Valerie kicked open the front door to the dark interior of her house, a very unconscious boy cradled in her arms. Her heart was taken with watching his adorable sleeping features, so peaceful as she brought him inside.
An hour ago back at Melody's Miscellanea, Ian had passed out after the two had finished mating like wild animals. Unfortunately they finished much sooner than Valerie had wanted, but after that Earth shattering orgasm they shared she found herself surprisingly spent. Both of them remained molded to each other, heaving for breath for several minutes after she had dumped what felt like every drop of cum she had produced all year into his bowels. By the time that she finally composed herself, tenderly kissing the deflowered boys cheek, it was then she realized he was out cold.
Clearly exhausted from their surprise romp, Ian didn't have the strength to move his arms, and could barely feel his body from the waist down. Aside from the slight tingly aftershocks of his climax. The first he'd had in years. His eyelids fluttered as he felt the last few drops of her baby batter gloop into his behind before fading into unconsciousness.
The demoness giggled upon the realization of this and slowly unsheathed herself from his warm tight love hole. There was an audible 'plop' as she pulled her meat free of him, happily seeing that not a single ounce of her seed leaked out. Good to know he kept all that she gave him like a pro.
After collecting herself, she redressed them both and picked up his limp form, carried him back down the street to her car and took him home.
Using her elbow she nudged the front door shut behind her hearing it latch with a loud click. Typically she wouldn't bother locking her door at night, crime rate was incredibly low in Shelter. But tonight she had some very precious cargo in tow, and wanted to protect it. Valerie's home was more modernized than a lot of the other homes, she wasn't one of the many who liked to get into the spirit of the carnival and didn't bother to perform the festivities. Electing to keep her rather comfy cape home the same instead of expending the energy and enthusiasm to change it over and over again.
Now inside, she gently set Ian down on the full couch beneath the front room window. Adjusting his head under one of the throw pillows to ensure it was propped up right, and grabbed her red fuzzy blanket off the top of the couch to cover him up. She didn't want him to wake up with more than a sore ass, and she didn't want him to be cold either.
"Wow, I'm such a nice chick." She thought with a cheeky grin. But as she tucked the blanket around his form, her snarky attitude softened as she again scanned over his serene features. Such a smooth baby face, so calm and at peace right now. So adorable. Valerie brought her hand up and very carefully brushed away some of his dark black locks, occasionally stopping to stroke his cheek. She couldn't recall the last time she felt so infatuated with a boy, even in this moment she was taking such care to try and make him comfy after fucking his brains out. There was something about him that just seemed...different. She almost wanted to lie down on the couch next to him and cuddle the fuck out of him. The temptation was there, but she managed to pull back and stood upright. "He's got a tight ass and was a good lay, I'm probably just excited for round two." Valerie convinced herself before spinning on her heel to walk out of the room.
She stretched her arms up over her head and let out a quiet squeak as her muscles tensed and relaxed again. Today started out like crap but ended on an amazing note. There were so many fantastic ideas going through her brain now. She had a cute as fuck boy with her who's ass was made for milking cock. If this wasn't something to dangle in front of her friends, she didn't know what was! All of them would be begging for a shot at him.
Valerie started forming several ideas in her head as she passed through her kitchen and up the steps to her bedroom. But of course they'd have to convince her to share her prize, and he would not come cheap. Oh yes, Valerie was going to have a lot of fun with little Ian downstairs. And if her friends offered up the right stuff, they would be able to too.
Shelter Sheriff's Department: 6:00 A.M.
"If those mother fucking birds don't shut the fuck up..." Liline rubbed her temples, trying to will her aggravated/sleepy headache away. Outside her window several of the winged beasts were letting the world know they were awake, and it took every ounce of will power for her not to draw her gun and just start taking pot shots at them. She wanted to kick herself, she missed out on such a golden fucking opportunity last night after seeing Valerie having her way with that mystery boy. The smell of sex even from that distance was such an unbearable tease. The massive aura of sexual energy was just radiating all the way over to her even after they shut the door. "And Valerie...that greedy bitch." Liline continued throwing a mental tantrum, "She completely locked eyes with me! And still she shut that door...cunt..." When the couple went inside Melody's Miscellanea, the aura intensified. A HUGE amount, it drove her up the wall. She couldn't resist the urge to take her cock out and start furiously jerking it to the image of that boy being fucked up against the doorway.
Oh how she wished it was her that was railing him. Feeling that soft, cute tush clutching onto her dick for dear life. She would've fucked him good, way better than Valerie did, she would have treated him how a butt slut deserves to be.
She managed to bring herself to a decent enough climax, spewing her load all over her police uniform. Rather than putting it where it belonged, in that boys delicious looking ass. But in her own lust clouded haze, she missed them leaving. Valerie must've snuck out a different entrance, or just slipped away while Liline was caught up in her own pleasure. And because of that she also had stayed out extra late enjoying the encounter between the two that by the time she got home, cleaned up and went to bed her self, her alarm went off about 15 minutes later screaming at her to go to work.
And now here she was in the stoic, still silence of her office, unsigned paper work to her left, a box of last minute breakfast donuts at her front, the distant ringing of a phone that the deputy would surely answer in a second. Tired, cranky, and sexually frustrated."Ughh..." Liline groaned, how could she have been so careless? "Looked like such a fuckable boy too." She sighed and leaned back in her chair and kicked her legs up onto her desk letting her black leather high heeled boots thump onto the wood. She admired her long legs wrapped up in the hip hugging jeans for a moment, thinking about how they could've so easily wrapped around that little boy's head. Forced him to deep throat her cock, fuuuck that would look good. She let her mind wander around these images for a while, not like she had anything else to do anyways.
Back in the day, she use to have things to do. She was busy and revered for the services she gave to the town day in and day out. But now, with Shelter enjoying a time of calm and peace. Her new job as Sherriff was to sit here, and actually pray that something would tear her away from this perpetual boredom.
Her office desk had a few idle papers stacked on one side by where she rested her feet, while the other side held her computer. An image she had taken some time ago of a poor mortal she had stumbled upon on all fours with her mounting him from behind as the wallpaper. Her belt was used as a collar to wrap around his neck as she rode him from behind. She could remember taking the picture like it was yesterday, even though it was a very long time ago now. That goes double for the amount of time it has been since she had a good lay.
Last night was her chance and she botched it, she must've gotten sloppy over the years. It had been too long since she had a good boy slut, and thinking about all of this now caused her to let her head fall back against the head of her chair. What she would give for a second shot at that mystery boy. And just one more whiff of his alluring scent.
The long raven colored tresses of hair spilling out over the back and sides. Her cock was aching in her pants again, she was about to just unzip her pants a second time within the last few hours and let out her big girl for some more play time. But then there was a knock on the frame of her door. "Sheriff Liline?" A sweet alto voice came from outside her adjacent doorway.
"Come in." She called back, and in entered her deputy Lyra.
Long pretty blonde hair tied into a ponytail, the lithe 5'7 woman stepped in and leaned against the entrance to the office. Her bright blue eyes blinked a little tiredly as she spoke, "I just received a call from an anonymous tipper about a possible injured human."
Liline couldn't resist the urge to roll her eyes at that. Probably one of the most common calls they got around here was an incompetent Succubus who drained a human of too much of their life force and ended up nearly putting them in a coma, they then panic and call for help. And here comes the brave police force to the rescue, by slapping the human awake and giving them some juice to rehydrate.
"What else is new." She stated taking her legs off the desk and spinning her seat to face her computer, acting like she was busy. "Get Veronica or Selene on it. I'm too busy to save another cat out of a tree-"She was interrupted, "No, no, no, it's not another sex emergency. It's also a possible kidnapping. Apparently our anonymous source spotted Valerie lugging out a young boy from her car, unconscious and into her house on Goldshore." Liline froze. "She says that he might be really hurt cause he wasn't moving when she brought him inside. But if you want me to get-"
"Forget what I said." Liline interrupted this time, "Now that I think about it...It's been a long time since I've gotten my own hands dirty responding to one of these calls." Lyra tilted her head curiously as Liline suddenly stood up from her chair. "Don't bother with the others, their probably too busy fucking each other anyway. I'll go."
The shorter woman blinked in surprise, she was expecting to be tasked with either going out herself or sending another deputy to do so. But this sudden change of heart from her Sheriff was unexpected. She hated these routine calls. Meanwhile Liline felt like her heart had leapt up into her throat, and the clouds opened up to let the sun shine on her face. If what Lyra was telling her about was the same boy from last night. Then she had her second shot within her grasp. "Are...are you sure Sheriff?"
Her dark eyes peered back down at her untouched box of donuts and the lack of attended to work papers.
She shrugged, "I've got nothing better to do anyway."
Valerie's Residence
"Wow, I must've worked him out." Valerie whispered as she sipped from her piping hot coffee mug, standing over Ian's still soundly asleep form. She knew it was pretty early so obviously he would still be out, but he had literally not moved from the position she laid him in. Aside from the soft, steady rise and fall of his chest with his breathing of course. She didn't need much sleep herself, having charged herself up plundering the boy's treasures late last night. But he must've been beyond exhausted from his time with her.
It gave a small swell of pride within her chest and a smug smirk upon her lips. Knowing that she had put him out for the night made her already decently sized ego grow a bit bigger. But she couldn't bask in the cuteness of her guest for that long, she needed to get going to prepare for him to wake up. Valerie's house wasn't exactly stocked for visitors, so she planned a quick grocery run to get Ian some food during his stay here.
Which would hopefully be a very long time.
She quickly dressed herself and finished off the coffee before darting out the door. The trip would have to be quick on the off chance he woke up while she was gone. She was pretty sure he wouldn't but you could never be too careful when it came to a fresh boy toy, "Especially with enough sexual energy and prowess to live off of for a billion years." She thought smiling and closing the door behind her.
What she didn't notice though, as she crossed the yard to her white Sedan, was a police cruiser parked about one hundred yards down the street. The same one that spotted her and Ian the night before, with the Sheriff herself waiting patiently inside. Liline watched Valerie climb into her car, start it up and back out of the drive way. Alone, no mystery boy in sight. Which left her to believe that she had foolishly left her prize unguarded in her house.
"Perfect." She whispered to no one in particular while she eyed the car coasting down the street, then turn left off onto the main road. She waited about thirty seconds before she shifted the gear into drive, and closed the distance between her vehicle and Valerie's residence. Her mouth was practically salivating at the idea of seeing that boy up close. And recalling that heavenly scent emanating off of him...fuck, she was getting hard just thinking about it. Her car pulled up into the drive way, tires quietly cracking tiny pebbles on the way up. She shifted the gear back into park and eagerly moved to unbuckle her seat belt, however the moment she reached down to do so, an unusual shift of movement in the yard caught her eye. On reflex she looked back up out her window, "...what the fuck?" Grimy hands, twisted dark and charred flesh. Their bodies squirming and convulsing in awkward misshapen spasms against Valerie's home. Out of practically nowhere, half a dozen of these miserable creatures were crawling about the garden bushes. Slapping their hands on the walls, some appearing to scratch at the building like a desperate dog or cat. Quiet pitiful whines choked from their malformed mouths while Liline looked on at them. She did a double take between them and the horizon. The sun was up, and it was bright outside, "Why in the fuck are they..." She didn't finish her sentence, and instead shook her head and left the comfort of her car. Immediately the creatures pawing at the house perked up, and craned their long turgid necks in her direction. "Fuck off! Get the Hell out of here! Fucking disgusting!" In sheer terror the monstrous entities flailed their bodies and scurried back through the bushes, crawling as quick as they could away from the Sherriff. She shook her head, "Fucking trash..."
Why would they be out here during the daytime? She didn't know, but her eager attitude immediately shifted to suspicion. Her dark eyes glanced between the household and the scattered dirt and grass where the creatures fled. They never came out this early.
Liline actually hesitated where she stood. Maybe they were attracted to the amazing smell coming from the boy? What if there were more of them inside? Was the boy okay? A lot of questions surfaced in her mind that caused her defensive and law-woman instinct kick in. Her hand for the first time in a long time, carefully reached over to touch the grip of her holstered gun.
It felt so good...
He could feel her buried so deep in him...
Her hefty balls in his mouth, he licked them, he wanted to mix up the cum inside, to make it nice and thick...
So many hands were all over him, so many feminine hands caressing his body, pinching his nipples, stroking along his ribs, tickling beneath his armpits, lips on his pelvis, lips on his ass cheeks...
The desire...
The want...
The need to make them feel good, in return for making him feel so good...It was amazing...
Incredible...
This had to be Heaven...
And then it was gone...
So many beautiful women loving him, disappeared. Like they were never there. Emptiness. Ian didn't have anyone...
Except for that one figure now standing before him...
A male...
Standing perfectly opposite of him. Unmoving, his face shadowed in darkness. Ian couldn't see him, he didn't have any idea who he was or what he wanted. But there was something glowing in his hand. held down low at his side...
The sound of a drip...
Voices...
The girls...they were crying...
He could hear them...
The figure dropped the object...
Ian managed to catch a glimpse of it, the bright red stone, hit the floor...
CLACK
Ian was suddenly very awake. His body jolted and he scrambled to catch himself, he was laying on a couch, and as he quickly scanned his surroundings he realized that he was in a place he had never seen before. He needed to take a moment in order to recall what had happened and where he was. His chest was heaving and his face felt very hot, but through the sudden awakened shock, he managed to remember what happened last night. Which would also explain why there was an achy soreness in his butt.
He could remember the woman. If he could call her that. The house was unfamiliar but the smell of what he believed was her perfume was still thick in the air. As he sat up, allowing the crumpled blanket on his waist to fall to the floor, the sweet tempting smell of her seemed to be lingering around him. Thankfully, she was nowhere in sight, but it still felt like her presence was heavy all around him. His eyes blinked a few times and searched around, a big flat screen TV set on a cedar chest was on the opposite side of the room and two doorways were on opposing walls. One leading to further inside the house while the other looked to be the entrance. He didn't know this place, but he quickly put two and two together and figured that the woman, Valerie, had brought him to her home.
A few strands of hair clung to his sweaty forehead, and as he brought his hand up to swipe them away, he felt a very intense heat emanating from the skin. Did he have a fever? The hand lingered there for a second, "Why would I have a fever? I know I...I was raped...by her but..." he tried to think but it was difficult to do. He had just woken up from another nightmare. He'd been having those a lot recently, but now he was back in the waking world and trying to deal with the current predicament he was in. Kidnapped, and in unfamiliar territory by a rapist shemale whom he was foolish enough to trust last night. He wanted to slap himself for giving in so easily, he could've fought harder. Maybe scrambled away, but instead he melted into her arms. "Why didn't I fight back?"
Suddenly there was some loud banging on the door, it was so out of the blue that Ian yelped and jumped back on the couch pulling his knees up to his chest."Shelter Sherriff's department, open up." He could hear the muffled voice beyond the door and his heart filled with a rush of hope. "This is Sheriff Liline, open the door."
The police! Maybe someone had witnessed what happened to him last night and called the cops, why didn't he think of going to the police last night first anyway? Instead of trusting a random stranger in the street.
Another few knocks at the door and Ian quickly jumped up, albeit a little too quickly as he suddenly felt his legs go a bit weak and jelly like and he was forced to recall what had happened to him last night. He definitely wasn't looking forward to trying to explain the circumstances to the cop but, he figured it was worth the humiliation. Better idea then just waiting for his assailant to appear from somewhere in the house and jump him again.
He clumsily darted to the door and grasped the handle, jerking it open with all his might. Feeling even more like a fool when he realized that he needed to unlock it first and nearly pulled his arm out of his socket. Rolling his eyes, he undid the latch and pulled the door open.
Liline could hear a rush of movement inside the home and didn't move her hand away from her weapon, she was still on edge after seeing the random Wretches above ground, but as the door swung free and her eyes fell on the small, sweaty, panicked looking boy in front of her, her worry melted away. "Well, well, well...he's much cuter up close."
Ian was met with a tall woman, long black hair which reached down past her shoulders with pale doll like flawless skin. She was taller than him, maybe about as tall as Valerie, perhaps taller. Her cop uniform was a light blue button up shirt with chest pockets and dark blue jeans. But speaking of chest, holy Hell was she busty. Ian's eyes did a swift once over of her form but stopped dead on her Goddess rack. They were contained under the shirt of course but the large swell in her chest did not lie, she was well endowed. One hand was on her hip near the holster on her belt holding all of her equipment, radio, cuffs, weapon, ammo, spray, baton, the whole enchilada. Her other hand was raised up as she was knocking on the door a moment ago. However it quickly transitioned from a knocking position to pushing down on her tinted sunglasses, moving them to the bridge of her perfect nose and peering at Ian more directly. Her eyes were dark, they almost looked black matching her hair from his lower angle.
"Hello there boy, do you live here?" She asked, already knowing the answer to that question but pretending to play coy. She looked over his obviously adrenaline fueled body. He was tiny compared to herself, but with a slim body that had slight curves in all the right places. Unfortunately his own smell seemed to be mixed with the scent of her sister. Valerie's scent was all over the boy, not making it unpleasant in any way. More like just annoying knowing that Valerie had gotten to him first and marked him. "Oh well, I'll remedy that shit."
Ian feverishly shook his head, "Um, no! No, no, I don't but thank God you're here! I need help. I...I was attacked last night! There's a woman, and she might still be here, I-"
She put up her hand to silence him, "Now, now calm down boy." She took a step back and curled her finger towards him. "Step outside, keep your hands where I can see them."
Without hesitation Ian followed her command, not raising his hands up but keeping them out in full site of her, "Yes ma'am. I'm sorry I just...you have no idea how happy I am to see you."
Liline watched him like a Hawke as he moved down the door step and out onto the front lawn, only sparing the interior of the house a quick side glance in case anyone else, or anything else was inside. "I can understand that. You're a very lucky guy we got the call when we did. You're in a very dangerous place right now." She reached into the house and pulled the door shut.
"What do you mean?" Ian asked.
"We received a call that the owner of this house, a miss Valerie kidnapped a young boy last night which I'm assuming that was you." He nodded, "Yeah well Valerie has been known to be a very dangerous woman. She's out of the house right now, so you should be thankful I showed up when I did. Who knows what else she could've done to you given more time." Ian felt a shiver at the thought, but was it a shiver from fear or... "Now I'm gonna need you to put your hands on the hood." Liline said gently nudging Ian in the direction of her vehicle.
He almost stumbled, it wasn't a hard push, but his legs still weren't at one hundred percent. "Oh...um, ok. Why?" He still complied with her command but wasn't sure why he needed to.
Liline on the other hand used this opportunity to drink in the site of his backside. She only saw it from a long distance last night, but now up close in personal. Fuck, this was gonna be a good day.
She didn't let it distract her too much though and stood directly behind his slightly bent over form. "I'm an officer of the law boy, I have to make sure you're not carrying anything that will hurt me." She then began patting the smaller body down, she started at the top of his shoulders, feeling along his sleeves and slim arms. Ian nodded seeming to buy her excuse to touch him. It wasn't a lie, she did need to make sure he had no weapons on him. But really, she just wanted to feel him up a little. Get a little idea of what the body she had fantasized about all night felt like. He wasn't printing that he had any sort of weapon, so she feigned her thorough search, peering down the back of his shirt to see the creamy flesh of his back. Followed by patting down his sides, the feminine curves he was sporting forced Liline to chew on her lip.
Fuck her pants were so constricting.
And speaking of pants, they were next. She started at his ankles and felt up them, not patting his legs but slowly snaking her hands up. "What's your name boy?" She asked, hoping to distract him from her movement.
"My name's Ian ma'am." He replied, still oblivious to her true intentions behind this pat down.
She didn't go too high up his slender legs, oh she wanted to, but that would be saved for later. She wanted him to feel like she was his rescuer, his savior. That would bring him to her and running away from her sister. She stood to her full height, satisfied enough for now with her search. "Well Ian, I'm Sherriff Liline. Now come on, let's get you out of here and somewhere safe." She placed her hand on the small of his back and started guiding him out of his position and over to the passenger side of her cruiser.
"Thank you so much Sheriff." He replied, looking up at her with his big blue, heart melting doe eyes.
"Silly, sweet boy..."
What followed afterwards was a drive of both sweet teasing tension and torture for Liline. Rolling the windows down didn't help as less and less of Valerie's scent remained clinging to Ian, but his own fresh smell of sex and innocence permeated the air in her car. Her hands squeezed the leather of her steering wheel in an iron grip while she tried to keep her cool. She was normally able to maintain her desire and give off a totally in control demeanor when it came to her own arousal. But something about this new boy in town. His delicious aura, his cute baby face, and lithe supple little body. It was giving her a raging rock hard boner.
He sat in the passenger seat while she drove the decent distance from Valerie's house to the police department. About a fifteen minute drive. He thanked her profusely for getting him out of there, and Liline assured him she was just doing her job. He also stated how cool it was being able to sit up in the front seat of a cop car, he'd been around police cruisers before but not like this. Such an innocent small smile of relief on his face made her fill with glee. He was so thankful that she had come to his rescue. Her headache from this morning completely gone from her mind under these new circumstances.
But part of her job would be questioning him about what happened the previous night, both for actual work purposes and also for her own knowledge. "I'm going to need to ask you a few things when we get to the station understand?" Ian shrank a bit at hearing that, "I'm gonna need to know everything that happened to you. For my report, got it?" And so that she would know how to top Valerie's performance as well. That he didn't look forward to, as he anticipated from before she would need to know all that transpired last night.
The filthy lewd acts of debauchery that took place, he balled up his fists in his lap to start kneading the fabric of his jeans. He could practically still feel her warm rod of girl meat, sliding up and down between his ass crack.
Immediately his legs squeezed tightly together and he quivered a bit in his seat. The images flashed in his mind, to him it happened only a few minutes ago. After they both came he passed out, then the next thing he knew he was awoken in her house. So the scene was still very fresh in his mind.
Valerie's long legs entangled in his own, her hair tickling the sides of his face as it dangled from her head down onto him. The feel of her lips against his own. Her clothed breasts pressing into his back. And her cock...
Ian clenched his eyes shut and tried to force the image from his mind, it was wrong, it was rape. He didn't want it and yet she forced herself on him. It didn't matter that she earned a physical reaction of pleasure from him. It still made it rape. It didn't matter that his dick was hard then...and it didn't matter that the thought of it made it hard now...
There was a sudden surge within the atmosphere of the car that Ian didn't seem to notice, but Liline did. A surge of excitement jolting through the air like an electric voltage that tingled her nerves. It mixed with his smell, and made it somehow even more intoxicating.
She gave him a sidelong glance and noticed his change in body language after telling him they were going to talk about what happened to him. He was excited, she could sense it, but he was trying to deny it.
Curious.
"Are you hungry?" She suddenly asked.
Shelter Sherriff's Department
Lyra simultaneously twirled a pencil between her fingers while chewing on a lock of blonde hair she was too lazy to tuck back into her ponytail. She was leaned back at her desk, staring blankly at her computer screen watching as her selection of porn played quietly on the screen. 'Housewives,' an old favorite of hers for it's Lesbian goodness, though she wasn't masturbating as she on occasion would. No one would care, being in the police department was a rather mundane job in Shelter. The crime rate in the town was at an all time low, the call this morning was the first call they'd had for several days. The officers in the department did have to find ways to pass the time while at this soul sucking job, doing two hours worth of work on an eight hour shift.
She watched the video casually rocking back and forth in her seat while the two full grown women 69'ed each other as if she was watching the news. It was hot, but nothing new. She'd watched this a thousand plus times, it was really just something to watch.
But at that moment she heard the front door of the department open up, and immediately drew in a sudden gasp of air, letting the aroma of innocence fill her airway. Liline, her boss had returned after a half an hour on the call. But she was not alone, under her arm she had what had to be the cutest, most adorable boy she had ever seen, cradling a cup in both hands and his pink lips slowly sucking on the straw coming out the top.
Lyra's mouth hung open and her pencil twirled out of her fingers and onto the floor.
"Right this way Ian sweetie, step into my office." Liline led the young boy through the lobby, but her eyes stayed locked on Lyra the whole time. "It's that door right there." She pointed to the room at the end of the hall.
"Mhmm." He nodded still happily sipping on his milkshake. Liline took him to an all day drive through she knew about close by, they went inside and he got the chance to use the bathroom in there while she bought him some breakfast. Ian eagerly accepted given the fact that he hadn't eaten since before his cab drive to the town. Breakfast milkshakes were certainly a new thing to him but he didn't question, it was yummy and he was nearly finished with it, hungrily slurping the fruity treat all down.
Liline had to do something on the way here to keep her concentration, being trapped in the confined space with the boy was sending such primal lustful thoughts through her mind that nearly drove her to stopping the car and ravishing him on the side of the road. She needed to play it cool, and she needed to play her cards right. Not like Valerie who clearly just went for it last night as he claimed that he was attacked. So she wanted to calm him, both to reassure him into a false sense of security, and to take her mind off the temptation sitting so close beside her. So she took his mind off of last night and instead brought it to another place of basic need, bought him the drink, and continued to explain that he was safe with her, and she would make sure he was taken care of. Just a few little white lies layered in-between to keep up the illusion that she wasn't going to do anything to harm him.
And she wouldn't hurt him...too bad...
He began walking down the hall past Lyra who was frozen in place, up until he disappeared from her sight. When he was down the hall she quickly attempted to stand up and abandon her desk to follow him, only to be immediately pushed back into her seat by her taller, stronger sister.
"Claws...off..." She said.
Lyra looked back between her and the hall where the boy went, eyes pleading. "But...but-"
"Mine..." Was all Liline said, her voice taking on a low echo laced with power as her eyes, no longer hidden behind the sunglasses briefly lit up with a dark purple glow.
The Sheriff's office was spacious, upon initially seeing the small exterior of the department Ian was half expecting the interior to match. But Liline's room was bigger than the entire front room of Valerie's house. He looked over the desk, there was a chair both behind it and in front of it. He assumed that's where they would be sitting for the questioning. Other than that he took a moment to look around and saw a small stack of papers which he couldn't read from his perspective as the text was upside down, and a computer also facing away on the desk. Two windows to his right, some metallic filing cabinets in the back and a ceiling lamp overhead.
Casually Ian went to lean over the front of the desk to peer at the other side of the computer, just curiously. He caught sight of what looked to be some type of pale body riding something, a horse maybe? Before he could lean further to get a closer look though he felt a hand on his shoulder pull him back, "Ah, ah, ah! Important stuff over there, not for citizens eyes." Liline said making sure he wouldn't be able to see her wallpaper background, she had her desktop set up to never go to sleep unless it was turned off so she knew her image was still there. Didn't want to spoil the surprise now right?
"Oh, I'm sorry Sherriff." He sheepishly replied.
Her hand went from his shoulder to gently brush her knuckle against his cheek, "Don't worry Ian, take a seat." She said before maneuvering back to close the door to her office, pulling the blinds down over the glass window in it, then moved around to the other side of the room to sit behind her desk. He followed her lead and sat as well while she leaned forward and tapped a few of the keys on her keyboard. Bringing up some unseen document before saying, "Okay, now here comes the part we talked about. I'm gonna have to ask you a series of questions Ian, and I want you to answer them honestly and to the best of your ability okay?"
"Okay..." Ian nodded, agreeing albeit not happy about it. He wanted to just sink back into his milkshake and forget again, unfortunately his cup made the stuttering sucking sounds of just air and a few last miniscule amounts of the dairy product. Signifying it had run empty and there was nothing to distract him with now, nothing to cool his still unusually warm temperature. He really felt so hot, especially being inside the confines of this office. His nervousness rose up in his belly, but he tried to remind himself he was in a police station. If anywhere was a safe place to be, it was here.
"It's just gonna be a few questions, I'll make it as painless as possible." More keys were pressed, "How old are you Ian?" She asked first.
He blinked, "...Eighteen." A little surprised that this was the first thing to be asked.
"Mmm...nice and young." Liline thought hitting the corresponding numbered keys. "Perfect to be momma's precious baby boy." She thought, "And...you were assaulted last night correct? By the woman Valerie?"
Ian's thighs suddenly rubbed together and he felt like the air got a bit warmer. "Y...yes...I was...attacked and..." He struggled to say the words, it wasn't his first forte into this type of awkward situation, but that didn't make it any less uncomfortable. "I was raped."
More clattering of her keys, "Okay, now that we have that statement out of the way. I'm gonna ask you some different questions, make it more bearable alright?" Ian nodded again. "You were out very late last night according to our anonymous tip, why is that?"
The boy had to think for a moment, searching his brain for the appropriate answer. But after the subject of his assault came up again last night, he found it difficult to concentrate. Every time he tried to form a sentence all he could picture in his mind was Valerie.
And her big thick cock.
"Uu-umm...I...just arrived in town last night."
Liline looked away from her screen and over to him, his face was beginning to flush. She could feel his heart beat from over here, it was picking up speed fast. The aura around him was rattled with nervous excitement. Almost like he didn't know whether to feel ashamed or aroused upon the mention of his violation. He was so innocent, and in such denial over the obvious pleasure a Sister was able to give him. His unsure nature and sweet smell continued to stir up Liline's loins. "So fucking cute...keep it together..." She spoke again, "And what brings you to Shelter Ian? Are you here for the Carnival?" She started typing an affirmative response, anticipating his answer of yes. Hell, the carnival was always the reason mortals came to Shel-
"No." He said, Liline's fingers froze, "I'm not here for the carnival. I didn't even know there was one until I got here." She looked over at him, clearly surprised. Ian seemed to be contemplating whether or not to continue speaking for a second, but after a few moments in silent thought, he seemed to make his decision. "I came here actually to find my parents." It felt as if a literal wave of thoughts impacted into Liline's head at once. Ian actually continued speaking for a few moments after he said this but Liline mostly tuned it out. Her dark eyes bore into his own blue ones. Bright blue, crystal pools that looked...very familiar. Very...very...familiar. "...that's why I booked the ride to get-"
Abruptly Liline stood from her seat, nearly knocking her chair to the floor behind her. A theory was coming together in her head, the Wretches, his scent, the family resemblance. His oblivious knowledge of the Carnival and Shelter's inhabitants. Her instincts quickly sprang into overdrive. Ian flinched back from her sudden movement.
In practically the blink of an eye she circled the desk again coming around over to his side, reaching over to lock the dead bolt on her office door. "Are you here for the carnival?" She asked again, but she sounded different now. She wasn't speaking softly or reassuringly like she was a minute ago."Wh-what?" He tried to ask, the Sheriff however completely turned a one eighty in her personality and swiftly rounded his seat again. Slapping her hands down on the arm rests and looming over him.
"Did you come here for the carnival!" She yelled in his face.
Ian jumped back in his seat, dropping the empty paper cup down to the floor. "No! No I swear!"
His face was then grabbed by her large but not unfeminine hand, grasping him by beneath his chin and holding him up slightly. Her face dipped down to be only about an inch or so away from his own. What was happening? She was so nice before? Why did she randomly seem to become enraged?
"Do you think that I'm stupid boy?" Her thumb traced along his quivering lips, the sudden shock of her hand grasping his face had flushed his cheeks even further. His eyes also appeared to already be getting glassy. "I know what brought you here, why else would such a cute little slutty boy like you be swaying that ass around in my town?"
He blinked completely surprised by the sudden insulting assumption, "What? No! I...I don't know what you're talking abo-GUCK!" He didn't get to finish as two of Liline's fingers were suddenly plunged into his open mouth. His eyes widened at the sudden intrusion.
"Sssshut up slut..." She sawed her fingers into the back of his petite throat roughly, causing horrible gagging sounds to erupt from his mouth. "I know why you're here, I know what you want." She stood up jabbing her digits in and out for a few more seconds before removing them from his mouth. A trail of drool being pulled with them. Ian retched with their withdrawal and watched as her hand then went to her equipment belt, "I know what you want..." She unclipped the belt with expertise and quickly tossed it away, then moved her hand to her zipper.
"Ugh, what are you talkin-" Again he stopped short, but this time it was not because she silenced him. It was because as her fingers tugged the opening in her pants to the side, he was met with a familiar site. A huge diamond hard cock flopped out of her pants, and bounced angrily in front of his face. Full thick nine clean shaven inches that caused his jaw to drop and his eyes to go wide as saucers. He felt like a girl in a porn movie with the shocked expression as the dick popped out of the guys pants. Only in this case, he was the tiny girl, and she was the big man. "There's no way...this...that's not-ahhmmm!" Liline silenced him, by grabbing a hold of the back of his hair and using her other hand to shove her girl meat forward. Stuffing it into his agape mouth.
"Ooooohhhh yeeeahhh..." Liline tilted her head back as she showed no mercy and quickly sank her shaft into his open lips as deep as it could go.
Ian quickly tried to rear his head away, and brought his arms up to try and push against her. In a similar fashion to Valerie however, Liline was strong, obscenely strong. He pushed and struggled against her with all his might, kicking his legs out and trying to grapple away. To no avail, she didn't budge an inch.
Liline pressed her hips forward pushing Ian into the back of the chair and sinking herself practically balls deep into his neck. Ian had never had anyone put their penis in his mouth before. Even last night with the woman Valerie. She didn't make him do this, and yet here he was now. Feeling the spongy tip of her circumcised cock running over his taste buds. The ridges and textures of the shaft filling out the warm small space inside, and it's salty, meaty taste and musky smell clogged his senses and throat pipe. He was sure it was going to be burned into his memory for good.
He was able to make out that partially obscured within the jeans was a concealed ballsack that was threatening to bulge out of her jeans. He didn't get a good look at their size until she shifted her hips just enough that they spilled out of the open space and plopped against his chin.
Holy shit, they were huge. Heavy, and thick.
"And full..."
Ian tried to shake his head free, "Mmmm! MMMMM!" He struggled, only seeming to encourage Liline further as she grinned down at him.
The Sherriff was reveling in his tight throat, it was so moist and warm. She continued to chew on her lip as her hips gyrated, making sure to coat her member in as much of the boy's saliva as possible. She didn't have a bottle of lube handy, so they would have to make do with what his tongue could provide. And since he wasn't too keen on using it appropriately, she would have to work his tongue for him and slather herself up.
"Mmm...c'mon slut...lick my cock...get it nice and wet." She rocked her hips, allowing the rod to saw in and out in the same manner that her fingers did before. Ian continued fighting her, unsuccessfully, but he was being a little rebel. "You know you love this bitch, don't try to deny it." There was suddenly a light slap to the side of Ian's face.
"MMMmm!" his squirming stopped for a second, clearly appalled by how she literally just gave him a slap. His eyes looking up at his new predator, grinning down at her prey.
Her girth filled out his mouth and pushed his jaw all the way open. Ian never in his life imagined he would be going through two sexual assaults in less than twenty four hours. But the she-cock delving into his throat every time Liline bucked seemed to speak for itself.
"Yes, we both know that you're a natural born cock sucker. I can see it in your eyes baby..." Her hips moved faster eliciting more 'gluck, glick, grrrk,' sounds from deep within his gullet. Pure music to her ears. She reclined her head back again, closing her eyes and relishing in the sweet sensations washing over her as he pitifully continued trying to break free. "You love cock. And I'm gonna prove it to you bitch."
Her shaft was withdrawn and Ian gasped for air, another several strands of the young boy's drool spilling from his sore lips. "Ahh!" He heaved, his face slick with sweat, and the temperature from his forehead seemed to be hotter than ever before. He was pulled by his shirt out of the seat as the bigger woman almost threw him forward and to her work desk. Ian quickly put his hands out to brace himself and ended up knocking over nearly all the papers and the keyboard to the computer. "HEL-ahh!" He tried to call out but his head was forced to the desk harshly, not painfully but forceful enough to stop the cry.
"Don't bother baby." Liline held down his head with one hand and reached down to retrieve her handcuffs from her belt. "You're in my department here, no one's gonna help you, and what the Sheriff says goes." She pulled the metallic manacles off her belt and quickly went to work snatching up the boys wrists. "And the Sheriff says, you have the right to remain..." She stopped, about to rattle off a cheeky Miranda rights to him for her own sick entertainment. But as she locked the first loop around own of his squirming hands she changed her mind, "Fuck that, I don't want you quiet. You have the right to moan for me slut." His shoulders thrashed trying to wrench away, "You also have the right to scream for me too. Hell be as noisy as you want, I'd love to see how jealous my deputies get about how I get to rail you." And he heard the second 'snick' as the steel cuff locked around his second wrists, binding his hands behind his back.
He shook his head again, "Stop! Please let me go, I won't tell anyone, I'll...I'll leave town, I'll do whatever you want please!" His bargaining fell on deaf ears it seemed as Liline went to work next on his pants, hastily tugging on the waistband and pulling them down his bent over form and quickly exposing his pale bare ass. It was heavenly, heart shaped and with an adorable little pucker that was begging to be filled.
She was pleasantly surprised to see his little boyhood tucked between his legs, a bead of precum juuust barely peaking out of the tip of his rigid prick. She grinned, "What a dirty little liar..." She roughly removed his pants entirely, pulling them inside out over his shoes but not removing those. "Oh what's that? You don't want this huh?" She grabbed a handful of his soft pillowy ass and gave it a good squeeze. "Then what's that cute little cock doing there?" She spoke in a mockingly sweet tone. She then stood up straight and leaned her hips forward propping her meat between his ass crack. He could feel the hot rod of flesh literally hot dogging his ass as it rubbed up and down. An all too familiar chill ran up his spine. "It looks pretty hard to me. So not only are you a cock loving butt slut," she delivered a quick slap to his behind. "You're a lying little butt slut!"
"No!" Ian defiantly shook his head, "Stop! I'm not a slut! Let me go!"
Liline leaned down and spit on his star, then let a glop of her own spit trail from her lips down to her girl meat. Using her fist to rub it in lubing her up for entry. Placing a hand on his back beneath his shirt and the other on her tip, she angled her cock to prod at his love hole. "Oh shut up and take it slut." She pressed in.
"AHH!" Ian cried out, "Stop! Stop! Stoooop! Pleeeeease!" His voice went shrill and ended off with a pleading whimper as she broke into his most sacred place. "Oh Goooood! Nooooo..."
"Ohhh God Yeeesss..." Liline hissed as her pelvis quickly sank against Ian's plush booty, her balls resting comfortably onto his own, nestling like two perfectly fit together puzzle pieces. She swiveled her hips and placed both palms face down on the desk on either side of Ian, relishing in the feel as his muscles caressed along her shaft. "Fuck that's good...oh it's better than I ever thought it would be." She chewed her lower lip, continuing to sensually sway her hips into his behind. Ian still occasionally thrashed on the desk, trying to wriggle away, but she was inside him now. He wasn't going anywhere.
The swivels eventually transitioned to bucking, and harder thrusts, rocking Ian's body against the wood. "Ahh, ahh, AHH! Please...ow! Stop iiiit..." He begged, "I don't...want...thiiiisss..." His words came out in fragments in between the sound of her flesh slapping against his own. Her pelvis clapping into his bubble butt echoing throughout the room. "What's wrong with this town!? Ahhh!"
"Oh don't act like you don't want it slut..." Liline lifted one of her legs up and mounted it on the desk resting the arch of her black boot onto the edge, showing off her flexibility as the desk was about midsection high on her. But this gave her a better angle to thrust a bit deeper. She could feel his arousal, she knew he was liking this. Mostly. She knew that she was being a little rough but, after questioning him earlier, it all made sense. Why he turned her on so much, why she wanted to fill him with gallons and gallons of her sperm. She knew what he was, and knew that he could take it. And she knew he would enjoy it as well.
On Ian's end, he wasn't lying when he wanted her to stop, the invasion of his rectum did hurt. At...at first...but now.
"Why...why do I..." He could feel his cock swaying below his now spread apart legs. Liline didn't spread them, he did. And through his face down position he could see a thick string of precum dancing off the tip of his cock. Before breaking off and dropping to the floor with the force of their movement. it was against his will, he didn't know what was going on in this town, how he managed to encounter two women with big dicks and rapist tendencies, but he was being raped again. And he wanted it to stop.
But that didn't stop the sinful surge of pleasure in his balls to the tip of his dick from happening every time she thrust in.
Her shape spread open his anal cavity so much, but not in an unbearable way. It was almost...pleasant. Like a delightful full feeling that gave him a thrilling rush every time she hit a spot inside him at a certain angle.
Liline grit her teeth and thrust harder, her own vocalization of enjoyment was much more enthusiastic then Ian's. She grunted low and chesty sounds, loving the animalistic satiation of the urges that began to build up the night before. She pulled out until just the tip was in, then shoved it back, making sure every inch of her rod got an equal amount of boy booty. But she wasn't done yet, she wanted to get him to admit that he liked it. She could feel it in the way his heart skipped a beat when she talked dirty, when she called him a slut. When she mounted him. She knew he liked it, but he was playing hard to get. And she loved to play with her prey.
She jerked her cock free from his tight little love hole, enjoying at how it gaped to perfectly match her size before quickly reclosing and tightening up again, like a good whore hole should. "Ooowww..." Ian felt a little sting from the abrupt full removal of herself from his guts, but didn't have a lot of time to recuperate as he was pulled up by his shirt again off the desk, only to be forced back down to the floor. This time on his knees with the Sheriff standing before him and in front of the desk. His hair in one hand, and her monster in the other.
"Suck my cock boy..." She commanded slowly holding it up to Ian's lips again.
Ian tried to move his head away only to have it tugged back by his hair, "No!" Again he tried to defy her, in response she literally used her cock to slap him. Beating it against his face with a 'whudd, whudd, whudd,' sound. he squeezed his eyes shut again moaning in feigned disgust as she rubbed it over his soft features. He still couldn't make sense as to why this wasn't actually disgusting him, it made him feel...slutty...sexy... "Ss...stop it!" Another playful slap to his face, this time with her hand.
She tugged his hair back hard this time, craning his head up to look at her. "You're gonna suck me off now slut, or I'm gonna make you wish you did. Understand!" She yelled the last word, the sudden jump in volume cutting through the air and making the boy flinch. Her teeth were bared down at him, and he could swear it looked almost like she had fangs. "Now...suck...my...cock..." She stuck her shaft in his face again, the tip pressing squarely against his adorable lips. Again the faintest hint of tears began to swell up in Ian's eyes that almost tugged at Liline's heart strings...Almost. Ian's fists clenched and unclenched behind his back nervously, he felt so helpless. After a few silent seconds of debate in his head, he timidly opened his mouth again and gingerly eased his head forward to accept her cock into his unwilling cavern. Ian was scared by her obvious aggression, at least Valerie had been more...persuasive in her advancements. Liline was much more intimidating, however she awarded him with a smile and a "Good boy...see was that so hard? Now keep being good. Clean your ass off mommy's cock, and I'll give you another creamy treat."
That was the moment he just realized where her cock had been a moment ago. "I'm tasting myself again..." He thought grimly, however as it was last night when he first got the taste of it. It wasn't bad. Especially now mixed with the thick taste of her rigid flesh, it was yummy. Very yummy, he almost thought it was better than the milkshake.
"Good boy baby, suck mommy's cock nice and deep." Ian slowly bobbed his head ashamed, both for enjoying the taste, and for secretly enjoying the circumstances. There was something about the way she ruled over him right now. Hands on her hips, with him on his knees servicing her. Something about the situation made him feel tingly, his toes curled in his shoes and his cute prick bounced excitedly. Liline slowly stroked Ian's hair, "That's it darling, make mommy feel good. Suck...suck...suck..." She encouraged him quietly, stroking from his hair to down along his blushing cheek again tilting her head back. "Uuuhhhh..." She moaned out, and Ian couldn't help it. Hearing her moan filled with pleasure that he was giving her. It was fucking hot, he had to admit that.
He sucked harder on her huge pole, he was beginning to realize why the term was called a blow 'job.' Not an easy task for someone as inexperienced as himself. He tried to twist his head left and right to suck around the base better, the tip pushed out on his cheek and pressed into his smooth interior. He wished he had his hands to help him, both because it would make it easier to work her meat, but also because he secretly wanted to feel ho heavy her balls were. He wanted to get an idea of how filled with jizz they were, if they were as full as they looked then he would have quite the meal waiting for him inside.
At this moment those very same balls seemed to begin to feel the weight of the load of cum they contained, and the need to deposit it suddenly became unbearable in the flash of a second. Liline almost jumped at the surprising intense sensation that nearly brought her to climax right then. "Aaah!" She yelped and quickly put her hand on Ian's head to push him off. His lips made a 'pop' sound as they were abruptly removed off her tip. Her cock pulsed, throbbing painfully hard. She shut her eyes for a second as waves and waves of what she knew was his aura radiated off of him and invaded her own. She was drinking in his essence and it felt...amazing.
Her eyes opened, but no longer were they black. They were glowing. A bright purple ominous glow that Ian had full sight of, her teeth still bared suddenly sharpened. he watched as her k-9's lengthened and became even pointier.
Fear suddenly swallowed Ian's mind, "What...what?" She was on him in an instant. "AHH!" He screamed as the Sheriff quickly scooped up Ian from his lower back and plopped him down on the floor thankfully not hitting his head but landing roughly on his back, raising up his behind and legs so his butt was facing the ceiling and his legs dangled over his torso.
Liline loved this position, and if she was going to explode, it was going to be like this.
The boy was upside down, his own cock pointing straight at his face as the taller woman stood menacingly over him, his legs helplessly bending and swaying in the air. Her cock also aimed straight at his vulnerable butt hole. "Wait!" She shoved it back in.
"Fuuuck..." Her voice, something was wrong with it, another voice echoed behind it. Another womanly one, but somehow otherworldly sounding. "Fucking take mommy's cock slut. Be a good little cock whore for me..." Her breathing came out thick and ragged as she rose and dropped her body onto his from above, drilling into his unprotected ass hard.
"Aaahh! AAhaaa! Noo! Please!" Ian begged her, "Uhhh! Uuuuuhhh! OOOHHoooohhh fuck!" He cried out, her pounding was almost painful, especially from this awkward angle, and his arms were still cuffed and on the floor behind him. He had no way to resist as she abused his prostate, milking it for all it had. His poor little boyhood bounced in addition with their vicious coitus. Throbbing, filled with want, the desire to release, his grape sized testicles desperate to spill their puny load. Ian wanted to cum. He could feel it so close, and right there. But he wouldn't, he wouldn't admit that he liked this. He couldn't let her know he was getting enjoyment from this vile treatment. Whatever she was, he wouldn't let her win.
Of course she already knew, but that didn't make her want him to admit it any less. So she gripped onto the back of his spread eagle, pale thighs. Letting her revealed claws dig in just a little bit to give a delicious sting, "You love this don't you, you whore. You're such a butt slut...filthy cock whore."
Ian still defiantly shook his head, "No...no...I'm-" Her hand suddenly grabbed him by his chin again.
"YES YOU ARE!" Her thrusts got harder somehow, her balls slapping into his ass cheeks hard enough that it had to be painful for her. But it caused her cock head to punch Ian's tummy hard enough to get him to let out a high pitched girlish moan. "You love cock...you crave it...and you're going to say it now..."It was so demeaning, it was so wrong. Ian shook his head again, pleading eyes. But couldn't say the word no again. His dick was practically crying out a river of precum, it was dripping all over his bunched up shirt and exposed chest. This was the dirtiest he had ever felt, and the sexiest.
"You love mommy's cock, you want it. You want cock up your ass all day everyday, you need it don't you slut?" Her clawed finger briefly dipped into his panting mouth, practically on pure reflex, Ian closed his lips around it and sucked on the digit. "Cock is what you crave. Cock, not pussy ever understand?" Tears began to spill from the poor boy's eyes, it was so good...so good...he shook his head again. This time not in defiance, but silently begging her. BEGGING her mentally to not make him say it, he didn't want to, but the need was rising, the need to submit. Let her win, give up. He wanted to..."You want cock." He wanted... "You love it!" He loved... "Understand! Cock! Say it!" She demanded, Ian was on the verge of bursting right there. "SAY IT!"
"FUUUCK I LOVE COCK!" Ian cried out at the top of his lungs, his mind was saying no over and over, wanting more than anything for this to be over. But he couldn't resist, his body was head over heels in love with the rough domination. It wanted it, it wanted to be humiliated, talked down to, and fucked by whatever this woman was. It was so incredible. "YES! YES FUCK ME PLEASE!"
Liline stood back up with a satisfied smirk. "Good little slut..." She used her claws to reach at the center of her buttoned up shirt and ripped it open in both directions. It was getting hot in here and the two layers was constricting. She didn't remove the white tank top beneath, but he tore the outer shirt open, letting the buttons fly off and clatter down to the floor. "now...why don't you cum for me? Let mommy's cock take you there baby. Cum all over your pretty little face for me while I fill you up. Spew all your pathetic cum on yourself, and I'll give you my load you cum hungry little butt slut."
Ian nodded hastily, "Yes! Yes mommy! Oh please make me cum!" Any defiance he had was gone, his mind was blank, only pure primal desire was left. And it wanted all of that cock cream. Liline took hold of his ankles as his legs began to tense out and go stiff as boards in the air, Ian had no idea he was this flexible. Her own body still pounding downward railing into his sweet boy butt. The delicious naughty experience taking her to the brink as well. "Yesyesyesyes! Makemecum! Makemecum! Please! Please! Please!" His sentences got higher and higher as he felt the boiling point rise up within him until he took in one final breathless gasp, "...oooOOOOOHHHHHH!" His mouth formed a perfect 'O' face as his cute prick spasmodically twitched and shot forth his milky white strands of jizz, splattering both onto his shirt and all over his sweaty face. he felt a large amount of the white ropes jet into his mouth, and again without thinking, his tongue darted out to try and catch as much of it as possible. Liline's eyes were wild with delight and a huge sadistic open mouth smile on her face, she started laughing at her newly conquered boy toy. His broken and deliriously happy, tongue out smile was a sight that would live on in her memory forever.
That is until her own climax finally reached it's pinnacle. "FUUUCK!" Liline shouted out in an almost roar like cry, her huge balls pulsed out their thick heavy load up her cock pipe and dumped it all deep into Ian's bowels. His belly quickly filling up once again with demonic seed. Heating his tummy up to a sweltering degree, an oh so sexy feeling. His lust induced loopy smile grew upon feeling it all, her lust pooling into his stomach. She gave him so much...so much cum for him...such a big reward...he was such a lucky boy...
But she didn't stop.
Her baby making batter flowed out of her as she pumped the boy with shot after shot of it until his eyes began to roll back. he couldn't think anymore and from this upside down angle the blood was rushing to his head. But she kept pounding, kept fucking him. Cum covering his face, his cock still twitching with aftermath pulses of pleasure. And his ass still being filled. Liline growled and tilted her head back again. Gripping his ankles tightly and fucking him like a sex doll.
Her hair was getting wild and she shook her head in a wild lust induced frenzy. Her pupils slitting and becoming to bright purple cat eyes as her claws elongated even further, her hips plowed down with blurring speed.
The last thing he saw as he faded from consciousness, was her bright glowing purple demonic eyes. He was out again, but Liline was not done.
Her nature was in full control of her now, and this boy's booty was far too tight to quit now. "Oooohhh baby..." She spoke as she leaned down and scooped the limp boy up into her lap and continued thrusting up into his unmoving form, "We're gonna have such a fun life together..."