Absorbing her emotions Nyathusk tasted her lust laced fear with delight. His alien mind was capable of feeling every sensation and emotion Rosali felt. As such he knew exactly how to caress her in order to elicit the most response. Adjusting slightly Nyathusk pressed his swollen head against the princess's opening. He pushed his way into her cunt, parting her folds slowly as he filled her.<br/><br/><em>"You're so tight princess. Does being watched excite you this much?"</em>his voice whispered. Without waiting for her response Nyathusk pulled pack and buried himself into her again. A tendril slipped down from his head to her waist, wrapping itself around her clit. The thin tentacle pulled and massaged her clit as he began thrusting in a steady and torturous rhythm.<br/><br/>The cultists seemed to be enjoying the show a bit too much as some of them began caressing themselves or each other. Eyes heavy with lust their gazes drank in every detail of Rosali's defiling. Some of them gasped in excitement as Nyathusk used one tentacle like a tiny mouth to clamp down on and tug on the princess's nipple whilst another left a hot, wet trail from her neck to her ear.<br/><br/><em>"You're quite the pervert to be aroused by this."</em>Nyathusk stated, voice betraying his own desire,<em>"You should feel ashamed for betraying your people. They must be disgusted to have such a slut for a princess."</em>As he said this he grabbed a handful of her silken hair with tentacles gave a rough pull.