Demonic Holy Water PItfight (commission)

A repeat performance from the demons in the water park. The devil revives them just to punish them with more dunking into the burning-hot holy water, letting them brawl for survival in their weird violent but only semi-bloody (because weird demon biology).

 

The succubi had been slaughtered to the last in their previous encounter. The various crusaders of the church had sealed them away and let their petty jealousy and anger rip each other apart. Demons were strange like that, though. They were always existing in a vague sense, if there was something to call them back. Lucifer’s reign in Hell gave him a lot of sway over such things, and while it took some effort and resources, he had soon called all of the succubus back into his realm. They all stood and muttered in confusion, still reeling from their previous deaths as they found themselves waiting in their swimsuits within a huge, dark chamber.

“Morning, ladies. Have a decent rest?” The grinning red demon looked over the various half-naked women.

“You restored us!” Hexus blurted, the pink succubus wide-eyed and still confused about her recent revival.

“If you wanna put it simply, it’s something like that. Now I want you explain a few things to you unholy bitches.” The succubi hung their heads and shuffled their feet, some of them twirling their tails in one hand. They expected a real tongue-lashing, if not an apologetic orgy for their dark master. “First, you’re all trapped in here. Nobody leaves without my sayso.”

“WHAT!?” The girls immediately broke into shouts, complaining and objecting before Lucifer smashed his fist on the arm of his invisible seat. Fire and magma shot out from similarly unseen sources as great wings burst from his shoulders.

“SHUT IT!” They did. “I’m not done explaining. Now look to your left. Then to your right. I think you’ll notice I had you organized by your hatred for each other. You’ve all be placed categorically in this position so that the more you hate your assorted sisters, the closer you are to them. So rule number two…” He snapped his clawed fingers and a clinking of chains could be heard. The demonic women looked down and saw that they had been handcuffed to one other succubus each. Iflit glared as Shena, the blue and red women literally locking horns as they turned to glare at each other.

“You’ve been cuffed to your most loathed enemy. Your rivals, traitors, jealous sisters, the one with better tits than you… I’m looking at you, Jewel. Now only two of you are going to leave here in one piece, and that’s the two of you that are chained together. So if you want to make it through this, you’ll join up with your greatest enemy, grit your fangs, and bear it.”

The succubi were all anxious, glancing at each other. They started gauging their hated teammates as much as they were their future enemies.

“Other than that, only one last rule.” Lucifer smiled brightly. “And that’s have fun. Later, sluts.” He snapped his fingers again and the blackness beneath them proved to be a solid floor. Said floor popped open, dropping them like one enormous trap door that rained thousands of scantily dressed she-demons into the darkness below.

“Oh, and I forgot to mention the holy water. You’ll find it when you land. Sorry not sorry!”

Most of the demons were left screaming as they fell, struggling to right themselves and prepare for their landing. Even those with wings found them flapping uselessly in the air or trailing limply behind them.

“Holy water!?” Nix yelped in worry. If she had any more to say, she was quickly cut off when Nile swung her elbow. They hadn’t even landed when she sparked the fight, bashing her in the nose and spraying thick, black blood through the air. The others were tense enough that they broke into their own brawls, Nile’s first blow just the spark that triggered the powder keg of horny she-devils.

Kayna grabbed Jinx’s tail, pulling on it while planting her feet against her ass. Kayna screamed as it felt like her tail was going to be ripped off, twisting and trying to reach her attacker. She jerked her arm on Styxy’s half of their handcuffs, who had been Kayna’s nemesis ever since she seduced the mortal she had been working on for months.

“Watch what you're doing, you black bitch!” Styxy snapped, raised her chained together arm and wrapped it around Kayna’s neck. The demoness gagged and pulled at the chain that dug into her throat, suddenly more distracted by that than her enemy pulling on her tail. Even if she didn’t have to breathe, it was all that was keeping her head on her shoulders.

The rest of the girls had started to brawl in midair, clawing and swinging at anyone they could. A few turned on their own partners but they didn’t last long. They were quickly attacked from behind by their other rivals, but even without interference they were dooming themselves. When Hellena and Vika tore into each other with fangs and claws, they had no way to dodge or block. They were in each other’s faces slashing the hell out of each other’s bodies (in every sense of the term), leaving one arm free to fight while their interlocked ones slashed and pulled on anything close to them. Hellena had clawed out Vika’s eye while her wing was ripped off in payback. Their bloody pieces fell behind them in a dispersing bloodbath among the other scrapping parties that were either trying to end their opponents before they landed or simply climb over them to use them as a means of breaking their fall.  

Then came the splashes. The succubi all panicked at the first splashes and screams where Vicci and Vinni had landed, the squabbling sisters flailing to stay afloat in the scalding fluid. Lucifer was no angel these days, so he couldn’t exactly create holy water at will. He could make a crude replica, the equivalent that would even burn his fellow demons with its old but still potent divinity. It didn’t melt their bodies on contact like the real deal could (and had), but it seared them like scorching hot water. It would melt them down into puddles of multi-colored goop if they stayed in long enough, leaving them no choice to to kill or be boiled alive. The “unholy water” made its point rather quickly by the torn up Vika and Hellena hit the water. They had ripped so many chunks out of each other that just hitting the water splatted them into colorful mush, staining the water around them.

“Holy shit! He’s serious!” Nika shrieked just before she hit the water and vanished beneath the surface. One of the girls had shoved their partner under and held them beneath the holy water, a few discolored bubbles coming up before she lifted her arms back up. They came back with nothing but a severed hand on the other half of the cuff, laughing in triumph.

“Well that was easy!” Kelka cackled, just to be jumped by another, more coordinated pair. She shrieked as their combined weight pushed her into the rough waters, leaving her drowning and boiling beneath them.

The demoness' numbers started dropping quickly. The holy water itself wasn't to blame, as it wasn't instantly lethal, but the succubi were faced with a rather urgent decision. With their skin sizzling and splashing wildly to stay above the water, they weren't in the best of moods. It skewed their decisions as they determined if it was easier to team up as Lucifer had suggested or just destroy their ancient enemies on the spot and take their chances alone.

Ren and Daveen lashed out savagely at each other as soon as they were floating above the holy tide. Ren pounced on her red-skinned rival, their cuffs clanking and stretching as she punched and clawed Daveen's huge breasts. The red she-devil howled in pain, ripping Ren away by the hair and kicking her in the crotch. The water slowed the blow, but it was still more than enough to get Ren to clutch her crotch with her only free hand. It left it easy enough for Daveen to pull her back by the hair and bite into her face, finishing her off like some kind of busty shark.

Some simply couldn't get themselves to work together even when they tried. The petite pink demon Rivi was off balance with her thicker nemesis Balaach, their differences in height and weight making them comical to watch. Balaach's swimming and flailing whipped the skinny succubus around, but Rivi would occasionally trip under her and tangle with the curvy demon's legs to send them both sinking under for another searing bath. The ditzy Aphrode simply screamed and kept climbing up her friendly foe, weighing her down so that keeping either of them afloat proved impossible in the lethally sink or swim situation.

While this whittled down their population, there were still plenty more who got their acts together. There was the usual pushing and pulling to be expected, but they were able to temporarily set aside their hatred in order to survive against the swarm of other angry demons. Eva ignored her cuffed partner for now and punched the nearby Atulia instead. The purple succubus stumbled into her own bound nemesis, but the lean green demon whirled around as she heard her teammate's grunt of pain. She gave a spinning slap of her tail across Eva's face, making her shriek and recoil as Bustur rose to defend the foe who had nearly killed her a century ago.

“There’s a platform!” Roxa pointed off at something splashing a short way off from where the demons had landed. As they focused, they could see it was a wooden platform just a foot or two across. The thrashing demons around it made the holy water lap at its edges, but the platform mysteriously remained dry. It appeared to be the one tiny sanctuary safe from the painfully holy substance.

“Then let’s get it!” Szur (Roxa’s partner an especially top-heavy succubus with chalk-white skin) grabbed her teammate by the wing to help keep her afloat. The two started to kick and elbow with their free hands, knocking away their less-hated rivals in order to save their own skin. Even when Nagasm caught Szur by the tail, Roxa twisted herself around until she could kick their pursuer in the face. If Szur went down, after all, she’d never reach the promed safety of the little island.

A few of them saw the pair going for the platform and caught onto the idea. Some of the demons that turned their backs were just swarmed and crushed by their sisters. Vera tried to rush for the platform, just to break into an argument with Qazza. "Everyone's going there, you stupid bitch! That's going to become a mosh pit!"

"Then we're going to sit here and cook alive!" Vera snapped back. The two of them kicked and clawed at each other until Vera lunged at her cuffed rival and bit into her breast. Qazza screamed briefly before she was dragged under the holy water, leaving the two of them to steam and sizzle in the blessed liquid.

Vera had been right, however. More and more of the succubus had either seen the floating platform or spotted the girls swimming in their direction. They swarmed the area until their already focused fighting force became even more dense, turning into a feeding frenzy of multicolored she-devils. Kazi tried to rush for the platform just for Injus to grab her by the hair. The pink demoness screamed as her dark curls were pulled out in pieces, but her cuffed nemesis was quick to abandon her for her own safety. Dula didn’t get too far, finding herself coming just short of the miniature raft. “Dammit!” she hissed as she looked back, finding that the grip on Kazi was all that was keeping her from making the last few feet. “You stupid dead weight!”

“Shut up and help me!” Kazi shouted back at her. Dula decided she’d rather make a break for it herself, pulling and banging on her handcuffs. The more she tried, the more she became convinced that they were unbreakable. She couldn’t stand staying in the water any longer, but her sitting stationary made her too easy a target to pass up on. Two purple succubi descended on her, one punching Dula dead in the face. She staggered and splashed to try to stay afloat, but the purple partner swept around behind her and yanked her chained arm. It latched it around Dula’s neck, choking her as the holy water-soaked chain pushed into her throat. Kazi gagged as her neck sizzled, her thrashing only serving to make her hair and breasts bounce around in time with her struggles. With one last sound like searing meat, Kazi gagged and fell limply into the water. She bubbled and boiled there until the holy water melted her away into a harmless stain among her sadistic sisters.

Roxa and Szur made one last dash for the cherished platform. Szur pushed a curvy blue demoness under the water, dragging her partner beneath the waves with her like she was a living ancor. She ignored the desperate clawing at her thighs as she stepped over the blue bitch's head. Roxa was grabbed by the hair from behind, but she swung her heel backward to nail her assailant in the crotch. The grabby green demoness wailed and clutched her groin as Roxa suddenly dove under the water. The slim girl swam past a few of her foes unnoticed, keeping her eyes forced shut and ignoring the sting until she came up on the far side of the platform coughing for air. With Szur just behind her, Roxa was finally able to drag herself up onto the wooden platform, panting and smoking but finally safe from the scalding sea around them. The waters stung her feet, but it was leagues better than being stuck floating in the stinging substnace.

“Quick, dumbass! Get me up there with you!” Szur barked, her arm raised to keep Roxa balanced on the raft.

“What are you talking about?”

“I just got you up there! Now pull me up!”

“Look at me! I can barely fit up here! No way your fat ass is getting up here too!”

"WHAT?!" Sure enough, Roxa's balancing act on the tiny vessel left maybe an inch of extra space. Some of the biggest succubus would struggle to even fit on there with their extra curves. Some of their pursuers reached them, grabbing and pulling at the raft to rock it around. Roxa held her arms out for balance, but she whipped out with her tail and kicked with her feet to drive off any attempting usurpers.

Szur was left with no such benefit. The hellish beauties were still descending on the same spot that she happened to be standing in front of. Now that Roxa was the highest thing in the entire sea of blessed waters, so she was becoming a prime target that Szur had the misfortune of being handcuffed to. She had to shove a succubus off of her that tried to climb up her, just for another to start clawing at her breast and more swimming past her. Szur frantically slapped the one attacking her breast until she let go, just to turn and crush the fingers of one of the hands grabbing the raft. The holy water was softening up all of the succubi (except for Roxa, of course), so the demonic fingers bent out of shape with one shot as the screaming she-demon recoiled.

Szur saw that she wasn't going to be able to fend them all off. What's more, she realized she had no reason to defend it right now. It wouldn't do her any good if she boiled herself alive hoping that Roxa would outlast the rest of them. She finally yanked her handcuffed hand towards one of the nearest mobs of demonic women as if she intended to punch all of them at once. It jerked short of them, but it did what she wanted: it flung the selfish Roxa right off the raft and sent her crashing into the rest of them like a human morning star. Roxa went screaming over Szur’s head before she ended up going under with the rest of the panicking and splashing succubi she’d run into.

Szur clawed for the platform to save herself, but her wings were quickly grabbed by the surrounding fiends and she was dragged back into the scalding mess with the rest of them. Narza and Gleam piled onto her and clawed wildly, tearing away chunks of skin and hair from their fellow demon. They were caught in such a frenzy that by the time the curvy Szur was torn to pieces, they ripped right through her and went on attacking each other as if she had never been there in the first place.

Roxa was freed from her partner as her shredded arm faded into nothing inside the holy water. She went to swim away again and take her chances away from the crowd, but she found herself stuck again. It was strange because of Szur being ripped and melted apart, but she looked back and saw that her tail had become tangled with the rest of the crowd she’d been thrown into. She pulled on it a few times to try to free herself, but the struggling mass of hellish women just yanked her back and forced her to surface.

A pair of neon green women reached the platform next, throwing themselves past the last of their defeated foes. Conch and Miloette grabbed at its edges and tried to crawl on top, the cuffed women repeatedly slipping off as they both tried to make their way on top. “Get up, you clumsy fatass!” Miloette shouted at her rival, pulling on Conch’s longer mass of purple hair to pull herself up.

“You’re the one getting in MY way!” Conch snapped back. She started clawing Molette’s thick and smoking chest like they were a pair of handles, ripping away the swimsuit top in her failing efforts. Just like the pair before them, they couldn't find any space for the two of them to fit. The difference this time was that they refused to realize this, pushing and squeezing into each other as best they could and falling repeatedly back into the water. They'd get up and tried again, no matter how many times their big wet tits went squishing and slapping into each other and bouncing back off. They only finally stopped when Gigan grabbed them both by their bikini bottoms and dragged them back off into the water with the rest of their slutty feeding frenzy that was the hundreds of succubi.

The squabbling duo were split up as a small gang took each of them apart. Kora grabbed Conch around the neck from behind, pinching and pulling at her hair. Dusk went in front of her and threw some punches into Conch’s belly while Vendette started to claw vicious lines into Conch’s chest. Molette got a similar treatment as both Spink and Joi grabbed her legs and pulled in opposite directions. Molette was flexible, but the green succubus couldn’t bend as much as they were forcing her to. Her thighs popped and twisted while Joi bit nastily into her toes, and the rest of the attacking girls eagerly assaulted her vulnerable position. She was quickly being pushed under with the barrage of fists and clawing nails that attacked her face, arms and boobs.

A few had the idea to keep trying the only platform in sight, but more were catching onto the futility thanks to the fallen pair.

“This is bullshit!” Linona declared, wiping some of the stinging water from her eyes. “We can’t all last with these cuffs and still be the ‘last fucking pair standing!”

“Good point.” Lucifer’s voice had a casual tone but rang through the skies. There was a beam of light as if some trap door had opened above them again. It made a shining silver key go falling into the waters especially visible as everyone stopped to stare. “That should work for everyone’s keys. Go nuts, ladies.”

There was a moment where the waves of the holy water came to a stop as all the demons stopped to watch the key hit the water. It broke into mayhem once again as the demonic ladies went splashing after it. Hexa pulled back on Reema's wings, literally stepping over her head to get closer to their goal. She didn't get far as Reema started clawing and pulling at her tail and ankles.

The pack of demonesses with their tangled tails went rushing after it, only to find that their situation had only gotten worse. Trying to swim while handcuffed to one enemy was bad enough, but a half dozen more tangled in there made it impossible to move around. Jun barely had the space to kick and stroke, relying on the combined buoyancy of her surrounding enemies. Considering the size of the boobs floating around her, they would be staying above water well before the holy water dissolved them.

Sterra tried to use this to her advantage by grabbing two fistfuls of the other thrashing demons' hair. They screamed as she pulled herself up onto their backs, her tail stretched painfully but finally removed from the scalding liquid at the expense of her sisters.

"What the hells do you think you're doing?!" Her unwilling partner Rino was left among the supporting succubi that made up her living raft. The other girls were clawing at Sterra's legs or flapping their wings at her while the mounting red she-devil exploited them.

"Saving my own skin! More than you stupid sluts can do! Maybe if I outlast them I'll get the key for you, Rino. If you're more than just a hand by then anyway!" Sterra was able to ignore most of the blind clawing at her hot and sensitive skin, but their angrily beating wings were starting to knock her around. She braced a foot on Infa's back to steady herself, briefly forgetting about their tangle of tails beneath her. She also forgot just how badly the holy water had weakened her body. That proved to be the last bit of pressure she could take before her tail simply snapped off and sent her tumbling head over heels back into the water.

While she was freed from the demonic rat king that was her clustered enemies, she was still cuffed to Rino and well within the reach of enemies. The bickering and brawling bunch quickly agreed on a mutual target as even her partner ganged up in pounding Sterra into a shrieking pulp.

While most abandoned it for the key, a few of the forced teams of demons stayed near the island by choice. A few weren't bright enough to see the platform's futility or hadn't spotted the key, but some were just content to abandon their partner in order to stop the incessant burning. Veniz climbed over her bitter ex-girlfriend just to get back on the floating platform, but she couldn't stay up for long when her cuffed enemy simply yanked her back down out of spite. Demmy had the opposite plan, boosting up Kezran to let her take it instead and watch out for her once she'd landed. The green demoness didn't even get all the way on top before she was pelted by the fists and claws of every other succubus vying for the spot, knocking her right back off.

Their portion of the battle didn't last long. Those that had stayed by the raft were the most desperate or bitter, not thinking as clearly as the rest of the already softened and panicking demon girls. Those twenty had quickly ruined themselves into only four, and they were still dropping fast.

Voyda kneed a purple demon in the face, turning the once lovely features into a bleeding mess with a crooked nose. A few more put her out cold, and while she wasn't dead she might as well be. She was left floating motionless in the scalding sea of holy water, and her partner couldn't do much with the dead weight on one of her arms.

"Bet you could have used that key about now!" Nenya taunted, Voyda's partner who was beating on the purple demon's suddenly vulnerable partner. The two pink demonesses clawed at each other's breasts, but a knee to her pussy left the already handicapped brawler simply powerless. Nenya and Voyda both grabbed her by the hair and bashed her head into the floating platform, pounding until she was as motionless as her teammate.

With just the two begrudging teammates left, they both went for the miniature raft at once. "Let me up! I hit the water before you!" Nenya demanded as she clawed her way up on top.

"To heaven with that! I've been doing all the work!" The slightly chestier Voyda forced her way up next to her, the two of them stumbling and slipping as they tried to stay on the same limited and precious space. They could only push and stagger for so long before physics took over, dropping them both in opposite directions. Nenya hit the water and went under, but found herself suddenly stuck. Her eyes went wide with horror as she tried to pull her arm loose, but they hand landed on exactly opposite ends of the platform. The chain of their handcuffs had buried itself into the wooden surface, and she could see Voyda thrashing in the water a couple feet away experiencing the exact same misfortune. No amount of thrashing could break the wood in time as they melted away shrieking and cursing at each other.

That only left those pursuing the key. A few had pounced on others to slow them down, preferring to prevent their making it rather than succeeding themselves. Trix and Trappz made it first, the two ancient and gorgeous demon milfs with huge breasts and classic dark red complexions. Trix grabbed it first, but Trappz shoved her away and grabbed it from her hand.

"Give me that! You don't know what you're doing, you useless old ditz!" Trix shouted at her just to be tackled from behind by the slim and brown-skinned Tura. While Trix shrieked and struggled with that, Tura wrapped the chain of her cuff around her neck to choke her while her partner started sending hammer blows into the succumilf's giant rack and leading copper-colored bruises.

Trappz went to put the key in her lock, but the arm was jerked away by Trix's struggles. She was swarmed before she could try again as the gleaming wet key became a dooming beacon to whoever carried it. Trappz was weighed down by the girls piling on top of her, all grabbing for the key. "STOP! GET OFF, YOU IDIOTS! YOU'LL HAVE IT WHEN I'M DONE!" The demonic cougar shrieked furiously at them, but she was ignored. A few even enjoyed it when the elder demoness finally was forced under the holy water to sizzle beneath the blessed tide. At least then she shut up.

Vora wrenched the key from her hand at last, cackling as she straightened it out and lunged for her lock. It barely got inside the slot when she was elbowed in the face by Goren, stunning her on the spot. The white-skinned demon pulled the key back out, refusing to wait a second longer bound to her nemesis and boiling in the water. If she was the first to get out of her cuffs, she should be able to get back to the island and be the sole survivor. If her partner/enemy made it, that was fine too, she supposed. She could deal with Vengina later.

Vora and Goren grappled for the key briefly before the white demoness bit into Vora's wrist with her sharp fangs. The blue succubus screamed and tried to pull away, but the holy water was ruining their spiritual corporeal forms. She pulled hard enough that her entire hand came off at the wrist, giving it to Goren along with the key. The grinning she-devil spat the hand out, using it to unlock her cuffs without even bothering to take it out from between Vora's fingers.

With a triumphant laugh, Goren was the first to pull herself free from her hated ally. Astr was left with the loose handcuff hanging from her wrist, but it was far better than staying stuck on the white she-devil. Goren threw the key away dismissively, which turned out to be the best thing for her. The other girls pounced on it, kicking and clawing to be first. While a few went down in the fray, being handcuffed to an unconscious woman wasn't the worst fate for them anymore. Once the key was used on them, the others didn't care what happened to it. Anyone who could grab it and escape the wrath of the others long enough to undo her own bonds could then leave behind their dead or knocked out ally.

"I'm so glad you're all doing so well with these new rules," Lucifer spoke up from above. Most of the girls had ditched their handcuffs by now, leaving a little over a dozen demons floating through the water and sizing each other up. "So let's play nice for a while... orgasms destroy." This was enough to get everyone to look up in confusion. "From now on, making your opponent cum removes them from this plane. Much easier for a bunch of sluts like you than killing, now isn't it?"

The batch of succubi had to agree, which was why Yeena quicky grabbed Vora by the hair and kissed her, sending her other hand between her legs. Vora grunted deeply, their hypersexualized nature kicking in fast on both fronts. Vora's thick nipples prodded at her foe's before she reached around her hips, thrusting fingers into both her ass and pussy to pump the slutty silver demoness from both ends.

The rest of the girls got to work as well. Vax and Warn were both latched onto the busty Asom's breasts, sucking loudly as if the cure for holy water were inside. While the chesty green woman moaned loudly, she bearhugged them both to her chest and held them in place. While they fumbled around underwater for her slit, she clenched her thick thighs together to keep them out. Asom's surprise tit smother left them both unconscious before too long, letting her push them off to float away. Now that they were defenseless, the holy water ate away at them until they were only four little islands of breast flesh (and then nothing at all).

One of the blue succubi went lunging for Shlick, but she ducked under the pair of hands and dove into the water. The short-haired purple demoness quickly found herself cringing from the consuming burning sensation, but she figured it would have similarly softened up her foes. Putting her true talents to use, she locked her mouth onto the blue snatch in front of her and licked for all she was worth. Schlick pulled at her labia and exposed it to the early stings of the holy water, and with the two combined the blue slut suddenly shrieked. Schlick tasted cum a moment before she simply vanished from sight, no longer there at all.

When Horne took down Tempty with some rough fingering, Donka grabbed her from behind. Donk was a short and curvy demon, young but plenty busty for her limited height. She wrapped her hands around Horne's waist and started fingering while grabbing her breast with the other. "Enjoy the last orgasm of your life!" the short imp laughed as her captive pink demon tried to yank herself free. When there was no immediate chance of escape, she simply fought back by grinding her ass and tail against Donk's crotch. The shorter succubus moaned in her rival's ear, but she maintained her hold long enough to make her squirt and vanish.

Donk barely had time to rinse the cum from her fingers when Gamorenifer darted by and grabbed her by the ass. Donk hardly had time to moan before the booty-centric demoness came and went just like her former victim. Even after her ambush, Vora suddenly shoved Yeena back into Gamorenifer. The two of them jolted and thrashed, but Vora grabbed their tails and tied them together. They were left ass to ass as Vora fingered them both, making them moan and grind their asses together until they both wailed passionately and vanished.

Shlick had caught up to Goren after she swam for the platform, dragging her off and grinding against her in a quick tribbing contest. Their breasts rubbed together as they hurried to take each other out before the impending doom of the holy water consumed them. They managed to both slide onto the raft with Goren humping Shlick with all she had and vice versa.

"You're... unf... going down," Vora grunted, but she was too exhausted and vulnerable.

"I'll be going down on you to finish you off!" Shlik snapped back. She reached for Vora's breasts, but the top demoness reached to stop her. The unfortunate block made the cuffs latch onto her wrist, trapping the two together. With one last gasp, Vora rolled over and threw them both into the water to continue their blessed humping. They couldn't last long among the burning and their natural state of arousal, clits bumping together until their mutually dooming cries echoed in the water before they vanished.

Not far off, the last two of them faced off. Asom wrapped her tail around the wrist of Courtia, a tall and fit-looking blonde that could have passed for a flirty barmaid if not for her radiant green skin. Courtia squeezed Asom's breast until it leaked some of her black blood, but the busty demoness kneed the green enemy in the crotch. Courtia gasped and leaned into Asom's big chest, but she smirked back at her confidently. "Still tender down there after this long soak, aren't you?" she mocked, kneeing her again and again between the legs until her moans of pain turned to ones of lust. However, by then Courtia had wrapped her half of the handcuffs around Asom's throat, choking her out in a race of Asom's sexual skill against her ability to hold her breath. Her knees struck more wearily as her air came short and the sizzling chain bit into her neck, but she paddled back a few paces. It made the chain tighter, but Asom threw a kick up into Courtia's pussy so hard that the front half of her foot went completely inside. With one huge, husky groan, Courtia's eyes crossed and she vanished in one wet burst of cum. Asom barely even realized it as her body gave out, passing out from pain, exhaustion and lack of air. She floated along face down, her big breasts breaching the water right next to her.

"Well, I suppose you're a winner. You're the last one standing... or floating in this case," Lucifer observed. "I'm sure you'd appreciate it more if you were conscious. Or, you know... going to live more than a few seconds soaking like that. Still, this was a fun little experiment. Maybe I'll check in on you girls some other day."