Zoya's Massage Parlor: Nick

"You want to breathe, right?" asked Zoya. "Then suck! Your only way to receive oxygen is to give this one some pleasure!"

Princess Nicky nodded, and started sucking on the tentacle. It indeed gave her air, but not in the normal way. All she knew was that her burning need to fill her lungs was somehow completely satisfied.

"Now, let's seal this deal," Zoya said. "Your ass, like your pussy has never been used, has it? I'll bet it is so tight, you'll make me cum in no time. Three should do it... after all, my little tentacles are all so greedy for your body, and you don't have enough holes!"

The young princess flinched and whimpered as she felt one slither up each of her calves and thighs, while the third one, the one gently choking her neck, extended down between her breasts, around her waist, and slipped into the top of her anal cleft. One at a time, they poked and prodded at her ass. These seemed more gentle than she expected. It tickled, then hurt, as one became more insistent and pressed harder. Then, in it popped! She jerked and yelped, and the cock-tentacle in her mouth pulled out with a wet, slippery line of drool clinging to her lips.

"OH! FUCK! ZOYA!!!" she cried, pulling against her bonds in vain. "I want to stop! I want to be a man again! I don't want to be ass fucked!"

"Yes you do," Zoya said. "Just relax. It will feel sooooo good in a moment."

The second tentacle, about an inch thick, poked its way in beside the first, and Princess Nicky gasped, her big eyes crossing. She bit hard on her lip as the third one made circles around her anus and finally prodded in with the others. Then, the trio started a synchronized fucking that filled her ass to the limit and spread pleasure through her whole body.

"OOoooo... ooohhhh fuck... fuck that's good!" she moaned quietly.

"What happened to 'Oh stop! I have to avenge blah blah blah?"

She just shook her head, enjoying what it felt like to be a girl, and get all the attention from the mass of tentacles. Zoya gave them all to her then. They circled her perfect tits, caressed her lips, her butt, tickled her feet and her ribs. It was a gentle fucking now, not a rape anymore. She smiled as she was bucked around, realizing that Zoya was getting playful with her body. After all, she was a Princess Nishka-Rhys, an expensive fucktoy, to be used for pleasure and then cared for like a prized possession.

With a lusty grin, she accepted the tentacle at her mouth again. This time, sucking on it like a cock, blowing it like in the porn movies, tonguing the shaft and the head. Another approached, wanting in, and she let them take turns with her mouth, slobbering lewd streams of drool from her lips.

Princess Nishka-Rhys felt her crotch being pummeled by Zoya's tentacles. Somewhere, two more large ones had now pressed into her uber-stretched pussy. She had six down there, all working perfectly together without a bit of pain anymore. She had felt an orgasm coming for a long time. It was a slow buildup, not like when she had been a boy, and jerked off to porn, over in mere moments. This was a pure mountain of orgasmic ecstasy, about to explode like a volcano in her core.

Zoya started panting, grunting like a man fucking a teenage pornstar. She pulled her fucktoy to her chest and groped her ass, licked her neck, and squeezed her and rubbed her up and down against her tits.

"FUCK! You feel good!" she said between breaths and licks. "I want all of you. ALL OF YOU! And I forgot! Your nipples! One final place to claim!"

Two slender tentacles, thin as pinky fingers, shot to her nipples and poked hard. Nicky screamed! They pressed against her tits so hard that she could feel them jabbing her ribs under her mounds of soft titflesh. They wiggled, expertly aimed at her nipples, until she screamed again and again, non-stop! It hurt, but her mind was too clouded with lust to care. Then, they wiggled in such a perfect pattern as to open up her nipples and slip inside! Nicky arched her back and exploded with an eruptive orgasm! The little jabbers at her nipples penetrated and fucked like rabbits deep inside her tits, and the action sent her beyond the edge to cum with shrieks and gushes of girl-juice that flowed from her pussy like a shower of sweet emotion.

She lost count of the orgasms that followed. Nicky hung there, barely conscious, only making a noise when she climaxed again. Her last vision, before blacking out, was Zoya pulling all of her tentacles out at once and roaring like a horny demon in her own raging orgasm. Each tentacle splattered her with semen, hot, sticky, scented like fire and spice, leaving no inch of her flesh or her blonde hair dry.

"Nick?"

"What?" he answered. His friend Darius was shaking him.

"Nick! You okay?"

"Huh?"

"You look like hell man!" Darius replied. "Did you get drunk?"

Nick sat up. He was lying in the gutter on the cobblestones under a yellow streetlight. He felt wet, gooey inside. His skin tingled, and he could still feel the tentacles in his ass, although he had his clothes on and he knew they couldn't be there in reality. His hair was wet and he smelled like cheap perfume.

"Come on, let's get you back to the hotel." Darius helped him stand. It wasn't easy. He felt like his legs and arms were being held, suspended on ropes. He had the sensation that he was leaking something, but didn't want to draw attention to it.

"What happened to you? You smell like a gutter whore." Darius asked.

"I-- uh-- guess I just, got laid by a hooker, I dunno." Nick just couldn't think of anything else to say.