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Ellen knew that Rina had some kind of secret, and the question of if she should have said something or not weighed with an infuriating heaviness over her. She was in an odd place, not liking that there were secrets being kept, that the head of her agency was up to something. What kind of something? She had no idea. But being the new girl had a frustrating impact on her; she wanted to know what was going on, and didn't like things being kept from her like this. Maybe the secret wasn't much. Maybe it was illegal and she needed to get the hell out of this agency for her own sake. She just knew that she needed to know, and that if she didn’t' crack open the case, it was going to eat away at her.
She waited around the office late. Rather than do anything to confront her, she figured she'd just catch her in the act and then force an confession, an explanation, and whatever else she needed out of this in the name of something she was able to deal with, the pressures that she really, really wanted to make sense of. Night drew on, Lycaon leaving first. Corin left a while later, a bit shaky and wheezy as she scampered out of Rina's office, though Ellen didn't think much of that for anything while she gathered up her willpower and braced for what was to come.
Whatever was happening behind that door, Ellen was going to crack it open. Taking deep breaths and preparing herself for the situation before her, she felt more stressed by this than she did about facing down monsters in hollows. She pushed against it, opening it quietly and then throwing herself into the office. "You wanna tell me what's going on or should I--what the fuck?"
There were a lot of ideas going through Ellen's head about what Rina could have been running around behind her back for. Maybe she was secretly a fed and this whole place was a government front she was unaware of. Embezzlement. Blackmail. Shadowy dealings with gangs. A mountain of cocaine. There were so many different things that it could have been, all of which sounded if not real then at least plausibly like movie plot lines that a fifteen year old like her could have been reasonably convinced was true to reality. None of them were true, none of them were close. The reality in front of Ellen was a confrontationally deranged and depraved reality that left her standing with her jaw on the floor.
What sank in first was the sight of Rina herself. She was stripped naked, out of the heavy, everything-covering dress that only left her face and some of her fingers exposed. Underneath that dress in hiding was the first layer of secrecy: the density of ink marking her body up. 'KNOTSLUT' ran up across the arm closest to Ellen, while the words 'MONSTERS ONLY' proudly crossed up along the top of her breasts. Up her thighs were a string of cartoonish little dog dicks all swirling up like glimmers of stardust on what could have been a shooting star tattoo but was instead a silhouette of a canine head. A womb tattoo showed a heart and an ovum being attacked by tentacles. Along her thighs, words decried her as being a whore for monsters and 'whore for beasts'. A heart-laden horseshoe lay on her other arm. Along her back was an impressive piece out of view for Ellen showing off a woman getting mounted by a canine, a fully sketched in back piece with facial features and everything, to accompany the tramp stamp that said 'MONSTER ENTRANCE ONLY' and 'REAL MEN FIT OUT THE OTHER END'. Up at her neck, to cap it all off, was a tattooed-on illusion of a dog collar, from which hung a little tag reading 'ETHEREAL PROPERTY'.
That was already enough. Some would argue, that was too fucking much. The sheer shock that rushed through Ellen as she took in the sight of her boss's insane tattoos would have been enough to make her reel. The piercings almost didn't register on top of that; Rina's clit ring, the barbells through her nipples, the shimmering dog dick belly button tattoo. All of that was on its own enough to scare her into a place she'd never gone before. But there was still more yet for Ellen to unpack, because Rina wasn't just naked, wasn't just holding her legs out and fucking herself with a floppy, oversized horse dildo.
She was doing it while watching herself fucking a real horse.
Spread out across a big TV in the office, Rina was masturbating to video of herself pinned under a gnarled and freaky looking horse Ethereal, who recklessly claimed her with merciless thrusts deep into her cunt, making her belly bulge while she took the oversized penetration, and looked to be having an amazing time doing it. "Yes, deeper, fuck me!" Rina screamed in the video, her body in frantic motion despite the pressure raining down on her, despite the sheer persistence of things making less and less sense while this spiraled out of control. Rina was having the time of her life fucking that monster, and now she was having a blast reliving it, succumbing to the simple thrill of something making her head spin and keeping her lost to the hunger throbbing across her in madder surges of total ecstasy.
Rina turned to look at the new girl, and she didn't seem either surprised or embarrassed. With a marked lack of modesty or hesitation, she continued to appreciate the situation in front of her, continued to touch herself with growing delight and insistence. "Be quiet, Ellen. I'm watching something. Pull up a seat, but behave yourself." There was an almost motherly authority in her voice as she snapped back at her latest hire. There was little hesitation in all of this, a moment of noisy, bold insistence that left little sense in its wake.
Ellen was flabbergasted, but in such a strange and vulnerable position that the authoritative words made her snap to attention, her eyes going wide and her body tightening up with a sudden need to act and to listen. With an obedient nod, she walked into the room and took a seat, unable to look away from the video. She couldn't resist the baffling and strange pressure leaving her in a place of total uncertainty, a confusion and a baffling pressure that she was faced with. She looked at the video, watching in heaving delight as Rina continued to thrash back and forth, fucking back against the oversized beast dick filling her. There was nothing here to make any sense of, and she had no idea what she was looking at or how to make much sense of what was in front of her. "Is that you?" she finally asked.
"Very smart. What a good girl." Rina's voice was mocking, heavy, making Ellen squirm a little. The toy finally came out of Rina, pulling out to reveal its incredible, floppy length before it was slapped down onto the table with a noisy swap and a sound that made her shiver in total frustration. "That's me. This is footage from a Hollow pulled by my favorite proxy. Doesn't the footage look great?"
"That's an Ethereal," Ellen continued. More astute observations. Anything aloof inside of Ellen had been stripped out by the sheer shock of what she was looking at, rendering her a speechless mess staring in dismay and uncertainty at what she was looking at, embarrassed beyond sense and stability by the sheer insanity behind it. "What are you doing? And why are you tattooed?" She was coming back to something steadier, a position from which to begin getting more confrontational, even if she had no idea if she could really make sense of this.
"That's a lot of questions at once. You should relax. Spread out your legs, let your fingers explore. We can talk about this calmly."
"I think I'd rather get answers." Curt. Embarrassed. Ellen was focused way too intently on the video, squirming in her chair with a growing worry.
Rina slipped out of the chair, deciding to impose herself upon Ellen if Ellen was going to hold out like this. "It looks pretty obvious to me; I'm having fun." Her hand slipped up Ellen's dress and pressed against her mound, feeling a drenched, sopping wet pussy already leaking through her panties. "Beasts are the real men. Massive, powerful, able to fuck you with their inhuman cocks and do things any person couldn't do. You've never known true pleasure until you’re had tentacles filling your bladder, or had a horse go all the way through you with his massive cock. Even just seeing that big horse monster fuck me, you're getting interested in it."
"That's not--I'm not--"
Bringing her lips to Ellen's ear, Rina whispered, "The only thing I love more than throwing myself at the monsters in the hollows is seeing good girls do it too. Do want me to teach you? I'd love to help you feel so, so good." Her words made Ellen shudder, made her body thrash in growing dismay and confusion while she was toyed with. "Corin can handle it, she's such a good girl for these beasties. I think you can do the same."
The shivers racing up her spine held tightly onto Ellen, leaving her ashamed and furious while giving in so dramatically to the deepening pressures and embarrassments guiding her down. "Corin?" she gasped.
"Yes. Even Corin. Such a sweet girl, she handles their cocks so well. Do you think you can impress me like she can?" It wasn't defiant. Wasn't a challenge. She was trying to get Ellen to impress her for real, a pressure and a persistence that made this all feel so intoxicating and strained, a dizzying burn of feelings too wicked to make any sense of now. There was only pleasure and euphoria to be found in this situation, a desire and a heat sweeping up through her. The prodding at her pussy with her fingers added so much to the shames and frustrations building inside of her, into the intoxicating throb of things that she felt herself powerless to resist, trapped in something that drove her up the wall with need, into the throes of absolute madness with each second.
Ellen watched the video closer, watched as Rina's body shook, as the horsecock burst through out of her mouth, fucking her from end to end up through her whole body. It was a burst of excitement, one that made Ellen thrash into a sudden and unexpected climax as she beheld the sheer weight of it all. The horsecock pointing out of her mouth gushed and erupted with purple spunk all over the ground, splattering a mess everywhere and leaving Rina all the happier to succumb to total mania. It ruined her, tore her focus to pieces. She couldn't contain the orgasmic glee and hunger ripping through her, a betrayal of her dignity and composure, the melting of her thoughts into gooey warmth a she accepted in total surrender the wanton submission ripping across her. It was too good, the excessive and sweeping bliss making her want to lose herself utterly. Ashamed of herself and of the pleasure sweeping across her.
"Will you be a good girl for me?" Rina asked.
"Y-yes." Shaky, uncertain, Ellen felt like agreeing to any of this was a bad idea, but she couldn't help it, inescapable worries rising inside of her with a potent, senseless sort of shame. "But how does--they're dangerous. It's a hollow. How do you keep them from attacking you?"
"That's what the tattoos are for, of course." continuing to molest her employee while she laid into her, Rina was determined to feed these growing shames, building up hotter and greedier aches, a persistence that felt like a potent trap to be caught in. She was uncertain, frustrated. "Which is the problem, you will need at least one to come with me."
A gasp of objection and confusion came out of Ellen; there was no way that was true. But then... Rina was covered in so much ink, and as noisily distasteful as all of it was, it would have made a lot more sense if there was a reason for it. "Do I have to?" she asked, finally spitting out her worries in growing uncertainty.
"Yes!" Rina said, and her voice danced on a line between orgasmic vigor and motherly authority that Ellen hadn't ever considered could exist. She was lying through her teeth to Ellen, getting off on the idea of marking up the new girl as another Ethereal whore. "You have to get one. I will choose it, to protect you. The tattoo pacifies them and proves to them that you aren't a threat. It will come out of the agency budget and not your wallet, do not worry yourself one bit."
It was all a lie, but Ellen found herself unable to resist its allure, staring at the Ethereal's erupting horsecock spraying out all over the ground while Rina came her brains out in the video. It was impossible to ignore, and in her moment of raw suggestibility and shame, it felt so easy to give in to, succumbing to curiosity and bafflement while she sank now through the weight of this into something totally devoid of sense. "What do I have to do?' she asked. It was too late for her now.
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Ellen had little fear stepping into Hollows in a maid outfit, but that was because she did so brandishing a weapon and standing with total confidence the face of whatever dangers were in her way. This was not that. Not in the least. Rina told her that she had to dress up in nothing but black latex, knee-high stockings and gloves up to the elbow. Otherwise, she was fully exposed, fully vulnerable, her teenage body bared for all to see, along with her new womb tattoo. Now, she stood exposed and embarrassed with the ink set over her womb.
The skin was still irritable from the freshness of the tattoo, which depicted a heart set inside of a cartoonish rendering of a womb, with circles of little sperms all assailing the heart. It was humiliating, and she did what she could not to think about it as she stood there. Exposing her body to her boss also meant the loop nipple piercings she'd once thought were an inappropriate thing worth hiding, but they seemed quaint now given what Rina had on. Usually, she had a lollipop in her mouth with an aloof presence, but now, she was actively sucking on it, filled with a dizzying nervousness slowly creeping over her, the all-consuming pressure forcing her into a place of total discomfort, and the monsters hadn't even shown up yet.
"You look so beautiful like that, the apple of any monster's eye," she gasped. Rina was also stripped down to the gloves and thigh-highs uniform she loved so much. "I'm going to be so happy seeing you become a woman for the first time!"
"I’m not a virgin," shyly admitted Ellen.
"A girl's first time is so special," Rina continued, ignoring her completely. "And you can--oh, here some come now!"
A pair of big, burly, canine Ethereals stalked closer, sniffing in the air and drawing closer with sharp interest specifically in Ellen and in the fear they smelled. Ellen straightened up in a panic, staring in worry at the monsters approaching with a sense of total panic washing over her. "What do I do?" she asked.
"Present for them," Rina told her, her hands already playing with her own breasts while she admired the situation before her, the utter insanity behind these sweet lusts, a pressure and a heat building up with total delight." Down on your knees. Offer yourself to be mounted, just like I showed you."
Ellen's 'education' came in the form of lots of being molested by her boss while watching video tapes of her getting fucked by monsters, a whole post-shift training session that Ellen was so ruined after that she’d forgotten to ask if that was going to count as billable overtime. Was she being paid for any of this?
But doing as she was told, Ellen sank to her knees, then leaned forward, sticking her round ass up high in the air for the approaching canines. her body shivered in total confusion while she opened up to this. This position was so exposing, so embarrassing, but she was stuck having to present and surrender to this, shuddering through shame and frustration to give in to all of these bizarre feelings. It was just too much.
Breaking into a mad race to get to her first, the canines barked and hollered on their way forward, catching Ellen off guard as they bore down on he without much warning or care, the first one to get there pouncing and mounting up onto her. His canine cock rubbed against her thighs amid clumsy thrusts to stick it in. His cock slipped forward and finally got on into her, the push to make her holler out in surprise and shame as she was imposed upon so abruptly. There was no time for this, the pressure and chaos making her have to give in to the embarrassing panic and confusion to keep her giving in, confusions and panics she was drowning under.
The other dog circled around front and shoved forward, ramming his cock into her open mouth and catching Ellen off guard, forcing it in and silencing her all to quickly ,starting up on the ready and greedy burst of chaos that sought to make her crumble. She flailed about in surprise and confusion, humiliated by the sudden swell of pressures making a mess of her while she took the cock down deep. There felt like nothing she could do to stop these burning shames, pressures sweeping messily across her, forcing her to fall apart and teaching her something so abrupt and so baffling that she just had to give in to it. There wasn't any shred of sense or control in the unrestrained glee ripping through her now, a rush of sensation and chaos all crushing her thoughts.
But the thrusts started so quick, so brutal, dizzying slams of persistent hunger wearing at her without a shred of restraint or care. Without any way to stop this sheer insanity, the weight of sheer ecstasy coming down on her. There was no moment of calm to help her manage this all, frustrations burning without reason or control through her body. She just knew she had to keep going, throwing everything she could into these sensations. Ellen wasn't able to speak with her mouth all clogged up with dog dick, but the persistence of these feelings wore her down with tremendous insistence, a storm of pleasures and passions to keep her surrendering, to make her thoughts spiral into drowning euphoria.
Every stroke at either end of her was a burst of pure excess, the molten disrespect of feelings that taught her to let go and give in. Everything became such a spectacular burn of senseless, sloppy hunger, and all she had to do was roll with it, working through the pleasure and confusion ripping across her to feel something tremendous take hold. Ellen couldn't contain the excitement, laborious surges of confusion and panic making her surrender to the lust becoming everything to her, feelings of submission and greed all forcing her to want to give up to the lust taking her by storm. It was everything she could have hoped for, a burning persistence too urgent to fight off and too decadent to resist.
Writhing in shaky confusion, Ellen found herself buried under a staggering reality check: this felt amazing. Amazing like cocks never had before, amazing like she had never known before. Something maddening and confusing ripped across her, tearing her thoughts to pieces with an outrageous burst of sensation searing across her. It felt too good, ripping her thoughts to pieces and dragging her into things more potent and baffling than she could manage. Nothing made sense here, the crushing weight of senseless satisfaction and heat becoming too chaotic and enticing for her to make sense of. Ellen shook through the suddenness and confusion of a heat wearing at her. This was something so depraved and chaotic that she just had to work through this now, the overbearing weight of feelings making her have to give up, treated to feelings of senseless hunger and euphoria guiding her along.
Canine cock battered her throat and her cunt at the same time, filling her head with dizzy, dreamy rushes of satisfaction, the endless insistence of feelings making her want to give in to thoroughly senseless joy. It felt too good, all inviting her to lose her mind. "That's it, you little kennel whore, take those big doggy dicks, take those fat knots. I'm going to love to see you get held down and rutted like a good girl by these good, good boys!" Rina continued to encourage her along, fingerfucking herself while marveling at this total breakdown of sense. She k new that Ellen would love it if only she got going, wound up for the sweet insanity and the hunger to keep up these mad feelings. There wasn't any sense or control behind these burning delights, a senseless euphoria and a hunger to keep giving in to.
It felt so embarrassing to be fucked by dogs, but this was a rush of sensation so intense that she just couldn’t bring herself to fight it. Their huge cocks battered into her snug holes and brought her a ruthless swell of pleasures she was happy to give up to, surrendering to the absolute mania of this desire. Ellen was crumbling for something messier, dizzier, struggling through these ecstatic, manic feelings while falling deeper into this insanity. She was falling apart, the potent threat about to ruin her completely as she sank deeper into this crazed heat. It wasn't right, but she was continuing to fall to pieces, breaking down with less and less control on her path into losing her fucking mind. It was too much, ripping now through her body and treating her to the deepest, wildest messes of total shame, a panic she frayed with in total surrender, messy lusts crashing her into delirium and insanity.
Just when she thought it had already gotten bad, the sudden slam of their knots into her drove her up the wall with a special sort of insanity. The swollen, bulbous penetrations drove deep into her, made her body shiver in senseless passion and ecstasy while she fell apart, trembling in these dizzy worries together and allowing these feelings to become too much for her. She fell apart completely, eyes rolling back in her head as the bulbs stretched her jaw and her cunt out before pumping loads deep into her holes, filling her with a senseless, greedy pressure that forced her to fall totally apart.
The orgasm of a lifetime ripped through Ellen while knotted and spitroasted, wholly unprepared for the suddenness of searing lust ripping across her. She gave in with hopeless joy, the crushing pleasures making her body crumble in the sweet decadence and freedom of a thrill making her lose her mind. She felt incredible, lost to the shuddering passion and the greed ripping through her. Ellen was a squirter, but she'd never gushed like she did in that moment, her whole body thrashing as the pleasure washed across her body in ways more potent and baffling than she'd ever experienced before, drowning her in sensations that caught her off guard and hopelessly aflame. Cum flooded into her while her pussy squirted, and the sweeping madness taking hold of her was, in that moment, the most incredible burst of sensation and bliss she had ever experienced, the crushing thrill of something making her have to reckon with her shameful delights. This was too much to manage, all of it treating her to the breakdown of mad sense, the beautiful persistence keeping her wanting only more.
It changed her. On the spot, something in her head simply stopped working the way it used to, so much so that even the reasonable, rightful terror that should have been inspired by this all, especially the knot that locked behind her teeth. But she didn't feel any fear. She wasn't worried about it. She just felt good, tired, ready for more. Not necessarily in that order.
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Tattooed now on Ellen's ass cheek was the date of her first knotting above a little caricature of a girl taking dog dicks in her mouth and from behind at the same time. She'd also added a tattoo on her opposing arm that said 'MONSTER SLUT', worn high up so it could be coverable by even a short sleeved shirt. But there was no covering it now. Not today.
Back in the hollows again, she'd been dragged by Rina and enticed to act with a promise that Rina was going to join her. "Today, we're going to find some equine studs," Rina told Ellen, fondling her bare tits. The latex uniform made a return of course, but Ellen found herself more amenable now to it than before, shivering through the embarrassing reality that she was trapped in here.
"I'm nervous," said Ellen. "But I'm ready."
"You did so well last time with the dogs," Rina cooed. "You'll be amazing with them. Mommy is very proud of you."
"Mommy?" asked Ellen, giving a few rapid blinks.
"No, 'I am'. I am very proud of you." Rina let out a playful sigh. Ellen was sure that wasn't what she said, but she wasn't given any chance to argue against it as the steady trotting of Ethereals made both women perk up in sudden surprise. There was no time for waiting or for being sensible. "Down on your knees, be a good girl for our new guests."
Sinking down in shaky uncertainty but growing pleasure, Ellen eased her way to a position on her knees, sitting on the balls of her feet and watching as the horses came up to them. Down with her boss in position, ready to receive this shameful attention. She was on some sort of even footing now with Rina, but not in any way that mattered while the horses trotted up to them and shoved their massive, flared cocks into their faces.
"Make me proud of you!" Rina said before slamming herself abruptly onto the dick in front of her, wasting no time in working up a storm of chaos and passion while she slurped down the big dick before her. There was no further support or insight than that from Rina; she was just diving in there and sucking away at the cock in a show of reckless passion, relentless needs all building into uncontrollable elation as she threw what she had into the deep end and let the pleasure carry her along. Rina gorged on horsecock, throwing herself madly into the surging pleasure and the fever of fanatical bliss, warmed up by a reckless burn of passion and greed leaving her lost to her own desires, swept away by ravenous desires and delights too wicked to contain.
Ellen was left on her own, forced to have to make sense of whatever was happening and just figure it out for herself. There was no time for patience, an unstoppable surge of decadence and obsession making her feel better about the opportunities laid bare before her. She grabbed hold of the beast dick and threw herself into the mania of letting go. Something potent took hold of her, the frantic and senseless thrill of pleasures she had no idea how to manage, but she had to try, right? Throwing herself forward and shaking where she knelt, she got both hands onto the horsecock and ran her tongue down its length, trying to learn her way now into this, too.
It was so big that opening her mouth to try and take it in was a struggle, but not one that she was going to let stop her. Shivering through pure humiliation and a burning need to prove herself, she pushed stubbornly along the cock in a hopeless attempt to make this all stabilize somehow. Frantic, frustrated, she threw what she had into giving up to this, seeking to throw herself right into all of these possibilities with little control or sense. Her jaw forced its way open to accommodate the cock, with Ellen wondering if the seeming cooperation she'd found so far in these monsters was only because she could put out, and that failing to do so would have been a problem. She needed to mitigate that and obey, throwing herself into this without much in the way of sense, hopeless and frustrated while embracing it.
To suck on a horse dick took a lot more work than she expected it to, the crushing rushes of sensations and panics frustrating her with the sheer weight of it all, a scope of embarrassing stakes and panic that left her falling to pieces, trying to make sense of things that she was really not ready to face, melting into the pressure and shame that compelled her deeper. It felt like something so madly enticing, the fascinating sort of wrongness that began to pervade her thoughts. To suck down this huge dick was a challenge, but one that made her feel oddly ready, opening up to the grand panic that sent her spiraling into need. There felt like nothing dignified in this, but there didn't need to be. Surges of sloppy lust ripped across her in enticing ecstasy, the persistence and hunger of pleasures making her need to give in to the inevitable and senseless thrills she craved now.
This was all getting away from her, the persistence and the heat rising through a body ready to give in, demanding above all else the sultry thrill and surrender of losing herself. The horsecock was a threatening presence, but she was determined in stubborn, needy aches to give herself up to it regardless and explore her way into the insatiable warmth getting the better of her. She felt it compel her deeper, the needy lusts ripping her thoughts to pieces, trapping her in something so sublimely wrong and overbearing that it stopped making a whole lot of sense. But Ellen continued on, giving in to the temptation, letting her head spin while she succumbed bit by bit into ideas driving her mad with need. Warming up for the pleasures upon her, she felt determined to keep going, throwing all sense away for the growing persistence keeping her trapped right here.
Rina provided such a good example, a backbone for these shameful pressures, the sweet insanity inviting her to continue losing her mind to the spectacle and the hunger ripping her asunder. Gagging down the horsecock in a show of stormy satisfaction, she proved what a woman could be capable of, proved what Ellen should have aspired to reach, and the stubborn storm of desire and dizzy ecstasy ripping through her only continued to feed that excitement, demanding the driven lusts and chaos to push along without a care, proving to be too much to handle and so senseless that there was simply nothing left to do but give in to all these pleasures. It felt too good, like a storm of wickedness and heat to rush through, and there was nothing but joy to be found in all of it.
Ellen's throat yielded as she relaxed and forced her way down, those first, struggling, "Gluk gluk," moments leaving her in a state of pure shock with herself. Deeper she pushed, thrown into the pleasure and embarrassment becoming too much for her to manage, but she was determined through stubborn insanity to keep this going, melting without a moment of focus or calm, lost to ideas and satisfactions that became everything now to her. Ellen continued to suck and obey, thrown into the deep end of senseless confusion by the simple thrills ripping her asunder. It was too much, so raw, so wrong, so intoxicating! She needed it so badly, and only the weight of total ecstasy could drag her now into the throes of the relief she craved most. Shuddering, obsessive, driven by absolute bliss, she let it all guide her to lose herself.
A full-body heave was necessary to suck down this much cock, rocking back and forth with increasing panic and mania, trying to keep up with these feelings and losing all focus to the weight of it now. She was desperate to keep moving and to surrender to these joys, but it was all just too much, thrilling her with the weight of a mania and a chaos she had no choice but to surrender to, every thought in her head burning up while she succumbed so readily. It felt like everything she needed, like cravings igniting within her the wild thrill of letting go, and all she had to do was work through the euphoria behind it all.
This was all becoming too much to handle, the all at once burn of satisfaction and chaos she needed more than anything else, sliding into disarray and panic while the chaos of her delights ripped through her. There was something so simple about the joy of losing control to this all, allowing satisfaction to be her undoing, allowing her thoughts to plunge into feelings of chaos and warmth that only became worse and hotter as she sank into this. it was all a bit too much, feeling like the senseless pulse of a euphoria ripping madly across her with only one thought left in her head now. She was losing everything to these thrills, and happily letting it become her everything.
The mighty horse Ethereals loomed over the women while they were served, continuing only to appreciate in steady escalation the madness throbbing up into uncontrollable fever. They were steady, set firm in the pleasure awaiting them, craving these feelings and all of the madness that it granted. Rina was a pro, working hers over faster and deeper, but something about the hopeless desperation surging across Ellen did a lot to help along the one she served, a continued persistence escalating without care, without dignity. She was happy to let these uncontrollable needs tear her to pieces. Nothing here made sense or had to be normal, the unreasonable surge of pleasures and warmths to continue reveling in. It felt incredible to lose all control to, the burning lust and persistence bringing her a mess of total satisfaction. Ellen was learning so much, and she hadn't even gotten fucked yet!
Throbbing harder in their mouths and keeping both women racing to the finish, the Ethereals' cocks ached and twitched and burned with delight, threatening at any moment to fire off their massive loads. Ellen was in no way prepared for what Rina threw herself right in to, but both women were given everything they could have wanted, an eruption of molten spunk into their mouths and own their throats, the hot flood of sticky bliss making them shudder in the hopeless spectacle and warmth of everything they could possibly lose themselves to. Ellen reeled back in shock, receiving a blast of purple jizz all over her face. The Ethereal horse let out a noise of pure glee as he fired off his spunk all over her, further degrading and embarrassing Ellen as she shuddered through this bliss.
Rina, naturally, swallowed down every drop in a show of whorish commitment and obsessive glee. She took it all down, belly bulging out a bit from the bloating delight of what she filled her stomach with, and as she drew back, she let out an over the top gasp of satisfaction. "Now they can fuck us," she gasped, letting loose a hungry noise and shoving forward, planting kisses up and down the length of the impressive cock with stormy, shameless delight. There was nothing dignified in her downfall, no moment of escape or sense through these sweet insanities, the pulsating madness thrilling her to her core, burning her body up with a need beyond sense
Ellen should have been intimidated by this. This was so profoundly nonsensical now to her that she had every reason to feel like this was over the line. But she couldn't. Her body ached with a desire that felt downright focused in its urgency, and rather than let it pull her back or scare her away, Ellen let it consume her. She followed her boss's lead in turning around and shifting about to herself in full up to the horse, down on all fours in an even more groveling and senseless position than before, all to receive this horsecock. Ellen offered her body up with a shudder of total glee, the shivers of a pleasure leaving her drowned by absolute insanity now.
"I'm doing this," she whined, her body shuddering through total glee, the baffling pleasure and excitement that left her in a place of absolute insanity, the burning hunger and the lust keeping her trapped in total madness, shudders of chaos and warmth that she was happy to give in to completely, the pleasures to keep her falling in to deeper, the throbbing insistence carrying her to want to fall into this all. "I'm letting a horse--ah, fuck me!" The abrupt insanity here became something truly insane, the pressure guiding her to lose her mind, spectacular greed and embarrassment compelling her to fall apart, giving in to the throb of total glee leaving her ashamed of herself, melting into the burning glee to keep her falling apart. It was a pleasure and a hunger to keep her needing more of this.
Horsecock split her open like nothing had before, the sensation of the flared cock head driving deep into her, ramming up until it was pressed up to her womb and battering away at her with a persistence and a heat too wild for sense, the pleasures and confusions leaving her to fall in to the burning insanity here, the persistent and gooey joy making her give in to the idea of losing her mind, an uncontrollable hunger guiding her to lose control under. It was an incredible thrill to keep her giving in deeper, the pleasures to continue carrying her along without sense, the persistence and frustration making her need to give in to the outrageous joys taking her deeper. She was powerless under these wicked pressures, an embarrassing persistence and shameful chaos ripping across her. She was a reckless mess needily sliding into the burning chaos and indulgence leaving her to want to give in completely now.
Deep, unstoppable throbs pushed carelessly forward, the pleasure and ferocity to keep up something truly shameless, persistent and gleeful lust crushing her down in the throbbing embarrassment to keep her giving in deeper, the stumbling throb of confusion and chaos leaving her a panicked mess. There was no reason for sense behind any of this, feelings confusing and sloppy, the persistence of things that brought her crashing into total insanity. The madness was persistent, desperate, pushing her to feel the weight of sloppy joys and senseless greed all pushing her to give in. Ellen kept up the noise, thrashing about in hotter euphoria, losing herself to mindless obsession and hunger while she gave up to it. This was too much, all coming crashing down on her at once, the brilliance and euphoria of gooey release leaving her to crumble for the sake of dizzier bliss.
"That's a good girl, take that horsecock for mommy," gasped Rina, looking at Ellen with total delight.
"There you are again, calling yourself mommy!" Ellen growled. .The infuriating panic weighed heavy in her voice, an unbalanced and confused mess of pleasures and attentions leaving her falling to pieces. There was nothing to do but break for the sloppy lust taking her, for pleasures and desires too exciting to be able to make sense of.
"You're just hearing things," Rina lied again.
Ellen was too gone to be able to fight against it, an inarguable mess of contradictory information all bearing down on her, leaving her ashamed and confused and lit up with an incredible need for more, the sweet spectacle of surrender and shame leaving her overwhelmed and overjoyed. She gave in to all of this with a burning need for more, the pleasures and frustrations guiding her to something that felt intangibly incredible. She needed more of it, refusing to slow down or be quiet while falling into the throes of gooey euphoria for this big dick and what it offered her now.
The horse continued to rail her pussy with merciless glee, sensations like she'd never known before breaking across Ellen and keeping her trapped in this intoxicating glee. She loved every second of what was happening to her, trapped in it and craving the joy of allowing herself this moment of surrender. There was no time for sense or dignity, the uncontrollable and untameable burn of sensation and satisfaction to keep up something incredible with. Ellen's body received each stroke like it was the most incredible thrill in the world. Fuck, maybe it was. She was crumbling harder, needier, faster, surrendering to the heat ripping across her, and this massive horsedick wreaked a havoc on her like nothing she knew how to manage. She accepted all of it, crashing into ecstasy and disarray, letting this beast bully her body around and bring her such incredible pleasure.
Screams of mindbroken ecstasy were a grim burst of glee and obsession for a girl losing her fucking mind. There felt like no sensible answer for the burning lusts all ripping through her now; it was too much, weighing her down with a remarkable surge of pleasure and passion and almost too-simple greed. She needed to let it take her to the limit, storms of sensation and heat building with hungry spectacle, a draining thrill bringing her deeper and deeper with each second passing her by. Ellen was getting closer to the edge, falling apart under the limits of her dignity and learning the hard way what simple joys could be found in sweet surrender.
There was no escaping these brutal, brilliant bursts of sensation now. Pleasure cut through her without a moment of sense, a treat Ellen was falling victim to with profound desperation, slipping into deeper shame, wondering how to hold together her thoughts and finding that she simply couldn't. There was so much pleasure to be given in to here, so many ways to slip into euphoria and disarray, and all she had to do was accept them. It was incredible, burning through her as she threw back her hips to try and feel the horsecock fill her just that little bit more, even if she wasn't sure such a thing even felt possible anymore. There was only euphoria, only the maddening pleasure burning across her body and teaching her to let go.
"I don't want to be with any man but a beast ever again!" Ellen screamed. The words surged from deep within, throbbing with an earnest need to lose her mind, careless escalations and passions ripping her to pieces, inviting her to slide into deeper warmth and rapturous want. Everything felt too good, burns of a pleasure so senseless and frantic that it became inescapable for her. She was desperate for more, giving in with trembling bliss to a lust and a ferocity making her head spin. It felt too good, everything all at once demanding from her total surrender to these terms.
The orgasm of a lifetime tore through her while she howled out in glee, the unraveling of her dignity leaving Ellen to scream out through this mad ecstasy, a bliss and a chaos and a surging hunger leaving her in a place now of total desperation, a euphoric hit of greed and excitement bringing her to something remarkable and baffling. Ellen could barely keep her head on straight while she crumbled for these surges of brilliance and hunger, the blissful slide into a ruin and a hunger she needed more than anything in the world.
Cum overflowed in her womb and gushed out around the stretched-out pussy swallowing up the equine cock. She fell to pieces for these sweet feelings, thrills of euphoria and shameless hunger surging across her in mad surrender, an invitation into chaos making her feel too good to make any sense of things driving her crazy with greed and warmth. This lust was too much to make sense of, an impossible to manage mess of feelings and delights guiding her to surrender. It was too much pleasure, so good and so intense in its demanding lusts that she felt herself needing to just give in. Pure bliss ripped across her now, feelings of a pleasure and a heat she was determined to make the most of.
Rina called out, "You understand now!" as she let go, too. Her climax was loud, senseless, building up with a tremendous need to let go, and all she had to do was roll with this insanity. She was proud of the possibilities here, feelings of sloppy joys and thrill she was able to give in to, thrown into disarray and loving the sheer pleasures making her want to give in to this in unstoppable greed. There was nothing sensible here, the pleasures and the hungers to give in to. Ellen was losing her mind now, changing all sense into the hopeless, empty-headed bliss of total ruin, surrender to the pleasures and the hungers all sweeping across her now. It felt like too much to make any sense of.
But it all felt so fucking good! Ellen wasn't sure what to make of any of it, but she was certain to keep finding out and keep savouring these gooey joys as the thrills took her ever lower into this mess. She was committed, shivering through endless satisfactions, knowing that these thrills had become all she could think about, all she wanted, and under that profound weakness came the reality check that tore her to pieces.
Rina was right. about everything. And Ellen liked it.
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For her third visit, Ellen had taken on more ink on her boss's dime, thinking she was getting a sweet deal by doing it, but instead only more assuredly feeding Rina's fetish for having the girls on her payroll inked up as Ethereal-owned sluts.
Fittingly, 'ETHEREAL-OWNED SLUT' was now written across her back over top a pair of paw print tattoos on her shoulders to mark where she'd first been mounted by a canine. A tramp stamp showed off a cute little shark girl face with her mouth open to receive cum from a cartoonish horsecock. It was a step closer to the madness upon her, and she was happy to wear it, happy to flaunt the growing insanity of these strange passions, a tension and a heat making her fall into deeper senselessness, a shameful sort of feeling only made better by the ugly reality of this bliss and lust taking her.
"What are we looking for today?" Ellen asked, her body trembling with delight and impatience. She didn't feel distant or low-energy. Not now. Not here. Something burned up from deep within her and screamed for her to lose all control to this storm of desire and satisfaction, and she was ready to explore it deep.
"Tentacles," rumbled Rina. "They're like nothing else. I can't wait to help you experience them firsthand." She caressed lovingly along Ellen's front, toying with her new clitoral piercing and winding her up for the senseless shudders of a pleasure sweeping up madly through her body with only one goal in mind. The rush of sensation was overbearing, excessive and forceful as it dragged Ellen down with her.
But Ellen remained needy, open, eagerly accepting the sensations for the dangers they posed and inching down toward the strange relief throbbing up through her body. It was an impossible feeling to fight off, an irresistible urgency making her want to accept how nice it was to give up to temptation. "I'm excited." She hadn't been steered wrong so far by Rina, and she trusted now in this situation that the same would happen, a tense and fraying burn of excitement rumbling through her body as she braced for the madness upon her.
The element of surprise snuck up on both women; even Rina wasn't ready for the abruptness of tentacles seizing her ankles and yanking her back from Ellen, who turned around to find a tentacle seizing her torso and plucking her up off the ground with an effortless pull. She went happily, trembling in shivers of satisfaction and surprise while the mess of tentacles advanced upon them, a monster formed of writhing limbs of various lengths and girths all flailing madly about, and it had its sights set now sharply on making her have to give up to these storms of aggression and surprise. Tendrils seized their limbs, dragging them around, pulling them in all manner of motions and pulling up at them, ready to find ways to fuck them with uncontrollable vigor.
The first tentacles slipped into their pussies. Girthy tendrils filling them up, fucking into them in ways that let Rina and Ellen both express bursts of molten joy. Pushed up against one another in face to face delight, the surges of euphoria and hunger, their bodies were squished up together, forced into the snug squeeze and excitement on offer while shaken to the core by the sheer panic and pressure upon them. Nothing had to make sense, nothing had to be normal. Feeling herself squished in against Rina's big chest, Ellen grabbed her boss and went for a messy kiss to share together in the celebratory madness of tentacles sliding deep into them both, the pounding, pulsating thrills that started without sense or control at using her so thoroughly. The pleasure was sharp, a maddening surge of every aching bliss she needed, cravings igniting within her the most tempestuous and stormy of thrills now.
The tireless lust built within her to a tense and strained burst of satisfactions and delights she had no idea how to contain. So much pleasure ripped through her body at once, all of it focused on the throbbing excitement and the senseless, potent glee of something voracious, senseless, and tearing her to pieces. Her thoughts crumbled while she gave in to the idea of letting go, and amid the thrusts drilling sloppy and deep into their cunts, there felt like something almost freeing about going all out with Rina and letting these desires rip her asunder.
But more tentacles pushed onward, gripping Ellen and Rina's plump asses and spreading their cheeks apart, letting equally girthy tentacles slam up into their asses and send them into overdrive. An intense double penetration making Ellen thrash out in glee, "These are amazing already!" she moaned.
"That's why I wanted you to feel them next," gasped Rina. "Saving the best for last on the types of monsters how can make you into a dumb monster cock-addicted slut!
Their bodies pressed in tighter together, smooshed in with the burning thrill of sloppy excitement and needy euphoria ripping trough them both. Neither girl had it in them to contain themselves, the pleasures pushing their thoughts to the breaking point in surges of throbbing delight, decadent and persistent while they allowed these feelings to become everything for them. It was too much all at once, the surging chaos making their thoughts crumble, bringing them to let go of sense and accept the crushing delights and throbbing decadence behind all of this. .It was simply too much to handle, the burning persistence and the greedy heat ripping them both apart, with Ellen less studied and prepared than Rin was, but both of them committing to the burning bliss that it offered them.
More tentacles followed, groping their curves, tugging at their limbs, and most panic-inducing for Ellen, wriggling up against their urethras. "There?" she shrieked, left with no idea how to manage this or what to say in response to the harshness taking her. There was nothing quite like this feeling, her narrow piss slit never having before received more than some incidental rubbing while she touched herself, but now, the slender tentacle was pumping into her. Slow, eager, it slithered its way in deeper and starting on the shivers of a pleasure and an embarrassment that caught her wholly off guard. It wasn't something she felt ready to deal with, but it imposed itself on her regardless, the pressure and excitement making her want to explore the wildest reaches of pleasure and excitement, a pressure ripping across her with an outrageous surge of sloppy glee, an excitement too wicked to make any sense of.
The penetration up into her bladder was unique among all the insane joys making her give in, the pleasures too mad and shameless to process, senseless and depraved in every way she needed most, all for the sake of burning euphoria. Ellen squirmed against these feelings, the weirdness and the pressure of things making her have to give in deeper, struggling through the weight of clumsy ecstasies and panics to want to give in to all of this, a complete meltdown of frustrations and needs confusing her deeper, stronger, hotter. It throbbed across her body with the outrageous warmth and the passion making her feel better and hotter about these mad feelings, lost in shudders of senseless and electric greed. It was a lot to have to give in to, a lot to have to face while sliding into deeper insanity, confused beyond sense and growing more and more baffled as she let these feelings take her.
"Fuck every hole in me," begged Rina, shrieking out in spectacular glee as she thrashed against all this lust. She was unstoppable, noisy, crassly committing herself to pleasures making her head spin and keeping her trapped in something she didn't want to escape. She felt incredible, giving up to the storms and the hungers with less and less in the way of restraint to save her from these thrills. "My piss slit is just another hole for monster cocks. I'm nothing but holes!" Rina carved out the spectacle of being an insane, shameless example, proving herself to be a mess of fearless passion and greedy joy, driven by the need within her body to give up and let herself be taken to the limit. It was everything she could have hoped for. She needed more of it, feeding the sloppy lust, urgency throbbing across her with thrills more senseless and infuriating than she could make any sense of. Nothing made sense through all of this, pleasure surging in sloppier glee across her.
Ellen had never felt anything this good, pleasures urging her to want to give in to the burning humiliation and chaos and passion keeping her in a place of total insanity, the pressure and the chaos and frustration of things leaving her to want to give in to these baffling feelings, into the burning persistence and warmth keeping her giving in deeper. Her bladder wasn't supposed to be a point of pleasure to leave her feeling this good, but there she was, embracing rapturous hunger and warmth keeping her giving in deeper, the pleasures to keep her falling into deeper need, the warmth and the hunger leaving her to fall completely to pieces. There wasn't much here to do but give in, rapturous heat and confusion making the best of something smothering her with total glee, the exhaustion wearing her down, making her feel better, making her crave this glee.
Her body thrashed about in dizzier, greedier joy, electric lusts ripping through her without any restraint or calm. Senseless, dizzy, enticing her to fall to pieces, the penetration of her bladder brought her a joy unlike anything she’d ever experienced in her life, and the needs to give in to it were simply too much now for her to resist. She gave up to these spectacular desires, thrilled by the delight and the hunger and the simple need in her to break down completely. There was nothing for Ellen but the desperate, shuddering thrills, a joyful warmth making her want to give up to this all, losing her mind to the thunderous greed making her lose her mind. There felt like nothing but total bliss to all of this, senseless thrills and throbs of a satisfaction to keep giving in to, the pleasures to make her fall apart, melting into the outrageous hunger and chaos and heat making her fall to pieces now.
Another brilliant orgasm had her pussy gushing all over the tentacles, her eyes rolling into the back of her head while these feelings tore through her, the pleasure and ferocity of a senseless bliss she was giving in to fully, the brilliance and hunger to keep her giving in completely. There was no restraint to all of this, feelings sloppy and merciless, melting her thoughts into total excitement, the molten panic and hunger and pleasure keeping her giving up utterly. It was an outrageous burn of pleasures making her need to give in utterly. To succumb to all of it felt incredible, her pussy a gushing wreck still receiving this merciless, sloppy pounding
Rina came loud and hard, too, hollering, "Fuck us harder than this!" with a defiant need to see herself and Ellen turned inside-out with delight. She got what she wished for, feeling the tentacle pull out of her ass--while her pussy and bladder remained penetrated--while Ellen felt all the tentacles leave her, a complaint building up in confusion and heat while she braced for the strangeness awaiting her.
"This is so good," Ellen whined, thrashing against these pleasures, trying prepare herself for this. "What are they going to do n--oh. Oh! Ohh." Her body shook in excitement, a tentacle sliding up her ass and then wriggling forward, starting to make its way up deep through her, into her guts, then further into her actual guts. Ellen began to make a lot of noises totally divorced from reason or control, a senseless throb of pleasures and embarrassments making her fear the sudden sweep of excitement hitting her, the pleasures all ripping across her body while she hung there in ripe shame and delight, trapped in feelings more potent and confusing than she knew how to manage.
But the tentacle continued to push up through her, leaving Ellen less and less coherent with each twist of it around inside of her. It was a girthy tentacle, too, pushing around in there and leaving her willpower to falter and her head to spin in harder, hotter euphoria. Throbbing joys pushed her to stranger places while it wriggled its way up in her. "How far in is it going to g--gluk! Gluk!" Wide her eyes as wide as they had ever been, Ellen received the rude awakening and deranged mania of the tentacle coming back up out of her mouth making its way up through the back and out the front.
Rina couldn't get out a syllable of congratulation for her first time getting fucked all the way through before the tentacle filled her up, too. Into her mouth and down through the same systems the right way forward this time. It snaked its way through Rina, making her thrash and heave in shaky bliss while all these ugly spectacles thrilled her, a pleasure too insistent and wild for her to be was able to resist. Rina's hands spilled free and she dragged Ellen in close against her, throbbing in total delight while they shared in this together. She was ready for all of it, falling to pieces in delight while the pressure bore down upon her and she welcomed the joy of giving in, spectacular warmth breaking her apart,.
The tentacle fucked them both, in one, out them, in the other, out the other. It was like nothing Ellen could have imagined in all her wildest dreams, a spiraling madness making her feel better and better while she surrendered so completely to these sinful thrills. It made no sense to her, but within it came the most incredible of thrills, a joy and a heat she could embrace while falling harder to pieces. There was no room to make sense of this, but under Rina’s persistent guidance, Ellen was learning so much. Feeling so much. Maybe too much. Maybe too heavy a weight upon her, ripping her to pieces, pushing with a senseless euphoria and a fire more intense than she knew how to manage. It all felt too good for her to make sense of, a ruthless burn pushing her to feel better and messier and sloppier while this lust took her to places she couldn't contain.
As if all that wasn’t enough, the tentacle slipped back around and shoved up into her cunt, filling her pussy once more and ramming up into her with a renewed vigor. Double penetration with one cock, fucked airtight, her whole body powerless against swells of dominant, ruthless lust driven by a singular need to unravel her. The wildest fantasies in Ellen's head could not have prepared her for this, but the weight of sensation and chaos wore now at her focus, treating her to the unstoppable thrill and mania of things she was happy to be ruined by.
A tentacle slipped back into her bladder again, but this time, it was joined by one emerging from the tentacle in her pussy, a smaller tendril that penetrated gently into her womb and began to fuck it too, claiming places that never should have offered a pleasure like they did, but now that they did, she was lit up with fanatical delight, joyfully committing herself to a surrender and a chaos that had the power to change her life. Maybe ruin it. Maybe make it better. Maybe both! Ellen was spiraling while these tentacles used her body in such profane ways, invading places that had felt almost sacred until now, a lesson in truths profane and divine. Bladder, ass, mouth, pussy, womb were all claimed at once and with remarkable urgency, the intense glee that ripped her apart, tore through her with destructive vigor and a glee she couldn’t do anything to ground now. It felt too good for that, pleasure sending her into spiraling mania, treating her to the deepest, ugliest mess of adventurous bliss, of pleasures ripping her thoughts to shreds and teaching her to lose herself. Mindless, sloppy, driven by absolute mania, she let herself fall victim to this delight, and she accepted that nothing else in the world could make her feel this good.
Another mind-blowing orgasm tore across her while filled and violated on all new frontiers and loving every second of it. She came her brains out, eyes rolling back as she crashed into the beautiful euphoria of giving in, losing control and savouring the sloppy joys taking her to the limit. It felt like too much, a burn of sloppy lust brilliantly carrying her to exhaustion and hunger, the passionate slide into things she was doomed to have to give in to and which she loved every maddening second of. There was only joy for Ellen now, only crushing euphoria and satisfaction teaching her to let go of herself and embrace the unstoppable, insatiable glee. Cum filled into her womb and her bladder, leaving her overwhelmed as she gushed and squirted even more intense than she had before. She was happy to be thrown into the deep end, happy to be ruined and ravaged like this, and all she needed now was the brilliant moment of release and acceptance that followed ,the certainty that these destructive joys were not simply the path to losing her mind, but something higher. Something incredible.
There was only calm now as she slumped down into this warmth. As her body twitched and writhed in a euphoria unlike anything she knew how to manage, so drained and elated and happy to simply receive the ugly thrill upon her. Ellen went limp, lips still flush to her boss's while she learned in that moment that the visceral mania of what she had fallen into was the greatest pleasure in the world, and with that in mind, the only thing left to do was keep fucking crashing. She saw the light now, and she didn't know how she could see anything else.
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The buzzer went off and let Belle in. She held a small array of hard drives wrapped up nicely in gift paper to help hide what it truly was, but as the door opened, Ellen knew exactly what the proxy was bringing. Underneath her sheer tights, the thiren's new leg tattoos were standing out bright. On one leg, a diagonal pattern resembling the lining of a cage, while on the other, a tribal-style tattoo pattern made of bumpy, ugly tentacles rode up high along her thigh.
"Oh god, you're here," Ellen said, pulling her lollipop from her mouth and pointed it at Belle. "Rina's been waiting."
"I have the new footage," Belle said, cheeks lit up. "I'm really uh--wow. You really showed up for it. You were amazing in it."
"Cool," was all Ellen said as she invited Belle in and led her to Rina's office. It was after work hours, which meant Rina was stripped naked and ramming her latest monster cock toy in her cunt, this one a multi--pronged tentacle thing, supplemented with a matching tentacle clit sucker vibrator she held in her other hand, keeping it over her pierced clit and grinding in the chair.
On the video screen was a happy revisit of Corin's first time, when she was barely a teen, held down and getting rutted into like a worthless bitch by a dog. She'd fallen even more fully for the deranged lies offered to her by Rina, with a big 'DOGS ONLY' heart tattoo over her right ass cheek and a tramp stamp that called her ass a 'doggy door'. Rina fucked herself happily along to this, even saying along with the video, "I was younger than you when I got my first know, you have no excuse."
Belle bit her lip as she stepped into the room with the offered video. "It's here," she said, awkwardly announcing her presence and clearing her through. "Sorry it took so long to prepare, I... I really lost track of time editing these." Her cheeks were bright pink by now.
"I'm so glad to see you, Belle," moaned Rina. "You've been so good to me, and it sounds like you've been enjoying the videos a bit more, too."
"A little," admitted Belle. She'd spent the whole night before fucking herself to the video on loop, hours of it, endless orgasms. "But I'm uh... I'm glad it's working out." Being this nervous was off-putting and frustrating for Belle, but she was so embarrassed by this whole situation and how much she was into it.
Ellen took the opportunity, now that she'd finished answering the door, to undress herself too. She pulled her uniform off to reveal that she had inked herself up like the Ethereal-owned monster cockslut she was. 'SHARKSLEEVE' read her inner thigh with an arrow pointing up to her pussy. One tattoo snaked its way up her belly and her chest, up toward her neck, showing off her guts up through to her throat straightened out by a cartoonish horsecock to signal her new addiction to being fucked all the way through. The underside of her breasts now had tattooed tentacles that mimicked cupping her tits from below. But she hadn't only gotten ink; the real star was her new 'Princess Albertina' piercing, a ring going through her urethral opening and up through the top of her vaginal roof to come out again, a constant reminder to toy with and play with. At least, when she didn’t' have a vibrating wand up there, and nowadays, she was walking around with one during all of her cleaning work, including now, with the little handle sticking out.
Belle's eyes lit up. "Wow, even more since last time," she gasped. "You look good."
"When are you getting a womb tattoo and joining us?" Ellen asked with a crooked smile. "We'd love to bring you along one time, if you're enjoying the videos so much."
"Oh, you should do that!" gasped Rina. "Mommy would love to bring you."
"Did you just call yourself mommy?" Belle asked, a factor that shook her voice more than anything else so far.
"You get used to it," Ellen said, drawing in closer to Belle and feeling her up through her shirt. "Why don't you pull up a seat and we can watch the new footage together?" She didn't give Belle much of a choice, urging her down into a chair and copping more feels on her, ready to spread the love around.