Sienna was suspended a few feet off the ground, chest facing upward. She hung from chains connected to her golden wrist cuffs and large leather bands secured tightly around her thighs right above the knee. The chains were connected to stone pillars on either side of her that splayed her arms and legs apart from her body, giving anyone easy access to her fit pale body. It was difficult to hold her head up as she was getting fucked.
A mixture of spit and pre dripped down her chin, it and her brunette pony tail swung back and fourth as she was being pounded. Her face was a mixture of pain and pleasure as she looked into the eyes of her abuser. A seven foot tall male Orc was in the process of fucking Sienna’s suspended body. He had a tightly muscled dark green body that was still splattered with blood from the raid against the Elves. He was bald except for a short neatly kept top knot that ran down the backside of his head. He also had a fine pointed black beard. His hands were cupped right under Sienna’s thighs, holding them in place as he fucked her ass. Sienna was in fact suspended so her ass was at perfect height to get penetrated. Her perfect D cup breasts bounced up and down as the Orc thrust into her. Her cock was still cruelly locked by the small cage Chief Dorakov had locked around her.
Written on her chest in ink was “Chief’s free use anal slut. Only ass.” Additionally on her thighs were written a dozen marks, signaling how many times she had been fucked so far. As a reward for successfully ambushing and capturing most of the Elves, Dorakov had decided to make her two personal sluts free use for the night. The one blessing of this situation was that Sienna and Marinette’s collars and leashes had been temporarily removed as Dorakov was using them on someone else.
Dorakov was currently sitting on her throne at the end of the eating hall, watching a busty blonde Elven slut bounce up and down on her giant bitch breaker. Another dark haired elf was on her knees in between Dorakov’s legs with her lips around the Orc’s balls. Both of the Elf sluts were wearing Sienna and Marinette’s golden collars and leashes. In the three or so months that Sienna and Marinette had been enslaved to the Orcs their collars had never been removed, this was part a relief and slightly disconcerning. It had only been three hours and most of the twenty or so Elves had already submitted. From what Sienna had pieced together, the information Queen Harper Alberon gave Chief Dorakov was fantastic. Three dozen female Elven rangers camped on the banks of a nearby river. The Orcs took them by complete surprise, only killing a few before they surrendered. Dorakov personally broke in their leader, the busty blonde Elf that was riding her. Their leader was a stunning and mature woman, perfect body with an even more perfect set of F cups. Her long wavy blonde hair dangled down her naked back to her waist. Her body was slender and athletic. Two pointed ears jutted out of her thick blonde hair. The Elf slut was riding Dorakov hard, up and down she fucked herself on the Orc queen’s fifteen inch cock.
Sienna’s eyes drifted back, looking at the Orc male that was currently fucking her tight ass. With each buck forward her futa prostate was massaged. Against her better wishes her locked cock ached, dripping small amounts of precum out of the tip. Her ass felt a mixture of pain from the brutal pounding, as well as an unbridled submissive pleasure from it filling her up.
To Sienna’s right she could hear the vicious face fucking Marinette was receiving. Marinette was kneeling on the cold stone floor. Her arms were forced behind her as her wrist cuffs were connected to chains that originated from the floor. About three Orcs were standing around her, one with his large hand behind her head keeping her head down on his cock. He grasped a handful of her medium length ginger hair and continuously fucked her throat. The other two Orcs flanked her as they stroked their green members. After a solid minute of brutal deepthroating the Orc holding her head let go, allowing Marinette to catch a few breaths. She recoiled, cum coating the inside of her mouth. Before she could properly recover the Orc to her left grabbed her hair and forced her head down upon his member. As she was face fucked again, the Orc who had just came lied his cock upon her head and let the excess fluids ooze onto her hair. Sticky streams ran down her head, over her eyes and down to her chin. Sienna could hear Marinette let out whimpering and sobbing moans as her mouth was stuffed.
The Orc fucking Sienna tightened his grip around her thighs. He thrust forward another three times, each more deeper then the last until he was to hilt. He held there for three long seconds until he shot his load deep into Sienna. The thick Orc cock inside her pulsated, stretching the walls of her hole even more. This feeling was all too familiar to Sienna, the feeling of the hot cum being deposited inside her ass. With a grunt the Orc pulled out. His cock made a wet “shhhlurp” as it was removed. Her ass gapped, winking at the cock that had just pounded it. All Sienna could do was pant, savoring the small bit of respite she was receiving. She was so full of cum that it oozed out of her hole whenever she wasn’t plugged by something.
The Orc male grabbed the ink and marked off another check on her thigh. Thirteen partners, and probably many more to go. The male Orc sneered at Sienna “Filthy Human whore.” He looked back at the room that was filled with an Orc on Elf orgy and called out “Tragda! Bring those Elves over ere, this bitch needs to be cleaned up!”
An amazon-built female Orc with thick red hair looked over. She was currently sitting up on a table getting ate out by a familiar raven-haired Elf boy Sienna had seen before as well as a ginger Elf woman with a top knot. The Orcess smiled, got up off the table and led the two Elves by the hair over to Sienna. They struggled to keep up with the Orc’s long strides on all fours. The female pressed both of the Elves’ mouths into Sienna’s groin right below the aching balls “Eat up.” she said. The Elf boy, having being used to this didn’t hesitate, however the ginger Elf gulped down hard and paused in front of the cum leaking hole. The Amazonian Orc pulled the Elf girl’s top knot, securely holding her head and looked down at her fiercely. The Elf gritted her teeth as she looked up into the eyes of the intimidating female Orc. The Orcess spoke “I won’t bash your brains in this time because your fresh meat, but when an Orc tells you to do something, you do it. Besides, youd better get used to eating Orc cum because it’s going to be your meals for the rest of your miserable pathetic life.” She spit onto the Elf girl’s face and let go of her hair, pushing her head back in. This time the Elf joined in with the Elf boy in licking up the cum that oozed out.
A menacing amused grin formed on the male Orc’s face as he observed the two Elves licking up Sienna’s cum filled hole “Remember this leaf lickers, the only thing you be good at is serving an Orc.” The male leaned down and slapped the ginger Elf’s bubble butt before turning and joined the rest of the orgy in search of his next victim.
Almost as soon as he left another lined up, a slightly taller male Orc with a darker skin coloration. Sienna knew this was one of the tribe’s black Orcs, a rarer subrace, more cunning then the average Orc but no less brutish and cruel. White face paint decorated his face in the imagery of a skull. He had long knotted black hair that reached all the way down to his back. The only thing he wore over his hale muscular body was a hide fur belt with a loin cloth and an armored shoulder pad. His loincloth was parted so he could grip his long foot long cock and pump it slowly. With one hand he pushed the two Elves aside and began to slap his member up and down against Sienna’s own caged cock. It dwarfed hers as most Orcs’ did. Sienna weakly looked up at the Orc, she was tired and exhausted. “It’s about time I got a piece of this.” He turned his head at the two despondent Elves he had just swatted away “Ass and balls. Now.” the Orc said and turned his head back at Sienna and hungrily stared up and down at her naked exposed body. The two Elves followed the command, the boy moved and claimed the black Orc’s ass, parting his muscular cheeks and shoving his face in. The redheaded girl Elf moved around underneath Sienna’s suspended body and wrapped her lips around one of the large hanging balls.
The black Orc stopped slapping his cock against Sienna’s chastised penis and produced something from his belt. It took a moment for Sienna to recognize it but it was Daithine’s velvet choker! Another reminder of her past life. Daithine was one of four futanari wives of Lord Lucas, including Sienna. It felt like so long ago that life, fighting bravely as a futa knight besides her fellow futa wives and husband. It all fell apart when King Alberon hired Chief Dorakov and her tribe to ambush them. Now she was here, a suspended fuck doll. The small silver pendant still dangled off of it. The last time Sienna had seen that was right before they were ambushed by the Orcs. As all Human futa did, Daithine wore the choker as a symbol of servitude to her male husband, and as a way of distinguishing herself from the women. However Daithine was known for her choker, unlike most who occasionally took it off, Sienna never saw Daithine without it.
As the black Orc played with it in his hand he spoke “Had fun pulling this off your fellow futa bitch. Damn slut was stubborn while I was raping her, but I like when they fight back. This little thing wouldn’t come off her neck so I just ended up chopping off her head.” He paused for a second as if constructing the next wicked sentence in his head “The Chief only puts her whores up for free use for one reason, she’s bored of them. Seeing as you weren’t even given a new collar I’d say your days as a slave are numbered, you’ll be breeding stock soon.”
The redhead Orcess came up behind the black Orc, standing over the Elf boy licking the male’s ass. She then wrapped her arms underneath the male’s strong arms and cupped his large pecks, feeling his bodies strength. She massaged his body, accentuating his primal lust. Her hands drifted down to his groin and wrapped around his pulsing shaft. With both hands she pumped it slowly, getting it ready. Sienna saw as the Amazonian Orc began to whisper into the male’s ear, undoubtedly uttering vile words of encouragement.
As if fiercely inspired to take Sienna’s ass the male lined up his cock with her well cleaned entrance. The redheaded female Orc placed her hands on his hips, getting ready to aid. Together the male thrust forward as the female pushed his hips. His cock easily slipped in, only in part to Sienna’s gapping hole and the lubrication from the cum and cleaning. As he thrust forward Sienna grit her teeth and squinted up at the menacing Orc and his inciting partner. She was less focused on whatever the black Orc had to say about her future, and mostly coping against the large cock that had just been inserted. The male Orc raised a hand and slapped Sienna’s right tit before beginning his rhythmic thrusting. “Slop!… Slop! .. Slop! Slop!” with each thrust forward the Orc brought his cock to hilt within her. Sienna let out a shallow scream. He was absolutely destroying her guts.
“Gah! Grck Ple- Pleasssssse.” Sienna desperately let out. The mix of pain and pleasure was heightened to orgasmic levels.
To Sienna’s right she could barely hear the sloppy gags of Marinette through her own screams as the black Orc raped her hole. For three or so minuets Marinette was getting face fucked without an inkling of air or rest. Finally the Orc fucking her head pressed her face into his bush and grunted. Cream began to flow down Marinette’s throat once again. For thirty seconds he held her there, depositing his load into her stomach. Her body helplessly protested, trying to weasel off of the cock. But between the strong Orc holding her head and her wrists chained to the floor it was helpless. Her slightly pregnant belly bulged more due to the cum flooding into her stomach. Finally the Orc cruelly and slowly pulled out. With each inch the Orc pulled out of her throat Marinette gave a wet gag, absolutely begging for air. Finally only the tip was in her mouth but the Orc stopped. Marinette looked up at the Orc and let out pleading whimpers. “Swallow Cum Whore!” the Orc yelled out. Marinette nodded, tears forming in her eyes, and gulped down the thick cum. The Orc above her smiled and retrieved his cock, what followed from Marinette was a cacophony of coughs, sobs and gasps for air. Not five seconds later her noise was gagged as another cock was forcibly inserted into her mouth.
The redheaded female Orc’s hands drifted once more, this time wrapping her hands around the black Orc’s hands which were tightly gripping Sienna’s legs. She parted the Orc’s fingers and grabbed the velvet choker from beneath his hand. She then walked around to the other side, behind Sienna. Two of the Orcess’ strong hands came down and began to stroke and grope Sienna’s body. The Orcess grabbed Sienna’s breasts as they bobbed up and down. With both hands she pinched and played with Sienna’s nipples. Normally Sienna would find this painful and teasing but she was distracted by the ruthless pounding she was receiving. The Orcess’ hands wandered again up to Sienna’s throat. With both hands she secured the velvet choker around her throat. The female Orc then let go of Sienna’s throat and positioned herself above Sienna, the glistening Orc cunt right above her head. The Orc then reached behind herself and grabbed Sienna’s ponytail, she yanked upward and forced Sienna’s mouth into the Orc’s pussy. Sienna’s desperate moans and screams were instantly deafened. She paused for some seconds, hesitant to do what the Orc wanted. Another yank on her pony tail and Sienna grudgingly began to eat out the Orc. The Orcess above her moaned in delight.
Both of Sienna’s tits and the silver pendant swung with each thrust. She was exhausted, both physically and mentally. And the end of this Orcish orgy was not even in sight. She retreated into her mind, mindlessly lapping up the Orc’s pussy, and taking the black Orc’s cock all the way. Both the pain and pleasure was numbing. How much of this could she take she thought. And not this specific fucking. THIS. Being a nothing but a slave for Orcs, being treated like dirt, being something to fuck and deposit cum into. She was forgetting her old life. Hell, she couldn’t even remember what normal food tasted like, all she tasted was the salty, creamy, thick viscous cum the Orcs fed her and Marinette every day. To even survive she had to degrade her self, gulp down on the baby batter they provided her. It was that, or starve. Maybe starvation wasn’t such a bad choice, although she doubted the Orcs would allow her to starve. Seeing Harper Alberon, the queen of her kingdom, reminded her who she once was, but all hope of reclaiming that had long since died out. The King Alberon had betrayed her old husband Lucas, resulting in her becoming a sex slave. As her mind further retreated she thought about what the black Orc said *”Breeding stock…”* The change from noble knight to sex slave was hard, but how hard would the change from sex slave to breeding stock be? *”It can’t get much worse.”* she thought *”I’ll be nothing. At least as a slave they recognize me as a person. As… breeding stock, I’ll be nothing. My old life will finally be gone…”*
Time had slipped Sienna’s mind. The female Orc had orgasmed on top of her face and the black Orc had filled up her ass once again. Wet girl cum was smeared on her face and thick semen oozed out of her gapping ass. Apparently she had orgasmed during it as her own pathetic semen oozed out of her cage. Her legs shook and spasmed. As soon as the two Orcs entered her life, they left, being replaced by the next group to add notches to her highs.
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Another two hours passed, another twenty notches on Sienna’s thighs. The torches in the eating hall had mostly burned out. The room was dark and there wasn’t much activity. About half as many Orcs were now in the chamber, most of them returned to their quarters in the Orc keep. A dozen captured Elves were still in here, shackled and chained against walls and pillars. Chief Dorakov was sleeping upon her throne. The busty blonde Elf and the more lithe dark haired one were cuddled up around the futa Orc’s feet, the golden collars still locked securely around their throats.
Sienna still crudely swung from the chains. Her muscles ached, cum still dripped out of her ass onto the floor, and a smattering of orc girl juice smeared her face. Being suspended and hanging from her arms and thighs was not comfortable at all. The ink writing on her chest was smudged from the sweat she had worked up. Her frazzled and messy ponytail dangled off her head. She yearned to escape, be allowed to at least curl up on the cold stone floor, but it was helpless. No one was going to free her from her position. Instead the exhaustion was finally kicking in, she was so tired. Despite the uncomfortable position her body just wanted to rest. She tried to keep her head up but she slowly gave in. Eventually her head slipped back and dangled, her eyes weakly shut, and her body relaxed.
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Then she felt it, heat, warmth. It was comforting. Something warm radiated around her. She felt the floor, not cold stone but a soft rug. Her body was lying against the ground, not suspended by chains. She felt what was on her body, not cold metal and leather but fine lace wrapped around her body. She opened her eyes and saw a different room then the one she was in before.
Strange red walls and purple drapes lined the periphery of the large room. Tall monolithic pillars stretched upward to an unperceivable ceiling. Various luxurious tables and chairs were positioned, however they were all empty. The room led up to a dais platform a step above the rest of the room, there, Sienna’s eyes saw two figures about thirty feet away.
The first was elegantly sitting in a golden chair with black cushions. She had orange-crimson skin dotted with black scaly spots that ran up her shoulders and thighs. Her body was thin and toned, it looked slightly larger then the average human in all dimensions. A small waist, wide hips, and D cup breasts accented her body. Her long crossed digitigrade legs ended in cloven hoofs and she possessed a pair of black spiraling horns that emanated from atop her head. Pointed ears poked out of her long luscious onyx hair that flowed down her shoulders. A long red tail playfully danced behind her body. Most impressive of all was the pair of large black draconic wings that connected to her back. They stayed behind her so it was hard to tell how big they were. The only thing the strange red woman wore were bits of golden jewelry. Bands stretched across her ankles, thighs, biceps, forearms, and wrists. Chains connected to each of the talons on her wings and formed a web-like pattern. Cones topped the ends of her horns.
Besides her and kneeling on the floor was a lithe but fit woman with medium length raven hair and olive skin. She had supple curves and a narrow waist. Atop her head was a much smaller pair of black horns that poked out of her hair only a couple of inches. A shorter red tail originated from above her rump, curling around her leg and body. Unlike the crimson woman the kneeling woman was wearing some clothes. A pair of blue thigh-highs, a thin blue loincloth, a loose white midriff blouse, and finally a velvet choker with a silver pendant. She kneeled obediently besides the chair, arms tucked behind her back. The crimson woman gently stroked the kneeling woman’s hair as the both of them looked at Sienna, not saying a word.
Sienna recognized the kneeling woman, It was Diathine! Although she had some slight modifications. The horns and tail were obviously new. Daithine looked at Sienna with a sly but comfortable look. The crimson woman had a similar expression but with a distinct ere of pride.
Sienna pushed herself off the ground and found that she was wearing something completely different. She wore a set of black lace lingerie. Long see-through stockings ended on her thighs and connected to a garter belt on her waist. She wore a crotch less thong that exposed her now uncaged package. Around her breasts was a strapless bra that continued downward to her waist. A pair of arm stockings started at her wrists and went up to her upper arm. To add to this, she was clean. Sienna traced her her hands across her arms, waist, and through her hair. It wasn’t spoiled by sweat, cum, or spittle. Sienna was unequivocally and utterly confused and slightly nervous about her current predicament, but she admitted to herself that it was nicer then where she previously was.
A voice broke the silence, it came from the strange crimson woman “I hope you don’t mind the wardrobe change, I like my guests to look good for me.” Her voice was rich, playful, and had a seductive quality to it. As if Sienna could get lost in every syllable.
Sienna looked at the crimson woman and wrapped her arms around herself in a futile attempt at modesty “I- uhh. Wh-where am I?”
The crimson woman smiled “Depends on what you define as you. Your body is in the same place, but your mind is taking a little trip.”
Sienna didn’t quite fully understand what she said “Wh-what? Wh-who are you? What are you doing with Daithine?”
The crimson woman looked down at Daithine as she continued to stroke her hair “Consider me a family friend. I’m aware that you two used to know each other… quite intimately.” the lady paused as if allowing Sienna to chime in, but as soon as Sienna opened her mouth the crimson woman spoke again “That little scene in the bathtub oh so long ago was very entertaining. My girl here was positively vexed she couldn’t have that redhead prostitute. But my dear and I are the forgiving type.” the crimson lady said as she produced a hand towards Daithine’s head. Daithine reciprocated by nuzzling her hand with her head.
Sienna’s was getting increasingly nervous “I-I don’t understand. If this is abou-”
Sienna was interrupted by the crimson lady before she could finish her sentence “There’s no need to be afraid darling. Here you are safe. You are here for a different reason, this necklace.” she said as she parted Daithine’s hair and wrapped a red hand with black claws around Datihine’s neck. Sienna instinctively reached for her neck as she did.
The crimson lady let go of Daithine’s neck and with the other hand beckoned Sienna to come forward “Come pretty one, I don’t bite.” she said in a sultry tone. Sienna hesitantly stepped forward and began to walk towards the golden chair. She stopped ten feet in front of them right before the raised dais. “I am Atrix, Archdemoness of desire.” the crimson lady said calmly.
Sienna stepped back slightly, now in fear. *”Archdemoness…”* She thought to herself *”What in hell have I gotten myself into.”*
Atrix spoke again “Oh why aren’t you a clever one. Yes, we are in hell.” the demoness said calmly “As you can see it’s quite a pleasant place.” she said waving to the rest of the room.
Sienna was taken a back by this thing’s apparent ability to read her mind “Wh-what does this have to do with the necklace?”
Atrix sighed “Well as you may or may not have already figured out, Daithine wasn’t exactly your average day temple goer. In fact she devoted herself to me, signed a contract of sorts. Not so long ago my pet here found this necklace, one of few artifacts in the material world attuned to me. Long story short she pledged her soul to me and I gave her a slither of my power. Unfortunately my little girl ended up getting raped and her head chopped off by an Orc. A slight disappointment I’ll admit as things were just getting interesting but now she serves me here.” Atrix said as she rubbed Daithine’s back “That necklace secured tightly around your limp body in the mortol world is what’s allowing you to come before me now.”
Sienna now a little more comfortable stepped forward a few steps “Uhm… please forgive me, but what does this have to do with me?”
Atrix smiled “Oh I just love a girl with manners. Please and thank you will get you far here.” With one clawed finger Atrix waved Sienna over. Sienna suddenly lifted off her feet and floated through the air towards Atrix. She landed lightly right in front of the demon. Despite what Sienna wanted she could hardly move, either out of her own fear, or some kind of telekinetic paralysis that had been placed upon her. With the same clawed finger Atrix hooked Sienna’s jaw and pulled her face forward “Tell me, if you could get revenge against the people who did this to you, would you?” Atrix’s burning orange eyes stared deeply into Sienna’s. Sienna got lost in her eyes, then hypnotic images began to appear in her mind. Images of her enslavement, her degradation, her humiliation.
Sienna was mesmerized and disheartened as the images played in her head, she struggled to get the words out as she stared into the stunning demoness’ eyes “Y-yes.”
A slight smile formed on Atrix’s mouth “And what would you do to in act this revenge?” Atrix pulled Sienna closer with her clawed finger, now only inches from her face.
Sienna’s breath shuttered “Any-Anything.” Sienna didn’t even realize it before as she was so captivated by Atrix’s eyes and the hypnotic images, but Daithine had begun to rub Sienna’s thigh and leg. Atrix let go of Sienna’s chin and Sienna stood back up, shaking the images from her head.
Atrix began rubbing Daithine’s hair once again “I can offer you all that. I can offer you the means to escape your bondage and the power to in act your revenge. All you have to do, is pledge yourself to me.” she said in a playful tone.
Sienna looked down and weighed her options. She thought deeply about the degradation and humiliation she had suffered. How she had failed Marinette. How all of this was because of King Alberon and his bitch. But then she looked at Daithine, obediently kneeling besides this demonic mistress. Sienna looked back up at Atrix “And what would I be doing? Trading one master for another? I hardly see how that improves my situation.”
Atrix chuckled slightly “Do you really thing Dorakov had no personal slaves before you and that poor girl came a long? You replaced the last ones my dear! And soon you will be replaced. I believe your mistress has already taken great interest in those two Elves. You’ll be tied up in the dungeons as breeding sows for a couple of years before even you are thrown out to make room for new slaves. So I ask you this, what will be your legacy? Will you die as an Orc’s carrion? Or live to see your desires fulfilled?”
Sienna again stumbled on her words “M-my desires?”
Atrix cocked her head sideways “Oh please, everyone has desires. Wealth, power, revenge… pleasure” Atrix hung on that last word slightly “And do not think of me as a mistress, I am a patron. Generously providing you the tools to accomplish your goals for my entertainment. As a testament of my good will how about I provide my first gift.” The demon waved her left hand and Sienna heard a strange noise behind her like fire igniting gas. Sienna turned to see a large dining table had appeared, covered from one end to the other with food “For you darling.” Atrix cooed.
Sienna instantly felt a ravenous hunger fall upon her. It had been so long since she had eaten real food. She walked over to the large table and sat down in a chair. Exquisite food of all variety lay before her. She dove in and began to eat.
Atrix stopped stroking Daithine’s hair “Darling, why don’t you go over there and provide for our guest.”
Daithine stood up slightly on her knees and spoke for the first time “Yes mistress.” Daithine’s voice hung on the last letter. She began to crawl on all fours over to Sienna and underneath the table, between Sienna’s legs. Sienna looked down to see Daithine staring back up at her with a seductive expression. It was now that Sienna realized Daithine’s eyes were also different. They were green and feline in nature, shining slightly in the darkness below the table. Slowly Daithine moved her lips forward and kissed the head of Sienna’s flaccid uncaged penis. A sharp pleasurable sensation erupted through her body. The simple kiss was enough to excite Sienna’s neglected penis. Sienna let out a shallow exhale as Daithine wrapped her lips around the tip. Her tongue was gently placed underneath the shaft and Daithine began to suck and blow on Sienna’s rising member. Sienna’s prick hardened in Daithine’s mouth, surging like a pillar. Sienna couldn’t help but let out a moaning whimper. The sensation of her cock finally being free and hard was incredible. So much so Sienna dropped her fork and ignored the banquet before her. She rubbed her hands down both of her thighs as Daithine slowly and sensually bobbed up and down on Sienna’s eight inch cock, remaining eye contact the whole time.
Daithine skillfully took the whole member into her mouth and down her throat. Then she pulled out slowly, letting Sienna feel Daithine’s throat. She then pulled off of it, creating strings of spit from her lips to Sienna’s tip. With one hand she slowly jerked Sienna’s cock while she kissed the tip. Sienna did not remember Daithine being this good at blowjobs, perhaps she’s had some practice since last time.
Sienna was still quietly but raggedly breathing in and out. The pleasure was immeasurable against her pent up cock “Oh gods, please suck my cock.” she said desperately.
Daithine smiled and giggled slightly and ran a hand up Sienna’s flat toned stomach “Begging the gods for me to suck your cock won’t get you anywhere here.” She gave Sienna a wink before kissing and then wrapping her lips around Sienna’s tip once more.
Sienna moaned and bent her head backwards, letting her long brunette hair dangle “Ahhh, just like that.”
“Rmmmmm” Daithine moaned around Sienna’s shaft as she continually thrust her mouth forwards, and then slowly back. She slurped back and fourth with no hesitation. Again she pulled her lips off of Sienna’s shaft and began to lick the underside of it. She slowly descended down the cock’s length until Diathine wrapped her lips around Sienna’s balls. She sucked them in deeply as she pumped Sienna’s shaft with one hand.
Sienna moved her head back to look Daithine in the eyes. With one idle hand she brushed a stray strand of raven hair back behind Daithine’s ear. Daithine then licked up the shaft and smiled before taking the member in once again “Oh…hells” Sienna said as she instinctively began to buck her own hips up and down with Daithine’s sucking. Daithine then spread her legs slightly and moved her hand underneath her loincloth. Tenting the cloth slightly was a small hardon that Daithine had formed. She grasped her seven inch penis in one hand and began to pump. Her moans loudened around Sienna’s cock.
Eventually Daithine stared submissively up at Sienna as she jerked her own cock. Sienna placed one hand on the chair’s seat and another behind Daithine’s head and held her there. She stood up slightly braced by her hand on the chair. Sienna then began to pump in and out of Daithine’s throat. Daithine simply opened up her jaw and let the cock in. It effortlessly slid in and out, she had no gag reflex. Only the wet slurping noise could be heard as Sienna brought her cock to hilt with each thrust. The sensation of Daithine’s tight throat wrapped around her shaft was getting her close. Something was building up at the base of her cock. Her balls ached for release.
Sienna breathed in and out quickly, quiet shallow breaths as she made quick and short thrusts into Daithine’s throat “I’m gonna, I’m gonna c-cuhhhh” Sienna let out a sigh as she released. Her legs spasmed and she gasped for air, paralyzed by pleasure. Daithine also came, shooting white cum onto the inside of her loincloth. She came off of Sienna’s prick and Sienna shot a few last streams onto Daithine’s face. Daithine’s pretty olive face was now decorated with Sienna’s sperm. She then opened her mouth once more and let a mixture of spit and cum pour back onto Sienna’s twitching shaft. Immediately she continued her sucking, bobbing up and down as she squeezed her own cum out of her rod. Sienna’s overly sensitive shaft twitched in Daithine’s mouth as she slumped back into the chair panting. All Sienna could do was stare and gently stroke Daithine’s hair.
After a couple long minutes Sienna came off of her post orgasm high, and Daithine had thoroughly cleaned Sienna’s shaft and licked up all the cum off her face. The silence was broken by Atrix’s sultry voice “Was that to your pleasure dear?”
Sienna looked at Atrix, the demon was still casually sitting on the exquisite chair with her leg’s crossed. Sienna swallowed before speaking “Y-yes mamn, thank you.”
Atrix smiled “Of course darling. Many pleasures… and more can by yours.”
Sienna’s mind was a rush of excitement, but she wasn’t sure for what. This demon had promised revenge and now apparently pleasure, but she had little to go off what that exactly meant. She had the impression that whatever pleasure Atrix spoke of was much greater then what she had just experience. She knew she wanted it. It was better and more then what she had being an Orc’s cum drinking slave. Sienna’s lips parted before speaking “What do I have to do?”
With her left hand Atrix swiped leftward causing the dining table to slide to the left, revealing Daithine below it. Then Atrix uncrossed her legs and revealed something monstrous. Emanating from her groin was a thick twenty inch black veiny cock. Halfway down the shaft was a preputial ring similar to that of a horse, it finally ended in a flat tip. Swinging between her legs the demon had two large black balls the size of muskmelons. Sienna honestly had no clue how the demon was obscuring that thing between her legs, although the demon was also able to move things with her mind so the sky was the limit according to her. Atrix stood up, her long toned digitigrade legs made a slight “A” pose, her wings flared out revealing their twelve foot wingspan. She looked at Sienna and smirked, pointing at her growing member “Sign here.”
Continued in Part 2.
Apparently you can only write 40,000 characters lol.
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