THE REFINING OF FIANNA

By: AngelFyre

The dark man was afraid. He was running through a dense forest from someone, or something. His skin was the color of ashes; his face covered in scars. He was clothed in rags and wore no shoes, which may have been the ultimate reason he fell, stopping his dash. A figure resembling a man, cloaked in shadow, approached him at a leisurely pace. Seemingly hostile words were exchanged between the two before the figure placed his hands on the fallen mans shoulders. Nothing visible happened but the dark man shook on his knees, the landscape around the two shifting and warping in time to the shaking. When it was over only the dark man remained there. He was dressed differently now, wearing a skin-tight blue suit with spikes on his arms and calves. He stood up, hands glowing bright blue with energy, screaming at the night sky.

Fianna awoke from the dream in a cold sweat. She couldn't ever recall a dream so vivid, or a scream so blood curdling. It didn't even have decipherable emotion, just a cry of pure rage. She tried to shake the memory of it as she woke up to her morning orange juice and bagel, but it was ingrained in her mind. She had never had pre-cog powers but dismissing this as a simple dream would be going against everything she felt in her gut. Desperate to find answers she knelt at her bed and prayed to her goddess for clarity. She lapsed into deep meditation, where she met with her creator.

Castita, the goddess of good deeds, welcomed Fianna into her realm. "Fianna my darling! What brings you here?"

Fianna paced as she spoke "I had a dream last night Castita, very disturbing… Now, I know you didn't bless me with pre-cog, but I can't shake the distress that I've felt since waking." Fianna explained the vivid dream and finished with, "Is there any information you can give me goddess?"

"Oh…oh my. That happened a year or more ago Fianna. The god of chaos took the man he had chosen from birth to represent him and gave him his powers. Much like I did for you dear. I am confused as to why you are dreaming of this now, unless…" Castita drifted off in thought. Fianna waited patiently for her to collect herself, and sat when the goddess did, sensing she was about to reveal something important.

"Fianna, something is wrong in your realm. You were always very astute; regardless of the powers I gave you, so I trust your dream to mean something. The man you dreamed of is called Desolator. He was given the power to warp through time and space; with the blink of an eye he can take someone with him to the most barren of lands filled with unspeakable horror. He can move things with his mind, large or small. And his most fearsome power is the ability to throw energy at his opponents. His only known true weakness is his lack of physical strength, which thankfully plays into your hands perfectly. You must find this man Fianna, discover what plan he has and stop him."

"How do I beat him then Castita? My super strength will be no match if I can't get near him…" Fianna was frustrated. She had been given the power to heal along with her super strength; neither gift seemed to put her ahead of Desolator.

Castita smiled at Fianna and chuckled before saying, "My dear, how have you ever beat ANY foe? You just remember what you are fighting for and use it as motivation. You have the skills to beat this one, so go do it! Remember though, do not let him break your jeweled collar, without it your power is gone and so is your direction connection to me. Good luck Fianna."

Fianna was sent back to her realm then. She wasted no time changing into her silver and blue suit and leaving her home in search of Desolator.

***

Desolator had been traveling the countryside for many months. He enjoyed the solitude and freedom his rogue status provided him. When he returned to his hometown people cowered in fear; showering him with praise and gifts so he would not harm them. Nulsceptrum, the god who had given him special power, rarely ever called on him for tasks. He was content to let Desolator run amok, destroying as he saw fit and reaping the rewards.

But today was different. Nulsceptrum himself came to him as he slept, recently home from a journey. He roughly prodded Desolator awake with his foot, "Wake up man! There is something you need to accomplish today."

Desolator awoke, and when he realized Nulsceptrum kicking him wasn't a dream, snapped to attention. "My lord, what are you speaking of?"

"First tell me you are awake and ready to hear me." Desolator nodded and sat up. "Good. I was given some disturbing news last night. It would appear that do-gooder Castita has sent her defender, Fianna, for you. Somehow she caught wind of your plans to enslave her goddess's nations. She is approaching from the East, and fast. This Fianna woman will be here by nightfall, so I suggest you get ready to greet her. Failure is not an option. Warp her somewhere else, kill her, enslave her, I do not care. Just do not let her stop you Desolator. Your mission is so much greater than a silly woman!"

With that parting thought Nulsceptrum was gone, leaving Desolator to get ready for a fight. He didn't know anything about this woman Fianna, nor did he need to. A woman is a woman is a woman, he thought, this one would be no different.

***

Fianna had discovered Desolator's evil plot rather quickly. It seemed there were eyes and ears everywhere in small towns; eyes and ears belonging to easily intimidated men. The first man she found had told her of the plan to gather an army and invade Castita's land, killing any who took up defense and enslaving those that were left. The second man had pointed her west to Desolator's home and given a detailed description of his house and property.

She formed her plan as she approached his town, knowing she had the element of surprise. She would enter his house through a window in the back. She knew this window led to an empty bedroom and once inside a perfectly unused place to hide until Desolator shut down the house to go to bed. Once he was asleep she would sneak into his room and unceremoniously knock him out cold. She knew Castita would send assistance once she had him bound, hopefully someone who could bind or strip his powers… She would need to work fast, allowing him to wake up and use his powers on her was not an option…

***

Desolator was prepared to let Fianna believe she had the upper hand. He would let her come to him and strike first. The surprise element she was sure to believe she had was his advantage. No one knew the layout of his house like he did. Let her try to attack me here, he thought, chuckling at her expense.

He went about his normal routines this night. Shutting down the house and going to his room as usual; at the typical time. But tonight he didn't go to bed. Tonight he positioned an armchair in the darkness to the side of the door. If she entered she would go to his bed, overlooking him there in the darkness; watching her. So simple, he thought, this was too easy.

***

Fianna's plan of entry went off without a hitch. She got inside silently, which kept her element of surprise intact. When she had given Desolator enough time to fall asleep she made her way into the hallway, counting down 3 doors on her right, the room she knew to be Desolator's. She quietly opened the door and saw his bed, in the exact position she was told. She snuck up to it, clasped her hands together and raised them over her head to hammerfist them down on Desolator.

***

Desolator watched Fianna enter his bedroom. As she approached his bed he stood and followed her there. She raised her hands over her head, but as she did he also raised his. Before she could strike the spot she believed him in he wrapped his hands around hers and imagined them in a hot barren land. She sucked in a shocked breath as he touched her, and then a yell of astonishment, as a moment later she was in a desert landscape alone with Desolator.

Desolator laughed heartily at Fianna's sounds of surprise, "Stupid woman! Did you think YOU could trick ME?"

Fianna angered at his laughter and brought her fists up in fighting stance, "I did not come to jest Desolator! I have come in protection of Castita's people! Get near and fight me if you dare!"

Desolator paused a moment to glare at this voracious woman. She was strikingly beautiful and her body was stunning. Her tight silver and blue suit hugged her curves, and he could see her breasts jutting out from the deep V in the top. He felt desire burning within him. Now she would make a perfect slave! And what better person to make his first slave than the very defender of the nation he was about to conquer? This turned out perfectly, he thought.

She was clearly becoming more agitated at his seeming hesitation to fight, "Well? Come here and fight like a man!" She taunted.

He went at her then, fists down, still believing her to be a weak woman. She took her opening and slammed an uppercut into his jaw, knocking him airborne and backwards. When he landed he lightly rubbed his face, felt nothing broken, and smiled at her, "Is that the best you have, woman?" He laughed, "My turn."

He picked her up mentally and slammed her into the dusty desert ground. She let out a startled "Oof" as the air rushed out of her lungs. Before she could recover he did it again, and a third time. Her head knocked the ground each time, dazing her. He approached her again, a wide smile of victory on his face.

What Desolator didn't know what that Fianna had healing power, not only for others but herself. As he walked to her she used the power and when he reached her was fully recovered. She jumped into the air, and as she came down brought her fists onto the top of his head. He fell to his knees as the pain blinded him for an instant. She landed on her feet before him, again raising her hands for the knock out blow.

He knew he had to act fast. He brought his right hand back and delivered a blow to her groin. As she doubled over with the shot he stood dizzily and brought energy to his hands. This time he didn't give her time to recover as he shot the energy at her stomach, throwing her back.

All Fianna felt was the air brush past her face, before she fell unconscious in a heap. Desolator picked her up and put her over his shoulder. He imagined them back at his home, and in the blink of his eye they were there.

***

As Fianna came to she felt the most uncomfortable crick in her neck. She tried to reach back and massage the spot but found she couldn't move her arms. Still groggy, confusion reigned. She was on her knees, sitting up in a kneeling position, and her hands were somehow pinned near her head. The room around her was dark so she couldn't see what she was stuck in. She tried to break whatever had the hold on her, but found herself weak, as if all her power were sucked out of her.

Fianna moved her head side to side, and she quickly realized Desolator had removed her jeweled collar, the source of her strength. Despair started creeping up inside her but she forced it down. She could not fail her people this way - she wouldn't let it happen!

After letting her struggle for a while Desolator turned on the lights to the room. Once he did Fianna understood why she couldn't move. She was in stocks!

She growled and spit towards Desolator's feet, "If you let me out now I'll let you live."

Desolator laughed at her, "You are stuck in stocks silly woman! And you seem unable to break out. Pre tell, how exactly are you a threat to me?" He moved behind her and rubbed his hand over her rear, liking the angry "arggg" that she emitted. "Fianna, you are going to tell me the source of your power before I'm done with you," he said as he pulled his hand back and sharply smacked her firm ass.

Fianna grunted at the contact, "I will never reveal my secrets to you, pig. I have sworn an oath to goddess Castita and I will uphold it!"

As Desolator grabbed a paddle he muttered, "We'll see about that." He brought the paddle back and swung to hit her ass with it. He didn't get a reaction from her, so he did it again and harder. This time he was rewarded with a throaty "mmmmurggh" that she tried to suppress. He switched back to rubbing her, but when her sounds stopped brought the paddle down hard, repeatedly, to hear nothing escape her lips.

"You won't be able to resist for long Fianna. If pain won't break you I think I know what will." Not chancing that she had any of her powers left he took a blackjack off a nearby table, and brought it down on the exposed back of her head, rewarded with"OOF!" as it landed, again rendering her unconscious.

Once he had lifted her out of the stocks he clasped her hands together and wrapped them in rope, tying a loop in the end. He lifted her above him and hung her by her hands from a rafter in the ceiling. He then roped each foot, spreading her legs apart, and tied them to heavy pieces of nearby furniture. He stood back to admire his work. She was gorgeous hanging there. He went to her and ran his hands over her breasts and down her taut stomach. He moved the material back from her left breast and admired the already semi-erect pink nipple against her white skin. Bringing himself in close to her he licked it, savoring the feel of it under his tongue. He crouched slightly and put his tongue at the base of her V, right above the navel, and licked up and over the exposed breast to the base of her throat.

He had grown hard at touching and tasting the helpless woman. Patience, he told himself.

***

She awoke with a start shortly after, the cool air against her exposed nipple sending a shiver down her spine. When Desolator saw her awake he came towards her and grinned wickedly. "What did you do to me?" She asked, fearful as to what had happened to her in unconsciousness.

"Nothing yet woman. I want you awake when I touch you." He came close and took her nipple between his thumb and index finger rolling it gently, "You see, I'm going to make your body mine tonight. You will beg me to put my cock inside you by the end of this!"

"That will not happen Desolator, take your hands OFF ME!" She yelled the last two words as he squeezed her nipple, sending shocks of pain through her breast.

He pulled the material back from her other breast and covered it with his hand, kneading it harshly. Bringing his mouth over the previously exposed nipple he sucked hard enjoying the silky softness grow hard and rough under the pressure. Fianna growled a deep "Nnnnnnnnuuuuggggghhhhhh" as he then went to work on the other nipple. When it was hard as well he pulled back, putting his fingers over both nipples, rubbing and rolling to keep them erect and sending pleasure through her body.

"You like this? Wait till you see what's next." He let one hand travel down her body and began rubbing between her legs. It was hot to touch through her suit and he could feel dampness there already.

"Mmmm…Nnnnno… NO!" She moaned. Her body was betraying her. His touch made her anguish but it continued to make her want more. "Plea… Please stop Desolator." She muttered breathlessly.

He put his arms around her body, tightly squeezing her ass and pressing his hardness against her; winking at her. He brings his arms back, letting the spikes on his arms gently and carefully cut away the bottom of Fianna's suit. He stands back to see her, breasts jutting out the middle of her top and pussy now bared, he throbs with desire.

"Stop! This Isn't Right! LET ME GO!" She screams the last 3 words, much to Desolator's amusement. He brings a nipple into his mouth again, sucking and gently nibbling. One hand holding her body close, the other moves back between her legs. He runs his index finger along her inner lips, feeling the damp smoothness. When he reaches the nub at the top her body jerks under his grasp and she lets out a strangled, "Unngghh".

"Desolator! Stop now, let me GO! This is RAPE!" She screams. But he doesn't stop, instead he slips his index finger inside her hole then adds his forefinger. Slowly working them in and out he sends waves of warm pleasure up her stomach. Disgusted at how her body is reacting she whimpers softly.

Once his fingers are nicely wet he brings them back to her clit and rubs in circles around and over it. He body twitches under his touch making his mouth smile around her nipple.

"Mmmm…nnnnnnoooooo" she groans quietly. She fights hard against the coming orgasm, refusing to give in, fearful of what will happen if she does. Her breathing quickens, contrary to what she is willing. As she reaches the brink of orgasm he stops, immediately she feels relief but also desire for more. Angry at herself she screams out, "AAARRRRRHHHHHH"

He laughs as moves away from her and walks behind her prone body, "Wha…Wha…What are you doing you pig?" She manages, short of breath. She hears something scrape along the floor and it sends a chill through her body. She feels him tugging her rope off the rafter and realizes it was a chair to stand on scraping across the floor! He's releasing her! She allows herself to enjoy the moment of liberation, but it doesn't last long as he lowers her and keeps her feet tied. He moves the chair with a kick and lays her on the floor, taking her tied hands and attaching them to a hook near the base of a nearby wall. She is now spread out like a human Y.

"Oh, no, please…no more," She starts, "Please just let me go."

"But this is the best part Fianna, this is where YOU pleasure ME!" He laughs. He walks away for a moment, giving her time to fret over what is to come. When he returns he has her jeweled collar in his hand. "This is it isn't it Fianna? This is your link to Castita? I wonder if she can see us through the jem?" He laughs maniacally as he peers into the jewel, "If so we are about to put on a helluva show!" He puts the collar on a table facing Fianna, spread out mostly naked on the floor.

As Desolator approaches he unzips the front of his suit and brings his throbbing dick out, lowering his outfit to just below his groin. He kneels at her head, grabbing it between his hands, "If you bite me or hurt me in any way I shall break your precious collar before your very eyes, then I will kill you. So take care, yes?" He brings his body over hers, in a 69 position, and lowers his dick to her lips. As he pushes into her mouth he bites her thigh, causing her to gasp around his dick. He chuckles at her discomfort and raises his hips, bringing himself almost fully out of her mouth, before pushing back in deeply.

Fianna gags as he presses himself fully into her oral cavity. He starts pumping his hips up and down, fucking her mouth, loving the sound his balls make as they smack off her face. She gags and chokes on the saliva building up, forcing her to slurp as he humps. "Ooooo…*retch*…nnwwooo…*cough cough*… ssshhhllllppp." He glances under his body and is thrilled to see spittle running out the corners of her mouth as she slurps and moans for it to stop. He pumps harder then, relishing in her embarrassment. Her mouth feels great around him, and he lets her bring him right to the edge of cumming before he pulls out. He raises himself and kneels at her head again, reaching forward to tweak her nipples. She has a look of anger mixed in with humiliation in her eyes.

"No… no more please. I've had enough Desolator. Just release me, I'll do whatever you want." She implored.

But the look in her eyes told him differently. She wasn't done quite yet. He moved around her body and positioned himself between her legs. He rubbed her clit with one hand and pumped two fingers in and out of her hole with the other. She jerked side to side and bucked her hips up and down in a futile effort to stop him, "Mmmmnnnhhhh, nooo…ahhhh," she moaned. His fingers were making her wet again, and still she fought against her body, willing herself to not succumb the waves of enjoyment flowing over her.

When she was dripping wet Desolator brought himself over her, guiding his dick to the edge of her hole and pausing there, "Beg me for it slut!" He demanded, bringing a hand to her throat, "Beg me to put my cock inside you!"

She shook her head no, "I won't do it!" She yelled at him. He tightened his grip on her throat, taking her air and repeated his demand. Resignation took over; he might kill her if she didn't. Sobbing as she said it, "Please put your cock in my pussy Desolator?"

He grinned over her and slammed himself through any resistance she had left, rocking her body up along the floorboards. Her tight dampness felt amazing against him! He pulled himself almost out before slamming into her again.

"UUUNNNNNNGGGGGGHHHH!" She screamed. Every time he slammed into her her body pulled against the ropes at her ankles, mixing pain with the sensation in her groin. She struggled against the feeling, but her body deceived her as it produced more juice to ease Desolator's entries.

He reached to her mouth putting the two fingers that had been inside her between her lips and over her tongue, "Suck them off woman." He ordered. She sucked, hard, tasting herself on his skin. The situation made her head spin and sent excited waves to her crotch. He removed the now moist fingers and lowered them. As he continued to smash into her he reached between their bodies and inserted the fingers into her ass.

"AAAAAGGGGHHHHHH" She screeched as the sting tore through her. He kept going, pushing his fingers in and out in time with his pumping hips. Eventually the pain faded for her, and in its place thrills took over. She still tried to push him out of her, but the sensation from that only fueled the rapture she felt through her body.

Twisting and squirming under him her vocals reflected the inner struggle, "Oohhhh… Mmmhmmm…*gasp* Nnnnno… Ahhhh… Nooo" Her breathing was fast and heavy on his neck as his thumped into her, egging him on to a faster harder pace. Her body was being slung up and down the floor under him and she squealed in time with his thrusts.

He felt her muscles start to tighten and he sped up even more. She let out a final wail of denial, "AHHHRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHH," before she came. Her muscles contracted around him, pumping feverously against his cock. Her juices flowed around his dick; the sensation was incredible to him.

Able to hold back any longer he came inside her, "YESSSSSSSS," he shouted as he released. He fell on top of her, breathing heavy, smelling her sweat. He allowed himself to go soft inside her and withdraw naturally. She lay stunned beneath him, shocked at what had happened to her, her muscles still lightly contracting, and dripping wetness. Desolator untied her and carried her limp body back to his stocks, putting her inside them one last time, slamming the wood around her sleepy form. Seeing her there wilted and covered in fluid made him hard for her again. An idea hit him.

He pictured them in Castita's capital city, in the middle of the town square. He started masturbating as he blinked. It was still night when they arrived, but dawn was fast approaching. He went before her face, rubbing his cock and touching the tip to her lips, parting them slightly. He inserted the head and continued to bring himself towards an orgasm. He laughed as cum shot into her mouth, pushing her head back in surprise. It sprayed over her face, shooting into her eyes and up her nose. She spit it back out, but unable to reach her face to wipe it off the cum simply ran down her chin and out her nose.

He stood back to survey his handy work. She was leaking his juice from between pussy lips, her ass was red and inflamed from ramming his fingers inside, and her face was covered in spit and semen. As the sun came up and people started stirring he added a final touch, placing her collar mere feet from her eyes and smashing the jewel under his foot.

Desolator waited for people to come outside and start their days. As they arrived an uneasy silence settled over the town square. Fianna was in front of them, fully overwhelmed. No one knew how to react, and they were afraid. Desolator knew this was his chance to capture these people; a perfect twist that seeing their hero destroyed should enslave the people to him!

He slapped her hard on the ass, causing a loud SMACK to break the silence. Fianna yelped at the contact, now fully awake at the pain. She saw the townspeople looking on and hung her head in shame. He reached over her body and started playing with her nipples, she couldn't fight the pleasure she felt and moaned loudly, "Mmmmmnnnnnnhhhhh." As the sensation overtook her she experienced a burning inside her, and was shocked to find herself turned on by being viewed as she was pleasured.

"NOOO!!" She screamed out. Desolator was throbbing hard again, and as he stood behind her he ran the head of his dick along her pussy lips. He took extra time to rub it against her clit and delighted as she squirmed and tried to deny her gratification. "Nooo…mmmnnnnnooooo… mmmnnnggg…"

He entered her gently this time. Pulling out and pushing back in slowly, covering his cock in her juices. When he exited her pussy she gasped. He brought himself to her ass hole, rubbing his dick on the rim to wet it before slamming himself in.

"AGGGGHHHHHHH!" Fianna screamed out in pain. Desolator had no words, this hole was so much tighter and felt awesome around him…he fucked her hard. Her shoulders slammed against the stocks and with each thrust she screamed out. To avoid cumming so soon Desolator pulled out and entered her pussy again, still slamming her roughly. Now Fianna's screams became mingled with satisfaction, he could feel his muscles starting to tense. He pulled out again, slamming into her ass and pumping.

Fianna's head swam, pain followed by pleasure repeatedly was taking its toll. She stared dizzily at the people in front her, and moaned "MMMMMMMM, OHHHHH!" He had returned to her crotch and was now rubbing her clit as he forced himself into her harder and faster than ever before. This time when he entered her ass she felt only pleasure. As he rubbed her clit and banged into her ass she was overcome with a powerful orgasm. She screamed out, spit flying onto the ground in front of her. Not far behind Desolator pulled out and sprayed onto her exposed back, laughing.

She fainted when it was over, and Desolator took the opportunity to clean himself on a piece of her formerly beautiful suit. He looked around at the people and declared himself master! They only needed to look up their "hero" as reminder of what would happen if they rose against him. He left her there in the stocks, perhaps to return to her later and use her again. Or perhaps just as a remembrance to Castita of who was really boss.