The girls hesitate another moment before finally steeling themselves against the disgust and fear coursing through their bodies. They lower their heads in unison, taking your order as a command they can no longer ignore or disobey. As one, they move forward to service you, each girl taking a turn licking and sucking at your anus while the others watch in horror and fascination from the sidelines.

As they service you, Jasmine can't help but wonder how far this will go. The line between pleasure and pain has blurred so much that she's no longer sure which is which anymore. She glances at the others, their faces smeared with sweat and tears, and knows that they feel it too. There's a desperate plea in their eyes for release from this nightmare, but there seems to be no end in sight.

Jasmine narrows her eyes at you, unimpressed by your attitude. "Fine then," she says coolly, "be that way." The other girls exchange worried glances as they begin to wonder if they've made a mistake. After several long seconds of tense silence, Ellie finally speaks up in a quiet voice.

"I don't think we should push him away," she says hesitantly, looking at you with her big doe eyes. "We could... I dunno, make him feel welcome?

Jasmine rolls her eyes but reluctantly nods in agreement. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "Ellie's right. We should be polite." She turns back to you, forcing a fake smile onto her face. "So uh... welcome to our little group, Jay. We hope you're enjoying your stay with us so far!" The other girls nod in unison, some more enthusiastically than others.

"What would you like to do first?"

The other girls gasp as you comply with Jasmine's order, stripping off your clothes revealing a massive demon cock. "Oh my God," Claire whispers, her eyes wide with shock and excitement. She takes a step closer, unable to resist the urge to get a better look.

Beatrice bites her lip, her cheeks flushing as she watches you. She's never seen anything like this before, and despite herself, she finds it incredibly arousing. "So...

As the demon violates her, Claire screams in agony, her voice echoing through the room. Tears stream down her face, mixing with sweat and blood from where she bit her lip earlier. She tries to fight back, but it's no use; the restraints hold her tightly in place as he takes her again and again.

Madison shudders violently, tears streaming unchecked down her face. She can feel herself growing weaker, her body unable to cope with the horrors she's witnessing.

With a final thrust, the demon impregnates Claire as well. Her body convulses one last time before going limp on the table, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to regain control of herself. The room is silent except for their labored breathing and the sound of blood dripping onto the floor.

Finally, the demon releases them from their restraints, standing back to admire his work. "There now," he croons menacingly, "that wasn't so bad was it?"

The demon's massive cock stretches Madison's opening to its limits as it slides deeper and deeper inside her, filling her up completely with each powerful thrust. Her back arches further, fingers digging into the floor as she tries to hold onto some semblance of control while her body is taken over by primal urges. The rest of the girls watch in awe, their own pleasure heightened by the sight and sounds of Madison's ecstasy.

The demon continues to pound into Madison with brutal force, her body shaking beneath him as she cries out in a mix of pain and pleasure. Jasmine watches, transfixed, as the dom clone kneels before her and slowly removes her clothes, revealing her small but perfect breasts and smooth, shaven pussy.

*Her heart races as the dom clone positions herself between her legs, spreading her wet folds with gentle fingers before lowering its head to taste.

Jasmine's legs buckle beneath her as the tendril constricts even tighter around her leg. Her face turns pale, and she sinks to her knees, gasping for breath. Ellie's eyes widen in terror, and she begins to back away slowly, tears streaming down her cheeks. Claire watches in horror, unable to tear her gaze from the scene before her. "P-please," Jasmine manages to choke out between ragged gasps for air. "

"I-I'm sorry!" Jasmine stammers, her voice barely audible over her labored breathing. "We were just having fun! We didn't mean any harm!" Her face twists in pain as the tendril tightens again briefly before loosening slightly. Ellie shakes her head violently, still backing away slowly. "P-please," Jasmine begs, tears streaming down her face. "We can make it up to you. Just let us go."