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Cum eating coerced bi-sexuality dark fairy tale

Cum eating and coerced bi-sexuality are two of my favorite things.

Eat your cum for ME!

Eat your cum for ME!

I hope you enjoy this dark cum eating fairy tale as much as I loved writing it.

The doorbell rang and I carefully walked down the metal staircase.  It was cold underneath my pretty manicured toes.   I knew, of course, who was on the other side of the door even before the doorbell rang.  I always knew who approached my home.

It had been 80 years since I was changed into a vampire.

Now, granted, I wasn’t the bloodsucking type.  I could even go out into the sunlight, if forced to.  I just had something of an. . . aversion to the thing, the sun that is.   It gave me a slight headache when I out in it, but I did not burst into flames or any of that silly nonsense.

I ate food just like everyone else, but to keep my firm body and beautiful features, I needed to eat fresh cum.    I had no problems at all luring men to my large mansion.   I merely had to compel them to do my bidding, but normally I didn’t even need to do that if I went to a bar at night.

I opened the door to see two college aged males standing there, happily surveying me.  They noted my black teddy and sheer black robe and nearly came on themselves.   I smiled, and invited them in.  I allowed my sheer robe to drop down to the floor as I sat on my black leather sofa.  The two college boys stood before me, and I unzipped their jeans.    Their cocks would suffice.  After all, I did not need big cocks to get a nice load of semen.  I merely needed to eat a lot of cum.

I slowly sucked on the first male.    He could barely stand up when he felt my vampiric powers move though him.    It did not take me long to swallow his first load of cum.

The second male took a little bit longer for me to milk the cum out of his cock. I could tell that he was sexually active, as he had a lot more endurance.   Both of my guys claimed to be straight when I arranged for them to come over.

I’ve noticed straight men have a flavor of cum that is a bit more spicy then a gay male.   Both were good, but tonight,  I felt more like spicy to sweet.   Of course, in the end, it was all the same.  After sucking off each male, they turned to each other and started to jerk each other off.    I watched amused.

I had just turned each male a little gay in that moment and I was about to go for round two.

To Be Continued.

Once a vampire like myself sucks on a man’s cock, he is left changed….

Sweet Dreams!!

Cum eating is FUN!

XOXXO

Demon Mistress Simone

(Cause it’s fun being evil…)

Feet Tickling torture black mass erotic roleplay

Worship the Goddess!

Worship the Goddess!

Tickling can truly be a nasty source of torture.  This story is dedicated to a very special tickle slave that has a cable knit sock fetish.   All fetishes can be added to make a scenario a little more eclectic and kinky, forming an erotic and over the top roleplay.  I hope you enjoy my version of this tickling nightmare.

13 girls wearing white tight t shirts without bras and short tennis skirts  entered  the dimly lit church.

The girls were not wearing shoes, but, rather, white cable knit socks.  The socks wrapped  each long leg like a nice soft glove. Each girl carried a bag of long, thick, black candles.   The females lined the pews with gothic candles and lit them.  It gave the large catholic church a dark ambience .   Now, all they had to do was wait for me to show up.

The large, heavy doors opened, and I walked a blindfolded man inside of the church.   He wore nothing but a black leather thong which matched the lit candles.   I had him on a nice black leather leash which attached to a matching colored studded collar.

I removed the blindfold and what he saw caused his cock to rise instantly.

The young beautiful girls had perfectly  firm breasts, which were readily apparent through the see through t shirts.

.  However, what really caused his cock to shoot up, were the cable knit socks that each girl was wearing.   He wanted desperately to have each girl rub her feet against his face.  He wanted to sniff their feet.   To say that he had a foot fetish was an understatement, to say the least.  But, when he saw them wrapped in those soft knit cable socks, he nearly came undone.

He moaned when I pulled on the leash beckoning him to walk  forward towards the  table.

A large table, typically where the catholic priest would pour his wine was covered in what looked like soft leather.   He walked by each girl noticing her erect nipples.  All of them were excited.   I had him step up to the high table and he watched as the girls attached the feet and arm harnesses.

“This will stop you from falling off the table, slave” I say while smiling down at my prey.

“Let the tickle torture black mass commence” I announce as the girls surround him.

The first girl climbs up and lays on top of him.   She tickles the bottom of his toes and I watch as he jerks and laughs uncontrollably.   I smile knowing this torture is going to go on all night.   People start to come into the church one by one.   They sit down close enough to have a nice view of the tickling session.   They hear the man screaming out, ”No, no, please!” but it does not really seems to matter.   His cock is rock hard and is saying Yes.  His cock is the star of the show, and I breathe in his arousal and am very much a pleased Goddess.

The best part of his tickle torture is when the last person enters the church.

It truly pleases me when I have his wife walk in the door towards the end of his doom.  The look of fear and horror on his face gives me an enormous amount of power and glee.

 I feed off of his fears and I hear him scream out “NO!”

I laugh while tears rolling down his face.

Would your cock like to be the star of My black mass?

I can arrange one just for YOU!

pegging an erotic roleplay of the vampiric hunt

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I’m Watching YOU!

I hope you enjoy this little psychic vampire pegging story as much as I enjoyed writing it.  I look forward to hunting you and doing this roleplay on our calls together.   I hope you dream of me, My love!

I watched the man that I was stalking from the trees when he went for his nightly jog.

He had a very exact schedule which was very convenient for me, as I did as well.    He got home from work and ate something light.  I watched as he slipped out of his work clothes and changed into his black gym shorts and grey t shirt.   I imagined a full closet of nothing but grey boring t shirts and black gym shorts.

He always kept his upstairs blinds open, and I could see him from the trees where I waited for him.

I watched as, occasionally, he walked over to the window and looked out.   He never saw me, because I did not want him to see me quite yet.   First, I wanted to watch and observe my prey.   I wanted to enjoy the sensation of watching him strip out of his clothing.

 It was going to feel great when I finally penetrated his tight ass.

My pussy felt quite moist as I imagined pegging his ass.   He had such a nice full ass and I imagined my ejaculating cock exploding my semen deep inside of him.  I had spent the past month thinking of him late at night while masturbating.

As a vampire, I could have a cock or a pussy.  It really just depended on my mood.

When hunting a male that I planned on pegging, having a cock definitely came in handy.    Though, fear was enticing and enjoyable when I hunted a male, I found, I preferred having my prey agreeable and excited overall.   After all, I was not hurting my prey, I was giving them an enormous amount of pleasure when I pegged their cute little asses.

I sat back in the tree contemplating if I would have this male remember after I was done with him.

I could easily put him back in his happy little house and have him forget the memory.  OR, I could entice him and haunt him in his dreams.   I could get him to seek me out in the forest looking for me.   I could get him to beg me to peg him.   Yes, that was definitely what I was going to do to this nameless male.

He would think he was hunting me.   Then, he would beg me to peg him.

I smiled as I continued to watch him strip for me.  This was a fun game.

To Be continued.

Cocksucking black mass an erotic story

Demon Mistress Simone 1 800 356 6169 cocksuckingCocksucking is one of my all time favorite topics.   Mixing blasphemy with cocksucking for me is sort of like sprinkles on my ice cream.  Of course, you can add any fetish to the black mass and it just makes it a little more evil.  I Love evil topics.  It makes me feel alive to write about things that would make me very happy if it were possible to do.  I imagine sometimes renting out an old chapel just for the purpose of doing any of these things in a story.   Would you be a follower of the demonic succubus Simone in this cocksucking adventure?   Enjoy my demonic cocksucking story!

cock sucking story begins

The clock struck midnight and the naked men wandered into the church one by one.  They always entered the church naked.   They arrived fully dressed and then stripped in the alter boi room.    This was a special church where the men were required to all be naked.   I stood in the front of the church wearing a dark satanic black robe.

“Cocksuckers enter the realm of Hell with Me as your Goddess and be free” I screamed at the crowd of men.

I raised my beautiful hands above my head to reveal My beautiful breasts.  Then men were very aroused by the sight of my beauty.  I then surveyed my stable of men.   I walked past each man and touched the one’s that had cocks too small to please Me sexually.

Small cocked men will be my Royal cocksuckers” I announced.

I hear “Yes, Mistress.” in response to my command, and am pleased.   I sit down on my throne and open my legs revealing My glorious pearl.

“Let the cocksucking gluttony commence,” I announce.

I watch as the men that I have not touched stand awaiting a warm mouth.   I survey my small cocked men rising up slightly to reach the males I have awarded the badge of a large cock.

“It pleases Me,”  I announce, “that both straight and gay men alike will either suck cock or be sucked. ”

“It does not matter if you are straight or gay when sucking the cock in front of you.  All that matters is that you obey me.  Obey your Goddess, I say.  Obey your Goddess and be my little cocksuckers.”

This goes on until each man explodes into a mouth of a willing small dicked cocksucker.   They take the semen into their eager mouths and swallow the offering.

I then walk past all of them to the door.  My black cloak drags behind me as I walk slowly down the aisle.  As I pass each man, they thank me.

Each man then gets dressed while I stand at the door anointing my body with oil.

Upon leaving each man kisses my breasts, My pussy and My feet.

He thanks me  and I bless him with abundance as I cum over and over and over.

Do you want to cum to my black mass?

Succubus Edging and cock control an erotic story

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This Succubus edging story is a continuation from my regular blog,.   Roger was very nervous after dreaming of me.   He had been having problems with cock control from his dreams of me. Let’s just say, every night he came on himself when he woke up.  Then, he found me online  and got up the courage to call me.  I hope you boys enjoy the next part of this succubus edging story. I love dark fantasy role plays.

“Hi, This is Simone, what is your name?”

I heard a nervous “Roger” from the other side of the receiver.

He was nervous, and that, of course, pleased me greatly.  I ran a mental cord from me to him and felt his excitement.  His cock was rock hard for Me.   I added a little bit of red energy over his body, so he no longer cared that he was nervous.  All he was focused on at this point was his cock.    He could feel his raging hard on, and wanted desperately to touch and edge his throbbing cock.

I can read his horny mind

“No,” I commanded without thinking.

“Mistress, how did you know what I was thinking about touching my cock?” Roger stammered.

“Well, you’re a man, and you obviously want to play with your cock, but you haven’t yet earned the right to edge it for me.   I like that you are calling on sinning Sunday.  Is your wife or girl friend at church?”

“It’s my wife, and yes, she is at early Mass.  How did you know, Mistress?”

“Roger,” I said, intertwining a blue cord into his aura for endurance. “Do you really think you can hide things from me?

We spent an hour getting to know each other and slowly teasing his cock while he confessed his dirty little secrets to Me.   I immensely enjoyed knowing how he found me.   It pleased me knowing that my magic to pull him to me was working effectively.   The more he stroked and edged his cock, the more enamored he become with me.

Edging him make me stronger

“Roger” I said, towards the end of the call,  “I want you to understand that I am truly excited and feeding off your sexual arousal.   You are quite literally making me stronger as a succubus.   Though, I have to tell you, that the side effects of cumming with me will be that you will grow addicted to the orgasms I give you.”

Roger squeaked in response.   He begged for release desperately, much like a man that needed water.  I knew that he was mine.  I also knew that  after all that edging he was going to have one hell of an orgasm, no pun intended.

Roger had no idea the euphoric and hellish places I would take him in his mind.

Or, the fact that he would soon beg for more.

To be continued…

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Tiny cock edging transformation

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There was nothing better then edging his cock, Jonathan thought as he laid in bed.    It was a cool summer night outside and the wind was blowing in an unnatural way.  It was strange . . . → Read More: Tiny cock edging transformation

I will turn you into a girl tonight

 

Want to be a girl for Me?

You always wanted to be a girl.

You’ve fantasized about it for ages.  I know this of course because I know YOU. I know the ins and outs of you.  I know the dark side of you and what you’ve wished for since you were . . . → Read More: I will turn you into a girl tonight

Taking the Slave’s Soul

Look deep into My brown eyes, and feel My strength.

You can tell by My haunted, sadistic smile how much I love using you.  I wait here on My bed waiting for your little body to crawl to Me.  You can feel My gaze, and you see the small smile that grows across My . . . → Read More: Taking the Slave’s Soul

The Strong Man’s Tale, Part 1

Once upon a time there was a strong virile man.

This man knew that he was strong, knew that he was handsome and virile. He was absolutely certain that he was the envy of all the other men around him, and, furthermore, that all the women around him wanted him. The man loved to . . . → Read More: The Strong Man’s Tale, Part 1

Shamanic Witchcraft and Sexual Magic

There are two main divisions in the types of magic.

The type of magic that I practice is Shamanic Witchcraft. Ceremonial Magicians use time honored constructs, group rituals and the power of the human unconscious to work their magics. They build powerful golems to help them, they call on other-planar entities to aid them, . . . → Read More: Shamanic Witchcraft and Sexual Magic