Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)
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				Title: <strong>Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 00:05:20</strong>
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				It had been too long.<br><br>Ishtar had been revered as a goddess once. Then a good idea in Palestine had turned into a bunch of raving nuts and, before she knew it, she was downgraded to a demon, a succubus. She fed on lust and passions. She was good at it, having been a goddess of love, sex and war. And one night, when Michael and she had been getting cozy (and very drunk), they'd made a bet. Could she make money off her work?<br><br>And Millions of dollars and fine pornography for the discriminating eye later, "Miss Lucasta DeVille" was the richest woman on Earth.<br><br>And the loneliest.<br><br>She drummed her fingers on the desk and thought. Oh sure, she could go back to the old succubus gig, but that didn't really raise hackles anymore. She could invite a young man...No, honestly, men bored her now. But women? They used their whole body as a sex organ. Not that there were many virgins left, and really, they were the most fun.<br><br>She had it! <br><br>She hit the buzzer to call her secretary. <em>Oh, yes, come to Mama...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 00:26:47</strong>
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				She jumped. The buzzer sounded so loud, maybe because she has been dreading the call this morning and was hoping that she could get away to lunch before she was called in again. It was 11:49. <br><br><em>Damn</em><br><br>She had been working for Lucasta Deville for less than 2 weeks, but already there was a huge doubt about her new boss. She wasn't cruel, or overtly strict. She was a firm woman, but then soft people don't run businesses like this one. No, it was something else. Certain looks. Sophia Rowley hadn't been in the city that long. She'd grown up just outside the city limits. One of those small towns you pass time and time again while traveling any distance. Even so, at the age of 17, with her religious upbringing, it would never have crossed her mind that those looks could mean anything sexual. It would have been ridiculous from a boy, but a woman? It just doesn't happen. <br><br>She sighed, took her notepad and pencil off the desk, stood, brushed down her dress, patted her hair and breathed deeply. Walked briskly to the door, opened it.<br><br>"Yes Miss DeVille".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 01:34:56</strong>
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				"Sophia, dear," she purred, "I'd like you to take lunch with me today. That way, I can discuss a few things with you."<br><br>She reminded Ishtar of a berry on a bush, delicate and sweet and ripe to be plucked. She honestly had no idea what even went on downstairs in the studios. She smiled at Sophia and picked up the phone.<br><br>"My usual, Colbert, and..." She covered the phone with red-tipped fingers and arched an eyebrow at her secretary. "Your pleasure, Sophia?"<br><br>The joke had her rolling in the aisles on the inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 02:07:47</strong>
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				That look again, this caught Sophia off guard, she was realy nervous now.<br><br>"Mm m Miss DeVille"? She managed to stammer, "My p pleasure"? People in the city ware so different from people back home. Lunch! She <em>must</em> mean lunch! What should she say? Sandwich, play it safe, just have a sandwich.<br><br>"Oh. Just a sandwich. Thank you&nbsp; Miss DeVile". Sophia sat down in her usual chair at the side of the large heavy desk, and automatically crossed her legs and sat with pad and pencil in hand. <em>Oh no</em> she thought. This had put her uncomfortably close to her boss's hips, about 4 inhces away and at eye level. She glanced up, and couldn't dislodge the feeling that she was being laughed at, that her discomfort was being mocked in some way.Perhaps it was just the nerves, but it suddenly felt very warm in the office. It was always warm in here, but right now it felt very warm. <br><br>Sophia placed her hand on her neck, swallowed and asked "Is everything OK? What is it you want to talk about Miss Deville"? <br><br>Sophia started to wonder if she was going to be fired. Why? She had done her work, and done it well. <br><br>She started to tremble. She dropped the pencil and pad, she leaned down to get them, she grabbed the pencil, reached further to grab the pad. Hands shaking even more as she felt her hair brush against the other woman leg. She sat up quickly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 02:27:08</strong>
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				"I want to expand the company's repertoire," she said, having placed the order, "With the men all going to War, we need something to keep them interested. To remind them of what they left behind. I want to start advertising for actresses with no interest in men. Ages 18 to 25. All dress sizes welcome. Must be, ahem, 'clever with languages'."<br><br>She stood up and began to pace. "Two women in love is a forbidden thing to the American male. Yet, the idea of it is enough to drive them to frenzy. They always want what they can't have, don't you agree, Sophia?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 02:51:24</strong>
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				"I suppose so Miss DeVille, but why languages? You don't mean <em>German</em> do you?" Sophia was shocked. Still, she wrote it all down. Then it hit her. <em>Two women in love?</em> What was this?<br><br>"I don't understand what you mean Miss. Is this to go into the ad, for the papers"? She couldn't mean....<br><br>"Miss DeVille! What exactly are we saying here"? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:04:37</strong>
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				"Shh, calm yourself, Sophia," she said, "Have a seat." She gestured to the usual chair. "You shouldn't fret so much. Really, it's not as though I'm an axe murderer. I'm just a St. Louis Widow." She sat on the edge of the desk, legs crossed. <br><br>"You really are an amazingly pretty girl, Sophia," Ishtar said, "You have a sweet face, like a doll."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 07:39:47</strong>
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				Sophia looked at the other woman's face, just for a split second, thought there was something, something <em>else</em>. She looked away quickly, unsure of how to react. She'd never been complimented like this before, it felt strange though coming from her boss. <br><br>She was holding her notepad like it was a barrier now. Shifting in her seat, uneasy, slightly afraid, she looked up into the eyes of the creature she new as Lucasta DeVille. <br><br>"Thank you Miss DeVille", Sophia breathed as she touched her neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 15:33:20</strong>
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				And now, Ishtar decided she'd bandied about enough. She sealed the room off into a dark pocket dimension and commanded the imp enslaved to the chair to lock Sophia down. Wrists and ankles were forced apart and strapped down. Ishtar shifted to her preferred form, dark skinned, with tawny gold hair like a lion's mane and golden eyes like stars. The clothes she left, though. The tight skirt and blouse were too sexy to pass up.<br><br>"You see, Sophia," said Ishtar, "Your mind is holding your body and soul in great peril. You're attractive and young and you should be greeting lusty womanhood. Instead, your pussy-footed religion of virtue and vice is holding you back. It's my job to open your mind."&nbsp; She approached and licked the girl's ear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 16:15:50</strong>
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				The room went darker, and hotter. Sophia looked around in panic. She couldn't make out what had grabbed her ankles, but suddenly they were stuck to the chair, she felt the binds press into her flesh almost cutting her. The the pad she'd been holding flew out of her hand and her arms were pulled down to the her sides. She couldn't move.<br><br>"No," was all she managed to gasp.<br><br>She stared, open mouthed at Lucasta DeVille, couldn't believe what her eyes were telling her. Watched as, as she <em>changed</em>. She looked into those eyes, eyes that seemed, no longer human. She could hear words, words about lust, womanhood. Sophia started to pray under her breath as she felt a warm, wet tongue caress her ear. Felt the others hair on her neck. She was breathing rapidly, gasping for breath, trying to fight off panic as hands felt and groped her. She felt the dress she wore, the new dress rip open from top to bottom, revealing her body.<br><br>She turned, looked into those eyes, and just for a fleeting moment, she saw, she saw the truth of what she was facing. Wicked, evil. Pure evil, and she was its slave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 17:52:53</strong>
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				"No, dear," she said softly, as though she could hear, "Not really evil, just another side. You see, Jehovah and I used to be pals. And when the time came for Lucifer to make his own domain, I decided I didn't want to be a slave. It's all in your 'Good Book', if you watch carefully." She kissed Sophia on the cheek.<br><br>"I'm not going to rape you. I'm not that kind of girl," she continued, "but can you honestly say you don't find this"--She shifted form--"attractive?"<br><br>She was male, now. Still tawny and tall, but with a lithe masculinity that had driven certain Roman emperors up walls and dressed in a pinstripe zoot suit. "Can you safely say that you've never dreamed of men and touched yourself at night?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 18:03:33</strong>
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				She closed her eyes, shaking her head, trying to deny the truth and it was the truth, she had lain awake, dreaming of the perfect man to take her. Of falling into his arms, helpless.<br><br>Sophia looked at the man standing in front of her. He was what mom called a 'money man'. He was attractive. the contours of his neck, his chest rising and falling with each breath, firm, strong looking arms. She started to breathe deeply, she felt something stir in the pit of her stomach.<br><br>"No", she said softly. "I can't dent that".<br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 18:30:39</strong>
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				She shifted back. "I'm trying to help you, Sophia," she said, "It hurts the first time. Take it from somebody who has to do it over every spring. It hurts like, well, like Hell. But, if you let me, I can try to make it a pleasant experience. Work with me and you'll be a happy married lady with two kids and a good home. Trust me, there are others in my line of work who wouldn't be so nice. There's a shortage of virgins these days and a surplus of itchy-dicked incubi. I'm a demon, yes, but I'm a woman, too, and I like to look out for fellow women."<br><br>She stood back. "What do you say? I won't force you, I swear. I can't promise you anything if you let the males of my kind get too close."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 19:23:42</strong>
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				Sophia considered her situation, and was in no doubt as to the validity of what she was hearing. There was no escape.<br><br>"Will you promise to keep the others away? Can you do that"? <br><br>Sophia knew now how this was going to go. She was trapped by a demon. Until now she'd never even though them possible, but all the sermons and screams from the pulpit came flooding back. She was already damned. She said so.<br><br>"I'm damned for even talking to you", her head chin dropped to her chest. "I will do as you will".<br><br>She looked at her binds, then back up at the Demon. <br><br>"Who <em>are</em> you"?<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 19:34:39</strong>
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				"Think of me as your guardian angel, only a damn sight more effective, because I left my scruples at home." Ishtar donned a pair of soft, black kid gloves. "Damnation is what you make it," she said, "If you believe that God will scratch your name off the Christmas list for enjoying sex and playing with bad girls, then you'll be right. Anyway, if He didn't want you to do it, why does it feel so good? Why be fruitful and multiply if you have to sin for it?"<br><br>"Call me 'Ishtar'," she replied, "I was the dancer of the Seven Veils. I was whispering in Mary Magdalene's ear when Jesus was with her. I was the model for Eve and Lilith and, honey, I'm your best shot at getting saved." She ran a hand up Sophia's thigh. "Relax, pretty, you're in very capable hands." She hooked her fingers into the waistband of Sophia's panties and pulled them down. They vanished. Ishtar unbuttoned the girl's blouse and stroked her bra. That, too, vanished.<br><br>"Ooh, you'd better be damn glad I'm on your side. Tits like yours come once in a generation." She traced a gloved finger along her collarbone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 20:09:05</strong>
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				"Ishtar", Sophia breathed. She shuddered at Ishtars touch, felt the touch on her thigh, this was so wrong, this was a demon, but Sophia had never been so excited. She couldn't hear what&nbsp; Ishtar was saying over her breathing and heartbeat. She felt like she was going to burst. As the demons finger hooked her pantied, she arched forward, desperate for the touch, and gasped as her bra disappeared, leaving her totally naked except for her shoes.<br><br>She glared at the Demon, gasping for breath, desperate to feel the touch of that soft material on her naked flesh.&nbsp; She pushed her knees together and threw her head back moaning. The chair bucked as she strained at her bonds. She felt she was going insane. <br><br>Sophia looked back at Ishtar. "Please...", she begged.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 20:16:41</strong>
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				"Trust me," she said sweetly, "If you orgasm a few times before the main event, you'll at least know why it's fun." The chair forced her thighs wider apart and held them there. Ishtar stroked her shoulders and kissed them, moving her way slowly to take Sophia's left nipple in her mouth. She licked it rhythmically, echoing the girl's heartbeat, while her hands stroked and tickled her inner thighs, working towards her slit.<br><br>Ishtar herself moaned a little and created a tendril of shadow from the floor to reach up under her skirt and tickle her clit. She'd show Sophia that brand of pleasure soon enough.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 20:26:30</strong>
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				She felt the touch on her shoulder, then the kiss. he arched her neck back moaning, felt the smoothness of that hand on her leg, going up, up..."Oh God". Ishtar smirked at this. She felt the demons tongue flicking her hard nipple, licking it, circling it. She wanted to hold Ishtar, pull her close, give herself up totally. She wanted to surrender her soul to the demon.<br><br>She arched her lower back, pushing her groin forward, wanting the gloved hand to touch her where she had never been touched.<br><br>"I'm yours", she breathed. "Forever".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 20:33:39</strong>
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				"Mm, yes, my little angel," she hissed, "You are." She traced a star on Sophia's thigh, leaving a deep indigo mark that would remain for life. Then she removed the glove and spread the girl's cunt lips with soft strokes. She took her mouth from her nipple and kissed her way down to the spread flower there. Her hands, one still gloved, pinched and twisted her nipples and her tongue went to work on her clit.<br><br>Beneath her own skirt, she slowly changed her shape. She wanted a good thick cock for this one, big enough to stretch her, maybe two later. The change was pleasurable and Ishtar hummed in bliss against Sophia's clit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:03:37</strong>
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				Sophia felt a sting of pain on her thigh, she looked down and saw the mark that was left. She know what it meant, she didn't care. The only thing she cared about was the touch of a demon. Ishtar. Her demon.<br><br>As Ishtar kissed her body, going lower and lower, she could feel an intense heat rising within. She gasped faster, deeper, she was going crazy. She felt like an animal. A dumb, unthinking animal that craved one thing and one thing only. Then as soon as she felt the brush of fingers against her cunt, she screamed out in ecstasy. She wanted more. Everything thing that could be done to her. Right now she wanted it. <br><br>She looked down at Ishtar, working her unt with her lips and toungue, and laughed out loud. This felt so good.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:16:03</strong>
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				The tendril of shadows pushed under her and flicked at her anus, probing curiously. At the same time, Ishtar flicked her tongue into the small, tight opening she found and wiggled it teasingly. Had she misjudged how stretchy she'd be?<br><br>"Tell Ishtar how bad you want it, Sophia..." she growled, "How bad do you want a hard fat cock in every hole?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:22:05</strong>
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				She'd never felt pleasure lie this before. What was this? As she felt a toungu in her cunt, she felt something else in her, pushing gently but firmly. How could it get better.<br><br><em>How bad do I want it</em>, she thought. <br><br>"Let me out of this chair Ishtar", Sophia purred. "Let me show you how bad I want it".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:28:07</strong>
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				"No, no, my pet," she said, "for now, you stay in the chair. Let Lady Ishtar come to you." The chair reclined, and lowered enough for her to straddle. She hitched up her skirt and revealed the cock she'd grown herself.<br><br>"Tell me, little Whore of Babylon, how bad do you want to taste this heavy thing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:41:16</strong>
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				She felt the chair lean back, putting her all most on her back. Ishtar stood over her and with a knee either side lifed her skirt to reveal a thick, solid cock, the like of which she could have never imagined. Sophie felt she should have been shocked, or at least surprised, but she was neither. She was desperate. Thats all.<br><br>"Give it to me", she gasped. "Give it to me, please".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:45:35</strong>
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				"Open wide, pet," she ordered, tapping Sophie's lips with the heavy, thick head. The shadow at Sophie's ass split, one creeping forward to slither around inside Sophie's cunt, not breaking through, but teasing and tickling. The one at her ass, however, entered and began to widen, gently stretching her to prepare for Ishtar's member later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:54:04</strong>
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				She breathed deeply, a hissing intake of breath indicating pain of her ass being probed by...she didn't know, but neither did she care that much. Pain and pleasure. <br><br>Ishtar's cock was touching her lips, tapping them. Sophia, opened her mouth, flicking her toungue out, and lick ing the head, sliding it all around before settling to lick and flick underneath the head. She open her mouth wider bringing her upper lip down to meet the hot flesh. Moving her head back and forth for a while she pleasured. Looking up into the vastness of the demons eyes she pushed her head forward more, and more taking it deep into her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 22:08:35</strong>
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				She growled with pleasure and grabbed Sophia by the hair, choosing to fuck her mouth with all the savagery she could muster. "Good little pet," she snarled, "You like the taste of a nice fat cock in your mouth, don't you? This is your new god, isn't it?" She pulled out of the girl's mouth. "Say it, pet! Kiss it and say, 'this is my new god.' Worship it!"<br><br>More tendrils of shadow were exploring Sophia's legs, breasts, clit and cunt lips. Dark gray wisps crawled over her body, stimulating her like greedy hands.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 22:14:53</strong>
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				She kissed the head of the cock. "This is my new God", she throatily declared, and kissed it again, and again, reaching with her tongue.<br><br>Her whole body was on fire. She could feel every nerve ending on her body stading on end, crying out "Yes"!<br><br>"More. I want more'. She pleaded with Ishtar. "Let me pray".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 22:19:00</strong>
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				"Come for me, pet," she whispered, "Scream for me." She went to straddle her legs, waving the shadows away and positioning herself to enter. "Let me hear you scream for this! Let your god hear you beg!" She stroked her clit with the tip and dragged her nails down Sophia's belly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 22:29:59</strong>
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				"Do it"! Sophia screamed, as Ishtar shifted position. "Do me"! <br><br>She cried out as the sharp nails of the demon raked her belly. She screamed her lungs out. In pleasure and much as agony.<br><br>"Fuck me", she shouted. "Fuck me just like the whore of Babylon was fucked, over and over. For ever'!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 22:35:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ishtar laughed and slipped herself in, stopping just short of popping her cherry and forcing the chair back upright. "Listen to me, Sophia!" She barked, "After this, there's no turning back. You belong to me, body and soul. I can release you now, but, once I take you, you can't turn back. It's your choice!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 22:39:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do it"!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 22:51:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Deciding that Sophia was too far gone to care, she thrust herself in, pumping a few times to mix blood with lubrication as she ripped brutally into her. "Is this what you want, pet?" She forced the cock to expand a bit, forming to her insides and slamming in deeper for emphasis. "You want your god to come in your every hole? Fill you up with seed?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 23:01:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Intoxicated with lust, barley aware of anything other than the sensations between her legs, she bucked against this she demon that had now changed her forever, trying within the confines of her bindings to push herself nearer, she must get nearer to Ishtar and that wonderful cock. She felt then a pang of regret knowing that no one else could fulfill her like this ever again. With this she was over come with feelings of desire and love for this demon. No one could ever fill her like she was being filled now.<br><br>She screamed out as the demon cock grew inside her. Grew til it filed every inch of her. It even felt as if it grew in width as well as length.<br><br>"Faster", she screamed. She gasped and gasped. She threw her head back and almost howled with pleasure as, for th first time in her life, she experienced an orgasm so intense, she felt she could quite happily die right here and now, and not miss anything in life. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 23:11:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Instead, Ishtar slowed, grinding deep and regulating her pace to a crawl. "Oh, no, pet," she said, "I call the shots. I'll fuck you however I please." <br><br>She pulled out and created another cock behind it. The chair released her. "Get up!" Ishtar snapped, "Go to the window. Tits to the glass. Go, if you want these!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 23:23:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sophia felt the release of her ankles and wrists. She tried to stand and fell to her knees, she cried out as she fell, she looked to Ishtar for help, she just smiled back. She would have to crawl if she wanted satisfaction, and that, was all she wanted right now. So she crawled to the window. She felt sore and bruised, that was OK, she was ready for more. She wanted more. She'd demand if the bitch would listen.<br><br>Sophia got to the window and staggered up and pressed herself against the glass, and waited like a faithful dog fo her mistress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 23:30:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She came up behind her and positioned both cocks on a hole each. "Believe it or not, as harsh as I am?" She thrust in hard and began pounding her faster and faster. "I love you, pet."<br><br>Ishtar came explosively, filling her ass and cunt with a hot dark blue fluid. She pulled out and thrust them both into her cunt, continuing the rough fucking as she still gushed that diabolical seed. The fluid wound make sure her pet stayed tight and sensitive. Every fuck would feel like this, brutal and dirty. "Good girl, pet. You take that cock like a good girl."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 23:43:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt every thrust push her into the glass, her tits squashed up against the window, even her face. Her hands were face down on the glass, as if looking for some purchase to keep her up right.<br><br>She heard Ishtar say, "I love you, pet". Sophia turned as much as she could, looked over her shoulders into the demons eyes. <br><br>"I want you to love me". Sophia realized she was saying this and also that she meant it. Right then, she felt an explosion of hot, wet, sticky fluid fill her. She moaned with pleasure, loving every second of it.<br><br>She turned again to gaze upon this wonderous creature that had entered her life. <br><br>"I love you", she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 00:37:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ishtar kissed Sophia's shoulderblade. <em>You've still got it, girl,</em> she thought to herself as she pulled out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urialen</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 01:03:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sophie dropped to the floor without the support of her demon lover. She felt battered and bruised, but so alive. What happened today was going to be with her for the rest of her life.<br><br>"Now what", she wondered. Had Ishtar had her war way, and was now going to abandon her, throw her out, knowing that shed always have an empty space within? Or was she going to be allowed to serve her demon, please her, be her little pet for ever?<br><br>She sat up, still naked and gazed up at Ishtar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Yes, Ms. DeVille! (Urialen and Anastasia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anastasia Lockhart</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 02:25:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now, dear pet," said Ishtar, "You learn the truth. I want you over for dinner this evening. There's some people I want you to meet. This is going to be the start of a long, long road." She held out a hand to lift Sophie to her feet.<br><br>"And don't let on about this," she added, "Let's keep it our little secret."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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