Enslave Him

Your soulless limo driver opens the door for you. You step inside and tell him the address.

You want to kill this man who has the audacity to investigate you. However, mother is right. Turning a liability into an asset benefits your longer term plans.

You have the limo drop you off a block away. You walk briskly. It is very early in the morning and you’d like to have the cover of darkness while you enslave your prey.

You move to the window below his bedroom and focus pure lust at the sleeping man. You feel him stir. You call to his carnal desires and he descends the stairs to his front door.

He opens it and you press your breasts against his masculine chest. He is quite attractive and his soul smells free of sin. You grasp his cock with your right hand. It is above average and rock hard.

You guide him inside and lay him down. You remove his pants and press your sex down on his pole. You waste no time trying to make him cum. In minutes he is on the edge.

You smile in triumph.

*click*

“Get off Tom, or I’ll blow your brains out.”

You pause. You were so close. You feel fear. Bullets can end your immortal life. You turn dropping the glamour on just your eyes.

“His soul is mine bitch.” You lie. “Unless there is something you’d like to trade for it.”

“You foul witch!” She cries, tears dripping down her face.

“I’d be happy to trade his soul and a boon for yours, dear.”

“You’d let him go?”

“I’d return his soul and grant you a fondest desire.”

Below you he stirs. If he regains consciousness, he’ll spoil your gambit.

“Any desire?”

“Anything within my power.”

She pauses. Inside you are screaming ‘hurry’, but you simply give her an evil grin,

“I’ll do it.”

You slide off his cock with a pop and move next to her.

“Tell me.” You command.

“My soul is yours in exchange for his and a boon.”

You grasp her soul and pull it from her body. She stands there expressionless.

“There. How do you feel?”

“I feel nothing, mistress.”

You whisper in her ear. “The boon you most want is for me to make Tom a fellow ****.”

She nods. “The boon I want is for you to enslave my husband.”

Awake now he groggily reacts. “Erica, no!”

You are on him. You **** yourself on his cock and bath him in your lust. He resists, but it is far too late.

He cums. You begin to feast upon his soul. Instinctively you know you have taken enough. You stand up with an audible pop.

“Erica, you will return to being you, except you will enjoy sex far more. You will happily spread your legs for any man who will help Tom’s career. You will also tell your girlfriends how wonderful it feels to be one of the soulless.”

In a dreamy voice, Erica responds. “Yes, Princess.”

“Tom, your goal is to quash any potential investigations that might involve me, and keep me informed on what is happening in your department.”

“Yes, Princess.”

You grin. You walk out the front door and reach the limo just before the sun peeks out over the horizon.