It was my first time in the city of Gabbs, and I was drunk with wonder at all the sights there were to behold. My father and I had come from a small farming village in the east to seek council with the king. Raiders had been pillaging our village on the regular, and there weren't enough strong men to stop them.

While my father hadn't wanted to bring me with him, I had begged and begged and begged. “We'll arrive on my eighteenth birthday,” I had told him. “What better place to celebrate me becoming a man.”

“There is nothing manly about gallivanting around the city.” My father huffed. “A man's work is here.”

“But this man does not want to work on his birthday. Besides, you promised me you'd take me to the whore house in Habi. I'm sure that the whore houses in Gabbs are much more extravagant.”

“And much more expensive,” he muttered.

“It will be the first time that I lay with a woman. Doing it in Gabbs would make it all the more memorable.”

“You never forget your first time. It doesn't matter who it's with or where it's at,” my father said, gazing at me with weary eyes.

“Oh, come on. I promise I won't get in the way.” I paused, thinking. “How about this, if you take me with you, you can forget the whore house? There will be plenty of time for me to bed girls. I'm sure seeing the castle would be much more exciting anyway.”

“Oh, alright.” He sighed in defeat, won over by thoughts of saving money.

“Oh thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” I jumped with excitement, my mind swimming with all the interesting and unusual things I would get to see. Bold knights who heroically guarded the kingdom. Fair maidens in their expensive silks. Vendors and fools and taverns. My body could hardly contain my fervor.

Soon, we were on the road, heading for the city of Gabbs. It seemed like the longest journey ever. Six days on horseback we traveled before the majestic city came into view. It was much bigger than I had expected, with towering walls that seemed to span for miles, built high to keep out intruders.

Once inside, I stood gaping at my surroundings. I had never been inside a city this large before. It was everything I had hoped it to be and more, with a variety of strange and beautiful people going about their daily business.

“Don't stare,” my father chastised me, giving my arm a gentle tug to indicate that I should follow him.

We walked through the city, up towards the castle, which stood tall and strong. My eyes were distracted by other things though. As we passed one of the whore houses, gorgeously painted girls giggled at me, making cat calls and tempting me to stray away from my father.

“Ian.” He glared at me. “Stop dawdling about and come on. We don't have all day.”

“S-Sorry,” I stuttered, walking backwards to watch the whores until we rounded a corner, and they were out of sight. My cock stiffened at the mere thought of sticking it to one of them. Any one would do.

“There are certainly a lot of people here today,” my father noted.

“Are there? I wonder what's going on.”

“Hopefully not a tournament. The last thing I want is to have to stick around here for longer the necessary.”

“It wouldn't be the worst thing,” I said dreamily, thinking back to the beautiful beckoning women.

As we approached the castle, the crowd grew thicker. To our immediate right stood a man on a small stage, speaking about the evils of a beast called the jinn. His brown eyes were wild looking, and as he spoke he made elaborate gestures with his hands, commanding the attention of his captivated audience. I couldn't help but smirk at him.

“What's going on? Why are there so many people in town today?” my father asked a man who was standing towards the back of the crowd.

“Tonight is the virgin sacrifice to the jinn. Tomorrow, there will be a tournament held in her honor,” the man responded uneasily, his eyes flitting between my father and the stage.

“There's no honor in being sacrificed to a monster.” My father huffed as he continued towards the palace. “Damn, how could I have forgotten such a thing. Now we're going to be stuck here for at least a few days since the king will be too busy with the tournament to hear the pleas of the commoners.”

My heart silently leaped with joy, but I put on a solemn face. “Well, I suppose there's not much we can do about it. Might as well have a look around.”

“You can look around after we secure a room at an inn, if we're even able to do that. Events like this bring in people from across the land. I have a feeling we'll end up having to make camp outside of the city.”

“Let's get to it then,” I replied enthusiastically, hoping it wouldn't take long to find some place to stay. I wanted as much time to explore the city as possible.

By the grace of the Gods, we were able to find a vacancy towards the edge of the city. The room was small and there was only one bed in it, but that was fine by me. I could sleep on the floor. It wasn't like I hadn't done it before.

“Try to stay out of trouble,” my father warned as he cut my leash, allowing me to venture off into the city by myself.

“I will,” I promised, racing off before he thought to change his mind.

While my natural instinct was to head straight to the whore house, my curiosity drew me back to the man on the stage. I had heard the legend of the jinn before. They said it had fallen with a meteor over seven hundred years ago. Needing the life essence of humans to survive, the jinn began pillaging the kingdom, consuming everyone in its path. A large army was set against it, but they were no match. The jinn grew to an immense proportion and decimated the army with a single blow. Desperate to make peace, the king at the time went into negotiations with the jinn. The jinn was given its own land where no man was allowed to trespass. The king had also agreed to take all men and women who were sentenced to death to the jinn so that it would not go hungry, and once a year the jinn would receive a special sacrifice, a virgin of its choosing, which would serve as a symbol of their pact.

Every year since, the ceremony was held at the castle at Gabbs. Five virgins girls of the purest and most beautiful quality were offered up to the monster. Once it made its selection, the girl would be delivered to the jinn's domain, and she would never be seen or heard from again. On the following day, a tournament and feast were held to honor her sacrifice, and the peace that it brought.

The man on the stage had no interest in honoring that peace. He spoke towards thoughts of raising an army against the jinn. It was obvious that many in the crowd agreed. Their cheers and shouts echoed throughout the streets as they gave their support.

“It's rather horrible what happens to those girls,” an elderly woman standing next to me said.

“They're raised for this though, are they not?” I asked curiously.

She huffed. “Yes, brainwashed into thinking its an honor to die for the beast's lust.”

“It is an honorable death to die for the sake of the kingdom,” I muttered under my breath, not sure if I wanted her to hear me or not.

“It's only a few more hours before the ceremony begins.” The old woman sighed, and there was a look of defeat on her face. “It's shameful, really, putting those girls on public display. I think the ceremony should be private.”

“It's not private?” My gray eyes widened in surprise.

“No. They'll be having it in the Throne Room at seven o'clock tonight.”

I have to see this, I thought. It will likely be the only chance I ever get in my entire lifetime.

“Will the jinn be there?” I asked, trying not to sound excited.

“Yes. I don't understand why no one has tried to take a stab at that monster in all these years,” she grumbled.

I left her standing there, staring at the man on stage as his speech continued on without end. His stamina and imagination were admirable, but I was a bit surprised that none of the knights or guards had forced him down. Maybe it was because his gathering wasn't big enough to cause alarm. Perhaps they knew that no one in the crowd would actually try to challenge the jinn.

Getting into the Throne Room was easier said than done. Not surprisingly, there were a large number of people already making their way inside, hours before the ceremony. It felt like it took forever before I could squeeze through the large double doors. Space inside was limited, and I ended up squashed against one of the back walls. I only hoped I'd still be able to see the monster when it revealed itself.

By the time the ceremony began, I was drenched in sweat from the heat of all the bodies in the room. Aside from the throne, which stood elevated on a platform, the rest of the room was hardly visible. It wasn't worth staying if I wasn't going to see anything, but by that point I was trapped with no way to escape.

“I should have gone to the whore house,” I grumbled under my breath as a tall ogre like man stood in front of me, completely blocking my view of the throne. Now there was absolutely nothing of interest that I could see. What a waste of time.

The king silenced the crowd before beginning his speech. “On this day, we honor the jinn with our annual virgin sacrifice. Bring out the virgins.”

Murmurs rumbled through the crowd as the girls were presumably escorted into the room. How I longed to see them, imagining that each one was as beautiful as the rarest of flowers. But alas, all I could see was ogre man's back, which would have been broad enough to block out my view of the entire event, even if there weren't hundreds of people crowded around me.

“These five women bring great honor to our kingdom. Tomorrow, we will hold a tournament to honor the name of the chosen one, and a feast to celebrate her sacrifice.”

“I can't see a thing,” I murmured, aware that something was happening due to the sudden silence in the room.

“The king is blessing them,” the man standing beside me whispered. Even though he couldn't see what was going on either, his brown eyes were large with excitement, as if the crowd before him was completely invisible and he was witnessing the ceremony in its entirety.

“I bet they're beautiful.”

“They are. The jinn is very lucky. He'll get to ravage one of their cunts before the night is through.”

My face twisted in confusion. “Is that how it happens?”

“You don't know?” He looked at me with surprise. “The jinn sucks out a person's life essence by mating with them.”

“Sounds awful,” I replied, now feeling the old woman's sentiments.

“Bring in the jinn,” the king's powerful voice boomed across the Throne Room, and I could tell by the direction of it that he was back on the throne.

Gasps arouse from the crowd as the beast entered, and I half wanted to jump up on the shoulders of the man in front of me just to see it. It was said that the jinn was a hideous beast, part man and part monster. Its body could transform at will into endless possibilities, though it preferred to stay in monster form, inspiring terror in all who laid eyes on it.

“Oh mighty jinn. Presented before you are the finest and fairest maidens that our kingdom has to offer. We hope that you are pleased with this offering and will continue to honor our pact of peace,” the king said.

The room erupted into whispers, wondering who the monster would select. Friends and couples chattered among themselves, casting their votes for the maiden they thought would be chosen, and I was sure I even heard some betting going on around me.

The monster seemed to be taking its time, and I wondered if I was missing something. “What's going on now?” I asked the guy beside me.

His expression was puzzled. “I don't know. It usually doesn't take this long for the jinn to decide. Something must be wrong.”

A strange acidic sounding voice spoke from the center of the room, and everyone fell silent to listen to it. “You have lied to me, King Kaspian. These are not the finest offerings in your kingdom.”

Fear was palpable in the air, as if it had bursted out in a wave from the direction of the jinn. The monster was not pleased, and that could easily mean death to all. Even I felt it, now wishing I had gone to the whore house instead.

“Of course these are the finest offerings in the kingdom,” the king stumbled over his own words, doing poorly to hide his fright. “They were raised specifically for you. Surely, one of them is pure enough to meet your needs.”

“Fear not, good king, for my selection is still in this room, but it is not one of the five that stand presented before me,” the monster hissed.

“You may have whoever you desire,” the king's tone settled in relief.

Another round of gasps erupted from the room as the crowd began to shift.

“What's going on now?” I asked the man next to me, my heart drumming in my chest with excitement from the knowledge that I was witnessing . . . urm, well, present, more like it, for something that had never occurred in over seven hundred years. The jinn had refused the king's offerings and would now choose someone from the audience. This day would go down in history, and I was there to be a part of it. The thought was absolutely exhilarating.

“I don't know,” the man replied, and I could tell by the look on his face that he now wished he had a better seat as well.

The crowd seemed to loosen around us, and soon I could see people parting in front of me. I was so excited that I could barely contain myself. I was actually going to get to see the monster. All the waiting and being trapped hadn't been in vain.

The people quickly grew sparser around me as they opened up a pathway for the jinn. Soon, even the ogre like man stepped aside, and there it stood, a mass of muscles and tentacles, somewhere between a man, a bull, and a sea creature. The jinn was blue all over, the color of the sky on a clear summer's day. It had the face of a man and giant oversized horns jutting out of its skull. Instead of arms and legs, it slithered around on eight tentacles, like an octopus with a human torso sticking out the top. Its fiery red eyes gazed down on me, and I suddenly felt frightened, looking around in a panic for the maiden it had chosen.

With the wall at my back, there was no where to go. I could not make a path for the beast because there was no one else behind me.

The jinn stopped only inches away, baring down on me with a look that I feared would make me burst into flames on the spot. I pressed my back against the wall, trying to move despite my lack of room.

“This one,” it hissed, raising a tentacle to grasp my chin, pulling my face towards it. “I will take this one.”

“A boy?” the king asked incredulously, regaining the monster's attention.

For a moment, I thought I was going to vomit. This couldn't be real. Had to be a nightmare. There was no way that the jinn had just chosen me, a farm boy who had nothing to do with this city or ritual.

I could hear whispers around me. “Who is he?”

“I've certainly never seen him before.”

“Thank the Gods it wasn't me.”

“You will prepare him for me and deliver him,” the jinn said before releasing my chin and turning to walk away.

“There must be some mistake,” I called after the monster. “I'm no virgin,” I lied. “I'm not pure.”

But the jinn had no interest in listening, and before I even had a chance to think of escaping, guards were pushing through the crowd to seize me. My eyes darted around the room, praying that someone would step up to defend me, but no one did.

Soon, I was being led down a long narrow hall, away from all the people. To my surprise, I was taken to the dungeon and locked in a cell. It wasn't exactly the treatment I would have imagined for the jinn's sacrifice, but then again, they weren't stupid enough to think that I wouldn't try to escape.

“Someone must tell my father,” I called out, but the guards didn't seem interested in that either. Once I was locked away, they left, most likely returning to the ceremony.

Like a feral animal in a cage, I searched for weaknesses in the walls and iron bars of my cell, until the prison door opened, and the king stepped through. He muttered something to the guard at his side before approaching, and I instantly ran to him to beg for mercy. “There must be some mistake,” I pleaded. “I'm not even from Gabbs. The monster cannot choose me.”

“Are you from the kingdom?” the king asked, his expression absent mercy.

“Y-Yes,” I stuttered.

“Then the jinn can choose you.” His blue eyes were as cold as ice, looking down at me with a strange sense of disappointment. “Listen kid, I don't like it anymore than you do, but someone has to be sacrificed. I'm sorry you drew the shortest straw.”

“My father,” I stammered, trying to get the words out before he turned away from me and was gone again. “My father doesn't know that I came to watch the ceremony. He won't know that I was chosen. Please, tell him what happened. He's staying at the Horse Shoe Inn at the southern end of the city.”

“We'll tell him. I promise.” The king's expression softened, as if he suddenly felt pity for me. “The guards will come collect you to take you to the Preparation Room soon. Please try to behave yourself. I know that you're scared, but your doing the kingdom a great service. Hundreds of people will be able to continue living in peace thanks to your sacrifice. It's a noble death.” His words echoed what I had mumbled standing with the old woman earlier that day. It didn't feel so true now.

With that, he left me, trailing his long robe behind. What a plump man the king was, with fat rosy cheeks and a beard that hung down to his chest. As much as I wanted to resent him, I couldn't. He was doing what was necessary to keep the kingdom safe, and it just happened to be at my expense.

Defeated, I rested my back against the wall of my cell and slid down it, burying my face in my arms. Perhaps my father would find some way to get me out of this. Surely, there had to be a way.

“I should have listened to you,” I wept, talking to my father despite the fact he wasn't there. “I should have stayed home.”

My heart skipped a beat when the prison door next opened. I half expected it to be my father, coming to my rescue, but instead it was the guards that the king had told me about. They clamped shackles on my wrists like I was a prisoner before they led me up a flight of stairs and down another hall.

The next room I entered was glowing with candlelight. There must have been at least ten lamps circling the room, making it as bright as day. In one corner of the room was a large marble bath, filled with steaming water. In another was a small pedestal with tables and chairs surrounding it.

Three handmaidens came to fetch me from the guards, taking over as my shackles were removed. I was mesmerized by their beauty as they urged me to the bath, quickly working to strip me of my clothing.

Soon, I was standing naked before them, blushing from my body's reaction to their gentle touch as they guided me into the water. I couldn't remember the last time I had enjoyed a warm bath. Most of the time, I just bathed in the river.

One of the girls undressed and slipped into the water behind me, cradling me between her legs as she worked to massage soap over my shoulders and back. I would have been completely relaxed and aroused if I hadn't known what the purpose of the pampering was.

Cautiously, I glanced towards the door, looking for an opening to make my escape, but there were guards standing sentry on either side, dashing my hopes.

When my bath was finished, I was taken to the pedestal, where the women all worked together to shave my body hairless except for my head. I blushed as one of them worked around my manhood, manipulating it so that there was not a single stray hair left behind. It felt strange being so bare, as if being naked had gained a new level with all of my body hair removed. Once I had been completely shaved, I was given another quick dip in the bath to rinse the hairs off. Then it was up on the pedestal again to be oiled down. The smell of it was overwhelmingly sweet, like the scent of fragrant flowers—the scent of a woman. Not an inch of me was left untouched, and I realized that it was the most intimate contact I had ever had with a woman before. How I wished it was happening under different circumstances

When all of my preparations were complete, one woman fastened a small white loin cloth around my waist, barely long enough to cover my genitals. “Don't you have something more that I can wear?” I asked when it became apparent that the loin cloth was the only item of clothing I would be given.

“It is the king's request that you only wear this,” one of the girls replied timidly.

The guards shackled my wrists again, and I was led down to the royal stables where a carriage was waiting. In that moment, I realized that my father wasn't coming. Had anyone even told him that I had been chosen by the jinn? Probably not. It would be wiser for the king to tell him after I was already gone, so that he wouldn't try to cause trouble getting me released.

I sighed deeply as I stepped up into the carriage with the two guards who had been escorting me. Almost before I was even seated, the horses were lurching forward, carrying me to my demise.

The two hour long ride was riddled with silence. While there were a million questions plaguing my mind, I knew it was pointless to ask any of them. These men were trained in silence, and would likely not be willing to respond.

Finally, the carriage pulled to a stop, and my heart thudded wildly in my chest as I realized we had arrived in the territory of the jinn. The guards left the carriage before me, leading me out by the chain attached to my shackles like a dog.

Surrounding us, the forest was pitch black and filled with the chorus of insects and night birds, singing a tune to my death. Torches were passed around to help illuminate our way, though I was not given one.

We hadn't gone far before I saw the small stone platform where I would be sacrificed come into view. Raised off the ground a foot, there were two large stakes erected on either side with shackles dangling from them. The guards removed my shackles and made me stand on the platform with arms outstretched, only to be shackled again. After I was secured in place, the guards set a torch at each corner of the platform, and then they left me there.

“Wait,” I called back, letting my fear get the better of me. “Please, don't leave me here.”

Not a single one of them looked back at me, and before I knew it, I could hear the sound of horses neighing and wheels creaking as the carriage pulled away into the night, leaving me at the jinn's mercy.

I struggled against the restraints, determined to break free. There was no way I was about to let the hideous creature suck out my life essence. I shouldn't have even been chosen in the first place. It should have been one of those girls, who had been raised for this and brought up to believe that being sacrificed to the jinn was some beautiful magical moment. The truth was too deeply ingrained in me. I knew my death would be excruciating. I wasn't dumb enough to think that it would be anything but slow and painful.

I fought against the shackles until my wrists rubbed raw, and my muscles ached from being stretched and pulled. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get free. My hands weren't small enough to fit through the shackles, and the chains that bound them to the stakes were too strong.

My eyes darted around the forest from every minute sound. Being bound and alone with no protection quickly set my mind wandering to all the other horrible things that could get to me before the jinn. Bears and wolves were prevalent in the forest around the kingdom. Perhaps one of those would attack me first. I wasn't sure if I should pray for it or dread it.

My breath caught in my throat as I heard something coming towards me. Whatever it was, it was big, and I did my best not to make a sound as it approached. Pushing through the foliage, a fat blue tentacle snaked across the grass towards me, followed by the rest of the jinn. Tears stung my face as I realized that death was only moments away. I wasn't prepared to die. Didn't want to die. Why me? Why now?

My body pressed backwards, and I pulled on the restraints until pain was all I felt. Please, make it quick, I thought, closing my eyes, not wanting to see it coming.

Soon, I could hear the creature breathing before me, feel its putrid breath on my face. Something wet touched my chest, and I jolted from it, squirming to try to get away but only injuring myself further in the process.

“No,” I said, barely a whimper.

Another cool wetness wrapped around my throat, slimming over my warm skin, and then a third came to my hip, tugging at the chain that kept my loin cloth secured to my body. I felt the material rip, and my last shred of protection fell to the ground, leaving my genitals exposed.

“Please no,” I cried again, but before I had time to shut my mouth, it was being filled with one of the slimy things.

Defiantly, I bit down on it, praying it would make the jinn recoil. The tentacle was resilient though, and it did not appear to affect the creature at all. Instead, it probed deeper into my mouth, choking me as it reached for the back of my throat.

My eyes flew open in panic, landing on the jinn's taunt expressionless face. Its red eyes bored into me, showing no sign of mercy.

Two of the tentacles at the front of the creature's body turned into hands, and they reached up for me. I wanted to turn my head away, to not see what they were reaching for, but the tentacle in my mouth kept my head stationed forward.

The hands grasped both of my nipples between their thumb and forefinger and began rolling them, squeezing and twisting gently. I could feel a stirring in my cock from the stimulation, and I cursed myself for becoming aroused by the jinn's wicked touch.

Another tentacle slid between my legs, cupping my balls before wrapping around my length. I moaned as it squeezed my manhood, the very tip of the tentacle teasingly lapping across my tip.

A strange taste filled my mouth as the tentacle that was penetrating my face began secreting a waxy liquid. I wanted to spit it out, but there was no opening to eject the liquid from, so instead, I relaxed my throat, allowing it to slide down. Almost as soon as I ingested it, my body began to feel odd. It tingled all over, and I became intensely aware of an aching in my loins.

I stopped struggling, my body slowly succumbing to the jinn's touch. Was it devouring my essence? I couldn't tell. All I knew was that every inch of me that was being lavished with tentacles felt incredible.

My cock throbbed as the tentacle down below pumped my length back and forth, working my foreskin on top of itself and willing my slit to leak with creamy pleasure juices. I felt my hips bucking, and the tentacle stopped moving to allow me to fuck its slimy grip. The feeling was exquisite, and I briefly wondered if it was anything similar to fucking a pussy. Sadly, I would never find out.

My breath hitched as I felt two more tentacles begin teasing my balls. They flicked back and forth over them, at first, like two tongues. While I couldn't see what was going on, it felt like they were being engulfed in wetness and sucked fervently.

“Oh,” I groaned as the tentacle in my mouth finally backed away, giving me room to breath. It left a trail of milk white liquid in its wake, and I could only imagine what it was. Didn't want to imagine.

Two more tentacles snaked around my arms, climbing until they reached my wrists. I watched as the tips of them played with the lock to my restraints, and they both snapped open one at a time.

The jinn was not stupid though. It knew I would try to escape the first chance I got, and so it made sure to keep my appendages firmly secured with its tentacles while it continued to molest me.

The hands that had been twisting my nipples traveled down my body, running over the tight muscles of my stomach before meeting my cock. They switched places with the tentacles that had been working my length, which then ascended up to suck on my nipples while the hands pulled back my foreskin, exposing my sensitive tip. I whimpered as the jinn took its fingertip and pressed it into my slit, pushing and massaging until it was coated with my pre-come.

The jinn took my pre-come and sucked it into its mouth, staring into my eyes all the while. It scared me that I couldn't make out the creature's expression—couldn't tell if it was happy or angry, pleased or disappointed.

Just then, my body began to lift off the ground, and I looked around in panic as I was maneuvered onto my back, held up by the tentacles around my arms and new ones that had wrapped around my legs.

“Please no,” I begged as the jinn spread my legs and began pulling me towards its mouth.

It's going to eat me now; I just know it, I thought as I clenched my eyes tightly shut. I didn't want to see it coming.

My breath hitched as warmth encased my cock and balls simultaneously, and I let out a loud moan as they were sucked and massaged inside the creature's mouth. It was the strangest and the most pleasurable thing I had ever felt. As if the jinn had three separate compartments inside its face, it worked each piece of my manhood individually. I could feel tiny suckers kissing and tugging on the skin of one of my testicles, while the other was licked and roughly sucked. Something warm and tingling washed over my glans as my shaft was rapidly pumped inside the monster's mouth.

“Oh fuck,” I whimpered, and before I had a chance to cry out again, my lips were silenced by the persistent tentacle that had been leaking inside my mouth previously. Though I didn't know why, I almost instantly began sucking on it, working to return some of the pleasure that I was receiving. The jinn seemed to approve, because it sent warm vibrations around my manhood, which I could only translate as a moan.

My tongue worked its way around the small suckers at the end of the tentacle, feeling the odd smoothness of them. I tried not to giggle as they stuck to my tongue. The meatier part of the tentacle had an odd texture to it, rough yet wrinkled at the same time. I worshiped all of it in my mouth, lost in lustful thoughts.

Something was happening down below. It felt like a tiny worm was making its way inside my urethra, probing me and spreading to my balls and prostate. It gripped me suddenly, and I felt the strongest orgasm of my entire life. My mouth was too occupied to see what was going on, but I knew it wasn't normal. I struggled to breathe through my nose as my testicles tingled and my whole body contracted from the strength of it. Wave after wave of pleasure poured through me, and I was certain that the jinn was emptying me of everything I had, stealing my come and my life essence. It was the longest and strongest orgasm of my entire life, and the strangest thing about it was that once it was over, my body was still aflame with desire, as if I was immediately ready to go again.

My cock stood erect as the monster's mouth finally slid off of it, leaving it glistening with a film of saliva, licked clean of my pleasure juices. It quickly became obvious that the jinn had devoured them all, leaving not a trace behind.

I panted for breath as the tentacle in my mouth receded, and my tongue chased after it, lapping at the tip until it was out of reach.

The tentacles repositioned me again, lifting my legs and arms and wrapping around them so that they were held together, and I was left dangling, like a boar that had been tied to be carried after a hunt. My body was tilted slightly upwards, and the jinn worked to spread my thighs so that my balls hung helplessly exposed between my legs. A tentacle snaked up between my ass cheeks, and my breath hitched in fear that it would seek out my virgin opening. Thankfully, it passed by, proceeding towards my balls, which it quickly wrapped itself around. I whimpered as they were pulled taunt, and then moaned as I felt something wet washing over them. Struggling to lift my head, I saw the jinn's thick pink tongue lapping at my nutsack. The pressure of the suckers increased on my nipples, making a slurping sound as they pulled and twisted and teased.

“Ohh,” I groaned, letting my head hang back as I bellowed out my pleasure.

The jinn sucked my testicles into its mouth one at a time, giving each equal attention. I moaned shamelessly as its thick tongue rolled them around, petting over them, and tugging until it was almost painful. Then another sensation was added to the mix. A strange tingling seized my shaft, and I looked down to see a new tentacle wrapping around my length but not touching it. This one seemed to have millions of tiny hairs coming from it. Each one tickled my cock as it snaked up my length. My breath hitched in fear as the top of the tentacle opened up to reveal what appeared to be a mouth. It closed around my glans, but proceeded no further, and I could feel that strange feeling inside my urethra again, traveling down into my scrotum to milk my cock.

“Oh fuck,” I cried out as the tentacle on my glans began sucking. “I'm going to come again.” My hips bucked wildly as I released another stream of semen into the creature. How I could reload so quickly, I had no idea. I could only assume that the monster had done something to me to speed up my body's production rate. As my orgasm ebbed, I could feel the thing sucking inside of me, cleaning me out once more. Almost the second the strange sucking tentacle withdrew from my cock, I was ready to go again, drunk with lust.

The jinn let my balls fall from its sinewy lips, and its thick tongue worked to lick between my ass crack. I panted, enjoying the feel, beginning to realize that my death wasn't going to be so bad after all. At least, I was enjoying pleasure beyond my wildest imagination beforehand. It wasn't the worst way to go.

Soon, the tongue was accompanied by tentacles, using their powerful suction to spread my ass cheeks while the monster concentrated on my hole. One of them pointed threateningly at my opening and then spit some strange liquid onto it that raised my sensitivity by ten times. I whimpered as my pucker seemed to respond to every touch with a delight that absolutely disturbed me. Why did it feel so good being licked and petted back there? I certainly wasn't gay. At least, I didn't think so.

Then the tentacles became more bold, pressing just their tips inside of my opening. My heart thundered inside of my chest, begging for them to stop, but wanting them to continue.

“No. Not there,” I pleaded.

The jinn paused then, as if my words had suddenly become a command that ceased it in its tracks. I strained to look at the beast's face, and was bewildered at its expression. For the first time, it had changed, and it seemed to be amused.

“Yes, there,” it hissed, and then plunged a tentacle deep into my anus.

“Ahhh,” I cried out as it filled me, stretching my virgin opening. My entire body tensed around it, and I could feel it swelling inside me, countering against my body's resistance.

The creature groaned as the tentacle began probing back and forth, exploring my inner walls, and I moaned in abandonment, shamelessly enjoying the penetration. I was so lost in pleasure that I didn't even notice the jinn moving my body again, rotating me around so that my head hung facing it.

Something poked at my panting lips, and I opened my eyes to the sight of two giant testicles hanging in front of me. If there had been any question about the monster's gender, it was completely wiped away in that moment. The phallus that sought entry into my mouth was bigger than any I had ever seen, and bulging with thick deep purple veins. If it weren't from me gasping, I would have locked it out entirely, but it forced its way inside, grazing past my teeth and pressing my tongue down. I coughed around it, feeling overwhelmed. Once inside, the jinn began thrusting, and its heavy sapphire balls slapped against my face. In objection, I bit down, hard. For a moment, the monster paused, and I screamed silently as I could feel the tentacles in my ass spreading it wider than I could stand. Tears leaked from the corners of my eyes, falling into my short brown hair. After a moment of excruciating pain, the stretching stopped, and the jinn continued thrusting from both ends. I realized that I had been punished for biting down, and any thoughts of doing it again were quickly erased.

The jinn grunted as it continued to skewer me from both ends, varying its thrusts and rotating its squid like hips on occasion. I tried my best to relax, simply holding my jaw slack as the monster pounded into my face repeatedly. Its cock tasted oddly salty, like human sweat, and when its seed began dripping down my throat, I thought I would vomit from it. Thick as molasses and equally sweet, the jinn's pre-come seemed to linger, making a slow descent into my stomach.

It felt like forever before the monster finally withdrew its thick cock, and I saw a trail of pitch black liquid trailing from the tip of its glans to my lips. I tried my best to spit out what was left in my mouth, but the stuff was so thick that it didn't go far, and instead ended up landing back onto my face.

To my surprise, the monster placed me back down onto the platform, recoiling from me for a moment. I thought to run, but as soon as I made it to my feet, I was being pulled back by the hips. With my ass up in the air, the jinn's humongous glans zeroed in on my opening. I winced as I felt the monster's cock pushing against my hole, looking for an opening. It was impossibly big, and I saw no way that it would fit without killing me.

“Please, no,” I begged, but before I had even finished speaking, the monster breached my entryway, causing my last word to get jumbled with a pained groan. “Ohhh,” I cried out as the jinn pushed its swollen length into me.

Tentacles wrapped around my body, holding me firmly in place while the jinn began fucking me from behind. Each thrust sent a shrill whimper through my lips.

My body lurched back and forth as the monster pounded into me, fucking me like an animal. Soon, the tentacles crept up towards my face again, seeking to silence my pleasure cries. I opened my mouth obediently, allowing them to probe inside, despite the soreness of my cheeks from having my mouth stretched open for so long.

Other tentacles snaked up my legs to tease my manhood, gripping my balls and tugging on them until I whimpered. The small feathery tentacles returned to my shaft, along with the one that sucked and violated my glans, tunneling into my urethra to suck out my man juice.

Suddenly, I felt something pressing inside of me, as if the jinn's cock had changed shape from within. It was rock hard now, and rubbing up against a spot that caused electric shudders of immense pleasure to tingle throughout my balls.

“Oh yes, fuck me,” I mumbled around the tentacle in my mouth, willing the beast to pick up the pace as it stimulated the delicious little organ that was about to throw me over the edge.

The jinn obliged, locking onto my hips as it thrust into me with unparalleled vigor. It groaned and grunted as it took my ass, pressing farther inside than any normal man's cock could go, and I moaned and whimpered right along with it until my body felt it would give out.

With a pathetically weak grunt, my cock expended its juices, releasing into the monster's hungry come sucking tentacle. This time, my body did not refresh, and I felt drained beyond belief as my last drop of orgasm trickled from my slit, only to be slurped up by the tiny hairs on the tentacle around my shaft.

The jinn's display of pleasure was far more impressive. It roared into the night, sounding as horrible as its reputation, and I felt my belly expand with the load that it shot into me, filling my ass until its juices were flowing out around its monstrous shaft. The tentacles withdrew from my mouth with haste, and I barely had time to whisper, “fuck,” before they squirted milk white monster jizz onto my face and hair.

“Oh fuck,” I breathed as the jinn laid me down on the platform. I could feel its come leaking out of my ass, almost flooding from my body from being overfilled. It pooled around my hips and thighs, leaving me lying in a warm puddle of black monster semen.

Having completely expended itself, the monster withdrew, giving me a final glance before turning towards the forest. It began slithering away, and I simply lay there dumbstruck. Where was the death I had been promised? Wasn't it supposed to suck out my life essence through the mating?

“What are you going?” I called after it, not sure if I should be relieved or fearful.

But it didn't respond, and soon it was out of sight, leaving me alone and unbound. After several minutes of catching my breath and staring into the forest, I sighed, allowing myself to relax as I sat up. The jinn did not appear to be coming back for me.

I stayed in the protective light of the torches for the entire night, letting my mind play tricks on me as I listened to the forest creatures and their ebb and flow of noise. Sometimes, I even thought I heard the jinn trampling through the forest around me, returning to finish me off. But it was not to be.

Soon, the sun crested over the trees, and I knew I had been spared, though I had no idea why. Finally feeling comfortable enough to move, I stood, still drenched in monster come, and took my jizz soaked loin cloth, tying it around my waist the best I could. It would be a long trek back to Gabbs, but boy would I have a story to tell when I got there.