Noel moaned loudly as the demon's thrusts suddenly stopped, his thick cock still buried deep within her tight cunt. Without his thrusts it was impossible to time the painful whip lashes, and the helpless girl let out a sharp cry of pain each time the tentacles smacked her silky skin. She whimpered as his powerful hands began to caress her flesh. The deceptively gentle touches were a bizarre contrast to the cruel whipping. When he softly whipped away her tears Noel sobbed, turning her face away from his and tightly closing her eyes. She couldn't bare to look the monster in his eyes as he raped her, knowing her body was already sacrificing her soul on the alter of pleasure.

His words dashed the last tiny shred of hope. The mockingly gentle tone of voice, the way he touched her body like a lover rather than a rapist clashed with the viscous whipping. He was truly a demon; no man could be so cruel.

To her horror and shame, she moaned loudly when Uriel finally began to thrust into her again. God, not again. The whole scenario was like a horrific repeat of her first rape at the hands of her classmates, but far more terrible. She could feel her juices dripping from her tight cunt and hated herself for it. She was more terrified that she'd ever been, and yet the pleasure was the most amazing thing she'd ever felt. Even the tentacle fucking her tight rear was a dark source of pleasure. The fundamentally submissive side of her personality loved being used so basely, the pain dulling as pleasure replaced it.

She screamed when the demon's hand twined through her hair, gripped it and wrenched it backwards. Her soft, supple breasts rubbed against his rough skin has he pulled her closer to him. As he suddenly slammed her down onto his massive cock she screamed again. She screamed and she moaned and she cried to in both pain and pleasure, her voice a long, incoherent melody. Her petite form bounced from the shear force of his wild thrusting. The more vicious whipping paired with the increased manipulation of her throbbing clit almost sent Noel over the edge. No, NO! I will not cum for this monster!! She mentally screamed. She struggled to control herself, to keep from teetering over the brink.

When he whispered in her ear, she lost control. That soft, powerful command broke her already shaky will. She screamed, even louder than before. Her body shook, her pussy contracting even more tightly around his pumping shaft as her first orgasm racked her body with pleasure.

(( My apologies for taking so long. I had a hell of a week. ))

The pleasure that her body gave him, no, the pleasure that he took from her body was almost enough to match that which he took from her vocalizations. Her sweet song of pain and pleasure drove him on. His eyes flickered half closed for a moment as her breasts brushed against his chest and as she screamed into his ear, her orgasm quite obvious from how her body clamped down on him like a vice. He wasn’t expecting this, this soon that is. With the rapid pace of his thrusts and with her clamped around him, he lost control. This little wench made him lose control. He let out a low, guttural moan as his hips bucked against her, his shaft buried deep inside her. He held her down on him as he erupted within her, spilling his seed. For several minutes, out of reflex, his hips continued thrusting against her, not as deep, or as often, until he pulled himself back a bit so only the head rested within her. Uriel growled as a hand shot out and took hold of Noel by her jaw. He narrowed an eye as a vicious grin spread across his lips.

”You’re going to pay for that… you insolent whelp!”

He barked his words straight into her ear. With one hand still holding her by her hair, and the other around her jaw, he held her head perfectly still as the tentacle that hovered in front of her mouth finally shoved itself in. Immediately it began pumping in and out of her mouth, the end of it gradually working itself down into her throat a bit. His head tilted down a bit and his mouth opened so his teeth could find her flesh. He didn’t sink them into her, he just raked them over the side of her neck. The tentacle that penetrated her from behind stopped it’s game of expanding and contracting as it worked her. Now, it settled on a size of an average human. It slipped free from her for a moment and coiled around itself. It made a knot in it’s length before it slammed back into her, the knot slapping against her from behind. Like the tentacle in her mouth, it began to furiously work her, the knot repeatedly letting out a wet slap as it met her flesh.

Even though the tentacles could have done the job for him, they wouldn’t be sufficient. The ones coiled around her limbs and breasts tightened their grip noticeably when his hands let go of her head. One hand caressed her cheek, before they both moved down and took hold of her hips once more. He rolled his hips back as he lifted her up off his shaft. The tentacle tips that enveloped her clit and her nipples stepped up their assaults as well. The suction they provided increased, and the way the feelers inside the suckers danced over her flesh seemed like they caressed every single nerve ending individually. He stared in between her legs for a moment at the mixture of their juices running down her thighs. Oh how she was going to pay for making him lose control.

The tentacles repositioned her, but never stopped ravaging her as they did. She was still held in mid air, but was put in a semi reclined position, as if she was laying down with a few pillows behind her shoulders. He pulled her close to him and ran himself up and down her lips several times before he thrust forward and pulled her to meet him. His pace matched the tentacles as he savagely slammed against her, the sharp smack of skin ringing out from his pelvis meeting hers now. His hands gripped her hips tightly and his claws dug into her skin, almost to the point of breaking it.

”I never said you could enjoy this my pet… I told you to sing for me, not to try and take control…”

((Oh gosh, now I guess it's my turn to apologize! ^^;; I hadn't noticed you'd returned!))

Noel groaned as she felt the demon release the first of what would inevitably be many loads of hot, thick cum inside her. Numerous aftershocks still wracked her helpless form, causing her body to shudder uncontrollably as he continued to thrust in and out of her. She met is eyes once more when he took hold of her jaw and trembled with fear. She could tell he was angry just from his body language, and his words filled her with abject terror. She opened her pretty little mouth, to beg or apologize or maybe both, but before she could utter so much as a syllable the tentacle in front of her plunged between her soft, full lips and began to mercilessly fuck her mouth, forcibly deepthroating her.

She sobbed helplessly as he raked his fangs across her exposed neck, leaving several shallow scratches in their wake. She was terrified, unable to know what his ultimate plans for her were, or even if she'd ever leave this room. When the tentacle that had been relentlessly pounding her rear withdrew she felt some small amount of relief but it was dashed when just a moment later the tentacle plunged back in, painfully hard and fast and immediately resumed it's relentless pumping.

She groaned as he lifted her body off of his still-hard cock, but didn't resist as he repositioned her body. Whether she was frozen with fear or her obedient nature was getting the better of her wasn't apparent. Either way, the two tentacles furiously pounding her helpless body, along with the constant, relentless stimulation of her nipples and clit were overwhelming her with sensations; she wouldn't have been able to struggle effectively with her legs to weak to even support her weight. The pretty little thing whimpered helplessly as the demon rubbed the tip of his shaft along her wet pink pussy lips. She dreaded what was coming, but even as she anticipated it she screamed, the sound still loud despite the fleshy gag in her mouth, when he savagely thrust into her and began to furiously pound her sweet cunt, immediately matching the pace of the twin tentacles violating her mouth and ass.

The gorgeous young woman screamed and moaned and cried out in pain and pleasure as she was ravaged. Her soft, plump breasts bounced wildly as the demon's brutal thrusts rocked her body. Despite the thick, fleshy tentacle between her lips the young woman's screams were quite loud and theatrical, though there was no way to be sure whether she was obeying the demon's command or just unable to hold back.

He watched her body buck and bounce in response to his assault while he listened to her muffled cries. He simply grinned. Her screams and moans in that divine pairing of pain and pleasure fed him, but it just wasn’t the same with them muffled. The tentacle that had invaded her throat plunged in a few more times before it worked it’s way free. It brushed it’s glistening self against her lips, threatening, teasing, as if it was going to plunge back in, but it never did. It held still. If she wanted it back in her mouth, she’d be able to shift her head forward and take it back in. His furious thrusts gradually slowed, but the harsh grip he had on her hips did not. His fingers curled, the tips of his claws threatening to break her skin. As his hips stopped moving forward, he rolled his head back as his hands moved her up and down his throbbing cock. It was slow and steady, sliding her along his entire length until he slipped out, then pulling her back over him until his pelvis met hers.

The tentacle that took her from behind did not follow suit. It continued it’s relentless assault on her body. The varying paces should produce an interesting effect he thought to himself. Plus, he was just preparing her for what was to come. She’d thank him in the end. Or at least if she had any manners she would. Right, if she had any to begin with, she wouldn’t be in detention, would she?

As he worked her at his new pace, the tentacles that bound her body in mid aid pulled her closer to him. Her face was positioned directly in front of his, and the tentacle teasing her lips slipped away. His eyes were wide, and though they were an ashen grey, with what looked like molten cracks running through them, the lust was more than evident. He sucked on her lower lip for a moment before he chuckled. The tentacle that was attached to her clit began varying it’s suction, shifting from extremely hard, to barely at all. The ‘feelers’ inside the sucker also began to change pace at random, moving in waves to focusing on a single part of her clit, to barely brushing over it. Every once in a while, the it would break free, letting the cool air kiss her moist bud of flesh as the feelers ever so lightly tickled it, before latching back on. The tentacles that wrapped around her breasts and nipples shifted a bit as well. The suckers over her nipples seemed to be linked to the one on her clit, as they behaved exactly the same. Shifting paces and style of their assaults, but were delayed by a few seconds. The rest of the suckers lining the tentacles around her breasts attached themselves to her tender flesh, their feelers following suit.

”Forgive me for being so rude… I believe you were going to say something right before your pretty little mouth was filled.”

He let one hand leave her lips and cup the back of her head, almost tenderly, as he pulled her head to his. He whispered to her, his lips next to her ear, his hellish breath coursing down over her neck.

”I do hope your sweet lips pay me the same, if not more attention, than you did to the tentacle… When we reach that point, I may be persuaded to go easy on you… and depending on the job you do, I may even return you to your dorm.”

As his hand returned to her hip and continued pulling her up and down his shaft, the tentacles that pulled her up closer to him tore her backwards. They returned her into the semi reclined position that she was in before his words. His eyes roamed over her, again watching how her body reacted to his own. It was an enjoyable view, but he wanted something new. He wanted to hit different spots within her body. Deeper. More sensitive. He’d test her in a few moments and that test would determine the rest of her ordeal locked away in this cell.