chap 4

Her mind and heart felt broken. Shinobu could barely walk anymore without feeling her needy cunt ache for attention.

She didn't really know what time of day it was or how much time had passed since she'd been here, but she'd guessed about a week based on how many times the demon would come in to "eat."

She was less bored now as she spent most of her day reading, trying to escape, or humping Douma's mouth.

She didn't used to be this horny, but his constant tastings forced her body to adapt. Just hearing his voice was enough to send heat straight to her core. It made her wallow in self-pity.

Douma felt differently. He was pleased to find her so obedient now. Instead of having to pin her down or hold her like before, he would simply have to enter the room and her legs were already spread for him.

It made his mouth water.

Although excited to see her in such a state, she knew he was upset that she still turned her head away, abashed and ashamed. He didn't like that she didn't give him the intimacy that his heart so craved with her. Her body was his, but he wanted her mind as well.

He even voiced his concerns to her, much to her embarrassment.

"Why don't you ever look at me? Don't I make you feel nice?" His hands massaged her hips as he spoke.

She glanced down at him to see his usual carefree smile gone and replaced with a pout. It almost made her feel bad for him. Almost.

To be honest, if the situation were different - if he hadn't been a demon and she not a slayer, this would have been quiet nice. His attention to her needs made him the perfect lover.

But her guilty conscious still plagued her mind. While she was sitting in here getting tended to, innocent people were being slaughtered. Not-to-mention the man between her legs literally ate human beings.

Another reason was that part of her still wondered if she could make it out of here and regain her dignity. He had only put his mouth on her, after all. That was hardly a crime on her part - or so she told herself.

He continued to stare up at her through the silence and stopped his movements completely, instead resting his head against her stomach and fidgeting with the pillow she was sitting on.

Annoyed, she finally broke the silence.

"You can't keep me here forever. I won't stay here forever."

He lifted his head again and looked back up at her, surprised that she still wanted to leave at all.

"Oh you're still on about that?"

He lifted the rest of his body to stand.

"I thought you were pretty trained already, but that's alright! No rush!"

He leaned down to grab a hold of her shoulders to lift her to her knees. Regardless of her previous statement, she let him.

Her eyes widened when she saw him go for his belt. He noticed her wandering eyes.

"I was going to save this for later when you were a bit more eager, but now seems as good a time as any."

He fumbled his hands along the metal to unravel the material and pull it out from its hold. Once undone, he pulled down the front his hakama pants just enough to take out his -

She turned away again and hid her face behind her hands.

She didn't want to look.

She didn't want to know what he was going to do. And she didn't want to know what he even looked like. Not fearing if she would be disgusted, more fearing that she would feel the opposite - desire for it. She no longer trusted herself to not want him.

She heard the skin on skin contact as he pumped himself a few times before getting closer to her. Too close. She felt his hands run over her own and take them from her face. He placed them on what she presumed to be his upper thighs. She still kept her head turned and eyes closed.

He brought his hand to her face and carcassed it briefly before turning her to face his throbbing erection. Eyes still closed.

He didn't like that.

He gave himself a few more strokes before pressing the tip to her lips.

"Open up!"

She turned her head away again and shut her mouth even more so. The salty taste lingered on her lips.

He frowned again but compromised by rubbing his length along the side of her face.

She could tell he was all too big for her. His organ felt enormous on her flesh and increased her already flaring blush.

He continued to grind himself across her cheek, pushing her face more into his **** to build friction.

She whimpered in protest.

He finally stopped after about a minute, but only to grab her face and force her to kiss the tip again. She could tell he was getting impatient as he brought his hands to her hair.

She shut her eyes tighter.

He dug his fingers into her short messy locks, pulling them harshly. She didn't want to give in so she grounder teeth together to try to deal with the pain.

But it was too much.

It hurt too much.

Everything hurt too much.

She gave up.

She let her lips part open to let him in. He hastily shoved the tip in her mouth with a relieved sigh, like she had soothed over some sort of pain he was experiencing.

She'd hoped he would stop there, but he continued to feed her his cock. Until he felt her teeth graze his flesh.

He pulled her hair again, but only lightly this time - just to get her attention.

"Curl your lips around your teeth.. and wrap your tongue around me. You're doing great gorgeous!"

She hated to admit it, but his praise did make her feel a little better - she was more sure now than ever that he actually did mean what he said and wasn't belittling her.

She listened to his advice and slightly curled her lips around her teeth. It was a bit hard due to his latge girth, however. She could already feel her jaw grow tired.

The next part was harder - her tongue.

She didn't want her tongue out to taste him, but she got the feeling that he would be a lot more gentle if she did.

She slowly reached her tongue out to feel up the side of his cock. She was relieved to see that it tasted fine, a bit salty, but bearable.

As soon as she had situated herself, he continued to slide in. Once he had reached the point of her gagging, she pushed against his thighs to stop him.

She opened her eyes to check the progress.

He wasn't even halfway in.

Tears threatened her eyes.

He pushed further, against the force of her hands.

She tried to hold her breath as he penetrated her throat. But she quickly found that it was better to relax herself and breath slowly through her nose to avoid choking.

Once he had inserted about 2/3rds of his cock into her mouth he slowly pulled out.

She sighed, thinking he was going to leave completely and nearly gagged again when he ****** it back in.

She gripped the fabric of his pants.

He continued this motion, slowly thrusting in and out of her mouth, hands on either side of her head to hold her still.

She tried her best to relax her throat so she wouldn't gag. She doubted he would stop if she did. Eventually she learned to swallow around his length so she wouldn't choke on the excessive liquids in her mouth. He groaned whenever she did so.

Her tongue softly stroked the sides of his cock as he thrusted. She didn't mind his taste at all now and would even go as far to say she kind of liked it.

She whimpered in defeat.

Her hands let go of their tight grip on his pants and rested there instead.

She began to worry about his slow pace. She was more comfortable than before, but she still wondered if her jaw would give out before he could finish. She didn't want to find out.

She slightly hallowed out her cheeks around him, just enough to gently suck him off better. His hands gripped her head harder.

"Oh ~"

She guessed he liked that. He quickened his pace immediately.

She hadn't noticed until her nose had brushed against his pelvis, but she had finally taken the entirety of his cock down her throat. He had been feeding her more and more with each stroke.

She stroked his shaft faster with her tongue and sucked around him just a bit harder. She wanted him to finish.

He rutted even harder into her lips and moved her head to meet his thrusts, face-fucking her.

She felt him throb in her throat, telling her he was close. She gripped his hips for something to hold onto as he rocked into her jaw. She ran her tongue inticately over the meat in her mouth, beckoning him to ***.

His breathing hitched a bit and his movements slowed ever so slightly until he pulled himself out of her throat completely and rested his cock on her tongue. He lightly tugged her hair again.

"Suck."

She immediately obeyed, sucking around his swollen head and swirling her tongue around the tip and over his slit.

She was rewarded with a low growl and his member pulsing in her mouth, spewing out a thick load onto her tongue. She was about to swallow when he muttered a quick 'don't' before focusing again on filling her mouth.

It was hard not to drink down as he continued to spill, the salty but rich cream coating her tongue, but she remained resolute on listening to him.

Finally, after one last spirt he pulled away from her lips, her mouth closing to hold in his spend.

He took a second to catch his breath before returning his attention back to her.

"Open"

She gathered the load onto her tongue and opened her mouth, pushing her tongue out to show him what she had earned.

"Good girl! Swallow it all down gorgeous!"

She had to take three big gulps to get it all down her throat. She licked her lips to pick up anything she had missed. He smiled down at her, satisfied with her work. So much so that he thought she deserved a second helping. Maybe even a third. Or a fourth. Or a fifth!

He pressed his tip back to her lips and pushed through.  Her tongue immediately wrapped around him as much as it could as she suckled around him. Her jaw was cramping up, but she couldn't do much with a mouthful of ****.

He began pumping into her warm mouth again.

And again

And again

And again.

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She was utterly broken.

Her tongue had long stopped its movements along his length and hung limp out of her mouth, stroking the underside of his cock as he continued to ****** past her lips for what had to be at least the 13th time.

Her hands no long held onto his hips and instead rested helpless in her lap. *** and saliva dripped out of the corners of her mouth and streamed down her neck and onto her plump rack. Her eyes were heavily lidded from lust and exhaustion.

She no longer hallowed out her cheeks around him at all and just let go of her body, letting him move her head use her mouth like she was a ragdoll.

He pulsed in her throat and she took that as a signal to ready herself for another delicious load. She closed her eyes and flexed her tongue to make sure little could escape.

He pulsed again and pulled his tip to her tongue. She pulled her flexed tongue back into her mouth and sucked around his pulsating member. She groaned at the hotness that seaped into her mouth and couldn't stop her hand that reached up to grope his balls through his pants, trying to squeeze out as much cream as possible.

She drank it all down hungrily.

He slowly pulled out, a string of saliva connecting her tongue to his tip. She pressed several wet kisses to his cock before he finally tucked it back into his pants.

She settled down and sat back on her legs.

She was a mess.

He collected the liquid dripping down her mouth onto his thumb before pushing it past her lips and onto her tongue for her to swallow down.

He was about to pick her up to take her to bed when he noticed the moisture pooling down her thighs and onto the floor. He quickly adjusted her hips to inspect.

She was soaked.

"What a mess! Looks like I'll have to clean you up a bit before bed."

She lazily spread her legs and laid back, waiting for him to soothe her throbbing center, no longer bothering to look away as he devoured her.

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