<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/86/Dallas_DevilLord.jpg/539px-Dallas_DevilLord.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/><br/><em>Drath'tor Finisher</em><br/></span><hr/><br/>He let her slump to the floor, catching his breath as his eyes glowed like tiny lanterns in darkness. Not long after his form reverted, his jagged teeth of razor bore a grin befitting a devil such as himself. She annoyed him, and it seemed his fury would be enough to power his form. It was time to finish her off.<br/><br/>"Kuro!" he howled, stretching his arms wide. The familiar form returned with a vengeance, the tendrils quickly wrapping around her ankles and dragging her on the floor closer to him. He mounted her once more... the same position. "I promised to fill you, didn't I?" He snarled, laughing. Her power was nothing to block his peak, now. Raising both hands to the air, he turned his wrists slowly as the light around her began to fade. Everything was pitch black until wreathes of flame circled around them. His shaft buried its length to the hilt with the shealth that it has long been familiar with up to this point. One tendril wormed back up her legs to pierce her velvet lips once more, punching her depths until filled completely. Instead of the other one,<em>two</em>more tendrils sprung forth from his slick and oily flesh of pitch, wrapping around her wrists and binding them around her waist. Another two tendrils slivered from his torso to rope their way underneath her armpits. With no fanfare or pause, they yanked her toward him with merciless force. Thoughtless, Ana's panicked whimper in protest with the sudden jerking of her body was delightful. The tentacles pulled her to him, pulling her back to grind into his chest. The circle barrier of flames gathered higher, as if drowning them both together in Oblivion.<br/><br/>Finally, several more black organ whips burst from his skin, shooting forward and whipping around her to tighten and bind her to him. With a twist, a brief flash of flame unleashed from them and incinerated all of her clothes. Her robe, everything gone but her crown hovering over her head.<br/><br/>Until a tendril swatted that away, sending it clattering against a wall. Salt on the wound. His hands found their way back around, lifting and groping her soft, ripe breasts.  And one final touch, his eyes began to glow an electric violet -- as did hers. She could now see two visions; one of her own sight and the other was his view of her from outside of her own body. How was he doing this?<br/><br/>Then finally, he let out a grunt after his first combined thrust into her ass and cunt -- discharging a wave of energy from them both. The tendrils took care of his leverage, allowing him to enjoy her busom like a pair of stress balls. Aside from the obvious, her voice is what he desperately desired. This was raw power he gathered from Oblivion. It was built from his extensive rape of his pet Queen Bunny. This seemed to be his answer. Kuro would have much power to deliver the finale. It begins.<br/><br/>Another thrust; another discharge.<br/><br/>Again. Again. Faster.<br/><br/><em>"Yes! This is what you wanted, isn't it, Bitch?"</em>'<br/><br/>Faster, his length stayed buried deep and hot loins grinded against her glorious backside. Flattening them with every stiff push. The pulses of energy continued with every impact, his groans twisting to a growl. Then building up to a roar, like a bull in a frenzy as his pace became rapid. It was out of control, but her heaved breaths and protests were a delight that merely fueled his cruelty. For once, a goddess would be put in her place because she belonged there. Whatever her psyche now... as long as her mind was warped and stained from becoming his fuck doll... it didn't matter. He may as well brand her after this before he left her.<br/><br/>"Yes! Yes!"<br/><br/><em>You will never forget Drath'tor.</em><br/><br/>Their speed was sheer lunacy now, as another tendril finally arrived to shut her up -- stuffing itself down her throat to violently use it to jerk and massage itself. The pace became blinding, every limb buried in her twitched and flexed before the climactic finish. Drath'tor howled, twisted pleasure and ruthless triumph as cum exploded into every hole within her,  showing no signs of stopping. The tentacle fucking her face sprung lose to hose her face and chest with streams of demon seed. From behind, the same eruption had gushed from her sex. And she could feel cum being pumped into her ass in repeated blasts. It continued until he was rid of every last drop.<br/><br/>After a pause of gathering his breath and long savoring her mewling. He withdrew everything all at once, stepping back as she slumped to the ground once more. Her ass stuck up in the air, almost comical and pathetic. Ana was completely dominated by the fiend. With a smirk, whipped a flaming tendril at her right ass cheek.... branding it with a single letter; 'D'.<br/><br/>He was finished with this bunny bitch, at last. And it felt great.<br/><br/>Drath'tor turned his back on his completed conquest and headed for a portal. His curiosity was enticed by this Shop.<br/><br/><hr/><em>Drath'tor performs a finish on Ana with Shin Kuro.<br/>Drath'tor brands Ana. Because fuck her, that's why.  ^-^<br/>Drath'tor receives MP Flare.<br/>Drath'tor goes to the Shop.</em><br/>