The claws probed deep into your holes, making you scream. This is greeted only by cruel laughter by the Devout groping you, and by the tavern's other patrons. Then the monster removes its probing fingers and grips your buttocks tightly, pressing you harder against the table, the tips of its claws drawing blood where they dig into your soft flesh.
You know what is coming, but even so you scream as it thrusts its cock into you, raising more laughs. It is far larger than any man you have ever had, and you find sharp pain mixing with horrible pleasure as it rams into you. Around you you hear comments on your charms, how "the rebel bitch deserves what she's getting", and bets being made on whether you will come before the monster does.
"Halt." The voice cuts across the raucous shouting, leaving only silence. More surprisingly still, the demon halts in mid-thrust, giving you a moment's respite.
In front of you steps a figure. She is palely beautiful, and is clad in black robes embroidered with the red signs of a Devout demon-master, cut low at her ample bosom.
"So you are the rebel." Her voice is devoid of compassion as she strokes your cheek. "You are more attractive than many my demon has devoured. Perhaps when it has finished with you I will give you to my soldiers to use for their pleasure."
You whimper at the thought of the ruthless rape you would no doubt receive from them. This brings a cold smile to her face. "You don't like the idea? Strange, for one who dresses as a whore. Perhaps something more to your taste may be arranged." She pulls her robe open, revealing her cunt, shaved and tattooed with a demonic sigil. "Serve my pleasure, and if you please me my men need not have you."
You pause for a long moment. You don't want to give in to her, but the prospect of gang rape is more than you can stand. Slowly, tears of shame beading in your eyes, you nod. You have never pleasured a woman before but, as she steps forward, your tongue reaches out for her pussy.
You do not see her single the demon, but you certainly feel it as it resumes its thrusts. As it begins to brutally fuck you again, you scream into the sorceress's cunt, eliciting a faint answering moan from her. Terrified, you regain control and start working to bring her pleasure.
"Mmm..." she says, twisting her hands cruelly in your hair. "Not bad. No wonder you chose to disguise yourself as a whore. You are quite - mm - talented, in that regard."
A shiver of shame and lust goes through you at her words. You find yourself imagining how much this scene must be arousing the men watching.
"Quite adept... yesss.... are you enjoying my demon's cock, little whore? Do you... ah... want it to seed your slut's womb with a hellspawn?"
You squeeze your eyes shut at her words, but focus grimly on pleasuring her. Finally, her fingers tighten, pushing you harder into her as she shivers with her climax. Sensing its mistress's release, the demon gives a roar and unleashes a gush of seed, its unholy cum burning hot inside you. At last, hoping you're safe, you allow yourself to orgasm, hoping no one notices your reaction to this treatment.
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