Beletiva and the Troll King's Daughter.  Chapter 2. Forest Vendetta. Part B.

By GW

A Goddess defends her realm against evil trolls. Illustrated.

WARNING: This story contains graphic violence, nudity, and m/f and f/f rape.  It is most definitely intended for, and should only be read by, mature adults, over the age of twenty-one.
 
 

Forest Vendetta. Part B

Erishka twisted Beletiva's body in her strong arms, and forced the goddess to her knees. As Beletiva crouched at Erishka's feet the troll twisted the strong arms of the goddess behind her back, in painful torment.

Erishka planted her big, troll foot in Beletiva's back, and bent her arms until the goddess howled agony.

When Erishka finally released her arms, Beletiva fell face down.  When she tried to rise again, the troll seized her from behind, and bent the goddess's neck to one side, until it nearly snapped.  Beletiva knew the evil girl could have snapped her neck like a twig, if she wished.  She was powerless to stop her. The knowledge drove home the incredible possibility of a goddess being defeated by this despised troll girl.

Killing or crippling Beletiva was not part of the troll's plan.  Instead of breaking her foe's neck, Erishka seized mighty Beletiva in a bear hug from behind.

Beletiva discovered that trollish strength could crush even the ribs of a goddess.  It was another mortifying shock to divine pride.  The goddess struggled against those relentless arms, with all her waning strength, to no avail, until finally her magnificent form dangled helplessly in the troll's unbreakable grip.  When Erishka felt her mighty foe go vulnerably limp, she let Beletiva drop to the ground, a contemptuous sneer curling her lip.

The troll Princess stood in front of the goddess, laughing at her discomfiture. This time, when Beletiva tried to rise, Erishka seized her hands, daring her to test her strength.  Beletiva strained her splendid body with all her divine will, but once again, she found herself overpowered.  In her weakened state, she was as a child, against the power of the troll girl.  Erishka forced the beautiful goddess back further and further.  At last, Beletiva could resist no longer.  Her body crumpled, and she fell to the ground, overmastered.  As the goddess lay panting helplessly for breath, eyes closed in distress, Erishka stood over her, heartlessly taunting  her.

The troll was satisfied her foe's resistance was exhausted.  It was time to administer the coup de grâce.  Erishka hauled the helpless goddess half up by the hair, and sliced the iron hard edge of her hand against Beletiva's throat.  The fierce blow near crushed the goddess's wind pipe, and brave Beletiva rolled on the ground straining for breath, while Erishka derided her with rough jests.

Erishka paused in her rude gibes, long enough to drive her big troll foot  down into Beletiva's belly, driving the last bit of breath from the lungs of the gasping goddess.   The fallen deity clutched her wounded body convulsively, suffering in terrible agony.  Erishka was eager to put her foe out of that agony, at least for the nonce. She leapt upon Beletiva's body.

The goddess looked up at her trollish foe, with fevered perplexity.  Surely this could not be so.  It was some evil dream!   Was this upstart troll girl to defeat mighty Beletiva, the golden haired Darling of Heaven?  It could not, it must not, be!  The stricken deity strained and struggled in desperate defiance of her fate, but Erishka easily mastered her struggles, holding the Divine Huntress, helpless.

With arrogant coolness, Erishka bludgeoned Beletiva's head from side to side, her big troll fists, battering the goddess's delicate features like the hammers of a smith.  Beletiva fought desperately, but to no avail; she felt her senses slipping from her.  No!  No!  She wouldn't, she mustn't let this happen, but Erishka smote her jaw again, and the magnificent form of the goddess shuddered and lay pitiably still.  Erishka had battered the indomitable Beletiva senseless.

To be continued in Chapter 3. Troll's Vengeance