By: SuperBeak
PART 1
It appeared, with a crack of thunder, a flash of lightning, and a thick fog there it was or rather… she… was. Standing in front of the window, the moonlight illuminated her smooth, soft, red skin. Her two horns, not very large but still quite prominent amongst her facial features, and wings that cast an eerie shadow onto the nearby wall. She was wearing extremely ornate, black lingerie, practically see through in some areas. Her long, luscious hair, a deeper red than her skin, glistening with the night’s sky. Standing at nearly seven feet tall, with only a minor fraction of that being attributed to her black, studded, military-esque, high knee boots, with a curvy, voluptuous body to match, her presence practically dominated the room.
The girl in front of her, Mistress Kelsey, looked up in awe. Mistress Kelsey herself was tall for a human, wearing a different black black lingerie with a similar style of black leather boots. She herself was very attractive, her figure was admired by most, especially her own slaves.
But at this moment…
Kelsey’s own presence was overwhelmed by the demonic aura surrounding the mysterious figure in front of her.
“Ahahaha~” The demon woman’s voice was loud and thunderous, “Good evening, little human~.”
Kelsey took a step back, shockwaves of fear pulsing down her spine.
“Aww~ No need to be scared…” The Demon said, reaching out a hand and cupping Kelsey’s face, rubbing her thumb on her cheek. “I’m not here to cause you any harm…”
“What…what are…are you here for…?” She replied, taking a step back.
“Ehehe~ Allow me to introduce myself, I am Yrelorin…” She said, her wings fluttering as she raised herself off the ground a little. “As you can infer, I am a demon…”
“W-wh-why…? What wo-would a d-demon want from me?” Kelsey said, her body practically frozen in time.
“Why? Well to offer you something~ A deal…if you will…”
“A…a deal…?”
“Yes~! A deal~” She said, landing back down in front of Kelsey.
“What… what kind of deal?” Kelsey asked, looking right up into Yrelorin’s ruby colored eyes.
“Well, you see… Mistress Kelsey…That’s what those lesser humans call you, right?” Yrelorin moved away, sitting down in a nearby armchair. “I’m a big fan of your work, I’ve seen almost every video you’ve starred in…”
“Thank…you…?” Kelsey said, moving to another chair nearby.
“You’re welcome… but anyways… I came here today because…” She leaned forward, her ruby colored eyes admiring Kelsey up and down, glowing with an almost insatiable hunger. “I know you desire more…”
“More…?”
“Oh yes~ I can already tell there’s a hunger in you… just waiting to be satisfied.” She said, looking directly into Kelsey’s eyes. “So tell me… what is it you truly desire…?”
“I…I…I want to be one of the most popular mistresses around… with countless money and slaves at my fingertips…”
“Mmm~ Tell me more…” Yrelorin said, gripping the armrests, her nails almost digging into the plush leather.
“I want to do everything I can think of to humiliate my slaves… I want them to want it, to love it, I want them to be obsessed with me and the humiliation I provide them…” Kelsey said, looking right back at Yrelorin.
“Good…good~” Yrelorin replied, sitting back in her chair. “If that is what you desire, I will grant it to you… for a price…”
“A price…?” Kelsey said, becoming slightly concerned.
“Of course~!” Yrelorin exclaimed, raising a hand and then resting her head on it. “No deal like this comes free…”
“What’s the price?” She asked, a small chill going down her spine as she felt Yrelorin’s gaze.
“You…”
Kelsey was taken aback by what she heard. Sitting back in her chair, she pondered what this could mean. “Does this demon want my soul…?” She thought to herself.
“I know what you’re probably thinking… demon trying to take my soul bla bla bla…” Yrelorin shook her head in disapproval. “No, I don’t want your soul…”
“Then what do you mean…?”
“For one month… I want… you.” Yrelorin said, raising a hand towards Kelsey, slowly closing it and pulling it back as if she were tugging at a rope. As she brought her hand up to her face, she blew a kiss in Kelsey’s direction. “For one month, you’re my slave… subject to whatever I want…Do this and you’ll have a lifetime of everything you could have ever wanted…”
Kelsey pondered the thought for a moment, she had inklings for being the sub every now and then but had always topped, too interested in the feelings of dominating someone else to be topped herself. But anything and everything she could desire… what was a month of humiliation if she could experience a lifetime of pleasure afterwards…
“So what’ll it be…Mistress Kelsey~?” Yrelorin said, giving Kelsey a wink. “Do we have a deal~?”
The demon’s words echoed in Kelsey’s head as if they had become physical, floating around her slowly and sensually. As if they were testing her resolve, as if they were teasing her, the words and thoughts themselves practically toying with her. They pulled and tugged at her own heart strings, making her want to have them all the more.
“I–I’ll do it…” Kelsey said, clenching her fist. “I’ll do it…”
Without so much as a word, Yrelorin smiled, her demonic tail practically wagging as she herself became excited. Motioning, a dog collar appeared, a small bone shaped tag with Kelsey’s name on it dangling off of the front, a long leather leash in her hand. The collar itself fell to the ground, clattering as it bounced on the floor.
“Crawl to me… and put on this collar…” Yrelorin commanded, a devilish grin forming on her face.
Kelsey obeyed, dropping down to all fours, she slowly crawled her way to Yrelorin. Swaying her hips, arching her back, she moved like a walking cheetah.
As she neared Yrelorin, she looked down, studying the collar. It was black, leather in material, with silver studs and a silver buckle. As she grabbed it, she could feel the demonic aura surrounding it. Whispers and sexual moans of presumably past wearers of the collar emanating from it.
“Put it on…”
Reluctantly, Kelsey unbuckled the collar before positioning it around her neck. Instantly, she felt it buckle on its own.
“Muahahhaha~ Ahaahahaha~!”
Yrelorin’s maniacal laughter rang out and echoed around the room. She kneeled down, grabbing Kelsey’s chin she brought them face to face. “Good girl…” She said, planting a kiss on Kelsey’s forehead.
Kelsey looked around in shock as a portal began to form around them, the winds blowing her hair around like crazy, sending chills throughout her entire body.
“I hope you’re ready, my pet… this is going to be a long month for you…”
Without much warning, the portal engulfed them, with Kelsey blacking out from the sensory overload.
A short while later…
Kelsey awoke, finding out quickly that she was unable to move.
“Huh?! Where-?!”
Her eyes darted around the room, she was in what appeared to be a dimly lit, brick dungeon. She was fixed in a kneeling position on a small set of pillows, with cuffs on each of her wrists connected by chains to the ceiling on corners of the room, her arms spread out wide in a Y-like shape.
“My, my~ Finally awake…” Yrelorin said, walking around her.
“What…what are you going to do to me…?” She asked, shaking in fear.
“Well… Mistress Kelsey~ I believe that’s the wrong question…” The demon said, laughing evilly. “The right question would be what aren't I going to do to you…”
Yrelorin was standing behind her, Kelsey turned her head back as much as she could to look up at her.
“Welcome to my personal dimension, Kelsey~” She said, looking around the room. “Here you do not need sleep, nor do you need to eat, nor can you be physically harmed… no worries, you will be safe…”
Yrelorin kneeled down, embracing Kelsey’s now naked body from behind. Reaching a hand around, one hand began playing with her clitoris, the other, fondling one of her plump breasts.
“Ah~” She moaned, as Yrelorin nibbled on her ear while playing with her body.
“Mmm… moan for me…”
“Oh~!” She moaned louder as Yrelorin toyed with her body, running her soft, warm hands up and down it, fondling her in all the right places.
“Mmm~” The demon herself moaned.
Feeling Yrelorin let go, Kelsey didn’t have a second to react as she felt two fingers going into her mouth, tugging at her cheek. Simultaneously, she felt two distinct objects being shoved into her womanhood and delicate pucker.
Two vibrating dildos.
“AHhn~!” Kelsey moaned as the objects penetrated her and began to vibrate, rubbing against her g-spots.
Soon enough, the hand in her mouth removed itself, grabbing her head and tugging it back.
“AH~ Ah~” She moaned again. No one had ever been this rough with her, especially without any warning or prep beforehand.
With a blink, a female-bodied mannequin appeared in front of her, its butt fairly close to her face.
It was gray in color, no face or hair, just in a somewhat butt-out pose. Eyeing it more, Kelsey could see a rune right where its butthole would be.
“Wha..?” She thought to herself.
She wouldn’t be granted the time to ask any questions however, as a mask appeared around the lower half of her face, covering her nose and mouth with an airtight seal. Looking at the mask itself, she could see a tube leading from it up to the rune on the mannequin's butthole, forming an airtight seal around that as well.
“Huh?!” Kelsey exclaimed, wriggling around.
Yrelorin walked out from in front of the mannequin, putting a hand on its butt as she kneeled down in front of Kelsey.
“I’ve seen in some of your videos that you’ve gassed other slaves…” She said, twirling a finger on the end of Kelsey’s mask. She made some kind of hand motion, a number of portals appearing around her and the mannequin. Each portal revealed the whereabouts of a number of her slaves, composed entirely of women, going about their daily lives.
“Let’s see how you handle theirs~”
Kelsey's eyes darted around, looking at each and every portal. Noticing rather quickly that each of her slaves had a rune appear right on each of their buttholes, the same rune that was on the mannequin’s ass, where her mask’s tube led. She could feel herself start to sweat, as she knew that some of her slaves maintained extremely exotic diets to maintain their figures, which led to quite a few upset stomachs and digestive systems. She looked up at Yrelorin, the demon’s eyes glowed as she wore an ever so evil grin… she massaged the mannequin's butt as to tease her, taunting Kelsey of what she was about to experience.
“Wait!”
Unfortunately, Kelsey’s last cry would fall on deaf ears. As she yelped, the rune began to glow, as did the runes in each of the portals. Instantly, she could smell the combined butt stink of several different slaves. The different flavors of musk and sweat were all distinct from each other, some bitter, some sour, some spicy, each flavor a horror of its own.
“Now, now… Don’t worry…” The demon said, patting Kelsey’s head. “You won’t be forced to eat anything…yet… just enjoy their smell… I’ll be watching~” She winked, walking over to a nearby lounge chair, preparing to enjoy herself.
Kelsey, rather regrettably, tried to defy her new master’s orders. For a few solid minutes, she managed to hold her breath. This would only backfire, as within a few minutes she gasped for air, with nothing to inhale but pure musk.
“HRK! -cough- -cough- GRK!”
She coughed, shuddering as she inhaled more and more buttstink, only to cough it back up and breathe it back in.
“PFFT!”
The first fart soon made its way through the tube, Kelsey watched in horror as the thick cloud moved closer and closer, she could see the tube start to condensate as the thick gas rushed its way into her mask.
“MPH! GRK!” She gagged as the horrendous stench engulfed the mask, with nowhere else to go but her lungs.
“PFFRT!”
“BLORT!”
“PSSSSHHHRRRT!”
“PLFRRRRRBBBBT!”
“PFT!”
“BLRRRSSHHHHRRRRT!”
Her slaves were originally cautious about letting out their gas during their daily routines, not wanting to embarrass themselves in public by letting out their horrid stench. But this time, things were different, try as they might they couldn’t smell their own gas.
“PFFFRRRRT!”
“BRAAAAAAP!”
“Might as well let it all out if they don’t smell.” Each one of them thought, not realizing where it was being magically funneled to.
“PLRRRRRRRRRRT!”
“Ha~!”
Kelsey heard a faint laugh, looking up, Yrelorin was standing right above her.
“Enjoying yourself, Mistress Kelsey~?” She taunted, her tail brushing up against Kelsey’s face. “My, my… that’s a scary face you’re making… are you not enjoying the gift I’ve given you~?”
“Gift?!” Kelsey thought to herself, “What kind of fucking gift is making me huff farts?!”
“Oh~ No, no, no~ We can’t have you being ungrateful now, can we?”
Kelsey’s eyes shot open, looking up in fear at her captor.
“My advice… best not to think aloud, I can hear it…” The demon said, before snapping her fingers.
As she did so, the fart mask disappeared but a large tube appeared around her at the same time.The tube was large, presumably glass, reaching higher than she could physically see.
The mannequin remained in its place, as did the portals viewing her slaves, but this time a seemingly cloth butthole had manifested onto the mannequin. It had remained for the most part, outside of the tube with only its butt phasing through the glass.
“What… what are you going to do now?” Kelsey asked.
“Well…Mistress Kelsey~, I’m going to make sure you appreciate the gift I gave you…” Yrelorin said, rubbing a finger up against the glass.
“Pshhhh….”
“W-what…what is that…?” Kelsey asked, hearing what sounded like gushing fluid.
“What’s what~?” Yrelorin asked back, grinning cheekily.
Kelsey’s question would soon be answered. Without warning, gallons upon gallons of a thick, sticky, green slime cascaded into the tube ricocheting off the sides and all around her. Worming its way into her hair and running down her body. That wet feeling, the sliminess of it when she wriggled her toes, the way it fell onto her body warm and runny but quickly became cool and gloopy, topped only by the endless cascade pouring down onto her. Kelsey felt as if she’d entered her own personal hell, though it wasn’t over.
“Hmph!?” She squeaked, as through the few moments she could open her eyes and see, the slime was pooling where she kneeled. Soaking the pillows her knees were resting on and soon covering her knees entirely.
“Oh no~” Yrelorin said sarcastically, “It looks like you’re trapped in there and the slime’s rising~!”
“She wants me to…”
She wouldn’t be able to finish that thought as Yrelorin rather rudely interrupted her.
“Yes, Kelsey…” She said, tapping the glass and pointing to the mannequin's butt. “Using your mouth, you’ll graciously suck on that fart-hole… if you want to keep breathing of course…”
The demon started to finger herself right then and there, the pleasure of watching Kelsey struggle proving too much to control herself.
“You’ll…Ah~...learn to…Mmm~... suck down that… Ahn~...horrible, horrible gas… and you’ll…MMmmf~...thank me for it…” Yrelorin struggled to say as she was constantly moaning, engulfing herself in pleasure as she subjected Kelsey to one of the most depraved situations she could think of.
Kelsey was frantically tugging at her restraints, trying to break free as the slime rose further and further around her, now having reached the bottom of her breasts. She looked around as best she could, trying to find any kind of opening or escape.
No hope.
Swallowing her pride and relaxing a little, she leaned forward, opening her mouth as she did so. Pushing her own face into the cheeks of the mannequin, it was clear that the mannequin was soaked in sweat as she pushed in with a loud squelch. The mannequin smelled horrible, presumably made out of old, used, panties or something similar. The taste was even worse as Kelsey had to force her lips around the butthole of it, doing her best to form as airtight of a seal as she could. As much as she didn’t want to, curiosity got the best of her, her tongue dug into the fabric pucker only to recoil back into her mouth almost instantly.
“GRK!” She retched. The taste was awful, as if the mannequin’s ass had done nothing but soak in the purest of ass-sweat and musk for who knows how long.
The slime was now up to her chin, bubbling as it splashed all around her. She knew now that she really had no other choice.
Reluctantly, she began to suck on the mannequin’s fart-hole.
“PFFFRRRT!”
A loud fart combined with plenty of old ass sweat, echoed loudly as she sucked it into her mouth.
“Ahahaha~”
Kelsey could hear loud, hysterical but sadistic laughter coming from outside of the tube. She didn’t open her eyes due to the slime but who else could it have been but Yrelorin.
“Look at you now…Mistress Kesley…” She said, mocking the poor girl in her current predicament. “Mistress Kelsey… The Mistress Kelsey…”
Yrelorin continued to finger herself as she verbally degraded the poor, slimed girl.
“Who could’ve imagined it… a Mistress well known for dominating others…MMmmrrf~... sucking down her slaves’ farts to survive… Ahn~”
As much as she wanted to retort, Kelsey physically couldn’t, the slime was now passed her nose and almost to the top of her head. Without much of a choice, she continued to suck on the mannequin’s soiled, sweaty pucker.
“PFFFLRRRT!”
“BRAAAAAAAP!”
“PSSHHHHLRRRRT!”
More and more farts continued to be sucked down into Kelsey’s gullet, filling every crevice of both her lungs and stomach.
“PFFFRT!”
“BLORT!”
Some were dry and spicy, others were wet and bitter, like a kid in a rotten candy store, Kelsey’s taste buds were subjected to a plethora of flavors of women’s digestive gas.
For hours upon hours, possibly even days she was forced to sustain herself on the stomach-churning butt blasts before finally being released.
“-cough- HURGK! -cough-”
She fell to the ground, constantly coughing up fart after fart, being forced to experience the smell and tastes yet again as they came back up and were expelled from her body.
Suddenly, the collar appeared around her neck again. Yrelorin tugged at the leash, forcing her to look up.
“What do you say…?”
“Th– -cough-...Thank…you…”
“Thank you, what?” Yrelorin commanded, pulling the leash again.
“Thank…you…-cough-...Mistress…” Kelsey gasped, still trying to catch her breath.
“Louder.”
“Th-cough- Thank you, Mistress!” She yelled, with whatever energy she had left.
Yrelorin kneeled, running a hand through Kelsey’s hair. “Good girl…Now say it again.”
“Th-Thank you, Mistress…”
“Ehehe~ Good girl…” She said, gently scratching the bottom of Kelsey’s chin.
“How…how long has it been…?” Kelsey asked, still trying to catch her breath.
“About… a few hours… why do you ask?”
Whether she enjoyed it or not, she was in for one long month…
PART 2
Kelsey awoke, covered yet again in a thick, green, oozing slime. Shaking her head to try and get some of the slime away from her face, she was still unable to move her arms, her wrists still bound in the same cuffs. Not much had changed in the past few…days? Weeks? Kelsey couldn’t tell anymore.
“Ergh…” She groaned, looking around the room.
Almost everyday went by exactly the same. She’d wake up, still bound, kneeling in the same exact spot. A mannequin would appear followed by the same portals, viewing all of her slaves as they lived their lives, and she’d be subjected once again to their gas while her new Mistress went and masturbated in front of her. The only thing that had changed was the raging torrent of slime had slowed to an extremely slow trickle. Slowly, huge droplets would ooze their way out of the pipe not too far above her, dropping down onto the top of her head, splattering her body in a new coat of slime every few seconds.
The only thing that had been inconsistent, rather ironically, was the consistency and temperature of the slime she was getting splattered with. Sometimes it was warm and runny, other times it was cold and gloopy, sometimes warm and gooey, sometimes cold but runny.
Kelsey shivered as a huge droplet of cold, gooey slime dropped onto her back, seeping its way down and in between her buttcheeks. The slow, fluid sensation sent chills up and down her spine as the gross, slimy feeling surrounded her butthole, making it feel moist and damp.
“When is this going to end…?” She thought to herself, trying to shake more slime off of her head.
It was then that her demon captor and mistress, Yrelorin entered the room. She walked over to the tube Kelsey was held in, tapping on the glass.
“Good morning, my pet~!” She said, with an all too cheery smile on her face.
“G-good morning… my Mistress…” Kelsey muttered, spitting slime out of her mouth as it seeped between her lips.
“Good girl…” She said, taking a step back. “I hope you’re ready~ I have something special in store for us today… Something I think you’ll like…”
“A change, mistress?”
“Of course! I want to have more fun than just keeping you in a slime tube while I mastur–”
Yrelorin was interrupted by the beginning of a popular song coupled with the sound of vibrations.
“Huh?” She said, slightly startled.
Reaching into a pocket dimension of some sort, Yrelorin pulled out a phone.
“Demon’s use phones…?” Kelsey chuckled slightly, looking at the familiar little box in the demon’s hand.
“Well… I’m a little busy, what is it?” Yrelorin said, her expression becoming slightly annoyed.
Taking her phone away from her face for a second, Yrelorin clenched her fists. Tilting her head back and closing her eyes, she sighed heavily. Angrily, she brought the phone back up to her face.
“What the fuck do you mean I’ve been put on gloryhole duty today?” She exclaimed, rubbing her face with her free hand.
After a few more minutes of arguing over the phone, she looked over at Kelsey, an all too evil grin slowly appearing on her face as a rather nasty idea manifested within her mind. Kelsey shivered, Yrelorin’s gaze making her even more uncomfortable than she already was.
“Actually…nevermind, I’ll do it…also…tell one of the other succubitches that they’re off the hook, I’ll be bringing a friend…” She said, hanging up the phone. “So…”
Yrelorin looked down at her new slave, licking her lips, she could feel herself getting even wetter. She still couldn’t believe it, Mistress Kelsey, of anyone she could think of, thee Mistress Kelsey.
“Mmm~” She moaned slightly, giving her womanhood a light rub. “Well, Mistress Kelsey…” She said, rubbing her hand on the glass. “Tell me… Do you like cum?”
Kelsey shook her head.
“N-no…Mistress. Cum is…it’s disgusting…I can’t stand it…”
“Oh…a shame…you’d better learn to love it…” Yrelorin said, licking her lips. “This is going to be fun~”
Was the last thing she heard before the tube and the slime around her all disappeared, looking up, tears began to form as Yrelorin put her hand right up to Kelsey’s face, with a flash of purple light, she faded out of consciousness once more.
“Ergh… I hate when she does that magic bullshit…” She thought to herself. Groggily, she shook her head, trying to wake herself up fully.
Opening her eyes fully, Kelsey tried to move her head, only to find that she was wearing a collar which had been chained so that her face was only a few inches away from a wall. Looking around as best she could, she gasped.
“Oh…Oh god no…please no…” She thought, realizing what she was face to face with.
A Gloryhole.
Rather quickly, she found herself unable to speak.
“Whaaah?! Thwaaa fuuuh~!”
Licking around in her own mouth, she could taste metal.
A ring gag.
“Wakey wakey~” A familiar voice called.
Kelsey shuddered as she felt two hands running down her sides, before curling around her stomach and down to her womanhood, caressing her inner thighs.
“PWeaah, WHaah Ahh I…” Kelsey tried to say something, unable to make any coherent words.
“I hope you had a good little rest~” She said, Kelsey could feel Yrelorin’s juices dripping down her back as she straddled her. “But it’s time to play now…”
Kelsey stayed quiet, not wanting to anger her mistress.
Yrelorin leaned in, letting her weight rest on Kelsey’s back. She licked Kelsey’s ear, whispering into it.
“Can you hear them~?” She asked. Using two fingers, she began to lovingly finger her rather unwilling slave. Playing with her clit, expertly massaging the insides of her womanhood in all the perfect ways.
Yrelorin went quiet, Kelsey listened, trying to figure out what Yrelorin meant.
Murmuring…different voices…
Not few…but many…
A crowd.
“That’s right, Mistress Kelsey~” She teased. “There are so many here…so many… filthy… disgusting…smelly men…”
“N–noao! (No!)” She tried to plead, her cries falling on deaf ears.
“No~?” Yrelorin said, continuing to nip at Kelsey’s ear. “But you’re so wet down here, you want to be defiled by these men, don’t you~?”
“Noh! Nohwh!”
Rather unfortunately, the foreplay would be cut short.
“Welcome all~!” A voice called out from a distance. “Look at all you naughty boys~ All lined up and ready to go…we’ve got an absolutely wonderful selection of young ladies for you today~”
“In our first booth, our very own Mistress Yrelorin! She’s on anal duty if y'all were wondering~”
Yrelorin jumped up off of Kelsey, wiping her hands in Kelsey’s hair. “Oh! That’s my cue~! See you later, Kelsey~!”
She ran off, leaving Kelsey alone in her stall.
“In our third stall, we have one of our innocent little interns, Miranda~! Today’s her first day in a booth so you boys better be nice to her~!”
“And right in the middle…we have a very, very special surprise for you all~! It’s the queen of slime, your dominatrix fantasies come to life, it’s Mistress…Kelsey~!!!”
Kelsey could hear the crowd going insane, having heard that it was her in the middle stall.
“No fucking way… They got Mistress Kelsey?!”
“Oh god… Oh god no…” Kelsey though, trying to mentally prepare herself for the incoming onslaught.
“Mistress Kelsey? Seriously?”
“Are you fucking serious?!”
“Holy shit!”
“There’s no way… they’re just using her picture.”
“Picture or not, I’m not letting this slip.”
“Alriiight~! The Club Euphoria gloryholes are open for business~!” The voice said, before being drowned out completely by the sound of men moving.
Kelsey waited a few seconds, sweat dripping down her forehead as she waited in fear. Slowly, the stall door opened. Hearing the slow moving footsteps get closer and closer, Kelsey’s entire body tensed up in fear, there was nothing she could do but wait for the inevitable.
“Please…no.” Kelsey thought to herself, already gagging as she could smell the musk emanating from the man’s massive erect member as he stopped, bringing it only inches away from her forced open mouth.
“Mistress Kelsey…Oh boy…I really do hope it’s you…” The man spoke, his voice rough and coarse. “I’m a big fan of your work…but to have you here… actually here…Oh I’m going to have fun using you…”
Kelsey quivered, the man sounded intense, ready to subject her to his large, throbbing cock.
“Pwea (Please)…pweah (please)…dowwwnn! (Don’t)!” She tried to plead, shaking her head. The chain on her collar jingled a little as she did so.
“Hmm..? Oh you’re chained to the wall?” He said, looking down at the gloryhole. “This just gets better and better…”
“Can you smell it…?” He said, waving the tip of his dick around the hole in the wall.
“GLRG!” Kelsey gagged as soon as she caught a good whiff of it. The man’s musk, a combination of built up work sweat and she’d rather not know what else, instantly triggering her gag reflex.
“Heh…figured you’d react like that…I haven’t showered in a while…” He said, chuckling. “Good thing I’ve got you to clean it for me…”
Without much of a warning, the man thrusted his erection into Kelsey’s mouth. Its length reaching all the way to the back of her throat.
“HRGK! GRG!” Kelsey could only gag as she could taste the unwashed, grimy filth, coating the entire penis.
“Heheh…” The man chuckled, letting his stinking erection soak in Kelsey’s saliva. “Taste good…?
“GRK! HRGLK!”
“No…? Good…”
The man gripped two handle bars on the wall, wiggling his hips, he began thrusting. At first slow, but soon speeding up.
“GLURK! HRG! GLUG!” Kelsey squirmed, her body twitching and writhing in her bindings as she was forced to endure the taste of the disgusting man’s full length over and over.
Like a bull, he pounded her poor face and throat, leaving no crevice or space unviolated, his full length going in and out of her mouth. With each thrust, his slimy balls slapping against the bottom of the hole in the wall sent sweat splattering all over her face and neck, coating her face in his musk.
“-panting- Atta’ girl…take it! Rnnmf~!” He groaned, viciously humping the hole in the wall like there was no tomorrow. Kelsey was subjected to nearly ten minutes of violent face pounding, gasping for breath with each pump, she wriggled in discomfort.
“PLRG! -coughing-” Kelsey coughed as he pulled out of her mouth, the tip of his dick resting on the edge of her tongue.
“Mmf~! Damn… you’ve got a good mouth…it’s a shame you don’t suck dick more often…” He said, cracking his neck. “I hope you didn’t think I was done…”
Slowly, the man started masturbating, massaging his own cock as it sat at the edge of Kelsey’s mouth.
“I know you hate the taste of cum, Mistress Kelsey…which is why you’re going to be tasting all of mine…”
Shuddering, the man came. The tip of his dick shooting out massive dollops of thick, rancid tasting cum. Each pump went directly into Kelsey’s mouth, coating her tongue, the back of her throat, and slithering down her throat into her stomach.
“GRK!” HLRG!” She gagged. The taste of cum, combined with sweat and grime, was truly awful.
The man stepped back, looking at the wall, he noticed a peculiar button. “Huh…Tip the attendant?”
Pushing the button, a screen turned on right next to him.
“Ah~!” Kelsey yelped as she once again felt the cold embrace of a thick, oozing slime, splatter all over her body. “Oh God…not again…” She thought to herself.
The man only laughed, watching the screen as the green slime cascaded down, coating Kelsey’s back and running down her legs. “Ha~! Looks like you’re the one getting slime this time…I’ll let the next guy know exactly what this button does…see ya’ Mistress…”
The next guy walked in.
“Good evening, Mistress Kelsey…”
For the next 6 hours, Kelsey’s entire life had become nothing but dirty cocks, cum, and slime. With every minute of that time period being spent choking down some of the dirtiest cocks imaginable, only to be rewarded with their absolutely rancid spunk as it was shot into her mouth and down her throat.
“Another…and another… and another…”
The only thought that could make it through her mind as the relentless pounding rendered any further thinking entirely pointless. Her eyes rolled back, her back recoiled, there was nothing she could do but try to gasp for air.
The only taste, the only smell, the only thing she could feel, was cum. It coated her entire mouth, lined her throat, filled her stomach, splattered up into her nose.
Even the slime cascading down over her with every push of the button felt like cum, its gooey texture, the way it slowly ran down her body, the warmth quickly cooling as it did so, leaving her entire body coated in a cold, sticky mess.
At last, the last man had finally cum. Shooting his spunk much like the first, at the very tip of Kelsey’s mouth. But this last guy was different, his dick being truly massive, just the tip blocked off her entire mouth forming a practically airtight seal. Each pump of cum quickly filled up her mouth, forcing her cheeks to balloon from the sheer amount of it shooting at once. With no other choice, Kelsey swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the disgusting, salty, sticky substance, the walls of her esophagus completely lined at this point.
“BLARGH! -gasp-”
As he finally pulled his dick out of her ring-gagged mouth, the last mouthful proved too much for her to swallow. Spilling out of her mouth, running down the wall, her tongue, down her chin and neck, she spit as much of it as she could out, gasping for air. Hungrily devouring the moist, sweat and cum scented air as she had no other options.
As she faded in and out of consciousness, completely exhausted from today’s events, she could feel herself getting removed from her bindings and pulled from the booth. Exhausted and still trying to catch her breath, she was laying down on a small mattress, still trying to process everything.
“Wow, they really did a number on you, didn’t they~?”
Looking up from her daze, Mistress Yrelorin walked up to her, limping slightly.
“Have a good meal~?”
“Blech…”
“I’ll take that as a no…” Yrelorin said, smiling. “Well, your job isn’t over yet~!”
Without much of a warning, Yrelorin sat down on Kelsey’s open mouth, carefully positioning her butthole right into it.
Kelsey groaned as Yrelorin’s weight forced her mouth open, the stench from her freshly dicked down, sweaty, unwashed butthole, permeated through the air. It was thick, almost malleable, Kelsey could smell and taste Yrelorin’s past few months from the stink alone.
“All that cum makes my insides sticky…you won’t mind helping me clean up, right?”
PART 3
“All that cum makes my insides sticky…you won’t mind helping me clean up, right?” Yrelorin said, her cum-filled asshole almost entirely in the still dazed Kelsey’s mouth.
Despite the horrid smell and taste, Kelsey couldn’t respond, her mind still complete mush from the events conspiring only moments prior.
“Ooh~ I’ll take your silence as a yes then~?” The demon teased, wiggling her butt in Kelsey’s face. “Don’t mind if I do~!”
Yrelorin relaxed her body, letting most of her weight be taken by her slave’s head. The bubbling cum started to pour out slowly, oozing and pooling into the back of Kelsey’s throat. With Kelsey softly gagging as the taste had soured, the sticky, man goo having spent a little too much time in Yrelorin’s gut, becoming slightly disgusting as it had mixed with the flavors of Yrelorin’s ass.
“Grk…Hrg…”
Kelsey continued to cough and gag softly as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful. The constant flow of cum, kept warm by Yrelorin’s own body heat, seemed to never end. Soon, Kelsey was completely full, her stomach, throat, nose, all full of cum. Unable to swallow, it started to pool in her mouth, leaking out of the sides, drizzling down her cheeks and turning into a bubbling, sticky puddle on the floor. It got everywhere, clinging to her skin, sticking in Kelsey’s hair, running underneath her back, only adding to her discomfort as it cooled quickly, making the already cold floor both cold and sticky.
Yrelorin looked down, slightly annoyed.
“Hey! You’re making a me– Oh… you’ve passed out…” She said, seeing the poor girl beneath her in a state of pure daze. “Oh well… guess I’ll just let it all out then!”
“PFLRT! -splort!-”
Straining slightly, Yrelorin let out a small, bubbly fart. The small eruption of gas forcefully pushing out the last of the cum, the liquid bubbling out and violently splattering all over Kelsey’s face.
“Ooh~ Excuse me~” Yrelorin looked down again, chuckling a little at the sight of the former dominatrix, completely dazed, her face and mouth oozing with cum. A fluid that Kelsey openly admitted that she hated. “Heh… Mistress Kelsey… it’s a shame you don’t like cum… it’s a good look on you… ehehe~”
Standing up, she grabbed a handful of Kelsey’s hair, using it to wipe whatever remnants of cum remained off of and out of her asshole, letting it unceremoniously fall to the floor afterwards.
“Nighty night~ Mistress~” She teased, teleporting the two of them back to her own personal dungeon.
While Kelsey was “resting,” Yrelorin looked at her own calendar.
“Wow… been that long already…? I don’t want it to be over yet…” She sighed. It was nearing the end of the month, meaning that she’d have to let her new favorite toy go, if she were to be an honest demon of course.
“Heh… honest demon.” She thought to herself. “No such thing… at least not here…”
It was then that Yrelorin had thought up one of her most devious plans yet. She would indeed honor her deal with Kelsey, letting her go by the end of the month, granting her with everything she dreamed of. But alas, much like making a wish with a genie, she would grant Kelsey her desires… with her most favorite of motives.
Ulterior.
Wasting no time at all, she began preparations to put her plan in motion. If she was going to let Kelsey go… there was going to be one hell of a send off. And it would be one that Kelsey would not soon forget.
Sometime later…
Kelsey started to wake up to the sound of people and things being moved around, much like would hear entering a house move. The scraping of chairs on floors, the thudding of boxes, and the muffled conversations of people chattering.
“H-huh…?” She groaned, waking up slowly.
For once, she woke up unrestrained, lying down on a comfy mattress. As she started to get up, she looked around the room. Seeing Yrelorin, preparing a table with food and other snacks, as well as a few other succubi, setting up various… toys.
“Good morning, Mistress Kelsey~!” Yrelorin said, looking over. “I hope you’re excited… it’s almost your last day~”
Kelsey didn’t say anything, still groggy from waking up. But internally, she couldn’t have been more excited. Her one month in this literal hellhole was almost up. Meaning that it would be Yrelorin’s turn to hold up their end of the deal and grant her with everything she desired; One hundred percent loyal slaves, all the money for every toy and every video shoot she could think of, and more.
Kelsey got up out of bed, rubbing her eyes as she did so. “Ergh…” She groaned again, still tasting the cum from yesterday. “Wh-what….what’s all this…?”
“This? We’re throwing a little celebration!”
“A celebration…?”
“For you~” She said, pointing at Kelsey. “Your time here’s almost up, so I want to make our last few days…” Yrelorin licked her lips, a slightly devious smile forming on the edges of her mouth. “Very…very…special…”
As much as she’d like to have believed that she was just imagining things and that her master just had some good, clean, wholesome fun planned… She knew Yrelorin far too well after almost one entire month of being under her complete control. Yrelorin was up to something, Kelsey could feel it.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Ooh~! Looks like that’s them~!” Yrelorin exclaimed, running over to the door. Sliding back the surprisingly primitive, wooden bar lock, the door slowly swung open. Its hinges creaked loudly, having not been maintained in seemingly quite some time. “Welcome all~!”
To Kelsey’s dismay, the small number of succubi already inhabiting the room grew exponentially. What was once a group of maybe four, was not at the very least ten, if not more. The demon however, was ecstatic, happily greeting each succubus as they walked in. Their conversations were all too flirty and all too worrying towards the lowly human.
“I can’t wait to see what you have in store for her~!”
“I hope she’s ready for this~!”
“Oh, she better be ready~”
From what she could overhear, it seemed that each of these succubi would be having their way with her tonight. Though, despite her earlier experiences suffering under Yrelorin’s command, she couldn’t help but feel somewhat excited, her own womanhood becoming slightly wetter thinking about how many women were about to dominate her.
Having all been greeted and talked amongst themselves for a few minutes, all of the succubi’s attention soon turned to Kelsey, the star of today’s show. Quickly, they surrounded her, unceremoniously pulling her off of the bed and prepping her for tonight’s “show.” As some said, running their hands along her body as she was quickly restrained.
Kelsey found herself in, after this last month, an all too familiar position. She was bound on all fours to a small cushion on the ground, and other than her head, she was unable to move around in any which direction. Though this is where the familiarities ended, as she found herself being hooked up to a plethora of new toys. The first of which being these odd assemblies on her nipples, the next being a buttplug with a simple fox tail, and finally, an odd wheel-like sex toy, wrapped in a small, soft brush, it practically pushed up against her clit.
“Here we go again…” Kelsey thought to herself, as someone stood right in front of her.
However, Kelsey noticed something odd on the person’s leg.
“W-what…?” She thought to herself, looking up.”It… it can’t be…”
On her right thigh, Kelsey had a tattoo, a barn owl with its wings spread wide, standing atop a skull. Sitting, or rather, standing, in front of her, was that same tattoo. The same tattoo, in the same spot, the same color, everything about it. It was definitely her tattoo.
Observing the legs standing in front of her further, they looked familiar too. The same thing that she saw every time she looked into a mirror. “What the…”
Looking up, she saw herself. An absolute mirror image of herself, but another person.
“H-how…?”
Yrelorin ran up, hugging the naked clone from behind.
“Surprise~!” She exclaimed. “You like her…? I made her an almost perfect clone~!”
Slowly, she took both her hands, running them up and down the clone’s naked body. Turning the clone’s head, she pulled them into a tight kiss, using a hand to rub at the clone’s clit.
Kelsey, herself, quivered and moaned in pleasure. Despite the clone being fondled, she could feel the movements of Yrelorin’s hands as if they were on her own body. The tingle of her clit being massaged, the tickle of a hand cupping her breast, the taste and warmth of Yrelorin’s warm tongue digging around in her mouth. Yet, nothing was physically there.
Breaking away from the kiss, Yrelorin looked down at the bound, wriggling girl beneath her. Taunting her by continuing to play with the clone.
“And the best part~?” She said, continuing to massage the clone’s womanhood. “You’ll feel and taste everything she does~”
“H-how… how did y– MMph!?”
Much to the woe of Kelsey, she wouldn’t be granted the opportunity to try and ask questions. One of the succubi had removed their own panties, quickly stuffing them into Kelsey’s open mouth.
“Ooh~ I’m so wet right now, I’m too excited!” One of the other succubi exclaimed, fondling her own womanhood. “Can we start now~? Please~?”
“Of course~” Yrelorin replied, pulling the succubus into an embrace.
Kelsey watched helplessly as they and the other succubi in the room, pulled the clone to another mattress only a few feet in front of her.
Instantly, the smell of sex filled the air as the succubus gangbang began. Succubi began making out to the left, right and center of Kelsey’s view. The sounds of their moaning, their feelings of lust for each other, it all mixed together into an all too delicious aura. And at the center, Kelsey’s clone, moaning and screaming in pure pleasure as the succubi played with her body. Loving it, kissing it, licking and nibbling in all the right spots. Licking at her nipples, licking her womanhood and butthole, their hands massaging her in all the right places.
Kelsey, unsure of how she should feel herself, felt extremely turned on and humiliated at the same time. Even though she could see herself being cucked by… herself, she could feel everything as if it were physically happening to her. It was all too pleasurable, unable to stop herself, she began moaning through her gag as her heart raced, her blood pumping, her womanhood absolutely dripping wet. Though she had not spoken much about it ever, Kelsey had a massive cuck-queen fetish, a fetish that she had rarely been able to indulge in, and this was the perfect scenario, an absolute dream come true. She would be able to satisfy the feeling of wanting to be cucked but still experience everything that was happening, rather than needing to jerk herself off.
Perfection.
Taking the opportunity, she soaked in as much of the pleasure as she could. Moaning harder as she felt and watched the succubi kissing at her clone’s neck. Recoiling, her head and eyes rolled back slightly as the pleasure intensified.
“Oh~! I’m so close!” She thought to herself, wriggling her hips in anticipation as the pleasure built and built. The pressure building up like a hot steam, ready, begging for its release.
“Oh~!” Kelsey could hear her clone moan hard, presumably having the orgasm of a lifetime. Waiting in anticipation, Kelsey was ready for her own…
But she never came.
It was at that moment the sex toys that they had hooked up to her activated. Their placement in the perfect spots, their vibrations combined with the situation sending Kelsey to a level of pleasure she had never felt before. But she still couldn’t cum, she was for certain right at the tipping point, but if it was as if something was keeping her there, suspending her pleasure right at the very edge.
“You didn’t think we were going to let you cum that easily did you~?” Yrelorin called out, walking over to Kelsey. “Aww~ look at you, seeing you dominated and pleading for release like this is so hot…”
Yrelorin kneeled down, looking into Kelsey’s eyes. Her own eyes glowing with an aura beginning to surround her as she fed off of Kelsey’s sexual pleasure to fuel her own. “Mmm~ delicious…”
“You really want to cum, don’t you~?” She asked, deviously. Watching as the girl before her wriggled and squirmed, reeling in pleasure and trying to keep it together as the other succubi continued to play with the clone.
“Mmmph~! Mrmmrf~!” The poor, pent up girl pleaded through her gag. Looking into her master’s eyes, an utmost desperation gleaming through them.
“Don’t worry…” She said, putting her hand on her slave’s cheek. “We’ll give you what you want… just bear with us a little longer~”
As Yreloring walked back to the mattress, Kelsey watched in horror as another succubi leaned over slightly, spreading her own cheeks in the Kelsey clone’s face.
She could see that the succubus’ ass hadn’t been cleaned in some time, in fact, none of the succubi were clean down there very well at all. The smell of sex had temporarily masked their musk, the natural demon body odor was extremely distinct, and very strong. Kelsey could smell it through her clone’s shared senses, very much not enjoying it despite her clone seemingly loving it.
“Come on, Kelsey~” The succubus said, backing her butt up a little bit closer to the clone, pointing to her own butthole. “Get a good whiff of this beautiful, stinky ass~”
“Yes, of course, my mistress!”
“Mph! (No!) Nph!” She protested, hoping her clone wouldn’t do it.
She did.
“GRK!” Kelsey gagged as she watched her clone lean in, huffing the demon’s reeking, unwashed ass. The smell was awful, reeking of sulfur and sweat.
Unfortunately this would only be the beginning, as succubus after succubus told the clone to huff their ass. Each one bringing their own unique flavor of hell to the Kelsey clone’s nose, who was loving every second of it. Kelsey herself however, did not share in the clone’s sentiment. Despite their shared senses, they did not share the same emotions, it was clear that the clone’s emotions had been tampered with to enjoy the disgusting smells.
“HLRK!” Kelsey gagged again, the clone continuing to smell ass after ass.
“Mmm~ sniff this up for me~” One of the succubi commanded, grabbing the clone’s head and forcing it between her butt cheeks.
“PLFRT!”
She let out a small, boisterous fart. The clone huffing the smell as if it were giving her the biggest high imaginable, desperately rubbing her nose into the reeking hole to suck up every last bit of that fart.
Kelsey recoiled, or at least tried to. She would have tried to hold her breath but knew that it was no use, since it wasn’t up to her whether or not she would huff another woman’s gas, it was up to her clone.
“Oh~ Oh~ Me next~!” Another succubus called out from the crowd.
Looking up, Kelsey could see Yrelorin staring at her, an absolutely sadistic smile forming from cheek to cheek.
“WHRRRRZZZZ!”
In an instant, she felt the soft brush wheel rubbing against her clit start to spin wildly, spinning at at least several hundred rpm.
“MMMmmrf~! OOmmph~!” She screamed in pleasure as the brush rubbed against her clit, the wheel simulating the best, softest and fastest oral she could’ve ever imagined. If she thought she was on the edge before, this was a new level. Still unable to cum, she felt as if she was the absolute razor’s edge now. The newfound pleasure sent shockwaves pulsating throughout her body, uncontrollably wriggling and squirming as the pleasure overpowered every single one of her senses.
“Don’t be shy~! Give her more, girls~!” Yrelorin exclaimed, looking around towards the entire group.
It didn’t take long for a line to form, Yrelorin holding the Kelsey clone’s head in place as succubi after succubi farted right on her nose, with the clone sniffing it all up like she’d never get to smell again. And soon enough, they’d start using her mouth as well.
“PFFFLRRRT!”
“BRRRAAAAAAP!”
“BRROOOMPH!”
Each fart sent Kelsey trying to physically recoil away, her body not realizing that it was totally useless to attempt breaking away from the horrid smell and even worse taste. Constantly gagging with every fart that the clone took right into the mouth, inhaling it deeply and hurriedly.
“Come on, Kelsey~ Start licking~” Yrelorin said, reaching down and fingering the clone. “Look at all these beautiful women~ All here just for you… you want to thank them don’t you~? Be a good girl and show their butts just how much you love them~”
Without any hesitation at all… and despite the real Kelsey’s muffled protests, the clone opened her mouth wide, fully extending her tongue out of her mouth as much as she could. Next in line was a smaller succubus, with a soft, blue skin color rather than the bright red or pink of some of her peers. Despite her timid looks, her pucker would prove to be one of the dirtiest of the night, maybe dirtiest ever.
“H-hello…M-mistress Kelsey! I..I know you’re a c-clone and a-all but… sorry if it’s not clean…” She said, turning around and spreading her cheeks. She definitely wasn’t lying, the smell was too intense, a combination of sulfur, methane, rotting meat, and exotic fruit. So strong in fact, that even Yrelorin gagged at the smell.
“Holy…-cough- shit, Belle…” Yrelorin coughed, backing away while pushing the clone’s head forward. “How the fuck did you get it so bad?”
“It’s not my fault!” She stammered, wiggling her butt a little. “I’ve been working with clients that want it really bad! They don’t ever let me clean!”
“Jeez… Well… at least we have the perfect volunteer~! Isn’t that right, Kelsey~?” Yrelorin said, asking the clone but looking back sadistically towards the real Kelsey.
Kelsey was, rather predictably, less than enthused. Gagging and writhing, fruitlessly trying to get away from the smell, much less wanting to taste any of it. She violently shook her head, just hoping that her demon mistress would have at least some shred of humanity.
She was wrong.
Yrelorin looked back towards Belle and smiled, before plunging the clone's face right into the dirty, grimy ass. The clone’s lips landed perfectly on the beyond soiled pucker, practically kissing it.
“HLRK!” Kelsey gagged, nearly throwing up in her mouth from the taste. It took all her willpower not to throw up into her mouth, knowing that due to her gag, she’d end up having to swallow it all back down.
“How the– HRK! Ho– GLRK! W- BLRK!”
It was impossible, Kelsey couldn’t even think without gagging and somehow a clone of herself was tonguing that reeking, grimy hole as if it were a gourmet dessert. Belle however, was in ecstasy, it had been so long since she had last been allowed to clean her hole, and the feeling of a warm, wet tongue dragging across the surface of her pucker, digging into it and cleaning it in its entirety, was an unbelievable turn on. The clone worked her tongue into the pucker as much as she could, going as deep as her tongue could go, scooping up every last particle it could grab. The clone’s eyes practically heart shaped, savoring, loving, appreciating the “gift” she was being given.
“PLLFFRRTT!”
“Oops~! Sorry~!” The girl said, “That one just slipped out~!”
The clone said nothing, only huffing in response to the fart, trying to capture every last bit of it into her mouth before plunging her tongue right in.
“Christ?!” Yrelorin explained, letting go of the clone’s head and falling backwards slightly. “God, that was a bad one, do you need to shit or something?”
“Errr…umm… a little…?” Belle said, nervously.
It was then Yrelorin had one of her most devious ideas yet, looking at Belle, then at the real Kelsey.
Kelsey’s eyes went wide, practically bulging out of their sockets in fear. Desperately, she shook her head as Yrelorin took Belle by the hand, leading her over to where she was bound.
“Mph! Nph! MMph!” She cried, tears rolling down her cheeks as she writhed and squirmed.
“Well… Belle, if you need to use the toilet… we’ve got the perfect one right here!”
“A-are you sure…?” Belle stammered, looking at the real Kelsey, kneeling helplessly in front of her. “I…I don’t think s-she wants to…”
Yrelorin only laughed, kneeling down beside her.
“Don’t be silly~! She loves it~! She’s wriggling in excitement~!”
Yrelorin leaned back, hitting a button on the base of the wheel, causing it to spin even faster. Simultaneously, she pulled the panty gag out of Kelsey’s mouth. Somehow the feeling of pleasure intensified even further, Kelsey still unable to cum, became totally overwhelmed by it. She had been on the extreme edge for what felt like hours, somehow being pushed further and further but still unable to cum. Now completely unable to control her body due to the constant shuddering and twitching, her back recoiled, raising her head up. Her mouth open, lips completely spread as her tongue rolled out of her mouth and hung there, moaning uncontrollably and constantly.
“See~? She’s waiting~ Take a seat~!”
Belle, not wanting to disappoint and not wanting to shit herself, took a seat on Kelsey’s head, her butthole positioned perfectly in Kelsey’s mouth.
“Oh~! Before you start~!” Yrelorin snapped her fingers, a belt harness appearing almost instantly around Kelsey’s head and Belle’s thighs, fixing her into position, unable to get away.
“Hrng!” Belle began to push. Despite her claims earlier, this was more than having to take a “little” shit. Even Yrelorin stepped back, hearing the deathly, horrifying crackling of Belle’s butthole as it spread open to unleash this absolute monster of a log into Kelsey’s mouth. Inch by inch, the solid, black turd slowly slid across her tongue. The taste and texture was unlike anything Kelsey had ever experienced before, so strong, so bitter, sour, spicy, solid but slimy, grimy and chunky. More and more, Belle pushed it out, the solid black snake starting to slither its way into the back of Kelsey’s mouth and into her throat.
“HLRK! GLRKKK! HARK!” Kelsey gagged and gagged as she choked on the horrible monstrosity invading her gullet.
With her last bit of willpower before completely getting overrun mentally by the feelings of pleasure and disgust mixed together, Kelsey managed to catch one last glimpse of Yrelorin.
Who was smiling with that same, evil, sadistic grin.
Once more, she snapped her fingers.
Kelsey’s eyes recoiled back completely now as she felt an absolute tsunami of pleasure rush over her body as Yrelorin finally allowed her to go over the edge.
She came.
Harder than ever, she came.
A waterfall of juices erupted from Kelsey’s all too tickled womanhood as she came the hardest she’d ever had. Every single cell in her body shuddered as the truly mountainous amount of pleasure was finally released. But it wasn’t over, as Belle’s huge turd filled up more and more of Kelsey’s throat, the harder and harder she choked on it, the faster the wheel started to spin.
“SPLORT!”
At last, Belle managed to push out the last bit of her monstrous log, sighing in total relief as the pressure was finally released from her bowels. Kelsey however, now found herself cumming over and over again to the taste and feeling of the massive, sixteen inch log, slowly slithering its way down her throat as the wheel continued to spin. Her body shuddered and shuddered, splattering the wheel with her own juices over and over again before the turd finally slid its way all the way through her throat and into her stomach. As it did so, the wheel finally started to slow down. Kelsey, her entire body quivering, collapsed to the floor, unable to take anymore of any feeling. Completely mindless, she lay there, in a pile of cum, butt juice, and who knows whatever else was on that floor. Slowly passing off into an exhaustion induced sleep.
Later on…
Kelsey slowly awoke.
Once again, something was different, but really different this time. As she slowly managed to pull herself up into a sitting position, she rubbed her eyes. Looking around as her vision began to clear, she noticed that she was back in her room, in her own bed.
“Was… was that all a… a dream…?” She asked herself.
It wasn’t.
As she shuffled around in bed, Kelsey felt something poking against her leg.
“Huh…? A… a postcard?”
It was from Yrelorin.
As she opened it, it read;
“Dear Mistress Kelsey,
I had so much fun with you over the past month! I still can’t believe it myself, even though it all just happened! Me, dominating you~!
Don’t pretend like you didn’t love it either, I saw how hard you came that last night~
Anyways, as promised, you’ve been returned to your life, with everything you could have ever desired. Your slaves will be more willing, practically obsessed with everything you want to do to them~ Your bank account has been… more than compensated for~ Hope you enjoy that~!
But one last thing before you go, when you said ‘everything’ you could have ever desired, I really am giving you ‘everything.’ So be prepared for every fantasy you’ve ever had to come true~! Even some of the… dirtier ones
I’ll be in touch~
Sincerely, Your Demon Mistress… Yrelorin.”