ilk

Filii septima.
I woke from my nightly slumber, moonlight streaming in through my closed window. Adjusting myself slightly, I again closed my eyes to return to my rest. No more than a few moments elapsed when a heard the sound of something tapping at my window. Sighing a little, I was content to wait for the noise to stop before I fell back asleep.
I smiled a little, remembering how as a child, I used to be scared of the slightest noises at night. At this point in life, however, a nuke could go off in my room and I don’t think I’d care enough to get out of bed. One could reasonably say I was going through a rough patch in life, and that I had somewhat given up on things altogether. The tapping on my window grew louder; I turned my head towards the window, for pete’s sake, what was-
I was tossed out of my thoughts upon seeing a large dark figure, six and a half feet tall at least, slip into my room. With red eyes that burned like hellfire adorned on the figure’s horned head, my boredom quickly transformed to interest. Dreaming, I suppose I was; a pretty seamless dream at that. I had thought I was still awake. But I was personally no stranger to lucid dreams, so I wasn’t too surprised.
Still snug under my covers, I looked over the creature’s black body as it slowly rose to …her feet. A she, was it? It clearly had full breasts, and wide hips. No penis between those exposed legs either. The nude creature’s head and shoulders were the most interesting aspects of her, at least to me. Her shoulders were terribly spiked, and flared to the sides. Her head was adored with large horns that spread out quite a distance, making her head look a lot larger than it was. Her nose and mouth were perhaps like that of a dinosaur, with a muzzle and small dotted nostrils protruding from her fanged mouth.
Before I knew it, my covers slid off of my now exposed body. Perhaps this was a poor time to only be wearing boxers to bed. The figure wasted no time, climbing onto the bed, pressing her crotch snugly against mine, and placing her clawed hands on my bare chest. Her hands and legs were accounted for, but there was something around my neck too? I slowly felt a tightness around my neck, all while the creature’s burning eyes stared into my own. The dark figure leaned down, her mouth near my right. ear.
“Filii septima… whispers below feed off...”
The voice was hushed, and sounded as though it came from a female. Nonetheless, she stopped herself. Her eyes widened, and I could feel my neck tighten. Looking down as much as I could, I saw that she was strangling me with her tail. I thought to myself, how did I miss that detail?
My thoughts were interrupted as the figure began to claw at my chest, drawing blood. The sensation was honestly not too displeasing to me, and it was at this point the figure spoke again.
“What are you? Why can’t you be frightened? I’m going to kill you..”
She then started shaking the bed? She started slapping her hips up and down on my boxers, shaking the bed as though to startle me. I waited for her to finish, her grip loosening on my neck.
Her eyes shifted from a menacing glare to plain confusion. Her change in expression was so sudden and genuine I felt the need to say something.
“I, uh.. typically don’t find dreams scary, sorry. Vivid dreams are kind of my thing, so this isn’t really too surprising or scary-”
“I need to feed! Fear will only do..” she interrupted me as she began to sniff and smell at my body. Her backside twitched for a moment, and she lifted her crotch off of mine, to see what had poked her. In her tantrums and squirming fits, she had rubbed up against my junk enough to where my engorged and swollen cock was now poking out of my boxers for the world to see.
I let out a quiet cough, somewhat surprised I had gotten so erect from this otherworldly creature. Suddenly, a mass of small black writhing tentacles began to wrap themselves around my erection, squeezing it tightly. The figure scooted up a bit, dragging her privates against my body until she was sitting on my lower chest. She proceeded to place her hands on my throat, choking and shaking my head to and fro.
I don’t know if I was supposed to feel fear or not, but my erection being viciously played with was only turning me on. I started to faintly smile as she shook me, which in turn only made her more upset. She leaned down once again, this time biting my shoulder tightly. I moaned as she bit into me, taking my arms and roughly grabbing her upper body so that she had to stay pressed against me.
I felt my cock being freed from the tentacles as I fought to keep her squeezed to my chest. I took my legs and locked them around hers, proceeding to lower my legs so that my erection began to feel around her crotch. With a few moments, my swollen cock slid into her with a single moist sound.
Both of us moaned at that exact moment. I had not gotten off in some time, so the sensation was extremely intense. I started rocked my hips up and down, her pussy making the most shameless noises. Stopping her resistance, she stopped and looked at me as though I was a freak of nature. Which, in all honesty, may not have been too off the mark considering what I was doing.
She then adjusted herself until her breasts were pressed against my chest. She told me to open my mouth, and I did. What I did not expect, however, was when three incredibly long pink tongues shot out of her mouth, directly into mine.It was as though I was choking, suddenly my entire mouth of filled up, two of her tongues filling my mouth and the other going down my throat. Unable to speak or breath, my balls tightened all the more, and my movements became more erratic and frenzied. Without warning, my seed abruptly shot inside of her in quick bursts, spurt after spurt. I felt her tongues exit my mouth, and her tense body seemed to relax. She remained atop me for a couple minutes, quietly fading from my view without a word before I had a chance to say anything.
The next day was rather uneventful. Before I knew it, night had fallen, and I was again snug in my bed. Around an hour after laying down, my bed became covered in a shadow - more black than darkness. My hands and feet were latched onto by dark, wet rope, binding my arms above my head, and my feet to one another. I squirmed a bit, but to no avail, they were bound to me incredibly tightly. With a swift movement, my bed sheets were torn to the floor, exposing my fully nude body. I planned ahead this time.
Leaping onto my bed this night was an different figure - but oddly similar to the one from last evening. With the body of a pale, well endowed woman, (both with wide hips and ample breasts) and the legs and head of a goat, her appearance was incredibly off putting. A huge gold nose ring hung from her nostrils, as well as her breasts. Her hands were clawed like that of a lion’s, and she wasted no time using them.
Sitting on my crotch, she raked her hands against my chest, howling something obscene. I felt something pass over my ever growing penis, latching on to it and squeezing as hard as it could. I let out a scream, both of pain and of masochistic pleasure - but not of fear. Subconsciously, somewhere in my mind, I knew this spirit or figure was going to keep visiting my dreams. I loved it, as she raked her claws against my flesh and squeezed my erection until it hurt, I accepted her as my mistress. To the point where my mind began to go blank, and I found myself speaking unintentionally.
“Harder.. harder…”
The figure stopped for a moment, looking me in the eye. Her expression changed from anger to something… different. I heard her say the following words, so quietly I didn’t even know if she meant for me to hear them.

“...Even without fear I can siphon some energy this way…”
My penis was let go of, and immediately plunged into her moist, tight vagina. I moaned in pleasure as she rode me with wild, erotic movements. She felt incredible, it felt like I was melting-
She stopped moving, and left my cock hanging about in the air. She wouldn’t move.
“P..p..” I stuttered out clumsily, hands still bound above my head. “Put it back in.. please..”
She wouldn’t. My swollen cock was visibly throbbing, desperate to return to her dripping pussy. I had to think of something, I needed this. A thought hit me.
“W-wait!” I fumbled out. “You siphon away people’s fear, right? That’s why you came at f-first? If I feel frightened, will you put it back in?” I was desperate. I wanted nothing more in life then to fuck her twisted and unnatural form.
She said nothing, but in her eyes, something changed. I went for it. I reached as far as I could, dredging up past experiences and emotions, until her eyes began to light up. A dark smile passed over her face, and she immediately buried my cock inside of her again.
The extreme pleasure returned in an intense burst, my body and mind feeling weak, almost as though I was ill. Wait, was her other worldly fear siphoning ability fatal? Was that why, even as I was experiencing sexual nirvana, it felt like I was fading away? I thought about this for a moment, but I couldn't dwell on it. The only thing on my mind right now was the primal fucking I was experiencing.
Minutes felt like hours, but when those hours finally elapsed, I erupted inside of her, loads of white hot seed shooting up deep inside of her. The orgasm was so intense that my penis continued to convulse even minutes after the initial ejaculation. She remained on top of me, keeping me inside of her. After a few minutes I had the courage to speak, feeling weak.
“...Miss… demon… woman…w-what exactly are you going to do from here on out-?”
My question was interrupted by her leaning down, speaking softly into my ear.
“You’re too fun to kill. Not yet. Every night, expect me. I expect to drink on your fear and lust every evening until you cannot give me anymore. And when you can’t, then I’ll do away with you.”
With that, she faded from my sight. I didn’t know if she was being serious, or if she was just playing with my head.
I prayed to god she was being serious.
Ilk.