A burbling groan as she pressed up against him. He had felt the breaking away of her last resistance as he pried into her mind to stimulate her. His shaft rippled as it pressed further inside her as it sank into the depths of her body.

The heat that had washed over him had been sublime, that additional bit of length she had taken into her had felt good as it pulsed inside her with the entirity of his shaft as it began to throb in time with the rapid beat of his heart.

You like?

He had commented to her mind as he filled her with himself, expanding slightly then contracting as he did so in order to stimulate her in two separate ways.

She moaned in pleasure, unable to actually say her answer. In her mind, it was obvious that she was enjoying it, baser instincts overwhelming and silencing the part that wanted nothing more than to get away from him.

As he began to pulse within her, she threw back her head with a gasp as her pleasure went to a new level. The feeling was strange, and yet quite enjoyable.

Her head thrown back as it was she exposed her neck which his tongue fell upon, then his mouth as he suckled upon smooth flesh, mouth tendrils smoothing against her skin as they made space for his mouth upon her neck as those tendrils smoothed against her.

His shaft still vanishing inside her, his body twisting a bit at the apex of each thrust before pulling out of her and doing it all over again.

Another tentacle wrapped upon her now vacant breast as he gave it a squeeze. A hand went to her nipples as he brushed against it.

Whatever fight that had been in her seemed to reside at his prompting making it easier for him to act.

One of his tentacles brushed up and down her leg as it then coiled about it like a snake ascending a tree.

"Ah... Aaaah... Mmmmm..." she gasped as his mouth moved from her breast to her neck. Each thrust into her depths sent another jolt of pleasure through her, as did his tentacle squeezing her breast. When his hand moved to her breast, he could feel her rock-hard nipples.

As his tentacle snaked up her leg, her breath began to come more rapidly, indicating just how close she was to another orgasm.

Feeling her closeness he sped up his pace knowing that he could not hold on forever. His palm feeling her rock hard nipple beneath his palm as he rubbed it against himself, the tip of his shaft glistening as precum coated its tip.

Quicker and a little further he had pressed his shaft into her hoping that the increased speed would bring her closer to her own release before he had reached his own. His mind taking no chances as he had reached into her own, dialing up her pleasure centers as far as they would go as he sought just this.

As close as she was, his physical and mental actions were more than enough to push her over the top. Overcome by lust, she cried out in pleasure as she came, her pussy tightening around him as if trying to push him over the edge too.

He had felt her body rippling over him as he expanded slightly as he had given in completely to his lusts, firing off his own sticky release inside her as his juices intermingled with her own as his shaft had been milked by her own.

For a moment he held himself within her body as he felt her tighten against him with each passing second. Sensitive, he had remained within her as he basked inside her for a few moments before sliding out of her, tentacles relaxing against the flesh of her body slowly withdrawing from her body.

As his grip on her eased, she collapsed exhausted against him. Given some time, she'd be able to manage another round, but right now she was physically spent from her two powerful orgasms combined with her efforts to get away from him.

Mentally, her thoughts were beginning to clear up again, no longer completely overwhelmed by manipulation of her pleasure centers. Now what? Is he done with me, or...? She was pretty sure that she still couldn't escape unless he was far more exhausted than she was. Somehow, she doubted that was the case...

Flesh against flesh, he had felt the smoothness of her body against his mauve one. It was smooth and warm and yet so enticing. Tentacles had loop around her in order to secure a hold upon her. Lifting her up into the air with them as he slithered half a step back, his mauve flesh transforming into red to match the brick wall outside of the dorms.

He laid her upon the bed, mouth tendrils twitching as his eyes looked over her prone body. He saw the flattening of her breasts. He could feel the fluttering of thoughts that had raced through her mind as she wondered what was next.

Aegir could have continued if he had wanted to though he had incited her just enough.

Sleep ...

He commanded as his thoughts pressed into her mind. Once there he had manipulated her being to draw sleep upon her mind, his eyes ever watchful as he had issued the commanding knowing full well that she had resisted him once before already. Could she do so now?

She tensed slightly as he carried her to the bed, ready to do what she could to try to stop him if he tried anything more. It wouldn't be much, but it was more a matter of principle.

Sleep ...

She'd been able to resist his mental command before, but she hadn't been quite so drained then and the command had been against her inclinations. This time, he was simply nudging her mind in the direction it wanted to go anyway. As she drifted off, there wasn't any way he could tell if she even knew it was at his command, much less whether she could have resisted if she'd tried. Either way, she was soon in a deep sleep.

Eyes slid over her unconscious body taking stock of it. He had stood there for a moment, mouth tendrils swaying as if caught up in the wind. Then he turned his attention away as he focused on the window as he slithered towards it, his red form pausing for a moment as he detected minds passing outside below. Patiently he waited for them to pass before he exited the dorm room itself, climbing down the wall slowly, his red skin blending in with the structure to avoid detection of any sort. His destination being the forest from which he had come from.

What was that... dream...?

After she woke up again hours later, it took a few moments for her to get her bearings. Her state of undress and her shredded panties gave her proof that it hadn't been a dream.

Dammit! That bastard! How dare he...? Using Linda's appearance against me like that...! I'll... I'll kill him! Slowly and painfully! No matter how long it takes to do so...

Her mental rant continued for several minutes before finally running out of steam. As much as her anger and hatred at Aegir remained, and as much as she did mean to carry out her intention of getting revenge on him someday, the rant had allowed her to cool off enough to let her get back to thinking about things she could, and should, be dealing with now. Like her schoolwork.

Or, as her stomach told her and a glance at the clock confirmed, a somewhat late dinner. As much as they may try, she was not going to let these creatures dominate her life. A quick cleanup and change of clothes and she was off to the dining hall, a small tear at the loss of another apparent island of sanity against the madness of this place the only trace of her latest ordeal.