Violation

Held down and helpless, you struggled fruitlessly against the superior strength of the thing holding you down. You try to shout for help, but remember that you were home alone. You’re family was gone and there was no one to help you fend off the thing that was latched onto you.

Head held down and legs spread wide, you wiggled in a puddle of slick, thick ooze.

“Mmmmphhmmmphmmp!!” You groaned into the thing covering your mouth. Suddenly, the appendage slid deftly into your mouth. It felt smooth and muscular as it snaked past your jaw and settled on your tongue. The same slick ooze that coated the floor lubed your lips and made it impossible to resist the intruder. Then, as if seeping from the top of the tentacle, you tasted a tangy, salty fluid dripping into your mouth and dribbling down your throat. The entire limb seemed to secrete ooze and you felt the lubrication fluid drip excessively down your chin.

“Mmmmmm” you moaned instinctly, almost without thinking about it. The pressure on your jaw from the invading probes constant pressure abated and all that was left was a pleasurable tingling sensation. The appendage was warm, and pulsating gently. It secreted more and more fluid onto the base of your tongue. Steadily, the wriggling thing in your throat warmed more and more until it was hot. Wet, sloppy heat permeated in your mouth and throat. It’s gentle pulsating increasing to steady throbs and trembles. You reflexively moved your tongue along the bottom side of the thing. You feel it shudder in response and a dollop of warm, salty goo oozes from the tip, hits the base of your tongue and slides down your throat.

The tentacle pre-cum, or whatever it could be, slowly travels down your throat and settles heavily in your stomach. Then, rapidly, a warm tingling spreads throughout every inch of your body. Instantly, you feel your limbs relax and a fuzzy feeling seeps into your brain.

The oral intruder continues its secretions down your throat and you greedily gulp down drop after drop. Your head swims and you feel pleasure pulsating throughout your body. Your initial fear has morphed into desire and contentment. You attempt to bob your head onto the appendage and take more inside of you, but you remain held firmly in place.

You’re vaguely aware of something wet, warm, and strong wrapping itself around your waist. You then feel two more things gently, but snuggly coil up each of your legs. Lastly, a thicker band closes around your trunk and you feel your relaxed, almost rag doll body being lifted from the floor. The different tentacles work in concert to deftly flip you onto your back like some kind of horned up marionette. Your rigid cock stands skyward like a monument to the lust tingling and burning through your body.

You are suspended in mid air, the things around your legs spread them wide and flex your knees, holding you almost like you were sitting down. The coils steadily and wetly snaked their way past your knees and onto the tender skin of your inner thighs.

A soft moan rumbled in your throat, vibrating the thing sitting in your mouth. Almost in response to the sound, the tentacle around your chest and hips adjust to arch your back and your head lulls backward. Seemingly obtaining the position it wants you, the tentacle in your throat pull slowly out, until the tip is resting just on the edge of your lips. The tip slowly circles your mouth, smearing it’s warm ooze on your lips, cheek, and chin.

You almost miss the full feeling of it in your throat and, your head still swimming in the warm mist of your lust, you open wide and invite the monster back inside.

You have no idea how it can tell what you’re offering, but the thing wastes no time in acting on your acceptance. It enters your mouth, pushing steadily back. Resistance removed by the position you’re being held in, it is able to move further and further into your waiting esophagus. It alternates between soft prods and gentle thrusts. You pleasure the monster by using the flat of your tongue to stroke and slide along the bottom of its appendage. More warm, salty goo dribbles onto your tongue and into your gullet.

“This has to be its…mmmmm…dick” you think as it gingerly throat fucks you. “This stuff has got to be its pre-cum”

You continue moaning while the monster uses your throat and feeds you glob after glob of its sauce. Your eyes close in ecstasy and your head drifts in joy.

Suddenly, a new sensation registers in the back recesses of your mind. The monster takes another wet tentacle and begins to explore…