The shadow-demon

As Danya continued to writhe and struggle against the satyr's iron grip, the shadow-being advanced on her menacingly. Projecting directly into her mind, it taunted her, "I am the essence of pure, unadulterated evil. When I take your body I will take part of your soul as well. This will be the first step on your inevitable descent into wickedness."

Danya screamed out and arched her body, futilely trying to get away. "No!" she yelled, but the satyr whispered in her ear, "Yes...." The enormous demon and the Medusa watched with obvious pleasure as the shadow-lord finally reached his prey. The satyr lifted Danya off the ground, two hands holding her wrists while his other two continued to fondle and mash her breasts.

The humanoid blackness touched Danya between her legs, causing her to shriek in fear. Her patent leather she-devil garb was now crotchless. "I could **** you to suck both of my cocks, human slut, but my essence is most directly absorbed through your lower orifices," he spoke into her mind. "Prepare to be abused!"

A tear ran down Danya's face--the entire experience was so REAL. She kept trying to tell herself it was just a game. At that moment the satyr mercilessly rammed Danya's body downward, skewering it on the shadow demon's pair of poles. Surprisingly it didn't hurt, but she felt a wicked coldness where her body was stretched by his black dicks. "That's right, slut," he telepathically teased her, "The coldness will soon be that of your heart, your very SOUL!"

The satyr, seemingly without effort, raised Danya almost off the evil phalluses then slammed her down over and over. The shadow demon continued his mental **** as well, sending devious desires and abusive derogitory language into her helpless mind. "Yesssss," the Medusa quivered in delight, "Her will breakssss already!"

With horror Danya realized the snake-goddess was right--she was no longer struggling to free herself but was instead looking forward to each thrust downward when her cunt and anus would be filled again by the inhuman, corrupting penises. She felt her own wetness oozing out of her pussy, and found herself moaning in time to the **** ****. "Noooo," she moaned breathlessly, but again the shadow demon answered back, "YES!"

He reached his inky hands up to touch her breasts, and the patent leather again melted away, leaving her bare tits for the satyr to resume manhandling. The sensations of pleasure increased exponentially as he now had unfettered access to her nipples. "Oh, mmmm..." Danya moaned, now squeezing the dark cocks with her pussy muscles each time she was lifted off, a **** attempt to keep her holes filled.

The Medusa and the larger demon were unable to control their lusts any longer and were frantically making out, hands and snakes, talons and tails roaming all over each others' bodies. "Soon," the demon of darkness projected, "You will be MINE!" The satyr gripped both of Danya's nipples and squeezed, hard, rocketing her into orgasm. "Oh YES! YESSSS!" she screamed, her body writhing in the satyr's grip once again, but this time in **** pleasure.

Just as her pleasure began to subside, the shadow demon exerted his total dominance. "My corrupting seed, slut--TAKE IT!" His evil cocks rippled and vibrated, and the satyr pounded Danya even faster, turning her into nothing more than a human fuck doll. He shot his load into her cunt and ass, the icy liquid shooting deep into her nether regions. Danya had never felt more full, more a WOMAN, than at that moment. Lost in lust, it took her a moment to realize that the cold sensations were expanding beyond her cunt and ass. Slowly the coldness spread from her crotch and to the rest of her body. Strangely, she did not feel cold, but definitely sensed the iciness within her.

"You will soon be an excellent denizen of evil, little she-devil slut. I have begun your transformation," he sent to her mind as his dark phalluses popped free. "The next step on your journey will not be so... pleasant." She could have sworn she heard laughter but had no time to contemplate it, as the satyr dropped her unceremoniously on the floor. Her breasts were bare, as was her crotch, and gobs of inky black jism dribbled from between her legs. She looked up with a gasp, though, to see another demon standing over her with a wicked grin...