Story anal elf sword tentacle_rape

Lord-Tentacle: Description:
Naia is caught unaware by an escaped Gorlock - a lesser, if still powerful demon.

Bent over the small washbasin behind the Last Lance coach-house, Naia peered back between her hanging breasts and spread thighs. Something had moved at the treeline. Less concerned with modesty than safety, the elf slowly wrapped a hand around her sword-breaker, and stood to her full height. There was something in the air - a sweet, dry scent. There was something else too...

A tentacle. A grasping, arm-thick tentacle lowered from atop the slate-shingled building, wrapped itself around Naia's neck, eliciting a gurgle of surprise and fear. The she-elf swung her blade upward wildly, but failed to harm the creature. A second tentacle lolled down from above, thick and corded with some kind of muscle, and bulging with veins. The member hung in front of Naia's face, as she blindly swung her blade at it. She tried to spit at the thing in defiance, but only managed to produce a thick line of drool which ran down her chin lazily.

With deliberate slowness, the mushroom headed member squished itself against her mouth, and wormed it's way inside; more of her elf-drool coated the thing, and she found herself thinking that the taste of the tentacle wasn't unpleasant. Something like nutmeg, and cinnamon? before she could ponder more, however, another shaft began rubbing itself along her woefully exposed ass.. she let out a gargled cry, and sank to her knees as the demon began to pump from the front and back. Cum, and drool leaked from both ends of the once dignified elf, and she settled in for a long, wet night.