Slarr had managed to manipulate Tiffany into sex so often, that the busty blonde student couldn't even remember exactly how many times it had been anymore. But this time was... different...

Slarr had a tendency to start out slow... teasing and tormenting her as much as possible... never really losing control until he was close to his own climax. But this time... he was savage and wild... Tiffany could feel how badly he wanted her... and the demonic lust pouring off of him fed her own arousal until it was beyond imagining...

After spending all day between her legs, Slarr was as hot for her as she was for him. His big, ebon-hued cock pounded into the slick, tight heat of her aching sex in deep, hard strokes. It was probably less than a minute before he erupted inside her... her satiny inner walls suddenly filled with that hot, smoky essence. Though it was quick, that was all that Tiffany needed to reach the intense orgasm that Slarr's incessant teasing had set alight within her. The feel of his big cock throbbing in the depths of her tight, wet pussy... the hot spray of his vaporous seed flooding her innermost depths... the fiery release that had been smouldering within her and that her body had been aching for for hours now... was more than enough. The moment she felt Slarr's demonic seed flooding her insides, Tiffany was cumming her brains out... Her back arched and her eyes rolled back in her head... her toes curled and she went suddenly stiff as a board as every muscle in her body tensed up... paralyzed with pleasure. Her inner walls were pulsing around Slarr's rock-hard shaft, clenching and releasing around him in violent spasms of orgasmic ecstasy... her hot, slippery nectar pouring out over his cock and running down her inner thighs in glistening little trails...

Tiffany was normally rather noisy in the throes of orgasm, but this time she was cumming so hard, the muscles in her body tensed up so strongly, that she let out little more than a prolonged groan... as if she was barely able to even breathe...

"HHHUUUUNNNHHHHH! AAAAAHHHHHHHhhhhhnnnn...."

Though quieter than normal, the reactions of her body belied the intensity of her climax. Before Tiffany could even begin to regain her senses, Slarr had thrown her onto her bed and made short work of what was left of her clothing. Now he was back inside her again, his hands mauling her
tits as roughly as his hard cock was plowing her hot, slippery wet sex... his demonic lust apparently not yet sated...

Oh my GOD... he's fucking me soooo HARD... he's never been like this with me before... oh God... it's SO fucking HOT...

Something about the savage way that Slarr was taking her was driving Tiffany absolutely out her mind with lust for her impish mentor. When he turned the stinger on his tail into another cock and pushed it into her mouth, Tiffany eagerly sucked on it hard as it began to thrust in and out... matching the vicious tempo of the one between her legs. She wasn't sure if Slarr felt the same sensations in this "phantom" cock as he did in his "normal" one... but it was fucking her mouth with the same out of control urgency as the one fucking her pussy and Tiffany did her best to please this newcomer, closing her lips around it and moaning... making it vibrate inside the wet heat of her mouth as it plunged in and out... the swollen head slamming against the back of her throat again and again and again...

"Mmmhhh! Mmmhhh! Mmmhhh! Mmmhhh!"

The Belzar was frantic in more than his usual way. Slarr wasn't known for his restraint at the best of time. Today he had pushed himself to his limit, partially because he could feed that sadistic side. Through denying Tiffany that well needed release, while frustrating his own needs in the process, sparked a devilish delight within him.

He was unable to deny his needs any longer. Instead of additional delays he took her right there. Only delayed briefly by that outburst she was even unaware of. After all those in his lie of work heard all manners of insults and empty threats. Only those with the thinnest of skin would be affected. More often than not it was those looking to have an excuse for their sadistic side. Not that an excuse was necessary. He supposed if the student could actual see that there were benefits to giving in did this make much sense to him. Caught up in the struggles they had with themselves for reaching such a state.

Slarr was into instant gratification most of the time. Still, corruption and denial of instant gratification did have its place from time to time. Such as today. Whether up against the wall or now on the bed. His need was fulfilled as he plundered those depths urgently.

As if he were a starving man seated before a feast he dug in. His thrusts rapidly filling her. Quenching that hunger even as he plugged those cries with his now cock shaped tail. The sensations he felt had not been the same. He could reshape portions of himself but they retained the same sort of sensitivity or lack thereof in the case of the transformed stinger. The exception to this was that he could shift his body parts around so he could move the location of that cock that was in paradise.

Tight warm heat enveloped him as he filled those two holes. In such a dominate role, he came almost as fast as he had when he had her pinned to the wall. Strange sensations of smoke poured down her throat, reversed direction then combined with Slarr once more.

Down below he filled her in the same fashion. Filling her only to recall that essence. His unusual body contained no water, just smoke shaped to his will. Compact enough to feel solid most of the time.

Slarr extracted his cock-tail from her lips. Hands compressing those breasts while fingers danced over those erect nipples. Brief periods of collecting himself followed the re-absorption of his essence only for him to come at her just as fast if not faster. His hands becoming a warm blur as they fondled her. His touch snaking over her sides. Latching over her hips only to draw her up into a sitting position to take her in a different position, one that allowed for him to feasts on those breasts. His thrusts slowing down given the position as that spire of meat filled her.

On hand left her hip, soon smacking her on the ass. Rubbing that spot for a moment Slarr then moved his hand along the center of her ass. Tiffany would soon feel a tongue stretching out from a mouth he formed on his palm. That tongue swirling around her ass, tasting and teasing her there. Priming her body even as he continued to fill her adding to both their pleasures.

“Looks as if someone will be skipping practice today ...” filling her at the same time with a hard, deep thrust, Slarr held himself there within her core as he gave her a smirk.

Slarr was like a wild animal, violently rutting with Tiffany like some savage beast. The demonic lust radiating from him fed Tiffany's own primal urges and she couldn't help but be swept away... mind, body and soul... by the torrent of hellish ecstasy flooding through her. Tiffany gave in to it completely... not as if she really had a choice... surrendering her body to Slarr's every sexual whim.

Part of her realized that Slarr was using her... caught up in his own selfish desires, Tiffany was little more to him at that moment than a hot, wet hole to shove his cock into... but somehow, that only excited her even more.

The speed and intensity of their coupling rapidly brought Slarr to another climax, almost as quickly as the first had come as he had drove into her up against the wall. A hot spray of his demonic seed filled her insides before reversing direction to rejoin with its host. Tiffany was surprised to feel his reshaped stinger erupt in her mouth at the same time, that vaporous essence also reversing direction as it rejoined Slarr's body even as she tried to reflexively swallow it.

Even now, Slarr wasn't finished. There was only the briefest slowing of his movements as he recalled his smoky essence back to his body. He withdrew the stinger from her mouth as his hands continued to savagely maul her breasts, his taloned fingers brushing rapidly back and forth across her stiff, rock-hard nipples. Tiffany cried out at the sensations overwhelming her, very close to her own orgasm now...

"AHH! AHH! AHH! Omigod... yeah, yeah, yeah... OHH! Oh... FUCK!!!"

Slarr's hands slid off Tiffany's breasts and down onto her hips as he pulled her up into a sitting position, the student's legs straddling his lap. Even after cumming deep inside the moaning, writhing blonde twice in quick succession, his need had not abated much. His mouth replaced his hands on her breasts, sucking those heaving, heavy orbs deep into his mouth one at a time, his long, serpentine tongue replacing the skillful fingers dancing across her painfully swollen, erect nipples. Tiffany rolled her hips back and forth, grinding into him hard, bouncing up and down a little as she enthusiastically rode Slarr's thick, ebony-skinned cock toward her own earth-shattering orgasm.

"OHH! OHH! HHAAAHHH!"

Slarr slapped Tiffany's ass, prompting her to bounce even harder and faster on his lap, a steady trickle of her slippery love-nectar drenching his cock as the slick, tight heat of her nearly molten sex slid up and down the rigid length of his rock-hard shaft. Suddenly, Tiffany felt the phantom tongue Slarr had formed in his palm writhing and wriggling against the tiny forbidden entrance of her tight little ass. Pulling down on one hip, Slarr drove his massive cock deep inside her, the swollen head bottoming out as it pushed hard against her cervix and held himself there... that phantom tongue still wriggling against her ass as he smirked at her and said...

"Looks as if someone will be skipping practice today..."

Though it had nothing to do with what he said and more to do with the feeling of Slarr's huge black cock buried to the hilt deep inside her slippery wet sex, no sooner had the words left his mouth than Tiffany exploded into a violent, shuddering orgasm, her hands gripping his shoulders and her nails digging into his skin almost painfully as her inner walls clenched and released in spasms of helpless pleasure around his cock, a flood of her hot, slick juices running out from between her legs and pouring over Slarr's thighs.

"HAAHH! HAAHH! HAAHH! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNN!!!"

Her climax was NOT quiet this time. Tiffany practically screamed in orgasm, her entire body convulsing as though she were being electrocuted, shuddering and shaking as she came hard on Slarr's big, throbbing cock...

He was ridden hard and fast. Those muscles swarming around him. Her channel a wall of heat even more so than her skin. Such a furnace did not bother him in the least. In part he had wondered if this heat radiated out of her, cooling on the surface. It was probably her doing, her need, that generated this inner energy. Rage. Lust. Perhaps strong emotions, how they were unlocked had been no concern of his in that moment.

It would be impossible for either of them to say that they had not been lost in that moment. Going at each other in such a fashion that nothing else mattered. Bliss didn't give justice to the word.

Slarr was drowning in the pleasure. While they may have calmed down for the moment neither disengaged from the other. Those lemon yellow eyes peeking up at her as he devoured her breast. From sucks to the occasional nibble of those needle-like teeth against her nipple of the flick of his tongue against that nub.

One hand rested upon her hip rubbing it. He applied enough force to keep her from completely disengaging calling her back down if she attempted to rise too far. Pulling her back down to the base of his aching shaft. All the while the tongue behind her worked around her anus then atop it. Licks infused with a little warmth that he supplied. After what seemed an eternity but most have only been a few minutes did that tongue advance.

A narrow tip easing inside her, contrary to the actions up to this point. It moved and licked her as it advanced. That tongue becoming wider as it did so. It was not as stiff as a finger or his member having some give like a sponge allowing her to collapse around him easier.

At the same time as this advance he began thrusting up inside her. Whatever hastened him before had been gone. Each thrust causing their bodies to lift up off the mattress. Only for him to repeat the process again once his ass settled back down. These thrusts were full, deep thrusts. At the same time they were slow. Each blister second a shear delight as he experienced that pleasant warmth massaging him so well that it felt as if tiny hands were working over him.

Partaking in this heavenly delight. Devil and angel joining together in this long passionate moment.

Sound proof rooms were definitely a treat here at Shokushu. But even the threat of being disturbed wouldn't have mattered in those long moments. Slarr definitely got what he had wanted. The alien book, her training, everything forgotten for now as they wreathed together.

Eye to eye, tongues entwining. He filled all her wholes with thee capture of her tongue. His working against her as her body bobbed up and down that incredibly hard member. His tail got into the action as it slithered against a leg, grazed a breast, wrapped around one and squeezed.

That slow tempo transforming once she was use to him filling her other holes. Quickening though still slower than before. Unwilling to hurt her much though certainly making her ache in the after glow of this joining.

“Mm. So good Tiff.” His words requiring him to disengage from those full lips. She could feel the tremble within that staff. The beginning of the end. Despite attempting to hold out, to slow the pace a bit, switching the angel of his approach.

The idea of a test hits him. Though he is a bit reluctant he does sport a grin. A combination of his devilish thought with the feel of those movements sported the sheer delight going through him as he began to channel heat to his index finger. A tingling warmth pressed against her hip as that digit kept repeating the same pattern. A small shape or symbol, no bigger than a small coin. His finger growing warmer each time he finished the pattern.

“Well maybe a little practice. You cannot negate my flames but I wonder … can you suppress it in the spot I am touching?” He had no intention of creating flame, though his touch would grow hotter. He watched her eyes carefully for any winces or discomfort.

Could she keep from being burned he wondered. Or would she manage to insult herself from his scalding touch? If not he could brand her though that was unlikely unless she masked her pain remarkably well or encouraged him on in attempts to explore her powers even more.

The magnitude of Tiffany's orgasm had been nothing short of reality altering. Despite the fact that she was aware of the way Slarr constantly and consistently manipulated her, using her for his own selfish carnal desires, it didn't seem all that important anymore. Every time he forced her to climax, it seemed more and more intense, more and more powerful, and part of her was starting to actually like it. Even at night, her dreams were often plagued by images and phantom sensations of Slarr's long, prehensile tongue writhing between her legs... lashing against her wet, aching sex and wriggling its way inside her. She had woken up panting and moaning and wet on countless occasions when these thoughts invaded her sleeping mind.

And Slarr had an intuitive knack for finding and targeting her weaknesses. For instance, Tiffany liked being on top during sex. It let her control the pace and depth and angle of penetration, allowing her to adjust for maximum pleasure. And her breasts had ALWAYS been a sexual weakness of hers, especially her nipples, those tiny, responsive nubs seemingly connected directly to her clit. Playing with her breasts had always been a sure-fire way to get the blonde student excited. And of course, there was also the fact that something the book had done to her had made her obsessed with Slarr's tongue...

And right now, Slarr was using all these things against her... Holding her on his lap, pulling her back down onto his cock hard and deep if she lifted her hips too high. First his mouth, then his tail engulfing and twining around her breasts, sucking and nipping and squeezing so exquisitely. His snake-like tongue slipping into her mouth, coiling around her own as she sucked on it...

As far as the artificial tongue pressing into the crushing tightness of her ass went, Tiffany had always thought of anal sex with some disdain. She was raised in a wealthy home where some amount of effort went into teaching manners and etiquette... there were things that proper young ladies just didn't do. She had always thought of anal as "dirty" and girls who engaged in it as low-class sluts. But Slarr was patient and slow and methodical in his penetration of her there. That tongue swirled and licked all around her entrance first, warm and wet and soft, before actually moving over and against that sensitive spot, pleasantly stimulating her nerve endings until her body began to gradually crave the sensation... that tight little ring of muscle clenching and relaxing in a rythmic pattern... but relaxing more and more as that serpentine length began to press forward, accepting the intrusion... opening up for that slim, tapered tip as it pushed its way slowly deeper and deeper inside her, growing thicker and thicker as it wriggled its way forward, eventually beginning to move in and out in a slow, writhing, thrusting motion.

At the same time, Slarr began to thrust his hips upward in deep, hard strokes that lifted them both off the matress. Tiffany could feel how hard his cock was... pulsing and throbbing inside her... and his pleasure somehow reflected back to her, amplifying her own pleasure and driving her arousal to a supernatural level.

She wanted him to cum... she wanted him to cum inside her. And she wanted to make him cum as hard as he had made her cum. She wanted to make him howl in hellish ecstasy as his demonic seed flooded her insides in a hot explosion of bliss like an erupting volcano. When he actually told her how good it felt, she rocked her hips and bounced on his cock faster and harder. Her inner walls opened around him, letting his straining shaft slide deep into the slick, wet heat of her slippery channel, then clenched down around him, squeezing him and pulling at him as if her tight wet sex were an extremely deep mouth, sucking hard on the entire length of his rock-hard cock all at once.

But their lust-induced interlude was interrupted by Slarr suddenly grinning at her and saying, "Well, maybe a little practice..."

When he asked if she could supress his flames in the spot he was touching, she didn't quite understand what he meant.

"What are you talking about? You mean... the way you're making your fingertip warmer? It kind of tickles... is that what you mean by practice? You're trying to distract me again by tickling me? It's not going to work. I can feel how fucking hard you are right now... I know you're close... oh God... I am too... you feel so good inside me right now... go ahead and tickle me if you want. But I want you to cum inside me... oh God... please, Slarr... give it to me... I want it... I want you to cum inside me... c'mon... make me cum all over that big fucking cock again... cum inside me... cum for me..."

If Tiffany was experiencing any pain from the heat of Slarr's touch, she showed no outward signs of it. Either she was actually able to subconsciously supress the heat at the point of contact with her own skin or she was simply too distracted by the massive orgasm building up inside her to notice the pain. Possibly, a little bit of both. Glancing down, Slarr could see that whether she could feel it or not, Tiffany's skin had reddened noticeably beneath the spot he was touching on her hip...

Slarr typically used anal to punish and not to please. The sadist beast torturing those students that required a bit more discipline when diplomacy failed. However, there were many firsts and many times that he experimented. His meager powers had been developed to something modest through trial and error. Far from one of the heavy hitters, at least for now, Slarr found that his talents served him well here on this world.

Unlikely that a student could rival his power. With the inhibitors there was little chance. If he were more focused people wouldn't even have a chanced to elude him. Many times had he been driven off from a delectable morsel but not lately. A few choice alliances and knowing which beings could be bargained with and which could not served him well. He came to learn the habits of the others and this gave him an edge. When one was among the weakest one tended to lean into their strengths.

The students had been unaware more or less. Save for the few that witnessed him being driven off. Fucking Aegir.

But none of that had been on his mind at present. A whole ocean of pleasure writhed above him. And damn she was getting even tighter. Into this as much as he was as she rode him hard.

The clap of his hand against her backside mixed with those other sounds as that tongue dipped into her. Still it contrast those thrusts that lifted her up from below. The clap slow but firm seeing that now he had to slap her back down on that rod given the task o lazily drawing against her.

Tiff didn't comprehend her instructs. Nor had he explained them as he was caught up in the moment himself. Her words edging him closer, keenly throbbing inside her Slarr struggled to hold off, to tease her just a bit longer. But it was a loosing effort.

He nary had time to judge the effectiveness of his work. Tiffany didn't seem bothered by it and there was barely more then a pinkish area beneath his touch before he ceased his efforts. She got her wish hearing him erupt. A roar followed as he filled her up with that smokey essence. A small portion of himself detached in that moment filling her passage. Not all o it being recalled this time. That smoke feeling like a combination o gas and liquid. It rolled effortlessly against those clenching muscles.

Beneath her Slarr stilled. Lips consuming her own. His tongue dancing along hers for a long moment. Just as she questioned if he needed to breath or simple generated a mouth elsewhere on his body he disengaged from that kiss allowing her to breath.

Remaining firmly lodged within her but not moving outside of that throbbing member and roaming hand along her hip. Upward his hand went until it roamed over a breast, squeezing against it. Pinching his thumb and forefinger over her nipple he lightly rolled it between them.

Eyes glanced to the skin briefly. Inspecting the work there. Far from a brand, he barely got started before exploding in that body that danced above him. The tongue in her ass slowly drew back. Licking against and around her anus again as they remained in that position for the moment.

“I have a treat for you. I don't know if it will work but ...” Slarr trailed off. Learning as much as he was teaching was something he did not expect. However, there was no denying that he was enjoying himself.

“Lucky for you Birch wasn't in attendance or all this.” He gestured to the destroyed room knowing all to well that it would be repaired overnight like all things on the island.