He continues fucking you for hours

As you lay there still recovering from your thorough fucking, Thoros pulls a bench from the corner of the room and sits down in his commanding position in front of the main door. Though he just finished filling you with his cum, his cock is still fully erect. Just the sight of it fills you with desire as you sit up and place a hand on your stuffed, now slightly swollen belly. Slowly, you crawl towards him, eventually coming close enough to place a hand on his inner thigh. At this range, the smell of your master's cock still covered in your fluids is intoxicating. Just as you cup his massive bollocks with your other hand, Thoros looks down to you and smiles.

"Come, indulge as much as you like. You won't be able to taste this for a while." Thoros's voice booms down at you with sternness but also care. You aren't sure what he means when he says this but simply hearing your master speak to you in this way makes your heart jump. You start by licking up and down the shaft, breathing deeply to get as much of your master's delicious scent as you can. Very quickly, just the smell isn't enough for you, and you find yourself climbing into the daemon lord's lap. Thoros doesn't do anything to stop you as you straddle yourself over his massive fuckmeat, lining up your recently deflowered pussy to be filled yet again. As you lower yourself onto your master's cock, you hear a commotion behind you. Several daemons have entered the room, arguing amongst themselves before your master silences them with a single word. He gives them new orders and they obediently shuffle away. Throughout all this you rhythmically bounce up and down on your master's cock, shrieking in pleasure every time your belly bulges with the size of the cock filling you.

Just as you've worked yourself to your first orgasm, a succubus enters the room to present her spoils to Thoros. You pay no attention to them, however, as you unashamedly shriek and gyrate atop your master's glorious rod. Indeed, Thoros commands his forces without skipping a beat as you ride his dick, working yourself up to orgasm after wonderful orgasm. Thoros does his part for you as well, regularly filling you with another dose of his potent seed.

After a while, you notice a glowing from just above your cunt. You stop your riding for just long enough to look down at your torso, where just below your belly button a pentagram etches into your skin before fading into a full red. It is much larger and more intricate than the ones you saw on your fellow slaves. Thoros roars in approval at this development. "You are indeed a perfect vessel!" He exclaims as he fills you with yet another batch of his seed. This time his cock explodes with so much corrupting essence that the excess drips out of you, providing more lubrication for you as it drips down your master's shaft and onto the floor.

For the rest of the day you never stop riding your master like this and he continues to reward you with regular doses of his seed. Eventually Thoros picks you up off his cock with a single huge hand around your torso. Your leaking cunt leaves a trail of daemon cum on the floor as he carries you into a side room. The old you would have recognized this as the War Mother's chambers but you are in too much of a cum-drunk haze to care. Your master lays you carefully on the bed and touches one finger to your forehead. His magic takes effect almost immediately as you quickly fall into a deep sleep.