Demoness

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Beth just turned 18 last weekend and she was excited because she only had one month of high school left. She was running late for school again as she ran to the front door yelling a quick goodbye to her mother. He mom yelled back, "Don't forget the necklace your aunt gave you! You said you would wear it for school!" Beth just rolled her eyes and grabbed the god-awful necklace her crazy aunt gave her for her birthday.

He aunt always gave her the craziest things for her birthdays. This year it was a necklace with an evil looking woman with wings and horns! 'Why would my aunt give me such a thing. It freaks me out' But she through it around her neck and shoved it inside her t-shirt.

School was only a few blocks from her house and she thought she could make it in time if she ran. She ran the few blocks with her black hair that came down to the middle of her flowing behind her. She kept having to adjust her breast, which were not that big 34b, because she was not wearing a sports bra and she was running quick fast to make it to her history class on time.

She made it to her seat at the back of the class just as the bell rang for the start of school. She looked down at a hole just below the right pocket of her blue jeans and swore under her breath. She caught it on a locker as she rounded a corner. 'Oh well,' she thought, 'there an old pair anyway.'

As the teacher began to teach today’s lesson she pulled out the necklace her aunt gave her to see if there was anyway she could like it.
 
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Chyrinn felt herself slowly awakening.
How long had it been since she was awake and aware?
"If my slumber has been disturbed, I must be..."
Through the impossibly hard casing of the amulet, Chyrinn saw the girl looming like a giant.
The demoness smiled and licked her lips.
"Perhaps, this time, it will be different," she thought. "This one seems so young, so innocent...perhaps my prison will soon be athing of the past."
Chyrinn reached out with her mind, to feel the life all around her. It had been centuries since she'd last been wakened. Her corporeal body long destroyed, she existed as purely a spirit. She could materlize, if summoned, for a limited time, but she needed a host. A willing host.
And together, they would be beautiful, and powerful.

With her mind, she felt the girl's life pulsing steadily, warm and welcoming.
Her mouth watered, as she let the youngster feel her presence, feel her ethereal touch.
 
As Beth began to look at the neckless she began to feel strange. She felt like someone was here (other then the class of course). She looke more closely at the neckless. The eyes, although never changed in appearence, seemed to come alive as if watching her.
'This must just be my imagination', she thought. She could not take her eyes from it, however.
 
Chyrinn could feel the girl's life glowing, warming her. The demoness reached out to touch the flesh she so wanted, only to find her crystal cage as solid as ever.
So she used her spirit self, an invisible hand to touch and explore the girlskin, just barely letting her succulent prey feel her as well.
Chyrinn's hand roamed over her own body as she learned the girl's body, supple skin, welcoming lips, silken hair.
She would be a perfect host, once she surrendered.
She sent out a thought.
"Close. You want the necklace close to your skin."
 
Beth felt as if someone where was with her, touching and exploring her body. She got goosebumbs where ever she felt the touch. It felt strange like someone was here doing this to her, she almost could see the person. Beth started to touch herself where she felt the touch. She closed her eyes and let the good senation wash over, forgetting where she was.

Then she felt the need to have the neckless close to her. She tucked it into her shirt between her breasts and pressed it closer with her hand.
 
Chyrinn gasped as Beth's flesh surrounded the necklace, buried between soft breasts and the young girl's hand. The demoness felt every ounce of the young girls life wash over her. Her dark cunt grew wet with anticipation, warmth flowing and swirling along her skin.

She needed to be free, to touch this present, to feel the body she would soon own.
But she couldn't, not yet. The girl had to WANT. More than anything in the world. She had to WANT Chyrinn's touch. To feel her body.
And she would. Her flesh would ache for the Demoness. She'd beg to be touched.
Then, though just temporarily, Chyrinn would be free.
Later, when the girl was completely in her thrall, she would offer her body to the demoness.
But for now, Chyrinn reached out again, mist-like fingers circling Beth's right breast,
coaxing the nipple to hardness.
Just
the
slightest
pinch
 
The 'presense' was becoming more real now for beth. She could feel something lightly touching her breast. Her heart began to beat faster in both antisipation and from frieght. Then she felt her nipple get lightly pinched! Beth shot up out of her chair in suprise and gave a gasp.

"Paper cut" she said nervously to the class as she sat back down, her face as red as it could possible get.

'What the hell is going on' she thought. As scared as she was about what was happening she found herself wanting more.
 
The ghostly fingers ran down Beth's ribs, over her tummy, and between her thighs, just ever so lightly. Chyrinn didn't want to scare the girl off.
She gasp as she realized...Beth had NEVER been touched.
"She's...she's pristine! Untouched! Unmarred!"
The Demoness fell to her knees, unable to fathom such a gift.
Her invisible fingers ran over Beth's virginal cunt, thrilling with each touch.
Chyrinn would truly make this girl a woman before claiming her body for herself.

The demoness' fingers kept stroking and teasing Beth. Their touch barely felt, but definitely exciting.

"Beth," she whispered,"how does this feel, my love?"
 
Beth felt 'fingers' touching her everywhere! She did not know what to do. She was starting to get aroused. Her pussy was starting to dampen her panties. She wanted to moan in pleasure but had to fight the urge. She thought about running out of class and just go home. But she could not do that, she never ditched class before. Even though she had know idea what the teacher was talking about. The she felt her pussy being stroked! She could not hold it back anymore, "ooohhhh" she said as softly as she could.

Then she heard a voice, a voice asking her how it felt. She did not know why but this did not seem odd to her.
"Really good" she whispered.
 
The invisile fingers continued to caress the girl's flesh, teasing a nipple, stroking
a breast, then slipping back down to slip inside Beth's wetness, brushing along the hood of her clitoris. Chyrinn was already growing drunk on desire as she felt Beth's hips begin to shift. Soon, the Demoness would truely touch her, but for now, the ritual had to be followed.
From within her glass cage, she moved her fingers faster, a bit ore...insistantly.
"More, my pet? Do you want me to make your cunt, your whole body, glow?"
Already knowing the answer, just wanting to hear it, the unseen touches circled
Beth's clit, perhaps just the tiniest pinch.
Chyrinn's own body was reacting, as well.
"Tell me."
 
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