She barely holds on to her pride.

Katarina watched as the imp inches closer to her. She was hanging from the ceiling at a height that made her eye level right in line with the imps dick. This 'Slavemaster' really seems to take his work seriously it seems. She shuddered at the thought of some demon blacksmith working out the best ways to restrain women for them to provide pleasure.

Before she really knew it, the demon's cockhead touched the space between her upper lip and her nose. The aroma of his cock reminded her of the numerous times she had sucked on her own fingers after a night of wanton self pleasure. It really had started as pure curiosity but she did enjoy her own musky taste.

There was something else though along with the smell of her juices, something smokey. Like the time the innkeeper roasted an entire wild hog during the Festival of Stars. She still remembered the way the meat had melted in her mouth the taste of the animal fat heightened by the herbs and spices the innkeeper had used.

She felt her mouth start to water and Katarina was shocked.

No! This is completely different. This imp is doing something to me. Must keep my mind straight.

She tried to forget everything about the smell and fortunately; the barrel allowed her head to tilt and move her head. Turning away from the imps monstrous cock she tried to focus on something else. Unfortunately everywhere she looked there were beautiful girls getting plowed by the many demons all celebrating their successful raid of Pinehurst. Gilly was still being double teamed by the two demons and she too had one of those strange swirling tattoos. It was glowing a bright pink, the same pink glow of the magic the imp had used on her earlier.

Anger returned to Katarina at the sight of her friend being used so roughly. Thinking about her options she tried to ignore the imp who was now rubbing his cock all over her, the combined juices and cum making marring her face. It was difficult to concentrate as the scent overwhelmed her, but she thought that she could hear shouting and metal striking metal in the distance or perhaps another room. She had always prided in herself in her sense of hearing.

The imps in the room were too busy fucking and humiliating the slaves that they didn't notice the steady increase of the sounds of battle.

Just need to hold out a little longer. Stars that smells so good though.

"Hey, open your mouth now and suck on this big dick sweet ass."

Oh she'll open her mouth, and bite off his little limp...

Bits of wood and splinters exploded all around and Katarina felt a blast of air from the direction of the large double doors. She could hear screams and shouting all over as dust whipped up. Still, the moaning of the slaves continued. Some of them begging for their masters to come back as imps turned towards the disruption, surprised.