Qi'xatl the Tentacle Monster Chapter 6 - Punishment

Qi'xatl the tentacle monster was scared.
He had spent the night again nestled cozily between his mistress' legs, when he had suddenly heard strange noise from outside the house.
Quickly he had moved into the living room, where the noise had seemed to originate from, to investigate.

Now he had no doubts anymore. Someone was outside the door.
He could hear light scratching sounds coming from its lock. It sounded like someone was fumbling with it from the outside.

He pondered what he should do.
His mistress had told him not to wake her up.
But when someone tried to enter their house unbidden in the middle of the night, surely this was a good reason to break the promise he had made, was it not?

But before he could decide to act, he heard a clicking sound, and the door slid open.
He was about to rush to his mistress' bedroom, when suddenly there came a flare of light and a loud bang from the door. The intruder shrieked, and Qi'xatl was so startled himself that he forgot to move.
Then the door to the bedroom flew open, and his mistress stood there, naked as she had been sleeping, but a black wand gleaming menacingly in her hand, its tip pointed at the intruder who had been temporarily stunned by the trap on the door.

"Bastard rogue! This will teach you to try robbing a warlock!", she screamed at the black, hooded figure in the doorway.
She was already murmuring incomprehensible words of some dark spell, when the figure coughed and yelled, "Stop! Wait! It's me!"

His mistress stopped her chanting, perplexed.
When the intruder turned her head and lowered her cloak, Qi'xatl was surprised to see the woman who had visited them earlier, his mistress' friend who had asked to fuck him.
"Xolari? Is that.. is that you?", his mistress asked, her tone equally surprised.
"Yes! Please don't kill me!"
His mistress lowered her wand.

"What in the nine hells are you doing here, breaking into my house in the middle of the night?", Lianna asked her, unmistakable anger in her voice.
Xolari's shoulders slumped visibly.
"I'm sorry. I truly am. I would have waited until tomorrow, but I just couldn't wait any longer! I just had to come!"
"What are you talking about? What couldn't wait any longer?", his mistress asked the nightly intruder.
"I.. I.. For two days and two nights now I didn't think about anything else but your tentacle monster and how it made you scream. And you promised me that I could fuck it. I just.. couldn't wait any longer.". Her eyes were pleading.

"So you break into my house in the middle of the night, setting off my traps and risking to be blasted to dust? What did you intend to do once you were inside? Fuck Qi here where I would hear you? Or steal him?". She stared at the rogue with a mixture of anger and confusion.
"I..", the rogue stuttered, "I don't know. I hadn't thought so far. Please forgive me Li. It's just.. I don't know. I do crazy things when I'm horny. It's been so long..", she said with a sad voice.

Lianna's face became compassionate for a short moment, then turned into an evil smirk, barely visible in the faint moonlight in the room.
"Well.. I need to think for a moment. And get dressed. You, close the door and stay here!", she commanded her friend, and vanished into her bedroom.
Qi'xatl, still only the size of a marble, too small to be seen in the relative darkness, was watching the woman as she was closing the door, carefully doing so, inspecting the wood for more traps.
Her tight black clothing hugged her curves, her feminine outlines barely visible in the faint light. Her green eyes gleamed with a wild mixture of emotions when she sat down on a chair at the table.
The minutes passed, but Lianna didn't return. The rogue sat sulking.

When his mistress, after a long time, finally emerged again from her bedroom, carrying a candle that illuminated the room, Qi'xatl was surprised.
Usually she wore just a light robe when inside the house, often even walking barefooted. But now she was dressed in a dark purple and black dress that hugged her hips, went down to the ground but had a long slit on the side that exposed Lianna's long legs, and showed her beautiful cleavage, surrounded by black frill.
She was wearing black lipstick and eyeliner, and black boots made harsh noises on the wooden floor.
His mistress looked beautiful, impressive, and fearsome all at the same time. A sexy, deadly warlock who could seduce anyone with her beauty, and take his soul with her black magic.

Qi'xatl could see the shiver that ran through Xolari when the elf looked at the warlock.
"Li..", she stuttered, a hint of terror in her voice.

"You break into my house in the middle of the night!", his mistress said, her eyes bare slits, her voice a menacing hiss.
"You come to steal from me what is rightfully mine!", she continued.
"Please, Li.. I can explain..", the other elf stammered, now truly afraid.
"I don't care about your explanations!", his mistress almost yelled, shutting the other elf up.
"There is only one thing to do now!", she said, her expression a mask of doom, promising gruesome death.
"Li..", the other woman said, tears of fear in her eyes reflecting the glimmering candle light.

"You have been a baaaaaad girl! You need to be punished!", his mistress said.
"Wait..what?", the rogue looked up at Lianna, confusion clearly visible on her face.
Lianna's face turned into an evil grin.
"I said you need to be punished for what you have done. You need to be punished.. by a terrible tentacle monster that will make you scream like you never screamed before!", she said, a wild smirk on her face now.

Qi'xatl had been very confused, but he thought he understood now what was going on. He hadn't believed that his mistress would actually kill her good friend, and now he saw that it had just been an act to scare the poor girl.
And he was sure that the punishment would be a very good punishment. He was happy again.

Xolari had stared wide-eyed at Lianna for quite a while, but she finally seemed to catch on, too.
"Oooh yes, punish me!", she exclaimed.
"What?", his mistress asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Oooh.. I mean, no! Please no! Don't hurt me!"
His mistress gave a little laugh.

Then her face turned serious again.
"Stand!", she commanded, and Xolari hopped from her chair with visible enthusiasm.
"Qi! ", she called, and Qi'xatl, eagerly awaiting what was about to happen, moved to his mistress' side and made himself bigger.
"Oooooh", the rogue said, watching him as he grew.

"Don't be so enthusiastic! You still need to be punished for breaking in!", his mistress said.
"Qi! Hold her!"
Qi'xatl was still contemplating how he could best execute his mistress' command, when he suddenly felt an image telepathically projected into his mind.
He could see the woman, floating slightly above ground, her arms high above her head, her legs spread wide, her wrists and ankles surrounded by his tentacles, her body held in place by him, unable to move.
He immediately went to work making his mistress's wish real.

He enlarged his body even more and moved behind the rogue. Then he produced four thick and strong tentacles, wrapping them around the elf's wrists and ankles before she knew what was happening.
Then he elongated the tentacles holding her arms, until the reached almost to the ceiling, pulling the woman up on her arms and stretching them to the sides, until her feet were dangling in the air.
Then he pulled his lower tentacles apart, spreading her legs.
Having her in the position his mistress wanted her in, he made his tentacles very solid.
The woman squirmed around, but quickly gave up, realizing that she could not move in Qi'xatl's strong grasp.

His mistress watched the scene, pleased.
Setting the candle down on the table, she pulled a long, intricately decorated knife from some hidden pocket of her dress.
Xolari gasped.

Without a word, his mistress went to the rogue, grabbed her shirt, and set the knife blade against the dark cloth. Then she cut upwards until she reached the collar. She had cut through both the leather jerkin and the rogue's undershirt. When the knife cut through the last bit of cloth, it fell to the sides, and two juicy breasts bounced free.
The rogue gasped again, and Qi'xatl could see how stiff her pink little nipples were.
It seemed like she was enjoying the whole thing quite a bit.

Next, his mistress' blade went to work on the girl's black pants, cutting down at the crotch, then all the length along the left leg. After she repeated the same thing with the right leg, the girl's ruined trousers fell to the ground, leaving only her boots and black silk panties on her body.

His mistress pushed a finger against Xolari's crotch, which made the rogue moan.
Eying her finger, his mistress said, "What is this? You are ridiculously wet! That's not how good girls behave! Here, clean my finger!".
She shoved her wet finger into Xolari's mouth, and the rogue made sucking noises.
"Good girl!", his mistress commended her.
Then she suddenly grabbed the girl's panties and pulled hard on them, ripping them from her body.
Xolari made a shriek of surprise.

His mistress took the ripped, wet cloth that had been the girl's panties, and stuffed it into the rogue's mouth.
Xolari moaned.
"Don't dare spitting them out!", his mistress said, her voice harsh, and the rogue nodded.

"Now I'll show you what happens to bad little girls who dare to enrage a warlock!", she said, an evil grin on her face.
Once more, Qi'xatl felt an image projected into his mind by his mistress, and he immediately went to work making it a reality.

He produced two long tentacles and let them slither against the girl's sides. She made a groaning noise.
As instructed by his mistress' vision, he let those two arms gradually slither nearer to her breasts, rubbing her sides, then her collarbone, then her tummy, but never quite reaching the soft orbs.
Xolari was writhing in his grasp and muffling something unintelligible through the panties in her mouth, her need quite clear.
But his mistress had something else in mind.
Following her telepathic instructions, Qi'xatl moved his tentacles away from her body for a second, and then slapped her breasts with them once.
The girl yelped and writhed even more.

"Oh you like that, don't you?", his mistress asked, and the elf, after hesitating for a moment, nodded.
"Hmm that is not good. Then we have to punish you harder!"
Again she instructed Qi'xatl to slap her breasts lightly, twice each.
Xolari groaned each time.

Then, as instructed, he made the tips of his tentacles very thin, and wrapped them around her small, erect nipples, and pinched them hard.
Xolari moaned again and a shiver ran through her body.
Telepathically concentrating on the rogue, Qi'xatl could feel how the pain aroused the elf. In fact, she already seemed near orgasm.
Her pinched her nipples again, and again the elf groaned. When he began twisting them, he could see a drop of pussy cream fall from between her legs and splatter on the ground. Her aura told him that she was incredibly close to cumming.
But then he received the instruction from his mistress to not let her cum yet, so he removed his tentacles from her nipples, making her groan again with need.

The rogue didn't have the mental powers his mistress possessed, to project words and images into his mind, but he still could feel her desire to be touched again, her incredible need to cum.
At the same time he could read his mistress emotions, who seemed to take pleasure in the girl's discomfort at being denied her orgasm.
Mortals were funny creatures, he thought, but he didn't want to do anything else than play with these two right now, especially since the thick air of lust, need and desire emanating from the rogue in his grasp aroused himself very much.

The rogue groaned some words through the panties in her mouth that sounded increasingly more like begging.
Finally his mistress instructed him to make the girl cum, but in the way the rogue would love the most.
Thus, he moved one of the tentacles that had pinched her breasts toward her crotch, and flicked it roughly against Xolari's clit. First once, then again, and again, very fast.
After the second or third time, the girl screamed through the panties and her muscles started shivering while her hips buckled.
As instructed, he kept on flicking her sensitive clit, making her elicit more noises and try to move her hips out of the way, unsuccessfully.

Finally Lianna told him to stop, and he released the girl's clit from its punishment.
His mistress put two fingers between Xolari's lips and pulled the panties out, flicking them away.
"Was that good?"
"Oh, gods, yes! This was so incredible! I didn't cum so hard in years! Thank you Li, thank you so much!", Xolari said, panting, small shivers still running through her body.

"What? You are thanking me for this?", Lianna asked, her tone mock-incredulous.
"But this is supposed to be punishment! You're a very, very bad girl for liking this! I fear we have to punish you much, much harder now!"

The elf started to say something, but then fell silent, just staring happily at Lianna, eyes gleaming.

"Well, since punishing your breasts wasn't very effective, we need to punish your holes now! Qi! Ravage that tight cunt!"

Qi'xatl had been looking forward to finally put a part of him inside the beautiful girls' wonderful pussy, and lost no time to sprout a tentacle between her legs, long and somewhat thick.
He knew that he was supposed to not be gentle with the girl, that she liked it very rough, so he tried to be rough.
In one fluid motion, he pushed his tentacle into the girl's pussy, and pushed it in as far as it would go, making the rogue scream in pleasure.
Not taking any time to start slowly, he began to brutally fuck Xolari's pussy, pistoning in and out deep and fast.
The girl's screams turned to moans, and he felt that she wanted to be used even harder.
So he sprouted another tentacle, almost as thick as the one already in her pussy, and let it slither along the first, until it reached the slippery opening and pushed inside along his other arm.
In an asynchronous rhythm, he fucked her pussy with the two tentacles, stretching her tight lips wide in the process.
After only a minute of this brutal fucking, he could feel a new orgasm rising inside her. But a mere moment before the rogue reached her climax, his mistress instructed him to immediately pull out, and he did so.

Xolari's frustration at being suddenly left empty became quickly evident in her face and voice.
"Don't stop! Aaah, please not now, I need more! Pleahehease fuck me!"
Qi'xatl heard his mistress laugh.
"Well now, it seems we failed again. Punishing your pussy doesn't seem to work either. Well, luckily we still have two more holes to abuse!"

"Fuck her ass!", his mistress said, and telepathically showed him an image of him ramming one of the lubricated tentacles that had just been inside the rogue's pussy into her asshole.
He did immediately as he was told, using force to push his tentacle, the tip wet with thick creamy girlcum, deep into Xolari's tight asshole.
She screamed and started to shudder, the penetration of her pink little rosebud having been enough to give her the orgasm she had been yearning for.
Qi'xatl had more trouble now to keep the girl steadily in his grasp, so powerfully were her muscles clenching in her screaming climax.
As instructed, he just kept fucking her ass hard, prolonging her powerful orgasm. Her screams of pleasure filled the room, and his mistress smiled.
Once her climax had subsided, she was moaning between clenched teeth, still not sated.
Feeling her hunger, her need for more, Qi'xatl increased the depth with which he was fucking the elf's tight butthole.
But still she wanted more.

Then Qi'xatl had an idea.
He had noticed that the initial penetration, when the tight little butthole was suddenly stretched wide, always seemed to have the most effect on the women.
But with his tentacle as it was right now, it just stayed stretched the whole time.
He wondered if it would be even more pleasurable for the girl if her little starfish would be allowed to close itself, only to get stretched apart wide again in rapid succession.
This idea in his mind, he changed the shape of his tentacle until it looked like a string of large beads.
He also increased their size a bit, but slowed his movements down. This way, her asshole was allowed to clench almost completely closed around the thin part of his flesh between the beads, only to be stretched extremely wide once the thick, beady part moved in or out of her ass.
The girl howled in pleasure, and he felt the approval of his mistress.

Improvising to make it even better, he started to change speeds.
First, he pushed his tentacle inside her hot little hole, excruciatingly slow, bead by bead, reveling himself in the feeling of the tight sphincter clenching against his flesh.
Then he pulled out his whole arm, every bead, in one swift movement, making the girl switch from panting to gasping to screaming.
He was very proud that he could give her so much pleasure.
Already he could feel another orgasm rising in the trapped rogue.

But his mistress again told him to quit before she could cum, so he pulled his tentacle out, and left her hanging in his arms, her asshole gaping deliciously wide open, drops of the pussy cream that had coated his tentacle dropping out of her velvety, pink tunnel.
Again she groaned. "Don't stop! Please don't stop!"

"You still like this too much! This is supposed to be a punishment!", his mistress said with a wicked grin on her face.
"I guess we have to try punish another hole! Let's see how you like the taste of your own ass!"

Mentally, she instructed Qi'xatl to push the tentacle with which he had fucked her tiny asshole into her mouth.
He gave the appendage it's original form, made it longer so it would reach all the way to the rogues mouth, and pushed the tip between her lips.
It felt glorious when she started to suck on him, but his mistress had another idea.
In the image she mentally showed him now he could see the girl's throat bulge.
Always eager to please his mistress, he pushed his tentacle deeper into her mouth, until he hit her throat.
She gagged, coating his flesh with drool.
Still, he kept pushing hard, passing the entry of her throat and shoving himself down. The rogue gagged again, and then he could see her throat bulge.
But feeling her distress at not getting air anymore, he pulled his tentacle out of her throat, allowing her to breathe. She coughed and gasped.

"Hmm did you like that?", his mistress asked.
"Yes! Please! More!", the insatiable rogue yelled.
His mistress sighed mockingly.
"You really are a terribly bad girl!"
"Yes! You must punish me more! More!", the rogue answered.

"Well, you heard her Qi.", his mistress said to him.
Qi'xatl really liked this game. The rogue liked her punishment a lot, and it made him happy that she liked it. And it made him happy to fuck her, so he was twice as happy.

As instructed, he started 'punishing' her again.
Once more he pushed the tentacle between her lips, which she eagerly opened wide.
"Now fuck her throat!", his mistress instructed, and he started pushing himself deeper.
When he reached the back of her throat, she gagged again, but this time it was easier to push past and get so deep down her throat that a bulge became visible.
He stayed where he was, until the girl gagged again. Then he pulled out, but not completely, leaving the tip of his tentacle in her mouth, just giving her enough room to breathe.
After some harsh gasps, he pushed in again, all the way down her throat in one swift movement, making her gag again.
Then he pulled out, and immediately shoved himself down again. Drool was flowing out the girl's mouth and covering her chin. When she had to gag again, drops of it fell to the floor.
He began fucking her throat in earnest, pushing deep down and pulling out again, making her gag often.
And again he could feel an orgasm rising in the abused rogue.
He could feel that she wanted this rough treatment, that she needed it, and he gave her what she needed.
He pushed his tentacle as deep down her throat as he could, making her gag multiple times in rapid succession.
Then her orgasm hit her. Her body started convulsing and she gagged again.
This time he pulled completely out of her mouth, letting her cough and gasp heavily for air, all the while her whole body was shivering in his iron grasp.

When she had somewhat recovered, still panting and her face a mess of drool, his mistress asked her, "Enough yet?"
She looked up, her eyes exhausted but still gleaming. "No", she breathed.
His mistress laughed. "Well, then I shall give you enough!"
She submitted a new mental image to Qi'xatl, and he went to work on making it real.

He made three very long and thin tentacles, as instructed. Two of them he snaked around to her breasts, and wrapped them around her delicate pink nipples.
The third he put against her little clit, just letting it touch her there, not moving yet.
A fourth tentacle, a thick one, he slid into her pussy.
A fifth, a pretty thin one, went, according to his mistress' telepathical instructions, into an as of yet unresearched place on her body, pushing itself into her peehole.
She started moaning heavily.
A sixth tentacle he formed into thick beads again and pushed them slowly, one by one into her tight asshole, making her scream with each bead.
A final tentacle went into her mouth, muffling her screams of pleasure.

The scene thus set in place, he began moving all his tentacles at the same time.
He pinched her nipples hard with those thin tentacles wrapped around them, and started rubbing her little clit hard.
The other tentacles he started pushing in deep, in her pussy, peehole, ass and throat, and then started fucking all those holes hard.

The reaction was unmistakable. Xolari's whole body reacted to the harsh fucking of four holes at the same time. She tried to scream, but could only gag on the tentacle in her throat, drool shooting everywhere.
Her orgasm came almost immediately, her whole body started convulsing and spasming in his grasp.
Her clear girlcum squirted out of her pussy, almost drenching his mistress who nimbly hopped out of the way, letting it rain down on the floor, and all her holes clenched down hard on him.
His own pleasure was almost unbearable, but he had learned to desensitize himself, and kept going, even increasing his pace.
The rogue was a mess, shaking from the harsh drilling of all her holes, drool running from her chin and girlcum from her pussy. The nightly house was filled by gags and muffled screams of pleasure.
Another orgasm rocked her body, and still Qi'xatl kept on fucking her hard.
Her muscles were still shivering from it when he could feel a third one grip her.

But now he could feel that she had reached the limit of what she could take.
When he pulled his tentacles out of her she hang limp in his arms that held her upright, breathing heavily, drool running from her open mouth.
Her eyes were glazed over.
He could feel that she was utterly exhausted, but completely happy.
When he gently lowered her down, making a bed of softly swaying tentacles out of himself for her, she murmured, "Thank you", and fell asleep.