Maddening Pleasure

The roper girl presents a less conventional target than usual for your sexual talents, but you feel up to the challenge of unlocking the monster girl’s secret pleasures. You hang your borrowed cleaver from your belt and spread your hands to show the roper girl that you are unarmed. You circle slowly around her, out of reach of her tentacles.

“What are you doing?” She demands. “You know I can reach you back there even if I can’t turn around.”

“I’m just having a look,” you say. You can’t quite get behind her unless you step well within reach of her tentacles, but from this side angle you see that she appears to have lovely buttocks and upper thighs sticking out of her fleshy column almost as if she is a normal human woman stuck through a pillar. She squirms her hips and you see her purple-tinted quim and the knot of her anus.

“Oh, you like that side of me better, do you?” She laughs, teasing her hips from side to side, although her range of motion is limited by the pillar of her body. Her tentacles writhe on the ground behind her, obviously placed to ensnare you if you try to approach.

You say a silent prayer to Veleda and step closer to the roper girl. Hina hisses with worry, but you motion for her to be calm. You continue closer to the roper girl, stepping over the first tentacle carefully.

“I am unarmed,” you say, which isn’t exactly true. “I’m not going to fight you.”

“Oh, you want to be eaten?” She laughs, her tentacles shuddering with anticipation. “I’ve met boys like that before. I think it’s totally perverted, but perverts taste just as good. I’d be happy to grant your wish.”

“That sounds great,” you say, trying not to let her menacing words distract you from your goal. “First, let me pleasure you.”

Her tentacles shudder as you reach her upright column of flesh and run your hands over her soft, plump buttocks. Tentacles wrap around your legs, reaching up to your knees, but you ignore them as their mucus begins to soak into your trousers. Instead, you grab a firm hold of her buttocks and sink slowly to your knees behind them. Her anus clenches tighter and you can see glistening moisture at the folds of her cunt. You run a finger over her dewy lips, gathering her nectar and smearing it into her crack and over the hot divot of her asshole.

“Oh, what are you… mmmmm... oh…”

She seems uncertain about what to do as you spread her ass wider and begin to run your tongue over her cunt. Her juice is sweet, her pussy hot and eager for your thrusting tongue. She moans and tilts her hips as much as she can to give you even more access to her naughty holes. You focus on her pleasure, running your tongue from her steamy cunt up her warm crack to the velvety clench of her anus. You run your tongue around her rim as your fingers begin to probe her hot channel, sliding in and out as her tight cuntwalls clutch at your fingers.

“You’re licking my… ohhhh… back there? Ohhh… you’re tongue is going up my aaaaAHHH!”

She cries out with pleasure, her ass clenching against your thrusting tongue and her pussy squeezing tightly around your fingers. Waves of pleasure ripple through her muscles and she seems to push her round ass back to smother your face.

You do not relent. You thrust your tongue deeper and fuck your fingers faster into her cunt, knowing that the only way for Maddening Pleasure to work is to lose all though but pleasure for your foe. Her orgasm builds to a shrieking climax, her tentacles lashing wildly and smacking wetly against you, but not deterring you from your licking and fingering. Just as she has a moment to recover, you withdraw your fingers from her cunt and thrust them up her ass and begin sucking her clit.

This sends her into spasms of pleasure that rise and fall but never stop completely. Her hot cum spills out in slick waves that grease your lips and chin. You swallow enough of her hot nectar that your body grows warm, particularly your legs in your slime-soaked trousers. You want to stand up and fuck her, but you know that to do so would sabotage your own power. You keep up the pleasure, sucking harder, lips popping wetly against her delicate folds as another series of spasms wrack her body.

At last, the roper girl’s tentacles release your legs and flop uselessly on the floor, twitching in time to her orgasmic contractions. Her head flops to the side, mouth open and tongue hanging out, eyes rolled back to show white. She moans mindlessly, her brain temporarily melted by the waves of pleasure you have inflicted upon her.

You lift your mouth from her cunt and gently ease your fingers out of her stretched asshole. You wipe your mouth on your sleeve and slowly rise to your feet. It gives you no pleasure to strike down a helpless foe, but you do not dare leave such a dangerous monster as the roper girl behind. You raise your cleaver to strike.

The moment the blade connects there is a sharp crack and a flash of light. The roper girl is gone and a tiny silver figurine in her effigy is on the floor at your feet. You pick it up, feeling the magic of the roper girl contained within it.

“It worked,” says Hina. “You drove her mad with pleasure.”

“Remind me to give Morelle a little extra essence the next time I see her,” you say.

“Yes, master,” says Hina. “We must pursue the elf immediately! If she reaches the limits of my spatial enclosure then I am doomed.”

“Right, let’s make sure that doesn’t happen,” you say, racing towards the stairs and pulling Hina along behind you.

The iron stairs and catwalks sway disconcertingly as you begin your arduous climb to the surface.