They Came for Cum (Pt. 02)

As I descend from my high and my body relaxes, I expect it to stop because I'm sensitive and sour, but the tentacle only seems to change setting to faster and more intense vibrations along with growing bigger inside me. Furthermore, I feel another tentacle pushing against my asshole.

"Stop," I mumble weakly without hearing my voice, but a soft but firm gag quickly follows this, shoved into my mouth, and I know this is only the start.

The tentacle slowly pushing into my asshole must be small; I know this because it doesn't hurt at all, just a lot of pressure. The trusts in my pussy slow down as the tentacle continues to grow; it stretches my walls until I'm breathing hard from the pain before it stops growing, then I feel the tentacle in my ass growing longer and thicker inside me. I know I sound like an animal as the pleasure engulfs me in waves from the stimulation of all my erogenous zones by the pink little tingly devices that stimulate kissing and sucking and the pain mixed with pleasure in my holes.

The tentacles stop swelling then the one in my pussy interchanges between deep thrusts and shallow thrusts. My mind can't even form thoughts; all I am is this pleasure that's building up to a climax, but the climax is different this time; it started like a spark, almost unnoticeable, but once I concentrated on it, it built with a slow, steady intensity inside me that made me thrash around, desperate to make it stop because of how agonizingly slow it is yet desperate to reach the finish line.

Tears form in my eyes as my body trembles under the intense pleasure before it reaches its peak, and I have yet again another intense orgasm I never thought was possible.

Subconsciously I was expecting the tentacles and the suckers to stop because I just couldn't take anymore, but they continued at a slightly increased intensity. I feel the all too familiar touch of my owner as he gently strokes my hair, but I can't communicate with him because of all the sensory deprivation, so I shake my head, hoping he'd see, desperately trying to show him to stop.

I should have known that his touch was getting me prepared for something; I felt a mask fit around my nose and mouth, a little hiss, and then cool air teased my nose; it smelled sweet and faintly like vanilla and a bit of cucumber, I inhale the air trying to figure out what it's for and I quickly realized. I felt my pussy clench around the tentacle with my pussy making more juice as the steady penetration continued.

My body suddenly became more sensitive to pleasure, and I was hyper-aware of everything. The pink little suckers on my body felt like they were touching my soul, and it felt like my whole existence revolved around my pussy and everything it felt. I was no longer thrashing around or shaking my head; I was tense as the pleasure pulsed through me in waves that were building up to burst out of me, and when I finally reached another mind-blowing orgasm, it didn't stop.

It felt so good for so long my pussy started to cramp, and my head started to hurt; just when I thought I was about to lose my mind, the suckers turned off, and the tentacles stopped moving. My body relaxed into the cool chair and my arms and legs were free to move again but I couldn't bring myself to move due to exhaustion.

Gentle hands removed the blindfold from my face; the room had been darkened so that I could see my owner easily. He takes off the noise-canceling headphones as well, then the gag before scooping me into his arms. My eyes are heavy, and I can barely see as he walks me over to his bed and lays me down. He tucks my hair behind my ears and kisses my forehead. His lips feel cold against my hot, sweaty skin, and I smile a little. He moves away, and I see him take off his shirt and then his pants.

My breathing became quicker as I saw him take out his cock; it generally looked like a human's cock, except the bottom of it was round, almost like his balls were a part of his cock.

I watch in disbelief as he crawls in between my legs before spreading them apart and aligning himself. I reach out to push him away, but he grabs both of my hands and pins them above me before gently easing himself into me. He feels so long and thick it hurts a little bit but also feels good, mostly though I feel overstimulated and desperate to get away, but he pinned me down and pushed everything into me, which made me gasp; my mouth hung open as he thrusts into me again and again, my vision is blurry, but I can see him changing color to a lighter pink.

My body trembles and I feel another climax racking through my body as I quickly reach orgasm, I moan and thrash weakly beneath him as I explode with pleasure while he's still trusting steadily. Unable to bear it anymore a sob escapes my lips and he stops abruptly. He pulls out of me and I use the last of my strength to roll over to my side into the fetal position.

"It's alright; you did so good, Atlas," my owner says as he strokes my hair. "I will reward you for being such a good pet."

I open my eyes startled because I've never heard them communicate with each other, talk less of humans.

He chuckles noticing my surprise. "We communicate telepathically, and this is how we create that bond with humans."

I'm too exhausted to form thoughts or even understand what's happening, but as I drift into sleep, I feel a warm towel cleaning my body, and I sleep knowing I'm well taken care of.....

To be continued