; ; Dori clung to her mother's hand, "Mom, what do we do?"
; ; Magie watched as the pillar of yellow flame faded away, leaving a brief greenish glow to the sky before fading into darkness. She looked down at the children, confused by the wisps of yellow energy that boiled around them, but wanting to protect the survivor's of Willow's End.
; ; "I don't feel safe, let's find someplace to hide for the night. How about the cave by the stream?"
; ; Murmurs of agreement filled the air as the mob slowly turned to head back they way they came. The yellow wisps of flame continued to flickering around them, somehow visible after the pillar of flame.
; ; They barely walked more than a few meters before the first demon appeared in front of them. The burning red eyes flickered in the darkness before it stepped out into the light of the protective flames.
; ; It used to be one of the children's father, a dark misshapen form that growl from where it hung from the tree. In it's hand, the terror-filled expression of a teenage boy hung loosely, blood dripping from the torn off skull.
; ; "Billy!"
; ; Lucin, a boy of sixteen, raced forward, the yellow shield flaring up as raced over the rough ground. The demon snarled and tossed aside the head with a wet cracking sound. Dori started to race after her brother, Magie's only son, but her mother grabbed her tightly.
; ; The teenage boy's attack brought him very close to the demon as he swung back. The yellow flare of energy collected on his fist with the arc and he collected powerfully against the demon's chest.
; ; The energy flickered out.
; ; Lucin stared dumbly at his fist, looking up to the demon who grinned back. A powerful fist, ending with three powerful claws, slashed up, cutting his hand off at the wrist. A fountain of blood spurted out as he screamed in agony.
; ; The other children started to scream also, huddling together in the protective yellow field.
; ; It snuffed out, plunging the area into darkness. Only the burning red eyes of the demon flared up. Then another, then another. Hundreds of pairs of eyes opened up, flooding the entire area in a flickering, demonic glow.
; ; The children screamed and huddled closer. Lucin scrambled back, clutching the stump of his hand as he whimpered in pain. Magie raced to him, ripping off part of her dress to bind the flow of blood. The demons gathered around the mob, trapping any chance to escape with their horrible red eyes.
; ; Her eldest looked at her, his eyes glazed with pain, "Why aren't they killing us?"
; ; Magie hugged Lucin tightly, "I don't know, honey, I don't know."
; ; They waited there in the light of the demonic eyes for over an hour before a flickering yellow light began to filter through the deep woods. Magie looked up from her singing to the youngest children, a note caught in her throat. The eyes of the demon turned to face the yellow glow, a shining adoration glowed in their eyes.
; ; The demon lord Jacok stepped out of the darkness and into the mob's view. His body was wreathed in an aura of brilliant yellow flames. As he brushed past the ancient trees, they withered and burnt away in a matter of seconds.
; ; He smiled warmly as he stepped up to the children. The ground underneath him shriveled and burnt away. Magie stood up, staring at him as she stepped in front of the children. Her eyes looked over the naked demon, briefly looking over the cruel claws and powerful legs.
; ; His cock was closer to normal looking, a smooth shaft at half-mast. A thick, rounded head hung away from his body, the tip shiny with his pre-cum. The shaft itself was immense, as long as her arm and as thick as her wrist. Compared to the rod that penetrated Zoria, it was small, but to Magie's eyes, it was larger than was humanly possible.
; ; Magie held her daughter back behind her as she stood up against the demon lord, "What do you want?"
; ; Jacok smiled and spoke in the harsh language, but somehow she and the children understood the sweet words that flowed from his lips.
; ; "Why, Magie," she gasped at the sound of her name in the demonic tongue, but he continued, "I have what I want," he gestured to the mob of children, "all of you."
; ; Some of the children stepped back, but the demons circled closer. Magie looked around, fear growing in her eyes, "W-Why?"
; ; The demon lord growled and spoke as his eyes glowed yellow, "There is no pleasure greater than I give. There is no release except that which I grant. Those who seek my nature alone are doomed to fail. Those who fail will die."
; ; Magie frowned, trying to understand the words. Pivis looked at Gerid who grinned, "So, it was sex."
; ; The demon lord nodded, "Yes, the young boy is right. Those who feel the crest of pleasure are doomed to die by my hand."
; ; The older woman shook her head, denying the inhuman man, "But, I-I been with... oh dear..."
; ; Jacok shrugged, bursting a tree into flames, "You, my dear Magie, has never experienced that pleasure in your life. Even with your husband of ten years, he never pushed you over the edge into your doom."
; ; "Never?" her voice was a whisper as she tried to remember.
; ; "Never, my pet."
; ; Magie whimpered softly, "Pet?"
; ; She stepped back a step, but stumbled against the children packed tightly behind her. The demon lord slid forward, his yellow flame flickering along his body as it lit up her face. Her eyes widen as he place one jagged claw under her chin, forcing her eyes to look into his deep, shifting yellow ones. Her breath caught in her chest as she found her gaze pulled into those eyes.
; ; Those violent, shifting eyes.
; ; His voice was soft and sweet, those harsh demonic words passing past his lips and into her ears. As he spoke, the yellow in his eyes shifted and boiled, swirling with the energy hidden inside the body of the demon.
; ; "Yes, my pet. I've been watching you for a long time."
; ; "How long?"
; ; He smiled but didn't say anything. Some of the children whimpered as a breeze blew the stench of burning trees across the clearing. Magie's hands held Dori's and Laci's shoulders as she tried to back away; her body resist, holding still as she found herself staring into the demon lord's eyes.
; ; A long silence filled the clearing, except for the crackling of the burning trees. Magie found her voice, but couldn't tear her eyes away from the demon lord's.
; ; "What do you want?"
; ; He smiled, not saying anything. Around him, the demons and children shifted on their feet as the silence grew between them, woman verses demon lord, human verses the supernatural.
; ; In her mind, she found herself thinking about him. She could still smell the fresh blood on their claws as the wind ripped around her. The crackle of the burning trees teased her senses as she tried to figure out her odds.
; ; The claw under her chin prickled lightly, reminding her how closer her throat was to being sliced. Her imagination filled the gaps as she felt as if her blood was cascading down her chest; Magie shuddered and pushed that thought out of her mind.
; ; She continued to stare into his eyes, searching for an answer. The violence pushed aside, leaving an animal lust behind. She thought about his cock, wondering if he really could give her pleasure. Part of her screamed at the thought of that massive shaft buried inside her, but she felt her sex begin to stir with the thought. Many other memories and thoughts passed through her mind in the silence as the demon lord's eyes spoke their silent message.
; ; After a long time, she finally spoke into the silence as the wind suddenly died down.
; ; "What do I have to do?"
; ; The clawed hand snapped open and wrapped around her throat. The powerful muscles tightened around her fragile neck, threatening to snap it. A whimper escaped her throat as he pulled her closer until his tooth-filled maw was mere centimeters from her lips.
; ; "You must give yourself to me: mind, body, and soul. If you resist, you die. If you fight, you die. If you ever seek pleasure outside of my touch, you will die."
; ; She choked briefly, "And the children?"
; ; He growled for a moment. The demons circled closer until their blood-filled breath washed over the frightened children. The demon lord look at her with his horrible eyes, "Your surrender will save them until they are ready for my touch. From then, they will be my pets just as you will become."
; ; Magie had a choice: death of her and the children or surrender of everything to the demon lord.
; ; Behind her, the children looked at her with pleading eyes, begging for an answer as the demons circled around. If she said no, they would descend upon them with no mercy. For some, their deaths would be quick but filled with pain. For her and the others, there would a great deal of suffering before they were allowed to perish. If she surrendered, her mind and body would no longer be hers to command. Beyond that, she had no idea what the demon lord had in mind for her and the unknown scared her. It scared her more than anything else ever did.
; ; The demons growled around her as the yellow, silent eyes of the demon lord gazed over her. Lucin whimpered as someone brushed against the stump of his arm. Magie's eyes hardened as she returned the yellow gaze.
; ; "My son."
; ; Jacok nodded and growled something she couldn't understand. A movement in the demonic crowd drew her attention away as she saw two demons step out. One of them was female, six firm breasts on her chest as she looked over the crowd with a hungry, lustful gaze. The other demon looked like an insect for the brief moment before it leaped forward and grabbed Lucin's arms.
; ; Both he and Magie screamed as he was dragged out in front of her. His feet scraped along the ground, but the demon's strength easily dragged him along the hard-packed ground. The female succubus followed being, her hips swaying with each sensual movement.
; ; Reaching in front of her, the insect demon clicked before ripping the cloth off the stump of his wrist. Lucin screamed and tried to pull away, but the female demon pressed her naked body up against his back, holding his waist tightly as her breath brushed against his neck. Lucin's struggles slowed as an embarrassed flush grew along his neck and cheeks; the succubus smiled, pressing her firm breasts tighter against his back.
; ; A hot river of blood poured out of Lucin's stump as he shivered. The insect creature wrapped one of its claws around it's own wrist. With a single motion, it ripped it's claw off with a spray of black blood. The black fountain splattered against Lucin's and Magie's clothes as they watched in fear.
; ; The severed claw twitched a few times as the insect creature turned back to face Lucin with it's segmented gaze. He leaned back, partially to escape the demon in front of him and partially to feel the firm breasts behind him. A growing bulge quickly became evident to him and his mother. His blush grew hotter as he looked nervously around.
; ; Jacok chuckled and nodded. The insect demon grabbed the stump of Lucin's arm. The boy whimpered then yelped as the creature shoved the severed fist, still dripping with black blood, against the bleeding stump of his arm.
; ; He yanked his arm back as the burning sensation slammed through his arms. To his fear, the claws clenched together as if they were now his natural hand. He tried to shake it off, but his action stop as the succubus slide her hand around to grasp his manhood.
; ; His new demonic claw forgotten, he looked with wide eyes at the female succubus. She smiled, small fangs glittering in the light, and stroked him harder. Lucin glanced over to the demon lord, frightened.
; ; The lord chuckled, "Make him a man."
; ; The female demon purred warmly, stroking him as her other hand fondled her buttocks. She spun him around and grabbed his hand. Still purring, she started to lead him into the crowd of demons.
; ; Lucin looked back at the demon lord and mother. Jacok nodded, "My pleasure comes in many forms, she is one of them."
; ; His mother forgotten, Lucin's smile plastered itself again his face as he turned to follow the naked demon. Magie stared with dumbfounded shock at her retreating son, her mouth slightly open. She closed her mouth with a snap as she realized that the life of her son was now owned by the demon lord in front of her.
; ; Jacok looked back at Magie, his eyes almost burning intensely, "Choose, my pet, choose your life or death."
; ; Magie looked frightened at the demon lord, then back over her shoulder at the children watching her with fear and trust. The decision pained her in more ways than one. Resisting meant a painful death for her and the others. Surrender meant a life filled with pain, agony, and probably sexual suffering--she's seen what the demon's hand in mind as they stroked their black cocks.
; ; Her gaze slid back to Jacok, refusing to meet his eyes as her mind spun with her decision. Consequences and predictions slammed around inside her, making her choice harder.
; ; Finally, she came down to the conclusion in a short period of time. If she resisted, she would die. She was a survivor and there was no chance to survive that. Even though it might be the end of her life, there were more chances if she surrendered.
; ; Jacok's cocks began to stir as he felt her reach a decision. It twitched and grew harder as he watched her trying to convince herself to say the words.
; ; Her mind and body resisted her attempts to speak as she opened her mouth silently and then closed it. She tried to stand forward, but her muscles froze in place; her unconscious mind screamed at her to resist, to die and end it.
; ; With an incredible effort, she choked out the words, feeling the claws digging into her throat with each movement. Her eyes shone with her conviction to survive and continue. As she spoke, she stood up straighter.
; ; "What must I do."
; ; A smile crossed Jacok's face, "There is no pleasure greater than I give."
; ; "You want me to... pleasure... me?"
; ; He didn't say anything. His smile reached his yellow eyes, the flickering depths hinting at a world of pleasure and lust. She felt her body respond, a warm building between her legs. With a gasp, her lips parted as her gaze looked down to the throbbing length of his shaft.
; ; It was hard, almost painfully hot. A thin sheen of clear fluids coated it's entire length. Two massive balls, the size of apricots, hung loosely underneath his shaft. This veins coated the balls, throbbing in time with the veins along the entire length of his shaft. Two ridges ran along the bottom edge of his shaft as they led into a thick, narrow tip. His cockhead barely had a ridge, instead it looked like a sharpened point to some thick, gnarly stick.
; ; Magie found herself licking her lips, wondering what it would feel inside her. Her body warmed at the thought as a faint trickle of her juices dribbled down her inner thigh. Her hand slid down her side and between her legs. She frowned as her fingers easily slipped into her sex, her sex was drenched with excitement. Bringing her slick fingers into view, she looked at it curiously.
; ; Her hand reached out to Jacok, her fingers grasping the thick shaft of his length. Her fingers barely reached around the black width as she pulled herself closer. The musky smell of his excitement brought a renewed rush between her legs as she brought her other hand to the throbbing rod.
; ; "So hot..."
; ; Her voice was barely a whisper, but it carried over the clearing, startling the children. They watched in silence, their fear gone as they and the demons watched with rapt fascination.
; ; Her hands stroked up the shaft, the soft skin sliding between her palms as the thick layer of pre-cum soaked it's length. She slid her hands up and down, feeling it's hot length between her fingers. She gasped as she watched another fresh flood of pre-cum dribble out of the tip of his shaft and over her fingers, soaking between her fingers with the slick, yellow juices.
; ; She scratched her nose, accidentally coating her mouth with his hot juices. Her tongue flicked out, tasting him on her lips. A smile crossed her face as she felt a warm seep down her throat from the warm, comfortable taste.
; ; Wanting to taste more, she bowed her head as if in prayer. Her lips brushed against the slick tip of his rod. Her lips parted as her tongue tasted him again, enjoying the warmth as she pushed her mouth along the thickness of his cock.
; ; Her fingers continued to stroke up and down on his shaft, stuffing her face with his cock. She purred happily and pulled more of his length into her mouth, stretching her jaw around the black width.
; ; Wanting more, she leaned forward, pressing his length into her cleavage. The heat soaked through her dress and she started to pull her body up and down in short movements. Her mouth continued to suck on the tip, drawing the musky juices from the tip of his cock.
; ; A whimper of frustration escaped her lips as she started to fumble at her shirt. To her surprise, the fabric ripped easily. Looking down, she saw that the black blood from the insect demon burned her clothes, tearing it almost to shreds.
; ; Magie moaned in pleasure and ripped her dress off her to press the hot length of Jacok's hotness against her body and between her firm breasts. With another moan of pleasure, she rocked her body up and down the length, coating her entire front with his juices.
; ; For a long time, she stroked his shaft with her body, squeezing it between her breasts and licking the wet juices from his skin. When she finally looked up, there was a look of wanton lust in her eyes.
; ; "Master...?" she asked as if she was asking for his proper title.
; ; Jacok nodded, "Yes, my pet?"
; ; "I... I want you... inside me."
; ; He didn't say anything.
; ; "...please?"
; ; The demon lord's arms reached down to pin her wrists against her waist. Flexing powerful muscles, he didn't even grunt as he picked her up completely off the ground. She whimpered as she felt her legs leave the ground, "Oh, master."
; ; He lifted her up while pulling her closer until she felt the hot tip of his cock brush against her dripping sex. At the first touch of the heated bulge, she moaned loudly, parting her legs to the limits of her muscles.
; ; "Please master, I want you. I want you inside me."
; ; "Will you surrender to me, my pet?"
; ; Magie didn't think, her body screaming for the black length of her lord's cock.
; ; "Master, I am yours. I need you... I... my body is yours to command. My soul is yours to use. My mind... my mind is your toy. Please master, take me."
; ; She spoke quietly but firmly, her conviction burning in her eyes. He didn't speak, but he responded by pushing her down on his shaft. The massive width of his length easily entered her soaked entrance, plunging inside the tight channel.
; ; With the first flood of sexual sensations, Magie threw back her head and screamed in pleasure. Her voice, high and lustful, echoed against the trees as she felt the hard length of the cock bury its way into her body, filling her from the inside to her limits.
; ; His cock barely slid halfway into her quivering entrance before the tip pressed tightly against the back of her vagina. The intense, wet heat filled her, sending bolts of pleasure into her veins.
; ; He pushed down for a moment, almost painfully, before he drew her up along his shaft. The thick ridges tugged and pulled at her inner lips, stretching them tightly before slipping out with delicious sensations of pleasure.
; ; Her whimper vibrated through her chest as she felt the hot length slip out of her body, her tunnel quivering from being stretched so wildly open. Her legs feel together, but she pushed them apart as she felt the hardness begin to stretch its way back into her aching hole.
; ; A long, drawn out moan of pleasure followed the hot rod as it pushed inside her, teasing her inner walls with each ridge and bump. Her head rolled forward, her hands straining against the claws that pinned them to her hips.
; ; Finding no movement there, she looked up into her master's eyes, feeling the shifting yellow lust in her own heart. The cock inside her buried deeply inside her, pressing tightly against the limits of her pussy with a burning warmth.
; ; Magie gasped as she felt his length throb inside, sending more pleasure into her with each bump and twitch deep inside her wet core.
; ; Jacok lifted and dropped her on his shaft with a little more force, plunging hard inside her body with a smooth stroke. He grinned as he lifted her body, a velvet sheath around his hardness, and pushed her down. The stroke rammed his length hard into her until the thick head of his cock slammed against her cervix. He held her there, slowly building up pressure against the opening to her womb.
; ; She felt the pain grow inside her as her cervix began to tear under the immense pressure of the demon lord. The sensations in her body were felt, not heard as the wet tearing continued to burn deep inside her.
; ; Her arms flexed, trying to break loose, but Jacok's strength was far in excess of hers. Finding her trapped, she remembered her words. With a moan of pleasure, she looked up into the shifting yellow eyes.
; ; "Master, please."
; ; The wet tearing snapped inside her as the cock plunged hard inside her, his ridged length rippling along her tight opening until the base of his length slammed hard against her labia, pounding a spark of pleasure through her system.
; ; Magie whimpered as the demon lord lifted her and shoved her down hard, sending more pleasure into her system. Her breasts bounced with the force of his stroke as he contained to pound her up and down his length. Each motion provoked a scream of pleasure as she felt something hot and burning building up inside her.
; ; It continued to grow inside her, an intense sensation that built inside her, growing like a raging fire inside her. The demon lord continued to shove her up and down on his length, pounding her body with a merciless intensity.
; ; The hot rod inside her began to burn with an intense yellow flame. The flickering light plunged in and out of her with his hard strokes as she felt something grow inside her, a throbbing heat and excited her body beyond her comprehension.
; ; Jacok came inside her, a hard powerful burst that flooded her very womb with his demonic seed. She felt the burning heat fill her around the throbbing length; something burst inside her.
; ; Her first orgasm crashed into her with the intensity of a charging dragon. Every cell of her body screamed in pleasure as her body ignited in a burst of yellow flame. Her entire sex tightened around the shaft, squeezing tightly against his length as the last of his cum pumped into her sex.
; ; Burst after burst of pleasure exploded inside her as she screamed in pleasure. Her body writhed on the shaft, wiggling around in the final throes of her first orgasm.
; ; As the final burst of pleasure faded from her system, all energy drained out of her with a rush. A final whimper of pleasure escaped out of her throat as she fell unconscious; her dreams of pleasure started as soon as she slumped against her demon lord.
; ; Jacok dropped her to the ground. Her naked body sprawled against the packed dirt as a massive flood of cum poured out of her sex. She whimpered in her sleep and curled up, one hand pressing tightly up against her sex to keep the cum inside.
; ; "I love you, master."
; ; Many months later, spring poured into the town. Half-rotted buildings sagged in their foundations, their doors torn off by wind and rain. The streets were filled with garbage, mostly torn from the houses and soaked by three months of snow.
; ; A small group of people reached the edge of town and looked across it. Twelve of them were wearing the same uniform of Franome Royal Guards. They carried their weapons with dangerous ease as they suspiciously looked over the deserted town.
; ; In the distance, they could see a thin plume of smoke; it appeared to be far outside of town, but it was a sign of life. Silence and signs of life made all of them nervous, it was only silent before a fight.
; ; The thirteenth man was young, about twenty-seven winters old. His armor was light, barely a chain vest covering his body as he looked around with trained suspicion. There was a sword at his waist, but he didn't really like using it. The leather creaked as he circled around the guards. Around his neck, the badge of the Royal Tax Collector shone in the spring sunlight with each motion he made.
; ; The head of the squad, a dour man with many years of suspicion, stepped forward. His weapon glittered in the sunlight as he scratched at a healing scar on his face. The tax collector stopped next to him and looked over the village.
; ; "Think it's really abandoned?"
; ; The squad leader shook his head, "Look like it, but that doesn't mean anything."
; ; "Like that one a few months ago?"
; ; The guard scratched the scar on his face, remembering, "Yeah, that boy had a good aim with that dagger, Loren. If you weren't screaming like a baby, I would have lost an eye."
; ; Loren made a fade, then chuckled, "Anything I can do to help."
; ; The guard glared at him briefly, "Don't go wandering around on your own, this time. You'll get yourself killed or worse."
; ; "What is worse than de... never-mind. I'll stay while you send the squad over the village."
; ; The guard barked out some orders and the rest spread out quickly. Their chain armor whispered as they disappeared between the streets. They worked in pairs, moving with a grace of many years of experience.
; ; Before the head guard moved out on his own, he looked back to Loren, "Going to be okay by yourself?"
; ; The tax collector grinned, "Yeah. I'm not going to make that mistake again. I have a wife and child at home."
; ; The guard grinned, "Planning on making another?"
; ; "As soon as I get back."
; ; "So, stay here and don't go wandering off. If you die, I don't want to have to explain to them why you were stupid."
; ; Loren nodded and made a point of sitting down, setting his weapon aside. Folding his hands on his lap, he looked up with feigned innocent. The squad leader chuckled, "Right."
; ; He walked into the village, moving as if he owned the place. In a matter of moments, the tax collector was alone on the edge of Willow's End.
; ; He was content to stay there, but a girl's voice called out on the wind. His head snapped up as he tried to identify the location of the pleading voice. It called out again, a soft cry for help.
; ; "Hello!? Anyone?"
; ; No guard answered, but the begging sound called out. He jumped up to find her, then remembered his sword. Grabbing the weapon, he called out for her. She answered, a muffled voice tinged with fear and exhaustion.
; ; Loren followed the voice, calling out for the guards, but no one came to him. The trail lead him between two buildings, where the fresh smell of life hung in the air like dust motes.
; ; "Hello?"
; ; From behind some rubble, he heard a response, "Help me. It's so cold and it hurts."
; ; Loren flung himself forward, his sword dropping as he pawed at stones and wood, throwing them aside. Her voice called out from behind the rubble, from a dark hole his clearing revealed. He shoved aside broken glass and twisted metal until he cleared the opening.
; ; It was dark, even with the sunlight filtering in the alley. The darkness clung to the opening. Loren stopped right before diving into the hole, some primal instinct stopping him. His hand, centimeters from the opening, locked in place, shaking.
; ; From the utter darkness, a girl's voice called out, "Please help me, I'm trapped. It hurts so much." The voice choked off with a whimper of pain.
; ; Loren tried to look into the hole, but he couldn't force his body to move. His stomach screwed up in pain and he started to shake.
; ; From behind him, a sweet young voice spoke out, "Don't."
; ; Loren spun around, jumping back against the wall as he noticed a girl of eleven winters standing less than a meter away from him.
; ; Dori giggled as he slammed up against the wall, his feet slipping closer to the darkness. Something shifting in the hole as a smell of a rotting corpse burst out of the hole. Two burning red eyes flared up and Loren flung himself away from the hole and the wall.
; ; His feet twisted on some loose glass and he felt himself falling. With a desperate movement, he managed to spin himself onto his back before slamming hard against the rock. His breath was driven out of his lungs and black spots swam before his eyes as he gasped for breath.
; ; The first thing he saw when he recovered was an eleven-year old pussy, poised over his mouth. The hairless folds were puffy as the sweet smell of her sex drifted into his senses. A few drops of excitement clung to the pink folds as she looked down and smiled. There was a sensual look to her face as he gaped dumbfounded.
; ; Dori smiled again, her eyes glittering briefly, "Are you okay?"
; ; "Wh... what was that?"
; ; "Gwin."
; ; He frowned and looked at the darkness of the hole. The two burning eyes looked at him with a growl, then faded as the darkness clung deeper in the hole.
; ; "What is a Gwin?"
; ; "Not it, her. She died with everyone else."
; ; "But... but I heard her."
; ; Dori smiled and stepped back slightly, drawing his attention back to her dripping sex and the smooth skin of her thighs.
; ; "I know. She still moves, but any man who goes in there dies."
; ; Loren felt his manhood ache with hardness and did everything in his power to look up at her face. His body resisted, sending desire and lust through his veins like the sweetest of wines.
; ; "We should move..."
; ; Dori stepped back and crouched down, pressing her young sex directly on the ridge of his cock. The wet heat of her excitement seeped through his pants, drenching it in a matter of moments.
; ; Loren groaned with desire. His hands lifted to push her off, but stopped when he realized he wanted to hold her hips and drive inside her. Dori, as if reading his thoughts, smiled sensuously and grounded her sex against him.
; ; "What... what... are you... doing?"
; ; Dori looked surprised and Loren found his thoughts wanting to feel his shaft in her mouth. He shook his head and Dori leaned forward, rocking her hips against him as her still forming breasts pressed lightly against his chest. Her lips moved slightly as she spoke, "Is there something wrong?"
; ; "Yes... no... yes! This is wrong."
; ; He grabbed her shoulders but couldn't force himself to push her off. She smiled, a hungry look that soaked the front of his jeans with lust. His hand shivered on the young girl's shoulder, fighting off the almost supernatural seduction of her body.
; ; He almost screamed, "I can't. This is wrong! I'm not into girls!"
; ; Dori wiggled against him, pressing her body tighter as she rubbed her soaked sex against the ridge of his manhood, "You say no, but your body is screaming for me," she pressed down hard on his cock, "it wants me so badly. Can't you feel it?"
; ; He started to say something, but suddenly her attitude changed. With a sexy pout, she stood up, "Would you like to talk to our mother? She can explain things for you."
; ; Loren found himself in shock for a moment as he tried to figure out what changed about her. There was still the rampant sexuality that dripped form her, an intensity unbecoming of a girl less than twelve years of age. But, there was a dangerous glitter in her eyes as she held out her hand.
; ; Automatically, he took it. Dori pulled him up with surprising strength and smiled warmly. Her leg caressed against his, reminding him that his cock still ached to slide into her body. Her mouth was dangerously close to the organ in question as she looked up with pleading eyes.
; ; "Come, we would love to have you for dinner."