You continue to thrust hard, you can smell your musk increasing as the bondage art starts. However you have been so changed, and there is still a seed of you in there. The fantasy that is conjured up is that you are married to the boy and that you have children. However as the magic works its perversion soon you are seeing yourself collared and being led around by the boy by your cock. You can see your walking around on all fours like an animal with the boy leading you around on a chain. You also see your children, and what you see yourself doing to your children is too terrible. You can't accept it and you were just becoming more and more angry. However you said you would go through this didn't you? You submitted to it, and reminding yourself of that you begin to let the twisted perversions flood your mind. You remember that he wanted you to be his father too didn't he? That including itself into the fantasy and your fucking becomes less brutal. You could see him going blank beneath you with pleasure and now he's coming around a bit again. You grin as you lean down and begin to bite at his shoulder and the side of his neck. You keep rutting him into the bed, you don't know when you broke the chains; but somehow you managed it. You now had his back on the bed and you had his legs over your shoulders as you rutted him deep. Leaning down and pressing your face to the side of his neck before hotly whispering. "Mmmmm you want to be my son again baby boy?" You speak as you grind yourself into him dumping just another load. You came so much into him you thought he was probably gonna start smelling like your cum and sex all the time no matter how many showers he took. You chuckle thinking that making your cock pulse and dump another load right there on the spot. Your dick sweat mixing with all the cum and cock slime making that hole quite lubricated. "Can you smell my cum makers son? Can you smell the brew that made you?" You chuckle as you realize how much more perverse your mind has become.
There was a good chance the next bondage art had finished. As now all you dreamed of was all the perverse possibilities with him. Your dick pulsing as you were still cumming, it was starting to make your mind melt as you pant into his neck. You just couldn't stop cumming, grinding that huge tool into him. Huffing and panting as you bite down on him so hard you break the skin. You can feel the gush of blood into your mouth and you pant as you drink it deep. Your dick still cumming, and you still melting under the overwhelming pleasure and pressure of one of those orgasms that wouldn't stop for a while. He squirms lightly underneath, but only to grip at your nipples and tweak and pull at them. You guess that he wants some dick nipples and you began to flex your pectorals to make them swell up and harden and grow. You go ahead and grow out one of your cock tentacles from your back as well and push it against his lips. He resists at first, but after busting a nut right on his face he gasps and that is just the opening you need before you are plunging into him once again. Pushing and pulling at his throat as you fill him with cream from both sides now. You grow the other three and have them busting nuts against and over his body, rubbing their thick engorged heads against that pale soft skin.
Soon you were covering him with jizz, but there was something about this moment. You couldn't quite stop; you were so turned on all of a sudden and you just wanted to worship him with cum and dick. You sigh as you continue to nurse on the wound you had made although the blood was starting to slow down; the wound already regenerating. You could feel the skin growing and closing around your lips and teeth. Soon you were pulling back and watching him with a soft and lusty gaze as he took your cock tentacle down his throat. You groan as your brain melts a little more, this was such an intense orgasm and it was still going! You were still cumming and you just close your eyes and moan. Letting your tongue hang out of your mouth as your eyes roll up into your head. You were still thrusting, but it was like you were a mindless goon; just fucking him over and over and over again. Unable to stop having your orgasm, unable to stop cumming. Your sensitive dick tentacles were all rubbing up and down his body and cumming on him. Soon you were pushing the head of one against his belly button, you moved one down to his feet and was massaging his feet with the head of one of your tentacle cocks. He had such nice feet, soft and gentle and delicate for one who traveled so much. You loved it, you loved all of it; all you could think about was how you could keep filling him with cum.
You howl and howl as the orgasm keeps going, your mind becoming more and more obliterated. However all good things must come to an end eventually ... even this and your orgasm does end. You are a panting mess collapsing on him as you try to recover. That was some of the most intense sex you ever had. Then again a lot of the intense sex you've ever had has been with Aether at this point. You've never imagined sex like this, you feel totally worn out. However he is already moving onto the next bondage art... unfortunately you don't realize just what kind of bondage art it is.