Still bound to the padded log, Lina had endured another three orgasms forced upon her by Krissa and her double-penetration vibrating strap-on. Each orgasm had been more powerful than the last, and every time she came Krissa had used less time to achieve that orgasm than the last. The captive demon panted, another slim dribble of slobber escaping her still gagged mouth. Every now and then Krissa would smack her captive’s butt-cheeks, and prior slaps had made Lina’s bum red and receptive, making every new slap sting with sweet ache and soreness. Her back covered in sweat from her labours, Krissa banged her thrall hard and fast, her hips impacting Lina’s thighs with every thrust. Though none of the orgasms had been particularly intense when compared to orgasms earlier this night, Lina knew it was only a matter of time until the red-eyed demoness decided to “raise the stakes”, and Lina wasn’t looking forward to that. Groaning into the holed plastic ball-gag, Lina was forced to another orgasm, and as her dripping pussy radiated sparks of sweet pleasure to every tip and corner of her body, Krissa laughed wickedly behind the bound demoness.

“I love listening to your muffled groans.” Krissa said gleefully, and hit Lina’s ass with both hands. The already weathered skin of Lina’s buttocks renewed the sparks of stinging pain that the slaps gave them, making the demoness bite down on her gag. “And I love making you cum!”

Never tiring, keeping her thrall on her toes with several more slaps to the ass, Krissa fucked Lina to two more orgasms in rapid succession, and then pulled the two vibrating dildos out of the raven-tressed demon’s holes.

“Don’t go anywhere...” Krissa dryly mocked and vanished into her corner, taking the double strap-on with her and leaving it there. She returned immediately. Giving Lina a wicked grin, she wheeled the bound demon and the log over to the nearby wall facing the bed where I lay. Directly in front of the wall stood a simple wooden construct shaped like the letter X, with eight leather straps adorning the woodwork at strategic positions.

Paralyzing her captive with demon-magic again, Krissa released Lina from the padded log and effortlessly lifted her off, proceeding to secure the bands of the wooden cross around Lina’s wrists, upper arms, thighs and ankles. Krissa released Lina from the paralysis, but the black haired demon found herself still unable to move. The holed, plastic ball-gag was still prying her mouth open and was slathered with saliva.

Eagle-spread in a standing position, Lina was fearful of Krissa’s following plans as she now was face to face with the red-eyed demoness.

“Now, then...” Krissa whispered ominously, taking Lina’s chin in her hand and forcing the restrained girl to look at her captor’s face. Krissa’s free hand slowly ran down Lina’s belly, coming to an anticipated halt over the gagged demon’s labia, rubbing it gently. Lina was still overly-sensitive between her legs from being vigorously fucked in both holes to several orgasms, and whined softly at Krissa’s touch.

“I’m going to leave you alone for a little while,” Krissa said as she poked a finger into Lina’s wet opening, her other hand still holding Lina’s face trained on her own. “But we can’t just leave you all alone, can we?” Krissa snickered evilly, and showed Lina two of the small, orb-sized vibrators. Quickly and without ceremony, Krissa attached the vibrators with tape to Lina’s nipples, and when sending a spark of magical energy into them, the orbs began vibrating powerfully.

“You know that I know that given enough stimulation, the sensations from your nipples can make you cum.” Krissa stated, smiling wide. “And that’s exactly what I’m going to give you. Time. You’ll cum like this, but the slow, slow...” Krissa gently reached in and licked Lina’s ear sensually, then whispered “Slow way the vibrators will build you up before making you cum will drive you insane. And then they’ll start over again.” She playfully squeezed Lina’s large, pillowy breasts, feeling them with her fingers and soaking up the wonderful softness before letting them go.

Lina looked with trepidation at Krissa who smilingly walked away from her, then looked at the vibrators on her nipples, and then was noticed how she was forced to focus on the sensations of her body. It was true that Lina’s nipples were sensitive enough that they could make her climax, but it would take time. Exactly as Krissa had planned. Right now, the vibrators on her hard nipples alone wasn’t too great a sensation, but Lina knew that with each passing second that sensation would grow and grow, teasingly drawing the demoness towards climax. And the time that would take would be the equivalent of dragging your body with hands alone five-hundred feet, and Lina would now be closing in on her fifth feet.

Her spread pussy dripped in anticipation, and the slow, torturous vibrations in her responsive nipples were already starting to make the restrained demon crazy.

***

Still at Arielle’s mercy, I felt myself caught between heaven and hell as I endured one of the longest blowjobs in history. Instead of making me cum straight away, something I had come to expect from the pointy-eared girl, Arielle was really taking her time, licking my shaft up and down with painfully slow motions, giving my cockhead a series of butterfly kisses before moving on to gently tonguing my aching balls that were still separated by the bands that also acted as a cock-ring. My deprived cock was covered in warm saliva, and I gasped yet again into my gag as the brunette sucked each of my balls in turn, very hard.

Hard as a pole, exposed veins snaking all the way up, my manhood was torn between ecstasy and the maddening feeling of being teased and denied. The young demoness made sure to lock her eyes with mine, smiling sexily with my meat between her lips while she sucked and nibbled. I could do little more than grunt and shift to the best of my abilities, and my hips were moving on their own to try and force my cock deeper into her mouth. Of course, the band that tied my belly and pelvis tightly to the mattress ensured the distance my hips could move was less than mentionable.

“You are a greedy boy, aren’t you?” Arielle giggled when she removed my cock from her mouth, content to slowly stroke it as she looked at me, frustration and helplessness painted across my face. Grinning through her vampiric fangs, the demoness brought the tip of my cock closer to her mouth again, and let her tongue out to barely tickle against the sensitive string under my cockhead. The sensation was unbearably unfulfilling. Her tongue felt like a light, pleasant itch on me, but that was all it was, just another notion that would drive me mad in seconds because it didn’t do anything save sloppily stimulate me in an unsatisfactory manner.

“Want to cum again?” she asked me and resumed brushing her tongue so very lightly against my glans.

Though I couldn’t know whether she asked me if I’d like to cum once or possibly twenty times in a row, my mind, under the strong influences of tingling sensations in my cock, demanded I grunt “yes” to answer her. So that’s what I did.

Smiling a hinting smile, Arielle rested her hands on the base of my shaft, and then proceeded to deepthroat me, swallowing the entire length of my manhood deep inside her warm, inviting throat. Three or four strokes with her head were all it took to make me unload inside her, and I moaned in heavenly bliss as my mind blanked and I strained against all ropes tying me down when I came. Where all my semen was coming from I couldn’t possibly even begin to guess, but I felt a good amount escape my cock while Arielle happily stroked my meat with her mouth and throat, emptying my balls deep inside her while her tail wagged happily behind her. Slumping back down as my climax receded, I felt a sore ache in my balls which I could only assume came from being filled up and emptied over and over again by inhuman means. Panting, all muscles in my body shut down as I weathered the post-orgasmic notions that travelled up and down my spine.

Pleased, Arielle slowly dragged her mouth up and off my still hard-as-stone manhood, letting it spring back to hit my belly. “Now we can really start to have some fun.” She said after having made sure no more “excess” cum was left in her mouth. I didn’t pay much attention to what she was saying, but she effectively got my attention again when I felt her bestride me, and then proceed to impale herself on my shaft. We both groaned as her impossibly tight pussy slowly devoured the length of me, and Arielle had an expression of true delight on her as she did.

“Oh yes...” she softly groaned when she had pushed herself all the way down, moving her legs so that she straddled me properly with her knees supporting her weight against the bed. Her pussy was incredibly warm, and even when the demoness was motionless I felt the powerful muscles of her womanhood squeeze and eat at my cock, and it was one of the most fantastic sensations I had ever felt before, if not the most fantastic feeling.

Moving past words, Arielle supported the weight of her upper body by placing her slender hands on my chest, and began slowly rocking her hips up and down on my shaft. Both of us groaned softly, and when the demoness had gotten properly accustomed to having my cock inside of her, she sped up her hips to begin a steady rhythm of fucking. Though I was still overly sensitive from my most recent orgasm, and probably due to the many, many I had had before, I was able to ignore the slight discomforts of my cock to focus on the sublime feeling of Arielle’s pussy sliding up and down on me, and indeed seeing the beautiful demon’s expressions of enjoyment and pleasure. The demoness loved how my meat filled her most sensitive of areas, and it encouraged her to pick up the pace, and before we both knew it she was fucking me hard, her thighs and hips slamming down on my pelvis to propel my cock as deep and as fast as possible into her. She moaned loud in bliss, apparently unknowing of how her nails were digging trails into the skin of my chest as her pleasure was building towards her first orgasm tonight. Her tail was whipping from side to side behind her, occasionally hitting my legs or thighs which had me flinch with mild pain, but all such feelings were soon washed away as I resumed focusing on the sharp eared girl’s inviting womanhood.

“Oh yes... Oh... Ghh... O... Ah...” she groaned, riding me to the fullest of her abilities and letting her raw, animalistic passion take control over her as she copulated with me, her human captive. I too had to surrender a series of moans, but they were all stifled and not nearly as loud as Arielle’s on account of the tight cloth that was still keeping my lips together.

Though I was basically taken advantage of, I loved being banged by the sultry demon who currently didn’t care about anything in the world save my sex, and I too craved hers. I’m unsure of how long she fucked me before she came, but it didn’t take too long. When she did, her fingernails dug almost deep enough into my body to draw blood. Her eyes clenched shut and her head was tossed back as she screamed with forceful vigour, her humping motion coming to a complete stop while the orgasm ravished her body. Through her cries and groans of hot bliss, her pussy kept squeezing and pumping my shaft, and just then was I aware of how close I had been to another orgasm of my own when Arielle had stopped moving. Deprived, but fully aware of the burning sensations in my cock and balls, I again attempted in vain to thrust my manhood into Arielle to relieve myself, but again I had to admit defeat to the bonds keeping me in place.

“My...” Arielle panted, using one hand to brush the hair that was plastered with sweat against her face away. “I’d never imagined... that a human could be so... satisfying...” she smiled with her mouth open, breathing heavily.

“Having fun, I see?” another voice was heard from behind Arielle, and both she and me was startled to find Krissa standing behind the bed. And it ought to be mentioned she was still very much naked, and grinning with demonic purpose. Behind her, I could just spot Lina in the darkness, bound to some kind of wooden construct.

“I’m sorry mistress.” Arielle said without moving off me. “I just had to test him for myself.” There was a hint of nervousness, or maybe guilt, in the tailed demoness’ voice.

“I imagine you did.” Krissa said, apparently having no intentions of scolding Arielle for what she may or may not have done wrong. She merely inspected the still suspended jar filled with my jizz, before she unhooked the tube to which it was connected and held the glass in her hands. I still could not believe all that cum was mine.

“I should congratulate you, my cute little human, on completing your very first milking session!” she said as she climbed into bed, kneeling on my left side with Arielle still straddling me.

My what? First session? Was that what she said? I tried to speak back, but naturally nothing but incoherent grunts could be heard through the gag. Laughing quietly, the crimson eyed demon removed the cloth.

“What do you mean, first session?” I immediately asked, not too concerned with the fact that Arielle was slowly beginning to slide her pussy up and down my still erect penis.

“What I mean?” Krissa adopted an amused expression as she leaned to the side and put the container down on the floor. “With ‘your first session’, I think I meant you’ll be having more!” she leaned in and kissed me, no doubt giving me more of whatever she had that made my erection permanent. “After all, you need to be trained.”

“Trained for what?” I asked nervously, then let out a ragged groan when my cock was pushed deep into Arielle’s pussy, the muscles on the inside kneading me with insatiable lust.

Smiling knowingly and gently caressing my chest with one hand, Krissa said “You needn’t concern yourself with that right now. All you need to know is that we need you to give us more cum with every ejaculation, and the way we do that is inject you as often as needed with a certain agent...” she leaned in and kissed me again, answering my unasked question of what this “agent” exactly was. “...and then extract the semen as often as possible to make the capacity of your balls and your prostate gland grow.”

“Meaning you get to cum hundreds of times every day!” Arielle couldn’t help herself but chime in as she began fucking me harder.

“But... What...” I was seriously starting to get scared as I looked at Krissa and discovered that she was dead serious about everything she was telling me.

“Relax.” She told me as she re-gagged me, as though that was something I could easily do. “It’s going to be so much fun! You’ll get to fuck different, beautiful demonesses every day, you’ll be attached to every kind of milking-machinery we have, and best of all: you can just relax and lay still while we do all the work. Basically, we make you cum so that you can cum even more.”

I was so taken with what Krissa was telling me, my mind racing with questions, that I didn’t notice what was going on in my crotch-area until Arielle rode me to orgasm, making me cum inside her, that forcefully intense pussy of hers eating me up. She didn’t stop either; she kept pumping me through and beyond my climax, and all too soon my cock entered the hypersensitive state of post-orgasm that saw me writhe and turn as best I could on the mattress as the sensations in my cock became too apparent, and my brain was raped by intense feelings that made me growl and groan in a potent mix of pain and too strong pleasure.

“Shhhh...” Krissa cooed, holding my head fast with one improbable strong hand while Arielle was moaning. “When my sweet little apprentice is done having her fun with you, which I think I will join in on...” she said with a wicked grin, and I could do little else but watch her with scared eyes, my tender cock still weathering the treatment from the strong muscles in Arielle’s canal. “...we will immediately begin your second round of cock-milking. And then maybe we’ll let you rest for an hour or two. After that, we need to prepare you for your third session...”

I would have cried out in horror and disbelief, but I knew what sound would pass through my gag had no chance in hell of being audible over Krissa’s menacing giggle and Arielle’s moans of pleasure. Instead, I merely watched dumbfounded as the silver-haired demon began licking my nipples – nipples that felt electric from oversensitivity – while Arielle still vigorously heaved her body up and down to pound my red, tender cock with her hungry womanhood.