Aegir watched the show as that finger slid along puffy wet nethers. Summer was more than ready. As he watched her suck on her finger her mind began to unravel at the wrongness of the situation she now found herself in. Battling against reason and fantasy.

Curious it was rare that he was surprised by much these days. Even this half assed scenario he placed together on the spur of the moment should have accomplished his goals. Yet not knowing the state of her confusion got the better of him. There was the normal feelings in giving into a dream or fantasy then there was the struggle against it no matter how real it felt. He went digging deeper into her memories to resolve his own curiosity. Only that he dug too deep unlocking a suppressed memory.

She panicked as reality slammed back into her. It was charming for her to think that the simple act in closing her legs would stop him. Aegir sighed.

“You just had to remember.”

Grace's eyes went white. At the same time that lovely red hair began to fall away in clumps as she grew in height. Creamy skin darkened while four tendrils split out from around her mouth. Not long after tentacles split apart her legs and extended out from her hips. The transformation was nothing of the sort since Aegir simple shifted the illusion while slowly dropping it.

Fear and anger was there and while he could suppress such he didn't do so immediately. Sensing something else building inside her he found himself curious once more. Telekinesis? A start …

No. Your grandmother has no baring on this. Aegir stated. Not in words but those words pressed into her head. My name if you must know is Aegir. To save time I am not going to kill you. These rooms are sound proof. Resist if you like but it will make little difference in the end.

Submit to me and you may even have a pleasant time of things. A pair of tentacles looped around her ankles drawing her legs open once more despite her struggles. Another rubbed against her cheek. While the ancient being did not go at her straight away he held off briefly allowing her to process the moment and perhaps allow her to question things.

She watched in horror as the illusion of Grace melted away, how her heart broke apart again as she seemingly lost her for the second time. No, it wasn't her. You were being tricked. She thought to herself, her eyes now cast in a glare. That anger in her stomach was starting to bubble, the feeling of fear was washed away and replaced with hatred. Not because of what it was about to do to her further, no. It was the guise it took.

Suddenly it's voice pierced her head, she could feel what it was saying more so than hear it. She was confused at first, it sort of snapped her out of the haze of hate and anger she was building up.

Aegir? she thought back- Summer was intelligent and clever; if this thing could make itself look like Grace than the only logical explanation, no matter how unreasonable this situation was, was that it could read her mind or at least her memories? She wasn't sure. Wait, why are they sound proof?! as it told her something completely unexpected. But her mind quickly worked out an answer. She just wasn't sure she believed it, what if this was just a fever dream?

The pressure around her ankles as her legs were suddenly yanked apart told her otherwise, her pussy still glistening with wetness from her earlier arousal and orgasm once more exposed to this alien being in front of her. It wanted her to submit, and while it claimed she wouldn't be killed, it never said it wouldn't harm her. Even if she wanted to resist, she couldn't and not just because her ankles were ensnared. She didn't have a weapon, there was her bow, but it wasn't sturdy enough to be used like a sword and was wood anyways nor was she allowed arrows. Also she couldn't move!

All she had was her anger and that growing sense of hatred and now frustration of powerlessness. Maybe it could be reasoned with? No, it gave its demands. It wants me to submit If only she had anything, anything to throw to dislodge herself. The thing was stroking her cheek now and- Snap. The sound of a discordant note rang in her head as that thrum of energy welled up. Summer screamed, she didn't scream for anyone, for help, she just screamed. She didn't want this.

I don't want this I Don't Want This I DON'T WANT THIS. Echoed in her head as objects around the room went from rattling to rising and rather pointlessly hurling at the being known as Aegir- they were small objects, a shoe, some of her clothes, a medal from a wall. Nothing truly impressive outside of the fact that it was definitely the woman doing it who had just psyched herself out.

Her anger subsided for a moment as his thoughts intruded on her own. While she reasoned things out he casually glanced to the bow hanging on the wall. Certainly following her surface thoughts as she worked out why the weapon was rather pointless in this situation.

Reasoned with? Perhaps. But I do not think you could offer anything that I would want more than this. He had plenty of riches. About the only thing she could do outside of his control was submit and he could have forced compliance if he wished.

He had been about to address her concerns about being harmed when something inside her snapped. A primal scream being the catalyst in her launching several objects at him. Had he not reacted they would have done little but annoy him. Given the consistency of his skin he was resistant to most blows. Not having bones meant that he wasn't as vulnerable to bludgeoning. Piercing and slashing weapons were more harmful to him. Aegir did have organs.

Before the objects made contact he seized control of them. They orbited around him a few times then dropped to the floor around him. Still it was impressive since the skill was latent and there were inhibitors in place that dulled the abilities of the students.

After seeing this demonstration he caressed a portion of her mind. Calming her as he siphoned off that fear. He let the anger remain for the time being allowing her decisions to be free more or less of his influence.

Since you are new to this I feel as if I should educate you on a few things. But you're a smart girl and can work things out for yourself. With the barest hint about the make up of the room you have guessed why they are sound proof. On second thought I shouldn't ruin things for you.

With that a tentacle teased along that wet slit. Gathering a bit of moisture at the same time he teased her soft petals.

As the mass of tentacles siphoned away at her fear, her own mind came to a sluggish stop as if what ever outburst seemed to have drain the woman- not even aware of what she did. There was now a certain calmness about her now as that intense anger of hers subsided, she just looked at Aegir for a moment as her mind now processing without that annoying fear overriding her logical thoughts.

...I wont submit, but I can't stop you either. She thought sharply as she winced as a tentacle slid up along the slit of her sex- her eyes looking down at it in disgust. But being disgusted by it wasn't going to help her situation and she just flopped her head back on her bed where her pillow once was. This was the only true defiance she could give, by refusing to submit, but accepting that there was no way out of this situation. This thing was going to fuck her.

Ruin things for me? I don't like the sound of that. Dread would be filling her mind here, but instead just the calm methodical thought of nightmarish creatures filling her head. Some of them were quite grotesque and given her situation, her mind ran away with what they were doing. She then took in a deep breathe and exhaled slowly, giving Aegir a particular treat. All of her thoughts washed away, blanketed by the visualization of a pond with the reflection of a full moon- the tune of a flute playing through out it with a melancholic melody.

It was focus, intense focus, much like one would need during a competition. But instead of focusing on her bow and hitting a target, she was focusing on the tentacle against her slit that had been teasing at her sex for the last minute or so. She let the pleasure wash over her, that weird texture over making her just ever bit curious and sending a shiver up her spine, if nothing else this would be an experience.

"Mmm.." she moaned out softly finally as if she was urging the creature along- her pussy once against slick with wetness as she was becoming aroused from it finally.

She concluded that she couldn't stop him. Her mind considered what he said as images filled it. Other guests to the island filled her head. What she envisioned wasn't to far from the truth either. Some experiences would certainly be rough. She was lucky to encounter him first only in that he was less harsh than most.

Her concentration and focus narrowed, Aegir felt that calmness. Images of the moon reflected in water. The melody of a flute. It was a tune he was unfamiliar with. As much information he had gathered in his day there were still things that he had yet to learn. The piece may not have been popular among the other students were he received the bulk of his information these days.

Summer was coming around as she adapted to that texture that traced against her. Fingers set down on her clit rubbing in small circles while that tentacle continued to play with her. Tapping back in to her senses that flute music sounded as if it were actually playing,

Good enough. Rarely does one submit the first time around. After a taste of the others you may sing a different tune. Aegir would allow her to learn these things on her own. After some time she should realize that when one of the guests were around usually she was safe from the others for a time. A day at least. Sometimes longer though in such cases that was often because someone got to enthusiastic and took a student for an extended amount of time.

He did so himself every so often to give a particular favorite a bit of a break. Though it was unnecessary. By altering perceptions he could make a few minutes seem like days, weeks or months and that was just as good without missing any classes or other events while providing a break in much the same way. The effects were the same.

As her arousal grew other tentacles grew more eager. Coiling around her tits they squeezed. Another found her lips tracing against them while the one playing with her sex lined up against it. The tip pressing inside her. Wriggling against her insides just an inch or so. It stopped after a few minutes, advanced deeper and began rubbing against her insides again. He repeated this action. The more that tentacle advanced the thicker it became until he widened her to her limit.

Then he drew back slowly only to press back within that tight wet sex just as slowly. Giving her time to process this sensation that tentacle tasted those juices as he played with her. Each tentacle capable of tasting the things they touched and manipulated just as well as his mouth could.

The tune was one she herself likely came up with and likely just a byproduct of her situation currently. She after all well and truly didn’t want this. But, like with her grandma’s punishment it was better to just quietly accept it and let this thing have it’s way with her as it was. There was a sharp gasp from the girl as her clit was being fingered, causing her to jolt and make her tits shake before they had tentacles coiled around them. This felt oddly erotic, as many different points of her body were coming under attack at once.

“Ahh..” she moaned softly, her mouth opening and the tip of her tongue striking accidentally at the head of that tentacle that was waiting for entrance into her mouth- the brief taste of it was enough to make her curious mind more eager, and so she craned her neck to kiss the head of it in a soft suckle as if urging it into her mouth. That tentacle however found itself engulfed in her mouth as another member had invaded her hot wet pussy.

Her walls were as tight as a virgin almost, except Aegir would discover she wasn’t one. They clamped down around the tentacle as if instinctly trying to stop it from reaching her depths but to no avail. She let out another moan as her mouth clamped down around the tentacle she willing invited in, her tongue way to eager to dance around it with unexpected grace. The hot silky tongue lapping up the shaft and coiling around it initially as she flicked the tip of it against the tentacle and moaned heatedly as her pussy was now fully being fucked.

Her body now wanted it, and the curious part of her did too. It wasn’t exactly like having sex with a man, and her body was still mostly craving the attention from before she broke the illusion of Grace, she’d now end up this things slut for the moment.

For one that didn't wish to submit Summer found herself responding as curiosity got the better of her. His tentacle was slow to press into her waiting mouth allowing her to invite it in as well as play with it some. Like a tongue it responded to her as it danced along her own.

Her depths contracted against him. Moaning as she squeezed against him. It felt good making him wonder just how pleasant an experience he would have once he moved on to other parts of his anatomy. The more she responded the more likely he would reward her in some way.

She was enjoying it. His tentacle inside her was eager to please. His last two tentacles crept up along her arms. Stretching them out above her head as he pressed them to the mattress Aegir loomed above her. Tentacles were all over her. His fingers rubbed against her clit a little harder, a little faster, rotating in the opposite direction now as they moved against her counter clock wise.

Nice and tight. I may have thought you never did this before but I know otherwise. He went through her mind as he took claim of her body. His tentacle twisting inside her much like a screw. Given his boneless nature it twisted even as it pumped in and out of her. Once it could twist no more it began to uncoil and twist in the opposite direction.

Aegir churned up her insides with careful lethargy. He was in no rush and the longer he drew out her pleasure the better. He kept a careful eye on that build up within her head. Constantly denying her whenever she got dangerously close to hitting that peak. All the while he felt her own pleasure building only to be denied again and again.

The tips of his tentacles brushed against and circled her nipples. A hand assisting one of the tentacles as he took the curve of a breast in hand. That touch rubbed against her skin contrasting with those squeezes.

Do you wish to cum? You'll have to earn it. He stated. There was no reason he couldn't make this a learning experience as well. Give me that metal there. He did not say how nor did he allow her to move much from beneath his grasp so she couldn't just hand him the object that rested nearby on the floor either.

Nor did he say how. But he would assist in clearing her mind a little if she sought to try mentally. He wouldn't do much save for let her concentrate a little better given the circumstances. Nor did he expect any results any time soon. The distraction did allow him to ruffle through her mind a bit longer as he planned his next move.

Summer gasps and moans as the tentacle thrusts itself into the depths of her soaking wet pussy- this thing was literally trying to screw her brains out. It was much different compared to the two god awful experiences she had with human males. Her mind stopped for just a moment as it mentally processed what she just thought- how was she reacting to this so calmly? She knew she was curious, she was always adventurous when it came to Grace. But this far exceeds what is normally considered sane. She let out another gasp as her hands were suddenly restrained above her head, her back arching a bit so that her tits puffed out as if inviting Aegir to take them too and while not her attention, he did and her nipples responded in kind to it as even more pleasure coursed through her body.

She couldn't take it anymore, it truly. The kind of pleasure she was used to was always much more gentle, intense. This was something else and it kept threatening to wash her away. But every time she felt like she was about to cum all over the tentacle dancing around inside the hot tight depths of her pussy, the feeling subsides. It was maddening and it made her try to move her body more as if trying to help the alien to make her cum. Though two thoughts jumped into her mind that were her own, followed by his.

This thing likely doesn't need help...and it's so.. deliberate. and as if to confirm what she was thinking, he told her that she would need to earn her orgasm, Typical. she couldn't help but retort, as if that was her experience when it came to penetrative sex. She hated this, she- Wait, what? How am I suppose to give you that when I'm bound like this? she looked over to where her medals were hanging and noticed that they weren't there. In fact, her room was now a total disaster! What a jerk alien- wait that also doesn't seem right. But her body aching for release forced her to try to consider ways she could do this task. She was pretty sure she couldn't escape, and it's not like magic existed. Though she was currently being fucked by something that logically should not exist- and nearly liking it at that.

While he teased her he teased himself too. Unlike her he had thousands of years to get use to the constant denial and continued build up. This was spice to him. Just enough to enhance a meal rather than too much causing it's ruin.

She was enjoying herself and he didn't have to manipulate her senses much. Her retort was ignored. Eyes taking in their surroundings for the first time. Aegir felt her warring with herself as she assembled the bigger picture. At first he was silent letting her mind work out those details while he played with that body.

So soft on the outside. So warm on the inside. He felt how mad he was driving her. Even getting some amusement out of the fact that she attempted to take more than he offered if only to push herself over the limit. Not only did he sense those intentions and counter them Aegir could simply shut off or turn on regions of her mind so that she would or wouldn't cum by his whim regardless of how much she tried.

Still he kept manipulating her to a minimum.

Oh you did that. Don't you recall launching those objects at me? You have some potential. Look at the object. Focus on it. Think about all the things you do to pick it up. Take in it's feel. It's weight. The coolness of the metal. The feel of hat ribbon. Surround it with your thoughts and draw it to yourself.

That tentacle paused within her giving her a bit of ease in concentrating. Fingers stilled over her clit and his touch melted away from her. He was still holding her arms down but let go of her elsewhere. Even the tentacle in her mouth backed off.

Aegir didn't steal away from her completely. Those ripe melons were too appealing to ignore and so his hands traced over each globe. Rubbing against the curve, Pressing against that flesh. Thumbs brushing over erect nipples as he continued to stir her up in some fashion.

Summer felt a bit of relief wash over her as the alien stimulating her had paused outside of groping and fondling her firm mounds of flesh, the feeling of arousal still apparent as her nips stood to attention as if begging for more. She felt gross, now that the constant pleasure had eased up just a bit. She wasn't sure why he thought she threw the stuff at her; she had been restrained this whole time. Her body ached a bit as all the various sensations swept across her, her hair a sticky mess against her hot and slick skin- the pounding of her heart against her chest from being fucked for what she thought was hard. Her wet pussy contracting around the tentacle inside of her still and the electricity of the still finger against her clit.

The tentacle left her mouth, as she gasps for just a bit and sucks in air as she recovered. She hoped that it was done with her, but deep down she knew otherwise- she hadn't completed the task that it had given her. But how was she supposed to do it? It gave her instruction, it thought she was capable as asinine as it was. That would be like doing magic, and magic doesn't exist. But, then again nor do aliens and yet here was one fucking her. So she shut her eyes and focused on the medal and picked it up in her mind, her fingertips grazing across the front and back. It was the first medal she had ever won, she had set a record during that competition to the point that many doubted she was a first year student. Every arrow she released found its mark, it was unnerving almost- one arrow had gone wild she was sure of it and even still it found its way to that bullseye.

She remembered having the ribbon put around her neck, the giddiness and joy she felt. She played with that medal for many nights, a reflection of her own will, dedication and self-discipline. It's ridged edge always tickled when she'd trace around it, and the archer inscribed on it looked so disciplined and regal. Summer didn't realize it, but the object had flipped and turned as if it was being fingered affectionately.

I can't do it. Her eyes opened and she looked at the alien creature who was still grouping her tits, causing the tingle of excitement to jolt across her spine and causing her to moan softly as she looked down to the object, pretty sure it had moved again. The electricity thrummed and-

Don't you wish you could just throw it at it and get away from this already? Her own thoughts swirled, as the effect of the overwhelming pleasure let her proper rationally return. Yeah I really just want to throw it at it for all the good it'd do...

- mixed with that feeling of pleasure and frustration, Summer's eyes moving back from the medal to Aegir, just in time to see the object go wobbling through the air at it.

Aegir traced her errant thoughts. Going back to the event where she won the metal. His touch was a bit distracting though not much. Summer had to adapt to the impossible. Coming to grips with aliens and magic. Her thoughts returned to harming her with the metal. Not that he thought that such a small object would do much unless she accelerated it to remarkable speed. His very nature cushioned him against most ordinary blows as it were.

Still she managed it. The metal wobbling through the air until he seized it mentally. Guiding it to his hand he nodded. A thumb moving over the surface of the metal as his finger rotated over her clit.

Excellent. With the stress you're under that was a remarkable attempt. The metal floated across the room hanging back up. His attention returned to her. Tentacles wrapped about her ankles lifting her lower body up so that most of her body rested on her upper back and shoulders. The one inside her drew out nice and slowly. Smeared in her juices the tip move between her ass cheeks playing with her back door.

Bending at an impossible angle his mouth engulfed a breast. The tendrils near his mouth fanned out around the globe compressing against the skin as he sucked and licked. Aegir's tongue traced over that nipple.

[color=#FF0000 I did say you had to earn your release … I wonder which sort you'd be after more.[/color] Now he slowly increased her arousal levels as he worked.

How should I reward you? Perhaps I should take you in each hole. Perhaps I will allow you to choose my form. Perhaps I will simply let you be … for now ... He had no intention of doing the later. In fact staking the deck as he simply increased those arousal levels slowly just as he increased her sensation to touch. Maybe I should let you choose Summer.

Summer watched the medal float into its hand, half confused if he had done that or her. No, it wasn't him.

It was to.. wobbly for it to have been him. she thought. But, she didn't have much time to fully process what she had done as suddenly she was shifted onto her upper half- there was a surprised yelp as she found herself in a new position and the tentacle that had been making itself home in the hot depths of her sex sliding out and glistening in the sweet juices that welled up within the young woman. She let out another moan as a jolt of lightning shot through her again from it playing with her button and then the odd sensation as the thing engulfed her soft mound of flesh in its mouth and sucked freely on the supple skin.

She then felt a tingle as something wet danced across the final entrance that had not yet been taken by the alien and she could feel how much she wanted it. It wouldn't have been her first time, after all she and Grace had been very adventurous- and in fact her rear wiggled against it as if inviting the appendage to have its way with her as the lust that was building up within her began to once more let go of her inhibitions. It rattled in her head more against the building lust, barely comprehending what it was meaning.

There was a ping of guilt within that sense of pleasure and desire. She had only ever been like this with Grace, she had trusted Grace to that extent that she let herself be vulnerable. That she could just freely enjoy embracing the acts of lust and want with that other woman, and somehow this alien had managed it. It had to be manipulating her somehow, right? It was to hard to tell, all she knew is that..

"Leave me be..you'd do that?" She asked.

No, it wouldn't. she responded to herself. It wants to- fuck me.. she begged mentally to the creature as the feelings of lust finally won over completely. She was ready to be this alien's slut.

Aegir drank in those memories as they bubbled up to the surface. Before he began he had expected her to either be fearful of anal or more likely having it taken by another guest. Yet he learned something different. It was more of a surprise to collect information in bits like this. He adapted on the fly well enough.

The war that waged inside herself interested him. She was graping the fact that he was doing something to her though she had he doubts initially. Those lustful feelings that he awakened within her mixed in with that denial that someone other than Grace in this short amount of time could stir her up so well.

On the contrary if you want that as your reward I will leave. But I'm bound to come back sooner or later. Or something else. Could she muster up the will to tell him to go? It would be interesting to find out if she would. Still if that was her wish he would comply after dialing up her arousal levels leaving her wanting. Maybe even keeping her in such a state until his next visit. All t required was a few simple switches in her mind to be flipped.

Aegir could leave her wanting no mater how many times she came. On the other hand she could surprise him with an unusual request. As he waited he didn't let up on her. Fingers danced in circles against her clit while that tentacle licked and caressed the rim of her ass. Simultaneously he treated that breast with his mouth tendrils closing over it like the fingers of a hand. Alternatively he sucked on that orb or used his tongue to dance over and around her erect nipple.

All you need to do is state it vocally. He could have cut off her speech or plugged her mouth again with another tentacle but he left her lips clear for the time being. No tricks on his part though that would hardly prepare her for some of the guests she would be likely to encounter.

She was being teased again, toyed with even. It had given her an answer she hadn’t expected and one that was meant to pray on hope. She knew this tactic all to well, sure he would stop but there would be another consequence if it did and she knew it, felt it and while she could not fathom what it would be without a deeper understanding of this alien it left her with little choice.

“Don’t let my last images of Grace be her melting away into you.. just fuck me however you please.. but don’t let.. me have to remember that..” she pleaded with the alien. It could have her, it won and she knew it. She also knew that her lust was building and it caused her to moan sweetly as her ass grinder against the tentacle still debating on taking her anally.

“I am kinda curious what it feels like to be fucked in both my wanting holes at the same time.” she said in an even weaker voice, the very idea of those tentacles taking both her ass and pussy at once would have been enough to make her come in her current state if not for the monsters manipulations. “I’ll even take your seed, drink it all up.. just make me forget Grace..”

Could it be that easy? Summer entertained her doubts and felt that there would be consequences. A lesson that she was good to keep. Not that he would have done much to her other than the regret of her choice leaving her wanting for a time.

Aegir listened to her request. White pupiless eyes studied her for a moment followed by a little nod. If that is what you wish for your reward. It was a simple matter for him. First he gathered up all those suppressed memories then filed them in a cabinet. Then locked that cabinet returning such memories back where he had found them. Only this time sealing them away even deeper.

He even erased the memory of how she was here. Editing it a bit to scrub those references to Grace but leaving everything else intact. Last he allowed her to remember that something was locked away by request. Though what it was eluded her. She would be left to wonder what would have been worse than keeping the current memory.

Aegir didn't allow her to dwell on that for long. That tentacle finally taking her ass. It shrank down, compressing for a better fit. Only inflating some once inside her. He conformed to her body like water filling the shape of the container it was placed in. At the same time he suppressed her ability to feel pain. Oh she could still be hurt as normal but wouldn't register it.

A small gift he imparted Aegir tended to let the effect linger for a few days by tailoring it to specific regions of the body.
Pressing into both holes she would feel them rubbing against each other. One pressing in while the other was pulling out as she was captured between the pair.

Pulling her up through a combination of tentacles and telekinesis he sat Summer over his lap allowing him easier access to her chest. Engulfing a breast those mouth tendrils fan out around it squeezing her flesh at the same time he sucks on her.