Aenon
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The mighty hellhound kept fucking her...no it was still Love...but she could imagine what she wanted, couldn't she? She just had to close her eyes and imagine it...
"Yes...free yourself...shout louder..." the devil would encourage, violating her willing soul...
Cyra's shouting felt oddly liberating. Maybe admitting it was what she needed to be free...maybe the devil would help her find her true self...maybe her true self was a good bitch, ready to be bred by a worthy dog...maybe she could find herself to be more than that...
Finally, she felt the orgasm coming...she felt Love's cock expanding, as she came with her...she felt waves of ecstasy rushing all over her body, her toes curling by themselves, and her mouth opening uncontrollably as her mind was overwhelmed by the pleasure. It was a pleasure that went above the typical orgasm...it had a sense of fulfillment, it had the sense someone has when he finds something he lost long ago, it had the sense of finally scratching that itch...
The cum was filling her, unable to escape from the tight knot...it would reach deep in her, washing her shame out...
The devil leaned in for a kiss...no more words were needed. Cyra felt herself getting dragged away...it was as if she was swimming against a current. A current so strong, she would never be able to go against just by herself...but luckily someone, with great difficulty, was dragging her along...
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Cyra opened her eyes...she was at the table where she had touched the amulet...her finger was still on it. It seemed like no one had found her yet...
'And...we are out! At least...' she had a thought that wasn't hers.
[Cyra levels up! Cyra has now a fiend in her head! She gains +2 charisma, and proficiency in persuasion and deception, if she doesn't have it yet. Maybe finding a dog-cock to celebrate is in order?]