So wet and tight... Slimer groans as his tentacle thrusts into the helpless girl on the mats. The tentacle picks up its pace as it pistons in and out of her flower while the other lower one rubs stiffly against her magic button. Saira's hardened nipples are still getting rubbed by the coiling, constricting tendrils. The tips circle and rub over the hardened nubs sending waves of pleasure through the student.

Saira, so was the distugsting experience of being slimed worth the reward? Slimer asks her as she convulses from the rippling sensations the tentacles deliver to her. Every touch over her smooth skin a sensation like none before. With her nerves amplified there simply was no getting used to the extreme feel, and he relished standing before her watching the torrents of pleasure cross her angelic face.

Saira was not capable of responding. Of even thinking of responding! Possibly, of thinking at all! Whatever the case, Slimer would just have to content himself with her answering him in the form of a piercing scream and literal convulsions of her body. It was too much, too much. Saira could almost swear that her whole body was feeling as intense as her clit would feel during lovingly intense pleasurable torment. But even then, and especially with those tentacles moving around that very same nub, and those of her nipples beside? It became altogether something else. It was like... like... Like a mirror image of being set on fire, or filled full of bullet-holes, or even having a stay in an iron maiden: But mirrored in that it was pleasure she felt, not pain.

The ripples of pleasure seemed to be all consuming for Saira, her world once deep in the richness of variety condensed into this moment of chemically enhanced bliss. Her skimpy outfit stretched around her with buldges of the squirming, pleasuring tentacles. Her skin was beyond electrified to the multitude of unique sensations all aimed at one thing, which at this moment seemed to be extracting cries of pleasure and another releasing orgasm.

Her rape continued underneath her once protective and concealing outfit, as her wet sex spread open for each rapid thrust of the invader. The soft floor mats, once covered in only the dried sweat of hard work from the student gymnasts, began to be covered in two new liquids, the green slime puddled around her and her building orgasmic juices. Watching her face in anguished delight it wouldn't be long before she peaked into bliss again.

And again. And again. Saira actually was feeling such intense pleasure that it wasn't just any particular peak she was reaching. Okay, she did move into a new climax after some of the tentacles writhed for a bit longer, but after that...! There was no distinction. Only constant rollercoasting pulses that shook the poor, soaked girl's body. Her screams sounded like insane gibbering, her hands and feet curled so tight as to reach their limit...

But most of all? Saira was convulsing, so violently that she was nearly throwing herself into the motions of those tentacles.

As the girl seemed ready to explode into insanity from the pleasure Slimer was finding difficulty holding back his own pleasure. The sight of the girl in an endless moaning state as she orgasmed repeatedly while trapped by her skimpy leotard, struggling to rock her hips down against the raping tentacle, as it violated her spasming flower was beyond delightful. Her sex meanwhile, with it smooth soaked wetness, grabbing hard pulling hard with each frenzied stroke was almost unbearable. The feel of her soft skin and confining but stretchy material rubbing the tentacles encircling her flopping breasts and teasing her rock hard nipples was heavenly.

As she reached a new high and exploded again, his tentacle felt a new gush of her juices flow over it, and he lost control. All at once his chemically laced semen exploded from the multiple cock heads as he groaned hard. The cum flooded over her breasts straining white the material covering her lovely mounds. The raping tentacle began flooding her already soaked tunnel, as her love juices mixed with his mind linking and pleasure enhancing cum. Her whole lower half seemed stained white as well.

As she recovered from her violation on the mats he slowly withdrew the tentacles, waiting to hear her thoughts, once they calmed down and became less of a gibbering mess of pleasure. Would she cry out for more, or would he simply have to strip the girl
and rape her, using her body as his plaything? Either way he knew he was going to enjoy Saira for awhile yet, and those thoughts brought a new smile to the demon's face.

For a while yet, as the cum slowly dripped around her body, Saira's mind was still dazed, scrambled, and effectively 'quiet'. Her chest rose slowly, after having pumped nearly as hard as the rest of her body had, and in a few places caused the tighter fabric wrapped around her body to contract and tug at her body, pulling sheer - and in the white sections, see-through. The parts not soaked thick in cum still gleamed from it having washed over her body... The picture of stillness remained, but mentally, Saira began to stir.

(That... God, what the hell was that? I know he was raping me but... I'm so dizzy.)

The demon watched as Saira recovered from the pleasurable bout with the tentacles that had pleasured her under the tight outfit. The sensation enhancing slime still left her hair rather gooey but after the pleasurable sension its effects would be wearing thin, except perhaps the aphrodisiacs still coursing strongly through her blood. Smiling at the beautiful cum stained fabric clinging tightly to her diminutive curves, How was that for a first round of pleasure my dear? Perhaps it would be easier if you remove the gymnastic's gear before we proceed to round two?

Chuckling slightly he laughs at her recovering form on the blue mats as she is covered in his various fluids. Although if you prefer to leave the garment on I'm sure we can find a way to make that work as well. As for round two any special requests? Was the suffering of being slimed worthwhile?

Saira looked at Slimer dazedly, her cheeks red and body still shuddering. At first, she opened her mouth to speak, but paused rather lengthily. (M-m-more? Already?!) Eventually, after a number of seconds of cum dripping off of her outfit, Saira nodded, and indeed spoke. "It'd... probably be better to get rid of it." Her voice was low, and a bit distracted-sounding, but nonetheless, Saira slowly stood up.

...And began to remove the leotard with careful tugs and pulls, shuddering a few times with what seemed like every movement. "It was... good. Maybe too much so." She said, still sounding weakened, or at least unsure. But while she spoke, Saira was removing more of the tight outfit, letting her breasts fall out of it with a little bounce, and starting to work her hands lower. Drips of cum from the leotard were smeared against her sides as the suit went further down - prompting more shakes and shivers from residual pleasure. Finally, the whole thing dropped once she unstuck it from her glistening sex, and Saira took two small steps to get away from the rather spent uniform.

"O-o-okay, I uh am... er... ready."

Slimer watched as the lovely Saira struggle with regaining control over her overloaded senses. She finally made it up and began to remove the tight outfit. The whole while his cum came dripping to the blue mat from the glistening surfaces of her delicious body. After an apparent effort she finally managed to free her chest, whose large mound dripped with his semen. Fortunately for the student by the time she made it to her lower sections the entire outfit was able to fall into a pile of skin tight material and cum.

The demon took a moment to stop and take in her beauty as he prepared his mind to the joys of violating her in every sick and demented fashion he could imagine. Her hair by this time was mostly free of the green sticky ooze left extra bouncing as the goo evaporated. She finally declaired that she was ready for the next round. Waiving her forward, Now that you have experienced the pleasure to come throughout this night, why don't you come here and show me how appreciative you are and how much you need a second round of bliss.

Stillness. That's what Saira seemed to show, as Slimer made his offer. She hesitated and shivered, looking uncertain, as her mind filled with a sort of incredulity at going another time. But yet... There was an air of defeat, at least after a few seconds. Saira knew that she couldn't really have a good chance to run, and she had already 'made a bargain' as it were, so she was sort of stuck here. Haltingly, the girl took a step. Then another step towards the monster. She felt like she was on a high-dive board and was walking into the abyss instead of taking a leap.

"O-okay..."

Slimer watched as Saira slowly tried to walk herself into the jaws of pleasurable rape. She might get ultimate sensuous pleasure from the ordeal but it was ultimately rape. She was stuck in a situation against her will. Although she tried to make the best of the bad scenario, it still was what is was. As she seemed so hesitant about coming to him he thought to encourage her.

Snaking two recently spent tentacles from under his arms he shot them towards her naked body aiming to wrap her waist. The inch thick tendrils looped around her side, over her back and other side, and continued over her belly . The fleshy vines coiled her tightly, and after looping they snaked up seeking the valley between her breasts before coiling each one. He began to reel her in quickly like a great day at the sea. She began pulling towards him. As she reached the demon he promptly put his hands on her smooth shoulders and began pressing her to her knees directly in front of him. Her lovely face inches from his dangling cock, Saira, show me your appreciation and how much you need more pleasure and it shall be yours...

Saira had no choice, when the tendrils wrapped around her and began to tug, but to take a number of awkward steps forwards. Her legs were already wavering from that, and the lingering feelings from before, but... the next act of those tentacles - as well as his hands - was too much for her to oppose, and almost collapsing, Saira hit the floor on her knees. For the briefest of moments, she stared at the member that was suspended in front of her face, but she knew all too well what her situation was.

With a bit of hesitation, Saira let her head lower onto Slimer's length, and the wet contours of her mouth wrapped around it, as her head grudgingly moved up and down...

Thats a good girl Saira...ohhh the demon says as he looks down at her. His hand goes to rest on the top of her head, which is slick from her hair still covered in the green slime, some of it had evaporated, but still the majority was covered in the chemical laden goo. The demon doesn't try to force her head down but merely lets her build up her own courage to pleasure the cock she begins to suck. The feel of her soft lips encircling his stiff member and the warm wetness of her mouth is simply amazing. Her reluctance is obvious but her being trapped by the situation and her own rerising lust has her compliant at the moment and the demon can think of no where else in the universe he would rather be.

The tendrils wrapping her waist and breasts begins to rub their phallic heads over her perky nipples, while the soft vevlety skin of the tentacles gently squeeze and rubs her well formed breasts. He stares down at her lovely curved form and locks eyes with her violet orbs as she slowly bobs up and down on his cock. What tun he was going to have with her, he thought as another groan escaped his fanged mouth as pleasure rippled through him from her delicate mouth.

And, for that while, Saira would keep going. She knew what her situation was, as always, and couldn't just stop... even if the feeling of being lightly pushed onto that length was a bit degrading... or for that matter, how that fact, which'd normally only make her feel disgusted (or so she thought), was also slightly turning her on. Still, no choice. The girl would continue to bob up and down, closing her eyes as if to try to avoid unpleasant things like eye contact with the monster responsible for this, which lingered for only a second before said eye-closing.

Poor girl had no idea what she was going to get involved in this time...

The demon's tentacles continued stroking her sensative nipples while she slowly worked up and down. She didn't seem very enthusiastic and even repulsed as she met his green eyes with her violet ones and closed her eyes, probably imagining herself anywhere but here. Still her warm, succulent mouth worked over his knob, and he let her continue with forcing her, Saira show some more...appreciation...use your...tongue more...faster the demon's low voice rumbled to her in between groans of pleasure. He waited to see if he would need to help her or if she would respond.

Trapped as she was, she seemed to be making the most of a bad situation, which only went so far as to show how different she was from most his prey. They tended to live in denial when such trauma's occurred to them. Putting up useless resistance and even fighting their own orgasms. Saira seemed better suited than most these human women, or she had been somewhat broken in the past. Slimer decided he would find out which before the evening was through, but for now he intended to enjoy her blowjob.