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Incubus Demonio: All Paths to Temptation

Django Kamadeva has just gotten a letter saying that grandfather has passed. Leaves him millions in a will, but a competing will from another relative requires he must spend the $1 million a day or forfeit the entire $800 million inheritance from the other relatives. Did I mention that he also turned into a demon? Now Watch him slowly take over New York.

Crash_Cooper · Fantasy
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35 Chs

Incubus Demonio – Sinful Story – Chapter 14.7: Dream (R18)

Tags: Prison Sex, Blackmail,

The prison cell was always cold.

By that present time, that was all the woman's defiled mind could think of as her body stood in a squatted position, a massive dildo serving the dual purpose of plugging the sexual channel leading to her womb, as well as allowing her moments of training her body as would be suitable for her captor.

She spent the day contracting her vaginal muscles around the dildo, over and over again, with reluctant esteem. She tried not to be affected by it, but the manhood toy plunging itself into her hot depths kept her awake and hot.

"410, 420, 430, 440, 450!"

"Hey, Myer! Warden wants to see ya." barked a short-haired female guard banging on her cell door.

"I'm busy here; tell him to scram; I still have 450 more to go!" she said as the guard scowled and opened her cell to drag her out. The daily squats she had to do always pissed off in the morning. Damn that Warden!❤

"The Warden wants to see you bitch!" The female guard said, throwing a bucket of water on her then roughly grabbing her.

"Hey! Watch it Dyke!" Annalynne shouted as she tried to break out the guard's grip but failed to.

~ Warden's office ~

"Here she is, boss," spoke the female guard dragging Annalynn inside and letting go of her arm while there was a desk and tall chair in the office, with the chair, turned away from them.

"So Miss Myer, I heard you caused a ruckus today in the courtyard." the deep, playful voice of the Warden spoke as he turned his chair around, revealing himself to be the human form of Django. "What is fun?" He'd purred

Annalynn growled and ignored him as Django nodded at the female guard, who turned and walked toward his desk.

"So what if I did?" she barked back. On the inside, however, she was cursing up a storm. As for smirking Django, who was getting a blow job from his employee, he pulled out a small black remote and pressed a button on it that caused Annalynn to scream and reach for her neck.

A slight breeze of cooler air slipped into the room, tickling her naked breasts. She shivered at this, and a surge of pleasure shot up her baby factory. Her nipples twitched before they rehardened. The shock made her knees weak.

"You know the penalty for murdering someone, Annalynn! Like you're eager for usual punishment," he smirked. Calmly.

"AHHHHH, YOU BASTARD!" She roared as the shock collar was doing its job.

"You want the pain to stop?"

"WHAT DO YOU THINK!" The prisoner snapped.

"That's NOT what I asked!" he glared without pulling up on the button. "Tell me clearly and with respect, or it'll only get worse."

"FUCK OFF, YOU ASSHOLE!" She snapped as he stopped his blow job from his guard and walked up to the blonde woman, who gave him a hateful glare and playfully smacked her face with his erect cock. Knocking her to the ground.

He smirked as he placed his boot on her face and turned up the power.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!"

"You wanna show me disrespect? Then I'll help add on the pain."

"AHHH!...p…..p….please….s….stop", she whimpered as he applied more pressure to her face.

"What was that bitch? I can't hear you!" He growled, stopping on her left bosom.

"Pleeeease, sssstopppp!!" she begged.

"Repeat it, bitch!"

"PLEEEEEEASE!"

"I didn't hear you short hair cunt. What are you asking! No beggin'!

"P...Please….stop!"

"Please stop what?" he asked while slowly pushing harder on her face. "What does the little girl want?"

"Pl...Please stop, sir!" she got out as he reached down and pulled her hair by the roots as he noticed she was getting wet.

"Dang and Damn, So the bitch is getting horny?"

"N...no! Of course not!" Annalynne denied.

"Then why is your pussy wet? Either you're getting horny, or you pissed yourself, and I doubt the rest of the girls would like to hear that Annalynn has a pissing fetish?." he taunted as she began to cry. "Oh look, the big tough sport master is crying now...tell you what, I won't tell the others about this if you suck me off bitch!"

"P...please..….I...I don't want to!" she said as he punched her stomach, which caused her to squirt liquid from her crotch.

"I said you'll do it UNDERSTAND!" He glared coldly as hell as she slowly nodded.

"You want me to fuck you, don't you bitch?"

"Y...yes..."

"You want my dick so bad you'll beg for it?"

"Yes...I...I want you to fuck me..."

"You want to cum on my cock bitch?"

"Yes...I...I want to cum on your...cock..."

"Good answer. A bitch should know her place!" Django praised the small-breasted ponytailed tomboy. "Come on, use your throat some more! Aah, shit! That's the spot! Nice blowjob!"

Despite Annalynn hating this, an involuntary blush crept up onto her face as tears began pooling at the corner of her eyes.

"Ha! This is great! You look like a total whore! I can't wait to show this face to your sisters! The fact that one is masturbating behind is good enough!!"

Despite the humiliating position Annalynne was forced into, she still managed to give him a hearted glare, which only seemed to arouse her childhood friend turned monster some more.

Grabbing the top of her head, she winced as his fingers grabbed onto her hair painfully as he quickened his pace. If the past few years taught her anything, it's that Django was about to cum deep into her throat, and all she could do was brace herself for the familiar bitter taste.

As he pulled out, he watched her swallow it down.

"Mmmmmm...that's a good slut!" he praised her. "Now bend over the table, and put your hands on the back of your head!"

Annalynne hesitated for a moment, but she knew better than to resist. She quickly bent over the wooden table and used her elbows to push herself forward until her ass was in front of his face.

She then lowered herself further until she felt the tip of his cock against her virgin hole.

"Hmmmm...I see you've been keeping yourself clean since we last met." He said as he rubbed his cockhead along her slit. "Looks like you're ready for me to fuck you!"

"Yes, please fuck me!" She whined, feeling her insides tighten.

"Don't worry; I will. But first, I want to take a picture of you so that I can show your sisters later on!"

Annalynn gasped and froze as she felt the camera snap a photo of her naked backside.

"Ooooh, nice tits!" He teased. "But I need to shave you first, and then you'll get your first real fucking!"

"No! Please, no more! I'm sorry!" she cried out, knowing that she deserved every bit of pain.

"Not yet, bitch! You haven't even seen my dick yet In that tight oven of yours yet!"

"No! Please!" she begged, realizing she was being toyed with.

"That's too bad. Because you're going to see it now!" The warden said as he stepped closer to her and took a seat on the edge of the table. "And you'll have to endure it because you know you deserve it!"

"NO! PLEASE!" she screamed as he grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto his cock.

She shrieked in pain as his cock slid into her tight tunnel.

"OH FUCK!" he groaned. "Fuck, you're tight!"

"AAAAAAAHHHHH!" she cried out, trying to push him away from her.

"Relax, bitch! You're gonna love this!" he grunted as he pushed her down on his shaft.

Her body quivered as he forced himself deeper inside her, causing her to gag as he reached the back of her throat.

"Guhhhhhh!" she moaned as he pulled out and shoved himself back in again.

"FUCK!" he yelled as he continued to violate her.

"OH, GOD! OH, GOD! AHHHHHHH!" she screamed as he fucked her hard and fast.

"FUCK! YES! FUCK ME! POUND MY CUNT! FUCK ME! GIVE IT TO ME! FUCKING HARDER!"

"YES! YES! FUCK ME! OHHHHHHH!" she moaned as she bucked her hips up to meet his thrusts. She could feel him throbbing within her, and she knew it wouldn't be long before he would cum.

"Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Cumming! Cumming!" he moaned as he slammed into her one final time.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"Annalynn screamed as she came hard, forcing his cum deep into her womb.

"MMMMMMPPHH!" she gagged as his cum filled her stomach.

*Alarm!*

Annalynne Myer woke up in deep sweat. It was a few days that she'd moved to this new city and for some reason, she keeps having that blasted dream where her hated childhood friend keeps having rough play on her.

And she loves it!

"FUCK!" Annalynne cursed and went to the bathroom and to forget the dream.

Annalynn has short, dark chocolate hair with some blonde highlights, radiant red eyes, a mole under her right eye, with slightly tanned skin.

"It's just a dream... It's just a dream... You will NEVER see that tricker motherfucker ever again!" She said to herself, splashing water onto her face.

"I better wash my sheets... AGAIN!"