Let him in, but take precautions

He may be a fiend born in the abyss, but he did help you find the sword and escape the abbey. You can't leave him out there to suffer. Reluctantly, you step back from the window.

"Alright, you can come in."

He swoops in immediately, but you catch his tail just below the stinger and swing him to the floor.

"Ow! Ow! What you doing?! Why so rough?"

"I said you can come in, not that you can sleep in the bed." You pick him up, keeping his stinger tail under control with one hand. "There's a trunk here."

You lift the lid of the trunk with your foot and stuff the imp atop all the old shirts and fishing equipment inside. Before he can open the lid, you close the latches, sealing him inside.

"No fair! Can't breathe!"

"You'll be fine. I'll let you out in the morning." You hear him muttering with irritation, but that seems to be the end of it. You climb back into bed, spooning against Glenda's warm backside and settling in beneath the blankets.

It takes you ages to fall asleep and just as you are drifting off, you hear something through the door. You wait a few seconds and hear it again. A moan. A woman's moan. Reminded of the moaning sisters at the abbey, you know you must investigate. You creep to the door and listen. Thre it is again! A woman's voice moaning with soft pleasure.

Trembling slightly, you push open the door and descend the stairs. The moaning is coming from the ground floor and gets louder as you approach. There is no sign of Erven or Lahana, but you can hear the moaning coming from the oil room where you and Glenda changed your clothes. You approach cautiously, your heart hammering in your chest. Your grip tightens on the handle of the sword. You creep up to the door frame and very gently push the door open a fraction of an inch.

It's just wide enough that you can see into the room. By the moonlight through the high window, you can make out Erven, naked from the waist down, standing behind his daughter who is completely nude and bent forward over a table. The table creaks with each swing of his hips and as you watch the lighthouse keeper's cock jams in and out of his daughter's slick pussy. Her ass ripples in response to each impact and she moans and plucks at her plump nipples.

"Oh, yes, daddy," she moans. "Fuck me. Fucccck me."

"You're a good girl, aren't you? Not a virgin like those sisters. You like to please daddy."

He grabs her waist and slams harder into her, his balls slapping against her as he fucks his daughter. The sight and sounds of their intense rutting is overwhelming. You feel sickened and yet aroused. You step back from the door and a floorboard creaks. Erven glances at you, making eye contact through the door. He freezes for a moment, his glistening cock half-buried in the pink folds of his daughter's sex.

"Don't stop, daddy," moans Lahana. "Mommy would want you to fuck me hard."

He lets out a groan and looks away, resuming his thrusting into his beautiful daughter. You retreat from the door and climb up the stairs, wondering just what sort of sick household you are staying in. **** is forbidden by nearly every god, even the old ones, though it can be tolerated to some extents on the frontiers so long as everyone is adult.

You climb into the bed again beside Glenda. You try to sleep, but it is totally impossible with such images in your head. Not long after returning to bed, you hear footsteps climbing the stairs. They stop outside the door and you hear a quiet knocking.