I felt the bed sink as Cassius landed on his knees between my legs. ‘Keep her still,’ he grunted as he prepared to sink his spined dick straight into me… He used his hands to push my thighs wider apart and then he commenced grinding against my groin, running his erection up and down.
I gasped at the feeling of the hard, almost bonelike ridges on his cock, each of them tipped with a curved spine that caught against my flesh, heightening my arousal. ‘You want me, little whore,’ he grunted, cupping my hips with his hands. ‘I can smell it.’
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 18
[‘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.]
Between my legs, I felt Cassius, my captor, finally lining himself up to push into me.
His head was thick and somewhat conical in shape, rimmed with the same short horns tipped with spines as the rest of his dick. I knew, from my morning’s reading, far too much about incubus anatomy, and I knew that these bonelike protuberances were where they felt the major part of their pleasure.
So it wasn’t a surprise to me when he growled loudly, almost a yell, as he pushed my entrance open and slid his head inside me. My body protested at being stretched that wide open but Cassius didn’t care. He grunted again and pushed hard, forcing his way hungrily into me.
Gaius had been bigger but Gaius had also had more self-control. I felt the moment that Cassius lost control — he had thrust nearly halfway into me, I was moaning around the fingers inside my mouth, my back was arching and my legs opening instinctively to give him greater access.
Then he yelled again, his hands tightening on my hips, and he thrust brutally the rest of the way into me, his horned cock driving hard against my deep inner wall.
I could hear myself screaming, and up near my head some incubi were sniggering — enjoying the sight of me being fucked by an incubus for the first time.
I doubted Cassius could even hear my screams. He pulled out and stabbed himself straight back into me, his hips rolling with a circular, wavelike motion. And then, he just sped up, fucking harder and faster, faster even than the dogmen had fucked me with their shivering dicks and intense need.
The ridges along his cock seemed almost perfectly placed to maximise my pleasure, driving along my channel, riding my g-spot and thrusting hard into my deep inner core. The sex, although brutally rough, would have been sheer pleasure if it wasn’t for the spines rising from each ridge and rimming his head as well.
Just like Gaius’ dick, they caught on my flesh, pricking me, emptying their lubricant into me, filling me with a toxin that just maximised my pleasure.
He fucked me brutally hard, riding me carelessly, forcing me to take all of him — and when he came, I felt his heat exploding deep into me, filling me.
My skin was slippery with sweat — mine and Cassius’ — and I felt gross as his lower half collapsed on top of me, still buried deep inside me. His spines had dug deep into me with his orgasm and I could feel them slowly softening. Some of them would break off, I knew from my research, when he pulled out, leaving themselves embedded in my channel and my cervix, releasing more of their intoxicating pheromones as they slowly dissolved over the coming days and weeks.
He roared as he pulled out of me and I screamed hoarsely, feeling some of his spines pulling free of my body. Others were too deeply buried in my flesh, doing their job of transforming me into an incubus pet — capable of little more than fucking and breeding, unable to think beyond my own rapacious need for sex.
I couldn’t think about that then though. I couldn’t see but I knew a second incubus was ready to fuck me in turn as soon as Cassius stepped away.
The second incubus didn’t tease himself on my pussy like Cassius had — one moment I felt the bed around my hips dipping down underneath his weight, the following instant his hot spined dick was already pushing eagerly into my tender cunt, forcing me open easily as he sought his pleasure.
Things got vague after that. The second incubus shoved himself deeply inside me in one long thrust before starting to rut with me as hard and fast as Cassius had. My mind was swirling and my body was overloaded with sensations. I was so very turned on, my cunt and pussy dripping with my own lubrication, my channel feeling swollen and desperate with need.
Deep inside me, where the incubus’ horned head kept thrusting viciously again and again, I could feel a hot nub of pleasure growing and growing until it was almost unbearable. As the incubus fucked me brutally, the pleasure became almost unbearable, and I was screaming myself hoarse, scared my whole body would shatter apart.
I needn’t have worried. Incubi evolved out of the first couplings between demon lords and human women — and they evolved precisely to incapacitate and breed their human breeding slaves as quickly as possible.
The hot well of pleasure deep inside me exploded a moment after the second incubus ejaculated into me, my whole belly and groin and thighs seeming to melt as pleasure flooded through me. I moaned helplessly, my head thrashing from side to side as I struggled to process the sensations.
The flood of endorphins had left my legs trembling helplessly — I knew that if I tried to stand, my legs would collapse underneath me.
You won’t be able to walk tomorrow, little human. Not after we’ve spent all night impregnating you.
Fuck that. I knew I couldn’t walk now.
The second incubus pulled himself out of me without fanfare, and I screamed again, my senses swirling at the combined pleasure-pain from his spines.
Then a third incubus was rolling me over, pulling me up towards him in a doggie position and thrusting into me greedily. I lost control after that. I was a mess of arousal and sweat, trapped in the darkness, my face covered in my own saliva, my breasts aching from the incubi suckling endlessly, desperate for more of my milk.
How many were there? I didn’t know. I had counted at least seven when they filed in, but I had heard more of them enter later — the whole pack assembled to fuck the human woman they had stolen.
They fucked me and they kept fucking me, until I was sliding in and out of consciousness, my cunt still desperate for arousal even as I ached from the constant rough penetration. My groin was awash with their viscous cum, deposited deep inside me but continually flowing back out of me and across my inner thighs and belly and back between my butt cheeks.
I couldn’t walk. I came again and then again, and then I lost count of my orgasms, each of them seeming bigger and more devastating. The electric sensations spread along my legs until I could feel but not move even my toes, and then my arms and neck grew limp and languid as well — turning me into their ragdoll, a helpless human ornament.
The incubi pack kept fucking me like that — rutting with my stupefied body, just like Valerie’s guests did when she drugged me, enjoying my utter helplessness.
Only when morning came did they leave me alone, and I drifted, high on a cloud, aching and limp, completely unable to move — until I finally fell into a deep, natural sleep.
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‘Here’s how it’s going to go… I am going to fuck you again, sweet sister, every chance I get. Every family gathering, when I give you the nod, I’ll take you aside and I’ll shove my dick right up into you…’
Zoe is looking forward to meeting her new stepbrother Zane – until the day of their parents’ wedding, when he gropes her, fucks her, and tells her he’s going to own her.
Zoe’s New Stepbrother is available now at All These Roadworks and contains incest, non-con, enslavement, and breeding themes. Read Chapter 1 here.
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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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It’s not a manifesto
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.
When I put intense play into my writing, it’s never a description of how these types of play should happen in the real world. There are a lot of people out there who can provide advice on how to do these things for real – listen to them and not me! Love you all 💖
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