Choices

Lucy cums with a shriek, her juices pouring into my mouth. As she collapsed onto me, I saw Vona begin to fuck herself with the blunt end of the trident, which must still have tasted of her friend.

I began to speak, but Lucy pinched my nipple. “Slaves don’t talk unless their master says so.” She curled up beside me with surprising affection. “Now go to sleep.”

Although I didn’t feel physically tired – as a demon it seemed I didn’t necessarily need to sleep – the mental strain of my ordeal had been enough that I found her instruction easy to obey.

I awoke to a panicked feeling of ****. This was followed by the realisation that I didn’t need to breath, either – which was in turn followed by the realisation that my problem was due to Lucy pressing her cunt against my mouth. I didn’t need any more invitation than that, and began to lick it again.

“Ooooh,” she moaned. “GOOD ****.”

Pausing for a moment, I looked over at Vona. She was masturbating again, this time thrusting two of her tentacles into her pussy. I could see them moving about inside.

“Doesn’t she want to play?” I asked.

Lucy shook her head. “Using a little slut-**** isn’t Vona’s style. She likes being dominated. She’ll fight like hell against it, of course, but what she really wants is to be defeated, **** and gangbanged. She says the best time of her mortal life was when her captain ordered her tied bent over the ship’s rail and had every man on the crew fuck her cunt and ass.”

“I could dominate her,” I said hopefully “if I were untied…”

“Nice try. And I bet you’d get off on it. Now, back to my pussy.”

As you begin licking again, she scoots round into the 69 position and sticks two fingers in your own womanhood.

“So tight,” she murmurs. “We’re going to have to put you to work on the way to the city. We could use you as a whore – have you fucked by demon cock after demon cock. Or we could use you as bait – I this sweet cunny would attract the biggest, nastiest sea monsters.” She giggles, and then moans. “Either way you’ll probably get knocked up. You know what happens to sluts who get pregnant in hell? They birth monsters, like the ones in the sea – or worse. I hear the first thing a lot of them do is **** their mother, maybe even knock her up again. Maybe you’ll be souled to one of the farms that breeds them – just getting **** and impregnated over and over. So, bait or whoring, which should it be? Got a preference, bitch?”