Content warning! This is part 3 of a monstrous tale of dubious and non-consent, with no promise of a happy ending.
Enjoy, kinksters!
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The demon's cock was huge. It had to be has thick around as Patty's bicep. The head was pointed like a spade, and all down its length were little spiny protrusions. They didn't look sharp enough to cut but... she would certainly feel them.
Patty knew she had no hope of escaping the demon king. She didn't know why she was here, and how or if she'd ever get home. It at least appeared that this monster didn't want to kill her... and she had just orgasmed harder than she ever had before in her life. At least twice as hard. Patty's mind was still foggy with it, her limbs weak, her mouth incapable of forming intelligent speech.
Instead she just whimpered as the demon lined up his cock with her entrance. The demon king had truly been as kind as he said to prepare her with his fingers first. Her pussy was gaping open and dripping with her arousal.
"Oh little human, you're so eager and ready for me. You want this cock bad, don't you? Don't worry," He dragged the pointed head over her sensitive clit and Patty cried out. "I won't be gentle."
When he thrust into her, Patty screamed. It hurt, it hurt so much! Oh fuck she had been wrong, those spines had to be ripping her apart! He kept going, shoving his way deep inside, till finally he bottomed out against her cervix.
The demon king laughed as her screaming turned to whimpers and cries for mercy. He had no mercy. Instead he dragged his cock back out, so slowly, letting her feel the spines against her inner walls. Patty looked down between her thighs, and saw that only the pointed head remained buried inside her.