I wanted to scream as Gaius thrust into me again, and then again. The sense of invasion was intense. By penetrating me this way, the demon wasn’t just pushing his dick into me, he was seizing ownership of every part of my cunt, forcing me to be his.
Serafina is enslaved to an ancient demon lord… Forced to work for the local supernatural division of the police while her master ‘trains’ her as his broodmare, her days involve fucking one supernatural creature after another, all the while waiting for the day when her master comes to claim her…
Serafina’s Destiny: Chapter 7
[‘Serafina’s Destiny’ is a maledom, femsub enslavement erotica with lactation, breeding and supernatural/monster-fucking themes. Chapter 1 of ‘Serafina’s Destiny’ is here]
Gaius grunted under his breath, shoving hard.
I shrieked suddenly — oh gods, he was all the way inside me, I could feel it. As he started to grind against me, enjoying the feeling of my cervix and deep inner walls against his tip, his foreskin started to pull back, allowing the rosette of curving spines on his head to catch and spike into me.
‘Fuck,’ he groaned, almost under his breath.
He opened his eyes, meeting mine, and I shuddered at the sudden intimacy.
‘You’re good, darling,’ he murmured, still grinding against me in small gyrating movements that I could tell were embedding his spines even deeper into me. ‘Aurelius has trained you well,’ he grunted, his eyes wide and almost unfocused with pleasure. ‘There’s nothing like shafting a new human broodmare,’ he added, thrusting his hips suddenly so that his spines sank deeper.
I shrieked. I couldn’t help it. I felt impaled against the bed, unable to move, unable to do anything except breathe and endure the complete penetration of my groin.
Gaius lowered his head, licking across my nipples, before choosing one of my breasts to latch onto, suckling hard.
I knew he wasn’t done. I knew that he was just toying with me — or enjoying himself so much that he wanted to take it slow. I knew there was more. My ‘master’ had been fucking me in my sleep for months now and I knew this was just the foreplay.
But experiencing this in my sleep as my master ‘trained’ me was not the same as experiencing it in real life.
I moaned helplessly, unable to believe how aroused I was despite Gaius’ spines digging into me, holding me still for him. I could feel his heat building, he was several degrees warmer than I was, his dick a fiery rod inside me. His motions were increasing too, he was pushing harder at my cervix as he ground into me with a circular motion, forcing his spines deep into the overwhelmed flesh.
Gaius’ eyes were shut as he suckled on me and I could almost swear that for him I didn’t exist anymore. He was deep in a pleasurable place, his member buried deep inside me and my milk flooding into his mouth.
I felt the moment that the demon lord decided to push deeper into me — it was utterly terrifying and simultaneously a revelation.
He ground deeper in smaller and smaller circles, pressing hard into me as if he could drill a hole into my womb, and soon I was gasping, reeling before the pressure.
They spear their shafts into their breeders’ holes and then they lock themselves into you, Valerie had said. Imagine having a barbed erection buried deep inside you, while he delivers his seed.
Oh gods, it felt invasive — my cervix was screaming at me that it hurt, that I was being invaded, dammit, that sex wasn’t meant to go this deep. But there wasn’t anything I could do about it. I just hoped that the watching police officers couldn’t tell what was happening — it was bad enough having to have sex with supernatural creatures on camera, let alone this intense, overwhelming, whole-of-body invasion.
Then Gaius thrust hard, and I almost fainted.
I could feel his whatever it was pushing into me, driving along the tight channel of my cervix, forcing his way into my womb. It hurt and then again it didn’t hurt. My brain was screaming at me that I wasn’t meant to be opened up this way, but Gaius’ spines and my master’s ‘training’ had done their job.
My whole groin was quivering with arousal, my clit suddenly on the edge of an orgasm. I couldn’t tell if it was a tentacle that Gaius was pushing into me or a new kind of spine. It was slippery and unfathomably hard at the same time, and — as Gaius’ spines held me still for him — he thrust hard again.
I screamed. And then I orgasmed around him, my whole body spasming with sheer, unutterable pleasure.
With the tiny part of my brain that even still functioned, I realised that Gaius was inside me. I had felt his slippery spine — erection, seeding tentacle, whatever it was — pushing into me and I knew he was all the way inside my womb now, where he wasn’t meant to be. Even as I lay beneath him, still gasping with shock, I felt more spines rooting themselves into me — stopping my body from ejecting him.
He grunted again, his breath hot against my skin — his mouth had finally let go of my nipple — and I cried out faintly, overwhelmed as I felt his seed flooding into my womb. It was hot, far hotter than my body temperature, and I could feel it as he shot load after load of his cum through my aching, tortured cervix and directly into my womb.
Gaius might have orgasmed but he didn’t stop. If anything, the motion increased as he started to thrust into me again and again, his body rutting against my groin, the spear invading my womb sliding back and forth, seeking the maximum pleasure that he could from this coupling.
He had said he was going to rip me open and he was right.
I don’t know how long it lasted. I would say it was heaven — I orgasmed, again and again, humiliatingly writhing underneath the demon buried inside me, my body clearly deciding that the solution to this intense penetration was pleasure — except that I felt so very invaded. Nothing that Valerie or her husbands, or the previous supernatural creatures that had fucked me, had compared to this.
I knew I was going to hurt after this. Gaius’ spines might be tipped with a pleasure-inducing toxin but they were also buried in my flesh, holding my whole groin still and stretched wide open for him to breed.
I think I fainted at least once, and I came to, choking and spluttering, to find him still thrusting into me.
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Read where it all began…
When she receives a mysterious sex toy in the mail, Serafina is too excited to ask questions about who sent it… and why. But her gift bears a supernatural curse – and Serafina can’t stop herself from succumbing to its addictive pleasure. Serafina finds herself descending into a world of rough, degrading gangbangs – helplessly submissive to anyone who wants to use her…
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I write a lot of M/f non-consent erotica, including enslavement of women, degradation and forced breeding. They are not an expression of how the world should be. Everything I write should stay in the hot world of fiction and play. It should absolutely not become part of the real world.
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