Drew's Teaching Adventure

She thought she might have heard a soft, evil chuckle as she felt his presence disappear without answering her. It was an answer in of itself though: he didn't want her to bring herself to orgasm. Why was he doing this?! Did he enjoy bringing her to the brink, only to deny her the release?!

Drew was currently wearing a little silk nightie with no panties on, and she lay there with one hand slipped in the top and one in the bottom of it. The way it had ridden up, he could clearly see that her had had been working herself up to a wet mess. Her hand had pulled away from her pussy slightly, though it was shaking slightly with the effort to keep herself from getting her needs met.

When Flux approached, she looked at him with teary green eyes, completely unaware that he knew exactly what was going on. "Asmodeus visited," she said, her lip wobbling slightly. "He wanted me to touch myself but he didn't want me to finish myself off and now I'm not sure what to do. I"m frustrated and I just- I don't know if I can sleep now. What do I do, Flux? What am I supposed to do?!"
 
Asmodeus slipped from the young redheaded teacher his evil, taunting, laughter could be heard. He had led her to titter on the brink of the pleasure her gorgeous young body craved and then cruelly denied her. The hem of her little pink night gown had ridden up her shapely legs, her delicate fingers hovering over her sweet young pussy, the bodice was pulled down as her finger tip rested on her now engorged pale pink, aching nipple. Flux thought what an adorable picture the young redhead presented in her frustration and hungering need for sexual fulfillment.

As Flux approached, the hapless young redheaded beauty looked up at him with teary green eyes, "Asmodeus visited,"

Her lower lip trembled, and a single crystalline tear slid down her flawless cheek. "He wanted me to touch myself, but he didn't want me to finish myself off and now I'm not sure what to do.” The young teacher sobbed. “I’m frustrated and I just……I don't know if I can sleep now……. What do I do, Flux? What am I supposed to do?”

Flux sat on the bed, he took both her hands in his, the kissed the tears from her cheeks. His eyes looked into her tear shimmering green eyes. He seemed to ponder Drew’s frustrating predicament. “Asmodeus said he didn’t want you to grant your supple young body what it craved for Drew. He did not say you couldn’t. Let me help you.”

Flux lips pressed to the young redhead’s a deep but gentle kiss as he slowly lifted the hem of her nightie and pulled it over her head, breaking the kiss only long enough to toss the nightie aside. He eased Drew back till her naked young body lay before him. Again, his lips parted from hers his eyes sought hers, “Can I give you the pleasure you were denied ?”

It appeared on the surface that he was, as in the past, asking her permission to make love to her,. Yet Flux was waiting for Drew to beg him to fuck her needy gorgeous young body. He longed to seduce the redhead young teacher once more.
 
Once again, it seemed as though Flux was the only one on her side, the only one who cared enough to truly ask her permission. Asmodeus had asked previously, but there was no true choice in his questions. To deny him would have broken their bargain, so it was more of a trap than a caring gesture. With Flux though, she felt as though he would turn away from her and leave her be if she only asked. Perhaps he really did experience feelings other than lust and greed.

Drew felt touched by this, and she leaned up to kiss him, the daemon having been granted a fully willing, tender kiss. When she pulled back with a soft pant, she begged, “yes, please Flux, please make love to me. You’re the only one I want!”

With that, she lay back and spread her legs wide for him, her eyes burning with desire and a need to hold him close.
 
Flux was pleased as Drew felt touched by his offer. The young redhead, leaned up to kiss him. She offered, then granted the shape shifting daemon, a fully willing, and tender kiss. When she pulled back with a soft pant, she begged, “yes, please Flux, please make love to me. You’re the only one I want!”

Flux was pleased that the naïve young teacher surrender so willingly to him. His black heart soared as Drew laid back and spread her legs wide for him, her eyes burning with desire and a need to hold him close. He came to the young redhead, his lips brushed her lips, his tongue entwined with her in a dance older than time itself.

The way he made love to the young teacher, gently meeting all of her needs, with a passion that matched her own dark needs, was a cunning seduction of the young innocent.

Drew fell asleep in Flux’s arms. The fragrance of sex clung to her, her head resting on his chest. Her hair was in wild disarray from their energetic love making session.

The next morning Flux kissed his young lover awake. “Time to go to St Andrew’s to look for a replacement for You to be free of Asmodeus.”

Flux’s plans for Drew was proceeding well.
 
Flux was everything she needed that night and more. She felt completely comfortable giving herself to him, the roll of his body eroding her distrust like waves on a rock over the course of centuries. That night she had reached her climax several times before falling asleep completely satisfied. He was so warm, so comforting.

She didn’t mind being awoken by his lips, the young woman smiling softly at him as she traced his chest with her fingers leisurely. “Yes. I’m going to need to dress very conservatively, and I think it would be best if you chose a form that was handsome in a clean, inviting way. That might encourage more applicants to apply.”

Drew cocked her head for a moment curiously, “so, after all this is said and done, hopefully I’ll be free of him, but are you on his leash too? Is there any way I can help you?”
 
Flux loved how the young redhead welcomed his sensual morning kisses as he chased sleep from her gorgeous young body, a shy smile bowed her moist ripe lips. Her fingertips leisurely caressed his chest, Drew looked so young so trusting.

“Yes. I’m going to need to dress very conservatively, and I think it would be best if you chose a form that was handsome in a clean, inviting way. That might encourage more applicants to apply.”

“Umm Drew I need to draw from something I know.” The shape shifting daemon assumed the guise of a handsome middle aged man, with ginger hair, and a trim fit young body, one that bore a slight resemblance to her Uncle Charles years ago. “I hope that this guise will not upset you Drew. It is a guise I am familiar with.” His voice was low sensual with just a note of apology.

Drew cocked her head for a moment curiously, “so, after all this is said and done, hopefully I’ll be free of him, but are you on his leash too? Is there any way I can help you?”

“Asmodeus is an arch daemon, and he has access to your agile young mind Drew it is best we keep or plans and desires from him.” He leaned forward and gave the young redhead a gentle, sensual , kiss, then pressed his fingers to her moist lips shhh. “When we get to the college were should we go?”

A playful smiled bowed his lips, “It is early Drew any ideas to past the time?” he asked his naïve naked young lover.

It was a little past eleven when they pulled in to visitor parking at St. Andrew’s. “Lead the way Love.”

It was the first time that Flux truly called the young teacher “love.”
 
She still didn't like when he assumed the form of her uncle, so this was a welcome change even if he did bear a resemblance. Drew had only given him a shrug to let him know that it was fine. It was nice that he was concerned about her approval though.

Ah. So he was saying that if they schemed to get him free from Asmodeus before she herself was free, that it would be putting both of them at risk. That made sense, especially with how the horrid daemon had visited her last night just to leave her high and dry. Perhaps Asmodeus thought that she would be too prideful to let Flux help her, and that when the week was up she would be practically jumping on the arch-daemon's cock like a rabid animal that had been starved. Without Flux's help, she suspected that this really would be the case. Still, she doubted Asmodeus would be upset to hear that Flux had been keeping her warm at night- he would probably just take it as himself succeeding in making her a slut.

Drew had melted into his kiss and then assured him that when they arrived, she would guide them both to the office. She then promptly told him that she could think of a few things to pass the time...

After that, they had needed to shower so that when they arrived at the college at 11, they both looked well-kempt, trustworthy, and approachable.

"Lead the way Love."

His statement had made her blush, nodding to him and leading him to the main office where she explained to the office assistant that she was looking for two student teachers. Why two? Well, she needed to have a back-up just in case something happened to one of them. It took a while to fill out all the official paperwork and to put an add into the college newsletter and website, but eventually it was all complete.

By that time it was time to have dinner, so she bid the office assistant farewell and took Flux back to the car. She sighed and tipped her head back against the headrest. "And now we wait to see if any fish get caught in the net."
 
When asked It is early Drew any ideas to past the time? Drew had melted into his kiss, then promptly told him that she could think of a few things to pass the time.

Yes the young teacher was responding to his cunning seduction of her innocent young mind. So far Asmodeus and Rahab had merely seduced the young redhead’s gorgeous young body relying on their aphrodisiac essence to bend her to their will.

Flux on the other hand knew that her agile young mind was the true key to her seduction, a velvet trap, the naïve beauty would never see coming. A sensual shower and they were on their way.

Once at the college Flux’s teased "Lead the way Love." His statement had made her blush, then the young redhead nodded to him and leading him to the main office. What followed was a day of filling out paper work. Drew said she was looking for two? “Why two?” flux asked. “Well, I needed to have a back-up just in case something happened to one.”

Flux nodded his head. “ That is a good idea Drew and if they both show up the you can give one to Rahab to avoid him claiming you. That will give us a better chance to flee them.”

His use of the term us in relation to fleeing the two arch daemons he knew would touch the young redheaded teacher tender young soul and her naïve young mind.

Three days had past in sweet sensual seductive love as they waited to see if any would apply to the advertised positions.

“Drew instead of advertising for two teaching assistance why not one missionary assistance for Reverend Worthington.”
 
She had nodded, liking the idea. That would definitely extend their net to better secure someone. The very next morning, she had gone back to the office to file the request, and thus the new plan had taken shape.

Unfortunately, she knew that they would have to let their advertisements sit for a while to get attention, so she knew there was no way to acquire her two sacrifices before the week was up. She was going to have to return to Asmodeus and let him touch her again, and she hated the idea.

When the time came, she found herself driving back with Flux, and she was in a very dour mood. If only she could stay away for longer, then she wouldn’t have to endure this repeated humiliation.
 
Asmodeus was waiting for at the little school in West Run for his young redhead concubine’s return. He saw her car approach and watched Drew get out of the car. “Did you find your replacement my sweet?”

Asmodeus knew well that she in fact had not. He looked forward to the coming week and enjoying the young redhead’s gorgeous young body in so many perverted ways. But know a little humiliation for the young beauty and to prick her pride.

Flux come here and assume her uncle’s guise. He waited for the shape shifter to do as he was ordered. “Drew Fuck him!” The young redheaded teacher knew that it was not her uncle Charles but yet it seemed so wrong. For his part Asmodeus longed for Drew’s fiery spirit would get the best of her, for her to renege, and her to break her new bargain with him. All pretends of finding a replacement would evaporate.
 
“Not yet, but soon,” she had answered him curtly. Drew didn’t want to anger him, but she didn’t want to be friendly either.

In some ways it was ironic that the first thing he commanded her to do was to fuck Flux, seeing as she had been doing so all week long of her own volition. However, when they made love, Flux was usually in his own form or in the form of the handsome ginger who was somewhat reminiscent of her Uncle.

The idea of fucking him while he was in the form of her family member made her stomach want to flip, but she knew she didn't have a choice in the matter.

“Yes, Asmodeus.” She answered through gritted teeth, approaching Flux and dropping to her knees so she could undo his pants and please him. The only good thing about all of this was that she knew Flux would be pleasured by her mouth and body, and that at least gave her some comfort. Though her cheeks burned with shame and discomfort, she started sucking on his cock, a cock she knew was the exact replica of her Uncle’s.
 
When told to fuck Flux, who was in the guise of her beloved uncle Charles all the gorgeous young teacher could say was, “Yes, Asmodeus.”

Still Drew’s cheeks burned with shame and discomfort as she slowly dropped to her knees in front of Flux so she could undo his pants and please him. Asmodeus watched as the redheaded beauty took the shape shifter’s cock into her sweet young mouth and began to suck him off.

Asmodeus let the young redhead start to obey him when he suddenly called, “Stop Miss Roberts!” he smiled into the young teacher’s eyes. “First strip for him, excite him as you do! Make the creature want you…..want to fuck you, Miss Roberts.”

In the first few moments back in West Run the arch daemon showed drew she was in for a living hell. She knew that Flux could make no move to help her if they hoped to escape some day together. The unanswered question was would Asmodeus share her with the arch daemon of greed Rahab.
 
While she was generally offended by Asmodeus's very existence and anything that came out of his mouth, she was also offended that he had referred to Flux as "the creature" as though he was just another monster without a mind or heart of his own. Both she and Flux knew that he already wanted to have her, as evidenced by how quickly he would get hard for her during the week, but they had to play the part in order to appease the arch-daemon.

Drew sighed and stood back up, unbuttoning her blouse slowly, each button allowing him more of a view to the pink, lacy bra underneath. She tossed her blouse away, knowing that at some point one of the townsfolk or a succubus would grab and return it to her. She then continued to slowly strip for him, taking each piece of clothing off as though it was a promise of what was to come. Soon she stood there in only her high-heels, her nipple bars, and her clit ring, her soft skin pale under the evening light.

"Well, do you want to fuck me now, No-Name?" Her lips asked in an annoyed tone. To be honest, she wasn't mad at Flux at all, and would have used his real name if she didn't want to make sure that their relationship was kept secret.
 
The young teacher’s striptease was to say the least quite erotic. With each erotic move and jester, she tempted and silently called to Flux to fuck her. "Well, do you want to fuck me now, No-Name?"

“No, no, no Miss Roberts not no-name……..Uncle Charles please fuck me, please Uncle Charles.” Asmodeus corrected the young redhead. “And sweetly coo it Miss Roberts.”

It was clear that Asmodeus wanted to create an incestual tableau staring Drew and Flux in the guise of Uncle Charles. Rahab joined Asmodeus to watch his dark little tableau play out.

Flux knew with the arch daemon Rahab arrival the chance for Drew to become the centerpiece of a heathenistic orgy was very possible. He also knew he could show the young redhead no tenderness, and that actually pleased him.

“Well Miss Roberts?” there was a note of warning in Asmodeus dark sensual voice.
 
She shot Asmodeus a glare, noticing Rahab having joined the party as well. His presence wasn't the least bit desired, so she glared at him as well and didn't greet him with more than that poisonous look.

Drew turned her head back to Flux and cleared her throat, hating that there never seemed to be an end to the things Asmodeus could do to make her miserable. "Uncle Charles..." She walked up to him and took his hands in her own and guided them to her breasts. "Please fuck me. Please Uncle Charles... My little pussy is so wet and I need your cock to feel better."

The woman bit her lip and looked up at him through her eyelashes, though it was clear that she was merely acting. There was no genuine desire there, just a sex slave following her master's orders.
 
Drew had little choice but to obey her Master. Asmodeus watched the young teacher as she acted out the scene he desired, as she cooed, "Uncle Charles..." Drew walked up to Flux and took his hands in her own and guided them to her breasts. "Please fuck me. Please Uncle Charles... My little pussy is so wet, and I need your cock to feel better."

Flux knew that the arch daemon would demand that he play the role of Uncle Charles. “You know you’re my favorite niece Drew.” His thumb slid across her pale pink rosebud nipple. “ You know what you aske is wrong young lady?”

One look from Asmodeus told Drew that she was to play the youthful seducer of her uncle and would settle for nothing else but a convincing portrayal of the role he wished her to play.

Rahab licked his lips as the young beauty had to play the wickedly obscene role.

The young redhead knew that the coming week would truly be hell as Asmodeus pushed her boundaries further and further knowing if she failed to please him then she would be his for eternity.
 
She swallowed her disgust at the feeling of his thumb, having to constantly remind herself that this was Flux, not her uncle.

“I know… but you said I could sit on your lap whenever I wanted, didn’t you? You weren’t being a fibber, were you, Char-Char?” She pouted her lips and felt as revolted as one could possibly be. To be more convincing she had used his nickname she had used back in the day.
 
Flux played his part, and he kissed her had. “If you want me to fuck your sweet little pussy the straddle my lap Drew so I can see you as we fuck. Your uncle Char-Char wants to watch your angelic face and little tities bounce as you fuck me.”

Flux knew that this was just the start of Drew’s hellish week. Asmodeus never tired of humiliating the young teacher. He reveled in flooding her young supple body with his dark addicting essence. When he rested the daemon of greed was freed to play with the young redhead. Flux was often called to play the role of Uncle Charles. Each scene that he had his little redhead concubine and Flux play was more dark, moer obscene.

At the end of the week Asmodeus had Drew strip naked before she got into the car. “You have a week Miss Roberts…..make the most of it.”

Flux got into the driver’s seat and headed for St. Andrew’s college.
 
She was sorely tempted to spit at the arch-daemon, but kept herself from doing so. The woman bided her time until they were far enough away for her to look at Flux and ask, “do you think I can at least put on a shirt now?”
 
"Drew I much prefer you as you are. Your naked body is gorgeous and so tempting........" A teasing smile bowed his lips. "But I do believe you better put on a shirt lest you caused an accident."

They drove on arriving in the early evening. Once more they took a cabin at the motor court. Flux grabbed a pillow and a blanket as he head for the chair leaving the young redhead the bed. If she wanted his company then the young teacher would have to beg for it.

When morning came it was time to shower and get breakfast before heading to St. Andrew to see if there was any applications for the positions that they had advertised two weeks ago. Of course, educational qualifications were not what was important. The only qualifications for the positions were the girls youth, beauty, her natural innocence and of course her virginity.

They were given a room to interview any applicants .
 
She had giggled at his response and put on a shirt. Indeed, there had been several passing vehicles that had almost veered off the road after catching a glimpse of her topless self through the window of the car.

When they got to the cabin, she had watched as he went to the chair and a look of concern had come to her face. "Flux..." she had said, "that chair can't be that comfortable. Why don't you sleep with me in the bed? I mean... I want you to sleep here with me. I feel safer when I know you're right there so... please?" Drew had given him a pleading look until he complied, and only then did she smile happily. Of course she didn't simply let him sleep beside her without giving him a little extra attention.

The next morning she was feeling optimistic as she headed to her interview room. Fortunately, there were a lot of applicants. Unfortunately, she had to pointlessly interview the male ones as well. They weren't going to be chosen, but she couldn't let them find out lest she seem odd or sexist. Thus, her day was spent politely questioning people. By lunchtime she was feeling very discouraged, wondering if there was anyone who actually met the qualifiacations. And then... she met Emily.

Emily came in looking like a ray of sunshine, bright, warm, and eager to please. More importantly, she was beautiful and young, and Drew hoped beyond hope that she was a virgin. She questioned her, and by the time she left Drew's heart was beating quickly with the excitement of possibly finding the right one. The woman quickly went to where Flux waited in the waiting room, and she leaned over to whisper in his ear, "can daemons tell if someone is a virgin? Could you sense that about that blonde lady I just talked to?"
 
Flux was happy the way this trip had begun, for as soon as they had left West Run Drew’s mood brightened and she even giggled at his comment about her putting on a shirt.

The day only improve that evening, as the young redhead smiled and said, Flux...that chair can't be that comfortable. Why don't you sleep with me in the bed? I mean... I want you to sleep here with me. I feel safer when I know you're right there so... please?" It was a most pleasant night as her gorgeous young body welcomed him.

The interviews where rather tedious for Flux as he was not present for initial culling of the applicants. The young men had no chance for the position, of course. He watched the candidates file in for their interview with Drew and then leave again. The girls were all young and vivacious most where attractive, but many were a bit plain for the daemon’s taste. They lacked that something special.

One applicant caught his eyes though, a cute little blonde. Her hair was a burnished gold color, not your typical ash blonde, or dyed blonde. But of course, one would have to see her naked to be sure that her cuff matched her collar, sort of speak. Yet there was something about the young blonde that peeked his interest.

Flux was lost in thought as he watched the students go about their classes, talk with friends and were blissfully ignorant that one of them might be in dire danger. It was then that Drew burst from the interview room. The young redhead leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Can daemons tell if someone is a virgin? Could you sense that about that blonde student I just talked to?"

Flux remembered the young blonde. She was vivacious, looking like a ray of sunshine, bright, warm, and eager to please. More importantly, she was beautiful and young. The daemon turned a smile bowed his lips. “ I do believe that that little blonde deserve another interview Drew. One where I am present, so I can be sure she has what it takes to be a successful candidate.” He smiled wickedly. “What’s her name Drew?”

“Emily.”

“Well Drew I think Emily needs to meet Deacon Charles of West Run.” A knowing look passed between the shape-shifting daemon and the young redheaded teacher.

“Are there any candidates for your teaching assistance that might catch the eye of superintendent Batard?”

Flux knew that a bird in the hand was better than two in the bush, but he also knew that Rahab, the arch daemon of greed, certainly lived up to his reputation.
 
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“Not yet, but we’re only half-way through the day,” she replied with a conspiratory smile. While she didn’t like deceiving these women, she knew that it was her only hope at salvation. Perhaps each of them would be able to strike their own bargains.

Drew went back to the interviews, wasting more time on individuals that had been blessed to not have the requirements she was looking for. At some point, an applicant came in that she had almost written off for being late. She was an innocent looking redhead that was very apologetic for her tardiness, asking if she would still accept her application.

Drew told her not to worry, a little smile on her lips. Ah yes, Batard would love this one. She was so sweet and kind, the sort that volunteered religiously at animal rescues. Poor thing. He was going to eat her up.

Once the day was through, she walked back to Flux with a big smile on her face. "I think we've got the ones we're looking for. We'll just do a secondary interview to confirm."
 
“Not yet, but we’re only half-way through the day,” The young redhead said with a little smile on her angelic face. Flux new that face, the way she herself exulted innocence, would put these innocent young lambs at ease. While Drew went back to continue her interviews Flux was left to his own devices.

The shape-shifting daemon noticed that the young blonde, what was her name, oh yes Emily was headed in the direction of the Student Union. Flux adjusted his guise as the young uncle Charles to be a little thinner and looking more like a professor or a cleric, not a bad choice for this college. The student union at St. Andrews was not the usual boisterous affair one usually thinks of. The students were very quiet and sat in little clicks, deep in conversation.

The blonde was sitting alone a book open on the table the young beauty was dressed in a fuzzy, cream-colored sweater and a pair of jeans, with cute sneakers. She had a little clip in her hair to keep it away from her face. “May I join you Miss.” He juggled a cup of coffee and some notes. Flux extended his free hand, “I am Deacon Charles and you Miss.”

Flux stood there like a fish out of water his hand extended to the young blonde.

Once the day was through, The young teacher walked back to Flux with a big smile on her face. "I think we've got the ones we're looking for. We'll just do a secondary interview to confirm."

“You found a little lamb for Rahab?”
 
"Oh, my name is Emily!" She answered with a friendly tone, shaking his hand easily. The woman sat there and chatted with him for a while, telling him how excited she was for a new missionary posting that had opened up. She was taking classes in business so she could start her own non-profit company to help the homeless with housing.

When he answered Drew, she nodded. "Ohhh yes. He'll be very happy with her, I'm sure. She's like a little bunny." The teacher was not ignorant to the fact that she herself was once like an adorable little kitten with wide-eyes and soft paws. Her own naivety had put her in danger, and now she was the very thing that stalked the streets.
 
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