‘Maybe I should buy you,’ Gaius, the demon torturing me, said. ‘You’d look good in my stables. I’d enjoy stabbing my seed into you in my weekly insemination run.’ He winked at me. ‘You’re not your master’s equal and he’s not going to marry you. He wants you for fun and breeding, love,’ he chuckled. ‘The same as we all do. Spread your legs for me now…’
Serafina’s Destiny continues the story that started in Serafina’s Gift – an erotic novel available on All These Roadworks or Smashwords. You can read Chapter 1 here!
Serafina’s Destiny: Chapter 5
[‘Serafina’s Destiny’ is a maledom femsub enslavement erotica with lactation, breeding and supernatural themes. Chapter 1 of ‘Serafina’s Destiny’ is here]
‘You’ll call him ‘Lord’,’ Gaius said, winking at me. ‘He wants you for fun and breeding, love,’ he chuckled. ‘The same as we all do. Spread your legs.’
Feeling numb, I lay back on the bed cover, opening my bent legs obediently, flushing as I saw Gaius’ greedy gaze land directly on my pussy.
‘Yeah,’ he said. ‘Just like that, love.’
I lay there, passive and accepting, while Gaius stripped easily out of his expensive, fashionable clothing. I squirmed mentally as I imagined the men at the end of the cameras enjoying watching me fully naked, lying here, ready for Gaius to fuck again. But I knew I couldn’t care about that. Plenty of police had watched me fucking now. I knew it rankled this time because Inspector Harmer was the first who had been so openly dismissive and so obviously crude.
Watching Gaius, I realised that I felt more kinship with him than with Inspector Harmer’s unit. Yes, he was horrific and I knew he didn’t think of me as a person, not really. I was like a pet, a cute human animal he could enjoy for the morning.
But at least I didn’t feel betrayed by him because it wasn’t his job to protect me.
Fully naked, Gaius looked like any other buff bloke — he had strong muscles and ripped abs tapered down to a strong waist. His dick was big but not too much bigger than an average human man. I tried to not let him see that I was looking, checking him out, but of course he noticed.
He winked at me again, as he climbed back onto the bed, coming easily to a kneeling position between my legs. At this angle, his erection rose like a tower from his groin — big and shapely, thick and curving upwards to a large, uncircumcised head.
‘You like my prong?’ he asked, stroking himself with one hand. ‘It’s going back inside you, darling. But this time, I’m going to fuck you properly. You’ll get to feel what a real demon is like.’
‘Please don’t hurt me, my Lord,’ I said, feeling panickly at what he promised.
I knew begging was pointless though.
Gaius thought I was livestock, he would do what he wanted to me.
He didn’t answer, starting to stroke his shaft faster and harder in front of me, his eyes closing almost to slits in his ecstasy. Then I watched horrified, unable to look away, as his cock transformed in front of me, thickening and lengthening. He growled deeply and then I saw sharp spines rising from the length of him, each of them curving backwards.
As he masturbated, I saw that his thick head was barbed with a spiral of hooked, backwards curving spines.
To my terrified eyes, his shaft looked like a horrific magnification of a high school biology lesson on animals with terrifying phalluses. Some long-forgotten afternoon in the biology room, some class clown had gotten out their smartphone and had shown the class photos of animal erections, stiff and glistening, decorated with horrifying sharp spines.
I can’t take that, I thought, scared, but I still knew I had no choice.
As I watched, a rich stream of precum started to flow from Gaius’ shaft, and he dropped down onto all fours above me.
‘Time to be bred, love,’ he grinned down at me, sweat forming on his face as his eyes struggled to focus on me in his lust. ‘Aurelius probably won’t let it take root in you, but I’m going to pump you full of seed anyway.’
‘No, please,’ I begged, wanting to roll away but I felt pinned in place. ‘You’re going to hurt me. I’m not built for this!’ The whole front of my body felt scared, vulnerable. ‘Please’.
‘Your place is pain,’ Gaius grunted, lowering himself down onto his elbows.
He lowered his face to kiss me and it wasn’t awful. I had had far worse kisses from supernatural creatures in the last few months, and even from some humans. Gaius kissed my lips, almost chastely, with his lips, before using his lips and tongue to push my mouth open and slide his tongue inside me. His hand stroked down my side, clearly enjoying touching me.
I kissed him back, writhing up against him, even as I felt the weight of his body land on mine. I was trying so hard not to think about his spined dick that he was going to push into me that I almost enjoyed making out with him on the bed. He was a good kisser and his body felt good against mine.
I did flush with sudden embarrassment when I knew that Inspector Harmer and his men would be watching me apparently enjoying myself fucking a demon — and then, I shrugged it off. They were going to dismiss me as a slut anyway, and I equally didn’t want to give them footage of me being taken against my will.
Remembering how Inspector Harmer had talked about the men keeping a book — how many times, in which positions, which holes the demon prefers, how much she screams when the demon fucks her — I knew some men in the unit would probably enjoy it more if they were watching me scream as I tried, unsuccessfully, to escape my ravishment.
‘Fuck, you’re good,’ Gaius groaned once, right into my mouth, and I flushed with nervous pleasure.
His hips were between my upper thighs now, and his hands were down on my hips, and I knew he was going to want to be inside me shortly, and I knew it was going to hurt. Everyone said that being fucked by a demon would hurt. Some of them also told me that I would enjoy it, but I still didn’t know why I had to endure it.
Gaius kissed me harder, holding my hips still with his hands, and then I could feel the odd, raspy sensation of his spined shaft rubbing up and down through my labia, across my clit. It didn’t hurt yet but he wasn’t inside me yet. He was so freaking big and hard, I knew that the moment he started to slide into my cunt, the spikes would sink into my flesh, holding him in place inside me…
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