Trickery

I almost jumped out of my skin when Lucy leaned forward and gave me a long, intimate kiss. I actually blushed as she drew back, which made her laugh.

“Sorry,” she said. “You’ll find part of hell is that you never really stop being horny, and it’s been a while since Vona and I saw anyone else. Do you mind?”

I shook my head hurriedly, leaned back as Lucy pulled open my shirt. She lowered her mouth to my breasts, running a tongue which seemed longer than any girl I’d known over my nipples.

I was just beginning to pant when she stopped, and scooted over to her pack. “How are you about bondage?” she asked, holding up a coil of soft-looking rope.

“Usually being tied up is the only thing that stops me jumping whoever did it,” I replied truthfully with a grin.

Lucy passed the rope to Vona, who moved round behind me. As she began to wrap the rope around my arms, holding them together behind my back, her tentacles reached forward and slid under the waist of my skirt. For a moment I wondered if she was going to fuck me with them the way the sea monster had fucked Lucy, but instead she just pushed down my skirt and held my legs apart, allowing Lucy to lower her tongue to my already sopping pussy.

I leaned back against Vona and enjoyed the sensation, quite unable to stop her even if I had wanted to. She was certainly an expert at this, and a part of me wondered if she did it for Vona, and if Vona even had a cunt under the tentacles.

My speculation was cut short when Lucy raised her head, licking her lips. I gave an annoyed moan, and struggled against the rope, but it was tied tightly and professionally.

“You’re our prisoner now,” Lucy said, and with a sinking feeling I realised from her tone that this wasn’t part of a game. “Sorry, but a hot young new demon like you can get a big price at the **** markets, more than Vona and I could earn in a year of fishing. Things are hard for people like us, who don’t have an overlord, so we have to take chances when they come to us.”

“What? But you – but I – you’ve got to at least let me cum!” I spoke before I could think, and their eyes widened at my odd sense of priorities. But I could deal with being a **** later. Right now, with their treatment to get me to drop my guard, and being tied up and helpless for real, with no safety net, was making me hornier than I could bear.

“Ok,” Lucy said after a moment. “But you’re our prisoner – our **** – so when I’m done with you, you have to get me off.” I nodded eagerly as, for the second time since I’d known her, she eagerly stripped off her clothes. She began to lick me again, and within minutes I was cuming hard, writhing against the ropes.

When I was done, she pushed me down and moved to kneel on my face. I eagerly returned the favour, lapping at her hungrily and skilful. Vona moved round behind her, cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples.

“You’re really good at this,” Lucy said as I continued. “I guess you really belong here, huh? You’ll make us a lot of money when we – ah! – sell your tight little body.” Her dirty talk, which seemed to be more sexual than outright malicious, was turning me on again, making me lick her harder. “I’m beginning to get the – oh! – the impression that you’ll quite like it. Being – mm! – some demon’s sex toy, for him to stick his cock in day or – uh! – or night, or to whore out as he wants. On the way we can – ah! – use you as extra bait. I bet the smell of your sweet little cunny will – aaah! – will bring in some of the really big monsters. They – uh! – they love the taste of a slut like you. Maybe – aaaah! – we’ll let them have you for longer, so you and they can get there – uuuh! – fill.”

From the moans that punctuated her words, I could tell she was almost ready to cum.