The Forbidden Room - Chapter 5

The young elf turned towards the tentacle monster that was writhing on the floor.

"Please rape me very hard until you cum in and on me!"

She heard the monster laugh inside her head.

"So you want my cum little one? You know what that means?".

"Yes..it will make me more flexible!".

"Oh yes it will..but if I give you my cum..I will make use of your new flexibility. I will make your skin so flexible that I can ram a tentacle as big as your thigh up your ass."

"Oh yes!", Lily breathed.

"With spikes as big as your little fists.", the monster added and Lily almost swooned at the thought.

"YES! Please give me your cum!", she begged.

"I will give you my cum.", the monster stated and Lily jumped up and down in glee.

"But you have to earn it. You have to prove you are ready to go even further beyond your limits than you already have!".

"Everything!", the young elf replied.

"Let us see..", it said.

Then a part of it flattened itself along the floor until it looked like a puddle of purple water.

Then, from this puddle, straight up from the floor, a tentacle rose.

It grew larger until it was 10 inches long, a bit less than wrist-thick at the top, and almost as thick as Lily's fist at the base on the floor. And where the rest of the monster was purple, this tentacle was red.

Then Lily saw another long tentacle dangle from the air above the one on the floor.

She immediately recognized the spiked arm that had fucked her ass so hard, still glistening with her wetness.

The elf watched the first 10 inches of the tentacle turn red, too.

"You will get my cum if you can get everything that is red into your little holes and hold it there for half a minute. And you have to do it all on your own, without my help!"

Lily swallowed. She would have to take 10 thick inches up her ass while choking on another 10 inches down her throat.

It sounded awesome in the young elf's mind and she was eager to do it, immediately taking a step towards the tentacles, when she was held back by the monster's words.

"Not so fast, little one! Don't think I'll make it so easy for you!"

Then Lily watched in amazement as the tentacle on the floor grew small spikes, just like the one hanging from the ceiling still sported, but a little bigger.

And where the first spiked tentacle that had fucked her in the ass had them all neatly arranged in rings around it, the spikes on this one grew without order, distributed chaotically over its surface.

Lily grinned, having loved the sensations the nubs had brought her sensitive butt, and was looking forward to having that experience repeated with this new, even thicker tentacle.

But then something unexpected happened.

The surface of the tentacle started to become alive!

The spikes started moving all over it on their own, circling around it, moving up and down and over the tip.

Lily watched it with mesmerized eyes.

Where most others would have fled in fear from what looked like a horrible torture device, the eighteen year old virgin elf was instantly in love with the thing, enarmored by the idea of having to force her tiny little teenage asshole to endure all of the brutal anal torture that the tentacle monster would give her with the thick 10 inches of flesh with moving spikes.

She was absolutely determined to take the thing all the way into her ass while choking on the second tentacle, and would do so for longer than just the needed thirty seconds she decided.

The young virgin had experienced so much already on this fateful night, been taken far beyond what she had thought she could take already. She desperately wanted to continue to test out and break her limits.

The young girl felt a drop of cunny honey fall from her engorged lips as she was watching the vicious tentacle, all of whose 10 inches with its swirling spikes she was required to force into her tiny pink pucker..so she would be rewarded with liquid that would make her able take on even bigger things. She giggled at that thought.

With a quick step she moved towards the tentacle on the floor and squatted down next to it, putting her hand on it's surface.

It felt just like the other one, smooth and a bit elastic, but not very much.

The spikes did not hurt her hand, but even when she gripped the tentacle hard, they kept moving below her fingers, the monster's supernatural strength keeping them in constant motion.

Her little asshole stood no chance, she thought gleefully. The moving spikes would hurt so good.

She stood up again and positioned herself over the tentacle.

Kneeling down, she brought her little butt to just above the violent ass-rape tentacle.

Her heart beating as fast as it could, she lowered her butt until she was just a quarter inch above the tentacle's tip and held herself in place.

Now every  couple seconds one of the spikes would make it's way along the apex of the tentacle and scrape the sensitive skin of her butthole.

It felt so beautifully to the young elf that her breathing already started coming harder.

She lowered her butt another fraction of an inch, hovering just above the tip of the rod.

Little gasps now left her mouth whenever a spike passed the tip and poked into her butthole.

Another drop of juice left her pussy.

Then the young elf, determined to have her little butthole abused as hard as possible, took a deep breath and dropped her butt down.

Within one moment, three inches of the tentacle vanished into her already well used but still incredibly tight asshole.

Lily screamed as the spikes see-sawed into and out of her asshole and instantly exploded into a hard orgasm that made her raise her hips away from the intruder and drop forward, gasping hard.

"Oh goddess, that thing is amazing!", she finally said.

She wanted nothing more than to have the whole brutal thing in her teeny butt.

After she had caught her breath again, she positioned her pucker over the tentacle again, for a while just enjoying the feeling as spike after spike rolled over the tentacle's tip and poked her wrinkled skin.

Then she took another deep breath and shoved her butt down onto the tentacle once more.

The delicious pain of her butthole getting stretched and scratched made her scream out again, but this time she held herself in place, barely able to breathe coherently from the mental overload as her asshole was stretched open and clenched down again every half-second as another spike was brutally forced through the barrier of the tiny muscle.

After thirty seconds of this torture she had another anal orgasm, but somehow managed to stay in place, riding the tentacle through her climax.

"Three inches down..seven to go!", she exclaimed through moans and gasps, her mind giddy with happiness at the thought that there was so much more of the thing she had to fit into her ass, after the first three inches already had made her cum twice.

With a shove, she forced her little butthole to swallow the next two inches.

Her moans turned into screams again, as the tentacle became thicker towards the base and spread her butthole even wider than before, and suddenly another number of spikes were inside her ass, scratching her from the inside and forcing her pucker roughly apart when they passed it.

The young elf had to put her hands to the floor to keep herself steady as the tentacle tortured her little butthole.

The feeling in her tight butt was purely amazing, it was like a fire burning in her ass that spread inside her through her crotch and along her spine straight into her mind.

Lily's screams turned to purring noises as her anus got a bit more used to the violent abuse and her eyes fell closed as she tried to relax in the blissful position.

The pretty elf had the powerful urge to put her fingers into her burning, leaking pussy and make herself cum again, but decided against it.

Somehow it felt so awesomely dirty to have everyone and everything utterly ignore her one little hole that was actually made for fucking, and instead use all the other ones so brutally hard.

She forced herself to push her butt further down, impaling her tiny anus on the tentacle that grew thicker with every inch that entered her backside.

But she made it only two inches before the increased stretching made her climax for the third time.

It took all her willpower to stay in place and not move away from the tentacle as her whole body shivered and more than once her arms and legs threatened to go weak and let her fall over.

But that gave the formerly so shy elf an idea.

She waited almost a minute, trying not to cum again as she sat on the tentacle, seven inches of it's length inside her teeny butt, its spikes abusing her little hole so viciously hard.

Thinking about what she was about to do, she felt her stomach flutter in excitement.

But then she had another thought and her eyes shot open, looking for the tentacle that still hang in the air slightly above her head.

She grabbed it with one arm, pulling it down and into her mouth, almost climaxing again as her tongue swirled around the nubs on its surface that were still slightly sticky with her ass-juices. They were still virtually odor- and tasteless, but the kinkiness of having something in her mouth that had been inside her asshole just brought the arousal in her mind to such heights that she felt almost physical pleasure from it.

After sucking on it for a while, the time came for the teenaged elf to make her naughty idea a reality.

She grabbed the tentacle in her mouth a few inches higher with the hand she had already been holding it with.

Then, trying to keep her balance against the spiky assrape, she raised her other hand from the floor and grabbed the hanging tentacle above the first hand holding it.

Then she took a deep breath and let herself fall.

She completely relaxed the muscles in her legs, letting her whole weight press her ass down on the tentacle inside it.

Lily was a slender elf, not weighing much, but still her weight was enough to force her down to the floor, making the entire ten inches of spiked tentacle drill into her butthole, stretching it violently to unknown limits as is swallowed the tentacle to its base where it was about fist-thick, and still the moving spikes were poking into her little anus, stretching it even wider.

The loudest scream yet started to escape her throat, but was immediately muffled as the kinky girl pulled both hands down with all her power in the same moment her ass was speared, to push the second tentacle deep into her throat.

Her scream was turned into a mumble of wet noises as she started gagging violently on the tentacle that was distending her throat now.

The slim elf girl came harder than ever before, loosing control over her muscles, including her bladder.

Her pussy gushed forth girlcum and yellow piss as her throat and anus each constricted around the tentacles that she had forced so deep into them.

Her mind felt like it had been shattered as her body rocked and spasmed, but somehow she managed to keep her hands from going slack, grabbing desperately on to the tentacle to keep pulling it into her throat as deep as possible for as long as possible.

Her eyes were running with tears and she felt light-headed as she continued to choke on the throat invader, but she was determined not to let it go, as another small climax rocked her body each time she gagged on it.

Her ass felt like it was being torn apart by the incredibly thick tentacle with its moving spikes inside it, while her neck bulged obscenely as she choked and gagged on the thick rod in her throat.

For Lily, it felt like heaven.

She was experiencing a continuous whole-body orgasm that seemed to never end, making her pussy empty all its content over the floor.

But just as she thought it couldn't get any better, she felt it.

Suddenly both the tentacle in her ass and the one in her throat started swelling, making her eyes go wide as she felt herself thrown into an even better stage of mindless bliss, that was just increased as the tentacles both started spewing forth gallons and gallons of cum into her tortured holes.

The one in her throat started pumping cum straight into her belly while the one in her ass started filling her guts, making her belly start to bulge out as if she was going through an entire pregnancy in a few seconds.

When her body's limits to contain the sticky cream were reached, but the tentacles were still pumping cum into her, her holes just started overflowing.

Thick wide goo was forcing itself out through her anus, stretching it even wider open than it already was with the thick tentacle inside it.

The cum from her throat-invader found its way out through her nose, making her nostrils leak white ooze, before the sheer amount of cream pushed the tentacle out of her throat. It completely filled her mouth, bulging her cheeks, until  it left her lips and was just spewing forth white jizz onto the young girl's face.

Lily was too much gone from orgasmic overload to even close her eyes, happily accepting the monster's gift on her face and in her open eyes, until her vision was clouded by a white curtain of cum.

Completely exhausted, she fell forward, the ass-rape tentacle with its still moving spikes finally leaving her abused bottom, allowing the gallons of cum that it had pumped into her guts to shoot out of her ass, while her over-filled stomach was pumping out cum through her throat that was finally unoccupied now.

Lily thought she came again as the gallons of sticky cream shot out of her ass and mouth, but she was too much gone to know.

She just laid on the floor with a stupid smile in her eyes that were still completely filled with cum, her hair soaking up cum from the puddle that was still being filled by the liquid dripping out of her open-hanging mouth, while her bright pink anus just gaped wide open, a small rivulet of cum flowing out of it and forming another puddle below her.

"Well done, little slut, very well done! But you're not done yet..", she heard mistress Luana say in the distance.

Her smile grew even larger.

"The magic cum makes your little body - and especially your little holes - more flexible and durable every minute, but it takes some time to reach its full effect. So we have some time to kill... What do you think we should do? Perhaps a relaxing massage..or some gentle licking.. Or some more punishing?"

"More punishment please!", Lily quickly answered, making Luana grin.

"And how hard would you say should your punishment be?"

"As hard as I can take it..and then a whole lot harder!", Lily said.

The Forbidden Room - Chapter 3

"I've been wearing those socks for three days now..just for you!", Luana said as she pressed her feet against her young assistant's face.

She had mentally commanded the tentacle monster to curl up one especially long and thick tentacle in a way that made her able to use it as a chair, and then had it raise her high enough that she was sitting above the teenager that hang suspended in the air by the tentacles around her limbs, staring dumbfounded at the ceiling while coming down from her latest climax.

Luana still couldn't believe what a delicious little slut the eighteen year old girl had turned out to be.

She had climaxed from a rough throatfuck, and Luana had decided on the spot to really test the girl's mettle and see how she would react to getting her tight little ass fucked by a spiked tentacle.

She had made the spikes soft enough not to wound, but big and pointy enough to hurt at least a little bit, especially when forced into a much too tiny little asshole.

And Lily had seemed to love the rough treatment her little pucker had been getting from it so far.

She still hadn't made the spiked tentacle actually fuck the young girl's ass, but watching her squirm and cum during the insertion had made it unbearable for Luana to just keep watching.

She finally had to get into the action, but keep up the appearance of 'punishing' her little assistant.

First she would see how the teenager reacted to her sweaty feet, she had decided, and then she would take a nice, long, hard piss on the sweet girl's innocent face.

She could feel her own pussy squirm just from thinking about all the things she would do with - or to - the elf.

She had been surprised in earnest when she had definitely see the girl cum the very moment she had first pressed her sock-clad feet against her face.

Mentally she commanded the tentacle monster to sprout another tentacle and put it to the back of Lily's head, pressing slightly upward so she couldn't move her head away when Luana pressed her feet together and down on Lily's face, completely covering her assistant's face and mouth so the young elf couldn't get a single bit of fresh air, but was forced to inhale the concentrated scent trapped in her damp socks with every labored breath she made.

By all signs, the girl seemed to enjoy the forced smelling of Luana's feet and her long worn socks immensely.

Time to step it up, the older librarian thought and commanded the tentacle monster to start moving the spiked tentacle in Lily's ass again, which it gladly did.

****

Lily howled into her mistress's wonderful feet as her tiny asshole suddenly exploded into the most amazing combination of pleasure and pain.

The tentacle monster had finally started brutally raping her formerly virgin little teenage butthole with its thick, spiked rod, all the while her mistress pressed her sweet smelling feet hard against her face.

Not that she was actually being raped, she thought - after all she had asked for this and wanted nothing more than to be fucked this way - but in her state of mind it just sounded so much hotter to think of her eighteen year old little elven behind as being brutally raped right now, then as just being fucked.

The knowledge that it was a spiky tentacle violating her tiny asshole without mercy just made it even better. She just adored the slightly painful aspect of it all, the juxtaposition of pain and pleasure.

And she utterly loved what mistress Luana was doing to her right now.

She had never smelled anything as sexy as her mistress's feet, and the smell was so beautifully concentrated in her long worn socks.

Her feet were so soft and warm against her whole face, and they were pressed over her nose with enough pressure that she had to work hard to breathe, and every single breath was completely filled with the aphrodisiacal scent of sexy girl feet.

Lily was in heaven and moaned and screamed into Luana's feet as the tentacle in her ass picked up the pace.

It brutally fucked her pink asshole raw now, with enough speed to never feel gentle, but slow enough to allow Lily to feel her sensitive skin being scratched and stretched every time a ring of spikes passed her little pucker.

Her head swimming from the arousing musk forced into her nose and her butt sending out jolts of orgasmic pleasure by the second, it didn't take the young elf long to cum hard again, screaming into her mistress's damp feet.

She was a bit disappointed when relatively cool air suddenly filled her lungs and she realized that her face wasn't being smothered by feet anymore.

She was about to mewl in frustration when she was suddenly being spun around once more by the tentacles around her waist, arms and legs, screaming from the amazing feeling in her butthole that was still occupied by the now unmoving spiked tentacle as she was spun around and its spikes rotated inside her ass once more.

Panting, she found herself hanging in the air with her face looking at the floor once more.

Then a pretty sock-clad foot entered her field of vision and touched her chin, raising her head slightly up so she was facing mistress Luana.

"You're such a dirty little slut. You're enjoying your punishment too much.", she stated, and Lily quickly agreed.

"Yes, punish me harder, please!", she begged and Luana laughed.

"Very well..", she said and her eyes went to the sides.

Lily followed her look and saw a thin tentacle raise next to her head.

It was as thick as her little finger, just like the one that had fucked her pisshole earlier.

Lily's breath came harder when she remembered that experience, and hoped that it would be repeated.

Her face turned into a giddy grin when she saw tiny nubs sprouting on the tentacle's surface.

"Oh yes, please rape my little peehole with that spiky tentacle while the thick one rapes my ass!", she thought and heard the chuckle of the thought-reading tentacle monster.

In the mirrors, her happy grin followed the tentacle as it really moved towards her smallest hole.

When the nubbed tentacle suddenly shot forward and into her unprotected pisshole with brutal force, just shoving itself viciously into her young body, and at the same time the spiked tentacle in her asshole started both shoving in and out and rotating at the same time, she opened her mouth in a wild scream, but was immediately muffled when Luana's foot that had been below her chin suddenly shot into her wide open mouth and was roughly forced in as deep as it would go.

The taste of the damp sock on the foot in her mouth flooded her and then she gagged hard as Luana's toes reached the back of her mouth and the entrance to her throat, tickling her gag reflex and robbing her of air.

It was too much for the teen elf.

Her pisshole, asshole and throat all filled roughly at the same time, her body and mind completely overloaded, and she was hit by multiple orgasms in such fast succession that they seemed like she was being continually shocked by electricity.

The tentacles in her ass and peehole had no remorse and kept ramming into her while she rode the orgasms, and Luana forced her foot into Lily's mouth with all her strength, so the young girl was choking and gagging without pause until her air threatened to go out and Luana pulled her foot out a bit, but left her toes inside Lily's mouth.

The young elf gasped for air around the toes until her orgasms had finally stopped, helped by the tentacles in her ass and peehole that had mercifully stopped moving after what seemed like half a dozen orgasms.

Her lungs filled with air again, Lily started eagerly sucking on Luana's toes in their now drool-wet socks.

The taste of her mistress used socks was just amazing, and the way she could feel the shape of her small toes through the thin silken cloth was just beautiful.

She mewled when Luana pulled her toes out of her mouth, even stuck her tongue out to get back to her mistress' delicious feet, but couldn't reach it.

Luana chuckled.

Then she pulled the drool-covered sock off and threw it to the floor, which made Lily make a whining noise.

"You really like my dirty socks, don't you, little foot-slut?", she asked, chuckling.

Lily nodded, still too out of breath to talk.

"But I need to get my foot deeper into your throat, so the sock has to go."

Lily's eyes went wide, and she grinned stupidly. For her, Luana had just pronounced the one worthy excuse for robbing her of the intense taste of her dirty sock. Being throatfucked by her mistress' foot again was worth any sacrifice.

"But you can have this one..", she heard Luana say and watch her pull the still dry sock from her other foot.

She dangled it in the air in front of Lily's face, and the young elf immediately started taking deep inhaling breaths, trying to get Luana's wonderful scent back into her nose.

She almost laughed in giddy glee when she saw two thin tentacles appear, grab one end of the dirty sock each, and then  wrap it over her nose and pull the end's to her ears, so her nose was completely covered by the wonderful smelly sock.

Just like when Luana had pressed her feet on her nose, she had to work a bit to breathe through the thin cloth, but in exchange for it her nose was completely filled by the erotic odor.

Then, to bring her out of her foot-smell-induced trance and make her open her maw, the tentacle in her pisshole started brutally fucking her again without warning.

It started hammering her little urethra hard, the little nubs on its surface making the experience even more intense.

Lily opened her mouth to scream, and was rewarded with Luana's naked foot.

For a moment the smell of the sock over her nose was increased by the taste of Luana's foot in her mouth, but then it reached the entrance to her throat and she had to gag again, spittle flying out of her mouth while the tentacle in her pisshole picked up speed and depth, ramming even deeper into her tiny peetunnel.

Luana started shoving her foot in and out of Lily's mouth, facefucking her young assistant roughly with it.

Every few times, she just held it at the deepest, just pushing as far as it would go, until her shin touched Lily's upper lip and the young elf's lower lip was on her sole near her heel.

Then she would start wiggling her toes, tickling the back of Lily's tongue to make her gag like crazy.

Lily was in heaven. Foot-facefucked and pisshole-fucked at the same time, while a spiky rod stretched her anus and her labored breath filled her head with the heavy scent of the used sock over her nose. Her mind was unable to concentrate on one over the other, her whole body in an orgasmic high.

She loved how her mistress obviously had fun abusing her this way, roughly shoving her foot into her throat again and again, giving her best to make Lily choke and gag as much as possible, which brought the submissive elf closer to orgasm every time her throat constricted.

Sensing her immediate climax, the tentacle monster started rotating the spiked tentacle that had never left her asshole just as she reached the point of no return.

A part of Lily's mind wondered just how often she was able to cum before shutting down from exhaustion, but then the climax came and killed all thoughts in the drooling girl's head, replacing them with pure climactic bliss.

This time she must have blacked out for a moment, she finally realized, because for the first time in a long while she found herself on the floor, her holes sadly empty, and not even the sweet scent of feet anywhere near her.

Raising her body into a kneeling position and opening her eyes slowly, they immediately went wide when she found herself face to face with mistress Luana's naked pussy.

The wet, pink folds were a mere foot away from her face and she immediately tried to throw herself forward to push her face into the pretty cunt, but found herself unable to move.

Looking down, she found one large tentacle still wrapped around her waist, holding her in place.

Staring back at the pink pussy in front of her, she begged, "Please..".

"Please what?", Luana asked.

"Please let me taste your cunny..", Lily begged.

Luana laughed.

"I think you are forgetting something!".

Lily looked up questioningly towards Luana's grinning face.

"You are still being punished, dirty little slut!"

Before her mind realized what the whizzing sound her ears suddenly heard was, Luana's hot piss-stream hit her right between the eyes.

*****

Luana was smitten by her young assistant.

Lily had taken all the abuse with so much desire. She was the perfect little toy, getting off on the smell of her old socks, on being facefucked, pee hole fucked and ass-raped.

Luana wasn't even surprised anymore that the young elf didn't shriek and try to get away when she had started pissing right on her face, but instead seemed to love being a cute little toilet.

To Luana's amazement, the teen didn't even close her eyes once the hot stream started hitting her face, but just blinked them rapidly as droplets of yellow pee hit them, intent on watching as much as possible of Luana's wet cunt while it spewed forth scalding hot urine straight at her.

The girl even moved her face around while she moaned, making sure the hard stream hit every part of her young face.

Finally she opened her mouth, and Luana lost no time angling her stream right into it.

******

Lily couldn't believe her luck.

Mistress Luana was using her as a pissoir! She had completely doused her face with her hot, sweet smelling piss and was now filling her mouth with the yellow urine!

Lily had thought there would be no better taste than that of her mistress long worn socks, but she had to admit now that her piss tasted even better.

It was sweet and salty at the same time, with a fruity note, and just that unexplainable taste unlike anything else in the world.

Lily had loved the taste of her own pee, but another girl's pee - that was even better.

She swallowed the first mouthful of dirty yellow urine and was lost in heaven.

Her body was so exhausted from the constant cumming that the didn't physically climax again, but she felt what must be a mental orgasm when she became her mistress' little teeny-toilet and gulped down her hot piss.

Her eyes rolled back and she let out a loud moan that turned into a gurgle as her open mouth was immediately filled again with Luana's golden nectar.

The teenager swallowed again and again, drinking Luana's piss down with glee.

She was sad when the hot piss-stream's intensity lessened and finally ceased to fill her waiting mouth.

The girl swallowed one last time, relishing the erotic taste of the pee, and then smiled at Luana with pure happiness.

Her smile turned even wider when she was rewarded by one final squirt of yellow urine out of the pretty pink pussy in front of her face which hit her square in the face.

She licked her lips to get the last drops into her mouth and have one final taste of sweet elfpee.

When she looked lovingly at her mistress, Luana scoffed.

"Dirty piss-slut! You're supposed to be punished but it seems like you enjoy being my little piss-bucket way too much! Turn around!", she commanded and Lily quickly did as she was told, noticing that this time the tentacle around her waist moved with her to allow her the movement.

All the exhaustion miraculously gone, she felt completely refreshed after her pee-shower and after drinking so much hot piss, and couldn't wait to find out what the next 'punishment' it was that Luana had in store for her.

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.

Qi'xatl the Tentacle Monster Chapter 5 - Refinement

Qi'xatl the tentacle monster was afraid.
After his escapades the night before, his mistress had allowed him to remain in her room at night, even in her bed, as long as he didn't wake her up.
He had made himself very small again, and this time he had remembered to fit his skin texture and his temperature to the rest of the bed, so that she wouldn't wake up if she moved in her sleep and accidentally touched him.
He had made himself comfortable between her legs, and the night had begun very good.
Perched between his mistress' warm thighs, less then an inch away from her hot pussy, his spot had been perfect.
The thick blanket under which they had perched had trapped the sweet, moist cloud of her pussy smell, enveloping him completely in its sweetness.
He had no nose, but he could breathe through his skin, constantly inhaling the heady smell of his mistress with every pore of his body.

Qi'xatl had sat like this for hours, plagued by the need to touch his sleeping mistress, especially her moist cunny. But he was stalwart, and didn't want to gamble his privileges away by doing something stupid and waking her up. Bathing in her sweet thick odor was already more then he could ask for.

But then it had begun to become unpleasant. Frightful even.
At first, his mistress had begun moving. In the beginning, he had just moved out of the way, but her movements became increasingly more erratic, until he hadn't managed to move away in time and had touched her. Luckily she hadn't woken up, but he had quickly moved himself out of the bed out of fear to wake her up if he remained where he was.
But the amount of her movements had just kept on increasing.
Then she had started making weird noises.

At first he had thought she had finally awoken, but after he had made a long tentacle to look at her from above, he had seen that her eyes were still closed.
Nevertheless, she had been constantly moving her torso, arms and legs, shaking her head, and making grunting noises.

Right now, she was thrashing in her bed, grunting, whispering "No! No!", again and again.
Qi'xatl was terrified. Why was she moving and talking in her sleep?
And she wasn't happy at all. From watching her that was apparent, but reaching out telepathically he could feel fear emanating from his mistress.
This didn't seem right at all. Qi'xatl didn't know what to do.
He was sitting on the side of her bed, one tentacle raised above her, watching her squirming around in her bed.

When she started rolling from side to side and thrashing so violently that she came dangerously close to the bed's edge, he became truly afraid for her safety.
Quickly he sprouted many short tentacles, and elongated his body until he was bigger then his mistress, a writhing mass of tentacles next to her bed.

Then, as he had foreseen it, it happened.
During one especially violent shake of her body, his mistress rolled over the edge of the bed.
In that moment she seemed to awaken. Her eyes flared open and she shrieked, but she was already falling.
But only for a few inches, until she landed softly in Qi'xatl's grasp, caught by a sea of tentacles.

She wasn't moving for a moment, just lay there, panting, her eyes darting around, as if she did not yet fully realize where she was.
Finally she spoke, "Qi? Is that.. is that you?"
He assured her that it was indeed him she was lying on.
"I had the worst nightmare.", she said, and was silent again.
Qi'xatl didn't know what a nightmare was, but he hated it. He hated it because it had upset his beloved mistress so.
He felt her shiver and became even more angry at the nightmare.

He wanted to make his mistress happy again, so he sprouted even more tentacles, long ones, and moved them around and over her body, enveloping and warming her.
She sighed.
Her body was drenched in cold sweat. Qi'xatl did the best he could to absorb the cold liquid through the surface of his appendages, drying her goose bump covered skin.
After a while the goose bumps receded and she murmured something that sounded like 'hold me'.
He wrapped even more arms around her, holding her tight.
Driven by some instinct, he started moving his arms softly, slowly rocking his mistress' body.
A minute later, she was sleeping again, and the aura of fear was gone.
Qi'xatl was relieved.
He still didn't understand what had happened, but his mistress seemed to be well again.
Still, he decided to keep holding her tight, cradling her in his gently swaying arms.


When morning finally rolled around, and the first rays of the sun entered the window, Lianna stirred.
Qi'xatl could feel her clench her muscles and yawn. Then her eyes opened. And she gave a startled shriek and started thrashing her arms.
Qi'xatl, startled himself by her sudden outburst, quickly receded the mass of his tentacles that covered his mistress, until only those she was lying on were left.
His mistress jumped away from him, deftly landing on her feet.

"Qi? What are you doing?", she exclaimed. "Why am I not in my bed anymore? And why did you squeeze me like this? For a moment I thought something was crushing me!"
Qi'xatl quickly told her telepathically that he had held her like this to soothe her from her nightmare after she had fallen out of her bed, and that she had been shivering, so he had wrapped himself around her to warm her.
"A nightmare? I can't even rem.. oh.. now that you say it, I think I do remember something.. I was falling.. but I was caught.. you caught me! Thank you. That.. and holding me.. was very sweet."
Qi'xatl was happy. He could also feel happiness emanating from his mistress.

"And I seem to have slept nicely in your arms.". A smirk manifested itself on her face. "We should definitely look more into that. And besides, you have deserved some reward for keeping me from landing on the hard floor like some klutz".
Qi'xatl was very happy. He liked rewards.

His mistress yawned. "But let me eat something first. I'm starving!"
She got dressed and walked into the kitchen.


Qi'xatl was restless.
He had cradled his mistress' naked body for hours, and now she had promised him a reward, and he was desperate to fuck her, the night's anxiousness all but forgotten.
But she was biding her time eating breakfast, glancing at him from time to time, almost looking like she was intentionally eating slowly to make him wait longer and get more horny.

He couldn't take it anymore and decided to test the waters.
He made his body into the form of a snake, just a single moving tentacle, and writhed toward her leg.
When his mistress didn't say anything, he snaked over her foot and wrapped himself around her calf.
She still made no move to stop him, so he slowly wriggled higher, enveloping her knee, than moved up, slithering over the hot, smooth skin of her wonderful thigh.
When he moved even further, she finally stopped him.
"Not yet.". He could almost hear the smirk he was sure was on her face.
But he was obedient as always, and kept away from her sweetest place, attacking her leg instead.
He made himself continually longer, slithering over the velvety skin of her long leg, massaging her taught muscles. She groaned slightly.
When she raised her leg, he was quick to wrap himself around her sweet foot, too.

"Ohh that is too good.", she sighed after a while and pulled her linen robe over her head.
She hadn't worn anything below it and was completely naked now.
Qi'xatl took the chance and elongated himself even more, snaking his way up on her side and towards her breasts, wrapping himself around one, then around the other and squeezing gently.
Lianna groaned.
"Mhmm wonderful. But I was looking forward to lie on you again like this morning."
Qi'xatl was eager to please her, and slithered away from her, rubbing himself over her skin while moving down her leg.

When he had disentangled himself from her, he made his body very large again, until he had the form and size of her bed's mattress. Then he sprouted many short tentacles all over his body.
The eager wriggling of his arms went not unnoticed, and his mistress giggled.
Then she stood on one end of his body, turned away from him, spread her arms, and let herself fall backwards.
He caught her with his writhing mass of soft, warm appendages and lowered her into a lying position, while she was laughing in glee.
With his tentacles near her crotch, he was already absorbing the wonderful sweet cream flowing out of her engorged pussy.
Terribly horny himself, he elongated one of the tentacles between her legs, and slid it into her lovecave, making her sigh in pleasure.
The heat of her pussy gripping his arm felt so incredibly good that he pushed inside even further and made her moan.
He started fucking her in a steady rhythm.
Then he elongated those tentacles that weren't carrying her weight, and moved them along her body, wrapping them around her squirming limbs and her breasts, which bounced in the rhythm of his fucking.
After a while, only her face wasn't covered in his slick, rubbing and massaging appendages.

When he started wriggling the end of the tentacle inside her hot pussy, this particular sensation together with the whole-body treatment quickly became too much for his mistress, and she started orgasming heavily. Loud moans filled the air, while her body buckled in his grasp and thick cream oozed from her pussy, in which his tentacle was still playing. The heat of her body was spreading into his own, and he almost erupted himself, only managing to decrease his sensitivity at the last second. He didn't want it to be over yet.

And obviously neither did his mistress, when she groaned, "Fuck my ass!".
Qi'xatl was very happy. He had hoped very much to be allowed to fuck this incredibly tight hole again.
He let the tentacle slip out of her pussy, and moved it toward her pink rosebud.
It's tip was still dripping with her wonderful pussy juice, and when he pressed it against the little asshole, he didn't have to use much strength until the tiny hole opened itself and granted him passage inside her.
Still, she yelped when he pushed himself into her asshole. Then she started groaning when he didn't immediately start moving. He could even feel her squirm, trying to push herself against his tentacle.
He quickly followed her obvious wish and pushed himself deep into her tight asshole.
She screamed in pleasure, and he himself would have groaned loudly from the pleasure of the exquisite feeling of his tentacle inside this incredibly tight elven butthole.
He could feel her lust and her need, and started fucking her ass, pulling out and pushing in slowly at first, but becoming gradually faster when his mistress yelled for him to fuck her ass harder.

It was incredible. Her loud moans echoed through the room, and her cunny was continually discharging honeysweet girlcum. Her tiny asshole was squeezing down on him, while his tentacle continually stretched it apart.
She started spasming again, screaming her pleasure for the world to hear, her limbs shivering from her climax.
And still neither of the two wanted it to end.
"Fuck all my holes!", she screamed, and he complied, pushing another tentacle into her dripping pussy, making it even thicker than the one he had used before, and sliding it in as far as it would go.
Then he started pistoning it in and out, while at the same time fucking her asshole, too.
"Harder!", she screamed, her voice hoarse, and he pushed even deeper with both tentacles, and increased his speed even more. Her whole body would have moved if he hadn't held her so tight.
He was fucking her pussy and her ass, all the while rubbing his arms over her breasts and every other part of her body, but his mistress seemed utterly hungry.
"All my holes! And when I finish.. bathe me in your cum!", she yelled, and he elongated another tentacle and put it into her mouth.
She immediately began sucking on it.

Her needs still not completely filled, he increased the strength of his tentacles even more, rubbing her breasts, arms and legs even harder, and fucking her tight holes even more intensely.
He almost couldn't believe how deep she took him into her tight holes, when he remembered that he had forgotten to pay more attention to her clit, and started concentrating on the tentacle nearest to her pink nub, and rubbed it vigorously.

A tentacle now in every hole, fucking her fast and deep, and her breasts, nipples and clit being rubbed ceaselessly, her need finally seemed to be filled. Qi'xatl could feel the fire and lightning in her body explode in a cataclysmic orgasm, making her scream so loud that he was sure that the people outside their house couldn't fail to hear her, while her muscles started twitching so hard that her whole body moved even in his tight grip.
She started shaking all over, her pussy and asshole clenching down hard on the tentacles inside them.
He had trouble keeping the tentacle in her mouth in place, and at the same time became aware of the inevitability of his own climax. He had desensitized his tentacles a lot to be able to keep going without pause so long, but now it was too much to bear. He was touching nearly every part of her body, was deep in her insides, and their telepathical connection transmitted the intense feeling of her climax to him.
He was beyond the point of no return, knowing that he had only mere seconds until he too would explode, when he remembered that she had told him to shower her in cum.
Thus, he didn't try to control his eruptions when he finally came.
It was incredible after such a long time of arousal, and such a long session of so intense lovemaking.
A fireworks started inside his body, with every rocket exploding at the same time. He felt like he himself would explode and there would be nothing left of him but pieces.
Every single one of his more then a hundred tentacles erupted in unison, spurting an incredible amount of his sticky white cum out of its end.
He could feel himself shoot his loads into her pussy and ass and into her mouth, and all over her body.
When his own squirting finally stopped, his mistress was covered in white. But nothing like when he had first erupted with a hundred tentacles over her. No, this time he had truly bathed her in it.
There wasn't a single bit of her body that was not white.
Thick drops of cum fell from her heaving, panting body. When his appendages slid out of her orifices, they were each followed by a thick, white river.
An incredible aura of happiness surrounded her.
And Qi'xatl was utterly happy, too.

When his mistress had caught her breath, she started cleaning herself up, first licking her lips, then using her hands to push more cum from her face into her mouth. Finally she started even scooping it up from other parts of her body, before swallowing it.

"Hmmmm this tastes so good. I guess I could have done without my breakfast after all.", she finally said, giggling.

Qi'xatl the Tentacle Monster Chapter 4 - Exploration

Qi'xatl the tentacle monster was horny.
Actually, he was nearly always horny, but now he was especially horny.
It had been a long, lonely night already, and morning was another couple hours away.
Being a tentacle monster, he needed no sleep, which made the dark hours pass away agonizingly slow.
To pass the time, he was basking in the wonderful memories of the day before, when he had made love to his mistress. But these memories just made him hornier, which made it even worse to survive the long night until his mistress would finally wake up.

He moved to the bedroom door. Sitting in front of it, he pondered what he should do.
He wanted to go in and touch his mistress, but if he woke her up, she would probably be angry. And he didn't want to make his mistress angry. He only wanted to make her happy.
But he wanted to make himself happy too.
He wondered what he should do.
After a long while of pondering, he decided to make himself very thin and move through the gap between the floor and the bedroom door, the wooden barrier between him and Lianna.

His mistress' bedroom was dark, but not completely so. Some starlight was shining in through the window, and he could make out the sleeping form of his mistress in her bed in the dim illumination, although he didn't need the light to see her form. After all, he had no eyes, and it was magic that gave him his senses.
She was so beautiful.
And the way she was lying was very bad for his current condition.
The bed sheets only covered her lower half, while her upper body was naked, her gorgeous breasts, adorned with cute pink nipples, exposed to his hungry eyes. She was lying on her back, arms to the sides, a content look on her quiet face.
Qi'xatl wanted to touch her breasts.
But that would wake her up, he was sure.
He wondered what he could do which would make him happy, but not wake her up.

He had an idea.
If he was lucky, he thought, she was sleeping completely naked, without panties covering her sex.
He could not touch her if he didn't want to wake her up, but he could at least get as near to her happy place as possible.
Thus, he sprouted one very, very thin tentacle. Then he carefully slid it under the cover.
He concentrated on his sensory abilities, which allowed him to see through the tentacle, even in the darkness under the covers.
It made him happy to see that his mistress was indeed not wearing anything, and her beautiful mound lay exposed. She even had her legs slightly parted. His tentacle also took in the smell of her pussy now, which made him yearn even more for her warmth. He wanted to smell nothing but her smell, wanted to be suffused in it.
So he made his body very thin, until his entire form was that of a single, thin tentacle. Then he made himself shorter, pulling the end that was still outside the bed into himself, until he was only a little blob the size of a small stone, lying between his mistress' legs, only a few millimeters away from her soft warm lips.
His whole body was now surrounded by her wonderful smell, which he inhaled deeply through his skin, basking in it. There was no better smell in all the world, he knew. It was intoxicating.

But then he realized what a bad idea it had been to come here.
The heady smell made it increasingly difficult to concentrate on keeping himself from touching his mistress.
He so desperately wanted more than just the smell now. He wanted the taste, and the feeling of touch, too. He wanted to slide into his mistress' wonderful pussy. To absorb the sweet liquid, to feel the heat, to be gripped by her tightness.

Then something happened that made him realize even more what a bad idea it had been to come here.
His mistress suddenly moved in her sleep. Unexpectedly, she clenched her legs together, trapping him between them.
He, his body still a round mass the size of a marble, was suddenly pressed between her pussy lips and her thighs.
The sudden heat and the wonderful softness of the skin touching him almost everywhere now made him almost lose the ability to think clearly again.

But then another, terrible thought came to him. And he realized that in his horniness he had made another, terrible mistake. He had forgotten to change the temperature of his body.
The day before, he had just naturally assumed the temperature of the room surrounding him. But during the night, in his boredom, he had experimented in new ways to change his body, temperature one of them. If he remembered correctly, he had made himself pretty cool, and then set his mind to other thoughts.
And he had completely forgotten to make himself warm again before sneaking into his mistress' bed.

And as he had feared, his mistress seemed to notice him, a cold little thing between her warm legs.
He could feel her move, and make some noises, but he wasn't sure yet if she had awoken.
He quickly changed his temperature to no longer be noticeably cold against her skin. And he began shrinking, hoping to somehow get out of the hold her legs had on him, and slip out of the bed unnoticed.

He was relieved when the pressure of her thighs against him suddenly receded.
He was about to roll away, when he was suddenly gripped by her hand.

"Qi! Is that you? What are you doing?", Lianna yelled.
Qi'xatl played dead. Or rather, he didn't move or respond, hoping against all chance that she was still half sleeping, and would think him to be just some bug that had come from outside the window and crawled into her bed, and just throw him on the floor.
But he quickly found himself in front of two huge, green glowing eyes.
And he could see Lianna's face form a grin.
He knew that he had been busted.

He felt very angry at himself.
He apologized to his mistress.
It seemed to him to be a good sign that his mistress just smirked at him, and didn't look angry.
But then she said, "Leave. We'll talk about this in the morning.", and put him on the ground. He rolled out of the room.
Only when he sat brooding in the living room, he realized that in his fear of being found out, he had completely forgotten to pay any heed to his telepathic abilities that would have allowed him to discern his mistress' true mood.
He became even more angry at himself.

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Two more hours passed until the first sunrays entered the window. And Qi'xatl sulked for another hour before the first noises were audible from his mistress' bedroom.

When the door finally opened, she was dressed in a long gown that she often wore when she had business in the city.
Her face was unreadable.
And Qi'xatl became very alarmed when he tried to reach out and feel her mood, but felt his attempts strangely ineffective.
It was as if he could see her physical form in the room, but there was no emotion, no feeling of a living thing. Nothing.
It felt as if he was looking at a picture.
Lianna was staring at him.
Her eyes were slits and her lips were tight.

He desperately tried to apologize to her, but he feared that since he could not feel her, his telepathic attempts at communication were equally fruitless.
She showed no reaction. She just stood there. Staring at him.

And then she burst out laughing, even tears coming from her eyes, and she clutched her belly.
Then she said a strange word, and was suddenly there again to all his senses.

"How do you like my little spell of mental silence?", she said finally, her fit of laughter gone, only a bright grin left on her face.
"Originally intended to protect myself from mind control spells, but obviously very effective in scaring my poor little Qi'xatl".
Qi'xatl didn't know what to say, he was terribly confused.
He had thought his mistress was terribly angry with him, but obviously her whole punishment had consisted of making a joke.
He relaxed. And liked his mistress very, very much. He had feared much, much worse punishment went she had stared at him like this.
He told her so, and apologized again for coming unbidden into her bedroom.

"Well it's my fault. I was the one who gave you your desires, and I haven't explicitly forbidden you to come into my room, so I cannot really punish you for my mistake. Actually I don't even have anything against you being there, just make sure you don't wake me up in the middle of the night again."

Qi'xatl was very happy.
He wanted to express his happiness by pleasuring his mistress, and sprouted a tentacle, which he began moving towards her.
She laughed.
"Not now, Qi. I would love to, but I need to go to the auction house while it's still early. Else the herbs I want to buy will be outsold or too expensive again."

Qi'xatl was very sad.
He still was so terribly horny, and he wanted to pleasure his mistress.
She was already on the way to the door, but then stopped and turned around. She looked at him with a funny grin.

"Hmm but I have an idea. You like being small and between my legs, don't you?"
He eagerly agreed.
"A living dildo.. that I didn't think of this earlier!", she said.
Qi'xatl was confused. He didn't know what a dildo was.
That word hadn't been included in the magical knowledge his mistress had infused into him to teach him about sex.

"Give yourself a long and thin form, like a sausage. And make your body firm. Oh, and warm!", she said, snickering.
Qi'xatl did as he was instructed, shaping himself until he looked like a sausage, or a small cucumber.

He could see Lianna raise her gown, and then her panties came down and she stepped out of them.
Next, she went over to where he lay on the ground, and grabbed him.
And before he knew what was happening, he was suddenly under her gown, and a few seconds later he was being pressed into his mistress' warm pussy with a gasp from her.
He couldn't believe how good it felt, to be embedded almost completely in his mistress' moist cunny, almost his whole body inside her love cave.
"Just make sure you don't fall out!", she said, pushing him deeper into her body.
He wondered how he could best do this, and decided that making that part of him inside her a bit thicker would suffice.
When his mistress removed her finger, he was staying inside her pussy without her help.
He was very happy.
Her warmth and wetness surrounded him completely, her smell and taste filling his senses.

When she started walking, it became even better, with her movements continually rubbing him against her insides.
He could mentally feel the pleasure his mistress gained, too, and became even more happy.

They walked for quite a while, and Qi'xatl reveled in the feeling of being completely inside his mistress' pussy.
After some time, though, his mistress obviously had reached her destination. He could hear her talk with what must have been an auctioneer.
Unfortunately, now that she didn't walk anymore, there was no movement anymore rubbing him against her wet walls.
So he simply began rubbing against them himself, by slightly lowering his solidity and beginning to squirm.
It felt very good, and he could tell that his mistress liked it, too.
Her pussy produced an increasing amount of sweet wetness.
But unfortunately the wetness made her tight walls increasingly slippery.

The slippery surfaces and his own squirming motions soon proved to be disastrous.
He could feel himself slide out of her vagina!
This was very bad. Not only would the pleasure be gone, but if he fell to the ground, people would see him! This would make his mistress very angry for sure.
No, he couldn't let that happen.
But what could he do?
Her pussy was so wet now that he simply couldn't keep himself inside any longer. Almost half of his length was already outside her body, and in a few seconds he would tumble down.
He made himself longer, trying to get more of himself up his mistress' pussy, but he kept on sliding down, he was just too wet from her juices.
One moment before he completely slid down of her he twisted his body in his panic, and instinctively moved himself towards the only apparent place that would give him a possibility to hold on.
That place was his mistress' little asshole.

He was very slippery, and in his frantic movements he had even managed to make his body slimmer, but when he pushed his free-hanging end into his mistress tightest hole with some force, he heard her yelp.
However, his plan seemed to work. His wetness and the quick movement had helped him push inside the little hole.
And It was so very tight, even increased its grip on him once he was inside, that he felt very secure.
And very good.
It was smooth, and hot, and very, very tight.

Meanwhile, his other end had slipped free from her pussy, so he made himself shorter again, until he had reached his previous length again, albeit thinner, and was now snuggly stuck inside his mistress' asshole.
He liked the place very, very much.
But he wasn't so sure about his mistress.
He heard her say "Nnnnggghhnnnn", and felt her start running. Her little sphincter was clenching down on him in a wonderful rhythm.
He could also feel the arousal of his mistress, although it was mixed with something else. It felt as if she was at the same time happy and not so happy to be so aroused while not in their house. Her pulse was very high.

A few moments later Qi'xatl could hear a door being thrown shut, and his mistress stopped running. She was panting.
"By the gods, Qi! What do you think you're doing?"
Qi'xatl told his mistress that he had slipped out of her pussy and had quickly needed a place where he could keep himself from falling down.
"You have tentacles. You could just have slung them around my leg, or something! Not pushed yourself unannounced into my asshole in the middle of the auction house! Everyone looked at me like I was crazy when I started yelping and moaning!", she said, exasperated.
Qi'xatl realized that that was true. He was very sorry.
He apologized, and made himself thinner to get out of her asshole.

When he started moving, his mistress stopped him.
"Ah, don't you dare now! Gods, this feels so good. Stay where you are!"
He stopped moving, and suddenly felt her hand grip that end of his body that was outside her ass.
It surprised him when she started pushing and pulling, fucking her own asshole with his body.
She started moaning like crazy, and he would have moaned too, if he could.
His one end gripped tightly in her hand, his other end pushed into her ass, in and out he went, again and again. The sensation was almost overwhelming.
He had to keep himself very hard from cumming.
But his thoughts could not let go. Right now, he was being used as a sex toy. His whole body was just a toy. A toy that his beautiful mistress, his goddess, was using to fuck her incredibly tight ass with.
It drove him crazy with arousal, and he came. He shot his cum deep into his mistress' butthole.
For a fraction of a second he realized that he was only shooting from one end of his body, and didn't make a mess with the other, which made him happy.
But then his mistress climaxed, her tight asshole being filled with his hot liquid obviously too much for her. And during her climax her tiny hole started clenching down incredibly tight on him, which made his own climax even more intense.
And he even managed to keep his shape solid.
It was pure bliss.
And he could feel that his mistress was in pure bliss, too, which made him very happy.

After a long while, when his own fire had stopped burning, and the clenching of his mistress tight ass had stopped, she pulled him out of herself.
The half that had been inside her was coated in his sticky cum.
For a moment she looked lovingly at him, then she put him into her mouth and started sucking and licking him clean.

And once again, Qi'xatl truly loved being a tentacle monster.