Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 12 by amon_Baal amon_Baal

Does she?

She can’t very well fight.

Slowly Beth lay down, the look the demon was giving her made her uncomfortable. His drooling grin a suggestion of things to come. “Just lie back and enjoy.” It whispered as it lay down nuzzling her legs apart.

Its breath was hot on her crotch and she felt she would be sick as it inched forward. “I will please you like none other before mounting you.” Beth squeezed her eyes shut, as the demon ran his tongue up her thigh.

His touch sent shivers up her body, his broad tongue was hot and rough on her skin. She had an involuntary moan before looking down at it’s glowing eyes. “Beg me.” It said. Beth kept quiet refusing to speak, after a few moments he opened his jaws coming closer his teeth rubbed against her mound, “Beg.”

Gently he closed his jaws until his teeth were pressing into her flesh but not yet breaking skin, the threat was implicit. “Please.” She said, though she didn’t really feel it.

The demon’s tongue reached out as his jaw loosened its grip. Slowly its thick long tongue reached from the bottom of her crack up to her clit. She couldn’t help but shudder and moan as it’s tongue pleased her.

A moment later it’s tongue delved deeper, reaching between her folds, “Oh God.” She moaned as his tongue pushed deeper, she was still watching every motion as this demon dog tongued her cunt. As it continued to lap at her she reached down and grabbed his ears, her shuddering pleasure was driving her thoughts more than her brain. “Fuck.” She screamed, goose flesh was standing out on her legs and arms as she pulled him closer.

He gladly leant into her crotch, pushing his tongue deeper he felt her channel spasming around his roughly textured muscle. She couldn’t help but cum over his thick tongue flooding his mouth with her cum as she spurted.

“You were eager.” He said as she shuddered in pleasure.

As she recovered from her shuddering orgasm she looked down to see the dog beast breathing a purple mist into her. It seemed to creep between her wet lips and as it did a glow grew in her abdomen. “What the fuck is that?” She demanded in a breathless voice.

He stood, licking her juices from his jowls as he stepped over her. “A little magic, to make sure you bare fruit.” He said as he knelt down over her, his thick cock had veins of purple running down it as ran it’s tip along her wet lips.

“Please no.” She begged.

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)