It all happened so fast, I hardly had time to cast two spells before the enemy swarmed us. Darkness consumed me, final thoughts swirling around my doomed paladin and fallen mechanical warrior.
Horrible nightmares taunted me. Demons emerging from impossibly dark shadows to rip flesh and limbs from my companions, their groans and screams echoing in my head. The protective insignia burned on my lower abdomen, each glancing blow from the vile aggressors intensifying the searing pain further. But I was protected. Tormented in my safety as I could do nothing but watch helplessly as every comrade I’d ever known was ripped to ribbons around me. The endless nightmare drew on and on, making me think I’d been killed and sent to the worst of hells.
I did wake up, _finally_. My head resting on the lap of someone stroking my hair. I could hear a pleasant song being hummed by my comforter, just over the sounds of moaning and pleasure echoing into our cave. I looked up, my eyes widening at the sight. Two large, pink breasts hung from the chest of the person toying with my hair. Muscled arms sprouted somewhere above, extending down to where I lay. Her legs flexed under me, shifting my whole body with her subtle movements. I looked down my nude form, to where I’d been hearing the other noises. My paladin, Eric, was surrounded by three bewitched women. Or, I _assume_ they’re bewitched, each woman completely naked and dripping with some strange pink fluid.
Most shocking of all, _Eric_ was bare as well. A _massive_, throbbing cock hung from between his legs. It looked to be well over a foot long, with one woman squatting beside him, licking up and down his rigid length. Her lips kissed his bulging tip before sliding her tongue along his veiny shaft. Another woman was kneeling between his legs, her head angled to better allow her to suck at his swollen balls. Her hand helped the other stroke his shaft. His manhood had a steady leak, drooling pink goop onto the two women at his waist, and they moaned as more thick trails were added to their slimy glaze. A third woman stood behind him. She kissed his neck and rubbed her hands along his muscled chest. His breaths appeared labored, eyes vacant as the women milked his cock.
His eyes were swimming in a milky fog, but clearly fixated on me. Or _maybe the succubus still playing with my hair?_ My mind was racing, trying to get a grasp on our situation, and how to get out of it.
“_I’m sooo glad you’re finally awake,”_ the vile demon cooed at me. “_He’s been_ ___dying___ _to fuck you. You can see it in his eyes,_” she shifted to look down at me.
I tried to meet her with my most fearsome look, but only succeeded in making her giggle. The laugh was undeniably pleasant, and sparked unfamiliar feelings somewhere deep within me. Her arm flexed under my tightening body, and she sighed contentedly as she brought her hand up over me. Her fingers were coated in some slick, stringy substance, which she smeared around my lips before plunging them into my mouth. All the tension left my body almost instantly, and I went limp in her lap. I began sucking the savory sweetness from her fingers. My body got hot, unknown desires igniting in my chest and radiating down to my throbbing sex as I hungrily devoured her juices.
By the grace of my goddess, I managed to stop myself. Something told me this was wrong, it could not be permitted. My eyes darted to her, now seated in front of me as I knelt on all fours _before her? When did I move?_ I had no recollection of getting off her lap. She had another hand between her legs, fingers working within her own dripping pussy. The fingers in my mouth slipped out, then wound themselves into my long hair. I could do little more than watch as her hand pulled from her drooling entrance, a long strand of arousal bridging the distance until her fingers were inches from my face. Her scent was intoxicating, every ounce of fight draining from my muscles and mind as she presented me with a small, humming bead. Little smaller than an acorn, and swirling with translucent pink clouds, it was offered in a small pool of her delectable juices.
“_This should help,_” she said as she rolled the gem up her fingers towards my parting lips.
I let it fall into my mouth, eager to taste more of her nectar. The buzzing bead tickled my tongue, and the added juices increased the pleasing sensations building throughout my body.
“_Swallow_,” she whispered into my ear.
Her lips brushed across my cheek before colliding into my own, her tongue flicking into my mouth. She pushed the bead back, encouraging me to accept the foreign item within myself. I didn’t even think, just gulped it down. My throat tightened as it descended, and she used her strong hands to guide it down. It vibrated all the way down, then began pulsating within my belly. I shook violently when it reached my stomach, and she simply got to her feet. She let me fall face first to the rocky ground, my arms flailing in their attempt to support me. My knees remained firmly planted, keeping my ass in the air as I struggled. The fire which had only just sparked to life inside moments ago exploded into an inferno, my unknown need robbing me of any coherent thought. Something dripped down my thighs, my own sex throbbing with desire.
“_She’s ready,_” I heard the succubus say somewhere behind me. “_Give it to her good_, ___hard___ _and_ ___deep___. _Don’t give her any of your immaculate seed until she_ ___begs___ _for it._”
Clumsy footsteps approached, and a thick, heavy, __warm__ object slapped onto my back. It nearly reached the place between my shoulder blades before sliding down my trembling frame. A hot trail of fluid remained in its wake, and I knew on some level what was about to happen. I didn’t know how it would all work, but as a rough hand grasped one side of my firm ass, I knew the unholy thickness growing between my comrade’s legs was about to find itself _cramming_ into me.
Others were around me. The naked women knelt beside me, their hands scratching and massaging my flesh in ways I’d never even _imagined_. They were covered in slick juices bearing the musky smell of sex and pleasure, driving my lust deeper as their hands caressed. More hands gripped the firm, rounded cheeks of my ass, pulling them apart to better expose my holes. The thick tip of my paladin prodded the slicked lips of my virgin pussy, and I offered up a silent prayer. A plea to _any_ of the gods to intervene. A primal beg which would go unanswered as the immense girth split my aching pussy, sinking steadily into me.
I inhaled sharply, every unfamiliar sensation shaking my body into something beautiful. My toes curled, legs quivered as inch after rigid inch tore into me. My back arched into it, vision blurring, rough spasms crashing through me as the massive cock pushed ever deeper. My first orgasm erupted around the enchanted pillar of meat, my pleasure rising higher and higher the deeper it went. His hips pressed against my rear, the full length _impossibly_ enveloped by my convulsing folds. The women around me giggled at my orgasmic writhing, but I didn’t spare them any thought. My whole being was focused solely on the cock stretching me beyond any reasonable limits.
Eric’s large hands grasped my hips, and I could feel his exaggerated girth slowly withdraw from its restrictive surroundings. My lubricated tunnel struggled around him, feeling as though it would turn inside out as his inches retreated. I twitched and spasmed as emptiness steadily replaced the overly stuffed sensation, my arms giving out just before he slammed back in. His full length thundered into me with enough force to smack my head against the unforgiving stone ground below, but all I could feel was reckless pleasure. No pain from this first sexual experience, the ungodly large cock plowing into me, assaulted organs, or from my head smacking against the rocks. Every bit of what should have been pain seemed to be converted into pleasure feeding into my continuing climax.
The orgasm burning through my body intensified as wetness spread down my legs. Eric pounded into me from behind more rhythmically, his heavy balls swinging up and crashing into my belly and throbbing sex with each thrust. I moaned and shrieked while my liquefied pleasure rained onto the stony floor, too far gone to bother tracking the other women in the cave with us. Or the demon we’d been sent to slay, for that matter. All I could perceive in the moment was unparalleled ecstasy. A pleasure slowly twisting into pain, the pain further fueling my bliss.
After what could have been any number of hours, Eric pulled completely free from my battered pussy. Soft hands guided me onto my back, laying me gently on the cold ground. The fog of ecstasy clouded my mind and vision, faint blurs of flesh darted around as I desperately grasped for my fleeting mind. I spasmed under the thick, warm thing when it slapped against my belly, vaguely recognizing it as the meaty tool that had been rearranging my insides. It slid down, grinding against my tender skin as the bulbous head neared my gaping hole, eager to squeeze back inside. My mind spun as a legion of hands groped and teased my body. Breasts massaged, nipples pinched and rolled between fingers, fingernails scratching up and down my writhing form. Lips pressing against my neck with teeth softly nibbling, fingers sliding down over my pussy as it stretched around my paladin’s girth. His endless inches dug into me again, straining against the bones of my pelvis as it dove ever deeper. I moaned into another set of lips, unsure and uncaring if they belonged to a face or between someone’s thighs as my pleasure built once more.
As I laid on the hard, steadily dampening ground, my climax slowly building, fully impaled on something inarguably too big, I couldn’t help but wonder somewhere in the hollowness of my mind… _”How?” How was I able to take something so large, in one plunge, and on my first time? Even the most experienced prostitute wouldn’t be able to handle this, so how was I? Clearly the gods gave me the dexterity I needed?_ The vibrations within my core brought back the memory of swallowing that strange orb. _Was it the reason this tremendous cock didn’t tear me apart? Was it keeping me from feeling more pain than I can endure? How wa-_ Eric began sliding out, robbing me of my final bit of stubborn cognition. Inches pulled free, my pussy threatening to leave around them. Any clarity I’d clung to shattered when he slammed back home. The slow, steady pace he’d started with was abandoned and forgotten as he began plunging away at me. Another climax struck, and I screamed my ecstasy through the cave.
Pleasure was the only sound heard throughout the cave; the three women playing with each other, the succubus doing gods only know what, my shrieked delight, and the wet sloshing of my pussy being pummeled by Eric’s cock. I felt the bump of every vein lining his manhood, every groove of his meat, the thick bulb of his spongy head over the rigid hardness of his shaft burrowing into me. All that, and something else. Like a strange squirming around my too widely stretched chasm, and the rod penetrating too deep. I began to focus on it through my unimaginable pleasure, undoubtedly heightened by the demon’s gem pulsating within my belly, when it hit me. My organs were actively shifting out of the way. This massive cock so violently pounding into me was literally rearranging my guts! The realization may have ordinarily horrified and disgusted me, but under the influence of this succubus it only excited me further. My already dizzying orgasm doubled in intensity, then tripled when her scent filled my nose. She knelt before my crossed eyes, her pleasingly pink flesh filling my blurred vision.
“_Looks like someone is having a delightful time,_” she cooed tauntingly. She reached under me, her hand reaching one of my swaying breasts. “_I’m so excited to have someone with your reputation joining my faith,_” her fingers closed around my tender mound, groping me as she continued. “_I will need something from you, of course. Something to prove you’re not still influenced by some prudish gods, or dusty old men…_”
I groaned as she pinched my nipple, her fingers twisting and pulling in ways only a _succubus_ could. My climax thundered through me, shaking my whole body with wave after wave of mind melting pleasure. I couldn’t even focus on what was being said, or anything else around me for that matter. All I knew was the incredible sensation of the cock reshaping my innards as it crushed into me again and again. The fingers scratching, pinching, tickling, and prodding all the right spots. Lips pressing into my burning flesh in an endless series of kisses and gentle suckling nibbles. I had already surrendered to this demon; mind, soul, and every fiber of my body. This pleasure _would_ be mine, now and forever. I would do _anything_.
“_So, here’s what I need from you…_” my new god continued speaking to me, her blessed words flowing into my uncomprehending mind. She guided me up, my knees still grinding into the ground under the forceful fucking driving me well past sanity. Her lips met mine, her tongue entering into my slack mouth. The flavors she gifted into me were the definition of heaven sent. The most gifted poets of the time would have fallen short in their meager attempt at describing the nectar she gave, and I happily suckled her slick tongue. She withdrew her probe with the most beautiful laugh, “_…and I don’t think it’ll be a problem for you._”
Had she been talking this whole time? I suddenly found myself aware of the situation. Erik had stopped thrusting, now holding himself steady behind me. His full length was buried inside, but he seemed to be waiting for some command. The climax that had just a second ago been driving me wild, twisting my mind into numb putty, was also halted. It felt as though it could erupt back into complete bliss at any moment, my whole body tensed in anticipation and stretched to its absolute limits. The feeling of approaching climax built rapidly, but refused to strike. As if waiting for some command, like the once brave, noble paladin now overcome with desire behind and within me.
My eyes focused, vision becoming clear. The beautiful succubus knelt in front of me, her sparkling, magenta eyes on level with mine. Her smile was the most breathtaking I’d ever seen, flawless skin glistening in the dim light. I offered a weary smile, exhaustion and lusty desperation heavy on my face as I squeaked out a meek giggle.
“_I need to say ‘yes,’_” she continued. “_Your specific order promises chastity and purity, so, prove your loyalty to me._” She grasped my hanging breasts in both hands before finishing her blessed request, “Accept the gift of his blessed seed, let it flow into and flood you._”
My eyes darted about in panicked concentration. _If I willingly let this happen, I’ll have crossed the_ ___last___ _line. There will be_ ___no___ _going back, and I’ll be marked. Divinely identified as a traitor, and hunted down by my own order. …Then again, the mere thought of this massive cock pumping its truly divine load into me, filling me completely._ ___That___ _was something I_ ___needed___. _Desperately. And with my old order hunting_ ___me___, _and the sister order hunting_ ___us___, _we’ll have an unstoppable army of awakened followers in no time!_ The answer was obvious, always was.
“_yes_,” I whimpered. My voice cracked a bit as I made the life altering response.
“_Sorry,_” the succubus replied in her usual teasing tone. “_I couldn’t quite hear that._”
“_Yes_,” I said with more determination.
Erik rotated his hips behind me, his wondrous cock grinding inside. I moaned in the face of my new god, pleasure intensifying in the slow movement. The feeling of his big, strong hands grasping my hips as his cockhead massaged the inside of my womb scattered my mind. My cervix stretched around his hard shaft, the only source of any pain or discomfort despite the unnatural size deforming my abdomen.
“_Little louder for me, let your old gods hear it,_” she urged, rising to her feet. My eyes drank in the sight of her; firm cantaloupe breasts swinging from her chest, toned abs, glimmering skin, small curtains of flesh around her dripping sex. She put one hand on my head, my hair tangling around her fingers. “_Beg for your_ ___new god___!”
My eyes trailed from her face through the valley of her bosom down, mesmerized by the figure of this deity.
“___Yes!___” I practically shouted through a moan. Erik’s hips thundered against me, pounding his long, _thick_ meat into my body. I repeated the word, “_Yes! Ye__s!! YES!!!___” with every slap of his body against mine. “___Please___, _flood me with your-_”
My submission was cut short as she put a leg over my shoulder, pressing her drooling pussy onto my mouth. Erik pulled away as I plunged my tongue into the velvety folds of my new god, eagerly devouring her nectar. I moaned into her when Erik slammed back into me, his cock beginning to pulse within my quivering tunnel. My orgasm exploded with more intensity than any climax I’d just recently experienced. I shook as spasms crashed throughout my body, my womb inflating painfully around a sea of semen. The succubus lowered herself against my face, her hand applying more force to the back of my head. My face became drenched in her excitement as she pressed me harder against her.
Through the enormous fog of ecstasy I felt her warmth spread across my face as her pussy stretched around me. My face slowly sunk into her, mouth first. Her organ enveloped my chin up to my nose, her exposed, hardened clit practically vibrating between my eyebrows. Her throbbing bean slid up my forehead as she forced me deeper, until my whole head was encased within her convulsing hole. My air supply was cut immediately, and I was trapped breathless in the throws of climax. Erik continued hammering away behind me as our new god used my head to drill out her own pleasure. My body inflated more and more around the constant stream of semen pumping into me, a slow trickle finally streaming out around the tight embrace my pussy held on the colossal cock.
I grasped at the succubus’ thighs, desperation gradually taking hold as my lungs began to burn. Something pushed into my lips, and in the heat of the moment (not to mention my mindless desire to be filled completely) I allowed it to slide in. I tasted her flavor on its slick, rigid surface, my pleasure increasing higher, closing in on the realm of blissful agony as it slid down my throat. Consciousness began to dwindle as I was stuffed from both ends, the world around and inside me grew numb. The last sensation I could register before giving in to the unconscious world was warmth spurting from the throbbing appendage in my throat, juices and solid beads pumping into my stomach as Erik’s mighty cock finally stopped pulsating.
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