The Princess of Pain

You feel strange. It takes you a moment to realize, it is the absence of pain. It is strange, but you crave its harsh touch.

You run a talon along your midriff, cutting yourself open. There is no pain. You orgasm as you heal. It is surprising how difficult it is to cut you flesh. As you step toward a mirror you realize despite you small size and feminine shape your density must have changed. You must weigh close to six or seven hundred pounds.

Your strength now seems commensurate with your weight. Bending a steel rod would be child's play.

You turn to the mirror and smile. Father has left you with many gifts. Your breasts have grown modestly and now look splendid squeezed together and up, in the tight black leather corset. The corset itself is ringed at the waist with razor sharp two inch long spikes. Your legs are long and shapely, and covered in skin hugging latex boots. The shiny boots come to a wicked point at the toe and have seven inch heels made from stainless steel and ending in a sharp point. Your black horns are partially hidden by your black hair, but they curl three times. Adorning your head is a wrought iron tiara which embeds itself in your skull in three places. Tiny drips of your blood drip from the points upon where the tiara sits. Your eyes are attractive crimson slits.

Your pussy is bare and uncovered. A lure that calls to the fools. A promise of pleasure, that will only cause them pain. If there was any question, the vicious looking whip attached to your corset should set them straight. Of course the whip is mostly for show. You have your father's tail. It is seven feet long and has a tip with many barbs, each of which oozes a paralytic neurotoxin designed to cause pain and leave your potential lover in a ideal state for your pleasure.

Your desire for pain is increasing to a strong craving. You hear a murmur from the corner. A short blond girl sits there tied up. Delicious, your father has left another gift.

"Jody...Jody is that you?"

You laugh and approach her. "The Jody you knew is gone."

"But...but...Cecil said I would be rewarded, we would be together forever."

You reach out with a clawed hand and etch your signal into her forehead. She screams in pain. Such exquisite pain. Father has indeed left you a fine gift. She guenuinely had feelings for the creature you were. You devour both her physical and emotional pain.

"Ah, he told you the truth dear. My father has rewarded you with the ability to heal and immortality. I will **** and feed upon you until you go mad and then I will fill you with my darkness and you will continue to serve me forever." You laugh a rich laugh, it feels so good to taste her pain.

She screams.

You take a drop of your blood from where it bleeds from your tiara. You move your finger in a circle and concentrate. A shiny black collar and leash appear in your hand. The inside of the collar has tiny little spikes all around it. You click it around the blondes neck.

She screams, "No!"

"It is best you follow me closely ****." You give the collar a tug and the spikes cut her pretty little neck.

She screams in pain. And, you feed upon it, hoping she is a slow learner. You walk into the lobby to check out, feeding on everyone in the lobby who is in pain.

The perky desk clerk is still there.

"Did you enjoy your stay?"

You extend you talon and punch a hole in her forehead. She screams.

"No I did not."

You walk out swaying you ass to many admirers. Behind you the desk clerk screams and screams. It is a wonderful symphony.

In no time at all that desk clerk will come to worship you, as well as many of the folks in the lobby you fed upon.