The Maiden of Iron 2

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The moments inside are strange at first. You can feel the tendrils all around you, moving, wriggling, wetly rubbing all over your body. It feels surprisingly good, if inhumanly strange. You are gently turned, laying onto your back inside of her as you feel her lay back.
'Oh Anon... I dreamed of the days when you would come back. A Paladin. A hero. ...I-- I wanted to be there and see you ride up and--'
'I know, Sarah. I would have swept you onto my horse, and ask you to marry me...'
'Oh Anon!'
You feel her move even more around you, drawing your arms and legs deeper into her tendrils as she feels you, holds you. Begins to caress you in ways no human woman could. Tendrils rub and shift around your naked groin, lightly prodding your balls and one lovingly curls around your penis.
'This... this is your penis...' comes her voice almost in wonder. 'Oh... you feel so /good/ inside me. So hungry... my instincts are driving me wild!'
In response to this what becomes tentative exploring of your body becomes avid and fierce caresses. Her tongue-like appendages and wriggling tentacles lick and stroke you all across your body. What feels like five different tongues all at once begin to take turns licking your cock which rapidly and shockingly goes erect as your mind both rebels and rationalizes at once -This is Sarah, the girl you love. The girl you were going to marry.- -This is a Monster about to feast on you. She is clearly designed to suck men dry. What if she can't stop?- -But this is Sarah. She would never hurt me. I love her.-
As if she reads your mind, she purrs in your ear, her voice seeming to come right in against you, 'I love you, Anon. I will never hurt you. ...I-I wanted our first time to be special. On our wedding night. But this will have to do. ...Oh Anon, you feel so good!'
'God, Sarah... you are making me feel so good!'
'Mmmm, just lay back and enjoy, my love. Its all I can give you now, but we have this... my love... Aaah~'
As she moans out with pleasure, the orifice in the front of her casket ripples forward, swallowing your cock inside of its tentacle laced maw. A passage, deep and tight, slips wetly over your cock. You feel positively drenched now in the fluid her insides produce, and now your shaft is completely bathed in a tight, wriggling passage full of squirming folds of flesh that feel like tongues licking your cock.
You can feel her demonic energy all around you now, infusing you as your own spiritual energy rises to answer. You had much training in this, knowing how your use of the spiritual energy drove your abilities as a Paladin. And that energy was the opposite of the demonic energy of the monsters, but it was also the source they needed to feed upon. Closing your eyes, surrendering to your mutual need of both escape... and giving in to the desires of the woman you love, you surrender utterly to her.
'Ooooooh... you're leaking into me, Anon. I can feel your energy~. Mmmmmm... Its so good! Its making everything inside of me tingle... almost like I'm still a woman.'
'You are, Sarah. You're my woman. My love. My wife.'
'Ara ara~. The things you say to me. You always knew how to charm me off my feet, beloved. You make me so /wet/'
As she says this, the passage around your cock begins to move, lewd wet sounds beginning as a slow ride begins. With your eyes closed you can almost imagine her astride you now, rocking herself. But nothing in your mind prepares you for the feeling of the rest of her. The tendrils rub and knead into your flesh, soothing aches and tenderly caressing what wounds you had from your lossed battle above. You can actually /feel/ your body healing under her touch as it feels like you are cradled and massaged from head to foot. Tendrils scritch softly against your scalp, rubbing in tight little circles, as others lick your cheeks, rubbing over your brow and wriggling soft licks into your ears as she so often loved to do when you sat with her. You squirm as she does so, and you can hear her giggle.
'Mmmm... beloved still has sensitive ears... will you let me suckle them?'
'Aaah... I don't... really have a choice~...,' you admit, panting... fighting the utterly pleasurable sensation of this slow, sensual full body fucking you are receiving. She is receiving spiritual energy in light wafts from your body with every output of your pleasurable responses, the rise of your ardor and lust.
With a dominance she often displayed that thrilled you from time to time, she teases, 'No... you don't~'.
You feel tentacle mouths opening to capture your earlobes, suckling softly like her mouth would have, tongues inside licking out to tease your ear canals in such a way to make you arch and cry aloud.
She seems well intent to make this first time last, knowing there is nothing in the world to prevent or interuppt this. You can do nothing for your friends anymore, even if you escaped with her right now... but you could avenge them. The Sorceress would take power to fight. Power you didn't have.
Yet worry over your duty is erased as the pure loving expression of this new form the girl of your dreams has taken consumes you as the slow love making becomes faster.
'Oh god, Sara!,' you cry out, before a tendril slides to your mouth. Opening and pressing against it with a mouth that feels like the one you kissed so many times. Her tongue, or a tongue, wriggles into your mouth as you moan. Yet still her voice comes.
'Aaaah~, Anon! I am so hungry! Please! Don't hold back... give it to me! Give me everything!'
The wet slurping around your cock grows frantic. You had been virginal before this, but years of training to control your libido and fight even when monsters used their most skilled seduction techniques have left you not a helpless thing when it comes to controlling your urges. But with that need, that scream of love... you surrender your last mental barrier and begin to cum.
Thick white semen pours up from within you, spilling out into the capturing, sucking, squeezing, milking fleshy passage... and the cry of your beloved as she screams in real climax resounds in your ears as she kisses you, licks you, fondles you ferociously with every tentacle and tendril and tongue she has. You pour out your love as you pour our your seed, surrendering spiritual energy and semen both to the woman you love, not caring anymore if she is an Iron Maiden.
You just know she is yours. And you are hers.
Gasping in shock you collapse, feeling lethargy and a deep glow of relaxation sink into your muscles across your whole body... yet she is still moving, still wriggling, still writhing around you...
'Aaa-anon? ...You can give more, right? I can feel... yes. You're still hard...'
'D-demonic energy... tends to do that...,' you gasp softly.
'I think I can show you what else I can do then... mmmnn. That felt so good. I need more. I can feel myself growing stronger and... ooooooh you taste so good!'
Then, before you can blink, the second orifice behind you in the back of her casket presses and nuzzles up against your ass. Tentacles wriggling against your butt cheeks so toned and muscular from your riding in the saddle during your training. You gasp and squirm.
'Ara ara~... does my husband have another weak spot?'
You moan, feeling your cheeks go red. You can't deny this feels good. Even if... aaah!
The feeling is like a tongue, wet and thick, licking at your backdoor... and then slowly all the way up the crack of your ass.
'My husband tastes good in so many ways... mmmm. I'm going to like having you inside me like this, Anon. Some days I just wanted to force you onto your back in the hay loft and have you make a woman out of me. But now... now we can be together, and make love, and share this kind of pleasure.'
She licks again, as the orifice in front withdraws and is replaced by the licking tongues again. Bathing your cock in such a way that it feels like five different women are licking you all at once. The tongue behind you squirms as other suckling mouth tendrils open. Beginning to suck on your skin in several spots. Your nipples, your cheeks, your fingertips, your toes. Even as that tongue begins to lick insistently at your pucker, causing you to buck inside of her, you can only hear her laugh.
'Mmmmm. We're going to have so much fun now, Anon. Don't worry... I have a plan...'
Whimpering is about the only noise you can make with the little mouths suckling on your glans now, like tiny loving mouths slurping at you.
'I'm going to keep you inside of me and infuse you with enough demonic energy that you become an Incubus, like they tell about.'
'B-but...' Your vows. Your oath. Your--...
'Once you are stronger, once /I/ am stronger... after feeding on one another's energies... we can break free. We can beat her together, Anon. She never checks on me... I'm a reject, as far as she is concerned. She told me so. And once you are my Incubus... you will have all the magical power you need to defeat her and everything she has made... and I will be at your side~! We can do it, my love!'
You open your eyes and look up, and smile sadly, 'This means I'll never be a full Paladin... ...but you're right. I love you, Sarah. I would have given up everything for you. The only reason I wanted to be a Paladin in the first place was to be worthy of you...'
'Oh Anon... I love you. You were always worthy of me... ...and now.'
You feel her loving mouth-tentacle kiss you again full on the mouth slowly and intimately.
'...Lets show that bitch the power of our love.'
Crying out in pleasure, surrendering utterly and completely, drinking in the demonic energy and the bliss your Iron Maiden beloved is giving you all over your body... you release again into those eagerly licking tongues as other things begin to happen behind you. You feel her drink in your spiritual energy, lapping up every drop of your cum and then swallowing your cock again with a glad cry.
The love making between man and wife had only just begun.

The Sorceress had no idea what was coming for her.