[Moans leave Rye as Hurricane tries desperately to take the tentacle, the sight and feeling of him choking on the appendage shooting pleasure through him. The tentacle in his mouth leaking something very much like pre down his throat.] Fuck, you're really going for it. Gods, you feel so good, almost want to k-keep choking you like this-

[The tentacle around his torso tightens, moving up his neck to limit his movement.] But. That might hurt you. [He takes control then, pushing the tentacle slow, steady down Hurricane's throat, give him time to adjust as he pushes deeper and deeper, as deep as his body will let him go. Then stay a moment, everything so still.] Such....such a pretty sight. You look made to take so many cocks. [His hand and fingers are working a little faster now, stroking him just a bit more eager, three fingers pressing deep.]

[Then he pulls the tentacle out of his throat. Gives him a chance to breathe, before pressing in again. The tentacles still remain buried in him, still hold his hands back.] Now Hurricane. I told you. I'm gonna use you the way you want. Thoroughly and completely. Like the lovely fucktoy you are. Once you do that.... [A tentacle with suckers curl up along his navel, just a few inches ftom his cock.] Then you get your attention.

And if you don't do what I say...well, this continues. And you....you get to watch. [His fingers finally pull out of him. And a tentacle curls back, between his legs. Then slowly begins to oress in, another jeening moan leving him.]