Rough sex... Oral, vaginal, tied down. [Halloween special, 2024]

Despite your struggles, it’s all for nothing… the sheets of the bed lash you into place with your legs spread, your wrists bonded, and your waist strapped down. Worst of all, your mouth is gagged. You wiggle and strain, but the efforts do nothing but tire you. The more you thrash, the tighter your restraints become.

The figure of “Scarlet” tsks at you. Her head shakes slightly as her clothes slowly fade away. The outlines of her curves are more pronounced than Scarlet’s. It is more seductive as you focus on the hourglass frame of the “would-be” perfect body. The tail is off-putting; you can’t admire it anymore since she is a silhouette.

“Now,” Fake-Scarlet murmurs. “I get to explore every inch of you…” She climbs into the bed and plays with your belt, her fingers expertly tracing the leather and metal of what’s in charge of keeping your pants secured around you.

Not-Scarlet rubs her hands all over your lower torso, feeling your swelling penis through the fabric of your trousers and underwear, and she coos words of lewdness under her breath. You don’t know how, but you feel her gaze switching between the growing bulge and your face every couple of passes as she subdues you with her fingertips and palm alone. Every motion above you grazes your increasing erection, making you wiggle and thrash against your bonds. You are becoming hopelessly turned on by the second, and your body is doing everything it can not to escape but to grab your copycat attacker.

She takes off your pants with a snap of her fingers… literally. One moment, you felt the denim. The next, it was only your briefs covering your legs. You wiggle more and try moving your legs more frantically, but the supernatural sheets lock you in and start to burn even. She clicks her tongue and shakes her head. The leather whip-like tail traces your inner thighs as she starts pinching your waist and digging her sharp nails into you. “You need to relax, Warren,” her words drip with sensuality, and her nails dig in, driving you crazy with an upcharge of lust.

Her eyes sharpen in the darkness. They glow a soft purple as you feel her tongue stick out between her lips and begin dragging along the outline of your hard cock. You gasp, your knees shaking as she works out a tight, throaty moan of pleasure out of her mouth. She leans in and draws a deep breath, finding your scent intoxicating. There isn’t a thing of this demonic sex entity driving you away. You want everything she can do to you, and your body is eager for it. You might’ve been begging by now to be released, but the gag in your mouth prevents any words of reason to dishonor you.

The she-devil, not Scarlet, whatever you want to call it, licks and tickles your shaft, her fingers still teasing, her words dripping. Everything she does, even breathing, draws you to a level of desire you didn’t know was possible. “All you have to do is ask me to take you out,” she teased, snapping your waistband repeatedly. “Just… ask… me…”

In response to this, you thrust your hips, only managing to brush your lump against her puckered lips as she giggles. She taps her fingertips along your waist and pouts. She reaches through your underwear and carefully guides only your shaft out through the cutout of your underwear, keeping the rest of you inside and sticking to your legs. She strokes you slowly and examines your painfully hard penis.

You can hear in your breathing that she’s pleased with the results of her find. “Warren,” she begins, her hand stroking your cock to the base and then all the way up to the tip in a warm and tight grip. “I have to admit. I think I’m actually enjoying this…” She leans in and smells your shaft, groaning at the prosperity of its scent. “You’ve been dirty with another girl… Doesn’t matter to me, though.”

“It” continues to jerk you off, her grip loosening and tightening as she goes. “My last victim wasn’t so…willing. Or so well endowed,” she giggled and licked your glands with a quick pass, making you jolt. “Mm~ very well endowed, indeed!”

The only time she stops is when she takes the rest of your manhood out from your underwear cutout. You shiver, feeling your balls graze her knuckles as she presses the rest of her body against yours, examining you further. Her fingers press and gently squeeze your balls individually. The gentle motions add further to the pressure building built inside them.

“Ani ozrim otacha, Warren,” her mouth is so close to your tip you feel her breath exiting her mouth. “Aval to azarti…”

Her words brush against your cock head like a phantom. Instead of locking on or even kissing you, though. She tentatively sticks her tongue out and rubs it against the glands. The smooth texture pressing against you is too much to describe. You think you’re about to cum as she tantalizes you with the micro strokes of her tongue.

Steadily, her hand squeezes your balls, using it as a handle as she works your glands over and over with painful motions that are numbed over with pleasure you’ve never experienced. She continues to speak her language, but you don’t understand a word of it. She dips low, dragging herself down your shaft to taste and lather the rest of you in less than 10 seconds.

Suddenly, her hand releases, and her tongue retreats, leaving you a gasping mess… So close. “Rak chutz la-shulchan,” she giggles, walking her fingers over your belly. “Ve-hu shuvan le-toch~...”

“Ani oseet oticha,” the sex-creature hums. “Poor boy… Don’t you know what it sounds like when you’re being flirted in a different language?”

The Not-Scarlet grabs you firmly again and starts jerking you off at a moderate pace. “Ani oseet otchia~,” she says again, meaning as much to you as it did the first time. “Vehu holekh ad sheloshim~!”

She spits on your cock directly, moving swiftly so her features can be temporarily seen from the reflection of the flashlight. You’re not surprised to see she still looks like Scarlet, but she’s twice as alluring and even more seductive in her touch and voice, even in this mysterious tongue she’s decided to tease you in.

Her fist slows down, but she spits again. Her saliva is much different from what you’d expect. It’s twice as slippery and stays warm around you. She lets go of you, but she straddles you instead of renewing her teasing efforts. She snaps her fingers again, and your chest is exposed to the cool air, which is warmed by her skin against yours… she’s alive; that much is clear.

The flashlight flickers and the room’s light turns on. It’s not bright, or even enough to see everything, but you can see the Not-Scarlet girl standing on her knees more than straddling now as you get the complete picture of who’s got you strapped down and teased to bursting. The girl is everything you thought she would be…she’s beyond beautiful, beyond hot… Your mind disremembers every girl in an instant.

You glance down at her vagina as she bites her lower lip and moans softly. Her thumb is against the soft flesh of her vulva, teasing herself as she rolls her hips in circular motions, all while staring directly at you. Her breathing becomes more labored and intense as she closes her eyes…

Her moans double in volume, her fingers joining the self-pleasure. “Oh, fuck…Oh, fuck yes~!!” Her bright purple eyes lock onto yours as she breaths hard against your cheeks, nearing her orgasm. She arches her back as she falls forward, her drenched pussy less than an inch away from your erection as she murmurs and gasps. Your hardness throbs as though it’s reaching for even the slightest touch…

“If… only…” she gasps, her eyes watering with intensity. She smiles at your frustration, however. It’s obvious she knows how much in control she is. “You can’t touch me… you can’t make me cum…”

She bites her upper this time and gasps as she plays with herself, almost touching you. “It’s so fucking hot. To see a man wanting me and not getting it… fuuuck… I could get off to that,” her low voice is full of mockery.

She leans her chest close to your face. Her nipples poke your cheeks, but your mouth is full. She watches in pure amusement as you work your restrains again, but ultimately… no success.

She even leans her face against yours, her cheek warming yours. “I’ll come whenever I want… and you might just have to watch it happen again and again and again…”

Her fingers dance along her clitoris, coaxing her own edge to sharp and dull out every time she gets close. Unlike you, however. She can let go whenever she wants.

“I’m not cruel,” she finally says. You grab your erection, and she lets you poke into her lips. The smooth sensation is unmatched… “I’ll let you fuck.”

Her fingers slow and retract, letting only your tip get hugged into her tightness. You moan loudly against your gag, your eyes roll, and your hips are only locked in place by the bastard sheet keeping you in check. She welcomes your cock, even if it’s only the head. She lowers herself slightly as she continues to allow further penetration of your cock into her vagina. Your mind reels; even though a full minute passes, you are only allowed barely an inch deeper.

You could whine, even scream at her for teasing you with such slow movements, but the sheet in your mouth still stifles even the smallest of noises from you. It’s **** for both of you, but she has more self-control. In fact, as you see her grinning down at you, you figure she’s just as happy teasing you.

A soft chuckle emits from the base of her throat. Her purple eyes flash with a sense of sadistic satisfaction as she continues to carefully maneuver her hips over your cock. Still barely inside her aside from your (almost) overstimulated tip. However, the way she gravitates her slit makes you think she’s milking you for everything you’re worth.

“That **** look on your face makes me wonder if you deserve anything I’m giving you,” she sighs, her grin going ear-to-ear. She lowers yourself slowly, allowing another inch inside. She pauses, however, and allows a hearty laugh to bubble from her lungs this time. She sees you on the edge, grunting in more frustration.

The sex demon lowers herself so close to you you can see the dilated pupils. “Or maybe you are good enough? Maybe I love getting edged so much I want my partner to be edged with me??”

She lifts, rotating her hips forward and backward, milking you at an awkward angle as she moans with you. Your swollen cock slips out, and she giggles, her face all red as she looks at you throb. It’s not long before she takes you back into her snatch. This time, she stuffs more of you in, no pauses, no words… just panting and grinding!

“Your cock is much in terms of my history,” she gasps, her eyes closing as she feels her walls contract around you, milking every inch that she lowers herself into. “I’ve had better…bigger…~!!”

“Luckily, for you~!! Haah~ you still feel pretty fucking good~!! Fuck!!” Not-Scarlet lifts and falls on you, her hips working hard to stuff every hard inch inside. Her pace is now rapidly increasing as she digs her nails into your side, hard enough that you think she’s breaking the skin of your torso. “Good…fucking…God!! What a cock!!”

After her outburst, she closes her mouth and slams all the way down, achieving balls-deep penetration in the blink of an eye. Her sloppiness rubs all over you as your bodies meet most intimately way, yet… the wet and slick noises of your combined motions fill the room and rattle your skull. She grinds back and forth in a frenzy, pushing you to the point of no return.

She bucks in and then out. Her voice cracked into an immature shriek. The pleasure numbs her mind as much as it numbs yours. There’s no more holding back; your limbs wiggle, straining against the sheets. You want to grab her waist and fuck your seed into her; instead, you’re **** to watch and lay there like a slug as the girl has all the fun…

Her eyes shoot open. Her movements are brutal and relentless- you are overstimulated, and your cock even feels overworked. You almost think you’ve been cumming this entire time now that you see Fake Scarlet forcing you into your first orgasm. The **** you had to go through to get here…

“Warren,” she says in a low and husky voice, her eyes fixated on you in a predator-like glare. “Let… Go… Now…!”

Your cock bounces as it starts to tense. You were waiting for her approval the whole time, and you weren’t even aware of it. Your fingers shoot out and then tighten, your climax bursting as she sees her tits and naked body in full display. This is it…!

“Yes…” Not-Scarlet grins. “Let yourself go inside me… I don’t fucking care. Fill me up, baby! Fucking do it!”

The sound of your flesh meeting is intense behind her words of approval. The growl of her pleasure. The smacking of all the creamy pussy-juice and precum that’s pooled together in your session of rare sex.

Her voice shatters into a scream as you start cumming inside of her. “Keep going! Keep going! Baby, yes! Baby! Keep going!!!” Not-Scarlet slams herself up and down on you as you have a toe-curling orgasm that lasts for half a minute. You unload what seems like bowls of cum into her. You glance down and see your ecstasy slowly drip and drain from her puffy pinkness.

Still in shock at what’s happening, “Scarlets” drops down on you one final time and releases her orgasm. Her demonic honey coats over you. She grips your sides as she proudly announces she’s “cumming like a mother fucker!” and shakes in pleasure, trembling in perverted delight. Every twitch, every motion, it just milks you back into her…

A full minute goes by…and then another… She lays on top of you, panting in aftershocks. “You were good,” she finally manages. “Mmm… I mean, I’ve had better, of course…” she seems distracted by the sensation of your warm cum leaking down her thighs as she stands on her knees. She reaches between herself, scoops up a finger, and tastes the mixed-sex cocktail.

She snaps her fingers and sighs. “I’ll find you again… Until then, Warren, you really ought to wake up.”