The Monster's Defiled Sex Slave

Savannah can't get enough of the beast god's sex, she craves the things he does to her, and she's way too attached. She is willing to do whatever he asks of her, and she ends up doing things she never imagined - all to be dominated by his monster cock. Things take a turn when Savannah finds a nasty text from someone claiming to be one of Elijah's lovers, how will he explain this?

Read on for a small taste of what's inside:

Elijah grabbed her and pulled her roughly to his chest. “How do you do this to me? You are so fucking sexy,” he panted, his breathing still uneven from his powerful orgasm. “I’m going to try something with you and I don’t want you to be afraid.”

Savannah nodded although she was clearly worried, knowing that she wouldn't have a choice in the matter. Elijah forced himself to sit up and he jumped down off the bed, beckoning Savannah to follow. She obeyed, following Elijah across the room to a corner where something large sat under a thick white sheet. Elijah’s eyes glowed with arousal as he lifted the sheet, revealing a large metal cage. Savannah eyed him warily.

“I want you inside this cage. I promise I won’t hurt you. The idea of seeing you in here makes me so hard. I’m going to pleasure you inside here.”

Dubiously, Savannah watched as Elijah opened the cage door. “Inside,” he whispered. Knowing she had no choice, Savannah crouched down and crawled inside the cage. Elijah closed the door carefully behind her.

Much to her surprise, Savannah was turned on and she found herself reveling in the feelings of debasement and humiliation. She was willing to do anything that made Elijah hard, she stood on her knees and grasped the top of the cage with one hand, her fingers encircling the thin metal bars.

The stretch caused her breasts to lengthen and swell and she felt her nipples harden under Elijah’s watchful eyes.

“Beg me to let you out,” he commanded softly.

“Please. Please, Elijah. Let me out,” she whimpered, holding onto the cage and pushing her heavy breasts against the cool metal.

“Keep begging. Call me Master.”

Savannah was so turned on now that she felt she wouldn't be able to handle it any longer. “Please, Master. Release me. Please let me out.”