Submit to the Demons

At first you insisted on a balance. After the first few days full of sex you knew you needed to progress. And so you set an arbitrary rule each demoness could cum on or in you once per day. Even if they had supernatural stamina your sexual skills had been leveled high enough at this point that you could bring them release quickly when you tried, even when they tried to hold back.

That worked for about a week. Then accidents began to occur. A quickie here, an extra round there.

The worst part was the Demon’s weren’t to blame. Not really. It was you not them that started breaking the rule. You could claim that you were just helping Cassiopeia with morning wood and that it didn’t count. You could blame Cygnus for hugging you too often causing your to leak your common sense from between your legs. But in the end, you were the one that always gave in, if not started things.

You had grown addicted to the pleasure to the point where you saw no reason not to enjoy the two beauties who never said no. You ate pussy, sucked cock, Rode them individually and at the same time. Over and over until all forward progress had stopped. It was Cassiopeia who separated you and Cygnus one day to have a serious talk.

“Not that I am not enjoying this… but we haven’t broken camp for three days.”

Had it been that long?

“If you want to give up, that’s fine, we can send Cetus to get the last treasure and meet up with her at the castle.”

“Give up?” the thought shocked you.

“You don’t need to fight love, you can just let us have the relics… and keep enjoying being with us... With me. I... We won’t abandon you, one of us will always be with you to sate your needs, right Cygnus?”

“Yep, I bet Cetus and even Fornax will jump at the chance to bed the former Hero, the sexiest demons in the world all waiting for a turn with you. You could live a life of orgasmic bliss.”

Then a whisper almost too low to hear from Cassiopeia "Or you could stay with me and our child..."

The pictures they painted were ones you longed for... that you desired. Your body yearned to accept their offer but one thing nagged at your mind... the former Hero part.

Was it really ok to give up? To stop being the Hero?