Agree to be taken fully

You ponder the deal for a couple more seconds, before deciding. You steel yourself and answer, "I agree to the terms." What good is virtue and virginity if you're dead? You need every advantage you need in order to make it through your journey alive, no matter what the cost.

"Very good. You won't regret this. Now take off your clothes, if you will," the imp gestures to you. He slowly strokes himself in order to keep hard.

You nod and stand up. Your hands wrap around your top and pull on the leather fabric in order to pull it off. Your breasts pop free of any constraints, bouncing lightly to the imp's satisfaction. You see the imp staring at you with a grin, slowly continuing to stroke himself. You blush from his stare. You feel your nipples harden both from the cool breeze and a growing arousal.

You proceed to lower your shorts. The fabric is stained with your lovely juices. In fact, you're much wetter than you thought you were. You wonder just how much you are enjoying these wanton acts you've been performing.

"Turn around. I want to see everything," the imp instructs before you even reach your knees with your shorts. You silently turn around and bend over as you continue to roll your shorts off, letting the imp have a good view of your shapely ass and your virgin petals. You finish off by sliding your boots and gloves off, trying your best to give the imp a show and keep him satisfied.

"Perfect. You're absolutely perfect. Now, I want you to get on all fours so that I can take you from behind," the imp instructs.

You nod to him and slowly lower yourself to your hands and knees. The round peach of your ass faces him, inviting him with its succulent look. "Like this?" you ask.

"Yes, just like that." The imp hovers over to you and places his small hands on your smooth cheeks. He kneads them, feeling the soft flesh between his fingers. You sigh as he expertly massages your rear. He lets a thumb wander down to your quim, probing it lightly. He lets his other thumb tease your anus, circling the sensitive flesh of your crack. You moan in response, eager to see what the imp has in store for you.

You were **** with him taking your virginity at first, but now you're almost excited. You were never given the chance to experience sex thanks to your prude and overprotective landlady. Your **** horniness, combined with your eagerness to finally experience sex has you ready and willing to be taken, even by an inhuman creature. The imp hardly needs to tease you further. You're already hot and willing to get plowed.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" the imp asks while rubbing your rump.

The answer in your head is an obvious, "Yes," but you feel like you still have a shred of pride in you left. "I do it because I have to," you reply.

"That's not good enough," the imp says. He takes the smooth head of his cock and rubs it up and down your crease. You bite your lip in order to contain your moan. Your whole body is burning with desire now. "I'll ask again, do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes..." you whisper.

"What's that? I didn't quite hear that. You're going to have to say exactly what you want, or else I might misinterpret something." The imp was now circling your puckered anal bud with his cock head.

"No, not there," you whimper.

"Then where?"

"In my pussy! I want you to plow my pussy with your cock!" you scream out. You hardly knew you had it in you to be such a dirty slut, but you must have grown quite horny and **** over the years. A good cock is just what you need after all this.

"Good answer." The imp lines up his hard prick with your vaginal tunnel. He tugs at your labia with a free finger to spread you slightly. His tool is now at your entrance, slowly entering you in a place where no other man has been. It slowly slides into you until it reaches your maiden head, at which point the imp stops. "A virgin? You are all too perfect," the imp says with a chuckle before forcefully filling you out with his prick.

You yelp at the sudden intrusion and the sudden tearing of your hymen. You grit your teeth to try and bear the discomfort. You now regret agreeing to this, but you feel like you have little choice in the matter now. With a firm grip on your hips, the imp slides out slowly and thrusts back in, making you yelp once more. He receives little resistance with how wet you've gotten, but you're still feeling like you're being stretched way beyond your capacity.

"By the devil, you're tight!" The imp throws his head up as his prick is massaged from all direction by your delicate folds. "This is much better than your mouth. Much better indeed." The imp continues his rhythm of slowly pulling his cock from you, only to thrust it back in with full ****.

It hurt at first, but now your body is starting to respond in favor. You've gotten even wetter, allowing the dick to move more freely. Your inner muscles massage the assaulting cock head with squeezes that reflect your growing pleasure. You are now moaning in pleasure as each trust bumps the most sensitive nerves inside you.

"I can tell you're enjoying this, you little slut," the imp says tauntingly at you. He gives your ass a good slap, making you yelp. "Beg me to fuck you harder!" he demands.

"Harder," you say quietly between moans.

"Louder!" the imp commands with another slap on your luscious ass cheeks.

You yelp again at the spank. "Harder!" you say more loudly.

The imp gives your ass another good slap. "Yell for me to fuck you harder!"

"Fuck me harder!" you finally yell out like a crazed whore. The imp responds by tightening his grip on your hips and plowing your fertile fields with increasing speed and strength.

Your body is getting increasingly hotter. Sweat is running down your skin and your head is starting to spin from the pleasure. You're panting like a bitch in heat now, thrusting back into the imp's hard cock.

"From virgin to whore in minutes," the imp says victoriously. "I see you can't resist my heavenly cock. No woman can. I've magically enhanced myself in order to drive you to such heights, in order to make you my bitch!"

You gasp in surprise. It all made sense now as to why you're reacting like this. But despite this new found knowledge, you're too far gone in the pleasure of the imp's magic to care. It's too late for you to fight it; you, like your virginity, are now fully his.

"Now tell me that you're my bitch," the imp demands.

"I'm your bitch!" your respond willingly. "Oh god, I'm getting close," you follow up.

"Tell me who this body belongs to," the imp says.

"This body belongs-- Ah..! To you!"

You feel one of the imp's hands leave your hip. You suddenly feel a finger nail at the small of your back. It traces shapes in your skin making your body tingle further.

The imp begins to chant, "Ah brust. Notchi ni. Bru tanu." The shape he traced begins to warm up, followed by your entire body. "Now repeat after me," the imp says. "This body of mine is made to receive."

"This body of mine is made to receive," you repeat like an obedient bitch.

"And it will receive the seed of this devil." The imp does not slow down his thrusting.

"And it will, oh, God, it will receive the seed of this devil!" You scream with resounding pleasure. You're so close to coming.

"For this devil is the master of this body."

"For this devil is the master of this body! Oh, god, I'm... I'm..."

"So let his seed take hold!" The imp's prick is now growing firmer. You look between your legs at his swinging ball sack, noticing it slowly rise toward his body in preparation.

"I'm... I'm coming," you say as you're about to be pushed over the edge.

"Say it!" the imp commands.

"So let his seed take hold!" you scream the last of the chant as your body explodes in orgasm. The imp plunges himself all the way inside you and unleashes a torrent of his devilish baby batter. His pulsing rod makes you orgasm over and over. Your spasming tunnel coaxes more of his cream to be ejaculated deep inside you, while your heated womb hungrily slurps up his seed.

The imp collapses on top of you, causing your hands and knees to give out and slide outward. You are now lying on your stomach while the imp is on your back continuing to come inside you. You both pant in the afterglow, the last few twitches from both your sexes trailing off.

"Thank you for that," the imp says as he rises up, his cock popping out of your snatch. A torrent of his cum flows out of you, staining the ground below. His finger traces another pattern around the glyphs he drew on your lower back, right above your ass crack. You feel him draw a design that resembles wings along your lower back. The glyphs leave a hot trace that makes you shudder. "Let this stamp forever mark you as my bitch. Befitting of a slutty tramp like you." The imp stood over your figure. "Now clean me with your mouth," he says commandingly.