Dax watched curiously, but as she saw the imp flicker to life, she realized, suddenly, why the house smelled like a demon's backside; the man she had slept with was a warlock. On top of that, she was now in his clutches, and at his mercy. She tensed for a moment, watching as it scrambled over to him. She had killed more than her fair share in the time she had been adventuring.<br/><br/>In all that time however, she had never seen what she saw now. A cock, a spined cock, which grew out from the furry patch at its groin. She blinked, watching it, with part fascination, and part revulsion. She could smell it, even over the rest of the room, like grime and musk, dirty. Her face screwed and she was about to crack a joke, when Kellin told it to fuck her.<br/><br/>"Now, wait jus' a...!"<br/><br/>Before she could get the words to leave her mouth, the creature had launched itself into the air. She tried to twist, to roll away, but it was on top of her before she could do anything about it. It was surprisingly strong, and too damn close. She snarled, but as its large, spined member slammed into her mouth, the spines jabbed into her lips, causing her to cry out...which, in turn gave the imp the opening it needed to get the rest of the length into her gaping maw. Her eyes went wide, but it was too late. The pecker was driving back towards her throat. Grabbing the imp, she held onto it, knowing that if she pulled back the barbs would catch on the inside of her mouth. Regardless, she still needed a grip on it.<br/><br/>Up close, it stank even more, like the dirtiest, most rotten crotch that had ever been shoved against her. The musky smell, however, sent a warm sensation racing through her body. Her eyes pivoted, trying to look at Kellin, to see what he was doing...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>