The Demon in You

  

The orc screamed loudly. It was a wild, beastly sound. The force of the pain took her by surprise and her vision blurred for a moment. Her hands clenched into fists and held tightly to the sheets of her large bed.
Then the next blow came and Reva threw her head back. The orchex reared up as Kruhl, the ten-foot-tall Dreadlord, drilled his massive genitals into her ass. His claws had wrapped around her sprawling hips, pressing the green-skinned body, which seemed fragile compared to the demon's, against his hip.
Like a puppy, the witch knelt before the demon lord while he began to fuck her butt with light thrusts. The prince's huge member hurt and brought tears to the eyes of the otherwise dominant and imperious orc woman. It was humiliating to be taken like that. But it was even more humiliating for the mistress of the estate, who was known for her pride and domineering, that her slave Ravijel saw her doing this.

Ravijel had been chained up in the bedchamber for two days since she left the wild tauren bull Durath had let him fuck him. So the petite blonde blood elf stood naked next to the mistress's bed with her arms and legs spread. Gold cuffs were wrapped around her wrists and ankles, holding her body upright. Her labia had been pierced with needles and small gold chains with weights were now hanging from them. Her nipples were also pierced and she had to wear weights overnight.
Kruhl had suggested this punishment to Reva, and the witch had denied the demon she had summoned this wish. Of course, she didn't know then that the demon no longer had any intention of returning to his world after inseminating the milking mares. Kruhl had stayed and gained more and more power.
In the past few days he himself had summoned more demons who obediently followed his will on the dairy farm and took over many of the jobs. So it wasn't a bad thing that the tauren worker Durath was now chained in the stable himself. He was now being milked himself.
Especially Finyra, the pretty and seductive succubus, probably had a special penchant for his sperm, because she personally milked the bull several times a day.

The demon's thrusts now changed to a quick, steady rhythm. The pain in her tight gut slowly became more bearable and Reva felt her cunt begin to drip. The witch was usually wet every morning, and she had often ordered Ravijel to lick her in the morning, this morning she couldn't give orders to anyone.
Kruhl had woken her up and simply sunk his huge rod deep into her anus. He had probably deliberately chosen this hole. He wanted to humiliate her and show her where her new position was. Beneath him.
Hate sparkled in the orchex's moist eyes. She hated him for what he did. She hated Ravijel for opening her eyes and now looking right into hers. She wanted to reach out and pull on one of the weights dangling from her petite elf body. She wanted this blood elf to suffer. She wanted to make them feel their own pain. But she couldn't.
The Dread Lord held her tightly while his cock pushed deep into her intestines. He mercilessly pounded his demon meat into hers. Warm moist heat formed in her intestines. The pain slowly turned into agonizing pleasure and Reva began to moan. Her sounds of pain turned into sounds of pleasure. Oh how she hated Kruhl for that. If only she had never gotten involved with the demon. But this realization came too late.
Kruhl had come into their world and not only fucked his seed into the bellies of their milking mares. No, his seeds also grew in her belly. Something was already growing under the sinewy flesh of her stomach wall, which was laced with cords of muscle - something demonic.

The demon had started to fuck her ass at dawn, and in the meantime the first rays of sunlight were sparkling over the roofs of the city Farm. Reva's screams of pain had degenerated into a desperate canon of pleasure. She writhed under the powerful thrusts. Her right hand had wandered between her thighs and was stroking her clitoris and her dark green slit, which was dripping with moisture, desperately begging for release.
His member was still moving inside her. His pelvis was still hitting her buttocks. She felt the demon lance stir within her, seeming to explore her body on its own, while her intestinal wall covered the intruder like a second skin. Every emotion was communicated to her in this way. And his every movement now brought pleasure to her over-stressed senses.
She had experienced smaller orgasms several times, but none of her climaxes had brought her the relief she longed for. On the contrary, her climax was also a humiliation for her, as it actually happened against her will.
So the witch had to continue giving in to her unwanted forced pleasure. She had to let herself be fucked in her unworthy hole, just like a slave would otherwise be fucked. A climax shook her green-skinned body again and again, without her tormentor letting go of her.
Only when the member pressed fully into her body again. She felt the emerging pulsation within her. The rod of the Dreadlord, the devil incarnate, ballooned inside her, seemed to split her already broken body even further, and then pumped the demon's hot seed into her intestines with tremendous pressure. For a moment her stomach seemed to bulge even further, so powerful was his load.
While the demon seed was being pumped into her womb, she was overcome by another orgasm. However, this one was different from the previous ones. She felt the magic of the shadows. Felt the power of the magical sperm in her body. It was an indescribable feeling of power for the witch. It was a drug incomprehensible to ordinary mortals, administered to her in this degrading, yet horny way.
An infinity of lusts and desires played games with her mind. They stole it and tore her away into another dimension for an indescribable moment.

The member remained inside her for a long time until most of its boiling hot seed had emptied itself into her anus. Then his cock withdrew from her. He got up from the bed, which was moaning loudly, and called for Wurn, the little imp and lackey.
Reva lay motionless on the bed. One sperm dripped from her anus onto the sheet. Her eyes were wide but without any impulse. Her body trembled subtly, pulsated and at the same time remained in a state of paralysis of pleasure. Her dark green labia were swollen and eager for anyone who might caress them.
“At your service, Master!” whispered the imp.
“I'm thirsty. Take the elf slave to milk and make sure she hurry up!"
"Very well, master!"

With a flick of his huge hand, he took effect Demon Lord cast a spell that released the locks from Ravijel's bonds. Exhausted, her body collapsed to the ground, but the imp was immediately back at her and grabbed the chain that was connected to her labia. He used this as a leash and shouted: “Come with me, pussy. Let's milk some goats."
The pain made the blood elf obedient, so she got up and followed the little demon out as if on a leash. Her body was stiff and drained. She followed mechanically, but she still stumbled with almost every step, causing a painful tug on the chain.
“Ah!” she gasped.
“Be good, cunt, then Wurn will be nice to you too,” grinned the imp.
They left the main house with Reva still not recovered from her morning fuck. Her body was still lying on the bed, twitching randomly. Her eyes were still glassy, ​​as if she were on a trip through an alien world.