As the demon worked his fingers inside her, Renetta continued to moan loudly, held hostage in her own orgasm. Her body trembled on and on as her climax was prolonged, until it seemed as though she'd lapsed directly into a second one, her pussy squirting briefly at the intense over-stimulation.

At last, she came down, panting as she lay on the desk. At his accusations of enjoying her own rape, she turned her head away in shame, tears returning to her eyes. But she didn't have time to wallow for long. He quickly grabbed her and forced her onto her knees, telling her to pleasure him, or be ravaged immediately. She whimpered softly, but dared not incur his wrath now. If she could hold him off long enough, maybe she'd find a way to escape before he took her. Cautiously, she raised her hands, and placed them around his shaft. Her eyes went wide as she felt him. Not only was his cock massive, but it was hard as stone. She whimpered again at the thought of it plunging into her relatively inexperienced sex. Slowly, she began to stroke her hand up and down it.

The girl had the sense not to try to resist, instead going straight to work with her hands. There was an obvious moment of surprise and fear when she first touched his shaft; evidently, she'd not really noticed the size until then. Well, let her worry; the fear was something of an aphrodisiac to him, and she'd eventually find that she wasn't actually in danger of real injury. That last part would have been true even without the school's rules; unlike some of the guests, he wasn't sadistic, and there were advantages to being thought of as 'not as bad as the others.'

For now, he let her control the pace; if she was too slow, a few threats would probably be enough to get her to speed up, and he could get more forceful if she started trying to stall.

She couldn't help but breathe heavily as she stroked his cock, still trying not to think about it penetrating her. Her warm breath washed over his head, and she gradually drew closer. She gulped, wondering if she could get away with only touching it. Not likely, she knew. She knew what he wanted, and she was still afraid of what he'd do if she didn't give it to him. Nervously, she extended her tongue, and gently licked the tip of his cock.

He let out a gasp of pleasure as she licked the head of his cock. While she wasn't in any hurry, she clearly just needed time to work up to the full act. One hand moved behind her head, not touching her but in position to stop her if she suddenly decided to try to get away; he didn't expect she would, but it was better to be prepared, especially if she managed to… distract him sufficiently right before making a break for it.

Renetta whimpered slightly as his hand moved behind her head, and she gave it a nervous glance. Still, she persevered, licking the tip of his cock again, before pressing her tongue more firmly against his shaft and licking her way down. His cock didn't taste entirely unpleasant, even if she didn't want to be here. In spite of her unwillingness, she felt arousal creeping back into her loins as she pleasured the thick shaft.

Despite her obvious dislike and fear (or perhaps despite the former and because of the latter), the girl was putting serious effort into pleasuring him. This surprised him to a degree; most students in her position would be sucking his cock by now in an attempt to get the experience over with sooner. Her efforts were rewarded with more sounds of his pleasure. "Mmmm… Yes… You're really good at this," he said as her tongue worked its way down his shaft.

Renetta winced and whimpered at his words. As if it wasn't bad enough that he'd forced her into this, or that she was actually still aroused, now he was complimenting her. It made her feel dirty, yet she dare not stop or talk back to him. She continued to lick his shaft, slowly licking up and down his cock with her small, soft tongue. She brought it to the tip of his cock and tongued his head gently. Finally, she put her lips up to his tip. But she hesitated before going any further. Even afraid of his reprisal, her reluctance was starting to get the better of her.

The girl's reluctance finally seemed to be overcoming her fear of him as she put her lips against the tip of his cock. "Well don't stop there," he snarled, placing his hand on the back of her head and pressing the head of his shaft between her lips. He wouldn't use more force if she continued on her own, but that was up to her.

She squealed dejectedly as he pressed her forward, screwing her eyes shut as she was forced to take his length into her mouth. Her lips opened without resistance, sliding down his shaft, soft and wet. Tears glimmered on her eyelashes as she sucked gently on his cock, though her hands began trying to push against his hips, pressing her away.

The girl offered no real resistance to his 'encouragement,' her lips parting to admit his shaft as he pushed her head forward. Oh, she tried to push herself away, but even the hand on her head was enough to keep her from doing so. Even so, he put two more of his hands on her shoulders to make sure she couldn't somehow gain the leverage to get loose.

He began to gasp in pleasure as she slowly worked him towards an orgasm. It would take a while at her current pace, but the room wasn't going to be in use for any more official activities today anyway.

Renetta whimpered as she was forced to accept his cock all the way into her mouth. She kept her hands against his hips, offering a token resistance, but she knew it wouldn't do her any good against him. Slowly, she began to bob her head, sliding her lips up and down his shaft as she gently sucked. Her lips were soft and warm on his skin, wet from the saliva leaking out of her mouth.

The girl started to work his shaft with her lips. The changes in his groans of pleasure would give her an idea of how her actions were slowly speeding up the inevitable result. As the first drops of precum dripped into her mouth, he released her head, giving her the chance to pull back and take his release on her face instead of in her mouth if she chose.

Renetta's eyes teared up as she heard his moans, knowing he was taking pleasure from this. She pressed on, afraid to make him angry, but the second he took his hand off her head, she pulled off, gasping for air and grimacing at the taste of his precum on her tongue. As soon as she did, however, her face quickly became the target of his release.

She had barely a second after pulling away from his cock before the first spurt of his climax splattered on her cheek. His hand stopped her from pulling too far away as he directed his release over her face, carefully avoiding spraying any too close to her eyes until she closed them. After several shots hit her, he rubbed the tip of his cock against her lips, almost forcing her to taste the last drops of his cum.

Even then, he didn't give her a chance to recover, picking her up and lying her back on the desk. Two of his hands lifted her hips while the other two fondled her breasts, and he forced his body between her legs, the tip of his shaft pressing against her netherlips.

Renetta yelped as she barely had time to see his jizz fly towards her, before the first shot landed across her nose. It felt hot and sticky, and smelled potent in her nostrils. The girl whimpered and closed her eyes, forced to take shot after shot of his load across her face. She blushed brightly at the shame of being painted by his cum, moaning in displeasure as he forced his cock against her lips. Even still, she didn't dare to resist, and she opened her mouth slightly, tasting his release as it dripped onto her tongue.

As he pulled away, she was about to beg for mercy, when she suddenly felt herself lifted into the air. She screamed as she felt the desk press against her back. Suddenly, his hands were everywhere, manipulating and fondling her body. "N-no! No, please! Stop!" she begged, trying to thrash, but his hands kept her too firmly pressed in place. She felt pressure against her slit. "N-no..." she whispered.