A wicked grin comes to her lips as he charges her. Facing him still, she was ready for him to do his worst(which she believes couldn't possibly hurt a newborn foal). Bracing herself for the impact, her legs hold the ground firm. That is until he is near enough to twist her body to the right, allowing his body to collide with her side, while swinging her tail to catch on his black hide. The tentacles would sting just a bit but she figured he enjoyed this. Pain and torture turned him on obviously, so pain she'd give him...
He hits her right side and her left side curls around the trunk of one of the many trees. He doesn't hit and run. No, he pushes her into the blockade with intentions. Cutting of her escape and his heated breath pants on her flesh. Men, vile creatures, they were. She has known no else.
A twisted grin finds her features as she allows him his moment of pleasure. Let him plant his seed inside her... Little does he know she would not bare his spawn. No. She had given that right to Satan himself, and Satan will claim the childs' soul as his.
@[Modicum Mortem] omg I spelt his name right without looking XD and I figure this can be considered a wrap after you post smut(if you feel up to it)