A familiar face

The moment you laid eyes upon her you knew she was yours. Although the once perky desk clerk looks worn, she is beautiful. You taste her pain. It has grown immensely in a short time.

She staggers toward you. Her hair is blond and shoulder length. Her breasts are lovely c-cups, made larger by a narrow waist. Her legs are long and graceful. A pair of small black horns protrudes from her forehead.

She walks straight toward you, uttering, "What did you do to me? Please make it stop."

As she gets closer you see blood slowly oozing from a hole in her forehead.

"What is your name sweetling?"

She looks up at you and bows her head, perhaps realizing who she is addressing.

"Mistress, my name is Kayla. Please I'll do anything if you take away the pain."

You spread your legs showing off your slick wet sex. "Supplicate yourself before me, worship me and I shall consider it."

She wastes no time nuzzling your inner thighs and licking you. She is quite skilled. Though your fondest desire is to bring pain, you enjoy having your pussy licked as much as the next demon.

You moan in pleasure at the aparitif. You slice away her pants and underwear, leaving her bottom bare. Now for the meal. You slap her ass with a powerful flat handed blow, leaving the skin a pleasant shade of red. She quivers in pain but keeps licking. You slap her again and again, devouring her pain.

As she begins to tire you allow her to stop. She has been a fine meal.

She looks up at you with wide blue eyes. "Mistress, please my pain."

"Very well, will you give yourself to me fully. Will you feed on the pain of others?"

"Anything, make it stop."

"Then you may become my first courtesan, a lady of pain."

You push her away and wave your hand. Fire engulfs her. She screams and whimpers and makes noises you could not imagine a human making. It is such beautiful music.

You wave your hand and the fire stops. Kayla stands before you, her skin blackened and burned away, her muscle fibers clearly visible. She is in exquisite pain and there is madness in her eyes. You lob a drop of blood at her.

As your black blood hits her it begins to spread. Soon it covers every bit of her body save her eyes. It shimmers, becoming a one piece shiny black catsuit. She opens her eyes wide. They are a pretty glowing red with black vertical slits through their centers. She wears what appears to be a spiked collar, in reality each spike goes all the way through her neck, ten in all making twenty pretty protrusions. Her breasts have grown from modest c-cups to massive perky melons. She has grown a tail much like yours. It is long, whiplike, and has poisoned spikes.

She smiles showing a larger wider mouth full of pointed teeth. With a sexier hoarse voice she says, "Thank you my princess. I will obey your every command."

You pull on Melody's chain forcing her to look at your newest creation.

Kayla moans in pleasure, tasting Melody's pain.

"Now Kayla, there will be lost souls coming. I wish for you to make them feel at home."

She giggles. "Yes, my Princess!"