You Sob on the Floor

Your anus burns, suddenly feeling very empty. You sob softly, your face and bare breasts still pressed against the slimy floor.

However, slowly, as the demons corrupt and unholy seed works its way through your body, you feel all thoughts of resistance that had started to creep back into your mind, begin to slowly fade again.

So what if he had hurt you? He was your master, after all; your owner. It was his right to use your body how he wanted. Pain would pass, but you knew your devotion to him wouldn't. Besides, he had spared your pussy, for the moment. Though, most of you wished he hadn't.

Pushing yourself slowly up to your hands and knees, you turn to look behind you at the Deamon, now cleaning its shrinking, but still massive cock with it's long tongue.

Devotedly, you crawl as best you can on your bruised knees over to the Daemon and lovingly take his large member into your mouth again, cleaning your juices from his cock and savoring the taste of him.

The Daemon looks down at you cruelly as you lick him clean, staring up at him with adoration.

"Thank you for taking my ass master." You hear yourself say, the faithful part of your mind once again deeply lost a fog "It is an honor to carry your seed inside me."

This seems to satisfy the monster, as it lowers its head, and helps you, somewhat roughly, to your feet.

"Thank you master." You say automatically as you rise, using the creatures massive body to steady yourself, your knees shaking.

It's only reply was another harsh trumpeting sound. You don't know how, but somehow you know that it had just commanded you to follow. Without waiting for a reply, the huge creature rises and turns to leave.

As your owner sets off down one of the dark halls, you eagerly fall in step behind him, leaving your forgotten clothes where they lay. You can't help but smile as your mind begins to imagine where he is taking you.

Perhaps your master was part of a pack, and soon you would be the pack's breeding bitch. Or perhaps it merely wanted to leave the conquered Abbey with its new possession.

Either way, you felt yourself getting more and more excited as you dutifully follow your new master.

As you walk, you pass scenes that would have horrified you only a half hour before. Several young apprentices were secured to the walls of the entry hall with strands of thick slime. Their bodies were bare below the waist. Each of them carried the mark of a pentagram just above their swollen pussy lips, and each had a look of sheer ecstasy as creatures resembling massive crimson wasps pumped what appeared to be apple sized eggs one after the other into their already stretching bellies.

Upon exiting the Abbey, you see the remains of the battle all around you. Your sisters screams echoe through they valley as they are bred and defiled by a hundred different kinds of monstrous Daemons.

Your master trumpets again, and you quickly resume your pace behind him.

As you follow him, you realize he is clearly leading you across the battlefield to where the attack had started. Your pussy is practically dripping with exitement as you crest the hill out of the valley and see...