Demon Sister (closed for Snow_Shy_Kitty1)

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Danielle laughed and put her hand on Kevin sleeve, leaning down just a bit to let him take a good look at the cleavage that her tight, low cut green dress showed off. Then she glanced back over her shoulder where her sister was getting a drink at the bar. "No, she's not my date. She's my sister. I thought I would show her a good time." A heavyset older man was standing beside her talking. "I should probably go rescue her from Barry."

Kevin put his hand on Danielle's hip and narrowed his eyes. "I'm sure she'll be fine on her own for a few minutes."

"You don't have me drunk enough for that yet, Kevin." She leaned into him and whispered, "But if you play your cards right, you will." She grinned at him mischievously. "Come on, let me introduce you to her."

"Of course," Kevin replied. Danielle turned so that her ass brushed against Kevin's hand that was still on her hip, then walked towards her sister.
 
Jasmine stood there wearing a simple black dress, her own large breasts fit snuggly in a bra under it, two curved horns gleaming as they stuck out of her blood red hair, a thin leathery tail protruding from her tailbone with a heart-shaped spade tip. The young half-succubus had hoped when her sister brought her there she'd meet a nice full succubus, but no such luck. She glanced at the man talking to her, her eyes flashing blood red, trying to scare him away, but it didn'tseem to work.
 
Danielle grinned when she saw the look in Jasmine's eyes. "Barry, honey," she said sweetly. "When a demon looks at you like that, it means she's going to eat you if you don't shut the fuck up and walk away." She glanced around the room to see if any of the new interns, pretty girls in their early 20's, had arrived, but they were no where in sight.

Barry flinched as if he had been in his own world and noticed the look in her eyes for first time. "I… Uh… Oh," he stammered. "My ex-wife used to give me that same look. I'm starting to think that she was a demon herself. I'm sorry dear."

Danielle shook her head and ran her fingers along one of Jasmine's horns, before leaning in and kissing her sister on the cheek, and whispering "I'm sorry about that, Jas," before turning towards Kevin. "Kevin, this is my sister Jasmine. Jasmine, my close friend Kevin." She raised an eyebrow at her sister. "Be nice."
 
The half-succubus, no longer shivering from her horn being touched, since it was a 'sensitive' area for her, turned to look at him with silver eyes that made her look almost blind. "Fine, sis. But I thought you said there would be succubi here." Jasmine looked at her sister with a rather annoyed look on her face.
She sighed and looked around herself again, spotting some women but instantly telling they were straight. Her demon tail was flicking back and forth as her ass stuck out while she rested her arms on the back of a chair.
 
Danielle smirked at her sister's agitation. "Be patient little sister," she said sweetly. "You're too tense. The night is still young." She toyed with Jasmine's red hair, curling it around her finger as she leaned in close to her ear, "And if there were a full succubus here, what would you do? Would you cower in the corner and lament that she didn't seek you out? Would you even know what to do with her?" She tugged strand of hair playfully. "Now play nice."

Danielle pulled back and stared straight into her sister's eyes tensely for a moment, before recomposing herself. She leaned over the bar to make sure she got the bartender's attention and ordered herself another drink.
 
Jasmine was blushing at the touch on her hair as she looked to her sister, giggling before she slithered her tail over to her and grabbed her hand, the heart-shaped spade tip avoiding contact with her skin because that was another 'sensitive' are for her, the half-succubus looking around herself with her silver eyes. Her blood red hair outlining her hair as she looked to the door again. Her curved horns gleamed in the light and gave her a sort of beautiful aura as they illuminated her hair some.
 
Danielle turned back to her sister with a wide grin. "The only time you frighten me is when you laugh. I know how to manage your anger and rage and lust, but when you laugh, you are truly unpredictable." She ran her fingers along Jasmine's tail, inching closer to the spade tip, but pausing just below it. She watched over her sister's shoulder as Lydia and Sara walked into the room with tight black dresses that showed off their impressive curves and both and their brown hair pulled into a loose bun. She knew their mistress wouldn’t be far behind and looked back at Jasmine mischievously. On queue, Vanessa walked through the door with her air of supreme confidence, her own horns gleaming in the light. It was a sight Danielle had grown somewhat accustomed to in her time working form the firm, but that made it no less impressive and she stared along with everyone else in the room.
 
Jasmine's eyes widened as she looked at Vanessa, her gaze going from her horns down her body and to her wings, finally stopping on her tail, and the half-succubus felt small now compared to the full succubus before her, her own horns not as glorious as Vanessa's and her own tail small compared to hers. Nervously, she hid behind her blood red hair while looking at Vanessa with one of her silver eyes, hoping she would notice the half-succubus, but at the same time hoping she didn't. Jasmine was unsure what Vanessa would think of her, being the daughter of an incubus and human woman.
 
Danielle watched as Jasmine shrunk back and she moved behind her to block her. She trailed her fingertips gently along her sister's right horn. "Just as I thought, little sister."

Danielle stepped around Jasmine and walked towards Vanessa. "Vanessa, you certainly do know how to enter a room. There is someone I must introduce to you," she said looking back at her sister. She saw Vanessa look at Jasmine, but couldn't read her expression.

"By all means, introduce me," she said politely.
 
Jasmine hesitantly walked over, catching the gaze of several men who turned their attention back to Vanessa, the red-haired half-succubus feeling a bit conscious of herself under the full succubus's gaze, noticing her sister beside her. Jasmine walked smoothly because she had taken her heels off, walking in just her black stockings as her dress flowed around her slightly. She stopped before the succubus and her sister, her tail flicking back and forth as she looked at Vanessa from behind her blood red hair.
 
Danielle acted her part, glaring disapprovingly at her sister as she approached, but all the while, her stomach nervously twisting in knots. She couldn't help but feel sorry for what she was about to do, for what she was about to put her sister through, but it needed to be done. She loved her sister, but she wasted her strength. She wanted the world to see what she was, what she could be.

"Vanessa, please allow me to present my half-sister, daughter to the incubus Callio." Danielle approached her sister and pushed her blood red hair from her eyes, making sure her fingers ran against the inside of Jasmine's horns as she did. "Stand up straight when I present you to your superior, half-demon," Danielle hissed scornfully at her sister.
 
Jasmine shivered at her sister's touch, but it vanished at her sister's words, shocking her to hear her so mean. She turned to ask why she was acting like this only to stop at the intimidating look on her face, and she shrunk back. Even though she was half-demon, she was intimidated easily, and she did as she was told, straightening up to look at Vanessa with her silver eyes. Her tail flicked back and forth as she looked at her, still feeling small compared to the intimidating succubus in front of her.
 
Looking around the room, Danielle could see that they had become the center of attention. This was supposed to have played out quietly but she had underestimated the fascination that the two beautiful demons would cause. Now, her only course of action was to press on. "As you can see, the half-demon is quite docile." She lifted her sister's tail, running her fingers along it until she reached the spaded tip. A moment of doubt crept into her mind and she hesitated. "She's not so much a sister, but a pet kept for my own pleasure." Her heart was racing, horrified by the exhilaration she felt. She walked beside her sister, tail still in her hands and looked her coldly in the eyes. "Her right would be to take me as a thrall, but instead she has become mine. Vanessa looked on with her indecipherable eyes. Danielle fought back her nausea and fought back the tears. She gritted her teeth and squeezed the spade firmly in her hand.
 
Jasmine tried her best but could not stop the loud moan that escaped her, her knees becoming wobbly as her breathing quickened, her silver eyes locked ahead as her tail flicked, ever so slightly, in her sister's grip, her body racked with pleasure at the simple grip. She seemed to have guessed her sister's intentions at this point and tried to play a part, though she was still shocked by her actions. "P-Please, Mistress. C-Can you stop?" She heard the crowd gasp, chuckle, or whisper among themselves and her cheeks flushed red, realizing the situation she was stuck in.
 
Jasmine's moan drew the attention of the few people that hadn't yet noticed the spectacle and as Danielle let her sister's tail slip from her fingers, she could feel her hand tremble. Vanessa stepped towards them. "Enough," she said flatly staring down at Jasmine. It was truly an impressive sight to see the two demons, the room was silent but she could feel the energy and anticipation. Vanessa caressed Jasmine's cheek. "Sweetling, tell me who you are."

Danielle opened her mouth to speak for her sister, but Vanessa raised her hand sharply to silence her as she continued to stare deeply into Jasmine's eyes.
 
Jasmine flushed at the touch of the other succubus's hand on her cheek, her silver eyes entranced by the other demon's eyes, but she bit her lower lip. She knew her sister well, for as they grew up, she had been treated similarly and nervously went with it. The half-succubus looked at Vanessa before saying softly. "I am Jasmine, m'lady." Her tail flicked freely as she stared at the other demon.
 
Danielle could only watch and nervously bit her lower lip. She noticed that Jasmine was doing the same and had to stifle a laugh. They had clearly picked up that nervous tick from their mother. "Jasmine," Vanessa purred. She placed a single fingertip on the tip of Jasmine's horn. "A pretty name. Now tell me Jasmine, what are you?"

Danielle turned in surprise as she felt a hand sensually caress her arm, to find Lydia standing just behind her, watching intently her chest heaving with each breath. Then Sara's hands were on her shoulders, kneading the stress away. Lydia spoke softly, her warm breath on Danielle's ear sending a shiver down her body. "We'd like to see your pet in action. Will you show us?"

Danielle's anxiety and apprehension melted away, the butterflies were gone, replaced with an uncontrollable lust.
 
Jenna bit her lip more, trying to keep a moan from escaping her, but it was no use. This succubus knew just how to make her feel vulnerable, and she glanced down, unable to hold the demon's gaze, and she said softly. "I-I'm a half-succubus, a-and a pet to Danielle, m'lady." Her resolve at this point was dissolved, leaving her vulnerable to whatever the demoness wanted to do to her, if she intended to do anything to the half-succubus. Her mind was racing and her cheeks were flushed at the position she was in: a young half-succubus left open and vulnerable to a full succubus.
 
The rush Danielle felt watching her sister's resolve shatter apart was unlike anything she had ever experienced, and she needed more. She needed to push her further. She wanted her sister, her pet, more intensely than she ever had before. Lydia continued to whisper in her sultry tone, "Go on, show us how you tamed your demon." Her body ached with desire and with a surge of confidence, she stepped forward. "Jasmine," she said in a voice that hardly seemed her own. "Remove your dress, pet. Let her see all of you. Let all of us see all of you."

Sara had once again moved behind Danielle and her hands slid up and down Danielle's sides. She kissed the back of her neck softly, stoking the fire that was burning inside her sending a shiver through her, goose bumps rising on her skin. Lydia teased the strap of Danielle's own dress playfully, almost persuasively but she resisted the urge and focused back on her sister.
 
With flushed cheeks and an embarrassed feeling, Jasmine slowly untied the straps on her dress, aware of everyone looking at her, even thesuccubus Vanessa, and soon her dress fell down, leaving her in just her underwear and sockings, which she quickly discarded as well. The young half-succubus was now naked for all to see. She flushed in embarrassment as she instinctively covered, or tried to cover, her large breasts with her arms, crossing her legs as her tail flicking back and forth. She could hear some of the crowd laugh or chuckle as well as mutter among themselves, and that only made her embarrassment grow.
 
Danielle moaned softly as she watched her sister methodically discard her dress, then underwear and stockings. She hoped no one had heard, and her own cheeks became momentarily flush with embarrassment. She looked over at Vanessa, the full succubus stood still, observing without expression or at least without an expression that Danielle could read. Lydia had slid the left strap of her dress playfully off her shoulder, and whispered into her ear, "Oh, she's magnificent but she covers herself. You control her, do you not?"

"I control her," Danielle said confidently. She stepped close to her sister and caressed her horn once again in a slow clockwise spiral with her middle finger. "Are you shy, half-demon? I told you to let her see all of you." She reached back and swatted her sister's ass hard with an open palm, the sound ringing throughout the silent room. "Now lower your arms and spread your legs."
 
Jasmine couldn't have blushed more at this moment, her ass where her sister slapped her baring a red hand print. She slowly uncrossed her arms, her breasts bouncing freely as she uncrossed her legs as well, a moan escaping her from her sister 'mistress's' actions and her hand on the half-demon's horn. Her pussy was dripping freely as she saw the full succubus Vanessa watching, and she bit her lower lip as she looked down, her red hair outlining her face as her silver eyes looked down.
 
Danielle ran her fingernails across the red handprint she had left on her sister's butt, feeling satisfied with her work. She was finding it harder and harder to control her own lust. Jasmine was taller than her, even without her heels, and even though she was in control, her sister was a stunning and intimidating presence. She leaned forward and kissed Jasmine's shoulder, then her neck, breathing heavily, giving in to her desire, letting her fingers begin to knead her sister's breasts.

She took a step back, her legs feeling weak and looked at Vanessa. "Get on your knees, Jasmine," she commanded trying to regain her control. She slid the strap of her dress off her shoulder. Sara appeared beside her, "Can I help you with that?"

Danielle's voice cracked as she answered, "Yes." Sara unzipped the back of her dress and helped her slide it down off her body, leaving her standing before her co-workers in a pair of fishnet stockings, pink lace panties and matching bra.

Sara grinned. "You look beautiful." Danielle blushed.
 
Jasmine slowly got on her knees, her tail flicking back and forth as she blushed more, seeing her 'mistress' undress before her, her silver eyes looking around herself until the focused on the hard-to-read Vanessa, which made her knees shake a bit, her tail twitching as she looked at her mistress, feeling a bit vulnerable in the gaze of everyone.
 
Danielle walked a full circle around her sister, running her fingers through her hair, playfully teasing her horns, watching the embarrassment that showed on Jasmine's face. She came to a stop in front of her and lifted her sister's chin and looked deeply into her grey eyes. "You've been very good, very obedient. Slide a finger into your wet pussy. Reward yourself for behaving so well." She turned for a moment and gestured toward Vanessa. "This, sister, is a demon. Powerful, strong, proud. You," she said looking back into her sister's eyes, "don't look like a demon down there on your knees." She grabbed both horns firmly, holding her head back look up at her. "Tell me, sweet sister. Are you a demon?"
 
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