Guilt Consumes Her

“I’m so sorry, Morgan.”

You kiss her lips. She closes her eyes and kisses you back. Humans are such flawed creatures. Her foolish guilt makes her such easy prey. Soon she’ll be reborn without such imperfections.

You kiss her neck, letting your magic loose. She moans, feeling her lust begin to grow. You kiss down her abs and she squirms with delight. By the time you reach her sex the only thing left in her mind is animal desire.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” She repeats like a mantra.

You bury your tongue in her folds and feel her body respond.

As you delve deeper into her pussy and undulate your tongue, her mantra becomes more rhythmic and more insistent, like the clacking of an approaching train.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck…Fuck. Fuck. Fuck…Fuck…”

You tease her clit with a clawed finger and bring her to the edge of climax. Cruelly, you leave her there, dangling on the border of rapture. An hour goes by and Allegra’s eyes are glazed over and her body is covered in sweat.

You withdraw your tongue. “Are you ready to give up your soul and cum, Allegra?”

“Yes.”

“Beg for it.”

“Yes, please take it. Take my soul and make me cum!”

You thrust your tongue deep inside her and allow her to climax. She explodes, covering your face in her juices. You continue eating her sex, taking her soul with it.

Devouring her essence is better than sex. The feeling is indescribably good. You finish the nearly pure soul and feel powerful. You lick your lips. You’re never giving this up. Once again you thank your lord for his wondrous gift.

You snap the shackles that hold Allegra. Any desire she has to run is long forgotten. Her eyes now sparkle orange, marking her as corrupted.

“Now, Allegra, how about you return the favor?”

“Of course, My Queen, anything for you.”

She kneels before and begins to lick. While Allegra always professed to be straight, clearly she’s done this before. Her licking is skilled. She slips her tongue inside you and you feel it elongate. She withdraws and then buries it inside you again, each time reaching deeper.

As she drinks her juices, her eyes begin to become more demonic and horns sprout on her forehead.

By the time you cum, Allegra looks like Jenny’s twin.

You bask in the afterglow of the experience.

“Thank you for allowing me to service you, my Queen.”

“My pleasure, Allegra. I think you’re going to make a fine little sidekick.”

“Thank you, my Queen.”

“Now I think it’s time we got back to the orgy…”