Sinegard Academy for the Wayward

[milkmaiden38]

Angela

Her greedy pussy clamping down rhythmically, milking M’Kael for all he was worth. Her breasts bounced and heaved as she bucked and writhing uncontrollably beneath him, trapped in the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm. She could feel her belly starting to swell slightly as spurt after massive spurt of M’Kael molten, virile seed flooded her womb, painting her insides white with his essence.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, M’Kael torrential release began to slow, and with a last few spurts, it tapered off completely. Angela collapsed back onto the bed, utterly spent and utterly satisfied, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. Her thighs fell open, allowing her to cradle his still half-hard cock nestled deep in her dripping, seed-filled cunt. She looked up at him with glazed, adoring eyes, a blissful smile playing across her lips as she pulled him down for a deep, sensual kiss, savoring the taste of their mutual pleasure.

“That was good. I needed it. Can I ask you a question… you act like a demon, Are you a demon? Or possessed by one?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“No,” M’Kael replied, in response to her demon question. “That’s Ravyn’s issue. Not mine.”

“I’ve been able to manipulate shadows for like 5 maybe 6 years. It started with small stuff. Being able to hide really well in games of hide and seek when I was in shadows and really still. Rooms getting darker when I was depressed or angry.”

“Up to now when I make armour from the shadows, manipulate the shadow of a creature and make it attack someone. Pulling people or things into the shadows. Shadow Walking. Or shadow gateing. Depends on your terminology.”

“Maybe I can shadow gate us out? I can’t take everyone in one hit. Callo and/or Angus would push my limit and we might fail. But I can get Gem, You, Ravyn, and Magdalena easily. Or I get Angus and three others. Or Callo and two others.”​

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela

“Well, you fuck like an incubus and in addition to manipulating shadows, you know how to tickle pussies” Angela complimented M’Kael. Her pussy was still tingling for the number of orgasms M’Kael had given her.

“I think shadow walking is a good idea, let’s be sure to tell Gem after we get some sleep” Angela suggested as the two separated, each on a side of the bed.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

M’Kael:​

“Well.. I had a need to scratch and you allowed me to scratch it. And I forgot you weren’t a Vampire anymore and it might be a bit aggressive. As for tickling your pussy. That comes with experience. Which makes sure you cum. A lot.”

“If I remember, I’ll tell her.”

***

Ravyn:​

Piecing the pages together Ravyn made notes doing her best to understand the scars. And it was causing a headache.

***

Magdalena:​

Moving through the combat Magdalena shifted weapons matching the servants moves with deadly speed and precision.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gem

Angus and Gem were in bed. Angus was on his back with his head on a pillow. Gem was down by his crotch handling the minotaur's massive cock. It was semi-hard and she was just looking at it. “You know, your cock is really something. I can’t get my hand around it, and holding it like this, it feels like a really thick rubber hose.”

“I’m glad you like it, but we have fucked three times, maybe we should get some rest?” Angus suggested

“Ok” Gem agreed, as she released his cock, and it fell to his leg with a thud. She moved her head to her pillow and pulled the blankets over them.

“This has been really nice. How long does the spell last?” Angus asked.

“24 hours” Gem answered with a naughty smile. “I hope you are ready for round two in the morning!”

“I will be ready you sexy animal!” Angus answered

Angela

Angela slept next to M’Kael for a while. Then she returned to her room to sleep for the rest of the night. In the morning, after taking a shower, she decided to visit Magdalena. She had ordered some gourmet coffee, crescent rolls, blue berry scones, and some various flavored biscotti. The servant was carrying the items on a tray as Angela knocked on Magdalena’s door.

“Magdalena, it’s Angela. I have some fresh coffee… and a few breakfast items. I thought we go on that date, we talked about. Just coffee and talking?” Angela asked

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Magdalena:​

Opening the door Magdalena looked at Angela for a second before opening it further. “Alright,” she said as she turned and walked to the simple table in her rather sparse room. There weren’t any fancy or frivolous decorations or adornments. The room looked more like a prison cell than a bedroom.

Grabbing a scone and coffee she looked at Angela. “What would you like to talk about?”

M’Kael:​

M’Kael lay in bed sleeping for a while until he finally stretched and woke up. He wasn’t in pain so the dumb bitch hadn’t died at least. Rolling out of bed he grabbed a donut and black coffee from the remains of last nights meal.

Ravyn:
Packing the papers away She understood she didn’t have enough information. There were books she needed to try and unravel what the runes said. But she didn’t know which books.

​

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela​

It had been a long time since Angela had been on a proper date. She had plenty quick flirtation that ended in bed and forgotten names. A real date—with conversation, eye contact, and connection.

She stood in the bare room, trying to recall the first date rules. What was off-limits? What was safe? Politics, religion, exes, and—oh yes—centuries of bloodlust and killing. That last one was definitely a no-go.

For the past fifty years, dating had been simple. Seduce. Forget. But now, being human again—fragile, warm-blooded, and vulnerable—it all felt messier. Talking mattered. Secrets mattered.

She poured herself a cup of coffee and grabbed a crescent roll. She eyed the scones but not yet.

“To be honest,” she began, her voice casual but she was nervous, “it’s been a while since my last date.”

She took a bite, chewed slowly, buying time.

“I love scones,” she added, gesturing with the flaky pastry, “but with my first cup of coffee? Crescent roll is the way to go.”

She leaned back, studying Magdalena with a half-smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“For a first date, I think I need to keep it light. But i don't think either of us want to talk about hobbies or travel stories. Instead…” She tilted her head, eyes narrowing with curiosity. “Tell me about you. Where’d you grow up? Parents? How’d you learn to fight?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Crescent Rolls are an Americanized version of the French Croissant.” Magdalena replied calmly. Angela wasn’t a blood sucking vampire anymore, but after being one for so long, did she just lose the tendencies?

“I was born in English occupied Wales in 1865. I joined the Welsh Army to overthrow the British Occupation. After five years I joined the Civilian Protectorate of Peace. The Police department as the Americans call it.”

“I had hobbies over the years. Free climbing and martial arts among them. An investigation into a series of kidnapping/murders resulted in the team I was on interfering in the Summoning of a Greater Deamon.”

“I died in the conflict. From the autopsy report I was essentially ripped apart by the khaos energy released. I woke up in the Funeral home. All my wounds healed without scars, I had been bestowed with Celestial Energy and was recruited into the Vatican Demon Corp.”

“I was placed under the Jurisdiction of Inquisitor Ravenor and given the name Magdalena. Do to action in her service I was promoted to the Rank of Archon.”

“I also took vows to have no sexual congress or activity with any men. But I’m selective with which females I spend time with.”​