Witch Ch. 01

"Do you think you've been punished enough or should I whip you here as well?" He asked, rubbing his finger along her clit and making her hips jump.

Lyana gasped in horror, "Please! I've been punished enough, please don't whip my pussy!"

The demon seemed to consider her request, his fingers still busily stroking her pussy... Lyana strained and squirmed as he played with her. She desperately feared being whipped like that, it had hurt enough on her thighs and ass.

"Just one," declared Leonard, "Since it's your first time."

He stood and raised his arm high above his head, swinging the whip down squarely on her pussy with brutal force. Lyana screamed, agony exploding in the center of her being, making her thrash as she was wracked with pain, unable to shield herself or stop the pain. Leonard was obviously aroused by her torture.

The manacles on her ankles disappeared and her legs flopped forward. Immediately Lyana pressed her thighs together, her sore flesh pressing against itself as she tried to stop the pain in her core. Leonard gave her no such chance, his hands roughly spread her legs, and she shrieked as he lined up his monster cock and started to push it into her body. He was rough and brutal, his hard body rubbing against her thighs... she wanted to spread them to spare the tender whipped flesh of her inner thighs, but spreading meant opening her pussy to his brutal thrusts, and her tender folds were just as shocked and agonized as her thighs.

It was a terrible dilemma as he thrust in and out of her, with enough force to drive the breath from her lungs, his cock seeming to reach inside her very womb. Crying and writhing, Lyana hated the magic that spread from his cock, making her aroused even as she convulsed with the agony of her torture. Her body moved against his, pussy grasping and spasming, she couldn't tell when her cries migrated from pained to pleasured, a strange mixture that made her body shake.

Leonard's arms wrapped around her and he kissed her deeply, frightening her with the feel of his sharp teeth against her lips and tongue, his tongue actually sliding down her throat as though it was another cock. She was afraid that he would rape her ass again, but that area remained untouched as he thrust hard into her and began to shake.

Breathless in the moment, as he held himself inside of her, large cock pulsing, Lyana realized that he was actually achieving his own, demonic, culmination. He seemed to be even bigger and harder inside of her, and as the dark magic spewed out of his demon's cock and into her body she found herself spiraling into a whirlpool of ecstasy, arms stretched out above her head her body arched and bucked beneath him.

The demon collapsed on top of her, but without the severe weight that she would've expected. In fact... he seemed almost insubstantial. Everything seemed as though it was becoming insubstantial... Lyana tried to move her arms and her wrists moved through the manacles as though they were illusion... the bedroom faded to her vision, being replaced by the slightly more familiar furniture of Kirra's room.

To her left, the attractive whore was asleep as if nothing had happened... out the window Lyana could see the first rays of dawn's light. The only proof that anything out of the ordinary had happened was the throbbing ache in her pussy, thighs and ass, although a quick peek beneath the covers confirmed that the actual welts from the whip were gone. Although she yearned to go back to sleep, maybe wake up in a few hours and find some comfort with Kirra's very human and very soft touch, Lyana forced herself up and out of the bed.

So she would have to pay for her sins... so would everyone else in the end. She wouldn't let that stop her from her mission. Firmly fixing the vision of her sister being raped by brutal men in her mind, Lyana picked up her clothes from the chair and began to get dressed.