Enslave.

Jessica looked into the classroom and found to her surprise that the two remaining students were sound asleep.

She closed the door and nodded to Aaralon.

Tar'mora lifted up the young teacher. At an age of 30, she was experienced and fit, she would prove difficult to bend. Aaralon bound her with his tail and decided to take her with the help of the children.

Jessica understood her master's whims and moved into action; grabbing a short red-headed girl by the shins and throwing her up-side-down. With her head dangling at Jessica's pussy she said to the girl,

"Make me cum and maybe all the blood won't rush to your head,"

Frozen from fright she made no movement. Jessica spurred her tongue with a fierce slap to the ass. Jessica remembered the girl's name was Jaina.

"Oh yess that's real good Jaina, suck me right there, oh yes," she moaned.

Jessica was very new to the feelings she was enduring, her body tensed and she was at a loss for how to delay her body's reaction. Jaina's tongue went in far too deep, **** by Jessica's spasming free hand. Jessica moaned and came. Thick sloshy gunk flooded Jaina's gaping mouth. Jessica released her hold on Jaina, where she crashed on the wooden floor. A small trickle of cum dripped into her captive's paralyzed mouth.

"Mmm that was good Jaina, now be a good girl and swallow for me," she cooed.

Jaina held most of the thick creeping sludge in her mouth but could no longer when she was flipped right-side-up. The backlash caused her to swallow it all whole; the gunk was so thick chewing would almost be required. She nearly suffocated on the sticky oil.

Meanwhile Aaralon was pleasuring two of the young maidens with his hands and servicing the last with his cock. He must have been imbued with hormonal energies as all three girls were screaming for more. Tar'mora came into the first girl, Mary, and filled her completely. Exhausted, the girl fell over and went to sleep.

Aaralon moved the second girl to his massive cock and spun her around. Aaralon lanced her fleshy hole and she screamed in agony and flaming lust. Aaralon had his way with her, sloshing sounds dominated the room and Aaralon came faster the second time than the first. The girl, Caroline, had grabbed onto his cock with both of her hands and refused to let him jettison her.

Still crunching for time, Aaralon indulged himself, pumping his ever-hardening cock into her again. This time the girl writhed and screamed for more before passing out in exhaustion.

Now burning with desire Aaralon whipped his ready cock out of Carol's oozing pussy and took the third girl in his lap. This time Aaralon treated her delicately, as if he was of sound mind.

"Ah fair maiden, what be-ith your name?"

The girl wore a flowery white skirt which Aaralon had so carelessly spread in his effort to get her under control.

"M-m-mMaaya s-sssir," she trembled.

"What's this? You're afraid of me? You still resist your carnal urges? My demonic pheromones?" Aaralon still said in a gentlemanly voice.

"P-p-please sir.. don't take away my virginity!" she cried.

"Quite a remarkable will, I will enjoy breaking you down," Aaralon smiled and smacked her head with his fist, knocking her out.

"I'll save a snack for later," Aaralon smiled.

Now was the time for the teacher, who had recently gained consciousness. Tar'mora could see her mind brewing and his primal urges insisted he act fast.

Unsure of wether it was just his insatisfication, Aaralon dis-robed her. He undid the bonds to her feet and ran his smooth hands along the teacher's delicate legs, slowly running his hands to her creamy thighs. She moaned and Aaralon kissed her on the lips, a small bit of his unholy saliva dried on her full red lips; filling her with a tingling in her mouth. A tingling so powerful she felt like there were tiny feathers on each fiber of her lip.

Aaralon agilely ran his hands up her tight black skirt and touched the face of her wet panties, forcing a moan out of his prey. He pulled them off with his two dominate fingers and dove his head under the fabric.

Aaralon's snaky tongue extended several inches into her vagina and his lips kissed and sucked at her shaven flesh. Aaralon's saliva caused her pussy to tingle in ways that even surpassed the faint tingle in her lips. She was lost. All of her reserved discipline evaporated and she locked her legs around Tar's disfigured head.

Aaralon had other plans though, and withdrew. The teacher was suddenly filled with dread, she needed to feel his tongue longer. The beast smiled and brought his entire cock into view. She gasped in glee and proceeded to undo her skirt with her free legs. Trying to slip it off in vain, Aaralon removed it for her and placed his penis at her entrance. In great apprehension the teacher tensed.

Aaralon entered her slowly, cum from the three girls he had assaulted plus his own had caked the flesh. The slow descent removed it all and placed it in the maiden's canal, making her depths extra tight.

As Aaralon was going to begin his pistoning Jessica warned him,

"We need to move! Fast! I sense three humans of considerable power nearing our location!" Jessica spoke for the first time directly to Aaralon, he studied her now demonic voice carefully; it was light and seductive and had a faint resemblance to Tar'oth.

Despite Aaralon's raging urges he too now sensed the danger and sighed at his subject, he would not have a minute to waste even if it was for another ****. He regretfully left her, grabbed the white-dressed girl and Mary and hurled their weight on his shoulders. He took a short look at the teacher and left off with Jessica. Jessica had Jaina's skinny arms draped around her neck.

They raced out of the room, creating a ruckus, thumping and crashing on the floor. Yet the halls were twisted enough that the sound never met the approaching officers. Aaralon and Jessica raced against time: the cathedral would sound in a matter of time, signaling the time for classes to end. Students would rush out of their classes and it would spell demise for them.

The library with their master, Tar'oth, was a several minute run from their location.

"There was a nearby closet they could hide out in... but for six hours?" Jessica's brain calculated.

The only other option would be to disguise themselves before the bell rung. A not-so-easy task, for finding anything remotely convincing for Aaralon's jagged head would be a challenge they might not be able to conquer.