The monstrous demon flared his nostrils as his trollish captive shrieked her orgasm into the door – he tuned in with a deep, snarling groan, vibrating into her ears. Every inviting backwards thrust she did with her hips was countered with the pressure of his capacious member ruthlessly spreading her soaked netherlips, teasing her pleasure button with its veiny surface.<br/>The musky scent of her own sap and the paintings of the other men slowly crept into the unconscious mind of her tormentor; she knew well enough that this was a man – or thing – that’d postpone the inevitable just enough to reach his own frenzy.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Ohhhhoh…</span>” - his throat rattled – “<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">…you’re pantin’ like a dog, whore. What a positively delightful sight. I betcha’ if Bahiyya was were here , shovin’ her fingers into herself, moanin’ in choir with yous.. And then t’think the poor girl has to stand parade while yous and I have all the fun?</span>”<br/><br/>His attempt at planting the idea of a ravenously horny Bahiyya in her mind while his member toyed with her sex was followed up with a deep, deep sigh that once again spilled warm air across her sensitive ears. He had to admit the picture he presented was more for his own enjoyment: The succubus was presumably up the wall by now, knowing she was missing out.<br/><br/>With a sudden splotching sound, Tamaskas nethers were impaled and stretched to hug around Emberspikes cock; He drove forward as far as was now physically possible, but found she’d provided (and had been given) plenty of lubricant. Both his hands curled around hers as they lay flattened against the door, his entire brutal being leaning across hers, pressing her against the wooden surface.<br/>And then he reaped his reward; he wasn’t particularly worried whether it hurt or not when his prick began to piston into her – the only thing he found worthy of concentration was the squirming body and the moans, growls and wails escaping his victim… and of course the wonderfully perverted sensation of her slick, cum-drenched nethers gladly disposing their juices onto his member and hips through muscular contractions.<br/><br/>The door literally shook at every invasive attack as he thundered into her – the poor girl had to tip-toe at every brutally delightful thrust simply due to the fact that – at most – two thirds of his cock could enter, the rest causing her to be literally lifted slightly off the ground.<br/>She instinctively knew that anyone passing this particular door wouldn’t possibly be able to ignore neither shaking door, snarling demon or for that matter, moaning trolless.<br/><br/>Their bodies pounded against each other in unison, the heat-spill of their exertions almost dizzying; deep, primal gasps escaped his dominating frame as he took her with unbridled passion. His forked tongue lashed across her back, inputting the salty taste of her cum-mixed sweat.<br/>It was hard keeping count how long he was at it, but the pounding seemed never-ending. The more she moaned, the harder he lunged – the more she whined, the more insistent he growled.<br/><br/>Unapologetically, two hands curled around her shoulders and yanked her off the door as his massive cock escaped her nethers awkwardly – the demon turned her around and threw her on her stomach in the middle of the pool of cum, sweat and deposit of her juices.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Strut your ass and pleasure yourself, pet!</span>” he half-roared as he closed the distance, his juice-soaked cock twitching with delight.<br/><br/>A hand flew down and forcefully turned her leather-collar so the hoop faced towards him: attaching the chain, he made a tug, leaning down across her pert frame to hiss dangerously into her ear. Planting two clawed feet on either side of her hips, he lowered his member to press against her ass. Contrasting the gentile attack of the blonde man, Emberspike took what he deemed was his, slamming his cock deep into her, causing jets of juices to splatter in between them due to the sheer force.<br/><br/>One hand forced her to stay grounded with the upper part of her torso by applying pressure on her left shoulder while the other held the chain – he wasn’t per say pulling in said chain to choke her; No, it was more a symbol of his absolute ownership of her body and his absolute right to use it how he pleased.<br/>And did he ever use it – her already trained opening invitingly accepted the invasive organ, every thrust dangerously close to the boundaries between pain and painful pleasure.<br/>Manic eyes ate the spectacle beneath him as his groin roared in perverted ecstasy – every sense danced around his brutal fuck of the trolless; The sounds of his prick slamming into her depths intermixed with moans and groans as she pleasured herself; the smell of cum and sweat hanging thickly in the air; the sight of this miniscule body subjugated to his bodily assault.<br/><br/>His pace was ruthless and incessant, unyielding…<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>