She was really struggling not to show her arousal as her body slowly betrayed her. She prayed softly that he wont notice that she was wet, not only because of the water. She started to try and pull her hands free aagain.

Struggles were done in vain as slowly the monster claimed the moment as his own, and he claimed the girl and her body as his.

His touches over her were electric for him, and slowly his body responded like it was on autopilot, programmed to go like this at the moment he started to intensify his touches. It was wonderful...he felt like the first time he swam among the waters of the deep blue. It was euphoria.

As he watched the round shaped gifts of the girl's anatomy follow the musings of his webbed hands, he felt a fire starting to burn inside of him. Slowly he intensified.

His hands grasped the flesh a bit firmer, with the intent to pressure or maybe turn the girl on more than she would like to be turned on. The tentacles moving down her panties were on their own, and were doing a very fine job on the girl. Rubbing as if there was no tomorrow, getting a bit hard when they felt the first vestiges of the girl's juices coming out.

She thrust down and arches, moaning as the feeling of pleasure slowly build up in her body.

Slowly Kouzakai stoked the girl's desire into a wildfire that further burned away her inhibitions, and before long she was arching her back of her own accord, moaning and there seemed to be no more room for anything other than this.

The rounded form on her chest have grown hard under his touches, nipples turning into hardened nubs of flesh. Slowly he squeezed at them...and rasped the thick tip of his tongue against the tip of the girl's right nipple.

His tentacles, growing bolder, had slipped inside the legging of the girl's panties, making contact with the girl's already wet pussy. This gave away much of what he had been thinking about...the girl was clearly turned on.

She gasped.

"h-how dare you..." she hissed as she trashed around. "you do not touch me there!" she yelled.

The girl's struggles were all for naught. She would've escaped...that is, if her captor was human.

" Struggle some more girl...I might take pity on you." An evil smile spread across the monster's face. " After all, I do have a soft, sentimental side to me. Now how would you like to be treated?"

His tentacle never did soften it's assault on the girl's young pussy...on the contrary it gave one of it's best performances yet, stoking, stroking up and down slowly s as to let the girl feel every sensation, every contact on the skin that was now vulnerable, due to the wetness of the thin material. Every contact the tentacle made was a live contact now on skin, and this excited the monster further more.

" I know you might want to be released but after everything I doubt very much you would still like to escape. " He said, cackling evilly.

"i do not want to be touched by.... a... unknown organism such as yo9uu" she growled

" Oh no. On the contrary, I'm not an organism." He said.

Slowly stroking her still, he spoke. " I am a merman, for starters. An organism would be those crude one-celled creatures splashing around on puddles in areas I most certainly wouldn't go."

By now he had brought her nearer to him, so much so that she could clearly see his face, his outline, everything.

" Now lie still, this wouldn't hurt..." he said.

"like i can do anything else" she spat out hissing.

By now, being so delightfully near, his hands came in contact with the gril's skin...particularly her breasts.

He traced them, drawing small circles among them as he moved his webbed hands and trailed along the girl's shape. Well rounded. And really soft, that he could almost squeeze them and it would look like the girl would not be hurt at even the slightest. He smiled.

" These are perfect..."

And his tentacles kept rubbing her until the vestiges of an orgasm became even more evident, more so that every rub left the tentacles in a glistening, moist mess.

" ...very perfect indeed."

He kept the bounds tight as ever, as he violated her young body, paying no heed to the girl's objections.

Nomatter how much she denied it the monster was really turning her on. With a shudder she chlimaxed early arching her body in pleasure

He almost wallowed in the delight bought about by the sudden happenings concerning the young, nubile body before him. If she was defiant before, here was proof enough that even her own body went against her. The shudder and the climax that he felt going on inside of her was a testament to the fact that sooner or later, she would succumb.

He continued the attentions he gave on the girl's ample bosom, rubbing firm as ever. Try as he might not so as to save them for later, his hands brushed occasionally against the girl's nipples, ultra-sensitive by this time due to constant exposure to the air and the surroundings.

His eyes were narrowed in concentration, steadily swimming in the view before him.

She strained again, each stroke making her gasps and shudder in pleasure pain, the cause her hyper sensitive body. now only because of the air but also because of her climax

Silently he smiled as he looked at his own masterpiece, the slow bringing of the girl into an area of no return.

He started to lick her face as if to taste her...sweet, yet a bit salty...that's how he viewed her taste to be since she was defiant, and certainly that's how her character would taste like. A small sprinkling of salt but underneath, a thousand sweetness flowing silently.

His tentacles seemed to have found the entrance into her, and slowly they split up the girl's narrow entrance...to find a warm home within as they raced to enter the girl's narrow love canal.

her eyes flew open as she threw her head back in a silent scream. One tentacle wont have a problem entering her, she was already slick from the orgasm. but the number of them plus the thicknedd of each one was a little too much for her