cannot escape and they will soon cease their mating at remember me.  I am sorry but soon they will take me and I will either become one of them and start using you as well, or….more likely….they will use me as food.”
    Misha clung to Setcha fearfully, “Whyyyyyy?”
    Setcha soothed the little girl by hugging her and stroking her hair, “Because it’s who they are, child.  Promise me something.”
    Misha sniffled against the old woman’s breast, “W-what?”
    “You will not change for many years.  For some reason the Purge does not affect young children.  Those two see you as their cub, but if you resist them too much or annoy them too much, then they will eventually kill you too.  You must learn to see them as your parents and try to please them.  Do whatever they demand and try to become like them.  It may save your life.  Promise me, child, promise me that you will do this.”
    Misha nodded slowly, “O-ok.  I promise.”
    Setcha hugged her close and sang her a child’s song.  Setcha’s eye’s never stopped roaming the cave looking for a way out.  But she never found one.  Eventually, after one of Mila’s screaming orgasms, the blacksmith thrust her aside again and went outside.  Discarded yet again, Mila turned her milk white eye to the back of the cave.  Stalking back to where Setcha and Misha are hiding, she glared down at them. 
    Misha whimpered under her Mama’s angry stare and Setcha barely had time to give a frightened, “Please…” before Mila grabbed the old woman, spilling little Misha onto the floor, and dragged her to the bed.  Tears flowing down her cheeks, Misha followed them.  Setcha screamed as Mila began to grope and hump her.  The Purge woman pulled at her hanging tits and slid her cunt along Setcha’s frail hip.  The old woman shrieked as Mila sank her teeth into a tit and chewed.  Mila watched, petrified, as her mother ravaged the old woman.
    Suddenly Mila flipped Setcha onto her belly and spread her legs.  Grabbing a nearby leg bone, she worked the end into Setcha’s pussy, making the old woman grunt and groan as she was raped.  Looking over at her daughter, Mila grinned happily and handed her another bone.  Confused, Misha just stared at the white shaft in her hand.  Grunting in consternation, Mila pulled her closer and pointed at Setcha’s unused asshole.
    “Fuck.  Fun,” Mila grunted as she smiled and tried to get her daughter to join in on the rape. 
    Misha finally understood and tried to back away in horror, “No, Mama, please!  I don’t wanna!” 
    Mila growled angrily at her but it was Setcha who groaned out, “Do it child, ah!  R-remember what I told you!  Oh gods, eeeiiiiihhh!!!……Y-you, you must please her.  Do as your Mama tells you!  You promised!  Gah!!!!”
    Misha looked at the old woman writhing in pain and then at her Mama growling expectantly at her.  Timidly she came closer again.  As Setcha’s cunt was raped by Mila’s bone she place the end of her own bone against the old woman’s other hole.  Mila grunted with approval as she watched her daughter about to join her in raping their prey.  Setcha groaned and sobbed as Misha pushed at her back door with the gristle covered knob.  Her ass clenched reflexively so Misha had to use both hands and bear down with all her weight.  Setcha’s scream filled the cave as the knobby end of the bone popped inside her, ripping the flesh around her rim as the little girl obediently drove it inside her, blood smearing along the shaft. 
    Misha pumped Setcha’s ass, pleasing her mother even as tears fell down her cheeks.  Mila gleefully rammed her own rape tool into the old woman’s cunt.  The two of them using her mercilessly, Setcha screamed and writhed, her body filled with the pain of having her holes stabbed with human remains. 
    After doing this for a time, Mila got bored and wanted to have a show as well as a toy.  So she grabbed Misha and set the surprised baby girl in front of Setcha’s head, on her back with her legs spread.  As she continued to abuse the old woman’s cunt she growled at her.
    “Lick her good!”
    Too afraid to disobey her rapist, Setcha griped Misha by the ass cheeks, looked her in the eye and apologized, “I’m so sorry little Misha!  I-I have too!”  With a sob she lowered her face and began to lick away at Misha’s quim.  Misha moaned and giggled as her sex was tickled by Setcha’s tongue. 
    Mila grinned as she watched her daughter get serviced.  Kneeling down she rammed the bone in hard and sank her teeth into the old woman’s fleshy rump making Setcha cry out and groan against Misha’s snatch.  Suddenly liquid squirt out around the bone shaft and hit Mila in the face.  Grinning wickedly she pulled out the shaft and licked it clean before burying her face into Setcha’s cunt and sucking out the old woman’s cum. 
    Setcha sobbed her shame into Misha’s cunt.  She looked up at the little girl and said, “I-I’m…I couldn’t stop myself, Misha.   I’m sorry I didn’t want to let her make me feel it like this.  It hurts so much!  But everything is…also… making me feel…good.  I didn‘t mean to cum, I didn‘t!”
    Misha reached down and stroked the old woman’s cheek, “It’s ok.  Make me feel good too!”
    Setcha nodded and lowered her lips back to Misha’s sopping fuck hole, sending thrills of pleasure into the little girl’s body as her tongue wriggled into her.
    The females continued to writhe, moan, and occasionally scream, as the blacksmith returned carrying an armful of wood.  Arranging it at the entrance of the cave, he then grabbed two pieces of flint and soon had a good fire going.  This work done, he advanced on the copulating females. 
    Pushing Mila out of the way, the blacksmith positioned himself behind Setcha.  Feeling the Soulless woman bumped away behind her, Setcha glanced behind her to see the big man looming over her.  Sobbing out a terrified scream she tried to run but he gripped her hips and stabbed his cock into her already tortured ass.  The old woman screeched in terror as he gripped her around her wrinkled neck and pounded into her body.  Misha crawled hastily out of the way as Mila attacked Setcha as well, clawing and biting into her sagging tits as her mate held the old woman up. 
    Setcha gurgled as she felt two huge hands grip her throat, choking off her air.  They only left so that her rapist could yank her head to the side and sink his teeth into her neck.  Setcha screamed as she felt him suck up her blood and drink it down.  It didn’t help that Mila had clamped her teeth over the old woman’s nipple and was worrying her tit like a dog, chewing and yanking it back and forth. 
    Misha sat on the floor with her knees held tightly to her chest as Setcha was brutalized.  As she watched the old woman pulled to and fro, bitten, and raped, tears of sympathy flowed down her cheeks.  A scream ripped from her young throat as the blacksmith, almost casually, took hold of Setcha’s arm and snapped it backward, breaking it at the shoulder before he ripped it off completely.  Setcha’s wailing cries only caused Mila to increase her assault as the blacksmith speared the torn limb with one of the long blades from the store of weapons he kept, and set it leaning over the fire to cook.
    Repluging himself into the old woman’s ass, he resumed fucking her tortured body.  Mila was now drinking blood from Setcha’s nipple as her teeth sawed through the old flesh.  Setcha gave a mewling sob of a wail as the Soulless woman gave a yank and sawed the tip of her breast right off.  Spitting it out into her hand, Mila the shoved the nipple into it’s owner’s mouth and said, “Here, see how good you taste!” 
    As Setcha tasted her own flesh, Mila then picked up another of the long swords and began slicing at the base of the old woman’s tit.  Setcha screamed as her chest was sliced open, spitting out the piece of flesh in her mouth.  Mila didn’t care as she sliced the blade back and forth working the melon free.  When she was done she motioned for Misha to come closer.
    Sobbing and fearful, Misha got up and walked slowly to her mother.  Mila speared the disembodied tit onto the long sword and handed it to her daughter, “Go, cook,”  she growled motioning too the fire.
    Before Misha could obey however, Mila reached down to the cave floor and picked up the chewed nipple that Setcha had spit onto the floor.  Offering the piece of flesh to her daughter she said, “Here.  Eat.  Taste good.”
    “Yes, Mama.”  Misha obediently took the nipple and placed it in her mouth.  She chewed it as she stood next to the fire roasting Setcha’s breast.
    Setcha was doing little more than whimpering now as the Purge couple tortured her.  Finally, the blacksmith gripped her head with both hands as his cock stabbed all the way up into her ass.  With jerk and twist he broke her neck and ripped her head from her shoulders.   He fucked her cooling corpse for a while more until his cock twitched and spilled its seed into her dead womb.  After, he began pulling her body apart and sticking the pieces onto blades so that they could be roasted over the fire.
    Having chewed Setcha’s nipple to shreds and swallowed it, Misha was just about done roasting the tit flesh of the fire.  When it was done she brought it to her new daddy, but he shooed her away, not bothering to take the meat as he prepared to cook the rest of Setcha. 
    Scurrying over to the bed, Misha got comfortable and as she watched her new parents squabble over the cooking.  Her lips smacked as her teeth sank into Setcha’s roasted mammary and she enjoyed the taste.