Tamaska's panting shaking body leaned heavily on the door, pinned between it and Emberspike's strong sturdy body. She felt tired as she stayed there, moaning harshly as Emberspike's thick veiny shaft ground against her.  The scent of sex hung thick in the room and she purred again. The thought of Bahiyya here watching turned her on and the realization that she must be going crazy at not being here only seemed to make the arousal all the more intense.<br/><br/>The priestess' breath let her lungs in a whoosh and her back arched hard. Her eyes stared, wide and unblinking as she felt Emberspike's massive cock impale her with a force she had never before felt. She just stared at the wood of the door, her mouth agape as he buried as much as he could into her in one merciless thrust.  She tried to cry out but she could not seem to find her breath as she felt his hands cover hers and then he really began to take his pleasure from her. In deep hard strokes faster than a human could hope to match, Emberspike rode his writhing, moaning victim.  With every thrust a loud, pleasured cry and a wet squelch  could be heard. Emberspike held nothing back as he asserted his claim to her tight body. She just squeezed her eyes shut and screamed until she was hoarse as he drove into her so hard that she thought she would split in two.<br/><br/>She wondered what anyone passing by the door must think as she howled and squealed. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her brain basically shut down, giving her body over to the demon's savage use. She lost all sense of time and reason as he just kept pounding into her bruised nethers over and over. The next conscious thought she had was to wonder how she ended up on the floor. She felt the collar tugged around and heard the click of the leash being clipped to it but could not put together what it all meant until her mind filled in the blanks to remind her that Emberspike had dislodged his cock and cast her to the floor on her stomach amidst the wetness and cum of her previous endeavours.<br/><br/>At his command she began to rub and stroke her nethers, finding that after the assault of Emberspike's massive cock both fit in without much trouble. She moaned and her ass wiggled invitingly as she put her knees under her, raising her ass into the air while keeping her face and breasts pressed firmly to the soaked floor.  Again Emberspike took her with no mercy or concern. He simply drove in, claiming her once again. The priestess shrieked in agony and bliss as he took her just as she had asked. It both hurt more and felt better than she dared hope and in moments she was shaking and her body writhed under his. Her fingers worked faster and harder, trying and failing miserably to match his thrusts.<br/><br/>Under these circumstances she could not hope to last, he body burned with need again and her mind was on the verge of breaking. She did not have the state of mind left to care. This was her new purpose, this is what she was meant to do. She was his and whoever he let use her.<span style="color: indigo"> "Please Master Emberspike, please can this little troll whore have her release again, please it feel so good!"</span>What was left of her working mind was fairly certain that her request had been articulated but as that part was small and shrinking further with each thrust into her stretched backside, it could have come out as complete nonsense.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>