She mewled as her hand thrusted back into her pussy. She writhed in pleasure, silently begging him not to stop. She panted and grunted loudly, completely gone with wanting to orgasm. It was coming quickly. Her walls embraced the pumping, disfigured fingers as they made her G-spot harden. She felt a small bit of pressure against her backdoor and screamed as a tendril entered her anus.

"No! Not there! Please!" she cries out, trying to force it out as her poor cunt was abused and made it extremely hard to not give in to his ways.

A smile on his else featureless face appearing, the tickling tentacle slipped into her anus slowly growing, gaining in girth even as it starts trusting motions. "Oh-....blive me, you will enjoy this just as much..." he tells her. "...at first you said no to all of this too...remember?" he smirked. Her body would enjoy it, at least, to many nerv bundles leading from pussy to puckered, starshaped muscle.
Fingers, two of them curling in her pussy, fingers for moments searching that bit of flesh that brought so much pleasure, finaly finding her G-Spot before it would be rubbed furiously, the monster's intentions clear: Push her over the edge, the first time, of many.

She shook her head roughly as pressure built inside her gut, twitsing in a most writhing way as it gained size and began to thr thrust back and forth in her. The pain slowly subsiseded, much to Clair's dismay, as she was having to focus on her cunt being throttle by her own firngers!

She could feel herself ready to cum, and the pleasure never haultered. It was sudden and hard she came, bursting with necatr and cries of ecstacy as she was brought over the edge. Her walls contracted around her curling sifigued fingers as her chest heavied more and more, giving the monster her last squirts of milk. Her mounds were sore, whether being teased or having been milked like a cow, there was no clue to which. She had thrown her head back as a small dribble of drool escaped te side of her lips, still feeling herself being pleasured, even through such high blissful heights.

"Pl=ease...stahaaaap! NNNggg....ooohhh god....." she couldn't hardly speak as her muscles tightened arou her fingers for the last time, before they merely spasmed with small twitches. She couldn't fight what her body craved. Her body still wanted more...maybe she did too. She patned heavily, her hair sprawled on the side of the pool, wetted dowwn to sticking her body like glue.

The sweel growing to the point her body responds with less tensing than with more shivers of pleasure, the tentacles moved in and out of her ass in slow rhythm, fingers trusting with speed in and out of her, creating waves lapping on the pools edge, till her head is thrown back, scream, moan emanting from her lips, whole body seizing, releasing that sweet nextar in the pool. That her body wanted more was apparent, whole frame covered in a blush, light shean of sweat over smooth, silk like skin as she rode out the pleasure.
Her fingers, still in his control stopped, ceased their movement, at last pulling out to raise to her lips, using their half opened state to push into the moist orifice, make her taste herself, though not suffocating her.
"Hmm...another round?" he laughs, tentacles on her breasts retreating, reforming to be hands, the monster now posessing fout that waist no time to explore her body, massage sore titflesh, the other pair stroking the insides of her still quivering thighs while that phalus slowly fucked her ass.

She could only whimper with how weak she had become. Small tears of defeat streaked down her cheeks as her mouth was enclosed around a tendril, from the taste it was just the thing that made her cum. She sucked weakly on it before she stopped. She felt more tentacle expore her body, massaging the oreness out of her breasts pleasently.

She moaned loudly passed the tendril in her mouth, her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her moist folds were investigated further into her, purposely rubbing up and down her tender spot. The soft fucking in her ass would make her grunt every now and again, unsure of how handle a situation with something so close to driving themselves into her gut. But still it doesn't, which was nice.

NNnn NNnn NNnn....aaaaaahhhhhhh....."

She suckled eagerly on the fingers still enclosed by his mass, tonge running around the nubbed texture, caressing, his form slowly retreating till she would found only her fingers licked and pleasured by her pink muscle, even as tears streaked down her cheek. Handsjust caressing softly her thighs, drawing moans from her form.
"You are quite the wanton slut, no?" he accuses, thick digit used to run up and down her slit before it would mold over her clit, sealing with her skin, before it would pull back lightly, gently suckling on it. Her back would start to tickle all over as she was leaning against his frame, his very skin trying t nibble on her s, causing a somewhat strange sensation

His words stung as she oulled her mouth away from his tendril, actually finding success in such and turns her head away in shamefullness. She suddenly shoots her head up and writhes with shokcful pleasure as her clit was suckled. A single spot in the middle was pushed upon and made her jerk with her hips, unable to escape, but not exactly wanting to anyways.

"Do-don't say such things to me...I'm not like that..." she whimpers, quite frankly hurt internally by the term he gave her. There was no arguing with him. One more snappy word and he could easily make her scream with ecstacy. She wanted to keep some pride and sanity with her...whatever little there was.

Her hip buckling against the stimuli to her clit, the tentacle twisting ligfhtly to the left and the right while suckling, idly, as it was the normalest thing, suckling, wraping further down the nub, even under the protective hood.
"Oh, well, what else would you be? Bitch in heat maybe? A pleaure, no fuck toy? One that even enjoys to be used that way?" His words were meant to sting, the worst way possible, but at the same time bring shame and though the shame, the realisation that she in fact was just that at the moment, her body carving his attention, more exitement to her. The tentacle firmly embedded in her anus, slowly pumping in and out of her started to swell before it would deflate a bit, starting to pulse that way, stretch that muscle ring again and again.

She could her heat rise higher, so close. She squealed as her small button was tugged and suckled, her hips involuntarily grinded into the tendril to give herself more pleasure. She was losing herself in this fix of ravaging. She could only give glareful tears to the monster as it silenced her from saying much else. As much as she tried to withold herself, her mind was slowly giving in. Things like why not? Its not going to hurt you, your not going to get pregnant made her struggle less and less until finally she stopped.

But she stopped not only because she may of wanted this, but she was exhausted from having a stiff position for the last eight minutes. Her body was sore, but that too slowly fell away to the blissful carresses and tingles she recived. Try as might, she couldn't hold it any longer. With a loud scream she climaxed once more, necatar spilled and flowed from within her womb. Her arched back made her head fly backwards gently on the pavement, her body became rigid as her cunt involuntarily twitched wildly.

Again, the struggle between mind and body apparent, only more tears spilled showing hre reluctant mind to just enjoy, to just give way into what her body was feeling since long.
The struggle though ceased, body starting to quiver, slowly, buidling to a cresendo, till she goes stiff, rigit, a scream following, her back arching almost painfully.
"So descided to enjoy this maybe anyway?" he asks, casual, as a tentacle plungs into her spasming sex again, the stimuli picking up once more, phali in her ass and cunt, counterrhythm, shafts rubbing against each other through soft tissue. He didn't care if she was stiff, if she was not able to walk for weeks... he had his fun with her and that was all that mattered.

She could be forced to moan and mewl loudly as her abused sex trickled with more nectar, lubricating the tendril into a fine pistoning phase. Her G-spot was undoubtably hit again and again, causing the poor girl to squeal and writhe beneath the monster's grasp. He wasn't being particularly gentle anymore and it seemed to only add to the simulation.

She wanted to to scream to the blob to be more gentle, she wanted to do everything in her power to stop his horrible taunts, but she couldn't. She was just becoming a sex toy overly used and throttled back and forth in both of her holes. Such pressure and small pain in her muscle ring made her whimper, although another orgasm was approaching. She wasn't sure how many more times she could last. Was this thing going to fuck her to death?

When he would stop? He didn't know himself, this fine speciace of female all to much fun, crying out, drolling shamelessly as her body was used for his fun. Maybe he would stop once she passed out? To be fucked to death didn't sound that horrible a death, no?
"Maybe just a last one...before I break my beautiful sex toy..." he grins. Oh this last one he would memorable. The tentacle ramming into her pussy suddenly stoping, kept deep within her, though she would feel a change, the phalus within splitting up into many smaller tendrils that would suckle, softly poke and prod, caress her inner walls, slipping deeper and licking even the entrance to her womb while the other phalus still trusted back and forth into her rump. The pools water slightly deceasing in mass, surfacle lowering slightly, not that she would notice, seeping into his form. She would be in for a surprise....

She yelped in surprise as a difference in the tendril in her pussy changed. Her eyes widen as her cunt was more then handled by many smaller tendril that sucked on her walls. She bucked her hips a single time and arched her back into him, crying out as a tendril had found its home on her tender spot. It was all to overwhelming. She was exhausted of course, the sweat ontop of her chest and forehead were given signs. Still with each stimulation her body found no rest. She shook and spasmed in passion, her moans hoarse w=by her wheezing breaths.

True she did not notice the water descend down, not that she would anyways. her toes curled, even under his control. Her arms were above all usueless at her sides, flexing and jerking with the rest of her body. Her eyes had long glazed over with lust, finally having to give in after such orgasms. They squinted shut, more shivering moans escaping right after as another orgasm came along.

Her cries anew higening to the difference in sensations that he let curse through her, taking glee in the fact she did enjoy it, body bucking wantonly into his tentacles, making him fill her up, either way, the girl not caring anymore just where. Just once more, he thought, one more cry out. He had to admit she had some stamina...

What he could take into his body he could let...reapear, the water vanioshing into his body now coming to play, the monster seen others of his being able to shoot loads of...at times...stuff, into the poor raped, girls, he needing to..improvise at times. The water, still a nice warm temp reapearimng, shotting in little yets into her pussy and womb, massaging her insides...this was a whirl pool after all, letting it squish out of her, the trusting motions never stopping.

(I'm sooo sorry for taking so long to respond >.>)

"NNNggg...aahhhh!!"

Her cunt spasms as water washes into her and fills her up, swishing and flowing within her as her body writhes and wiggles with ecstacy. She had never been so deeply violated, and even by water it seemed impossible. But here she was, her belly already swelled slightly from how much water was inside of her. Drool escapes the sides of her lips as her head is thrown back into another orgasm already. Her walls push the water out some, yet most remains inside.

Her walls contracted hard against his tendrils and makes her squeal by the friction. She was in blissfulness at this point. She spasms and jerks relentlessly to the monster's ministrations, unable to resist what he was forcing her to have. She whimpers, moans, grunts, and groans...she practically did every sound she could as her cunt spasms still.

"Ahh ahh...so-so...good...ahh ahh..."

(Its okay. :3)