- You poisoned her! - I heard indignant cry Lena.

- Yes! - came back, - poisoned! It was not worth it to swallow the seed! - thundered Stepan's voice. - You do not want her to die? Then do something Succubus, ”he continued coldly.

A strong and sonorous blow to the back and I, after breathing out, making it difficult for me to breathe on the floor, frantically opened my mouth trying to draw in fresh air. And lo and behold, I succeeded. Inhaling pure cold air, I froze. My head swirled my legs became wadded, and I myself seemed to rush along the waves, swaying on the ridges and falling into the deep.

They wrapped me up in something, then raised big, firm, but inhuman hands, carried it somewhere and laid it down. And then a glass with opal liquid appeared before my eyes.

- Have a drink! - ordered the voice of Lena.

I drank the bitter liquid. And when she, with a cold waterfall, sank into the stomach, the fire inside me began to subside. Vision was painfully sharp, and I found myself lying in a huge circle on a low elevation. The bedroom is gone. Instead, there was a domed hall around me lit by a multitude of candles. They burned with a steady upward light. That's just the fire in them was colorful.

A voluptuous voice sounded under the dome. He intensified, gradually moving from recitative to singing. The sounds of singing, rising high, sounded all threatening, and then fell silent on the highest note. And at this moment I was pulled out of my body. I was at the top right above my lying body, as if pinned to the ceiling.

Now I saw everything! A huge multipath pentagram in which a circle is inscribed. Rays of different lengths ended exactly with the many candles that lit the hall. The elevation on which lay the body, wrapped in a burgundy cloak, my body! It was black and located in the center of the glowing five-pointed star inscribed in a circle.

- Pentakl! - Suddenly appeared in my head no matter where the name came from.

The ends of the rays were crowned with thick coal-black candles. Their black flame burned strongly, just not lighting, but as if absorbing light from the air. And in each ray glowed dark red, like living strange characters.

Suddenly, two naked figures appeared from the air in my head and legs near my body: Lena and Stepan. They simultaneously bent down, getting me out of my raincoat, and at that moment I returned back to my body.

Lenochka's hands pulled off my bra, dangling almost at the waist, and Stepan's hands tore off wet panties. And only I began to recover, as he clung to my vagina lips. I screamed in surprise, yet I spread my legs wide apart, giving him the opportunity to do his pleasant action.

And again, as if five minutes ago, I was huddled in a fit, this time of depraved passion. I felt like a whore, and I liked it.

- Still! - involuntarily burst out of me, and tried to stretch my arms to press Stepan's head to his bosom.

Hands did not obey me. I was not able to move at all. I could only look, listen and answer questions and scream with passion. Black passion The voice of Stepan rang out.

- Do you want me?

- Yes! - I rejoiced.

- And her? - he pointed to Lena, who was standing at the head of the bed.

- Yes! - I answered again in the affirmative.

- And will you let us go afterwards, after copulation? - gaining strength, thundered his voice.

“...” I froze, knowing that my answer would solve everything.

Life seemed to flash before my eyes. I rolled up my eyes seeking to see a girlfriend. She smiled. Only in that smile came fear and despair.

“Yes ...” I whispered very quietly, realizing that this was a farewell.

- You gave the word! - Stepan thundered and took a step on his knees.

And then his huge body, like a knife, pierced my bosom. Suddenly a huge and as if increased in size and diameter member moved inside me.He simply bursting, stretched the vagina, turning it into a concentration of thoughts and desires. I wanted this, I have never been so good. Vigorous fast back and forth almost immediately drove me into a stupor. By his actions, I realized that he was the best. His huge organ, like a living coiled inside me. He, then stretched inside, as if a large and tender tongue, then became as thick as a barrel, bursting at my long-suffering womb, carrying the abyss of pleasure by urging on lust that swept over me with my head. His hands never for a second remained in place, they tenderly tore at my breasts, in a second to cause a sweet pain that gripped me. I gave myself all to this mate blinded and stunned with lust sweeping over me.

Suddenly, I heard singing. Sang Lena. The words of the song seemed to be intertwined with the rhythm of the movement of the Seeds that capture me Then it subsided, and in my head I heard the words:

- Repeat after me! - this order seemed to have broken the vow of silence from me. - You're the best lover. Your seed can't hurt me! It will connect us forever ...

Like a parrot, without delving into the meaning of what was said, I repeated the words that hit the brain, like a hammer. Seeds face distorted. There was a feeling that he could not stop, continuing to move like a puppet. As if making an effort, Semyon opened his mouth and a roar broke from there:

- Not! Do not dare!

- You, the incubus and the name you Guy! - Sounded in my head, and I repeated it.

The face of the seeds, as well as the body, began to change. He turned into a sort of satire. On the head, sharp horns stretched back, and the body became reddish-black.

“If he is a satyr, then hooves and a tail with a tassel should appear on my legs,” I thought detachedly, and at the same moment a dark hairy tail with a tassel at the end gently slapped my leg and twisted around my thigh.

And the brush, trembling, began to stroke my pubis and clit. I froze, not daring to believe in the transformation, but then, through my stretched nerves, the convulsions of an orgasm ran through the chills and I, twisting and shouting for sure, fell into its abyss. I was beaten, twisted vymalyvalo in indescribable paroxysm of passion. I, trembling finely, was unable to take a breath, occasionally emerged from it in order to again fall even deeper. And then he finished. A jet of seed filled me, it seemed to my throat. And he, without stopping with a terrible grimace on his face, no face, continued to drill me with his body.

And again a voice solemnly sounded in his head:

- Now and forever and ever!

I repeated and suddenly Guy, it was definitely not Semen, stopped, slumping, almost falling to the floor.

- What have you done ?! He whispered.

“Sorry,” Lena said. - Now it's my turn.

She, stepping carefully, approached and took Guy's place.

- I am a female entity, but I'm a demon! - Lena said proudly and, lowering her hands, began to pull herself over the skin of the pubis. I watched with undisguised interest, as if a shapeless rod was being pulled forward from nowhere, gradually turning into a very attractive member. Now I had a pretty girl in front of me with very decent breasts and an erect penis protruding in the abdomen. It looked amazing, but not less attractive than Stepan. She smiled at me, like Stepan got on her knees, and it all started again. Only now my ex-lover, a lesbian, acted as a partner. And she acted differently.

She began to caress my bosom with her tongue and lips. Licking and relish swallowing protruding sperm. Her gentle hands were pulling my clit, sometimes with a tongue plunging deep into the womb. Her caress in a few minutes brought me to a frenzy and, turning and groaning, I began to ask to take me for real.

She straightened and now a new member began to manage in my vagina. It was not quite so, as with Stepan, but not less exciting. And again, I felt the body immersed in me ...