Arcturus is owned by Arcturus-Callahan
Commissioned by: Arcturus-Callahan
Written by: Mana Araxis
2/25/14

Arcturas's Misadventures 2- The Gnoll Marauder



Arcturas's last adventure did not go as planned by a long shot with his encounter with the Displacer Beast.  Fortunately, the Sergal was able to make it back to town, but only barely. The night was spent resting and having the local town's Cleric heal him through the night.

The late morning sun shined inside Arcturas's room of the local inn.  Sprawled out on the bed, the warlock groggily opened his eyes, groaning from the sharp light pains from his injuries.  The Sergal eventually got himself out of bed, dressing and re-equipping his gear.
Arcturas walked down the stairs to the floor level, where the tavern and registration were located. After coming downstairs, the Sergal looked to his right and there appeared to be a wooden cork board of sorts. Various pieces of parchment  were nailed to the board, listing bounties of various bandits and shady characters in the region. One though caught his eye; a marauding Gnoll, last seen in the town's vicinity.

"Hmmm." hummed the Sergal thoughtfully. "This could be an easy and quick bounty." Arcturas thought. There was no mention of any others traveling with this Gnoll and being in the area, he could make short work of this job. At least that is what Arcturas figured to himself.  Arcturas quickly ripped off the flyer, and proceeded to registration desk adjacent to the board.  A young blond haired human female resided at the desk, and looked to Arcturas,who held the flyer in his right hand claw.

"Glad you recovered." said the human happily. "I see you want to take on a bounty quest?" 

"Indeed." replied Arcturas, grinning cheerfully. Today would not end in failure for sure.

"So, is it just you? No one else in your party?" asked the inquisitive female.

"Yep. It's just a single Gnoll right? I'll have this taken care of in no time." answered the Warlock.  Almost immediately, Arcturas left the desk and outside to seek his mark in the surrounding grass plains.

"S-Sir!?" yelled the female, but to no avail. Arcturas was already out the door, his full focus on the marauder.  "Doesn't he know that the Gnoll is over ten feet tall?" said the human to herself followed by a deep sigh, her head hanging low.

The morning passed and Arcturas traveled the dirt highway east of the town into the surrounding grasslands. Trees dotted the landscape, with a dense forest ahead on the horizon.  Time passed as the Sergal traveled the road unti he saw a vague figure in the distance. His first thoughts were it was a giant, as tall as the figure appeared.

"That can't be..." said Arcturas to himself, his maw left agape in shock. He soon realized this was the Gnoll he was after. The Sergal thought that Gnolls were shorter, more like seven feet. This one though, was more like a small giant. Scouting around, Arcturas found a tree off to the side of the road and hatched an idea. Quickly running behind the tree, he could ambush the marauder and gain the upper hand, hopefully finishing him off quickly.  Arcturas hastily took his position, crouching to the ground and waited.

"The Gnoll came into clear view as he passed Arcturas's hiding spot.  The marauder was roughly ten feet tall, twice Arcturas's size and had dirty brown fur with faded black spots.  The Gnoll was overall a bipedal hyena, bore canine like facial features with a sloping neck and frayed brown mane. The marauder was armed with only a large wooden club, which swayed up and down as he lumbered down the highway.

"Now's my chance" said Arcturas under his breath. The Gnoll just passed the tree he was hiding behind and the Sergal then took this opportune chance. Slowly withdrawing his sword staff, Arcturas charged ahead, focusing on striking the lumbering marauder from behind.  The Sergal's eyes widened as he noticed the Gnoll's pointed ears perk up. It was too late to react; the Gnoll turned sharply around, swinging his club into Arcturas and sent him flying onto the ground. Once again, he lost his grip on his sword staff and it went flying into the air, landing behind him onto the grass with a thud.

"Damn it..." said Arcturas sharply.  Fortunately, the club strike hit his breast plate, avoiding any real damage to his rib cage. Dazed, the Sergal stood back up, but he was not quick enough.  The lumbering spotted Gnoll, approached the smaller Warlock, gripping the sides of his chest.

"That wasn't a smart move, Sergal!" shouted the Gnoll, his claws digging deeper into Arcturas. The Sergal's expression quickly turned to distress as he noticed the area around the marauder's nether regions. The Gnoll had a large ballsack, the fur was a finer brown than the rest on his body. His flesh pink member hardened, quickly emerging from his sheath. "Hmm...I haven't seen many Sergals round these parts. I wonder how much fun you can provide." continued that Gnoll, sneering down at the frightened warlock.

"Oh no...oh no..." said Arcturas to himself, shaking his head quickly in distress.  The Gnoll crouched down onto the ground, lifting Arcturas up and turning his body around.  The hyena raised his right hand claw up and pinned the Sergal's neck against his chest. Arcturas felt the warm breath of the growling beast. The marauder lowered his left hand claw downwards and ripped away the leather covering the Sergal's lower regions, exposing the warlock's blue colored penis, which was pseudo-flaccid and out of it's sheath at this point. Secretly, Arcturas was getting aroused from the situation, but logically speaking, this was not going to end well.

"Hmm hmmm hmmm..." chuckled the Gnoll as he toyed with the Sergal's penis between his large fingers. Arcturas tried to squirm out, but to no avail. The way the Gnoll had him pinned and their size difference, he was at the marauder's mercy.  The Gnoll reached around with his left hand claw, tearing away the leather around the Sergal's rump like paper.  "The more you resist Sergal, the more this going to hurt, ha ha." warned the Gnoll as he lowered Arcturus over his now fully erect penis. The marauder gripped Arcturas's left wrist and pulled down the Sergal over the tip of his tapered member.  

"Guh..ung..." grunted Arcturas between his teeth, his throat still being restricted.  He felt the Gnoll press his large penis against his exposed taint, sharp pains shot through his lower regions as he felt the member tear at his walls. "GAhhh!" shrieked Arcturas.  The Gnoll's member quickly penetrated his entrance, the muscles ripped apart to accommodate the marauder's girth. The Gnoll growled as he started to thrust himself into the smaller Sergal, pressing against all of his inner walls. Arcturus became more aroused, sporting a full erection as his aggressor pressed hard against his prostate.

"Grrr...grrr..." growled the Gnoll.  He lifted the Sergal up and down, Arcturus's body shaking, his cock flopping from the Gnoll's forceful actions.  Blood began to seep out from his entrance, running down the Gnoll's thick member. 

"Hah...Hah...Hah..." panted Arcturas, precum begain to leak out from the head of his penis, dripping onto the ground. The stinging pain from his stretched ass soon turned to pleasure.  The Gnoll increased his speed, burying more of his member into his victim.  The blood acted as a watery lubricant, making it easier for the marauder to fit more of his girth inside the Sergal. The Gnoll went faster, pulling up and down on the Sergal, making sure he had the majority of his ten inch member stuff the Sergal's insides.

"Grrr....grrr...GRAhh!" shouted the marauder. He plunged his penis deep inside, hilting Arcturas with his his knot. His dick throbbed, followed by large amounts of his seed flooding Arcturas's insides. The Sergal winced, feeling the sticky substance ooze out from his entrance.  Pleasure and pain both mixed inside his head, his own erection twinging in response. Streams of his light blue cum shot out, splattering onto the dirt highway below.  

"Ahhh...Arghhh!?" Arcturas shouted suddenly. The marauder hastily pulled the Sergal off of his member and tossed him onto the dirt below, front side first. The Sergal laid there, his pinkish taint remained gaping, almost three times it's original size.  Blood and cum continually oozed out, his tail laid limp beside himself and his legs spread out as well.

"Heh, you were a pretty good toy today. I'll let ya live for today, but I don't want to see you around here again!" commanded the Gnoll.  The marauder picked up his club and continued on his way. Arcturas on the other hand, laid there on the ground, his energy completely sapped.  Tiredness quickly overcame him and everything soon turned black for the poor Sergal.

Arcturas woke from his slumber, the sun setting behind the western mountains.  Still stinging from his pain, but intact, the Sergal carefully stood back up on his two feet.  The warlock felt fortunate, seeing his sword staff was left untouched where it landed.  Looking around, he noticed a forest to his right.  It must of been at least less than a mile, but did notice something shining. It looked as if there was lake of some sort. Right now, thoughts of relaxation and cleansing ran through Arcturas's mind. Treasure and bounties could wait another day.  The Sergal limped his way in the direction of the forest, having faith that he will be able to relax for the remainder of the day, or so he thought.