Pursha's next target

When Pursha left Derrek's quarter, she remained clad in Winna's form. She was aware, that she'd risk raising unwanted questions if she'd meet anybody who'd just recently seen Winna perform her daily tasks someplace else. However, chances would be higher to attract attention if she took the form of a complete stranger. But even with the succubus' superior skills of shape alternation, a sharp observer would have detected slight differences in her current form compared to the real Winna.

The servant maid for sure was a beautiful girl, but she was young, still uncertain of her abilities and unaware of her effect on men. On the other side, Pursha's Winna vibrated with a strong and determined personality. Additionally, right now, she radiated sex since her most recent lovemaking with Derrek Bjarnasson. The young Vyking bull had definately fulfilled every single one of her expectations. Their mating had been fervid, passionate and exciting. He might have been a bit inexperienced in the finer ways of love play, but he had more than made up for that with his eagerness and youthful strength. In fact, his huge cock had filled her pussy just nicely and the stream of his semen had lasted way longer than she could have hoped for. She could still feel his hot breath on her skin, when he had grunted his lust at the peek of his arousal. Ahhh, and the hot fire of his seed, so young, so potent. That was the breath of life she longed for.

Now only two ingredients were left missing to round out her elementary succubus needs. She had had passion, pleasure and mutual satisfaction. She had been taken up front and into her pussy. Now she had only one hole left to be filled and one sensation to be experienced: pain.

After a quick refresh of her cloaking spell, she searched for a silent corner for a few, undisturbed seconds. When she found one, she used another spell to vastly expand her awareness. Like a sunbeam in a forest of leaves, her consciousness raced through the corridors and chambers of the residential building. Most rooms were deserted, understandable with the majority of students at the classes and busy with theurgic experiments. Here and there she found minds immersed in study, but none of them met her demands. Finally, when she almost considered shifting her attention to the neighboring building, she stumbled across a human mind perfectly suited for her needs. A restless soul full of envy, cruelty and hatred.

Pursha didn't waste any time. Quickly she hurried down the corridors towards the image of the evil mind she had discovered by means of her psionic screening. In the end she found herself in front of a plain, wooden sleeping cell door. Frowning she hesitated, but then she opened the door with a determined motion.

The cell was confined, gloomy and leaden with stifling air that smelled of the sweaty of aroma of its inhabitant. There were 2 small beds on the walls, but one hadn't been used for several weeks. Underneath a tiny window, that was closed, sat the bent figure of a student, trying to focus his thoughts on the imposition he had been ordered to for failing to follow the college's rules of decorum for almost a hundreth time. He faced the small desk that leaned against the opposite wall, and didn't notice Pursha until she slammed the door shut.

He turned around.

"What do you want?"

"Fuck me."

He stared at her for several lengths of breathes. He didnt flinch. But his sullen eyes burnt deep into her face. Pursha didn't flinch, there was no need to. Almost too fast for an human eye could catch, she whispered a word of power and planted the seed of desire into his mind, along with a certain image she wanted him to envision. He was weak, but his hatred was strong. The moment the spell struck him, he shook his head. His eyes popped wide open, and he looked at her as she hadn't been standing there for almost ten seconds now. A lecherous fire flickered behind his eyes, and he asked again: "What do you want?"

And Pursha answered all the same: "Fuck me."

A briefest of moments later he was up on his feet, jumped in front of Pursha and struck his hand all over her cheek. The **** of his blow threw her back first against the door behind her. Before she recovered he had a hand in her hair and brutally yanked her head up.

"It's 'Fuck me, master!', bitch!" he shouted into her face. Droplets of his spit sputtered across her lovely face.

"Fuck me, master!" Pursha hissed with a trail of fear in her voice.

"Get on your knees, bitch!" With his hands buried in her golden curls he pushed her down to his feet. SMACK! SMACK! Quickly he striked two more blows at her face. Before she could recover, he once again reached out to hold her hair. Pursha shrieked from pain. "You fucking bitch. I'll gunna teach you playing games with me! You say you wanna fuck me! You better be prepared to learn, what it means to fuck me. Or rather get fucked by me, understood, bitch?"

"Yes, master" Pursha purred resignedly.

"Now that's a good bitch!" He pushed her haid to and fro to emphasize his mastership. "Now get my cock out of my pants and start using that fucking mouth of yours for what it's been created for!"

"Yes, master!"

Without hesitation Pursha's fingers flew to the buttons of his pants. Expertly she unbuttoned it, and quickly she had his throbbing cock out of its confines. His cock wasn't big, but veneous and large at its base along with a fat cockhead.

"Lick it, bitch!" the student commanded. Pursha didn't need any further instruction and took his cock straight between her lush lips. With the skill of eons of lovemaking, she got him to maximum size in a rash haze of seconds. Next she started slurping and eating the bulbous apprentice schlong. His hands remained buried in her hair, giving him the impression of being in command. He was harsh and unforgiving, driven by his desire to humiliate those, who would normally spurn him. "Fucking bitch. What made you think you could come in here and make jokes at my expanse? You fucking, lil' cock tease. Do you think I haven't seen how you cast seductive glances at all the apprentences only to play the shy maid in return? You fucking bitch, I Know you've been secretively fucking that asshole Aaralon. How could he satisfy you with his tiny prick? Did you have to do it yourself once he had shot his pitiful load into your cunt? What did you like more: His puny cock in your cunt or your fingers in your slit? Tell me, how would you have it most? In your dirty mouth? Your dirty cunt? Or your dirty ass?"

"Mmppfff!" grunted Pursha as she was gobbling on his cock.

The maniac pulled at her hair shaking her head with relentless fury. "Look at me bitch, when I ask you things!" Pursha let his cock slip from her mouth and looked obediently up at him. "Tell me, how would you have it?" He screamed: "Tell me!!!"

"In the ass, master. In the ass!"

"I knew it!" he shouted triumphantly. "I knew it all along, you fucking bitch!" His eyes gleamed with lust. His cock was close to eruption. "Well, you like it in the ass, I gunna fuck you in the ass." He smacked Pursha's face again, smearing pre-cum on her cheeks. "Hop on the bed, and stick your arse out for me!"

With a swift, catlike motion Pursha climbed up on the stinking straw bed, pulled her skirt over her hips, and presented her rear to the sex-craved bastard. As soon as she was settled, he planted another series of smacks on her firm Winna ass. Pursha moaned with every slap. There was no need to feign her excitement, the rudeness of this encounter already filled her succubus senses with enough fire to fuel her desires.

"Fucking bitch. I gunna fuck your ass like you've never been fucked before! I gunna ram my cock deep into your bowels, until I can feel your innards with the tip of my cock. How you gunna like that, bitch?"

"Oh, yes, master. Fuck my ass. Push your hard rod deep into my bowels!" Pursha moaned again and moved her hips seductively, making her firm Winna buttocks sway in the in the air.

"Fucking bitch, can't wait for it to happen?" He moved up and aimed his cock towards her anal gate. "Look, here I come!" With one harsh push he yanked his cock between the firm girlie ass. He wasn't totally sure in his aim, and had to make another attempt. Pursha grunted from disappointment, which made him all the hornier and angrier. "Fucking bitch, for that I'll fuck you senseless!" SMACK! SMACK! He rained more harsh blows on her raised derriere. Pursha moaned and gripped the bedspread so tightly, that he knuckled turned a white shade. Then, finally, he got his bulbous cock between her cheeks and into her tight puckered hole. For Winna, that **** would probably have hurted a lot. But Pursha only took his cock with the content purrs of a cat.

"Oh, yessss, master!" she hissed breathlessly. "Fuck my ass now. Fuck me good!"

Under grunts and moans of unbridled lust, he vigorously plowed into her little, brown hole. His hands held her hip in a wiselike grip, leaving red marks on her soft flesh. His cock was unable to fill her completely, but he made up for that with the fury of his ****. Pursha's little spell had worked wonders on that one; her decision - and anticipation - had been perfect - as usual. Quickly, the sleeping volcano, that had awaken when she had licked his cock, turned into a swelling lava wave. The hot manmeat in her rectum filled Pursha's depleted mind with the essence of anal lovemaking. With demonic accuracy she sensed that he wouldnt be able to withhold his own eruption much longer. Pursha needed only a little more to reach a mind-shattering peak.

"Fuck me harder, master! Plow your cock into you dirty ass. Make my you hot, lil' ass-fucking bitch! Ahh, yes, master. Hold it just a little longer. Fuck me, fuck me. Fuck meeeee!!!!

Pursha grabbed behind between her legs and pulled harshly at her swollen clit with long, sharp finger nails. The same moment, the evil apprentice came in a shuddering orgasm, shooting his juvenile cum into the succubus' wiggling ass. A split second later, when the hot semen sprayed from her rectum straight into her bowels, Pursha let go a demonic scream of passion. Somewhere, deep in the sane parts of her mind, she immediately recognized the stupidity of loosing herself in such an unrestrained scream. But the chaos volcano that erupted the same moment, took her with such a powerful ****, that it nearly broke all the barriers she had erected to keep the beast within caged. She was too busy, keeping the walls inside herself intact, than stifling a scream of pure lust, fulfillment and a demon's joy. Her climax had been that vigorous, that the young apprentice mage had been repelled from her. He stood at an arm's reach beside the bed, on which Pursha's Winna form still shook in the afterwaves of an archaic orgasm. Pursha cast a grim look over her upturned and cum-filled ass, and caught a glimpse on the wide-open eyes of her anal sex victim. He stood there with fully erect, cum dripping cock, paralyzed as if struck from a thunderbolt. The passion seed was still blossoming in his brain, but a flicker of doubt had also found a way back into his thinking. The demoness princess was well aware, that she risked an unpleasant surprise each waning second she bathed some of the glorious, much needed ass-fuck she had just received.

But before she recollected her senses and regained full control of the situation, the door burst open, and a pot-bellied magician with round, rosy cheeks and a ridiculous stubble of a beard entered the room.

"What's going on here?" he shouted angrily, and closed the door with a loud bang behind him.

Pursha lithely whirled around, ready to face the unexpected danger and fight for her newly gained freedom.