The demon read Daphnee's wandering thoughts. She seemed relieved, yet anxious at the same time. Was she the caged animal that once freed knew it would only take a single misstep to return to prison? Was she forever changed? The demon knew she was, as were all the women on this island. Destined for a fate some would consider worse than death. Sure the demon was a part of creating that misery, but he hardly viewed it as such. In his philosophy, you have one existence, one life to live, one time to do it right, no regrets, no longing over what might have been. It is the mindset of the Samarai. Live in the moment, death isn't to be feared, regret is to be feared. If someone was going to get the pleasure of raping these extraordinary human women, well damn it, it might was well be him.

His nature might be cruel if he were to be judged solely upon his heritage, but damn it, that's just racist.

He truly did not enjoy seeing suffering unless someone truly deserved it, or he had a bad day. So maybe everyone's assumptions were right, but honestly he didn't give a damn.

Regardless, he was there for pleasure and sometimes you have to give a little to get a little, or in his case, a whole damned lot. At least that was the pragmatism of how he justified the sacrifices he made on behalf of some of his prey at Shokushu, or perhaps he simply wasn't as coldhearted as even he thought. Nahh that couldn't be it.

His hips redoubled their efforts as more books went clattering to the ground. She came hard around him, not for the first time and far from the last. Her gaze locked with his and he wondered how much did she know. Was she hoping for salvation? From him? If so, it was hope misplaced. His efforts while heroic wouldn't change her fate in thr grand scheme of things. Yet she had willingly provided for his needs while most ran in terror. In was a kindness, one he could easily repay.

Up and down their bodies go, glistening in sweat and passion as he buried himself over and over again in her warm wet depths. Lost for a moment in each others pleasure, one seeking comfort and the other simple pleasures. Had he given more, or had she. What of the future?

It had been during her first year that she had figured matters out. It was a guess and the non answer confirmed that guess. She knew what awaited for the girls after graduation but she had not figured out the motives behind matters.

Things looked bleak. They still had but she had been attempting to formulate a means of escape. If she didn't come up with something soon staying on as a grad student would give her some extra time to make things happen.

Daphnee learned. In the beginning there were so many sadist. From strangulation to boiled alive each one had been worse then the last. She did not know if it had been because she was more or less broken that most of the harsher beings refrained from visiting her. They may have moved on. In any case she had been thankful for that.

So as long as she wasn't hurt she felt that running only made matters worse. She could never truly get away.

More boots flopped to the floor. She would have to get to that later but for now it had not mattered.

“OHH! AWWW! GOOD GAWD!!!”

She could feel that meat carving into him. A hand rested on his shoulder while she leaned in brushing his neck with lips and tongue. Muffled moans left her lips, gawd she was going to cum again. Already, it was a combination of his technique and her own excitement at having that collar removed. Her pussy quivered rippling over the embedded meat as she cried out passionately as that sudden storm swept over her.

The dsmon read her thoughts again and it brought about an interesting thought. To know her fate so soon after arriving. Was it a blessing in that she had more time to plot against her fate? Was it a curse in that she knew what was coming, only to lose out on innocent times of fun, free from worry, that she might have had otherwise? Based on his philosphy, it was a combination of the two. She knew so she could confront the challenges that lay before her, yet at the same time if would be freeing in a manner, to act as she chose, as no consequences she might have to face were worse than what she already had to look forward to.

He chose to act on that sentiment, there and then. She had been freed from that infernal collar, and he intended to help her celebrate in his own fashion.

As he could sense her orgasm approaching, he sped up the pace, hips moving faster and faster as she rode that stiff rod, bouncing towards release. It would be a moment of bliss, a moment when nothing else mattered but pleasure for pleasures sake. He was truly happy he was there to share that moment with her.Her lips where tiny soft feather touches, and he relished each and every one.

As her folds rapidly contracted against him he felt his own release rapidly approaching. He felt that tingling sensation and the impending loss of control as he rammed deeply into her warm depths, her pussy gripping him snuggly. Sensations of pleasure overwhelmed him as he began exploding, it was moments affer she became extra-wet, just before he felt her muscle relax.his warm hot seed flooded her depths.

He rested inside her for a moment, simply content in being buried as deeply as he was inside of her. He waited for his breathing to slow before lowering her legs to the ground and sliding out of her with a wet slushing sound.

Do you feel better now Daphnee? Happy to be free? hes asks staring into her deep eyes.

In the moment she had focused her attention primarily to the pleasure she had been wrapped up with. Not long after her own release did she experience his gushing one in her depths. For a time they had remained just like that.

A hand rested upon his shoulder and she kissed along his neck. Her legs locked around his back coming undone once he began to lower her. He pulled free though his seed was buried deep inside her. It was as if her body was keeping it locked up as none of it leaked free.

Had she tried she could have worked her muscles enough to get some of it out or used her fingers to dig it out those either act was unnecessary.

The question had her pause though. She debated, wondered how much he knew. She disclosed a little knowledge she had learned. “Free from the collar. Not free yet,” she smiled though. Whether he knew what was in store down the line had been irrelevant.

“Thank you.” She stroked a hand against his chest. She might not manage to escape. But with that collar she definitely wasn't going to. In a sense she was one step closer with the damn thing as if she had been prepared for the market quite a number of years in advance.

Maybe by then she was suppose to warm up to the idea but like a wolf snared by a bear trap she would have gnawed off her own leg. Gnawing off her own neck just wasn't possible and would be fatal if she managed it.

Daphnee had attempted suicide some time back. Things had grown dark for her, so bleak at one point where such thoughts had been returning. She was collared and tormented. Slowly though she worked herself out of that state. Partially it was Vex a strange mix of terror and hope.

But hope bloomed a little more without that collar.

A hand wrapped about his member. Her thumb rubbed against that tip. She squeezed a little then relaxed it rather then simply pumping her hand up and down.

“But surely just one time is not a proper exchange.”

The demon loved the feeling of her soft small hands against his broad chest. Daphnee was truly the perfect mixture of feminimity and insouciance. She was beautiful without trying, and certainly not in the classical sense. She had an inner strength and goodness, yes was comfortable with her role in their sexual trists. She was one hell of a woman, yet fragile and close to breaking all in one. Simply a contradiction from head to toe.

As much as he loved her hand against his muscle bound chest, her squeezing of his other muscle was certainly an even better touch. As she squeezed his cock not even stroking it, she would feel it pulse in her hand, thickening right back to full size from even the brief break in activity.

You wish to reward me further? Not that I will tell you no to that ever, but you don't have to reward me tonight. You have already pleasured me enough, and I know its been a difficult day for you. I am certainly you will have plenty of other opportunities to thank me properly when you've had time to adjust to your new found freedom... the demon tried being altruistic, simply giving her that chance to enjoy the moment no strings attached.

Ahh, who the fuck was he kidding, he knew while he could walk away, his perverted nature in him would probably prevail, Although if you wished to please me as a reward for my hard work and sacrifices, I certainly would stop you either.

And there it was, the self centered asshole we all know and love.

She considered the matter for a moment. She obviously wished to reward him but hadn't been prepared to do it justice. While she could have rewarded him the rewards were simple in nature and she wished to go beyond that.

Daphnee was a strange one. She wouldn't run from one of the visitors unless it appeared that she was in stark trouble if she didn't. Something that seem like it lacked intelligence or meant to harm her. She was aware of some of the more malicious guests and would seek to escape from them but the kicker was that she wouldn't flee if she thought it was in her best interest not to. In such occasions if she had been allowed the freedom she did her best to please.

It could have been counter productive. It encouraged attacks but after so many brutal ones it had been her gamble in that if she interested the more benign ones then chances were that they would come around more.

With them engaging in her the worse ones wouldn't. It had worked out reasonably well thus far.

But his member was stiff in her grasp so she had a few options. “A parting gift,” she said with a squeeze. Getting down on her knees she licked one side of him. Green eyes peaked up.

“Basement. Tomorrow night.” Down the other side she licked. Few times she allowed others to restrain her. The basement had plenty of restraints and other devices, even experimental ones from NICE. There were a few guidelines she had in mind but they were few.

She didn't do begging. Mostly that stemmed from her first year with it never working so she stopped. Not even entering playful begging. There had been times that she had fought from begging, was brought close to her braking point. It was rare that she even entered playful begging.

And the lose of control with aphrodisiacs was a pet peeve of hers. Not at experiencing them but they making it far to easy to submit to the sort of begging she never wanted to do. She knew that some of those rooms contained aphrodisiacs.

For now though it seemed such a shame to get him all worked up and do nothing about it. Lips wrapped about the tip of that length sucking playfully at the tip before drawing him in most of the way. She could take in all of him with her pussy without much of a problem though all of him with her mouth was a challenge. It wasn't one that she thought she would fail at but still she didn't take all of him in, at least not yet.

The demon awaited her thoughts, wondering what she had in mind. While he would have easily let her go, he knew he would have visited her in the future. Instead she shocked him, she invited him go the basement the following night. It was almost like a cow inviting a butcher to a slaughter house except all the blood being replaced with cum. She was almost deathly afraid of being restrained so he wondered exactly what she had planned.

Readily, he nodded his agreement. Of course Daphnee, I wouldn't miss it.

Most the women he took on the island he gave pet names to, it was easier to train them that way. A few he used their true names, as either no training was needed or he respected them. It never changed the fact he was going to fuck their brains out whether they liked it or not, but hey why be rude.

As she began licking the sides of his cock, it immediately hardened to full length and thickness. Her mouth was truly delightful as she worked her playful tongue over his cock. He looked down into her green eyes with his own and was thrilled she had decided to give him a bonus present tonight. His hand rubbed through her soft chopped hair, and he simply enjoyed himself as she kneed there and went to work pleasing him.

What they did later had been his reward, in a sense she had no idea what that was though there were only a few things that she had in mind as far as restrictions. It had been been a means of reinforcing her training too.

But not that she was not worried about all that now. It was his reward to do what he wished after all and she worked now. Rather then let him leave just yet, not that she could stop him from departing if that was his wish.

She could attempt to persuade him with her body though that had been the limits of any actual power she may have had. If she had been allowed a little freedom in a sense she put forth a lot of effort.

Such as now, that tongue worked against him. Teased him. Then she took him into her mouth. Descending slowly down him. Using the suction of her mouth she pressed them around him.

Dropping part way over him then back up her next bob took a little more and the next bob took more still. Slowly she took him in a she worked her way down. Using her tongue in unison with those sucks she swept it about his hardness.

When she reached the limits she could take she worked down no further. Rather then deeper she took him faster building up from a lethargic pace. Her eyes remained connected to his own all the while attempting to better read him and adjust if she had too. If he showed signs of impatience she would speed up. And signs of pleasure she would slow down in order to draw out his pleasure further.

All thoughfs of future rewards were long gone as he decided to embrace the here and now fully. His green eyes locked on hers passing a look of passion and desire. She seemed intent on reading his face like a cheap book, and the way she seemed to pace herself perfectly, he thought maybe she had indeed gained the ability to read the demon's mind.

She bobbed her lovely head up and down faster enough to keep him feeling nothing but ultimate satisfaction, but slow enough to keep him from cumking anytime soon. His hands slip into her soft purple hair of each side of her head and slowly stroke her silky strands, the sensations joining the pleasure of her warm mouth enveloping that thick cock.

My heavens Daphnee...you are truly a goddess on her knees...you AHH...mouth is beyond words... the demon tries to speak, but as her tongue works over the bottom of his shaft its futile and her work breaks him down into moans and animalistic grunts.

Even his eye contact is lost as he is forced to lean his head bad, eyes rolling up into his head from the unending sensations of wet warmth embracing and releasing him only to return.

It was simply a slow blowjob designed to give an infinite sense of pleasure, her technique immaculate, the stamina of her jaw, worthly of song, the softness of her lips the stuff of legends, the perfect suction and timing, simply uncomparable.

It was head given in complete unselfish desire to pleasure the demon and he couldn't demean it as anything but. He opens his eyes and forces himself to stare at the face of the woman bringing him such ecstacy. Groans, moans and subtle shudders of pleasure wash over him from his cock outwards.

Just for a second she had wondered what her hair looked like as his fingers ran through it and touched her loosely holding onto her head. So far he had not sought to control her pace and she did smile as much as she could anyway with his cock in her mouth given his praise.

She would trim out her hair if necessary though for now her concentration had been on the task ahead of her. Had he seemed restless she would adapt rather than loosing the control she had obtained thus far. The pace established wasn't so much of a restraint though even having her head held in place if she could not draw back caused a degree of nervousness. Granted, not as much. His hands so place id not trigger such a response though. Nor had she tensed up any still free to move.

Now the kicker would be when he came. She normally would have swallowed but had to be mindfully of the chemicals within it. She had been subject to aphrodisiacs before, all night long in some cases but she had experienced sexual torment at such times. Had he left though she was unsure how she would handle matters.

Another matter was if his cum was activated by ingesting or if she was in danger just by contact with it. She had tasted a bit of it on his member from his prior release though it didn't seem to be enough to effect her overly much. It made her horny, but not to the same degree that she had been insatiable.

It wasn't as if she sought to deny him or wouldn't have given him more but if she was so infused then today could bleed into tomorrow or at the least she would lack the stamina tomorrow night when his reward truly began.

But she continued, in no rush as her tongue traced against that member. Briefly she picked up speed, slowed it down then picked it up again. Her eyes never leaving his while his had been pen, even when they had been closed she had been watching to better assist her efforts.

The demon moaned as she continued her slow but steady pace, intent apparently on giving Slimer contast gratification. He could spend the rest of his long life, feeling her mouth worshipping his cock and died content a life well spents. Suckling warmth shot directly for the side, bottom and tip of his cock directly through his body. Waves upon waves of pleasure as she shifted, sucked and licked. Her fabulous eyes locked on him in concern for maximizing his pleasure, that constant gaze only added to the sensuality of the moment.

His fingers kept stroking through her hair. When he needed the sample he hadn't meant to cut as much as he did but had ended up cutting six inches all told. Pulled together into a pony tail in back he aimed to cut a stright line when he did it and managed to accomplish it, more or less, for spell sample, and is it fell free, it was almost a blunt line, slightly shorter in length in back while slightly longer in front by her face. Any shorter layers or bangs thankfully were spared from the ingredient collection.

His mind bonded with hers he decided to answer her curiosity.The chemicals...in my cum...would have to be swallowed...to have an effect...oh my...your sweet mouth...you are driving...me crazy...oh...don't stop...that magical tongue... he spoke in a harsh, deep voice, uttered more than spoke actually.

He would have wondered at her intentions for the next night but honestly an attempt at thoughts beyond the there and then were simply futile. As her head bobbed he simply groaned and felt a huge orgasm slowly build, but at that pace he was in zero rush, allowing her to dictate his pleasure content on enjoying the moment for as long as she decided to have it last.

doubt though she hated for that seed to go to waste it would only be for this time. Less concerned now about receiving a mouthful of cum it had not mattered how fast he came

But she was in no rush just like him. In fact while he was present it was safe to say that no other beings would target her. She had been targeted no more than once a day. The only time she had to deal with two had been when she was meeting one in the first place and that had not ended in anything sexual that day.

There had been no hard and fast rule. They could strike at any time at any place. Whether there were limits she had not known though Momo told her that there were some safe areas, generally at sporting events or the cafeteria where lots of people were around but there was no hard and fast rule they needed to follow so this was more speculation she felt.

A discreet monster may have been able to operate in such situations. She knew that at least one could get inside her head to take control. Possibly two, she had not quite worked out the later and thankfully that she did not see him in some time. As thankful as to the fact that none ha

The very fact that she had been attacked in Bria's room after assisting her there when she found the girl unconscious had been all the proof she needed to know that.

But she took her time seeing that they were in no rush. When she felt him getting close she backed off just enough. And when he seemed to relax some she started up again. But there was always some form of stimulation. So he knew that even when she backed off at one point he would have had enough where it was too late.

Her tongue danced around that rod. Even without his instruction it would have. Feeling the intensity of that throb she determined that he was closer now and thought that it would be best not to ease off him now and kept up an even tempo now waiting for that fateful moment.

The demon looked down into that innocent face, his hand sliding over that silky hair, watching as her lips engulfed his cock, and he listened to her thoughts. He made her feel safe as strange as that was. He figured there were much rougher entities out there, some whose perversions ranged from the erotic sexual kind to those who perferred terror and pain, so he could definitely understand. The reality was in that moment as she continued that wonderous blowjob, the only thing that existed was Daphnee's generous lips and tongue, and the feel against his velvety of them.

Her tongue shots sensations up and down his spine of pure pleasure. The firm yet pliant flesh pressing softly and aggressively against his sensative skin. While her tender mouth stretched to welcome and absorb inch after inch. It was like a dip in her tight delicious pussy yet with every inch being manipulated and used to enhance his pleasure. While she couldn't take as much of him inside as she could her folds, what she did managed to take was bathed in extra wondrous attentions.

As he drew nearer to an explosion release she eased back yet again, driving the demon wild with anticipation. It was slow methodical build up of excruciating pleasure. As she moved the soft friction was unrelenting. Moment after moment lovely delcious rubbing against all side of his member. His pleasure had built to undescribable levels and it seemed she knew it.

Daphnee seemed to be relishing having control over his release and the demon applauded her mentally for the fantastic manipulation she had over him.

Then, she settled into a pace that maybe was the result of a tiring jaw, or perhaps she simply figured it was time to allow the poor demon to finally crest the peak and explode. Whatever the cause her movement became more regular, her bobs on an even interval, her pace a little more franetic.

With so much build up, and delayed gratification it didn't take long for the throbbing to increase, his balls close to clearing the built up need.

Fuck Daphnee...gonna cum... it was all he managed before after a few more bounces of her head it began.

It was a detonation of sensation, so delayed the agonizing pleasure turned to utter moments of ultimate bliss. The prussure built and every moment lowered a flood gate, one after the other until finally his seed shot forth from his tip, in wave after wave of spurts. Whether into her mouth or showering her angelic face hair and body would depend entirely on her movements and how quick she acted.

She showed she had been in no hurry. Thinking that he may have forced this on others in the past it was probably quick to get it over with as soon as possible or sloppy. It had occurred to her though he probably slimed his victims to make them a bit more enthusiastic about it.

In any case whether forced or drugged she was doing this with a clear head, with choice. Drawing out his pleasure as long as possible with his declaration she was going to slow down again but he had enough, cumming before she had the chance.

With more than half his length in her mouth her lips tightened as best as they could against that throbbing member. She had not pulled back though, not yet as she felt the power behind that gush. She was not quite done teasing though as her tongue moved to cover that slit like a finger over a garden hose. But it moved off and one him allowing him to fill her mouth slowly. Her cheeks puffed out, there was just too much cum and she was at that point where she had to either disengage or swallow.

Her eyes flicked away to the side looking for a spot to spit some of that seed. Seeing a book that had been filed in the wrong section she moved it to the opposite side of her body, disengaged and spat.

Some of his cum fired over her chin but not much before her mouth closed around him again, filling but with that cum and repeating that process as long as it took. When he had finished she licked him off pitting every once in a while when collecting enough of his seed though not much towards the end. Little amounts had been arousing but not as intense. She could deal with that.

She disengaged that final time casting her gaze back up then standing pulling herself up by his hips. "You won't forget? Tomorrow night. Basement.”

It was easy for her to move about as a Prefect. Determining a time and a room number she trusted that he could get there easy enough. After hours the place had been locked though tomorrow she could deal with all the logistics of that, more for her sake to get in since the entities her could deal with lock easily enough she assumed. She never had to use them to stay hidden but many seemed to have abilities or features that had been quite unusual.

The demon's orgasm was finally allowed to happen. When it did, all the build up, all the pleasure magnified into one massive moment of sheer bliss. Cum exploded from his cock and the demon was curious whether Dapnee planned on becoming drunk on what she had worked up, or whether she planned a cum shower. Instead she seemed to have a plan. She grabbed a large history book, presumably something no one would miss as humans seemed intent on suffering the same sins their ancestors suffered through failure to learn, and began syphoning it till her cheeks were buldged like a chipment after a successful harvest. She would quickly turn and spit, and return to accept the next load in her wonderful mouth. Other than a few stray shots to her chin and hair as she turned and returned, it was a damned impressive plan that worked. The demon got to cum inside her glorious mouth and Daphnee avoided becoming a slave to the vicious cycle of pleasure and release.It seemed that unlike most, she remembered her history and learned from it. Given her exceptional intelligence and her equally exceptional sexuality and giving he couldn't begin to imagine what else she had in store for their meeting the next night.

My heavens Daphnee, you never cease to amaze me. Your beauty is only matched by your ingenuity. You blew my mind. I wouldn't miss tomorrow for all the riches in the galaxy.

The demon watched her depart, equal parts sadness the evening had ended, equal part longing for what was to come, and equal part hope that perhaps someone so amazing might know a moments peace before fate claimed her.

As she left, he made his way to his home on Shukushu in his cave. The room number and time etched forever in his brain. He normally was relaxed but still restless after a sexual conquest, but oddly enough that night he simply laid in his king size accomodations and slept. His dreams that night were of a particularly vivid nature, and focused around only one thing. More accurately they only focus around one human woman. Daphnee.