A/N : This story will have non consensual, bondage, sex slavery, BDSM, and non human themes. Each chapter can stand alone, but of course the full series will still connect.
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I was bored, to be honest. Tim had looked like a good fuck, but after twenty minutes of rolling around in the sack my cunt was still throbbing and Tim was spent. With his cum still drying on my face I unceremoniously kicked him out of my house and told him he was one hell of a disappointment.
I walked upstairs and started the shower so I could wash the failure off of me. Men always got excited when they realized I was a true slut and promised they would fuck me better than anyone else ever had. To date, theres only been a handful that could actually put me in my place. Sadly, they couldnt maintain their control and I always got bored.
I shook out my long flowing plum hair and took a make up wipe to my face to wipe away most of the cum and make up I had so delicately put on my face. My bright green eyes stood out in contrast to my milky skin, even without the eyeshadow and liner. I wiped away the black lipstick from my full, soft lips, tossed the used wipe in the trash and stepped into the steaming water.
I grabbed the soap and lathered up my voluptuous body, focusing on my massive J Cup tits that whats-his-fuck dribbled nut all over. I took my time getting clean, wanting to rid myself of the disappointment of unsatisfactory sex.
When I got out of the shower I rubbed lotion all over my body, focusing on my tattoos to help preserve the art. My newest piece was a massive octopus who's head started on my right ass cheek and wrapped all the way down to my ankle. I admired it as I lotioned it up, happy about how it was already completely healed.
I crawled into bed and stared out of my bedroom window. I saw a shooting star dart across the sky and I decided to make a wish.
"I wish to finally find a cock that can satisfy me," I said to the stars.
Laughing to myself, I rolled over and drifted off to sleep.
I didn't dream, and when I woke up my cunt was throbbing and soaking wet. Without opening my eyes I reached down to rub my clit, but my hand bumped into what was most certainly one of the biggest cocks I'd ever felt in my life.
My eyes shot open and towering above me in a massive bed I didn't recognize was a very peculiar looking stranger.
He had ram like horns that curled behind his head and out to the side, long flowing black hair that reached down to his chiseled chest, fire red skin that burned against mine, glowing red eyes and a wicked grin on his plush lips. Fangs poked out from his mouth and he growled as his clawed hands pinned me wrists down to the bed.
"Welcome home, kitten," he growled into my ear.
"Home, huh?" I sighed back to him as i arched my hips up to meet his cock. "I don't think I know you, but we can try to jog my memory."
"That's my girl," he purred into my neck and nibbled my ear. "I didn't think you'd grow tired of Earth so quickly."
"Now you're telling me we aren't on Earth? I must be dreaming. This all just seems too perfect." I moaned as I attempted to pull my wrists free.
