Day 4: Making Porn/Dubious Consent/Painal/Airtight (Charlie/Porno Demons)
The air in Valentino's lavish penthouse was thick with the scent of smoke, perfume, and power. Everything in the room screamed excess—gilded furniture, velvet drapes, and a lingering haze of cigar smoke that seemed to cling to the walls. But beneath the luxury, there was something far darker at play.
Charlie stood near the doorway, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in her surroundings. She had known coming here would be dangerous—Valentino was one of the most powerful demons in Hell, and deals with him rarely came without a heavy price. But she didn't have a choice. Not this time.
Angel Dust needed her, and she would do anything to set him free.
Valentino sat sprawled in a plush armchair in the center of the room, a lit cigar dangling between his fingers as he watched Charlie with a lazy, predatory grin. His golden shades reflected the dim light, hiding his eyes but not the intensity of his gaze as it roamed over her. He exuded confidence and cruelty, every inch of him a reminder of the power he held.
"Well, well, well," Valentino drawled, his voice smooth and dripping with amusement. "Look who finally decided to show up. You know, princess, I didn't think you had it in you."
Charlie swallowed hard, her throat dry as she took a cautious step forward. "I'm here for Angel," she said, her voice firm but trembling at the edges. "You said you'd let him go if I... if I did this."
Valentino chuckled softly, leaning back in his chair as he took a long drag from his cigar. "Oh, I'll let him go, sweetheart. But you know how deals work down here, don't you? Once you agree, there's no going back. You'll have to play your part... perfectly."
Charlie's chest tightened, the weight of what she was about to do pressing down on her like a vice. She knew what Valentino wanted—he had made that painfully clear when he first proposed the deal. Starring in one of his films meant one thing: complete and utter submission to the demons under his control. They would have her, use her, and there would be no room for hesitation or regret.
But Angel's life was at stake, and Charlie had always believed in redemption—even if it meant sacrificing herself to save him.
"I understand," Charlie said, her voice quieter now but resolute. "Just... keep your promise."
Valentino's grin widened, his teeth gleaming in the dim light as he flicked ash from his cigar. "Oh, I'm a demon of my word, princess. Angel will be free to go. But first..." He gestured toward the far end of the room, where the shadows seemed to shift and move.
Charlie's heart skipped a beat as several demons emerged from the darkness, their eyes gleaming with hunger and lust. They were powerful—tall, hulking figures with sharp claws, horns, and grins that sent shivers down her spine. Each one exuded raw, animalistic desire, their gazes fixed firmly on her as they closed in, surrounding her like predators stalking their prey.
Charlie's breath caught in her throat, her body tensing as she felt their eyes on her. There was no turning back now. She had made the deal.
Valentino leaned forward, his voice low and full of promise. "Let's give the cameras something worth watching, sweetheart. Make sure you enjoy it... for their sake."
Charlie felt the room spin slightly as the weight of the moment hit her. She forced herself to breathe, to focus on the reason she was doing this—Angel. She had to remember that. But the reality of what was about to happen sent a wave of nervous energy through her body, her hands trembling slightly as she stood in the center of the room, surrounded by the demons.
One of them stepped forward, his large, muscular frame towering over her as he reached out, his claws gently tracing the edge of her cheek. His touch was surprisingly soft for someone so fearsome, but there was no mistaking the predatory glint in his eyes.
"Are you ready, princess?" he growled, his voice low and rumbling.
Charlie swallowed hard, her heart racing as she nodded. "I... I'm ready."
The demon's grin widened, and without another word, he slid his hands down her arms, his claws catching lightly on the fabric of her dress as he pulled her closer. Charlie's breath hitched, her body trembling as she felt the heat of his skin against hers, the overwhelming scent of smoke and sulfur filling her senses.
Her dress was quickly discarded, the fabric slipping from her body and pooling around her feet. She stood there, exposed, vulnerable, her skin flushed with a mix of fear and anticipation as the demons closed in around her.
Another demon approached from behind, his rough hands sliding down her back, tracing the curve of her spine before settling on her hips. He pulled her against him, his breath hot against her neck as he murmured, "You're going to enjoy this more than you think, princess."
Charlie's body tensed, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt their hands roaming over her skin, their touch both rough and teasing. Every instinct in her screamed to run, to get away, but she forced herself to stay still. She had made this deal for Angel, and she wasn't going to back down now.
Valentino watched from his chair, his grin widening as the scene unfolded before him. He took another long drag from his cigar, his eyes gleaming with amusement and satisfaction.
"Let the fun begin," he murmured, his voice barely audible over the sound of the demons closing in on Charlie.
Charlie closed her eyes, her breath shaky as the first demon's hand slid down her front, his claws grazing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. Her body responded instinctively, her muscles tensing as she tried to keep her mind focused. She had to remind herself why she was doing this—Angel's freedom was worth any price.
But that resolve became harder to hold onto with each passing second. As the demons surrounded her, their hands roaming over her exposed skin, the intensity of their touch was overwhelming. Rough fingers gripped her hips, claws tracing over the sensitive skin of her thighs, and sharp teeth grazed her neck and shoulders. The sensation was too much, too intense. Her breaths came in shallow, ragged gasps.
From his chair, Valentino watched with a satisfied smirk, his golden shades reflecting the scene before him like a voyeur overseeing his grand creation. He leaned forward slightly, his cigar hanging lazily between his fingers, and called out, his voice commanding and dripping with amusement.
"Put her to work," Valentino drawled, his voice cutting through the haze of Charlie's confusion. "I want her mouth full, boys. And don't forget the baby oil—let's make this nice andslick."
Charlie's stomach clenched as she heard his words, her body tensing as one of the demons approached her, his massive frame blocking out the dim light of the room. He grabbed a handful of her hair, forcing her head up to meet his gaze, his cock already hard and pressed against her lips.
Charlie's heart raced, panic flaring in her chest as he pushed forward, his thick length pressing against her mouth. She tried to pull away, but the grip on her hair tightened, holding her in place.
"Open up, princess," the demon growled, his voice low and threatening. "Don't make this harder than it has to be."
With a shaky breath, Charlie parted her lips, her eyes squeezing shut as the demon pushed into her mouth, filling it with his cock. The sensation was foreign and overwhelming, her gag reflex kicking in as he thrust forward, hitting the back of her throat. She struggled to breathe, her body shaking as she tried to keep herself from panicking.
Another demon's hands gripped her hips from behind, his claws digging into her skin as he spread her legs wider. The roughness of his touch sent a sharp jolt of pain through her body, her mind spinning as she tried to focus on anything other than what was happening.
"Her pussy next," Valentino called out lazily, blowing a stream of smoke from his cigar. "I want her tofeelit."
Charlie's breath hitched as she felt another demon position himself behind her, his claws gripping her hips tighter as he lined himself up with her entrance. Without warning, he pushed inside her, his thick cock stretching her painfully. Charlie cried out around the cock in her mouth, the sound muffled and desperate as her body tensed from the pain.
The demons showed no mercy, their hands and cocks claiming her body in rough, relentless waves. The one in her mouth thrust harder, his grip on her hair tightening as he used her, and the demon behind her pounded into her with no regard for the pain he was causing. It was too much—her body couldn't handle it, the sensation of being filled in both her mouth and pussy sending sharp, stabbing jolts of pain through her core.
She tried to breathe, tried to focus, but the pain was overwhelming, her mind spinning as her body struggled to keep up with the relentless assault. She couldn't stop it—couldn't slow down the pace—and it felt like her body was tearing apart.
Valentino's voice rang out again, this time with a chuckle. "Her ass too. I want her full."
Charlie's eyes widened in fear as she heard Valentino's command. Her body was already trembling with the pain, her muscles strained and aching. She didn't know how much more she could take.
One of the demons stepped forward, a bottle of baby oil in hand. He poured the slick liquid onto his hands, rubbing it between his fingers before coating her ass with it. The coldness of the oil sent a shiver down Charlie's spine, but the fear of what was about to happen consumed her thoughts.
The demon pressed his cock against her ass, the slick oil helping him slide in easily, but the sensation was no less painful. Charlie gasped around the cock in her mouth, her body trembling violently as the demon behind her forced his way into her ass. The pain shot through her like a knife, her muscles tightening reflexively as she tried to adjust to the overwhelming fullness.
Her breath came in ragged, shallow bursts, her body shaking as the demons continued to pound into her from every angle. She couldn't focus, couldn't think—everything was a blur of pain and sensation, her mind screaming for relief.
But relief wasn't coming. Not until she heard a voice—low, smooth, and almost comforting—speak from beside her.
"Take this," one of the demons whispered, his hand pressing against her cheek when one cock slipped from her mouth. He held a small pill between his fingers. "It'll help. Trust me. It'll make the pain go away."
Charlie's mind was spinning, the pain radiating through her body unbearable. She wanted it to stop—needed it to stop. The demon pressed the pill against her lips, his voice soft and coaxing.
"Just take it," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. "You don't want to hurt anymore, do you?"
Charlie's body trembled, her breath shaky as she looked at the pill through tear-filled eyes. She couldn't think straight, couldn't focus on anything but the pain. And with the cock still filling her mouth, she had no way to say no.
With a desperate, shaky nod, she parted her lips, allowing the demon to slip the pill inside. He pressed his fingers against her lips, holding them shut until she swallowed, her body trembling with exhaustion and pain.
As the pill dissolved in her mouth, Charlie's mind began to fog, the sharp edges of the pain dulling slightly as the drug took effect. Her muscles relaxed, the tension in her body slowly easing as the overwhelming pain began to fade.
But the demons didn't stop. They continued their relentless assault on her body, filling her from every angle, their rough hands and sharp claws gripping her skin as they used her. The pain was still there, but it was muted now, replaced by a strange, floating sensation that made it easier to endure.
Valentino's voice echoed in the distance, smug and satisfied. "Good girl, princess. Now, let's see how much more you can take."
Charlie's body trembled as the effects of the pill began to take hold, the sharp, searing pain that had dominated every inch of her body slowly fading into a strange, distant ache. The demons hadn't let up—if anything, their pace had quickened, their thrusts harder and more relentless—but the overwhelming pain was gradually replaced by something else. Something darker.
Her head swam in a haze, her senses dulled yet oddly sharpened all at once. The pressure of their cocks inside her, once unbearable, began to blur with something she hadn't expected: pleasure. The pill coursed through her system, numbing the pain and opening her to the strange, electric sensations rippling through her body.
The demon thrusting into her mouth continued to hold her head steady, his cock pressing deep into her throat with every rough movement. Where there had been discomfort and a desperate struggle for air, there was now a strange rhythm her body began to follow. The stretch in her ass and pussy, filled completely by the demons behind her, no longer felt like something tearing her apart, but something pushing her closer to an edge she hadn't realized was there.
Charlie's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering shut as her body responded instinctively to the sensations overwhelming her. Her muscles clenched around the demons inside her, her thighs trembling as the wave of pleasure began to build from deep within her core. The pain that had once dominated her thoughts was now a distant memory, replaced by a twisted, powerful surge of heat coursing through her veins.
From his chair, Valentino watched the shift in Charlie's body with a knowing smirk, his golden shades reflecting the sight of her writhing beneath the demons. He took a slow drag from his cigar, exhaling a plume of smoke as he leaned forward, his voice smooth and laced with satisfaction.
"There you go, sweetheart," he purred, his voice like a low hum in the back of her mind. "Feels better now, doesn't it? That's more like it."
Charlie whimpered around the cock in her mouth, her body arching involuntarily as the pleasure built inside her, growing more intense with each passing second. Her breath came in ragged gasps between the rough thrusts, her body responding in ways she hadn't expected. She hated herself for it—hated that her body was betraying her, finding pleasure in this twisted nightmare—but she couldn't stop it.
The demons gripped her tighter, their claws digging into her skin as they took her from every angle. The one behind her in her ass thrust harder, his cock filling her completely with every movement, while the demon in her pussy matched his rhythm, their rough, synchronized motions driving her toward a peak she couldn't avoid. Her body shook, her legs trembling as the pleasure spiraled out of control.
Charlie's mind was a haze of conflicting emotions, the pill dulling her resistance as her body gave in to the pleasure building inside her. She could feel the heat coiling low in her belly, her muscles tightening as the demons continued to pound into her with relentless force. Their grunts and growls filled the air, mixing with her own breathless moans as the pleasure mounted, overwhelming her senses.
One of the demons reached up, his hand wrapping around her throat, applying just enough pressure to make her pulse quicken. The roughness of his touch sent a shiver down her spine, the sensation adding to the growing heat building inside her. She gasped, her body responding to the dominance, the control, and the undeniable pleasure that came with it.
Valentino's voice rang out again, commanding and full of amusement. "She's close. I can see it. Don't let up, boys. Make her feel every inch of you."
The demons obeyed without hesitation, their thrusts growing more intense, their hands gripping her tighter as they drove her closer to the edge. Charlie's body trembled violently, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as the pleasure reached its breaking point. She couldn't stop it—couldn't control the way her body was reacting.
Her head tipped back, her eyes squeezing shut as her entire body tensed, the heat coiling tighter and tighter inside her. The pressure was unbearable, her muscles clenching around the demons as the pleasure built to a crescendo.
And then, with a final, desperate cry, Charlie's body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her like a violent storm. Her legs shook, her muscles spasming as the pleasure tore through her, leaving her gasping for breath, her body trembling uncontrollably.
The demons didn't stop. Even as Charlie's body shuddered with the intensity of her release, they continued their brutal rhythm, driving her through the waves of pleasure until she was left shaking and gasping, her body spent and exhausted. Her mind swam in the fog of pleasure and exhaustion, the room spinning as she tried to catch her breath.
But the demons weren't done with her. Valentino, lounging in his chair with a predatory grin, was far from satisfied.
"Let's see just how far our little princess can go," Valentino drawled, his voice carrying through the haze of her thoughts. "You two," he said, nodding toward the demons behind her, "both of you. I want her ass stretched. Take her together."
Charlie's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat as the two demons behind her shifted positions, preparing to follow Valentino's command. Her body was already trembling, her legs weak and shaking beneath her, but the effects of the pill were taking over, dulling the exhaustion and pushing her toward something darker, something deeper.
The demon who had been thrusting into her ass pulled out, making way for the second demon to join him. Charlie's body tensed as she felt them reposition themselves, their hands gripping her hips as they pressed against her, their thick cocks slick with baby oil and her own fluids.
One demon pushed in first, filling her completely once again. But this time, the second demon positioned himself beside him, their cocks pressing together as they prepared to take her at once. Charlie's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest as the pressure mounted, the stretch almost unbearable.
Valentino's chuckle echoed in the room, dark and satisfied. "You can take it, princess. I know you can. And I bet you're starting toenjoyit now, aren't you?"
Charlie whimpered, her body trembling as the second demon began to push inside, their cocks stretching her beyond anything she thought she could endure. The pressure was intense, the sensation overwhelming, but something strange was happening—something dark and twisted. The effects of the pill, stronger now, numbed the pain and heightened the pleasure, making everything feel sharper, more intense.
It wasn't just pleasure anymore—it was hunger. A desperate, insatiable need that had taken over her body. The pill was doing more than just numbing her pain—it was making herwantit. Need it.
"More," Charlie whimpered, her voice trembling as she clung to the demon in front of her for support. Her body was on fire, her mind consumed by the dark lust that the pill had awoken in her. "Please... more..."
The demons behind her exchanged a glance, their grins widening as they began to thrust together, their cocks moving in unison as they filled her completely. The stretch, the fullness—it was too much, and yet not enough. The overwhelming pressure inside her sent jolts of pleasure through her body, her nerves alight with the twisted sensation of being used, stretched, and claimed.
Valentino leaned back in his chair, his smirk widening as he watched the scene unfold before him. "You see, sweetheart?" he murmured, his voice low and dripping with amusement. "That pill you took? It's from the Lust Ring. It's designed to make youbegfor more. And now, look at you—begging like a good little slut."
Charlie's breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensation. She hated it—hated how her body was betraying her, how the pill was forcing her to crave more, to want it. But the heat building inside her, the dark, consuming pleasure, was too strong to resist.
"Please," she gasped again, her voice weak and desperate. "Don't stop... I need it... more..."
The demons behind her gripped her hips tighter, their claws digging into her skin as they thrust harder, their cocks filling her ass with brutal force. The sensation was overwhelming, every nerve in her body alight with pleasure, pain, and need. The stretch, the fullness—it was all too much, and yet she couldn't get enough.
Her mind swam in the haze of the pill's effects, her thoughts clouded by the overwhelming desire that consumed her. Every thrust sent her spiraling deeper into the dark pit of lust, her body responding to the twisted pleasure with each rough movement.
Valentino watched with a smug grin, his satisfaction growing as Charlie's body writhed beneath the demons, her desperate pleas filling the room. "Good girl," he purred, his voice dripping with mock approval. "See what happens when you let yourself go? This is where you belong."
Charlie's body tensed as another wave of pleasure built inside her, the pressure in her core growing unbearable as the demons continued their brutal rhythm. Her breath came in shallow, ragged gasps, her legs trembling as the overwhelming sensation of being taken, used, and filled pushed her toward another release.
And then, with a final, desperate cry, Charlie's body convulsed, her orgasm tearing through her like a violent storm. The force of it sent her trembling, her muscles clenching tight around the demons inside her as the pleasure ripped through her, leaving her gasping and spent.
But the demons didn't stop. They continued their relentless assault, their rough hands and sharp claws claiming her body as they drove her through the waves of pleasure, their cocks stretching her beyond what she thought possible. The effects of the pill kept her on edge, her body still craving more, even as the pleasure threatened to tear her apart.
Valentino chuckled, his voice low and full of satisfaction as he watched Charlie's trembling form. "There's no going back now, princess," he murmured. "You're mine."