Prepare for the next trial

You look at the note for a few more moments before sighing and dropping your head back on the solid ground to rest. This sucks. Did you seriously just get **** by a succubus? Then again, you did have at least one orgasm so... like, was it consensual? She didn't even buy you dinner first... it's funny how after all that happened, this was no longer quite enough to surprise you.

With a weary groan, you turn back around and move to sit upright. As soon as you do, a gush of gooey sperm splurts right out of your abused cooch to form an icky pool underneath your lady bits. With a disgruntled moan you jump right up, and pluck the tattered remains of your shorts off the ground to wipe your pussy clean. Hold on, is there a chance you could get pregnant from this? She was balls-deep inside your snatch when she climaxed... that can't be good, right?

Where did she go anyway? You look around, but there's no trace of her. Just a few benches, an altar, and some lit candles to illuminate the room. The fragrant scent of some herbal oils lingered in the air as well, enough so to almost make you feel at ease.

With your hand still lingering between your legs to wipe the last bits of cum off your pussy, you proceed to check out your surroundings to try and find something to wear. Something to cover up and leave the village. If you'd try to get away right now, you would turn into an icicle within minutes -- assuming you can even find your way in the dark... your journey is however a brief one, the stranger from earlier enters through the door and sees you standing there in the midst of the church in just your shirt, and with fresh semen still seeping out of you...

"Uh..." You lower your gaze to the ground before looking back up at him. "She uh, she had to leave," you try to explain. it's not like you could tell him that she was a demon...

"WITCH!" He runs up to you, grabs a couple strands of your hair and begins dragging you outside. "WITCH!" he repeats yelling and you can see a few of the houses lightening up, doors opening to look at the turmoil. A searing pain covers your scalp while he recklessly pulls you along for the ride. Every clumsy step nearly makes you stumble and fall, while your bare feet had to endure walking through mud and dirt once more. He pushes you into a new building and guides you down a set of stairs before you even had a chance to properly explain yourself. It's so dark in here that you can no longer see a thing.

"Rot in hell," he spits at you while pushing you hard to make you fall forward and to your knees. A metal clung gets your ears to perk up. Unable to rely on sight, you choose to use your hands to feel around -- and discover countless rusty iron bars surrounding you! A prison! You're in prison!

"It's a misunderstanding! I didn't do anything! Lemme out!" None of your words get through, and all you hear is the closing of multiple doors in quick succession, leaving you to your solitude. Of course he didn't know you're a fighter, so you continue inspecting your surroundings with closed eyes. You rely entirely on your sense of touch.

More iron bars. Hay. Some ceramic object, probably a mug. Something soft and warm. Warm and soft!? "Hands off!" A male voice fills the room and you gasp after getting startled so hard. "Leave me alone," he adds and you briefly consider apologizing before simply taking a step back. Screw that guy, you are just trying to escape! With that in mind, you continue feeling your way around especially around the upper edges of the room. Until you find a piece of fabric dangling off the ceiling, which you tear right off in the hopes of exposing a path out of here! Alas, as you open your eyes, you find that it was a small window blocked with more iron bars. Ah well, at least it was enough to let the full moon shine some fresh light into the room.

"Ah! Close it, close it!" Your cellmate begins flailing his arms around as if to try and hide from the new source of light, and you chuckle in response. What a dimwit. Or so you think. His groans turn into grunts, small patches of black fur growing alongside his naked back!? His ears grow long and perky, and his mouth extends into a wolf-like snout!?

"Werewolf!? Come on!" You cower in a corner of the cell, averting your eyes from the thing while his screams turn into animalistic growls and hisses! Shit, shit! You're gonna end up as last meal for some stupid creature of myth! No, no!

A set of long, sharp claws engulf your neck and throw you multiple feet across the room, your delicate side impacting with the harsh surface of the wall with a painful thud before you collapse onto the ground, breathless and in shock.

You couldn't even manage to open your eyes anymore, at least until you felt a rush of warm air caressing your crotch followed by something wet and cold...?? Struggling on, you succeed in focusing your vision well enough to see the werewolf's snout buried in your crotch and sharply inhaling the young scent of your cunt. You can only hope that he doesn't like the taste of human flesh.

In a turn of events, he doesn't. He did however take a newfound interest in you. His large clawed paw -- nearly twice the size of your head -- swiped across your chest and painfully maneuvered you onto your belly while leaving more than one scratch in the process. "Ouch, ouch! Fuck!" He paid your complains no mind, and instead climbed right on top of you! It felt like someone parked a truck on top of your slender body! Heavy! The next big surprise comes as he casually shoved his canine-appendage right into your pussy, tearing you open! What the NNGH! "Aaah! Fuc- fuck!" This can't be happening! Not again! Where did his dick even come from!? Even the friggin' succubus gave you a brief warning before shoving her meat into your private parts! You angrily close your legs only to realize it didn't slow him down in the slightest, he still had perfect access to your cunt and made full use of it. Rapid, clumsy thrusts buried his red shaft in your belly while a row of squirts delivered a steady stream of sperm into your loins! Each slippery blast felt like molten lava as it impacted with the pink walls of your pussy and painted them white with billions of tiny swimmers!

It lasted a minute at most before you felt a massive bulge near the bottom of his shaft. His ****, overeager thrusts repeatedly shoved it against your labia, stretching your entrance wide open while you dutifully kept your legs shut in a futile attempt to block him. Both of your hands were busy attempting to push yourself off the ground, squirm away, anything that would put a stop to this.

Pop!

Ahnnn!! His bloated knot slips past your tight barrier, and secures itself inside your body. Nnnnh... !!

With clenched fists you begin hitting the cold, damp ground. There was so much stuffed inside you that it felt like you're ready to explode! Both your pussy and your abdomen felt stretched taut, completely tight and at its limit!

On the contrary to your expectations however, the hairy monster began to rut into you once more already! Tiny thrusts. Just enough to lure wet sounds of sex out of your fun box and allow tiny amounts of semen to dribble out of you. "Sto-stop it! Fuck!" You helplessly wriggle your perky rear to try and ease the discomfort of being stuffed like a Christmas turkey, but your only reward is even more of the half-canine's potent spunk!

He ceases moving around for perhaps a minute before it starts all over again, and again...

... hours later, you barely even manage to keep your eyes open anymore. The entire room reeks of non-stop fucking and your entire crotch is tenderized and marinated in sperm. The last thing you see is a scribbling of blood across the mossy wall of stone. "One more trial before she returns..."