The Fallen Angel (Closed for ThePhoenixMan and I)

Damian

Damian looked over her clothing options, and knew it really didn't matter much. Her target was such easy prey. It was a young lad, nary eighteen years old, an awkward one, who seemed socially out of place. His experience with females, non-existent. Damian described him to her as he pushed through the vast array of clothing choices.

Damian told of how he was a farmer boy, a loner, who found refuge in sneaking peeks at pictures of naked women. He explained that the lad could barely even look at a woman, without getting an erection. He'd been teased and ridiculed mercilessly by his peers, male and female alike. He'd been tempted to masturbate on many occasions, but feared he'd go blind as had been warned.

All she had to do was seduce him, show him some charms which she had recently learned, provide him with some pleasures to satisfy her own hunger, and lure him into being one with their legions. Promises of much more to come in exchange for his soul would be a paltry price to pay for such an inexperienced lad.

Damian settled on a cheerleader type outfit, short red skirt, with a crisp white blouse, along with and emblazoned, lettered sweater, with an extremely deep plunging neckline. Reaching into a drawer, he pulled out a pair of panties in matching red, a firm fitting half-bra, which would push her breasts up and out, keeping her erect little nubs poking over the lace edge. He then handed her white bobby socks and white sneakers, with red laces. The final accent he laid out on the comfortable bed was a pair of red ribbons, meant for her golden locks, once they were put into braided tails.

"I think this ought to do the trick for this particular lad! Your makeup is over here. When you're ready, we'll go pay him a visit!"
 
Sylvia

Sylvia nodded as he picked out the clothing for her, then she began to dress. The feeling of the silken panties against her crotch was an experience all on its own, and by the time she was fully dressed in the outfit, she felt almost cradled by the tight clothes. She wound the ribbons into her hair as she braided two long braids to hang down to the small of her back, then began applying the makeup. The skill came strangely naturally to her; and in only a few moments her lips were a deep crimson red, her cheeks glowing with rouge, her eyes highlighted by deep dark mascera and eyeshadow that focused attention on the deep green of her eyes... green for now, at least, until she could return to her true form.

She stood and did a slow turn for Damian, allowing him to see how her skirt hung just barely past the lower curves of her ass cheeks, how her blouse left just enough of her cleavage visible so that a tiny red wedge of her push-up bra was just visible at the lowest reaches of the "V" shape.

"I am ready, I think, to meet this young man. Is he far from here, master?"
 
Damian assured his pet, that the target was not far indeed. He took her from the room and led her through a busy part of town, many eyes casting upon her in various ways. There were men who eyed her with lust in their hearts, there were men that were appalled to see such a young creature walking out in public in such a way, clinging to a man who seemed much older. But nearly every woman that laid eyes upon her, looked at her with disgust.

The disgust, merely veiled the jealousy and envy that the women felt, silently wishing the men would look upon them with such hunger in their eyes.

The pair walked along the streets and to the schoolyard where the highschoolers were letting out. Damian pointed out the tall, lanky lad, whose wildly tossed brown hair matched his awkwardly chosen attire. It was hard to miss the thick, black rimmed coke bottle glasses he wore, perched upon his face. He was a comely looking lad, who was still getting pushed around as he made his way down the walk, in their direction.

"There is the one my pet! All you need to do, is seduce him with your charms. Surely he won't refuse such an offer. Just remember though, your efforts must result in his soul becoming one with our legions. Promise him what you will. If you are successful, I may even allow you to keep him as a pet!

A small slice along his wrist, enough to draw blood, allowing you to take his soul from him. Suckle just enough to wet your lips, and he will be forever loyal to our cause.

I will be near, though you are now on your own. I will come for you when you have completed your task. Damian left her side as the unnamed soul walked towards them, running from the ridicule behind him. He watched as his little spritely cheerleader engaged the lad in conversation.
 
Sylvia

Sylvia glanced back at Damian as she moved toward the gangly student, and seeing the encouragement in his eyes, she took a deep breath and moved in for the strike. The guy was walking briskly, head down and clutching several schoolbooks to his chest as he walked. He certainly didn't seem like a senior only two weeks away from graduation, but more like a nervous kid. As she approached, though, she could tell he had the body of a man.

She intercepted him in the parking lot just before he reached his car, a dented and beat-up old Ford.

"So," she said, leaning against the door to his car so he couldn't open it, "You ready for school to be out yet?" The pick-up line felt silly and hollow, but it was the best she could do on her first try.
 
Zachary Miller

Zach was practically running from the harassment of his fellow students, his head buried, clutching the books to himself, afraid he'd drop them if he wasn't careful. He'd been so preoccupied watching where his feet were hitting the pavement, having memorized the route to where he regularly parked the 1954 Ford pickup that his dad allowed him to use for school. It was a truck that was only used on the farm, but his father gave him permission to use it only for school.

He never even saw her, until the sweet sound of a choir rang in his ear. When he looked up, it was as if all his prayers had been answered. Standing before him was a compilation of all his Playboy centerfolds, and all the snobby cheerleaders from his school, all rolled into one perfect package. The uniform she wore wasn't one he recognized from any of the surrounding schools, but that mattered none to him right now.

He had been so busy, he barely remembered that she even said something to him. He blushed royally from the embarrassment, and stammered, stuttered out an apology. His eyes were riveted to her bountiful bosom, already imagining what this lovely cheerleader looked like underneath the uniform. It was then he felt the tightness in his trousers, and was sure his uncontrollable erection was tenting his pants. It was always happening, and he just couldn't control it! It was the source of a lot of ridicule, especially the girls!

Nevertheless, Zach lowered the books, holding them over his crotch to hide the blossoming erection that she had induced.

"It ... it uhhh ... it's al-all-all-uh-already out." He suddenly realized how stupid he was being. "Oh ... uh ... d-d-do you ... do you ... uhmm ...do you mean ... f-fa-fuh-for the summer?"

He had no clue why the girl was there, or what she wanted, but it was clear that she was not there to make fun of him, or to ridicule him. He felt a strange tingling going through his body as he stared at her, trying to think of a way to get her back to the farm, and maybe into the barn!
 
Sylvia

Sylvia smiled at the kid, and realized this was going to be a lot easier than she'd thought. She waited a moment longer, then turned around and walked slowly around the car, giving him plenty of time to see how her miniskirt didn't quite go all the way down to cover the lowest curve of her ass. As she reached the other side of his car, she leaned down over his hood, resting on her elbows and not quite laying all the way down, just enough so that she was leaning forward and he'd have a pretty much perfect view down her blouse and into her cleavage.

"Well then. My school just let out too," she said, hoping he didn't stop to try to figure out what school she was talking about. "And my stupid brother didn't wait around to give me a ride home. I was wondering... could you give me a ride?" She smiled, secretly delighted with the sexual innuendo she'd just made.
 
Zachary

Zachary's mind immediately went to the thought of sex when the cheerleader asked for a ride. Even though he wasn't a popular one among his peers, he was quite knowledgeable, thanks to the littany of pornography he had at his disposal. When the girl asked for a ride, all he could think about was her lithe cheerleading body, riding atop his cock.

He eagerly and quickly agreed to taking the girl wherever she needed to go. He didn't care. All he cared about was taking advantage of the situation presented to him, even though he was shocked and a bit overwhelmed by his fate of luck. "S - sa - sa - sure," he stuttered.

Zach opened the truck door for her, tossing his books behind the bench seat. He lingered, trying his best to steal a glance, either down her seater, or up her skirt as she climbed into the cab. He took his time, walking around the truck, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, trying to adjust his swollen cock into a position that asn not only more comfortab;e, but less embarrassingly noticeable.

He finally climbed in behind the wheel and started the truck ith a loud rumbling as the muffler choked out a sickening sound. As he put the truck into gear, he looked to the girl, who seemed to be leaning back against the door, looking at him a little strangely.

"S - sa - sa - so? Wa - wa - where's home?"
 
Sylvia

Of course, Sylvia had indeed noticed his erection, though she gave no outward sign of noticing it. She could smell it... could practically taste it in the air. The scent of his come, muffled by his flesh and clothing, was a powerful aphrodisiac to her now, and she was excited to taste it.

When he asked her where she lived, though, she panicked a little bit. She didn't know the layout of the town, didn't even know street names. She certainly didn't actually have a house she could take him to... but then again, she figured she didn't really need a house to get what she wanted from this guy. She only needed somewhere remote, somewhere out of the way.

"Oh... well, I hope that's not a problem. It's a bit out of town to the west." Her eyes flicked in that direction and she noticed the small, forested mountains there. "Up the hill about ten miles out of town, actually, along the main road. Hope that's not too far," she said, batting her eyelashes and shifting in her seat to "accidentally" cause the hem of her miniskirt to rise up a bit higher on her thigh.
 
Zachary

"Na-na-No problem," Zachary managed to stutter as he put the truck in gear, eager to get his newfound friend away from where they were. The problem was that as Zachary eyed her luscious legs, he was rewarded with a glorious sight of creamy flesh, that he could not ignore.

There was no ignoring the raging boner tenting his pants either. And as he pulled out along the main road, heading towards the west end of town, he continually sought out sidelong glances, hoping to see, and succeeding in seeing even more flesh as she fidgeted in the car seat. He tried to hide the fact he was undressing her with his eyes, imagining her creamy flesh hidden beneath the tight sweater, and her moist wet slit under that short skirt. She was already morphing into a live version of all the centerfold models he had masturbated to, ad nauseum.

The problem for Zach was that he couldn't drive, stare, and daydream all at the same time. When he drifted off the road and into the gravel, she had caught him staring. But if that wasn't enough, her eyes had drifted down and knowingly caught sight of his turgid totem pole. His face flushed immediately, showing crimson hues, apologizing agonizingly as he focused back on the road.

His mind, however, continued to imagine his companion without any clothing ...
 
Sylvia

They rode in silence for a bit, Sylvia stealing glances at Zach now and then... letting him SEE her stealing glances. The tenting in his trousers was painfully obvious, and as he drove, he was obviously having a little difficulty keeping an eye on the road. Sylvia wasn't sure how mortal she was now... but she didn't really want to test those limits by getting into a wreck. She was hoping they'd come to a nice secluded area where she could have her way with Zach soon, and as they headed up higher into the forested mountains, she started keeping out an eye for a suitable turnoff. It didn't take long; about halfway up the mountain, there was an old lumber road.

"This is me, here," she said, leaning toward him and pointing at the road on the left ahead, knowing that her scent would waft over him and that by so leaning he'd get a glimpse of her cleavage. "My house is about a half mile up that dirt road." She smiled as she leaned back and waited for him to make the turn before speaking again. "My name is Sylvia, by the way. What's yours?"
 
Zach

Zach was beside himself, growing delirious, unable to control himself with what was happening. The way she fidgeted in the seat made him uncomfortable, his cock strainng tightly in his trousers. He was sure, he was going to have to go home and masturbate to relieve the tension from this wonderful experience. The swell of her breasts, exposed beneath the form fitting sweater was enough, by itself, to fuel his fantasies. Yet, for some reason, Zach seemed to sense that she was purposefully showing him her breasts, jiggling them as she was. Her legs also added to his frenzied mind, her skirt riding higher and higher, revealing her creamy thighs.

When she finally leaned over, he inhaled her scent, a unique odor, so foreign to him, yet intoxicatingly arousing. As he inhaled, he could feel the drunken stupor seep through his body, his mind whirling in a haze filled tornado.

He turned absentmindedly onto the dirt road as instructed, kicking up a dust storm behind him, that hid them from view as they weaved through the narrow path into the dense woods.

He heard her name, and thought it to be nice. "Z-Z-Za-Za-Zach," he stuttered embarrassingly.

He tried to focus on the narrow path, not wanting to nick a tree, nor crash. The canopy of the trees was thick, blocking a lot of the sunlight, and Zach wondered how far back her house was? Before Zach had a chance to ask Sylvia how much further it was, the road came to a dead end!

Zach looked around in all directions, dazed and confused, wondering where he was, trying to recall if he had missed a narrow turnoff? His eyes settled on Sylvia finally, with a pained, questioning glance, only to find her eyes, gleaming back at him. The dark black orbs held a flickering light that captivated and mesmerized him, unsettling as it was.

His mouth fell open, ready to ask the inevitable question of, "What is going on?" But no words came out, not even a stuttering sound. Zach sat there, dumbfounded and confused as he stared into Sylvia's eyes...
 
Sylvia

Sylvia smiled slightly, then moving very slowly, she slid a hand up the front of her blouse and undid the uppermost button. In an instant, her cleavage doubled. She slid her hand lower, undoing the next button, and her tits, which had been straining so hard against the flimsy white blouse, popped free, clad only in the lacy bra, her nipples hard and barely visible along the upper lacy edge. Still silently, she slid out of the blouse and let it drop to the seat between them.

"You're really quite handsome, Zach," she said. "I bet you take all your girlfriends up here." She winked, then turned, opened the door, and slid out into the woods. "See if you can find me, Zach!" she cried out as she fled gracefully into the woods. Soon as she was out of sight, she slid her panties down and draped the fragrant fabric over a branch. Then, wearing nothing but her red miniskirt, bra, socks and sandals, she fled deeper into the woods and hid, watching to see if Zach would follow.
 
Zach

Zachary was once again, beside himself, eyes bugging out of his head as he watched the voluptuous cheerleader shed her blouse exposing such beautiful creamy flesh that put all his porn centerfolds to shame. He could only imagine what her hardened nipples looked like, hidden by only the lace bra, their peaks jutting through the thin material like tent poles.

Zach was draawn to her like a bee to nectar, and quickly chased after her, following the trail she had left behind. He grabbed the flimsy panties off the branch and immediately was assaulted by its aromatic fragrance. Still fisting the panties, he called out to Sylvia, hoping she'd answer him, and he could track her down more easily.

She hadn't!

So Zach relied on his hunting skills and tracked her by the upturned leaves, and broken branches, moving deeper into the woods, until he tracked her hiding behind a large tree, her face a bit flushed as she giggled so.

Zach, however, was breathing heavily as he stared at the nearly naked beauty, her creamy breasts, thrusts out, begging for attention. With the same nervous trepidation that he spoke, Zach moved his hand towards those swollen mounds. His large caloused fingertips made contact with the buttermilk skin, and Zach felt a jolt of electricity course through his veins.

To his surprise, the cheerleader offered no objection, but rather seemed to encourage his touch, moving closer to him. Her mischevious eyes were captivating and bedeviling, drawing Zach deeper under her spell.
 
Sylvia

"Mmmmmm..." Sylvia murmured. "Your hands... they feel so good..." She slid her own hand up to take the back of his right hand in her own, then slid it over from her left breast to her right. As she did, she pressed in against herself so his fingers slid underneath the edge of her bra, not quite getting to her nipples. She left his hand there, then reached out and began to slowly untuck his shirt from his pants. She slid her hands up over his belly and to his chest, partially lifting his shirt but waiting for him to paw more at her tits before she tried to raise his arms to shed him of his upper clothing. As she did, she moved closer to him, twisting slightly so the front of her left hip pressed against the hardness in the front of his pants.
 
Zach

"Ohmigod ..." Zach mumbled as she took his hand and directed it more determinedly over her soft melon, teasing his fingers just below the lace edge. Even though the experience was new and awkward, Zach was practically unable to control himself. When she had twisted and rubbed her hip against his crotch, he could feel his cock twitch uncontrollably. He drew in his breath with a sharp gasp and held that lungful of air, for what seemed like an eternity, taking every bit of his willpower to keep from exploding right there in his jeans.

He slowly let the air out as his eyes sought hers, becoming lost within the dark pools of lust and desire, the black orbs, seemingly drawing him deeper into her soul. His hand crept deeper beneath the lacy bra, acting more on instinct than desire, his fingertips coming in contact with the hardened rubbery tip.

When she let out a pleasurable sigh and rubbed her hip more enticingly along his cock, Zach's desire kicked in, quickly going into overdrive. His large hands aggressively pawed the melons, her soft hands now resting on his abdomen after having untucked his shirt. He dragged his thumbs over the tips, flicking them several times before he firmly grabbed each orb and pulled them upwards, freeing them from the confines of her bra, bunching it beneath her tits, and his hands.

Zach couldn't believe this was happening, and was quickly lost in the euphoria, which appeared to be evolving into his first sexual encounter with a live female!
 
Sylvia

"That's it, Zach," she said, her voice soft and husky. "Rub my tits. Put your hands all over me... and I'll do the same to you..." As she said this, she slid one hand lower, pressing against the warm flesh of his belly so her finger could slide under his pants, under his briefs. In what seemed like an instant, her fingers were sliding through his pubic hair until the tips pressed against the rigid root of his cock. His erection was pushing too hard against his pants, and the backs of her fingers didn't quite brush against him save for at the root. She slid a little deeper, her fingers splitting so that the middle finger and the ring finger slid down either side of his cock, then she squeezed them playfully together before sliding her hand back up to lick at the tips.

"Mmmmm..." she murmured. "You taste delicious..." She slid her hands back down and slowly began to unbutton his jeans.
 
Zach

Zach was losing all control by this point. He didn't need second invitations to begin helping himself to the wonderful assets on display before him. His hands pawed maniacly at the cheerleader's tits, feeling her hardened nipples poking into his palms. His thumb and forefinger were rolling the hard nubbins as her own hand seemed to find their target.

He drew in his breath with a very audible gasp, steeling himself to keep from releasing too soon. Not only was he afraid of becoming embarrassed, but that the unbelievable encounter would come to an end.

His eyes were already glazing over with lust as his heart raced, and his breathing grew more ragged. Her fingers had started undoing his pants, moving quickly in an effort to get better access.

Never before had this happened with Zach, and he was growing increasingly concerned at his ability to withstand the pleasurable sensations coursing through his veins, threatening to send him over the hill at any moment. He held his breath. He counted by twos to a hundred in his head. He tried to focus on anything he could think of, other than sex, just in an effort to delay his orgasm.

He had to do something quick, because he knew he wouldn't make it much longer. Her touch was already causing his swollen rod to throb with each beat of his heart!

"Oooooo ... mmmmm ... gaaawwwdammn ..."

Zach didn't know what to do. All he knew was to follow Sylvia's lead, but it was about to be over real soon ...
 
Sylvia

Sylvia's fingers were moving quickly, undoing buttons and then tugging his pants down over his hips, letting them fall down to his ankles. She smiled as she saw how his cock sprung against the fabric of his briefs, barely contained. She dropped down to her knees, pulling away from his hands and then reached up behind him to take hold of his briefs by the elastic over his buttocks, and then pulled down. The fabric slid over his ass, but in front it caught on his turgid cock. She pulled more strongly, and the front of his briefs started slipping down as well, pulling down on his cock like a lever until it was pointing directly at her cleavage. With one more tug, his briefs were down as well, his cock bobbing free in plain view. Sylvia could smell his innocence; mixed with the heavy scent of his come deep inside his balls, it was enough to drive her mad. She lunged forward, catching the tip of his cock in open mouth, and engulfed him in one sudden rush all the way to the root. Where a moment before, his cock had been bobbing in the air, it was now encased tightly between her lips, pressing against her tongue, lodged deep in her throat.

She began to suck against him. Loud and wet.
 
Zach

That was it!

It was way too much for Zach. Reality was so much different than his fantasies! When Sylvia's mout made contact with his raging hard on and wrapped it in her warm wet mouth, Zach could hold back no longer. His dreams of being a studly creature were being lost in his inability to withstand the pleasurable sensations along the length of his cock. Her loud sucking noises only multiplied the jolts of electricity coursing through his veins.

"Awwwwwww gggggaaaaawwwwwdddd ..." he cried out as he felt his cock begin to throb.

He didn't even have time to warn Sylvia, his body quaking as his cock swelled, the pressure of his release stretching its girth. Then, within a split second, Zachary felt the incredible wave of release wash over him as all the tension and pressure was alleviated through the tip of his cock!

He had shot rocketing stream after stream of hot semen into her mouth, panting heavily as his world slowly came into focus again. When the realization of what had happened had settled in, Zachary became very embarrassed at having ejaculated so early, and he could feel his face redden.

He lowered his eyes to the lovely blonde below him, looking at her quite sheepishly, not quite sure what to say or do!

One thing was sure though, his first blowjob was one he'd never forget!

He was instantly in love with Sylvia!
 
Sylvia

She felt him come, exploding inside of her mouth, and she let him fill her. The flavor of his seed was exquisite; Sylvia could taste his innocence and his purity in the thick, salty fluid that rolled back and forth on her tongue. When he was finally done, she looked up at him and smiled just before letting her lips part so he could see the huge white load in her mouth. She rolled it on her tongue for a moment longer, then swallowed, taking everything he had to offer her into her belly. She glanced at his wrist, tempted to lean forward and nip him, to take his blood and soul there and then... but she wanted him to voluntarily lose his innocence. She had taken this first step. The next would be his choice alone.

She reached up and began stroking his softening , spit-slick member. She smiled as she felt him respond, growing stiff and turgid again. His breathing was rapid, and as he grew hard again, she lay back on the grass and lifted her legs, spreading them as she lay before him. Her skirt slid up and exposed her naked pussy, the lips wet and puffy. She said nothing, wanting him to take all of the advantage here as she presented her open pussy to him.
 
Zach

Zach could not believe his luck as he watched the cheerleader happily accept his thick cream, presenting him with an image that paled in comparison to the centerfolds he had grown accustomed to. His thick cum was pooled in her open mouth before she greedily gulped it all down. But if that wasn't enough, Zach was doubly surprised to find that she wanted more, not one bit disappointed in his premature explosion.

Her toying had him hard for the second time, within a very short span of time. His blood was boiling as he watched her lie back, her creamy mounds calling him to her once again, begging him to place his head on her soft pillows. His eyes hungrily lowered enough to catch the picturesque image of her swollen, excited, bare pussy lips, glistening, awaiting his attention.

Zach was unsure, but acted merely on instinct, unable to speak any words, settling himself between her parted legs as he gripped his own shaft, aiming it towards the obvious target. He fumbled a bit, his inexperience evidenced, until she reached down and guided the tip exactly where it belonged.

Zach watched wide-eyed as she dragged the tip of his cock along her wet slit, cating the tip of his shaft with her fluids. Then, when she pressed it at the soft folds, her eyes looked to him with hunger, a deep hunger he had never witnessed before. Zach felt himself slipping into her as his cock became enveloped by her wet warmth.

As he sunk deeper into her, slowly exhaling the air in his lungs, he looked into her eyes, losing himself into the swirling black pools. It was a hypnotizing effect as his entire length eased into the beautiful woman. Animal instincts took over as his hips began gyrating, luxuriating in the rippling sensation. It didn't take long for Zach to begin fucking the cheerleader in earnest, and he found it useful that he had ejaculated earlier.

The exquisitie sensations coursing through his body at this instant were even more intense than the blow job, yet he was able to withstand those electrical jolts to his system this time around. He began thrusting in and out of her slick, wet opening, grunting and groaning, now totally lost within her eyes, totally oblivious of anything around him ....
 
Sylvia

She was enjoying this.

She felt when his instincts took over his natural timidity, felt his thrusts suddenly grow strong and needy as he crammed up into her and pulled back quickly, as if desperate to get the next thrust seated deep in her hot, wet depths. She heard his grunts and groans, and even her own moans and cries, as if from a distance. The sensation of his cock in her was rising to blot out much else.

Sylvia forced herself to concentrate. She knew she had to take from this innocent his blood. Looking up at him, she realized he'd totally lost track of his surroundings, and she smiled. She realized she didn't have a knife or anything to slice him with, then realized that she didn't need anything. As his thrusts grew faster and more ragged, and as she felt him beginning to topple over the edge, about to come into her, she brought one of his wrists up to her lips, as if to kiss him there. But as he came inside of her, she opened her mouth and bit into him, taking his seed via the lips between her legs and his blood via the lips on her face.
 
Zachary

It didn't take long for Zach to reach the pinnacle of his youthful, first-time sexual experience. Even though he had just received a mind blowing blowjob from the cheerleader, his youthful exuberance had him ready for another explosion in no time.

Not even in his wildest dreams could Zach have ever imagined how wonderful intercourse could feel. Nor could he have ever imagined that he'd be sharing this experience with such a beautiful woman that put every woman he'd ever seen to shame in comparison. He was definitely the luckiest guy in the world!

And as his climax grew closer, Zach began to lose himself in her eyes. A hypnotising effect took over him as his hips thrust speedily of their own accord. And as the pressure grew, his eyes rolled back into their sockets, going blind and oblvious as the volcano began to erupt. He screamed out, "Oooohhhh I love youuuuu!"

He was only vaguely aware that she had brough his wrist to her mouth, concentrating instead on the fluid rushing from his balls through his pulsing shaft. At the very same moment that the first rocket of his seed left his flaring tip, he felt a pin prick on his wrist!

Fireworks erupted everywhere! Explosions rocked his body! Earthquakes rattled everything around him! And the overhead sun erupted into a huge fireball that slowly dissipated into total darkness.

As Zach's eyes came to focus once again, things were now very different!

The sun was not out! They were not immersed in the woods! Instead, they were blanketed by blackness, an eerie red glow surrounding them. The lush softness of the ground beneath them was replaced by hard stone. His heavy breathing could be heard echoing off nearby walls. And beneath him, the beautiful cheerleader, was replaced by a winged creature, still strikingly beautiful however.

"What the ..." Zach cried out as he pulled his shriveling cock out, only to look down and see a small pointed tail pinned between her splayed legs!

Zach didn't know about the much larger winged, male creature, standing behind him!
 
Syxia

Syxia smiled up at the confused human. Her eyes locking with his, she froze him in place with her glowing red orbs, then slid a finger down between her legs to drag it up between her glistening lips, gathering up a load of his come there. She licked the blood off her lips and swallowed, then opened her mouth and held the tip of her finger above, letting the thick white drop of come dangle, then plummet from her finger tip into her mouth as well. Her pointed tail twitched and grew nearly six inches as she swallowed, and her wings, once feathered, writhed and transformed into that of a bat; her transformation into a full-fledged succubus was now well underway.

"Mmmmmm," she purred. "Mortals are so delicious. I wish I'd known this ages ago, master, but thank you for allowing me to bring him in to your servitude. What do I need to do next?"
 
Nefarius

Nefarius reached out his arm and placed it around the young male's shoulder, welcoming him to his world, explaining the wonderful benefits that awaited him, having unwittingly joined as one of his minions. The biggest benefit was that as Syxia's personal servant, he'd enjoy her talents when she felt the need! That, in itself, seemed to be enough for him as he relaxed at the thought of another sexual tryst with the insatiable woman.

He was whisked away by the other minions who prepared him further for his servitude, leaving Syxia and Nefarius alone!

He looked lovingly upon the beautiful creature who was slowly becoming the succubus she was destined to become. He was thoroughly pleased with her performance, but further educated her!

"You have done well my pet! He will be your personal servant for eternity, and you are free to use him as you see fit, to satisfy your urges and needs! I have been watching you! I am proud of you, but I must caution you! Do not take a soul before its time! If you do so, you will only kill the mortal, and not take the soul! You must only take them after they have professed their love for you! Once they do that, they are yours for the taking!"

He watched as his pet nodded, absorbing the information.

"There will be another target for your efforts, another for you to seduce and lure into your web of seduction. But for that you will need to prove your efficiency in greater fields! Now come kneel before your Master!"

As she knelt before him, he combed his fingers through her hair, feeling her purr in satisfaction.

"In order to be a successful seductress, you must be able to lure a target by any means possible. You must make a man *want* to love you, *want* to be with you, *want* to fuck you! Sometimes you will have to do that without making contact with him! You must use the power of your body and your sexuality to do so! In order to seduce your next target, you will need to learn to masturbate effectively!"

Nefarius walked away, leaving Syxia in her kneeling position, and sat in his throne.

"Syxia! You have done well and earned some quality time with your Master! Do a dance for your Master! Show your Master how you move! Make your Master want you! If you can get Master aroused enough, without touching him, you will be rewarded appropriately!"
 
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