Vecna fucks Max but fingers Eleven

Then the monster had torn off Eleven’s underwear and repeated the entire process all over again. That had been even worse.

El had fooled enough with Mike plenty to appreciate some fingering. But where her boyfriend had been loving and attentive, Vecna was callous and careless. His finger went inside her once, deep enough to make her gasp, then all he did was rub his hand over her lips, just to show her that he could. The monster seemed to enjoying molesting her breasts far more.

It felt like Max had to fellate Vecna a lot longer that second time before he came. Letting the gigantic cock slip out of her mouth with long streams of semen, the teen looked up at him in quiet obedience as he ejaculated all over her face. Globs of semen fell over her forehead, then one dripped down her nose before her mouth and lower jaw were painted white.

Vecna did not wait for even a moment. “Again.”

Somewhere in the midst of her ordeal, Eleven had missed Steve, Nancy and Robin disappear. She spared a thought for what they might be enduring, noticing that occasionally one of Vecna’s hands spasmed and fluttered as if he was ghost-writing a letter.

Finally, after both of Eleven’s breasts were red from **** and Max’s face was slimy with sweat and pre-cum, Vecna started to growl. His red eyes bored straight into Eleven’s own as he pinched both of her nipples at the same time.