Chapter 1 - Filming A Porno In Hell? What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Vaggie let out a sigh as She opened the door to her and Charlie's office. Her eyes quickly set on her desk as she made her way over and began to root through its contents. "There has to be something... A check, birthday money, anything!" Vaggie mutters to Herself as she pulls out a series of old envelopes. A hopeful smile grows on her face as she quickly tears open the first letter, only to find an overdue lighting bill.

"A bill, great." Vaggie sighs. She could add this one to the collection both She and Charlie had. Vaggie tosses the letter and its contents into the trash as she moves on to the next one. "And... Another bill." Vaggie mumbles as she pulls out another bill. Why did Hell even have bills? If there were one thing no demon would ever do, it'd be paying their taxes. 

Vaggie went through the rest of the letters. Always finding either more bills or advertisements for places She and Charlie wouldn't even think of visiting.

Growing frustrated, Vaggie leans back in Her seat and looks up at the ceiling, almost as if She was trying to find the answer to Her problem there. Only to see the same dank wooden plaster She had stared at ever since She and Charlie first bought the place.

But Her moping was cut short as She heard someone walk in, followed by a familiar grating voice saying, "Yo, toots, what's with all the moping? Don't You have a hotel to manage?"

Slowly, Vaggie turns towards the door and sees none other than the pornstar spider Himself, Angel Dust, holding His pet pig.

"I'm sure You've noticed this by now, but there isn't much of a hotel here to manage." Vaggie groans as She rubs Her tired eyes. She was not in the mood for Angel Dust and whatever game He wanted to play.

"Heh, could've fooled Me." Angel chuckles before placing His pet pig on the ground, letting it explore Vaggie's office as He walks in. "But seriously, what's with all the sighing and mumbling? Is Princess not gettin' You enough head?" Angel continues while looking around Her office. 

"Not anything someone in Your paygrade should worry about." Vaggie says before leaning back over Her desk and digging through more papers.      

"Hey, I'm supposed to be Your guys' first successful patient, right? If You want me to play ball here, Your gonna have to be a little more upfront with Me." Angel says as His eyes land on Vaggie's trashcan. "But if I had to take a guess..." Angel says as He picks up the trashcan and empties its contents across the office floor, making the inner neat freak Vaggie was, grind Her teeth in frustration as She watches Angel begin to pick through its spilled contents. 

"But if I had to take a guess..." Angel says as He picks up and unfurls one of the bills Vaggie had tossed away. "Since Princess' birthday is comin' up and money's lookin' a little tight 'round here, I'm thinkin' You could use a little dough to buy Your sweetheart a little somethin' somethin'." Angel guesses with a wink, shocking Vaggie with how spot-on He was.

"You managed to guess all of that?" Vaggie inquires curiously. 

"Nah, Nifty told me after You told Her." Angel laughs before He's suddenly cut short as a dagger finds itself thrown into the wall next to His head. 

"Get out. And take Your little... Pet with You too." Vaggie says as She turns back to Her desk. 

"Hold on, Toots. I ain't come here to laugh at Ya. I already do that enough." Angel starts as He leans down and picks up His pet pig. "I might've come here with a solution to Your little issue." Angel explains, garnering back Vaggie's attention.

"A solution?" Vaggie asks, not exactly confident in ANY idea that might come out of Angel's mouth. 

"Yeah... Ngh... A solution." Angel says as He tries and struggles but ultimately manages to pull the dagger out from the wall. "While I might think this entire idea of redeeming demons is a total sham, Charlie's still a sweetheart."

"Who also basically lets You live in a hotel for free." Vaggie interjects with a suspicious glare.

"Yeah, that too." Angel admits as He hands Her the dagger.

Seeing as how She had little to no other options, Vaggie sighs and shakes Her head. "Alright," Vaggie says as She takes the dagger. "I'll bite. What's Your idea."  Vaggie asks.

Angel then looks excited as He says, "You know that I work at Porn Studios, right?"

"Oh, God. Yeah?" Vaggie responds as She already knew where this was going.

 "Well, They pay a lot of money to some of the actors, and seeing as how I know the guy who runs the place, I could-" 

"No, nope, nada, nope, not happening." Vaggie stops Angel from saying more.

"What? You didn't even let Me finish." Fretted Angel.

"First of all, need I remind You that I'm in a happy and healthy committed relationship with Charlie. And second of all, I'm a lesbian, remember?" Vaggie says as She stands from Her desk. 

"To Your first point, pornstars are more than capable of having long and healthy relationships." Angel responds to Vaggie's first claim. 

"What about You then, huh? How come I've never seen You walking around here with some boyfriend or girlfriend?" Vaggie tries to retort.

"That's by choice, Toots." Responds Angel, making Vaggie laugh as She walks past Him out of the office. "Hey!" Angel calls out after Her. "And to Your second point, You know lesbian porn is still a thing, right?" Angel says, stopping Vaggie in Her tracks.

"Hmm..." Vaggie huffs before turning away from Angel. The possibility was there, but there was still one glaring issue. "What about Charlie then, hmm? How'd You think She'd feel if She saw Me starring in some random porno?" Vaggie retorts, turning back to face Angel.

Placing a hand on Her shoulder, Angel then says, "Can You honestly tell me with a cruel, cold, and shrewd heart such as yours that Charlie would ever come CLOSE to watching porn, and if She did, would go so far as to actually think it was you?"

Vaggie thought about it for a moment. For all the time that She's worked and been with Charlie, through all Their personal moments together, a good part of Her couldn't even fathom the idea of Charlie looking at porn. When They both had started getting intimate with each other for the first few times, Vaggie always ended up having to lead. So the idea of Charlie going the extra mile to look at some porn was pretty far from anything She could consider happening in the foreseeable future.

Getting a glimpse at Vaggie's hesitation, Angel sighs and reaches into His fluffy bust. "Here, take this." Angel says, taking Vaggie's hand and putting a card in it. "Look, phone number and address." Angel points at the card before picking up His pig. "If You ever feel like makin' a little extra dough, don't be afraid to call." Angel finishes as He bids Her farewell and leaves Vaggie with Her thoughts.

"Damn it..." Vaggie breathes, frustrated as She feels a part of Her begin to consider the idea.

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Stepping out of the elevator, Vaggie looked around at the vast number of demons making Their way in and out of recording studios. After much consideration and reluctance, Vaggie's desire to get Charlie a present won out over any rationale she might've had. She decided to bite the bullet and take the job at Porn Studios, the place where Angel worked. After signing in at a front desk and explaining her sexuality, She found Herself in one of the many filming hubs as She looked for someone to talk to.

As She stepped off the elevator, Vaggie saw an older curvey female demon walking into one of the rooms alongside a hellhound. While at the same time, She watched as a petite yet spunky-looking imp walked out of one room, followed by a whole group of exhausted-looking succubi.

Vaggie notices a group of demons wearing bathrobes looking at a TV screen next to a door. Curious, Vaggie ventures over to see what They are looking at. "Damn, Mikey's form has been gettin' better and better lately." One of the demons chimes before taking a puff out of a cigarette.

Presumably Mikey, a skinny-ish-looking male succubus, railed an older-looking female demon disguised as a typical suburban housewife on the screen. Both were fucking on what looked like a re-creation of a teen's bedroom. His fat red balls slapped over the other demon's winking asshole as He held Her in a mating press, which the camera person made sure to get a perfect angle of before changing focus to the deep and wet kiss the faux mother and son duo were entangled in.   

Pulling His tongue out of the woman's mouth, Mikey says, "Guess You were right, Mom. All that rock music and video games DID affect Me after all." Before pushing His tongue back into His 'mother's' mouth. 

Rolling Her eyes, Vaggie stepped away from the group surrounding the TV  and continued Her search. Only to have Her search cut short as a voice calls out from behind Her. "So, You must be Vaggie." A female voice with a southern twang rings out behind Her. Turning around, Vaggie is stunned into silence as She gazes at the demon's beauty.

The first thing Vaggie noticed was the blood-red-skinned demon's ample bust, tightly held together behind Her button-up shirt as She leaned over to shake Vaggie's hand. "Heard We were going to work together." She smiles before wiping some sweat off Her brow.

Vaggie would never cheat on Charlie. For as long as She still lived and breathed, Her romantic loyalty would always stay with her girlfriend. But as She stared at the honestly attractive demon, Vaggie couldn't help but feel less off-put by the idea of doing some work with whom She presumed to be Angie.

Vaggie quickly comes to Her senses once She realizes She hadn't said anything. "Oh! Um, yep. T-That's Me." Vaggie stutters while fumbling over Her own words. 

"Great! I'm Angie. I'd go deeper into introductions if We weren't already set to become much more acquainted in a few minutes." Angie jokes before letting out a husky laugh. 

"It's an a-a pleasure to be working with You." Vaggie smiles back.

"Well, Mr. Valentino runs a tight ship around here. So We should probably get moving before We run behind schedule." Angie mentions while gesturing to a door behind Her, also unintentionally reminding Vaggie why She was here.      

"Oh! Yeah... Ahem... Yes, lead the way." Vaggie clears Her throat before following Angie, getting a few of Her perfectly round rear in the process.

They both made their way into a bedroom similar to one of the sweets at the hotel. But as She looked around, She barely noticed Angie as She dragged in a large box and opened it.

"What's that for?" Vaggie questions.

Angie then reaches down into the box and pulls out a camera. "So that I can film You and Your co-star, silly.~" Angie chirps as from behind Her, Angel Dust walks in wearing a bathrobe.

"Wha- Angel?!" Vaggie gasps, confused at the pornstar's presence, before She begins to put the pieces together.

"First of all, nice to see You too, Toots. And second of all, I'm gonna be Your co-star for the shoot." Angel explains.

"B-But why?! I thought I told the bitch at the front desk that I was a lesbian!" Vaggie explains, albeit angrily.

"What makes You think a place like this was ever going to respect Your sexual preference." Angel retorts, chuckling at the mere assumption Vaggie made. 

Vaggie facepalms and sighs annoyedly. "But You do know that means I'm not going to have sex with You." Vaggie divulged. 

"What do You mean?" Angel asks, sounding genuinely confused. 

Vaggie groans. "Do I need to explain this to You? I'M A LESBIAN!" Vaggie reiterates.

"Yeah, You already said that." Angel says before turning to Angie. "Could You cut the camera?" Angel asks, which causes Vaggie to discover that She had been filming Them.

"YOU'VE BEEN FILMING US THIS ENTIRE TIME?!" Vaggie nearly screams as Angie quickly turns off the camera.

But before Vaggie could leave, Angel pulled Her close and whispered out of Angie's earshot. "Look, I managed to pull a one-time job for You here, which in and of itself is God damn a miracle. Also, Can You confidently say that You'll be able to work up the right amount of cash in time to get Charlie a present?" 

In the back of Vaggie's mind, She knew He had SOME point. But She still wasn't entirely swayed. "But why does it have to be with YOU?" 

"Just part of the business, Toots." Angel scoffs. "While actors on earth might be able to choose who they work with. Down here, on the other hand, when You get told to either suck or fuck, or Hell, even both, You say how hard and how fast. So if You wanna get paid, You're gonna have to have to relax Your holier than thou grandstanding, if only for a few hours." Angel explains, which is enough to get Vaggie to think it over.

Vaggie mulls it over as She thinks back to why She was doing this in the first place. Filming this porno would all be for Charlie, Her partner, Her lover, the person She cared for the most down there. Even though the dream of redeeming demons was going to be easier said than done, Vaggie could still tell the harsh reality of it all was starting to wear down on Charlie. So if She could just get Her this gift to show that if anything, She'll always be there for Her, then it might all be worth it.

"Fine... But I swear I'll have Your dick on a spike if You mention this to ANYONE." Vaggie silently snarled. 

"Sheesh, easy with the mental pictures, Toots. You have nothing to worry about." Angel reassures Her before turning back to Angie and giving Her the go-ahead to start filming again.

Before coming here, Vaggie had done a little research into the porn industry. Not to gather some inspiration, only to get a general idea of what might happen if she decided to go through with it. And what She found was that in most cases, pornos aren't entirely scripted, as They mostly just rely on the actor's improvisation. So, as She saw Angel quickly put on a much more seductive smile, She soon followed suit as Vaggie tried to look as desirable as She could. Which itself was difficult since They hadn't given Her any clothes to change into or even told Her the general basis of the plot.  

"So," Angel starts as He crosses both sets of His arms. "I hear Your lookin' for a little dough, toots." 

"Ah, so that's how it's going to be..." Vaggie thinks to Herself as Her hands tighten into fists. Quickly seeing the similarities between Her character's situation and Her actual situation. "Yeah, I-I guess You could say that..." Vaggie mutters. Out of the corner of Her eye, Vaggie could catch Angie smiling behind the camera.

Chuckling, Angel reaches out and turns Vaggie's face towards His. "Heh, honestly, never took You for the desperate type. I always thought You were more or less the independent type of Gal." 

Vaggie felt Her face burn with shame. She kept telling Herself that it was all part of the character both She and Angel were putting on. But the longer Angel spoke, the more She felt as if He was speaking directly on the matter as to why She was there. "T-Times are tough right n-now, and I could really use the money." Vaggie squeaked while tearing Her face out of Angel's grip.

"Well, as Your friend. I'd be more than happy to help You. But You aren't the only one who's going through some... 'Finicnal issues.'" Angel teases. 

Swallowing the spit that had begun to build up in Her mouth, Vaggie takes a step forward and says, "I-Is there anything I could do to help c-change Your m-mind?"

Angel's sharp toothy smile grows wide as He reaches down to the hem of His robe. "I can think of a few things." Angel mutters before pulling off His robe, revealing His long, slender, toned body.

Whether intentional or not, Vaggie couldn't help but let Her eyes roam down Angel's body, all the way down to the piece of meat hanging between his legs. His pink and white striped cock couldn't have been less than nine inches from where she was looking. Starting from the large bulbous pink head and leading down to a base that looked just as fluffy as Angel's faux bust.

"Just a little help for all the hard work I end up puttin' in around here. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours, that type of deal." Angel smirks as He takes a step closer, which is enough to snap Vaggie out of her trance. "Hope that isn't too much of an issue?" 

"Not at a-all..." Vaggie spoke, sounding apprehensive about what She was about to do while she slowly kneeled in front of the spider. The dormant length sat still and unmoving but continued to sway between Angel's thighs, almost like it was waiting for Vaggie to make the first move.  

Vaggie knew what she had to do next. Even though she didn't swing towards men, she knew of CERTAIN things regarding stuff like this. But She had never anticipated doing something like this, let alone with Angel Dust of all people.

"You gonna keep staring at it or somethin'? I ain't got all day here." Angel groused. "You know it's just suckin' a dick, right? It ain't exactly rocket science." Angel mentions while swaying his hips back and forth. In the process, causing his long cock to swing around like a pendulum. 

"Just give Me a second." Vaggie grumbles as she mentally works herself up to what she's about to do. But the reality of Her situation soon came back as She felt the warm and tender flesh twitch under Her grasp. 

Slowly, Vaggie began to pull back on the flesh. Causing Angel to let out a shudder of pleasure as Vaggie starts to give him a slow but firm handjob. At the same time, Vaggie continues trying to imagine this as just another moment of intimacy between Her and Charlie. 

"You know, for a dyke, You ain't half bad at this." Angel's voice cuts through Her mental picture. Making Vaggie wish She could pull off his cock right then and there as her cheeks and tips of her ears burn a bright red, much to Angie and Angel's amusement. But even with Her growing anger, Vaggie still slowly continued the slow handie. 

"Thanks..." Vaggie mutters through Her breath as She tries to pick up the pace while also maintaining a comfortable pace so that She doesn't 'accidentally' rip Angel's dick off. Only managing to get a comfortable huff out of Angel in the process.

While all of this was happening, Angie made sure to get a good look at the apparent silent rage Vaggie held in a neutral expression she had on before slowly transitioning to look at Angel. His sharp teeth flashed under the light as He shot a subtle smirk at the camera.

Vaggie notices a drop of pre-cum begin to slowly bead its way out of the head of Angel's cock. Slowly dripping and oozing down before slathering all over Vaggie's hand, making her shutter disgustedly.

"It'd be a shame to waste it all, Toots. How about gettin' little taste?~" Angel teases playfully, which nearly causes Vaggie to snap at him before she barely manages to stop Herself.

Getting a closer look at the glistening head, Vaggie begins to repeat, "This is for Charlie. This is for Charlie. This is for Charlie." To herself, in her head, as she moves her face closer to Angel's cock. Working up the strength, Vaggie slowly opens her mouth and extends her tongue out beneath Angel's cockhead, catching a few gooey strands across her tastebuds. 

The salty and tangy taste nearly makes Vaggie gag as she struggles to swallow the warm substance down. But as soon as She manages to choke it all down, eyes already watering from disgust of the taste, Angel comments, "C'mon, Toots, I got plenty more where that came from." Making Vaggie groan in her head.

"Fuck Me, this pay better be good." Vaggie thinks as she goes back to catching loose strands of Angel's precum across her tongue, even licking and swallowing it as some of it falls across her lips.

"Y'know, Toots, a handie can only be interesting for so long." Angel comments, making Vaggie look up at him. "How about You get a better taste?" Angel asks, wiggling his hips towards Vaggie's face.

Vaggie didn't say anything in response, but her eyes more than communicated that she'd killed Angel if she could. But as she turned back towards the slick head and the length following behind it, Vaggie couldn't help but feel a knot begin to form in her stomach.

"Fine, let's just get this over with..." Vaggie mutters before opening Her mouth even wider, which provides enough space for her to take a part of Angel's cock into Her gaping maw. Quickly, She began to sputter and cough as a good chunk of Her tongue was covered with the salty taste of Angel's pre, with her senses also slowly being filled with his musk.

Angel lets out a shuddery sigh as He slowly rolls His hips forward, pushing cock further into Vaggie's mouth before He's suddenly stopped by Vaggie pushing back on his hips. Chuckling, Angel asks, "C'mon, Toots, it's just a cock, isn't it?" Which earns him another watery-eyed glare from Vaggie, who continues to bite Her tongue. 

After submitting herself to the fate of what she was about to do, Vaggie begins to suck on the head of Angel's cock. The mere action alone felt entirely alien as she tries as hard as possible to keep her calm. But in the end, most of her efforts went into simply trying not to vomit or even just gag as much as she already was as the head of Angel's cock ventured farther into her mouth.

Sucking on the head, Vaggie rolls the tip of Angel's cock around in her mouth. The entire time trying to pull as much knowledge as she could to get Angel off as fast as possible. But as Angel began to laugh, she figured that She might've been off the mark in some cases. "What the fuck are You even doin', Toots? You call this a BJ?" Angel questions sarcastically, only making Vaggie's glare deepen even more as She looks up at Him.      

"Guess I got to do everything around here, huh?" Angel mutters before grabbing Vaggie's hair. Then, without even warning her, he pulls Vaggie's head forward, slamming Her nose against His waist as He spears His cock down Her throat.

A gargled cry of anguish erupts from Vaggie's throat as the foreign intrusion dives directly down her throat. She nearly throws up right then and there but manages to stop herself as Angel doesn't waste any time fucking Vaggie's face. 

Angie quickly shifts the camera to look up from behind Angel, getting a perfect angle as he thrusts his cock down Vaggie's throat. Significant swaths of spit and throat goo splatter out of Her mouth as Angel's thick and hefty balls repeatedly slap against the underside of Her chin. All the while, Angel lets out a series of pornified exaggerated moans as He fucks Her face. "Ooooh yes, You little dyke bitch, knew you would have a tight throat pussy.~" Angel moans out, which would've provoked Vaggie to bite down if it wasn't for the fact that she could barely control what was going on in the first place.

While the foul, bitter taste of Angel's pre-filling her mouth was horrible, at the very least, Vaggie could tell that he had at least washed before getting to work with her. But that didn't do much to stave off the humiliation of having such an insufferable individual use her throat like some sort of sex toy.

Angel's upper arms continued to pull Vaggie by her hair to such a painful degree that it nearly felt like he was trying to rip it off her scalp. But even then, Vaggie kept herself calm as her current circumstances forced her to listen to the groans of pleasure emanating from Angel Dust's sharp-toothed mouth.

Even though her eyes were pretty much flooding with tears at that point while her cheeks bludged tightly from the spit and flem filling her mouth, Vaggie could still catch the sight of Angie continuing to film them both closely. Which served as a grim reminder to the moth demon that everything she was about to go through was all going to be put out there for other sick freaks to jerk off to while she silently suffered from having such a large dick down her throat.  

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, here it comes, You slut!~" Angel moans, finally reaching release as He sprays a load of cum into Vaggie's mouth. Causing Her to struggle as She attempts to push Herself out of Angel's grip. But His hands remained on Her head and continued to push her face against his crotch, which Angie made sure to get a close-up of as Angel filled Vaggie's stomach.

After finishing down Her throat, Angel slowly pulls His cock out from Vaggie's mouth. Her tongue instinctively slithers across the softening length while it sends off a few final strands across Vaggie's face.

After desperately catching her breath, Vaggie huffs, "W-W-Was that enough for You?" Almost coming out like a whimper in-between coughing up bits of flem.

Bemused and growing aroused at the sight of Vaggie below him, Angel says, "Oh, Toots, that was just the start to a VERY long night for You." Which doesn't do much besides filling Vaggie with dread as she watches Angel's toothy sinister smile grow even wider. Thinking fast, Vaggie tries to stand up, only for Angel to shove her onto the bed beside them. "C'mon, Toots, quit bein' such a fuckin' prude here." Angel comments before reaching one of His hands down and proceeds to flip Vaggie over onto Her front just as the demoness could see Angie coming up behind Angel with Her camera.

Dragging a hand across a fidgety Vaggie, Angel's hand travels down across her back, slowly rubbing her sides before getting down to the hem of her dress. Then, almost teasingly, Angel slowly pulls up Vaggie's dress to reveal her panties. Followed by Angie zooming in on her camera to better look at the noticeable wet spot that began to form. "Heh, seems someone was having fun back here." Angel comments as He runs another hand up Vaggie's inner thigh.

"H-H-Hol-MRMMR!" Vaggie tries to snap back only to have her head shoved into the bed, forcing her to sit there and cringe internally as Angel slowly brushes a finger across her panties, stimulating her already aroused pussy. "I would've asked if you've ever let your girlfriend play with this thing before, but I think we both know your too much of a fuckin' prude to let her do something like that." Angel remarks as Vaggie remains unable to answer. "Well, in any case, bet you'll be more than willing to make an exception for little old me, won't you?" Angel asks before He slowly begins to pull Vaggie's panties down.

Stepping to the side to let Angie get a good shot of what they were working with, Angel's cock hardens while he pulls Vaggie's lips to the side, allowing both him and Angie to get a good look at Vaggie's inner walls. Nothing too out of the ordinary, especially considering their line of work. But Angel doesn't waste any time as He rubs his thumb across Vaggie's entrance. "Heh, I'm surprised, Toots. I never expected to get THIS type of reaction out of you after feedin' you some of my web." Angel jokes, causing Vaggie to groan inwardly.

Almost coming off like torture, Angel slowly slips his thumb inside Vaggie, initially causing her to jump before her dignity begins to melt into his hands like putty. For all it was worth, even against her sexuality, Vaggie had a more and more difficult time denying the sheer amount of pleasure pulsating through her. Which only ramped up in intensity as he began to slide it back and forth across her velvety tight walls.

"Yep, She's perfect." Angel mutters before pulling his thumb out of Vaggie's glistening pussy, leaving behind a wet gooey strand before he slaps her across the ass, knocking her out of her trance. "Although..." Angel trails off as he leans off Vaggie, giving her time to relax as he looks under the bed. "Just to make sure..." Angel finishes as He pulls out a relatively large dildo and a tube of lube. "Don't want Ya damaging the goods now, don't We?" Angel remarks before popping open the cap to the lube and spurting it across the sex toy.

Already exhausted from Angel simply fingering her, Vaggie takes a sudden and startled breath as she feels something begin to poke at the entrance to her pussy. "Easy there, Toots. It's not the real deal, not yet anyway." Angel chuckles before he pushes in the dildo.

The lube covering it helped amazingly as it slid inside her, just as things began to hairy once the dildo began pushing into places Vaggie hadn't dared to venture to before.

"S-Slow d-down! Ass-" Vaggie cuts herself off when Angel continues pushing the dildo deeper inside her, causing her to bite down on the blanket beneath Her to stifle any moans or groans that were itching to leave her throat at that point.

"Heh, Toots, if you're having trouble with this, you're sure as Hell gonna REALLY have a rough time with me," Angel comments as He pushes the dildo inside Her. "And there We go..." Angel says as He finally hilts the entire thing inside her, with Angie making sure to get a good view of Vaggie's tight pussy SQUEEZING around the dildo

Then, slowly, Angel begins to slide the dildo out, making Vaggie gnash her teeth together. "Right, that should be enough.~" Angel practically sings as He pulls the dildo out, leaving Vaggie's inner walls to gape slightly before slowly closing back in on Themselves. 

"Oh, you're going to be perfect..." Angel drawls as Vaggie can feel Him climb up onto the bed. "Now, I know this might be Your first time with a fella like Me, Toots. Or maybe just a fella in general, Heh." Angel chuckles, placing his pale white cock in-between Vaggie's butt cheeks. For a split second, Vaggie could feel the head of His cock brush up against Her pussy before he pulled his hips back. "But if there's one thing my Pop told me, it's that it's better to jump into the deep end rather than wade around in shallow parts." Angel finally says as he pushes himself in.

"OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDD!!!" Vaggie moans at the top of her lungs before throwing her head back in orgasmic bliss right before Angel nearly slumps down on her. Vaggie's pussy lets out a torrent of juices that splash down onto the bed below them. But rather than putting His cock in Vaggie's moist pussy, the source of the orgasm stems from Angel sticking his dick directly into Vaggie's tight asshole.

"Fuck, I love doing that." Angel laughs in-between groans and slowly begins to settle deeper into Vaggie's asshole. It nearly seemed impossible for him to get any possible depth inside the moth demon's tight greyish pink sphincter, but whether it'd be thanks to Angel's countless years of working in the porn industry or just sheer force of will, the spider demon manages to push himself deep inside Vaggie's asshole. All the while making sure to put on a perfect show for the Camerawoman, who smirks to Herself while watching the once tight-assed lesbian slowly get reamed by fat femboy cock.

Vaggie's body had been anticipating his cock spearing into her pussy. But now, she felt herself falling farther into a puddle of pure sexual bliss than anything had ever pushed her. Angel's curvy yet smaller hips ruthlessly and rhythmically clapped against Vaggie's thicker rear. The resulting sounds echo throughout the room, along with Vaggie's moans.

The moth demon was never opposed to getting a little bit rougher in bed, but thanks to Charlie's relatively in-experienced sexual nature, Vaggie always had to hold back. But now, as Angel pounded harder and harder at her asshole, a growing part of Her couldn't deny the subtle pleasure that was building up within.

"NGRnGNRNNNNnn!" Vaggie moans as her bite tighten on the blanket beneath her while sweat quickly begins to bead across Her body. The fact that Angel was fucking Her asshole alone was enough to exert Her semi-athletic body, pushing her harder in ways she hadn't felt in a while.

"Nmpmpmm, that's right. That's right. You carpet-eating CUNT! How's this real cock going for You?" Angel moans as He goes at it, his thick and full balls repeatedly clapping at Vaggie's pussy while the pace he was going at continues to build in speed.

The room fills with the sounds of stifled yet loud and clear moans coming from Angel himself and Vaggie after they finally worked themselves up to orgasm. "Oh fuck! NhghAAAAAAA!" Angel moans while his cock begins to fill Vaggie's ass with hot and sticky cum. At the same time, Vaggie lets loose a wave of Her juices out from Her pussy and onto the large stain of Her cum that She was already building on the longer Angel fucked Her ass. 

Angel slowly and rhythmically ground His hips against Vaggie's ass, slowly filling Her up with more gooey and sticky cum. "Fuuuuuuuucccccckkkkk...~" Angel moans out pleasurably while Angie manages to catch little streams and spurts of cum leaking out from the rim of Vaggie's filled hole on camera, and how they slowly drip and splatter down and over Vaggie's soaked pussy. The warm sensation caused waves of disgust to fire through the few good neurons Vaggie had left, the ones that weren't already infected with the pleasure of Angel's cock. 

But as soon as Angel finishes, his long, lean, and overwhelmingly sweaty body slumps over Vaggie's still frame, almost too exhausted to move as their both caught in a cycle of endless panting and exhaustion. But with little effort, Angel slowly pulls himself up, leaning back on Vaggie's legs as he looks down at his work. And with his cock still inside the moth demon's ass, he slowly reaches over to grab the dildo and, with a quick motion, shoves it inside her asshole after he pulls himself out of there. "There we go, all nice and safe inside You." Angel chirps as he gets off of Vaggie.

Slowly, Vaggie manages to catch her breath on the bed. While not precisely helping, Vaggie couldn't help but feel herself getting used to the sudden intrusion up her ass. The tight, snug sensation slowly ebbed away at any discomfort she might've been feeling. "A-A-Are We done now?" Vaggie pants, already at her limit with how much she could take. Her and Charlie usually took things slower and more gentle, but with Angel, everything they had done up until that point had been anything but gentle or slow. She had already been covered and filled with more cum than She ever had during Her time in Hell and probably when She was still on earth.

Angel laughs, which gives Vaggie her answer before Angel Himself says, "Nu-uh, Toots. If you really want that cash, I'm gonna make you work for it." Before flipping Vaggie over onto Her back, a welcome change compared to the sweaty mess She found Herself lying in while on her stomach. But things soon took a turn as Angel reached up to Her chest and tore open Vaggie's shirt along with Her bra, letting Her sweaty tits breathe as both Angel and Angie looked surprised at the double nipple piercings Vaggie had. 

"Ha! Knew You had a wild side to You!" Angel laughs as He leans His mouth towards Vaggie's breasts. "Always actin' like a fuckin' prude when You've always been a slut!" Angel remarks as Vaggie can only look on in horror as the male pornstar captures one of Vaggie's nipples into His mouth. The strange new feelings sent shivers up Her spine as She felt Angel's mouth firmly suckle and nibble at Her nipple and the metal piercing, stimulating her already on edge nerves. 

The piercings were, believe it or not, Charlie's idea. They were out on a date and saw a tattoo parlor. Vaggie was interested in getting matching tattoos, but Charlie was, strangely enough, more into the idea of getting nipple piercings. But the moth demon could only clutch at the blanket now beneath Her while reveling at the sensitive pleasure mixed with an amount of slight spikes of pain.

To make matters worse, thanks to Angel's anal fucking, Vaggie's nipples stood erect and aroused, making them easier to nibble and bite on. The rising sensitivity sent shivers up Vaggie's spine, letting small whimpers and moans leave Her mouth, with Angie making sure to capture as much as possible.

But as soon as he pulls back, Vaggie can't help but let out a groan as her tits are left a slobbery mess. Only to be bought back to consciousness as Angel delivers a firm slap to the side of Vaggie's tits, snapping her out of her daze. 

"Didn't want ya dozin' off before the next round." Angel comments as He slowly reaches down and firmly grasps Vaggie's legs with his lower arms and proceeds to push them above Vaggie's head, causing her to grunt. 

"Nmpmh, next round?" Vaggie questions, her heart already beating at a mile a minute. Which only becomes worse once she sees Angel's cock, already fully aroused. But her attention is soon returned to Angel as he presses his weight down on top of her.

Angel only laughs at Vaggie's question as he reaches down and begins pumping his cock back and forth in his hand. "What? You think I'm some sort of one pump chump?" Angel asks with fake offense before lining his cock up with Vaggie's pussy, making the demon in question's breath hitch in her throat.

And without missing a single beat, Angel slams Himself back inside. This time going up Vaggie's cunt as Vaggie Herself throws Her head back and lets out a scream of pleasure, already letting out a juicy orgasm around Angel's warm and hot cock as it nearly cuts through Her pussy like butter. 

"Daaaaamn, Toots, only just shoved it in, and You're already cumming like a bitch in heat.~" Angel chuckles with a groan as He presses His hips onto Vaggie even harder, effectively grinding the head of his long dick against the entrance to Vaggie's womb. Which to Vaggie Herself was a completely new experience compared to even the most enormous dildos her and Charlie had experimented with, not even that extensively.

"F-F-FUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!" Vaggie snarls out through gritted teeth as She goes to clutch at the bed beneath her, only for Angel's upper hands to pin them above Her.

Her once-powerful and toned strength faded away as Angel quickly overpowered and dominated Her, making the already conflicting experience even worse. At the same time, She felt the demon prostitute/pornstar begin to scrape His cock along Her inner walls while thrusting down into her. 

"Heh-heh, listen to this bitch roar!~" Angel cheers with a sharp groan of his own as he begins to pick up the pace of his thrusting, obviously making a show for the camera as he adjusts both himself and Vaggie so that all of the action can be captured on camera by Angie. But as Vaggie lies beneath Him, she watches the pleasured face of the demon who always made fun of her. Vaggie couldn't help but wonder if Angel was getting off to the idea of finally being able to fuck her after all the endless amounts of bullshit he's put her and Charlie through. 

But before Vaggie could remark on the sight before her, Angel begins to speed up his thrusting, causing the bed beneath them to strain even louder than before from their constant movement. But any semblance of ordinary mental fortitude was quickly driven out of Her head with each thrust directly down into Her pussy. Any pride she might've had left quickly turns to mush in the process from the repeated orgasmic bliss Her pussy and brain were going through.

"C'mon, you dyke bitch! Let the people at home know how much of a slut you are for spider cock!" Angel commands, causing Vaggie to fall even deeper under his spell.

"FUUUUULRLMMMMMM!!!" Vaggie tries to cry, only for Angel to stick a pair of fingers into Her mouth, pinching at the moth demon's tongue in between his fingers. It almost felt like all of her senses were being attacked on all fronts as everything soon fell under the constant rolling orgasms erupting out of her pussy.

Angel's hips nearly became a blur, tightening with exertion while using Vaggie's pussy. His thick balls continued to clap over Vaggie's flexing asshole as Angie made sure to get a good shot from behind, watching with bated breath of her own as Angel fucked Vaggie into the bed beneath them in a tight mating press. And as Angie got a shot of Vaggie's exhausted and sweaty face, it was pretty evident that Angel's thick and juicy cock was slowly worming its way through Vaggie's defiant stance. Pushing the once-proud demon to her limits physically, if not mentally also.

"Fuck! Get ready for a good webbing!~" Angel groans. Vaggie doesn't even register what the spider is saying at this point, her brain only processes the dick pounding in and out of her. But just as it finally dawned on her, it was too late.
  
"A-ANGEL, W-W-WAI-OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Vaggie tries to cry, but with a final thrust and with a lustful cry, Angel begins to cum DEEP inside Vaggie's quivering pussy. The lustful spider slowly fills Vaggie up with a hot and juicy load of thick spider cum and delivers it directly into her cervix, letting out a pleasured groan as he finishes while images of her having children with Angel flash through Vaggie's mind.

After finishing inside Vaggie, Angel, with a trim level of effort, nonchalantly rolls off of Vaggie. The steam of sweaty sex rises off their bodies while Angel wipes the slick sweat off his brow. "Not half bad toots, not half bad." Angel compliments the nearly comatose girl while the comatose girl in question slowly begins to come to with a slow yet sharp groan leaving her mouth.

Chuckling at Vaggie's response, Angel turns to Angie and asks, "That enough for tonight?" To which Angie gives him a nod and turns off the camera.

"For a first-timer like her, and if we emphasize the fact that she's a dyke, that should be enough for Val." Angie explains, but before Angel can respond, their attentions are drawn back toward Vaggie on the bed. 

"W-What's next?" Vaggie groans while sitting up on the bed, glowing hearts in her eyes as she looks between Angie and Angel. The once proud and loyal demoness was gone. In her place was the perfect new porn star for porn studios.

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The logo of porn studios appears across a black screen, followed by the name of the porno, 'Cleaning Pipes 76: A Dyke's Wild Ride.' The screen then transitions to a shot of a sizeable muscular demon, dressed in what looked like a plumber's garb, walking down a hallway in an apartment complex. 

Suddenly, the handsome demon stops, turns towards one of the doors, and knocks on it. As quickly as the demon knocked, the door opened, revealing Vaggie, wrapped nicely in a form-fitting robe. A seductive smile painted across her face, Vaggie leans against the door frame and asks, "And how can I help You?~" 