Argos could feel her hands work through is hair. His thick skulked scalp feeling her happily fingers as they passed over him. They did not however scratch or grab as they had done just moments ago. Back when the beautiful girl had not been completely naked.

The hand that he had used to slive though her panties know returned to that position where it done such accurate work. The young girls perked bottom, helpless in front of him was open to any assault he cared to muster. The same finger that had sliced through her garment, no travelled the same route it had done previously, back and forth. The single digit moved, like a wave back and forth along her as crack. It didn’t push between either of the round cheeks, but almost seemed to simply informed the helpless girl that it was there, and there was nothing she could do.

Of course, while his finger was softly exploring her, his tongue continued it’s field trip upon her womanhood. Flexing and rubbing against her hot lips and clit the tongue continued to coat her in his thick saliva. However that certainly wasn’t the only source of moisture. Despite her protests Argos began to taste the first hints of her pussy not thinking his assault on her was all that bad.

Slowly, Argos spoke. His voice seemed to come from directly within his mouth, not needing his tongue to articulate properly for him. This allowed his slithery tongue to continue to work its subtle magic over her body.

“Come now Christine, you can say stop all you want, but you know as well as I do that you body would be disappointed not to feel what you feel now. Go one deny it” he replied to her with a superior tone. She could lie to him if it made her feel better, but ultimately her body would not lie.

Following his words, his finger that had traced between her fine buttocks, moved closer in. This time it pushed subtly between the two round cheeks and reached the sensitive skin of her asshole. Tenderly and ever so gently he stroked the sensitive skin, like he was touching it with a feather or a rose petal, but he was there and her presumably sensitive place would feel him

“So he” responded with a laugh “have you ever had the pleasure of being fucked before”

Argos smiled most satisfactorily. That was even easier than he had expected, the young girl hadn’t even cum yet and she was already was asking to be fucked. Most students he found were reluctant to his advances until he had forced an orgasm upon their sultry bodies. After that they knew that feeling and desired it again, with different degrees of verbal enthusiasm. Some begged him loudly, others couldn’t bring themselves to say the words, allowing their bodies instead to do the talking and implement positions of submission giving him whatever access he needed.

This was a new situation, but one he certainly wasn’t averse to finding himself in. The young girl was now clearly desperate for him to be inside her, but he would make her work for that desire. First however he would reinforce her carnal urges with an orgasm to ‘sweeten the pot’ before he would put her to work.

As her whine continued above him, his tongue pounded her engorged clit. Her grinding against his head showed her body wasn’t even going to hide her pleasure. His question, left unanswered would have to wait until, her climax had washed over her.

The demonic creature held his victim above his head as she succumbed to his actions. As her body climaxed above him his tongue lapped against her pleasure centres even harder, extending the feeling of ecstasy she craved. Her taste was exquisitely sweet as she let out small amount of nectar

As the moments passed, Argos suddenly felt the tension in the young girl cease and her body relax, falling limp against him. As she did so he also relaxed his bulging muscles, allowing his arms to fall down slowly. Without his support, holding her tightly, the sexy blondes shapely legs slide off his broad shoulders and gravity pulled them down. Though held by his arms he allowed her sweat-covered body to slowly slide down the green monster’s torso to the rocky floor where her weakened legs brought her body down to her knees in front of him.

In front of her face, his huge limp cock hung waiting to be touched. She had already felt its weight and could see the scary dimensions even before it filled with blood. He was ready, but his member would need some initial action from his victim. A victim he suspected the fight was certainly slipping away from and being replaced by more basic instincts.

The chilled wind blow over the mountain again, illustrating the drop behind the beautiful Christine. With Argos’ legs blocking her way left and right, and with the drop still waiting menacingly behind her, she was not going to escape him

Argos smiled with her enthusiastic efforts. She had a good level of skill with fellatio and Argos wondered if this had been a well-practised activity before she had come to this island. The strokes of her warm moist tongue were exquisite as it moved up and down his hardening member. Within her mouth his manhood grew and grew, but never once did her teeth threaten any malice. Argos’ thick skin that covered his member, didn’t making him completely immune to biting, but it did make the pain from it manageable if his captive turned on him. The beautiful girl below him diligently continued with her work, widening her soft lips as much as they would go around him and going in her mouth as much as she could take.

The one thing she didn’t do was to look at his face. Argos knew this likely to be a shame induced action and she likely thought that by not looking up she could imagine someone or something else.

“Well done, little one, but you had better look up at me and see whom you are sucking” he told her sternly in a low voice. Despite his voice tone, the young girl below him refused to comply continuing with her efforts. Perhaps she didn’t hear him, or the wind carried his vocal instruction away, but Argos wanted the young girl to have fear pushed into her, whenever there was even a hint of rebellious thoughts.

Placing his hands on the back of her head, Argos moved each leg forward slightly to be further beside Christine’s kneeling body. Then holding her head in place he thrust his hips forward slightly pushing his shaft deep into her mouth. The thick phallus reached her throat, but continued on a further couple of inches to block her passage tightly like a piston in a cylinder. Gagging her totally, his hands then twisted her head upwards forcing their eyes to meet. Holding his dick inside, his demonic form blocked any air reaching her lungs and he held her writhing form like that for 10 seconds before releasing her.

As her eyes met with his, Argos stared into them. His young captive below, did nothing. Her mouth filled with cock she could do nothing, but stare into his eyes, pleadingly. Eventually he pulled out of her mouth, allowing air to rush back in. Immediately she asked her heated question. Bending his knees he lowered himself down to her placing his face right in front of hers.

“What do I want from you? I want everything and I will take it. Your self control, your self respect, your self worth.” He replied “When I am done with you, you will want nothing, but to experience this again. I will leave you with nothing, but carnal desire.” As he ended his tongue squirmed out of his mouth licking upwards once on her cheek, tasting sweat, saliva and the odd tear that fell down her face.

With that he stood, taking her by the hair, and walking away from the edge of the plateau. Forced to follow, the young girl couldn’t resist him as he pulled her by her lovely locks, forced to move on her hands and knees. A couple of meters away from the edge, he stopped her, releasing his grip on her platinum hair. With a short leap he was behind he kneeling between her legs.

Her hairless pussy was still soaked in her own juices and his saliva as he added to it by running his tongue over her womanhood again, his hands on her hips holding her in place firmly.