Deamology: Lies and ra-pe

“Oooooooh” She moaned, “Soo....good”

“God...I...” I was cut off by Liz's mouth pressing against me, tongue pushing into my mouth. After a few minutes of this, my mind reeling at how hot she was, I rolled onto my back. Liz slid off my cock momentarily, rubbing her pussy against my chest then over my face. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and started to lap her cunt. Her juices tasted sweet as I licked her, my tongue running from the base of her pussy to the top, where I flicked her clit with my tongue. Liz gasped, rubbing her self on my face as she did so.

I thought, for a moment, how strange this was. From the third day I met her, for the first two days I was too wrapped up in my own life, I thought Liz was hot. Not only hot but smart and funny, now that I knew her a bit better. And here she was rubbing her cunt on my face like there was no tomorrow. Was I too suspicious.

Liz slid off my face, moving her body horizontal to mine, her lips finding mine. I rolled her onto her back, once again wanting to be the 'alpha' of our little partnership. Liz spread her legs, but I wasn't quite read to resume that bit of our fuck. I kissed her neck, wanting to slow this down, then slid my lips down her neck to the top of her chest. I traced her amazing tattoos with my lips, finding one that encircled her right tit.

Liz's moans spurred me to keep teasing her. I slowly traced a wet line around her tit, taking my time. Liz's fingers slowly slid through my hair, squeezing on my head. Then she forced the issue, dragging me to her nipple. I supposed I couldn't fight fate, taking the nipple between my lips and sucking on it. I moved away slightly, flicking it with my tongue then taking it between my teeth, lightly bighting down. Liz's sharp intake of air was very satisfying.

She placed her hand on my chest, rolling me onto my back and, without preamble, she mounted my shaft. I thrust up as she ground her hips against mine, Liz lowering her head and squeezing her eyes shut. Her tits bounced as we fucked, tattoos rippling hypnotically. It didn't take long for me to feel a tightening in my balls.

“I'm...I'm about to cum!” I gasped. Liz threaded her fingers with mind, arching her back and controlling the rate of the fuck, moving her pussy up and down. I felt my balls contract and I sprayed inside of her, grunting as I did so. We both stood still for a moment, Liz's tits rising and falling with her breathing.

“That...was fun” Liz slid off my cock, rubbing her pussy into my pubic hair.

“I...yeah it was” I said, losing heart before starting the sentence.

“But...I'm sorry, Daniel” Liz said.

“Eh?” I asked, sitting up. Quills sprouted from Liz's back and her fingers grew long and clawed, a tail whipping around, suddenly sprouting from above her buttocks.

I felt completely lost, seeing Liz's face and body with Lyn's attributes.

“Sorry for the ruse that is” Liz's face re-morphed into Lyn's, her hair becoming long and blue. I felt anger build inside of me. That...bitch!

“Get out” I said.

“Hey, I thought it be fun for a lau-”

“Get out” I stood, pulling my pants on, “And get the fuck out of my life”

“Don't get so bent out of shape”

“You lied to me!” I said, “I...I almost said I loved you”

“But you didn't” Lyn said, rolling onto her front and crawling towards the edge of the bed. She was still smiling, sweetly. I felt a bit of my anger ebb, looking at her scorching hot body. She WAS a daemon. Could she really help being...evil?

“Also don't moon over that Liz woman” Lyn rolled onto her back, her quills laid flat so they didn't spike my bed, “She's a whore”

“No she's not!” I protested, anger rising again.

“Come...I'll show you”

Lyn lead me through the streets, invisible to everyone but me. We arrived at a small house with a white picket fence and a mail box that said “Okinawa”. Lyn stopped me, “We're going to have to be sneaky from here on”

“I know” I hissed, wondering what this was all about.

I snuck towards the back window of the house, feeling ridiculously silly as Lyn walked openly beside me, stark naked. I got to the window and slowly stood, hoping no one could see me. Fortunately the inside was brightly light and the outside was pitch black, making me nearly invisible. I stared in and saw Miss. Okinawa talking with Liz, both of them sitting on a bed.

Lyn tapped the window with her finger and suddenly I could hear the two women.

“So...thanks for doing this, Miss-” Liz said.

“Call me Susan” Okinawa...Susan said.

“Well I've been having a hard time in your class and-”

“Shhh” Susan placed her finger on Liz's lips, “This will only happen once. We will...finish our buissness, then we will never talk about this again. I find that teaching is a lonely job...and I've gotten this system worked out perfectly. So don't tell” she kissed Liz, “Anyone”

“Yes...Susan”

“From now on I'm Mam” Susan said, reaching under the bed. She pulled out...a ball gag?

“Oh” Liz moaned, “This...I...I have one of those”

“So you weren't making that up” I whispered to Lyn.

“I have to have some props” Lyn grinned, her eyes glowing in the dark.

Liz shed her clothes. I saw that Lyn had taken some liberties with her body, making her tits rounder and more firm, her buttocks slightly better. By comparison Liz wasn't quite as hot. She still turned me on. Susan strapped the ball gag into Liz's mouth and forced her to the bed. Susan took her clothes off, her body well formed and lightly tanned.

I felt my cock stir despite itself as Susan slipped on a strap on, a thick black rubber cock protruding from the strap on.

“See” Lyn said, “Not only would she never sleep with you because she seems to be more...crooked, but she's also fucking every female teacher she had teaching her”

I turned away, still hearing the moaning and muffled gasps that were coming from the room. Anger started to rise in me, aimed at Liz.

“But...you could punish her” Lyn murmured, taking my hand. I looked at Lyn and realized she would always be faithful to me. The rational bit of my mind pointed out Liz had never needed to be 'faithful' to a relationship that was almost completely one sided. The rational bit of my mind wasn't listening as Lyn murmured in my ear.

“Lets follow her home”

Liz walked down the streets, a slight spring in her step from her new A and a good cunt lapping by Miss. Okinawa. She walked past an ally way, then stopped, seeing a pair of glowing eyes. Then a clawed hand reached out and hauled her into the ally.

Lyn had made herself visible to Liz, who started to panic as she was dragged into the back of the ally. I stood, an egar grin on my face. I'd show that double crossing, cunt lapping, bitch...

Lyn held Liz, who struggled madly.

“What are you!” she hissed, her voice unable to get above a whisper thanks to the spell Lyn had put on her.

“I'm the fire in your blood” Lyn murmured, kissing her ear, “I'm the thing that will excite your fantasy's and make your cunt boil”

Liz sobbed as I took my pants off, understanding where this was going. Lyn had put a disguise on my face, making me look like someone else. Lyn slid one of her hands down the center of Liz's shirt, her claw drawing a line between her tits. The shirt fell away, sliced through. I grabbed one of Liz's tits. The real one felt sweet as I squeezed. Liz's whimper was piteously soft, inaudible to anyone walking by the alleyway.

“Please” she sobbed. I slapped her, my hand sounding loud compared next to her sobbing. This was getting me hot. Lyn's fingers slipped into Liz's cunt. Liz squirmed, feeling the hotness stuck in there. Liz took advantage of Lyn not having both hands on her arms by wrench free and running past me. I grabbed her as she ran and threw her to the ground. Lyn kneeled as Liz struggled against my arms.

“You like slits?” Lyn murmured, pushing her pussy into Liz's face. Liz looked away, not licking the offered sweet spot. I ripped Liz's pants away as Lyn's tail reached around and circled Liz's right tit, squeezing. Liz sobbed, tears running down her face, and I took her, hard. Her back arched despite itself as I slid into her, my cock pounding her for real this time. It was over sooner then I thought, the roughness making my ejaculation sudden.

I stood, Liz curling up into a small ball and sobbing.

I felt...strange. I had taken her, but I didn't quite feel right. My reasonable mind was slowly coming back, shouting at me.

Lyn took my hand. “Good job” she said, “You'll make a man yet”

My feelings of disquiet faded as I looked at her. She was so gorgeous...

Liz continued sobbing.

“Oh shut up” Lyn snapped, kicking her. She was even hotter when she was angery, her face twisted in a grimace of anger. Liz rolled onto her back, sobbing, rubbing her face with her hands.

“Blank her mind” I said, “Black out this memory”

“Fine” Lyn knelt and touched Liz's forehead. Liz spasmed, her back arching in a way reminiscent of her recent unwilling orgasm. Then she stood and grabbed her shirt, pulling it on and adjusting it mechanically. She walked past me, her face completely blank.

“She'll wind up in her dorm with no memory of this” Lyn said, “Now lets continue your training. Lets pick up some chicks!”

“Uh” I stammered, my anger no longer propelling me to action.

“We won't rape them” Lyn giggled, “I said 'pick up' not, 'screw whether they like it or not'...you need to learn how to fuck someone without magic on your side”

I shrugged, saying, “Where to start?”

“How about that bar over there” Lyn said.

To be continued...