Caitlin in To Rule Hell's Harems

Caitlin Forscutt to all observers, seemed to be the perfect innocent schoolgirl. Intelligent, quiet and reserved, Caitlin didn’t go out of her way to attain high-school popularity but neither was she ostracized as a loser. She didn’t go looking for male attention, but it found her anyway. For many sensitive young men, she was their first unrequited love. Caitlin’s milky white skin and perky boobs were the fuel source for many a masturbation session. She took this male attention in her stride, always politely rebuffing any advances from eager young men and leaving her admirers even more besotted with her.

Whilst the cheerleaders and jocks did the requisite stupid teenage sexual dysfunction thing, a significant portion of her class spent their high-school years focused on Caitlin. Ethan Connor wondered if she understood the effect her tight sweater had on him. Freddie Dinsley wondered if she knew he could see her surprisingly racy underwear that one time in Science when she’d kept her legs uncrossed the whole class.

It wasn’t just the boys wondering. Mr. Ealings, her divorced middle-aged History teacher wondered if the raven-haired coquette understood how her absent-minded sucking on a pen inflamed him and made him long to take his cock out of his pants right there in the class. He wanted so badly to throatfuck the pretty teen, there and then. Make the tease swallow his cum this time, not have it go to waste in tissue paper like so many other times she’d inspired him towards ejaculation. Mr. Ealings wondered if Caitlin knew of his dirty feelings towards her.

Of course she did.

Caitlin Forscutt wasn’t a good girl at all. The whole innocent schoolgirl act was exactly that, an act. Caitlin enjoyed teasing her unwitting admirers. It was practice for her. With the right tools she’d managed to harness the male sexual frustration surrounding her into a potent power source.

Caitlin had a secret. She was a dark mage. She’d always been interested in the occult from an early age, fascinated with dark power. Her interest grew as she got older, Saturdays spent pouring through the meager occult section of her local library, unsuccessfully trying to summon minor spirits. Her mind was blown when she discovered the mass of dark magic which had found its way online. The internet become her grimoire. Pretty soon she had mastered the basics.

As a pretty young girl, she found the online dark mage community easy to manipulate. A flirty IM to an aging mage elder gave her access to lore that once would’ve taken an age a lifetime to learn. A successful businesswoman half a world away agreed to teach Caitlin how to harvest male sexual frustration in return for an online masturbation show. Sex magic quickly became Caitlin’s favourite field of study.

When she was of age, Caitlin found a local coven dedicated to the dark arts. As part of her rituals there, Caitlin did every dirty perverted thing possible. Her virginal high-school admirers would die if they knew what the object of their fantasies did in her spare time.

One particularly memorable session saw Caitlin get assfucked by the 85 year old coven leader. He thought it was a ritual to boost his virility and keep the same youthful appearance he’d had for 25 years. Instead Caitlin subverted the ritual and stole most of the leader’s magical power. He died of a heart attack the next day when he tried to do the most basic of levitation spells.

Throughout all of the sex rites she participated in, Caitlin never lost her proper virginity though. Not out of some prudish belief in purity or the sanctity of marriage though. Caitlin had discovered some very powerful spells associated with losing one’s virginity. She intended to keep that card close to her chest, only playing it when she really needed it.

Caitlin was obsessed with gaining power. She’d heard rumours about the Hell dimension, how it was the home to the most powerful demons and how even a simple magician would be doubly powerful in Hell. An old text she found described how Hell had spies throughout the Earth, looking for women to kidnap and sell as slaves to demon lords. The text encouraged women to be modest in private as it was private lustful acts which would incur Hell’s spies gaze. Caitlin did exactly the opposite. She wanted to be sent to Hell so she could finally gain true power. She would masturbate in the shower, always playing up to the demonic cameras she was sure would be there. In her room, her masturbation sessions included her cries of how badly she wanted demon cock. Caitlin wasn’t crazy, she was watched by the spies. In any other circumstance, she would’ve been the perfect candidate for abduction. Yet, the spies knew, Caitlin was powerful. Abducting her would be more trouble than it was worth.

A summoning would lead the way for Caitlin to reach Hell and meet her destiny.