Kanoe grits her teeth at the sound of Steel's pondering. She was being mocked, not that she could do anything to stop him. The witch was rather shocked when the demon offered a deal rather than another threat. Ok, maybe it was still a threat but the tone was different, she hopes. Still did not make her situation any better. Sucking a demon's cock, nowhere on her list of things she wanted to do.

The young woman was unable to move at all as her limbs were completely engulfed in the demon's tendrils. She quivers as she was dragged over to kneel before the monster. Kanoe manages to control her breathing despite the slow tease of the tentacle inching in and out of her soaked folds. Her nails scratch at the cave floor in frustration. A promise from a demon? Sounds like a joke to her. But, if she refuses her rear will be torn open by his member. She can't believe she is trying to make this sound even remotely right.

Her breath hisses between her clenched teeth as she leans closer to Steel's phallus. The woman had shut her eyes as she presses her lips to his warm throbbing tip. Kanoe held back a whimper as she proceeds to slide the tip into her mouth. Her tongue slowly circles the needing flesh, taking timid sucks.

Steel grinned at Kanoe when she leaned toward him. And when she began to take his cock into her mouth, he groaned, closing his eyes and leaning back in his seat. "Mmm.... There you go. Just like that...." His member twitched a bit, growing slightly as she attended to it with her lips and tongue.

The tentacle sliding between her lower lips curled inside her, seeking out the most sensitive spots on her inner walls. The demon decided to add something new, as a reward for the witch's being good. Two of the tentacles on her arms uncurled slightly, and the tips slid over her breasts to brush over her nipples. Back and forth, in time with the length inside her, they roughed over the two peaks atop her ample chest.

His praise did not help the woman at all as she responded with a weak whimper. The young witch continues to suckle just at the tip, continuing the same motions with her tongue as it seemed to please the demon. Kanoe did not want to degrade herself further than she needed to. Who was she kidding, she was already nude, bound and sucking a demonic cock...it couldn't get much worse. She remembers how Spectre tried to teach her that witches were sexual beings, existing only to pleasure those of the underworld. Was this why this was happening to her? Hmph, she was certain this demon would have taken any woman on the beach. She was just..unlucky that's all.

"Ahh..Mmph!"

Kanoe's closed eyes flutter as the tip curls up into her tender spot. Muffled moans vibrate through the cock as it the tip slid a little bit deeper into the woman's mouth. Her body began to quiver as two other tips began to roughly rub her hardened nipples over and over. The student could not help but groan as her tits stood up to the attention, her breasts firming up nicely. Half of Steel's phallus was now throbbing inside Kanoe's mouth as her cheeks continue to dimple, sucking slowly. A faint blush takes her as she found her body growing aroused to the tentacles.

The dark demon groaned and lied back against the stone wall of the cave, relaxing and focusing on the pleasures Kanoe was unwillingly giving him. As she sucked slowly on his cock his hips started to buck slightly, gradually pushing his length deeper into her warm mouth. "Ahhh. Yeah, that's it...."

Steel's tentacles continued to play with the witch, and the more she sucked the faster they moved. The friction of the leathery tentacles against her hard nipples increased, and the one in her pussy roamed a little deeper, a little harder, a little faster.... It drew almost all the way out, ground hard against her clit, then slid all the way in again and returned to the rhythm it was setting.

Kanoe lets forth a muffled moan, her voice vibrating along Steel's shaft as it slid deeper. The young woman opens her mouth wider, trying to take it all in without gagging. It disgusted her but, if she did this task it would mean this would be over with less pain. Her nipples were rock hard against the tentacles. Every stroke sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She shuts her eyes tightly. She needed to just focus on getting this foul demon off and be done with it.

The witch sucked harder and deeper on the gently thrusting cock. Her hands grip onto his thighs as she felt the tentacle continue it's thrusts into her being. She shifts her hips as the vile tendril grinds up against her hardening pearl. It quickly throbbed from the attention causing the woman to groan more. She couldn't let this thing finish her off. Kanoe began to suck harder as her hands move up, gently stroking the warm shaft. Her body continues to quiver as she tries to maintain some ounce of control of her heated being.

As determined as Kanoe was to avoid having another orgasm, Steel was just as determined to force her into it. She sucked hard on his cock and it felt great, and the bucking of his hips increased, pushing his member deeper into her mouth and throat. But he held back as much as he could. She wasn't going to get off easy- he was going to finish her off before he let her drink his cum down. His tentacles ground against and inside her body harder and faster, almost to the point of pain.

He was mostly distracted by the pleasure he was giving and recieving, but the demon couldn't resist taunting his captive again. "Damn does that feel good, girl. You really know what you're doing! How many blowjobs have you given out since you came to the island? Or did you learn this at home?"

"Mmph!"

The woman shudders as the hot tip pushes against her throat. Despite the ever growing discomfort, she returns to sucking deeply as she can. Her fingers continue to firmly stroke the beating shaft. The demon was pleased, increasing the speed of the pumping tendrils. His cruel remarks were cheap shots at her pride and ego, knowing very well she could do nothing to shut the thing up. Kanoe gasps around the bucking cock, waves of sensation roll through her being as the tentacle rubs roughly against her soft inner walls.