Huntress Piercing Wind Novels & Stories

Like a jackhammer drilling in my head. “It looks like you did not do your research properly then,” I conveyed to her as I twisted my hand that was holding my wand and poured another spell inside the air bubble. Shards of air blades ran rampant inside leaving deep scratches on her pale skin. She shrilled loudly together with another attack that was coming to my head. I held my head in pain causing the spell to cancel. And I saw yet another memory, ------- “Don’t do it Moria,” Harlequin’s voice pleadingly asked the wind goddess.

"Child you have done well. You have shown a strength that reaches far beyond your mortal limits. You chose to help an animal instead of benefit yourself. For that we refer to you now as The Huntress. You will be allowed to come into the woods once a week and hunt for your people as long as you keep the same respect and kindness. Take this amulet." Rudina looked at the round amulet The Fox and handed her. It was white Oak that had been carved delicately into the tree and fox in front of the tree. She thanked The Fox and put the amulet around her neck. It hung proudly next to the one that Canagan had given her. "Take this on your next trial so that they may know that you have passed and good

Henry said weakly, "I haven't lost, I'm still standing here, and you have no right to say I lost," Jackson narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, "I don't want to act too badly; if you had said that, I would have kept you from waking up within one week." Ten wind whirlwinds with sharp sword nets flew toward Henry one after another. Jackson stood idly on the spot with an arrogant expression on his face. Henry creates a thunder shield to protect himself, but the whirlwinds seem to have a hunch; they quickly break through the protective shield and envelop Henry inside. The screams rang out unceasingly, Jackson standing beside him with his hands clasped. He didn't know that Hana had seen it all

I said, groaning as she stroked me faster. I had a lengthy conversation with the chick who’d pierced me. Slade actually helped me research who to go to, like you could trust just anyone with something like that. Anyhow, she told me that even if pierced, if you don’t know where to aim it, then the woman isn’t going to get much from it. She’ll know you’ve got it all right but it won’t be pleasurable.

She bit her lip hard as she blotted the welling red fluid and examined the open wound. Outside the wind rattled at the windows, howled low, rubbed branches against the walls. The sound was disturbing, raising the hairs on the back of Caitlin’s neck. A soft whisper, like the touch of death against her skin. Zendedari caught her arm, staying her hand as she began repairing the damage. He is here. "It’s the wind." She didn’t believe it, but there was nothing they could do until she had closed his wound.

I was staring directly at his sky blue ones, the scar on the middle of his right eyebrow, and the piercing at the end. “You’re... You’re a psychopath...st—“ He fisted my hair in his hand, he dragged it backward. Tears filled my eyes at the excruciating pain the knife behind me caused as it pierced my back; his piercing inside me caused sourness. It was scraping my insides aggressively with each thrust he gave.

The swirling force condensed rapidly, the air itself shimmering under its intense pressure. The hooded figure tilted his head, intrigued. “An S-level Wind Affinity? Rare indeed.” Marvin snorted dismissively. “Rare enough to end this fight quickly.” With that, he hurled the vortex forward at breakneck speed. The hooded figure barely had time to react, twisting his body just enough to avoid the brunt of the attack. The vortex continued on its path, striking an abandoned warehouse in the distance. The warehouse disintegrated in a spectacular explosion, the vortex morphing into a hurricane that tore through the rubble, scattering debris into the sky.

My nipples got hard instantly with the new rings dangling from them, looking erotic as fuck. Then he had me spread my legs wide for the clit hood piercing. I was so fucking wet by this point… aroused by the exposure, the pain mixing with pleasure, the whole taboo experience, and I was hoping he wouldn't notice my glistening pussy, but of course he did, smirking a little as he worked. He slid a little curved piece of plastic between my clit and the skin covering it to protect the nerve bundle from the needle, then used a type of clamp like he did on my nipples to hold everything steady. I took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and he pierced my clit hood clean, slipping in the bar with a little

Handler brought out the piercing gun. “These stay forever,” he said. He clamped her left nipple, then the right. The sharp sting made her cry out as the thick silver rings went through. Then he moved between her legs. He pulled her swollen clit hood tight and pierced it too. The pain was sharp and deep, but it made her pussy gush fresh juice. Handler rubbed her pierced clit gently, making her whimper. “Look at you. Pierced fuck toy. Perfect.” They gave her a short break to drink water, then put her back in the stocks. This time Handler fucked her alone while the others watched.

“Would you like me to hunt you, Willow?” “I don’t know,” Willow said, uncomfortable with the way Hart eyed her hungrily. Almost like an animal. “Are you into being scratched, bitten, and sniffed at all day?” Malachi asked. “If not, you won’t like primal play.” Hart sighed. “I don’t do much sniffing, you know.” The rest of the Doms laughed as if to call into question the amount of sniffing Hart liked to do. Willow looked at Rue, who was now covered in a blanket and being led away by Piper. Rue was shivering but had a huge smile on her pretty face.