All her life, Cathy's dominated and abused others using her vast riches. But money's not going to save her from the wrath of a tentacle monster! Violated and helpless in front of her former victims, Cathy's going to learn just how pleasurable it can be to be dominated! 6608 words! Peril, tentacle sex, spanking, enemas, domination and submission, and breeding! Adults only! All characters over 18.
Blood started rushing to my cheeks when I thought of how embarrassingly lewd I must've looked to the others just now. I couldn't help but moan and writhe uncontrollably when it teased and caressed my erogenous areas. It was the first time I ever felt so helpless and out-of-control, unable to protect myself from acting so shamefully in front of people that I normally looked down upon. Now they were looking down on me, watching as I got my payback for all the times I've abused others.
As these thoughts ran through my mind, an incredible shiver ran through my body. Unbelievable. Just from thinking about this, I got so aroused..! I couldn't believe that I actually wanted to be humiliated like this. This is unacceptable! I'm suppose to look down on them! Not the other way around!
Feeling indignant once more, I lashed out again, trying hard to buck myself free. I didn't care if it bounced me against the deck. I had to escape from its clutches! But no matter how much I wrested, my situation wouldn't change. I was trapped without the help of the others, and there was no way they'd help me unless I begged. No, even if I begged them, just what could they do against something like this? Blinking back tears, I gritted my teeth, trying to endure, not knowing how long this would go on, or if there was even an end in sight.
Then something different happened. The tentacles stopped molesting me and pulled away, leaving only the necessary ones to keep me held prisoner. Puzzled, I watched, as a new, grotesque tentacle appeared from beneath the masses. It was so thick... at least twice the thickness of the other tentacles. Slowly, it undulated out until its tip was staring me in the face. There was a little slit at the top of its bulbous head, reminding me rather vividly of a penis. As I was thinking that, it started to tremble.
Instinctively, I squeezed my eyes shut, as a torrent of liquid gushed out and splashed all over my face! It was warm and viscous, and it smelled strongly. Shaking my head to get rid of it, I cautiously opened my eyes, seeing a white color that reminded me all too much of sperm.
"D-Did you just squirt your cum all over my face!?"
I was so shocked, I could only stare in disbelief. That's when I saw a second large tentacle rearing up. This one... was going for my ass! Immediately, I started to scream and twist, bucking as wildly as I could to get away. The tentacles holding me twisted me into a new configuration, pulling my hands and feet up into the air so that I was hanging by them with my ass dangling below like some kind of perverse fruit on a tree.
"N-No! Get away from there!!!"
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Published August 21, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.