Inside the small door.

The door closes and darkness fills the room but for only a second. A light illuminates the small room to show it was only a little bigger than a broom closet. "Welcome, lets skip the formalities shall we?" Before Norton could speak she leaped upon him, each time he felt he broke away from her another part of him was held down. It was like a game to her, she laughed as he struggled and cursed to no avail. "You are wearing to many close, for what we are going to do those will only be in the way. She begins to claw at him but only deep enough to tear his clothes to shreds leaving him completely naked. "Lets begin," she wraps her fingers around his penis and begins stroking it. He did not realize it before, but between the interaction with Lilith and seeing the harpies sexy body he was rock hard. "Mmm, I guess you like that don't you? A girl needs her fun too you know." She sits directly on his face, even though she felt light as a feather he could not muster the strength to get her off of him. "This is the part where you lick me," Norton managed a muffled "Fuck you" from between her thighs. "Oh, that is for later, right now I am in the mood for some foreplay, keep struggling, it is only making me wetter." She wasn't lying, she left streaks upon his face as she grinded on his face. "Stick out your tongue, you will be here a long time and I am not stopping until I am satisfied." He wrestled with both her on top of him and her fingers which held his penis as she stroked him closer and closer to the edge. She was too much, he knew her attention was too much and he was going to pop. "I have to give her what she wants," he thought to himself.

He tilted his head back and began licking her, "Mmm, I was wondering how long that would take," she tasted amazing, like a sweet candy, a flavor unlike any he has ever tasted before. He couldn't decide if he was licking her to please her or to continue tasting her necter. After a few minutes she lifted off of him and quickly shifted positions before the opening even registered. "You have indulged so much from me, and I have yet to taste you." He tries to struggle again but fatigue was setting in and he had less chance of escaping now then he did when they first battled. She breathed on his member, "Mmm, I love the taste of fear, you want this, but you are afraid aren't you? You like the feeling of being pleasured but you want it on your time, under your control, don't you? You children of Adam must learn your place, we of Lilith will take your desire and feed upon every ounce of it. You will know her through me, then you will break." Her final words were accompanied by her wrapping her lips around his penis. She sucked on him hard as if she was trying to suck his entire body out and her tongue lashed on all sides of his tool and grinded into him. His penis was losing a battle it had no chance of winning. "Oooh," He half screamed and half moaned as she continued this **** for what seemed like hours.

She lifted herself off of his exhausted body, he began gasping for air trying to gather back any energy he could muster. "Well, that was very exciting but I think it is time to pass on the foreplay and get to the main course." She straddled his waist and slowly lowered herself down on him. She was wet, hot and warm, really warm, just a couple degrees below burning, and her tightness sucked him in as if her vagina was custom made for his exact penis. "Oh, the sons of Adam always feel so good," she slowly began grinding on him, he was able to muster enough strength to lightly push on her shoulder which she grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her breast while the other was placed on her hips. "Is that what you like to hear from the chlidren of Eve? Do you like to hear her moan as you hit every part of her body? Well I am not a child of Eve, and no matter how good you think you feel, I am that much better." She bucked into him as if she was trying to fuck him through the floor. His struggles went from pushing her off to holding her hips for dear life as she rode orgasm after orgasm out of him. He lost track of time, and eventually lost track of how many times he orgasmed. He went from fighting her to just fighting for consciousness and just as fighting her was a losing battle he was losing this one too. This wasn't sex, this was past sex, he was dominated mind, body, and soul. She owned him and he knew it, and secretly loved it....or loved her....or....was it love? Do you call it love? Or, was it desire? Is she taking his desire? Is she becoming all that he desired?

Before he could even answer that question his body convulsed in what he could only understand was his last conscious orgasm. "Damn," he said to himself, "I should have just went home." He looked up at her, her eyes showed no love, no mercy, only a devilish smirk. "Goodnight weakling, maybe you can satisfy me in the morning.

Darkness...