Buffy the Shemale Vampire Slayer Part 13

Baphomet laughed, thrusting his cock into the witch. "She's not hurt," he explained. "She's in the throes of ecstasy."

Buffy had always thought the use of fireworks to represent orgasm was an exaggerated metaphor, but, now, in the grip of the greatest orgasm she'd ever experienced, the Slayer realized that, if anything, the metaphor was a pale visualization of the event. As her semen burst from her convulsing cock, into Baubo's hungry maw, Buffy's heart stammered, her breath came in gasps, her thighs shuddered, and her asshole trembled violently about the cock that penetrated her.

She felt as if she'd died and come back to life a thousand times within the few seconds that it took for her to release the reservoir of sperm she ejaculated. At the same time, as Buffy reached orgasm, the suction cups fell from her breasts, and she felt the demon's hips press hard against her rear; a shudder ran through the fiend, and he howled, jerking his double-pronged dick from the Slayer's asshole and cunt to let the shafts spew his warm, viscid seed over her back, her ass cheeks, her perineum, her labia, and the backs of her thighs so that Buffy was kneeling in a pool of the thick fluid.

Baubo continued to lick Buffy's semen from the Slayer's still-stiff cock and the double-dicked demon wiped the dregs of his oozing semen over the Slayer's cum-covered buttocks until Baphomet ordered them to desist. Reluctantly, upon their master's command, the lesser demons withdrew, leaving Buffy with a sore, gaping asshole, dripping, like most of the rest of her, with cum. Although she was aware that the demons had left, she remained in place, upon her elbows and knees, legs spread wide, with her ass in the air, showing her cavernous, well-reamed anus, her eyes upon the semen-covered floor.

Willow didn't like the change that had come over her friend. Buffy had always been aggressive and confident, defiant and courageous. On her elbows and knees, in a pool of demon scum, her face and breasts, back, thighs, buttocks, and pussy bedecked, bejeweled, and garlanded in loops and beads and splatters of demon semen, she didn't look anything like the self-assured, kick-ass Slayer that Willow had known since their early high school days. She looked defeated, humbled, humiliated.