The Fallen Angel (Closed for ThePhoenixMan and I)

[Pywakit]

Syxia

Syxia said nothing. She simply stood up before her master, but kept her gaze lowered. She wished she'd planned this out a little more, that she hadn't left most of her clothing back in the mortal realm. Were she still dressed, she could do a strip tease for her master, but all she wore now were her shoes, socks, and the red miniskirt. As her large breasts heaved, and as her batlike wings flared up behind her (they weren't yet quite large enough to let her fly), she realized there was still one item of clothing left... the ribbons in her hair.

With a smile, she slid the long ribbons out of her hair, letting her blond locks fall in a cascade over her shoulders. She slid the hand holding the ribbons up under her skirt, and with a deft move, she stuffed several inches of each ribbon up into her cunt. When she pulled her hand away and stood tall again, the two ribbons hung from between her legs just down to the knees. Cunt properly decorated, she began to dance, swaying and gyrating before her master as she slid her hands up and down her body, lifting her tits now and then to lick at her hardening nipples, and then finally sliding them down to the hem of her skirt. She gripped the fabric and pulled; tearing the skirt off her body and freeing her foot-long tail to writhe behind her and to play with the ribbons hanging from her. She lowered herself down on her shoulders, and feet, spreading her legs to present her ribbon-stuffed sex to her master and began to writhe and gyrate her hips, sending those ribbons into a spiraling pattern of widening invitation...

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Nefarius

Nefarius sat stoically, eying his newest pet as she began her sensuous performance. He hadn't expected much from her on her first trial of the assignes task, but was thoroughly impressed with her creativity. Her long blonde locks fell enticingly over her svelte form as she undid the ribbons and began swaying to imaginary music in her mind.

He watched intently as she forced the ribbons up under her skirt, leaving two thin tails trailing down between her parted thighs. He was thrilled with the way her hips swayed and gyrated. her hands sliding along her own curves, cradling each breast before raising it to her tongue. He eyed, closely, how she snaked out her tongue in order to tease her own nipples, its tip barely grazing over the hardening nubs. He wondered if Syxia even realized that her tongue had lengthened since passing her first session? Soon, she'd have a slithering snake-like tongue, as he, able to reach places she'd never have dreamed possible ... but that would come soon!

She was not only effectively arousing him, but Nefarius could tell she was also working herself into a heated frenzy! He clapped in approval when she finally ripped the skirt off, baring her pussy to him. Again, he eyed lasciviously, as she lay back, before him, and began gyrating her hips in an inviting manner. His eyes were invariably drawn to the red ribbons swirling about!

"Ahhh, such a pretty pussy my sweet! It looks quite tempting, and quite inviting! But you must know that I see many beautiful women! Why should I bed you me pet? Make me want to fuck you!"

There was no doubt his cock was already growing hard, jts swelling quite obvious as it rose from between his legs, rising high into the air! There was a flagpole within his lap as he watched Syxia do her dance!

"Show your Master how you want to be taken!"

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

Syxia smiled proudly, then lowered herself to the ground and then rose into a sitting position. She took the two ribbons in hand and pulled them out of her body, wrapping them around the first three fingers of her left hand, tightly, drawing the fingers into a triangular single thick digit. She lifted the hand to her face and sniffed at her scent, then tasted it with tongue.

"I want to be taken from behind, master. I want to be taken like a dog, to be fucked like an animal might get fucked. Like this."

Syxia rolled over, assuming a position on hands and knees, legs spread. Balanced on one hand, she sent her other, the one with the three fingers bound into a single phallic shape, up to rub her lips. She met wetness there, and she gasped as she slid those three fingers up inside her body and began to fuck herself for her master to see.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Nefarius

Nefarius was growing increasingly aroused by Syxia's performance. His rock hard erection was already standing proudly, ready to take his prized one-time-cherub. His fiery eyes glowed as he watched Syxia pull the slick, honey coated ribbons from her pussy, then wrap them around her fingers fashioning them into a thick cock. Hid ears perked up as he listened to her describe, and then show how she wanted to be fucked!

"Fucked like an animal? If that's how my pet wishes to be fucked, then she shall!"

Nefarius craned his neck in a circular motion and the sound of cracking bones could be heard. He hunched his shoulders forward as he drew in a long breath, and within a few moments had morphed himself into a wolf-like creature. Thick grey fur coated his flesh. as his sinewy muscles transformed him into the toned four-legged creature. His clenched fists were now talon spiked paws; his mouth, now feral fanged and saliva drooling.

His exhaling breath was released with an audible howl and he pounced with quickness and determination. His monstrous cock emerged from the encased sheath when he blanketed her. His cock slipped into her wet pussy, its sheer size stretching her more than her fingers ever could. His claws wrapped around her torso and dug into her breasts as his hips thrust forward.

Nefarius, in his wolf form, fucked Syxia, just as she had wished ... HARD ... and FAST! His fangs nipped at her neck as his cock drove repeatedly deep into her womb!

He fucked her without care for her well-being, the pure animalistic lust taking control of his actions. Over and over, without hesitation, he fucked his entire length into her, rocking her entire body forward, only to pull her back and prepare her for another plunge ...

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

When she heard the strange sound of Nefarius's transformation, Syxia glanced back over her shoulder to see what was causing the noise. Her eyes widened as she watched her master change, his body rippling into a bestial new form. She squealed in delight as he pounced on her. She whipped her hand out of her cunt to balance herself, catching his weight just in time with the hand. Even then, as he thrust into her, she dropped down to her elbows, and she would have fallen completely had not his hands taken her tits, giving her rough support as they clutched at her.

He was practically raping her, ravishing her cunt with an immense cock as he bit and tore at her. Her wings bent painfully under his chest and arms, and her tail was caught at an awkward angle under his belly, but the pain fed her pleasure in a way she'd not anticipated. Faintly, she became aware of a strange series of high-pitched howls, and it took her a few moments to realize the noise was coming from herself, screams of pleasure and delight wrenched from her chest each time her master rammed his huge cock up into her from behind.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Nefarius

Nefarius continued plowing his elongated sheath into her sweet pussy as she enjoined him in a blissful unison of howling. His copious release filled her to overflowing proportions, and when he was done, he quickly spun her around so that she could suck his cock clean as her fingers continued to work in and out of her own sex, her hands moving at a furious pace.

Nefarius was quite pleased with the efforts of his slave, as his form slowly morphed back into his original form, the wolf-like creature giving way to the winged, master of the underworld. As his hands wove into her hair, keeping her mouth filled with his cock, Nefarius looked down to notice that the golden lustre of her locks was now gone, her hair, now beginning to take on a strawberry hue as the reddish tonesbecame more evident.

It was apparent that Syxia was learning the traits necessary for her next assignment; however, there were still more lessons in store for her. Nefarius slipped a black collar about her neck when she was done cleaning his cock. To it, he attached a long silver chain, which he carried without slack, bringing Syxia to his bed. He fastened the chain to a post at the foot of the bed, where her little bed lay.

"Tomorrow your lessons will continue, so I suggest you get some rest!"

Nefarius watched as she eventually curled up into a tight ball and fit herself into her sleeping arrangement. Nefarius then lay back in his large comfortable bed, contentedly falling to sleep in his entire nudity.

... ... ...

When the next day arrived, Nefarius stirred, listening to the sounds of his pet rustling about at the foot of his bed.

"Syxia!" His voice was hoarse as he stretched, calling her attention. He looked between his parted legs, over his morning arousal, to see her eyes peering over the foot of the bed, and through his erection, catching his eyes. "Come, take care of your Master!"

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

"Of course, Master," Syxia replied. Her eyes locked on his huge cock and she scuttled up onto his bed, clambering over the immense mattress up between his legs. She'd noticed the change to the color of her hair, of course, and the tiny nubs on her forehead where horns were starting to sprout, but for now, her master's cock was all she could think about. She fell on it with a ravenous need, enveloping him between her voluptuous tits, trapping him in her cleavage and then riding him so that the glorious purple crown of his cock protruded from between them. She dipped her head and gave his manhood a wet kiss and lick, worming the tip of her tongue against the hole at his dick's tip before she rode up, causing his cock to slide down between her tits as she pressed them from the sides, holding him tight. Again and again she repeated this process, quickly coating the insides of her breasts with runoff from her mouth as she milked him.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Nefarius

Nefarius watched and enjoyed the creative efforts of his pet. He was truly enjoying, not only what she was doing, but the fact that she was transforming from whom she used to be, in a vastly different, and better manner! She was well on her way to becoming a true succubus, her talents improving with each passing day.

He lunged his hips as she drolled over his cock, her tongue, which had grown a bit in length, snaking out to dip into his hole, drawing out his precious seed. Her beautiful tits, also undergoing a bit of transformation, growing larger and fuller, glistened in the red glowing light of the cavern. Her own saliva dripped from her mouth over his cock and between her breasts as she pressed them together for his benefit.

Her eagerness to please him didn't go unnoticed as Nefarius watched her head bob to catch his cock each time he thrust up through her tits. The popping sound of her suctioning mouth filled the stone walled room each time he pulled back from the tight vaccuum. Over and over, he repeatedly thrust, teasing Syxia's mouth with his hardened cock. Finally he rewarded her efforts with a release which shot from his cock with such tremondous force that it shot up, missing her open mouth!

Arcing stream, after arcing stream of searing hot liquid splattered her face, shot into her mouth, and dribbled onto her breasts coating her in a sticky white mess. Nefarius continued humping through her soft tits, popping his spent cock into her mouth, not giving Syxia an opportunity to clean up. Repeatedly, he kept pistoning his cock between her tits, in and out of her mouth, allowing his spent seed to dry as she continued to attend to his cock.

Surely, he'd revel in the day when she would share his bed, rather than be commanded to it! She'd literally have to earn her wings before that time would come however. In the meantime, he was content, using her to satisfy his needs while refining her skills.

When he was thoroughly satisfied, he moved from the bed and unhooked the leash from the post, tugging Syxia from the soft cushions onto the hard floor.

"You must learn to crawl before you can walk," Nefarius exclaimed as he tugged on her leash. She obediently moved to her hands and knees at his feet. "Always ... always ... you will be on my left, for that is where you belong." As he tugged up more slack upon the chain, he brought her close to his leg, the collar about her neck lifting her head high.

Nefarius walked out of the room with Syxia proudly in tow. "You will find this most comfortable as your tail grows, otherwise it throws your balance off. Once you learn to deal with your tail and how to control it, we will begin standing."

He led Syxia past the other minions, dutifully working on their assigned tasks, each one stopping to acknowledge Nefarius, and then letting their eyes wander over Syxia. They also passed by Zachary who looked lustfully at Syxia.

Nefarius summoned Zachary to follow them to the large stone altar, upon which he sat Syxia. He then ordered Zachary to look at Syxia closely. "As Syxia's personal minion, you are also required to follow her every command, as well as mine. Now clean her up with your tongue. I will return for her training."

Nefarius left the two alone as he went in preparation for her next session.

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

Syxia purred softly as she clambered up onto the altar. Something about being placed there by her master was sublimely satisfying, as if the altar had been incomplete until it had been adorned with her form. Now, with her body draped atop it, she felt this would truly be an altar worth worshiping at.

And now, for the first time, she took stock of her body and noted the changes. Her curves had grown more pronounced, breasts swelling, belly growing more trim, hips and ass more curved and alluring. Her hair had grown a coppery red, yet the hair between her legs was now completely gone, leaving behind nothing to hide the glistening slit of her sex. She felt along her brow, smiling at the feeling of the tiny black horns growing there, then slid a hand down her side and to the base of her spine to toy with her tail. It had now grown to a length of three feet, the tip widening slightly into a bulb-shaped point. She idly wondered how it would feel slid up inside of her own body, thrust into her ass, her throat, her pussy...

A noise drew her attention back to her surroundings, and she saw Zachary standing before the altar, motionless and agog. She smiled at him and shifted position, and she saw yet another demonic change underfoot. Literally. Her feet had changed to hooves and elongated. She knew that this would make it easier for her to walk on all fours, almost like a dog, so that her hips would naturally be raised up in constant presentation until she was allowed to return to an upright posture. She could already feel the spur growing from the base of her heel, one that would transform her feet into organic, demonic stiletto heels of a sort once the transformation completed.

But that was for later. For now, she felt the welcome filth of her master's seed, now dry all over her breasts, her throat, the underside of her jaw, her cheeks, and in her crimson hair. She wanted to clean herself, but that was not what Master had asked.

"Come to me, slave," she spoke to Zachary. "Clean me, but take care not to waste any of Master's precious leavings. I would have it all. Clean me, and feed me what you clean from me. And make sure you are thorough in your task. It would not do for Master to return to find me filthy."

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Zachary

Zachary stood motionless, his eyes drawn to, and glued to the vision of beauty before him, to the exclusion of everything else. He'd always forever be hypnotized in her presence, at her beck and call, willing to do whatever she asked of him. So when she had commanded for him to clean the sticky mess from her, and feed it back to her, he eagerly set to task.

Zachary started at her lips as her hand reached out, entangling her fingers in his hair, drawing his head to hers with a tight grip. He immediately tasted the saltiness as he wetted his tongue, dueling with hers. He dragged his wide tongue across her lips, giving them a healthy sheen in the red light making them shimmer. He pushed his tongue into Syxia's mouth where she enthusiatically suckled every bit of nectar from his tongue. Even through the saliva provided by Zachary, Syxia cooed, humming around Zachary's tongue as she tasted the remnants of Nefarius' offering.

Zachary continued cleaning, laving his broad tongue over her silken face, her tight grip on his head directing his efforts. He repeatedly found himself sealed to her lips, locked together as her tongue snaked around his and into his throat, suckling and savoring every remnant she could find.

Syxia even brought forth sticky strands strands of her , now coppery colored hair, for Zachary to clean within his mouth, which he did without question, intoxicated by her beauty. He cleaned all along her cheeks, along her jaw line, the corners of her mouth, and under her chin, all the while feeding every bit, no matter how large or how small back into Syxia's hungry mouth.

By the time Zachary was directed to her neck, Zachary's cock was hard and throbbing and in desperate need for release. When He had finally been rewarded by Syxia, her hands directing him to her swollen breasts, Zachary could barely contain himself, his erection bouncing wildly. He licked all the dried cum from her breasts, feeding it back to Syxia, and when he focused on her turgid nipples, he was careful as he suckled her nipples, careful to not swallow the juices filling his mouth.

Syxia was purring and moaning as her personal toy tended to her, finally cleaned as instructed. She brought Zachary to her mouth for one last sensual kiss, stealing from him the last bits of her master's cum. Zachary's throbbing rod was pressed between them, ready to explode any second ...

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

Syxia lost herself in the catbath, enjoying the feeling of his tongue sliding over her body, collecting the thick swaths of tacky come from her flesh and leaving behind a cool wetness. Enjoyed the feeling almost as much as when he came up to offer her what he'd gathered, that is, for each time she took a mouthful from him, she felt her own sex tingle and her belly ache as she took her master's seed inside. Even cold and mostly dry it was intoxicating.

When Zachary had finished, she opened her eyes and looked at him. Her gaze lingered on his cock, watching how it throbbed so painfully. She would have liked to take that cock inside her, but she knew that she could have his come whenever she wanted. It would not do for Zachary to grow complacent.

"I can smell your come inside your balls, Zachary," she said, her voice low, smooth, and silky. "It's boiling inside you, isn't it? Aching for release? Well, you shall not have that release now. So soon after tasting my master's seed, yours would taste foul and watery and pointless, I suspect. So let it stay in you for now, but don't seek release on your own. I may change my mind at any moment. Now leave me. My master will be returning to continue my training at any moment. I don't want you underfoot for that. Unless that's what he wants, of course..."

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Nefarius

Nefarius stood in the distance, having already taken care of the arrangements for Syxia's continued training. He arrived just as the young minion was finishing up, his hardness bobbing erratically as Syxia hungrily cleaned his mouth.

Nefarius was surprised to hear Syxia turn him away, for he was sure that her hunger for cum would outweigh all other concerns. Apparently she was satisfied enough that her hunger was not an issue. Nefarius actually felt Zachary's pain as he grunted in agony, turning and walking away.

Nefarius made his presence known only after Zachary had left the room. He approached Syxia with a knowing grin without saying that he had witnessed her treatment of Zachary. She looked so pristine, now that she had been thoroughly cleaned. Nefarius ran his hand through Syxia's copper colored hair, running his long fingers through the strands.

"My slave pet! You look wonderful. You are progressing quite well, and learning all there is to learn in the ways to please and seduce man. However, there are those times when it is necessary for a woman to seduce another woman in order to please a man. It is a trait that will be most useful for your next task and future tasks."

Nefarius clapped his hands together and a thunderous *CLACK* rippled throughout. From the dark recesses of the room, appeared ten beautiful, fully developed succubi, their wings in full form. Their tails whipped proudly behind them, fully elongated, thick and with the bulbous, pointed tip at attention. Their long, jet black hair flowed freely down their back, between their wings, and draped over their torsos, over their perfectly developed, round, swollen breasts. Their lithe, long legs strode confidently towards the altar, hips swaying seductively, their glistening sex, hairless and smooth.

The ten creatures surrounded the altar, gently easing Syxia down upon her back, twenty hands upon her flesh.

Nefarius sat in his customary throne and watched as the women set to task.

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

For some strange reason, Syxia had never even considered what it would be like to be with another woman, yet now, as she lay back upon the altar, she couldn't for the life of her think of why she'd never thought of it. As those twenty hot hands began to explore every inch of her, it seemed as if there were twenty points of fire and lightning dancing over her skin. The scent of the ten succubi surrounding her was almost overwhelming; their sex thick and heady, their breath sweet and yet with a dangerous undertone of corruption. She felt her lust rising as her breasts were fondled, her own sex massaged and explored, yet she realized those hands were not yet fully pleasuring her, and she knew then that Nefarius was about to have his succubi begin their lesson.

"Please, Master... let us begin this lesson... the sooner I learn, the sooner I can gather you new servants, and there is little that would please me more than to bring you new minions. Little, that is, apart from your cock, master... which is anything BUT little... please tell me what I need to do to pass this lesson..."

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Nefarius

Nefarius listned to his pet's heartfelt plea, eager to complete her lesson, eager to do what needed to be done so she could enjoy his presence and attention. But alas, just as she had teased Zachary, now she too would feel the same desires as he. Nefarius would make her wait until she throughly completed her next mission before he'd give her any further attention.

It was also, quite apparent that Syxia was quickly succumbing to the attention that the succubi were giving her. Syxia's chest would rise and fall with greater effort as she struggled to fend off the rising waves of pleasure, awaiting his response to her questions. However, Nefarius continued to merely watch, waiting for Syxia to give in to those pleasures overtaking her body, waiting for that very moment where she'd fall into an abyss of ecstasy.

It wasn't until her legs began to quiver, and her eyes began to flutter, did Nefarius finally speak.

"In order to pass, you must learn your own body, from the touch of a woman. You must learn how to receive the pleasure a woman can give, just as you have learned how to receive it from man. Then you must show your Master that you have learned how to equally give that pleasure to a woman, by making sure each of these lovely succubi reaches the same pinnacle you do! When you have done so, your learnings will be put to the test!"

Just as Nefarius had finished his reply, Syxia let out a howling moan before being smothered with the hungry mouths of those tending to her. Nefarius watched as Syxia writhed uncontrollably atop the altar as ten mouths and twenty hands descended upon her; two hundred fingers probing, poking, pinching, pulling all over her body, inside and out.

Nefarius continued to sit in his throne watching the scene in its entirety, ensuring that Syxia not only reached that pinnacle, but the she rewarded each of the others with the same attention, learning that she also needed to know how to please a woman, in order to lure the minions he needed!

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

She was lost in bliss. Penetrated everywhere, wet tongues sponging her, kisses from lips on faces and between legs gracing her body from head to toe as the ten succubi worked her over. When she came, Syxia was somewhat shocked to notice that the powerful rolls of pleasure were quite different than those she experienced when a man brought her to her peak. It was hard to explain... the feeling was just as incredible, but different.

Yet Syxia didn't allow herself to relax. Despite the almost overwhelming input, she did her best to focus and learn. Her hands reached out and found soft thighs, then slid upward to find dripping demonic slits above. She fondled and stroked those pussies, sawing fingers back and forth, thumbing clitoris and slipping fingers inside, curling them up against the soft flesh she found there and pressing just as she felt the succubi doing to her. She ground her hips as well, raising her own legs to rub her thighs up between legs and against wet snatches. Above, her mouth worked as well, grasping whatever was offered, be it full breast, hungry mouth, dripping slit, or dainty puckered asshole. She met it with tongue no matter what. When she fell to devouring her second cunt, she felt her tongue lengthen and press deep inside, and her eyes widened at the secret tastes and flavors she was rewarded with.

Now and then, she felt the succubi around her shake and shriek as they came; some orgasms small, but now and then one loud and explosive, rewarding her with a thick hot spray of girl-demon come squirting over her body. Syxia wasn't sure when her tail started getting into the act, near the start or the end, but she knew that the feeling of its bulbous tip pressing up into an ass or cunt (she couldn't tell which... she was too overwhelmed to tell the difference by then) was incredible. Twice she had a tailgasm, a sudden throbbing pulse that rippled from tip all the way up the length to explode at the base of her spine, causing her hips to buck upward in delight. Had she extra man-seed inside her, either from her master or another source, she would have ejaculated it through the tip of her tail, for such was the way succubi spread their gifts through the ranks of man and demon alike; walking sperm banks capable of insemination for masters from afar, but Syxia was empty now, her master's seed absorbed into her body. She wasn't quite ready for that stage of her training anyway, but the dry tailgasms were pleasurable nonetheless.

Syxia only realized the lesson was over when suddenly she could see again, and her body felt wet and abused but alone. She rose to a sitting position, the fluids of the ten succubi dripping from her body, making her flesh glisten. Her transformation to succubus was nearly complete now; physically at least. Her breasts were at their full potential, her tail nearly its full length of four feet, her tiny horns sharp and pointed, her eyes and hair glowing red. Her feet hadn't quite finished forming yet, nor had her wings, and she could feel some changes, perhaps the most impressive of all, had only just begun to hit between her legs and in her throat. Draping her legs over the edge of the altar, she leaned back on her palms, presenting her huge tits and still shuddering cunt to her master, her nearly full wingspan fanning out behind her.

"Did I do well, Master?"

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Nefarius

Syxia's master sat in his throne, thoroughly impressed with her performance with the other succubi. It didn't take her long to fall victim to their advances, nor did it take her long to begin her own explorations. She had been so enrapt with her playmates, that she never even noticed the transformations her body was undergoing. Her ripples of pleasure and her screaming orgasms masked, what otherwise would have been, a painful process.

As the succubi tended to her tits, they filled, stretched and rounded into two perfectly sized, delectable orbs. As hands roamed over her hips, her waist narrowed and her hips widened, giving her more defined curves. As her hips widened her ass developed into a nice tight bubble, her tail extending and growing longer and thicker, which the surrounding succubi used for their own enjoyment. Nefarius realized that Syxia would experience new sensations with her tail, but that it was too soon for her to fully utilize the appendage. Her tongue had lengthened, able to reach deeper than ever imagined, though not yet split and forked like the others. Her high-heeled hooves were nearly complete, as well as her red wings. Her coppery hair now was as red as the fires that warmed their denizen.

Her lush body was on full display as she sat herself up upon the altar, presenting herself in full glory for his inspection. She glistened ... sparkled ... in the flittering light, her glow showing off her euphoric high. Her tits were thrust out proudly, nipples poking out in hardened peaks, tempting his attention, her sopping pussy, swollen and exposed, dripping with sweet nectar.

Her innocent question was thickly laced with yearning for his approval. Nefarius answered her question, not with words, but with his eyes glancing down. Focusing on the large, swollen shaft of his penis, and the angry looking tip, his approval of her learning and her performance was blatantly obvious.

"Come!"

It was the only word he said, the only word needed to be said as Syxia obediently and cheerily dismounted from the altar and crawled towards him, her tits swaying beneath her, her rounded ass perched high in the air, her long tail swinging freely, wings flapping happily. However, just when she had made her way between his legs, her face between his warm thighs, lips only mere inches from the enflamed helmet her ordered her to stop!

Nefarius clapped his hands, a thunderous, wall shattering explosion rocking the room. A few seconds later, Zachary entered the room and stood in the distance, back against the wall, in clear view of Nefarius. Zachary did not move any closer, just standing there as commanded, awaiting his next command.

Lowering his eyes to Syxia, he commanded her to turn around. She did, coming to the realization that Zachary was now in the room, her eyes forward, only able to focus on him. Her ass and pussy were now displayed to Nefarius, still dripping with her sexual excitement.

"Fuck your Master's cock with your pussy!" Nefarius' words filled the room as his hands reached out for her hips, guiding her pussy back onto his hardened shaft. He moved her tail up and out of the way, her slick ass winking back at him as she flexed, positioning herself so that her pussy could take him in, remaining on her hands and feet.

As Syxia lowered her hips, Nefarius' hands slid to her ass, mauling the tight globes, leaning in to snake his forked tongue into her ass. He tongued the opening for a bit as Syxia adjusted to her Master's size and girth. By the time she took him completely inside, he was reaching between her wings, grabbing fistfulls of red hair, tugging sharply, keeping her head liftes as she fucked him.

He made no effort to move his hips, or thrust in any manner. Syxia was going to fuck him until he came, Nefarius decided. While she fucked him, she had no choice but to cast her eyes upon Zachary who looked on, completely without emotion.

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

Syxia felt his impressive manhood pressing hard against her wet, dripping entrance, and a shiver of lust rippled up through her body. She could hardly move her head, yet the pain of the pressure on her hair where her master was holding her tight was more a pleasure than anything else. The glowing red embers of her eyes locked on Zachary's, catching his gaze and holding it locked as she angled her hips and then lowered herself down onto her master's cock.

She moaned wantonly as she impaled herself on him, thrusting her hips back and pushing against him with her palms and toes pressed against the ground to give her leverage as she moved, and in a few moments, she felt her ass press flush against his flesh as she bottomed out on him. For a moment, she held motionless, enjoying the feeling of the fullness of his length inside her, but she only let herself enjoy that feeling for a moment.

Eyes still locked on Zachary, she began to fuck her master, rocking back and forth against him, slamming herself against his body as she fucked him. Soon, she began to twist her hips to the left and right as she impaled herself, moving almost unconsciously to add a lateral sensation to her fucking motions. She also began to clench against him whenever she was sliding down onto him, attempting to crush his cock in her deep wet folds and making him feel every single inch of movement as he slid up into her hungry depths. And as she fucked him, she suddenly came. Her orgasm made her arch her back and thrust against him all the harder, but she didn't stop. Yet as her sexual energy flushed through her body, it mostly traveled down her legs to where her feet continued their transformation, her toes melting together, her toenails increasing in size and hardening, transforming into polished jet black but nonetheless dainty hooves with leathery pads below that increased her grip on the ground, giving her even more leverage to fuck. Yet still, now and then, her new hooved feet slipped on the floor, making soft squeaking noises before they caught purchase again and she redoubled her efforts to make her master come.

The sensation of his tongue on her ass was curious... she couldn't turn around to see how he was managing that, but images of a tongue nearly as long as her tail assailed her mind as she felt him lapping up along the cleft of her ass. She was already dripping from the cunt, thick runners of nectar drooling out of her slit to spatter on the floor below her every time she lunged forward off his cock so that only the thick head of his manhood remained lodged in her, and soon the saliva he was depositing on her ran down to join that nectar and increase the hot rain that was quickly forming a slick puddle under her. She could feel another orgasm building, and while she didn't think she would be able to make her master come before that, she resolved to try.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Nefarius

Nefarius continued to sit upon his throne as Syxia fucked his cock with wild abandon and unbridled lust. Her contractions were exquisite and enough to make any mere mortal, or any of his minions to cum. However, Nefarius willed himself against it, waiting for Syxia to bring that pleasure to herself. A growing puddle of saliva mixed with her frothy juices was gathering on the floor beneath them. Yet Nefarius refused to give Syxia that little bit of success she was hungering for.

His snaking tongue had slithered from his mouth and was digging deeper and deeper into her ass, wriggling as its forked tips tickled her insides. He sneered with evil glee as he felt Syxia lose control of her body, her tail thrashing wildly, her wings flapping uncontrollably as her body shuttered. A thick stream of her fluids escaped from their frothy juncture, a fast moving river running down her legs. The same animalistic howl she had let loose before, once again echoed repeatedly off the stone walls. Yet Nefarius still had not cum!

His hands gripping her even tighter by the hips, continued forcing her down onto his erection, his flaming tip searing through her womb. Her exertions were growing weaker, though she tried her best to keep pace, to keep up with his enegy. The burning heat and friction filled the room with intense warmth.

Nefarius had withdrawn his tongue, her buttery sweetness now filling his mouth. His hand reached up and engulfed the shaft of her swollen tail. He fisted the girth and slid his clenched hand along its length. Reaching the tip, he brought it down and forced the bulbous end into the slick opening left void by his tongue.

He forced her tail into the opening, bending her tail in half, while she still remained impled upon his massive cock. Her muscles clamped even tighter around his manhood as she became doubly filled. Nefarius ass fucked Syxia with her own tail while still fucking her pussy with his cock.

He knew the combined sensations would be overwhelming for Syxia, having an orgasm and a tailgasm at the same time. Sure enough, Syxia's body caught fire, her flesh burning from the searing heat. Her once smooth pale skinned flesh, now bore the animalistic version of a succubus, leathery and red, her horns now sharp spikes, her wings full and aflutter. Her heeled hooves were complete as well as her own snaking tongue, which had split!

And yet, even as a fully developed animal version of a succubus, Syxia was not able to make Nefarius cum. The transformations and exertions had thoroughly drained her, leaving her a mere mass of devilish form. Nefarius extracted her from his cock and dropped her into the puddle she had created.

Nefarius rose from his throne and left Syxia whimpering as he exited the room. As he left, he walked by Zachary, whose eyes were still glued to Syxia. Nefarius leaned in and whispered in his ear. "When she has regained her energy, send her to my room!"

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

Syxia felt hollow and humiliated as she lay in the puddle of their lovemaking. Her tail was still jammed up inside her own ass, but her pussy felt so empty, so barren without her master's cock inside it. She'd come twice (three times if you counted her tailgasm), but her master hadn't come once; her body was empty of his seed, and she could only assume she'd failed him. She tried to rise to her hands and her feet but couldn't manage it. Pangs not unlike the hunger of a starving person shot through her, yet they radiated not from her stomach but from her womb.

She looked up, her crimson hair slick with sweat and sticking to her face, the flesh of which had darkened as well to a fiery red. There, at the other end of the otherwise empty room, stood Zachary, his cock erect and throbbing.

Somehow, Syxia managed to roll over and propped herself up into a sitting position, leaning against the side of the stone altar. She spread her wings to either side against the altar, then rolled over and lifted herself so that now she was kneeling over the altar, her tits pressing against the stone of its top and her arms flung wide to grip either side. She spread her knees, her flesh glistening where she'd slid through their greasy leavings, and angled her pussy and ass toward Zachary. She looked over her shoulder at him and spoke, her voice breathy and tired.

"Come to me, Zachary. Pull loose my tail and fuck me wherever you want. Fill me with your seed, Zachary... do as your mistress commands!"

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Zachary

Zachary watched helplessly, unable to move, his feet seemingly glued into position, forced to watch the amazing transformation take place, not to mention the incredibly erotic, and enticing live sex show he had just witnessed. He watched with intent eyes as the Demon Master used the object of his own admiration, without jealousy or envy. All Zachary could think about was doing exactly as Syxia had commanded, waiting ... achingly so ... for her command to satisfy her desire.

He'd willingly and happily do whatever she asked of him, eager to please her every desire. If he had the added benefit of sexual release, the bonus would be graciously appreciated. He was infatuated and coupled with her in mind and body for the eternity of time as he knew it. All he could do was stand, with his cock pointing straight as an arrow, hoping he could fulfill her desire.

When the Demon Master had left, Zachary took his instruction and memorized it, ensuring he'd not only carry out Syxia's command, but his as well! As she crawled about the mess of her orgasmic slime and moved from the throne back to the altar, Zachary could tell she still hadn't regained her energy. In all actuality, she was far from having any energy, her voice hoarse and weak as she spread her legs and wings, arms spanning the stone altar, gripping the sides for support in preparing for Zachary's assault.

Syxia's words were music to his ears, an open invitation to take her and fulfill not only her sexual desire, but his as well! She didn't care which hole he chose, having just the raw hunger for his seed! He approached her from behind and stepped between her trembling legs, her sex, literally dripping with thick streams of honeyed froth, her ass stuffed and stretched with the thickness of her own tail. He gripped the tail at the entrance to her ass, realizing that one hand couldn't envelop its thickness, adding his second as he slowly pulled it out, noting how deep it had actually been buried, its thickness tapering thinner before reaching the tip.

It was as if Syxia really didn't want to release her grip, the muscles contracting tightly around the shaft, trying to keep the precious ornament within her heated body. Zachary followed her command, to the letter, retightening his grip around the buteery slick shaft, and pulled, freeing the oversized ball from her grip. A deafening squeal filled the room as Syxia's wings fluttered, and her tail whipped around wildly for a few seconds as the sensations washed over her body.

With both holes so readily availed to him, bothe wet and ready, Zachary had his choice of holes into which he was permitted to sink his cock. He wasted no time aiming the tip of his significantly smaller cock to Syxia's waiting, slick pussy! At least that opening would provide a little more friction than the gaping opening of her ass.

Syxia's cries were renewed as Zachary sank his cock in, grabbing her hips as he thrust his hips forward. Zachary pumped for only a few minutes, his inexperience destined to haunt him during his lifetime stay. He came rather quickly! However, his copious amount of human seed filled Syxia more than even she could have expected. All that teasing had affected Zachary in ways that he couldn't undertand. He came, what he swore were gallons, of cum, before exhaustedly pulling out and stepping away from Syxia, awaiting to see if she had any further commands of him?

She hadn't spoken another word, but Zachary could see her muscles fill out, slowly regaining her composure as she stood more perfunctly in her four-legged stature. She was getting her energy back, her breathing stronger, and more defined.

"Master has requested I escort you to His room when you are ready."

Zachary had caught her eyes as she whipped her head around and stared at him with a determined look on her face.

"Is there anything else Mistress needs before we go?"

 

[Pywakit]

Syxia

As he came in her, Syxia felt her strength returning in a sudden explosive rush. She realized there and then the full extent of her new nature, of how as a succubus, she would burn through her reserves far more quickly than a mortal and would need to feed far more often. She took what Zachary had to offer, felt his immense load filling her, felt it sloshing around inside her body. She was certain much of it would run back out of her, but she felt it settle somewhere deep inside her, a pool of heat that felt huge and heavy and potent within her body.

She crawled on all fours around Zachary, rubbing against his legs almost as a cat might, and gave his cock an appreciative lick with her now-forked tongue. She was rewarded with a sudden spasm and a tiny additional squirt of come from its tip. Her reflexes were swift; she caught it and swallowed, closing her eyes and murmuring contentedly as she felt even that tiny dollop traveling down into her belly to join the load that she'd already stored.

She dropped into a sitting position, legs folded under her, tail coiling around her like a belt and then up along her belly, the bulbous tip glistening with her own moisture as it rubbed against the undersides of her tits.

"Well then," she said, "If the Master wants me to come to him, we should not keep him waiting. For now, slave, I would have you stay at my side, though. I may have a use for you at any moment. Now, come with me. The Master awaits."

On all fours, she set off for Nefarius's chambers, not bothering to check to see if Zachary were following but knowing he was. As she entered her master's chambers, she spoke again. She looked around, but although she didn't see him at first, she could feel his presence. She spoke to the apparently empty room.

"I have regained my energy, Master. What is my next lesson?"

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Nefarius / Damian

Nefarius looked over his lovely pet, apparently, finally satiated and energized from her recent endeavor. She had entered the room, proudly announcing herself with Zachary following obediently behind her. Nefarius emerged from the shadows, surprising them both. They spun quickly to find him standing behind them.

Speaking to Zachary, Nefarius hoped Syxia would learn from his last lesson. "Zachary, my minion ... I trust you have served your mistress well? I don't think she'll be insensitive to your needs in the future, as long as you continue to do your best! By servng Syxia, you also serve me, and by serving me, I will continue to ensure your rewards!" Nefarius glanced momentarily towards Syxia, as if silently telling her that his speech to Zachary was ment for her also. He then finished with Zachary, dismssing him from their presence.

Waiting for the minion to leave, Nefarius slithered over to where his pet remained on all fours. He attached a leash to her collar and walked her through the room, testing her abilities to remain close and teach her, her position while in his presence. "You will always be on the left heel of your master, always remaining on his left side; never his right! Whether on all fours, or upright, Syxia will be to my left!"

Finally, Nefarius led her to the big, luxurious bed, to which he attached the leash at the foot post. "You still have not gained the right to share my bed, but you must sleep!" He pointed to the small area at the foot of the bed that Syxia had occupied in the past, knowing it was her designated spot.

However, as she crawled onto the small pad, Nefarius grabbed two fistfulls of her fiery red hair and painfully pulled her head to his groin. Instinctively Syxia's mouth opened, and Nefarius shoved his entire length into the open orifice. His howl bellowed throughout the room. "You will NEVER leave your master unsatisfied! If he is, you should be well aware he is disappointed with you in some way!"

He didn't give Syxia an opportunity to even mumble a single utterance, forcibly face-fucking her as he brutally pounded his muscular hips against her face. His length and girth filled and stretched her, yet Syxia's practice had made it so she could handle the large intrusion with relative ease, despite his simmering anger. It had taken quite a while, but Nefarius filled her stomach with his hot searing liquid, not once, but three times, never stopping his brutal attack!

She'd need every bit of energy she could savor for her next task which was about to begin. He dropped her body onto the pad before climbing onto the bed, and ordering her to sleep!

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The next day, they awoke in the warm comfort of a deluxe hotel suite, overlooking a spectacular view of the city skyline. The penthouse offered them every amenity imaginable. Damian peered over Sylvia's naked body with a knowing hunger. She had transformed back into human form for her mortal task, creamy milk white skin, naked and pure, large, perfectly proportioned breasts, and her glistening, wet, smooth, sex were on full display for Damian's eyes. Her flaming red hair remained a constant from her succubus form.

"Good morning my little one!" Damian greeted her, even though it appeared that she was once again, a little confused by her surroundings. "It is time for your next task. This one will be a bit more difficult for you, and will require some ingenuity, and female cunning to complete."

Damian moved to the armoire and opened it, revealing a vast array of impeccable clothing options for Sylvia's perusal. On the nearby desk was a full assortment of cosmetics, and a large mirror. Sylvia seemed drawn to the closet, mindlessly looking over the options as Damian filled her in on the details of her task.

"There is a young man named Barrett who is in town with a group of friends. Barrett is set to get married in two weeks. His friends brought him here as part of his bachelor party. They plan on taking him to a strip club for some partying, and then continuing the celebration back in the hotel room. Your task is to steal Barrett's love from his wife-to-be. Barrett will not be as easy a target as Zachary, so you may have to work your way to him by using others around you. Rely on what you have learned to complete your tasks. And remember ... You cannot claim a mortal until they have professed their love for you!"

Damian admired the naked swell of Sylvia's ass as she peered through the closet with a clearer understanding of her task, and what she wanted to wear for her assignment.

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

Sylvia listened attentively, her heart already beginning to beat faster as she imagined what it would be like to steal this man from his wife-to-be. So, it was to be a strip club where she would meet him then? She sorted through the dozens of different outfits that waited for her, trying to decide how to dress. Business woman, college girl, even police officer... none of those seemed right.

Then it all clicked. If this Barrett was being taken to a strip club, she would become the stripper. She would find out what club his friends were planning on taking him to, get a job at the club, perform for him and work her way into their circle so that they would invite her to come with them back to their hotel, at which point she would seduce this Barrett and make him hers. A tricky plan, to be sure, but she was certain she could do it.

If she was going to play the part of a stripper, she knew she needed something sexy all the way down to her skin. She selected a crimson silk thong first, the skimpy front having a heart shaped lace "window" just above her clit to show off even more skin. She pulled the thong on, tugging it up against her sex and making sure the straps were high up on her hips. She followed this with a matching crimson strapless bra, over which she slipped into a flimsy black half-slip that hung off her shoulders by two thin straps, left her cleavage on ample display while hiding her bra, and hanging down loosely from her tits to just above the midriff.

Next came a black leather miniskirt with a zipper that ran up one hip and a pale blue button-up blouse. She tucked the hem into her skirt after making sure her thong straps rode higher up on her hips than the skirt did, knowing that they'd be hidden with her blouse on until she removed it. She then slid on a pair of dark stockings that came up to her mid calf, leaving a few inches of pale skin between their lacy elastic tops and the lower line of her miniskirt. A pair of black knee-high leather boots with high heels came next. She fitted her wrists with gold bracelets, her fingers with sparkling rings, hear ears with dangling gold hoops and emerald studs, and wished for a moment her nipples and clitoris were pierced... time for that on a later mission, she supposed. Fingerless black lace gloves slid up each arm to just below the elbow, and the final touch, a slender black tie that hung down to her belly, gave her the look she was aiming for: the slutty but still strangely innocent-looking schoolgirl. She took a few more moments with her hair, tying it back in a tight ponytail that hung down to the small of her back, then sat at the makeup table, applying red lipstick, heavy mascara and dark eyeshadow, and a bit of color to her cheeks before finally standing before Damian for him to approve of her appearance.

"I am ready for the hunt, Master. May I begin?"

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Damian

Damian eyed the knockout outfit that Sylvia put on, thinking that watching her dress as almost as arousing as watching her undress! She had all the moves of a graceful stripper, flowing and dancing to an imagined tune as she plucked each garment from the armoire, then fitting it onto her lithe body. Damian was already quite aroused, and wished she didn't have to rush into her mission. He could easily have ordered Sylvia to satisfy him, which he was sure she'd do in an instant. She did, however have a mission that was time sensitive.

She needed to first, secure a job within the club, then manage to impress either Barrett, or his friends enough to get invited back for more partying. Then, if that wan't going to be hard enough, she'd have to get alone with Barrett and spend some quality time with him ... enough time to convince him that he should forget about his marriage proposal, and to profess a newfound love for this idol!

Of course, since Sylvia would be on her own, she was free to use any and all mortals around her, in order to achieve her goal. Damian again, reminded her to rely on every bit of training she had been given to this point, telling her that she would most likely need it to acheive her goal.

He hooked his arm into Sylvia's and escorted her out the door, into the elevator and down to the lobby, where he escorted her through the crowd, most of whom looked at Sylvia with great disdain. She ignored them all, holding her head high as they exited into the street where she looked less out of place.

Damia informed her that the club was called "Bottoms Up" and had quite a reputation surrounding he club. After walking through the streets, the pair found themselves standing across the sreet from the entrance. There were placards promoting the activities inside, plastered all over the place, along wth some alluring photos advertising tonight's performers. Damian kissed Sylvia on the forehead, wished her luck and patted her ass before shooing her across the street to interview for a position.

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

Sylvia felt a twinge of excitement ripple through her as Damian patted her ass; she would have certainly loved to stay behind and let him pat more than just a single cheek, but she'd been given a mission. Without looking back, she crossed the street with a purpose. It felt weird, walking upright; it hadn't been long that she'd been ordered to crawl before her Master when she was in her true form, but she'd become strangely used to it, and now, everything seemed a little... off. Of course, that could also be because here, in the mortal realm, things weren't quite so... intense.

She glanced at the posters on the walls outside of Bottoms Up, and was pleased to see that while the dancers advertised were beautiful... she was better looking than them by quite a bit. Unfortunately, the "HELP WANTED" signs she'd hoped to see were absent. Her heart began beating faster as she worried that the club wouldn't be interested in hiring her... what would she do if she couldn't get a job here? Her whole plan pretty much depended on being on stage this very evening, when Barrett and his friends arrived.

She pushed open the doors and stepped inside. It was early afternoon, and the place had only just opened. There wasn't much going on yet; just some desperate-looking locals drinking and playing cards at a table. No shows yet at all; they must have gotten here early to get good seats. The guys at the table noticed as she entered, and they fell silent, eyes locked onto her alluring form as she walked deeper into the club, looking for anyone that worked here.

She saw the bartender and walked up to him. "Excuse me," she said. "I'm looking for work... are you hiring?"

The bartender looked her up and down, seemed about to say something, then shrugged. "I don't hire the dancers. You wanna talk to the boss, Mr. Harrison. He's in the back, just go up and knock." The bartender indicated a door to the right with a toss of the head. Sylvia thanked him and approached the door. She took a deep breath, then knocked, hoping that this Mr. Harrison was looking for a new dancer...