ASS/Yell for help
From Create Your Own Story
"Help! Somebody help me! I'm down here! Help me, please!" Your voice echoes down the ravine. You shout until you are hoarse, and then you find two rocks to hit together, clack, clack, clack. You pound the rocks together until one of the breaks, and then you find another. You're exhausted and freezing, your arms aching, your injured ankle throbbing when you finally hear a noise coming up the ravine.
"Help! Please! I'm over here!" you croak out. The noise moves straight toward you and you recognize it as footsteps. You nearly sob in relief, until you recognize the pointed horns and long tail of your demon master. "No! No! Please, no!" you scream, throwing rocks at him as he comes closer. You his him a couple of time, but he doesn't even seem to notice. You try to get up, gritting your teeth against the fiery pain in your ankle, but he grabs you and throws you back to the ground.
"Stupid little bastard," he pants and you scream as he grabs your wet and muddy trousers and rips them from your body. You kick at him, but he grabs your legs and pins them down as he climbs on top of you. You scream, wordless and terrified, as he grabs your cock, tugging roughly at the limp flesh. You try to shove him away, but he pins your wrists together against the wall of the ravine with his other hand. You're helpless as he buries his face in your lap and takes your flaccid cock into his mouth. It's so hot, surrounding your chilled flesh, and he takes your whole shaft into his mouth, his throat muscles pulling and squeezing as he swallows around you. You can't help it, even as the tears gather in the corners of your eyes, you feel yourself getting hard. You don't want to enjoy this, but it feels so good.
The demon begins to bob his head, sucking and licking as he blows you, and you can't stop a shameful moan from escaping your lips. You can feel him trembling as he holds you down, his whole body tight, his grip on your wrists painful. He feels desperate, and you wonder how long it's been since he fed. You've heard than an incubus will die if they go too long without feeding.
You feel yourself drawing toward the edge of climax, your body tensing as you fight it. When you cum is when the demon will drain away your energy and steal your soul. You moan as the incubus swallows your cock again, just holding it wet and warm in his mouth and allowing the pleasure to subside. Then he starts bobbing his head again, and you close your eyes, overwhelmed by the feeling. You've only had a handful of blow-jobs in your so-far short life, but they were always quick, rushed affairs with some girl who clearly wanted it over as fast as possible. You don't get the same feeling from the incubus. If anything, he wants it to last.
Your breathing quickens and you involuntarily lift your hips off the ground, pushing up into your master's mouth. He releases your wrists to grab your hips and hold you still as he deep-throats your cock again.
