Thread: WhiteTiger's writings: update, New stories, High-fantasy with realism, all tag types:

If there were a Satan, stuck here in the Earthly realms for thousands of years, do you think he, personally, would ever get bored? Here is a game presented to him by the Queen of all Succubi for the soul of a woman and potentially 3 or 4 men. Who are they? Who will win and who will lose? Black Widows Part 1 Sitting back in his tall, plush velvet chair, Satan placed his elbow on the arm and rested his cheek upon his fist. With a sigh, while watching the beautiful succubi dance before him, the queen of the succubi, Agrat Bat Mahlat, looked quizzically at him. My wonderful Lord, she purred into his ear, her deep red wavy hair brushing against his cheek and her full ripe breasts exposed to him, as her Myrrh scented breath gently continued, What is wrong today? I brought my finest dancers for you to enjoy and have and enjoy at your leisure, when you felt like it. Lifting his head to look at her perfect features, deep intense red eyes, the color of her hair against white, immaculate skin, he took in her beauty and scent, loving the being she was. My dearest, Agrat,, as he ran his fingers through her hair and against her soft skin, finishing by tracing the lines of her perfect lips, ready for pleasure, I adore you and all of your sisters, but I am awfully bored. There hasn't been a real challenge of interest to me that has captured my true interest in a long time. The hall he stood as ruler of was made of solid marble columns with trees that grew jewels for leaves, placed in perfect positions. The ornately painted battle between Elohim and his angels against him with his angels, was sprawled across the entire ceiling with pure gold trim everywhere. The solid marble black floor shined and reflected all the glittering lights within the hall... self contained fire elementals pleased to be chosen to be within each lamp, sconce or any form of lighting and would adjust their flames and mood of the hall for the Lord Satan's whim. Tonight it was half lit, inspiring the erotic dance, as the dancers, adorned with just the essential forms of garments, made of silks, gold, silver and jewels, danced entrancing before him. Bending his brow in a bit, he looked at Agrat deeply and took his full appreciation of her beauty within himself. Her face, like that of an innocent child said, I know my Lord! Let us create a game in the human world! Hmmm a game?, he mused. What sort of game? Musing to herself in a sweet song, two black widow spiders appeared from within her cleavage and crawled into her hands and sat their placidly. Looking at this as the spiders gently carried themselves nimbly across her well endowed breasts and over her silken, gold and jewel adorned clothing, and down into her hands, he raised one eyebrow in interest. My beautiful one, what are you thinking?, as he smiled at her pleased. Satan was truly the image of the perfect male with long black beautiful hair, large deep green eyes. His body was tall and lithe, but with strong muscle definition and every motion he took. In anger or peace, he carried a beauty and grace that no other being in all the realms could match. Today, he was wearing a white silk open shirt and black, low riding leather pants. His shoes were a beautiful pair of patent leather shoes as his long, thick and luxurious hair flowed over one shoulder. Agrat looked at him joyfully and said, A game for fun and for souls my lord! What do you mean?, he asked, intrigued. Walking up the steps to her Differential Equations class, Maria felt so tired. This is just my first semester and I am already struggling to keep my grades up. I am destined to become a Doctor and I will, no matter how hard or long it takes to get it., she said to herself. Maria Gomez was the first in her Hispanic family to ever make it to college and in the U.S.! Her mother and father worked so hard to save up the money all of her life with high expectations for and of her. She always worked hard to meet their needs and expectations, but when it came to choosing her college and career, they had let her choose that. I will succeed for myself, for my family, and all counting on me. After she finished school and internship, she planned on returning to Mexico to help those without means and give the best possible care to those who needed it. The early death of her little brother from scarlet fever, struck her life and her family so hard that she was determined to make a difference. This was the last class of the day for her this semester, as she carried over the required amount for full time status and afterwards she intended to go back to the dorm, take a nap and hit the books. Hair up in a bun with large brown bedroom eyes, she hid her mane of dark brown thick hair. Maria always dressed conservatively, making sure her well formed and firm high breasts, backside and full body were covered. If the guys on campus knew she looked like those girls in those disgusting magazines, she would never get a moments peace. Working as a waitress during the graveyard shift was hard for Brittney. I'm 25 and feel like I am going nowhere with my art!, she exclaimed to herself as she quickly dressed in her uniform for work, looking briefly back at her studio she lived in and where she painted. She then left, taking the bus to work. Graduating with her undergrad. three years earlier, Brittney Haste seemed to be going nowhere, despite the fact she truly was an amazing artist, just not yet discovered or recognized. Defying her parents wishes for her to enter law school, just as her parents, following the family tradition went against every fiber in her body. She had to be true to herself, no matter how poor she would be. Coming from a very rich background, the adjustment during the first year was the hardest. After that, she grew used to it and painted and painted, letting her muse guide her as it willed. Trying to sell her paintings and visit galleries during the day at every available moment took up most of her free time. Being so, she had no time or interest in relationships. The hardest of all were the lies she had to tell her parents about how well she was doing, when in fact she was not. This weighed on her heavily. As the night went on, the standard poor tipping group of drunks came in from the bar and she worked her shift. Being a good waitress, her average take home was 80 to 120, even in that rinky dink diner. This was also due to the fact that Britney had tall lithe beautiful legs and a stream line, runway model figure with long naturally blond hair and blue eyes, encased in a refine, aristocratic bone structure of her face. She had no cares about hiding it, as long as they stayed away from her personally and it helped her improve her future financially. After the shift was over, finishing up all her cleaning and side work, she took the bus home, arriving exhausted. Once home, knowing she had the next day off, she put her money in her jar and almost tore out of her clothes and fell into her bed deep asleep. This is my idea, my beautiful Lord. Let us randomly choose two girls from the human realm and let my beautiful spiders bite them, turning them each into a black widow human succubus. They then will take, seduce, force, love and rape men, sinners of course, so their souls would belong to you, for as you know, all black widows kill each one of their mates when they are done with them. Let's pick a number!, Agrat excitedly hummed again. Two!, two will be the number for this fun game. I adore double trouble., as she giggled. The first one to reach the number two in victims will get to live and have no memories of her life as a succubus. The other you pick, who fails, will die and join you here as your newest succubus and as one of my sisters!, she laughed. Very amused by this idea, Satan smiled and said, Well then, I should choose very carefully then, shouldn't I?, he laughed with pleasure at the idea and began to travel through the human realm to find the right ones for the game. Probing the minds as he soared across the skies, hidden from the eyes of humans, Satan traveled and traveled, looking for just the right ones. Finally reaching the U.S., crossing over New York, he felt the presence of the first perfect one and honed in on her as she slept, obliviously. Mmmmm, Satan mused as he gently entered the studio she lived in, like a light breeze of sweet spring. Standing at her feet, he surveyed the beautiful paintings around her, already knowing her mind and soul. She is no virgin, but she is tough, determined, exquisite and a challenge. Her changes will be fascinating to watch., he said to himself as he released one of the spiders into her bed and watched it nimbly crawl to her stomach, just under her belly button and bite. Jumping up in her sleep, all she saw was a tiny puff of smoke rising from where she felt the bite and then the pain began to wrack her system as a red hour glass shape formed on her lower abdomen. Slipping out the window with the breeze, he wanted so much to watch the transformation but he needed to find her challenger as soon as possible to even the stakes of the game. Mind probing again, traveling faster than the highest wind speed currents, Satan reached towards the Western Coast of the United States, stopping just over Arizona. Pushing his perceptions, knowledge and awareness even further, he found a maiden college student with a mind as pure as the light of God himself, being every man's deepest desire, with a voluptuous body, fallen asleep over her books during studying. The windows being closed, he quickly followed the dorm structure and waited for her room mate to come in, a little sweet whore that had been up all night sleeping with men and women and neglecting her studies. Upon her managing to open the door, still somewhat drunk from the previous evening, Satan slipped in with her unseen or felt, but for a chill that ran down Maria's roommate, Elizabeth's spine. Blowing it off, seeing her boring room mate yet again, fallen asleep over her books, she flopped down her purse, taking off her shoes and proceeded to undress. Flopping into bed with a thud and a sigh, Elizabeth took one look at her roommate, thinking, I actually am glad she isn't into partying., she continued. If she was, her rockin' body and looks would leave me in the corner like a wall flower., as she meanderingly droned on. Let her be boring and quiet. The more fun for me!, she finished with a jealous tone in her mind. Boy, those Frat boys are a handful..., were her last thoughts as she fell into a drunken sleep. Standing just behind Maria, the only part of her body that was exposed was her lower back, from where she was bent over her books and her conservative blouse and skirt had separated. Probing into her mind and soul, Satan smiled a broad smile, She is absolutely perfect and an amazing balance between my first choice!, he thought to himself with deep satisfaction. ...and a pristine Virgin to boot!, he finished with joy. This is a brief respite of fun after all., the thought to himself and continued, I will have to reward Agrat for this later, when the game is over., he finished as he drew out the second spider and let in gently walk her way down her blouse and back, finally finding that area of exposed skin on her back and quickly bit her. Jumping up from the sudden pain, Maria had a hard time getting her bearings. Was she late for classes? What time is it? Oh my god, my back hurts! Something bit me!, she thought as she reached instinctively behind her to grab what ever was there and found the empty shell of a black spider that immediately turned into black smoke in her hand. Suddenly explosions of pain began to wrack her body as she bent over, falling to the floor, clutching her stomach and back. Unknown to her was the red hour glass shape that was forming on her lower back at the same time. Pleased with this and Maria being his last choice, he decided to stay and watch the changes on her unseen or felt, now that time was not of the essence and the game was on. Like Brittney, Maria tried to not scream from the pain tearing her apart from the inside out. Moans and rocking their bodies, trying to sooth it and terrified out of their minds. Both hating to need or want help, they avoided the acknowledgment that they should see a Doctor for many hours. Finally cresting after those hours, screams of insane torture came screeching from their mouths. Elisabeth, Maria's roommate, finally woke up when she started screaming madly. Oh my God, Maria! What is the matter?, Elisabeth implored, while bending over her and trying to figure out the situation and what was going on. Maria, I think you may have appendicitis, hun... you need to go to the hospital now!, as she picked up her cell and called 911. Brittney's screams were heard by the neighbors, who in fear called the police. Continuing to scream when the police arrived, they broke the door down and took a look at her. Immediately they called an ambulance and was taken into the Emergency Room. Watching, fascinated, Satan stayed until the paramedics rolled her out. He then retired to his dark hall of exotic beauty, where the entire court had gathered, as the news had spread of the game. Pleased that so many of his court were also interested, he summoned two huge golden bowl-like structures, placed at the center of the hall and filled them with calm, perfectly still water. In the clarity and stillness of the water, all were able to see both women and what was happening as it happened, but of course, Satan had the best and perfect view. A smile of delight crossed his face and called Agrat to his side, pulling her down to him with her soft supple lips against his, kissing passionately as he thanked her in streams of pleasure that ran through her body from his kiss. Both hospitals, staff and Doctors followed the same procedures in assessing them, doing blood work, having x-rays taken and doing CT scans. None of the results showed much of anything but some inflammation of their ovaries and uterus. Still unsure, they ran a full physical exam and ran pregnancy tests. During the outer physical exam, the doctors noticed what looked like strawberry-like birthmarks on each of the girls shaped like an hour glass. Britney's was below her navel as Maria's was on the lowest part of her back. When each doctor touched them, a new volume and barrage of screams came from them. Upon looking closer, the doctor's noticed some swelling around the areas of the bites and asked the girls each, Were you bitten by something? Shaking their heads violently from the pain, acknowledging their question the doctors then needed to know what bit them but they were unable to speak, almost mad with pain. Then they went through the standard questions, as they had never seen a physical reaction from any bite that would cause a shape such as this or the reactions in their bodies to the venom. Was it a snake that bit you?, the doctors asked... as they shook their heads violently in a negative answer. Was it a spider that bit you?, and then volumes of screams came bellowing out of them acknowledging their questions in a positive way. What did the spider look like? What kind was it? Can you tell me anything?, they asked as they needed to know specifically for the anti-venom they would need to start administering immediately. Scrounging through their books, each doctor began to show them the most common forms of dangerous spider bites, the first, a brown recluse, was again a violent no in body language. Next was the Black Widow, they showed them and in acknowledgment, grabbed the book, screaming and pointing at the picture, giving them a positive response. Immediately, their reserves of black widow anti venom were opened up and the series of administering the anti-venom began. They now felt comfortable enough to prescribe pain medication, finding the cause and morphine was given to them at the highest doses allowed temporarily. Calming down a bit from the pain killer, hours passed before the anti-venom sessions seem to start to work. Finally receiving the blood work they had taken a second time, the doctors were confused as an abnormally high level of both estrogen and testosterone were found in their systems. By the next day, after hours of peaceful sleep, the girls woke, able to talk and communicate effectively. Being of priority and in the Trauma unit, they both were visited first thing by their doctor's morning rounds. Surprised by the sudden change in them, they were pleased that the anti-venom was working and dropped the orders for their pain medication to 5500 vicoden every four to six hours, as needed. When talking to them, both were smiling and seemed happy, like nothing had happened, but an exotic energy seemed to emanate from them as they looked at their doctors with their beautiful eyes, both laying in their beds naked, exposing their flesh before the doctors. They were used to seeing people like this daily, but for some reason, the sight and scent from their skin, eyes, hair, breasts, lips and more made them shudder in excitement, feeling very sexually attracted to them as they encouraged and seemed to want them back. Trying to gain their composure, both doctors left their rooms shaken and assigned female nurses and doctors to them for the rest of their stay there. After only two days, though the red hour glass shapes remained on their bodies, they seemed completely normal and were released from their hospitals. Maria's roommate picked her up, while Brittney took a cab. The staff was very reluctant to let her take a cab as such broke the rules, but she was so beautiful and seductive to the staff of primarily males, for pick up, that they thought it would be alright with a cab. In fact, most wanted to take her home personally or at least get in the cab with her. In Satan's great hall, all applauded as the transformations were completed and the fun was about to begin. Satan himself was also happily entranced in watching the fluid filled golden containers, as if in a large theater in three dimensional vision. Wearing the same clothes that she had been brought in with, Maria, was telling Elizabeth she was fine and that she had just been bitten by a poisonous spider. In the meantime, she started to squirm in her constrictive clothes, Elizabeth? Do I always dress in such a horrid manner, hiding my whole body? Laughing at her relieved, Elizabeth said, Of course you do. All you do is study, study, study. You never go out and have ANY fun. You always hide your body and hair behind those horrid nun-like clothes!. Taking off her shoes and her top, as her hair was already down, Maria asked, Do you have a tank top or something in the back I can put on instead? Puzzled by this sudden change of behavior and request, Elizabeth said, Ummmm sure! Just look in my back seat. I always have extra clothes for backup. Taking off her seat belt in only her bra at the moment, Maria started going through Elizabeth's clothes in the back and pulled out a cute purple miniskirt and a matching lavender spaghetti strap top. Sitting back into her seat, she proceeded to take off her skirt and panties, then slipped on the miniskirt. Next, Maria took off her bra and put on the lavender top finishing off by asking Elizabeth, You would happen to have a brush in here would you? Ummm yea?, she replied, looking strangely at this new Maria and watched her brush out her long, beautiful, almost glowing thick brown hair. Sorry to ask you again Elizabeth but do I own any makeup or other things?, and she winked her eye at Elizabeth, knowing she would get the drift of meaning for sexy apparel also. Well, uuuuuh you have always been such a serious student like I said before, so no, you don't have anything like that. Oh, oh, Elizabeth, can we stop at a few stores before we get home and do some shopping for those things? Goowwd, what did they do to you or give you in there... but I guess so, sure. I need to pick up a few things anyway., Elizabeth responded. Happily, like a kid in a candy store, Maria pulled her credit card out of her purse and said, Your stuff is on the house, babe, for taking me there. Smiling back, Elizabeth thought, Wow, I may actually start to like this new Maria., that was until they got out of the car and she was able to see Maria's full body in that miniskirt and top with no bra. Then a little stab of jealousy went through her but she said, Fuck it... she's buying the clothes!. From there they dived through the mall buying Maria all kinds of new clothes, lingerie and make up. Elizabeth also picked out a few pieces she just had to have as they laughed and had the best time shopping. In this moment of girl-fun, Elizabeth asked, Hey, it's Friday night, you know!? Time to partyyyy!!! Go out with me tonight and we'll dance and meet guys, get drunk as hell and have the BEST time! Smiling broadly, Maria agreed with lust, as red flecks, caught in the light emanated from her eyes. Brittney couldn't remember when she felt this good and on the drive home her mind began to wonder to her past relationships and lovers. No wonder they never worked out!, she thought to herself, They could never satisfy me or give me enough. I like it harder and rougher. With that thought, she asked the cab driver to stop by a specialty store, as she was in a particularly fine and lusty mood. There she bought the things she desired, handcuffs, whips, candles, blades, ball gag, and a few other fun forms of sex that excited her and knew she had to have. Getting back into the cab, thanking him for waiting, the cab driver couldn't take his eyes off her as she sat there, fully aware of this but didn't want him. She enjoyed the satisfaction of knowing how much he wanted her but wasn't good enough for her tastes. Finally when she got home and paid the cab driver, he reluctantly drove off as she entered her apartment building and her apartment. There she began a passionate process of redecorating her room to suit her newly discovered tastes then made a phone call. Hi Mom! How are you? Her mother sounded puzzled at the timing of the call and the tone in her voice. Is everything alright, honey?, her mother asked. Of course it is. I feel great! I am just a bit bored and I remembered you always go to that formal dinner every year and I wanted to know, whether it was alright, if I tag along tonight. I will pay for the cost of my sudden reservation and the dinner. Oh honey, that's wonderful!, her mother said, thinking that maybe she was tired of the poor life she was determined to live. You don't have to pay a thing. Just come. Black tie, as you know!, she finished happily. Thanks, mom, I appreciate it very much I really do miss you and dad and I need to get out and have a good night for once. Great!, her mother said, Be at our home by 7 p.m., alright? Yessss mom, see you there! I love you mom!, she finished as she hung up the phone and went to her closet to pick out, from all her very expensive clothes she had been shunning for years now a stunning, provocative beautiful black dress. Hmmmmmm what accessories do I need now?, she asked herself as she pulled out her fine jewels and five hundred dollar a pair shoes to pick from. Next she wondered through her new items and lingerie, just exactly what she was in the mood for and how. Walking into the mock style British Pub right next to the U of A campus called O'Maley's, Maria walked in behind Elizabeth. Elizabeth was a pretty and perky petite red head, with a cute bob length, layered haircut and blue eyes, which seemed to be all the rage in the guys tastes on campus. Dressed casually, green, being the best color against her pale occasionally freckled skin, she wore a cute greet spaghetti top, using a push up bra with layers inside the bra to make her barely B sized breasts look a full B along with a plaid miniskirt and matching green sandals. When she walked in, walking up to all her friends with Maria in toe, she said her hellos to all her usual friends, loving the feeling that this was her real home as she noticed everyone staring at Maria. Oh, I'm such a goof, this is my roommate Maria, dressed in an intense red one piece dress that collared around her neck, but opened fully in the material around her breasts, exposing her full sized almost D size breasts, high and firm with her nipples hardened. The dress itself was skintight spandex, showing every detail of her amazing flat stomach and rich, long and tanned legs, figure and perfect round backside, with which she wore no panties. Her shoes were small heeled red shoes that matched her dress perfectly. Long, thing wavy, rich dark brown hair surrounded her innocent, sultry oval shaped face, one side draping over her shoulder, while the rest ran down fully to her mid back and as Elizabeth introduced them all, Maria batted her eyes minutely, smiling and running her fingers through her hair. Somehow, when they had finally gotten home, Maria knew automatically how to apply her make up and do her hair to her roommate Elizabeth's surprise and envy. As all were staring at Maria, she acted as if Maria was her guest and taking her hand to go order some drinks. Maria wanted a Long Island Ice tea, not the ale they normally drink from a local nearby microbrewery. Being a perpetual flirt and trying to retake the attention of her friends, Elizabeth pulled back the leader of the most popular Frat house and straddled him, moving solidly into his lap. Pleased for the guarantee of pussy again for the night, Erik let her, for the moment, as he chatted with her but his eyes were somewhere else, just like everyone else in the pub. Maria needed no one to hold her hand and sat demurely in a seat one of the other of Elizabeth's friends gave up, while he returned with another chair from another table. Elizabeth pretended not to notice as she announced that Maria was a student here already, but that she has never gone out or even dated before. This move was intended to embarrass Maria and she didn't pretend she noticed the tactic, but it had the opposite affect on the group, as they all couldn't believe a girl like her was on this campus, no matter how big it was, and not been noticed earlier. They then went along asking her what classes she was taking and her career goals. Even Elizabeth didn't know how many classes she was taking or how difficult they were. The guys were all just about drooling on the floor at her feet, barely able to contain themselves, but then another older man approached her from another table. A philosophy teacher on campus, along again with every one else noticed her and only he had the confidence and the nerve to approach her. Mid thirties, with thick dirty blond hair, tall, muscular and the eye of every girl in all his classes, he often used his looks to preen favors from students doing badly in his classes with extra credit projects to boost their grade. Happy married, wearing his wedding ring, Professor LaCross eyed Maria with his piercing blue hawk eyes, while his wife was at home with their 3 year old and 8 months pregnant with their second child. Prior to their marriage, he had privately taken out a one million dollar life insurance policy on himself, considering himself worth so much and maybe, when he was tired of living the life he had, he would fake his death and claim the money from his wife's bank account and move to Mexico with all the little Mexican senoritas he could or wanted to handle. Never telling his wife or anyone of this, he carried the perfect front of a perfect husband and loving father. Liking sex a bit rougher than most, he had to keep his preferences quiet to maintain his facade. Seeing this ripe perfect beauty, he found he could not resist her for another second and then approached her. The conversations and the simplicity of the others at the table bored Maria, but as Nate LaCross approached her, she looked up and sensed this was a good one. She didn't know how or why, but this man was perfect as he led her to a private table to chat, leaving his colleagues behind. They eyed him, knowing about his marriage and children, knowing he had an impeccable reputation and wondered what he was doing. Excusing himself from there just barely starting conversation, he returned to the table with his colleagues and said he would return shortly. Telling them she was one of his students in his classes that had requested an appointment with him, because she disagreed with a grade he had given her, which in truth she wasn't. Sitting back down with her, he smiled and said, I don't have much time, as I need to return to my other colleagues. I am a married man, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to talk with you briefly. Leaning forward into him, her nipples still hard, her breasts almost fully exposed he smelled her, as if she was made from heaven itself. My god!, he exclaimed to her privately, What perfume are you wearing? She smiled and peeked up while sipping on her Long Island Iced Tea and said, Perfume? I am not wearing any perfume. This is how I naturally smell., she finished with a sly, seductive smile, as she traced her pink tongue along her top lip. Look, I HAVE to meet you later. When will you be free from your friends?, he asked. Me, when am I free? Any time I choose., she said slightly giggling as her breast moved with the motion of her laugh. The question issss... when are you free from YOUR friends? This took him back a bit as excitement was building in him for her that he had never felt before and had to restrain himself and force himself to calm down and reduce his massive erection he had sitting here with her. Well, it is 8 p.m. right now. How about I meet you at the stop sign on Main street at 1030 later tonight? Smiling with confidence, she said, I would love to meet you there tonight at that time., she said as she rolled the straw around with her tongue while she simultaneously stuck her forefinger into her drink and then opened up her mouth slowly and sucked her finger in front of him. By God woman, you are driving me crazy! I have to have you! I will pick you up in my car at that intersection and, if you can, wear a long coat so no one will notice you., he suddenly burst out to her quietly. I think I can manage that, she said to him with a wink and then he was off to his table, the erection contained for the moment. Following the same, Maria returned to her friends table. They were all grateful she had returned and at both tables, each of the parties returned to their regular conversations. At ten, Maria, stood slowly up, Elizabeth was completely drunk and being her regular routine, she was whoring herself to all the boys, but again, so were the other girls with them at the table. All the guys eyes stopped as Maria stood up and watched her. Excusing herself as being tired, much to all of their disappointment, she picked up her tiny purse and walked out the door. Nate saw her leave and discretely felt excitement in himself, as he would wait until ten twenty to leave. Walking back to her dorm room, she found one her old nasty shabby long black jackets and put it on and then walked to the intersection. Almost pacing in his mind, counting the minutes as they passed, at ten twenty, he stood up and said, Well, I really need to be going home and get back to my wife. This third trimester of her pregnancy is hard for her and I need to be there for her. All understanding, he paced himself slowly to leave and as soon as the door was closed, he couldn't get to his car fast enough to get in and meet her. He would take her to a nice hotel room and spend hours taking her in all the ways he hid and loved to do. Standing at the stop sign, a new cream colored infinity drove up, as Nate poked his head out saying, Hello!, with desire burning in his eyes. Looking at him and smiling, covered in that awful jacket, she got in the passenger side and put on her seat belt while looking at him and running her fingers through her hair and opening up her coat to expose herself and her dress. Tracing the lines and curves of her body before they had even taken off, she cupped her full breasts and said, Mmmm, hello there again., and he smiled at her, unable to restrain his erection in his pants or his heart racing for her this time. Seeing that he was so ready for her, as they took off driving to a nice hotel, she took off her seat belt and began to kiss his shoulders, rubbing his manhood and nimbly undoing his pants, releasing the constraints of his hard-on. She then descended down on him, filling her mouth with him sucking hard and perfectly, driving him crazy and he ran his hands into her hair and pressed on her head the rhythm he liked as she sucked and sucked on him. Finally, without even making it to the hotel, he exploded, unloading into her mouth, as she sucked it all up and swallowed it all in front of him. I hope that isn't all you have, 'Nate',, she said, emphasizing his name, because I am very very hungry and I want you badly., she finished as she looked up at him, licking her lips. Oh god, no, it isn't, baby. We are going to have a lot of fun tonight., he said, pleased by her question and desire. He then went in and rented a room while she waited in the car and upon returning, he showed her the card key to their room for the night while smiling at her with lust. Unlocking the door, she walked in as he held the door for her. Immediately following her, he shut the door behind her, double checking the lock. At the same time she took off that jacket and bent over, thighs slightly spread and laid the jacket neatly across the chair. The slightest view of her hairless pussy showed, which almost made his cock jump out of his pants on his own and he immediately took her by the hips, undoing his pants, releasing himself, dropping his pants and began to finger her wet, sweet scented pussy and full breasts as he worked out of the rest of his pants. Moaning, she bent over for him more, spreading her thighs as he led his head to her pussy and pushed it in hard, deep and fast, beginning to fuck her. My god!, the thought to himself as she was so incredibly tight and it felt like she was milking him with every motion. Looking down as he entered her again and again, he spotted blood. Are you on your period?, he asked her. No, I am not., she said with a moan and a laugh. Then why are you bleeding?, he asked, as sweat dripped off him continuing to plowed into her again and again. Because, Nate, I was a virgin, silly!, she told him. Oh my god, you just gave me your virginity?, he said to her, which excited him more and he came again exploding inside her. Now that he had relieved himself inside her twice, feeding her, her lust and desire, Maria turned around and pulled off his shirt, kissing him passionately while she worked his manhood into hardness again. Taking off her dress, standing naked, being the vision of perfection in front of him, she now decided it was her turn to take charge and crawled on the bed and opened her thighs before him as she rubbed herself and her breasts. Not being able to take it any more, Nate climbed on top of her, hard and ready pushing himself into her again. God, she feels as if she is milking me even more and I can't resist her., as his passions for rougher sex began to find release. Pounding deeply into her again and again, he restrained her arms and told her, You are a stupid whore, even if you are or were a virgin, I will work you here over and over until you beg and beg me to give you a break. Smiling at this, she felt Nate take her by the legs and lift her legs up high as he watched himself enter her again and again and then suddenly, as if crazed, sweat dripping from him, he flipped her over and jammed himself into her while she was on all fours. Smiling and moaning, egging him on, she asked, Do want more?, and with this she reached behind her and spread her ass open, inviting him. Fuck yea, you bitch!, as he smacked her hard on the ass and grabbed a wad of her hair in his hands, pulling her head backward, making her moaning sounds strained and then took his length and pushed the head into the virgin tight entrance of her ass. Mmmmm that's it, Nate, fuck my ass, baby, fuck it hard! and with that it drove him once again to the point of no return and came again, feeding her once more with his life essence and cum. Laying back from temporary exhaustion, Nate laid on the bed, breathing deeply and heavy. Thinking she would be sore and exhausted, he was surprised when she came up from his legs approaching him again, and started rubbing her full ripe breasts against his falling dick. Breaking all hygienic rules, which don't apply to succubi, Maria began to suck his cock again, forcing it to get hard again. My God, Maria! Can you give me a couple of minutes first?, he asked. Looking up at him, her mouth full of him, she pulled off for a second looking at him deeply into his soul and said, You are hard as a rock in my mouth, so why don't you ask your manhood, whether it wants a break, because that isn't the message I'm getting. Then she moved upward and began to straddle him, rubbing against her over and over and finally raised up and came down, forcing him inside her, milking him yet again. She could see he was getting tired and would be of no use to her soon so she worked hard on him, thrusting her hips and moving them in just the right ways until she could finally feel her own orgasm coming while she rubbed herself at the same time and he ended up cumming again deep inside her as she came. In that moment of orgasm, knowing he would be of no use to her after this, she put her hands around his neck and began to squeeze. He had fed her enough and given her enough strength to be much stronger than him. As he came, so did the last breath he would take, as she choked the life out of him, sending his soul straight to his new Lord Satan. The court applauded while Lord Satan smiled as he watched beautiful Maria be the first one to give him a soul in the game. Laughter erupted as Nate's soul, appeared naked and in the human form as he knew himself to be while living, on the floor right before Lord Satan. Looking around in shock, he asked, Where am I and what happened? Smiling slyly at Nathaniel LaCross, Lord Satan said, My dear Maria was first to score a point in the game, giving your soul to me in hell for all of eternity!!! Shock was all over his face, Wait, I'm dead and Satan is real? Now bursting out in laughter, Lord Satan said, Of course! Now, as I said before you are mine for eternity! You will spend all of that eternity under my command and as my servant and in your own personal hell., and with that, and screams of protest coming from LaCross, his body began to fade and disappear, as a dozen hands appeared from below the black marble floor and pulled him down. Maria, seeing that he was finished, dressed again, put on her coat and quietly slipped out of the hotel room, walking home happily. Once she arrived at her dorm, her roommate still not home, she undressed, put her clothes in the dirty clothes hamper, showered and went to sleep full and happy. Nataniel LaCross' body was found the next day in the hotel room by the maid. The police came and could find no evidence or clues, leaving everything a mystery, even to his eight month pregnant old wife. She didn't work and was an emotional wreck. The need to take care of her three year old and the new baby coming is the only thing that kept her together. With no idea how she would survive financially and being in mourning, she begged her parents for money. Months went by and one afternoon, she got a call from his insurance company. She was the survivor and inheritor of his one million dollar insurance policy as they had finalized their investigation. Getting out of the cab, Brittney knocked on her parents door. Living in the elite and most expensive section of houses in the suburbs, she watched yet again the reluctant cab driver drive away. Smiling to herself with a bit of sadistic pleasure at toying with men's desires, she checked her watch. Six fifty p.m. exactly. She always preferred being a little early than a little late. Wearing a long, solid black, silk strapless gown that cinched just under her breasts, flowing downward from there made Brittney feel spectacular. At the point where the dress cinched, a large diamond pendant was placed and a long slit reaching from the floor to her high upper thigh allowed air to flow through the floor length silk dress that conformed to her figure and moved with her and against her as she moved. Loving this feeling also, this dress made her more aware of her own body and the fabric blended against her pale skin. Her hands and arms were dressed in high black gloves that went over her elbow with her diamond studded watch on her left wrist and bracelets of diamond and onyx, Victorian style encircled her right wrist. Long and flowing blond hair was bound perfectly in a french twist as matching Victorian diamond dangling earrings adorned her ears, as a matching necklace draped in double strands over her chest with the center diamond of the bottom layer lying just above her slight cleavage. Walking in black six inch stiletto heels with straps across her ankles, she strode in gracefully as her mother opened the door for her. Darling, you look beautiful!, her mother declared and reached to hug her gently, so as not to mess the outfit or her makeup. I haven't seen you look this nice in so long, yet even now there is something extra about you that is wonderful! You smell wonderful, too!, she continued. Let me get your father so we can take a picture before the limousine picks us up at eight. Can I offer you a cocktail while we're waiting? Yes, please., Brittney responded with a bright smile. A martini, mom, and you know how I like them. That's my girl., her mother said as she mixed her martini and handed it to her. Sitting gently on the couch, she was graceful as a light breeze in her movements, being careful not to let it be known she was wearing no undergarments with her dress. Always a lady., she said to herself while sipping her martini and waiting. After finishing her cocktail and her mother and father finally ready, they took their family picture and entered the limo to the formal dinner for the Senator. Her chair pulled out for her and then her mother by her father, they both took their seats at the banquet table as the Senator took the head of the table and his wife sat next to him. Drinks, hors-d'uvres, and the beginning of a seven course meal began. Talk was of politics, some gossip, memories, and future goals were all exchanged throughout the length of the table as everyone eyed Brittney. Finally, at one point, the Senator asked, Mr. and Mrs. Haste, I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting your beautiful guest before. Laughing a bit, Mr. Haste said, I can't believe it, feeling a bit tipsy, have you forgotten my lovely daughter Brittney already? Looking a bit shocked as his eyes were filled with lust, he responded, Well, I suppose I may have indeed as she has become quite a rare beauty and is a wonderful addition to our table tonight. It is a pleasure to see you again, Brittney. Coyly looking at him, with a gently seductive smile on her face, she returned the compliment, and I am honored to be amongst such wonderful company after such a long time. Looking at the Senator, all eyes were on her as she broke the eye contact with the Senator and fully scanned the table towards all the guests. To her surprise and wonder, the owner of the art gallery, the finest in New York was there. He had been rude and cruel to her as she submitted her paintings and she remembered him well. Making eye contact with him, she nodded her head in a demure manner and when no one was looking, she gave him a sly wink. I do believe I may have met you before, sir., she said to him. Not knowing or recognizing her like this, he said, as his heart raised in his chest at gaining her attentions, I am sorry, but I don't recall meeting you before and, if I had, I certainly would have remembered. Deep down inside him was his desire for little boys, very young little boys, and had abducted several, murdering them when he was finished. Living this double life, he didn't understand how he could possibly be attracted so strongly to a fully grown woman of such intelligence and beauty, but he let it pass and loved chatting with her. As the evening grew late, they wandered off into small groups for conversations before the night came to an end. Brittney and the gallery owner, James Duncan, ended up chatting for quite some time as he found himself unable to resist her and she seemed to dote on his every word, smelling of spring flowers all about her. I know I am being forward and it is so late already, but would you like to meet me sometime for a drink?, she asked him. Again, unable to resist her, he almost jumped at this invitation, keeping himself calm while trying not to look at her figure within the dress and how the dress and her accessories only emphasized a beauty that needed none. The eager hardness for her, he constantly was working on suppressing. Sure., he said trying to act casually, but she could feel his excitement and for some reason knew he was the one she wanted, not knowing how or why. Smiling a beautiful erotic smile, she said, Let me get your cell number and I'll call you tomorrow to find out your schedule and we can make arrangements. Handing her his personal cell that he never gives anyone, Brittney thanked him and leaned forward into him, letting him fully take in her scent and whispered in his ear,I can't wait., as she then kissed his cheek and gently kissed his mouth. His thick black cropped hair and muscular body, still looking in his twenties at the age of forty, he breathed deeply as she finished her kiss and looked deep into her blue eyes and amazing bone structure with his deep brown eyes and said, I can't wait to hear from you., as he returned her eagerness in looking forward to their meeting. It was late, almost one a.m. by the time they were all finished and they took their limo home. From there, she hugged her parents, thanking them for a wonderful night and had a cab pick her up and take her home. Finally getting home, she was looking forward to the events to come as she was planning on stopping by his gallery unexpected tomorrow and have him as she wanted to. The sun, beaming across her body, finally making it to her eyes from her open curtains finally woke Brittney up. Stretching her body, from the tip of her toes to the tip of her fingers, squealing in delight, she finally sat up in bed, looking forward to today's plans. Feeling a deep hunger that no food could satisfy, she got up and began to admire herself in her full length mirror, contemplating what she would wear today. After a luxurious shower, and pleasuring herself with thoughts of what she would do, she pulled out her new goody bag with a towel on her hair and her body just barely dried. Hmmm..., she said to herself, just wondering about what she was specifically in the mood for and the right attire, and what she would wear on the outside to hide what she she would be wearing underneath. First, loving the ball gag and the leather mask to go over his face, she put them to the side. Next she picked for herself the women's platform, black, thigh high Mistress boots with fishnet thigh high stockings. Next a wet looking skintight facial mask for her, that covered her entire head down to her neck, but her face, and a black Gothic wet look PVC dress that was open in the rear, with the bottom hemline right in line with where her backside cheeks started and belts that ran across her ass and climbed up her feline figure to clasp around her neck. A simple PVC garter was all she needed to hold up her hose. She then pulled out her whip, handcuffs and ropes, leash and collar. No panty would be needed and would only be in the way. The idea of completely humiliating him, forcing him to cum again and again, against his will, completely humiliating him almost made her giddy with excitement. He won't be needing anything to wear, nor will I allow him to as I make him do what I want, how I want and when I want., Brittney thought sweetly, remembering his cold cruel rejection of her art before he met the real her the night before. A long, leather trench coat with a hood, she chose to wear, to cover her attire as she went to his gallery and had him where, how and the ways she wanted him. Finally pulling out her double-edged dagger, she started to get dressed, enjoying every moment of preparation. Ending with her finishing makeup, she brushed her full, long blond hair out and pulled it to one side, as it would be tucked tightly in her head covering and finally her over the elbow PVC gloves, where she tucked her dagger. Calling a cab, Brittney slipped out of her building fully dressed and fully hidden. Not even the cab driver got to see her face, but only feel her energy, presence and smell her as she smoothly said, Thank you., and stepped like a large cat of prey, out of the cab and she handed him a nice amount for the ride, as she was in such a good mood. Looking at her watch, it was about one thirty p.m. as she strode into his gallery and demurely began to look at his works of art he displayed. A small bell rang on the door as she entered, letting him know someone had entered and within 10 minutes, he was behind her, greeting her, not fully aware of who she was yet. As her scent and silky voice began to affect Mr. Duncan and a slow recognition began to emerge in his mind, he said, Brittney? Is that you? I am so glad you're here! Do you like my works of art. I am the most selective and pristine buyer in all of New York!, he said with pride. Without even looking at her, the very presence of her made his heart start pounding. I thought we would contact by phone to set up a date and here I find you in my grand gallery the very next day, so unexpectedly!, he told her. I am an art lover and couldn't resist the opportunity to look at what you have displayed and for sale here., she told him, still with her back turned. Backing up, as if to get a better view of the painting, Brittney came within inches of James, letting him take in her full presence and scent which drove him almost mad with desire. You are carrying such a large purse compared to the one at the dinner last night., he noticed. Hmmm indeed., she replied,. I carry different purses for different occasions, as she backed up against him fully, gently breathing heavy, as she rubbed her back side against him. Hard as rock he was before she even did this and puzzled, as he was not normally attracted to women, she asked him without turning, Do you have someplace private where we may chat?, she asked him purring. Well, I have my office and that is private, he told her. Knowing that wasn't the full truth somehow, Brittney responded, No, I wish you had a larger private room as I am eager to spend time with just you for a while. Alright, alright, that would be perfect, as he locked the shops door and turned the sign to Closed. I have a very private room in the basement that I think we would enjoy. Taking the stairs downward into his hidden sanctuary of torture, his fingers shook with excitement as his erection for her felt almost uncontrollable. Following him carefully and slowly, she kept her head bowed until they entered the room and feeling sly as he thought himself to be, locked the door. Coming up behind her, he began to rain kisses upon her from outside her coat, loving the way her body felt in his hands and made him want to take her right now. Turning towards him, still not making face contact and covered in her jacket, she descended to her knees and began to undo his pants and pull out his rock hard manhood. Why don't you show me your face?, he asked her, as she pulled him finally out and began to roll his head around her tongue and cup his balls in her hand. She was hungry and needed to be fed before she could begin the rest of her plans. Opening her mouth, painted in deep red lipstick, she wrapped her beautiful mouth around his manhood and began to suck him hard and eagerly, bringing him to orgasm quickly as he filled her mouth, her purring as his life essence and energy filled her with strength and sustenance. As he came, she pulled her hood back and looked up at him, then slowly took off her jacket, showing him her entire outfit. Unable to find the words, being in shock from her appearance, temporarily invigorated, she quickly grabbed him before he knew what was happening and her strength pulled him to two iron bars, unknowingly, the same place he tied up his victims. Deftly locking one wrist on to the first bar with her cuffs, she spotted a second pair of cuffs on the second and tied his hands to that also. Screaming in protest, she put the ball gag into his mouth and covered his face with his mask, as she tied his legs to the bars also, thighs spread. Terrified as he was, it didn't stop him from getting incredibly hard again fast from the anticipation and excitement brewing in him. Taking out her dagger, she slowly began to cut off all his clothes, a piece at a time, leaving him fully naked before her and Brittney fully out of her out fit now. Taking out her whip, she struck him several times, leaving welts on his body, almost ready to bleed as she once again descended on his hardness and started sucking. She liked to show him how dirty and disgusting he was as she would feed off him. After the first strikes, she yanked his head back and pulled off his head mask, showing him her full self, as she strutted in front of him next, casually beating the whip with one hand into her other, You are a disgusting snob and I hate you. You will do what I say, when I say and how. Do you hear me? Paralyzed from the sudden onslaught and her words, something deep inside him rendered him immobile as he shook his head in obedience.