A Summoning of Lust: The Return of Annashendi (closed)

[scribe_m]

Diane felt a terror within the depths of her soul. A long-dormant compelling within her had drove her to retrieve a foul book in their long-abandoned manor, used but once a century ago. She had read the book, and found out that this day what separated her world from the hellish other was weak and now was the time. She would bring back Annashendi and complete the ritual her "father" had failed so many years before.

She had the gift of immortality. It was a present from her "late" father, whose voice she could hear still whispering and chuckling in the back of her mind. She knew that her sister had to live until this day, and had force-fed her the foul blackened sperm that she produced from the cursed thing that would emerge from between her thighs. Yet she loved her sister dearly, as much as she hated the fate of these last hundred years.

Her sister was Nadia. Diane held a grudge that Nadia was willing to throw her own sister aside to placate the demoness Annashendi. Yet, now, it was Nadia who was the servant, the snivelling creature broken to Diane's every whim. It was Diane who took father's resources, sustained them, and built this twentieth century psychiatric hospital that remains to this day. Nadia was a broken thing, a recepticle to Diane's frequent needs, and the black come that came forth.

But Annashendi would return tonight. And Diane so loved her sister. So Diane prepared an elaborate plot. The book hinted that a virgin could also be sacrificed, so Diane searched for one in lieu of her sister. Demons prize unsullied souls, yet no demon could provide another with a mere virgin. They were too tempting to foul, almost consumed on the spot. But the ancient magics of demons were not a modern day hospital database of personal records. Diane had to find the right person. Not only was the sexual activity of a patient not always noted, but her psychological condition required her to remain at the hospital until the ceremony was to begin. Diane had found such a person, and as research director, could take personal interest in a subject without arousing too much suspicion. Curious medicines would do the rest.

And so our souls were assembled. At a disused medical lab built just for this summoning, Diane muttered words from the book in a voice Nadia had not heard for too many forgotten decades. A a meek young woman groggily woke up from a drug-induced stupor that had tamed her for years. And a hideous light began to appear within a circle inscribed with ancient symbols.

Annashendi had returned.


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[Pywakit]

Annashendi

It had been years, centuries, since Annashendi had felt the call from the Realm of Flesh. She knew that the world had moved on from superstition and had found a new faith in the god known as science, that the old ways had fallen into disuse, and that the Modern World was a fast-moving place that had little time for tradition. She'd learned as much from the numerous souls that passed through her realm. The damned had, if anything, increased in number, and as a result there was hardly a dearth of things to do in Hell these days. Yet still... the succubus missed those times when a proud wizard would call her up and demand sex or service from her... for most times, those calls ended with freshly harvested souls. And she did so want to see what those busy little mortals had been up to for the past several hundred years.

So it was with great excitement that, one day, hundreds of years after she had last visited the mortal realm, that she felt that strangely familiar tugging at her essence. The tugging indicating that someone was attempting to call her. She didn't fight it. She let the summons take her, and in a flash, she felt the rawness of the Realm of Flesh encase her.

As the flash of light faded, Annashendi looked upon the modern world for the first time.

 

[scribe_m]

Diane had put on her ceremonial dress. It was diaphanous, flowing. Delicious silks sewn were together to expose her lean frame. A little cheating here and there to emphasize and sculpt her near-perfect body. Warm oils had been applied so her body would glisten and glow, a tasty treat to be relished by her long lost mistress.

"My lady," she began, a trembling just undetectable in her voice. "I present to you an offering so that I may escape this mortal plane." She held up the black book. "I am prepared, as the ritual asks, to sacrifice what is most needed and dear to my heart. My own sister, nutured with my own spunk, has remained immortal for all these years. I have groomed her to fulfill her potential, a toy who will pleasure her mistress."

She paused. "But the book tells me that demons seek the virgin, a broken one even more. I present to you one who will especially please you. She is of this age, and I'm sure the novelty of this time will be of interest of you."

She swallowed. "As is the ritual for the book, I am prepared and desire to share my energies with you. I wish to partake in the carnal lust my captives will provide to you, mistress. I have long missed your unholy pleasure a century past."

She pulled on the leashes of the two submissive women and handed them to Annashendi.


OOC: icu and Devious, you two can post backgrounds or flashbacks of your characters, as well as what your characters are thinking of when a full-fledged demon appears in what should be a hospital labratory! Looking forward to an enjoyable four-way... or any surprises Py has for us, lol.


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[ALittleDevious]

Nadia has spent so long dreaming of the day she would see Annashendi again, to feel her use her body was like nothing else in this world. She spent many years letting her sister control her and do with her as she wished, just to see this day.

Oh she loved her sister, not like she should, but in her own way. Diane treated her like a slave, but Nadia didn't mind as long as she got a woman to taste every now and again. Once in a while her sister would even give her a woman of her own, and let her keep her in her room.

There once was a woman who I got to keep for over a year. I called her my toy. As much as I am a slave to Diane, this woman was a slave to me. We couldn’t do much but have sex, as we were always locked in my room, but she didn't complain, well not much after the first week.

She was scared and had never had sex before with another woman. That was okay with me, I taught her how to please me the way that I liked it, and in time she would lick and suck me like nobody ever has.

Ah yes there are many stories I could tell about the many years I served my sister, waiting for her to summon Annashendi again.

 

[Pywakit]

Annashendi

Annashendi levered her smoldering red gaze upon the woman who stood before her now and smirked. She recognized her, as much as she recognized the telltale stank of Aris' seed that still roiled within her.

"It's been long since I've been called here, Diane. Far too long. Why did you wait to bring me back here? Surely you had access to your father's books before this night, surely you could have called me any number of times before tonight. Yet you deigned to make me wait!"

Annashendi paced, almost like a caged animal, her tail whiping the air and her wings flaring in anger. At least, what appeared to be anger. In fact, Annashendi was incredibly excited at the prospect of what lay before her. She recognized Nadia as well, but for now didn't address the subservient sister. That would come soon enough.

"You tell me you have brought me a virgin, and that you wish to share your lusts with me. Yet I also sense that you've taken precautions against me. Are you afraid of me, Diane?"

 

[scribe_m]

"My lady," I apologized, lowering my head. "The times were not right, and the situation most grave. Our father had abandoned us, and we were left to fend for ourselves. My poor dear sister was most weak, and I had difficulty recovering from the pleasure... myself. The book only told us that certain times of this eon were right to beg of your appearance. But my body shall be part of the parcel to be yours tonight, as we engage upon a ceremony of lust and desire."

My hands gripped the subservient sacrifices firmly. One was my sister. The other our virgin toy. I led them into the circle, its flames flickering warm but harmless on our bodies. We stood in front of Annashendi. "Please take us, my mistress," I said.

OOC: icu's having computer problems, but we'll draw her in soon enough.


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[ALittleDevious]

My sister drew us closer, my wetness increasing as my mind goes back to the last time I was with Annashendi. I moan and begin trembling from the thoughts running through my head, to feel her use me again like she did before is almost too much for me to take.

"Annashendi, my body is yours to use as you wish, please allow me to please you." I begin to beg.

 

[Pywakit]

Annashendi

The succubus resisted the urge to take the beautiful women there and then, to drain them of their sexual energies and then their lives. It would have been but a drop in a bucket, and it had been so long since Annashendi had drank. Better to build their fevers, to bring them to the height of passion again and again, to sate her needs on them in a more controlled manner than a sudden fit of gluttony.

"You think that I'll let just any mortal sample the pleasures my body has to offer? Ridiculous. You must first prove to me that you have learned more about the art of lust, my beautiful subjects." She nodded at Nadia. "Diana, show me with your sister exactly what it is you want me to do to you. And none of that quiet meek stuff. I want to hear what you're feeling."

 

[icu1978]

Amber lay huddled at the end of her leash, a little drowzy and unsure of what was going on. she watched in horafied silence at what was happening infront of her. she was affraid to beleive what she was seeing and affraid that it could all be in her head and none of it was real. she licked her dry lips and closed her eyes for a moment sqweezing them shut before letting them slowly open again, but they where still there.


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ooc.. sorry about the delay everyone, i will be posting again maybe not everyday but i will be posting mostly at night.

Amber Merray
19
5ft3
100 pounds
hazel eyes
dark blonde hair that reaches just under her shoulders.
scars on her wrists and thighs

 

[scribe_m]

"My Lady," I said, prostrate to my mistress. "It is us who are your servants and shall do our best to please you." I took the leashes of my sister and our dear virgin. "I have trained these subjects in the art of submissive passion. Let me show you." I lay myself back on the altar, giving Annashendi full view of our lovemaking. I took my sister and the virgin by the collar, and kissed them, sharing our lips... tongues... mouths. I held them by the back of their head, and led their glossy lips to trail down my neck to my bosom, growing firm in anticipation. I placed their hands underneath my top, to fondle and play with my breasts. My head lay back, and my chest fell and rose. My breath was small but heavy. I hoped Annashendi could hear my rising heat. I then spoke, "Come, my children. Pleasure me as you would do our lady and mistress. Show her your ability to please. Please me, my dears."


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[ALittleDevious]

Already wet with desire to taste my sister again, I eagerly does as she commands. I slide down to her pussy, spreading her legs. I lick her clit as my hands spread her lips apart. I stick my tongue in her hole darting it in and out as her hips beginning to move.

Taking one hand, I slip a finger in replacing my tongue. I lick my lips and moan as I taste my sister's sweet juices.

 

[Pywakit]

Annashendi

The succubus watched, a grin on her scarlet lips and a sparkle in her glowing red eyes. She paced back and forth in her circle as the sex grew more heated, growing wet between the legs herself as she watched. It didn't take long before her arousal had grown to the point where she needed to do something about it. Nothing big, not yet. But something...

Her tail coiled around her leg, then up toward her pussy. Its bulbed tip, not unlike that of a budding rose, pressed against her and she spread her legs, standing apart as she entered herself. She hissed in pleasure, then spoke again.

"Talk, you worms. Tell me of how it feels to fuck your sister, to fuck your friend, and of how you wish it was me you were fucking."

 

[scribe_m]

"Mmmm..." I moan, pressing our dear virgin's lips against my breast. I hungrily use her, forcing my tit into her well-trained mouth. "Suck it! Suck it I say... show our Mistress what sort of slave you are..." I take her hand and pinch it arond my firm erect nipple. "Ummmm..." I moan, my body as hot as the room.

I rub her clitty, pinching, inserting a finger into her delightful little snatch. "Oh... our slave is nice and wet, isn't she? Do you like it? Do you like it, you dirty little slave? Has my sister taught you well?" I probe her snatch further, my thumb frigging against her clit. I avoid going in too deep, to avoid her hymen.

Meanwhile, my sister is at my pussy. I'm wet, but as soon as my juices flow, my sister immediately licks and sucks it up. My hips undulate under her writhing tongue. I take my finger from the virgin and press it into my sister's mouth. "How do you like tasting the virgin along with my pussy juices, hmm?" I ask. I then spread my legs even wider, and press her head into my snatch. "Oh, yes, that feels good... so good..." I moan.

"Oh, mistress... mistress..." I cry. "Please let me kiss you... please let me eat you... fuck my sister with your tail while I pleasure and lick you, my mistress..."


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[icu1978]

unsure of what was expected of her amber looked from the two girls on the table and to the frietening looking woman standing in the center of the room. she knew what they WANTED her to do, but she had never been with anyone man or women and it was a little scarey to be expected to do so now when she wasn't sure if she really wanted to. but the look on the scarey womens face really left no doubt in her mind let alone the tone of her voice, as to what she was supposed to be doing.

standing at the end of her leash on wobbly legs she looked down at the women that had been coming in to her room to visit with her for the last few monthes. silently she reached out her hand shaking as she placed it over the other womens breast. the breast under her palm was soft the skin like satin and gleamed like fresh milk. sqweezing softly she felt the nipple of the other womans breast pressing into her palm.

moving her hand so that she was cuping the breast with the nipple poking up at her she leaned over and flicked her tongue over the hard little nipple several times. tasting it before she took it into her mouth and began to suck on it. her other hand moved slowly taking a trail down her flat tummy until her fingers touched her slick folds. she could feel the sisters tongue and hot breath as she sucked and licked at the womens sweet nector. her fingers spread her nether lips open for the other girl making it easier for her to get what she desired.

looking up her eyes fell on the women standing in the center of the room. blushing she closed her eyes hoping she was doing this right and praying there would be no punishment for anything wrong she had done so far.

 

[Pywakit]

Annashendi

Annashendi watched the women pleasure each other silently at first, but it didn't take long for the scene, the musky smell of their sex, the wet sound of kissing and sucking and fingers sliding in wet holes to waken her own lusts. She moaned loudly, her crimson eyes never leaving the scene before her as she pressed against her own opening with her tail. She slid up inside herself, pressing and teasing those tender spots she knew so well, taking a foot of her own tail before she slid it out and snapped it like a whip. Spatters of demon nectar dredged from her cunt rained down upon the women.

"You wish to pleasure me? You think you can bring to me an orgasm? Fine then, mortal sluts. Just enter the circle on your hands and knees. You may do what you will with what you can reach on me, for as long as it pleases me... begin!"

 

[scribe_m]

"Mmmm... ohhhh..." Nadia moaned, feeling the virgin's lips on her nipple. Nadia felt the virgin spread her pussy lips, allowing Diana to suck and lick her further. Nadia pressed the virgin's hand against her clit and into her pussy, as she pressed the virgin's mouth against hers, and tasted her wet tongue.

Nadia could feel a stirring, a deep stirring within her core and betwixt her legs. She pulled back on the virgin's hands, tightly holding her wrist. She raised her dear sister's head and whispered, "We must save that for our mistress, mustn't we."

Nadia watched as Annashendi's lithe tail entered in and out of her steaming cunt. She had missed the feeling of the she-demon's pussy and yearned to touch it again. She led the two other women into the circle, slowly, enticingly, on her hands and knees.

"My sweets," she said to her sister and the virgin, "Pleasure our mistress as you did me. Savor her breasts and lick her skin." Nadia kneeled in front of Annashendi and parted her wet demonic lips. She breathed a breath of cool mortal air onto her hot firm clit.


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[icu1978]

do to unavoidable personable problems in my life i will be unable to be online for an uncertain amount of time. please move me along in the story or just kill my char.s off. i am very sorry and wish you all well.

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