Dracula's Daughter

by MadHat886

Lara Croft unleashes a family of sex hungry sex demons. By Krellscholar.

5. Chapter 5

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Chapt. 5

Things Get In Hand and Out of Hand

Norma almost staggered into the Sorority House, her mind filled with conflicting and jarring emotions. She couldn't believe she did that with that…that…that woman!
Worse, she enjoyed it!
She became aroused, needy for sex…any sex, the minute she entered the house!
Quite unlike what she felt now. Now, she had no desire for Gena. A beautiful woman, to be sure, but she felt no lust, or attraction, that way, when she thought back to earlier that afternoon. And what they did together! It had seemed so simple, so matter of fact for Gena to…lick her genitals!
And she had had Gena's genitals in her face…by God, wrapped around her face!
And she reciprocated! She had actively…willingly made oral…love to that woman!
Never had she done…even imagined doing something so…perverted with another woman!
Worse, enjoying it!
Whatever had gotten her to do that!?
But, thankfully, she had supper to prepare for the girls, and she temporarily put the shock, and memories, into the back of her mind.

But once supper was finished, and the dishes washed and put away, the memories, the shock, and the thrills came back with a vengeance. She immediately recognized that she wasn't going to get this experience out of her mind…get closure of this event so she could finally forget it, drive it into her subconscious, until she could 'talk it out' with that exotic, foreign woman! She had to prove to herself that, even if Gena was a…oh what do some of the girls call aggressive lesbians? Oh, dyke…that even though Gena was a…dyke…she, Norma, wasn't a lesbian.
Just because of one moment of …weakness…weakness due to inexcusable drunkenness on her part as well as perfectly understandable…sexual…frustration and the long absence of physical love doesn't make her a lesbian!
Yes, that's it! She'll go over there tomorrow and calmly and rationally explain that she had had a…most satisfying time, but she wanted to make very sure that Gena knew that she, Norma, was not a lesbian. They could be friends, platonic friends, but she had no…physical attraction to her.
Yes, that's it! That would take care of things! She could then forget everything that had happened!
Then Brittany walked up to her, "Hi, Mom!"
Norma gawked for a long count, mouth open in further, new, shock. Her daughter was wearing the most…outrageous bordering on obscene clothing Norma had ever seen on her daughter outside of the bikini she wore last summer in their back yard! For one thing, her tank top was a good size too small. While barely covering her rib cage, thereby exposing acres of smooth, taut and flat, teen belly, her breasts, taking after her mother certainly the biggest in the Sorority, jutted straight out, thrusting her tank top outwards to rending distances! Worse, it was obvious to everyone that her tank top was the ONLY item covering the girl's foldout quality bosom! Her virginal, puffy nipples were completely outlined through the light colored shirt and their pink coloration could be clearly seen through the cloth.
Norma looked carefully, thinking she was coming back from a 'wet t-shirt' contest still wet, the shirt was so intimate with her young flesh!
She might as well wear nothing, all of her 'charms' being displayed so shamelessly!
And her shorts! Bicycle shorts, 'painted on' as they say, clung tenaciously to her every bulbous curve! Each buttock was outlined individually, leaving the crease between them delineated almost down to the bottom!
And in front! Even her mother noticed her…vagina clearly silhouetted in the plastered on shorts!
Lord have mercy if any boys see her!
"Er, you going somewhere, young lady?" Norma nearly glared down at her.
Looking side to side, Brittany whispered, "Lighten up, Mom! You're not supposed to be my Mother now! Don't embarrass me! Anyway, its what the girls wear!"
Norma nodded, realizing her daughter was right…at least about her position. She softened her face. "Ok…Brittany, may I ask where you are going tonight?"
"To Gena's!" Brittany almost squealed back. "She wants me for something! Might be another seance! I'll be gone all night!"
Gena's house! inwardly gasped Norma, all of the experiences she went through not three hours before coming crashing back.
And my daughter this time!
But she calmed her near panic with the look her daughter gave her.
Smiling at her daughter, hopefully sincerely, she said, "Fine! Remember, the Campus Police are looking for public drunkenness, Brittany!"
"Don't worry! I'm not going anywhere. But if I'm offered a drink, I won't refuse it." Then Brittany hesitated. "Ok?" she added, the "Mom" implied.
That helped. Norma nodded, then said, "Well be…careful walking to…Gena's house."
Brittany flashed her best, most sincere smile and was off, flipping those buns as she almost ran out the door.
Yes, Norma thought, I'd better have a talk with that Gena!

Gena slipped down into her basement. The Succubus was still there, behind the barrier Gena had established.
"So," Absinth said at the Human, "You have decided to take up my offer to let you squat on my phallus in reward for releasing me!"
The Human was wearing a slinky oriental robe. And only that robe. It was silken in feel, colored deep blue, and went from collar to the floor in clinging, cool perfection. It left very little of her figure to the Demon's imagination.
Gena stopped some six feet from the barrier, eyes fixed on the Succubus' inhumanly sexy body. As soon as she made eye contact between them, with a smirk, the Succubus had dramatically enlarged her clit to pornographic proportions. Gena frowned when the Demoness began stroking her eighteen inch imitation 'prick', an obscenely arrogant, but ludicrously hopeful, look on her eerily beautiful face.
But Gena couldn't deny the abrupt hardening of her nipples and the quivering thrill that swept through her belly.
"Forced Seduction attack," she reminded herself, "Is their only weapon. And it works only on the unprepared or the weak. You won't let it work on you!"
"Don't get your hopes up, Demon!" she responded as confidently and brusquely as she could to the enticing, and ever increasingly potent, demonic erotic assault. She hoped her voice had none of the fluttering that was saturating every other part of her with unwanted, but undeniable, sexual heat.
Absinth stepped back hastily when Gena raised her right hand and shot another reinforcing bolt of magick into the barrier.
The witch immediately realized that the density of the barrier did not increase as much as when she reinforced it yesterday.
"It is growing weaker, female!" Absinth gloated, instantly recognizing Gena's abrupt concern. "It is the nature of Human magick. Doesn't last! This barrier will eventually become too weak to hold me! So you better treat me with more respect, or I'll make you respect me with this!" The demoness shook its towering clit at her.
For the briefest of moments, feeling the submissive lust permeate through her while watching that evil, and becoming terrifying, phallus wave before her face, Gena briefly thought of submitting to that arrogant monster. But the thought…which she knew had not originated in her own mind, was quickly neutralized.
Part of the 'forced seduction' attack was planting defeating thoughts into the mind of the victim…
With an obvious shake of her head, she drove the passion generating thought from her mind.
With the witch's head shake Absinth chuckled, low and slowly, while nodding her head in understanding. Her Aura was beginning to take hold. Humans, especially females, just couldn't stand the Forced Seduction technique for that long. Sooner or later they would have to give in to their instinct…hunger…need for penetration that the Forced Seduction attack generated in their minds.
Time was all that was necessary.
And she could already see the tell-tale signs in this witch! She would be hers, sooner or later!
A fine bit of booty to take back to Hell with her!
For Absinth's amusement!
And Gena recognized the danger! She knew, in her gut, that she couldn't withstand forever the relentless…horniness permeating her home as long as that monster was in the basement! She was going half mad as it was! If that Succubus got its hands on her…
And the barrier was getting weaker! The Succubus would get loose…
Her only chance, she reasoned, would be playing one Succubus off against the other! Lara Croft had told her about poor Maria, and the…potent thing she had become. Giving her the dildo had convinced Gena that they, too, wanted access to the Pentagram so as to bring to Earth their own…Devil! All Gena could hope for was that she could pitch whatever Devil Maria and Lara wanted her to bring up against whatever…thing this Succubus was bringing up.
Then she looked at the Pentagram and noticed the glow.
A cold bolt of terror shot up her spine. It wasn't as bright as it had been yesterday! That could mean only one thing: Some-thing had already passed through and another…thing…a third monster, was now in the process of passage!
She had to work fast!
"Okay, Demon! You want to negotiate your way out of the barrier? Then let's make a deal!"
Absinth released her jumping clit. "Yes, go on!"
Gena pulled her vision off of the jutting phallus. "We need a virgin…to perform the ceremony you are here to do, correct?"
Absinth, grinning hideously, just nodded.
"Well, my choice for the sacrifice is coming, tonight, to visit me! I must get her confidence…her love, if I am going to perform the ceremony correctly!"
"Lucky you! You don't get to seduce a virgin very often!" Absinth hesitated a count. "At least, I don't!"
Absinth took up stroking her phallus again. "So, what do you want from me?"
Gena swallowed, her throat drying up from nearly runaway passion. "Just keep your aura going tonight! Keep sending your 'forced seduction' going through my house! I want Brittany to be hotter than a firecracker tonight!"
"See?" the Succubus broke in. "We Succubii have a use after all!"
"Whatever!" Gena came back. "You just keep the girl all worked up tonight and, when it comes time for the ceremony, I'll free you!"
The Succubus closed one eye. "Not good enough!" she replied forcefully. "I need more!"
"'More'?" Gena replied, suspicions up. "Just what 'more'?"
The Succubus seemed all business. "Tell you what, when this is all over, and you've released me, I want to fuck you!" Absinth suddenly smiled at Gena's reaction.
The witch stared at the Succubus, eyes wide and mouth open. The monster increased its Aura, and now Gena had streams of pussy juiced running down the insides of both thighs.
"Dare I?" Gena thought. "At least it will stop the Succubus from trying to escape before the ceremony. And maybe whatever Maria wants her to bring through will be able to deal with these Succubii? You don't have to keep a deal, a promise, to a Demon! If I can get out of it, I'll leave town or something! But, if I can't bring another Demon through to protect me, or get away from this Demon after the ceremony, I'm toast! The Succubus will penetrate the barrier soon. I can barely resist this Succubus right now, without physical contact! Once free, she'll get me in her arms and probably fuck…rape me into slavery anyway! But I'll be fucking and fucked toast for sure if I don't…can't seduce that darling, and virginal, Brittany! And I don't think I'd be able without the help of that Succubus! Catch 22!
"Furthermore it certainly looks like another monster, perhaps another Succubus, has entered this plane already! No way I could resist two of them! I must get another Demon into this plane to keep them off of me! And I need a virginal Brittany to have any chance of doing that!
"And, speaking of virginity, that Brittany's not going to be able to keep the boys off of her for much longer! Not with that body and her curiosity about sex! I'd better get her while I can and she's still technically a virgin!
"And if I can't avoid this Succubus, I'll just have to take my chances with being in her hands! I just hope I can keep my mind straight if it happens!"
Decided, after a deep breath, Gena said, "Very well! After the ceremony I will…have sex with you!" Gena couldn't help it as she rapidly exclaimed the last four words, she looked down under and behind the still monstrously erect clit of the Succubus, to her always wet, always low hanging labia and the crimson slit between them.
The delicious fiery twat of the Succubus.
Unable to stop it, knowing it was the damned 'forced seduction' attack planting the thoughts in her mind and impotent to resist them, her mouth nonetheless flooded with saliva from thoughts of how…good that pussy would taste…wrapped around her face!
Then she looked up at the Succubus' broadly smiling face. "But no penetration!" she forcefully added. "You are not to use that…that…thing in me!" "As if I could stop her!" she added silently.
"As if she could stop me once I'm atop her!" the Succubus silently thought as her smile dropped. "But, I want to fuck you, my Dear!" Absinth whined. "I want you screaming under me in stuffed bliss, praising my skills as a lover while driving you mad with pleasure! Surely you don't want to miss out on that…"
"No penetration! That's the deal! Take it or leave it!" Gena interrupted in a near panic. "Can I trust a Succubus?" went through her head. "Probably not. But what choice do I have?"
"'No penetration', eh?" Absinth replied. "Then, how about this?" Then she opened her mouth and out unrolled her tongue, three inches wide and colored to match her pussy.
It hung a good foot below the Succubus' chin!
The Succubus smiled at the witch's reaction when she licked her own nipples…without dipping her head!
Wild thrills surged uncontrolled through her belly as Gena fought desperately with herself to close her awed, gaping mouth.

Kari, still half naked in her Gi, sat at the simple dining table in the kitchen of the house that Chastity and Constance had been using as their base. The Crux, shining and sparkling in the kitchen's bright light, sat in the middle of the table.
Both young Nuns were dressed in their schoolgirl uniforms, dark blue skirt, and semi-transparent, starched white blouses. Constance had put on another pair of white cotton panties.
Though trying hard not to display it, neither Nun approved of Kari's provocative dress. Infinitely worse, she also refused to wear underwear. "Hindered my fighting moves," she had told them, unconvincingly, when she had arrived just at sunset.
"This place reeks of Demons!" Kari told them, raising her nose to the air as she seated herself by the table. "I can smell them, especially Succubii! Heavy, sweet…gamy, like a sweet version of the smell that comes from a man's balls when he hadn't bathed in awhile."
"I cannot say that we know what you are referring to, Kari." Constance replied.
Chastity looked at Kari's nipples poking through her Gi. They had not been erect when she had entered, only when she started sniffing the air. "But I do not smell anything like that."
Kari looked at her, then blushed. "Sorry. But you can only smell them after…after you have…"
"You were raped by a Demon, I take it?" Chastity replied, gently.
Kari winced, then looked at the gently smiling Nun from over her forehead. In a soft voice she replied, "No, not raped! I…I…He didn't have to force me! I wanted it! I begged for it! Ever since then I've hoped that he would come back so I could submit to him again! That is my curse!"

It had been a couple years ago. Full of youth, and the cockiness of youth, she went after a Class One Demon, a Count of Hell no less, which had been tormenting some villages in Northern China.
She had been warned…by the Master of her Dojo, by the Elders of each one of the villages she passed through. No one short of a mythological Hero could face such a beast.
She was too young, too inexperienced, too obviously female…
And she, embroiled in the vigor and courage of youth, ignored the Elders and her Master and went out after the Beast.
She had tracked him for three days across a low grassland in Northern China before she found definite sign of him. She then hoped that she could close on him without being detected.
But it never occurred to her that the Beast, too, was as skillful at tracking as she.
He had smelled her…that telltale feminine odor…even before she had detected his sign.
He had already somehow gotten behind her…
She never figured out how he did it. There simply was no cover that could hide a seven foot tall, nearly 300 pound horned Frankenstein-like figure from her sharp, youthful eyes.
But he did.
The first thing she remembered, and her last thoughts as a free woman, was his hands upon her…
The shock of those big, but oh so sensitive hands on her upper arms! He held her momentarily by her upper arms so she couldn't desperately strike back at him. Demons of all stripes had one thing in common…they couldn't stand pain.
Most, too, were not very strong even though they looked it.
A Count of Hell, however, was incredibly strong once they had their hands on you, their arms around you, and their bright Aura enclosing you.
This one had such irresistible power that he stole her breath, her strength, her will to resist by simply touching her. She writhed a bit, trying to construct some kind of defense, but her body just wouldn't obey her.
It obeyed a new master, one that could create such muscle-locking pleasure that she soon couldn't even physically resist him. Once he was certain that his awesomely potent Aura had fully seized her, he pulled open her Gi and listened smugly to her ragged gasps and breathless "No!'s" as he pawed, expertly, her big (for a Human of her height) tits.
She lay on the arm that went under her back as his other hand worked her swollen, straining tits. Shocks of delicious pleasure shot through her as he, seemingly idly, played with her swollen, now aching, breasts, paralyzing her with outrageous, consummately erotic, muscle locking bliss. Her body jerked and writhed in his arms, her words of resistance and protest degenerating into nonsense syllables as he effortlessly worked her into a passion seized frenzy.
As she writhed, he chuckled, low and potently. "So, you thought you could defeat me, Ninnnn-ja?" he gloated with utter distain into Kari's panting, flushed face. Then his hand left her throbbing tits and slowly, wonderfully, terrifyingly slid down her heaving belly…
Making right for her flooded vagina!
"Oh, by the gods, no!" she managed to gasp as her belly jumped.
"You have a new god now, bitch!" he roared, his hand relentlessly dropping.
When his expert fingers reached her jutting mons, all she could do was shake her head as her throat closed off in runaway lust while, quite unwilled, she unconsciously spread her thighs wide.
His hand slipped over her bald mound and plunged into her hairless, drenched pussy. With a loud, drawn out moan she arched her body upwards at his face as the evil digits toyed with her, spreading her labia, teasing her stiff and swollen little clit.
Then two impossibly wide and long fingers penetrated her vagina in one soul stealing thrust.
"AAAH!" was all the Ninja could call out in feeble protest.
She felt those two deeply buried fingers hook under her pubic bone.
With yet another desperate short cry from Kari, he effortlessly lifted her onto the horizontal, her back supported by his arm, her hips lifted by his intimate violation of her womanhood.
All she could do was shake her head, eyes wide in terror, as he relentlessly brought her face up to his…now wondrously handsome, block shaped and angular face.
Parts of her still screamed his evil ugliness, but the rest of her only saw masculine beauty and breath taking potency.
"I'm going to enjoy you!" he roared like a pride mounting lion into her face in what passed for romantic small talk to a Class One, Count of Hell Demon. Then he crushed her lips to his.
And Kari became a new woman…
Within seconds she was moaning into the Beast's mouth as his awesomely erotic assault saturated her senses and nervous system with overwhelming bliss and all too submissive lust. Never before had she had ever wanted, while in his arms, to submit to a male…any male…as completely and willingly as now she felt in the Demon's arms.
In the middle of that kiss, when he spread the two fingers buried in Kari's pussy, the young female Ninja, with a loud cry into his mouth, exploded into orgasm. Hips humping into that violating hand, chest heaving upwards, mouth submissively opening to admit his meaty and long, dominating tongue, Kari, suspended in his arms, came, over and over, as endlessly as the Demon wanted her to.
Something happened to her mind while she lay in the Beast's arms and around his hand, cuming wildly.
He broke their kiss with her still writhing in his arms. She opened her eyes as he began lowering her, desperation now on her face. When he had lowered her to the ground, she writhed openly while whining, "No!…Don't…do this…to me! Stop!"
He laughed down on her as a sadistic lion would to his helpless victim. "And you were going to defeat me and send me back to Hell? Silly little female! Stupid little fuck toy! But I will be generous! Call me 'Master' and I will violate you as you've never been violated before!"
Immediately her eyes opened wide as a quite inhumanly dimensioned organ swelled dramatically outward from his loins. It hovered, throbbing and flexing, arched over her…a formidable and intimidating phallus. Still staring, suddenly she had cravings, needs surging thought her she had never experienced or felt before. Suddenly she thought she would go mad unless she could get her belly filled with a huge, intimidating male organ! Chewing on her lower lip a moment, knowing it was the beast's 'forced seduction' attack giving her these dreadful thoughts and desires, her fascinated eyes, nonetheless, slavishly and readily followed the prick's every move.
Kari finally replied, almost angrily, "OOOHHH! You're going to rape me anyway! I can't stop you! Ok! But I won't call you 'Master'! You hear me, you monster! You've made me want you…want that prick! So do it! Do me, already! But I won't call you 'Master'!"
Then she saw him stepping towards her feet, still arrogantly chuckling. With a wave of his hand, he barked, "Spread, Human!"
In shocked silence, against her most fervent will, she immediately complied, quickly spreading her thighs wide apart! The humiliation she felt was devastating!
Her body obeyed him!
As he knelt between her wide open thighs, still arrogantly chuckling, he took his near foot and a half of arm thick meat into his similarly inhumanly sized hand. As Kari raised her sweat dripping face to watch him, he pressed his intimidatingly broad cockhead between her copiously juiced, fully aroused, enflamed, and floppy labia. Running his glans up and down her wide open woman slit, bulling apart her pussy lips, he thoroughly lubricated the bulging tip of his potent maleness.
With first contact Kari's courage and anger immediately dissipated. Her head fell back to the ground to begin tossing back and forth while her hips squirmed.
Just contact with that organ crushed what was left of her resistance to him. Her need for monstrous penetration jumped a huge notch, filling her mind with it, beating down any competing thoughts.
Kari moaned loudly, her voice carrying across the grassy prairie. She felt that cockhead slip into her dwarfed vaginal opening and rabid lust filled her. Her knees rose and bent back till they her hovering above her hip bones.
Panting loud and forced, like a race horse, she turned her face away from the gloating beast tormenting her.
But it was too late for heroic resistance from her.
Much too late.
He had her and she knew it.
In a much more suppressed, soft voice, she gasped out, "Oh! Master! Please! I need you…so bad! Don't tease me! Use me! Give it to me!"
Still smirking, he remarked, "Just like all these Human sluts!" He and his cock, now dripping with her juices, wasted no more time with his suitably begging female. Lining up his massive demonic cock with her fully displayed womanly opening, he penetrated her with one abrupt and powerful thrust.
She gave out with a shriek as her tight pussy (to him) gave way with a sloppy pop.
Then he drove fully into her, effortlessly moving her guts aside, penetrating her womb and making her belly swell, outlining in her normally flat flesh for all to see his potent passage into her.
And Kari 'loved' it. Under the influence of a Count of Hell, she really had no choice, she had to 'love' being impaled on his demoncock. Under 'normal' circumstances such a penetration should have killed her. Certainly it should have been agonizing.
But a real Demon, especially a Count of Hell, would not let his victim suffer…at least not suffer in pain. Demons fed on orgasm, on the delicious energies a Human, especially a female, gives when driven to uncontrollable, undeniable, imposed orgasm.
And this Count of Hell was consummately experienced in the using of Human females. He had been enjoying Human females since before the days of the Great Pyramid, since the onset of Human civilization, and had learned from this vast and ancient experience how to get the most out of his thrashing, screeching victims. And he was the master of sexual magick on top of everything else. He didn't want her to suffer, to detract from her orgasms, so he used that 'sexual black magic' (As some in the Middle Ages would have labeled it.) to simply not let Kari receive any real damage or experience any perceived pain from his monstrous and forced violation of her. So obsessively beautiful was his use of her that she would, could never forget him or what he used to penetrate her openings. Nor, would she be able to drive out of her mind and memory what he had done to her…and how good it had felt to serve under him and around his magnificent, god-like prick!
A more than willing toy to come back to in the future for some 'masculine relief'.
So instead of horrendous agony and insane disfigurement, to the wide eyed and panting Kari his violation of her was the most delicious sexual experience of her life… He had made it so.
Then he started thrusting, stroking his impossible organ into and out of her, fucking her powerfully, smashing into her cervix, moving her womb upwards into her belly.
Kari howled in delight, awesome, forced delight. Even when he slammed her knees onto the grassy ground alongside her heaving ribcage, even when her belly swelled like she was pregnant on his dramatic, powerful thrusts, she continued to scream out her overwhelming pleasure at being allowed to house and service the Demon's sex weapon with torrid, wet and clinging feminine eagerness.
He used her ruthlessly, masterfully driving well over a foot of leg thick organ in and out of a defeated and howling Kari's formerly tight belly. He enjoyed her, roaring back in triumph each time she helplessly exploded under him…each time he forced her, in body racking, mind crushing waves of penetration derived orgasm, to roll her eyes up into her skull as she helplessly and joyously got off under him. Never had she looked up at a lover with such an admiring countenance, her flushed and sweaty face betraying the joy, love, enslaving pleasure that her Master so effortlessly and competently forced upon her.
So obsessively beautiful was his use of her that she would, could never forget him. Nor could she drive out of her mind and memory what he had done to her…and how good it had felt to serve under him and around his addictive, enslaving prick!
He enjoyed her thoroughly, as was the way of the triumphant Demon with a captive and defenseless female. He fucked her into a sweaty, hoarse, convulsing lump of femininity.
Then he doomed her: spewing a good quart of demonchowder into her receptive, cock swollen belly.
As he flooded her, he crowed, "Not you, nor any female can resist enslavement to me from being inseminated by the Count of Hell! Take it, you are now Mine!"
Kari would prove him right.

Kari, choked by emotion and self-loathing, barely could whisper out her confession, "I betrayed my training, my teachers, my Dojo…just to get that…organ into me! There was nothing I would…could deny him! After he finished with…fucking me, I spent the entire rest of the day servicing him! With just a command he had me kneeling before him, orally servicing him till my aching jaw felt dislocated. I nearly choked to death, twice, trying to swallow his…cock. Twice I nearly drowned when he erupted, over and over, down my throat and shooting out my nose. Twice I licked it all up, on my own volition and on my knees to him, all while he was laughing down at me as I swallowed every bit of him that my tongue could reach.
"And still I begged for more!"
She slammed her fist upon the table, her head down. A tear ran down each of Kari's flushed cheeks.
Looking back up at the sympathetic Nuns, she went on, "The next morning, when I finally awoke from my humiliation, I couldn't help it…the first thing I did was realize that I was hooked…addicted…to his…to any Demon's Cock…but especially his! For hours afterwards I wandered over the grassland, eagerly, desperately looking for him…looking for that cock.
"Since then all I had ever been able to do was control my addiction, to deny any Demon's desire to penetrate my body. But I can never stop the craving entirely. I knew that I would never remove the addiction. Instead I…compensate by giving…oral sex to any Demons whose cocks get near me. Cocks that I see…or smell." Kari hung her head again in abject humiliation and embarrassment.
Chastity rose and rounded the table to put her arm around Kari' s shoulders. "You must not blame yourself! You were raped…against your will…and are now addicted to the foul beasts…again against your will! You are doing the right thing…fighting them! And you are very courageous in keeping your cravings under control! Come, you have detected the odor of Demons. We cannot. We need you tonight if we are to keep the Crux safe until morning!"
Kari nodded, realizing the circumstance they were in. Raising her head, she said, "You can count on me!"
"Can you tell what the threat precisely is?" Constance asked.
Kari nodded again. "I think so. I'm convinced that there are at least two Succubii now. One smells like it is still in the Witch's house. But the other…"
"Where is the other?" Chastity asked.
Kari turned her head towards the door that led from the kitchen to the back of the house. "Somewhere out there," she said. Turning back she added, "And pretty close!"
"The Succubus will probably come right through that door, with as much surprise as she can. We must have warning…" Chastity said slowly.
"I'll go outside, " Kari volunteered, much to Chastity's relief. "I can smell them so they can't get the drop on me again! Just be ready…"
Chastity and Constance nodded.

Brittany ran up the stairs to Gena's porch and knocked briskly. She was filled with the thrill and sense of power that she had newly discovered just by walking down the street to Gena's house…the ability to distract, even enslave men…the power of a prick teasing freshman in entirely too revealing clothes briskly walking down the sidewalk, displaying tightly encased buns flipping up and down on each side of a brazenly displayed, deeply indented butt crack, while youthfully wide hips swayed tightly side to side. Not to mention a pair of boobs that a Hollywood starlet would kill for, jiggling just enough as she quickly stepped to prove to any man she victimized that the midriff tank-top she wore was the ONLY thing between them and mammary heaven.
She was certain that she had given hard-ons to at least half dozen men and boys just walking down the street! She knew of two men whose companions would not be very…cooperative with them this night!
It was so thrilling to have such power over men!
But as she stood at the door, suddenly some distinct fear rose in her. What if Gena came on to her like she did to Doreen last night? Would she be able to hold her off? Would she become a lesbian? Her Mom more or less warned her
She was still all smiles when Gena opened the door.
Gena smiled warmly, "Brittany! Here right on time!"
Trying to maintain her not altogether sincere smile, Brittany stepped in, not noticing Gena's rock hard nipples jutting through her dark blue robe.
Gena, after literally hours of undergoing the Demon's aura, couldn't help but drop her eyes to gawk at the girl's openly displayed tits as she walked by. With each step they jiggled, oh so tightly.
Then, as Gena closed her door and after Brittany had taken three steps into the room, the girl abruptly staggered to a halt. Then she hissed.
With the front door closed, Gena turned to the girl as Brittany turned around, eyes wide.
Gena saw those perky puffy nipples explode into furious erection. She could almost hear the Demon downstairs chuckling.
"G…Gena," Brittany gasped in rising alien passion, her face no longer smiling up at the lesbian. "I'm so happy you invited me here tonight!" she quickly added. The feelings running through her! So strange, so strong, making her so hot!
Gena had to force her eyes back up to Brittany's. The girl's breasts seemed to swell even larger under that quite inadequate tank top. "Why, it is my p…pleasure to have you, my Dear!"
She must not be used to that Demon's aura, Gena thought, for Brittany looks suddenly hot and ready for…
"Are we going to have a seance?" the girl asked in a soft, passion filled voice.
"No, my Dear." Gena replied. "That will be tomorrow night. Tonight I have…other activities in mind.
Suddenly concern, almost fear, crossed the coed's face. "Like, what kind of 'activities'?"
Gena smiled in, she hoped, a friendly, non-threatening way. "For the seance tomorrow we need to prepare. I must apply a…oil onto you. Your skin must be soft and not dry. The basement is cool and dry, and might chap your young skin without the oil. In a matter of fact, the oil is also…magical in its own way. It will improve the influence you will have on the seance."
The girl was starting to pant through her nose, though her facial expression hadn't changed. "Do you want me to put the oil on? Tonight?"
Gena maintained her smile. "No, I must apply it. It's part of the preparation for the seance." she technically lied. "Every inch of you must have the oil applied. If you miss any part, the seance will not work." That last statement, technically, was honest.
Brittany became suspicious, her face reflecting it. She recalled the concerns she had seen in her mother's face when she left to come here. "Are you a lesbian?" she bluntly asked.
"Uh, well…" Gena gasped in return. Now her face showed concern. The girl's question certainly wasn't what she had expected! "Ah, Brittany…you see…I really can't…"
Brittany's face hardened, "I saw what you and Doreen did last night."
For the second time in two statements from Brittany, Gena was again shocked into silence. What did she see? Did she see EVERYTHING that we did on the couch? In my bed!? Their tryst had been mutually agreed upon…and between two adults, after all. Doreen had been eager, maybe more than a demon aroused Gena. But just letting out in this campus town that she, already known as a witch, was also a lesbian 'preying' upon young women…
After a moment of near panicked silence, the lesbian managed to reply, "I hope you can keep this a secret, Brittany. I can…get into trouble if…if…"
Brittany lost her suspicious facial expression at once. Sincerely she replied, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to upset you! I've told no one! I just…just…And I won't tell anyone…if…"
"Now it comes!" Gena thought as she looked expectantly at the girl. Softly she said, "If? If what Brittany?"
After an eons long hesitation, Brittany blurted out as forcefully as her cherub face could manage, "I'm no lesbian! I don't want to…make out with you!" Brittany meant what she said, mostly, but there was this…horniness in her, heating her up. And there was a part of her conscience, now, that was urging: "Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing to have this…lesbian show her a thing or two about sex! You couldn't get pregnant, and that's been the big thing that's made you afraid, and Mom getting upset, of getting close to a boy! After all, Doreen had told her how much fun she had…how good Gena was in bed…as a lover!
"What would be the harm if no one else knew?"
But Gena was responding. "Brittany, Dear, I have no intention of trying to make you do something you don't want to! I promise! Yes, its true, I am a lesbian. And I will not deny that you are a very attractive young woman to me as well as most of the men…and women out there! But I will not do anything to you that you don't want…or don't ask me to do! Promise!"
Maybe it was Gena's voice and the sincerity Brittany recognized in it, or maybe she was getting so horny that she started listening to that 'voice' inside her. In any case, she nodded. "Just don't try anything…gross or…or…unnatural!"
"Promise!" Gena replied, smiling gently.
"Okay!" Brittany replied, visibly relaxing and even developing a little smile on her face. "What's next?"
"Would you like it if I gave you an oil massage? It might relax you," Gena tried.
Suspicion again crossed the girl's face. "Is this some trick to get your hands on me?" she again spoke quickly.
"No, of course not!" Gena replied, not altogether honestly. "Look, I'll start on your back and check with you every-time I need to go…someplace else. If you say 'stop', I'll stop. Okay?" she added, very honestly. She didn't want to known as a rapist, either.
Again Brittany relaxed as she nodded.
"As a matter of fact," Gena added. "You've been so…tense since you got here that a good massage is just what you need to relax you. You need to be relaxed tomorrow."
"Okay. Sounds like a good idea," the girl gently smiled. She didn't lose her smile when she added, "I'm trusting you!"
Gena noticed the sweat beginning to form on the girl's forehead. Then she glanced down at her tank top. The girl's nipples jutted out from under her shirt like pebbles. they had to be an half inch long by now!
"Damn that Demon was good!" she thought.
"I suppose you want me to take off my clothes," Brittany said. With the sentence she seized the bottom of her tank top, then suddenly and quickly lifted it up!
Passion filled shock shot through Gena, her heart jumping, as the tank top rose over her belly and lower ribcage only to be caught, momentarily, on the girl's impossibly stiff nipples.
But Brittany kept pulling and, after the shirt had pulled up her breasts a couple of inches, the nipples gave way and her beauties bounced stiffly a couple times before coming to rest at what had to be a 'D' cup of broad based conical perfection.
Gena almost licked her lips as she gawked at those hooters while Brittany finished hoisting that discarded tank top over her head.
Then Brittany, giving the most…intense look at the also beginning to sweat Gena, simply tossed the shirt behind her. She smiled coyly when Gena could finally rip her vision away from those teen beauties.
She saw the look of passion, and discomfort, on the Witch's face. "You must forgive me, Gena, but since I came in I've felt so strange, so…hot! After being naked here last night, it seemed easy in front of you!"
"It is perfectly alright, my Dear!" Gena gasped through a desert dry throat. Damn that Demon is good! "But I must apologize for staring."
"No problem. I trust you!" the girl replied. She seemed to thrust her tits out right at Gena. Brittany then bent over at the waist while saying, "Well, you want me naked for the massage, right?" Then she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her 'painted on' bicycle shorts.
"Y…yes!" Gena croaked as she looked at Brittany's cameltoe perfectly outlined in those shorts. "It is necessary, my Dear!" Then Gena saw the girl's downward facing breasts. Even bent over, the girl's tightly swaying tits kept their smooth conical shape. "No give at all!" she gasped to herself. "They almost looked like they were fake!"
Then, with a quick jerk down, Brittany's shorts turned inside out as she peeled them down her youthful legs. With two steps and they joined her tank top on the floor.
Gena swallowed when she saw that the girl was still shaved.
"Gotta keep up with style!" Brittany said briskly when she raised back up, deliciously naked, and saw Gena's wide eyed gawk on her babybutt smooth mound and already wet labia. "You know, Gena, I'm feeling really…comfortable being naked around you! I just can't believe how horn…er…at ease I am!
"I really don't know why I shave…down there! It's just fashionable to do that at the Sorority. I guess you can never tell when a boy will…get close and I wanted to look good when it does!"
"Remember, my Dear, you must be a virgin tomorrow!" Gena reminded Brittany.
The girl nodded. "I'm not going to bed with anyone between now and tomorrow, that's for sure! But, while I shave, I just can't seem to stick metal…things into me, as yet! So I keep myself down there bald, even though no boys have seen it…yet! But I plan on some tattoos…" and she turned around to show Gena the small of her back. Pointing to it, she finished, "…one right there, just above my butt crease. Maybe a butterfly…"
Gena nodded in agreement. "Yes, my Dear, that would be perfect…" The girl's ass matched the beauty of her chest! Plump, smooth but firm loaves, just big enough to attract the attention of any man…or woman! And the crack in-between! Deep, dark and mysterious, her anal crease had no bottom, from what Gena could see. But at the bottom end, way behind those out thrusting buns, she could see clearly the carmine colored labia of the girl, glistening with her dew.
The woman wanted to jump the delicious coed, right then and there!
"Control yourself Gena!" she mumbled to herself. "Don't rush things!"
"If you don't mind my saying it, but you have a most attractive butt." Gena said to Brittany's thrust out ass.
The girl raised up and turned around, innocently displaying her perfect teenaged charms to the staring woman.
"Got anything to drink?" Brittany quickly asked.
"Why, of course! I have lemonade, and soda in the…"
"No! A drink! You know, alcohol…"
"You are awfully young…"
"I've drunk lots of times!" Brittany replied with a grin.
"You have?" Gena shot back.
Brittany abruptly lost her grin. "Well, some beer once! But I handled it real good! And I'm not going home till the morning…"
"Well, I am afraid I don't have any beer, my Dear."
"Then hard stuff… This is as good a time as any to try some hard stuff! Don't you think?"
Gena frowned. "Well, you are walking back, and next morning. You should sober up by then. Okay, but only a little!"
She went into her living room and poured about a half ounce of creme de menth into a cocktail glass. Then she poured herself about an ounce.
"Now sip this," Gena advised as she handed the glass to Brittany.
The girl immediately took an entirely too big a swig.
"Whew!" the girl gasped after her throat permitted speech. She waved her hand before her face. "That has a kick to it!" she ended it hoarsely.
"I said for you to sip it!" Gena reminded her while laying her hand on Brittany's naked shoulder as if to keep the girl from flying off.
"I believe you!" Brittany finally replied once her throat stopped burning. Then she carefully sipped it.
She nodded to Gena. "It's good, once you get used to it! It's like it has this vapor that gets into your nose…"
"You should try cognac…" Gina replied while taking another sip.
"Can I have some?"
"On your next visit, my Dear! I don't want you having a hangover tomorrow!"
Three more sips and Brittany's glass was empty. Then she turned a flushed face towards Gena. "That was really good! Thank you!" Now Brittany was screaming at herself about being really 'horny'! The alcohol just made her randy feelings worse. Good thing there were no guys around!
"Are you alright?" a concerned Gena asked her.
"You're not…" Brittany immediately replied, a contented smile on her heavy lidded face.
"I'm not…" Gena came back, befuddled. "At least the girl isn't staggering around!" she told herself.
The most…strange feelings were surging though her. The drink only made them more insistent, more powerful. After a count of hesitation, Brittany responded, "Naked. You're not naked like me! Don't you think that is only fair?"
The girl's response gently shocked the woman. And sent a bolt of arousal through her system at the fact that the girl was suggesting she disrobe. Nodding again, Gena opened and then dropped her robe to the floor. She saw Brittany's eyes jump over her, going from her exotic and bronzed, sharp featured face to the hard nippled and generous handfuls of her breasts, then down her heaving, deep naveled and olive skinned belly to eventually fix on her loins with her black haired bush.
The girl spent an inordinate length of time staring at Gena's bush.
As she stared a part of her, a smaller part now, kept repeating, "I'm not a lesbian!" The strangest feelings, and thoughts, were swirling around in her head.
"Is that what you wanted…were…looking for?" Gena softly said down to the staring coed.
Brittany jerked her head up with Gena's words, her blush intensifying. Gena saw the tell-tale glistening of sweat on her forehead. The girl's fully exposed cameltoe, from between thighs that were now entirely too widely parted for decorum, now had distinctly longer and less wrinkled bright pink labia hanging down. Those incredible tits were heaving on the panting girl's chest, nipples longer and more pebbly that Gena had ever seen them.
Brittany had 'hot' as in 'horny' written large upon that wet-dream body.
Brittany stared into Gena's walnut shaped, dark eyes intensely. "You know, I can't get my mind off of what Doreen told me this morning! And since I stepped into your house I've been thinking about it more than ever! I'm no lesbian…I've never wanted to be with a girl before…but, you see, I've never…been with a boy, either! That's why I'm still a virgin, unlike Doreen.
"But I'm going crazy about it! I want to know…Oh! I don't know what I want! I'm just so hot…" She exhaled through her nose in frustration. "I've always told myself that…that…I didn't like girls…that way! Now…I don't know!…I just don't know!"
Gena tried to fight down her fear of being exposed as well as the torrid arousal the girl's voice generated, "What did Doreen tell you about us?"
"Only it was the best sex of her life! And that means something for she's a real slut! Been doing it with boys since she was a freshman…in high school! She told me that she had never…did it with a girl…until last night. She told me it was so cool…" the girl glared into Gena's eyes, "…that you are so good at it! That she came better than any boy could do! Maybe that's why I came here tonight…why I'm so damn…horny! But I'm no lesbian!"
Gena took a deep breath. "What do you want to do, Brittany?"
Brittany closed her eyes in frustration, her arms flexing, fists forming alongside her hips. Her magnificent tits quivered like firm jello as she fought with herself. Finally she looked back up at Gena, "You said you wanted to give me an oil massage. I guess I'd better start with that…"
Gena just smiled even though her heart was pounding. She stepped up to the girl and put her arm around her.
Brittany just smiled.
She led her towards the back of the house. "It is really wonderful. Warm oil worked into your skin…all over your skin!"
Brittany effortlessly changed the subject. "You know, I think my Mom believes you're a lesbian! She warned me about you right before I came over here!"
Concern again gripped Gena. "Your mother? Does she live near here?"
"She's the Housemother for my Sorority! Just down the street."
Gena gawked at Brittany's rack. "Does she have your…hair?"
"Nope. Black hair. But its obvious where I got my tits from!"
Gena smiled as she nodded. "Of course! We've…met!"
"Well, I think you made an impression on her! I've never see her so worked up about any friend of mine before!"
Gena continued to nod as she opened the door to the spare bedroom where she had her massage table set up. "Like mother, like daughter!" she thought.

Kari slipped out of the woods some 100 meters from the 'safe house' the two nuns were occupying. The woods ran along one side of the house, lawn the other three sides. It was quite dark, there were no street-lamps or other lighting, and ground fog was beginning to form over the grass.
Her specially trained eyes did not see any obvious demonic sign, so she knew there were no Demons immediately around her. She then stuck her nose up into the air.
At once her body stiffened. She caught the sickly sweet smell of a Demon! A female Demon! "Must be a Succubus!" she whispered.
"But the odor is to my right, towards the safe house!" Instantly she leaped out of the relative protection of the woods. "It got around me!" she reproached herself.
Then she was tearing off towards the house.

Aphrodite came crashing in through the back door with absolutely no warning. Baring her fangs, trying to look as fearful and evil as her supernaturally luscious body and face could, she immediately had to deal with the collapsing door frame and parts of the back wall which came tumbling down upon her head.
She had been too violent in her assault upon the door, she realized, tossing shattered pieces of wood away.
Sister Constance was sitting with her back to the back door. Sister Chastity was across the table, facing her. The Crux was on the table, between them.
Both were still wearing their 'Catholic school-girl uniforms' of white blouses and checkerboard red and blue skirts.
With the crash behind her Constance spun around to see the towering she-devil momentarily struggling to get past the splintered door and rent door frame.
She looked back at Chastity, "Get the Crux out of here! I'll try and stop it!
Chastity, now on her feet, barked back, "No! We have to stay together to stop it!"
"No time!" Constance replied, stepping towards the Succubus which was nearly through and into the building. "Take it to safety!"
Then Constance charged the beautiful beast.
Chastity, reluctantly, took the Crux in her right hand, turned around, and ran out the front door. She immediately turned to her right and ran into the woods.
Constance stopped some three feet from the Succubus and shot her best binding spell. Seeing the beast come up short with her wings suddenly pressed against her powerful looking back, gave her hope.
Misplaced hope it turned out. After a count the Succubus spread her arms and wings and, without much difficulty shredded Constance's invisible bindings. The Succubus continued its charge.
In the time she had left, the young Novitiate managed to shoot a disabling spell right into Aphrodite's stacked chest, but it was adsorbed into her aura.
Then that aura hit her…
Constance shuddered and hissed as her legs locked and her arms lost their strength as delicious waves of bliss saturated her. Instantly she was helpless. All she could do was watch with terrified eyes as the Succubus stepped up to her.
Aphrodite was laughing, low, slow and evilly. Then she sniffed, "Oh, now this is unusual! A virgin!"
Constance closed her eyes tightly as doom closed in on her.
Then the Succubus gripped her upper arms.
"AAAAHHH!" went the Nun as her hips humped forward and her nipples threatened to burst through her bra and blouse. The pleasure, it was so delicious!
The Succubus picked her up and Constance's eyes popped open. She saw that her face was now even with the beautiful face of the Succubus, her feet dangling a good foot off the floor.
The Succubus was bringing their faces closer together!
Aphrodite pressed the virgin's lips to her own.
And Constance jerked, once, and her eyes closed in unholy bliss. The kiss was devastating, the Beast seemingly sucking her will right out of her. At first her legs and arms, with her upper arms pressed to her body by the Demon's grip, could only flail impotently. Relentlessly, though, as the kiss continued, her feeble struggles collapsed until the Nun's arms and legs just hung there.
Constance gagged loudly as the Succubus's tongue, feet long and as thick as a porn star's erect prick, pushed her own tongue aside and plunged down her throat.
"It tasted so meaty…so good!" Constance told herself as passions she hardly recognized in herself seized her. Within seconds she was actively sucking on the wriggling, thick and flexible tube violating her mouth and throat.
Then, unnoticed by the Novitiate, Aphrodite, maintaining the mind numbing and blissful kiss, stepped towards the kitchen table. Constance didn't notice a thing, didn't realize the Succubus was carrying her anywhere, until the Demoness planted her full and plump butt upon the top of the kitchen table.
Only then did the Succubus break their kiss.
It took the Human nearly a half minute to regain full consciousness. Only then could the Nun direct her eyes down away from the hideously grinning monster. The Demoness just placed a finger under Constance's chin, hooking it gently, and brought Constance's face up till the Nun was once again staring at the over-towering female's smirking face.
There was no fear on Constance's face, but there was the realization that she was doomed.
But her body, and a goodly part of her mind, no longer resisted her fate. Actually more looked forward to her fate!
"Since its been so long since I last…'did' a virgin, I'll just have to run down your partner after I break you in properly! The Crux will give her away! Oh, but I love virgins, they smell so sweet!" She tossed Constance's dark blue pleated skirt up and gripped the waistband of the Nun's white cotton panties. With a yank, and a shriek from Constance, the shredded panties settled to the floor.
"No! Please! Not that!" the novitiate begged, terror finally overcoming the Demoness' aura.
"You should know that I've been begged at by some of the best 'temporary' virgins in history! Don't belittle yourself! Take it like a woman! Look!" And the Succubus pointed at her own loins.
Constance followed the pointing finger, and her eyes widened in shock. "What is that!?" she squealed as a long and thick…phallus extended from the Succubus' loins.
"That?" Aphrodite remarked. "Oh, that's my clit! Just what is needed to properly deflower a Nun, don't you think? Big, isn't it?"
The obscene organ was already a foot long and growing while it easily was as thick as her wrist. Constance gawked at it with a mixture of shock and…in-spite of herself…fascination. "No! You can't…it won't fit!"
The Succubus smirked. "Now, you have to have a cock…or phallus if you will…to break-in a virgin! That's the rules!" Then she pressed the tip, now extending a good sixteen inches from her pubic bone, right into Constance's vaginal opening.
The Novitiate winced as even more pleasure…submissive pleasure this time, jolted her as the wicked organ stretched her virgin opening. Through no actions of her own, her fears began to subside.
"Nooooo!" she whined as the imposing phallus continued to spread her. However, if she could think straight at that moment she would have realized that the spreading didn't feel half bad.
Aphrodite pushed on Constance's chest and the young Nun obediently fell back upon the table. Then she grabbed the Novitiate by her ankles and lifted both her legs up until the woman's ankles were even with her broad shoulders. With the briefest effort she spread Constance wide.
All the young Nun could do was shake her head futilely as the Demoness pressed in.
"AAAH!" Constance cried when Aphrodite thrust firmly, once, and a good half foot of clit popped into tight, soaked belly.
"Hmmm! Tight! Just the way I like them!" went the Succubus, rotating and grinding the parts of her clit now buried in Nun cunt.
"No!" Constance wailed, looking at the towering Demoness and rapidly shaking her head.
"Too late!" Aphrodite chuckled. "But lets see if this makes it better!" The Succubus pushed with her hips and nearly a foot more of phallus slid into Constance's well lubricated pussy.
Constance's eyes bulged as the clit started in. She grimaced as it continued, teeth coming together with a 'click'. Then, as the bestial thing neared her cervix, her jaw dropped again.
"EEEEEE-OOOHHHH!" groaned the defeated Nun, pursing her lips in uniquely feminine bliss as the monstrous clit impacted her cervix and, grinding relentlessly, popped into her womb. Her eyes abruptly rolled up into her skull as her head fell back to the table with a 'thump". Then her head started to toss back and forth, her lips puckering up in-between abrupt, open mouth moans. Her cries picked up in their frequency and volume.
Pulling back a foot, the smirking Succubus plowed back in, violating the Nun's womb and forming a bulge in her belly just under her navel.
"OOOOH!" Constance moaned sincerely at the impact, a slightly crooked smile forming on her sweaty face as her head tossed. She raised her head again, only to smile up at the beast raping her and nod in acquiescence.
"Yea!" roared the Succubus in triumph. "Like it, don't you? Well, you've got allot more to take before I'm finished with you!" And Aphrodite pulled her bubble butt hips back a good foot. "You're about to get a new religion, Bitch!"
Then suddenly a cry, a different cry from a different pair of lips, echoed in the kitchen, "AAAAEEEEIII!" And a dainty foot smashed into Aphrodite's right temple. The blow would have kicked in her skull…it would have killed her…if she had been Human. The kick was powerful enough, however, to knock her off the gasping, whining Nun and send her towards the sink three feet away.
The Succubus stopped halfway there, clutching her head with both hands. "AAHHH!" she screamed.
Succubii can't stand pain.
Kari dropped to her feet, bending her knees to absorb the shock of landing. As she fell from kicking the Succubus in her head she had been calculating her next blow. Immediately upon landing she sprung back into the air, both feet together and aimed at that head again.
The Succubus, head in its hands, didn't, couldn't see Kari coming. Her feet made contact at almost the same exact spot. Her blow sent the Succubus' head crashing into the wall over the sink, creating a head sized hole in the wall.
Kari landed on one arm then immediately rolled to her feet.
The Succubus was already rushing for the destroyed door, hands holding her abused head.
Kari turned to Constance, still draped across the table. She immediately saw that the Demoness was tearing up the ruined doorway even more quickly than probably when she had entered, so she relaxed
Seconds later, with the Succubus gone screaming into the night, she stepped up to the table. Dropping the Novitiate's skirt down over her bare loins, she helped her sit up.
"Where's Chastity?" Kari asked as soon as Constance had regained some control over her still pulsing body.
"R-ran outside with the Crux. Oh God…I…I can't believe i…it…I hated it b…but…that felt so…good!"
Kari nodded in understanding. "Always does. That's why they can be so seductive, downright addictive. No Human can give pleasure as well as a Demon. Now, how do you feel? Seems the convulsions are calming. Good thing, though, that it was a Succubus. Its the semen of the Demon that's really addictive. You'll soon be fine, physically. Its the emotional reaction to the pleasure that gets you. Take my word for it. Just don't let the pleasure she gave you obsess you towards getting more. It can drive you insane."
Constance just nodded.
Kari looked at the front door. "When you're feeling better, we'll take a look for Chastity. Until then she should be safe in the woods, there was only one Succubus out here tonight."

Gena had Brittany lay on her stomach on the massage table. Then she took a moment to gaze longingly at the prostrate girl. Her compressed breasts were bulging inches beyond the edge of her chest, while her buttocks seemed to tower over her back, two alabaster meatloaves, blemish-free smooth and baby-butt round. Her legs were still parted, and Gena could see right up to her passion pink, and bald, pussy.
She picked up the oil bottle from the water bath and walked to the table, stopping even with Brittany's waist.
"I've warmed the oil, so you don't need to worry about that," she said, pouring an ample amount in her palm. Then she bent over and applied it to Brittany's shoulders and shoulderblades. After spreading the oil, starting on the girl's shoulders, she began to knead her still tense muscles.
After a couple of minutes of that, Gena felt a noticeable relaxation of the girl's upper back muscles. When Brittany sighed Gena bent over to whisper in her ear, "You feeling alright?"
Immediately the girl nodded.
"Well, I'm just about done here. Suppose I work your lower back?"
Brittany nodded yet again.
Taking the warm oil, Gena poured it right down Brittany's back, right down the crease formed by her backbone, right down to the very beginning of her buttcrack. Then she began to spread the oil out.
Brittany giggled when Gena slipped her hands around the sides of her waist. "Does that tickle?"
The girl nodded.
Gena worked the girl's sides more vigorously and her jumping muscles eventually stopped. Gena admired the girl's tight, firm waist, envious of the advantages of youth. But what she really gawked at was the girl's ass. She could see right down that deep crack, and her meaty cheeks on each side obsessed her.
She wanted to bury her face into that crack!
"All in good time, Gena!" she thought. "Don't want to frighten her!"
So Gena spent extra time working Brittany's waist, coating the flesh with shiny, warming oil.
"I'm going to do your legs, okay?" Gena asked.
For a split second the girl seemed surprised, or disappointed, then nodded.
Gena took her time with Brittany's legs, even spending a goodly time working her feet and each and every toe. She had such svelte feet! Even the soles of her foot had no blemishes.
If only she had been as attractive when she had been eighteen!
Then she began working up Brittany's right leg, working her calf, then up to her thigh. She couldn't seem to keep her eyes off of the girl's crimson slit being displayed as it was by Brittany's still wide spread thighs. So obsessed she became with the girl's 'charms' that Gena totally forgot where her hands were going.
With a rush up the back of Brittany's right thigh with her right hand, and an equally quick slide up the insides of the girl's thigh, she nearly slid her hand right upon Brittany's right bun and into her sacred slit.
The girl squealed when Gena's hands almost touched ass and cunt.
Gena stared as those buns quivered, then flexed powerfully as the girl squirmed.
"Don't do that!" Brittany gasped.
"Sorry, but that reminds me," Gena said, oiling up the left thigh. "There's one last place I haven't worked yet." Her eyes were locked on those magnificent cheeks as she worked the oil into the girl's equally delicious left thigh.
She then heard a muffled, "Go ahead!" and Brittany shook her tail playfully.
Gena was already pouring the oil into her palm.
The girl's asscheeks quivered when she applied the oil, her hands following the contours of the impressively firm tail. Soon both globes were shiny.
Then she poured the oil directly down Brittany's asscrack. She poured it in at the very top of the crack, where it flared over her tailbone, and the slick stuff ran right down between her bulging asscheeks, disappearing from sight into the dark, unpenetrable depths.
The girl hissed as it trickled down her crease, rolling over her tightly closed anus, and right between the back of her also tight labia.
But when Gena sent her hands into that crack after the running oil, Brittany jumped.
"Oh! Gena, what are you doing!" she cried breathlessly.
Gena's hands were nearly swallowed up in Brittany's asscrack when she stopped. With an unnoticed smile she said to the girl, "Just applying the oil, Dear. It has to be applied everywhere. Do you want me to stop?"
There was another hesitation, but eventually Brittany nodded.
More eagerly than the prior permissions.
Gena slid further between the girl's buns, gently spreading the oil over her anus and then boldly going where no man had gone before…ever.
Brittany gasped, then gave out with a little moan when Gena's fingers slipped between the back of her labia.
Gena began to run her fingertips up and down between the girl's buns, spreading the oil…and exploring her sex.
Brittany was suddenly breathing harder, her asscheeks jumping each time Gena's fingertips made contact with her pussy. Gena could see the girl's hands clutch the padded edge of the table, her fingernails digging deeply, as she worked the girl.
Suddenly Gena stopped. Patting the girl playfully on her bulging buttocks, Gena matter of factly said, "Okay, that takes care of your back. Now roll over!"
Brittany looked at her over her shoulder, showing not a little frustration. Gena recognized Brittany's emotion. She was enjoying her butt massage, but, none the less, the girl obeyed, rolling upon her back.
Gena tried to ignore those Hershey kiss shaped tits, sticking strait up in magnificent youthful firmness, those passion pink puffy nipples jutting up hard. Those boobs rose and fell in time with her quickening breaths.
Brittany stared up at Gena, eyes wide with excitement, and fear.
Gena gently patted the girl's belly. "Let me start here, shall we, my Dear?"
Brittany could only nod, her throat constricted from growing arousal. But she had responded without any hesitation, Gena noticed. Gena recognized the building eagerness in the girl. "Just like her mother!" Gena thought, undergoing her own building excitement.
The excitement of impending conquest.
Gena poured the oil in the indentation her belly formed and immediately flooded the girl's navel to overflowing. Then she began spreading the oil while massaging as gently as possible.
The girl's belly, from the bottom of her sternum to her mons veneris, was as smooth as her back. It yielded to her hands readily, only jumping when she first spread the oil. But she had strong muscles under the flat flesh, and Gena's hands would only go so far into her abdomen before those muscles pushed her hands back up.
Gena spread the oil from the bottom of Brittany's ribcage to the edge of her mount, repeating the journey a good four times. She waited until Brittany sighed before going lower. When she spread the oil upon and over the girl's pubic mound, Brittany sharply inhaled and her hands again gripped the edge of the table.
Gena immediately retreated. "Sorry! The oil must go everywhere!"
"Its okay!" the girl gasped in a whisper, her throat choked off in passion.
"But it is time for your chest, Dear! Okay?"
Wide eyed, Brittany raised her head to look into Gena's. "I guess so." she husked.
Gena then poured the oil from the indentation just below her neck, right between her jutting feminine wonders, and down to the bottom of her sternum. Then Gena started smoothing out the oil, starting at the girl's lower ribcage.
The girl's panting didn't slow down as Gena gently spread the oil until the entire lower chest gleamed. Then Gena spread the oil along the outside edges of Brittany's chest, deliberately not touching those tall and plump tits. As she worked she swore that Brittany's nipples, already pebble hard, seemed to stand out even further, lengthening visibly.
Her vision caught Brittany's. The girl's eyes were wide and white, but this time not in fear.
In Passion. Hot excitement of going to places erotic she had never went before…had never dared to go.
Matter of factly, Gena abruptly ran her hands up and around Brittany's jutting jugs, smearing the oil over the entire surface of the girl's breasts.
Brittany gasped raggedly, just starting to shake her head in the negative but, at the last moment, deciding not to.
Gena had to smile at the girl's reaction. Just like her mother's! The two must have seriously sensitive breasts.
Gena cupped the bottoms of the now oily slick tits, gently but firmly digging her fingers into the ample breast-meat.
Brittany moaned, a small, quiet moan to be sure, but a sincere cry of mounting pleasure.
"It is alright, my Dear!" Gena replied. "It is perfectly alright for you to enjoy this! It is one of the reasons we have massage, after all. Do not feel guilty about receiving pleasure!"
Keeping her head back down on the table while chewing on her lower lip, the girl nodded.
Gena then advanced up the towering tits…to the girl's pink nipples. Gently she caught them between thumb and forefinger.
"AAAH!" wailed the girl when Gena pressed thumb and forefinger together around both teats. Brittany arched her back, thrusting her babyfeeders up at the grinning lesbian. For a good thirty seconds she had the girl locked in chest arched tetany, her fingernails digging furiously into Gena's table's padding.
"Oh, Gena!" the girl finally gasped and the lesbian relented. The girl panted like a race horse once she was able to come down from her arch.
Gena whispered hotly to the gasping girl. "Did you like it, my Dear?"
Still panting, her voice lost to out of control passion, the girl could only nod…eagerly.
Releasing the girl's nipples, Gena husked, "Well let us try this and see how you feel!" Then Gena was bending over, bringing her smiling, tanned face towards the wide eyed, sweaty alabaster face of Brittany. Gently she pressed her full, crimson lips to Brittany's bright red ones.
The kiss was warm, soft, dreamy. Brittany just melted under Gena, squirming deliciously upon the table. It was so 'Sweet 16 first kiss'.
As the kiss progressed Brittany sighed into Gena's mouth, then threw her arms around the taller woman's neck.
Maintaining the kiss, Gena pressed their naked chests together to forge them into one body, their smooth, hot flesh interacting as if they were molded for them to fit perfectly together. As jutting, firm female flesh compressed against taut, flat skin, their stacked chests writhed together, one moving against the other. Gena felt the firm fullness of Brittany's breasts against her ribs just below her own heaving boobs, the girl's stiff pink nipples digging into her olive skin.
As the embrace progressed, and their passions built, Brittany's fingernail-armed hands stroked up and down her opposite's smooth back, increasing the passions in Gena with her frantic, claw-like scratching.
Suddenly the kiss was no longer soft, no longer hesitant, from either female.
Soon their delicious bodies were grinding against each other, stiff nipples stroking back and forth over taut, heated flesh. Becoming ever more impassioned, Gena slipped her long right thigh over atop the table and right between Brittany's still spread legs to press the leading edge of the thigh tightly up against the girl's heated up groin.
Brittany moaned into Gena's mouth from the unique, fierce pleasure her ground down clit gave out as Gena's velvety skin trapped her clit between powerful thigh and unyielding pubic bone. The girl's hips quickly took up the thigh humping rhythm with quick, short, upward hip jerks, coming completely up off the table while enthusiastically smashing her stiff little button against Gena's thigh.
And Gena's expert right hand came down over Brittany's navel. Pushing down upon the girl's heaving belly, the lesbian relentlessly pushed Brittany's hips back down until her asscheeks were compressed upon the table.
Gena would not relent, now, with her victim. With a powerful yank of her leg, her thigh pulled Brittany's right leg further away from the girl's left leg until the leg slipped off the edge of the table. Now the squirming girl's legs were spread obscenely wide apart.
Then the hand moved…moved down the girl's belly. Sliding her well educated hand down Brittany's slick, jumping belly, Gena came perilously close to her virginal bald mound.
And the girl's squirming returned.
And Gena advanced further, atop and then over Brittany's bald mound.
With shocking and overwhelming boldness, the lesbian plunged her fingers into and between the girl's virginal labia and into her…soaked…pussy.
Brittany jerked her head to her left, breaking their enslaving kiss. "No!" she cried with a soft gasp, sounding most unconvincing. "Please! No further!"
Softly, gently, Gena's pussy encased middle finger began stroking the girl's furiously stiff and engorged little clit.
Communication from Brittany broke down into forced, repetitive, sharp and short gasps as her belly began to convulse and her hips jerked from Gena's finger frigging, "Un! Un! Un! Un!"
Gena smiled down at Brittany's grimacing, wide eyed face just inches below hers. "Now, I think its time…don't you?"
Brittany's eyes drooped as the wicked, never before experienced clit pleasure took control of her. Her will, her mind, were being swamped by growing pleasure. She could only weakly shake her head.
"Let's see about these big things!" Gena replied while moving her head down the girl's chest.
"Noooooo!" was all the girl could whine.
Gena admired the girl's boobs. "Magnificent!" she said to the now teeth clenching girl. "Let's see how they taste!" And Gena's head dropped.
Suddenly Brittany was looking down her chest with fear bordering on terror across her face.
Gena mouthed the girl's right tit's bright pink and puffy nipple. She immediately began nursing on it enthusiastically.
"Oh, Gena darling!" Brittany cried out quite loudly as lightning-like shocks of pure pleasure shot from her nursed on nipple. Never had anyone suckled her before! She couldn't believe how…good it felt!
Gena nursed freely on the girl. She knew the girl couldn't…hopefully wouldn't want to…stop her now that she had the girl's nipples and clit in her grasp! Hell, she had had the girl's mother going with less! "Like Mother like Daughter!" Gena silently chuckled.
Gena switched tits and, right on cue, Brittany moaned like the mortally wounded when she captured the left tit's nipple. She sucked strongly, enjoying fully her feast on the plentiful bounty of Brittany boob.
The teenager's head was tossing back and forth again, but not now in resistance.
Gena popped Brittany's left nipple out of her mouth, then began to saunter towards the girl's wide spread feet.
"Don't…stop!" Brittany blurted out, eyes looking pleadingly at Gena's retreating ass.
Gena turned around at the foot of the table, and then patting the panting, sweaty belly of the girl. "Don't you worry, my Dear! The…excitement of the evening is just starting!
The lesbian took the girl's ankles and raised Brittany's legs up until her knees were alongside her ribs with her feet sticking up into the air. "Hold them, Dear!" she gently commanded.
Immediately Brittany complied, gripping herself behind her knees.
Then Gena lowered the leaf of the table.
Now the bulbous ends of the girl's upturned, bulging buttocks were hanging over the end of the table.
Looking down at the dripping wet, flaming pink glory of Brittany's untouched pussy, Gena literally licked her lips. "You're going to love this, my Dear!" she said while silently adding, "Your Mother certainly did!"
Gena brought her head down, eyes fixed on the girl's floppy lipped cunt…her dinner!
"Damn that Demon was good!" she thought right before plunging her face into Brittany.
"Oh, Gena, darling!" Brittany howled when Gena crawled into her. "No! Please! Not that! AAAAAAHHHH!" she added when Gena found and encased her clit into her mouth.
Gena gripped the girl's firm, fat cheeks in both her hands and raised the girl's hips until her clit fitted naturally between her lips, then she began nursing on the little pebble.
"AAAAHHHH!" howled the girl, her eyes rolling up into her skull, her knee clutching hands instantly moving to clutch, frantically, the padded edges of the table. "NOOOOooooooh!" her pleas degenerating into breathless cries of mind numbing pleasure.
Gena continued to suckle the girl, her eyes watching Brittany's face from over the girl's up-jutting bald mound. She worked the girl expertly, giving her pleasure she had never even imagined before.
So blissful that the girl will come back for more!
Just like her mother!
Pleasure so delicious that she would want to go nowhere else but to Gena to get it!
Enslaving her to the lesbian Gena. Enslaving her to lesbianism!
Just like her mother!
Enslaving her at least long enough to 'work out' all her desires for the sweet, 'innocent', young girl!
Then Brittany was truly howling, thrusting her loins into Gena's face, humping Gena's chin and nose. Bucking into Gena's face and arching her magnificent chest towards the ceiling, Brittany exploded fully and uninhibitedly.
She drenched Gena's lower face with her first virginal orgasm.
Gena, continuing to suck clit, didn't mind at all.
For long minutes the out of control girl heaved and humped, howled and hoarsely cried out Gena's name.
Gena kept her cuming, mercilessly dragging the girl's bliss out until Brittany's lush, youthful body was quivering in exhaustion. Still Gena kept her in tetanic spasms of orgasm.
"Please!" Brittany gasped out breathlessly. "Oh Gena! Please!"
With a syrupy 'pop' Gena pulled off Brittany's clit.
Even before the hoarsely gasping girl could lower her hips, Gena was around the table and hovering over the girl's face. Once the girl's hips fell back down, she bent over the girl's face while her right hand cupped Brittany's left boob.
"Did you like that?" Gena said into Brittany's sweat soaked face. Her hand kneaded that fat, firm tit.
Brittany opened her eyes and stared into Gena's eyes. Then she smiled weakly and, suddenly, threw her arms around Gena's neck. With a surprisingly fierce tug, she brought Gena's face down to hers. She brought Gena's ruby red lips down to her own.
Just before their lips met, the girl hotly husked into Gena's face, "Oh Gena, I love you!" Then she kissed Gena back.
As they passionate kissed, Gena began twisting the girl's left breast's nipple, making her upturned legs and belly shudder and jerk in residual, near orgasmic, shocks.
When their kiss finally broke, Brittany looked fiercely up at Gena. "Fuck me!" she gasped! "I want to experience more!" She turned her head to look at Gena's hairy loins. "I want to…pay you back!" She looked back up at a smiling Gena. "I want you to sit on my face!"
"There will be plenty of time for that!" Gena replied, hiding her triumph, her head dropping again. "We have all night!" Then she passionately kissed the girl as if she were kissing a long lost experienced lesbian friend.
As Brittany again moaned ardently into Gena's mouth, the lesbian again sent her boob groping hand down the girl's heaving belly and right between her labia.
Brittany's still upright knees parted and dramatically spread wide.
Brittany would be screaming into Gena's mouth in less than a minute.

Sister Chastity dashed into the forest behind their 'safe' house. She didn't stop until the view of the house was obscured by rows and rows of trees. It was only then that she stopped.
She looked at the Crux clutched in her hand. All this trouble for…this thing! She didn't know what had happened to Constance, but she was certain it wasn't good! Constance by herself wouldn't have had a chance against that Succubus!
Maybe both of them would not have been able to defeat her!
"But at least the Succubus didn't get her hands on this!" she whispered.
Then she heard a chuckle…from behind her!
She had started to spin around when, half way around, a brilliant flash surrounded her. Immediately she was electrified, her entire nervous system shocked. By the time she finished turning around, she was panting in utmost lust, her body throbbing with very sexual need.
Looking at where the chuckle came from, she couldn't prevent her free hand from pressing down between her legs, where the wild rush of pleasure seemed to be emanating.
Eyes adjusting to the darkness, she finally made out one of the two figures standing in the shadows. All she could do as she shuddered in intense arousal was to gasp out, "You!"
It was the demon disguised as a young woman that had accosted Constance!
"Good! You recognize me! Sorry about the 'Lust Attack' with your back turned, but I can't have you calling up another Angel, can I?" came the sweet voice of a teenager. The two figures stepped out into the moonlight and the first figure pointed the second figure at Chastity. "Get the Crux, will you Lara?"
As Lara stepped up Chastity recognized her, wearing her usual tank top and legless shorts. Her breasts jiggled as she stepped, betraying that she wore no bra. Her nipples pushed out her tank top by a good inch. To Chastity the trouble was that the famous Archeologist's face looked…different. Her eyes lacked their usual sparkle, and her mouth looked slack…no smile, nor a real frown.
"Ms Croft, don't do this!" Chastity gasped, still shuddering from the outrageous surging pleasure running through her body.
Lara seized the Crux and had to pull twice to free it from Chastity's hand. Then she looked into the Nun's sweaty face. "The Mistress will not…reward me if I do not obey her every command! I must obey!"
Lara brought the Crux to Maria.
Once Maria had the Crux in her hand, Chastity hissed and sent her other hand between her legs. Her panties were soaked!
Maria looked at the quivering Nun. "Now I can finish my assignment…bring my Daddy here!" She stepped a couple strides closer to Chastity. "Feel it, Nun? Feel the power? Feel my power?!"
Chastity fought down the urge to moan. The demon's aura glowed more brightly now, and its effects increased logarithmically with each step towards her. Desperately she tried to get her legs to move, to run away from this monster!
She was so hot!
"Can't use your cursed magick, can you Church Bitch?" she gloated. "Feeling horny? Want me to do something about it?" She took another step forward.
Chastity shook her head. "N…N…No!" she managed to gasp. "N…N…Never…ooooohhhh!" Moaning in humiliating passion, tears of frustration came to her eyes as she stared at the advancing Demon, her thighs now quivering, as her juice trickling down their inside surfaces.
She couldn't do anything! Her body was so…aroused she could no longer command it. Even her mind was aroused. All her mind could think about was getting relief from this damned horniness!
Maria stopped some three feet from her. Her aura, boosted by the supernatural power of the Crux, bathed her in liquid velvety heat.
The Nun writhed now in wicked, omnipotent sexual passion.
Chastity, unable to take her eyes off of the Demon standing before her, saw an increasingly growing bulge appear in Maria's skirt. "Let me relieve you of your suffering, Bitch! And I have just the thing you need!" Maria chortled as she pulled her blue schoolgirl skirt up.
Chastity moaned when she saw the steely erect, well over a foot in length, arm thick prick flip up from under the skirt. When it became fully exposed, the Nun saw a brace of grapefruit sized testicles fall down from behind it, stopping half way down her thighs. The horribly aroused Nun grunted like she had been hit in the stomach when she saw the balls swing forward.
"You know where it goes, Nun! And I, and you, know your great need for it, too! So, the big question is: Will you admit that you want it, Bitch?"
Chastity gnawed on her lower lip to prevent her from answering with an all too desperate moan. Her heart pounded like it was going to burst! She wanted that…monstrous thing…way, way up her! At that moment, it was all she could think about!
Her mind kept reminding her that it was the Demon's aura planting these desires in her. That if the Demon could it would make her kill herself squatting on that…wondrous organ! She had to fight the desires! They were imposed needs, cravings that were totally unnatural! To house that bestial thing up in her belly was not what she really wanted.
But then immediately another part of her mind, the part located deeper down in her brain, the most primitive part of her brain, was screaming, demanding, begging her to do just that! To lay on her back, spread and raise up her legs and beg for, most likely, lethal impalement by this Beast!
With a quick and stiff shake of her head, Chastity drove the thought, temporarily, from her mind.
Maria, smirking and nodding as Chastity quivered and sweated before her, pointed again at the distressed Nun. "Lara, would you help the Bitch with her clothing? I prefer my slaves to be naked when I take them!"
Lara, nodding once, immediately obeyed.
Chastity could only shake her head futilely as the enslaved Archeologist pulled open the Nun's starched white blouse, sending buttons flying. Pulling the ruined blouse off her, Lara quickly opened the back of Chastity's bra and her breasts threw her cups off them.
"I knew you would have a nice pair of boobs!" Maria said, ogling Chastity's larger than a handful tits. As typical for a red head, they were pale skinned, showing a bit of freckles along the top cleavage. Heavy, they fell out of her cups, forming pear shaped structure at once, her small, bright pink nipples furiously erect.
"The Mistress will not give me her reward if I do not obey her every command!" Lara, as if in apology, explained without prompt as she reached under Chastity's plaid skirt. With a tug she ripped the soaked panties off her.
Chastity hissed as the cool air swept over her wet, wrinkled labia, cooling them abruptly. She wanted the clutch at her loins again as the throbbing between her legs returned in-spite of the cool air.
"Finish stripping this Bitch! My Human pussy is always naked before me!" Maria said in a soft, almost innocent teenaged voice that literally dripped with lust inducing power. She looked at the Crux with a voracious grin, her eyes veritably glowing. Then she turned back to the still quivering Chastity. "Obey!" she said to Lara.
Both women shuddered from the power of that command.
Chastity nearly came, then and there. "She was so powerful!" Chastity thought. Her body was completely taken over, she could order it to do nothing. And the arousal, the awe inspiring, omnipotent horniness, kept building relentlessly with Maria's every step towards her!
She was in deep trouble!
She was so embroiled in the concentration spoiling, mind distracting imposed passion surging through her there was no way she could calm her mind enough to call up an Angel.
And an Angel was the only thing that could get her out of this!
Doom crashed in on her as Lara opened the button at her waist and her plaid skirt fell obediently to her ankles. Now she faced the Monster naked and frozen in overwhelming lust.
Maria smiled as the glared down at Chastity's newly exposed loins with their light red fur atop her pubic mound. "You don't shave…" Maria growled. Her monstrously sized and exciting prick began flexing up and down, and long strands of inch thick precum began sliding out the slit at the tip.
She looked back up at Chastity, their eyes locking. "I like that! And I will enjoy breaking you! Now you may spread…for me!" The Beast waved her other hand towards Chastity in a nonchalant manner.
Chastity desperately tried to control her thighs, to not obey Maria's order.
But she closed her eyes in utmost humiliation and frustration when her legs, after the shortest of hesitations, stepped apart two strides, completely presenting her pussy to the leering Demoness.
Oh, did she hate herself for doing that!
A tear ran down each cheek as she suffered through the humiliation.
"Assume the position against the tree behind you!" Again the softly spoken words shook her to her core.
Then Maria looked at Lara and pointed at the not moving Chastity.
At once Lara eagerly pulled off her tank top and quickly stepped towards Chastity. The Archeologist's justifiably famous, large and jutting tits shook and bounced tightly with her strides.
She took Chastity by her shoulders and turned her around.
Chastity could offer no resistance.
Chastity placed her hands on the tree trunk. The bark felt unnaturally warm and soft.
When Lara pushed on the back of her head, forcing her head down between her arms, again the Nun could not oppose her.
Now Chastity, legs already spread wide, was thrusting her not small ass back at the chuckling Maria. Tears now coursed down her cheeks with the realization that she was, willingly, presenting herself to the Demoness now approaching her!
And she knew Maria was stepping up to her for her blood suddenly began boiling with lust…need for unholy, inhuman penetration.
"Ready for me, Bitch?" came from immediately behind her. "Ready for what I am going to give you? What you need me to give you, Bitch?"
Chastity, aflame with outrageous need, could only moan…loudly.
She wanted impalement so…desperately! She'll go mad unless some superhuman organ ravished her!
Then the hot cockhead pressed between her dripping wet pussylips.
And Chastity came, fast and sharply…"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, my God! Oh! Oh! Oh!" The orgasmic shocks seized her body. There was nothing she could do to stop them. She pounded the tree with impotent fists, she shook her head violently, at least at first, but nothing could stop the blissful jolts of wondrous pleasure from just having that cock touch her between her wide spread thighs!
For a long, delicious, horrible minute Maria tortured the bent over Nun, forcing one jerking quick orgasm after another from her.
Finally though, when the Nun thought that she'd die from not being able to breathe as the convulsing orgasms continued, Maria permitted her to stop.
A moment later the cockhead pressed expertly into Chastity's feminine opening, spreading the virginal hole abruptly wider, making the Nun gasp loudly. Maria brought her mouth near Chastity's ear: "Now you know, Bitch! Now you know your place! Now you will join me for I will give you a new god!" Then she thrust.
Chastity's howl of virginity obliterating penetration covered over the sloppy pop of the cockhead violating her.
Chuckling, Maria added into her ear, "You are mine now, Bitch!" and continued with the thrust, driving well over a foot of the four inch wide shaft behind the cockhead into the screaming woman's feminine guts.
And when that fist sized glans smashed into the formerly untouched cervix of the Nun, her head dropped fully between her outstretched arms and she gave out with a heartrending moan of defeat, "OOOOHHHH!"
With Maria's grinding of her cockhead into Chastity's defenseless cervix, the convulsions began. First her cock swollen belly sucked in, then out, repeatedly and rhythmically. Then her hips, first rotating around the penile spike stuffing her, began to hump back and forth against the unholy organ pinning her to the tree.
Relentlessly the convulsions spread until she was on tip toes, her hips thrusting back and down against that devil dick, smashing her cervix against its glans on the thrust back and sucking hungrily on the swallowed shaft on the brief, quick withdrawals. Her tits bounced and swayed from her frantic, compulsive actions, her nipples nearly an inch long. She shook her head continuously, now, a fierce grimace on her face as if she were under great pain.
Exactly the opposite, for she was undergoing the most potent orgasm that any woman, Human or not, could undergo…Monstrous, demonic orgasmic convulsions that completely crushed Chastity's will and her self aware mind in the most blissful experience of her life.
And the most enslaving…
Maria stood there just behind the rutting Nun, hands on her hips, smirking down on the sweating, grunting, moaning Human. She was most impressed with Chastity's energetic fucking. The Demoness slapped first one asscheek, then the other, the 'crack' of her powerful hand impacting firm, full, and sweaty bun echoing in the woods. Over and over she spanked Chastity, chuckling meanly, listening to the repetitive, forced moans of the Human, acknowledging her defeat and submission to Demonic power!
Chastity's big ass rose and fell in a blur over and around Maria's prick.
"You've had enough fun, Bitch!" Maria finally said, bending over the wildly fucking woman to fill her hands with Human tit. Holding Chastity by her pale, swollen boobs, the Beast ground her nearly fully buried prick against the Human's jumping cervix.
"OOOOHHHH!" loudly went Chastity, her eyes rolling up into her head. She couldn't describe the feelings that went through her. Only that it was the most important thing in her life to accept all of the…Mistress'…divine organ within her stuffed guts.
"AAAH!" went the Monster when the woman's cervix gave way and her cockhead popped into the Nun's womb, filling and bloating it.
Then, with her organ completely within Human female reproductive tract, Maria sighed and unloaded…
Chastity screamed, she shook her head wildly, tossing sweat all about her, she clawed at the bark she leaned against, but nothing helped. The hot, gooey wadd flooded her womb instantly, then proceeded to fill up the empty spaces in her abdomen.
As Maria sighed in contentment, spewing voluminously and rhythmically into the Nun, Chastity howled as her belly swelled. By the time Maria finished with her, she looked eight months pregnant.
When Maria rudely pulled out of Chastity, accompanied by a loud, disgusting sloppy sucking sound, the moaning woman began sliding down the harsh bark of the tree of her undoing while great gushes of coiled and coagulated demonic semen exited her widely distended vagina.
For long minutes she lay at the foot of the tree, her belly slowly flattening as pints of demoncum gushed and drooled out of her.
When she finally could open her eyes she looked immediately for Maria. Chastity's face was a mask of…hunger. She found Maria, some four feet away in the middle of the clearing. Lara, still topless, was kneeling before the Monster, eagerly licking that huge cock clean.
Chastity, looking oh so hungrily at the cock jumping in Lara's hands, felt her mouth flood with saliva. Suddenly that saliva was running down her chin.
"You want more, my Slut?" Maria husked, a hideously evil smile on her…beautiful face. "You want to service me? Service me with your mouth?" Then she thrust her hips forward as Lara willingly opened her mouth wide and the glans and a good four inches of the shaft popped into the Archeologist's maw.
Lara gagged nastily.
Maria was looking back at Chastity. "Come to me, my Slut! Come to me on your knees to feed on my bounty! Now, Slut! Service me!"
With a desperate moan, Chastity got on her knees and crawled, quickly and oh so eagerly, to the gagging Archaeologist.
Lara was so eager to suck that cock that Chastity, at first, thought she wouldn't share. But one push by Maria on Lara's forehead freed her huge organ.
Now Chastity could…smell that cock and, especially, those nearby, low hanging, testicles.
"Taste me, slut!" Maria growled.
At once Chastity stuck her tongue out and lapped up a strand of coiled cum hanging out the slit at the tip.
A torrent of saliva poured out her mouth as she tasted the wondrous ambrosia. Nothing had ever tasted so…good!
She began lapping at the tip of Maria's cockhead, lapping up all the gooey white stuff she could find there.
Then Maria yanked the meat from her. She directed it at an eagerly watching Lara. "I said suck! But you lack experience. Let me show you what is expected of you when you've had some practice!"
She grabbed Lara's head in two hands and dragged her towards the steely cock pointing at her face.
Lara opened her mouth wide.
The fist sized glans slid past her teeth without a sign of pain to either female, and popped right into Lara's maw. But Maria didn't stop. She continued to pull on the Archeologist's head, sending it around more of her promethian organ.
Lara, for her part, gagged loudly as her head was wrapped around more cock.
Chastity gasped when she saw Lara's neck swell massively as the cockhead started down her esophagus!
In all, Lara was forced to swallow nearly half of that Herculean penis! Eventually, though, Lara's gags turned into chokes, and her face turned deep red.
Only then did Maria relent and let Lara pull back.
Immediately she pointed the spit shined and saliva dripping cock at Chastity's enraptured face. "Suck and you will be rewarded, my Slut!"
With a hungry moan Chastity leaned forward, mouth wide open.
Maria gasped nonetheless as her cockhead popping into Chastity's mouth past her teeth. Even with her mouth as open as she could make it, the glans had a hard time getting into her maw. But once in the Nun's mouth coated her glans with luscious heat and boiling hot saliva.
"AAAAHHH!" went the Demoness contentedly. She gripped Chastity's head just like she had with Lara. However, as soon as she pulled the Nun's head in, Chastity unwillingly began to gag violently.
"You need more practice, my Slut! Much more practice! For now, just suck what you can get into your mouth."
Chastity nodded, then gave suck to the mouthful of meat she was drooling over. Lara took Chastity's hands and wrapped them around the broad shaft. Directing the movement of her hands, she had Chastity jacking off the massive shaft, each hand barely able to get halfway around it, with quick, long, firm strokes.
"Ah! Yes! You are a natural, if you don't mind my saying so!" Maria said, running her fingers through the Nun's red hair. "I want you to suck me off into your mouth! You Human females are good at that!"
Mouth filled, Chastity nodded stiffly and continued her nursing. The meat in her mouth tasted so good! She was still drooling down her chin, it tasted so good! The shaft throbbed in her jacking hands as she slurped and sucked.
Maria grabbed Lara by her hair and dragged her head beneath her cock and between her thighs. Without resistance she pressed Lara's face between her testicles, wrapping that face with smelly, hairless ballsack.
Mouth filled with jumping meat, Chastity could hear Lara's long, drawn out moan.
Releasing her hair, the Demoness growled, "You know what to do, my Lara!"
With a quick, eager nod Lara Croft began licking her Mistress' balls and sac, soaking them with her sweet, hot spit.
The cock partially in her mouth jumped vigorously, nearly loosening her teeth. The Nun swallowed the mixture of saliva and precum that had accumulated in the back of her mouth, then tried to force the tip of the cockhead into the back of her throat.
She just gagged, loudly, and precum spurted from her dilated nostrils.
"Suck, my Slave, I am almost ready…" Maria gasped. "Make your mouth tighter around me!"
Lara, face shiny with her own spit, pulled her head up and brought it even with the slurping Chastity's. Nodding to the Nun, the Archeologist started milking the two massive, and now soaked, testicles hanging beneath Maria's jutting phallus.
Chastity's mouth abruptly filled with wormy, jellied strands of precum. Output from the cock had suddenly jumped.
It was delicious.
The Nun renewed her servicing of Maria's cock, rotating her head one way, then the other to rub the compressed yet flared part of the cockhead against the velvety inside of her bulging cheeks. Her hands became veritable blurs over the throbbing shaft.
She wanted her Mistress to cum. She wanted to make her Mistress cum!
"Ah! Yes!" Maria softly cried, closing her eyes in approaching bliss. She gripped each Human behind their heads. "Now!" she gasped.
And Chastity gagged, then retched, and her nostrils erupted with thick, slimy jets of semen, one after the other. Seconds after the first spurt out of her nostrils, jets of wadd began gushing out of her mouth between her widely stretched lips and the pulsing shaft of the cock she was so zealously sucking. For the next ten seconds three more inch thick ropes of cum erupted violently from her flared nostrils while three more waves of coiled demonchowder spurted around her lips to hang like a curtain from her chin.
Then the teenage-like Maria pulled her glans from the drowning Chastity and directed it upon Lara's surprised face. Before the Archeologist could open her mouth fully and engulf the vividly purple, maximally swollen cockhead, Maria had spewed three immense jets of ball jelly into her startled face. Even when Lara had managed to capture the glans, she continued to gag and retch as the cock shot even more demonic wadd down her throat.
Chastity, choking on a throatful of cum, hung her head, letting the snot-like cum drool out her flared nose while trying to swallow the…delicious…stuff and clear her air passage. She managed after about thirty seconds and, taking in a big gulp of air, she looked, hungrily, at her fellow cocksucker.
Lara's face was drenched with colloidal babystuff, wide waves of lumpy white goo dripping down her forehead and cheeks. From moments before, Lara now had long coiled strands of semi-coagulated cum hanging from her nostrils.
Still, the choking Lara sucked and swallowed for more.
"Please?" Chastity croaked through her cum coated throat as she gripped the shaft of the spewing cock, fully intending to yank it out of the red-faced Lara's mouth.
"Take it, there's more!" Maria roared, slapping Lara on her forehead and easily freeing her gushing organ. Two more spurts hit Lara's spunky face before Chastity could aim the cock at her own face.
She then took no fewer than four hard, copious gushes of greasy spunk into her smiling face before she again mouthed the inhumanly erupting prick. Her eager swallows seemed to echo through the woods as the loud, sloppy coughs of the Archeologist trying to free her own throat of coagulating cum accompanied her.
Maria just stood there, legs spread, hands on hips, laughing down on the cum swallowing Nun honking upon her irresistible choad.

Kari and Constance found a convulsing Chastity laying, literally, in a pool of semen, demonic semen, in the clearing in the middle of the woods.
Kari grabbed Constance when she made a break towards the moaning Chastity. "That is Demon Cum! It is highly addictive to Human females! We can't get any on us or we'll be useless for the next couple of days. Go get the rope from the house.
A few minutes later Kari managed to get the rope around Chastity's chest and drag her out of the muck Maria had left her in.
Both Kari's and Constance's nipples were furiously erect by the time they had extricated Chastity and wiped most of the scum off her face.
As if by magic, as soon as the last of the semen had been removed from Chastity's face, she abruptly opened her eyes. She looked up at Constance, then at Kari. Then she broke down and the tears flowed.
Kari, from her own experience, tried to comfort the woman. "I know! Believe me, I know! But its not the end of the world. You will get over this. Like me, you can control the addiction that will be coming to you soon. Don't let the craving control you! The need for Demon slime is worst the first few days. Fight it and it will get better. You're life as a Demon hunter is not over, just a little more…complicated. You must fight the craving! You will just have to…adjust, that's all. Like I did!"
Kari looked at Constance. "Let her get the emotion worked out. When she is ready to talk, she will. Don't let her blame herself. No one can resist a Demon as powerful as that one once she has been influenced by its magical sex weapons and aura. This is getting out of hand. From what you told me, this demon isn't your normal Succubus…but is a hermaphrodite. That is unusual, she must been modified for a specific mission by someone high up in Demonic rank It takes at least a Count of Hell to perform such a modification. She'll be…has already been…much more dangerous than the usual Succubus.
"Remember! Chastity will be linked to that Demon. That can be good. Chastity will be able to sense where that Demon is at, if the demon is close! It also means Chastity will be much more influenced by the presence of that Demon. Keep her away from the Demon for now and, with luck, we will have a chance at finding their plans! That is half the battle, being prepared for their next move! Now, it is late. Get some rest. I'll check on those Succubii and see you tomorrow."
Constance, visibly frightened, nodded. Then the two helped the still crying Chastity to her feet and helped her back to the house.

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