I gave a few more muffled comments before rolling my eyes. Well, this wasn't working anymore. My mind raced about what to do, when the standard trick for this situation came to mind. Was I going to be so stereotypical? On top of that, it would make me a hypocrite. Ah, what the hell? I bit down hard on the tendril in my mouth.

The bite wasn't insomuch painful, but then again the monster was tired of having his tentacles bitten time and time again, as they still has bitemarks on them...battlescars nevertheless, but...

He drew it out, and stuffed a much larger, much thicker phallus shaped one into her mouth. Then he held her tighter, gripping her limbs and arms so firm the blood circulation was almost cut off.

He started to roll her breasts harder with his tentacles, them doing the job that most probably his hands would do. But no, he was too lazy right now. He wanted her to submit before he did anything to her personally.

The tnetcales, with their suction cups, latched on and off every time he moved them over and over again over her breasts. He stoked her small nipples...pulling, tugging, gripping and releasing. He did all these with adept roughness and quite an extensive knowledge. From all the girl's here, heknew somehow this would do the trick... or would it?

For still, annoyingly, he saw no change in the girl's reactions.

Sure, the attention to the breasts I had made me horny, but the massive turnoff of the phallus in my mouth made that cancel out. Istruggled a bit, but knew it was useless.

Silently he observed, thinking maybe she would not be as aggressive as before. Since as he had observed before, when he started touching them in those places they changed.

Maybe it will be the same with this one.

Still continuing the actions on her breasts...by now, he was doing them quite nicely and experimenting with different tactics, like latching a suction cup on her nipple, pulling it before letting it release on its own accord, or maybe squeezing them together with his tentacles...and he timed the release of the tentacle on her mouth.

" NOw...are we willing to cooperate?" he said.

I was not so easily defeated.
"How about you shove that bigger tentacle up your ass, if you've got one, and fuck yourself, and leave me alone?"

" Right" he said, chuckling heartily. He was starting to like this feistiness of hers.

He continued to rub the nipples...wrapping tentacles around them, pulling on them and rolling them. He admired the way they were beginning to harden, and admired the way the girl was trying so hard not to show what she was really feeling.

Underneath, he started exploring the shaven pussy of the girl, feeling the softness and the youthful smoothness of the skin. He rubbed over and over, feeling the pussy cheeks, somehow feeling her tremble a bit.

A moan escaped my lips, but I followed it with a retort to try and mask it. I was getting so much better at separating myself from my body's pleasures.
"No, see, your ass, not my pussy. You can leave me alone now."

" Sure I can leave you alone." he said," But not after taking something from you."

With that he started to slowly lower her down, bit by bit...while now, his tentacles were doing the actions of a tongue on her nipples.

And on her pussy, he had found what he as looking for...the girl's clit. Somehow it had gotten out of her sheath, and he was wondering...was she faking innocence and trying to hide the fact that she was aroused?

He started rubbing it with his tentacles, ffeling it harden and throb under his touch...

I moaned more. I had been horny when I got there, so fighting my body would be pointless. I gritted my teeth and glared.
"Then take it and go."
The sooner it was over, the better.

" Ah, ah, ah..." the monster spoke, waving a tentacle in fron of her.

" It's not gonna be that easy.".

He started to tease her breasts, flicking soft nipples with his tentacles. He felt them harden under his advances, felt them following the direction in which they were stroked. They were bending, flattened, rolled. He loved watching them.

As for her pussy, he used a tentacle to travel her slit. Up and down, up and down. He did this at a slow rate without any intervals. He spread her even wider.

" You have to be aroused...succumb to pleasure...become cooperative." he spoke.

I gave another soft moan.
"Aroused happened before you got here, succumb, might take a while, cooperate, well, that one just ain't gonna happen."

" I do intend on keeping you aroused," the monster spoke." Succumb, I'm aiming for it...but even if I can't get you to cooperate...two out of three suits me just fine."

He lowered her down...to his level now...and was drawing her nearer to him, his tentacles still actively bringing her into lust, trying to cloud her mind with the sensations he was making her feel. It would be easier to get things done that way, and perhaps he would be able to make her forget her resistance even if just for a while.

Two thin tendrils wrapped around her niupples, and did the impression of a sucking mouth on them. While he was now traversing her narrow slit...opening them and trying to get a whiff of her soft inside. He was rubbing up and down, up and down. He wanted to have her.

" Either way, I am going to get out of here satisfied." he said.

"Aaaaaah....."
I moaned a few times, slowly growing in pitch... damn me! Damn me and my horniness!

At last her resistance melted to a pool, and the pool was slowly turning into a smoldering cauldron.

This was a welcome development, somehow saving him from the predicament of having to render her unconscious. However he kept her bound leg and arms...you never know, someone like her always might have a change of heart.

But his attentions on her increased. He moved tentacles over her breasts, exploring rather than caressing, really. He wanted to enjoy this even if she wouldn't. Besides that was what was important here...his enjoyment, not hers.

Downstairs, his exploration changed into gentle caresses and amorous rubs. He felt her somehow wettening...and that was a sign that she was further failing, further falling into his trap. It wasn't unwanted, and it was most welcome.

In his mind, he was laughing. Laughing like the devil.

I moaned again, eyes closed tight. My body betrayed me so fast because I had already been aroused.... it was really upsetting.