Monsters Den

Lilly wakes in what could only be described as a cave. The ceiling is very high up and obscured in darkness. The walls are rock and appear to be wet, with what she is not sure. Possibly just water, or perhaps the same cum like substance that is covering the majority of her body. The floor under Lilly is quite literately writhing. Lilly is laying on a bed of squirming pink and green tentacles. She feels nauseated and at the same time a little horny. The movement of the tentacles remind her of her all too recent brutal fucking, the marks of which are still evident on her young body.

Both of her wrists have red restraint marks on them, as do her ankles knees and elbows. Her neck also has a pretty ring of red, further evidence of her recent encounter with what she can only assume are the same tentacles writhing under her naked form. Looking down she notices her tits have faint bruises all around the bases where they were held together for the purple headed appendage. Her pussy and ass both ache from being stretched further then ever, her nipples feel on fire and are still fully extended.

Every so often one of the tentacles in the writhing mass brush against Lillys pussy sending little jolts throughout her body. She is becoming wet which again makes her nauseated. How could she like what just happened to her? How could she have sucked on that tentacle that almost cut off all of her air, how could she have bucked against the mindless monster that invaded her pussy. Most would have been screaming and bucking away from such a thing, most would consider it ****. Lilly liked it, how could she?

'Because you are a dirty whore,' Lilly hears in her mind 'And this monster is far from mindless.'