Summoning Regrets [Hard Rape, Anthro, Mind Break] (Hapto x Sacrahlicous)

[Hapto]

The light of the many candles make the shadows dance around the small, dark room. The air is thick with the aroma of wax, their drips of cream, red and watery black all disappearing before they reach the darkness of the floor, a flat shadow everywhere but the room's centre. The light of many candles illuminate a solitary circle there, they're flickering almost making the red colours dance along the of the lines, runes, patterns of the place where the room's energy is centred. The circle of candles seem to move as one, their many lights angled slightly off centre, all pointing slightly inwards towards the waiting circle.

She steps forward from the darkness, to begin the ritual, not suspecting how wrong, or how right, the summoning is about to go.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

Izabellah was tired of the mockery, tired of being put down by her master. This time she will summon this demon, to make him hers for all eternity or till she tired of its company. In her hands she held an old book. A book in which she stole from the lead summoner locked cabinet. Eye eyes once more checked over the setting of the candles, her pale skin nearly glowing in the light that was given off. Her eyes followed each intricate detail, runes in proper places, patterns in her eyes looked correct. So things were set.

Exhaling she looked to the book within her hands. Before beginning the chant. Her voice held even toned, and loud as instructed. There was a blade in one hand as she neared the end of the chant she closed the book. placing it carefully between he feet. She drew the blade across the palm of her hand, biting her lip as the stinging pain flowed through her arm.

"With blood I call you, with blood I bound you to be my forever servant, heed my call and drink the flow of blood from my palm. till i tire or you. Come to me and be bound to this plane by the blood of an innocent." Closing her fist as she finished the last of the words, extending her arm she allowed the blood to drip on a few lines of the circle. before turning her palm back up as the circle began to glow brightly. It worked, by the dark goddess it worked.

 

[Hapto]

The candles all flicker fiercely, the flames of the circle all arcing in further towards it's centre as if pulled by an invisible gale, faster, faster, the circle glowing so bright its hurts her eyes. Then everything stops. The candles go still, the glow settling to nothing.

The circle explodes red, crimson smoke rushing outwards, the whole room filled with the sound of rushing air and the crackling of unseen thunder as the smoke spirals a crimson vortex around the circle, obscuring it from sight, everything but a dark shadow moving on the ground. The silhouettes of muscle thick arms grab onto the ground, hauling an inhumanly wide body up out of it. The shadow begins to raise on its own, the heavy set torso tapering into a thick waist rising out of the ground. But the waist keeps on going, no legs appearing, just more of a thick pillar of body rising up, curling, circling around to settle meters and meters of a great serpentine tail on the floor. The figure then stands a shadow in the red mist, staring far down at her, two orange lights flaring where its eyes should be, outlined by the red pulsing light of where a great main of hair flows around the head and the powerful shoulders.

It remains there, half obscured by the smoke, staring at her. Its head doesn't appear to move, as its deep, resonant voice sounds halfway between her inner ear and the back of her mind, saying: "Hello morsel."

 

[Sacrahlicous]

Her hair whipped around her, snapping at the sudden wind within the room. Her heart racing within her chest as she watched the candles flare alive. flicking at the change, being pulled by the wind in the small room. Her eyes watched, as she waited waited till everything stopped around her. disappointment beginning to set into her. For a moment she began to thinkthat she had yet again failed again. Failure stung at her chest. her eyes closing as she wondered what she was doing wrong. she followed the instruction that the book told her, followed it to the very T.

The explosion caught her off guard, startling her into stumbling back. Falling back onto the ground she stared in wide eyed shock. It didn't fail. It did work. Her heart began to race with nervousness as she watched the bellowing screen of the crimson smoke. the crackling of unseen thunder awed her. But it held nothing to what she saw moving within the cloud. Shadowed as the demon began to emerge from the dark port of the circle. She could hardly wait. How she pray it would work, and at last her hard work was paid off. Grinning like a food she watched as he worked his entirely out of the ground. still cloaked within the veil of smoke.

In awe she slowly pushed herself up. Her hand that wasnt bloodied smoothing down her long black skirt. Her mass of black hair hanging loosely down the length of her back. "I offer you blood, binding you to me and to this plane."She said raising her bloodied hand up before him. Nervousness filling her up as she waited for him. Never thinking once summoned what would happen if things went wrong.

 

[Hapto]

The fuming orange of the eyes seem to lower, seeing the blood of her hand. She can hear nostrils flaring, taking in a long, pleasant breath of the scent. Below the orange lights of eyes a sudden glint of white splits the shadow, a long smile of fangs.

The smile subsides, as one of the thick arms is slowly raised, as if holding a large hand out towards her. The hand closes, all the smoke and air suddenly rushing towards it, the entire mist coalescing in an instant in the palm of the black palm. Two long, thick fingers uncurl again, as do two thick thumbs, the shape of each tapered into a claw as solid black as the creature's entire skin. As the arm lowers the few remaining candles illuminate a crimson pattern of scales, covering both thick arms and the wide torso. The bulge of shoulders smooths up to narrow into a neck very long, curved over itself, its full length formerly hidden in the smoke, as was the smooth features of the black, serpentine head. The round nostrils flare with her scent on the end of the smooth muzzle, above which the orange eyes still fume around their black slits or irises, fixed on her.

The red main of hair flows down the back of its neck, falling over it's arms and shoulders, and flowing down the meters of tail curled on the floor, flexing ready. The tail moves, and the entire creature bursts into shadow and is gone.

She feels something large behind her, looking down at her beck, the voice sounding in the back of her head: "And why, young morsal, would I bind myself to you?"

 

[Sacrahlicous]

Izabellah stared unbelieving at what was before her. The large snake god looking over her struck fear within her. How she had hated snakes, and his form wasn't helping at all. Her body stiffened as she fought the fear that raged within. Should not allow herself to show that she was scare of the creature before her. thus she could lose the control on him. that was if she hadn't already. It was her choice in the summoning spell.

Her eyes travel along the great expanse of his body. And knew he could easily kill her if he wished it. Her Ice blue eyes blinked. within the blink he had disappeared. making her grow cold. She would have to get the aid of her teacher to help put him back. Her skirt ruffled as she stepped forward towards the now empty circle. The feeling of being watched burning at the bare of her back where the halter top allowed.

"I am the one who summoned you into this world. im am the one who offers you the blood to stay within this plane of existence."She said as confident as she could. her heart hammering in her chest.

 

[Hapto]

The voice seems to be coming from different places, constantly moving without a visible owner.

From her left: "Yes, you summoned me."

From her right: "And you offer me" a deep inhale "blood."

Above: "And the sweet scent of fear." It seems to watch her a moment, the silent toying with her emotions. "But what is stopping me -"

From right behind her ear: "- from just taking it."

Two points of pain explode into her shoulders, as much from the two thick fangs sinking into either side of her neck, as from their venom bursting into her body.

The fangs and their owner are gone again before she can even flinch, but the venom remains, its burn diffusing into an intense heat coursing through her veins, spreading throughout her whole body, making everywhere it touches glisten with sweat and with mounting sensation. She can feel her own skin so clearly, the merest movements of the air an almost unbearably sensation. And as the venom reaches round her body, the heat enveloping her chest, reaching down her stomach to pool between her legs, its true effect starts to reveal itself.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

Izabellah head shot to the left, her eyes wide, and frantic, before turning to the right just as fast. Her heart thudding loudly in her chest, reacting much like a small rabbit wrapped and held firmly in a last embrace, of a snake. How true could that be. A large snake demon god was toying with her before the final blow. She looked up , seeing nothing. Where was he? how can something so large hide so well.

Her body tensed at the final sentence. Her eyes large. She held no control on the snake, none, she managed to summon, but failed in controlling it. She was close. Her thoughts were wiped away as pain ripped through her. Her eyes wide, her breath held within her chest.

It wasn't long till the venom began to work its way through her. Making her fall to her knees as small whimpers escaped her. every touch against her skin was torment, but didnt hurt at all. The brush of her hair along her cheeks, the soft caress of the fabric against her skin made her whimper further more.

Her loins tightened as her body responded as it should to the venom of his. Making her body pulse with heat, filling the room with an all new aroma.

 

[Hapto]

A wide black shadow slithers up to her kneeling body. The silence seems to be laughing at her.

Her hands shake, something seeming to pull at them, lifting them slightly upwards. Both her arms shoot above her head despite her will. Sensation engulfs both, like warm silk touching her sensitive palms but feeling so incredibly intense, her envenomed skin multiplying every touch, until the sensation strokes her wrists and her legs buckle completely. The feeling envelops both hands and wrists, all held within the silken palm of one large black hand, lifting both her arms up to leave her body dangling, staring into the orange lights of the demon's eyes. The other hand wraps around her stomach, thick fingers and thumbs wrapping around her back, intensely moving her own clothes across her skin, the wide palm enveloping her body from below her breasts to just shy of her waist, where a new heat begins to build, fiercer than everywhere else, rising to burning that seems to reach deep inside of her. The palm withdraws, but the burning remains, settling below pain, cooling until it's just a warm, steady throb, reminding her its there with each slow pulse - and with the glowing red circle of sharp symbols wrought into her skin, visible through the burn in her clothes.

The voice sound again: "You sought to bind me. Silly morsal, you know not who you deal with." The serpent's body remains steady, as its tail slithers back and forth, almost hypnotically, halfway between a slow dance and a musing stroll. "But I am a god known for my... sense of humour. Before this night is done, you will willingly bind yourself to me. You will resist, oh, you will resist. But in the end you will fall. And this rune," a black claw touches the red symbols, making them pulse their heat brighter a moment, "this will seal you to your fate. No matter what I do to you, no matter what your body feels, this rune will stop you from orgasming, at the very last moment, for as long as it remains."

The orange eyes stare at her, savouring her reaction to what she now knows is to come. The smooth black jaw splits in the white of a long, fanged smile. "Shall we begin?"

 

[Sacrahlicous]

Something seemed to pull at her as she watched her hand begin to stretch out. her body trembling with the over sensitivity of the nerves that run along beneath her pale skin. Tearing small keening whimpers and gasps from her lush crimson lips. Her eyes closed as the soft caresses teased her in ways she never thought possible. Within her min she knew it was all the affects of the venom that coursed through her body the gentle strokes along her wrists were her undoing. Making her fall forward towards the shadow clad God before her. His hand held the both of hers in a single grasp as he slowly raised them above her head. She squirmed slightly, each movement sent waves of an unknown feeling through her body. Her body betraying her in always but one, it drove her closer yet held her back as the juncture between her thighs grew moist. Pulsing with the need it thought it wanted. Manipulated but the venom to go against her mind. Her eyes slowly opened as they found themselves staring into a set of orange gold ones.

As the second hand wrapped around her, made her teeth tense tightly shut.making small whimpers fall from her lips fighting the rising moans that threatened to spill out. she closed her eyes again, allowing her head to fall back with a hiss of delight. God what had she done. what had she summoned forth into her plane. the wave of pulsing warmth cut her thoughts as she struggled with her own body,. desperately try to fight the need of release, to beg the God for release. Whimpering she gasped out, the pain filled her instantly, mingling with the need that burned within her, driving her to shed few single tears. Her heart racing like some poor pray running from a predator.

She had. And to extant she didn't know who she dealt with now. All she knew is she felt the power radiating from him, and felt the flow of his venom through her body. Spreading through her like liquid gold. A grin spread over her lips as she listened to each word the snake god said. Bind herself to him, hardly. She was the one who summoned him here, without her he wouldn't of been here in the first place. But sadly in his eyes he will do as he pleases, and

rune? Her eyes travel to gaze upon her body, noting how intricate markings and symbols began to glow at his touch. making her gasp and whimper. Her eyes shot up to him once more. He was denying her release. What she felt she hadn;t thought would of driven her that far. It then dawned to her that there was much more to be done, and most more physical. Or at least that is what she thought. He was claiming her, taking her innocence away.

"Release me,"She hissed not wanting anything to do with him. Not in no sexual manner that was. she wasn't caving so far so good anyways. "I wont break, i will not give into you"She breathed heavily as she fought continuously with the feelings that flooded her body. Each squirming motion she made made her gasp and whimper through clenched teeth.

 

[Hapto]

At her defiant words the orange eyes glow brightly, smiling with delight.

"Good, so very good. That is a perfect place to startttt." The last sound drawn out by a thick, forked tongue leaving the white smile of fangs, snaking with surprising dexterity through the air towards her face. It curves back on its body, like a pink cobra ready to strike, keep its wet forks pointing at her lips like fangs, following them back and forth no matter where she shakes her head, always held before her lips.

They slowly advance, until their very tips just touch the skin of her lips. The venom does its work, making that one touch force an involuntary gasp out of her. And that's when it strikes. Before she knows it the serpents tongue has darted into her momentarily open mouth, coiling the most blindingly intense pleasure around her tongue as it instantly yanks it out. Her mouth is forced to remain open, her tongue pulled outside it, the serpents own dexterous tongue stroking pleasure into her through every inflamed nerve it touches, all while its gaze remains steadily locked on hers.

One of its hands moves, the four black claws of the digits pointing towards her top. The fabric begins to shake, just as her hands did before an invisible force pulled them bolt upright above her body, the same force now taking hold of her top, ready to tear asunder.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

How could that be of a good start. Her eyes watched him with a mix of pain,need, and confusion. But it was wiped away as she watched his forked tongue slip from the smile. extending long, snaking towards her own mouth. Her head pulled back. A look of disgust crossing her features. She gave her head a small turn, her eyes watching the tongue as it stopped short only to follow her movements. "Sick" She mutters as she turned her head to the opposite direction, the tongue following without fail. Her lips quirking as it followed. inching closer and closer. She dropped her head back. Trying to escape the following of the tongue. only to find it didn't stop the following appendage. Slipping inches from her before the tips tickled the sensitive skin of her lips.

The touch drew a small whimper from her before a gasp tore in following. Moaning loudly as his tongue delve deeper into her mouth. sliding along her tongue in a dance of seduction. Whimpering as he pulled her tongue from between her lips. her breathing growing more irregular as she pulled her head back slightly. Yet the hold on her tongue sent waves crashing throughout her body. drawing whimpers and moans from her. Her nostrils flared as she breathed quickly in and out her eyes focused on his, as though hypnotized.

She heard small tears, as she felt the strain on her top. Making her whimper more and close her eyes. and with one good tug she pulled her head back. freeing her tongue from his grasp.

 

[Hapto]

When she pulls back everything stops, the demon remaining very still. Its smile remains: "You don't seem to understand this game yet. You don't decide when its over. And for trying to" his tongue suddenly darts, grabbing hers and yanking it out of her mouth firmer, harder, stimulating her fiercer. His voice continues, clearly heard in her head, "for trying to, you'll have to be punished."

He clenches his fist. Her top rips from her body, all its fabric shredding as it coalescing in his palm. The small ball of fabric falls to the floor, leaving her wearing only her bra, her sweat glistened skin left to feel its own forced sensitivity against the open air. The demon's image explodes in shadow again and is gone - but his hand holding her arms remains, as does his tongue around hers, his body reappearing behind her, head leaning over her shoulder. The black claw of one hand idly toys with the straps of her bra, its sharp end fraying the fabric. The coil around her tongue constricts, the feelings intensifying as his tongue spirals round hers, more of it leaving his mouth, far more than should be possible, its length rushing around her own tongue as its forked end descends down her body, licking down one side of her neck, tracing one collar bone, starting to descend her chest.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

Before she could even protest his tongue reclaimed her. Tightening even more so around her tongue. her sensitive nerves being over ran. Tearing small cries from her lips. her body trembling more as her breathing grew quick and panicky. Her eyes squeezing shut. "No please" She whimper awkwardly. Tears began once more, running down along her cheeks like liquid silver along the pale slopes of her cheeks.

Her eyes slowly opened half ways as she gazed. Just as her shirt was ripped away. making her scream out in pain. her skin stinging within the rough force of her shirt being pulled away. her screaming cry vibrating along his tongue. even as his tongue trailed warmly on her now bare expanse of skin. toying with the straps of her bra near her collar bone. drawing whimpers and moans from her. her eyes once mores going closed.

 

[Hapto]

A low grumble of satisfaction sounds beside her ear in time with her small cries, the serpents tongue tensing slightly around her screaming cry.

The demon takes a moment to collect itself, speaking level again with a hint of effort. "Where is that lovely defiance," the voice sounds, "that burning will of yours? Where is your pride, morsal? I do so miss the taste of pride."

She see the black claw rakes across her chest. But there's no pain, no blood, just her bra straps hanging severed. Her breasts are already so sensitive, and suddenly they're racked with feeling, her entire bra shaking with the force that tore open her shirt. Inevitably, her backstrap suddenly snaps apart against her skin as her entire bra flies into the waiting palm, leaving her breasts free, exposed, vulnerable.

The demon explodes in shadow again, disappearing from behind and reappearing before her without releasing her hands or tongue. Now before her, the orange lights eye her topless body, staring unashamedly at her breasts.

"Very nice. But they have more - potential use."

A sharp glint of white catches her eye - two long fangs visible out of the serpent's wide mouth. It gives her just enough time to see them, before it lunges, two points of pain exploding into her breasts, more venom coursing straight into each. The strike is over in an instant, but the venom remains, not diffusing past her breasts where it remains, focussing there to concentrate their terrible effect.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

Her pride, and her strong will was still there she was waiting on the opportune time to make her move. To retaliate against him. Her heart sped faster in its confines, her eyes held at a heavy lided state as she whimpers in his hold. the strain on her arms burning hotly, each muscle pulled taunt. Squirming sent her sensitive nerves on end. "Its there snake"She growled as she attempted to pull herself up. Pain flaring to life. her tongue pulling free once more from his grasp. but this time she held her jaw taunt. She glare into the dark room. Her heart reacting much like thunder in her ears.

It wasn't long till he had her bra removed. Her heavy pale globes straining with the lack of support. Her nipples growing perky in the gentle stir of the air in the room. Each breath rose them, and allowed them to fall. Swallowing nervously she watched as he reappeared before her. Making her squirm before him helplessly. She knew to where he looked. Her cheeks flaring to life with a soft shade of pink.

"No... dont"She said in a near beg as she watched his fangs emerge, and struck out against her heacy set blobes. tearing a pained scream from her lips.

 

[Hapto]

Her head is yanked round to face forward, a large hand grabbing her throat, the top of its palm bracing her head firmly in place, forcing her to look into the demon's smiling eyes above its blood-wet fangs.

"There you are. I was concerned I'd lost you. After all, the difference between an animals and a mortal - pride, the greatest seasoning of all. And your no animal, are you? Not yet." An image burns across her mind, and for a moment she feels her legs pulled wide open, something so hot, fiercely bumped and wide as her arm prodding against her pussy, and against her anus, both prodding so fiercely, so wet with her own fluids and sweat, so wide they threaten to break her in two, yet prodding so constantly their endless denial makes her body desperate. She feels the saliva spilling from her open mouth, and hears her own voice say "master, please." Both prods stop, then tense to plunge into her. The image ends, leaving her staring at the demon's broad white smile, "Not yet. But for now, your pride should be rewarded."

It wet fangs retract, as the hand lets her neck go, so suddenly her tired head falls a moment, letting her see her own breasts. Her mind's natural fear at finding them red, inflamed, or worse for that intense burning, is shown to be baseless. Though they seem slightly larger than before, firmly swollen, they're otherwise undamaged. Even the fang marks disappeared, leaving only two small splatters of blood.

Her breasts no longer hurt, but feel incredibly hot and taut, nowhere more so than her hard nipples, tenser than they had ever been in her entire life. Her whole back shivers as a drop of blood runs down one breast, the feeling getting more intense the closer it gets to her nipple, building each moment. The last moment before it touches, the sensation stops, something black moving before her face.

The demon's hand is held before her sight, one black claw showing the red of the drop. It closes its palm, and the drop of blood erupts into an explosion of crimson smoke. When the palm opens again, its black surface roils with movement: two thick black snakes writhing over it and each other.

They both suddenly stop, turning as one to face the demons eyes, their heads sway slightly, as if hypnotised. They almost seem to nod, before together they turn back to stare down at her body. Their smooth jaws split in pink, opening toothless maws, no fangs, just the pink flesh of powerful mouths and hungrily darting tongues. An unusual threat, but a threat none the less as they stare down at her breasts.

"Your reward."

They leap from its palm onto her chest. Their skin as silky as the demons, but rushing so fast over hers as they coil around more of each breast, spiralling over more of her, closing in on their targets. The two powerful bodies contract, squeezing both breasts, releasing, then squeezing again harder, pulling and tugging, fiercely playing with her new found sensitivity. As their heads hover before her nipples, coiled tense, ready to strike.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

Izabellah gave a small gasp then grew quite as he took hold of her head. Hold in place to be forced to gaze upon him. Her eyes shifted slightly to gaze at his bloodied fangs that were exposed to her. coated by the blood from her chest which still burned hotly. The though made her tremble in his hold. Her throat working to swallow as she waited, staring back up to his glowing eyes.

She gave a small tug of her head trying to pull it away. But once he started to speak she stilled staring at him with a steady gaze "no"she hissed threw her teeth. She was no animal. He was. "I will never be an animal. Never"she said trembling against the hold he held on her, her skin tingling with the slightest touch. The sudden imagine in her mind was not hers she knew it wasn't, She would never become some drooling fool. But she couldn't say never even though she would try not to at least. Even as the imagine ended her body responded to it. Her breathing had grown irregular, her loins tightening and grew wetter. Gritting her teeth she shook her head as he released it before letting it drop.

Her breast had grown, and they burned, yet there was no marks of where his fangs had punctured. only some blood which began to trickle along her pale flesh of her breasts. each motion making her body tremble. her breathing shaky as it teased along her ultra sensitive nerves. A small whimper escaped her. her eyes closing as it drew closer to the perky pink nipples that strained towards him.

Then the feeling stopped. short and sweet. Her body trembled as she exhaled , her eyes slowly opening to find his hand before her. a single drop of blood in the dark palm. He confused her as he closed his hand, smoke seeping from the sides as he then reopened them revealing two snakes.

What was he doing, did she want to know "Oooh a magic trick"She scoffed as she watched the small snakes look up at him before suddenly turning the slitted gaze upon her. There eyes going to her breasts and she regretted then in saying something. cursing in wardly she pulled her head back, a look of disturbance on her face.

"Reward?" Izabellah's voice held question, curious to what this reward entailed.

As the wrapped around her breast she flinched. She hadn't expected them to do such a thing. her body tensing as they began to wrap themselves around her breast. squeezing the sensitive globes without a care if it hurt her or not. each squeeze, and movement drew gasping cries from her lips. her eyes shutting, and she bit onto her lower lip.

 

[Hapto]

The snakes continue to squeeze and pull on her breasts, tease her with the sharp sensations of their tongues darting across her ultra-sensitive nipples, wetly flicking across her nerves.

Meanwhile, the warm silky touch of the demon's scales presses just below her breasts, two wide points slowly tracing down her skin. Its the demon's hand, the tips of two fingers touching her, sharp claws tensed back just above her skin, each fingers as long and as thick as a man's member, both slowly tracing down her stomach, over the still glowing red runes, towards the warm wetness between her legs.

Her legs naturally tense in, cramping together, trying to protect her. Which only makes the demon's smile fiercer. Sensation rushes between her thighs, a blistering intensity splitting them apart, wrapping round them. It's the demon's tail, wider than each leg it spirals and lashes around in turn, more powerful than her muscles as it coils around both her legs, and wrenches them far apart. No matter how much she strains and struggles and desperately tries to close her legs, she can't move either an inch, secured within the powerful coils of tail. Leaving her pussy completely exposed, as the two thick fingers trace down her body towards it.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

She fought the bombarding feelings that torment her body. Each squeeze drew small pained yet pleasurable sensations. Izabellah whimpered as her eyes remained shut tightly. hoping it would lessen the feelings that overwhelmed every nerve of her breasts. But thus nothing. Even the flickers of their tongues against the erect perky nipples made those whimpers into small occasional cries. It was almost on the verge of pain, that was how sensitive her nipples were to the teasing of the creatures tongues.

Her breathing trembled in quick raspy pants. her body trembling with each touch then tensing, her body glistening with sweat. Few beads running like silver along her skin. Her head was hung slightly, eyes opening as she felt his hands, and claws roam down along her body, her skin rippling slightly as muscles tightened. Swallowing nervously, small sounds escaping her with each passing inch over her flesh towards where a scalding heat of need swelled. She was soaked, her thighs slick against her will. Her body betrayed her. there was nothing she could do to ease the feelings within her, to pull back the want that flooded her endlessly.

"No, please stop it" her voice trembling, a breathy whimper,a near beg from her lips as he wretched open her legs. speeding them wide for him to gain a more easier way to torment her body. She didn't want him to touch her, to handle her sex, knowing then how much she wanted release. Her breathing came quicker, she was getting desperate, almost panicky.

 

[Hapto]

The hand suddenly leaves her body, raising towards his face, his smile sharpened by his two extended fangs. His voice sounds in her head: "Don't worry, I wouldn't bite you down there. I wouldn't want it damaged, before I could use it against you." The long jaw tenses, a bright liquid shooting from the fangs, landing on the black palm, glowing unnaturally as the venom spreads to coat the surface. Then the hand lowers down her body again, two two long fingers slick with the venom. As they touch her stomach the heat starts again, so close to burning, but now not quite there, instead just an intense heat building the sensations of her skin everywhere those two fingers inch onto her, heading down again, building her sensations as they slide down towards her pussy.

Her legs try and tense, try and move in to protect her - but they can't move at all within the serpent's powerful coils, leaving her no way to stop the encroaching fingers, building her sensations as they reach their venom down her skin, getting more intense as they reach down either side of her clit, reaching all the way down the sides of her pussy, without actually touching it. The two fingers move back up, and down, stroking the skin either side of her pussy, the venom seeping into her, making her even hotter there, grow even more sensitive with every stroke. Her pussy floods with the venom, making her feel every drop of her own growing wetness with blistering clarity, the tug of her stroked skin against the outside of her lips almost unbearable, the half-sensations of the skin moving around her clit still forcing her hips to shudder. But still he continues to tease her.

There's no way to tell how much time has passed, before without warning the fingers slam together, touching her pussy, stroking up her shaking lips. Her whole body is left tensing and shaking, hips bucking on their own, fiercer every moment the fingers gets closer to her clit, a pressure building in her abdomen hard, feeling like it will burst the moment - the fingers touch her clit, the pleasure exploding into her body. But her orgasm doesn't happen. The runes on her stomach glow bright red, subsiding as her orgasm is forced to retreat deep into her body, leaving her with no release from the growing sensations as the fingers continue to slide the girth of two members up and down her lips, past her opening, over her clit, the runes of her stomach ensuring that no matter what intensities the make her feel, her orgasm will not come. A fact she is kept painfully aware of even as one finger leaves the other one to it's teasing, while it readies its claw-tipped girth at her opening.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

It was good to know that he wasn't going to bite down there, but it wasn't going to stop him from further tormenting her. She watched him, his big fanged smile directed towards her. even as the liquid shot out to coat his hand. Her eyes narrowing as she watched the pulsing glow. Watched as his hand came closer. She squirmed as she tried to escape, tried to pull away from the hands that gentle touched her stomach. Causing her to whimper and cry at the heated touch. Her body tensed and jerked at the soft near burning touch as his hand worked down along her body. Each inch tearing small painful whimpers. her eyes squeezed shut.

Desperately she tried to pull her legs together, trying to stop his approach to her sex. but they were held tightly by the firm coils. She was defenseless. Her body trembled as her breathing came in quick raspy breaths.. Her breathes pausing as his fingers slid to either side of her sex. The burning was to much, er hips bucking as she gave a gasping cry of pain and yet some how pleasure. It seemed to her a game, he was toying with her, playing with her so cruelty. Trying to break her will so she would beg him for release. Her sex tightened as he stroked the sensitive lips near her clit. Tearing small whimper from her lips as she bit down onto her lower lip. She wouldn't allow him the honors to break her, at least not yet. He was close to winning. Her body growing so wet, that as her own juices trickled down her lips and along her thighs tore small delightful cries.

She couldn't control herself. Her hips squirming,bucking, and trembling as he tormented her body, with the growing pleasure that ran hotly through her body. Pleasure pooled almost achingly within the depths of her abdomen, making every muscle within tighten. her sex tightening. Gasping her body would shudder and tighten as more of the feelings damned up. till point where it was about to burst. It was painful. as she waited for her release. Waited for that something that wasn't going to come. Swelling almost painfull so. Hissing softly she tightened her jaw. knowing that it wasn't about to come. She wanted to begg she did. but she didnt want him to win this.

 

[Hapto]

Her breasts are squeezed tightly again in the serpents' grasps, as if to remind her they're there. One of her breasts is engulfed in sensation as one serpent's body rushes over her skin, uncoiling from her breast, only so the other can coil its tail over her tighter than before. A single serpent now holds both her breasts, squeezing each in turn, long and hard, as if trying to milk her like an animal. Her chest recoils sideways as the serpent's tongue spirals around one of her nipples before its mouth engulfs her pink skin, sucking her erect nipple inside its wet mouth very hard. Meanwhile the end of its tail circles over her other nipple, flicking occasionally, punctuating the constant squeezing and pulling on her chest, all distracting her from the other serpent wrapping its body around and around her throat.

She only notices it when it moves before her face, the smooth, wide black head staring up into her eyes, tensing before her mouth, flicking its tongue over the sensitive skin of her lips. Her jaw clenches by itself, half in reaction to the flicking tongue, and half to deny the serpent further access. Until the serpent squeezes its body into her neck, cutting off her breathing until her mouth gasps open for air - allowing the serpent's head to shoots inside her mouth. Its body loosens around her neck, allowing her to breath, and to scream at the sensations of it sucking her tongue deep inside its own body, spiralling its own tongue around hers as it continues to suck. Her teeth don't seem to work - though its scaly scin feels so intensely soft against her lips, her biting teeth don't seem to affect it at all.

In time the serpent reluctantly releases her tongue, but only so it can slide its body further into her mouth, then slowly move further out, its silky body sliding past her lips until just the head is inside, the plunging further in again, sliding out and plunging deeper. The sensations of its skin and thrusting body reach her throat, getting further and deeper with every thrust as it fucks her face, deeper every moment, until most of its body is down her throat. Then it just keeps going, its entire length sliding inside her mouth, the end of its tail flicking her lips before it follows the body down her throat to disappear deep inside of her body. She can feel it moving deeper into her, descending into her stomach, going further. But that's the least of her concerns right now.

Her entire body is lifted high overhead. Her arms seem to stay where they are as her body moves, her held hands descending down behind her back as it's lifted higher, until her chest is thrust up by the force pulling her arms down and lifting her body up above the demon. It stares straight up into her sex, the fires of its eyes burning into every fold of her soaked pussy. A drip falls onto the black lips, and in a spiral of pink the long tongue laps it up gleefully, the forked end raising to point up at her waiting sex.

The touch of the two forked tips is like electric fire shooting into her pussy, so intense it feels like her entire abdomen is engulfed in it. The tips slowly run higher up her lips, licking their outside, flicking past the sides of her clit, before descending to lick inside her lips all the way down again, flicking over her opening, toying with it a while, before rising again towards her clit. The tongue moves with amazing dexterity, as it slowly touches the hood of skin that now only barely hides her very swollen clit. Her whole body shakes despite her as the hood is slowly peeled back, the tight wet skin slowly sliding over her clit, seeming to last forever. It ends in a terrible rush then a flood of relieved pressure, as her erect clit slides free to stand in the open air, to feel every unbearable movement of the air brushing against her oversensitive clit.

The tongue strikes, making her whole body explode in spasms and cries as the tongue spiralls tightly around her clit and begins mercilessly squeezing and jerking its supersensitive surface. All the while the runes on her chest burn the brightest red, illuminating the surrounding darkness, burning their binding magic into her body, preventing her from cumming, no matter how much her thrashing body wants to.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

She didn't know how much more she would be able to take the torment before she would truly explode. Her eyes squeezed she as she fought for the control over her body. Swallowing as she trembled in the firm hold. But as one hold was momentarily loosened she still didn't dare look to see what was going on before she felt one of the snakes run along her body. The remaining on taking firm grip on her other breasts Tearing a pained yet pleasurable scream from her as her nerves were set a flamed. Her hear thudding wildly in her chest. to her surprise the venom that filled her breasts triggered the hormone that created milk. Forcing her breasts to start leaking, small trickles escaping with each tormenting squeeze. Whimpering she felt the second snake wrap around her throat.

Her breath released shakily as she pried her eyes open. Her eyes filled with tears as she watched the head of the other snake. Teasing her, trying to hypnotize her. her head jerked away. at the sensitive play on her lips. making her bite onto her lower lip. Her jaw tensing up in denial to the snake. Her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily. It was clear it didn't approve of her fighting him. His body tightening around her throat. Her eyes wide in frantic fear as she squirmed in an almost violate manner in the coils of the Demon lord snake. Her body bucking and squirming as she found to keep her mouth shut and her nose frantically trying to get some air. It was no use as she was nearly fading in and out of consciousness before she gasped out for air. Were the snake took that offering moment to delve into her mouth. to snake his tongue around hers. Drawing it into his mouth, suckling fervently. Drawing whines and cries from her with each play on her sensitive nerves.

She moaned around the snakes body, as it worked itself in and out. His scales were soft to the sensitive flesh of her lips. Each time he would move down further into her mouth. till finally he disappeared into her throat. working his way down till he nestled in the warm acidness of her stomach. Her eyes were wide as though she was staring at a ghost. She may as well have been. "Please s-stop"She let out a small sob.

She release a cry as she was lifted higher. Pleading cries escaping her as she was forced up into the blackness of the room. Every muscle in her arms straining as they were forced to be bulled behind her back, kept taunt as her breasts were thrusted outwards. "Please stop" She sobbed out again, giving a vain attempt to struggle in the grasp of the snake who eyed her sex like some rodent to be feasted on.

The slightest touch of his tongue tore a scream from her lips. Her sex instantly constricting, as she bucked her hips. Her eyes once more squeezing.Her whole body shook as pleasure tore through her like a streak of lightning through her body. Giving a wave of pulsing trembles through her body. Her legs desperately trying to fight of the snakes intruding tongue. pulling against the hold he had on them till every muscle burned hotly. "Gods Nooooooo-oo"She cried out as more was filled to the dam, a dam that begged for be released. Each flick of the tongue made her gasp out, each stroke making her whimper. as the hood of her clit was pain stakingly pulled back her hole body shook, she could of swore she was about to lose it. Her hips twisting, and her body trembling. There was nothing for her to do but to beg him to stop. To beg him for release. As much as she didn't want to admit it. she was about to beg him. to give herself up to the fate she so brought upon herself.

 

[Hapto]

The strangest feeling starts deep inside of her. The snake had now long since plunged all the way inside her and beyond, its body that had seemed impervious to her teeth not taking her stomach acid nor anything else with it as it delved deeper still. She can feel it twisting in her gut, tensing and thrusting deeper inside of her, filling more of her up. The next she feels it's moving in her bowels, feeling like something is fucking her deeply from behind without penetrating her anus, making her hips shake the closer it gets.

The snakes head bursts out of her arse, leaving its body throbbing so deep inside of her, tensing against her tightly stretched anus, feeling more intense as the serpent's body starts to grow wider, stretching her arse out further. By the time its done it feels like an entire arm is thrust all the way inside of her, the pleasure almost splitting her in half every time the serpent breathes. The head starts to move, sliding its body back deeper inside her body, then thrusting out again, slowly and forcefully at first as the thick serpent starts fucking her arse, getting steadily faster.

Her clit spasms her body again, the demon's tongue thrashing and stroking it harder to recapture her attention, tearing her focus between her exploding clit and the thick serpent thrusting faster in and out of her arse, building in pace, getting harder and faster until it's pounding into her from behind, before its wide head curves around and plunges straight into her pussy. Now its fucking her pussy and arse at the same time, thrusting into her pussy as it thrusts out of her arse, into her arse as it thrusts out of her pussy, its body furiously thrusting between both fast and hard, pounding both her sexes as the demon still thrashes over her clit, the other serpent still squeezing and milking her breasts. Deep within her head, the demon's voice sounds: "You still won't come until I allow it. Tell me - do you want it enough to beg?"