<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/4IltC5z.jpg)</div><br/>It wasn't often that Zerxel was taken by surprise, but her first time with a man was turning out to be full of interesting surprises.  Despite the pain from having her final, physical barrier, shattered like so much fleshy glass, it was quickly replaced by more pleasure she had expected to feel from it all.  Was it the veins that ran the length of Malefactus's cock, the sheer size of it?  She didn't know what it was beyond the theoretical of it, only that with every thrust into her tight passage, deeper with every downward movement into her body, she felt such pleasure she could do little but enjoy it, not that she was about to complain by any means.  It only became better as Malefactus started speaking, reminding her, rather pointedly, that she was 'his', to do as he liked with her, and she was to serve in his depraved whims without complaint, but again, she wasn't about to tell him no anytime soon.  Not if he kept fucking her as he was, and she doubted Malefactus was about to stop anytime soon, given the very nature of what he was, a demon, a powerful demon, from the Fiendish Realms, his strength was literally supernatural.  He wouldn't be exhausting himself in any sense of the word for quite some time, but at least he wasn't trying to kill her as the Dragon might have if she'd gone with him instead.  Not that she was thinking along such coherent terms as the Fiend made his most recent demands known before stuffing her sodden g-string into her mouth, muffling her cries of pleasure as she dug her fingers into Malefactus's legs, using him as much needed support as she rode him, or he rode her, it was pretty hard to tell either way for anyone watching from home.<br/><br/>Muffled as her voice was by the piece of cloth stuck in her mouth, rich with juices that spilled upon her tongue, Zerxel paid homage to the demon ramming into her from beneath, splitting her open with every deeper thrust.  In that moment, he was her only 'god', but she wasn't so far gone that she didn't hear Malefactus's whisper into the back of her head.  She looked over her shoulder and while she made no visible gesture to say she'd heard, the look in her eyes clarified for a moment before she gave him the subtlest of nods before slamming herself down, hard, taking every inch of him as she did without preamble.  When she did, she arched her back as the first of likely many climaxes shot through her, making her twitch and convulse on his shaft.  Yet he didn't stop thrusting into her, surprising her more than a little as she was forced to ride her climax without pause only to endure a second in short order that had her crying out even with the makeshift gag in her mouth.  She tossed her head back, baring her neck for the Fiend as she did, which he took full advantage of by licking along her dark throat, allowing her a moment to catch her breath this time now that he had had her cum twice in as many moments.  It was a much appreciated reprieve, but one that didn't last as he soon took her arms in hand and stood, never leaving her tight, quivering snatch as he repositioned them both, forcing the Drow on shaky legs to stand lest all her weight end up on her shoulders and arms.  From there he began anew, their hips slapping against each other with such force that the noise could be heard echoing around the chamber.<br/><br/>Where the chains and manacles came from, Zerxel never knew, only that one moment, Malefactus had his hands wrapped around her arms, supporting her himself as he drove into her with every forceful, knee knocking pleasurable thrust, the next, her hands were being lifted aloft, her weight being redistributed once more, while also allowing Malefactus to use his own hands to do as he liked with her, which he did as he began to play with her breasts just as two more manacles appeared around her ankles.  Before long, her legs were wrapped around the Fiend's waist, his cock still buried in her slit, while her back pressed firmly against his chest, allowing him easy access to everything he desired.  And given the attention he paid her breasts, pulling and massaging at her nipples, sending pleasurable waves with every tug on her piercings, his lips on her neck one moment, then her sharply pointed ears the next.  He knew exactly what he was doing as she came a third, fourth, and eventually a fifth time before he finally started to show signs of needing to do so himself with his increased grunting and moaning into her ears.  By then though, Zerxel was a quivering mess of nerves and incoherent blubbering, her eyes all but affixed to the back of her skull.  She'd be alright of course, and she was hardly complaining by any means, but trying to have an intelligent conversation with her would have been out of the question, far out of the question.  She had enjoyed herself immensely, far more than she would have dreamed, but as all things, it must come to an end.<br/><br/>And what an end it would be.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hehe, and now it is your turn my good friend.  Explode as you desire, Zerxel won't complain a bit.  ;D  Have fun I say and surprise me as you've done thus far Rhev.</div></div>