He snarled in annoyance as the table leg broke ineffectively against his shoulder. "That was a stupid move. You can't hurt me, and it's not going to be any easier for you if I get mad." As if for emphasis, all four of his hands simultaneously squeezed, causing brief stabs of pain to shoot through her breasts and buttocks. "Now, are you going to keep making this harder for you than it has to be?"

Diana shouted in pain as her body was squeezed by the powerful demon. Clearly nothing would get her out of this situation. But she couldn't just give in to the monster. Although she stopped struggling as much as before, she still did her best to keep her thighs as close together as possible and her body as far away as possible from the creature. She didn't want to give in to this thing, but what else could she do? Shout for help? She'd just send them into this demon's clutches. Slowly she became more submissive, the sounds of arousal escaping from her lips more frequently now.

"That's better," he said as her struggles lessened, his voice clearly less angry but still a menacing growl. He pressed her breasts together. "Here's a reward for being a good girl." With that comment, Diana felt a tentacle run up her body, starting at her waist and continuing until the tip pushed between her mammaries and began to slide up and down. Between its actions and the shape of the tip, there was no doubt what the organ's purpose was.

Diana leaned her head away from the thing fucking her tits, not wanting to partake in any more pleasuring of the thing then she already was. She could feel it slide through her cleavage, it's shape swallowed up by her tit flesh. The milky skin glistened in the moonlight as it slowly began to take on a reddish hue. Some reward. She bit back the retort and just nodded her head submissively. Fighting would do her no good, she had decided. Clearly, her will had been broken. But this time it wasn't due to the creature's sexual assaults. It was due to the pure, brute strength of this thing, leaving the young school girl cowed.

The tentacle continued to thrust between the helpless girl's tits, its speed gradually increasing as it did so. The monster's breath grew faster and heavier as its state of arousal increased until, after a few minutes, the tip poked up from between the orbs and shot its load over her face and chest. The tentacle then withdrew, but the creature maintained his hold on the girl.

Diana's eyes couldn't help but look down at the tentacle thrusting her cleavage. Although if someone asked her at any other time, she would of called it disgusting and disgraceful. But right now it aroused her and she hated herself for it. She didn't want to give in to the thing, but she knew that she had no choice. Diana closed her eyes when she felt the thing flinch in her cleavage and suddenly warm semen covered her face and cleavage. She moved her hand up and wiped away a little bit of the hot cum off of her eye. She opened up her eyes and looked at the monster, a look of defeat on her face. The little member sloshed slightly as it slid away from her now semen-covered cleavage.

Her respite, such as it was, was short lived. After a minute or so, the tentacle, or one just like it, reared up in front of her face and attempted to push between her lips. One of the hands on her ass, meanwhile, shifted slightly so that one finger could rub her crotch through her panties.

Diana closed her lips defiantly, trying to avoid the tentacle from approaching the insides of her young mouth. But as fate would have it, the monster's defiling finger shifted positions over her sensitive naval. Diana gasped involuntarily when she felt his finger caress her through the thin fabric of her undergarments. The tentacle took advantage of this and thrust her mouth, its long length sliding into her mouth slowly at first, as if testing how much of it she could take in.

Diana's hands shot up and tried to pull on the tentacle, but its smooth surface would not budge. Instead, to her dismay, she merely aroused it more. Once it was nearly 10" into her mouth, Diana felt herself start to gag. But before she could, the thing removed it's head and started to pull back. All the while Diana closed her eyes in her struggle, the sight of the tentacle not doing her already stressed mind any good. Before the creature parted ways with her lips, it started to thrust her mouth again. The thing continued to fuck her mouth, Diana's tongue involuntarily rubbing the bottom of its length. Muffled groans and moans of dismay left the blond's stuffed mouth.

Her efforts to resist merely served to arouse the creature more. As the tentacle thrust back and forth in her mouth, he laughed cruelly. "No need to rush things, girl. I plan to keep this up all night, and I wouldn't want you to tire out early."

Through her panties, Diana felt the tip of his hard cock press against her vagina, as if emphasizing that he could keep going as long as he claimed.

Muffled noises left the blond's mouth. Whether they were curses, moans, gasps or just pleads for safety, no one but Diana knew. She could hear his mean laughter, the sound like that of sand pouring onto more sand. She could feel the tendril fucking her mouth slowly thrust harder, farther and faster into her mouth, until it's head very occasionally touched her throat.

Diana's back arched, as if she was trying to escape the phallus so near to her naval. She had no intention of allowing this thing to fuck her, but what could she do? The monster was enormous, in every sense of the word, and so was his cock, she had to admit. Fitting, she mused to herself.

The tentacle in her mouth quivered, releasing a few drops of precum. As if attempting to delay the inevitable, it slowed down its thrusts. "Better get you ready for the next part," the demon growled as he tore off her panties. One finger began rubbing her slit, its tip insinuating itself between her nether lips.

Diana whimpered softly as she felt the bitter taste of seminal fluid trickle down her throat. Her tongue unerringly rubbed against the assertive phallus, of no will of her own. Diana's skin tingled as she felt her underwear being slid along her smooth thighs. A tremor of fear ran up her spine as the monster's finger pushed itself across her cunt. A gasp of terror slipped past her unprotected lips. She closed her eyes, a feeble attempt at perhaps hoping that this was merely a dream, nothing more. But that hope was shattered as soon as she felt the creature's finger dip into her nether lips. A vibration ran up the phallus within her mouth when she unwillingly moaned.

As the girl moaned, the monster could hold back no longer. With a final thrust, the tentacle in her mouth released its load, the demonic cum quickly filling her mouth and dribbling out of its corners.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you? As much as you pretend otherwise, you want this." The tip of his cock pressed against her sex, threatening to violate her but not doing so yet.

Her eye brows furrowed and she attempted at speaking, a muffled noise gurgling from her throat. Her eyes softened in surrender and she swallowed the warm semen in her mouth. She felt like a child being spoon fed. After finally ridding her mouth of the demonic cum, she felt it run down her throat. Looking up, a pleading look on her face, Diana gazed up at the demon's face.

A soft blush shone on her face when he spoke for her, making an assumption that, despite how much she wished it weren't so, was mostly true. She could feel her nether regions warm and slowly begin moisturizing. Diana hated this, with a burning passion that could be met by few other things. Her body was being exploited, her mind seduced by the promises of pleasure. But what could the blond do about this? She was weak, powerless and hardly in a position to barter. She let out a muffled noise around the phallus still pushed into her lips.

As the girl got wetter, a nasty grin crossed his lips, his eyes flashing maliciously in the moonlight. "Yes, you're just about ready for it." The tentacle withdrew from her mouth as he slowly lowered her onto his cock.