The object was long and round, and very hard, yet pulsating, throbbing against her thin lips. A slightly bulbous tip rested on her tongue, but the object was wide enough that her mouth had to stretch a little to contain the object. To Crystal's panicked mind came the image of the vibrator that Tory had offered her, and she thought it might be similar to that, though this object was warm, not cold plastic. The next image in her mind was of a large, erect penis. She'd seen a few when she'd snuck a video from Tory's dresser, a porno with pictures of men with impossibly large penises buried in women's mouths or between their legs. In contrast, the object embedded in her own mouth seemed to be as large as the penises on the box. She'd watched it for only about five minutes before playing with herself right into an orgasm. Feeling guilty, she'd put the video back and hadn't seen it since. Presently, in addition to the object (penis?) in her mouth, somebody had his hands or something wrap around her small breasts, squeezing and playing with them through her black blouse. The thing in her mouth began slowly moving out an inch, and then back in, maybe three inches total in her small mouth at any time.
She struggled, trying to free herself, but the person or persons didn't respond with words, just continued to push the thing in her mouth and play with her little breasts. Whoever was doing this was pretty strong that her struggles seemed to have no effect. Another object began caressing her legs, lifting her long skirt as it did so, stroking up her calves to her knees, and then to her thighs, one on each thigh. He felt one of hands rip off her blouse, uncovering her gray bra and pale skin. The hands, when they touched her skin around her breasts, seemed less like hands, than like something else. Her fear intensified with the loss of her blouse, and she bit down on the object in her mouth, terrified now. Though, any man's flesh was sensitive and easily cut, this object was not so sensitive. In fact, it made no move to retreat, no howls of pain as her teeth clamped down, but instead it pressed even further into her mouth, almost five inches at once, and she gagged as it reached the back of her tongue, right at her throat. She gagged on it, and it stayed still, continually triggering her gag reflex, and she forgot that she was going to bite it off if necessary. It then moved back out of her mouth a little before plunging back in over and over, a bit like on the video when the women let the men put those monstrous penises in their mouths, and she realized that the object tasted slightly salty and throbbed continuously in her mouth.
One of the (not hands) things wormed its way under the front of her bra and lifted it up, and then it was suddenly unattached, accompanied by a loud snick of cloth being cut. Whoever this intruder or intruders were, they had a knife or a pair of sharp scissors, which made them armed. The bra was pulled away from her and discarded, and then the things wrapped around her small breasts again, now playing with her hardening nipples as well. She whimpered around the thrusting object in her mouth, feeling her body begin to respond a little by moistening between her legs. Then the skirt was lifted again by the objects on her thighs, another loud snick-snick, and the skirt was pulled from her, revealing her plain, gray panties. One of the objects on her thighs moved up and brushed her between her thighs, making her jump and instinctively try to shut her legs and deny it, but instead, whatever bonds held her ankles pulled her legs further apart in response. She felt exposed to whoever these sick bastards were, and she shook with anger as much as terror. Then, to her dismay, her panties were yanked forcefully down her legs and off, and she was totally naked before them. Suddenly, only seconds later, the thing that covered her eyes was removed, and she found herself boggling in disbelief at the monstrous...thing that held her captive.
It was enormous in total size, with more than twenty long, thick tentacles that writhed and wiggled. Each tentacle was capped by a bulb at the end, and looked very similar to impossibly long, large penises. Tentacles held her wrists and ankles, and two of them wrapped around her breasts, the tips teasing her nipples. Two more caressed her inner thighs, and yet another was moving in and out of her mouth. The beast, whatever it was, watched her from two large, black stalks with similar black eyes atop each stalk. She cried out in horror around the tentacle jammed in her mouth as more tentacles leisurely fondled her body, the tips glistening with clear liquid. One of the appendages between her legs was now directly caressing her moist vagina, making her shudder. As she stared on, some kind of orifice opened under the monster's eye-stalks, and something gray and wet slithered out, until it was almost as long as one of its tentacles. This could be its tongue, Crystal pondered wildly as it moved over her legs, licking, tasting, up more and more, until it rested at the opening of her vagina. Without a hesitation, it stroked up and down the inner lips, teasing her clit, startling a muffled cry from her, and lapping at her more, and her vagina responded more, getting wetter, the wetness now almost dripping down her buttocks to the bed. The tongue captured the escaping wetness, and delved its tip just between her inner lips, seeking more of the interesting liquid. The tentacle plunging in her mouth had gone even deeper, and she found she could breathe a little better if she did so through her nose. When she tried it out, her head cleared a little as the oxygen made it in.
Unable to make an effective struggle for freedom, she gave in, hoping it would finish quickly without ripping her in half. She sagged back against the bed, and as its tongue delved a bit deeper inside her, she even lifted her narrow hips in response. The long tongue moved within her, mimicking the actions of its tentacle in her mouth, only not as deep, maybe a few inches, and it wiggled within her, immediately stimulating several spots as sensitive as her clitoris, and she actually found herself enjoying its attention. Within a minute, she was brought to a powerful orgasm unlike any she'd ever given herself. She cried out, and her body spasms shook her. Her vaginal walls contracted around the tongue, and her wetness flooded it. It caught as much as it could before the tongue withdrew back into its mouth. Before her orgasm ended, she found herself lifted by the tentacles until it was positioned directly before its eye-stalks, right over its mouth, which opened again. The tongue returned to her vagina, resuming its manipulations, quickly making her climax a second time, and then a third before her second had even ended. She writhed in pure pleasure, and her cum dripped out and down its tongue into its waiting mouth. She was trembling by the time her fourth orgasm hit, and she felt so drained that she sagged in its grip. The tentacle that plunged halfway down her throat began throbbing much harder, and it withdrew enough so that the tip rested on her tongue for a few seconds before something thick and white spewed forth into her mouth, spurt after spurt splashed her mouth, flooding it quickly, and she tried to swallow it so that she could breathe, though most of it poured from her mouth onto her breasts, stomach, legs, and even into the monster's own open mouth. Finally spent, the tentacle was removed from her exhausted and cream-covered mouth, and she gasped for breath.
