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I realize now that I want him to bend me over the bed and fuck me, for all the world to watch.
He’s not even human.
I shake my head.
He pulls my legs apart, pushing my hands down on the bed before tearing at my panties and exposing me to everybody in this cavern.
His sharp, pointed teeth contort into a snarl, commanding my obedience.
“Stop moving!”
The bed legs contort and stretch, becoming soft. The world warps around me, the very walls of the cavern twisting into oblivion.
I watch as the legs become dark wooden vines, wrapping around my legs and arms, binding me in place.
With my body constricted, the creature moves forward, his throbbing member almost visible to me. I crane my neck up to see it, but still have to squint.
How big is it?
But my perspective shifts suddenly, as with the moving legs of the bed, which slither in the air like serpents, I am brought before the divine envoy, carried closer to his alien and sacred face.
Suspended completely and nearly unable to see the rest of the cavern, I can only wait as upwards in the air, I am lifted higher.
I gasp again.
This time, he does not object to my surprise. His clawed fingers slide into me, grooving upward into my very being. I clench as in one motion he and I become enjoined.
The living furniture tightens its grip on me, rubbing my skin abrasively. Internally, I am opening to him, taking in his holy extremities. With every upward push, he opens me more, stretching me with his fingers.
I need this to be real.
But it can’t be.
I am alone in a vortex with him, suspended in a void. In the darkness, I see only his pearl-white face and celestial horns.
He twists into me. I buck in response.
He dives further into my void. I squeal, a debased, pathetic human in the throes of debauchery.
And despite my mortal husk and the nature of this trial, I see jubilation on his face, pressed down far at my entrance. I see an eagerness that almost appears mortal to me, based on the most mortal of all urges – to spread one’s seed, perpetuating a legacy.
And then a moisture crests over me, not of my own. At two points, I realize that his tongue splits, pressing into my clit and massaging it upward.
There is a firmness to his tongue that is unlike my own.
His fingers still have not left my pussy. If anything, they prod and probe far more eagerly.
But the grace and speed with which he handles me… his tongue pushing my clit as though it were a finger, his finger penetrating me as though it were a cock…
It’s too much for me to handle.
I perceive the great vast cavern around me, and all of the lights that dance and sway, my mind shifting between a world of fantasy and a world of gritty darkness in equal measure.
I close my eyes, partly overwhelmed by the sensations of two worlds revolving into each other, but mostly by the pleasure that is overtaking me.
And I exhale deeply, starting from my core. I exhale until I am hoarse and screaming, unable to process the sensations that course through me now.
My juices drip down onto the cavern floor, my body still bucking in his hands.
