by Tiffany Bell
“I’m going to free you, pet,” Esme cooed.
And with one quick thrust forward, Angelika felt a sudden, dull stinging sensation. It was quickly overcome by the feeling of being so completely fulfilled. It was such an amazing experience as she felt every detail of the demon cock that was violating her pussy. Her mouth was open in a silent groan of pleasure. She looked so confused as she looked at Esme’s smirking face.
The demon was so happy to have defiled a member of the clergy. She began slowly withdrawing, leaving only the tip in before slamming back in as deep and hard as possible. Angelika’s groans echoed down the winding paths of the underground caves. Each thrust that was given was met with a resounding groan, grunt, or scream of pleasure. The holy woman didn’t want to admit it, but she was loving the treatment. She could only wonder, with regret, why she hadn’t done anything like this before.
Esme’s rhythm picked up as Angelika grew accustomed to the sensation of her hot, demon prick pumping into the priestess. She knew that it would be an easy task to turn this holy woman into her own personal slut. She certainly wouldn’t have to worry about The Order sending more of their lackeys after she had complete control of this one.
Suddenly, a fun idea passed through her mind. She was going to mark her territory once more, and make the priestess clean herself off with her tongue. Images of Angelika hefting her breast to her mouth and licking the demon jizz off her nipples just seemed like too good of a chance to pass up. Esme pulled out of the priestess’ dripping sex and stood up while stroking herself. Angelika knew exactly what to do as she sat up and immediately wrapped her lips around the demon’s throbbing cock. Her hands wrapped around the back of the succubus’ thighs and held tightly, never wanting to leave this kind of pleasure again. She sucked desperately, her tongue swirling and rubbing against the underside with so much devotion and desire. She had to have more of Esme’s spunk.
“Slow down, pet. There’s… no rush!” The succubus groaned with urgency as her cock slid down Angelika’s throat once more.
Her crimson eyes closed tightly as their roles were reversed. She couldn’t take much more of this woman’s ravenous mouth. Angelika’s cheeks hollowed as she bobbed her head up and down. With a demonic growl of lust, Esme gave a few rough thrusts into the priestess’ mouth before she tensed up. Angelika had a smug look on her face as she continued to suckle to her heart’s content. That look on the priestess’ face changed a bit as that hot demon jizz began to torrent into her mouth and down her throat. It was so warm and gooey as it filled her mouth completely and dribbled down her chin. Angelika didn’t pull away, even though Esme certainly wanted to.
“Nnghh!,” the demon groaned, “S-stop. Stop, pet!” Esme commanded as she tried to pull away, but Angelika’s mouth and the grip on the back of the succubus’ leg made it impossible for her to shake free. The priestess head bobbed up and down on that red length without abandon. More and more of the demon seed spilled forth without any sign of stopping. Angelika swallowed down what she could while the rest trailed over her body before puddling to the shrine beneath them.
“Stop! Stop, pet! I… I can’t take much more! M-my link to this world is weakening!”
Esme’s legs were shaking as she continued to climax into the priestess’ mouth. The demoness’ wings spread out wide. While the hand in Angelika’s hair was desperately trying to wrench her away, the demon’s free hand reached up and began squeezing her own breast lustfully. She, too, was far too caught up in the moment to know whether to resist or enjoy herself.
A few more throaty groans and moans of pleasure escaped from Esme’s lips before she finally was able to pull away from the cock-hungry priestess’ mouth. She weakly stumbled backwards and nearly fell off the shrine. She had taken too long to free herself from Angelika’s mouth, though. She was breathing heavily as she glared down at the priestess. She held her hand up, watching it flicker in and out of sight in a ghostly manner.
“You took too much, you greedy slut! Do you know what this means?” Esme growled viciously. She pounced at Angelika, pushing the still-weak woman down to the shrine and shoving her legs open wide. She gave a few desperate licks to the priestess’ drooling pussy while her body started to fade farther into another realm. Soon enough, she couldn’t even touch Angelika. Each movement she made passed right through the woman.
“I’ll be back, pet! Sooner than you—” she screamed as she faded completely from view.
Angelika blinked curiously as she glanced around with a confused look on her face as demon jizz still dribbled down her chin and over her breasts. Wiping her mouth, she shakily stood on top of the shrine, realizing she was free and victorious. A small grin started to creep over her lips. She had won! She could bask in the glory as a champion that saved Rockdale— once she found some clothes. She remembered the piles of them out in the woods. At least they would serve a purpose. After navigating her way to the exit of the caves, Angelika took a deep breath while she lust-drunkenly staggered up the stairs.
The demonic tentacle vines of the cave had another idea, though. With their demon mistress gone, there was no one to control them. They slithered against the ground and walls of the cave, searching for anything they could find. These demon-tainted vines would have gone to any lengths to find human flesh to violate, but it didn’t have to go any farther than the exit of the caves, toward the weak and wanting priestess…
2: Tentacles Everywhere!
Angelika was extremely proud of herself, despite the fact she was naked and stranded in a cave in the middle of a forest. She had, at any rate, defeated the demon that was plaguing these lands. Demonic seed still dripped from the priestess’ chin and over her breasts while she staggered from the underground caverns that served as the demon’s lair. A soft rustling sound from behind caught her attention.
“Huh…?” Angelika curiously glanced over her shoulder. There was nothing but darkness behind her. Maybe she was just hearing things, maybe she was just paranoid after such the confrontation with a demon, or maybe she just wanted something to still be in the cave because she was still “suffering” from the effects of the succubus’ kiss. Every slight, cool breeze that caressed over her naked, dripping body caused shivers of pleasure to run down Angelika’s spine.
She was sure that her condition would correct itself by the time she arrived at the village of Rockdale. The discarded clothing she passed at the entrance to the forest would be enough to make her presentable to journey into the village. She certainly couldn’t show up naked and claim to be a priestess of The Order. She would have been run out of town and called a mad woman. And even if they did believe her story, she wouldn’t want to admit that a demon had nearly bested her.
Angelika needed to come up with a believable story of why she wasn’t in the proper attire. She would avoid mentioning how she had banished the demon, even though it was quite obvious since she reeked of sex. She at least had her gauntlets and the remainder of her boots, although she doubted anyone would believe her claims of vanquishing a demon just because she had a pair of metal gloves. With a sigh, she ran her fingers through her sandy brown hair. She turned around completely, giving the cave one last look before she turned away and started walking toward Rockdale.
The tired priestess didn’t get two steps from the cave before she felt something whizzing past her at high speed. Her eyes widened as multiple, green vines shoot past her. Before Angelika could even react, they curled toward her body, leaving her no way to dodge as they closed in from both sides. Even if she could have dodged, her body was too fatigued from her encounter with the succubus. It was a shame that she couldn’t gain power from the demon in the same way that her strength had been taken from her. The deft, demonic vine-tentacles circled around her torso, ankles, and wrists before dragging her back into the depths of the cave.
An echoed scream reverberated through the tunnels while she soon found herself back at the stone shrine where she had been violated by the succubus. The tentacles inspec
ted the priestess’s body as they slowly turned and spun her around. It was a very disorienting experience, but finally, they decided that upside down was the correct way to have the nude woman. Struggling against the tentacles, Angelika grunted and groaned while the sentient vines toyed with her.
The priestess flexed and twisted to try and pull herself free, but to no avail. The vines took offense to Angelika’s protesting actions and redoubled their efforts. They pulled her arms and legs wide so that she was forming a human “X”. Out of the darkness, more of the demonic vines joined the inspection, lowering from the ceiling and rising from the earth.
Smaller tentacles started to slither around the larger ones that were holding her in the air by the ankles. Angelika was glad that she was wearing what was left of her boots so she didn’t have to feel the vines rubbing over her feet. The tentacles seemed confused by the leather material as they coiled around the priestess’ ankles and headed down her calves. They were searching for something.
In the same fashion, smaller vines began making their way up from the ground toward her arms. Once again, she was saved from the sensation of the slimy vines by what was left of her white, rune-covered, battle gauntlets. The mindless tentacles were even more confused by the mix of leather and the cold metal armor.
Despite their different creeping paces all of the smaller vines found flesh at around the same time. As she finally felt the odd, slimy tentacles against the back of her knees and at her upper arms, she gave a shudder of disgust. The tentacles seemed excited now that they had a hint of where they were. The demonic appendages charged toward her most vulnerable areas. It wasn’t long before Angelika felt the their tips caressing almost tenderly over her perky breasts. It was impressive how they coordinated together. The tip of one tentacle would flick over her achingly hard nipple while another lightly coiled around the other nipple in a tweaking motion before letting go.
The priestess only struggled and moaned in pleasure as she was teased by the demon tentacles. She wanted to escape, but the succubus influence still lingered in her mind and body, and the stimulation of the tentacles certainly wasn’t helping her. A few tentacles easily found her pussy a few moments later, and began rubbing against Angelika’s already-dripping, wet folds. The tentacles were just as skilled in this area, too. The tip of one caressed over her engorged clit while several more teasingly pressed into her pussy and swirled around to add to the wonderful feelings of pleasure that she was so addicted to now.
More surprised moans escaped from Angelika’s mouth. She was already weak and oversexed. She couldn’t even communicate with the tentacles to find out what they wanted or why they were doing this to her. She wasn’t even sure if demon tentacles had ears to listen to her pleas, but she had to at least attempt to reason with them.
“Stop this! The succubus is gone! I—” the priestess cried out before being interrupted as a thicker tentacle found its way between her lips. She tried to turn her head away and spit the creature out but it just kept wiggling and pushing into her mouth. Her teeth couldn’t even bite into it as she tried everything she had at her disposal to stop the beast. She soon tasted something leaking from the tip of the phallic vine. The priestess’s eyes widened as she was given a simple choice—swallow the fluid, or drown on it. Even as she felt it coating her throat as she swallowed, her eyes began growing heavy while her muscles relaxed slightly. The idea that this whole situation wasn’t so bad started to pop into her mind.
Thicker tentacles began slithering over her already cum-covered torso. Angelika was completely willing to do anything for pleasure while under the influence of the demon cum as well as the lingering affects of the succubus’ kiss. An odd strategy crept through her mind. All she needed was to feel the intense pleasure of an orgasm again. Once that happened, she would be able to muster the will to escape. She was so addicted to the pleasure, that her foolish plan made perfect sense to her.
The smaller vines started to find their way into the scraps of her gauntlets and boots. Angelika squirmed in response of the wriggling things pressing so tightly against her skin. Just as the tips of the tentacles reached her feet and hands they flexed outward, causing the fabric from her gloves and boots to explode into rags. Angelika gasped in response to the sudden sensation of the chilled air against her skin. She felt more helpless than ever now that she was completely nude. And oddly enough, she loved it.
With more skin exposed, the vines immediately attacked. The tentacles loved to be in contact with Angelika’s cum-covered flesh. Her whole body was a mess of wiggling and writhing demon vines that were all vying to rub against the priestess’ body. It wasn’t long before she was covered in more of that cum-like slime. The consistency of it was much like oil, though it had a green tint to it. Her skin started to feel warm and tingly the longer she was exposed to the substance.
The tendrils invading her pussy pumped in and out while others paid attention only to her clit or nipples. It didn’t take long before the tentacles received the prize that they desired. After what seemed like an eternity of pleasurable torture to Angelika, she finally climaxed. Her girl-cum was quickly added to the mix of slime, as it dribbled over the toned stomach and backward between her ass cheeks as she hung upside down. While she groaned and moaned against the tentacle that was still inhabiting her mouth, the other vines realized that Angelika had climaxed.
The demon vines began rubbing vigorously over her pussy trying to absorb the sticky fluid for her sexual energy that was contained within. Angelika’s eyes rolled back in her head as she started to whine with pleasure against the tentacles that were busily pumping more of it’s tainted slime into her mouth. Her body wasn’t made for this kind of abuse. She felt like she was going to pass out any moment due to the over stimulation. Her mind was quickly brought back to the current situation as she felt one particularly adventurous vine begin to slide between her ass cheeks to get what little amount of her orgasmic fluids that has escaped between that valley of flesh.
Angelika gasped at the alarming sensation. The thought of anal penetration hadn’t even occurred to her until she felt the slimy vine rubbing over the delicate star of her anus. The tentacle felt over the small, dainty pucker of her rear and it now realized that it had discovered another hole that needed to be plugged. Angelika held her breath as she prayed to the Light that the naughty tentacle would leave that hole alone. It was a very silly and hopeful idea. Still unsure of its discovery, the tentacle gently nudged against the virgin hole. It nuzzled and nudged its phallic tip against her untouched ass, trying to gain entry even as she clenched them tightly for dear life. Just as quickly as it began, the tentacle retreated.
A mental sigh of relief went through the priestess’ mind. She had escaped being violated there. And just then, she felt two smaller tentacles slither between her cheeks to spread them wide, exposing her completely to this demonic tentacle monster. No matter how much she tried to clench, she was still fully exposed. Her eyes widened in fear of what was to come next and Angelika began to struggle more than ever. The tentacle in her mouth instantly released more of the demon substance, forcing her to swallow a large dose. Her eyes fluttered immediately and her body relaxed again. The priestess immediately started to change her mind. Perhaps this won’t be so bad, she thought. The tentacles were very keen on preparing her for what was to come.
The tentacle poised at her anus took Angelika’s daze as its chance to gain entry into her non-clenching pucker. With no real resistance, and considering how lubricated she was already, it didn’t take much work on its part to pop into the tight, little hole. It slid in ever so slowly, almost knowing that it needed to be gentle with this area. The vine was exploring the newfound orifice—easing deeper and deeper at a snail’s pace mas it probed. Angelika groaned at the odd sensation of feeling her ass being stretched and having that vine tickling inside of her bowels. It was yet another new and completely unforgettable feeling.
Her eyes flickered again while she actually began to suckle on
the tentacle that was invading her mouth. Tentacles were still slithering over her body and making a meal of her spilled lust. Many of the tentacles that had been fully fed with Angelika’s orgasm were now evolving right in front of the priestess. Some were becoming more phallic in nature, complete with flared thick heads. Others were forming small mouth-like openings with tongue-like appendages.
The tentacles appeared to be confused by their new growths and were learning what worked best on their human prey. The more bulbous-headed vines began rubbing at her breasts, paying considerable attention to her rock hard nipples. They were rather fast to adapt and realized that there were better places to put their new talents to use. Crawling over her stomach, a few pressed curiously at her navel before realizing this wasn’t a place that could be penetrated and moving on.
This creature knew what it was doing to her. It had to. The idea that these demonic tentacles could accidentally pleasure her so completely wasn’t even an option to the priestess. They were hitting every pleasure center on her body and even finding some she’d never considered before. So should have expected no less from demons.
The phallic vines finally rubbed over her mound and stroked against her dripping sex, joining the thin ones that were already toying with her pussy. Angelika moaned happily at the thought of having the thicker tentacles inside of her drooling pussy. Her demonic captor knew this was the source of their sustenance and didn’t waste any time before it thrust deep and hard into her wet, hot quim. The priestess arched her back and squealed in pleasure against the tentacle in her mouth while it slowly, steadily pumped in and out. Every so often, it thrust a bit harder and bumped its tip against the back of her throat, causing Angelika to gag around the demonic length. It was a small price to pay for the pleasure that she was receiving.
