As Daphnee moved in the familiar dance of her orgasm, Vexces matched her movements perfectly. As she writhed in the heights of her passion, the alien manipulated her every sensitive place to gently elongate that state for as long as humanly possible. Her body was an instrument, and he was playing her like a master musician.

His hands cupped her firm breasts as her gasps for air pushed the full mounds up into his palms. Fingers captured the teen’s sensitive, pink nipples and tugged urgently at her perky tips. The two lower hands ran smooth circuits up and down the sides of the girl’s stomach.

Vexces’ lips pressed soft, sucking kisses to his captive’s moistened petals. His tongue remained trapped deep inside of her twitching passage. It was soaked with the wave of mixed sex fluids that the girl released upon her orgasm. She tasted divine down there, better than any wine. He drank her essence, and swirled his tongue within her tight sheath as soon as her grip on him faltered.

The beep of Daphnee’s watch had nearly been lost in the chaos of the moment, but Vex had heard it clearly. It was now midnight of the first day. She’d lasted fully half of her sentence thus far, and had made an impressive show of it.

When the girl was utterly spent, the monster retrieved his tongue. He slowly kissed his way back up her body. This time he took a lengthy pause at her left nipple, where he slowly but powerfully suckled at the turgid bud. All four of his hands, and the entire assembly of his tentacles, were in constant motion as he touched the girl’s body all over.

The beep signaled the end of he first day, she had never been taken longer than a day though during such times she had not been allowed to rest either so it all evened out in the end. Or should have. He was just an intense instrument knowing how to play her body to maximum effect. He had enough time to study her, to push and pod o see what she took o and what she did not.

When there was no pain involved he seemed to get greater responses from her, that she would actually get into matters more than just lay back and suffer through another tormenting experience.

Braking away from the sheath of her body, juices collected all over that tongue he shared some with her as he crept back up her delighted body. Her back arching again at the feel of so many hands and tentacles about her.

The nipples he halted at were tight and hard against her chest. Hard peaks against her, green hazy eyes watched him from below in that moment. She gasped out as he continued that mouth sealing over her breast.

“OH YES!”

Vexces continued to suckle hard at the nipple he held captive within his lips. He switched off between using his tongue and his pointed teeth to tease the tiny, helpless nub. Black eyes stared up hungrily into Daphnee’s soft, green stare. He studied her beautiful features as he remained firmly attached to the peak of her breast.

While his limbs petted the female all over, one hand in particular set out with a specific mission in mind. Fingers traced slowly down the center of the teen’s belly. Vexces’ eyes narrowed with mischief as the hand cupped the girl’s sex, and thrust a single finger deep into her pussy. As the digit began to stroke steadily within those tight, feminine folds, another finger rubbed expertly at the girl’s clit.

Her eyes had been glazy given the pleasure that washed over her senses as he continued to work over her nipple as he teased her. Approving moans spilled from he lips as she found that he was not threw. With so many limbs and tentacles it was hard to keep track, her mind registering the stimulation that had been feed to it, her's keenly aware pf the hand that set itself down against her abdomen.

Slowly it teased down her body, she given rise to a shout of bliss as her sex was cupped and she found herself impaled on that digit which she quickly saturated with the moisture of her body.

Squirming she danced in pleasure for him, her green eyes closing upon feeling the finger sweeping over he clit sending shock waves through the gathered bundle of nerves.

“G-Going to c-cum!” she manages a shaky warning as to how close she was already feeling, at her imminent collapse yet again ...

With a wet pop, Vexces released Daphnee’s nipple from captivity. He raised his head in order to watch his lovely victim squirm beneath him. The alien watched intently, silently, as the girl below writhed in building ecstasy. His dark gaze traveled slowly up her pale figure as he attempted to memorize every liquid motion of that perfect, naked body.

Large, inhuman hands grasped the young woman’s full, firm breasts. His palms filled with her soft, warm flesh as he gently massaged the gorgeous shape of her chest. The monster rubbed his thumbs in little circles over either of those hard, pink nipples.

Countless tentacles moved all over the girl’s frame. They swarmed the female’s body from every angle. Everywhere their lengths stroked and petted her smooth skin.

It was in her lap, however, that this girl’s attention would ultimately be most focused upon. There, his fingers moved at an intense pace of simultaneous stimulation. The relentless rhythm seemed to synch with every other touch upon the teen’s body in order to create a symphony of pleasure that rushed over her like a force of nature.

A crescendo of cries left her lips as she danced for him. Sensitive breast the subject of attack of hi hands and finger as her nipple were targeted leaving the girl a gaping mess below. Tentacles had been upon her everywhere but the biggest sensation had been the press of that finger inside her tight wet body that shuddered beneath him.

Each stroke of her clit sending violent shivers throughout her body. “UH! YES! OH YES!” She cried out as that bliss steadily built until her body was clenching about that plunging digit as he tried to entrap it there.

With a stiff cry he felt the gush of her own juice sweep around him as he back deepened into an arch for a few seconds hen dropped back against those wised and messy black sheets as she panted their beneath hi larger form.

“JUST … A … SECOND ...” She struggled out, her body jolting given the mini orgasm she had been experiencing at the time like after shocks to an earthquake.

Vexces let a sly smile cross his lips as he watched his prey-girl reach complete ecstasy. As before, the girl’s sex clamped down tight on the alien digit deep inside of her. She was a wonder to behold. Vexces’ black eyes took in this avatar of erotism in all her sensual glory. The ways that she moved, and the noises that she made, stoked the fires of the alien’s lust anew.

His fingers worked over the female’s body with gentle, but insistent ministrations as he milked her orgasm for as long as she could stand it. Through her gasps, pants and moans the girl managed to beg for a break. Without a word the monster complied and withdrew his mischievous hands from her erogenous zones. His tentacles were also forced to retreat so that his captive had no distractions while she shook and spasmed in the aftershocks of her intense ordeal.

The massive alien laid himself on his side next to the girl as she recovered. His gaze simply watched her, his mouth silent and his limbs obediently withdrawn from her every luscious curve. He gave her all the time she needed until she was ready for one more round, or for her to request some rest for the evening.

“Oh wow ...” she panted, hands and tentacles leaving her for the time being in the after glow of her arousal. He core clamping over nothing but acting on impulse as she drew up much needed air.

Bringing her wrist up she was going to reset her alarm but he concentration wavered, it was hard to see in such a thunderous climax and so her arm just weakly dropped to her side and remained their as she panted.

This was his time so she wouldn't ask for a break even if she were in dire need. A rest to catch her breath was one thing, a break, she let him determine those. So much about her earlier shower, she was feeling sticky all over again and knew that she would need another.

Rolling to her side she looks a him, a hand resting on his chest the other snaking down to grasp that alien member and stroking her fingers up and down it as her hand spiraled about him and her thumb caressed the tip.

“OK … ready ...”

Vexces also noticed just how dirty he’d made his captive once again. That didn’t take very long. Still, it was to be expected. For Daphnee to stay clean meant that he’d have to keep his hands off of her for a time, and that just didn’t quite turn out as planned.

The alien smiled predatorily as the beautiful female turned on her side to face him directly. He grunted at the unexpected touch to his masculinity. As those delicate fingers caressed his sensitive lance, he groaned deeply in appreciation. The member noticeably hardened to full mast under the gentle, feminine touch. The tendrils sprouting from the tip of his penis snared the girl’s thumb as it moved over the cap. They hugged the pale digit, and stroked affectionately over its slender length.

“Good girl,” he couldn’t help but admire her stamina, “This time use just your hands.”

“As you wish,” she answers him as her thumb is seized making it a bit tougher to caress that tip but she managed. Her fingers caressed just the top portions of that shaft now as she sits up to get a better handle on matters here as she rubs against that shaft using her second hand to twist and curl over his lower shaft.

Her eyes cast down at that member watching what she was doing. Her top hand tracing against him slowly while the bottom, unhindered by the tendrils moved quicker.

“How's that?” She asked as she gazed at the features of his face to gauge just how she was doing. Her fingers tightened against him a little as she asked applying a bit more pressure to him as her hands glided against him.

As Daphnee sat up right, Vexces moved so that he laid flat on his back rather than on his side in order to better accommodate that angle. For a short time, the alien just waited and watched to see how the girl would fair on her own. He crossed the fingers of his two upper hands behind his head, and laced the bottom two sets across his chest while he calmly observed his captive’s hands at work.

He groaned as those delicate, feminine hands began to stroke his hard shaft in unison. His breathing deepened as his arousal bloomed in full, and he turned his dark gaze on his captive’s body. He reached for her using his array of tentacles. The serpentine lengths wrapped themselves about the girl’s upper legs and lower torso, then dragged her body so that she was saddled up just next to his hips.

“Mmm, that’s near perfect, my dear. You’re a natural. Try to utilize your palms more than your fingers. The more friction you create, the better it’s going to feel on me,” he gently instructed her as he matched her gaze. His face, while different from that of a human’s, had worn a passionate expression more than once during the girl’s time down in this pit. It would not be too difficult to discern that he was feeling very genuine pleasure from her work. If that was not evidence enough, she may notice that his phallus had become as stiff as stone under her delicious touch.

She noticed of course though she nodded at his advice and pulled her hands free of him where she licked the palms on each before applying them back to him so that there wouldn't be any chaffing as her hands took to his advice as they danced over the rock hard member that had been lodged inside her not too long ago.

Daphnee curled her hands about him, that tip felt the strangest with those tendrils though her thumb went back to rubbing the tip back and forth as her palms and fingers worked over that stiffness.

Green eyes watched what she was doing as she got more than a breather as she continued applying her touch over him. “Like this?”

Vexces purred his pleasure as the human girl moved her moistened hands along his rigid length. Daphnee had the right idea. Her smooth, wet grip felt terrific upon his sensitive flesh. Dark, alien eyes watched the girl bent over his lap, her hands hard at work pumping and twisting.

“That is perfect, my dear,” he replied to her query softly, “Just keep that up for a time.”

He was then quiet for a long while as he let his captive work away at the tower of his masculinity. His unblinking stare drifted between the shape of the female’s body, and the work she was performing on him. The only noises he made were grunts and purrs from deep in his inhuman throat as he basked in the situation he now found himself in.

It was not so much the pleasure of her direct contact upon his flesh, but more of a rush of satisfaction over her willingness to do such a thing without force. He was still amazed that a little control on his own part could bring such treasures such as her hand jobs, blow jobs and those exquisite female orgasms. However, as quite a bit of time passed, the monster realized that he would not derive enough stimulation from this to reach orgasm in a manner that he desired.

Finally, he broke his silence, “That’s enough. Now mount it, but slowly.”

She was amazing in that aspect having been hurt too much on her time here on the island she had realized that compliance was the best thing not that she often had been given the choice in a gentler time of the matter often being forced to endure those sick and twisted pleasures of her current tormentor.

Though when given free reign such as this she had tried to out do herself, to make it a beneficial choice to allow her some freedom at least …

Thus she went to work diligently, silently, obeying his command to use just her hands and for a time it seemed to be going well. He seemed content and she was able to draw a well needed rest too. By the time he broke his silence at last he nodded in acknowledgment slinging one leg over him, hands now on his chest smoothing over it before reaching back and guiding him forth to the heated entrance of her body.
Feeling those strange tendril on the tip of his shaft she guided him into her body easing down a if lowering herself into a hot tub until he was fully embedded inside her where she halted before drawing herself slowly up, hands still pressed to his chest before she worked back down him, her passage tightly enveloped around him as she began a slow dance against him.

Vexces watched with silent approval as his lovely human captive mounted him without pause or question. The touch of her small, delicate hands upon his chest was a warm and welcome precursor to the sensation of those feminine petals as they enveloped his aching hardness once more. His groan of pleasure stirred up from deep within his alien body as he reached out with his lower pair of arms towards the pale beauty on his lap.

Inhuman fingers alighted upon the girl’s slender ankles. Slowly, the touch moved along the gentle curve of her pale calves. The fingers continued to ascend as they stroked along soft, creamy thighs and further up and over the magnificent, sensual flare of those feminine hips. They finally stopped to powerfully grip the girl’s waist in a gentle pincer.

As the alien held his captive pinned in place, his upper arms pulled him back until he could lean against the bed’s headboard. Then he reached for her with his upper arms while the lower pair kept the girl firmly in position. This second set of fingers drew gently along Daphnee’s pale cheeks. The left hand moved past her face to stroke through the silky length of her purple hair, while the right hand moved down to cup the girl’s chin. With his thumb, Vexces traced the shape of the girl’s pouty lips slowly.

The hands then moved together down the soft, slender length of the young woman’s neck. His fingers could feel the heat from her veins, and he had to resist the urge to bring his lips to her throat and claim her like a feral predator. There was no need to reinforce his dominance here. The human girl was being fully submissive towards him already. She was his prey in this place, and now his to savor for the length of another entire day.

His hands lowered further over the beautiful length of Daphnee’s breastbone. He traced its length in either direction, so that his fingers ended up at the edges of her shoulders. Together, the fingers descended ever so slowly to trace the outer edges of the familiar shapes of the young woman’s perfect breasts. The fingers traced the base of each globe in a synchronized movement as they followed the edges of her breasts. At last, his fingers nearly met in the shallow valley between those pale, full mounds.

Those large, alien hands then moved to engulf the girl’s chest. His black gaze stared deeply into the human’s soft, green eyes as his hands hungrily massaged her soft, sensitive orbs. He then used his lower grip on the girl’s slender waist to gently direct her hips back into motion. The tight pincer loosened considerably from around her midriff. One hand moved to settle against the small of her back, while the other lowered just a few inches to ride her hip. Without any words, Vexces used his touch to urge his captive to find a pace that would suit her best.