Gwen was going crazy from the combination of terror and arousal she was feeling as the cords continued to wrap around her heaving breasts. No one had ever touched her this way before, and it felt amazing, while at the same time being disgusting because of what was doing the touching.

Between her legs, the cord continued to toy around her wet lips. She felt her wild bush getting soaked with her own juices, and her hips began to buck a little, her body aching to be filled.

Enjoying Gwenyth's mixture of pleasure and terror, Alucard gave a little chuckle. The "cords" would continue to molest the young woman in this manner, eager squeezing on her sensitive peaks and lecherously rubbing against her sopping cunt, but as she bucked her hips, her treacherous body seeking penetration, the "cord" would not enter between her sex-lips, continuing to torturously tease over them.

Gwen heard someone screaming in pain - no, it was pleasure. It was a woman moaning and crying out, like a dog in heat. And it was HER! She was making these humiliating noises!

"Oh god yes, more, more!" She was calling, griding her hips backward against the teasing cord. She screamed inside her head at herself to stop, but her rational mind was not in control any longer. She was a slave to her own lust, dripping with sweat, saliva, and her own juices.

The "cord" withdrew from her, still dripping with her warm love-honey. It wiped the copious fluid off on her succulent rear, an easy enough target, and then returned to her quim, now beginning to gently nuzzle her hardening clit.

"More?" Alucard said in a tone of mock surprise. "What do you want me to do, deary?"

Gwen shivered as she felt her own juices rubbed onto her large behind, then gasped as the cord began to toy with her clit, making her knees shake.

The creature's mocking voice came from all around her, asking her what she wanted. She bit her lip in shame, suppressing a moan, not wanting to beg this monster to rape her.

All the while, the tendrils at her bounteous bust continued to play with her pendant teats, more than willing to continue to torture the student in this manner until she broke. Likewise, the "cord" at her love-button continued to expertly toy with the nub, setting her bundle of nerves afire with pleasure.

"Oh god! AHHH!" Gwen screamed as the cords pulled on her sensitive breasts and nipples and toyed with her pussy. She couldn't take it any more!

"FUCK ME!" she found herself yelling as she waggled her wide ass, "Stop teasing me and FUCK ME!"

Smack! The "cord" had drawn back and whipped across her bare ass, leaving a long welt across her delicate rear, before resuming its teasing of her sopping cunt and her aching clit. "And what's the magic word?" Alucard's voice said, the sadistic words echoing around her in the damp chamber. The tendrils at her breasts began to envelop her inch-long nipples, sucking at them as though intent on milking Gwenyth as they continued to tease her excellent orbs.

"Eek!" Gwen shrieked as her ass was spanked by the cord, leaving her behind jiggling and quivering as her own juices dripped from it.

The voice came again, asking her to say "please" before it would rape her! She bit her lip and shook her head, never wanting to go that far. She wouldn't ask for it politely, like it was a cup of tea!

"Ahhhh!" She moaned as the cords began to tug on her long, aching nipples. They made milking motions as if she were a cow, trapped here on all fours. Between her legs, the cord still continuing its teasing got a fresh round of wetness as her arousal spiraled higher and higher.

Continuing their ministrations, the "cords" eagerly squeezed and probed, groping and milking at her soft mammaries and stroking over her dripping sex.

Another "cord" emerged from the depths of the chamber, making its way up to her padded rear, where it began to gently probe against her ass.

Gwen froze as she felt the tentacle begin to probe around her well-padded ass. Her cheeks clenched reflexively, trying to keep out the intruding touch.

Her body continued to suffer its relentless assault, and her own sex-juices were now coating her inner thighs. She needed this thing to fill her, at once! But - NO! What a terrible thought! She was being raped! She needed to escape.

Thrashing and struggling with renewed vigour, Gwen made her final attempt to escape. After this, her energy would be spent. She had to break free - now!

In her attempt to escape, Gwenyth managed to tear her left arm free from the grasp of the "cords." The other tendrils continued to molest the student, stoking the fire of her increasing lust. The one that probed so eagerly at her rear withdrew, giving her bared ass a good swat, leaving a very pretty welt on her smooth, sexy flesh. All the while, the tip of the "cord" at her cunt maintained its manipulation of Gwenyth's erect clit, while the rest of it pressed gently against her dripping sex-lips.

Gwen grunted as she tore one arm free of the assaulting cords. She yelped as her big behind took another sharp swat. She hurried to take advantage of her temporary freedom. She reached back, trying to cover her asshole and cunt protectively with one small hand. She cringed as she felt how wet she was back there.

"Get away!" She shouted, her voice tight with erotic tension.

"You can't deny that you're enjoying this," Alucard said with a smirk. As she attempted to protect her exposed ass and quim with her free hand, a "cord" attempted to wrap once more around her wrist. Its tip pressed firmly into her palm as it did so, wriggling slightly as it did so.

"No!" Gwen shouted in dismay as the tickling tentacle wrapped around her wrist once more, leaving her trapped and exposed once again. She hung her head in defeat, her moans muffled in her own expansive cleavage.