possession is nine tenths of the law

Krell moved one hand to finger her Mistress slit as she sucked her clit as if trying to feed upon it. She let her other hand move to her own pussy, needing to feel something inside her. Krell hungered for cock even more as she sucked and teased her Mistress's clit, treating it like the biggest juiciest cock on the planet.

Feona's head snapped back as she cried out in pleasure as the slender finger slide in and out of her easily. Her back arched as those luscious lips hungrily sucked on her throbbing engorged clit. Her legs spread even wider as her hand on the back of Krell's head urged her on. Feona's pussy was leaking her aromatic juices constantly.

"More Slut! More!" she gasped, her pussy aching for more fingers, "Don't stop! Ooooooh!"

Her thick warm tongue lapped greedily at her slit taking every precious drop down her throat. She realized so many things were possible between women and with a glint in her eyes added a second finger inside her mistress. There were other hard thick things besides a cock that could satisfy her hunger.

She loved the way her pet hungrily lapped up her juices, not wanting a single drop to escape, "Lick me, yes, lick it all up!" she mewled, her hand leaving Krell's head to grope her own breast and pinch its rock hard nipple.

"Oh Yes!" she cried out as the second finger slid inside her velvety folds, stroking the flames within higher and higher. Feona's head was rolling from side to side as she moaned wantonly.

It didn't take the hungry demoness long before Feona screamed in ecstasy, her body shuddering as the first wave of her orgasm drenched the woman's face before her lips latched on to her gushing cunt, gulping down each successive wave.

Spent for the moment, she collapsed back onto the bed, chest heaving heavily, her face flush with pleasure.

Krell added a third finger, then her pinky as her mistress's orgasm opened up her body to Krells exploration, her mouth devoured every drop of juice, sucking the swollen clit hard, as if to draw sustenance from it. She was glad her host had slender wrists, as she tucked her thumb into her hand and with a gentle twist slide her hand into her mistress, finding the swollen g-spot and roughly massaging it. Her mistress lush pussy wrapped around her slender wrist as she fed on the sexual pleasure.

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Feona gasped, watching as the fingers continued to fuck her, then a third, a fourth... and then the whole hand was inside her beckoning wet cunt. Her legs were spread as far as her lithe body would stretch them, slowly rising higher and higher as her demon fucked her, twitching in pleasure. Her mouth was wide open as she rapidly gasped for air as she watched Krell suck hard on her clit, Feona's flush face was twisted in pleasure.

With Krell's expert touch inside her, the pressure inside her was swelling, lust was burning inside her! She was so close!

"Hah hah hah..." she was gasping, "Oh hah hah..."

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Krell delicately nibbled on the swollen clit, wanting to drive my mistress crazy with pleasure, as it only makes her taste sweeter. My hand ever so gently moving inside her, the fingers roughly rubbing the spongey spot, hoping her mistress would squirt. Krell wanted to be fucked and hoped she would please her mistress enough to get fucked.

"Yes Mistress," she cooed as she sucked and nibbled on her swollen clit while fisting her.

She let out a groan of frustration as Krell slowed her ministrations, stringing her along. Feona's moaned and gasped needily. Her need to orgasm was more intense than anything she had ever felt, as her face clearly reflected. It took all her willpower not to beg and whimper for the release she craved as Krell cooed seductively to her.

Krell sensed her need, and thrust harder, twisting her wrist so she was providing a screwing sensation, making sure her fingers and knuckles rubbed roughly on the spot inside her mistress. Patiently waiting for payback as she fucked her mistress hard and tender all at once. Rough and loving in each and every sweet hard movement of her wrist sliding in and out, seeing how deep she could shove her arm into her mistress

Moans turned into unintelligible cries as Krell began her screwing motion, thrusting deeper and deeper each time. The sensation unlike anything she had felt...ever...and she had been fisted many times before. But this screwing motion was new...and the way she hit that spot roughly every time...she was rough yet loving...

With an elbow deep thrust into her core, she cried out to the ceiling, and throughout her mansion. Muscles clench on the arm inside her, holding it deep inside as though it were a cock. Her lust sprayed out around the limb, blast after blast for several minutes as her whole being shook.

Her body lay on the bed, coated with a thick sheen of sweat, relishing the feeling of fullness as she drifted down from her most intense orgasm ever.

Krell gently backed down as her mistress came back to her senses, coaxing her to flood her tongue more. Krell had never tasted anyone so sweet in her life and Krell had eaten a great many cocks and cunts. She wondered if her mistress would release her slippery wrist as she looked up at her Mistress.

"Have I pleased you?" she asked contrite and cocky all at the same time.

Feona couldn't help but moan as her pet continued to lick her, coaxing more of her liquid lust onto her tongue.

She looked down, between her own rising and falling mounds at her pet. Krell had been worth every penny and every second of her time and money.

"Yes my beautiful demonic Slut, yes, you pleased me very much," she husked.

With a groan of emptiness she released Krell's arm from her sweet folds, only to moan as a hot wet tongue slid inside her stretched pussy, licking her velvety walls. With a finger, Feona motioned Krell to come to her. Once the demoness loomed tantalizingly over her, she took that cum drenched arm, placing it between their mouths. Her tongue extended and she began to lick and suck that pleasure giving member as though it were a massive cock. Her eyes locked with Krell's encouraging her to help clean her Mistress's juices off it.

Feona finished with sucking each of those slender fingers (and thumb) clean. Releasing the arm, she buried her hand into Krell's long blond hair, pulling her in for a kiss, it was tender yet passionate as her tongue delved into the demoness's mouth, exploring it, tasting herself mixed with the flavor of her mouth, and dancing with Krell's tongue.

Breaking the kiss, she began to lick and kiss Krell's beautiful face as she cleaned it of her juices. Briefly, she would pause to tongue dance with her pet between their mouths. If this had been a porno, the camera would have been zoomed into watch those slender tongues in their erotic dance.

Krell put all her effort into the kiss, teasing and playing, while letting her Mistress know how much she wanted to be fucked, to have Mistress Feona claim her body completely. She bared her neck, knowing she should be prepared to be fed upon at any time and her mistress seemed to prefer the source at her neck. There were many other places she could feed, and Krell eagerly anticipated the pleasure of having her mistress dine upon her.

Her pet was ready, willing, and eager for her turn, and eager to be fed upon again. This pleased Feona very much. Her hand left Krell's hair and both hands went to her sexy bottom, caressing and kneading it tenderly before she slowly dragged her nails up it and her back, causing Krell to shiver. Feona smiled as their tongues continued to play with each other, dragging her nails back down, up, and down. She gave the left cheek a playful swat, then the right.

Her lips descended, licking, kissing and nipping every part of the bared neck over and over. She teasingly scrapped her fangs against the soft flesh. She could feel her pulse beating rapidly, she could smell her intoxicating blood through her skin. It was tempting, very tempting, but she resisted, waiting to for her pet's blood to become saturated with hormones and pleasure.

She then moved onto the shoulders, then working her way down to those gorgeous melons dangling, eager for her touch. Feona licked, kissed, sucked and nipped them, skirting around the massive aroused nipples. She breathed hotly on one, then the other, back and forth, taunting her.

Krell stood still for a moment, briefly absorbed in the sensations of her Mistress's mouth upon her flesh, then her hands moved to caress what she could, gentle encouraging as her body moved to offer as much as possible to her Mistress. Krell had never been submissive, she had played innocent before to seduce another innocent, but Feona was as far from innocent as they come. Krell was thoroughly enjoying this exploration of flesh on flesh, knowing it would only get better with time.

Her tongue flicked each nipple dangling above her before lavishing them, licking and flicking the taut peaks. Her fingers ran up and down Krell's sides, feather light. Her lips descended upon the right peak, sucking gently before switching to the left. Each time she switched, she sucked a little harder, occasionally nipping them. The hands caressed the the demon's smooth taut belly with that same light touch. Before long, she was sucking those wonderful peaks hard, her tongue teasing them as she sucked. Feona could have lost herself in those mounds, something about them was subtly addicting.

krell loved having her tits sucked, it was perhaps her one weakness in any form, feeling the blood get pulled to the surface, enjoying her new mistress abusing her body and getting all slippery wet from just the tit play.

"Oh lord yes Mistress, suck me."

Feona was only too happy to oblige, she was suckling those large mammaries hard, as if trying to nurse from them. The flavor of her pet's skin was addictive, and she hadn't even buried her face between her legs yet, having only sampled the divine ambrosia back at the club. Her nails were digging in to the side of Krell's ribs as she held those breasts over Feona's hungry lips. She suckled harder as the intoxicating aroma of the demoness's arousal flowed over her, she suckled them for all she was worth.

The only flaw was that she had two breasts while Feona only had one mouth. Krell gasped feeling her juices trailing down her legs, her fingers running through the silky smooth strands of her mistresses hair, her nails occasionally raking her scalp, massaging her head, knowing how sensitive and underutilized the scalp was.

It felt good to have a woman's fingers running through her hair, something not many of her lovers did. She moaned into the breast she was suckling as those fingers began to massage her scalp, sending pleasant vibrations into it. Only one other, her favorite of her remaining mortal lovers, a masseuse did that.

God she had forgot how good that felt!

Her hand moved to cup the breast the free breast, squeezing and kneading it. The other hand moved to her pet's butt, mimic the squeezing and kneading of the other hand.

She pinched one engorged nipple as she bit down hard on the other, careful not to break the skin, before returning to their previous ministrations as another playful swat struck her ass cheek. Feona's finger began circling her pet's tender rosebud teasingly with her nail.

Krell gasped, nails raking the scalp occasionally. Unsure of why she so desperately wanted to please her Mistress, figuring it was part of the magical bonding. Her legs parted aching for her mistresses touch, gasping as her clit was barely touched.

"Yes Mistress Feona, please," she moaned one hand sliding to caress one ear, using her knowledge of pressure points to make her Mistress feel more pleasure.

Those fingers were like magic on her scalp, soothing her yet energizing her at the same time. The finger that had been teasing her bud slid down between their bodies, rubbing her pet's slick slit and clit, sensing her pet's need.

"Please what my horny Slut?" she asked as she briefly tore her lips from its perch before latching it back on to her breast. Her brown lust filled eyes opened, watching her Slut's expression.

"Fuck me Mistress Feona," her voice was low and husky, "I should mention this body is innocent," she wondered if Feona would like the taste of a torn hymen. Figuring better to be prepared as she shuddered in delight at her mistress's teasing touch.

It took several moments for that to register.

Innocent? Her?

"Innocent?" she stared up at Krell, dumbfounded, "A girl with a killer body like this," her hands roved Krell's body, the right hand smearing her juices along, "Innocent?"

At Krell's affirmation, Feona's dumbfounded look shifted to a hungry thoughtful smile, "Innocent..." she repeated, her eyes going slightly out of focus as she pondered this news. Thinking back to when she fed on Krell and her host, she did taste the innocence, but she had figured it was just part of Krell's infusion into the host. Innocence was highly prized, even more so by her kind than humans. Their blood was sweeter to begin with, and to the one who took their innocence, it retained it's flavor where as to others it lost that extra quality. It also bonded the innocent to the dhampir (or vampire) who took it if they fed upon the innocent as they took it. The former innocent, if the innocence was freely given, became more in tune with the dhampir, always aware of their presence... and the sex got even better. It did come at a price though, both parties became fixated on each other, no more sleeping around without the other willing to go along with it. And should the trust of the innocent be broken, their blood tasted so horrible it was like a horrible case of food poisoning. Furthermore, the death of either struck the other like a terrible blow, often resulting in suicide of the surviving partner.

Most did not choose this final bonding, cherishing their freedom to sleep with however many mortals they wished, and avoiding the risks. Instead they chose to keep the mortal innocent, feeding off them and pleasuring them without taking that innocence.

Of these problems, only the last concerned her. Krell was a demonic slut, she had no problems with sleeping around, not that Feona planned to do much of that now that she had Krell. Trust? The only thing Krell had to trust her about was fucking her often, honoring her promise to let her perform if she behaved, and letting her change what Feona called her as long as she behaved.

Only the last part...

Krell's host would be harder to kill than she was before, she knew that from her research. The more she thought about it, the more she realized she would probably die of boredom without her demoness after tonight. Krell seemed devoted to her already, and she was already feeling something toward her.

Then there was the rare and extremely prized torn hyman.

She frowned. Krell wasn't the innocent, the stripper was. Would she have to keep her happy, Krell, or both?

Her eyes came back onto focus on Krell's face, her hands cupping and kneading Krell's breasts, "How is you host feeling? Is she enjoying this?" she asked, rolling the gum drop sized nipples between her fingers as she scooted back up a little, leaning up to kiss her passionately.

Krell focused inward, "She's nervous, and excited. I think she has lesbian tendencies, which is how she stayed chaste." Krell hoped this wasn't going to be a problem but virginity was such a big deal among all sorts, in fact in general Krell wouldn't have been able to take a chaste host, but the strength from her earlier encounter and lack of impregnation in that encounter had given her an extra boost.

"Would you like me to allow you to speak with her? I can submerge for a short while, though I sense she might struggle." Krell would general submerge during work hours so her host could do the dreary functions of work, though she enjoyed making the strippers get turned on by the simplest things while they danced.

Krell wanted to be completely possessed by Feona but sensed a relunctance, and hoped it would be a small barrier like her host's tight hymen.