Lechomancer (8 page)

Ashlynn nodded, and slid forward, trying to use the motion to reposition the egg.  When she reached Lisa, Ashlynn leaned forward and tried to drive her tongue deep into Lisa’s cunt.  Lisa grabbed her face, and gave her another light slap.

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know how to eat pussy, you dumb Slut,” Lisa chided.  Ashlynn moaned again.  Then she began to kiss the inside of Lisa’s knee, and slowly traced her way up between her Mistress’s legs.  As she got closer, she gently ran her tongue across Lisa’s inner thighs.  In tiny little laps, she began to lick inside Lisa.

A strange idea flitted into Lisa’s head.  “Stick your tongue out,” She commanded, and was obeyed.  Then she grabbed Ashlynn by the hair, and started roughly grinding herself against the younger woman’s face.  She would move her to wherever it felt right, and gave her simple orders like “Lick quickly,” or “Go deep.” She could hear Ashlynn having a bit of trouble breathing as Lisa pressed herself against her mouth and nose, and something about this beautiful girl, bound and desperate in front of her, pushed Lisa over the edge.  She held Ashlynn’s face hard against her as she bucked with pleasure.  When the sensation got to be too much, she pushed her head away.  Her Slut’s jaw gleamed.

“And I suppose you would like your tail now,” Lisa said after a second, laying on the bed, basking in satisfaction.

Ashlynn nodded.

Lisa went over to the case that held the devices, opened it, and selected the black rubber butt plug she had chosen for Ashlynn several days earlier.  Lisa returned with a cruel smile on her face, and pinched Ashlynn’s nose shut.  Confused, she opened her mouth with a gasp.  She was even more surprised when Lisa shoved the plug in.  Ashlynn looked at her desperately.  “Hold it there.”

Ashlynn nodded and squirmed on the floor.

Lisa saw the Master in the hall, now in his human form, nude and fully erect.  She smiled at him, and he walked in, stepping around Ashlynn like she was furniture.  He sat on the edge of the bed, inches from Ashlynn, and grinned his half smile at Lisa. 

Lisa climbed on top of him, so that her knees were on the bed, and she hooked her feet together behind his muscular ass.  She placed a hand on either of his knees, and leaning over the bound Slut, she carefully lowered her quivering sex, already aching again, onto Erostopholes’ thick cock.  She let out a happy little gasp as his tip pushed inside of her.  His hands gently glided her hips, slowly pushing deeper and deeper inside of him. 

Ashlynn watched, her moans stifled by the Tail she still held dutifully in her mouth.

Lisa sighed as she took the last inch inside.  She started to bounce in slow light circles.  The Master’s breath began to quicken on between her shoulder blades.  She gathered her hair above her head with both hands so she could feel his growing excitement.  She began to ride him faster.  His hands reached up and cupped her breasts, his strong arms pressed against her smooth stomach. 

Lisa chewed on her lip.  The demon began bucking up to meet her on each down thrust, and soon his powerful fingers moved off her chest and grabbed her shoulders, driving her faster and faster onto his dick.  She looked down at Ashlynn, who leaned in as close as she could to their fucking, entranced, rubbing herself against the floor.  The desperate look in her eyes made Lisa think she had managed to move the egg to where she needed it, but it just wasn’t enough to finish.  She was desperate, and she could do nothing but envy the powerful fucking right in front of her.

It was too much for Lisa, and instead of bouncing, she ground herself against the Master.  With him deep inside of her, she felt her body begin to stiffen.  Held in place by the arms wrapped around her, teasing her nipples between his fingers, it became too much.  She ground herself against him, and gasped out a powerful orgasm which shook her legs.  The demon exploded inside of her, and she came again as he quivered and held her hard against him.  She would have fallen off the bed if he hadn’t clamped her in place.

As usual, he remained hard inside of her.  She shuddered, and then reached down and pulled the Tail out of Ashlynn’s mouth.  “Clean us up, Slut,” She ordered as she slowly tried to slide off the Master.  Her legs were still shaking too much, and she shuddered as she crashed back down against him.  Ashlynn’s tentative tongue, slowly lapping the cum at the base of Erostopholes cock, teasing her clit, the look of the beautiful woman utterly at her beck and call, desperate for release set her off again.

The Master had to lift her off, and Ashlynn took him deep into her mouth, cleaning the semen as she tasted Lisa’s juices.  Then, with his hands under her knees, he held Lisa so that she was spread before Ashlynn, whose lust clumsy tongue quickly swallowed the last of his seed.

“Good job, Slut,” Lisa said, and the Master placed her on the bed.  “Stand up.” Ashlynn did as she was told, at the edge of the bed between Lisa and Erostopholes.  Lisa reached up, grabbed the ring of the collar, and pulled her down, so that her feet were still on the floor but she was laying on the bed.

With a quick tug, she stripped the panties off Ashlynn, and began to rub the Tail against Ashlynn’s wet mound.  Already, it was coated in the girl’s saliva, but she dragged up and down, between trembling lips, until every inch of the surface shone.  Then she spread open Ashlynn’s cheeks, and pushed it into her.

For the first time, this brought no change on Ashlynn.  She was already so desperate for release that the Tail couldn’t intensify her desire.  Something about that made Lisa proud.

“You know I could just let you cum, right?” Lisa asked.

Ashlynn nodded, tears of need in her eyes.

“And you know I won’t, right?”

Again, a nod.

“Please flip her,” she said to Erostopholes, who grinned, grabbed the eighteen year-old’s hips, and tossed her over on the bed.  Without a question, he stood at the edge of the bed, and pressed his huge cock against Ashlynn’s desperate cunt.

Smiling, Lisa straddled Ashlynn’s face and leaned forward towards the Master.  In long, powerful thrusts, he pounded into Ashlynn, who would gasp and moan as she licked Lisa.  Each shuddered starting with the Master sent a thrill through Lisa.

She did her best to hold back, knowing that now that the Tail was in, the moment she came, Ashlynn would too.  She wanted to force the girl to wait.  The Master’s hands started roaming over Lisa, a hand against the small of her back, or guiding her lips to his face for a frantic kiss, punctuated by him slamming into Ashlynn, who yelped pleasurably against Lisa’s pussy. 

It was not long before she was grinding herself against Ashlynn, drinking in her desperation, melting as the Master pinched Lisa’s nipples, caressed her ass, or otherwise ignored any part of Ashlynn except her cunt.

Lisa finally set off the chain reaction, riding Ashlynn’s face, who came around the Master, who pulled out of Ashlynn and coated her stomach with a heavy load.  Exhausted, Lisa collapsed on the bed next to Ashlynn.

Curious, she took a deep breath, and Sublimated.  She turned towards Ashlynn.  “Leave the collar on, and go home.”

Ashlynn nodded, and after a moment stood.  She reached for her discarded underwear.

“Did I say panties?  Maybe next time, when I tell you to wear a coat, you’ll listen.”  The Sublimation then put Lisa immediately asleep.

Outside, a cab driver with glowing yellow eyes grinned.  Nothing of this world was to touch the girl, as per the Prince’s instructions.  And nothing would get a chance.

Lisa sat on the stool at her kitchen counter with a glass of wine, skimming through The Book, looking at the different “spells” her pact with Erostopholes was supposed to grant her.  Most didn’t seem much like magic, no matter what the demon told her.  The page she was on listed something called Empathic Divination, which was apparently the inverse of Sublimation.  The page claimed that if she concentrated on breathed in a certain pattern she would be able to detect someone willing to fulfil her desires.  She sighed and took a sip of wine.  She had been hoping to find something more interesting.

The doorbell rang.  She had been home for about half an hour, and every day for the last week, like clockwork, Ashlynn had come to check on her.  It was Friday, and Lisa had half wondered if the eighteen year old would have something better to do, but apparently the allure of the Demon Tail, the one showy piece of magic Lisa had learned, kept brining the girl back.

Wine in hand, Lisa went to the entrance of the townhouse, and opened the door.  Ashlynn stood there, one arm grabbing her other elbow behind her back, her breasts pushed forward, blushing a little.  “Hi Lisa.”

Looking at her, Lisa was no longer annoyed with her, but she let her tone stay sharp.  “Come inside.  Strip to your panties.”  The taller woman nodded to Lisa, and Lisa felt a thrill as she was instantly obeyed.  Ashlynn walked past her, and Lisa closed the door.  The college student bent at the waist, thrusting out her round butt for Lisa’s enjoyment as she untied the laces on her boots and left them by the door.  Lisa sipped her wine and Ashlynn walked to the living room as she removed the faux leather jacket.   Then she slid out of her faded graphic tee shirt, freeing her full, round breasts.  Her nipples were always hard, and Lisa wondered if that was a side effect of the piercing.   She released the button on her stretch cargos, and slipped them off.  She stood, looking at Lisa for approval, wearing nothing but a lacy pair of teal panties, bright against her pale skin.

Lisa took a slow drink of wine.

Ashlynn waited.

“I suppose you’d like your tail again,” Lisa purred coyly.  The younger woman nodded.  Lisa affectionately ran her finger tips over the little bump of a belly Ashlynn had.  It was her favourite feature of her spunky little pet.  “Wait here.  Don’t move.”

Lisa waited until she had turned her back on Ashlynn to break out into a mischievous smile.  She really enjoyed teasing the girl.  She headed up the narrow stairs to her bedroom, where she kept the wooden case that held the Demon Tails.  She opened the box and pulled out the black rubber plug she thought of as Ashlynn’s tail.  She considered trying one of the others on her, but somehow that seemed … wrong.  This tail was for Ashlynn, and the others were meant for … others.  The thought made her smile, and she thought she might need to start looking for those others.  But not yet.  Right now, she had a plaything downstairs.

Beside the box, she had several little glass vials of a clear liquid that smelled faintly of rose petals.  The Book called the substance Ichor, and it was produced by the orgasm of a Succubus.  Lisa preferred to call it Essence, as Ichor sounded disgusting to her.  It worked as both a lubricant and an aphrodisiac, and she had begun harvesting it from Ashlynn.  She had filled a variety of bottles from the dripping of Demon Ashlynn’s tail when she came.

She walked back down the stairs and called out “Ashlynn Jennifer Carter.”  There was something powerful about calling the girl by her full name, and it gave Lisa a tingle every time she did it.  She heard the soft sound of bare feet on hardwood as Ashlynn rushed to her.   Lisa sat down on the third stair and beaconed to Ashlynn.  Ashlynn leaned forward at the waist, placing one hand on either side of Lisa.  Their lips met, and Lisa enjoyed the cool feel of the metal hoop on the right side of Ashlynn’s lower lip.  They kissed for a moment, and Lisa lazily ran the tips of her fingers across the smooth skin at the top of Ashlynn’s tits. 

Lisa slid over to one side of the stair case, and patted the step beside her.  Ashlynn looked confused for a moment, and then realized what Lisa wanted.  Ashlynn knelt on the step beside Lisa, and rested her folded elbows a few steps up.  Her ass was in the air, right beside Lisa.  Lisa lifted the thong and moved it to the side, revealing Ashlynn’s pink little asshole.  Uncorking the Essence, she poured a little drizzle onto Ashlynn, who shuddered with pleasure.  Lisa took the rubber plug, and kissed the rounded tip of it.  She let her spit dribble down the black rubber, and over her shoulder, Ashlynn watched her with quiet desperation.

Smiling at the girl, Lisa placed the tip against Ashlynn’s eager asshole.  Ashlynn cried out with joy, and the Tail started to press into her.  Teasing, Lisa pushed it in a little, and then pulled it out.  Ashlynn’s cries got louder and louder, each time it went a little deeper.  Lisa had nearly fully inserted the Tail when her phone buzzed.

It was a text from her sister, Erin.  “Are we going to talk about you and Vivian at Velvet?”

Lisa smiled fondly, remembering making out with Vivian on the dance floor of the club before leaving with someone else.  Ashlynn moaned desperately, bringing her back from her memories to the real world.  Lisa pushed the tail in a little further, but not all the way, and Ashlynn panted.  “No,” she texted back to her sister, and then put the phone down.  She pushed Ashlynn’s tail in the rest of the way, and Ashlynn cried out in pleasure.  She had her head on the step, and she was watching Lisa carefully, on the edge of orgasm, knowing Lisa needed to command her to come to let her finish.

Lisa grinned evilly at the eighteen year old and picked up her phone.  She opened a new conversation to Vivian.  “You busy tonight?  Want to go to Velvet?”

She put the phone down and swatted Ashlynn playfully on the rump.  “I’m busy, girl,” she said dismissively.  “You have to wait for me.”

“Please,” Ashlynn begged.  “Just let me finish.”  Her shoulders rose and fell with every laboured breath.  Lisa began fiddling with the end of the plug, moving it in gentle circles inside Ashlynn, who bit her lip and whimpered desperately.

When Lisa’s phone buzzed again, and she stopped playing with Ashlynn, who kept panting. 
“
” was the response.

“Meet me there at 10pm” Lisa texted back, and then set the phone down.  “I’m going out.”

“Can I finish?” came Ashlynn’s husky response.

“You know what?  No.  Shift.”  At the command Ashlynn changed slightly.  Her skin turned a pale shade of purple, and a phallic tail extended from her tail bone.  Right now, it was only about a foot long, but it was retractable.  Small, rounded horns peaked out from her hairline.  In her demonic form, Lisa knew Ashlynn was just as desperate to come, and still couldn’t without her permission, but her breathing was under control, and she wouldn’t bring it up every three seconds.

First Lisa led her Succubus into the shower, and had Ashlynn wash her, kissing her skin while running a soapy luffa across her.  When Ashlynn’s unnaturally long, rough tongue started to explore between her legs, she had to focus not to give in, grabbing the demoness’s black hair and pulling her back.  “Not tonight,” she ordered, and Ashlynn pouted, but got to work on shaving Lisa’s legs.

In the bedroom, Ashlynn was no help as Lisa tried to decide what to wear.  Ashlynn loved everything, but nothing so much as Lisa’s bare skin, and Lisa finally forbade her to speak.  She chose a dark olive green dress, which looked almost like a man’s dress shirt with oversized buttons, held closed by a thick leather belt.  It showed most of her legs, and if she left the top couple of buttons undone, it let her flash a fair bit of cleavage as well. 

Finally, she had Ashlynn do her hair. Ashlynn wanted to run her fingers through Lisa’s hair, massaging her scalp, and Lisa let her do it for a few moment, and kissed her desperate lips.  Then she had the Succubus straighten the slight curl out of her hair and braid a thin strand behind each ear, to tie together in the back, while Lisa sipped a glass of wine.

As she laced up the knee high black boots she would be wearing, she looked at the Succubus in teal panties, sitting obediently on the couch, drinking her in with bright blue eyes.  “You want to come with me?” Lisa asked, trying to sound bored.

“I want to cum.  I will stay here, or I will go with you, whichever you want.”

“Alright, here’s the deal.  I’m going out, and you’re not dressed for it, and none of my clothes would fit you.  So, first, shift.”

The demoness faded, and now a college girl sat on Lisa’s couch, panting with ecstasy, licking her lips and staring at Lisa.

“At any time, you can take that tail out and go home.  Or you can sit there and wait, and if I cum, you’ll come.”

“I’ll be here,” Ashlynn answered her eyes half lidded.

“I may not give you any relief.”

“That’s okay.  Maybe you will.”

Lisa nodded, and headed out the door.  Ashlynn sat on the couch, her skin on fire, her breathing ragged.  She wasn’t surprised when Lisa’s Master, Erostopholes stepped into the room, looking like a man in a suit.  He walked up to her, and lifted her chin.  “If Lisa leaves her toys out, she can’t expect me not to play with them,” he said, and Ashlynn sighed with relief.

Meanwhile, at Velvet, Lisa grabbed a gin and tonic and staked out a booth.  She had come early, in part because she was enjoying the cruelty of leaving Ashlynn unfulfilled.  She watched the few people who were on the dance floor by nine, and smiled at a few different guys, who invariably would bring her another drink.  She was feeling more than a little buzzed when Vivian showed up, right on time, at ten.

Vivian was wearing an orange dress that tied behind the neck, and cupped her perky breasts like a bikini top.  Just below her tits was a golden band, and the skirt barely covered her pert ass.  Even though she was five foot ten, she wore three inch platform heals.  The tall Asian girl looked stunning as she slid into the booth beside Lisa.  “I hope you haven’t been waiting long,” she apologized.

“I got here early on purpose,” Lisa said, opening the little purse she had brought with her.  “I like to watch the place fill up.”  She pulled out an old lip gloss bottle, one she had filled with Essence.  She started brushing it onto her lips.  It tingled and buzzed as she did, and it sent a shiver down her spine.  The Aphrodisiac was already making her wet, and if the Book was right, she was less susceptible to it for having completed the Rite of Devotion.  It would hit anyone else twice as hard.  She offered the little brush to Vivian, who shook her head.

“Listen,” Viv started, then shook her head.  “I need a drink.  Do you need a drink?”  Lisa shook her head, and Viv headed over to the bar.  Lisa enjoyed the definition of her back as she walked, and the long legs.  She thought about using one of the spells, like Sublimation, to ensure she entrapped Vivian, but there was something … exciting … about doing this without the Book.  Sure, she was planning to use the Essence, but that wasn’t the same as pushing her mind aside to fulfill Vivian’s desires.  This was about what Lisa wanted.

Vivian came back with a drink, and finished it in silence.  Lisa just watched the people on the dance floor.  Vivian cleared her throat and tried again.  “Listen, Lisa, about last time …”

“That was a blast, wasn’t it?” Lisa flashed a smile at her, and Vivian blushed. 

“I’m not sure, I mean…”  Viv struggled for words, and Lisa put her hand on the other girl’s knee.  Vivian tensed and then relaxed.  “What I mean to say is …”

“Mmm hmmm?” Lisa hummed, she leaned in closer, towards Vivian’s lips, which were slightly apart.

“I’m not sure if …” Vivian lost her train of thought as Lisa’s hand traced its way up her inner thigh.  “I think we should …” She had to stop again as Lisa put her other hand on the back of her neck.  “Lisa, what I want to say is …”

Lisa kissed her, gently.  When she pulled away, Vivian’s eyes were closed and she was waiting to be kissed again.  The tingling of the Essence on her lips buzzed, and she was certain it was buzzing more intensely through Viv.  The hand between Viv’s legs confirmed she was on fire.  “Did you want to talk,” Lisa purred, “Or did you want to make out.”

“Second one,” Vivian whispered.  Lisa smiled, and kissed her again.  She threw one leg over the taller woman and straddled her in the booth, holding the back of her head with both hands know, pulling Vivian in.  Vivian’s hands wrapped around Lisa’s waist, and she rammed her tongue into Lisa’s mouth.  Lisa started grinding against Viv, who squirmed happily below her.

Reaching behind her with one hand, Lisa reached into her purse, and founded the Essence.  She took the lid of the container and threw it aside.  She poured the little bottle into her mouth, and felt it tingle.  Then with one hand on the back of Viv’s head, and the other under her jaw, she held Vivian’s mouth open.  She spit the viscous fluid, which smelt like roses but had no taste, into Viv’s mouth.

“Swallow,” she instructed.  She watched Vivian’s cute little breasts rise up and down, frantically as she considered obeying.  She wasn’t sure what was in her mouth, and her eyes were a little wild as she looked at Lisa.  “It can’t hurt you,” Lisa purred, “and it will make me happy if you do it.”

Vivian considered for another moment, and then swallowed the Essence.  Within moments, the effect on her became obvious.  She was glossy with sweat, and her temperature rose a couple of degrees.  Her skin was flushed and her breathing was ragged.  Much like Ashlynn had been earlier, Viv was on the edge of orgasm.