Trixie
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 18, 2013
Henrietta's hands fell swiftly upon Maria's bared breasts, giving both soft mounds a firm squeeze as her spaded tail inched its way into Maria's wanting vagina. "I'll teach you everything you ever wanted to know, pet," she whispered. Her wings flared out suddenly, larger than they had been before, and slowly wrapped around the girl. She would be able to see the world through the thin membrane of the succubus' wings, hazy and indistinct, but still there.. and then there was lightning.
For a moment, the world was hot pink edged in deepest black, and then the wings opened once more. It was, perhaps, a nod to her creator Marabella that they appeared where they appeared. A tall and wide cavern, edged on every side by crystalline mirrors, and where the ground pulsed, organic and pink. There were places where it was bare, however, revealing... wooden floors and the occasional stripe of paint. The place, perhaps, where Thalia had taken her, since turned into the corrupted Queen's bedchambers.
A bed, round and soft lay before them, and Henrietta was quick to move her new subject to it. "Here, darling," Henrietta whispered, her thong shearing away as her boots faded to nothingness, "is where I shall teach you. Your class, if you will," Henrietta said, as her hands flashed, quick and lethal. Her nails sheared through Maria's clothing, leaving it in tatters before Henrietta took the girl back into her arms, the tail resuming its masterful flicking across the girl's sex, as she pulled Maria's face into her expansive chest.
Without the powers of the nexus at Maria's side, those images, those sensations, were far stronger than they were before. Each touch crackled like the electricity that seemed so characteristic of the succubus, and she let out a husky laugh. Her fingers twined with the girl's hair, pulling her head back while the succubus' free hand groped one of her own breasts. "To receive, you must be willing to give," Henrietta said, offering her teat to the girl, from which dribbled a few drops of some sweet-smelling fluid...
For a moment, the world was hot pink edged in deepest black, and then the wings opened once more. It was, perhaps, a nod to her creator Marabella that they appeared where they appeared. A tall and wide cavern, edged on every side by crystalline mirrors, and where the ground pulsed, organic and pink. There were places where it was bare, however, revealing... wooden floors and the occasional stripe of paint. The place, perhaps, where Thalia had taken her, since turned into the corrupted Queen's bedchambers.
A bed, round and soft lay before them, and Henrietta was quick to move her new subject to it. "Here, darling," Henrietta whispered, her thong shearing away as her boots faded to nothingness, "is where I shall teach you. Your class, if you will," Henrietta said, as her hands flashed, quick and lethal. Her nails sheared through Maria's clothing, leaving it in tatters before Henrietta took the girl back into her arms, the tail resuming its masterful flicking across the girl's sex, as she pulled Maria's face into her expansive chest.
Without the powers of the nexus at Maria's side, those images, those sensations, were far stronger than they were before. Each touch crackled like the electricity that seemed so characteristic of the succubus, and she let out a husky laugh. Her fingers twined with the girl's hair, pulling her head back while the succubus' free hand groped one of her own breasts. "To receive, you must be willing to give," Henrietta said, offering her teat to the girl, from which dribbled a few drops of some sweet-smelling fluid...