She wasn't sure that her anus-or, for that matter, her rectum-would be able to accommodate such a huge organ. The monstrous cock might rip her entrails apart. Baphomet's words echoed in her mind: "You have sex with my guards. If you survive that, you have sex with me. If you survive that, you and the witch are free to go." Suddenly, the devil's conditions took on truly ominous significance.
After allowing Buffy a look at his bizarre genitals and the suction cups he possessed in lieu of hands, the demon took his place, kneeling behind the Slayer on the cold, hard, stone floor. She felt the thick glans of the longer penis slide past the inward-curving slopes of her sleek buttocks. The tip of the rubbery dome that topped the prick encountered Buffy's asshole. The tiny, puckered anus offered fierce resistance. Initially, despite his enormous strength, the fiend was unable to penetrate the Slayer's asshole. Like the rest of her, her anal sphincter was well toned and exceedingly strong.
The demon fastened his suction cups upon Buffy's breasts. She could feel them clutching her tits in their close-fitting, rubbery grasp. It felt almost as if her tits had simply become larger, acquiring more tissue-until the cups began to suck and squeeze her breasts. The sensations of the squeezing and the tickling, nursing sensations made Buffy weak in the knees and the stomach, and she moaned with intense pleasure, her nipples stiffening and swelling inside the suckling cups. Much to Buffy's annoyance and mortification, her cock, always erect, stiffened and swelled further.
Another inch of the demon's erection slid past Buffy's smooth, soft buttocks, as the fiend redoubled his effort to penetrate the Slayer's asshole. She felt the pressure build against her anus. The tiny opening widened before the tremendous force; Buffy felt her asshole spread, opening to admit the invading organ. She grit her teeth, closing her eyes, as deep feelings of revulsion and shame overcame her, and tears threatened to spill down her cheeks.
