The demoness seemed intrigued by this bold resistance to her demand and actually considered the request. She looked over at Catherine sitting there lying back with her finger rubbing her clit and pinching her nipples like some wanton slut. “Fine, she seems to be in need of some more cock, apparently I stopped to soon.”
Aaralon walked over to Catherine and descended on her with his raging hard on in his hand. As he entered her cunt he let out a short gasp. She was so hot, the demoness’ cock had warmed her insides like an oven. Oh god it was good, but it made him afraid of what was about to happen. Then he felt it, her massive cock head pressing against his ass. “Oh my.” Was incredibly all he managed to say before he gasped as she plunged deep within his bowels, “Please stop, you are to big, you are going to kill me.” But as he felt her warmth in him and her body press against his ass he realized she was fully within him and he was still alive. Then it started. She began pumping him with her massive log, each stroke driving him deep within Catherine. He heard panting and moaning along with cries of pleasure and pleading to continue and honestly couldn’t tell which noises were from Catherine and which were from himself.
“How do you like it bitch? Do you want to be my little slave forever? Imagine, I could fuck you when ever you wanted, and I could supply you with all the beautiful girls you could handle. All you have to do is give yourself to me. Pledge me your body and I can give you a spell that will make you more powerful than you ever imagined.” Then as he felt himself cum deep within Catherine the demoness finally pulled out of his ass and grabbed him by the head. She turned him around so he was facing her monstrous cock. “Well slut, do you want to be mine? If you do, then drink, and once you have had your fill chant the spell that forms in your mind and the bargain will be fulfilled.” |