Your Eternal Reward

"Please... cum..."

"Ooh, a please, even." Lita grinned madly. "I'm really gonna like you. I know I am. But, uh, you may want to get over whatever your game is and be more properly scared and reluctant with Demi and Mon. They're more traditionalists about this stuff."

Connor didn't know what that meant. He didn't care, really, nor did he have time to think about it either way. Lita kept hitting this one beautiful spot in his ass again and again, combining it with that throbbing ache around her cock, and the previously unknown feeling of being so very filled up.

He groaned and felt the most intense and amazing orgasm of his life, such as it was, flood over and through him. His balls tensed and released in a powerful surge, shooting through his cock and splashing his own cum all over him as Lita kept fucking him on his back with her deep, powerful strokes.

Connor got better distance with his cum than he thought possible, hitting himself in the face where more mess wouldn't really be noticed, even if lots had been wiped off in the interim. More landed on his chest, his tummy, and some stray strands elsewhere on his shoulders, arms, or thighs.

Lita's eyes gleamed, just above her cat-like smile. "Wow, that was a nice one," she purred. "You got yourself all messy."

Connor felt post-orgasm relaxation setting in. Lita didn't stop fucking him for a second, and it wasn't long before he was feeling horny again, but even then he felt like his ass was relaxing into it more, and he'd be able to go a lot longer. Not that he seemed to have much choice in the matter, which was pretty fucking great.

"How long?" Connor murmured.

"How long's my dick?"

"No. How... how long... will you..."

"Ohhh. I mean, I'll probably swap with Demi or Mon when they get back. You're probably gonna get fucked all day."

Pleasant tingles ran all through Connor at the promise of more. So much more. More than he could possibly handle without going even mushier than he already was.

"And tomorrow?"

"Same thing."

Connor grinned broadly even as Lita flipped him back over, propped his ass up, and pounded him down.

****

Demi gave Monica first go at Connor when they returned. Lita had already dumped two loads of cum in him, so he was nice and slippery inside. His tummy was also getting bigger, not as much as it eventually would, but it was starting to expand from all the cum in him.

Monica took over smoothly from Lita. She crouched above Connor rather than kneeling behind him, and used the hidden power of her deceptively thin thighs to pile drive his ass hard.

They'd gone back to human girl form so as not to blow the surprise yet. It was worth saving their true selves for if he started getting complacent at some point. The humiliation he might have felt at being taken by girls much more petite than him didn't seem to have any effect. It sometimes didn't with certain boys. But when it worked it was worth the effort.

It probably didn't matter much what shape they chose at the moment. Connor seemed to be totally out of it, babbling incoherently at times, or just drooling on himself at others. Leaking from both mouth and cock. It might have bothered Demi about him being so hard and precummy, and apparently having shot a load all over himself at some point, but that sort of thing happened as an involuntary reaction sometimes, and was nothing to fret over. He was clearly taking more than he could handle.

It was very relaxing to have basically no sounds coming from Connor at all, except the sloppy sounds his butt made and the occasional mumble or hopeless moan. Lita was right that constant whining and screaming could lose its charm after a century or two.

Monica finished up the better part of an hour later, expanding Connor's tummy again with another big load of demon-cum, nicely deposited deep, deep in his ass. She stepped away lightly, wiping at her brow with the back of her arm and grinning.

"Your turn," Monica said.

"How is he?"

"You mean mentally, or physically?"

"I can see mentally. Nothing happening there right now."

"True." Monica glanced at Connor. "His ass is premium."

"Yeah?'

"Hell yeah. It's so warm and tight and soft. And... I don't know, it doesn't fight you the whole time like some do. Harder pulling out than pushing in, weirdly. Doesn't make much sense, but it's like it'd rather have you fully buried than out entirely."

Lita was off fucking around somewhere taking a break. Demi couldn't ask her to confirm, though she knew Lita had very much enjoyed it. But really, anything she wanted to know, she could just find out for herself.

It was Demi's turn to have a crack at this supposedly delectable boy hole. He didn't move or speak as she crawled behind him and lined up. His ass was gaping from the poundings it had already taken, and it was easy enough to slide right in.

Connor almost certainly wasn't as tight as when Lita had gone, or even Monica. He still gripped Demi nicely as she pushed balls deep into him, then tried to reverse course. She had to put some more power into her movements to get a rhythm going. It was weirdly nice.

Not to mention that he was just as warm and soft and accommodating as Monica had claimed. There was definitely some fun to be had here.

****

Connor had a rotation of the three girls fucking his ass all the rest of the day. They were variously gentler or harder about it, apparently just on whims, but he was never empty for very long at any given time.

At times, one of them might fuck his throat again while another was using his ass. And Monica sat on his face at one point and twisted his nipple until he started licking her asshole for her.

That seemed to give Lita the idea to teabag him afterward, dipping her balls in his mouth and having him suck them, then pull away, only to do it again. She giggled a lot and seemed to enjoy the game.

Mostly it was ass fucking with some mouth stuff, anyway.

By the day's end, Connor was nearly comatose. He felt limp and sore all over, but so very happy and relaxed. Each little ache reminded him of so much more pleasure than he'd ever thought possible. He'd been filled, stretched, and pounded so good, and they hadn't slowed for all the many hours of the day.

The girls all stood grinning at his boneless form as they got ready to leave for the night.

"Hope you had a good time," Demi said, grinning evilly. "'Cause we get to do this to you again and again and again. Starting first thing in the morning."

Connor swallowed, tasting cum even while just trying to dampen his dry mouth. "I did. Thank you."

Demi frowned. "... what?"

Lita rolled her eyes. "I warned you, dude."

"Maybe he's delirious," Monica said with a shrug.

Connor shook his head weakly. "No, that was intense, and kinda hurt, and I'm super exhausted, but that was probably the best day ever. Do I really get more again tomorrow?"

Monica swore. Demi's eyes went dangerous, an ethereal flicker running through them.

Lita just threw her hands up and walked out of the room. "I waaarrrned yooouuu."

"You think you're funny, huh?" Demi snarled. "You can't even move, can you?"

"Uh... not really," Connor agreed. He was a bit confused by the anger, but he was starting to catch on to the game, and he was pretty sure that was part of it.

"Don't taunt us," Monica said, calmer than Demi, but arms now folded and a calculating look in her eyes. "You might think this is as bad as it gets. That you can take it. You're playing with fire."

Connor's eyes widened. "There's more?"

"Damn straight there is," Demi said. She spun around. "Just wait for tomorrow!"

Despite being so exhausted, Connor wasn't sure how he'd sleep. It was like being a kid again and being all hopped up on sugar, trying to sleep on Christmas Eve. It wasn't easy.

****

Demi was raging even before the end of a full week. "This is such bullshit!" She sucked hard on her cigarette, demolishing the end of it. She plucked another from the air in front of her and lit it with the dregs of the first.

"Don't let him get to you," Monica said. "I'm not happy about it either, but getting mad isn't going to help."

"Says you!"

"Well... you hate-fucked him all yesterday, and most of the day before. Didn't help, did it?"

"Little fucker just keeps acting like he's enjoying it!"

"Yeah."

"And Lita's not helping things. She keeps cooing over him like a pet."

Monica shrugged. "Kids. What ya gonna do?"

"... Connor or Lita, you mean?"

"Both."

"Right."

Demi took another long drag, then held it and slowly released, trying to calm her breathing. "She's getting attached. She's not supposed to do that."

"You don't have to tell me. But what can we do? It's not like we're not trying our hardest. You pounded him into a literal dent in the floor yesterday. And we tried tying him up tight with his ass in the air and fucking him hard all day while he was totally helpless."

"He was already helpless. It didn't change anything."

"I'm just saying. We're trying. Don't let one happy customer ruin your whole decade."

Demi flicked her cigarette back into the void, watching as it snapped out of existence. "It's such fucking early days," she muttered, "but I gotta get demonic on his ass."

Monica nodded and stubbed her cigarette out in a more normal fashion. "Yeah, that's fair. We haven't tried that yet. You think it'll work."

"Hard to say. At the very least, you'd figure it'll have to hurt more."

"He doesn't seem to mind that."

"Yeah, I know. Don't remind me."

****

Connor felt like he was settling nicely into his eternity. It had been a pleasant surprise to wake up the second morning and find that he was all recovered from his first day. His ass was tight and ache-free, his tummy and ass weren't all swollen with cum, and he had all the energy of a boy who hadn't spent a full day getting fucked into submission.

And that happened every morning. A full reset. He was downright giddy about it.

The one drawback was possibly that it meant he was never all loosened up and ready to go for the first couple fucks of any given day. But since it meant he got to experience being all stretched out all over again each and every morning, it was a trade he was happy to make.

This morning, Lita was cheerfully taking her time fucking Connor's ass while the other two were nowhere to be seen. On a break, supposedly. Demi and Monica had already had a turn each in his butt, and were still playing up being annoyed with him about his appreciation for their efforts.

They were maybe taking the charade too far at this point, but Connor had to admit he liked the power that Monica used when she was 'punishing' him, and the way Demi glared at him like she really wanted him to suffer while she stuffed his ass deep and full yet again. That extra thrill was nice at times.

Connor was already starting to get attached to all three of the sexy, cute girls and their insatiable appetites for screwing him silly. He was probably falling hardest for Lita, though. There was something about the sheer joy and delight she expressed, and the way she'd fuck him for hours for no greater purpose than just because she loved it. With her, there wasn't nearly so much pretense and playacting. She was more genuine for it, Connor felt.

As Lita pulled out of Connor long enough to flip him on his back, prop his butt up with some pillows, and push his legs back, he stared at her boobies and smiled as he reached for them. He cupped one, fondling it gently even as she ploughed back into his ass.

Lita looked down at his hand, then at the dreamy grin on his face. "You're really having a good time, aren't you?"

Connor nodded happily, still feeling Lita's tits. "You know in life I'd always doubted the idea of paradise. Like if one even existed, how would it possibly work? But... guess I've been proven wrong, huh?"

Lita grinned just a tad shyly. "That's really what you think?"

"Mmhm."

"I've never had anyone say things like that before. It's... it's kinda nice."

"Well you do good work. You should be proud."

Connor was pleased to see an actual blush on Lita's cheeks. Faint, but definitely there.

"You really need to stop saying things like that around Demi and Mon," Lita warned. "They don't like it."

"Well, I know they're pretending they don't, but they must like being appreciated for their work, don't they?"

"They want screams, tears, and regret. Haven't you figured that out yet?"

"I mean, that's not what they reeeaaallly want, right?"

"What makes you say that?"

"Well... I mean the whole game of this place... they're playing like-"

Connor couldn't finish his sentence. The door banged open, thrown faster than it knew how to move, knob sticking in the wall at the end of the short swing. The wall would probably fix itself overnight the way Connor himself and his bed always did. No matter how broken and abused either were, the next day was a clean refresh every time.

No, it was no concern for property that stopped him. It was who walked in through the doorway afterward.

A tall, powerful, red skinned woman walked in, naked and with a rapidly filling erection that outclassed even the ones he'd gothttps://blender3d.com.ua/forums/users/windbichler/

ten used to since arriving. Her nails appeared razor sharp, as did the teeth of her evil looking smile. Tiny, illusory flames danced in her eyes. And was that a tail?

"The hell?!" Connor yelped, caught totally off-guard. He tried to squirm away from the scary demon lady, but was quite firmly pinned by the cock in his ass.

"Yes," said the demoness, padding forward like a tiger. "Exactly."

Lita shrugged and pulled out of Connor. "I warned you," she said softly.

Connor tried to roll off the far side of the bed, but was caught easily. As he was rolled back into place, he realized there was a second Demoness behind the first, just as fearsome looking.

"What's going on?" Connor asked, looking to Lita who was only very calmly sitting cross-legged at the back corner of the bed.

"You got them pissed now," Lita said. "This was gonna happen sooner or later."

"What? Who? Demi and Monica? And they brought these two over? I don't-"

"No no," Lita explained patiently. "They are Demi and Mon. They aren't playing with kid gloves now."

Through his fear and confusion, Connor stared at the demoness pinning him down like he weighed nothing. She wasn't quite as terrifying on a second look, though it was pretty clear she could tear him apart without even blinking. There was maybe a semblance of the girl he'd gotten to know over the past few days. She maybe had some similar facial features, an identical annoyed frown, eyes that studied him the same way, albeit in a more infernal manner.

Demi, if that was her, wasn't paying his confusion any attention. She was already lining herself up for penetration. She took a few practice thrusts across his ass, sliding over his balls and cock, and up over his tummy as well.

Connor's eyes widened as he noted how much deeper into him she could potentially get. She couldn't actually get balls deep in him, could she?

"Come lube me up, would you, Lita?"

That... that was almost Demi's voice. Different, but recognizable somehow. It might actually be her. But... what was the deal with the change of appearance? Or was this what she actually looked like?

Connor chewed his lip nervously. There were a lot of things he still didn't understand about his new life, nor afterlives generally. But Demi, if that was indeed who she was, fit a general description of a demon as far as he understood, and they tended to be portrayed as denizens of Hell. That might possibly mean he'd had it all wrong this whole time. But even that didn't really add up.

He got distracted as Lita casually rubbed lube all over Demi's demon-cock. It took her a disturbingly long time getting the whole length and thickness. And that was all going inside him, he was sure of it. Assuming it fit at all, of course, but he was pretty sure it would one way or another.

"Could you maybe go slow, at least?" Connor asked nervously. "You could break me in two with that thing."

Demi smiled evilly. "Yes. Precisely."

Connor swallowed anxiously. His heart thudded in his chest, and his tummy was all fluttery and tense. His cock was hard and dripping with precum.

Sure as he was that this would be excruciating, he was excited too. If he could somehow take that monster in his ass, he could only imagine just how full and stretched he'd be.

Connor closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The girls had been so good to him already, fulfilling fantasies that would never have even been possible in his old life. He should trust that they knew what they were doing. Their dominance and wrecking his butt were some of the best parts, after all. He couldn't back out now.

Actually, he was half convinced he literally didn't have a way of back out. Knowing that he was stuck with it was both scary and possibly the biggest thrill of all.

There was no further chance for Connor to acclimate himself to the idea. Demi wasn't waiting for him.

He gasped, then moaned and whimpered aloud. Demi used that hidden strength-not so hidden in her current form-to hold him in place and push against his asshole. And his butt just couldn't resist her.

Connor was already loosened from being fucked. The cock trying to get in him now was bigger and required more room than his body knew how to give, warmed up or not. A sharp pain jolted through him as Demi forced her way in, claiming his butthole on a whole new level.

Luckily, that initial pain was the worst of it. It still wasn't immediately pleasant at all, and Connor thought he might cry or pass out for a few moments. But as Demi fucked her way deeper and deeper, and deeper still, he experienced the beautiful feeling of being filled by her to such a greater degree than ever before.

Connor was thankful for the generous amount of lube used on Demi's cock. Supposedly it was for her benefit more than his, but it didn't matter either way. She still wrecked his ass going in, but it allowed her strokes to be nice and smooth once he finally started to adjust, his butt giving up entirely and succumbing to its wide-open existence.

As he was ass-fucked with long, powerful strokes, Connor put a hand to his tummy where he could feel Demi's cock moving inside him. At first it wasn't any deeper than he was used to, but as she got closer to burying her full length, he actually lost her somewhere around his ribcage. She was simply too far in him to track.

It was intense and amazing, and ever so slowly becoming less painful so that he could properly enjoy the experience. That initial pain drove home just how much cock he was taking, and it must have been for exactly that reason. Truly these girls or demonesses, whatever they really were, wanted only the best for him, and were experts in their field.

****

Demi finally felt properly in control. Connor had at last figured out that he was in trouble. She'd been able to smell it all over him. Over the omnipresent scents of sex and demoness-cum, even.

Then there'd been those adorable whimpers as she buried herself balls deep in him. He couldn't take it. Human bodies weren't made for it.

Sure, in the Hellscape it was a bit different, and bodies could take a lot more punishment than they usually could, but the great thing was that nobody really knew that. Men came in with all the same expectations and reactions as they would have in life. They thought they needed to breathe, and that they'd break in two with the size of the cocks going up their butts. They wouldn't, but the pain and panic remained.

Connor had been able to hold out remarkably well, but even he couldn't stand up to full-sized, unrelenting demon-cock. Once the initial shock had passed, he was left blank and mostly unresponsive, drooling on himself with his eyes rolled back, seeing nothing.

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