Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)
"Oh? Then why, of all the men on your ship, do only you possess enough will to think against harming our kind, while the others appear to think little of it? Don't play yourself down... I know what I have in my grasp, and I'm not about to let you go so easily. You can fabricate as many stories and excuses as you like, but it won't change anything. You'll stay with us, and you'll learn to enjoy it, one way or another."
After she had released his cock from between her lips, giving the youth some time to calm down from what would have otherwise been the beginnings of a tremendous orgasm, she gazed into his eyes with a most predatory look, smirking as he took her tentacle into his own mouth, soon taking it one step further and teasing him with languid, sensual moans that would give Bosh the impression that he was doing quite an amazing job of pleasing her. There was undeniable truth in this, as when he gave in completely and submitted to her powerful will, a wave of euphoria combed over Nessa's entire frame, sending tingles up and down her spine. Nothing quite got her off like the feeling of someone's will caving in beneath her touch, and such a response nearly made her cum right then and there. With more urgency, she plunged her tentacle in and out of the sailor's mouth faster and faster still, her suckers hungrily clinging to the man's tongue and intertwining with it much like a kiss of her own. "Oooh, nnnhahh... ah! If I could, I'd have cum in your mouth already... and you'd take it all down, wouldn't you?" she cooed, her normally icy expression blushing visibly and clearly growing more aroused thanks to his willing ministrations. "Deep down into your throat? Hahh... nnn~!" The scylla could hardly conrol herself at this point, shoving her slick appendage deeper in towards Bosh's throat, causing him to gag. If he were to set eyes upon her expression, though, he'd quickly find that the busty blonde was more than pleased, a triumphant grin taking over her features with a defined blush to accompany them.
"Speaking of which..." Nessa trailed off, suddenly overcome with the urge to make him look even more pathetic. She slowly withdrew her tentacle from his mouth, allowing him to relax his throat muscles a little for once, and petting his cheek with its tip afterwards. Momentarily releasing her hold upon his ankles and wrists, but keeping her body weight on his frame to pin him properly, she then crawled up onto his face, her eight limbs constantly writhing and shifting to 'walk' the way any other octopus would on land. This provided Bosh with a most curious sensation of the scylla's tiny, hungry little suckers kissing his scrotum, shaft, stomach and chest as she made her way towards his face. The tip of his cock incidentally brushed past her pussy lips as she creeped over and past his pelvic region, finally reaching her destination as she sat upon his head. To Bosh, all he could see was a practically neverending mass of suckers, gentle as they were in caressing his face, scalp, neck and collarbone. One of her tendrils had slithered back down to constrict his manhood, squeezing it softly and curling around it, to and fro, to keep him nice and hard. As the mass of tentacles gradually parted, Bosh would catch sight of the blonde's beautiful pussy, a tight little thing from the looks of it, and already glistening with her own secretions. But the mistress wouldn't be satisfied with him just staring at it. "You know... I don't let just anybody near this place. So treat it well, and I'll be sure to return the favor, hmm~?"
Lowering the pink crevice fully onto the young man's lips, Nessa released a sultry moan as she sunk herself down, giving him little choice but to kiss, lick, suck, do anything to get her even wetter and thus prepare her cunny for the inevitable penetration that was to come.
Unable to help herself, Nessa desperately clutched at the sailor's head as he pleased her, taking whatever pleasure he would willingly dole out to her waiting slit with his tongue and lips. "Mm, don't be shy about licking it, now... a-ah! Yes... b-besides, the more you do that, the better it'll feel when you're deep inside of me. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Come, earn it," she said between gasps and burdened breaths. Strategically, she rotated herself around 180 degrees, so that she was facing the man's rigid member, figuring that she could give him more of an incentive to service her by returning the favor in a controlled manner. Cupping her impressive tits in her hands, she trapped Bosh's meaty rod in between the sizable mounds, providing a nice, snug fit for him with her bosom. With the seaman's sensitive shaft firmly lodged in her soft cleavage, Nessa began to shift herself up and down, treating him to another stretch of bliss induced by the jiggling, squeezing breasts cuddling his cock tightly. The more zeal he put into it, the more she would care to please him--after all, the dominant scylla often wanted to have hers first. As she continued, Bosh could feel the warmth of her globes lightly slapping up and down upon his lips, a tiny patting sound to accompany her newfound pace, that of forcefully pounding the artificial crevice made from her cleavage down onto his manhood, sinking it all the way down to the base. Her tongue would dart out to tease the very tip of his member, adding emphasis to the already overwhelming experience. However, she was careful not to let him blow his load just yet.
Even with the fevered attention she paid to his rod, this was far from the only part of her that was moving. The scylla began to roll her hips at an even, steady pace, kissing her labia to Bosh's mouth whether he cooperated or not, almost smothering him with her moist womanhood, which continued to dribble her juices onto his tongue. With her already worked up as it was, it was only a matter of several more minutes before her movements grew noticeably hurried in nature, hinting that she was about to reach orgasm. "Oh, Bosh... I... I-I'm getting close... don't, don't you dare stop! If you do, I'll kill you... eeyuh..." As if to make good on her word, she quickly coiled a tentacle around the poor sailor's neck, letting him know that she could bring his journey to a close on a single whim should he fail to deliver. Exactly how serious Nessa was being in this case was difficult for him to read, but with the threat of death upon him, it would serve the young man quite well to simply keep lapping away at her juicy little flower.
"Oh... Ohh, I'm there... I'm there! Ah! Ahn! Nnn!" she cried out, shuddering and spasming, squirting her cum all over the deckhand's face and leaving it considerably wetter. Her other tentacles hugged his upper body firmly, grasping his head and leaving it in a cradle of warmth as she desperately sought to brace herself from the tides of pleasure. After she finished, she slowly released him, allowing Bosh to take in several sharp breaths of air and recover for a few precious seconds.
"*hahh* Oooh... now clean me," she commanded, letting him handle the cleanup of her messy and now swollen lower lips, keeping them pushed against him until she felt that he had done a thorough enough job. Bosh would feel the plethora of tiny suckers soothingly groping at his skin the entire time, traveling from his neck and collarbone down to his chest in a rhythmic wave, stopping and paying special attention to his nipples to toy with him further. "Now you've gotten me all worked up... what are you going to do about this?" asked Nessa teasingly as she worked her way back down along his torso, her tentacles walking her along and taking her towards Bosh's lower body little by little. She spun back around so that she was facing him, and finally stopped once she was at his hips, essentially straddling him and leaving the sailor's lower body cloaked by her lower half. He could feel his cock sliding back and forth between the scylla's puffy, slick lips, but she wouldn't let him in, not just yet.
"Appease your new wife and queen. She won't be satisfied until you give her additional tribute," she commanded, leaning forward and pushing her bosom into his face. Her perky breasts were impressive, to say the least, bearing pink nubs that looked to be almost painfully erect and in utmost need of attention. Any substantial attempt he made to please them, sensitive as they were, would be met with a few subdued moans from the blonde beauty. "Ahn, yes! That's a good human... I suppose it's time for your reward, isn't it?" She planted a few kisses upon his chin and neck before returning to a more upright position, rocking herself back and forth to tease him further, as he was only inches away from plunging headfirst into Nessa's blissful depths. "Are you ready to claim your responsibility as a man, one as honorable as yourself? Monster or not, you simply cannot leave a woman like me in need... Surely you want me, don't you? At least your body is honest."
Three of her tendrils slipped underneath to tend to Bosh's crotch, one curling around the base of Bosh's throbbing girth, the other almost painfully fondling his balls, and the other, wriggling its way into his rear entry. "Answer me, please," commanded the scylla in a sharper tone. "Tell me you want me, more than anything." She could have done practically anything she wanted with the helpless mariner at this point, but as nothing quite inspired Nessa like a verbal submission to her will; she wanted to hear it directly out of his mouth. The very tip of the appendage now buried in Bosh's ass deliberately began to tickle at one of his inner walls, brushing firmly against his prostate gland and nearly bringing him to a premature climax. "Say it! Or your seed will all go to waste before you get a chance to even be one with me."
Should he give her the answer she wanted, Nessa would stop and allow him to calm down a bit, having denied him orgasm several times now and in the process, frustrating the poor seaman. "Mm, that's more like it," said the scylla soothingly, taking this opportunity to burn his expression into her memories. Planting a hand on his chest, several of her tendrils squirmed forward to lovingly caress and frame his face, pushing any stray bangs aside and removing his bandana, if it was still on at this point. Pinned down by the powerful mamono, he could do little now other than welcome her somewhat slippery embrace.
After about half a minute, she moved on, getting to the long-awaited event, and shifted herself just enough to align the tip of his fleshy rod with her sopping entrance. Slowly, she lowered herself onto Bosh, pushing the tip of his manhood in between her womanly folds and engulfing his girth completely. "Oh! Ah, Bosh... you're--nnh!" She was incredibly tight, and Bosh's cock met some initial resistance upon entering. Nessa grimaced slightly after fully pushing it down to the hilt, but managed to straighten her expression with a relieved sigh, regaining that confident look after she withstood the initial shock of her virginity being taken. "Mmm... Ooh! You've just laid claim to my maidenhood," she cooed, swallowing hard and biting her lower lip afterwards. "You're my first... now would you be able to simply leave me after knowing you did that?"
With that, she began to move, her tentacles gripping his sack and plunging in and out of the youth's rear entrance as she rode him, treating the man to a potent mixture of slight discomfort and pure ecstasy. It might have taken Bosh a while to get used to her slick appendage pumping his ass so vigorously, but this was eventually offset by her rhythmic movements, the constant squeezing of his impressive girth by her inner walls, and the mesmerizing view of her breasts bouncing up and down. Her velvety interior hugged the sailor's manhood tightly, giving him an even more pleasurable experience as she began to gyrate her hips at the end of each full descent. "You like that? Fufufu..." Nessa leaned forward to grip tightly at his shoulders, her face now taking on the look of someone truly enjoying it. She began to pant, letting her jugs swing back and forth, occasionally slapping him right in the face with them, the volume of her moans growing louder and louder still. "Oh... ohh! B-Bosh... aah, nn... mmm!" To see her normally icy visage, flushed and completely lost in the feeling of their lovemaking, was a rare sight reserved specifically for Bosh.
As if that wasn't enough, Nessa began to speed up, finding herself wanting him more and more, yearning for him to go inside deeper and deeper still, even as the very tip of his cock kissed the entrance to her womb with practically every other thrust. "Ooh! Hahn... c-can you feel that part of me? You won't last long, will you... I can feel it. But if you let go now, you could very well make me bear your children. That means you have to stay with me--are you fine with that?" At this rate, she was practically jerking him off with her pussy, squeezing him from base to helmet, preparing to draw out as much of his gooey gift as possible. But she wasn't about to allow the man to achieve sweet bliss -that- easily, as the tapered tip of one of her tentacles had slithered around the base of his cock, squeezing on it firmly enough to block the release of his semen if he were to ejaculate. As his inner fluids built up, surging from his aching balls to his prostate and rushing towards the sailor's pulsing manhood, Nessa kept the clamp on the floodgates strictly closed, taking a moment to look into his eyes as she spoke.
"I'll let you cum inside me as much as you want, so long as you promise to take responsibility... and to never leave me. Pledge your devotion to your Queen! Just say yes... hurry!" she moaned, the echoes of the wet slapping sounds produced by their union reaching throughout the cave's boundaries.
At that point, it didn't even matter anymore. Nessa herself was so close to cumming herself, that in a moment of weakness, she released the stranglehold she previously had around his cock, letting the impending flood of his milky seed to come spilling deep into her lower canal, her cervix hungrily sucking up what it could of his more forceful spurts. "Ah... ah, ah, AH! Oooh, i-it's so warm... more, don't stop, more!" No matter how tired her partner was, the scylla proved relentless in quenching her pussy's deep-seated thirst for his semen, using her appendages to bounce up and down on him further. "Yes, like that... ohgod, you're making me c-cu... I'm c-cummi... NNNGH!" Feeling his spunk sloshing about within her pushed the horny scylla over the edge, and she quickly reached her own climax, puckering her lips and turning her gaze upwards in an expression of pure bliss. Throwing her head back, she began to spasm and contract around Bosh's girth, her tentacles quivering around his balls, massaging them furiously as if to coax them to work even harder. Similarly, the writhing tentacle buried deep in his anus began to rub vigorously at his prostate, urging him to cum as much as he can. Towards the latter portion of her amazing orgasm, she began to roll her hips deeply, as if to stir about the massive doses of baby batter he let loose inside of her cunny, as well as the amount that made it into her womb. All the while, her hard-working tentacles stuck to their duties, with one kneading and squeezing his balls while the other rubbed at his strained gland to get him to go as much as he humanly could.
"Wow... look at you, letting out so much inside of me. You must really want to get me pregnant, hmm~? I never thought you liked me that much, ufufu..." After he apparently released all that he could, Nessa finally set herself down onto him with one last thrust, sighing deeply and winking at him. "Mmm, well, that was enjoyable." Carefully, she lifted herself up off of him, making sure not to spill any of his precious contribution by plugging herself with one of her own tentacles. "Ooh," she moaned, her brow furrowing in disappointment as just a bit escaped from between her swollen labia and dripped down onto Bosh's partially-erect cock.
Pulling herself down and away, and giving the sailor some room to relax a little by slipping her other arms away from his balls and rear pucker, she began to please herself a little more by pumping herself with her own fleshy appendage. Biting her lower lip, she tried desperately with the use of the purple tendril to force more of Bosh's cum, stored deep inside of her, further into her womb, employing the tentacle like a plunger of sorts. "Aahnn... I can feel your hot stuff sloshing around deep inside of me..." Licking her lips, Nessa gave Bosh the most predatory of looks, keeping herself plugged up while leaning forward once more and taking his cock into her mouth, cleaning it of every last trace of his semen. "Now get hard for me again. I'm far from done with you. Mmmph..."
She began to suck him off in earnest, her tongue tickling the sensitive underside of the deckhand's manhood, keeping him immersed in a special zone of pleasure until he found the strength to get erect for her. "Mm, mmf, rrmmph..." Nessa was thoroughly fixated on him at this point, unable to let go of his rod until it stood up for her just the way she wanted. After he was fully hard again, she finally released him, planting a kiss at its tip for him to see, then reclined onto her back, using her tentacles to pull him towards her and spreading her two front appendages to reveal that lovely cunny once again. Gently, she unplugged herself, and just a tiny bit of his semen leaked out. "I guess most of it made it in... time for you to give me a second filling, ufufu. This is how we mamono do it--you'll always need more than just one load to satisfy me, at the very least. I'll take more of what you can give than any human woman you'll ever know, and I'll never, ever tire of another round, should you desire one. So show me your devotion."
"Take me, Bosh... show me what you can do of your own strength!" Her tendrils wrapped around his waist snugly, drawing him further inwards until his cock lined up with her sopping cunt again. At the same time, Nessa reached forward with her arms, wrapping them around the sailor's neck, and she gave him a meaningful look, her lips parted ever so slightly. "Fuck me until you can no longer move anymore. And when you're tired, I'll be on top. Now that you've agreed to be mine, you can cum inside whenever you feel the urge--I'll only be disappointed if you hold back on me... now hurry. Give it to me!" With that, she pulled him into her, inviting the young man's length into her slick crevice once again, and forced his head into her bosom, encouraging him to start moving his hips to demonstrate his newfound need to please her. Her pussy, despite being warmed quite a bit from Bosh's previous loads, remained as alluring and wonderful inside as ever, giving him every reason to explore it to his heart's content and hopefully flood it with as much of his potent sperm-filled liquid as possible.
