Jenny and Becca

After being interrupted while ravaging Amanda earlier, Jenny was more than ready to destroy the reserved little demon thrall before her. Jenny had only just met Carly's little sister, but already she liked her. After all, anyone who could so quickly tell that she was one of (if not the) most prolific demon in their little clan was someone with a head on their shoulders. And sometimes, even as a demon, it was just nice to be recognized.

As the trio of girls made their way downstairs, Jenny felt the giddy rush of the rampaging demon inside her burst through, and she grabbed her new, unsuspecting fucktoy and threw her on the bed. Becca squealed, making a loud squelching noise as she landed on the slime-coated bed. Jenny wasted no time, jumping on the girl and immediately going on the offensive, kissing and biting all over her body. She lifted Becca's legs as the girl lay on her back, and forcefully drove herself balls deep into Becca in one motion.

Becca was quickly coming to realize that this was what she was appreciating most about this new, debased demon life: the lack of limitations. Everything was exciting, everything felt incredible. Nothing was off-limits, and there were no physical or mental boundaries to dictate what could and couldn't be done. If she wanted to do something, or wanted something done to her, it would be done. Hell, even things she didn't or shouldn't want, she knew she would enjoy. That was true for sex, and everything else there was to offer. There were truly no limits now, and that freedom was heady and intoxicating.

Jenny kept fucking Becca, furiously railing the young girl's tainted cunt, roaring as her demon gorged itself on her unquenchable thirst for hedonism. She was so hungry all the time, but because of that, she knew fucking just felt that much better for her than it did for the others. While the other demons dined casually on the sins of pleasure and lust, Jenny feasted.

She quickly pulled out of Becca, grabbing the girl by the hair and throwing her off the edge of the bed to hang head-down, on her stomach, with her ass still propped up on the edge of the bed. She jumped off the bed and stood over the exposed girl, legs still splayed over the bed with her firm, round ass presented perfectly on the edge. Jenny impaled Becca's tight ass on her massive dick, and continued dominating the willing receptacle.

"Yes... yes... more, please... please Mistress Jenny... please empty yourself in me! I'm- I'm so hungry, and you feel so goooood!"

So, the little whelp found her voice. Such a good little pet, and so polite. Jenny was lost in a violent euphoria, simultaneously wanting nothing more than to **** this little whore for her own selfish desire, and also to give her exactly what she wanted. In a flash of inspiration, she jammed her entire fist into Becca's snatch, manically pistoning in and out as she continued to ravage her asshole.

"YEEEESSSS Mistress thank you! Please Mistress, **** me, make me filthy! Desecrate me, make me dirty!"

Ooh, and she had a filthy little mouth on her. Jenny decided to be kind, and practice some of that self-control that Carly was always talking about. She would give the girl what she wanted.

Jenny pulled out of Becca, heavy droplets of slime shooting out and splashing across the bed, floor, and their bodies. She grabbed Becca by the legs, pulling her up fully on to the bed, and flipping her on to her back. Then, she grabbed Becca under her back with both arms, lifting Becca against her body so that they were flush, but Becca was upside down. Becca got the message immediately, and began rabidly deepthroating Jenny's smooth, throbbing cock, her hands digging into Jenny's ass, using it for leverage. Jenny kept one hand around Becca's waist to hold her in place, while with her other hand, she jammed her fist this time into Becca's asshole. She shoved her tongue roughly as deep as she could into Becca's cunt, using her bottom lip to stimulate Becca's pulsating clit.

Jenny slowly began to walk, moving them over to an empty patch of wall, where she pressed Becca tightly between her and the wall. She moved the hand holding her up, down to her head, to cushion it against the wall. Then, she began to thrust with reckless abandon, jerking off her angry, pulsing cock into Becca's mouth and throat.

After mere minutes of this grotesque approximation of sex, Jenny came, mashing her crotch against Becca's face as her dick spewed jets of potent, dark cum into the thrall's eager stomach. As soon as the cum hit her insides, something broke inside Becca. She'd been so restlessly horny ever since Emily's worm Master changed her, craving demon cum and her first feeding. But she had never expected that this would be the result. The lust was driving her mad, and though she was still conscious and aware of everything happening to and around her, she lost all control of her body, it's only desire seeming to be to receive more of its malignant new food source. She drove both hands into Jenny's asshole in an attempt to prolong her orgasm, and her tongue started moving rhythmically up and down the shaft as best it could. She also felt her pussy start to squirt.

Jenny was beyond where she had ever been so far in short life as a demon. Even the feeling of Amanda's first birthing wasn't this deliriously intense. Becca's hands in her ass felt impossibly good, the feeling of being filled so much was almost unbearable. And the jets of slime that Becca was currently gushing down her throat acted as a most potent aphrodisiac, overwhelming even Jenny's seemingly-endless lust. The two of them held on for over a minute, both experiencing mind-bending orgasms, and both cumming profusely into the other in order to prolong it.

When they finally came down from their high, Jenny carried them back over to the bed and flopped down on her back, Becca on top of her, still upside down, and still with Jenny's cock lodged in her throat. Both were breathing heavily, though how Becca was breathing around the rod in her throat, Jenny didn't know. Eventually, Becca pulled herself off of the dick, gagging as it slid out of her throat. When she spoke, that reserved timidness back in her voice. But this time, Jenny noticed, there was something else, distinctly... malevolent. Jenny couldn't see her face, but Becca's voice painted the whole picture.

She said, "I need more."