The next few days were peaceful, outside of constant rutting. I actually managed to get some work done. The inn's three floors were cleared of debris. The floors were mopped and swept. The walls were scrubbed.
Xar arrived with multiple levitated loads of our requested goods. I had additional maid outfits in an array of colors. In addition, there were fresh panties, which I'd probably need to wear when we received guests. Though I hate to admit it, it did feel nice to have something soft on my thoroughly used little hole.
Xar, of course, was furious to learn that Sadie had been beastified outside of her presence. We had to reenact the scene and post-turn destruction of my pussy to calm her down.
Sadie was taking to her ogre arc with a vengeance, hunting me down whenever she needed to use her cum-rag. I quickly learned that stroking those horns was the trick to a quick release. Once I'd gotten off I'd rub her to climax and get back to business.
Braja and Pantsu were awfully touchy about the technique. Braja called it "cheating". I couldn't tell if that was a "sex as a competition thing" or a fidelity thing. Pantsu just told me she didn't know me that well. I'd just have to wait for the two of them to put those handlebars in my hands.
Gob-Mommy, the curmudgeon, was making me pay for my cooking lessons in ass, and I was happy to oblige. Her rightful place in the kitchen was perched on a stool, getting milked dry by my sopping wet pussy while critiquing my knife skills.
I'd taken enough loads to fill my mop-bucket, and I was in domestic bliss.
That evening, I was finally able to curl into a freshly made bed, next to Sade, and be spooned to sleep.
I dreamed of guests, an unending line of penises to be pampered, adored, and road-worn slits in need of diligent tongue-bathing. That was my place.
When I woke up the next morning, someone was knocking on my back door, "Sade..."
She shifted, still half asleep, I'd caught her with morning wood.
Since I'd arrived, no one had made an attempt on my virgin pucker. I don't know why not, Braja had bargained for it with Xar, and I'd agreed. Maybe just knowing she could was good enough for her. I talked a big game, but I was thoroughly specced into pussy.
Her nose nuzzled into the back of my neck, "Haa...", and I clenched around her very tip. That woke her up.
"Sade... Do you want it?" Each micro-pulse between my cheeks made my belly-button tingle.
"Mmm... You don't want me to use your pussy?" she asked, giving her thighs a small flex that dimpled my star, "Hu-hu!"
"I do, always... but...", I rocked my hips into her tip, it was like dipping a toe into scalding water.
"Unh, Lex... If you let me I'll break it..." her words seared my nape. It wasn't an idle threat, thrust control was difficult for her, Pantsu said it was a symptom of the demon-blood. She had two settings, still, and on. Honestly, I was a little afraid, "Then, let me do the work..."
My hand went to my mouth. Tuh. Tuh. Tuh. With a puddle of spit in my palm, I reached behind me and began to lather her. I worked my drool up and down her shaft, rolling my fingers around her tip.
"Uhmm," she moaned, I loved how girly she still sounded, now with a slight rasp.
Her demon-fang was ready for action. I repositioned it, warm and wet, at my ass entrance, "Haah-huhh-huhh-mmm"
It wasn't like guiding a cock into my slick. There was resistance, pressure, my body naturally fighting to deny me what I wanted.
Please ass, just take her...
My gate would not budge. Her cock-meat ground into it, waiting patiently, "Oh Sade... I'm sorry."
Her teeth grabbed my shoulder, "Mmm"
Fuck just force it.
I bucked my hips back, and it broke into me, "Ohhhh!"
Big! So fucking big!
It felt like I'd just wrapped my butt around a can of spray-paint.
How!?
I was frozen, split open, an inch, maybe two, inside of me.
There was something to this, at the other side of the ache, something I could enjoy, but it was so far off I could hardly see it.
This isn't about you. This is for Sadie.
Hot air billowed from her nose, her breath was ragged.
She loves it. Make it good.
All I could do was rock my hips, anything more would be self-sacrifice, "Mmmmh..." she groaned into me.
I put it to a rhythm, eyes fluttering, feeling her throb and pulse, "You...like that?"
"Mmmf." she agreed, her lip curled and vented steam.
I kept at it, a little more rock each time, and then, a slide. Her whole form tensed.
Gahhhhh, too much!
"Sade..."
Her chest arched and her tits ground into my back, nipples dimpling my skin.
I've gotta get her off..." I resumed my rocking, and sent one hand traveling south, to ruffle her folds, the other north, to stroke her horn.
She was sloppy wet. I curled two fingers in, and found her G-spot, while groping and polishing her horn's tip.
"Mmmfff." her teeth squeezed.
"There you go-Sade. Fill-me-up... Fill-up my...ass..." I rocked harder, feeling her getting close, "I'll get, better... just fill-me-up, please!"
Trembling, she pushed it in. Just a bit further. "Ahaahhh!"
Then she came undone, if this wasn't her biggest climax yet it fucking felt like it, so hot inside me. I'd never felt cum like this, hot like ice, it coated my core, made my stomach ache, "Oh God!-"
I could feel every crevice of a place I'd never known, it sloshed. The tension, the stretch, it lessened, loosened, cooled. She wrapped her arms around me tight. Panting, she released my shoulder, "Oh-my-God, Lex."
"I know." I released her horn, but I left my fingers inside her, felt her grasping, holding me. That wasn't a demon-ogre. That was my friend, trying to come to terms with herself.