The bells

Mira rang the bell again. The silver one. She was going to face Marus later that night, and she wouldn't be able to think straight if she didn't clear her head some before hand.

The man that walked in wasn't particularly handsome. Scars deformed an uneven face, and a broken nose never healed properly. He had the unhealthy coloration of someone who drank too much. Poor bastard.

"I am Mira" she told him "I am lucky" he quipped, and she found it funny, and laughed. His groping hands were greasy, was he eating pork ribs? Mira asked the question, and when his answer was yes, she complained :"I just had a bath... do you know how hard it is to scrub off Manticore blood?"

His hand prints moved from her butt to her breasts, Mira was still trying to remember how any of her plan made sense. He turned her around, making her lean against the wall. She was going to say something to Marus that would infuriate him. She felt her mini skirt being hiked up. Say something that would make him think that if he but defeat her in the arena, she would be his, forever. She felt the greasy fingers trace the crack of her ass. And to do that she had to face him. Tonight. she looked to the golden bell, the sign of her surrender. 'all of this was just the tiny silver bell' she felt her sex wet, while his hands spread her buttocks.

"what are you doing?" She asked, returning from her daydream. "I will fuck your ass:" Marus answered from behind her. She didnt notice the change. "Oh" was all that she said "hold your buttocks apart for me, Mira" she obeyed him.

His hands guided her buttock down his cock, and it was as ridiculous as she though. Of course it wouldnt fit, her hole was tiny, and cocks were huge. But she felt it press again her sphincter, and doubt began to plague her heart. Was it? "Wooah" She began to moan as the prick **** her anus, a sudden urge to shit fighting her bowels. "Relax, you are fighting it too much" She couldnt relax, so the entrance was a horrible battle. A losing battle.

Her eyes opened wide when she finally felt his body touch her buttocks, he couldnt go any deeper. She wailed in pleasure. "I imagined you were an anal princess,but I didnt think you would accept it so quickly" Marus whispered in her ear. :"Shut up and fuck me" She felt him slide out and in again, it was a struggle. Just the way she liked it.

"No. This time it wont be so easy. Beg me, Mira" His cock was filling up a hollowness she didnt even realize existed, she ignored him and continued to savor the slow fuck. "No. Beg"

"Please, dont stop" she said out of reflex. "Better, but not good enough"

"Fuck Marus, what do you want me to do?" she pouded on the wall,, trying to **** her sphincter shut. "Embrace it. Admit it." he resumed fucking her "You are a slut, and even if your puny plans to escape me, to defeat me came true, you would still not be able to deny your erotic self anymore"

She didnt have to think and answer. His cock was all she needed, and it was reaching her innermost self "praise the goddess" she screamed as he **** an orgasm on her. "Thank you , thank you" she mumbled as he picked speed of his thrusting, to his benefit. But her orgasm wasnt over, and the thrusting sent her to new heights "Goddess! please, oh please dont ever stop"

"Admit you are mine" he savored his moment of triumph

"I am! fuck me raw, fuck me hard, but never stop..."the incubus flooded her with his seed, but even that wasnt the end.

Mira turned to see the devil lord, his glistering spear smeared with his cum 'and i dont want to think what else' But in front of her eyes he shifted his shape, his body assumed monstrous proportions, the size of an ogre, and a cock to match. She was turning around to let the beast mount her when she saw Yorn, young and brave yorn, with a rune encrusted stave, with fury and vengeance in his eyes. She didnt recognize the weapon, but it seemed ancient and powerful.