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The Trade	By : sandyl666 Category: +1 through F > Coraline Views: 11933 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Disclaimer: Coraline plot and characters, movie-wise or otherwise, belong to Neil Gaiman and Henry Selick. Unless I win a lottery and buy the rights to it. Unlikely.
Chapter 6: Relish

The Beldam was the first to awaken. He'd gone to sleep with the greatest amount of blissful satisfaction he'd gained in a while. In fact, he'd awaken with that same sense of ecstasy, noting the heavenly squeezing of his morning wood. He opened his eyes to see strands of blue, silky hair splayed over a pillow and tiny hands placed on his chest. Coraline slept on, unaware of the effect she was having on him.
Then she squirmed slightly, adjusting her position, and he groaned quietly. Even the slightest movement was enough to send shock-waves of pleasure coursing through his erection.
Slowly, still holding her body close to him, he thrust himself in deeper. Her passage was a bit drier now, and a quick scan of her legs showed him the dried up traces of semen and blood crusted on her thighs.
That just served to turn him on further. He shoved his now painfully erect cock further into her supple body. She moaned.
He pushed in harder, trying to gain as much pleasure as he could from her straining canal.
Coraline's moans grew louder, until she awoke, gasping, her eyes flying open and focusing on him in confusion. It took her several moments to recollect herself and remember where she was, several moments in which the Beldam continued to shove deeper into her. He climbed on top of her, in a missionary position, hooking his arms under her knees and lifting her legs up for better access while throwing away the blankets that covered them. Then he pounded into her with all his strength.
Coraline writhed and moaned beneath him, trying to get away. She felt twinges deep within her, indicating that he was aggravating the wounds from the previous night. Meanwhile he continued to penetrate her, causing her arousal to build slowly, as did the flaming pain of her wounds and lost maidenhead. She hadn't expected this turn of events, much less so early in the morning.
"Wasn't... Once... Enough!" she forced out between clenched teeth, her fists balling in the bedspreads.
"I want to be sure, Coraline love," The Beldam answered with a gleeful chuckle at her dismay. His voice was husky and laden with heavy pants, which served to arouse Coraline just a little. Okay, more than she'd like to admit. She hardly even noticed the pain anymore. He licked her neck lovingly, tasting the sweet salty tang of her sweat.
He thrust in as deep as he could, until he could feel the opening of her womb give way slightly under the pressure. It massaged the head of his penis and he grunted, struggling not to come so quickly. He'd wanted to torture Coraline a bit more, humiliate her and make her come once again.
Coraline, however, needed no encouragement as he repeatedly slammed into the sensitive button above her passage, and heard with amazing clarity the sound of their flesh slapping together. Not to mention the continuous nudging against the sensitive tissues of her cervix. Once again, she came violently, unexpectedly, and cried out his name as she did so.
The combined wail of his name and her inner walls clasping his cock was what did the Beldam in. He too, came brutally, his cock embedded so deeply within her that his seed was shot directly into her womb, joining the sperm already inhabiting there from the day before's session.
Coraline gasped at the force with which his hot juices spurted into her. It actually hit her innards so hard that it hurt..
The Beldam rested his head upon her breasts, too exhausted to move away.
Finally, after laying there until their sweat dried up and her body shivered from the cold, he withdrew himself. She cried out at the soreness of losing him from within her. She'd grown accustomed to having his large, imposing presence within her. She rolled onto her side, knowing that he was smirking without having to look at him. She hissed at the pain that ensued from simply rolling over.
The Beldam gently tucked the blankets over her as she drifted off to sleep, tired out from their second round. Not that she had any right to be tired, when he had done all the work. He shrugged and left the bed.
Coraline awoke much later. The sun was high in the sky. Well, the fake sun anyway. She groaned. What had she done? She'd offered herself up to the most evil creature in the world after Hitler, and allowing her- no, it was him now, to violate her. And she'd actually taken pleasure from it. She groaned again, burying her face into the pillow in shame. She regretted that movement instantly as a jolt of pain ran through her body, originating from the crevice between her legs.
She stopped her movements promptly. Tears started to pool in her eyes, a reflexive action to the agony she was feeling. She laid still, trying to catch her breath as the pain slowly faded. She tried rolling onto her side and gasped as more pain emanated from her womanhood and some from her aching muscles, sore from exertion of the game they played, as well as the consequences afterwards. She sobbed and held still again, willing the pain to go away. He was much larger than she'd thought. He definitely tore more than just her hymen, and the morning session didn't help. Not to mention he hadn't held back his other worldly strength at all, if the bruise forming on her wrists and hips were any indication. Why should he care about whether she was in pain or not?
When the soreness finally left her body and her sobs had tapered off, she took a deep breath and tried to sit up. It wasn't any use. She didn't even get her back an inch off the bed before the pain got too much for her and she fell back onto the pillows. She let out a frustrated, agonised cry as it happened, more salt water pooling in her eyes.
Someone cleared their throat at the doorway. Coraline forced her eyes closed and did her best to pretend he didn't exist. Though the slight tingle of excitement running through her body - a reaction to his presence - acted as a contradiction.
Finally taking pity on her, the Beldam moved towards her side, placing something heavy on the table before helping her sit up. Coraline whimpered as the movement jostled her aching body, her fists once again clenched into tight balls in the sheets. He helped her rest her back on the headboard, then pulled up the sheets against her chest for modesty's sake. Though he did ogle her a little before doing so. She whimpered again, from the pain and his obvious lust for her.
The Beldam clucked. "Really, Coraline, no need to be so melodramatic. I won't be bedding you again any time soon. At least until you recover,"
Coraline directed a heated glare at him in reply. He smirked triumphantly, pratically glowing with the joy of his recently obtained victory. She closed her eyes and turned her head away, unwilling to stare at him any longer.
The Beldam watched her for a minute, enjoying her unease, before placing a small table above her lap.
Coraline frowned as she felt the new pressure cause the sheets to crease. She opened her eyes, fearing the worst, only to lay eyes on the most amazing feast she'd ever seen. Well, aside from every other meal she'd had in the Other World, of course.
"Have a bite, darling," the Beldam said, moving to sit beside Coraline on her bedside.
Coraline just stared at the food for several long moments. The delicious smell tickled her smell receptors, and she very nearly broke. But she managed to maintain her stubbornness, attempting to cross her arms over her chest and immediately regretting it when she was once again attacked by the horrible pain. She settled for glaring at him.
The Beldam's sigh faltered, and he sighed. "Come now, dear, we had a deal. You need to eat, keep up your strength." he smiled encouragingly, picking up her cutlery and handing it to her. When she still refused to take it, his face darkened dangerously. "Coraline. You know how easy it is for me to trap a person in my web," He held up a doll with button eyes that looked surprisingly like Wybie. Coraline gasped and made a quick grab for it. The Beldam dodged her swipe as she groaned from the pain of the quick movement.
"Please," Coraline begged, both her body and heart hurting like someone had stabbed her repeatedly with an iron spear. "Please, don't hurt him,"
"Eat," The Beldam ordered. Coraline picked up a fork and cut a small piece of the fried egg, before holding it up to her mouth taking it in her mouth. She chewed for a few seconds, before gagging on it. Covering her mouth with her hands, she tried to calm herself down, panic making the bile rise further.
When she finally got it down, she glanced at the Beldam. He seemed calmer, and watched her approvingly.
"Good," he said, and threw the Wybie doll into the fireplace, where it burned to ashes.
Coraline watched it, entranced by the dancing of the flames.
"My room doesn't have a fireplace," she said rather belatedly.
"I know." The Beldam replied. "But I hear low temperatures cause miscarriages sometimes,"
"Hmm," was Coraline's only reply, before going back to her food with a small sigh. Without the worry and panic festering in her stomach she was able to taste the food with more ease and found that it was ridiculously good, as was characteristic of the Beldam's cooking. And she was so hungry, after all that she'd done. She started gobbling up the food, not caring that the Beldam was watching her. She eyed him watching her and something occurred to her.
"Why is it that I never see you eating? Aside from cocobeetles, that is," Coraline asked, frustratedly curious over this matter. It had bothered her since six years ago.
The Beldam was more than happy to answer her. "Well, let's just say the dead flesh of animals just don't do it for me. I like my meals alive and tasty," he chuckled darkly.
Coraline nearly regurgitated her brunch.
She managed, however, to keep it down, and polished off the meal. The Beldam nodded to himself approvingly and took the tray and the table away. He then helped Coraline get back into a reclining position.
"Take a rest. You need it," He kissed her forehead gently. She froze, in too much pain to squirm away from it. And what was the point anyway? Make him too unhappy and he might once again threaten Wybie.
"Beldam," Coraline called out when he reached the door, carrying the tray of empty dishes.
"Yes?" he asked turning around to face her.
"Would you know if I'm... That is, if we managed to..." her voice kept tapering off weakly at the thought of what she was trying to ask.
"If you're pregnant?" he guessed.
She nodded silently, miserably. He shrugged.
"I can play around with magic, but finding out if you're pregnant? It's too early to say... And I doubt this would have done the trick. We probably need to try a few more times," He laughed at the way her face dropped when he said that. "Come now, love, don't tell me you didn't enjoy it? Especially when you screamed my name and all."
She blushed crimson.
"That- That was-" she sputtered, trying to make up an excuse. He tutted, cutting her off, before leaving the room. He heard her cursing as he walked down the stairs.
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