Lechomancer (3 page)

When she got home, she went directly to the shower, and cleaned herself.  She kept thinking of it, the fact that she had orgasmed in a staff meeting, and every time, she felt a tingle and she smiled.  She had always followed the rules so carefully, and cumming in that room, with all of them ignorant, it was a thrill.  As she stepped out of the shower and into the hug of a terrycloth bathrobe, she wondered if she would be able to get away with it ever again.

“As often as you like,” said a voice as she entered her bedroom.  Sitting on her bed, his back against the headboard, was the Master.  Except now, he wasn’t a man in a suit, or even a man at all.  Curving horns were growing out of his head, through his dark hair.  His skin was tinted a soft shade of blue, that almost glowed in the light of late afternoon.

“I want to ask if you’re real,” Lisa said, standing in the doorway, stunned.

“Real enough,” he answered.  “But you know that better than anyone.”

“What do you want?”

“You know what I want.  I’ve never hidden from you what I want.”

“Are you trying to steal my soul?” Lisa asked.

“I’m trying to buy it,” he answered.  “And you seem interested in what I have to offer.”

“So what if I am?” Lisa said, trying to sound brave.  No-one ever tells you what to do when there was a demon in your bed.  “What does that mean?”

“You serve me, do as I bid, and I change the world for you.  I make you happy, I make your life easy, and you get all the things you want.  It’s all in the book, Lisa.”

“I haven’t read the book.”

“But you will.  Listen, even if we complete this Rite of Devotion, we aren’t bound.  This just means we are interested in a Pact.  It means I want you, and what you can give me, and you are interested in the power I can give you.  But you can still back out at any time.  You know, if you’re not interested in the pleasure and the power.”

Lisa thought back over the day, which may have been the best in her life.  She could certainly handle more days like today.  “What would I have to do?”

The demon threw back the blankets, revealing his organ.  Flaccid, it was seven inches long and thick.  Lisa felt her legs shake a little, felt the heat building between them again.  She stepped forward into her bedroom and slide out of the robe.  Little beads of water from the shower streamed across her round breasts, down her legs.  She reached the bed and sat on it, and leaned down.  She kissed the tip of the penis, and the demon grunted with pleasure.  She began running her tongue up and down the length of the shaft, and it stiffened and grew.

“What do I call you?” she asked, pressing her bottom lip against the base, and running it up the length.

“Master,” he replied.

“I want to know your name,” she tried to pout, and took the tip into her mouth.

He reached forward, and entangled his fingers into her dark wet hair.  “Promised to keep it a secret?” he asked.

“Mmmmhmmm,” she agreed. She kissed her way up and down the now nine inch member.

“Erostopholes,” the demon answered.  He took her face in both hands, and made her look him in the eye.  “And if you repeat that to anyone, you will be punished.”

“Yes, Master,” she purred.  She took the tip between her lips, but this time he grabbed the back of her head and thrust deeply into her, causing her to gasp.  Just before it was too much, too deep, he stopped.  He began to guide her, bobbing her head up and down, thrusting gently with his hips.  Warm precum dribbled onto her tongue, and she found herself swallowing it without even thinking.

He was too big to take deep into her mouth, but she started to fantasize about that big cock deep inside of her.  Erostopholes nodded, and she heard herself giggle.  Gracefully, she climbed onto the bed, and began to line the head of his cock up between her legs.  She ran it through her crevice, lubricating it with her own juices.  She looked down at him, and found herself whispering, “Master, can I please take your giant cock inside of me?  Can I ride your gorgeous dick until you cum inside of me?  Please, Master, I want to feel you in me.  I want to fuck you until I can’t think. Please, Master, please let me fuck you.”  As she spoke, she watched his smile widen.  She found herself aching for him, and delaying was making it better.  She bit her lip and moaned.  “Please Master, please fuck me.”

He nodded, and she placed the tip against her.  It was big, but she was sopping wet.  She started to slide down onto him, and shivered in ecstasy as he entered.  She got a third of the way down before she had to pause.  She rose a little, and then took him a little deeper.  Erostopholes reached up, and placed his palms against her hips, rested his fingers on her stomach, and followed her motions as she slowly took him deeper and deeper into her.  Each thrust, her pussy swallowed a little more of him.  The smell of sweat filled the room, as Lisa slowly took more and more of him.

When she finally reached the base of his cock, she shuddered with joy.  Her legs were spread wide, and she curled her heels up under her ass.  She started to bounce, slowly at first, but then faster and faster, feeling him fill her completely.  The hands on her hips started to tighten, to guide her.  First the Master thrust into her.  Then he rolled his hips under her, pressing his pelvis against her, rubbing her against him.  Then he would lift her and drive into her again.

After the third thrust, she realized he was still growing.  Each thrust, he was deeper inside of her, and thicker.  The idea shook through her, and she nearly came at the thought of it.  She started following the motions he had shown her, rise and then roll, feeling her clit rub against him.  Rise and roll, a little deeper, a little thicker inside of her.

Something wrapped around her waist.  She looked down, and realized he had a tail.  Of course he had a tail.  It slid out from between his legs, and circled twice around the narrowest part of her waist.  It was strong, and gripped her, and kept guiding her speed as she fucked him, freeing his hands to slide over her belly and between her breasts, or back to grab her ass, with his pinky tracing her asshole, threatening to slip inside.

“Tell me what you want, Master,” Lisa found herself begging.  “Tell me how to make you happy.”

He smiled, and his tail wrapped once around her neck.  She felt fear race through her, but it also excited her.  She saw the end of the tail.  She had expected it to look like an ace of spades.  She realized instantly she should have known it would be another penis.  This one faced her for a moment, and then ran across her partly open lips.  She opened wider, and started teasing it with her tongue.

“You make me happy when you do as you are told, pet,” he said, and he thrust his hips up into her, and held her there, grinding against her.  “You make me happy when I see this perfect little body of yours, and know it is for me.”  The tail thrust deep between her lips, and she found herself opening her throat to take in more of the tail.  “You make me happy when I make your life better.”  His pinky did slip into her anus, and she moaned against the tail, and felt herself shake.  “And you make me happy when you cum.”

He jammed his cock deep into her, and rolled back and forth.  His pinky went as far as it could into her asshole.  She would have screamed with joy if the tail hadn’t been so deep down her throat, and an earthquake of an orgasm smashed through her.  Her toes curled, her pussy contracted around the massive demon dick, and she pushed herself against him as hard as she could.  She felt him arch his back, and lift her off the bed with a final trust.  His semen began to gush inside of her, through both the cock and the tail.  As the tail slipped out of her mouth, it left a trail on her tongue, which she swallowed, and a dribble on her chin, that dripped down onto her breasts.

She collapsed against him for a moment, exhausted and glowing.   He was still inside her, and he started to shift to pull out.  She looked at him, a gleam in her eyes.  “You’re still hard?”

“I’m an Incubi Prince,” he told her.  “It’s rare that I’m not.”

Glistening with sweat, exhausted, she shifted with him to keep him deep in her.  “Maybe… maybe I can make you happy again.”

Firmly, he held her in place, and pulled out with a smooth motion.  “Don’t worry, pet.” He smiled.  “You will.”

Velvet was a club a few blocks from the university.  As a student, Lisa had never come here.  It was too loud, and the line of beautiful people not good enough to make it past the rope made her certain she wouldn’t be welcomed.  But there she was, in one of the booths facing the dance floor, sipping gin and tonic through a bright pink straw.

Erin, her sister, had insisted they go out to celebrate her new job.  After they had both finished work, they had met at Erin’s apartment to get ready.  Erin had always treated Lisa like a doll, and loved dressing up her younger sister.  On this evening, Lisa found herself in a tiny black dress that clung to her, and enormous cork wedges.  Normally, she would have felt too self-consciences to let Erin push her out the door with that much leg or cleavage on display.  However, when she looked at herself in the mirror, Lisa couldn’t help but think she wanted the Master to see her in this outfit.  Erin had been ecstatic when Lisa agreed.

They sat in their booth, sipping away, and Lisa was already beginning to feel a little tipsy.  Erin was wearing a white sweater with three broad green stripes she swore was a dress, but Lisa wasn’t convinced.  Erin’s friend Vivian had joined them as well.  Lisa always found Vivian intimidating.  Vivian had been on Erin’s volley ball team in college, and the tall Asian girl was always perfectly put together.  Tonight she wore skin tight jeans and a shirt that draped low on her shoulders, and left the glowing skin of her back exposed.

“You look great tonight,” Vivian half-yelled over the pounding base pouring through the room.

“It’s like she’s not afraid of her own body!” Erin laughed.  Lisa felt herself blush.  Her older sister had always been the athlete of the family.  While she wasn’t fat, Lisa’s stomach, arms and legs didn’t have the definition of Erin’s.

“What happened?  Did you finally lose your virginity?”

“I wasn’t a virgin!” Lisa found herself shouting back.

“You weren’t?” Vivian pursed her lips in surprise.

“Leo!” Erin answered without looking at her sister or friend.  She was watching the dance floor.  “In her third year of uni, she would get drunk once a month with a student proctor from one of the computer labs and they’d fail to satisfy each other.”

“Erin!” Lisa blushed.

“Don’t worry about it, babe.” Vivian shouted and reached across the table to grab Lisa’s forearm.  Vivian’s eyes were glazed over by her third Manhattan, but through the alcohol, she was being as serious as possible.  “You can take home any boy you want tonight.”

“Viv! Let’s dance!” Erin ordered.  She pushed her friend out of the booth and grabbed her wrist.  Erin dragged Vivian onto the dance floor, and lost herself in the music.

Lisa turned in the booth, and found the Master sitting there.  He was human now, a young, dark haired man with blue eyes in a dark suit.  “She’s right, pet,” he said, his smooth voice cutting through the noise of the club without straining.  “You can have any boy you want here.”

“I don’t want a boy,” Lisa said softly, drinking in the sight of him, the sharp line of his jaw, the cocky half grin that formed when she spoke to him.

“But I need something from you,” he said.  He leaned back in the booth, and she instantly found herself curled up against him, one leg thrown over him, her lips on his neck.

“Tell me,” she begged into his ear.  She began to run her hand down his chest, teasing the buttons of his grey dress shirt.

His hand ran up her leg, and his fingers tickled under the hem of her dress, beginning to push it up, threatening to expose her to the whole club.  “I want to take you right here, pet,” he said, and she moaned at the thought, him throwing her over the table and fucking her right here, in front of everyone. “But I need something from you.  A sacrifice.”

“A sacrifice?” she whispered.

“Yes,” he nodded, and turned to look her in the eye.  He watched the worried look in her eye for a moment and then pulled her in and kissed her savagely.  “Don’t worry.  I’m an Incubi.  I don’t require violence.  I am not asking you to physically harm anyone.”

“Will … will I enjoy it?”

“You will.  I’ll ensure it, pet.”

Lisa nodded and kissed him.  “Tell me what I need to do.”

“For now, just go dance with your sister,” Erostopholes commanded.  “I’ll tell you what you need to do next.  Know that it will make me stronger, and let me do more for you.”

Lisa nodded.  She rose to leave, and the Master swatted her ass playfully.  A shiver of pleasure rose through her, and she headed into the crowd of people in the flashing lights in the dance floor.  Vivian was just shy of six feet tall, and was easy to spot.  Lisa headed towards them.  Erin was dancing furiously, with the passion she threw into everything, bordering on violent.  Vivian’s movement was more controlled, perfect, complementing and matching Erin’s.  When she noticed Lisa heading towards her, she danced a “Come here motion.”

Though Lisa rarely danced, she knew it would be different tonight, like everything had been different since she found the book.  She found her hips swinging, her balance perfect, as she slinked up to Vivian.  Vivian’s eyes locked on her, drank her in, and began to smolder.  When she got close, Vivian threw her arms around Lisa’s necks, crossing her wrists to pull the shorter woman in.  She began to slide up and down Lisa’s gyrating form, never breaking their close eye contact.  Lisa smelt the liquor on Vivian’s breath, and tilted her head slightly.  Vivian’s lips parted slightly, and she tried to lean in to kiss Lisa.  Lisa smiled and turned her head to the side.  It wasn’t time, yet.  She needed to be teased more.

Lisa wrapped a hand around Vivian, placing her palm against the smooth skin of Vivian’s exposed back, and pulling her closer.  Vivian found herself straddling one of Lisa’s legs, and the hand on her back guided her in grinding against it.  Vivian lost herself in the motion, sighing loudly as she ran her crotch up and down Lisa’s leg.  With her free hand, Lisa wove her fingers into Vivian’s inky black hair, grabbed a handful, and pulled firmly, forcing Vivian to look at the ceiling.  Then Lisa slipped the hand on Vivian’s back down into her jeans, and grabbed her ass, guiding the taller girl to continue grinding on her.  Starting at Vivian’s collarbone, Lisa licked in a slow, steady motion, up to Vivian’s jaw.  Vivian quivered in Lisa’s grasp.  Vivian tried to bring her head down to meet Lisa’s gaze, but Lisa tugged on her hair, and forced her to look up again.

After a moment, Lisa relaxed her grip, and placed her hand on the back of Vivian’s head.  She guided the taller girl to look down at her, pressing their foreheads together, keeping their lips apart.  “Do you want to kiss me?” Lisa whispered.  Staying forehead to forehead, Vivian nodded.  “Do you want to fucking kiss me?” Lisa whispered again.  She dug her hand deeper into Vivian’s jeans, and forced the girl harder against her leg.  Vivian nodded again.  “Will you do anything to kiss me, you fucking slut?”  Vivian gasped in pleasure and nodded again.

Slowly, Lisa tilted her head.  Vivian watched her, followed her lead.  She forgot to keep dancing.  Lisa brushed her lips against Vivian’s and pulled back.  Vivian had closed her eyes, and remained motionless, holding her breath and waiting.  “Good girl,” Lisa found herself saying.  Then she pulled Vivian in and kissed her fiercely.  One of Vivian’s hands found Lisa’s breast, and Lisa squeezed Vivian’s ass.  For a long moment they kissed, and when Lisa pulled away, Vivian’s breath was ragged.

“Did you see that?” a voice filtered through the music.

“Fuck, I would sell my soul for an alley blowjob from the short one,” another voice answered.

“Done,” came the Master’s voice.  Lisa smiled playful at Vivian, but disengaged, letting go of the taller girl.  Vivian watched her longingly, and Erin was staring at both of them, shocked.  Lisa found herself smiling and winking, and heading towards the Master’s voice.

She found him near the edge of the dance floor.  He was standing behind a college boy in a tight t-shirt, stretched across his muscular chest.  His thick arms were knotted with muscle.  Erostopholes nodded at the boy, and Lisa bit her lip playfully.  She headed towards him, swinging her hips to the music as she walked.  He watched her approach, bobbing to the thundering beat.  Lisa reached him and ran her hands down his powerful arms.  She danced downwards, running her chin across his abdomen, she her head was directly in front of his crotch.  She blow on the zipper of his blue jeans like it was a birthday candle, and then swayed back up.

The boy seemed entranced.  After a moment, he swung an arm around her waist, and bodily lifted her off the ground.  She squealed excitedly, and wrapped her legs around him.  She started to bounce against him, and could feel his bulge growing.

The Master spoke in her mind.  “Tell him what he wants to hear.”

Still wrapped around him, she put her lips to his ear.  “Take me outside,” she said huskily.  “I want to suck your cock.”  She felt him harden.  “Take me into the alley and fuck my face.”

He wrapped his hands around her hips and placed her back on the floor.  He wrapped his strong fingers around his wrist and started heading to the back door of Velvet.  She found herself laughing happily, excited by what was happening.

It was an exceptionally warm night for September, and the door thundered open, disturbing the silence of the alley.  The college boy turned as the metal door slammed behind them and passionately kissed Lisa.  She had to rise on her tip toes, and in the wedges, but she fell against his strong chest.  She ran her hands over his muscular back, and then rolled back on her heels, away from him.  He stood there, entranced, his eyes still closed, his hand on the small of her back, trying to entice her forward again.

Lisa felt suddenly powerful, in a way that was unfamiliar and electric.  She grabbed him by the hips, and pivoted, spinning him around, so that his back was now towards the club.  Then she shoved him with both hands on his chest, and he stumbled back against the wall, and looked at Lisa shocked.

“You’re not afraid of me, are you?” she asked as she stepped forward.  She stepped forward, deliberately placing one of her legs between his, like she was going to knee him in the balls.  Instead, she began messaging his erection with the bare skin of her thigh.  She reached up, and pulled his head down and kissed him again, tasting the whiskey on his breath.  She playfully nipped at his lip.

“Hey,” he said hoarsely.

“Oh,” she said, running a hand down him.  “Was that bad?”  She began to undo the buckle on his belt.  “Don’t you want me to be bad?”  She undid his jeans, and reached inside, wrapping her fingers around his shaft, teasing him out of his underwear.  He looked skyward and sighed happily.  Lisa held him, and pressed herself against him, gently stroking.  “You’re going to let me bite your lip if I want, aren’t you?  Because you want me to be gentle with this thick dick of yours.”

He nodded.

“So if I want to, I don’t know,” she purred as she ran her hand up under his shirt, over the strong muscles of his abdomen, across his broad chest, “Pinch your nipples,” and he gasped as she did, “You’ll let me, because if you do, I’m going to be very nice to your cock.”  He nodded, and she smiled.  She kept stroking his length as her free hand ran across him, and she pulled his jeans down, fully exposing his firm ass.  He squirmed a little as his bare skin touched the cold brick building.  Lisa felt a jolt of excitement as he did.  There was something about controlling this boy, the type that never would have noticed her a week ago, which was giving her a new, fiercer pleasure than she had ever known.

She kissed his neck, his collar bone, the fabric of the shirt half covering his chest, his bare navel, and the defined strong line of his hip, until she reached the base of his penis.  She moistened her full bottom lip with her tongue, and then teased her way op the length of him, up and down, with the faintest touch of her lips, two, three times.  Finally, she kissed the tip, and then gently took it between her lips, and teased it with her tongue.  She swirled around it, and the boy grunted happily.

Then she placed her hands on both of his hips, and pushed him right back against the building.  He yelled a little as the flesh of his sculpted ass collided with the cold brick, but then Lisa thrust her head forward, taking his whole length in her mouth, pushing her lips forward to touch the base.  He was neither as long, nor quite as thick, as the Master, but he also wasn’t a small man.  Lisa began to bob up and down, quickly.  She was a little surprised at herself, as in her limited experience, she had never done anything like this, but somehow she knew how to make him happy, how to make him shudder.  The first salty drops of salty pre-cum trickled out of him as she pulled back.  Purposefully, she pulled back, and looked up at him.  He glanced down, and smiled at the tendril clinging to her lip.  She pulled back further, and the string snapped and dripped down Lisa’s chin.

He reached down, and worked his hands through her hair, caressing the back of her head.  He began to guide her, more slowly, showing her the rhythm he desired.  Lisa had been squatting, as she did not want to kneel in the alley.  She pulled up her skirt a little, and butterflied her legs outward.  She reached down into the black silk panties she was wearing, which were soaked with excitement.  She began to insert the fingers of one hand into herself.  She kept the other on the boy, grabbing his butt, or bracing it against his cut stomach as she continued to suck him off.

He turned her head sideways, and watched the tip press against her cheek.  Then he pulled out, and Lisa licked the underside of him as he ran his cock up her face, she began to kiss his balls as his length lay along her nose, the tip dripping pre cum onto her forehead.