Helen

Cordelia opens the door and is greeted by a sinfully beautiful girl. She is dressed as a Succubus in a deliciously blasphemous latex nun outfit.

She gives Cordelia a lascivious grin. “Hi, I’m Helen.”

“I’m Cordelia, I was here before with Jenny and this is my friend, Becky.”

“You girls must be positively parched. I know just the thing. Follow me.”

Helen heads toward the bar.

Becky is both disturbed and aroused by the atmosphere. “You’re right, Cordelia, they really did go all out.”

“I know, right.”

“Here girls, the punch is just to die for.”

Cordelia takes a drink from the proffered cup and can’t help but think it tastes like pussy.

She turns her attention to Becky. “Drink up.” She chugs the drink.

Becky drinks it down.

Helen grins wickedly. “I think you need a refill.”

Helen caresses Cordelia, licking her neck with a tongue that is just a bit too long. She moves close to her ear and whispers. “We’ll have her worshipping in your temple soon enough.”

Helen caresses Cordelia’s cheek, the pulls her into a scorching sapphic kiss. Becky’s jaw drops.

“I should call Matt.”

Helen smiles at her. “It’s a bit loud out here. You can use my room.”

Becky responds...