Ohh? It would actually impress the creature, how well his latest victim held out. Still, he was hungry and with her having not, evidently, climaxed yet, it would not be serving him too well. That said, he could sense that she was getting close and... Hmm... No, he wouldn't actually, not just yet. It would be fun, but right now alleviating his boredom would seem more important to him and... besides...

With the music having stopped, perhaps to her surprise, so too would the Monster that had her so cruelly in her grasp. While it would occasionally squirm and stir inside her, keeping her near to her peak, but never going over, in the silence it would appear to be considering what to do next. The small, mouth like apparition around her swollen clit would seem to retreat, releasing her in order to give way to a gentler, teasing touch, something soft, like the tip of a feather slowly circling, contemplative around her precious nub.

Finally, it would appear that her tormentor had made up its mind as to what to do next and, the two members inside her ass and pussy transforming, those warm, fleshy, but squidgy, intruders would begin to harden, turning into smoother, more adamant, phallic forms that were still, nonetheless, lubricated and ready to play. Having changed into something more polished, plastic, possibly rubbery, what was poised ready to thrust into her now would have more of a 'sex toy' feel to it, though whether or not Bria would recognise that was another matter. Either way, they both were huge and ribbed, larger than what had defiled her earlier, taking on a size that was just at the upper limit of what she could take without pain.

Around her legs the grip of this thing would change also and, locking around her waist and thighs now, the whole thing became like some sort of mechanical device, clamped in place around her groin regions, looped around her with smooth, circular, metallic clasps that had no apparent fastening or other means of removal (Not that she could easily tell through the fabric of her dress). Perhaps most surprisingly though, the grip around most of her legs and her dress, would be gone and, despite the fact that her attacker was still present and, though she could not, inexplicably, lift the hem of her skirt at all, it would seem as if she was free to move around.

There would be two exits out of this building, and it would be here that Slime would have his fun. Starting up with a faint, mechanical whirring sound, as if servos were beginning to spin, the two cocks inside her two holes would begin to pump again slowly in and out. Taking alternating turns at her ass and pussy, the devices stayed at a relatively easy, careful pace... at least, until she could close to any of the doors out. Speeding up if and when as she got nearer to any exit, the apparently mechanical device would pound her more virulently, hitting her deepest spots again and again. Whilst it would appear, nonetheless, should she try to escape, as if she was free to leave, not only would the 'torture' device, clamped around her lower regions, hit her harder the closer she got to any of the ways out but, should she actually get to any of the thresholds, she would find the hem of her dress once more sticking, unyielding, preventing her from moving in any direction other than back into the room, which she would find herself more than free to move back into.

Under all this punishment, she would likely find herself near to, if not over, the edge. However, the creature would creep, unfelt, into her mind, preventing any climax from occurring. It didn't want her to feel release just yet. No, instead it would give her just long enough to figure out its latest game before making itself known, materialising a subtle, toying voice in her mind.

'Do you want to cum?'

Usually it didn't bother with speech, but in this case it felt like doing so.

'There's a quiet place up the stairs.'

It referred to a loft area to the building that, while quiet and suitable for less 'public' affairs, was all but abandoned and untouched by the many revellers here, too draughty and creepy for any of their tastes. There, one could do just about anything, with little chance of intrusion, the muffled sound of the music on the floor below still audible. In her mind he'd sensed that she was waiting for someone, that they might be interrupted and he didn't want that. No, he wanted the chance to enjoy her thoroughly, again and again.

'Go there.'

A gasp, hands pressed to the floor boards she felt it transform inside her, her internal walls quivering yet denied. She felt that transformation as it collected more at her waist allowing her to stand. Someone asked if she was alright and she responded that she was that she was going to get some air, only thing was that the language was French this time. She feigned a smile and headed toward the nearest exit only to feel it pressing into one hole then the next forever alternating as she made her way across the room. The closer she got the more intense it got …

Yet she was still denied and denied escape as her dress refused to allow her to escape. She found that she could only go back and did, that intensity died down and increased once more when she neared the other door.

Some of the others had been giving her odd looks hearing her gasp as best as she tried to conceal it. Not long after the batteries were changed in the radio and music blared forth once more. Still she was stuck her without a means of escape. Bria attempted to think of her best action here, if she was closer to the center of the room then maybe things would be bearable until it got bored and turned up the intensity.

Then like Marlin she heard something in her head, a voice unlike his. Upstairs? She hesitated for a moment trying to think what it's aim was but with two members playing ping pong inside her coaxing juices out of her that ran down her inner thighs she found herself unable to think straight.

Yes, I do,”

OK, she answered back in her head still unsure but not seeing any way out of this. At most there could have been a pair of lovers up there but there was not. It was dark for the most part. She could still hear the music downstairs as well as feel those members inside her. Gasping a bit louder now that there was no audience present she stumbled through the dark wishing for a bit of light, wishing for this day to end.

Whilst the creature's assault would seemingly die down, rewarding his captive for her obedience, neither of the two mechanical dildos stuffed in her would leave completely, keeping those holes pressed open with their girth, stopped just short of escaping her wet, trembling body. Though she'd have no trouble making it to the steps, leading up, it would appear that a game was in motion for even this part of her journey. Producing a low mechanical whirring, a threatening revving that suggested pending movement, it'd be once her foot touched down on the first step that the blow would be delivered, the rod in her ass jolting up in a single punching thrust before sinking back down.

“Rrrr-Whomph!”

The blow would be like a cobra strike, punching its way in then slowly drawing its way back out again. Whilst she'd had to lift the hem of her dress slightly to get up onto the stairs, the article of clothing would once more appear to cling to the ground beneath her feet, this time sticking to the steps and dragging her slowly, but inevitably forward to the next, forcing her onward, in case she changed her mind.

With a threatening buzz once more preceding it, upon the next step, it'd this time be her sex that'd finds itself roughly pounded by a lightning fast, decisive shot. Continuing to pull her onward, the merciless strikes would alternate between her two chambers, one seemingly designated for each of her feet, landing a blow every time she touched down on the next step. As she ascended, she'd notice a gentle vibration coursing through each rod, after each strike, as they slid slowly back into position, ready for the next thrust. The thing that had her was seemingly in no hurry to go anywhere, and it would take its time slowly leading her up, toying with her all the time.

Eventually though, she'd be up the stairs, and the cruel mechanical device clamped around her groin and waist would appear, once more, to die down, those shafts coming to a rest at their default position, just short of leaving her tight, tormented holes. The room upstairs would be dark, even more so once she was inside, the door behind her swinging shut and locking. It'd be dry and dusty, filled with empty wooden crates, old furnishings preserved under sheets and the floor would creak slightly under foot. There didn't appear to be anyone up here, but as there came a brief pause in the muffled music down below, resonating to this floor above, changing between tracks, a subtle, low, primordial growl could be heard from the dark depths of the room...

Getting to the stairs had been easy enough but as she took the first step up her eyes widened unable to contain the gasp that left her throat. Part surprise and pain as the thing went deep into her backside. She had gripped the banister tightly to keep upright. With the music no one heard me or at least no one bothered to check on me.

She would have liked to steady herself a bit more but it had other plans as the hem of her dress moved to the next step carrying her forward at a slow pace, yet it was faster than she would have liked. “AHHHHHH!!!!!!” This time there was no surprise but pleasure. Then pain and pleasure again with each step she took. Each drove the breath from her lungs and she was fortunate that the music was playing again. Hands white given the grip they had on the railing.

Out of breath she tried to catch it again at the top of the landing before finding herself on the move again. Those members barely inserted but vibrating now rippling waves of pleasure through her. It was tough to see and she nearly stumbled over something.

With a bang that had her jump to the limits of her restraining dress everything grew dark as the door slammed shut. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness seeing the shapes of some of the furnishing. Most had been near the boarded window where a little light had been filtering into the room but that wasn't in the direction of the growl that came to her ears.

Heart pounding, her hands balled up as she tensed unable to get away now even if she had wanted to. Looking that way trying to see it and at the same time thankful that she couldn't it was clear that this creature wasn't working alone drawing her here for another had been her guess.

“Please ...” she whimpered not knowing what she was pleading for in the first place and quit helpless in stopping it from having it's way. Her words still had not been English but French this time, it was as if there was a scramble on her brain randomly picking languages for her other than English not that she thought that a telepath would have any problem in understanding her but this thing might.

Her heart quickening in fear, strange sounds there with her in the dark, this was just what he'd been hoping for and, indeed, why he'd made a point of trying to frighten her in the first place. As her pulse grew faster, some unknown power at work would see to it that the sound was amplified, allowing her to measure and hear her own heartbeat. There were no further noises from the dark, instead allowing her the chance to realise and acknowledge what this new rhythm she was perceiving was. Yes, her heart was pounding in her chest, but if she thought she was going to be given the chance to breath easily, to try and steady her pulse, then the creature's latest assault would leave her thinking otherwise.

Buzzing in quick little bursts, starting softly at first, but growing more bold, the rods in her front and back would deliver a beat, not of their own which, as it wouldn't take her too long to figure out, matched her own heartbeat. Each 'Ba' saw her shaken in her tight little pussy and every '-dum' granted her a swift little quake in her tortured, stretched ass. Once more, something would growl in the dark and, as her eyes continued to adjust to the dark, she'd perceive something large and glistening, writhing with countless slithering appendage. The hem of her dress once more dragged at her, pulling her helplessly towards the mysterious thing, whose form she could only get the gist of, forced to walk. As she was drawn closer, the mechanical toys in her body would begin to thrust, not just buzzing now, but pounding at her with an ever quickening, ever deeper delving, pace.

A breath of hot, vile air washed over her as she was brought before some sort of widening maw, teeth and all, dripping with saliva and other fluids, easily large enough to swallow her whole. Tentacle appendages wrapped around her waist and wrists and the thing dragged her further in still. It'd move with a deliberate slowness and, granting the devices that tortured her now time enough to bring her to climax, the weight of her body would be supported by the limb wrapped around her back as she was carefully leaned back, away from the thing. Feet brought ever closer to its mouth, depicting for her a terrible, drawn out scene designed only to terrorize her and, as such, bring about one certain result, more tendrils would wrap around her ankles, spreading them as this things enormous tongue lashed out and began to stroke up and down the inside of her thighs, tasting her.

Her pace quickened, eyes trying to adjust as she searched out the corner of the room. She would have opted to remain silent despite having assumed it was aware of her already with the slamming of that door put the pumping began again pushing in and out of her.

She bite the inside of her cheek again but failed to stop the moans that spilled out. She even tried to resist that pull as the garment moved along the floor but it did little good slowing her down only marginally at best. It didn't take long for the two members to sync up with the beating of her heart with only grew the closer she came to that corner.

Despite her panic sheer bliss fired through her, the thing was going to fast to try to fight against especially as she saw the creature. None of them tried to kill her in the past as far as she was aware but there was a first time for everything. The quickening of her heart beat only brought further trouble as those things rapidly plunged inside her as her limbs had been snared up by tentacles, the dress loosening from the floor so that she could be laid back, her legs spread and the dress creeping up her thighs.

That tongue came next, brushing against heated skin soaked with her own juices as it were. If the dress was still clinging to the floor didn't matter as the thing made sure she was going no where as she shuddered. She plead as she shuddered. Italian this time she found.

Eyes wide as her holes were being pounded into keeping her on that edge and even over it but she could never truly fall as it never let up causing a chain or orgasms as the thing licked her, possible even tasted her. In her head she was screaming No … please! But that did little good.

A brief pause as this thing savoured the flavour of her latest climax, tongue slipping over her thighs before working its way even further up, this hot and wet, fleshy thing rolling over her abdomen beneath her dress, coating her in this thick, warm, sticky moisture. It seemed poised and ready to eat her all up, but it appeared to be taking its time, teasing her, holding her still for a moment or two. The methodical, mechanical pounding of her two holes continue, whirling and buzzing away, but after her first climax, as she starts to come down, the pace slowly begins to wind down. It would be a little while after the fact, but eventually these toys would come to a halt and her captor would emit a low growl, hot breath washing over her again. Having been still, evidently watching the show, now that the entertainment was over, the beast would begin to move again.

Its work done, the metallic clasps of the device around the top of Bria's slender, upper thighs and waist would spring open and, a number of tendrils would move into place to carefully slip the machine out of her. It'd come slowly, both rods finishing buried deep, and the gradual removal of those long, rough prods would be wet and messy, each being hugged tightly by her flesh and each now lathered in all manner of juices. The toy removed, it would apparently no longer be of any use, though rather then being tossed aside, it would be swallowed into the monster that held her, disappearing down its gullet, to where, one could only imagine.

Slowly wrapping around her back and waist, the great tongue of this monster would easily work its way underneath her clothes, gripping her tight as it began to drag her still further in towards the maw of this terrible beast. The behemoth's mouth slowly began to close and it appeared, as her behind came to rest on the base of this thing's tongue, just on the edge of where one went down into the throat of this creature, that she was to be swallowed whole. In the end however, Slime had no interest, nor ability to actually consume her, though giving her this impression as he further trapped her, his form enveloping her, wrapping all around her, would be vaguely entertaining.

Something licked up the length of her luscious, wet, tormented nether lips and the grasp around her thighs and waist would tighten slightly as the huge tongue wrapped around her presses out, tearing her dress open and apart from the inside, the fabric only a hindrance at this point. What isn't ripped away, soon begins to dissolve as it is 'digested' by this things hot, sticky saliva. The tongue, having stripped away her garb would now push up on her back, putting her into an almost sitting, albeit deeply reclined, position. Whilst it'd been fairly dark before, it'd go completely black as the jaw of this thing shut.

Tongue becoming like some sort of huge, fleshy, recliner, her whole body would rest upon the thing as her arms and wrists were held down, behind and below her. Similarly, her legs before her would be restrained, but in this case they would be held, pried open. She couldn't see anything, for now... and so, in the dark, it would begin to toy with her. The hot breath of this thing washing over her would become sweet, and in time she'd soon begin to feel the effects of a powerful drug, a potent aphrodisiac inhaled through the lungs. It let her stew, allowing her to feel her body burn whilst denying her even the slightest chance to relieve herself. For a minute, nothing seemed to happen, then, suddenly, unexpectedly, in this pitch black darkness, she'd feel something press against her nipples and clit, fiercely sucking on them with a merciless enthusiasm. This would be the start, though soon she'd be experiencing something altogether more... invasive.

It eased up then slowed as she came down from that release. Panting as the toy was undone yet she heard no clank indicating that it had been tossed aside or even fell at her feet indicating that it had taken that toy in hand or rather tentacle. It was impossible to tell as the dress concealed what was happening down below.

The hold of that tongue made it clear that it was not finished with her. That moist member easing over her, tasting her even as that tongue moved to her backside. It's jaws opening as if it would try to swallow her hole causing her heart rate to speed up as it pounded against her chest.

Trying to struggle proved pointless as it became clear she was too weak to escape. That tongue quite long as it stretched out under her. Motion tore the dress in parts where in others the material began to dissolve before her eyes. It didn't take long before she was naked and at this things mercy.

Those jaws opening wider as she found herself pressed back on that spongy tongue. Then complete darkness followed as those jaws closed. Whatever form it had taken grew to such proportions that her mind had trouble comprehending what was actually going on. All that mattered was that she was now inside this thing as it had been inside her.

With that mouth closed there was no fresh air. It wasn't breathable either. When it swallowed her pressing her back in that seated position it had drawn in plenty of air for her as well. But now that air was tainted by it's own scent, a sweetness that reminded her of honey.

Legs spread apart by this thing she was unable to see anything. At first nothing happened and she began to fear that it was trying to ingest her. She had been enveloped before but not fully. Attempting to make sense out of things was impossible. She could only feel as it began moving once again after letting her stew for a minute or two.

Her body was becoming heated, the air charged with an aphrodisiac that never allowed er to wilt. Juices were freely flowing, nipples and clit were erect as she squirmed within those dark confines, Her ass wiggling against that tongue quicker as she was being teased.

It was all she could do to resist that urge to cry out for release. Hands bunched into fists, “Oh! Gawd!” She panted, eyes pressed closed or at least she thought they were closed not that it made any difference to what she was feeling. Those movements were electric causing her toes to curl in anticipation, in need. “Ohhh … y-yeah ...” Still she struggled to resist though her movements kept growing all the while as the drug caged her as she began to fall prey to it's insidious effects.

Only tightening its grip around her ankles and wrists, the tongue of this thing would begin to undulate, gently rolling, riding the poor girl up and down slightly as tiny mouths harshly suckled her teats and clit. Aphrodisiac would continue to fill the air, but rather than smothering her, the beast would allow her to take deep, clean breaths that tingle all the way down her throat. It was doing more than making her hot and, as she would eventually discover, the drug this thing produced would see to it that every inch and nerve of her body was charged, ready for immense pleasure at even the simplest of touches. In her ass, down her throat, across her back, along her thighs, everywhere was to feel like the most vulnerable and sensitive spot one could imagine, but for now...

It was seemingly pitch black, but as time went on, she'd be able to see some dim light outlining the jagged edges of this thing's teeth that were closed behind her like bars of some sort of cage. What was happening in front of her, and to her body, would be impossible to see, but sight would not be required to feel it. Slimy, yet so very hot and firm, something would start to stroke up and down the length of her drooling pussy. It'd be smooth, flexible, like some sort of tentacle and, as she'd soon find out, it'd be something more than willing to plunge its bulbous head into her gorgeous, pleading cunt.

Two thick, tendril grasps wrapped around her breasts and begin to cup and massage what little flesh can be found there. Her bust is modest in size, but nothing that can't be squeezed and groped with effort. The restraints around her arms move and, as the tongue beneath her starts to straighten out, becoming a long slope angled down this creature's throat, her wrists are moved forward and upward, stretching her hands up above her head. She's stretched, feet pulled downwards into this thing's gullet and, as the head of the rod teasing her pussy moves into position, pressing against the entrance of her sex, a sort of swallowing motion sees her pulled down and, in one single motion, she finds herself impaled on this member, buried deep inside of her.

For a moment or two, the thing lies still, then, squirming around inside of her, the tentacle begins to writhe. Her legs are smothered, pressed together, trapped midway down this thing's throat. However, as this thing starts to wiggle around, she feels the creature around her beginning to morph, melting and changing shape. The thing that has her is a Slime creature after all, but as much as this thick, wet sludge starts to envelop her, it doesn't seem interested in smothering her. Legs and torso might find themselves enveloped, stuck in a moist, slimy embrace that grants no wiggle room or chance of escape, sticking like glue, but as the creature shape shift around her, she'd find herself rising up towards the surface. Her arms would still be held up above her, stuck to the outside of this blob, but her head and face would find themselves out in the open air. The thing had her slightly curved, not uncomfortably show and, as her knees bent slightly, legs trapped inside the monster, she'd start to feel the beast's thrust, the intruder inside her sex taking her roughly, ploughing in and out. Her breasts would continue to feel the molestation of this slime and, as suction continued to torment her hardened teats and clit, a sensation like countless hands would emerge, sliding, slipping, rubbing all over her body.

The sweet air collected around her adding to the increasing heat that her body felt in those seconds. What little light that entered into that maw still didn't allow her to see as it continued to assail her. Her body teased, excited by what was happening giving that aphrodisiac she yearned for even greater attention.

For now it teased her and sucked her alarming her once more when it decided to shift her body drawing her down the throat of the creature. She feared that it was going to attempt to consume her and in a way it had as she felt it press into her pressing into her needy body.

“UHH!!!” She tried gritting her teeth feeling those powerful thrusts that ended soon as it transformed around her. Her fate wasn't so certain any longer as her head was drawn out of the gullet of the creature allowing her to breath in clean air but that was far too late now.

The damage was already done, her body aroused to no end, arms stuck to this monstrosity and her body drawn up part way as it melted around her body pressing her legs together and shooting back inside her with a series of rapid thrusts that made her body sing out in glee despite the speed it was what her body craved, to be filled and taken deeply again and again and again.

“Oh gawd! Oh gawd! Oh gawd!” She began her mantra crying out between each breath as it pushed inside her lifting her part way up but with her lower body fused into the creature she barely moved, fell as she was emptied and pushed those few inches back up.

Her pussy gripped that mass that was inside her greeting it each time with her own juices that drooled in response to it's administrations. Confusion melted away into pleasure, only pleasure mattered now, her tender body craved it after so little exposure to that aphrodisiac that killed what fight remained within her.

Hands bunched up into fists not that she was able to do much with her arms as it continued to press inside her and her body responded as if on it's own squeezing that invader as best as she could. “Ah! T-That's it … f-fuck me! Fuck me harder!” She couldn't believe what her own ears had been hearing? Was that her? Her words still had not been in English. Sometimes Italian, other times French, but she pleaded in those tongues regardless caught up by this intense wave of pleasure that was quickly pushing her to the brink as she felt her own body begin to betray her once more.

Inner muscles trembled and squeezed against that member signaling her own imminent release that washed over her once again as she cried out from within the beast that was within her oddly enough at the same time.

Morphing and changing form at will, tongue like appendages manifest and begin to lick Bria all over. Her lower back, just under her breast, even between her toes. Long and slow strokes run up and down the side of her neck, lapping up any sweat. What felt like hands and tongues rub her all over and, as the creature gives a growling purr, the meaning of such a noise is translated clearly in her head.

'Delicious.'

Sensing her coming closer to yet another climax, the creature only speeds up. Trapped in the viscous, sticky bulk of this creature, only her head, neck and collar regions not enveloped by its dark, translucent form, the elasticity of the monster prevents her from escaping. With every thrust of this thing's monstrous member inside her tight, squirming pussy the enraptured Bri rises up, only to be sucked back down as the thing pulls back for the next thrust, her whole body suckled and squeezed upon. As she rises and falls, the bare, pale skin of her soft shoulders slide in and out of the sludge, arms still trapped inside the creature. When blissful release is imminent, the targeted, harsh suction of her teats expands, enveloping the entirety of each of her breasts as a tongue lashes and whips over her swollen nips. It gives one last tug and wiggle on her clit and, as she's pushed over the edge, the rod inside of her buries itself deep, one last time and, swelling up, unloads a gallon of thick, creamy cum inside of her.

...

A brief moment of calm, then, having gotten what he needed to charge himself back up after his long journey, Slime finally starts to have himself some fun. The creature starts to thrust and fuck again, but this time there's a subtle difference. Inside of her pussy, the one member splits into two and, each swelling up to the size of the original, they begin to twist and intertwine as they pound away mercilessly. A bumpy, spotty texture forms on the outside of both pieces and, as she's blissfully screwed, the bountiful seed, swelling up her stomach slightly, is stirred and sloshed around.

Her torment does not stop here, however. Two hands emerge from behind, either side of her head and, fingers running along her face, she finds herself invaded and gently pried open by the digits as they creep into the edges of her mouth. Though slimy and soft to the touch, the fingers are strong and open her mouth wide. The reason why becomes immediately clear as a thick, penis like tendril slides into her sight, hovering over her face, bulbous head aimed down towards the back of her throat. Before entering the latest member unloads a messy slosh of sweat, warm goo, coating the inside of her mouth, back of her throat, and tongue in this viscous juice. Though she might find herself gargling this stuff briefly, a strong compulsion inside her head urges her to swallow. Once some of it goes down, a gentle tingle will be found running down her throat. All pain, gag reflex, and possible discomfort removed from the equation, the thing plunges itself deep into her mouth pussy, sliding all the way down. With nerves and impulses temporarily adjusted to perceive this latest violation with as much pleasure as one would experience with any other sexual hole being filled, Bria would find this deep, filling sensation quite the treat as the rod caused her throat to visibly swell and sparks to fire throughout her body.

Finally, it seems her ass is the only place left not yet filled up by this creature's constant, unyielding, dominating touch. Though, as one might expect, this doesn't stay the case for long. The head as thick and round as any other cock she'd taken there, it'd be the shaft of the rod that'd be a little different. Like a row of round, thick beads, unlike with the rest of her holes, the beast would take its time sliding itself in. How deep in would it go? After the tenth bauble had plopped itself inside, that would surely be the question to ask. However, no matter how far in it went, there'd be no pain, no discomfort, just the shiver and delight as her ass was filled up. After about a feet or two of this thing had gone in, rather than thrusting, it would begin to writhe and wiggle around. Each bead seemed to jiggle around in a maddening dance, with the very weight of each seeming to jostle and reverberate, as if there were smaller ball bearing bouncing and rolling around inside each of them.

It would torment her, for what felt like hours, the bizarre piece in her ass only coming out of her when she came, each bauble sending pure jolts of ecstasy through her as they plopped out. Sliding back inside, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, the monster didn't seem keen on letting her rest between orgasms and, it was only as her body was reaching her limit, when even his powers could not prevent her from passing out any longer, that it finally allowed her to rest. A final eruption from each of this things rods and that thick, white, creamy seed would see itself stuffed inside all of her holes. It'd even begun to thrust with the piece in her ass as it'd come closer to its own climax, and the endless flurry of those baubles running in and out would be cause enough for insanity. She'd be drenched in its seed and, as it began to melt away around her, gently sliding out of her, the only thing she would be left with would be an uncontrollable compulsion to twitch and shudder in the aftermath, a copious amount of cum to gradually leak out of her mouth, ass and pussy in thick, messy, globs, and, most likely, a possible inability to walk without her knees wobbling.

When it spoke into her mind she was alarmed once more given the situation. It was going to devour her! Those licks had been everywhere as it tasted her, savoring the moment, playing with it's food so to speak. Her body trapped there rising up and down with each thrust she received.

Yet her drugged mind delighted in the abuse she received, pleased by that member returning, despairing whenever it parted only to experience delight again. Then it finished rupturing inside her. That gush could be felt flowing into her, combining with her own excess of juices as she trembled around that member. Tight muscles squeezing first at the tip and rippling along the shaft to the base only to start all over again.

“M-More!!! Please!!!” Italian this time, at least that was what she thought she was hearing. Or were the words just in her head? But it stopped, her body rippling against that invader caught up in the after shocks of her release.

She had not been allowed to rest long before fingers moved against her face to her mouth. “W-What! Hey!” She managed before her mouth had been opened wide. Unable to speak her eyes saw movement. Fixating on what she saw she made out the large cock that came closer to her face.

Remembering last time she struggled to no avail but this time had been a bit different. It fired a load of what she believed was precum into her mouth. It slide against the back of her throat slithering down to her belly only to push in afterwards. There was so much to take in that her throat bulged and she had been forced to breath through her nose.

But there was no pain, nor had her gag reflex been tripped. It had suppressed these traits. Even down below it felt better. It began to give her what she craved as it filled her at both ends. However, it was not content with that pressing into her backside as well with an unusually shaped member.

As the cock inside her split into two both swelling to the initial girth she felt full yet there was no pain which went against her initial thoughts. Her moans were muffled around the cock that pressed into her throat. Other than that and squeezing with her muscles there was little that she could actually do in the situation.

Had she been free escape would have been furthest from her mind. Her mouth was too full to use her tongue as the cock there kept it pressed down. There was no room to use it anyway.

How deep would it go? She asked herself after it pressed that tenth bauble inside her ass. It was like a string of anal beads formed into that phallus. Slowly unlike the other pair it pressed inside her. It did not stop, not that she had wanted it too despite her growing exhaustion.

It pushed her beyond the edge again and again, no one heard those muffled moans from below as those sounds were drowned out by the music or no one down there cared assuming that people had to have wandered off. Perhaps Ginger had not arrived yet and everyone thought that since she slipped off earlier she had found her girlfriend and the two of them made there way up here. It did not matter in the end.

A narcoleptic Bria had trouble slipping into unconsciousness now. She struggled to hold on, it felt too good to ignore. She had her limits crying out a final time feeling it cumming in all her holes. So deep in her mouth she did not taste it as it fired down into her belly but she distinctively felt that jizz filling her up.

Her back ached as much as it could given her restrictions as a final cry had been torn out of her lips. She faded from the realm of consciousness with the faint understanding that she had been both smeared and filled with that essence as it tore away from her.

Euphoric bliss had been wrapped all over her as she drifted off while laying there on the floor. Her body still spasming to the effects visited upon her exhausted form. Her breathing had been raspy too as she moaned in her sleep between intakes of air pleased even in her sleep as wild dreams began to take over her reality now.