She feels a victorious feeling rising in her as the demon's words become equally broken up by groans. He claims that she can't possibly keep up with him, yet she feels the pulsing member hardening with every pound. She feels almost patronized when the demon tells her to slow down. Perhaps he was just falling back on reverse psychology, but whatever the case, rather than following his request, she exhausts the energy of her legs even more to increase her fucking to even greater speeds. The fluids combined inside her can no longer keep up with the pressure, and strands of mixed vaginal juices and pre-cum are launched outwards. Wet skin continues slapping against wet skin.

The demon asks her name. Toinette grins arrogantly again, waiting to answer until after his clawed hands have reached around her back, untying her corset. Her breasts don't hesitate for a second after being freed to begin swaying heavily, her voluminous bosom bouncing in sync with her cock-slamming. "Dame Antoinette de Mérode II," she introduces herself, laying on her thick aristocratic accent. "Heiress to the House of Mérode, Princess* of the Kingdom of Belgium!" Indeed, she doesn't look very princely at all in her current position: soiled with mud, hair loose, wearing nothing but a torn dress and lacey lingerie. But her tone of voice alone manages to bring the message across; she knew her place, and she was not to be toyed with.

Cold hands cup her chest as she continues to slam down on his member at high pace. She feels claws softly touching the edge of her D-cup mammaries, and one of her rhythmic moans rings louder than usual as the demonic hands make contact with her sensitive, perky nipples, that have become incredibly stiff, partly from the cold evening air but mostly from sheer arousal. "And what's your name, if I may ask?" she continues from her earlier introduction, with an almost ridiculous air of feigned politeness, as if this was just mocking smalltalk rather than rape.

*Might have to add that Princess in this context is meant as a rank of nobility, not the daughter of royalty.

The talk they share is about the only thing keeping him from losing himself in the blissful waves of pleasure that come from her soaking sex milking his pulsing member. Antoinette is a beautiful name...kind of proper...fuck...my name is Xlanevo...although most...call me Slimer... he groans out between his own ever increasing grunts of satisfaction. Its truely amazing that she rides without the use of her arms and Slimer wonders whether he should just keep her. Knowing the rules he agreed to before entering this paradise he knows its nothing more than a whim, but one he can help but thinking about.

His clawed hands cup her bouncing d-size breasts, as the restrained position juts her chest forward. Her solid nipples poke against his palms as her bouncing causes them to rub his large palms. He feels his cock straining for release and decides he needs the upper hand again in this battle of sex drives. He takes a forefinger and thumb and pinches each diamond hard nipple hoping to break her concentration.

Taking it a step further he pulls her down to his chest, one hand grasps her mud dripping hair, while the other roughly palms her lovely round ass cheek. Pulling her ass up a little until just the tip of his cock remains buried inside her womanhood, he begins bucking his hips upwards into her. Starting quick his hips become a blur of slurping sounds, joining the mutual moaning permeating the air. His pace quickly become jack-rabbit fast as he continues pounding away seeking the upper hand. He hopes to fuck the snootiness out of Antoinette but he knows he's in for the long haul, but that foesn't stop him from giving it a great try.

"Slimer..." Toinette is noticeably quiet for a few seconds after hearing the name. Something about it seems familiar - did she ever hear it before? As hard as she tries to remember though, no memories seem to surface; the constant intercourse between her and the demon is far too distracting. "I think I prefer Xlanevo," she decides, not willing to linger on the thought; she has no idea if she pronounced the name correctly, though it is hardly audible between her loud moans. She grins as she feels the massive member inside her straining for release, and is almost ready to stop moving so she can let her womb be filled up, when she feels a sudden, unimaginable blast of pleasure originating from her nipple.

Before she can recover from the incapacitating joy, the monster grabs her by her hair and her bottom, pulling her down. In this position, it is a lot harder for her to take control; she gasps and moans as the demon, dangerously close to achieving total dominance, starts hammering her pussy again, hitting her g-spot with every thrust. She had enjoyed her own spot of victory thoroughly, and was already close to orgasming again... She had to find some way to regain control despite her immobilized position. In a last bid for victory, she tenses the only muscles she still has full control over. Stretching her abs, she pushes her velvet walls even tighter, hoping to force her opponent into climax.

He hammers hard inside her warm velvety warms hoping to push the buxom student over the edge a second time. Cum hard for me... he groans feeling himself nearing his own release. It was then that she surprised him. Trapped as she was against his rock solid body, her arms trapped firmly behind her back, that he thought he would fuck the immobilized blond's brains out. He feels his cock slip rapidly into her gushing tight walls when she became even more unbelievably tight. Deciding that either win or lose they had given it their best, he ramped up the speed of his pounding.

His moans intermix with hers as his abs work overtime bringing his hips up and down slamming into her velvety grip. Her increasing moans are a great indication she is getting closer and closer but it simply is too late for the demon as she wins the round. He slams deep into her against her cervix and begins flooding his juices deep into her pussy. Spurt after spurt of warm hot cum floods her vagina and mixes mix the juices covering his rock solid member. The torrent seems endless as it drips out of her folds and down onto his front thighs.

He still had the surprises waiting though and as his pleasure washed through him, her mind became an open book to the demon, as the chemically laced semen allows him to hear her thoughts and deliver mental controls should he desire. The seed's final properties made her subsiding need grow, as more aphrodisiacs entered her amped up system. As the afterglow subsides he debates the most fun to be had...

A victorious smirk appears on her face as she feels her opponent unleashing his load inside her before he managed to bring her to climax. She relaxes her muscles, allowing the spunk to freely flood her vagina. For a moment, she begins to grow slightly worried, as there seems to be no end to the semen gushing from the demon's massive member. She breathes a sigh of relief though when she feels a final spurt filling her vagina, with no others following. Having finished, she now feels incredibly dirty: and rightfully so, as she is still covered in mud and her thighs are now also dripping with cum. As pleasure is still seeping through the demon's veins, she considers taking the chance and trying to escape, but she quickly changes her mind.

Perhaps it are the aphrodisiacs the monster had unleashed inside her, perhaps it is a hidden darker side of her, but she decides to stay. After all, she just asserted her dominance over her foe; and it wasn't like anybody was expecting her back on campus. Perhaps she could have a little more fun? Tease him a bit; confront him with his utter defeat. Leaving the monstrous cock inside her, covered in a mixture of male and female juices, she leans forward to the demon's face, smiling mockingly. "So, Xlanevo... How does it feel, being dominated by a mere woman?" she quips, not yet realizing the power her 'defeated' opponent now has over her.

Slimer lies in the afterglow of a massive orgasm the high borne lady had milked from him, and listens as she taunts him. Pulling her mouth to meet his by a hand slipping into her hair his tongue agressively pokes its way between her delicate lips, as her plan filters into his own mind. While she decided against leaving perhaps to seek out more dark pleasures, the demon hears the rest of her plan to taunt him as the loser. His tongue circles hers, sliding roughly over it in a match of its own. He wanted her confidence on high and hope of victory and temptation of possible escape at its absolute peak before impressing on her the true situation in which she found herself.

While their tongues interlock he slowly loosens his strong hold on her arms, the tentacles slowly begininng to unravel. Leaning back with a sigh he can feel his large member stir slightly at the memories of her amazing ride. I must admit Antoinette, that I underestimated your prowess in the sexual arts. Your truely one amazing and tight slut. He says taunting the highborn lady with the derogitory term yet again while complimenting her prowess. With that he uncoils her limbs completely, and waits to see if she would take the bait.

Since you were so impressive, how about you show me how skilled you are in other arenas? Show how pleased you are to be here and how much you need to be fucked by cleaning my cock with that exquisite mouth of yours? Slimer continues to taunt her as his hand previously used for holding her up, fondles her firm ass. The bait was laid and the trap set, and he waits to see her reaction. Would she attempt to walk away forcing him to use mental commands, or was she truely possessing a darker side? He wonder what the outcome would be from the sexy vixen, either way there was only one true champion to be had by the end of their encounter....

She lets Slimer's tongue enter her mouth, though careful as to not lose the upper hand through this skirmish. While she licks and circles his tongue, she feels the grip on her arms loosen, and when his lips finally let go, so do his tentacles. Leaning back into an upright position again, she stretches her arms to help them recover from being locked in such an uncomfortable position all this time. In doing so she sighs, partially out of relief, partially because of the cock still stirring inside her. Her muscles are reflexively tensed again though when the demon dares to call her a slut again. "I am not a slut!" she yells, the fire of competitiveness immediately lit again.

She feels his hand beginning to fondle her behind, as he continues talking, inviting her to another challenge. The trap would be obvious to any normal, rational woman; a rudimentary trick to take advantage of arrogance. But Toinette, arrogant and fired up as she us, takes the bait without even stopping to think about it. Using her recently freed arms to support her weight in place of her exhausted legs, she pushes herself up, releasing the demon's huge member. Inside her, she can feel the suction from the removal making her vagina almost a vacuum, and the pressure produces a loud sucking noise, culminating in a soft pop when the tip finally disconnects from her labia. Spunk continues to drip from her slit, no longer forced into place by a massive intruder, onto the head of the cock she is about to 'clean'. She rests herself again slightly behind the member, and then lets herself slide down into the mud again, the hand once fondling her ass sliding up over her back and finally resting on her head when she is on the same height as his cock.

From this close angle, it seems bigger than ever, and she begins to wonder how she managed to fit it inside her - but she quickly shrugs off the thought. First things first, she reckons. She grasped the base of his member, pushing her fingers through the layer of juices covering it. She immediately notices how hard it still is. This was different from her previous experiences - even men who could come more than once would still go limp after every climax. But again she shrugs off the thought, as there is pressing business at hand. She opens her mouth, letting her tongue hang over her lower lip, and licks the length of his member, working from the base of the shaft to the tip of the head. Along the way, the slimy coverings heap up on the surface of her tongue. When she reaches the tip, her tongue retreats inside her mouth, but against her better judgment she accidentally swallows. "Ugh... disgusting..." she mumbles in between her reflexive mouth movements, as she tries to cough up the substance.

Slimer can feel her taking the challenge as even her velvety tongue over his seems a challenge as she loops and seeks to pin his own questing tongue. As she is released he isn't completely surprised as arrogance that she is better at everything than anyone else seems to be bred directly into any human with the pretense of a title. He watches as she begins to rise and take on the given challenge only to almost laugh as he finally pops free to have their juices, mixed from the intrnse session come rushing down her thighs and over his still hard cock.

She slinks backward, her knees dipping into the mud as he sliding his hands up her slightly muddy back. His hand finally reaches her soft messy blond hair and settles on top of her head, one of the few non muddy parts of their bodies that weren't directly engaged in the festivities. Slipping his fingers into her soft hair as she aligns the right angle, he watches as she attempt to lick clean the shaft and mistakenly swallows the chemically enhanced load. I'm so happy you decided to put your money were your mouth is, but skilled or not I think I'm simply out of your league, he laughs as she starts hacking up the salty swallow.

Wondering if his goading is enough he softly caresses her hair as a tentacle slips free and begins slinking through the mud behind her...

"Out of my *cough* league?" Toinette says, coughing up another strand of goo in the middle of her sentence. The demon is challenging her; trying to drive her over the brink using her own arrogance as the driving force. Angrily she jerks back her head a little; not enough to throw off his hand, but enough to make clear that the game was on. She's hesitating, though. She had been in quite a few arranged relationships already, but the intercourse had always been relatively conventional. And even those few times that she had partaken in oral sex, it was never with a cock this big. Its girth alone seemed too big to fit through her lips, not to mention its immense length.

She has to face the challenge, though. She can't let down her pride and her honor. She sticks out her tongue, once again licking the length of the shaft from bottom to top. When she reaches the top, rather than accidentally swallowing like last time, she tilts her head forwards, arching her upper lip over the bulbous head of the demon's member. It's a very close fit; she feels her jaws stretching to their limits trying to contain it. Her gag reflex, already setting in thanks to the semen's pungent odor, isn't helping either. She begins working the tip with her tongue, mixing the dripping cum with her own saliva.

Her left hand continues grasping the base of the member, but her right hand, previously simply resting on his leg, now wanders off to her nether regions. She does not yet touch her ravaged pussy, instead letting her hands glide across her inner thighs, which are still dripping with sticky white goo. Rubbing the already partially dried cum unleashes its chemicals though, and a slight damp of aphrodisiac, while barely noticeable, still has its influence on her. She slightly scoops up some of the substance using her fingers, and then begins using those same fingers to pleasure herself, rubbing it inside her and on her clit. Her flower, still recovering from its recent hard fucking, is still sensitive, and her touch sends shivers through her spine, a soft moan resonating in her mouth against the tip of the demon's cock.

Slimer grins as his challenge to her pride seems to have the intended effect. His fingers intertwined in her hair he gently encourages her on as her velvety lips slip over the firm bulbous mushroom tip and begin sliding down its length. Groaning intensely from the blond's oral activity, he slips the tentacle through the mud and up between her legs. The slick member passes over her lower lips sliding slickly and firmly between them. As it reaches her clit the tip rubs backand forth a couple times before moving on. Sliding over the back of her hand it coils her delicate wrist, trapping it in place. She has her hand locked into position as she begin pleasuring herself.

As her jaw stretches to take the still strong erection into her warm, delightful mouth, he slides out the remaining tendrils. Two of the inch thick coils begin encircling the sensitive flesh of her mounds. They slide over the outter edges coiling between the valley separating them only to slide underneath her lovely globes. The continue the process flexing and squeezing gently as they go. Once encircled the cock formed tips begins lightly flickering up and down over her perky nipples.

The vibrations of her moans sends waves of pleasure straight through him. He must admit that the sexy Antoinette had a wonderful skillset but he intended to see how far he could drive the horny student...