Highmaster Valentin discovers evidence of your intercourse with demon

You feel, that someone grabbed your throat. Then you feel hand grabbing your breast and massaging it. You groan, both from pleasure, of having your breast caressed, and pain, still feeling the effects of whipping (something, you suspect, you will be feeling entire day). But that was a perfect mix of pleasure and pain for you. Your pussy started quivering with anticipation.

“Scribe,” You almost jump hearing Valentin's voice – he is the one playing with your body “note that accused's body wears fresh signs of intercourse with demon.”

You can hear him walking behind you. With anticipation you place your legs slightly apart. He grabs your chin, pulls you head back and whispers into your ear.

“I was waiting long time for this.” You shudder at the promise of **** in his voice.

Then you feel him slide inside your pussy... he's gifted. Extremely so, even. You never had someone so big. As he penetrates you, he stops halfway. He adjusts his hold on your neck, then with one thrust he penetrates you all the way, hitting the back wall of your womb. That is enough for you to orgasm.

That feels good. You actually regret not seducing him earlier. Such a fine cock, it was waste not to use it.

He waits a moment then he starts moving.

You grunt. You notice that with each his thrust his body pushes against your whipped ass. That mixture of pain and pleasure is quite pleasant. You cannot help it and your pussy squeezes his dick harder.

“Such a slut.” you hear him.

He let's go of your neck and grabs both of your breasts... and squeezes. You howl through your gag. The sensation from your whipped breasts is a mix of pain and pleasure. After initial surprise you get used to the pain... and soon you have next orgasm. You can feel your saliva dripping on your breasts, you wonder how much fluids do you actually make.

You orgasm again.

Valentine's hands cover the whip marks... it's like you were held by the demon. His hold gives you both pain and pleasure at the same time. You grunt pleased with this mixture of sensations.

You climax again.

You don't know how long has Valentine fucked you. For you it was one constant string climaxes and buildups to said climaxes. You don't even know how many times you orgasmed.

Then Valentin' grabbed you firmer and hastened his movements – a sign that he would soon reach his own peak. While earlier he was rough, now he was violent. You scream trough your gag at his actions. This is great, you wouldn't like Valentine to take you any other way.

Then, with his strongest thrust as of yet, he releases his sperm into your womb... and you reach the strongest of orgasms you had to the point.

He let's go off you and you make a step forward, sliding of his cook. You fall on your knees.

You haven't had such a good sex in decade! If ever. If it was one of your sessions, you would like now to cuddle into bed and fall asleep with a smile on your face. But somehow you doubt that Valentine will allow you to.