Why?

You want Wyatt’s cock. It’s big, it’s glorious, and it’s going inside you. You slip off you pants and panties. You wiggle your ass letting the entire class see your sex.

“Stick it in!”

Wyatt plunges into you. You moan, putting on a show for the class. You let your dark aura of lust grow and mix with Ms. Devlin’s. Soon the whole class is utterly enraptured by your performance.

“Harder!”

Wyatt goes faster. You hear his heart beating. You feel his cock beginning to twitch.

“Faster!” He picks up the pace. “I want your soul!”

You feel him cum. He fills you with semen and so much more. You feel his essence, his soul, flow into you. And, why not, it’s yours to take.

You look up and see your mentor, Ms. Devlin grinning at you. She has shed her schoolgirl uniform and is cupping one breast while slipping fingers in and out of her steaming slit.

Wyatt seems to slow and you feel his essence stop flowing into you. You turn your head back and and grin at Wyatt. His face is expressionless.

“Wyatt, do be a dear and give me a ‘hail Satan’.”

“Hail Satan.”

His booming, deep, confident voice makes you wet again.

You feel powerful. An aura of lust and darkness surrounds you. You send it out, focusing on those in the room who still have souls.