Crack!
The demon hit Paige across the breasts with the whip. It stung through her robe but being wet the fabric didn't rip easily. She gritted her teeth and didn't scream, even when the demon hit her again with a reverse stroke.
Crack!
The robe didn't rip easy but under repeated blows small tears soon appeared, yielding up the tender flesh beneath. Back and forth the demon wielded the whip, and shredded the fabric protecting her breasts. Where the whip touched her skin bright red welts appeared. Still she did not scream.
Crack!
One of the metal tips of the cat scored across her left nipple, kissing it in sharp agony. Paige had endured the beating for many minutes in silence but that brought a short gasp to her lips.
The demon paused and smiled, swinging the whip from side to side. Then sharp and quick, he snapped it forward and kissed the other nipple with the metal of the whip.
Crack!
That blow brought a curse.
"Mother fucker!" Paige yelled at the demon.
"And daughter fucker, grandmother fucker, sometimes even father fucker too." The demon chuckled. "I'll fuck just about anything. And soon I'm going to be fucking you, young witch, but first..."
The demon walked up to her and bending down, seemed to admire his work. He rubbed one hand over the front of each wounded breast causing Paige to winch and try to pull back. The bonds held her fast.
"Very pretty, but I prefer my playthings to be well endowed."
Paige was confused at those words. Well, pissed off, but still confused. She had always thought she had an impressive set of tits. At least that's what many of the men she'd gone to bed with had said. They had certainly played with them enough.
Kneeling down in front of her, the demon leaned forward and licked her left nipple with an very long tongue. It was rough like a cat's and stung the beaten flesh. To Paige's distress the nipple grew hard and pointy.
The demon took her breast in his mouth and his cheeks puffed out like he was blowing. Paige watched with amazement as her breast began to grow. It swelled up like some carnival balloon. Where before she was a sexy 36, her breast grew to 38's then on to what had to be 40's. And rounded out as well. A soccer ball would have looked smaller attached to her chest.
"Much better!"
The demon fondled her over-sized breast. Paige was just too stunned to curse. As she watched the demon leaned down, took her other breast in his mouth and repeated his magic on that one as well. Soon she was ever horny adolescents wet dream.
"You're going to enjoy those," the demon smiled. "Same amount of skin, just so much more underneath."
He ran the tip of a claw gently along the outside of her right breast. It felt to Paige as if he were doing it with a knife, steel heated cherry red. She almost thought she could smell the flesh sizzle. Paige gasped and watched a thin red line appear as the over stretched skin parted. After a moment bright red blood oozed from the cut. The demon smiled at her, stepped back and gave the whip a flick.
"Well maybe YOU won't," he chuckled. "But I most certainly will!"
With the first new blow Paige screamed, she could do no less. Where the previous blows had been painful, the sting of the whip on her over stretched skin was pure agony. She screamed and cursed the demon. She fought her bonds, straining her muscles until blood dripped down her arms from where the thorns bit deep.
The demon just smiled and kept at his task. Plying the whip as only a master could, he peeled the flesh from her breasts, agonizing inch by agonizing inch.
And not just her breast. This time the demon struck up and down the front of her body. He would give her breasts a few hits then drop lower, striking her chest and across her cum swollen belly. Hot fire inside, hot fire outside. Bit by bit he beat the tattered robe off her.
Paige noticed something strange in her agony, every blow across her stomach sent pain yes, but also seemed to push the warmth she felt in her stomach outward. It worked its way down. Was her belly growing smaller with each blow? In the midst of her pain a small part of Paige started to feel something different. What she was not sure.
The demon paused. He set the whip down and approached. Paige breathing in great pain racked gasps looked up at the moment's rest and saw the demon with a hard-on. One hell of a whipping induced hard-on.
"Nothing like a good beating to get the blood flowing." He gave his cock a stroke. "In more ways than one."
Reaching down he grabbed each breast, giving them a squeeze. Paige cursed him. The demon just smiled and Paige screamed as he sunk his claws into the bloody flesh. He moved up close and let his hard cock settle between her breasts. He flexed his hips and let his cock slide around on her chest until it was streaked red with her blood.
He pushed her tits together, surrounding his cock with the bloody flesh. He began slowly to stroke back and forth, fucking the warm wet red pit between the over-sized breasts.
To Paige it felt like someone was taking a steel file to her injured tits. The demon's cock rubbed across the cuts causing them to sting worse than before. Blood oozed out of the cuts, painting the demon's cock bright red. His cock was long and he used it's entire length to fuck her tits. He'd pull back so the head would just disappear, then push forward until it nearly hit her in the face.
