Sensing her confusion he stopped crawling up her body and circling her breast with the tip of his tongue. He let her question lnger on the air for a moment, her confusion had been evident of course but he tried to clear it up.

Clearly you had a fantasy, a particular moment that sits within your mind. A place, a person, maybe even a certain scenario that you have thought of over the years. You can have it … and while I had said there was a price of course you are right to be confused seeing that the only matter that seems to be of any worth is something we already agreed upon.

“No, there is one other, perhaps one that is of greater value to me in the long run. In the tuture I do not want you to resist me but rather obey. To allow me to use you as I see fit. Perhaps this may be the only time we meet, perhaps not, perhaps it will be often but that is what you are gambling on.

Of course I have no compunctions about taking you here and now either. He reached between her thighs rubbing against her pussy with a slow easiness to his hand.

Cynthia was still confused. How could she have this fantasy? Would he arrange for some man to play it out? But then what would he get from it? Luckily, whether by design or coincidence, the monster's ministrations were subtle enough to allow her to think things through: If he just changed his form or created some illusion, then it would be a lie. Better to just accept his monstrous form in that case rather than trade her freedom for fool's gold. No, a vow of obedience would require something of more substantial value to her. He had mentioned others . . .

"C-can you protect me from the other monsters?" She had no idea this was against the rules of the island, or that there were rules for that matter. Uncovering her face she looked up at the creature on top of her, a faint ray of hope in her eyes.

He looked at him as she posed that question, Confusion still, then hope … he sensed that she had carefully thought things true as to what she could gain but what she could loose to. Regardless he had her in this predictament and his hand continued to coak against her sex, rubbing against it as his hand dampened with her desire as he toyed with the body beneath him.

Yes and no ... He paused as he thought then moved to explain his answer. While on this island there are certain rules I must abid by … I cannot interfere with things too often, shouldn't anyway. In fact I should not have even driven off that troll the way I had but, well I wanted something and he's too dumb to lodge a complaint through the proper chanels. Perhaps when you are off this island when these rules no longer constrain me I could but that won't be for some time.

You have already been marked by the denziens of the island. You are in that elite ten percent of those students that are fair game so to speak … but I need not bore you with all those boring tails when I'm most eager to claim my prize.

He pressed a finger inside her barely dipping into that core as far as his first knuckle, white eyes dahing to her features as he did so.

A sigh of disappointment started from her lips at his answer . . . only to turn into a squeak when his finger entered her. Despite his slender digits, he wouldn't be able to push much farther without encountering resistance from her maidenhood.

"T-then just get on with it," she said as she covered her face again and turned her head away. But there was no venom in her words. She just accepted the fact that he couldn't really provide what she sought and was ready to pay him what was already owed. Though it might be a waste of her first time, she just wanted it to be over. The thought that he had already broken the rules for her was a little flattering though, and it made her body that much more accepting of his touch.

He bent down capturing her breast again, letting his mouth tendrils wrap about the orb and squeezed delicately.

That is not to say that there are not other options though. I can influence memories, alter them even or make you forget. I can even set up triggers to surpress matters … but I will allow you to think that over of course.

He pushed his finger inside her a little deeper then caressed her mind as he encountered her maiden head. He essentially turned off her reception of pain first, then pushed against her until his finger dipped inside her core this time stopping when his hand pressed against her sex. He held his finger deep inside her then began to circle her core with that finger dancing against those silken wallls as he was taking his time enjoying the feel of her body.

The quip about thinking things over might very well have been a joke, for most of Cynthia's ability to think disappeared as he pushed his finger into her depths. She felt her hymen stretch and tear, giving way before the invasion.

"Ah-ahhnn!" She was surprised that there was no pain, but even more surprised that it felt so good. Her mind focused entirely on the sensation even as bright red blood began to mix with her vaginal secretions.

Behind her hands, Cynthia's eyes began to flutter and she began to moan again. The pleasure made any thought difficult, otherwise she might have realized that, technically, her debt was now paid.

Yes, technically it was though she had not uttered a complaint but rather basked in that feeling as he at first held his finger motionless inside her then rolled it against her wall, her juices and blood intwining together as he bent down once more suckling on a breast. He had not meant for her to consider what he had posed to her now but later perhaps as she laid down to sleep and churned over the events of the day, perhaps she would consider it after encounters that were far more brutal … that did not matter now though as he tasted her breast, watching them bounce slightly as his finger moved against her, through her.

So tight, yet so ready. His thumb hitched back so that it was touching upon her clit, rubbing against it just as slow.

Yes, he was patient, yes he took his time with her and yes he had been good at what he did. He had attributed some of that to her abilities to derive this pleasure, he had not had to tamper with her arousal and thus far only dulled her sensation to pain to keep her on this high of pleasure.

His finger moved quicker inside her sweeping through her core as her pressed it in and out of her core.

So good . . . so good . . . was the only thought in Cynthia's head as that finger moved in and out of her. It repeated over and over again in time with the digit's motion. She was losing herself to this pleasure nearly as fast as she had the earlier clitoral stimulation. When he resumed rubbing that love bud, however easily, it sent her into overdrive. Her hips began to buck, pressing back against his hand, trying to drive his finger deeper and grind her clit against his thumb harder.

Her breathing became labored, filled with ragged gasps and moans that began to rise in pitch. Her hands slowly fell away from her face, revealing a vacant stare and a mouth that hung open. A bit of drool began to run down the cheek nearest the ground. She arched her back, pressing her breast into his mouth

So good so good so good . . . A vague memory of the earlier rebuke helped her resist succumbing immediately, but it wouldn't be long before she exploded on his hand if he kept up the double stimulation.

Pleased with the sensations that she was feeling his finger pressed more firmly against her clit as she arched back against him, her back arching as he pressed that finger into her repeatedly. She dropped her hands away from her eyes then and a tentacle found her opened mouth slipping inside it as it thrusted into her lips, not too deeply but deep enough where she was aware that he was exploring her there too.

It's alright, you need not hold back.

He pressed into her mind as his finger was pressing inside her. That digit feeling the wetness of her sex, the heat that encompassed him there as his tongue swirled against her nipple in small circles as his mouth tendrils continued to squeeze and play against it as a hand pressed over the other, squeezing that as well.

He gave her permission and for a moment it was like he was stimulating her mind as well as her body. Not in any artificial way, but in the same way that his finger stirred her insides. She hadn't really realized she was holding back for him until that moment and she gladly let go, surrendering to the pleasure.

Cynthia's eyes rolled back in her head and a long, gurgling scream erupted around the tentacle in her mouth. Her clit, her nipples, even her tongue burned with ecstasy, hot spots in a deep, full-body sensation that made her previous orgasm seem like nothing. Her pussy clenched tightly on the monster's finger, desperately trying to squeeze something out of it that just wasn't there. Meanwhile, a fountain of fluid gushed against his palm.

The student's mind was so totally overwhelmed with pleasure that a part of it shut down. Deep in the core of her psyche, something folded up and sealed itself away, becoming completely detached from the experience. Even the great Aegir would have trouble reaching it now. And this core, this seed of consciousness took with it Cynthia's innocence, her naivete and all her inhibitions.

Cindy's eyes slowly regained focus after the powerful sensual storm had passed. She sucked lovingly on the tentacle in her mouth for a few moments before turning her gaze to the creature who gave her such pleasure.

"Thank you, Master," she said with a beatific smile. "May I have another?"

Master he loved the sound of that and it had been far too long since he had been refered in such a manner. He lifted his pam to his face drawing off her essence, licking away the dampness that had collected against his hand as he cast a glance back at her prone form.

He had met others with hidden personalities and some still that guarded minds though he was not quite sure what was happening here. Little surpised Aegir though the occassional surprise was rather pleasant.

Perhaps, slave. Shall I take you now?

With the innocence and inhibitions that made up much of Cynthia's psyche locked away in a safe place, what was left became a desperate, if inexperienced, wanton. Cindy was a slave to her desires and to the creature that had inflamed them. A perfect toy for her Master to play with as he pleased. Such would change when he had had his fill and left her, but for the moment, she belonged to Aegir completely.

"Oh, yes, Master, please!" Cindy's desire was obvious and sincere. Despite her recent orgasm, her whole body hummed with the need for more. Yet she was also conflicted. Though she was so ready to be taken, she also wanted to see her Master's cock up close; to feel it and taste it. But she didn't feel it was her place to ask (she was already a little embarrassed she'd had the gall to ask for another orgasm). If he wanted her to worship him on her knees, he would command it and she would gladly obey. Until then, she would do her best to please him in whatever way he desired.

One of his interesting gifts had been peering inside of minds and that was what he was doing her. He could tell she didn't wish to ask, what she wanted of course and while he so wanted to feel her cased around him Aegir was patient as he wrapped a tentacle about her waist hoisting her up into a sitting position.

First, before that you will honor your Master. On your knees and show ne how eager you are … show me how you seek to have such a reward bestowed upon you.

His cocks (yes cocks for their were three) were promiently displayed to her from beneath the mass of his tentacles. A central, thicker one that was longer than the two that flanked it had jutted out in her direction as they throbbed for the attention of her lips.

Cindy thrilled at the touch of her Master's tentacle around her waist, but she squealed with delight at the sight that greeted her when she was pulled upright. Her eyes widened as she realized there were three distinct shafts present. But it was the sheer size of the main member that really caught her attention. She had never seen a human penis in the flesh before (much less an octopus monster's) and what she had seen had been in sex-ed textbooks so they more resembled Master's secondary shafts in size.

"Master has three!" Cindy remarked appreciatively. She quickly shifted her legs under her so that she was properly kneeling before him. She reached up eagerly, taking his main cock in one hand and a secondary one in the other. She found herself wishing she had three hands! Leaning forward, she kissed the head of Master's largest member while her hands pumped slowly along his shafts.

Yes ... He agreed.

She took two of the three shafts in hand getting a groan out him as her lips encompassed the tip of his central shaft that her lips had to stretch about. He had been a big boy there at least and he began pumping himself slowly into her awaiting lips,

A tentacle reached down between her thighs stroking against the slit of her sex, then pushing it]nto it as another flicked against her love button as he used great dexterity to accomplish this.