Go Upstairs

You look at the little whore, kissing your massive cocks. You look back to the door, not hearing Blitz trying to masterbate to his daughter's cum anymore. Sure, he was responsible for your ****, though trying to annoy him? That wasn't going to get anything done. Besides, your little bitch was now trying to kiss your cock again. You tapped your chin... feeling the claws. That was odd, though not important.

You did promise her that you would fuck her in her husband's bed, ruin her wedding dress too. You look down. She seem to be a bit afraid. All right, that did it. You couldn't really have any of the girls you fucked by afraid of you. You leaned down at her, she stopped. She looked down at the floor, back at your cocks, and then back down at the floor.

"I'm sorry sir." She said.

That did it. You couldn't have your whores calling you sir and being afraid of you. That was something that couldn't be allowed. Maybe later, but certainly not right now. You picked her up, trying to be gentle. It was rather easy, mainly due to how short she was. Though her tits and ass were big, she still had that shortstack imp height. You smile at her as you walked towards the stairs. She seemed surprised, but that meant it was going to even be more fun. She looked back at you, probably to ask a question.

"You were a good girl," You say right away. "and now... I keep my promise."

The receptionist seemed confuse, her eyes narrowing... then widening. She smiled warmly at you, and went in to kiss you. You decided to recepicate. Kissing a married bitch was always a fun thing, even if you did smell your own cock on her breath. Her tounge felt warm, and you chuckle to yourself as you dominate her mouth. She let you in very easily, letting her mouth practically be violated by yours. Your cocks were getting harder moment by moment.

You groped her tits as you continued up, feeling her nipples harden. You squeeze them, causing the receptionist to moan. She was gripping your chest, moaning into your mouth. You practically slam her against a wall as you continued upstairs, feeling her tits. Rubbing them. You could feel her hands going down to them and helping you, even feeling her pinch her nipples. Feeling her try to lactate. You slap her ass hard, causing her to yelp, but also to moan as she went back to kissing you.

You pick her back up, carrying her through the flights. You couldn't really tell how long the stairs were. You were just focusing on using this bitch's mouth and her tits. You could taste everything about her. You even sometimes went and sucked on her tits, causing her to moan loudly. Some other residents came out, maybe to see what the noise was or to tell you to shut up, though the deathglare the receptionist gave them quickly shut them up. Though you did spot more than a few busty ladies. You would have to use them later.

"Here, over here!" The receptionist said as you went through what you think is the fourth flight of stairs. You place her down, though give a good slap on her ass. It jiggles as she moves over to her door, and turns the knob. She groans as it doesn't move, looks like it was locked. She moves quickly to her pants, which are ripped up and nearly completely ruined. Her ass is exposed, enough for you to just plunge one of your dicks into her. She gets the key, and opens the door. You walk behind her as you see the apartment.

Doesn't seem that impressive for probably the owner of the building and his wife. You spot a framed photo of their wedding, his wife looking was as plump back then as she was now. Her wedding dress was also lewd, showing off her massive tits, and even left her ass exposed. Her husband seemed happy, and even the receptionist. Though her smile was more strained.

"You look different back then." You say to her.

"Ugh," She groans as she flips the picture. "Had to marry this loser for money." She said as she turned back, and walks towards a door.

You follow her, and see her bed and her husband. Seems he was still asleep, and just as sad as he was in the cameras. Even though he was covered by the blanket, you could tell he was smaller than his wife. He seemed so... pathetic. Like it was the truest sense of the word. The receptionist scoffed at him sleeping, then looked back at you. You two shared a look, and you picked her up. You kissed her again, feeling her mouth. Your hands went down to her pants, and ripped a bigger hole in them so you could fuck her pussy and ass. You place her down at the bed, her panting hard.

"Fuck me... fuck me better than he ever could." She said through gasp.

You look at the small man. He seemed to be sleeping quite comfortably. If you were to fuck the receptionist hard, then you would have the chance of waking him up. Though, going too easy meant going slower, and you were on a roll today. If your demon powers worked on sleeping cucks, then that meant you could go as hard you can. Though going slower meant you could get more practice in with two cocks. So... fuck this bitch in heat hard or easy?