Demonic Gang-Bang

She felt so wickedly delicious that she had trouble deciding where to go! The idea of going back to earth to seduce some men (and maybe women--now THERE'S a thought she never found enticing before!) was certainly tempting, but she couldn't pass up the chance to explore some fantasies that were so dark and depraved that she usually didn't even admit them to herself.

With a little giggle she hopped on the train, and to her surprise the conductor didn't ask where she wanted to go. The shuttle just started moving, so she sat and waited for him, figuring he would waltz down the aisle any time to ask her intended destination.

Before long the landscape outside became dull and repetitive, and she found herself getting drowsy. "What kind of game is this?" she thought. "I can't believe I'm going to waste game time taking a nap!" But that's exactly what she did, slumping down in her seat.

She was jolted awake some unknown time later when the train stopped with a hiss of released steam. She looked outside the window but couldn't see much, so she decided to get out and take a quick look around. Maybe there were other passengers on the shuttle (although she didn't see any) and this was a stop for one of them.

As she stepped off the shuttle, she was filled with a sense of foreboding and fear. It seemed like the seedy part of a city, a neighborhood she would never visit, and certainly not alone at night. As she explored the alleyways near the station she became more and more fearful. It was almost like something in the air fed her fear and kept her on edge. Suddenly she heard the sound of the shuttle leaving, but she had gotten lost in the maze of buildings and when she finally found her way back she saw the back of the train receding into the distance.

"Great," she said out loud, "Just great. NOW what am I supposed to do?" She put her hands on her sexy hips, her pointed tail swishing impatiently behind her.

"Whatever I TELL you to do," said a voice behind Danya. She spun in surprise and was awed by a huge demon creature, at least eight feet tall. It was humanoid in shape but covered in brown armor-like scales and rippling muscle. It had a large maw and from its head sprouted two dangerous-looking horns that made Danya's look positively cute in comparison. Two equally impressive phalluses dangled from its crotch, twitching and moving with obvious intent. "And I intend to tell you to do MANY things, little she-devil!"

Danya finally came to her senses and turned to run but smacked directly into another demon. This one looked like a hell-spawned version of a satyr, a viciously evil smile on its face as two of its four arms reached out to capture the struggling girl. Its other two hands started roughly fondling her breasts through the skin-tight material, occasionally pinching a nipple and causing Danya to squeal in pain. "You're ours tonight, sweet thing. You'll regret thinking that you were evil enough to be here!" he added with a demonic laugh.

As he said this, a third demon emerged from the shadows. Actually, it WAS a shadow--a roughly human-looking patch of the purest, deepest black Danya had ever seen. As it turned to the side she could see that it, too, had two cocks, both larger than anything she thought could fit inside her petite body. This creature spoke directly into her mind, "We will corrupt you, though. By the time we are finished with you, you will truly be a depraved denizen of evil!" The sound of its voice in her head was the essence of wickedness, and it made her shudder in revulsion.

Movement to the side caught Danya's attention, and yet another monster came into view. She gasped as she saw that this one was female. She was an **** version of Medusa, for not only was her hair a mass of writhing snakes but instead of hands, her fingers were wriggling serpents as well. On top of her firm, enormous breasts, where her nipples should be, sat snake mouths with fangs dripping venom. And finally, although her shaved pussy left no doubt that she was truly female, another nest of snakes protruded and writhed. "Yesssss... We will sssshow you pleasssure and pain. Thissss will make you a true demonessss, when you can no longer tell the differenccccce!" The snake-bitch's forked tongue slithered in and out of her mouth in obivous anticipation of acting on her promises.

Danya struggled feebly against the rock-solid grip of the satyr. All three others moved menacingly closer, filling her with dread...