Lechomancer (11 page)

Lisa pressed something against Vivian’s bare shoulder, a humming metal vibrator, about seven inches long.  Vivian looked at it and nodded, trying not to let her disappointment show.  If she pushed this into the slut on the carpet, the girl would definitely cum.  She knew she had to do what Lisa ordered, though.  She started to press it against Ashlynn’s lips, and it slid into her wetness, with a gasp of joy from Ashlynn.  Viv’s own fingers were buried in her snatch, moving in and out. 

“Please, please,” Ashlynn managed to gasp, “Can I come?”

Lisa looked at Vivian.  Vivian smiled an evil smile and shook her head.

“Vivian doesn’t think you deserve to come.  What do you think about that?”

“Please,
you
should let me cum, mistress.  I can’t take it much longer.”

“I think you can.  Stay where you are.  Vivian and I need to go to the kitchen.” Lisa walked down the hallway and Vivian followed her, smiling at the base of the dildo, buzzing away deep inside of Ashlynn.

Lisa pulled a bottle of water from the fringe, handed it to Viv, and grabbed one herself.  Lisa drained hers quickly while Viv spoke.  “Can we leave that little bitch like that all night?  Just a mess on the floor, disgusting and slutty?”

Lisa raised an eyebrow and seemed almost angry.  “Viv, I like her.  She’s my … well, I don’t know what she is, but this is just a game.”

“Oh.  Yeah, of course.”

“Drink your water.” Vivian did what she was told, but she was worried about what Lisa would do next.  There was a mean glint in Lisa’s eye, and Vivian quickly drank and then followed Lisa back into the living room.

“Vivian wanted to leave you like this all night,” Lisa announced.  Ashlynn moaned.  “She thinks you’re a disgusting slut.”  Ashlynn seemed to like that, and squirmed.  “But I thought of something more fun.  I’m going to put you in charge of each other.  She can keep you there, on the edge, all night if she wants, but you get to decide when she comes.”

“Mistress,” Ashlynn said between gasps.  “I want her to come every single time I lick her.”

“What?” Vivian screamed.

“That’s sweet Ashlynn.  I think maybe you should go down on her now.  Vivian, lay down on the coffee table.”

Vivian couldn’t take her disbelieving eyes of Lisa, who sat down in a large recliner, and let one of her hands drift down between her legs.  Vivian laid her back carefully down on the glass coffee table, and Ashlynn appeared between her legs.  She put a hand on the soft skin above each of Vivian’s knees, and pushed them apart, so that Viv’s feet were wrapped around the legs of the table, spread open wide in front of Lisa and her pet.

Grinning evilly, Ashlynn began to run her fingertips up and down Vivian’s thighs. Lisa couldn’t see the dark look on Ashlynn’s face, but she seemed to be enjoying Vivian’s plight as she played with herself and looked on.  Ashlynn’s hands drifted higher and higher, and she began to kiss Vivian’s thighs, but only with her lips.  She kissed Viv’s stomach, and ran her lip down from the navel to her aching mound.

Then she slowly dragged her tongue between Vivian’s legs.  Vivian heard her voice ring out in a slow, intense orgasm that kept building as long as Ashlynn kept that slow tongue on her, causing her back to tense, her hands to wrap around the coffee table, and her entire being to ache with joy.  Then, Ashlynn’s tongue began to dance over her, sending her through an erratic series of body shattering orgasms.  Some were quick and fierce, over in a second as she thrashed and screamed.  Others were long and drawn out, making her shake from her curled toes to the tingly roots of her hair.

On and on it went, explosive orgasm after orgasm, each one crashing into the one before it and after it.  When Ashlynn finally took her mouth away from Vivian’s pussy, her entire body was on fire, pleasantly aching, her every muscle quivering.  Her voice was raw from screaming again and again.  She was certain she saw Lisa standing over her, watching her yip out another orgasm, filming with her phone.  “There you go, Josh,” Lisa said as she typed on the phone.  Viv tried to ask what was happening, but Ashlynn began to flick her clit with that magic tongue, and she barked out another mind shattering orgasm.

Ashlynn crawled up her exhausted body on the coffee table, and kissed her on the lips.  Then she slipped her tongue into Vivian’s mouth, and made her come once more, bucking against the heat of the young girl’s body, their sticky skin on fire wherever it touched.  Ashlynn interlaced her fingers into Vivian’s, put a knee between Viv’s legs, and licked her neck, making Vivian grind out another screaming orgasm bucking against Ashlynn’s leg, her hands crushed against the table.

“Say thank you to Ashlynn, Viv.”

“Th … thanks,” she managed to huff out.

“Do you want to let Ashlynn finish now?” Lisa asked.

Vivian looked at her cruelly for a moment, but then, unseen by Lisa, Ashlynn liked her lips.  Vivian didn’t know if she could take another round of the body shattering orgasms.  “Yes.  Let her cum.”

Ashlynn started gasping and smiling on top of Vivian, and collapsed, grinding herself against one of Vivian’s legs, panting in her ear.  The nubile young girl squirmed on top of her, and then finally collapsed in a satisfied heap.

“Oh, my pets,” Lisa called.  “I can’t have you worn out just yet. Shift.”

Lisa smiled as they changed, Ashlynn becoming a soft shade of purple and Vivian a metallic golden.  “Vivian, here,” she pointed to the front of the chair she was sitting on.  “Get on all fours.”  The demon nodded, and did as she was told, looking seductively over her shoulder.

When she was in place, Lisa grabbed her sensitive tail, and began to stroke its phallic length.  It was retractable, and could go up into the demon’s spine.  Right now, it was about ten inches long, and Lisa straddled the golden demon, and ran the tip between her legs, still wearing the short grey dress. “Ashlynn,” she called out to the other demon, “Viv here owes us both, so she’s going to eat you out while she fucks me with this sexy tail of hers.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Ashlynn’s voice was more sultry, a little less naive after she shifted.  She came over, spread her legs, and shoved Vivian’s head into her cunt.  The golden demoness began to push her long, rough tongue into the other Succubus.  Ashlynn leaned back, her breath coming in gasps, her head rolling back between her shoulders.

Lisa took the long tail, and slowly pushed it into her aching sex.  Even when her demons were excited, the tails were a little bit softer than an excited cock, with more give.  Vivian was straightening her tail, and Lisa began to circle her hips, slowly taking more and more of the length into her. When her pussy lips met Vivian’s tailbone, the Succubus looked back over her shoulder and twitched out a quick smile.

The prehensile tail began to move in a firm circle inside Lisa.  She let out a surprised yelp, and then began to bounce on Vivian, meeting the motion, letting the sensation watch over her.  She grabbed Viv’s waist, and held her in place as she rammed the circling tail deep inside her.  Vivian was driven into Ashlynn’s waiting cunt with each thrust.

Watching their strange, perfect bodies excited her more, and she kept running her hands over Vivian’s muscular back, and watching Ashlynn thrash happily under the embrace of Vivian’s tongue.  Soon, however, all she could focus on was meeting the motions of that long tail, and her breath began to quicken as it speed up inside her.  Her long, circular motions shortened, and soon she was mostly just thrusting the tail in and out of her.

She felt her legs start to shake a little, and her breathing speed up, and when the orgasm hit her, the hours of teasing made it all the better.  She grabbed Vivian’s hips and thrust the tail deep into her. Her whole body shook as she threw her head back.  She lost her balance, and collapsed on top of Vivian and Ashlynn, who were cumming too.  They were a sweaty mess of joy, exploding on the floor.

When her body finally stopped shaking, she pulled Vivian’s tail out, and smiled at the two of them.  “Carry me up to my bed.  Then shift back.  Take out your tails.  You can stay with me or go home, but I’m done.”

She was smiling to herself as Ashlynn lifted her.  She enjoyed the competitive looks between her pets, as they put her to bed, and snuggled up on opposite sides of her.

Lisa had just returned home from work on a cold November night, and was slipping out of her boots, when she heard the deadbolt on her front door click.  She turned, and saw Erostopholes, in his human form, appraising her with his cocky half smile.  “Tonight, we don’t have time for your Succubus,” he said softly, referring to the two submissive lovers whom Lisa played with most nights.  “Tonight, I need something from you.”

“Anything, Master,” she promised, jumping to her feet.

His smile widened a little, and he pressed the palm of his hand against her cheek.  “I need to open a door, and for that, I’ll need a release of energy from you.”

Lisa kissed his hand and nodded like she understood.

“Good,” the demon said, and wrapped one hand around her waist, leading her through her townhouse, into the kitchen, and the big glass French doors.  Darkness had already fallen, and the courtyard behind the bank of townhouses was dimly light by a couple of feeble street lamps. 

Lisa peered out into the darkness as Erostopholes stood behind her.  He pulled her dark hair away from her neck, and bent to kiss his way across it.  His hands roamed across her soft stomach, lifting the soft, tight grey sweater she was wearing.  Her skin prickled at the cold, but she sighed with pleasure at the treatment.  The sweater bunched up just under her breasts, leaving her midriff exposed. 

The Master nipped at her ears, and it sent a warm shiver down her spine.  His certain fingers crept under the short red skirt she was wearing.  He hooked his thumb through her lacy silk panties and tugged.  The ripped clear as Lisa yelped.  “You won’t need those,” he instructed in her ear.  “They were in my way.”  He threw the little scrap of fabric away.  Next, he peeled the sweater up over her head, until all she had on was the little red skirt. 

As she melted against Erostopholes, enjoying the almost rough roving of his hands across her flesh, his lips on her throat, she saw one of the doors across the courtyard open.  One of her neighbors, a stay at home dad in his mid-thirties, had just stepped outside for a smoke.  With the light on in her kitchen, she was certain he could see her there, with just a scrap of a red skirt across her hips, moaning as Erostopholes felt her up.

“Master,” she started to beg urgently.

“This is part of it,” He instructed.  He pulled her skirt up higher on her hips, so that it no longer covered anything.  Then he flipped her around, and kissed her firmly.  He pushed her backwards, until her ass collided with the cold glass, and she let out a little squeal.  She kissed him back, and he squeezed her firm ass.

Then she remembered the dad again.  “Master,” she pleaded again.

“You will do as I tell you,” he ordered, a flash of anger in her voice.  Something about the certainty made her legs go a little weak.  “Now, get on your knees.”

Lisa glanced over her shoulder quickly.  The dad quickly looked away, as though he hadn’t been watching her.  He blushed, and she blushed, but she also hadn’t been this excited in quite some time.  She flashed a quick smile at the dad, who she knew was still watching, and carefully started kneeling before the demon.  Erostopholes, meanwhile, placed a hand on either of Lisa shoulder, and guided her downwards.

He was already shirtless, and was just wearing a pair of dark dress slacks with a leather belt.  She undid it quickly, trying not to fumble.  It was almost a shock when his thick cock sprang out towards her face.  She giggled nervously, and slid his pants to the floor.  Then she kissed the head of his penis, and gently worked her way down to the hilt with a series of small devotions.  Then she pushed out her bottom lip and ran back up the nine inches to the head again.

Her Master pushed her long hair back, behind her ear, and then placed a hand on her check.  He guided her as she took his thick member between her lips, slowly, a little at a time, carefully bobbing her head up and down.  She had done this many times over the past few months, but never with someone watching through the window, someone they weren’t enchanting.

Erostopholes started guiding her at a faster pace, pushing deeper and deeper into her mouth.  His hand slid back, his fingers tangled through her hair, and he began pulling her face towards his hips as he started thrusting forward.  She was having a bit of trouble catching her breath as she opened her mouth as wide as she could, and let his dick slide down into her throat. 

Soon, he was completely fucking her face.  Both hands held the back of her head, and pulled her towards each thrust.  She obeyed, and found her fingers rubbing against her clit, enjoying the sensation of being used for the Master’s pleasure.  Soon her lips were brushing his pelvis at the end of each thrust.  Then, he started pushing deeper down her throat, so that each thrust pressed her face against his body, her nose squished against his abs, her eyes wide open.  She would wait there for a terrified moment, holding her breath, unable to gasp for air until he pulled out a little.  She greedily gulped down the air, and then pushed her face back into the next thrust.

When the Demon started cumming, he was deep down her throat.  His thick seed shot down her throat, and he started pulling out, filling her mouth as he exited.  Thick strands went from her lips to his dick, and some started dribbling down her chin.  He grabbed her hair like a pony tail, and held her face still, as he painted across her cheeks, the bridge of her nose, and her forehead with cum.  She closed one eye, and felt it covered.  When he let go of her head, she wiped it clear, but knew she would be expected not to waste it, so she took the mess and added it to the coating in her mouth.  She swallowed, and stuck out her tongue to show him, even though her face was still sticky.

“Good. Show your friends what a good girl you are.”

Lisa turned.  The dad in the courtyard had been joined by several others: college students, some guy watching out his second floor bedroom window, the overweight cab driver that Erostopholes always got for her, and even Ashlynn and Viv, her two Succubus.  She blushed again, but then stuck out her tongue for them.  They clapped and cheered.

The Master reached down, putting his hand under Lisa’s dripping chin, and guided her back up to her feet.  With a quick tug, he tore off the skirt, and there was a second round of cheering, followed by the sound of disappointment, as he led her away from the window by the wrist, up to the second story.

“You’re mine, Pet,” he explained as they climbed the stairs, “And I can fuck you whenever, and wherever I want, and you will love it.”

“Yes Master,” she agreed.

“You liked them all seeing you are my little cum slut,” he said.

Lisa blushed.  “I did.”

“You wear a face full of my cum with pride.”

“Yes.”

“Good.” They were in the upstairs hallway, and the Master guided Lisa down onto all fours on the hardwood floor.  “Wear it while I fuck you.”

“Please,” Lisa begged.  She stretched out on the cold hardwood, loving the chill against her hard nipples.  She reached her hands as far as she could above her head, and pushed her ass up, so that her tits were pressed against the floor, but her stomach wasn’t.  The Demon spread her legs a little wider, and with his rough tongue, licked her soaking pussy.  She sighed pleasantly, and stretched out more, as his tongue darted against her, and then bathed her in long, firm strokes.

Then he pushed her knees a little further apart, and pressed the head of his hard cock against her.  Her breathing spread up with excitement.  He placed his strong hands on either of her hips, and in one long, slow motion, he guided himself in.  Inch by inch he entered her, adding more weight, taking his time.  “Please, fuck, please, please, more,” Lisa found herself muttering, her face pressed against the floor. 

The Master took one hand of her hips and pressed it between her shoulder blades, pinning her to the floor.  Then he started to pump, faster, into her.  She tried her best to push back against him, but her legs were trembling.  He fucked her on the floor, faster and faster.  His thick cock plunged into her, and she shook with pleasure.

Just when she felt like she couldn’t take anymore, he pulled out.  Lisa waited a second for him to push back into her, but he just kept her pinned to the floor.  “Please Master,” she begged.  “I’m so close.  Please, let me cum.  Please, please,”

He ignored her, and kept her pinned.  She tried to turn her head, to see him, but he pushed her down with a huff, which blew her hair into her face.  Then she felt his cock between her butt checks.  “Yes, please,” she moaned.  “Please, fuck me in the ass until I come.”  The Master ran the length of his member against her once, twice, but didn’t press it into her anus.  Instead, he shuddered and deposited another load onto the small of her back.

He held her there, cum on her face and on her back, pressed on the hardwood floor.  “Master?”

“Who are you?” he asked.

Lisa thought carefully, knowing she didn’t want to be wrong.  She realized what was new.  “I’m your little cum slut.  You can fuck me however you want, and I’m there for your use.”

“That’s right,” he said, taking his hand off her back.  Lisa waited a moment before she moved, in case she wasn’t supposed to.  “Stand up.” He ordered.

Lisa did as she was told.

“If you’re a good little fuck doll,” he said, “then you get to cum too.”

“I will be, Master,” she agreed.  “I’m your cum slut fuck doll, and I want to make you happy.”

He smiled at her, and Shifted, so that his skin was pale blue, and long horns emerged from his forehead.  He grabbed her by the upper arms.  “Good,” he smiled.  Then he flipped her against the wall.  He grabbed both of her wrists, and pinned them over her head with one hand.  He kicked her legs apart, and with his other hand he guided his cock against between her legs.  “Now what do you want?”

“I want you to use me, in whatever way makes you happy,” she said instantly.  He grunted, and it made her shudder.  Then, carefully, she said “… but…”

“But what?”

“There’s one way I haven’t gotten to make you happy yet tonight, Master,” she offered.  “You haven’t…”

“Out with it, Fuck Doll,” he ordered.

“You haven’t used my ass yet Master.  Please, let me try to make you happy like that.”

The Master spit, but when it landed on her, it didn’t feel like human spit.  It tingled, and she realized it was Essence.  She shuddered as it slid down her crack, warming her, teasing her.  The demon placed the head of his cock against her asshole.  Lisa waited, but he didn’t enter.

She wiggled a little against him, and he let out a happy sounding grunt.  She wiggled more, and then pushed back against him, and let out her own moan as the head of his dick pushed inside her.  “Please Master, please use me.  Please fuck me.”

The demon thrust into her and she squealed with delight.  He pressed her sticky face against the wall, and it … shimmered for a second.  Before that really registered, he pulled out and then thrust into her again.  Each smooth push sent a shockwave of ecstasy through Lisa.  He started pumping, getting lost in the motion.  His free hand reached around, and started drawing little circles with the thumb on her clit.  Lisa desperately tried to push against the hand and the cock with each thrust.

When the hand holding her wrists loosened, Lisa slipped one free and reached back, to run her hand across Erostopholes’ strong chest.  He growled when she did, grabbed the wrist, and pinned it to the small of her back.

He picked up speed, thrusting harder and faster, pushing her against the wall.  Her breasts were squished, and at the end of each thrust, her face was pressed against the wall, too, and she was acutely aware of all the cum still on it.  Each push deep into her lifted her onto her curling tip toes, and each time nearly led her to orgasm, but just a split second before, the demon would start to pull out.

He pounded her against the wall, on the edge of cumming, for what seemed like an eternity.  She was glistening with sweat, and catching her breath in desperate, frantic grasps.  Finally, he did lift her right off the ground, and exploded inside her.  She exploded with joy, and shuddered, pinned there, writhing with pleasure. 

She came, and came, and she didn’t even remember when she stopped.  There was an overload of pleasure, and the next thing Lisa remember, she was waking up in her big bed, cleaned up, slightly sore and pleasantly exhausted.  Erostopholes must have bathed her before he put her to bed, and it was morning before she moved again.

When she walked out into the hall the next day, there was an ornate blue door, right where Erostopholes had fucked her against the wall.  There was scrolling in the wood work, six locks in a circle in the centre of the door, and gargoyles around the frame.  It certainly didn’t belong in her town house.

“What is that?” she asked out loud, knowing she would be heard.

“I needed a door,” came the answer from behind her, and she turned to see her demon.  “It goes to where I’m from.”

“Oh,” she said softly, and turned back to it.

“It’s not for you,” he said softly.  “Don’t go through it.”

“Mmmm hmmm,” she murmured.

“It’s important.  I can’t protect you from the other side,” he said.

Lisa turned, and he had Shifted back to a man.  There was real concern in his eyes.  “I won’t go through,” she said.  “I promise.” And she was reasonably sure she meant it.