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Chapter 5 by staindranter staindranter

Who discovers you?

The Imp

Thoughts collide as you lay there half dreaming, half sleeping. You're stirred awake by the creaking of a nearby door as it closes. Consciousness floods back into you with a short groan. As you start to blink awake, a faint giggle is heard followed by shuffling foot steps. With a lead body you start to reach up and rub your head as you try to sit up.

"Good. Much more fun when they are awake for resist."

Your efforts to sit up are greeted with resistance and your hand is smacked away. A warm and leathery weight jumps onto your chest straddling your neck. Through blurred vision and a throbbing forehead you start to make out the image, a small red imp. "What in the he..." "..Mmmph"

Grabbing a hold of your scarlet hair, the imp shoves the tip of his phallaus into your mouth. "No be mistaken, fire hair. I like resist, not speak." Shifting his weight forward his cock forces its way further past your lips hitting the back of your throat. The haze of confusion clears quickly as you come to focus on only the current situation.

Reaching up in an attempt to dislodge the foul creature's genitals from your mouth you feel something wrap around your wrist. Stealing only the briefest of glances you see his tail holding your right wrist.

"Me play nice, over." The imp slams forward driving the shaft of his cock deep into your throat. Through giggling and grunting he starts thrusting harshly. "Mmm... your throat like my dick, so tight."

The shock replaced by rage, and the need to vomit. You bring your left hand up to swat at the imp and push him away. As he tries to keep your hand away, you manage to firmly grasp his arm and with all the **** you can muster you sling him across the room. Gagging and coughing harshly as his erection is pulled from your sore throat. Rolling over onto your hands and knees you begin to vomit.

The imp's collision into a barrel along the far wall shatters it stirring a thick dust about in the air. "This getting exciting."

Wiping the tears and snot from your face you notice the wooden sword is within arms reach. Speaking softly, you start to reach for it. "I am going to kill you in the name of all that is holy and sacred."

Looking up towards the imp you notice him stroking his red, veiny and stiff phallus. "Now me have massive erection. Perhaps me like speak after all."

Victory or Defeat

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