“Slaves, attend to me,” she commanded in a sensual voice. As the slaves rushed to obey, she gazed down upon her pet in the arena below.

“The crowd is getting anxious, mistress,” one of the slaves cooed. “If we make them wait much longer, they may want their money back.”

“They’ll wait, dog. And no speaking without being spoken to, or I’ll hold a ‘special’ show, with you as the centerpiece,” she replied in the same cool, sensual voice.

“Yes, mistress…”

Now, let’s get this show started.

Clad only in a leather bra and the makeup the slaves carefully applied, she started toward the arena entrance. Seeing her enter the stage of the area, the crowd went wild. They come—and cum—for a show, and they will not be leaving disappointed, she thought to herself.

Confident, she marched up to her ‘pet,’ a 1500 pound ‘tentacle monster’ lovingly named Cthulu. The real name of the species was lost in time, as the humans who enslaved them were not keen to learn a language of a dominated species. Still, they had their uses, as she was about to prove.

She held her hands for silence. As the crowd slowly stilled, the only noise that could be heard was the rumblings from the monster.

“You came for a show. Let’s get started!” With that, she nodded to the handlers, who unleashed the beast. Cthulu, long used to these shows, knew exactly what to do. He went straight for the bra, ripping it off and making sure it landed within the rich section of the crowd. Gotta keep the nobles coming back, was her last thought before the beast truly got started.

Knowing she would have been prepped by the slaves, the monster went straight for the gold. He shoved two of his thicker appendages deep into her cunt. When she opened her mouth to moan, he shoved another down her throat, getting it almost deep enough to cause her to gag. Three other tentacles wrapped around her stomach, lifting her into the air. Bending her over, another went deep into her ass. As the tentacles wrapped around her started rubbing her breasts and nipples, the ones inside slowly started to move. Imperceptible at first, the speed grew and grew.

Her moans were hidden by the tentacle in her mouth, though the vibrations in her throat caused the beast to know she was getting closer. He knew he was to make this last either 30 minutes, or when she signaled by biting down.

Lethe, he’s really getting into this today, she thought. I’ll have to give him a special treat when this is over… With that last thought, the first orgasm shuddered its way out of her. She convulsed a little, and the beast seemed to pick up on that, quickening his movements. She twitched as the beast hit just the right spot.

Knowing this other signal, Cthulu aimed for the same spot every time, making sure to graze it in each thrust. The woman moaned as another tentacle worked its way to her engorged clit, caressing it gently.

With all that attention, it didn’t take her long to break into another great orgasm. Fluids began leaking past the tentacles in her cunt, soaking the arena dirt. The crowd was going wild by this time, loving the show.

Knowing the show was getting close to the end, the tentacle monster figured the time was right. Pulling the tentacles out of her with an audible pop, he readied his real reproductive organ. He knew she wanted it up the ass, so he moved her into position. Her asshole quivering with excitement, the monster lowered her onto his thick rod. She came just as he was pushing himself in her, convulsing the walls of her ass around his rod. Then he got started in earnest. The beast used his tentacles to lift her and drop her onto his rod, making her ass cheeks a nice rosy red. As she came again and again, the fluids that leaked from her cunt dripped down onto the monster’s cock, further lubricating and speeding it.

She knew that when the beast got started like this, there was no stopping it, time limit or not. This was no trouble to her, who lost count of time shortly after she lost count of the orgasms the beast inflicted upon her. Soon, too soon, she thought, the beast was done. He shot his seed into her ass. As large as his cock was, some of the cum managed to escape the airtight seal of her ass. When the monster removed himself from her, a flood of cum dribbled its way out of her enlarged hole. The crowd roared in appreciation.

The handlers moved in to restrain the monster, and one helped her to her feet. She walked, bowlegged and shaky, back into the arena underworks.

“Slaves,” she said, her voice quivering, “attend me.”

As the slaves cleaned her up, an irritated manager walked up. “Your pet went 7 minutes beyond his allotted time!”

Feeling a bit steadier, she countered, “I bring in the money, and the crowd. Am I not allowed to have fun?”

Mumbling obscenities, he stormed off.