Tentacle Enslavement

Tentacle Enslavement

 

By Ivaran Kealar

 

1.

 

19-year-old Darlene Daily gradually opened her ocean blue eyes.

Darlene was stretched out on a wet and sticky ground.

Each area was covered with mucus, fleshy redness and pulsating veins.

Darlene was an art student, with a 32-DD cup, and five feet four.

She cried out when she realised she was completely naked.

Darlene quickly sat up and she hugged her legs to her chest.

Her attention was stolen a tentacle eye with a green iris.

Darlene was soon surrounded with many tentacles.

She whimpered, as she batted the tentacles that probed her.

Her panic increased, when the tentacles groped her body and arms.

Darlene quickly retreated and collided with a mucus wall.

Darlene jolted and wailed, when a tongue licked her arse cheeks.

She ran into what looked like an exit, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Darlene crawled into a hole and was desperate to get away.

She felt two tentacles grab her ankles, and pull her out of the hole.

Darlene was now coated from head-to-toe in slime and she wailed.

The tentacles uncoiled from her ankles, freeing her, and went back to their holes.

Darlene’s heart pounded hard, as she looked all around, and then sat on the ground.

She hugged her legs close to her chest and sobbed.

The monstrous cave went pitch black.

Darlene unwillingly went to sleep.

 

 

2.

 

Darlene awoke slowly, and the chamber was illuminated.

She yawned. She didn’t sleep a wink last night.

She had paranoid thoughts that the tentacle monster would rape her in her slumber.

However, her stomach grunted furiously, and she sighed a little.

She sat upright, and as she did, a yellow tentacle went down peacefully.

Darlene winced. She looked at the tentacle eye that watched her.

The yellow tentacle touched her belly, and positioned near her mouth.

Darlene’s stomach grumbled and she was desperate for food.

Darlene thus breathed out hard.

Darlene stopped looking the other way.

She winced as she opened her mouth.

The yellow tentacle carefully made its way into her mouth and rested on her tongue.

Unwillingly, Darlene closed her lips around it and she held the tentacle with both hands.

The tentacle grew warmer and pumped out its sticky juices.

Darlene cringed. She shut her eyes and swallowed it down. However, to her surprise, she loved the flavour. The juices were thick and creamy. She gobbled it up.

Soon, the yellow tentacle stopped nourishing Darlene, and it slid out of her mouth.

Darlene released the yellow tentacle, and watched it ascend into its hole.

After cleaning her mouth, she said, “Is that all you're going to do?”

Numerous tentacles emerged from their hollows and they surrounded her.

Darlene looked a little pale. She figured they'd molest her now.

She closed her eyes and quivered as the tentacles fondled her.

She was afraid to bat them away, in case she angered the beast.

However, the rubbery touch of the tentacles was pleasant upon her skin.

Several tentacles wrapped round her legs, while others wrapped round her arms.

The tentacles pulled upwards, indicating that they wanted her to stand.

Darlene unenthusiastically stood and wondered what horrors to expect.

She looked up and saw a giant tentacle mouth right over her.

The tentacle mouth puked a torrent of slime all over Darlene’s body.

Darlene wailed, as she shut her eyes, and became completely drenched.

Shortly, the huge mouth stopped puking its slime, and it went away.

Darlene coughed, as the tentacles released her, and she whimpered, “You bastard! Why the fuck did you do that for? Now I’m all wet and sticky!”

At that second, numerous tongues licked every inch of her.

Darlene chewed her lower lip and whined, as she felt the tongues lick everywhere. She failed to stop the writhing tongues, and her face reddened when she felt her pussy get licked.

When the tongues were finished, hot air was blown directly on Darlene.

Darlène complained, “All this to wash me?”

A tentacle with bristles now carefully brushed her delicate hair.

Darlène then developed a tingling sensation that spread from her head to her body. She sat on her knees, while the tentacle brushed her hair, and she moaned, “Oh, that feels great.”

After the tentacle was finished, Darlene admired its work.

She spoke, “I’ve never had a boyfriend brush my hair before.”

Darlene became aware of what she had said and her cheeks turned red.

“I never said you were a boyfriend,” she hissed, “You’re my captor, don’t forget it!”

 

 

3.

 

Darlene went back to look for a way out. She knew the eye kept tabs on her.

She covered her plump tits with one arm and her crotch with another.

Darlene found a tunnel. She was in dire need of freedom.

Her feet pressed down on the wet fleshy ground and her legs took her far.

Darlene hit a dead end. She put her hands on the wall and felt around.

Then she turned around, but she ran into a different wall.

She looked round and saw that the room was small.

The lighting in here had changed to a pinkish colour.

Darlene banged against the wall and cried, “Let me out! Let me out!”

Then, the tentacle eye appeared – which caused Darlene to recoil.

A purple tentacle came down from the ceiling, and the tip of it looked like a sucker.

Darlene took turns looking at this new tentacle and looking at the eye.

“What do you want,” she groaned. “What’s that new tentacle gonna do?”

The purple tentacle positioned itself in front of Darlene’s lovely lips.

She gulped, “Is this another type of feeding tube?”

The purple tentacle touched her lips once.

Darlene winced. “You want to kiss me?”

The iris in the eye became the same colour as the room.

Darlene’s heart raced. She stammered, “Okay, I’ll make you a deal... If I do kiss your tentacle, take me back to the previous chamber.”

Again, the eyeball seemed to nod.

Darlene shuddered. She shut her eyes. She puckered her lips.

The purple-tentacle moved closer and its suction cup almost swallowed her lips. The suction cup sucked her lips, and its large tongue slithered inside her mouth.

Darlene held onto the purple tentacle with both hands. She could feel the tongue wriggle and writhe like a snake – rubbing against the inner walls of her mouth, and even wrestling with her own tongue. She reluctantly kissed the tentacle back and huffed.

The purple tentacle now kissed Darlene more sensually.

The tongue of the purple tentacle slid into a more seductive pace.

Darlene moaned. She felt herself relaxing as the purple tentacle French kissed her.

Numerous tentacles wrapped around her body, and gave her a gentle squeeze.

Darlene kissed the purple tentacle, and she was getting turned on by the forbidden kissing session. Her own tongue wrestled the tentacle tongue.

The tongue from the purple tentacle now thrust back and forth like a thick cock.

Darlene snorted out her nostrils. She moved her head back and forth. Instead of trying to break free, she found herself embracing the tentacle tongue. Her right hand trembled as it unconsciously moved to her wet sex, and she was moving to finger herself.

A long tentacle wound around her right wrist and forced her arm aside.

Moaning, Darlene tried using her left hand to masturbate, but a tentacle detained her.

Darlene’s arms were pinned to her side, while the purple tentacle French kissed her.

Darlene couldn’t stop whining and groaning. The forbidden tentacle kissing was making her wet. Her legs soon trembled. Her mind swam with perverted thoughts.

Finally, the purple tentacle unlatched from her lips – its tongue slithered back in its mouth.

The purple tentacle then ascended back into its hole at a snail's pace.

The tentacles let Darlene go, and she supported herself against the wall.

Darlene looked away from the tentacle eye, and she blushed.

She was ashamed of herself for enjoying the kissing.

 

 

4.

 

Darlene kept thinking of her behaviour yesterday.

She went through her usual feeding ritual.

After the yellow tentacle had fed her, a blue tentacle appeared, and she reluctantly allowed it to enter her mouth. It fed her something water-like. She gulped it down.

After nourishing herself, Darlene did not bother to censor herself.

Darlene looked at the tentacle eye and exhaled hard.

She spoke, “Why’d the hell did you choose me? There are loads of chicks out there who would absolutely love to be a tentacle monster’s love slave – so why me?”

The tentacle eye didn’t respond – it only stared back at her inquiringly.

“Look, I’m just finding it hard to understand as to why I’m here in the first place... I don’t have a tentacle fetish. One of my ex-boyfriends did – he was obsessed with tentacles taking advantage of women... Is that why you kidnapped me?”

Once more, the tentacle eye just stared back at her.

Darlene lay down and exhaled. “I wish you could speak.”

All of a sudden, Darlene shook when she felt a tentacle crawling into her anus.

She squealed, “No! What do you think you’re doing! Please, no!”

Darlene tried to get up, but her legs shook and she collapsed.

She glowered at the eye. “Why are you fucking my arse?”

The tentacle left her anus, and descended down its hollow.

Another tentacle slithered to her, and went to her forehead.

She murmured, “Wait a minute, are you checking my temperature?”

The tentacle eye looked like it nodded – and its tentacle slithered in the hole.

Darlene sat up properly and her face reddened, as she played with her hair. “Um, okay, thanks? But, in the future, please let me know if you’re gonna stick something there?”

Again, the tentacle eye looked like it nodded nodded at her.

 

 

5.

 

Darlene was lying on her back. She suddenly jolted when the soles of her feet were stroked by a few tentacles. She quickly stood upright and held her legs close to her chest.

Darlene looked at the eye. “You like my feet?”

The tentacle eye looked like it nodded.

“That’s really weird.”

Darlene sly looked at her feet.

“I’m kinda surprised... Not many guys like them.”

Darlene looked at the eye and at the disappointed tentacles.

Cautiously, Darlene lay back down again and stretched her legs.

She looked at the tentacle eye, and it somehow looked sad.

Darlene smirked. “Are you upset that you cannot play with them?”

The tentacle eye looked like it nodded.

The foot-loving tentacles writhed about.

Darlene stopped smirking. Her face reddened. “Um, okay, fine.”

The tentacle eye stared at her quizzically and its tentacles didn’t move.

Darlene exhaled, “Play with my feet! Do what you want!”

She rested her head on her hands, as she lay down properly.

Then, several tentacles coiled around her ankles to hold her legs still.

Darlene raised her head a little. “Hey? What do you think you’re doing?”

The foot-looking tentacles slithered towards her and then caressed her feet.

Darlene jolted. She laid her head back down.

The tentacles stroked her heels, her soles, her toes and the balls beneath her toes. Nevertheless, their point of interest was Darlene’s sweet soles. Whenever they stroked there, Darlene would squirm about, and even giggled a little.

The foot-loving tentacles concentrated on touching her soft soles.

Darlene smiled and giggled, “Quit it, please, I’m really ticklish!”

The foot-loving tentacles moved up and down across her arches.

Darlene giggled, and squirmed. “Come on! Stop! That tickles!”

The foot-loving tentacles picked up the pace and tickle tortured her.

Darlene jerked about and shrieked, “Stop! Stop! That tickles! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”

The tentacle eye was pleased with the change of her body language and that frenzied smile on her face. It proceeded to repeatedly tickle her sweet soles.

Darlene thrashed about and she jerked hard. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

After some intense tickling, the foot-loving tentacles gave her some mercy.

Darlene panted hard, with a wide grin on her face, and she was tired.

The foot-loving tentacles wrapped around her pretty feet: They exerted a light pressure on her heels, the balls under her toes and her arches.

Darlene moaned. She gripped her hair and gasped.

“Okay, this feels nice,” she whimpered.

Darlene licked her upper lip with her tongue.

Then, numerous pink tentacles slithered onwards – these ones were different. They actually had mouths like snakes. They unhurriedly sucked Darlene’s toes.

Darlene's mouth opened widely, and a quivering moan came from her mouth.

She whimpered, “Oh, shit... Fuck... Don’t stop, please, don’t stop!”

The tentacle eye watched her carefully, and saw Darlene writhe with delight.

Darlene tossed her head from side to side, as she licked her lips and whined.

The tentacles massaged the joints in her feet and toes, and massaged her toes.

Several other tentacles coiled around her knees and applied gentle pressure.

She panted, “Oh fuck, don’t stop... Baby, please don’t stop!”

Darlene’s right hand moved across her stomach and moved to her crotch.

She used her first two fingers to rub her clitoris in slow circles, and she whined.

A brown tentacle wrapped around her right wrist and pulled her arm to the ground.

Darlene whined, “No! Please! Please, let me finger myself! It’s been so long!”

She then tried fingering herself with her left hand, and moaned like a ghost.

Another brown tentacle coiled around her left wrist and forced her arm aside.

Darlene sobbed, “No! No! I want to finger myself! I want it! Please! Please!”

The tentacle eye looked like it was shaking its head, critically.

Darlene tossed her head about and whined as her feet were being worshipped. She felt wet and wanted to get off. She actually pulled against her restraints.

“Please! Please! At least have sex with me! Get me off! Please,” she wailed.

The tentacles stopped massaging her feet and sucking on her toes.

Now, tentacles tickled her sweet soles, and her exposed armpits.

Darlene jerked about and shrieked, “No! Please! Stop that...!”

The tentacles did not comply. They tickled her feet, her armpits and her tummy.

Darlene struggled with her bondage, as tears poured down her cheeks. Her mouth was forced into a broad, wide open smile, and she shrieked, “Stop! Please! That tickles!”

One tentacle even tickled her pussy lips, to see if it got the same reaction.

Darlene moaned and giggled, as her body got into high gear and she thrashed around.

Her hips bucked and shuddered, and her whole body and limbs felt a tremendous tremor.

She no longer giggled uncontrollably. A parade of illicit moans erupted from her lungs.

Darlene passed out. Her body quaked from the aftershock of her tickle torture. It had felt like her soul had temporarily left her body. She lay there motionless on the ground.

 

 

6.

 

Darlene’s eyes opened gradually, and she realised that she was still lying down.

She looked at the tentacle eye. She sat upright, holding her legs close to her chest.

Darlene looked away, and her cheeks blushed. She played with her hair, using her index finger, and stammered, “Um, thank you... I, well, you’re the first guy – I mean a thing – that has ever gotten an orgasm out of me...”

She occasionally looked back at the tentacle eye.

“So, um, did you kidnap me so I could be your love slave?”

The yellow tentacle slowly descended and made its way to her. It moved around and it prodded her lips, soothingly, just to let her know that it was feeding time.

Darlene turned her head. She looked at the tentacle eye, with a grin.

She opened her mouth and allowed the yellow tentacle to enter. As always, the yellow tentacle tasted like rubber, and she closed her lips around it. She held it with both hands, and she moved her hands up and down as she sucked. Darlene heard the beast moan.

Darlene smirked. She moved her head back and forth as she sucked. Her tongue explored every inch of the yellow tentacle, as if licking a big candy cane.

The tentacle eye’s pupil dilated and looked like it was enjoying the show.

Before long, the yellow tentacle blew its load and shot out its soupy substance.

Darlene closed her eyes. She swallowed it down and groaned.

The living cave growled, letting her know to stop slurping its juices.

Darlene obeyed. She released the tentacle and let it slide out of her mouth.

She opened her eyes, to watch the tentacle eye, and licked her lips seductively.

The tentacle eye moved closer and closer to Darlene, until they were inches apart.

Darlene wrapped her arms and legs around it, and rubbed her cheeks against it.

 

 

7.

 

Darlene stood underneath a huge hollow, and was getting showered in a clear liquid.

The tentacle eye watched her carefully, as it admired every inch of her petite figure.

After the liquid stopped flowing, hot air helped blow dried Darlene.

Darlene moaned as she felt the hot air on her trim build.

Afterwards, Darlene looked at the tentacle eye.

The tentacle eye watched back curiously.

Darlene got on her knees. She slipped her fingers into her hair. She flicked her tongue.

She licked her upper lip, slowly, and she even groaned hungrily at the eye.

The tentacle eye stared clueless.

Darlene blinked. Her face flushed. She looked away.

She stammered, “Um, don’t you understand what I’m after?”

The cave growled in confusion.

Darlene twirled her hair with her fingers and her heart pounded.

She squeaked, “Would like to make love to me?”

Darlene used her hands to simulate her index finger going into a hole.

The eye caught on: Legions of its tentacles slithered out of the holes.

Darlene saw them, she gulped hard, and she nervously looked at the eye.

She whimpered, “Um, honey? Please, be gentle... It’s my first time.”

The tentacle eye looked like it nodded and the entire cave groaned.

Numerous tentacles made their way to Darlene to let her know they were ready.

Darlene began to lie down on the ground, and had her arms and legs apart.

The legions of tentacles caressed her naked body and limbs and probed every single inch of her. Their soft tips moved up and down, and even in slow, sensual circles.

Darlene shut her eyes. True to her words, this was her first time.

The purple tentacle descended down and its suction cup latched right onto her mouth.

Darlene opened her mouth and started kissing the tentacle. She felt its large tongue enter her mouth. Their tongues intertwined as the two kissed, and Darlene groaned.

The purple tentacle sucked her lips, sending shock waves of joy.

Darlene moaned. She held the purple tentacle with both hands, as she kissed it back. Her tongue was capable to go into the oral cavity of the purple tentacle, and it felt tender, yet, comforting. She moved her tongue backwards and forwards in the warm mouth.

The tentacle eye changed colour, as it felt a sudden thrill of stimulation.

The purple tentacle detached from her lips – and its tongue slithered out of her mouth.

The tentacles probing her briefly moved away, to make way for their purple brethren.

Slowly, the tongue from the purple tentacle licked every inch of Darlene.

Darlene wriggled and groaned gently as the tongue licked her everywhere.

When it was done, the purple tentacle ascended back into its hole.

The probing tentacles went back to caressing every inch of Darlene.

Darlene caressed them affectionately, while she breathed strongly in her nostrils.

A large pink tentacle descended and made its way towards Darlene’s mouth.

Darlene felt the tentacle tip rub her lips, and she licked it compassionately.

She opened her mouth, allowed the tentacle to enter, and she closed her lips around it. As she felt the bulbous tentacle-cock thrust, she grabbed it with both hands and jerked it off. Her tongue explored every inch of it, and she sucked the tentacle-cock with gusto.

Somehow Darlene was able to understand the thoughts of this monstrous beast. She knew it wanted her to use her mouth to massage it as she sucked sweetly.

The tentacle-cock’s bulbous mushroom head became red and grew warmer, and shot its load. It sticky cum squirted in Darlene’s mouth like a fire hose.

Darlene almost gagged, and she swallowed down the sticky semen.

The pink tentacle soon left her mouth, and it ascended back in its hole.

Darlene opened her eyes. She licked the monster semen from her lips and purred.

Three tentacles resembling cocks went towards Darlene, and she smiled at them.

She grabbed two of the tentacles and gave 'em a handjob.

The third tentacle dick, however, moved back and forth in between her big tits.

Darlene closed her eyes. She groaned hungrily. She jerked the tentacle dicks in her hands with such gusto. She lapped up her lips. Her hands applied tender pressure.

The living grotto produced a guttural roar that resembled an orgasm.

The tentacle eye watched her like the precious creature that she was.

The three tentacles shot their sticky load all over Darlene.

Darlene's tits, stomach and entire face were covered in monstrous sperm.

She lapped up her lips, tasting the sticky cum, and purred.

The three cock tentacles juddered hard as they coated Darlene in semen.

After they had finished unloading some cum, the cock tentacles crept into their holes.

Darlene rubbed the monster cum all over her body and smiled widely.

She spread her legs wide – expecting a tentacle to penetrate her virgin slit.

The foot-loving tentacles slithered towards her and then caressed her feet.

Darlene jolted. She laid her head back down. Her feet were really sensitive.

The tentacles stroked her heels, her soles, her toes and the balls beneath her toes. However, their point of interest was Darlene’s sweet soles. Whenever they stroked there, Darlene would squirm about, and would even giggle a little.

The foot-loving tentacles focused caressing her sweet soles – up and down.

Darlene squirmed about, as she smiled a little and giggled.

The foot-loving tentacles moved up and down across her arches, causing her to giggle. They gradually increased in speed, causing her to giggle and squirm.

Darlene giggled, and squirmed. “Come on! Slow down! That tickles!”

The foot-loving tentacles picked up the pace and tickle tortured her.

Darlene jerked about and shrieked, “Stop! Stop! Stop! That tickles! Ha! Ha! Ha!”

The tentacle eye was pleased with the change of her body language and that frenzied smile on her face. It continued to tickle her sweet soles frequently.

Darlene thrashed about. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She couldn’t stop giggling.

After some intense tickling, the foot-loving tentacles gave her some mercy.

Darlene panted hard, with a wide smile on her face, and she was exhausted.

The foot-loving tentacles now coiled around her lovely feet: they applied gentle pressure to her heels, the balls beneath her toes and her arches.

Darlene moaned. She licked her upper lip with her tongue.

Numerous pink tentacles now sucked Darlene’s toes.

Darlene’s mouth opened wide, and a quivering groan escaped.

She whimpered, “Oh, fuck... Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

Darlene tossed her head from side to side, as she licked her lips and whined.

The tentacles massaged the joints in her feet and toes, and massaged her toes.

Several other tentacles coiled around her knees and applied gentle pressure.

“Oh, Jesus, oh fuck, don’t stop,” she whimpered, “Baby, please, don’t stop!”

Darlene’s hands advanced towards her large breasts and she began to squeeze them. She licked her upper lip again, and cried softly while stroking her breasts.

A few octopus-like tentacles slithered out the holes she lay on – the suckers latched on her back like numerous mouths giving her hot kisses and moulding her back.  

Another octopus tentacle wrapped around her neck – massaging it softly.

Darlene felt an orgasm welling up in her petite figure. Darlene wanted to orgasm. She remembered getting off from the tickling and wanted that ten times.

More octopus tentacles appeared, and they wound round her whole legs. The suckers opened up – like tiny mouths – and latched on, to massage her legs and inner thighs.

Darlene released a primitive grunt from the throat. Her body trembled. She achieved the first of many orgasms for this session.

Her right hand ceased molesting her own right breast: It now moved downwards, across her tummy and to her wet pussy. She rubbed her clitoris with two fingers and she moaned.

“Yes! Yes! Don’t stop! Give it to me! Please! Penetrate me!”

The tentacle eye watched her and the entire cave growled with disapproval.

A tentacle popped out of a hole and quickly coiled around Darlene’s right wrist: It pulled her arm to a side, with tremendous force, and forced her arm into a hole.

With frustrated tears falling down her cheeks, she cried, “Baby, no! I’m warming up for you! Please, baby, don’t be a prude! I’m so fucking wet!”

Darlene ceased molesting her left breast: her left hand took over the clit rubbing.

Another tentacle now coiled around her left wrist and forced her arm into a hole.

She wailed, “Oh, please! Please, get me off! Please, baby! Make sweet love to me!”

Suddenly, Darlene felt something lick her butt cheeks – which belonged to a large tentacle tongue. She chewed on her lower lip. She hadn’t had her ass eaten out before. Her heart sped. She hoped this tongue wouldn’t hurt her poor anus.

Softly, the tentacle tongue slithered inside her arsehole and its saliva acted as a natural lubricant. It stretched the walls of her anus, as it moved back and forth like a cock.

Darlene writhed about again, as another orgasm welled up inside of her.

“Please! Please! Be gentle, honey! Please! You’re my first, baby,” she pleaded.

The creature obeyed, as its anal loving tongue ate her arsehole out oh so softly.

One tentacle ascended and wrapped around Darlene’s stomach, applying gentle pressure and rubbing it. Another tentacle ascended and coiled around Darlene’s shapely waist.

A tentacle popped up and focused on caressing her ass cheeks and back. In addition, two thin tentacles slid upward, and they caressed Darlene's large breasts.

Two red tentacles patted Darlene’s breasts, gently, before squeezing down. They started from her erect nipples, smoothing downwards, and moving back upwards again. They enfolded her breasts a few times, teasing her – making her want her tits to be massaged.

Darlene whimpered, “Yes, honey! Please! Massage them! Massage them, baby!”

The breast obsessed tentacles now bound Darlene’s ample breasts – they both embraced, tightly, before letting go. They squeezed hard – almost cutting off her blood circulation – and they released. They gradually massaged her plump boobs, coarsely.

Darlene’s nostrils flared, as she wailed. Her mouth formed a quivering smile.

A legion of tentacles descended – all had sucker mouths. Several of them clung to Darlene's large breasts – and the tall ones clung to her erect nipples.

The small suction cup tentacles bopped up and down – in a steady rhythmic pace – but the big suction cup tentacles sucked hard on her two nipples.

Darlene's mouth was in an O-shape, and her groans escaped. She felt the gentle feeling of her breasts being moulded like paste, and the rough massage of her erect nipples.

The tentacles roughly sucked and squeezed her tits and hardened nipples non-stop.

Darlene made inhuman noises from the back of her throat. She sounded like a tiny animal crying out for help. Tears of elation rolled down her cheeks. Her body swayed about and danced a little, as she felt a strong orgasm rise up within her.

“Oh fuck! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Jesus! Oh, Jesus,” she chanted.

Another powerful tremor rocked Darlene’s tiny frame. She felt another orgasm tear through her body. She felt light-headed. She whined for it.

A violet tentacle rose from the hole in between Darlene’s shuddering thighs. The purple tentacle ascended, and its suction cup mouth was a few inches away from Darlene’s pussy. Unhurriedly, its long tongue left its mouth and its tip touched Darlene’s pussy.

Darlene snorted hard throughout her nostrils. Her body jolted a little. Her whines grew softer. She knew something was going to penetrate her. Her heart raced with excitement. She knew the touch on her pussy lips was a tongue – she was gonna get eaten out.

The tongue from the violet tentacle licked in sluggish circles – in a clockwise formation – teasing Darlene. It went all around, concentrating on her labia and her clitoris. The tongue took its sweet time, savouring the fresh taste of Darlene’s wet pussy lips.

Darlene fought against her bonds. She had no desire for freedom. She really wanted hot sex. She could feel the large tongue lick her pussy lips in a cruel, yet, tender way. Tears were dripping on her cheeks as she cried softly. Her whole body shivered. Another orgasm broke through her. Her wide open mouth released her parade of moans.

The tongue of the purple tentacle licked Darlene's clitoris, sending ecstasy discharges into her whole body. It lapped up her clitoris up and down, all around, rubbing hard and rubbing gently. It alternated between rubbing quickly and rubbing slowly.

“Please! Please! Eat me out! Please! I want it, master! I want it,” she wailed.

The violet tentacle’s suction cup mouth kissed Darlene’s pussy lips, sucking lovingly. Its massive tongue slithered inside her soaked pussy, leisurely, finding something of interest. It found Darlene’s fabled G-spot, and lovingly licked it.

Darlene’s eyes shut tight, as she let out a shrill scream. She could feel the girth and vigorous rubbing of the tongue on her G-spot. She rocked her head, and a tremendous orgasm welled up inside of her. Her trembling hips bucked wildly and her body shuddered.

The tongue from the violet tentacle licked Darlene G-spot adoringly – knowing full well what it was doing to her. It tortured her over and over.

The intensity of the G-spot abuse was too much for Darlene to take. Her body quaked harder and harder, as her quivering hips bucked wildly. She moaned frenziedly.

Darlene suddenly felt dizzy. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

And Darlene squirted her orgasmic juices. She moaned, loudly.

The tongue from the violet tentacle slithered deeper and licked the cum-coated inner walls of Darlene’s pussy. The purple tentacle swallowed not letting a bit of it go to waste.

Darlene snorted hard throughout her nostrils. It was astonishing she was actually still conscious. She felt the tongue within her pussy lick the inner walls for the juices.

She whispered, “More... Fuck me, baby... More!”

The violet tentacle finished eating out Darlene’s. The tongue from the violet tentacle slithered back into the mouth of the violet tentacle. The violet tentacle dislodged its suction cup mouth, and then it retracted and headed back down the hole it came from.

Finally, a thick green tentacle emerged from a hole on the ground. It unhurriedly rose between Darlene’s shapely thighs, moving closer and closer to her pussy.

Darlene’s back arched. She released a quivering gasp from her mouth. She suddenly felt her pussy being penetrated by a thick and long tentacle. She felt the girth of the tentacle stretch the inner walls of her pussy, and it delved deeper and deeper into her very core.

Darlene swayed her head from side to side, as her uncontrollable smile stretched even wider. Her quivering pants and soft-sounding moans escaped from her parted lips.

“Yes... Yes... Oh... Oh... Oh, fuck... Oh Jesus... Oh Jesus... Oh Jesus... Oh Fuck!”

Darlene felt the green tentacle slide backwards and forwards. She also felt multiple orgasms rush through her tingling body again – causing her body to shudder with rapture.

The tip of the green tentacle opened to form what resembled a rubber spearhead. As it moved back and forth, it felt the inner walls of Darlene’s pussy tighten. It increased the roughness and speed of its thrusting – the spearhead hit Darlene’s posterior fornix roughly.

Darlene’s eyelids fluttered, as her eyes drifted into the backrest of her mind. Her hips bucked and quivered, as she felt the tip of the tentacle repeatedly hit her posterior fornix.

“Harder...! Fuck me...! Fuck me...! Harder...! Harder,” she breathed.

The green tentacle obeyed: It slammed hard into Darlene’s posterior fornix relentlessly like the frantic urging of a bell. The tentacle pounded her pussy hard non-stop...

Darlene fought for breath, while her body wiggled and writhed. Her eyelids fluttered like butterfly wings. Her hips bucked and quivered. Her body felt something wonderful like never before. She moaned in the same rhythm as the thrusting tentacle sliding deep in her snatch.

Darlene ejaculated. She came hard and fast. Her body twitched and shivered. She struggled for breath as she moaned hard, and more of her orgasmic juices flowed out of her penetrated pussy. She let out a tiny quivering sigh, before everything became black.

 

 

8.

 

Darlene instantly halted her vain attempts at escape. There was naught for her back home. She was unpopular: she only did chores, and she didn't have great grades either.

The tentacle eye loved Darlene like its very own sexual goddess to worship.

Darlene would start her days getting fed, getting showered and even having fun.

She slept better while squeezing one of the large tentacles like a teddy bear.

Darlene smiled at the tentacle eye. She blew kisses to it, too. She even waved.

However, what was truly funny was that she could never die here, or even grow old.

She had no idea how she got here, but she knew something.

Darlene loved the tentacle creature. She enjoyed it more so when it made love to her.

 

The End