A Time to Slay

The black robe is loose and allows you to move freely and blend into the darkness. You head directly for Ms. Devlin’s office.

You enter the building, carefully staying within the shadows. You reach her office. Moans of pleasure fill the hallway. You slip behind a door and wait patiently.

You listen to the sounds of orgasmic sex for a good twenty minutes before the moaning intensifies. You are more than a little aroused.

A gorgeous blonde girl with movie star teeth and massive perfect breasts struts out, with a dreamy expression on her face. You recognize her as soulless and wonder if she was before she went in.

You take a breath and walk into her office.

The decor shouldn’t surprise you, but it does. It’s like a miniature dungeon, complete with shackles on the wall, a shelf with sex toys, and decorations picturing all manner of debauchery.

Ms. Devlin sits in an ebony throne like chair. It contrasts with her red succubus skin. Her legs are long and sexy, her tits are gigantic and unnaturally perfect. She oozes sex in a palpable way. Your already wet pussy weeps with desire.

You charge at her with the blessed dagger.

“What do we have here? You aren’t one of my students.”

She spreads her legs and the aroma of sex hits you like a freight train. You drop your dagger and fall to your knees. Suddenly, the only thing you can think about is sex. Visions of all manner of copulations run through your head.

“You are a very naughty girl.”

You look at her smooth, muscular, imperfection free calf.

“Don’t worry, I like naughty girls.”

Her voice is seductive and soothing.

You look up at her sex. It is dripping wet.

“Go ahead, give it a taste. You can’t even imagine how good I can make you feel.

The dagger is inches away from your hand, yet you can’t seem to reach it. The only thing you can see is a drop of honey dangling from her folds.

Again you try to reach your dagger…