The Forbidden Room

"Keep out!"

Lily stared at the words.

"Keep out!"

Everything inside her told her to turn back.

Everything but that voice urging her to go on, urging her to be rebellious in her life for once. Urging her to find out what secret lay behind the door. Urging her to find out why the head-librarian had looked the way she had looked when Lily had spied her coming out of the room.

"Keep out!"

"Keep out!"

"Keep out!"

"No!", the young elf finally thought, and pushed the key into the lock, her hands trembling so bad that she almost missed the keyhole.

"Keep out!" the letters said, and the voice of the head-librarian in her memory said.

But the other voice said "Go on!".

This time it almost felt like the voice was coming from outside her head.

"Go on! Go on! Go on!"

Still standing in front of the door, her hand getting sweaty from gripping the key so hard, Lily took another deep breath.

It had been three months now, to the day, since she had started working as an assistant librarian in the Feathermoon library.

All her live, the shy girl had spent more time alone with books than out with friends.

Becoming a librarian had been a natural choice for the elf after she had reached adulthood.

It allowed her to do what she loved, and in an remote Alliance outpost like Feathermoon, the number of visitors to the library was small enough to not overtax the girl with unwanted social interactions.

The library was housed in a large building, huge marble pillars keeping a wooden roof above the smooth stone floor.

Row after row of bookcases housing thousands of scrolls and books even gave her enough privacy from mistress Luana, the head librarian, so that the young elf spent most days almost completely without interaction with other people.

A few words in the mornings and evenings with the head librarian, the tall woman who seemed to know everything, but also seemed to treasure the silence and solitude of the library and had never attempted to make small-talk or something similar with Lily.

The only time that Lily had seen the head librarian get emotional was when she had talked about the back room.

On her very first day, after she had proven her worth as a librarian by answering countless questions about elven lore, the care for books and the logic of ordering them in a useful way, the head librarian had taken Lily through every row of the library.

Near the large door to the outside, the 'useless drivel', as the mistress Luana had called them, were stacked into cheap book cases: books of fiction and romance, that carried neither knowledge nor literary value, but which were the most requested by the common folk visiting the library.

Further into the library, the books about history, elven lore and the crafts were situated.

Even further to the back, where magically glowing orbs were necessary to provide illumination, were the books about the arcane arts.

In the very last rows were kept those books of dubious origin, dealing with mysticism, the occult and dark magic.

And behind those was the door.

When they had reached it, the mistress had become dead-serious and told the new assistant-librarian that, under no circumstances, was she ever allowed to go in there.

She had given no explanation as to why, or what was kept in this back room.

But she had made it clear that it was completely off-limits to anyone.

Lily's curiosity had been piqued, of course, but the shy girl did not dare to ask the head librarian any questions about the secret room, and so, after her first weeks as a librarian had passed, she had almost forgotten about the room.

So many thousand books in the library kept her captivated,

and besides, the work of sorting the books, cataloguing them, retrieving and putting back books for people, was enough to fill each day.

In the evenings, when the library was closed for visitors, she usually spend a number of hours just reading herself, enjoying the books of magic and lore.. and some others.

She always made sure that the head librarian was gone before she approached a certain bookshelf.

Even when standing right before it, she always looked around embarrassed, grabbed the book and hid herself to read it, and always made sure to put it back before leaving the library for the day herself, giving special care to put it back between the other books in the exact same spot it had been, so that it looked like it had never been touched.

She always had a beating heart when retrieving one of those books, reading them and putting them back in place.

She simply couldn't imagine how embarrassing it would be if the head librarian would ever catch her reading those steamy romance novels in the first row of shelves near the door.

Lily always hid near the back of the library with one of those, and devoured them like a fiend, often finding herself first involuntarily, and then very voluntarily touching herself as her eyes moved over the parchment.

The young elf had always enjoyed her books and solitude, but she couldn't deny that she had sexual urges.

She accepted them, and actually enjoyed being a sexual creature.

The problem was just that she was much too shy around other people to find release for those urges with another person, so it was always a book, or just her mind, and her fingers.

Thus she often stayed far into the night, telling the head-librarian that she wanted to study more history or lore or something, and then spent some hours reading novels and masturbating.

Although, often the books only served her for a short time, being much too tame for the teenager's raging hormones, and so, sooner or later, she often found herself dropping the book and closing her eyes, spinning the story onward in her mind, picturing herself as the protagonist.

And these fantasies often became very different from those in her books, often involving her favorite, secret kinks of being used and abused in the roughest ways by many men and sometimes women.

A few weeks back, she had had another session, and had been in the middle of a very raunchy story featuring a princess who had made it a sport to reward her servants in a very un-princess-like way, when she had heard the sound of a door closing, followed by soft steps.

Not wanting to be found by the head-librarian with her pants down and a dirty novel in her hands, she had quickly hidden herself, holding her breath to be as quite as possible.

Her sensitive ears had easily followed the direction of the steps of the mistress, and she had almost panicked when they suddenly turned towards her, just one row behind the one she was hiding in.

Her mind had raced to come up with a quick answer to what she was doing, when the steps had stopped without bringing the head-librarian to her assistant.

Lily had heard some noise, as of fingers scratching over wood for a few moments, followed by an audible exhalation of air that sounded almost victorious.

When the steps had started again, moving away from Lily's position and towards the back door, and then a clicking sound could be heard, followed by the opening of a door, Lily had realized that the mistress must have been looking for, and then had found the key to the door on top of the bookshelf near her.

Shortly after opening, the door had clicked closed again.

Lily's mind had raced. All her curiosity about the room had come back to her, and part of her had wanted to go near the door and listen, while another part of her had wanted to get out of the library as fast as possible, so the head-librarian wouldn't catch her.

Her fear of being caught by the older woman had finally prevailed, and she had started with silent steps toward the front rows.

But then the screams had started.

They were muffled and Lily at first hadn't know what she was hearing.

When she had realized that it were muffled screams, she had immediately run towards the door, fearing something terrible was happening to her superior.

But when she had reached the door, she had stopped dead in her tracks when she had made out words between the screams.

It had been variations of the words 'yes', 'harder', 'more' and others and Lily had realized that she wasn't listening to screams of fear or pain, but to screams of joy and pleasure.

If she had learned anything from the countless raunchy stories she had read, then her mistress was being fucked silly in the other room!

Her thoughts had tumbled over each other.

Where she had formerly believed the room was housing forbidden tomes of black magic or secret histories, suddenly the room seemed to have a much more enticing secret.

The head-librarian had definitely entered the room alone, and there were no doors outside the building through which anyone could have come.

So who.. or what? was in there with her?

It had left her no peace and she had stayed in front of the door, straining to hear more, increasingly aroused by mistress Luana's screams.

When the screams had finally stopped after what seemed like hours, she had quickly hidden in a place from which she could see the door to see if anyone would come out together with her mistress.

But Luana had come out alone, and closed the door behind her.

Lily's mind had been so full of questions that she had almost jumped out and asked the woman what was going on, when she had caught a glimpse at her as she moved near one of the dim magical globes that spent some light.

Her face had been completely drenched with a white fluid, her eyes had had a dazed look and the corners of her mouth had been turned upwards in an almost giddy smile.

From her more explicit novels, Lily had learned that the white stuff must be cum, although the amount of it the head librarian had sticking to her face was far too much to stem from a single male.

But, she had thought, that was another proof that she had not been alone inside the chamber.

Looking at her drenched face, disheveled hair and the way she walked with a weird combination of seemingly stiff legs and a happy spring in her gait, Lily had cared much less for who or what had been inside the room, than for getting in there herself and experiencing whatever the head mistress had just experienced.

To Lily's delight, the librarian had walked to the same shelf she had retrieved the key from earlier, and seemingly put it back there.

Lily had waited another few minutes after the librarian had left the building before walking on silent feet towards the shelf.

It had taken her a few minutes of tiptoeing around and brushing her fingertips over the dusty top of the shelf, but eventually she had found the key.

She had been giddy with excitement.

But she had decided that she couldn't risk going in yet.

It had been deep in the night when the head librarian had entered, and by her guess it was near morning now.

And Lily had no idea how long she would spend in the room once inside.

The chance of the head librarian coming back and catching her was too high.

No, she had decided, going in immediately was far too risky.

But the next day, when a messenger had arrived with a letter for the head librarian, who shortly after reading informed Lily that she had been invited to a gathering of book-keepers in far off Darnassus, Lily had been giddy.

She had counted the days until mistress Luana would leave for what she said would be at least a whole week.

It had been a stressful week until she left, making sure the library was in perfect order and that Lily was instructed in all details of what to do during the head librarian's absence.

The more than the usual amount of work during the day, and the expectation of entering the secret room had made Lily restless during this week, and she had been relieved like never before in her life when the head librarian had finally left.

The young nightelf had dutifully spent the rest of the day attending to her work, before dusk had finally settled in and she had closed down the library for the day, locking herself inside.

Then the time had come. With her heartbeat drumming in her ears she had walked to the shelf where the key was hidden and retrieved it with trembling fingers.

Now here she was. Key in the lock of the door to the forbidden room.

And the voice in her head won.

She turned the key around and winced as the lock clicked open, before relaxing after she told herself that she was all alone in the library, the head librarian was gone for multiple days, and the outer door to the building was locked.

There was no one who could catch her in her crime.

Holding her breath, she pushed the door open.

And gasped.

The young elf had expected a small, dark little room with a few musty books inside.

But what she saw made her jaw drop.

The door opened into a marvelous room in the shape of a three-leaf clover, white marble floor illuminated by an array of glow globes on the ceiling.

The round nooks to her left and right were lined by beautiful bookshelves filled with ancient looking tomes.

In the very center of the room, where the three leaf-like parts of the room met, a pedestal was situated with an open book on it.

And behind the pedestal was the most intriguing part of  the room.

Where the floor was simple white everywhere else, there was an intricate circular design on the floor in this part of the room.

Lily had never seen anything like it before, but she thought she recognized parts of the design from occult books.

The most interesting thing, however, were the mirrors.

They encircled the whole nook, so that when the awestruck young elf walked into it's middle and stood in the very center of the arcane design on the floor, she could see herself from every side, even from the back, through the countless reflections in the mirrors.

It was the most spectacular room she had ever seen.

But after a few more moments of wonder, Lily remembered why she was here.

She remembered the screams of joy.

So..where had the head librarian's mysterious lover come from?

There was definitely no door nor any other opening to the outside in this room.

And nobody had entered or left besides the head librarian when Lily had watched.

That left only one explanation..and the thought of that explanation being true left Lily with a shudder.

Could it be?

But then again, she had recognized parts of the floor design.

And now that she studied it in more detail, she was sure that she had seen some of the runes and patterns before.

In the books of the very last row. Those dealing with demonology and summoning rituals.

Lily's eyes flickered to the book on the pedestal just outside the mirror alcove.

Could that be it?

Could the head librarian have summoned someone...or something..to take her as a lover?

The thought was so wild, it was at the same time frightening and incredibly exciting.

Lily almost jumped towards the open book on the pedestal.

Her eyes scanned over the pages. At first her brows were furrowed in confusion as the strange symbols made her mind whirl.

But then her face lit up as she finally recognized the runes. It was an ancient elven dialect, but one that she had studied before during her preparation to become a librarian.

It wasn't easy to read, but with some concentration the meaning of the words became clear to her.

Her suspicion had been right.

The pages contained the words of a summoning ritual for a creature from some shadowy place.

Lily flipped through the pages before and after the ones at which the book had been opened, but they gave no further explanation as to what the spell would actually summon.

Lily had to sit down and think.

The voices in her head were arguing without pause.

Thinking of speaking the words of a summoning spell, was she mad? It would be her death.

But the head librarian..her screams of joy..she must have experienced exactly what Lily yearned so desperately to experience. Surely the summoned creature would not harm her?

On and on it went, for and against it.

But - after opening the door - for the second time in her life, in the end the usually shy and timid girl decided to take a risk.

Again and again the happy, dazed and cum-glazed face of the head-librarian appeared in her mind and morphed into her own face, her own features glazed with sticky white, her lips in a mad grin, her eyes exhausted but happy.

She wanted it so much.

Thus, after long minutes of inner battle, Lily stood up again and approached the book.

Keeping her voice steady, she started to speak the spell, careful to intone every word just right.

Halfway through the words that made the air ring with power, a black portal opened in the middle of the mirror room, above the center of the floor design.

Her heart beating as it had never done before, Lily finished the summoning.

Purple smoke started to fill the air, becoming so thick as the young elf spoke the final words of the spell that she could not see anything in the mirror room anymore.

And then the spell was complete. The crackling power in the air was gone. And slowly the purple smoke dispersed.

But there was no mysterious lover. Nothing living. Nothing moving. Just some weird purple mass on the floor, reflected a thousand times in the mirrors around it.

Desperate, Lily scanned the words on the parchment again, but there was no doubt. She had spoken them perfectly.

She sighed. The book had hundreds of pages of spells. Surely whatever ritual the head librarian had performed was hidden on some  other page.

Probably she should be happy not to have accidentally summoned something dangerous, Lily thought.

But it would be best to leave the place, she decided.

It had been a stupid idea anyway. She should never have entered the room without the head librarian's blessing.

She had been really dumb for carelessly performing some ritual she knew nothing about.

Stupid horny girl, she scolded herself.

She turned around to walk to the door, when her eyes went wide as she remembered the purple mass.

'Oh no', she thought.

She had to get rid of it. Just leaving it there would immediately tell the head librarian that she had entered the forbidden room once she returned. And she would surely kick Lily out of the library.

Carefully, she walked to the thing on the floor.

She sneered at it. It looked like semi-translucent purple pudding, and a few pounds of it at that.

How should she ever carry that stuff out of the library? She would have to get some container to put it in.

It looked like it would just flow through her hands if she tried to pick it up.

She touched it to prove her hypothesis.

And screamed as the purple stuff suddenly grabbed her hand.

She quickly pulled her hand away from the weird mass, and promptly fell on her butt in panicked surprise when the mass suddenly increased tenfold in mass and sprouted long appendages.

"WHO ARE YOU AND WHY HAVE YOU SUMMONED ME?"

A strange voice boomed directly in her head.

Was that the thing? Lily wondered.

And she believed so, as the weird mass, which had now sprouted a dozen tentacles, somehow seemed to look at her and wait for a response.

"I..I..don't know!", she stuttered.

"YOU LIE!", it responded.

Lily could do nothing but swallow in fear and stare at it, too afraid to even get on her legs and run.

"I AM A CREATURE FROM THE SHADOW-PLANE OF LUST! YOU MORTALS ONLY SUMMON ME FOR ONE THING. YOU WANT ME TO TAKE YOUR BODY AND MAKE ME YOUR LOVER, FOR I CAN GIVE PLEASURE LIKE NO OTHER BEING IN THIS UNIVERSE!".

"No no no!", Lily stammered again.

"NO? YOU LIE AGAIN LITTLE ELF! DON'T YOU SEE? I AM INSIDE YOUR HEAD, IF I WANT I CAN SEE YOUR THOUGHTS, YOUR MEMORIES, YOUR DEEPEST FANTASIES. LET ME TAKE A LOOK..".

Lily panicked even more than she already was.

"Please, no!"

Then suddenly images appeared in front of her eyes..images from her own fantasies, those secret ones to which she had masturbated. They were so vivid..and so embarrassing.

"Please, stop!", she begged when the images started to show her in imagined situations involving her most secret kinks.

Then a thunderous roaring laughter sounded inside her head.

"NOW I SEE LITTLE ELF..YOU DON'T WANT TO MAKE ME YOUR LOVER..YOU WANT TO BE TAKEN..YOU WANT TO BE USED AND ABUSED. I ALWAYS LIKED BEING SUMMONED BY ELVES..NO OTHERS HAVE SUCH FILTHY MINDS".

Suddenly a number of the tentacles shot towards her, hooking themselves under her robe with lightning speed and ripping it apart.

In her surprise the young elf could do no more then shriek once before she was sitting in her underwear before the tentacle monster looming above her.

"TELL ME YOU WANT IT!"

The monster roared in her mind while its tentacles swung around in the air in front of her.

"N...no!", she managed to say and tried to shove herself away from the thing.

"YOU LIE!", it roared, and brought one of her fantasies out of her mind and to the front of her inner eye so that it almost felt like she was watching it in real life.

It was one of her most favorite fantasies, in which she had been kidnapped by a gang of huge orcs who were now raping all her tiny holes with their gigantic cocks.

She felt the burning in her loins as she watched the scene play out in her mind.

"ISN'T THIS WHAT YOU WANT?"

The monster said.

She felt afraid and embarrassed, but also so incredibly horny that it was hard to even think the word 'No' with any kind of conviction.

Inside her mind the vision of her getting her holes drilled by giant orc cocks suddenly began to morph.

One by one the orcs were getting thinner and thinner until they were just an extension of their thick cocks that still fucked her relentlessly. Gradually they turned from green to purple, as their former bodies elongated and grew together, to finally form the shape of the tentacle monster, violently shoving his appendages into the young girl.

She saw herself choke and gag on a thick rod in her throat while another one was pressing terribly deep into her little ass. The one that had pumped her pussy slowly pulled out, positioned itself in front of her head that was still being forcefucked, and then shot a mass of sticky white cum all over her pretty face.

Lily almost came from watching the scene in front of her inner eye.

As the vision started to fade, she realized that the tentacles in front of her had gotten nearer, were in fact lightly brushing over her skin, making her shudder.

"I FEAST UPON THE LUST OF MORTALS. I KNOW ALL YOUR FANTASIES, ALL YOUR SECRETS. I CAN BRING YOU TO HIGHTS OF ECSTASY LIKE NO MORTAL EVER COULD. I WILL MAKE ALL YOU FANTASIES COME TRUE. YOU ONLY NEED TO WANT IT."

This time, its voice was still loud and powerful inside her head, but it was sincere and had a warmth within it that made Lily believe it cared about her.

A sudden wave of affection gripped her, and she knew deep inside herself that it would never hurt her..at least not in ways she did not like.

And it would make her dirty fantasies come true..all of them..

"yes", she finally whispered.

"WHAT?", it asked.

"Yes!", she said loudly, "I want it!".

It didn't say anything, but somehow she could feel that it was grinning.

Then it moved.

One strong tentacle coiled around her waist, two others around her upper arms, lifting her from the ground and holding her in place, while a half dozen smaller ones moved only a hair's width above her skin all over her body.

She felt her heart beat overtime, expecting the tentacles to push forcefully into her virgin holes at any moment.

But when it started touching her, it was not at all what she had anticipated.

Tears started welling up in her eyes and she tried to wiggle away, desperately, but was hindered by the strong tentacles gripping her waist and shoulders.

"Please, please, stop!", she screamed, or tried to scream, but the words were barely audible over the shrieks and laughs as the monster ruthlessly tickled her sides.

The elf girl laughed and laughed and thrashed around to get away, tears streaming out of her eyes.

And then it happened.

She lost control over that one muscle one should never lose control over.

Suddenly she felt the warmth spread over her crotch.

Everything stopped.

The tentacles didn't move anymore, and her eyes were opened wide in shocked embarrassment, as she realized that she had just peed herself.

She tried to close her legs, but the monster quickly coiled two arms around her thighs and spread them wide open.

Then the young girl watched in horror as a thinner tentacle shot below the wet panties and suddenly ripped them from her body, leaving her piss-wet pussy exposed to the air.

It dangled the ripped panties in front of her head, making her look at her accident.

They had been cute and white, but the ripped cloth in front of her face now was sporting a large, wet and yellow stain.

She wanted to die of embarrassment, but there was something else.

The way it dangled the dirty cloth in front of her was almost hypnotizing, her eyes unable to stop looking at the dirty wet spot.

She heard the monster chuckle in her mind.

"REMEBER, I CAN SEE ALL YOUR FANTASIES!"

Another of her most secret fantasies visualized itself in front of her inner eye.

She was kneeling outside a tavern, chained to the ground, a strip of leather around her head that pulled her chin down, forcing her mouth open.

Next to her was the tavern's outhouse, but there was a sign on the door: "Broken. Use elf.". Below these words on the sign was an arrow that pointed straight at her.

In front of her there was a row of people, men and women alike, who had all queued up to use her pretty teenage face as their pissoir.

She remembered herself masturbating countless times to this fantasy of everyone using her as a toilet, shooting their dirty pee all over her face or pissing directly into her forced-open mouth and then pinching her nose shut, forcing her to swallow their salty urine down.

The scene in front of her inner eye vanished, letting her see the tentacle holding her pissy panties in front of her face again.

Before she could react, it suddenly shot forward, shoving the filthy cloth right into her mouth.

When the piss-stained underwear touched her tongue and the combined taste of her pussy and her urine hit her taste buds, Lily came.

Her throat made a shrieking noise as the orgasm hit her so unexpectedly, and her eyes rolled back while the muscles of her body started to move on their own, making her thrash around in the tentacle's grip.

Her lips closed around the tentacle between them, embracing the pissy panties in her mouth, wallowing in the erotic taste.

It tasted so amazing, or at least her mind make her experience it as such, the kinkiness of the act making it so erotic to the young elf.

A part of her wondered why she had always only fantasized about pee, and never acted out any such fantasies and played with her own.

She was still sucking eagerly on the stained panties when they were suddenly pulled away.

Lily made a whiny noise as they left her mouth.

The monster dangled them right in front of her head, but utterly out of her reach, as she could strain her neck as much as she tried, she couldn't reach them even as she stuck her tongue out towards them.

It chuckled again.

Lily tried to say something, but before she could open her mouth, she saw two tentacles move out of the corner of her eyes.

They moved lightning fast, wrapping themselves around her bra straps, and then pulling away forcefully, tearing her bra to pieces and letting them fall to the floor.

Lily shrieked and tried to cover her breasts out of reflex, but couldn't move her arms which were still held in place by the two strong tentacles around them.

Looking down, the young elf could see that the tiny nipples on her small breasts were as hard as never before, the little nubs standing proudly on the perky flesh.

Then the monster made her yelp as it suddenly whipped her left breast with her panties.

Before she knew what was happening, it had whipped her other breast, the hard impact of wet cloth on sensitive skin reddening it immediately.

It whipped her breasts again, but this time a moan escaped her throat, the light, burning agony on her breasts and nipples feeling utterly blissful.

It whipped her again and again with the drool and piss-stained cloth until the pale skin of her small breasts had turned pinkish red.

Lily wanted just a few more whips, knowing she was about to come, when it stopped and threw the panties away.

'No..', she whined again, making the monster elicit a rumbling laugh.

"I LOVE LITTLE ELVES", it said and brought the tentacle that had held the dirty panties back to her, the tip hovering just outside her reach as she tried to get her tongue to touch it, to get another taste of her juice, but failed again to do so as she couldn't reach it.

She was making another whining noise, but her throat constricted when she felt the two tentacles that had wrapped around her thighs suddenly tighten themselves around her flesh and pull her legs apart even farther.

The tentacle in front of her face started swaying, and the young elf's heartbeat increased again.

Now it would happen. It would fuck her! She was sure, dry-swallowing in excitement, feeling her pussy quiver in anticipation.

But her brows furrowed when she watched as the tentacle in front of her face suddenly grew thinner and thinner until it was just the width of her little finger.

'What? I'm a virgin, but that doesn't mean I can't take a bigger one! Why so small?', she thought.

She had forgotten that the monster could read her thoughts until she heard it laugh.

The tentacle moved to between her legs, und without foreplay started brushing over her labia, touching her pink folds teasingly, making her elicit small gasps of pleasure.

"BELIEVE ME LITTLE ELF, THIS IS MORE THAN THICK ENOUGH...FOR THE HOLE IT'S GOING IN!"

Lily made a confused look, before her eyes shot wide open when the tentacle suddenly pushed between her lips..but didn't go into her pussy, but instead immediately found the extremely tiny opening of her peehole.

For that hole, the finger-thickness was truly more than enough.

Lily yelped loudly as the tentacle quickly forced itself an inch deep into her smallest opening.

Her pelvis started to move away from the invader, but the tentacle around her waist held her steady, unable to escape from the sweet pee-hole torture.

As the tentacle slowly started to actually fuck her little pisshole, Lily's head fell back and she moaned loudly, the experience unlike anything she had ever imagined.

Going deeper every time, the tentacle thrust in and out of her urethra.

Lily screamed in bliss as it went harder and faster, forcing inch after inch of flesh up her tiny hole, all the while her lower body still tried to escape, the muscles in her hips and thighs constricting and relaxing violently, but unable to achieve anything, caught in the tentacle's iron grasp.

It felt utterly amazing having something forced up her tiny pisshole so hard and far, and Lily could feel her climax fast approaching as the creature was fucking her with vicious thrusts.

Then she felt it grip her thighs even harder before brutally hilting itself inside her little peehole, shoving deeper than ever before until it breached the entry to her bladder.

It felt otherworldly, and the first wave of her climax hit her like a sledgehammer, only for the second wave to almost knock her out, as the monster pulled the whole tentacle out of her urethra with one fast move, followed by the contents of her bladder which rushed out of the now open tunnel.

Immediately after the tip of the tentacle left her pisshole, a hot, thick stream of her piss left her body, forming a huge yellow puddle on the white floor, all the while Lily was still climaxing, her youthful body cumming so hard from the rough pisshole fuck that it took even the large tentacle monster a whole amount of strength to keep her thrashing body from escaping his grasp.

It took almost a minute for her muscles to relax and her throat to stop screaming, after which she hung panting in the creature's arms.

She couldn't even resist as more tentacles suddenly wrapped themselves around her body, until she was more or less completely immobilized.

At first she barely realized that she was moving and the world was slowly turning upside-down, but she was immediately back in the present and fully awake when she realized that the monster hat turned her around and she was now facing - and nearing - the big yellow puddle on the floor which she had produced.

Guessing the monster's intentions, she eagerly stuck her tongue out, and was soon getting her treat when the creature pressed her face into the bright yellow puddle of piss.

She felt fire shooting through her body when her tongue was dunked into the steaming liquid, the taste invigorating her after the draining orgasm.

She eagerly lapped at her delicious urine while the monster pressed her young face into the puddle of piss.

First drawing her tongue over the wetness, then forming a vacuum with her lips, she sucked up a mouthful of pee and swallowed it eagerly, her eyes rolling back in her head as the strong taste made her almost cum again.

The monster moved and turned her around, as if using her body, head and hair as a cleaning utensil to mop up the puddle of piss.

When it was finished, the giggling girl's body was coated in a yellow sheen and her hair dripped warm liquid.

She found herself hanging in the air, her torso parallel to the ground, held up by two strong tentacles, one wrapped around her waist, one around her chest, coiled twice around her, squeezing her little tits between itself. Her arms and legs were free to hang down below her, hands and feet dangling just a few inches in the air above the wet floor.

Then one tentacle brushed against her chin and lifted her head up until the young elf was looking just in front of her, for the first time in her ordeal remembering the mirrors all around the room she was in.

She could see herself from literally every side, seeing her blissful face as well as her sides, still slightly red skin of her small breasts visible below her chest, and even her butt and the backside of her legs.

Her attention was captured by a thin tentacle - probably the one that had force-fucked her pisshole so good, she thought - moving towards her butt cheek.

As it brushed lightly against the pale skin, she could see goose bumps forming on it.

In her arousal, she started imagining what her pale skin would look like with some beautiful red streaks.

The very moment she remembered that the monster could read her thoughts, she already felt the stinging pain of the tentacle whipping her butt hard.

It was burning much more than the comparatively light whipping on her breasts head done, but on her supple butt cheek, the amount of pain felt absolutely incredible.

'Again!", she almost yelled, before yelping when her other butt cheek received a slap that made her whole body rock.

Looking into the mirror, she could see two nice red streaks forming on her pale flesh.

She grinned, and was rewarded with two more quick, hard slaps. And two more. And another two.

The young elf absolutely adored the spanking she was receiving, and the fact that she could actually watch her cheeks getting whipped and turning red.

She let out a blissful purr as the tentacle started lightly brushing over her reddened cheeks.

And then she forgot to breathe for a moment as it brushed over her little pucker.

The image of her orc-rape fantasy came back to her for a moment, the image of her getting all her tight holes abused hard.

It was going to fuck her in the ass! She suddenly realized and again her heart started beating so fast that she could hear the blood drumming in her ears.

The tentacle brushed over her little anus again.

She was still - technically - a virgin, and it would keep her a virgin, still not touching her pussy, but fuck her in the ass instead!

The thought was making her giddy.

"YES. YOUR VIRGIN BUTTHOLE IS MY NEXT TARGET. BUT I WON'T FUCK YOUR ASS.", it said in her mind.

She confusedly wondered what it meant, when it continued, "I PROMISED TO MAKE YOUR DIRTY FANTASIES COME TRUE. AND THOSE ORCS, THEY DIDN'T FUCK YOU LOVINGLY IN THE ASS."

Lily's eyes went wide and she became even more excited when she realized what the creature meant.

"I AM GOING TO BRUTALLY RAPE YOUR LITTLE TEENAGE VIRGIN ASSHOLE UNTIL YOU CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE AND BEG ME TO STOP!".

Her head was spinning.

"Oh yes please!", she whispered, "And when I beg you to stop..please don't listen.", she thought, and the monster chuckled once again inside her head.

A hard slap on her butt brought her attention back to the mirror in front of her, on which's side she could see the reflection of her butt and the tentacle in front of it.

With wide eyes she watched as the monster made the tentacle thicker and thicker until it had more than tripled in size, now being as thick as three fingers.

Then the thick tentacle whipped her once more on her butt cheek, before slapping between her cheeks, its smooth length smacking against her anus and pussy lips, making her hips buckle.

"BRACE YOURSELF, LITTLE ELF, I'M GOING IN DRY...MORE OR LESS", the voice in her head chuckled, and Lily took a deep breath, before the air was knocked from her lungs as the tentacle was suddenly shoved into her virgin asshole with such force that it immediately slipped past the barrier and entered her tight ass.

Her mouth opened in a soundless scream, before she was able to gulp down a lungful of air when the tentacle suddenly left her burning ass.

Only to slam back in with force, spreading her tight sphincter wide open as it entered her bowels.

This time, the elf's scream was audible, so loud that it hurt her throat, and drawn out as her body started shivering in a powerful climax.

Once she could breathe again, the tentacle pulled out, slapped her butt cheek hard, leaving another red streak, and then pushed into her tiny anus again with such force that the small elf was rocked forward in the other tentacle's grasp.

Lily howled.

She was in heaven.

The sweet, delicious pain paired with the incredible feeling of something spreading her ass and filling her little hole so good was even better than the violent pisshole fuck.

When the monster started to jackhammer the teenaged elf's little asshole, she just moaned in bliss, forgetting the world around her, just reveling in the amazing feeling of getting her butthole drilled so hard.

The creature fucked the slim girl's asshole with abandon, ramming himself deeper and deeper into her bowels, making the girl scream and moan, and quickly cum again.

When it suddenly left her, Lily could see her own asshole gaping wide open in the mirror, needing almost ten full seconds before it had closed again. She loved the view.

But she didn't like the sudden emptiness.

"Please! Keep fucking me!", she begged.

"FIRST I'LL MAKE YOU TASTE YOUR ASS, DIRTY GIRL!", she heard him say and her eyes went wide.

She of course kept herself perfectly clean, but the idea alone was so utterly dirty, she loved it immediately, and quickly open her mouth wide when she saw the tentacle that had just been inside her asshole approach her face.

The monster unceremoniously shoved the tip into her mouth, and Lily started sucking hard on it.

She almost came again just thinking about what she was doing, and watching herself in the mirror, gleefully sucking the tentacle that had just raped her ass.

Her attention completely caught by her own image, the air was suddenly knocked from her lungs again when another tentacle was slammed brutally into her little teeny ass without warning.

With the first thrust, the tentacle went in deeper than the first tentacle had ever been.

It started to piston in and out, forcefully fucking her tight ass in a steady rhythm, but this one always pulled out completely, before shoving itself in deep.

The sensation was even rougher than the first one which had stayed inside once it had started fucking her deep.

Now, her little anus was being pushed open over and over, the tentacle breaking her little barrier again and again.

But the rhythm was steady and Lily felt another orgasm approach slowly.

She tried to suck on the first tentacle again, but was disappointed to feel it leaving her eager mouth.

Her eyes followed it as it slowly moved alongside her body...and towards her ass, which was still being brutally drilled by the other tentacle.

Once more her eyes went wide when she saw the tentacle move right up next to the one pushing in and pulling out of her ass.

She could imagine where this was going.

"No..no..it's too much..", she stammered.

But the monster in her head could see the lie behind those words and knew what she really wanted.

Again and again the single tentacle pushed into her ass only to leave it again, giving it a second for the little anus to close, only to shove itself into her again.

The second tentacle waited beside it.

Then, the first one waited for more than a second after pulling out.

Two seconds. Three seconds. Lily could see her little anus tighten up again.

And then the creature thrust both tentacles into her ass at once, side by side, making the young elf scream as her butthole was stretched to new dimensions.

Lily came so hard that a jet of girlcum shot out of her cunny, splattering on the floor beneath her.

This time, the monster gave her no time to calm down.

It started double-fucking her tight ass with such brutal force, ramming the two tentacles into her virgin butthole so hard and deep that her first climax was immediately followed by another one, and still the monster kept increasing the pace, drilling her burning ass so hard that the young girl forgot everything around her and became completely lost in her pleasure, barely noticing the end of the second and beginning of the third climax, her whole body overloaded from what felt like a single endless orgasm.

During the third climax, she lost control over her bladder again. Her yellow pee poured forth from her abused little hole and splattered all over the floor.

Then the fourth climax rocked her mind and body and stole her consciousness, and, her mouth drooling from the insurmountable pleasure, she blacked out.

And woke up again a few moments later, feeling her ass still being prodded by a single tentacle.

But then panic overcame the young girl when she heard the head librarian's voice.

"So. You opened the door. You did the one thing you were forbidden."