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Chapter 18 by Sphyrna_Mokarran Sphyrna_Mokarran

What's next?

Choose the demon in charge

"I'll take you," you say, pointing at the tall demon. "You did say I can choose any demon in the arena."

"Indeed I did," he says, giving you a smile that makes you wonder if you've made a mistake. Before you can ask if you're allowed to change your mind, he grabs you and spins you around to face away from him. The demons in the crowd cheer as he bends you forward, and you brace yourself for his cock, but it's his fingers that probe your opening, two digits sliding into you and rubbing against your prostate. You grit your teeth, your legs trembling slightly as the pleasure whispers inside of you, but you keep silent, refusing to let it show.

"My, my, this is a lot of cum," the demon says, your ass making wet, sloppy noises as he drives his fingers deep into you. He pulls out and you take a relieved breath, but it's short lived. His blunt horsecock presses against your hole and you gasp as he rams it deep. He grabs your face with one hand, holding your mouth open as he slides his cum-covered fingers between your lips. The taste of brimstone fills your mouth and you swallow convulsively, your nerves lighting up like a fireworks show as the demon cum invades your system. You moan, sucking on his fingers as he thrusts into you, then pulls out and lets go.

You stumble away from him and turn, your gaze fixing on his thick cock, dripping with demon cum from your ass.

"You want it, don't you, whore?" the demon asks. "Come lick it clean, like a good slut." You know you shouldn't, but you can't resist falling to your knees. The crowd roars and jeers at you, some throwing popcorn down into the arena, but you barely notice them. You hold the demon's cock reverently in your hands and lick the blunt head, lapping up the cream like a starving cat, your noisy slurps and moans echoing across the arena.

When he's clean, you draw back and lick the last traces off your fingers. You are hard, your body aching, and you turn pleading eyes up to the demon. "Please..." you beg.

"What do you want, my hungry cockslut?" the demon asks.

What's next?

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