Drew's Teaching Adventure

Oh, how adorable the sweet young teacher was as she made her confession on how her young life had changed. For his part the daemon, as Rev. Worthington, listened closely as she told them of her evenings, periods of missing time. It was easy to see the young teacher was scared.

Drew shifted in her seat, "I think I need to go to a hospital to get checked out or something, because this isn't normal."



“I do agree that what you are experience is not normal Drew.” The reverend paused as if he were deep in thought. “Tell me more about these dreams. What are their natures? I can see that even now they scare you.
 
She nodded in agreement. “They do.”

The young woman took a steadying breath before she continued. "In the dreams... I'm visited by a daemon. I don't know his name or where he came from, but he has horns and wings and is so beautiful that I can't look at him for long. His voice though..." A rosy hue came to her cheeks as she looked down at her knees. "His voice is like a silk ribbon." Indeed, there had been many a night where the smooth, seductive quality of his voice alone was able to make her body shiver with attraction.

"When he comes to me, he does indecent things to my body and makes me do indecent things for him. I don't want to do these things, but he threatens me with choices that I can't win. He doesn't ever hurt me, but he is always trying to tempt me from what I know is the righteous path."

Drew shook her head, "I sound crazy don't I?"
 
“They do.” Her voice was tinged with fear. Worthing waited as Drew stilled her nerves and continued. "In the dreams... I'm visited by a daemon. I don't know his name or where he came from, but he has horns and wings and is so beautiful that I can't look at him for long. His voice though..." the young teacher blushed the most sensual shade of pink as she demurely lowered her soft expressive eyes.

"His voice is like a silk ribbon.” As she continued Drew seemed lost in her memories. "When he comes to me, he does indecent things to my body and makes me do indecent things for him. I don't want to do these things, but he threatens me with choices that I can't win. He doesn't ever hurt me, but he is always trying to tempt me from what I know is the righteous path…………I sound crazy don't I?"

The Reverend pulled the pickup to the side of the country rode. “No, I do not think you are crazy Miss Roberts, nor need to go to the county hospital in Jefferson.”

He placed the pickup in park and turned and took the young redhead’s hand in his. “I don’t think there is anything medically wrong with you.” He reassured the ravishing teacher.

“You said he was trying to tempt you from what you knew is the righteous path. I know from the promise ring you wear that you are a pious young woman Drew……….Were you baptized as a child?”

The time had come for the young redheads next temptation If she feel he would gain the prize he desired most.
 
She was a bit confused as to why he started to pull over, but soon realized from the look in his eye that he was taking her very seriously. His words confirmed this, and she started to feel comfortable in the fact that he was truly listening and cared about her well-being. It was touching, and she let him take her hand in his without any resistance.

His question was an interesting one though- and she blinked in surprise. "What? I- well, no actually. My parents were very devout, but growing up I had a phobia of water so they were never able to take me to the river for baptism. I've gotten over that fear, but I was just so busy with everything that it kind of fell to the wayside."

Her expression became more worried and she hesitantly asked, "You don't think... it's trying to possess me, do you?"
 
In that moment parked along the side of the road there was an innocent closeness between Reverent Worthington and the young teacher as he asked. “Were you baptized as a child?”

A sweet blush colored Drews flawless cheeks. "What? I- well, no actually. My parents were very devout, but growing up I had a phobia of water, so they were never able to take me to the river for baptism.” He gently squeezed the young redhead’s hands reassuringly.

Her expression became more worried, and she hesitantly asked, "You don't think... it's trying to possess me, do you?"

Daemons are attracted to innocence Drew and in this modern world there are very few”………… the reverend coughed, “young virgins of your age, in the first blush of womanhood are quit rare these days Drew and you being unbaptize leaves you in danger. So, yes I believe that this creature is a daemon, and he is trying to temp you to sin and to possess you."

The cunning daemon told the innocent you redhead exactly what he intended to do.

“But we can defeat him Drew all we have to do is baptize you.” He paused and again reassuringly squeezed her hand. “We can do it this very night once we get back to West Run. Do you have a white dress for the ceremony?"
 
Drew felt a tad awkward regarding talking about her virginity with the Reverend, but that was alright- he was trying to help her, after all. She listened to him speak and when he was done, she nodded.

"Yes, I have a white dress I wear to formal events sometimes." She leaned over and hugged him appreciatively before leaning back and giving him a soft smile. "Thank you, Reverend. You've been a true friend to me since I've gotten here, and I couldn't be more grateful for your help." There was a great fondness in her eyes for him, the innocent young woman being completely fooled by the daemon's guise as the kindly preacher.
 
Oh, how Asmodeus loved this gorgeous young virgin’s innocent response to his wicked guise as the fatherly concerned man of god and concerned friend. He smiled to himself as the young teacher said, "Yes, I have a white dress I wear to formal events sometimes."

He loved the feel of Drew’s ravishing young body against his as she leaned over and innocently hugged him appreciatively before leaning back and giving him a soft smile. "Thank you, Reverend. You've been a true friend to me since I've gotten here, and I couldn't be more grateful for your help."

“Don’t mention it Miss Roberts.”

Asmodeus smiled sweetly as the young teacher was innocently falling into hiss clutches as he put the pickup into gear to drive the young innocent to her fate.

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The sweet scent of the young redhead teacher’s innocent hung tantalizing in the mountain air. It had called to the children of the night. As the sun was sinking on the western horizon the pack was making it towards the village of West Run.

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Rev. Worthington dropped Drew off at her cottage to change into her virginal white gown. “Miss Roberts……..Drew Deacon Batard will bring you to the church for your baptism.” It appeared that Jules Batard, superintends of education for Jefferson County was here and a deacon of the village church.

There was a soft knock at her door, “are you ready Miss Roberts.” It was Jules Batard’s voice.
 
Drew opened the door, in a simple, long-sleeved white dress. Her long, auburn hair was not up in a a ponytail or braid, but cascaded down her shoulders in contrast to the virginal white of her clothing. With her dress, she wore a pair of white flats, her promise ring sitting snuggly on her finger as always.

"Hello, yes. I'm all ready to go." She gave a shy smile and nod to the man, wondering how he had time to be both a superintendent and a deacon. That sounded like a lot of work. It also meant that he was taking time out of his very busy schedule to help her with the ceremony, which she greatly appreciated.
 
"Hello, yes. I'm all ready to go." Drew gave a shy smile and nod to Batard. He could see the wonder in her soft expressive eyes at how he had time to be both a superintendent and a deacon.

“Enos and I both grew……up……in West Run and as we are of the same belief when he became the reverend I became the deacon.”

The second Lust daemon was eager to see this ravishing young innocent in all her naked glory and withering in dark seduction as he and Asmodeus claim her.

He led the young redheaded teacher to the little country church. In the nave Enos Worthington waited for the young innocent teacher. “You look gorgeous Drew. Please remove your clothing and all Jewelry.”

To set her young agile mind at easy, he continue. “We are born naked before and as you are now coming before him you need to come to him naked and nothing hiding you from him and your desire.”

Worthington held out his hand for Drew’s promise ring.
 
"Oh, that makes sense," she had nodded thoughtfully. It was nice that the two of them had grown up as friends, ultimately pursuing the path of holy guides for the lost souls who needed the lord's guidance.

She followed him to the church and gave Enos a cheerful nod of greeting when he complimented her. However, she was indeed hesitant when he instructed her to undress. To be naked in front of the men... it was a very uncomfortable idea for her. Still, she very much wanted to purge this daemon from her life, to protect herself by anointing herself in the holy baptism of the lord. She also trusted the Reverend. While the deacon wasn't known to her, she knew that the Reverend himself would protect her should the other man make any advances.

Drew started to undress, pulling the white dress up and over her head before letting it flutter to the floor. She then undid her bra, and slid her panties down her legs to join the pile of clothes. The woman stepped out of her shoes, and then all that was left was the ring.

Her eyes looked at it nervously, as she was loathe to part with it for even a moment. She had always worn it for every waking moment, so removing it felt wrong to her. But...as she glanced at that outstretched hand, she knew she would have to relinquish it in order to proceed.

The rose-gold band seemed to glint in warning as it slid off her finger, and she soon placed it into the palm of the Reverend's hand. Little did she know that her last protection was now gone, leaving her like a a ripe fruit hanging on the vine.
 
Asmodeus waited as Worthington with bated breath as the young teacher met his cheerful nod of greeting. When he complimented her however, Drew was indeed hesitant as he instructed her to undress, to be naked in front of the gathered congregation, mostly men, who had assembled for her ceremony.

The young teacher’s trust in the Rev. Worthington shown in her soft sensual eyes as Drew started to undress, pulling the white dress up and over her head before letting it flutter to the floor. Again, Asmodeus loved the natural innocent fluid grace of her every little move as the young redhead undid her bra and slid her panties down her shapely legs to join the pile of her discarded clothes, to stand in all her youthful naked glory before the gathered congregation. There was just one thing left Drew’s beloved promise ring.

Her eyes looked at it nervously, as she was loathe to part with it for even a moment. The reverend’s out stretched hand waited for her to surrender the ring to him. His eyes seemed to say trust me. The sweet young innocent knew she would have to relinquish her precious ring in order to proceed.

The rose-gold band seemed to glint in warning as it slid off her finger, as she soon placed it into the palm of the Reverend's hand.

The young teacher’s last protection, her last safe guard was now gone, leaving her like a ripe fruit hanging on the vine. The Reverend’s fingers closed over her precious ring as he let slip his guise and Asmodeus assumed his natural form, a form that had haunted young teacher for weeks.

“Yes you are a most beautiful creature my dear Miss Roberts.” It was the dark sensual voice of Batard, yet it was not Batard, as another frightening daemon had taken his place.

He was different than Asmodeus. True he was tale and muscular, yet his dark beauty was different more frightening. Where Asmodeus had leathery wings and withering tentacles this daemon had what appeared to be serpents in their place protruding from his body.

Drew was surrounded by the men of the village as the two daemons went to a pristine marble alter. The men carried the young redhead teacher on their shoulders, a sacrifice to the hungers of the daemons. Drew was placed on the alter and bound spread-eagle hand and foot to it. The daemons began to sensual kiss and seductively arouse the young redhead’s gorgeous young body as Asmodeus had done so many times before, yet this time there were two of them and she was without the protection of her beloved promise ring.
 
Unlike the rest of the times Asmodeus had come to her, this time she was not drugged. Drew’s head was completely clear when she saw him transform from the trusted friend to the lecherous daemon. She was in shock, staring at him with wide-eyes that couldn’t believe for a moment how this could be happening. It was clear that she had been betrayed; she had been tricked by the wicked daemon to relinquish her ring, her clothes, and any chance she may have had to avoid this fate.

“You!” She gasped, taking a step back from him. There was nowhere to go though, as soon she found herself bumping into a man from the congregation. She was surrounded, and the woman struggled and fought fruitlessly as they grabbed her and carried her to the altar.

The marble was cool against her skin as she was tied down, her eyes watering as she looked fearfully from one daemon to the other. The second one, who she now knew to be the deacon, was quite unsettling with the snakes coming from his body. It made her wonder if all demons of their nature were made similarly.

Drew tried to keep herself from making any noise, but couldn't help but whimper and pant at the way their mouths traveled her body. A blush of deep shame came to her cheeks, knowing that a congregation of men were watching her naked body be toyed with by the daemons. Slowly but surely, the daemon's tongues and lips were stoking the fire in her loins, though she wished to god she could keep her body from doing so from sheer will alone. Alas, she soon found her pussy dripping its arousal onto the marble for all to see.
 
Oh, that sweet look of butyral as the reality how she had been deceived by the cunning daemon. Asmodeus, love that look of despair and hopelessness as she was bound to the sacrificial alter where her preciously guarded virginity would be sacrificed to lust and greed. The twin daemons Asmodeus and Rahab, lust and greed feasted on Drew’s chaste innocence.

Asmodeus had seductively trained the young teacher’s gorgeous young body to sexual pleasure with his talented tongue, he had taught her how to give sexual pleasure with her sweet young mouth. He smiled wickedly down into her sweet expressive young eyes. Oh, how the bound young teacher tried to keep herself from making any noise but couldn't help but whimper and pant at the way their mouths traveled her body. A blush of deep shame came to her cheeks.

“Rahab you should taste this young beauty sweet little pussy.” The daemon of greed slipped between wide spread thighs. His eyes met hers as he dipped his head to her chaste virgin pussy. His tongue snaked between his lips to taste her sweet chaste innocence. “Ummm so sweet Asmodeus!” he breathed as his tongue, mouth and lips began to lash the young innocence pussy. The daemon of greed lived up to his nature and greedily feasted of Drew’s pussy.

Slowly but surely, the daemon's tongues and lips were stoking the fire in her loins. Rahab could see her sweet torment as she wished to god she could keep her ravishing young body from responding from sheer will alone. Alas, she soon found her pussy dripping its arousal onto the marble form his sensual seductive torment of her pussy.

The young teacher was becoming their sexual play toy. The daemons waited for Drew to be lost in sexual ecstasy before they would claim her sweet chaste virginity.
 
“Stop!” She moaned helplessly, her pussy responding enthusiastically to the daemon of greed. His tongue sent tingles of pleasure throughout her being, especially when he flicked the right spots. It left her gasping for air and her head in a tizzy. It felt as though her body was now accustomed to such things, expectant even.

Drew was still an innocent woman though, and she did not desire the pleasures that the daemon’s offered. Blissful as it might be, she considered it a hollow bliss, being that it was not being shared with a man she loved. Sex was supposed to be the ultimate connection, not some release for pent up lust.

He didn’t have too long to feast though, as soon she was in the throes of her climax, her pussy quivering with delight as her body trembled. The woman’s head tilted back and her eyelashes fluttered on her cheeks like the delicate wings of a butterfly, a sweet moan echoing in the church.
 
“Stop!” The gorgeous young teacher moaned helplessly, her sweet chaste pussy responding enthusiastically to the daemon of greed as if her supple young body had its own mind. Though her young agile mind might scream “NO” her gorgeous young body was screaming something quite different.

Drew was gasping for air, her supple young body shimmered in a find sheen of sweat and her ravishing young body felt as though her body was now accustomed to such things, expectant and even longed for them.

The young redhead teacher’s pious young mind rebelled despite her gnawing need for that addictive pleasure. Sex was supposed to be the ultimate connection between a loving couple, a man and a woman, not some release for pent up lust.

Rahab, the daemon of greed, reveled as the young beauty soon was in the throes of her climax, her pussy quivering with delight as her supple young body trembled. Drew through back her head, her eyelashes fluttered on her cheeks, and a sweet sensual moan bubbled from her ripe full lips echoing in the church. The war between her agile young mind, and her needy supple young was lost in that sinful scream of dark seductive pleasure.

Asmodeus lips crushed to Drew’s, a darkly seductive kiss the young teacher knew so well and had surrender to so many times before. Rahab kissed his was up her supple young body. The tip of his tongue rimmed her dimpled naval, even as Asmodeus began kissing his way down that heavenly young body. The evil pair suckled the young redhead’s breast and erect sensitive nipples. Then Rahab claimed her lips in a kiss even more demanding and seductive then Asmodeus’s had been.

As Rahab was sensually seducing Drew Asmodeus climbed between her supple young lily white thighs. The young redhead felt the tip of the daemon’s cock against her chaste virgin folds. Slowly he began to move his cock slowly opening the trapped young virgin until the tip of his cock nudged the young teacher’s maiden head, the thin barrier that proclaimed her chaste virginity. Asmodeus drew back his hips then plunged into the young bound virgin sweeping away her virginity as if it were nothing.

Now the daemonic pair began Drew’s seduction in earnest.
 
Not even after her cry had dissipated did she feel those familiar lips upon her own, his tongue intertwining with hers in their dance. It was a forced dance to be sure, his tongue leading and giving her no choice but to follow along.

When he pulled back, she was given a few moments to catch her breath before she felt a new pair of lips upon her. Asmodeus's kiss was a dance, but Rahab's kiss felt like pure domination. It felt like he was trying to bend her to his will and shape her into what he wanted. Instead of coaxing, he simply demanded compliance. Despite their differences, each of the daemons was seductive in their own ways.

She screamed into Rahab's mouth as she felt her tormentor's cock plunge so deeply inside her. It had pinched slightly, but on the whole it wasn't as painful as people had made it out to be. It wasn't clear whether the tales had been exaggerated, or whether it was less painful due to how deliciously wet she was from their combined attentions. No, the scream was more a protest at her stolen chastity. She despaired at the fact that the daemon was inside her, his unholy cock claiming her as his own. He was not the love of her life- he was a foul creature who had used trickery to feast on her body until there was nothing left.
 
The hapless young teacher screamed her lose into Rahab's mouth as she felt her tormentor's cock plunge so deeply inside her and claim her chaste virginity. Asmodeus loved that look of betrayal that shimmered in Drew’s eyes even as her gorgeous young body continued that cruel betrayal.

Asmodeus reveled in Drew’s despair, and in the fact that the daemon was inside her, his unholy cock claiming her as his own. That he was not the love of her life- he was a foul creature who had used trickery to feast on her body until there was nothing left. Asmodeus was pleased at the fact he had ripped the young redhead’s virginity from her, and he was the first to defile her gorgeous young body. He rolled from her to let her agile mind and her gorgeous young body fight for the conflicting ends each desired.

Rahab wanted more from the ravishing young teacher. From the first moment he saw the innocent young redhead he had longed to have her in his clutches, he longed to dominate her body and soul. He cared little if Asmodeus was the first to enjoy her tight young body, he hungered for more.

Rahab’s lips sensually slipped from Drew’s his golden eyes held her soft green eyes captive. His hands were braced either side of the young teacher’s head as he sensually whispered, “Release her arms and legs.”

Drew was free of her bounds but not of this powerful daemon. She lay there beneath, the cool surface of the alter beneath her, and his hot body pressed seductively to hers. As he heled the young teacher in his gaze his tentacles began to sensually caress her young body.

They were quite different from Asmodeus’ slick smooth tentacles. Rahab’s were serpentine in nature, there scales like a thousand fingers massaging Drew’s shapely legs, the sensual curves of her torso as they caressed her firm young breasts. Each of Rahab’s tentacles ended in a snakes head, their slithering tongues and their sharp little serpent teeth sought the young redhead’s engorged nipples. Then one serpent tentacle pressed to Drew’s defiled young pussy.
 
It felt like time stood still as he held himself inside her. And then, he started to move.

Asmodeus had started to roll his hips against her, his cock sliding in and out of her deflowered cunt. So this was what sex felt like? Sex with a daemon, but sex nonetheless. It was much different than having his tongue inside her, as his cock had much more girth and was so much more filling. The way he moved was much like a lover might: tender, sensual, patient, though she knew he bore no love for her. To him, she knew she was simply a shiny new toy that had caught his eye.

Then his pace quickened to a more insistent stroke and a tentacle curled around him to latch onto her clit to suckle. There was a satisfied smirk on his face from the way Drew was forced to moan into Rahab's mouth. Rahab, greedy as he was, continued to kiss her and monopolize her tongue, unwilling to let her attention be focused solely on Asmodeus.

She soon realized that they were entering the final stretch as the wet sounds of him seductively plowing her pussy intermingled with her own sounds of pleasure, and that of the Daemons themselves. The young woman couldn't deny that his cock was making her body sing, and something primal inside her didn't want him to stop. This of course warred with the chaste side of her, the godly side, but in the moment, bound and helpless, she was a prisoner for his pleasure.

Drew came on his cock, her eyes squeezing shut as she cried out and squirmed. At the same time, she felt a rush of something hot and thick inside her and soon realized that he had spilled his seed. A tear fell from the corner of her eye as she mourned her lost virginity.

To be unbound was a surprise, but it looked like Asmodeus had pulled out and moved over so that the other daemon could slake his own desires. It was nice not to be held down by ropes, but she was unsure if she would be able to get out from under this daemon's body, seeing that he had situated himself on top of her. She found her eyes meeting his and he held her there, like a mouse in the eyes of a serpent; she very much wanted to look away but found that she couldn't, not even when she felt his snakes slithering over the curves of her body.

She didn't mind snakes, normally, but they weren't something she wanted caressing her, nor slithering inside her. Her hand went to try to pull one away from her nipples, but it hissed at her. She flinched and stopped, fearing that he may bite her if she didn't allow Rahab to do as he wished.

"I don't want one of those things inside me!" she protested desperately, hoping that Rahab would at least allow her this mercy.
 
Claimed by a daemon, reduced to nothing but a pretty little bobble had become Drew’s fate at the hands of Asmodeus. The daemon effortlessly ripped an orgasm from the hapless young redheaded before he let his scalding white cum spill into the young teacher’s fertile young womb. Drew may have been an innocent, young, defiled virgin, but had to know that she was endanger of becoming pregnant. Could a human beauty even get pregnant by being fucked by a daemon.



The young teacher soon found herself in the arms of Rahab with her arms and shapely legs free of their bound. Yet she was still held captive in his hypnotic gaze, like a mouse in the gaze of a serpent.

Each of Rahab’s tentacles ended in a snakes head, their slithering tongues and their sharp little serpent teeth sought the young redhead’s engorged nipples. Then one serpent tentacle pressed to Drew’s defiled young pussy.

"I don't want one of those things inside me!" the stunning young redhead desperately protested, hoping that Rahab would at least allow her this mercy. Mercy was the last thing on the daemon’s mind. Where Asmodeus had shown some gentleness to her when he raped Drew, for in fact that is what he did, even as he granted the young woman darky sinful pleasure.

Asmodeus objective was to seduce Drew to her fall from grace. Rahab’s was to dominate her and to bend her to his will.

So, the little redhead did not want his sinuous serpentine tentacles inside of her. The tentacle at her defiled young pussy flicked its forked tongue over her throbbing clit. Slowly it worked deeper into the Teacher’s cunt. Then began the sensual pumping, pulsating, as it pushed in and out of her aroused pussy. The tentacles at her breasts latched onto her engorged nipples sinking their sharp teeth into those sensitive buds. While another’s forked tongue caressed her moist ripe lips as it demanded entry into her sweet young mouth.

Come to me my sweet beauty, come to me, and embrace your fate Miss Roberts.” And so, the gorgeous young redhead’s sensual domination, by Rahab began.
 
Drew thrashed in desperation when she felt the snake start to seek out her slick tunnel, but she found the snakes wrapped around her thighs held her firm while two more came out to twirl around her arms, ultimately holding her wrists above her head on the altar. If possible, she felt more helpless than before with a twinge of fear for her safety. It was one thing to be forced into sex, it was another to be surrounded by sharp fangs.

The sounds of reluctant pleasure that the tentacles her pussy elicited was muffled, for as soon as she felt one of them tap her lips, she had clamped her mouth shut. To have a snake in her mouth almost sounded more horrible than having one in her pussy. Unfortunately for her though, the pin-prick stings she felt as the snakes' teeth sunk into her nipples made her gasp in alarm, allowing for a perfect opportunity for the snake tentacle near her face to take advantage of her surprise and push forward between her pink lips. She could feel it on her tongue, and she shuddered in fear.

She now had two snakes inside her, the one in her pussy feeling similarly to how Asmodeus's cock had, but different. As a tentacle-like extension, It was able to do things a normal cock couldn't. It moved from side to side, up and down, moving acrobatically against the sensitive walls of her snatch. At times the force of its movements lifted her hips off the alter, and a muffled whine could be heard from the teacher.
 
Rabah reveled in the little moans and gasps, the sounds of reluctant pleasure that his tentacles in the young redhead’s pussy elicited. They suddenly became muffled, for as soon as she felt one of his tentacles tap her moist full ripe lips, she clamped her mouth shut.

Drews eyes were wide with fright of his snake like tentacle in her sweet innocent mouth, almost sounded more horrible than having one in her pussy. At that moment, the tentacles at her firm young breasts and taunt nipples solved that little problem. The pinprick stings the young teacher felt as the snakes head’s teeth sunk into her nipples and made her gasp in alarm, allowing for a perfect opportunity for the snake tentacle near her sweet young mouth to take advantage of her surprise and push forward between her pink lips.

Rabah was now fucking the gorgeous young redhead’s sweet mouth and her juicy young pussy. Yet the tentacle in Drew’s pussy was so unlike Asmodeus.’ It was able to do things a normal cock couldn't. It moved from side to side, up and down, moving acrobatically against the sensitive walls of her sweet young cunt.

Rabah’s body and tentacles physically dominated the poor sweet young teacher. At times, the force with which he took Drew lifted her hips off the alter, and a muffled whine could be heard from the young teacher. At other times he would simply pound into the young redhead’s sweet warm mouth and her tight young pussy demanding all that she could give and more.

He would not relent until the young redheaded teacher until she begged him to grant her the sexual release that her treacherous young body demanded, until she begged him to use her however he pleased, until she came hard for him. Then he would turn the young redheaded beauty on her side as he fucked her and offer Asmodeus the last vestige of Drews chaste virginal innocence, her virginal ass.

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The sweet sounds of Drew’s ravishment called to the children of the night. They now lurked on the edge of the village, waiting to claim the young beauty.
 
It wasn't clear how long Rabah ravished her; time seemed to not have as much meaning in that space. All she knew was the constant feeling of the snakes defiling her and filling her holes.

She felt herself be wrenched up so that she was in a sitting position, the snake in her mouth coming out. Drew coughed a few times and shuddered before she felt a hand on her chin. He made her look at him, his face inches from her own as his yellow eyes seemed to bore into her. All the while, the snake in her pussy continued to thrust and squirm inside her, driving her body mad with pleasure. "Beg me to let you cum."

Drew hated what that demanding voice was asking, no, demanding that she do, but she wasn't sure what else she could do. To continue being fucked endlessly, always teetering at the edge of an orgasm was like torture, and she just wanted it to end.

"Please... let me cum," she said in a small voice, feeling humiliated from having to say something so lewd.

He smirked smugly. "Now tell me that you're a cock-hungry whore who wants to be fucked."

"I'm not!" she cried defensively.

There was a shrug. "I can fuck a sweet little human like you for days. How long do you think you can last, Miss Roberts?" He punctuated this by grinding his hips against her for a moment before continuing to let the snake do its unholy work.

She whimpered with pleasure and despair, a dejected look came to her face as she realized that the only way to get through it was to tell him what he wanted to hear. "I'm a... a c-" She swallowed hard, "a cock hungry whore who wants to be... wants to be fucked." Her humiliation only grew, her cheeks now practically red with shame.

"That's it..." he chuckled maliciously, claiming her mouth with his in a deep, demanding kiss before pinning her back down on the marble. The snake started to hit a particular spot inside her while the other lapped tantalizingly at her clit, the other snake going back into her mouth at its first opportunity. And from there, he fucked her until she screamed with pleasure, and then further still. Drew was on the fourth peak of her orgasm before she passed out, simply unable to handle the stress and pleasure of the night's events any longer.
 
Drew coughed a few times as the snake tentacle slipped from between her moist ripe lips and shuddered before she felt a hand on her chin. He made her look at him, his face inches from her own as his yellow eyes seemed to bore into her. All the while, the snake in her pussy continued to thrust and squirm inside her, driving her supple young body mad with pleasure. "Beg me to let you cum." Rahab demanded of the trapped little defiled redhead.

He could see the hatred in the young redhead’s blazing emerald green eyes. Never had she been so sexually dominated in her young life. True Asmodeus had forced her to make choices that would result in her preforming some sexual act. But his cunning daemon was sexually dominating her. "Please... let me cum," Drew begged in a small voice.

Rahab mockingly smiled into her stunning green eyes. "Now tell me that you're a cock-hungry whore who wants to be fucked."

He left no place for the young teacher to hide. "I'm not!" she cried defensively.

“Your choice, I can fuck a sweet little human like you for days. How long do you think you can last, Miss Roberts?"

The cunning daemon made her situation quite clear. The little redhead whimpered with pleasure and despair, a dejected look came over the ravishing young teacher’s face as she realized that the only way to get through it was to tell him what he wanted to hear.

"I'm a... a cock" Drew swallowed hard, "a cock hungry whore who wants to be........wants to be fucked." The young teacher blushed scarlet with shame and humiliation as she came hard for him not once, but four times.

Her supple young body shimmered in a fine sheen of sweat. Rahab swept the stunning redhead into his arms. “Shall we go to your cottage now Miss Roberts were I can be more comfortable.”

Drew’s relief was short lived, only long enough for the daemon to carry her from the scene of her seductive rape and public defilement. Have you ever wondered about those attachment points Miss Roberts.”

It did not take long before Drew knew exactly what they were for. Her gorgeous young body soon hung from the ceiling, her hands above her tawny copper head. And her trim little ankles bound to a spreader bar. “Have you ever been with a woman Miss Roberts……….of course not.”

Rahab called to the eather, “Come my dears I have a tasty little morsel for you.” The air in the room shimmered an and two horned succubus appeared. When they saw the young human redhead they licked their lips.

Rahab wondered how long Drew could resist the sinful pleasures of her first lesbian encounter. He would relish the young human’s protest and begging from the succubus’ dark demanding attentions.

Oh, how she endured their talented little tongues, and what they awoke her in gorgeous young body until blessed unconsciousness claimed Drew and freed her from their sensual assault.

The sun streamed through the window of Drew’s cottage and kissed the young redhead’s naked young body laying prostrate of the sitting room’s floor.
 
She had wondered about the attachment points, but figured that they were lingering from a time where the cottage might have been used to hang deer and other such hunted animals. It seemed that now she was the animal that had been caught and brought back to be hung and consumed.

"No more..." she had rasped, when the two succubi came out. They were naked, of course, their sensual bodies seeming to invite ones gaze and promise fulfillment. They looked... very hungry. Drew couldn't get away as the two women pounced on her.

"Don't worry, sweety." One of them whispered in her ear before licking it teasingly. "You're going to feel so good after we're done with you..."

They weren't lying either. One of them knelt before her and buried her face in Drew's pussy to hungrily eat her out, while the other played with her breasts and kissed her softly. With every orgasm, she felt weaker until she finally passed into unconsciousness.

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Drew groaned and slowly picked herself up off of the floor. Yesterday had been full of revelations. The kindly Reverend was a daemon, the "dreams" she had been having weren't actually dreams, and the entire town was under his spell. She had asked for a ride into town previously because her car wouldn't start; now she didn't think that this was any sort of accident. They were trying to imprison her here in this remote town so that they could do what they liked with her: defile her and force her to do all sorts of indecent things.

Her virginity was gone... stolen. She would never get it back, but perhaps she could find her way out of this mess. What she needed was to escape. This was a very remote place, so it would take many days by foot to get anywhere, but she had to risk it. No doubt she would have to move quickly before they started to pursue her. Otherwise, she would be caught too soon and be right back where she started from.

She grabbed a backpack and packed it with useful items like food, water, a lifestraw, and a very warm sleeping bag. Then, she put on some jeans, a T-shirt, a jacket, and hiking boots. Her hair was tied up in her ponytail before she snuck out one of the back windows of her cottage and ran into the treeline.

The first part of her journey was going to be moving fast while she still had the most will and energy, putting as much distance between them as possible before they noticed her absence. If she was lucky, they wouldn't come for her until the evening, by which time she would have already been several miles out. It was good that she was in decent shape, otherwise this prolonged jogging pace might not have been possible. She panted as she moved swiftly through the forest with only one thing on her mind: escape.
 
Rahab had watched the two succubae as they sensually seduced the young redheaded teacher as she hung in her own setting room. He loved how the beauty twisted under their assault.

Until mere hours ago she had been a chaste young virgin and now she the center of a lesbian orgy as the young teacher screamed out her sinful ecstasy.



Drew awoke with the sun shining down on her ravishing naked young body as she lay prostrate on the sitting room’s floor with the shame and humiliation of how she surrendered her gorgeous young body to the succubae.

Drew groaned and slowly picked herself up off of the floor. Yesterday had been full of revelations. The kindly Reverend was a daemon, the "dreams" she had been having weren't actually dreams, but reality. When her car wouldn’t start yester day now seemed anything but an accident.

When she looked back on the events of yesterday it became apparent they were trying to imprison her here in this remote town so that they could do what they liked with her gorgeous young body: defile her and force her to do all sorts of indecent and immoral things.

The young redheaded teacher grabbed a backpack and packed it, then dressed for her escape from the hell her young life had turned into. Drew snuck out one of the cottage’s back windows and ran into the tree line.



Drew fled through the woods the gnarled limbs of the trees seemed to reach out for the fleeing beauty, ripped at her clothes, and hold her for the twin daemons of Lust and Greed.

Yet these were not the only entities that now sought her.




As the sun was low on the western horizon a haunting howl split the air. They were following the sensual scent of innocence. It was not as strong as yesterday, but it stilled called to them.

When they first sighted the gorgeous young human redhead their haunting call was now laced with a dark lust, as the closed in on the young teacher. As Drew broke free of the grasping forest and into a clearing she was faced with a pack of werewolves.

Their hulking forms a dark combination of man and the beast, and it was clear they lusted for the young teacher as they slowly surrounded Drew cutting off her avenues of escape.
 
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