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  "Ooh, sounds like a challenge," Daniel replied being hard and stiff as ever. Her sexy voice still the greatest catalyst for his arousal.

  Delightful surprises kept arousing him in the dark. She did not just suck his cock, but fully went down on him, swallowing his whole dick up to his balls. Her mouth was a vast cavern filled with many intricacies. Never once did he feel her teeth bite or rake against the taunt veins keeping his dick stiff. Her incredibly nimble tongue lapped and wrapped around his shaft in ways he had to question. Never had he felt a mouth like hers. Never had a woman's tongue tickled and twirled between his cock's tip and foreskin whilst his shaft was gobbled all the way down to his balls. He could feel her bottom lip slurping at his scrotum each time her face buried itself deep into his crotch.

  He tried not to think about it too much. It was not worth ruining the pleasant humming of her voice or the excellent skill she utilized to suck him dry to think about why her mouth and tongue did not feel quite right. He was close to cumming, but she somehow was massaging him with such a balanced precision of graceful tongue and lip action as to keep him just at the brink.

  "Oh god, how are you doing that?" he found himself accidentally moaning out. "Your mouth, what is going on with it? I've never felt anything like it. It's...it's so strange and disfigured, but god it feels really wonderful." He was trying to compliment her, but in his happy moment, slight concerns of his managed to bleed through to mix with his moaning pleasure.

  She only responded by ending her long-lasting exercise of holding him back. She quickly jerked-off his waiting release with her lips until she was drinking his spunk with full swallows.

  She did not let a single drop escape her lips. Never had a whore so willingly swallowed his spunk to such measure. She even seemed to put effort into making cute little gulping noises as she swallowed each burst.

  "Four and half swallows worth," she said after coming up for air. "Not bad, I suppose, for a cutey like you. But you are going to have to do a whole lot better than that if you're going to satisfy me." She said while giggling in the dark. The many hands were still fondling every part of his torso, thighs and dick.

  "Well, I'm ready for round two, especially if your pussy is anything like those sweet lips of yours," Daniel said basking in the glow of his experience.

  "Also," Daniel continued, "I think I should get to know these other girls who keep touching me."

  Only the one familiar voice giggled at his statement.

  "You like their hands do you? Maybe I can convince them to take your shirt off so we can get a look at your naked torso. After all, it does feel quite nice. I like my men with a little chubbiness around his middle. It gives me something to squeeze, and they do tend to have more flavor."

  The many hands started rigorously working at his shirt. Daniel could not, for the life of himself, figure out where all these girls were situated around him. The hands were not coming from his sides, nor did it seem like anyone was standing behind the reclining chair. In fact, even the pair he was sure belonged to the beautiful voice also seemed to be coming from somewhere above him.

  All the hands slipped into his shirt, gripping at his flesh. They all seemed to enjoy that he was a bit out of shape. He was not by any means seriously overweight, but right now, he was glad he did not choose to shed those few extra pounds.

  Suddenly a sharp pricking pain pierced his balls. If it were not for the restraints and the many hands holding him down, he would have ripped right out of his chair.

  "What the fuck!" he yelled almost in tears. "What did you do to me?"

  "Ooh, did I bite a little too hard?" the voice asked almost mockingly.

  "Bite me? What do you mean bite me? That felt like a needle; a fucking huge needle. What the fuck did you just do to me?"

  The voice just giggled louder and with greater flare than before. Daniel wanted to be pissed off, and he yelled into the dark for her to, "Shut Up!"

  "Why did you? ...What did you do, you whore!?" His question demanded, but it only made her giggle louder and with greater enthusiasm. There was an enchanting quality to her voice. Daniel could not explain it, but he just could not stay mad at this lovely sounding creature whose voice was so innocent and cute.

  She let him vent his shock and pain. Fortunately, it did not last long. Daniel put a hold on his upset ramblings as a new sensation replaced the pain. He felt a sudden surge of energy; as if he had just drank a potent cup of black coffee. His mind started to surge with lewd thoughts and ideas. Mental images of nude girls and hot orgies suddenly raced through his thoughts and without his permission. He was very aroused by these new phantoms that only his mind could conjure. The sting she stabbed into his balls at first had made him go limp. Now he was cured and was ready to fuck some more. In fact, his dick swelled with such enthusiasm that it started to hurt. It did not help that his unseen partner returned to playing with it.

  "Don't you dare fucking sting me again!" he cried in an almost orgasmic moan.

  Her tongue was slurping hard on his cock's tip, which seemed much more sensitive to such things than it did his first time around. Pleasure radiated through his shaft causing it to twitch. It almost felt like he should be cumming, but his body did not have anything more to produce just yet. A surge of pain and pleasure came in waves up from where she stung his balls. He believed he could feel his nuts swelling; both from the damage of her injection and from his balls trying hard to deliver another deposit to her bank.

  His host fully sucked on his length again. He could feel her bob her head vigorously up and down. He wished he could see her and the other girls in action; even just their silhouettes would be fine. It was curious why the other girls who continued to touch him, stayed so profoundly quiet. Yet, their hands were magical, even if they insisted on wearing those strange furry gloves. The claws at the tips of each finger provided a unique touch. They were dull and painless, but he enjoyed the playful lines they painted as they stroked across his skin.

  "You know," he said low, letting his words stretch out into almost a hum, "you could share a little. I think I have enough cock for more than just one of you."

  He hoped he could inspire the other girls to introduce themselves. Yet, their Madame had them trained well; she did not even need to stop or slow down on the sucking of his cock to comply silent obedience from the others. Nor did they pause at their job of arousing finger play.

  The other pairs of hands swarmed around his abs and belly, tickling him with their claws as they continued to draw kinky phantoms on his skin. Sometimes they went down to massage his shaft and sore balls; the furry softness of their gloves did much to soothe them.

  Nonetheless, Daniel's request did not go completely unanswered, as the many hands eventually moved to aid their Madame in working his shaft. Yet, they still insisted in only using their fingers and claws. They took turns working the bottom of his shaft while his lovely voiced Madame sucked vigorously on its upper length.

  Strange, he thought, for only moments ago his Madame had been swallowing his cock whole. Now there seemed to be two hands jerking him off at his base, yet, he felt she was still swallowing the same impressive amount of his length, if not more.

  A minute later and three hands jerked at his shaft. Still, his Madame bobbed and jerked her tongue and lips on his cock just as vigorously as ever. Then a fourth full hand came to grip his shaft. It was this last hand that made him realize something was for sure amiss. He could not believe it, but those phantom fingers could no longer fully wrap around his girth. He thought he felt them lose their grip earlier, but he did not think anything of it. Why should he when he was under the wonderful care of these sexual experts?

  It was true; none of them could fully grip his dick anymore. His cock had grown to such a monstrous size that even under all its attention, the many hands and the siren's lips, could not hide its transformation in the dark.

  "What? Stop, stop, my dick... Oh, ah, yes, I'm mean don't stop, but, - but what did you do?" Daniel asked.
He could not form a complete sentence. The pleasure the girls brought him was so blissful, he was ready to cum again.

  "What did you do to my dick? It feels so big; really, really big. What... oh, I'm going to cum again! Fuck, it feels really good. It has never felt this good. You whores are amazing, but what did you do? What, ah, oh fuck I'm getting close. You put something in my balls, didn't you? What is it, was it like Viagra or something. Jesus, I want to see it. It feels gargantuan," he rambled on.

  Still, there was only one giggling reply, and that was all his Madame would respond with, that and a gurgled moan. Her bobbing head still made cute wet noises, but it was no longer down low where her head should be buried between his legs. She sucked and slurped on the same amount as she started with, just much higher in the air. With him being strapped down in this chair, and where the sounds and sensations were now located, she would have to be standing quite high over him to be able to perform her nasty oral tricks she was so good at doing.

  He was about to cum when a distant cry interrupted his bliss. The cry was muffled and coming from somewhere in the house. Still, he heard it distinctly; a man's voice yelling, "Oh god! What are you? What the fuck are you?" Then there was another man in another room who yelled, "My dick! My fucking god!" after which he began to scream. Soon there were more voices, all men and all wailing about the same thing.

  Daniel was terrified, but his fear could not stop his climax; he was too close now. He tried to yell out for his moaning mistress to stop. He kept trying to ask what was going on. He did not remember seeing other men. This house looked deserted, abandoned and alone save for the gentlemen who greeted him and his huge scowling nurse.

  Daniel yelled into the dark, "I'm cumming! Oh god, I'm fucking cumming." He was not exaggerating. This was not like before or at any other time in his life. He repeated to yell out these words of ecstasy at least a dozen times before his dick would stop spurting. Even his wet tongued Madame gave up trying to drink it all down. Of course, there was the possibility she enjoyed listening to him complain about his warm, sticky shower.

  "God, I'm cumming everywhere!" he cried, as he felt his dick involuntarily convulse and shoot another thick, hot rope up his own chest, drawing a line to his nose. His mysterious Madame laughed and laughed, as he could do nothing but bathe in his own bukkake.

  Still, he could not find a reason to be upset. He closed his eyes and moaned loudly. He could not help it, it was the best orgasm he ever had. Even after he was finished, he could not care that he must be covered head to toe in his own semen; the afterglow was just too wonderful.

  He sat and rested, not worrying at all about the yells he just heard. They were gone now, there was only the quiet and the dark. His dick was still hard and ready to go again. It even occasionally let off a pang of pleasure as it tried to spurt out another thick rope, but only a little bit oozed out now.

  The swarm of hands came back to him, rubbing around in all his filth. His Madame, whose voice made him want to cum a third time, started nibbling and licking all over his wet, naked skin.

  "Oh yes, much better. Your cream is thick and delicious now. Now I can truly feast." She said between her long licks.

  "I think I'm ready for more too. How much will it cost me to fuck more than those lovely lips? I want to feel your body now. Whatever you did to me is fucking amazing. Can we turn on the lights? I want to see what you did to me. My dick feels so big."

  "It is big, A suitable size for me to breed with. But we aren't going to mate. Maybe another time."

  "So, we're done?" Daniel asked surprised and disappointed.

  "Don't worry, there is still the matter of your payment, and I have only just now gotten you to where you can properly pay your fee," she said while licking off the hot and creamy mess from his chest.

  "What do you mean?" he asked.

  Before he could get an answer or could ask other questions, the distant cries of other men came back to haunt him.

  "Monster! Monster!" he heard a heavy masculine voice yell. It could only have been a couple of rooms away.

  Then others voices began to add to this chorus; all of them men, all of them screaming. They cried, 'Monster! Demon!' or they screamed, "What have you done to me!"

  The rising terror throughout the house was not without merit. Daniel could not count all the voices rising up from out of darkness.

  "Just how big is this place?" he had to wonder. "There can't be that many rooms." Yet, there was an army of cries, all men terrified of whatever 'thing' they had encountered.

  His terror was rising, but his host was unbothered by the cacophony. She with her host of silent girls had gone back to sucking on his swollen cock.

  Daniel struggled against his restraints harder and with more enthusiasm, but the leather straps held him down with ease. His invisible host didn't even pause to see if he could break his bonds.

  "Stop! What's going on? Why are they yelling? Who else is here?" he cried as he continued to struggle.

  Yet, she continued to suck his cock for a third time. His dick was hard and willing. Daniel squirmed because the pleasure was even better than before. His hostess hummed a sweet tune as she slurped upon the swollen tip.

  His cock felt bigger than before. It seemed like his sweet-voiced Madame was having a hard time swallowing it now. It was filling her mouth almost completely, or at least that was what it felt like.

  The cacophony of male screams in the various distant rooms seemed to reflect his sexual endeavors. They moaned and cried out in intense pleasure. However, there most certainly was a tinge of fear and distress in their wailing voices.

  Daniel was close to cumming yet again. His pleasure was unexpected, as it rose to match his terror. The humming of that siren's voice was ecstasy to his ears. Even her slurping excited him. The many hands wearing the strange gloves helped to stimulate all the nerves of his swollen shaft and balls. It was magical, and he wished he could see this magic trick.

  Then the lights turned on. His terror was justified. He screamed just as much and just as loudly as all those other cries he could still hear from down the hall. There were no other girls with furry gloves aiding his eight-armed mistress who hung down from silken threads from above him. She was both deeply beautiful and deeply terrible in her appearance. She smiled, revealing the fangs dripping with venom that had turned his cock into the swollen monstrosity that happily fed her lust.

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  Kari suffers from 'sleep paralysis,' a condition that makes her see terrible shadow creatures when she tries to sleep at night. In recent months they being frightening to being lewd and lusty. She blames her mother and her new boyfriend, a beastly man by the name of Faun. Kari can't get any sleep with the two of them always doing it and making such a ruckus when they do. They must be the reason her night terrors have become so suddenly aroused.

  "However, there just night terrors, bad dreams or hallucinations," Kari tries to tell herself, "What possibly could they do to me?"

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