I moaned on the long thick cockstem in my throat, making the head twitch, my lips tightening round the base, as the leathery, tiny scaled, living whip cracked lightly across the full width of my bottom. The huge balls of the Snake-demon upon whose cock I was eagerly nurselling pressed against my chin a little harder as his tail arched more strongly, his strangely cool, almost cold, cockhead pushing deeper into my throat as he shifted his body, the leathery living tendril that he was using to keep my legs gripped tightly to his enormous tail tightening slightly around my ankles. The free end of this appendage, which emanated from an opening near the pointed base of his tail, flicked slowly back and forth before whipping me sharply but lightly on the bum again, making me moan more deeply this time, his cock arching a little in the constriction of my throat from the pleasure we were sharing.
"You have the most amazing little slave, Gyn," the Snake-demon, who was named Saur'ex, gasped. "If only I could go to the Human Realm and get one for myself!"
"Just make sure she doesn't swallow any of that venomous come of yours, Saur'ex!" my She-demon beloved replied, from within the coils of Saur'ex's son, Rept'ex. "it was only funny the first time!"
It hadn't been funny for me the 'first time' either! Gyn'estar was referring to an incident that had occurred when Saur'ex and I had our first intimate encounter; I had licked some of his thick, slippery green fluid from the shaft of his pumping cock, only to find myself in a state of paralysis for several hours afterwards. Apparently, female Snake-demon's reproductive tracts reflexively 'flush' themselves several times a day, for hygiene purposes, so the male's semen contains an anaesthetic that prevents this from happening to allow impregnation to take place; ingesting even a small amount of it, as I had done, therefore results in temporary loss of motor control, even for demons. During the time I was incapable of moving, Gyn and both Snake-demons had played with me like a toy. I had been particularly upset at how I been held upside down while both Saur'ex and his son used their leathery 'augmentations' to whip my bottom to a deep cherry red colour while Gyn clapped and laughed. It had been several days before I finally accepted her apology, which had been accompanied by an assurance that should it ever happen again, I'd be put to bed to sleep it off rather than being used as a living sex doll!
Saur'ex now curled the free end of his tendril into a long, helical, spring shape, which he slowly and gently slipped between my pussy lips, inserting it up into my belly; I moaned more deeply as he began to rhythmically coil more of it up inside me, then uncoil it so that my vaginal walls stretched and relaxed deliciously around it. I let my mouth slide from his cock, gripping it with my fingers instead, pumping the shaft in time with the delightful expansion and contraction of the living spring deep in my belly, careful to keep the emerald green head pointing away from my face. The iridescence of the scales on his cockstem fascinated me; I watched the light refract into rainbow colours upon its surface as I stroked and pumped until it throbbed deeply, far more strongly that any human cock I had ever felt deliver its load, shooting thick, slimy green filaments onto his muscular abdomen, even as his coiling and uncoiling tendril moved like a pumping muscle inside me to bring me to a gasping, panting orgasm.
Gyn'estar and I had lived together for six months at this point in time, months that had been the happiest of my life, months that she had said to me many times were also the happiest of hers. I had met a great number of demons, some humanoid, some part-humanoid, some that the less enlightened might call 'monsters'. I had learned that demons now numbered in the tens of thousands, whereas there had been many millions of them before what they referred to as 'The Great Cataclysm', the last demon war, that had taken place almost two thousand years earlier and in which Demonkind had very nearly wiped itself out. This had resulted in Demonkind's highest law, a prohibition enforced by the Profane Incantations, which are said to have been invoked originally to bring Demonkind into existence. The punishment for breaking this law is simple, immediate and somewhat horrifying, but it works; whatever violence or harm one demon does another is revisited on the perpetrator in equal measure. A demon who injures or kills another receives the same injuries or death as their victim!
