"Don't look back, don't look back!" Ian's mind raced as he booked it through the bushes surrounding the clinic.
CLACK
His eyes flew open, only a few minutes ago, it felt as if he'd woken from a very unsound sleep inside the building. He was face down on the cool floor, naked with a warm nude body laying against him with its arm draped over his shoulders, and a flaccid shaft of girl meat still snugly tucked away in his bottom. There were muffled female voices speaking down the hall, too far for him to make out what they were saying. Groggily he picked his head up and tried to roll over onto his back, however the unconscious woman laying sprawled up on top of him made the shifting movement awkward and uncomfortable. Made even more so by the sudden 'pop' coming from his ass, waking the boy up by the immediate jolt.
"Oh! Geez..." Ian sat bolt upright feeling the pinch between his cheeks, and looked over at the nurse's out cold form. A content, relaxed smile on her face and her spent cock laying out along her thigh having been released from the comfortable heat of his rectum. The memories than began flooding back to him of the intense, wild fucking he just had with this hot, cock toting girl before him and the older doctor. She was nowhere in sight, but he could vaguely recognize one of the voices in the distance as hers. "What the fuck..." He breathed out, no longer even remotely tired. In fact, he felt awake, very awake. Energized even. So much so that he got to his feet, his legs didn't wobble, they felt fine. And there was no painful soreness in his butt like there once had been when he was first assaulted by Valerie. Instead there was almost a strange empty feeling, like it missed having something stuffed up there. He glanced around the examination room and spotted a neat pile of his clothing in the corner. Quickly he moved over to it and gathered the garments into his arms, his heart pounding a mile a minute. "I gotta get out of here, I gotta-" His eyes found the open window.
Now here he was, hopping on one foot as he forced the other into his converse sneaker. "Come on you...piece of..." He gritted his teeth until the shoe finally seemed to set into place, he stomped it a few times to be sure, then resumed his high-speed run. The second he saw the open window he didn't even hesitate, he leapt for it pushing the screen out and climbing down onto the soft soil outside. Thankfully the clinic was a one floor building, so he didn't have to make any high jumps. Ian then tried to throw his pants on but as he pulled them up, he noticed the long purple tail with the spear tip point casually whipping about behind him. Along with the pair of matching bat like wings coming out of his shoulders, it was then that he finally considered the glass window to see his reflection inside. "What the..."
Tiny little horns poking from his forehead, and wings long enough to wrap almost entirely around his body. His brown eyes scanned over the half-naked image of himself, what was happening to him? What was wrong with this town!?
He didn't know, but he didn't hang around to find out.
So, he hightailed it, throwing the shirt over his head, Ian ran as fast and as far as his little legs could go. Trying to get as far away from the cavalcade of rapist women waiting for him back in the clinic.
Meanwhile back inside, Liline immediately burst into action after discovering that her boy toy had gone missing. She actually kicked the nurse lying unconscious awake and proceeded to cuss the two medical professionals out. They literally left a vulnerable and confused boy alone after giving him a hard dicking, and judging by the broken screen near the window. It was obvious that he probably fled the premises in terror.
She radioed back to the station after feeling satisfied with the amount of times she had spat the words, 'cunt, sluts, bitches, and idiots' and retreated back to her cruiser. Now knowing what she knew about him, he had become more valuable to her than even before. She wanted him to herself of course, but he was a half blood. The sisters of Shelter were going to smell him all over the place regardless of where he hid. It was dangerous for him to be out there alone and unprotected. Liline knew that he could definitely take a pounding, but if the wrong group of people got their hands on him.
He would be in for a long wild ride on many hard cocks.
Liline called in an immediate search for the missing human and sped away from the clinic to also search on her own. Valerie too bolted out of the building to her car, feeling incredibly irked at the whole situation.
Seriously did the term finders keepers mean nothing anymore? She found him before anyone else did, and now all of these bitches were taking turns on her lost little pup. So, she darted to her own vehicle and quickly started it up, it was going to be a wild goose chase right now. She knew Liline would have the entire police force searching for him, so now just pegged the big question.
Who would find him first?
Hours Later
Blue and red sirens still sounded off in the streets of the now awake and alive town of Shelter.
To the casual individual, the day progressed like any other, nothing out of the ordinary at all. Except of course for a strange sweet smell that permeated the air around the women in the streets. None of them could track the immediate source, but they all agreed that something smelled really fucking good. And of course, something had the police force going bat shit crazy. Coppers were driving around non-stop all day, occasionally stopping to question a few of the bystanders about a missing individual who may be hurt or lost. Sometimes stopping to look more closely around one of the parks or alleyways but all seemed to come up empty handed.
Thankfully to Ian's relief he watched another disappointed police woman step back into her car and drive off to begin searching again. He watched from a tiny spot between two bushes in a large gathering of greenery and shrubs nearby an old abandoned store that had some overgrowth to it. The building looked like it had once been used as a gas station, but apparently there wasn't a need for many gas stations in this town. Very few of the cars he saw were civilian vehicles, the rest were police cruisers. It seemed that walking was the favored type of transportation in Shelter despite the people having access to cars.
And by people...he meant women. Nothing but women...holy shit there was a lot of women!
During his entire stealthy adventure of hiding from his pursuers, he took note that he didn't spot a single man as more and more people poured out of the various vintage homes and buildings. Just beautiful girls of all shapes and sizes going about their lives.
"How can this be happening?" He whispered to nobody in particular. "What is going on with this town?" He leaned back away from the opening and let the branches naturally close back up obscuring his face, then plopped onto his rear. He needed to get out of here, if his experience with these girls was worth anything, it was to ward him away from interacting with any more of these passing 'bystanders'. Because odds were, he didn't just get unlucky and encountered four shemale women in a row. Odds were the entire population of this place had weapons of anal destruction hidden between their legs.
His asshole quivered at the thought of it. If all of them had dicks, what was going to happen to him if he was caught? Would they all rape him? He recalled the population tag on the sign they passed on the way into the town. Population 1,012.
"1,012 cocks..." He thought bleakly, his heart thumping hard. If every single member of the population was a girl with a penis, and he was caught. Would each of them take a turn on him? Line up like a train and just one after the other take him against his will? Ian closed his eyes at the image of it, being strapped down to a chair that splayed open his legs wide as the women stuck their rigid members into him, dropping load after load into his butt. Cumming all over him, forcing him to... "STOP!" Ian slapped himself. Several times in his forehead, pricking the palm of his hand on one of those damn tiny horns. This wasn't natural, Ian didn't think like this, obviously something was happening. Was this town cursing him? Was he becoming a monster?
So many questions and not one answer.
He needed to run. But where? Where could he go that he wouldn't eventually be found? The road out of the town was a long open area with no cover, and he tried that already. With his minor experience of wandering around the town on his first night here, he could vaguely remember some of the town's layout. His first idea was to flee, the natural fight or flight instincts telling him to just book it away from this fucked up place. Apparently though the Sherriff had anticipated this move and when he eventually found the correct street, creeping through many back alleys and side roads as possible, he saw a placed road block at the entry road that didn't look like it would be going anywhere anytime soon.
Of course, he could try to sneak by it during the night, but they would have spot lights and flash lights. Plus, even if they didn't spot him, there was a long empty road beyond it. No city or town for miles and miles. This place was practically a pin sized dot on a map. Nothing was nearby, he'd be walking out in the middle of nowhere hoping for a good Samaritan to drive by and give him a lift. Or he could try and steal one of the unused cars available, but he didn't know how to hot wire. And he wasn't sure if he'd want to get close enough to one of these women to swipe their car keys.
Ian was trapped, and he didn't know what to do.
For a long time he sat there in the bushes, hearing the many sirens still sounding off around him. This search was quickly becoming a town wide event, there was no way he wouldn't be found at some point.
"Come on Ian...you've been through stuff like this before." He said quietly, recalling the many times he had to hide from pursuers. Only back then it was in his own home, and help was a 911 call away. This time he was in an unknown land, and 911 was the one looking for him. "Think, think..." He closed his eyes again, this time trying to clear his head. "You're never helpless..." The words he liked to live by in times of crisis. "There's got to be something that can help me." He thought about his suitcase he brought with him. Inside it was his pepper spray, along with his clothes, and the remainder of his money. Where did he leave it? He had it during his walk when he first met Valerie. He had it at the Library. "The Library!" His eyelids shot open as the realization hit him, he set his suitcase next to the side door to the building. And had forgotten about it when Valerie jumped on him.
With any luck, maybe it was still there. It wasn't much, but it had new fresh clothes and a means of self-defense in it. And right now, that was something that he could work with. He didn't know the town by heart, but he knew which way he needed to go to get back there.
He sat back up on his haunches and peered back through the bushes. The sirens sounded distant enough for him to begin moving again, but there were still some wandering ladies in the area. He waited for them to clear out enough for him to take off once again in the direction he remembered taking his first night here.
Melody's Miscellanea/Shelter Library
"So that's what it's called." Ian said staring up at the familiar silver building. Being quick on his feet, he made swift work of traversing the streets and got to the library within the same hour. The big dome shaped building however looked almost the exact same as it did when he arrived the night before.
Deserted.
The parking lot didn't have a single car occupying it, and there were no customers or visitors, or employees or anything around. The front of the building was plate glass, Ian could see right inside the main lobby and it too was vacant. "Maybe the place is empty. And that girl Valerie just made up that it's actually running to get me in a less public place." It seemed feasible, after all no one in this place had been entirely truthful with him thus far. So with a shake of his head he maneuvered around to the side of the building where the fire entrance was. Only to be disappointed as he rounded the corner to see the staircase where Valerie had taken him. But his bag was gone. "Damn it, should've known." She had probably taken it along with him. He didn't remember seeing it when he woke up in her house so odds were if it wasn't there, it had to have been just stolen by a random vagrant.
Ian sighed and decided to look on the inside of the building from this entrance. Maybe instead of taking it she just kicked it in there, out of site out of mind type of solution. Besides, the place looked abandoned anyway.
And it was at that moment a new idea clicked in his noggin as he reached for the door handle.
He waited there for a minute, just standing and quietly listening.
The police sirens were distant, and stayed that way never seeming to get closer at least for the time being. He glanced around and didn't see any of the women from before wandering around. The entire area seemed to be devoid of life.
Was this place forbidden? Or off limits to civilians? Or maybe just no one came around to check it out.
If this was true, then maybe this would make a good hiding spot for him while he collected his baring's and figured out what to do next.
So with this in mind Ian quickly gave the area around him one last quick glance before diving into the stairwell before him and shutting the door. The fact that it was still unlocked only served to reinforce his theory that no one came around here, or at least no one cared if anyone broke in. The room was pitch black save for the afternoon sunlight peaking in through the cracks of the metal door, his eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the sudden blackness until he could make out the grey outlines of a hand rail and steps leading both up and down. He felt around partially blind for the first few seconds trying to locate the possible bag of belongings, getting down on his hands and knees to crawl and feel along the floor searching, only to come up empty handed.
He cursed under his breath again, the hope he had for any sort of aid in this situation vanishing just as quickly as it had come. However, while he was sifting around in the dark, his eyes took note of an additional source of light that he hadn't noticed his first time here for obvious reasons.
Down the steps he could make out another doorway, directly at the bottom of the stairs.
Ian tilted his head, there was writing on the door that seemed to glow with an eerie red light, almost giving off the impression of an 'Exit' sign. But it didn't read exit, instead the writing read, 'Forbidden Section.'
"What?" The boy whispered, now more curious than ever before. There were no lights on inside the room so he assumed that nobody was in there but still, how many libraries had a room called forbidden section? Ian stood and continued to stare at the mysterious doorway, and his brain began to wander with the possibilities of what was beyond it.
His original first intention when he arrived here was to seek out further information about his family. It had been his mission for as long as he could remember to delve into the secrets of his past that all seemed to connect to this one town. Hence why he was so stupidly lulled into a false sense of security at the idea of being able to find the information he needed. But now, no one else as here. And he didn't exactly have anything better to do except run and hide.
Casually Ian looked over towards the entrance he entered from, as if somebody might be watching him. "Well...might as well make the best of a bad situation." he thought looking back at the downstairs door and beginning to descend the steps. He'd already been raped by several dick girls, what was the worst that could happen to him now? He gets raped again?
...well...
He shook his head and determinedly stomped down the last few steps of the staircase and unceremoniously burst open the forbidden door.
Suddenly a flash of bright white light illuminated the room causing him to immediately shut his eyes on reflex as the pain of the brightness hit him. He blinked and squinted his eyes to try and look around the newly discovered area to find...
It was just a room.
A reading room to be exact. Ian blinked a few more times to focus better, but all he saw in this small maybe ten feet by twelve-foot space, a bookshelf on the left and right walls, an armchair and side table in the far corner, and a few shelves bolted into the walls with numerous bound scrolls laying across them.
"Scrolls?" He said, eyes still trying to adjust to the light. He looked around for a light switch but didn't find one. It seemed that this rooms light was tied to some other means of activation. But didn't pay it too much attention as he was still baffled by the odd stacks of rolled up thick papers around the room, not only that, but as he took some cautious steps inside, he took note that the books didn't look like ordinary books either. They looked much older, more like tomes then regular novels.
Rubbing his eyes one last time he approached one of the shelves. Along the binding of the books there were several insignias seeming to be imprinted onto the materials and covers. Nearly all of them were of various Goddess like female entities, dominating smaller and weaker looking males. Straddling their prone naked bodies, riding them doggy style with chains latched around their necks like collars. One of the book covers even had a single poor male entity completely swarmed by female ones, every female equipped with a huge hard cock climbing all over him. One sat on the front of his shoulders with her legs wrapped around the back of his neck forcing her meat down his throat. Another was kneeling behind him and appeared to be toying with his rear, while another was laying prone in front of his pelvis, her lower legs kicked up in a playful manner as she pulled on his balls teasingly. The other women surrounding him all jerked their cocks seeming to be waiting for their turn.
Ian shivered, he wasn't sure but it seemed like he found some type of archive room. And this thought made him almost afraid to pick up a book. But he swallowed the strange emotions the images tried to stir within him and eventually selected the least raunchy looking tome he could find.
This one had a different looking cover on it, bound in strong leather, an image of a town surrounded by some type of field was shown. Along with the silhouette of a man with long bat like wings protruding out his sides, and beneath the town was the image of a small house just below a fantastic festival was imprinted. The whole thing sealed with a red wax.
Being the only book in here that didn't seem to want to compete for dirtiest cover, Ian felt it was a good place to start and broke the seal on the side to open up the book. Its pages crinkled and made soft sounds of settling as if it hadn't been opened for a very long time. It was strange, the text didn't feel like it was written in English. He couldn't explain why, it just didn't read right. But somehow, he could translate it as if it was written out perfectly in readable words.
"Be clever, be allure, be all that thou can tempt with. For in exchange you are given Shelter here." He read quietly the first line of text, followed by the next after that. And continued on in silence.
His mind opened, it was as if a million-piece puzzle just fell into his lap and began to assemble itself before him. This tome went on to describe, although vaguely, some of the answers to the many questions Ian had. The population of nothing but women, the sweet-smelling fragrance all of them had, their gorgeous bodies and sensuality, their amazing skill with their cocks and the whole reason they had them in the first place. Plus, the glowing eyes the Sherriff had. It all made sense now.
He thought that he was raped by shemales, or transwomen, but in truth he was not. He was attacked by something...otherworldly.
Ian was raped by the Succubus.
He stared at the images scrawled across the pages. Beautiful womanly bodies, large winged creatures, the picture of lust and temptation. This town was their home. Someone called the 'Cursed King' built this town long ago as a world hidden from the realm of mortals. A shielded world where they could roam freely everywhere except one place in particular called the 'door to Nod, where they were not allowed to tread. A veil was placed over the town to prevent anyone from finding it, unless one of the Succubi, referred to in the book as the 'Sisters' lured a mortal soul to their realm to feast on the essence of them. By that, he figured it meant their souls.
But if all of this was true, how did he manage to come here? As he read further, only more questions surfaced in his mind. If no mortal could set foot in this 'protected haven for Succubi then how in the-
His tail suddenly twitched.
The sudden foreign muscle movement startled Ian at the randomness of it. He turned around to look over at it, he nearly had forgotten the damn thing was still there as he'd been so focused on self-preservation all day. The weight of a realization suddenly began to press down on him at the same time, the horns, the wings. The similar visage between both him and the Succubi in the books.
"Does...does that mean I'm..."
"What do we have here?" A calm feminine voice sang out behind him causing Ian to drop the book in his arms and whirl around to track the sound. It was attached to a slender but curvy woman, dressed in a white button up blouse and black mini skirt. Below that she wore black thigh high stockings and matching high heeled shoes. Like many of the other women in this apparently magical town, she had very pretty features, oval shaped face with a slight smirk as brown glasses covered eyes stared Ian down with a sultry gaze. Black hair tied up in a neat bun with what looked to be a silk black ribbon. "Can I help you sweetie?"
"Fuuuuuuck..." Was the first thought that came to Ian's mind, he thought that there was nobody here. Where did she come from?
She stood leaning against the door frame with her arms folded, perking up the big pair of twins concealed under her shirt. One leg crossed over the other in an expectant 'you're caught' stance. "Too smart to just check a book out the old-fashioned way huh? Have to sneak into my library and break into the one room no one's allowed to be in? You adorable little rebel." She teased him. Her voice was sweet, but Ian didn't buy it for a second. He was sure beneath that playful façade was another rabid horny tiger just waiting to pounce on him, the cornered gazelle.
"I... I didn't think this place was open..." He said trying to not sound afraid, but he felt his rear tense up a bit at the site of another female before him.
The girl tilted her head, "Sweetie, my library is always open." With that Ian managed to put two and two together. According to the title written above the main entrance, 'Melody's Miscellanea' if she owned the place, then this was probably Melody. "If you wanted a book so bad all you had to do was ask." She shook her head, "But instead you try to steal from me." Her tongue clicked, "No, no, no, no dummy. Now I'll have to call the police on you."
Panic swelled up in Ian's chest, "Wait! Wait, you don't have to do this! I swear I just thought the place was abandoned, I'm not gonna take the book okay? I just wanted a place to hold out in for a little bit!"
"And why would you need to do that?" Her head tilted again this time the other way. Ian hesitated, "Ohhh that's right..." her voice almost sounded condescendingly sweet now, as if she was talking dumb to him. She pushed off of the door frame and started slowly approaching him. "Word travel's pretty quickly around this town. You see, there's this boy on the loose in Shelter. Cute, black hair, big blue heart melting eyes, and an ass that could blow your mind just as fast as it could blow your load..." The floor was carpeted but he could swear that the click of her heels seemed to echo in the small room. He stepped back in synchronization with her advances. "Seems like you're in some trouble baby boy."
She stopped walking when she made it about half way into the room, just in time for Ian's back to touch the wall. "Oh come on, not again!" He thought looking around the room just in case he happened to miss a second entrance or window. Any possible exit route he may have overlooked.
There was none, one way in, one way out.
"Well..." She started again after the temporary pause between the two. "I suppose it's the right thing to do." She reached into her breast pocket, pretending like she was about to pull her cell phone. Although there wasn't one actually there. When she felt the Forbidden Door being opened despite being sealed with an Arcane lock, she rushed downstairs leaving her phone upstairs. Only to stumble upon this delicate tender morsel that the entire town police were searching for.
Ian panicked again, "Wait! Please! Please don't call the police, please just...just listen!" He fumbled over his words while she stared at him. The same tormenting smirk adorning her lips. his options felt like they were dwindling fast. If she called the Sherriff he'd be back in the hands of even more rapists. Far more than he could ever hope to handle. But here...there was just one.
He eyed her up and down quickly. She was very attractive, rocking the whole 'sexy librarian' look. Based on what he had read, the Succubi were drawn to sexual energy. It essentially was their food, both for sustenance and for pleasure. But he knew that they would occasionally trade sexual services in exchange for favors between each other. Since it was really the only thing they valued among their species. An idea began to form, it was desperate, and he knew that it wasn't much better than the alternative of being caught by Liline. But he knew that if he was caught he'd be imprisoned and fucked by probably the entire police force and maybe even the whole town. But if he could convince this one girl to keep quiet...maybe...
"Yes?" She asked.
Ian gulped, "...You...you are like...your...sisters? Right?" He could already feel himself starting to sweat.
Melody's head tilted again, seeming to be a go to action of hers. "Like my sisters?" She played coy with him. She knew by the book laying on the floor that he had probably learned a decent amount. She had caught him reading about five minutes before she spoke up and alerted him to her presence. When she saw it was the famous boy she had been informed about from police this morning, she felt it was her lucky day staring at the cute butt with a little tail adorably swaying above it. "What ever could you mean?"
Ian fought the urge to roll his eyes, he didn't want to upset her on the off chance she might try to hurt him. Thankfully so far, he didn't seem to suffer any bad injuries from the assaults, but for all he knew she could be carrying a knife or a gun on her. And if he resisted she might try something bad.
So instead of shooting her an angry retort, he instead started to formulate a plan. He truly had no way out other than just bum rushing her and hoping she wasn't as strong as the others. But regardless of whether or not she was, and regardless of the fact that she was probably another sex starved maniac like the others, he didn't like the idea of attacking and possibly hurting a woman.
Quote unquote, woman.
His gaze fell to the floor unable to meet her own, "If you're like your sisters then...Maybe we could help each other." He felt a lump forming in his throat.
Melody was a bit surprised by his statement, but grew curious as to what he meant. "I'm listening."
Ian fidgeted with his hands, still trying to look everywhere in the room except at her. "...If you help me by not calling the police." He paused knowing that this was it, and swallowing his pride he said, "And I could...he-help you by...well...by...by helping your...your..." The words stuck in his mouth.
"My cock?" She finished for him and Ian flinched at the word. "You're offering to suck my cock, in exchange for not having to go to jail?" She rested a hand on her hip, "Wow, you are a naughty, naughty boy!" Her voice almost condescending made Ian bite his tongue. "Never would I have thought that the suddenly very famous missing human would be willing to smoke my pole in order to..." She laughed, "Wow, okay! Sure!"
Ian blinked and looked up at her only to see she was already beginning to unzip the side of her skirt. "Wha-...wait really?"
"Um...yeah? Why the hell would I pass up this golden opportunity?" She replied pulling the material open and removing it entirely and revealing her black lace bikini panties. But then raised up one finger, "Actually! Let's sweeten the deal a little bit...I won't call the Sherriff on you if you suck me off...and let me have that ass I've been hearing so much about."
"Probably should've seen that coming." Ian thought. Even if he had specified what he was willing to do in order to not be turned in, he figured she would probably counter his offer to meet her own desires and give him the real shit end of the stick. But again, he was trapped between a rock and a hard place. He either had the option of having to get fucked by one of these voracious ladies, or a whole fleet of them. So, with a rapidly beating heart and a heavy sigh, he nodded, "Okay. Fine, just don't turn me in please."
Melody smiled, "Don't worry silly, I'm a woman of my word." She said crossing her fingers behind her back. The poor boy felt like he had sold his soul to the Devil in that moment as she resumed undressing. She pushed her panties down the long stocking covered legs allowing her nine-inch hunk of girl meat to flop out, semi-hard and quietly pulsing at the thought of plundering his depths. Ian quickly looked away feeling the heat rise to his face while the Succubus before him continued on, "Aww, don't be shy cutie. Now come on, don't make me strip alone here. Take off your clothes and take a good long look at me while you're at it."
He could hear the sound of her shirt ruffling and wanted to squeeze his eyes shut, "Come on Ian...you can do this. Just get it over with." His hands robotically moved up to begin unbuttoning his own shirt, taking his sweet time to do so and still not looking back at the librarian.
Suddenly she moved right by him startling Ian and finally getting him to look up at her. She too stood several inches taller than him, even more so in those heels as she passed him and went to the arm chair in the corner. She turned around to sit in the seat, her shirt opened to reveal a matching lacy black bra as she sat down with her legs spread. The cock between her legs now standing fully up and proudly beckoning Ian to come to it, egg sized balls hung below it resting on the soft material of the seat. She stared up at Ian expectantly, "Come on. It's not going to suck itself baby."
His hands were trembling as they fumbled along his shirt buttons, her cock, pointing up to the ceiling. A long bulging vein on the underside and a pink mushroom shaped tip that was just begging to be kissed.
Ian wanted to turn tail and bolt for the door, but again, he didn't know what kind of power these creatures had. Only that they seemed to be obsessed with sex, particularly anal sex with unsuspecting males. And although it was degrading, their attraction to him was his only weapon right now, he had to use it to his advantage if he ever wanted to escape. He steeled himself with a breath in through his nose and went back to undoing his shirt, eventually finishing and pulling it away from his body.
Melody stuck the tip of her index finger between her teeth and watched the show going on in front of her. It had been some time since she got the chance to watch a sweet young boy strip down in front of her. "It must be my birthday."
His pants followed suit as he undid the button and pulled them down giving the patiently sitting viewer an amazing view of his backside in the adorable blue boy shorts. Her member twitched as his still shaking fingers eventually found their way into the waist band of those as well and tenderly pulled the skimpy fabric down his pale legs.
"Holy fuck." He had an ass to die for, as he bent over she could've sworn she was looking at the beautiful behind of a blessed girl. But there was a delicate set of balls tucked between those soft thighs with a shy little dick to match. Ian's face was beet red as he stepped out of his underwear and bashfully tried to move his hands to cover himself up. This was so humiliating. To have been taken by force was one thing, but now having to willingly disrobe in front of a cock wielding woman was almost too much for him to bare. "Ah, ah, ah!" Melody removed the finger from between her teeth and pointed down at Ian's covered pelvis, "No covering, show me the goods babe." And if looks could sexually assault a person, she was full on power fucking Ian with the stare she shot him. This time Ian couldn't stop the eye roll that followed her words and to his chagrin, he let his hands fall limp to his sides displaying his boyhood to the older woman. "Good boy. Now come here." She beckoned him with the same finger. Ian felt like his stomach was turning, more than anything he wanted this to be over, but he soldiered on and approached her. "...On your kneeees..." She sang, still instructing his movements with that same cursed finger. He did as he was told and crumbled down onto the carpeted floor, on his knees before this sultry librarian with her sword practically calling his name at this point. "Now..." Her hand moved to the base of her cock and nudged it forward, pointing it more towards his face, "You give my cock a blowjob, my cock gives your asshole a plow job, and no police are called. Sound good baby?"
His eyes were now fixated on her cock head, the tiny slit at the top staring back at him while his lips quivered. He couldn't help but wonder, what did she taste like? Would she taste thick and strong like Liline? Lighter with a candy sweetness like the nurse Ophelia? Or a bit salty and meaty like the doctor Gabrielle or Valerie? All of them weren't unpleasant, he thought all of them tasted good, but at the same time he hated thinking like that. It was gross, he was straight. Completely and utterly straight as an arrow. But something about these women with dicks, how their sexy bodies were so sculpted to be images of desire and temptation. Mixed with long hard cocks, dominating and hungry with huge balls just chock full of sperm. It sent so many confused emotions through his head, he hated the situation but, he couldn't stop arousal from peeking through his angry and shameful demeanor.
So begrudgingly he nodded in response to her, eyes beginning to get a bit glassy with acceptance of his fate. And he leaned forward, hesitating one final time as the gap between mouth and cock became only a few inches long, "Alright...here goes nothing..." He closed the gap, bringing his lips to oh so delicately touch the underside of her shaft in the sweetest, shyest kiss. Followed by a second one, then a few more becoming firmer with pressure as he kissed along the length of her schlong. Melody grew a wicked grin as the boy started to place numerous butterfly kisses along her, his lips were so soft, so innocent. The tongue behind them eventually poked out too, curious about what taste this flesh had in store for him as it slowly dragged up from the base to the tip of her in one long stroke. "Salty...but sweet too." He sampled her a few more times, trailing his moist appendage on the side of her rigid shaft, keeping his hands placed firmly on the inside of her parted thighs.
Melody chewed her bottom lip, the baby blue orbs switching from looking up at her to back at the cock in front of him was so adorable. How he seemed so unsure of what he was doing added both to his innocent persona and the incredible sexiness of the situation. Especially as he swirled his tongue around her tip and then finally took her into his mouth.
"Mmmm...good boooyyy..." She almost slurred feeling his warm tunnel envelop her first few inches. Ian grew a little bold in his attention, concluding that the faster he got her to cum, the faster this whole situation would be over. Maybe if he did a good job, he could be out of this situation quick. So he parted his lips and allowed her tip to come inside. His head began to bob and he sucked tenderly on her cock, nursing on it, trying to make it feel good. Melody tilted her head back, "Oooou wow, you're a natural." She cooed closing her eyes and letting the boy go to work.
Quiet squishy mouth sounds came as Ian lathered her up with some spit as he worked his tongue around her. She was pretty thick, thicker than Ophelia, but not quite as wide as Liline or Gabrielle, and seemed to be on the same width as Valerie. "Oh great, I'm committing cock sizes to memory." He groaned onto her dick, which thankfully Melody didn't seem to notice it was a groan of annoyance. Either that or she simply welcomed it because of the vibrations it tingled throughout her loins.
He twisted his head on each dip down, feeling her tip press against the inside of his cheek. His previous oral services were praised on all fronts, even though he was forced to do so. He knew that Liline liked it the deeper he took her, so he attempted to ease as much of her length as he could into his mouth. But came upon resistance about three quarters of the way in and he gagged, forcing him to withdraw. Melody didn't seem to mind, in fact her cock twitched as it felt his throat spasm as it attempted to swallow her whole.
Evidently, the gates to his gullet were much harder to get through when he was trying to carefully guide something through them. Liline didn't have much trouble because she was simply fucking his face, and the two medical staff workers didn't seem to have trouble but he wasn't himself then. So he wasn't counting that.
He only tried this once, electing to simply spit on her cock again by letting the drool flow freely from his tongue and work the first half of it comfortably. Making sure it was nice and wet for what was bound to come.
"Mmm, lick my balls." She told him and quickly Ian withdrew the cock from his mouth on command, only taking a second to breath some fresh air before lowering his head towards her sack and extending his tongue to swipe at the pair of hanging twins there.
On instinct, he knew that he shouldn't leave her cock unattended while he did this, "It might get lonely without hi- shut up! Just get it over with!" The warring thoughts seemed to be returning and he did his best to fend them off as he reached up to grab the stiff and now slick with spit girl cock above him to begin stroking it.
Melody's grin suddenly changed with a small gasp to an open mouth smile as she felt the combination of his little tongue licking along her scrotum and his petite hands suddenly start tugging at her rod. She let out a low chesty giggle, "Now I see why Liline wants you back so bad. A natural born cock sucker is hard to come by these days."
Ian further flushed with embarrassment, at this moment unsure of whether or not to feel ashamed or proud at the good job he was apparently doing. Then pressed his lips against the sack before him, giving it a few tender kisses like he had done with her dick. Catching the loose flesh between his teeth and tugging a bit. Melody yelped a bit at the sudden intense sensation, then giggled immediately after. He seemed to be experimenting with her woman hood, trying to see what she liked most to get her off. "How cute."
He took one of the hefty testicles into his mouth and sucked, the image of all the sperm she had stored inside flickered through his thoughts. He tried to his best to ignore it, but the heavy musky scent of her made it difficult to think straight. The cum inside was obviously being churned up the more he toyed with it, so he sucked a bit harder. Pulling on it until it popped out of his mouth then moved to the opposite one to give it the same treatment. "Cum is always best when it's thick...stop...stop thinking about her cum...her sweet...sweet cum..." The perverse thoughts were getting harder to block out.
Suddenly he felt her hand come down and cup his face under his chin. Melody lifted his now sweaty face away from servicing her nuts to look up into her determined orbs. "On your feet baby..." It felt like his heart skipped a beat, this was it. It was time to have sex with this perverted version of a librarian. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat to no avail as he stood up guided by her hand. He was now leaning over her and she patted her lap. "Why don't you take a seat baby, right here..."
His heart was pounding. She wanted him to...ride her? Of course it couldn't be easy, she couldn't just bend him over and get it over with already, she was going to drag out this torment as long as she could. Ian took a shaky breath before nodding in acceptance, but his legs still moved like they were filled with lead. Slowly, begrudgingly lifting themselves off of the floor and moving to climb on top of the beautiful cock Goddess sitting on her throne before him. His insides were trembling, nervousness rising up in his throat almost like he was about to throw up as he carefully straddled her.
Melody leaned further back into the chair, relaxing and ready to watch him awkwardly try to please her. His pale flesh had goosebumps all over it, and his nipples were diamond hard little nubs showing off the mixture of unwilling excitement and bashfulness within him. It was delightful.
"You can do this...you can do this." He tried to encourage himself mentally, but he got no resolve as he felt the spongy tip of her sword touch the soft sensitive flesh beneath his asshole.
"Go ahead babe. Get to work." She commanded and raised her arms to place her hands under her head, dead set on having the boy do all the work.
Ian's hand was shaking furiously as he attempted to reach for her cock below, flinching upon his fingertips making contact with the hard shaft. But he soldiered on and took hold of it delicately in his slender hand and moved it to the side to give it the right angle for penetration. Then slowly, he began to lower himself down. A worried look written on his face the whole way, it felt like the descent onto her dick took forever, but what was really only a few agonizing seconds at best.
The spongy tip poked his entrance, the beads of her precum smooshing into his private place and making him flinch again. He couldn't believe he was going to do this, but he had no other choice.
He lowered himself down further and felt it. The distinct pressure building as her moistened head prodded at his bud, quietly requesting entry, followed by the becoming all too familiar, 'pop' of it breaching beyond his anal ring and entering him.
Ian's eyes went wide and his mouth went agape as a soundless scream escape him from the sensation of his asshole popping open and taking in this thick rod of girl meat. Oddly enough, it wasn't very painful. Intense, but it didn't hurt like it had before. Instead, it was just a very big rushing sensation that pulsed through him. Melody's hand fell from behind her head and landed on his hip, electing to help guide him further down. It sank into the boy inch by inch until fully sheathed inside his depths. His tush coming to rest on her big balls and his thighs propped over her own as he sat cow-girl style on top.
"There you go. Good boy, now ride." She commanded very slightly bucking her hips up into him.
He gasped again at the feel of her sheathed meat pushing further up. Honestly, he was surprised at how much cock he could take, it didn't hurt almost at all. And she was balls deep! The only thing he could feel was an extremely pleasant full feeling along with a slight tingle in his abdomen every time her cock twitched or shifted a certain direction.
So he blew air out from between his lips and rested his palms on her toned tummy for leverage before pushing up off of her hips, drawing her length out of his butt a good two thirds of the way, then slowly sinking back down onto it.
"Fff...fuck..." Ian whispered before repeating the motion and biting his lip.
Slowly he picked up a steady rhythm, gently riding on top of the Goddess, awkwardly, but albeit no less sexy to her. He was so unpracticed, so unskilled in the art of pleasuring Succubi, but that was part of his allure. Melody wanted to train him, mold him into the perfect fuck toy that would be the best butt slut in all of Shelter. Hell, his ass felt incredibly tight, and she knew he'd already been fucked by several of her sisters. Their scents were all over him, and yet his ass was still tighter than a virgin.
He was the diamond in the rough, the four-leaf clover, the hole you could fuck all day long and still feel as good as the first time you stuck it in.
"Mmm...grind on me sweetie." She told him, and Ian looked up at her. A moment ago, his eyes were closed in what appeared to be concentration. Trying to simply focus on a methodical beat of rise and fall on her tool to keep himself in check while trying to make her get closer to cumming so that this would all be over.
"Um...grind?" He asked quietly, a confused look on his face that pulled on Melody's heart strings.
"Ohh" She cooed then placed her other hand on the opposite side of his hip. "Like this dear." She then manipulated his body, gyrating his lower half onto her prick.
A strange whirl of electric pleasure jolted up from Ian's ass into his chest drawing in another shaky gasp of air as she did this. His hips moved on their own mimicking the movement she showed them and his body waved like a belly dancer wringing her cock inside him and having her tip brush into his prostate. "Uhh!" A high pitched girly moan squeaked out of Ian's lips and quickly he covered his mouth, face red as a rose while Melody watched him confused.
She tilted her head, "What's wrong hun? Did that feel good?" She asked. Ian had to look away from her, feeling a fresh rush of embarrassment hit him again. He tried to convince himself that he was only doing this to get out of being caught by the police. But in the back of his mind, there was that tiny voice in his head calling him out on his desire. He liked how that felt, and he had to force his lower body from gyrating again because if he continued to do that, he didn't know how long the rock-hard dick between his legs would hold out before blowing its load. He knew it, and Melody could see it right through him. "Ohhh don't be embarrassed baby." She said leaning forward suddenly causing Ian to stumble a bit, he had to reach out and grab onto her shoulders to prevent falling back. "There's nothing wrong with liking how it feels." She brought her arms behind his back to take hold of the two pale pliable butt cheeks and gave them a quick squeeze before standing up. Watching him tenderly ride her was enjoyable, but she could only take so much of his snail's pace before losing it.
Using one hand to support him, the other pulled the open blouse off of her shoulders and let it fall down forgotten, now in just her bra, stockings and heels, the proceeded to walk with him in her arms to the side of the room so his back hit the wall. Their eyes never left each other the entire time. In a swift move her arms scooped around Ian by the underside of his knees and lifted him up a little differently, still keeping her cock buried inside. "Oh God!" Ian thought from the jostling of her stick inside him.
Melody hooked her arms under his legs spreading them wide open for her and held the human up in her arms. Ian quickly wrapped his arms around her neck for support, he looked scared, surprised, and just a little bit even more aroused at the same time. And judging by the standing up tiny prick between his spread-eagle legs, she could tell he liked this.
Her cock was now at an even better angle for plowing his little love hole. "See...I'm gonna fuck you now baby. And you are going to love it. I'm going to make you cum, and you're going to make me cum. Any objections?" She asked, one final tease has she pressed her hips up slightly so her mushroom tip kissed his tight pulsing core.
Ian flinched feeling it prod his unprotected insides, he stared at her through her glasses. His mind telling him to scream no, to fight, to claw, kick and scream. Whatever it took to get away.
But his body...
He shamefully looked away unable to say the words while looking up at her. So he opted to just shake his head.
"Good boy." Melody thrust her hips forward, shoving her lubricated with spit cock up and into his depths harder than he was ready for. Plunging all the way back in with this single push.
His dangling feet went ridged and toes pointed, his hands grasped desperately at the woman's neck for something to hold onto. "Fuuuck!" He nearly cried out through gritted teeth as she pressed their bodies together tightly, nestling her cock deeper inside him.
Where it belonged.
"Fuck yes babe. Ugggh...you're tight." Melody said steadily rocking her hips back and forth in slow focused thrusts, getting right down to business. His passage enveloped her member in what could only be described as a lover's embrace with how snug it was. The gyrations of her lower body firmly clapped into his own as she pulled her shaft out about two thirds of the way, then pumped it back in.
She didn't waste too much time and picked up the pace, exiting and re-entering the poor boy while relishing the squeezing friction his body yielded to her. She moved her upper body back no longer pressing herself so close to him to consider his face.
So many emotions were written on it, discomfort, embarrassment, reluctance. But beneath that as he stared back at her, his worried look in those big doe eyes. She could feel his shameful arousal, no matter how much he denied it, he couldn't hide his desire from her. Her balls began to slap into his ass cheeks as she elevated her speed again.
Little noises of approval and denial squeaked out from Ian's throat who immediately locked his lips, refusing to give her any notification of his body responding positively to the invasion.
It was strange, this time was different from the others. When he was raped before it hurt at first, it burned when those massive cocks broke through and into his sacred place. And it took a while for him to adjust to their size and girth before it became tolerable and eventually even pleasurable. Except now, their rutting had felt good from the start, there was barely any pain at all. He wouldn't even call it pain really, a little uncomfortable at first maybe. But now...
"Oh...fuck..." He breathed out unwillingly and again bit his lip in an attempt to silence himself.
Melody grinned, "It's okay babe. You know you like it..." She then leaned forward and gave Ian a sudden perverted lick up the side of his cheek. He flinched away as she did so and a weak whimper escaped him. His eyes squeezed shut as he tried to imagine himself somewhere else. Anywhere else.
"Mmmmuhhh..." Another trembling moan of approval slipped away from him as he felt her teeth beginning to nibble on the exposed flesh of his neck. She was trying to break him down, make him submit to her more than he already had. But he wouldn't quit just yet, he knew that he had to beat her at this. If he got her off, she would let him go, so he needed to make her feel good. Make her feel great.
And milk that cock of hers for everything it was worth.
So with that in mind, he began to rock his hips in his held up position. Gyrating them down to meet with her forward thrusts like she had showed him how to. His hanging feet beginning to bounce and sway in the air with their bodies motion. And he turned his face back to her for their eyes to meet again.
"Oouu...that's goo-mm!" Ian kissed her, not as boldly as he had with his previous lovers. But he mainly did it to silence her, the dirty talk made his knees weak and he wanted to make her cum quickly. The quicker she did, the quicker he was free. Plus, if she came quick then he wouldn't have to cum and show her that he liked it. Although the evidence that his body was very much enjoying it was dripping precum between his splayed apart legs. Melody pulled away though without deepening the kiss, she let out a small laugh, "You like me that much huh? You like being a butt slut?" Ian rolled his eyes causing her to laugh loudly, "Oh come on, you love it." She grinned, "Now do that again, kiss me." She told him and Ian obliged.
Their lips clicked a few times while their skin clapped together, Melody prodded his mouth with her tongue seeking entrance. Ian didn't struggle, and he parted his lips allowing her to French kiss him while they fucked.
When they pulled away Melody went back to kissing along Ian's jaw line and further down the side of his neck, he was sure there would be a few hickey's there tomorrow.
That's when he got an idea. He wanted her to cum, wanted her to finish without him, both ending this session and concealing the fact that he enjoyed the sex enough to orgasm. One thing tall the women in this town seemed to like was dirty talk. Melody was no different, so maybe if he swallowed his pride, he could help along her orgasm a bit with some dirty words.
"You...you like...fu...fucking boys?" He breathed heavily through the haze of her endless railing.
He could feel her chuckle a bit against his shoulder, "Fuck yes I do..."
Ian traced around the dirty section of his brain trying to come up with something to not sound stupid, and to make her cum faster, "You...like butt sluts? Giving...giving up their ass for your...big hard cock?"
Again a giggle came from within Melody's chest, and for a moment Ian thought he was just making a fool of himself, but then she leaned back away from him again, this time to gaze into his eyes once more. And the look she had on just telegraphed 'horny as fuck'.
"Yes I do baby..." Her eyes drooped to his lips and back up again, "I looooove fucking boy butts...especially yours." She grinned, "Why? Does a certain little boy want to get fucked harder?"
Immediately Ian retaliated, "This little boy wants you to cum in me..."
There was a flicker in her eyes, a very subtle flicker but it was there and a flutter in her chest that Ian felt like he himself felt at hearing his own words. Almost like he stoked a tiny red hot flame between the two of them.
Melody felt her belly jump watching him say that to her and quickly closed the distance between them kissing him again and picking up the pace of her bucking. Then burying her face back into his shoulder and grunting out, "Whatever you want baby..."
Her pelvis became a blur as she suddenly began fucking Ian with a blinding speed. He couldn't keep up with returning the movement and had to simply hold onto her for dear life looking over her shoulder with one eye squinted shut and his teeth gritted as the feelings began to intensify. The friction of her cock rubbing his inner muscles getting harder and harder, ripples of hot energy danced through his veins. Melody started groaning into his body, her shoving thrusts becoming erratic and harsh, Ian knew she was close now. This was his chance, he could hold it just enough to make her cum before himself.
"Come on...that's it...shoot it all baby...let it aaalll out..." He whispered again hoping to push her just over the edge.
Thankfully, it seemed to work as her speedy bucking suddenly ended with one deep shove in and Melody moaning out, "Fuck! Yeeeessss..." Her balls tightened up and began to pulse, pumping out there load of she-cum into the boy's booty.
He had gotten her there but for some reason, as he felt her cock expand and twitch he couldn't stop the last words of his improvised dirty talk slip out. "Yes...cum inside me..."
Melody shuddered loving the cloud nine high she reached, Ian's sweet innocent voice saying such sultry profound words bringing her to her peak as she impregnated him with her jizz. Depositing every drop she could into his breeding hole.
An incredible heat bloomed inside Ian's belly, a searing but sweet warmth that almost comforted him somehow. It was strange, this was the first time one of these demoness's had cum inside him without him cumming too. So he was able to experience just feeling it for the first time and it was...just as good.
He couldn't explain it, but as Melody's body tensed against him, he leaned his head down to her neck and began kissing it in return. Almost like he was thanking her for giving him such a wonderful present. It felt so right to be filled despite being so wrong. He wondered if this is what women felt like the moment they got pregnant. It was strange, he almost felt happy. Like he was proud that he could make her feel this good. She had gained this pleasure from him, and to Succubi, that was not only a fun activity, it was also their life blood. Maybe this whole strange obsession with coitus ran a little deeper than he initially thought.
However after a moment of silence between the lovers, Melody leaned back a satisfied smile on her face. Her thrusting stopped but her cock had not yet gone soft, and suddenly he felt it pop free of his butt, he gasped at the sudden emptiness. "Okay then boy, you like sounding like a slut? Let's make you feel like a slut." She set the smaller body down before her, Ian wobbled a bit being suddenly placed on his feet again but was then jerked away from the wall and over towards the arm chair. "Come here, bend over against the wall." With that she gave him a gentle push and the human fell forward bringing both his arms up to brace on the wall before him, beside the side table and chair.
Melody took a second to appreciate this view of her milky white cum casually oozing out of his beautiful behind as she reached up to untie the ribbon in her hair. Pulling it free and letting her dark wavy locks cascade freely past her shoulders.
Ian peered nervously over his shoulder to look at the Succubus behind him staring hungrily at his perked-out booty. "Wh-what are you doing?" His voice quaked with fear and curiosity. "I...I thought that you finished?"
She smiled at him and leaned over his form, "I'm not done making you feel slutty..." Her hands then reached forward and took hold of his wrists and guided them to the shelf bolted into the wall, where she began looping the black silk material through it to tie his wrists there.
Instantly Ian looked panicked and looked back at her, "Wait! This...this wasn't art of the deal!"
"The deal was, you blow me and I fuck you. No specifics were stated how much I fuck you, just that I fuck you." She finished with a wink and a gentle nudge from her pelvis letting him feel her hard shaft brush up against his butt cheek.
"But..." He tried to come up with something to counter her with. But his mind went blank as he felt the silky material tighten around his now bound wrists. Trapping him there in such a vulnerable state. Like a helpless animal about to be devoured, stuck, caught, and cornered by a ravenous cock toting woman. Being tied up like this, ass out, back arched...So...slutty... Suddenly she was hilted inside him again her previous load serving as excellent lube for his well used hole. "AAHH!" Ian's cock throbbed at the new circumstances.
Melody stood directly behind the bent over boy now, pounding away at the pail pair of cheeks offered to her. Her pelvis now making much louder claps as she railed him, plunging to her pubic bone every single time.
Ian futilely struggled against his bindings to no avail, although not truly trying to escape them. The sudden hard fucking simply caused him to squirm, and due to his unprepared-ness of the restart, arching surprised squeaks and cries came from him while her head pumped into his prostate. His mouth open wide letting these sounds escape, music to Melody's ears. However, being the kinky girl she was, she got an idea.
She bent over backwards to retrieve her panties off the floor before leaning over his back again. "Shhhh..." She whispered turning his head to her before stuffing her underwear into his open mouth. "Quiet baby...you're in a library." She finished off with a sadistic giggle before bracing her hands on his back and hammering away once again.
The moans didn't stop at that though, Ian bit down into the black lace fabric and his vocal cords let his pleasure be known as he moaned into them.
Why did cock make him feel this way? It was so good. He could feel the pressure in his balls building up. More and more, bringing it to the point where again it felt like he was about to cum. "No, no, no! Don't cum! Hold it! Don't show her!" His teeth chewed on the underwear rabidly, he didn't hear any sounds of rising pleasure coming from Melody. Just occasional giggles and sighs of relief and satisfaction. Was she even close? He had no way of knowing, but he didn't want to prove her point. He didn't want to admit it, that everything she was doing was driving him crazy. The tying him up, the bending him over the wall. Him having to stand on his tip toes while she stood behind him nailing him with her huge girl cock.
He loved it. And he hated that he loved it, but he couldn't help it. Nor could he hold it. His orgasm was coming soon, despite his dick still being untouched for the last few days now. It wanted to cum, whatever her cock was doing in his ass was stirring up the impending load within him.
"That's it little slut..." Melody spoke behind him, one of her hands trailing down his back to squeeze his supple ass flesh. "Come oooonnn...you can cum...you know you want it..." The continuous contact her own balls made with his only served to make the pleasure more intense with each thrust. Tears were streaming down Ian's eyes as he tried desperately to fight his primal desire. Melody somehow saw right through him as he struggle against his restraints. "Be a good boy and cum. Come on...I wanna feeeel that ass tighten up..."
"Mmmmm..!" Ian groaned and felt his eyes roll back. "Oh God...please don't with the dirty talk..." His knees began to buckle. "Please...oh fuuuuck I wanna cum...I wanna cum so bad..." The lack of touching his boy hood made it so teasingly frustrating. The urge was right there, so close to the edge, so close to releasing the pent up desire despite the knowledge that he shouldn't. It was both a blessing and a curse.
Suddenly he felt Melody lift his leg by the underside of his knee again, only this time she only lifted one and brought it up high over her shoulder nearly making Ian do a split since his other foot remained on the ground, and turning Ian's body sideways to face her.
She hugged his leg tightly and bent her knees a bit to give herself a better angle for a more targeted penetration. She wanted him to have a prostate orgasm, she knew he was capable of them from all the fabulous tales she'd heard, and from this position his poor little P-spot didn't have a chance. She wanted to watch his eyes though as it happened.
"Come on slut boy...cum for me...cum all over the floor like a good whore. Show me what a pathetic little fuck toy you are and shoot your slutty load." Her voice dropped low and commanding, determined to get him to explode. Ian's eyes were pleading with her, oh God he was so close. So close...her pounding rocked his body hard and his hands squeezed the ribbon in a death grip. Her tip stabbed his sensitive gland over and over, it was over. He couldn't fight it, he thought he had won against her before but he was wrong. She had him like puddy in her hands. He was her toy, and she was playing him from the beginning. "Fucking cum for me slut!" Melody grabbed his chin hard, bringing their faces only inches apart, and that did it.
"MMMMMHGMMMMM!" Ian screamed into her panties as he felt the coil in his tummy snap. His eyes remained staring into hers which flared a quick deep blue for just a moment as his balls pulsed.
His tiny cock twitched and flexed as it spat his load out onto his belly and over onto the floor.
"Fuuuuck yes. Cum!" She shoved her hips forward hard, roughly railing his quivering tensed up form while he spewed his poor slut cum out from their home in his tiny balls. "Keep cumming bitch!" Melody's own thrusts seemed to start getting erratic now, as if she got off on watching him succumb to his own sinful pleasure. Her cock plowed into him deep milking his prostate for each drop of his load. "Let aaaalll that boy slut cum flooow out of those balls. Good boy...goooood boy..." Her teeth clenched while her fucking didn't slow down.
Ian's eyes finally began to weakly roll back as the waves pulsed through him, his toes pointing rigid and his fingers clutching the silk ribbon venting his climax until they began to subside into steady aftershocks of ecstasy. "Mmmmmblmmm..." His voice calmed down entering the post orgasm haze only to be jerked awake as her cock was once again forcefully yanked out of his rectum, and her panties where pulled from his lips.
He coughed for a brief moment as Melody pushed him down onto his knees, his arms suspended high above his head as she had not untied them yet. He blinked up at his lover to see her seeming to be in a feverish state, her body was flushed red and her hand was rocketing up and down her cock, jerking it right in front of him at a blurry speed.
"...Fucking stick out your tongue..." Ian was now very awake. "Do it!" She yelled. Ian didn't hesitate at that and immediately let his tongue nervously slip out and opened his mouth for what he knew was coming. "OOOhhhhhHhh...FUCK!" Melody let out a deep guttural groan as suddenly her own cock began to erupt, shooting long pure white ropes of hot steamy cum out and onto Ian's sweaty face.
He could swear that he saw her balls flexing with each shot as they pumped out each dose of her baby making batter. It came out in thick spurts, pouring all over Ian's mouth, lips, and tongue. Along with his cheeks, forehead and even up into his hair. He was frozen there like a deer in headlights as she emptied herself onto him.
"Ho...holy...shit..." He couldn't say the words out loud, but he would've if his tongue wasn't doused in Succubus jizz. He had never seen a woman shoot a massive load like this before. But holy fuck was it hot.
"Mmmm..." Melody slowed her stroking from a fever pitch to a relaxed last few squeezes making sure to swing her cock a few times to drip the last few bits of her wad onto her human boy toy. "Fuck...now that was soooo worth whatever ass beating I'm gonna get from Liline..."
Ian stared up at her, partially squinting one eye as her thick love juice was dripping down from his forehead into his eye. "Eewhaaa?" He tried to speak, but the salty cum coating his tongue didn't allow him to.
Melody almost laughed, "Swallow it you dummy!" She said playfully still squeezing her slowly softening member. Ian blinked again, electing that it was best to do as she said and withdrew his tongue back inside, getting one final taste of the salty warm mix from her balls before...
'gulp...'
"Good boy." She said then leaned down, "Now you wait here..." She took the moist panties in her hands and started to rub Ian's face clean of her jizz. He squeezed his eyes shut as she did so, not sure whether to be thankful or repulsed, "While I go upstairs and call the Sheriff!"
Ian's eyes went wide, "Wait wha-MM!" The panties were forced into his mouth again, now coated with her still warm cum and his spit. "MMMMM!!" He tried to protest but Melody just sadistically smiled.
"Had my fingers crossed babe." She showed him the intertwined digits with her signature cute head tilt. "Should've just walked in and asked for a book dummy." She winked down at him and gave him a playful slap on the cheek with her now dangling and soft girl cock. Ian started to struggle with his binds again now though intentionally trying to free himself rather than just for pleasure as Melody turned away and started gathering up both her and Ian's clothes. The realization that she was going back on their deal hitting him like a ton of bricks as he attempted to escape. But the knot was strong, very strong. Melody cast him one last look with their clothes bundled under her arms and her hand on the doorknob of the door. "Thanks for the fuck though baby. You were great, and I'm glad you know that you're a filthy little butt slut."
She winked one last time as Ian shouted at her still muffled by the sullied panties stuffed into his mouth, and closed the door leaving the boy helpless and trapped inside awaiting his inevitable fate.
He was stuck, gagged, and tied up naked in this room, and she took his clothes, his shoes, maybe she even had his suitcase!
Frantically his eyes searched around the room, she was gonna call the police and they would be here fast. He needed to get out, he needed to get free. But there was nothing.
Nothing but the books and chair, the lights also suddenly blinked off as well leaving Ian in perpetual darkness. Fear settled into his heart, his plan to seduce her for freedom had failed, and now the Sheriff and the others were coming for him.
"What am I gonna do?"