to h e l l and back. [ stefy && kolath ]

[ohstefyelectric]

• • • She was absolutely sure she was at her wit's end. She didn't know what she was doing, but apparently it only made sense in being in a Catholic school to confess the sins that floated in her head. Or rather, confess the sins that were apparently crawling up her legs, flickering in and out of her head as holding her down against something. Even with some going so far as to confess it to their head priest. That is exactly what she was doing now, making her way to the church that towered in the center of the school, everything seemed to circle around the church. Literally. Black mary jane heels guiding her into the near empty church building, she glanced to the side and nodded softly at one of the lesser priests moving through the aisles and humming their songs, she moved carefully between a set of aisles into one of the back confessionals as she heard someone shift on the otherside of the screen. Thank God. Someone was in there.
      
      "Forgive me father, for I believe I have sinned. " She spoke softly, her loosely accented voice showing that she wasn't from this plain and simple town, though as she bowed her head, her hazel eyes fell to the floor. Straight red hair falling over her cheeks, her half lidded eyes raised up calmly and she almost swore that again she felt the sensation slide up her legs, cool and tingling. A light splash of freckles over the female's cheekbones, Samaire let out a soft breath of air, "Father, I keep having these nightmares and daydreams. . They're. . They're sinful father, and I don't know what to do." Hopefully, he wouldn't issue her a 'twenty something Hail Mary's'. Her full C cup held nicely into her tight white shirt, the female's naturally tan, smooth legs continued to switch occasionally as though to swat the tentacles she felt slithering up them away from her. [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]

 

[Kolath]

The father was not in the confessional, he was currently away busy working with a young girl that needed help getting into the private school. Needless to say the man was being anything but a man of god at that point. It was the priestâ??s sin that allowed the person in the confessional in there.

Sitting in the confessional listening to the girl talk about what she was experiencing was the very woman that was causing it. Assuming you could call her a woman, she was female at this moment as it was the sex she preferred and considered herself to be so. Her name was Alyskal, Alys for short. She was a succubus, a demon of lust and sexual need. She was always searching out people to corrupt into her play things. This girl had eluded her so far, but thanks to the priestâ??s many sexual sins she was now about to take more action.

Smiling softly Alys spoke softly so that she could be heard but there could be no way that the girl could tell, it wasnâ??t the priest. â??Tell me my child, what happens in these dreams that you are so sure is sinful?â? even as she talked Alys sent some tentacles to gently creep up Samaireâ??s legs slowly.

 

[ohstefyelectric]

• • • Her pretty eyes staring along the floor of the confessional, she could hear the half silent breathing of the priest on the otherside of the screen, knowing she couldn't see him, though mentally hoping he could have something to help her situation. No, he wasn't a witch doctor, but surely a few hail mary's could cure that really quickly, right? Biting onto her bottom lip gently once the priest finally spoke to her in response to her earlier words, she glanced up slightly and closed her eyes because a good half of her mind was sure that she was going to have to answer this sooner or later. It was a toss up sort of question. " I- They touch me Father. They grab at me and pull at my clothes father, and recently I've been having these nightmares about these things pushing inside of me. . " She didn't want to announce how they had just about filled up every one of her holes in that dream, a mental image of her lips stretched around something that looked like the tentacles that had been bothering her all day today.
      
      With that being said, she didn't realize they were currently creeping up her smooth legs now, Samaire's eyes closed softly as she raised a hand to her lips gently, " They keep getting worse Father. " She announced as well in her soft voice, leaning her head against the side of the confessional. [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]

 

[Kolath]

Alys smirked feeling her tentacles creeping up the girls legs. It was so good to finally be really touching her and not just giving the impression of them touching her. The tentacles had come up through the floor of the confessional and were really touching her but they were hidden by her skirts and the portal was under the chair. Alys smirked again, â??Pushing inside of you? How my child? And what are these things that are doing it to you?â? she wanted Samaire to put words to it. if she could get the girl to describe it then her hold over her would be complete.

 

[ohstefyelectric]

• • • This was starting to get ridiculous. He was asking her so many questions that she didn't feel like answering, although she knew she couldn't just say that to the priest before her. Eyes again scanning the ceiling, the young female let herself breathe out gently before speaking again when he asked what the things were that were pushing inside of her, " They- they slide up my skirt and. . And take my virginity from me Father. And I'm not sure what they are. . They're tentacles or something Father and just ram into me and. . I even woke up screaming one night. " She admitted, her voice now hushed as she closed her eyes, not believing she was saying this.[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]

 

[Kolath]

Alys smiled as the bond was set by her describing it. the tentacles slowly crept up her legs farther moving to her knees and starting to head up her inner thighs. With her head turned up to the ceiling she would never see them. â??Do you like how they feel my child?â? Alys had her already all it would take is the tentacles to start to pull her down into hell with them and there was nothing that the poor girl could do to stop it. Alys let her voice slip from deeper into her natural clearly famine voice. â??Do you like it when they push inside you dripping pussy and take your virginity, is that why you woke screaming in pleasure?â?