Alma pulled back, a tentacle with a suckered end came out of her mouth and pulled and suckled on the hardening tit. She then sent two tentacles to rub along her face.

“Nnnngghh… stop it… stop!” she cried as the thing let a strange tentacle from its mouth that latched onto her stiffening nipple, suckling and teasing it to greater prominence. Her eyes opened and blazed with hatred as two more tentacles began to caress along her face. The girl abandoned trying to get the thing from around her neck and instead grabbed at the tentacles on her face, throwing them away.

"dont be shy" She sent two tentacles out and they bond her arms above her head sending her chest out even further. She ran a clawed hand down over the girls stomach rubbing just above her womanhood.

The girl’s hands were forced up above her head as they were again bound by the thing’s tentacles, forcing her breasts to thrust out into the tentacle playing with one of them, the full globes on display like an offering to the demoness. Her hand trailed easily over the woman’s strong but smooth stomach, the skin fluttering slightly in response to her touch as it slid ever lower…

She simply clenched her eyes shut. She’d been beaten, at least for now.

Alma sucked on the girls breast harder now. Her hand went lower unti she almost reached the girls lips, she went around and rubbed the girls thighs. Her hand squeezed her strong calf muscles. She sent a tentacle up whitch tickled the girls left ear. She knew the girl had to be getting turned on, she could sense she was slowly giving in.

Jag accidentally let her lips part in a moan as Alma sucked harder on her fleshy globe, and teased around her young womanhood, feeling over her strong legs. Jag let her head fall back, unable to look her attacker in the eye at this point, her body starting to win over as it always did.

"come on...give in...tell me you want it" She slowly inched her hand up to the girls crotch and parted her lips with her hand. She rubbed up and down around it before retreating back and rubbing around the mound.

Jag ground her teeth together, trying to do anything to distract herself from the demoness’s tempting touches. “N…nuh…no… never…” she got out, her chest leaping up and down even as it was manipulated by the tentacle. She still didn’t make for a very convincing case, bound as she was, her body trembling.

"oh come on...you know you know you want to say it" She grabbed the other girls nipple and tweaked it. She sent a tentacle up to her sex whitch rubbed her ever so gently. She was going to torture the girl first make her beg to be fucked. She smiled wickedly, her eyes glowing brighter in the dim lit room.

A tear broke her eyelid and rolled down her cheek as Alma took her other stiff tit in her hand and began teasing it as well, tweaking the ultra sensitive breasts playfully, turning her on more and more… still she couldn’t allow herself to give in, but at the same time, she could no longer say no… she simply said nothing, moaning softly, clenching her eyes shut as it toyed with her chest, rubbing over her hot sex with a tentacle as if telling her what would come soon.

Alma leaned in and licked the girls cheek, running her hand over the delicate bosom. She sent another two tentacles whtich joined the one at her crotch. The two had suckerd ends and prised her labia open revealing her moist inner lips. She licked her lips at the sight of it all, the middle tentacle rubbed up and down her v getting slick with her juices. She knew the girl was trying to fight the feelings welling up inside her. She was going to have to give in sooner or later.

Jag’s brow furrowed as her body began winning over, her back dipping slightly and then thrusting out as it continued to tease her breasts, two more tentacles holding her sex lips open to the chill of the room, and quickly to the new tentacle exploring her inner sex, not quite in her yet but practically there. “Nuuuuh… nuh… ngggghh…” she moaned, unable to even form a word to protest.

Alma looked at the girl with a grin, she pulled back the tentacle rubbing her slit. "beg me....you know you want it....beg me to fuck you" She laughed at the struggling girl.

Jag exhaled… a lot louder than she meant to… as it let up on her young sex for a second. Her breasts flew up and down as she tried to breath, her body very close to taking hold of her mind and giving in. She couldn’t even respond verbally, only shaking her head no. The look on her face would have made one think she was being physically tortured… with her libido, she might as well have been…

Alma looked at the girl and pulled hard on one nipple. She just let the girl hang there. "then im not gonna continiu intil you do" She smiled at the girl with a look of meaning it.