SUCCUBUS RANCH

 

Chapter Seven

 

Sindi had been standing at the gas pump for just a few moments when the radio began to play a song that seemed to fit the mood.

 

“On a dark desert highway,

Cool wind in my hair,

Warm smell of colitas,

Rising up through the air.”

 

“Well, if colitas is a high octane gasoline, then yep, I’m right there with you, Don,” Sindi said to her radio. She looked around the single island of two gas pumps at the old gas station in the middle of the Nevada desert, just wondering where in the hell she really was. “You guys better not be having fun without me,” she said to herself.

 

Sindi’s short fire-red hair caressed her jaw line with its edges, in a tickling fashion. She could just hear in the distance the sound of a wolf being carried by the gentle breeze. Thinking about wild animals, even those as beautiful as wolves, made her just a little bit nervous to be standing out in the open like this.

 

She turned her attention to the blackness just outside the ancient lights of the gas station. She thought she could see shadows moving at this midnight hour, dark images that didn’t look like animals or humans. A shiver ran down her back, causing Sindi to cross her arms tightly to her lower chest. She strained her eyes to make out those shapes, knowing that they couldn’t be real monsters; but those shapes had to be something.

 

If there was just a little more light, she thought to herself, wondering where the traffic had gone. Since pulling into the gas station, it seemed all the cars that she had been seeing on highway just disappeared. There hadn’t been a car to pass the gas station since she had climbed out of it. The only real close noise was that of the older model pump clicking the numbers over as the price changed.

 

Turning her attention back to the only way in and out of the station, she could barely make out the edge of the road in the darkness. It, apparently, was her luck for the full moon to go behind a very thick cloud bank while she was refueling. Once again, the sound of the wolf’s howl in the distance drug her attention back to the pitch black darkness around the island of light she stood in.

 

“I thought the desert was supposed to be beautiful,” she said aloud, just to hear her own voice. “Why does it have to be so creepy?”

 

She had a sudden feeling that the darkness was creeping in from behind her, and she slowly turned her head to look over her shoulder, thinking to herself it was just like a horror movie. She was going to see the evil monster, mouth salivating and long tongue hanging out, hundreds of long white razor-sharp teeth, staring her face, waiting for the green scaly claws to finish ripping her five foot one inch frame to shreds no bigger than confetti.

 

She had just seen that the darkness had not come into the lighted area and let out a sigh of relief when the sigh burst into a yelp of shock and surprise. Her cell phone, deep inside her low slung, very tight, jeans was playing Hotel California as it vibrated against her inner thighs. The feeling, at that moment of release from the fear that had gripped her, almost made her press it harder into its location so it would stimulate her more.

 

Instead, Sindi did what she knew she should do. She reached into her pocket slowly, giving the vibrations more time to play its music into her body, before reluctantly pulling it out. She saw Cinder’s picture on the screen and answered the call. She needed to find out where she was going to meet back up with the band.

 

“Hey, Cinder, what’s up? ... Yeah, I know I’m late, but it was a pain in the ass to get the guy to stop staring at me and give me your new mike.”

 

Sindi shook her head at how easily she had been spooked by the desert, especially since there was now traffic moving regularly on the road and the full moon lit up the desert in a beautiful evening shade of blues, grays and black. She could even smell something floral on the wind, just underneath the smell of the gasoline.

 

“Yeah, I’m still here. Sorry. What were you saying again? … Okay, for starters, I was getting your new mike, Cinder, and you guys are the ones that left me behind…of course my car’s fast. It’s a fucking Mustang! … Ha. Ha. Very funny. Yes, I’m sure I can catch up, too.”

 

She stood still for a bit, listening to Cinder talk and hearing the other girls in the band doing something in the background that sounded like fun. Damn them. She heard a loud click and saw the gas pump had stopped.

 

“Okay, I’ll hurry and catch up with you guys soon,” she said into the phone as she walked to the glass enclosure of the gas station. “Do you have a map of the area?” she asked the man behind the counter.

 

He looked up at Sindi with little more than a glance, just catching her eyes, before looking under the counter and pulling out a folded up map. He slid it across the counter as grabbed a pen set out for customers paying with credit cards.

 

“Where are the next couple of stops you guys are going to make for fuel so I’ll know which direction to head in?” After scribbling down a couple of intersections on the front of the map, Sindi put the pen back and picked up the map. “Okay, and where are we playing again, in case I don’t meet up with you before then?”

 

“All right, I don’t think I’m too far behind you guys; but if I am, I’ll see you tomorrow night at the club.”

 

Sindi hung up her cell phone and slid it deep into her front pocket, and pulling out $40’s and handed it to the older man. She took her change and gave the attendant a nice little smile before making a purposeful spin on her heals and let her ass sway from side to side on the way back to the burnt orange mustang with its black racing stripes.

 

I bet it’s the best looking ass he’s seen in years, she thought during the walk. When she climbed into driver seat, the sound door closing and locking was like a gospel choir singing “Hallelujah.” The next chorus was when she heard her own tires squeal out of the lot and back onto the highway in the traffic.

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It seemed like it had been days, though she knew it was only been about five hours since she had left the gas station. The horizon behind her was just starting to lighten up as the sun slowly reached it, and her head was beginning to grow heavy and her sight was growing dim from the long drive over night.

 

Sindi pulled over and looked at her cell phone for the twentieth time and saw that it still had no bars.

 

“Can you hear me now, my fucking ass,” she said aloud, just to hear a voice. Sindi picked up the map for the first time, figuring that it was about time to figure out just exactly where she really was. She at least knew that she had remained on the same highway since leaving the gas station.

 

Opening it, she was surprised to find a bright red dot on the map showing with the words, in the same red ink, “YOU GOT THIS MAP HERE” written next to it. Following the blue line of the small highway east, Sindi unfolded the next portion of the map and saw a large red X just off the highway, not far from where she believed she was at, with the words “SUCCUBUS RANCH” next to it.

 

“Well, even a ranch this far out in the middle of no where should have a phone of some sort,” she said to herself. “If anything, I might be able to talk them into letting me catch some sleep in a spare room. Hell, anything is better than driving while I’m this tired.”

 

As she drove on, still headed toward the left over darkness of the waning night, Sindi saw a shimmering light. As she got closer, she discovered that the light was coming from a large neon sign at the end of an entrance to a parking lot. A very scantily clad woman with black bat wings and small horns was glowing in the reds of the neon wrapped around the form. The name of the business almost caused Sindi to decide to sleep in her car after all.

 

“Succubus Ranch is a brothel?” she asked the empty seat next to her, glancing at the map lying there. “I’m probably going to hell for this, but I can at least see if they’ll let me sleep here for a few hours. If not, at least I’ll finally be talking to someone else instead of myself.”

 

As it was in the early morning hours, Sindi was able to find a spot real close to the two story building. Climbing out of the car, she marveled for a moment at how elegant this southern-style plantation house while it was surrounded by nothing but a parking lot and barren desert land. Movement on the large porch caught her attention, and she could have sworn that she saw the grey fluffy tail of a wolf move around the corner of the building through the porch railings.

 

“Now I know I need some sleep,” she said aloud. Damn, I better stop talking to myself or the owners will think I’m crazy.

 

Walking with a tired ache in her body, Sindi mounted the steps and walked easily to the door. For the briefest moment, there was a slight weight upon her as she made the last steps across the porch; but she shrugged it off as just the ache of her body from the long drive. Raising her hand to knock on the door, she was surprised when it opened before she could do so.

 

“Well, if it isn’t the sexy little Sindi, from DVnt Sound,” came a very husky and feminine voice. Sindi could barely see the woman standing there, thanks to the sun just cresting the horizon. “Well, come in, young lady, and let’s get you comfortable and relaxed.”

 

The words “comfortable” and “relaxed” flowed into Sindi’s mind and she instantly felt drained of what little strength she had. She dragged her feet a bit as she crossed the threshold and into the darker interior of the building. To her surprise, the temperature was warmer than the cool dawn temps that were outside. There was even just a touch of humidity that was refreshing after the dry air of the desert.

 

“How did you know my name?” Sindi asked the woman as she blinked the sun spots out of her eyes. When they cleared and she was able to see clearly, Sindi felt a new kind of heat and moisture that had nothing to do with the air around her.

 

The woman’s face was near angelic, as best as Sindi could describe to herself. The high cheek bones and slightly thin nose gave her a European look. The beautiful face was surrounded by straight, but still beautiful, shiny raven-black tresses. The hair flowed freely and framed the face and head perfectly. Showing against the black veil of the hair, a slender neck lead from the base of the head to a pair of bare shoulders, where a few strands caressed the top of them while the rest of the hair parted to either the front or back.

 

The hair at the front rested comfortably atop a pair of breasts that could never be described as too large or too small; and they were held in place by a corset that was just as read as Sindi’s hair. The eyes continued to flow down the extremely trimmed waist, shaped by the corset, where just a hint of the midriff was showing beneath it. Further down, and past the bare skin that seemed to call for someone to touch and caress it, Sindi saw the woman wore low-rise jeans, very much like her own.

 

The jeans showed the swell of the hips and the light bumps of the pelvic bones, not making it look grotesque, but more exotic. Following the jeans down, Sindi saw that they had to be tighter than her own pair. Sindi wondered if she had just painted the pants on those long toned legs instead of trying to squeeze into them, she saw that the woman’s feet were barely visible beneath the cuffs. While making out the tip of a bare toe at the end of the sandal they were in, Sindi thought this woman could be from heaven or she could be from hell.

 

Blushing, she quickly looked up from the toes, knowing that she must have been caught staring, but once again enjoying the sweeping view of this drop-dead gorgeous woman before her. Sindi tried to look her in the eyes; but as soon as her pupils did look into the other woman’s, Sindi averted them once again; unable to take the desire that this woman’s gaze caused her.

 

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

 

“It’s okay, dear,” sang the woman’s voice again. “All of our guests give me a once over every time they come here…even the regular customers. I’m used to it, as I’m sure you are used to men’s and women’s eyes sliding over your sexy little body.”

 

Sindi blushed even more, but smiled at the fact this woman was right. She was used to it, and even enjoyed it, most of the time.

 

“As for your earlier question, I saw your band’s bus pass by and thought it would be nice to have a band play here one night. After a bit of searching, I found your band, and you of course; and I just hoped that I could get my hands on all of you. It looks like I get to have you around first.”

 

“I’m sorry,” Sindi replied, looking up at the woman. “You will have to discuss that with our manager, Clayton.”

 

“Don’t worry, I will,” the woman said. “But first, I’m being rude. My name is Maradith, I am the co-owner of Succubus Ranch. Jason, who is the other owner, is a little busy right now, taking care of a situation the fuse box. Now, I’m going to guess you aren’t here for the usual. From the looks in your eyes, and the way you’re swaying back and forth, you’re just looking for a place to stop for the day.”

 

Looking back at Maradith, Sindi nodded. “Yes, that was all that I was going to ask of you. That and the use of your phone, if that would be okay?”

 

“That would be perfect, sweetie,” Maradith said, reaching up with a feminine hand and reaching into her own cleavage. She pulled out of it a small keychain with a single key on it and handed it toward the tired redhead. “We like to keep a room open for the rare guests that come along and just wanting a place to sleep. You will find it right up the stairs on the third floor and the third room on the right.”

 

“Third floor?” Sindi shook her head as the question just popped out of her mouth. Not able to stop from asking, she blurted out her curiosity. “There were only two floors of this building when I came in.”

 

“The Ranch isn’t quite like other places. You’ll find several things that just seem to be more magical than you would expect each and every time you visit us. Now, go on upstairs, get your rest and make your calls.”

 

At that moment, the lights flickered and then went out in the hallway. As if just as quickly, a small flame lit up and took its place atop a candle between her and Maradith.

 

“Sometimes, I just wish he’d call a repairman, than try to do it himself,” Maradith said, a haunting, but seductive, smile playing across her lips as looked at Sindi in the gloom. “I think it may be better if I show you the way.”

 

Sindi soon found herself climbing the stairs behind Maradith into the darkness of the upper floors. Her eyes were easily drawn to the curves of the other woman’s very fine bum, shaking seductively with each step. She thought about how nice it was to be bisexual and able to enjoy both worlds. She then hoped that maybe some light conversation may get her a chance to possibly lure this woman into her room for a bit of fun. Maradith did call her sexy, after all. She probably swings both ways, too; or so Sindi hoped.

 

“So, what exactly is a succubus?” she asked Maradith’s backside.

 

“A succubus is supposedly a mythical female demon that visits its lovers in their dreams and has carnal relations with them. Some believe that she will do this over many nights, draining the life of her victim until they expire in a most glorious, mind blowing, blissful orgasm.”

 

Maradith’s words sounded more husky and seductive as she talked and Sindi lost herself in the voice of this woman leading her into the darkness. She didn’t even notice they were now walking along a corridor until Maradith stopped suddenly. Sindi had just noticed where she was and that there were voices down the corridor, but they sounded more like moans and grunts of others in sexual pleasure. Before she saw Maradith standing still, Sindi was unable to stop herself and walked right into Maradith, the bump causing the woman to drop the candle.

 

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The light was immediately extinguished and the entire area was engulfed in pitch black. Before Sindi could apologize, she felt a hand slide around her shoulders and another around her side and come to rest on her back. A woman’s mouth breathed hot breath against her lips, while a hint of chocolate and cedar seemed to play near her nose. Instantly, her mouth was pressed upon by Maradith’s, the woman’s tongue sliding easily between her lips and lightly teasing her own.

 

Sindi was pressed against a wall as Maradith pressed her body into her. Just as quickly, the kiss ended, just as Sindi began to moan with appreciation, and a flame leaped into the darkness as Maradith relit the candle.

 

“I’m sorry about that,” she told Sindi, lustfully leering at her. “I should have said we were here before stopping so suddenly.”

 

Sindi watched Maradith slide the key into the door knob and give it a turn, causing the loud click of the lock undoing to echo through the dark corridor. Sindi still leaned against the wall, her eyes begging Maradith to return to the lurid and hungry kiss.

 

As if she was reading Sindi’s mind, Maradith leaned down toward the shorter, younger woman. Sadness rose in Sindi’s body when she felt Maradith’s lips just give a light, but slightly wet, kiss on her cheek instead of on her lips.

 

“Your room awaits, Sindi,” she said, standing up straight again. “Just go on in and relax. I’ll wake you up when you have had enough.”

 

Maradith then began to walk away down the corridor, the small circle of light ahead of her slowly growing smaller and smaller. Sindi didn’t want to be stuck in the dark hallway alone, and quickly entered her room and closing the door behind her. She leaned against the door, and closed her eyes.

 

One hand grabbed a breast through the pink T-Shirt, completely crushing the “OWS” of the word “SWALLOWS” that was printed on it. The picture of two swallows was being wrinkled with the mauling of her hand. As she thought about the feel of Maradith’s body pressed against her, and that lust filled and sexual kiss, Sindi’s other hand quickly undid her pants button and slid deep into her crotch and began to play with herself.

 

“God, no woman, even Cary, has ever kissed me like that,” she said to herself. She arched her back a little so she could dig her hand further down her panties, but quickly stopped at the rough feeling of the door behind her. If she did that too long, she would scratch her back all to hell.

 

Sindi stood erect and opened her eyes for the first time in her room, but gasped and placed her hand over her mouth. She tasted her own juices and felt her need grow at the taste; but the fact that she was standing in a small grove of trees instead of an actual bedroom was giving her mind too much of an overload for her body to respond the way it wanted to.

 

She turned around to open the door, but found that it was no longer there. What she had been leaning against, and was scratching her back roughly, had actually been the bark of a large tree. She put her hands on the tree and felt all along the trunk, trying to find a door handle in it, thinking that the whole scenery that is behind her was just an illusion or her tired mind playing tricks on her. There had to be a way to get in and out of this place.

 

When she couldn’t find one, she felt the fear from the gas station start to creep back under her skin. Thanks to Maradith’s kiss and her playing just seconds before, her nipples were hard nubs, and the fear helped to keep them that way, too.

 

“Oh god, where am I?” she asked herself, quickly turning her back on the tree and facing the woods she was standing it. She looked through the dark woods, able to see the outlines of other trees thanks to a full moon hanging in the sky above her. The scene was pretty, if haunting, thought Sindi. If only she knew how she had gone from a southwestern desert to what looked like a southeastern wood. Let alone, through a doorway that now no longer existed.

 

“Welcome to Wonderland, Alice,” Sindi said aloud, stepping away from the tree, hoping that she would find herself walking into a wall that was painted to look like the woods around her.

 

“So, your name is Alice, then,” a husky female voice said from the shadows in front of her. Sindi stopped her progress and stood perfectly still; her eyes staring at the clump of small trees that she thought the voice had come from.

 

“My names Sindi,” she whispered. “Who’s there?

 

A low shadow walked out from behind the group of trees, destroying Sindi’s hope for it to just be a painting. The large shadow remained out of what little light from the moon that had filtered all the way into the woods. It was low to the ground, and walked on all fours, moving from darker shadow to darker shadow.

 

“We are the matriarchs of these woods, sweet Sindi.”

 

Sindi spun around and looked at the tree she supposedly walked through to end up here. The voice had come from it, or behind it, rather. She watched as another low, four legged creature walked from behind the shadows and behind another tree. This time, she saw that it had a long bushy tail that was high in the air.

 

The long bushy tail meant that whatever it was, it wasn’t a mountain lion, or bear, since their tails were either long and slender, or very short. These creatures must be some extremely over grown dogs.

 

“It’s good that we found you before the boys did,” a voice in the darkness behind Sindi spoke. She spun around just in time to see the bushy tail shadow move behind a bush again.

 

“Yes, they can be quite rough with their prey,” another voice spoke from behind her again, but sounding a little bit closer. Sindi spun on her heel, and faced where the voice was coming from. Again, she only saw a bit of the hind leg of the large creature and its long tail.

 

“I hope we can play with you before they show up.” The voice was behind her again, and a whole lot closer. Sindi whipped around as fast as she could and saw the back half of a very large wolf just step behind a large tree. Determined to see her stalker, she watched the opposite side of the tree for the animal to come out in the small bit of light that was there.

 

She expected to see the snout and head first, then the neck and front legs; but the back paw showed up first, and Sindi froze as the other back paw stepped out, without the body preceding them. She followed the clawed furry leg up its length and found her eyes looking with a bit of apprehension, and a touch of desire, at the feminine form that the legs were taking as they moved past the long wolf foot.

 

She saw the distinct swishing of the tail behind the legs, but kept her eyes on the full form. When she reached the muscled fur covered thighs, she noticed that there was just the smallest bare patch of flesh showing in the crotch. The moonlight showed that the fur on the thighs was slightly damp.

 

Sindi’s eyes continued to flow up the slim waist of her stalker, constantly noticing the brownish-grey fur covering all of this she-wolf standing before her. Her eyes traveled up the flat stomach area and onto a human looking pair of breasts, pointing happily at Sindi’s stare. The nipples, like the crotch, was lacking fur, and rose and fell with each breath the fur covered woman took. Sindi’s eyes continued to rove up the body, taking in that one arm of the woman was angled out, with the hand resting on her cocked out hip, while the other leaned the front paw and forearm against the tree she stood next too.

 

Finally, Sindi’s eyes reached the woman’s head and her jaw dropped wide open. She didn’t rightly know what to expect to see, but her mind was telling her that this had to be a woman in a costume. The face, in her mind, was going to be a woman’s face, possibly with a fake small plastic muzzle on the front and very fake looking ear coming out of her hair.

 

The muzzle was there, but it was angled down some, the black wet nose twitching as it sniffed the air. A pair of silver irises, with a feral and hungry look, stared right into Sindi’s as the young woman took in the visage of a real wolf’s face, but somehow able to show the emotions on it like a humans.

 

“When you can see a wolf that was walking around you,” spoke the she-wolf leaning on the tree, “you should keep in mind that there is very likely one coming up behind you as well.”

 

“I’m not falling for that trick,” Sindi whispered, not knowing where any bit of courage she just showed was coming from. Her mind screamed ‘this isn’t real’ but the smell of the wood, the cool fall temperature on her skin and the hard double points of two nipples into her back told her it was most definitely real.

 

Sindi jumped away and spun around from what had touched her back; and she saw that, indeed, there was another one. Just as beautiful, as the other wolfess, but with grey fur instead of the brownish color of the other one. The yellow eyes gave Sindi the same feral look, and the hunger matched the look of the other wolfess. Shit, thought Sindi, turning her head and body so she was able to see both of the women on each side of her.

 

“Lana, you spooked her,” said the wolfess that walked closer from the tree.

 

“She looks far too skittish to not be spooked easily,” Lana, said to the other. Both wolves leaned down on the front paws and walked just like wolves in a small circle around Sindi. “It may take us longer than usual to really get in and taste her, Bella.”

 

Sindi stood in one spot, slowly turning as the two wolves walked around her, talking to each other as if talking about their next meal. She knew that she wouldn’t be able to out run them, because of the constant circling, they were always in the position to give chase. Looking around the ground, she didn’t see any rocks or fallen branches that she could use as a weapon.

 

“I want the first taste,” Lana growled.

 

“You had first taste last time,” Bella growled back. “I get to taste this little kitty first.”

 

The two continued to circle and bicker back and forth for a few more revolutions, Sindi’s constant turning making her a little dizzier with each slow turn.

 

“You can have the second taste, after I get it warmed up with my breath,” Lana spoke up.

 

“Deal,” was Bella’s reply. At that single word, Bella leaped forward, landing on her hind legs and standing up, right in front of Sindi. The frightened lithe redhead stumbled backward, her legs being tripped up by Lana, who had slunk low and behind her. Sindi’s back hit the soft pile of fall leaves that were there, but the back of her head sank to fast and gave the soft earth a good smack.

 

Sindi felt dizzy from the constant spinning, the fall, and the light bump on her head. She felt the claws and rough pads of the wolf paws raking across her body, along her clothes, but never seeming to do more than lightly scratch her skin beneath. She could hear the clothes being shredded and felt the cool air seeping underneath her pants legs and now torn shirt.

 

She tried to reach out with a hand to defend herself, but a hard growl just above her chest made her stop the protestation of the rending of her clothes. When she felt that all of her clothes had been removed, and the light breeze blowing freely across her nipples, Sindi suddenly felt a pair of warm furry bodies lie atop each side of hers. The two wolf-women were straddling her legs with their hind legs, and had one front paw on each arm; and the other front paw on her chest between her small A-cup sized breasts.

 

“There’s not much here to devour,” Bella spoke.

 

“They will still be useful,” replied Lana.

 

Sindi closed her eyes, knowing that these two wolves were about to rip into her chest through the breasts and ribs. Her heart raced with fear inside that chest, the blood filled with fear and shock at the fact she was going to die so young. A single tear flowed down her cheek just a she felt a single drop of saliva fall perfectly on her nipple.

 

She yelped when she felt the first touch on her hard nipples, both at the same time. The short yell wasn’t one of pain, but one of shock and surprise. It wasn’t their teeth that ripped into her soft flesh; but it was their tongues that slid tenderly from under the breast, up across the nipple. The tips of the tongues lifted up just as the edge of the tongues reached her nipples, giving them a slight flick with the motion.

 

Sindi’s heart stopped, as well as her breathing when she felt the tongues begin the slow trace from under her breasts again. She let out her breath in a deep sigh of relief that they hadn’t killed her yet, her heart starting again.

 

“I think she’s beginning to understand,” Lana said, as Bella’s tongue worked once more on the nipple.

 

Sindi lifted opened her eyes and lifted her head a little and looked down her prone body, and saw both of the she-wolves sets of eyes were looking at her. As one, both wolves winked at Sindi and she smiled at them before letting out another sharp and short cry. The wolves had taken her hard pointed nipples between their front teeth. The grip wasn’t mean or cruel, but teasing.

 

As her teats were held captive, the lips closed around them and the tongues began to lap quickly across the hard trapped points. Sindi quickly lost the fear that had kept her heart and blood racing. Now it was a growing lust that pushed her body to a new height. All thoughts of the band, the Nevada desert, and Cynder’s stupid microphone disappeared.

 

Sindi’s hands slowly reached up and slid through the very soft fur of the she-wolves necks. Her hands came to rest at the top of the heads; and, even in her growing desires, she was unable to stop her hands from scratching between their ears. The wolves’ bodies began to shake as something like a purr went through them.

 

The groins pressed into Sindi’s thighs began to moved, slowly sliding up and down the small woman’s legs. She felt the moistness of their sex wetting her thighs. A soft moan of pleasure slipped between Sindi’s lips.

 

“I’m ready to taste her now,” Lana said, raising up off the prone girl. Bella’s body slid up Sindi’s, the fur tickling her skin and hard nipple as it passed over it. Bella’s muzzle came to Sindi’s neck, where the tongue reached out and licked it seductively, curling up and catching her ear.

 

“Just relax as we taste you,” Bella whispered with a bit of a snuffling in Sindi’s ear.

 

When Bella stood up on all fours, Sindi quickly felt the loss of the warmth that the two had provided her. Her body shivered from the slowly rising lust was now becoming shivers from the chilly air. Sindi looked up at Bella and then at Lana, and saw a caring, yet still lustful look, in both of their eyes.

 

“We must keep her warm,” Lana said, walking on all fours to stand above Sindi’s head. Bella walked to where the woman’s feet were spread apart and both of them walked toward one another. Lana’s body straddled Sindi’s, the low hanging human-like fur-covered breasts dragging across Sindi’s body and the nipples caressing two hot streaks down the bare flesh.

 

When both she-wolves reached each other, Lana lowered her body gently on top of Sindi’s, the moist cleft of Lana’s sex right above her face. The smell of Lana’s musky heat increased Sindi’s lust; which truly flared when she suddenly felt a long wet tongue slide from her clitoris down to the bottom of her pussy’s lips. Sindi’s body tensed when she felt the tongue stop and begin again in the same slow movement across the opening of her sex.

 

“She’s going into heat quickly,” said Bella from between Sindi’s legs. Sindi then felt Lana’s tongue start its slow descent again, but it had a partner at a different position. Sindi tried to lift her head up and sideways to try and peer around the wolfess’ body. She became distracted when the tip of her nose just barely touched the heated lips of Lana’s sex.

 

“Stay down, like a good prey,” Lana growled, her hips lowering completely atop Sindi’s chest and neck. The weight pressed Lana’s bare sex against Sindi’s lips. She had been in this position before with only one other woman and tentatively licked the wolfess’s moist pussy. Lana growled approval, while Bella’s tongue slid once again upward from between Sindi’s cheeks.

 

She felt the hot, slipper tongue slide across her ass, the sensation teasing and exciting. Lana’s tongue now returned to its slow luxurious licks down and just a little between Sindi’s kitty. The pleasure slowly rose inside her body; but at this pace, she wouldn’t reach an orgasm for hours.

 

As the slow torture continued, Sindi began to moan with approval; but her hips moved with a wanton desire for a faster pace. The two wolf-women understood these movements; and their tongues began to move a little quicker, and a little deeper, as well. Each brush of Lana’s tongue through Sindi’s lips sank deeper into her moistening pussy, while each pas of Bella’s tongue pressed harder at the tightly closed asshole.

 

Sindi’s arms slid up the sides of Lana’s body, loving the feel of the soft and sensual fur and warmth of the body underneath, before coming to Lana’s hips and wrapping around it. Sindi’s hands slid down the back to the base of the large bushy tail, now standing high. Her fingers slid around it and caressed the backside of her attacker, one hand coming to the she-wolf’s sex and the other to the lightly puckered ass.

 

As one, all three females, lost in the sexual haze of their feminine heat, plunged into each others bodies. Sindi’s fingers slide easily into hot wet folds of Lana’s sex, while the other just played around the rim of the puckered ass. Lana’s tongue dove fast and hard at the same time into Sindi’s own sex. Her tongue began to lap in all directions against Sindi’s inner pulsing inner walls, before pulling back out and diving back in for another taste.

 

Bella’s tongue, heavily coated with her own saliva and the dripping juices of Sindi’s sex, slipped easily into the asshole she had been licking and poking at. The tight rim gripped the tongue at the invasion; but quickly relaxed to allow deeper penetration as Sindi’s body felt more pleasure at the full feeling it gave her. The three began to whimper and whine with more and more need of each other, lost in the sexual fog that seemed to be seeping deeper and deeper into their minds.

 

Sindi quickly went over the edge, her head rocking back as she cried out with her orgasm. Not wanting to be empty or lose the playful nature of Sindi’s tongue, Lana’s hips lowered her face again. The legs rested against Sindi’s ears, causing her not to hear the sound that responded to her own cry of orgasmic pleasure. Lana and Bella’s ears perked up and their heads turned to the sound of the wolf’s howl in the woods around them.

 

Sindi’s body shivered at the loss of Lana’s warm furry body when the wolfess quickly rose up on all fours. She barely heard the whispered word to run from Bella, but suddenly felt alone and empty as both of her lovers took to their paws and raced into the woods. A sense of need for them to run after them caused Sindi to rise up on her elbows. She looked at the back sides of the wolf-women as they became part of the shadows; and a sense of fear raced up her spine as she heard a very close growl on the other side of her.

 

Sindi slowly turned her head, her mind full of fear of what could cause her lovers to leave her so quickly; but her body was full of lust, wanting something to fill her quickly. The sight of six male black fur wolves, walking out of the shadows, toward her caused both fear and lust to rise. She whimpered as her body and mind fighting for control of whether to run or stay put in hopes they would pleasure her, too.

 

“It looks like this bitch is caught in heat,” said the gruff voice of the lead wolf. His size was larger than the other five, and all six were larger than the two females that had just fled. “I think we can satisfy your needs, pup.”

 

Sindi’s mind won out and she sat up fully, gathering her legs beneath her in preparation to run. The six wolves began to form a circle around her and Sindi saw her opportunity to flee disappear. She began to rise up when a wolf leaped just over her head, causing Sindi to drop back down to her knees and hands.

 

As soon as she was down, another wolf behind her leaped onto her back. His front paws missed her back, and landed on the ground beside her, his back haunches pressed against her bare thighs. She felt a long slippery object rest between her ass cheeks and the lust in her body rose, knowing that this was the male wolf’s phallus. He gently rocked on her back, letting the wolf cock slide between her cheeks.

 

“Oh, boys, this feels good,” he said, his voice giving a hint of his own hungry lust. Sindi’s body pressed back into his motions, enjoying the slide of his cock along her still wanting anus. As she moved, the others came closer to her, their snouts coming up to her body and tongues reaching out to lick at her flesh.

 

On each of her sides, she felt a wolf’s tongue slide down her side and slip across her small breasts and cup the ends onto her nipples. When they slid back, a light suction formed, pulling on the nipples a little as the hot moist tongues slid away. Another wolf came up to Sindi’s face and slid his furry head next to hers. She could smell the earthy smell of his fur as he rubbed against her head before his tongue reached out and licked several times along the side of her neck.

 

A fifth wolf came up behind the first wolf and licked the bottom of Sindi’s bare feet. The light tickling sensation helped to intense her lust, and Sindi pressed harder into the wolf that had not completely mounted her.

 

“It looks like she’s ready to breed to me, boys,” said the sixth wolf, who was the largest of the group. “As leader, I get the honors, and you get the rest.”

 

The wolf that was behind Sindi whined a bit; but he slipped off her back, being the runt of the pack. Sindi whimpered at the loss of the intimate touch, but she willingly remained in place, waiting for the press of the leader’s body. She then felt the loss of all the other wolves’ attentions and rose up on her knees to see what was going on.

 

As she reached her knees, she felt a hard furry body press into her front, crushing against her breasts. She landed on her back and looked up to see the pack leader atop her body, his human form noticeable, even through all the black fur and wolf-like visage he looked upon her with. His hips were between her legs and his hard, pointed wolf cock pressed on top of her pelvis.

 

“You’re mine for now, bitch,” he said, but his words weren’t cruel. She could see that his eyes looked tender and his use of the term ‘bitch’ was just what they called all female wolves, just as dogs. His snout moved forward and he rubbed the sides of it along her face, the hard whiskers tickling her cheek as his tongue licked at her neck and ear.

 

She felt his hips draw upward until his moist penis tip just barely touched her pelvis. She felt it slide past the edge of her waist, cross gently over her engorged clit before sliding to just between her pussy’s lips. His eyes looked into hers, as if asking if she was ready for him. To answer him, she moved quickly and threw her legs up over the wolf-man’s hips and pulled him quickly down.

 

His long cock slid deep into her sex, the initial pressure of it giving Sindi a small orgasm. Her sexual walls spasmed around his hard member, while the strength of her legs gripping tight as the pleasure keeping him from moving above her.

 

When she felt herself calm down more, she released her grip and looked up at the wolf face above her. The look on her face must have told him all he needed to know, as his hips began to rock back and forth, sliding his cock in and back out of her hot sex.

 

As his thrusts sped up, Sindi’s back was becoming scratched by the ground beneath her. She decided that she wanted to be on top for a bit; and, to the surprise of the pack leader, she rolled him over onto his back. She had not expected the response she received at this perceived attack on their leader, as the other five wolves leaped at her.

 

At first the air was full of growls but the way they landed was precisely what Sindi’s lust filled mind wanted. A wolf had landed on her back from behind, and she thrust backward toward his wolf-cock. Its natural lubrication helped it to slide deep into her anus, with an audible gasp of pleasure escaping Sindi’s open mouth.

 

 

 

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The wolf that leaped on top of her from the front was the next to connect, but as her mouth was open, she caught his cock in her mouth. The sudden taste of his male musk in her mouth caused Sindi’s body to erupt in another small orgasm. She moaned around the hard prick that was there, her lips tightening around its base and her tongue licking all over the dick to get more of his taste.

 

As she rocked on the two cocks beneath and behind her, Sindi’s mouth slid back and forth on the one inside her mouth. She felt her world could not get better as the lust consumed her mind once more; but the sudden pleasure of tongues on each of her breasts pushed her further into the haze of nearing orgasm. In response, her hands left the ground, her body pinned between the two wolfs on top and one beneath.

 

Sindi’s hands reached the under belly of the two wolf-men on each side of her and found their cocks. She curled her fingers gently around the moist, unsheathed, dicks and began to stroke them in pleasure. The two wolves gave an appreciate growl as their tongues liked faster and harder on her small pert breasts, always caressing and flicking her hard nipples.

 

The face of the wolf beneath her remained next to hers, his black nose breathing heavily across her ear. His hot breath teased her more that way before it went through Sindi’s short sweat-soaked red hair. His constantly licking on her neck was driving her on to frenzy.

 

The wolf-man mounted to her front leaned his head down, while his rough paw pads rested on her shoulder blades. He dipped his muzzle to like the other side of her neck, adding to the rising lust in Sindi’s mind. The wolf mounted and buried deep into her ass continued to thrust happily, his furry abdomen pressed into her lower back. The fur tickled Sindi’s tail bone, just adding to the rising fire inside her mind and body.

 

The sudden tickling sensation on her feet surprised Sindi and pulled her just a little back from the edge of her orgasm. She heard a bit of whimpering from the sixth wolf, that was now sliding his tongue between her toes.

 

“Ignore him,” said the leader of this pack of lust. “He’s the runt and must wait for his share when we have all had ours.”

 

Sindi felt a touch of sorrow hidden deep in her lust-filled heart, thinking to herself that she would give that one a sexual experience he had never had when she finished with this group. Then she heard something she had not expected.

 

“Come to us, little one, and we will satisfy your needs,” Lana’s voice said from nearby, her voice husky and dripping with lust. “That bitch didn’t satisfy mine and Bella’s hunger, and I bet you can.”

 

There was soon two piles of furry bodies in the small area, and the many grunts and moans of pleasure sent Sindi’s mind into a whirlwind of lust she had never been in before. Her body tensed with an orgasm; and she crested the tidal wave into a mind blowing moment of bliss. As soon as she felt herself calming down, another orgasm started.

 

Sindi fought to keep her senses as she rode out this one, her body speeding up in its motions with the five wolf-men she had a grip on with her hands, mouth, pussy and ass. Before the second orgasm neared its end, a third reared its beautiful head. Just as it started, Sindi felt a forth one already building to follow right behind it. She lost herself in the wildfire of pure wild abandon. Her skin was on fire from the heat of all the fur around her, and she could not get enough of it.

 

A sudden pressure at the edge of her mouth made Sindi pull her head back. She tried to focus her eyes past the lust but was just barely able to notice the swelling of the base of the cock in her mouth. Immediately, her mouth filled with the musky taste of her lover’s sperm. She felt the base of the cocks in her hands begin to swell as well, and she rubbed them faster with tighter grips to help them gain the pleasure that they had been granting her.

 

When their orgasm hit them, Sindi then focused on the two cocks in her lower orifices. Her body was caught up in the pleasure and she pressed down on the base of one cock while the other slid out a little of the other hole. She would rise up and allow that dick to slide into her anus as deep as possible, all the way to the base, as the one in her pussy would slide most of the way out of it.

 

The wondered if the timing was right for her to escape being trapped on one of the soon to grow knots; but this thought was lost as another group of orgasms raced through her body. She just barely felt the knot spread the inside of her pussy as she slammed onto the wolf-man’s dick beneath her. Unable to rise off of it, she ground into him while the wolf-man behind her plowed hard and deep into her ass.

 

He buried himself deep into Sindi’s ass; and the sudden expansion of his knot sent a short bolt of pain into the middle of her pleasure. It ignited the giant orgasm that she had been trying to ride out like a lightening bolt slipping into a room filled with methane gas. Sindi’s body shook between the two wolf-men, her body, mind and spirit at war with trying to get the most out of the raging bliss that raced through every fiber of her being.

 

She lost consciousness and fell across the lover beneath her. She barely noticed, as the world slipped into blackness, that she was being rolled onto her side, still trapped between the two wolf-men, their knots keeping her in place as they both held her on each side.

 

She slowly climbed out of the darkness of her bliss, still feeling the swollen knots inside her pussy and ass. She just barely opened her eyes, her body feeling completely warm with the feel of soft fur all around her. She looked up and saw that several of the other wolves had lain across her and the other two, their bodies giving her shelter.

 

Movement right above her head caught her attention and she looked up with the one eye she could see in that direction. Maradith kneeled at her head, along with a very physically fit, handsome man, even if his head had no hair on top. The dark eyes and mustache and goatee gave him the look of a man who could be both mean and cruel, or the best lover that any woman could ever imagine.

 

Sindi smiled at both of them and cooed when Maradith’s fingers reached forward and caressed her face. The man’s lips curled in a smile and he spoke to Maradith in a voice that was strong and masculine, but not in the least bit mean or cruel.

 

“You’re right, Maradith,” he said. “She is beautiful and I think your idea would be a nice one.”

 

Sindi’s mind raced at the thoughts of hoping that Maradith’s idea was for Sindi to spend a night with her and this man.

 

“You’ll find out soon enough what my plans are, Sindi; and I think Jason will enjoy that idea as well, if you’re still up for it later,” Maradith said, a smile crossing her lips. They both stood, and Sindi saw a large pair of black leathery bat wings spread from Maradith’s back. Glowing red spots shone in the deep black orbs that that were Jason’s eyes. Sindi felt no fear at this site, only tired and hope that she could still be with those two for at least one night.

 

Sindi’s eyes closed again as she drifted off to a comfortable sleep; the feel of the soft fur of the wolfen bodies wrapped warm and snuggling around hers.

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“Sindi. Sindi, wake up, girl,” Cary’s voice intruded into the black void that held Sindi in its embrace.

 

“Hmm, what is it?” she asked, reaching up and rubbing her eyes. The sudden feel of the tour bus rumbling along the road made her feel a bit queasy after the event of her dreams. She quickly sat up and looked around. She could tell she was in the back of the bus where the sleeping quarters were for the girls. “How did I end up here?”

 

“You said you were going to get a nap before we stopped at the next gas station and head out for Cynder’s new microphone,” Cary replied, sitting on the small bed next to her friend. “Are you feeling okay?”

 

“Yeah, I just had a very strange dream,” she said, looking at her lover. She quickly turned her head as she felt the blush bloom on her face, thinking about how nice that dream had been.

 

“It must have been a good one, if it’s making you blush like that,” Cynder said, walking into the sleeping area. “I’ve got some good news and bad news. Ashelle, get in that sexy ass in here. You’ll want to hear this.”

 

They all sat for a bit in silence as Ashelle came into the area and sat down next to Cynder on her bunk.

 

“What’s up?” she asked.

 

“The manager called. He’s got us a new gig, and he’s going to meet us there with my new mic,” Cynder started. “That’s the good news for you, Sindi. You won’t have to go out of the way to get it after all. The bad news is that we should be at the new gig by late this afternoon and playing by the time the sun sets.”

 

“So soon?” Cary asked. “I thought we still had a few days before reaching the bar in Vegas?”

 

“Well, apparently Clayton found out this place would pay a premium price for our visit less than an hour ago; and they’re going to let us stay the night for free in the rooms they have there. So, in a way, it’s double good news. No sleeping in the hard bunks on a rocking bus for a night.

 

“But, it’s also double bad news, when you hear where we’re going to be playing at.” Cynder said. She sat there, wondering how the other would take it, though she was a bit intrigued with the location.

 

“Well, don’t leave us in suspense, C,” Sindi spoke up, already with a gut feeling she knew where they were playing at next. “What’s the name of the bar?”

 

“It’s not a bar. It’s a…a Nevada ranch.”

 

There was a moment of silence before the blonde drummer spoke up.

 

“A ranch?” asked Ashelle. “We don’t play country music. Why would they want us at a ranch?”

 

Sindi blushed, positive she would hear what she was expecting to hear in a moment.

 

“It’s not that kind of a ranch,” Cynder said. “A Nevada ranch means it’s a…a brothel. Apparently one that is doing really well, paying us $30,000 each for the one show.”

 

“What’s the name of the ranch?” Sindi asked, unable to wait any longer.

 

“Succubus Ranch is dead ahead, ladies,” came the driver’s voice over the intercom. “We’re early, so it will give you time to freshen up before the show.”

 

Sindi suppressed the moan of pleasure at being able to see Jason and Maradith again.

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To their surprise, the girls found a stage already set up behind the southern-style mansion.  It wasn’t all that large, but it was bigger than the stages they were used to playing on inside clubs and bars.  It had black netting over the stage and audience area, an area large enough for at least 500 people.  If the brothel could actually pull in that many people, it would be their largest audience ever.

 

Sindi took her place at stage-left while Cary took up position at stage-right.  Cynder proudly stood in front of her mike stand at down center-stage and faced the almost empty field before them.  Sindi knew the three people personally that stood in the center of the field, even though she had only met two of them in person once.

 

Their manager, Clayton, was easy to recognize, with his typical jeans and D’vnt Sound T-shirt.  The other two the girls had only met for a brief moment as they were introduced before being led to the stage; but Sindi could still feel the soft touch of the woman’s lips on hers from the dream she had earlier.

 

Ashelle was testing her drum kit, letting the sound technician tell the roadies if the microphones around the trap set were close enough of not to pick up the sounds to be amplified for the audience.  Once they were set, it was Cary’s turn to play a few chords on her bass guitar for the sound check.  After several more moments, Sindi was told to give her strings a test.

 

She played a few bars of a song that now stuck in her mind, Hotel California, and tightened the strings as was needed.  When it was Cynder’s turn, the dark skinned girl spoke a few lines into the mike.  After that, she then sang a few lines from one of their songs before she was told that everything was in order.

 

After several more hours of rehearsal, setting the lights just right for their usual positions and getting the spot lights set up to follow the girls around the stage, all four girls left the stage.

 

“You ladies are going to be just perfect,” said a man’s voice from behind them as they headed for the building.  All four of them turned and found the co-owners of the brothel walking toward them.  “I can’t wait to see you ladies perform before the crowd.”

 

“Thank you, sir,” Ashelle replied, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Jason.  It was easy to tell who the drummer was hoping to be with that night, as it had become a custom for all four girls to always have a post-gig party with each other and some of their audience members.  “Is there anything you would like for my friends and I to play with…I mean, for you?”

 

Jason and Maradith had already caught up to the girl band and Jason’s arm slid smoothly around the blonde’s slender waist.

 

“It think that anything you four play for us will be just fine, beautiful,” he told the blonde before kissing her lightly on the cheek.  Ashelle’s arm had slid around his frame as her other hand rested on his chest.  Only Ashelle heard him whisper in her ear, “Tonight we will play together.”

 

Maradith walked up to the other three girls and smiled at them.

 

“Jason and I have picked out our four best rooms for the five of you,” she said, looking at the girls and then up at the manager as he joined the group.  “I assure you that tonight will be a night for all of you to remember.”

 

“Well, if we get a crowd big enough for this venue, it most def will be,” Cynder said.  Her eyes roamed over the body of the beauty standing before her.  Everyone knew that Cynder was a girls-only woman; but the look of hunger on her face let them all know that Maradith was going to be her conquest for this night.

 

“Don’t worry, Cynder,” Maradith said as she walked over to the purple-haired singer.  “You, most of all, will never forget this night.”  Maradith caressed the singers cheek with one finger, and then along the jaw to the young woman’s chin.  She then broke physical and eye contact with her and walked over to Sindi.

 

“You played beautifully,” she spoke seductively to Sindi.  “I hope you won’t mind sharing the room we have for you with someone else.  With this large of a crowd, we will need all the rooms for this evening.  Do you mind sharing a room with each other?”

 

Sindi and Cary saw that Maradith was looking at both of them, the question hanging in the air, waiting for their answer.

 

“We don’t mind,” Cary responded.

 

“That’ll be great,” Sindi blurted out at the same moment.

 

“Good, it’s settled then.  You two will share a bed,” she spoke, turning her back to them.  Sindi looked at Cary with joy swelling in her heart.  She was finally going to get a chance to have a private moment with the woman she’d come to want and desire so much.  Cary, however, was looking elsewhere.  Sindi followed her gaze to see Cynder looking their way.  An old phrase she had heard once suddenly came to mind.

 

If looks could kill, Cary and I would be dead a thousand times over, she thought to herself.  Cynder’s burning glare was suddenly blocked by Maradith as she stepped in front of the singer’s view.  Sindi felt a soothing voice in her head, whispering that all was okay, while she heard Maradith whisper loud enough for her and Cary to hear.

 

“I hope you won’t mind spending the night with me, Cynder.  I think Jason will be too busy in our bed and I would like to have the night with you.”  Sindi felt jealousy rise in her, remembering the kiss Maradith had given her in the dream and wanting to feel it again.  That rush of jealous feeling disappeared when she felt her lovers hand clasp hers.

 

“I finally get to have you in a real bed,” Cary’s voice whispered in Sindi’s ear, just before those lips kissed her earlobe.  Sindi smiled and squeezed the hand she was holding.  She saw that Ashelle was now openly kissing Jason, her arms around him as his arms were around her small frame.  Even Clayton had a girl standing on each side of him.

 

This was going to be a night that all of them were going to remember.

 

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When the girls took the stage, the sun had already set and the desert sky was dark and void of any light but those shinning on the stage.  The girls could hear the large crowd out in the darkness, but they couldn’t see anything past the first five rows of standing people.

 

Most of them were men, as was to be expected at an all girl band.  As they played, Sindi caught sight of the crowd and noticed that the numbers of men were being equaled by a number of women she hadn’t seen before.  Looking around the stage, she could see that all the girls were getting into the groove of the music they were playing and singing.

 

Ashelle was playing her heart out, the extremely low cut, very short dress she was wearing showing off the gleaming sweat between her breasts.  Cary was in her usual button down white shirt, with only the two buttons at between her breast closing the shirt up.  With each move, her bare flat stomach showed her smooth skin just above the skintight black pants that bore bone-white skull and crossbones all over her shapely legs.  Her long red hair never once hid the loose necktie that she wore.  Even her glasses didn’t detract from the beautiful picture she was.

 

Cynder’s purple locks were up in two large ponytails, a dark see-thru half shirt covered the singer’s arms from wrists to shoulder and then to just under the woman’s large breast.  She looked as tough as Sindi knew her to be, with the many metal-studded wristbands; but even with similar metal studded boots on her feet and all the way up to her knees, men in the audience had to be drooling over the sexy thighs that protruded from underneath the extremely short white skirt Cynder wore.

 

Sindi moved around the stage, playing her heart out, and watching as much of the crowd as she could at the same time.  She saw many men look in her direction, their eyes roaming over her small frame.  Sindi didn’t feel self conscious at these stares and enjoyed the feel of their hunger for her.  She knew that the shiny short white shirt she wore, exposing her back except for a tied string, gave them many thoughts about the fact she wasn’t wearing a bra.  The fishnet hose on her legs really accentuated their toned form, as well as the sight of just her short-shorts above those net hose.

 

Several times, the stage would light up completely, and the glare of the lights would give a all the girls a good view of the rest of the audience.  It looked so large to them that the first time this happened, they all skipped a beat; but no one noticed.  The next several times it did happen, all four of them were able to see something they had never seen at any of their concerts, either.

 

At the bars and clubs they had played before, they had seen many couples on the dance floor, grinding to the music, dancing so close that if clothes weren’t in the way, they would have been fucking right there in the clubs and bars.  Here, at Succubus Ranch, several times they saw that men were wrapped up in women’s legs and arms in extremely passionate kisses; and the motions of their bodies was beyond just simple grinding.  They were definitely fucking right there in front of everyone.

 

Seeing so many people caught up in the music and having sex right in front of them, Sindi turned her head to see if the others had seen it, too.  Sure enough, she could see that Ashelle was blushing, but her eyes were focused on the crowd.

 

Taking a few steps backward, toward the drum set, Sindi looked more closely and saw that one of the extra pairs of drumsticks was sitting on the padded stool underneath Ashelle.  As she watched, the blonde would rock her hips to the time of the music and grind her wet panties along the sticks.

 

Sindi moved back to her spot and looked at Cynder, to see how she might be affected by the blatant sex taking place during their concert.  As she sang into the microphone, the Cynder’s hands were busy running all over her body.  Many times, the hands slid up the bare thighs and caressed the woman’s panty covered vulva before moving past the material and rubbing along the bare stomach and across her breast.

 

Sindi’s eyes followed the hand up to the neck and then caught the sight of Cary’s red hair on the other side.  The bass playing lover was staring hard at Sindi and the look was one filled with lustful hunger.  Knowing that a moment for a long sustained note was coming up, Sindi walked behind Cynder and made her way over to Cary.

 

At just the right moment, Sindi and Cary hit their notes and quickly slid the guitars behind their backs, letting the machines carry the note without their help.  Cary’s hand grasped the back of Sindi’s head and pulled the smaller woman into a binding lip-lock.  Sindi’s hand slid up the outer thigh, reached the top of the black pants and quickly slid down underneath the seam.  Her hand slid into her lover’s fur and probed as far as she could, finding the wet lips of her Cary’s pussy.

 

 

 

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They both ignored the roar of the crowd that was watching them, enjoying this public moment as if it were a private one.  The kiss was over far too soon; but those five seconds were long enough to let Sindi know that she was Cary’s and Cary was hers.  She quickly moved back to her side of the stage; but she saw Cynder look over her shoulder with an angry glare at her.  Apparently, even the promise of Maradith this night wasn’t enough to cause the singer to lose hope of stealing Cary away from Sindi.

 

By the end of the last song, almost everyone in the audience had become a couple.  As they took their bows, after two encores, all four girls saw that every man and woman was with someone now.  They walked off stage and found Jason and Maradith waiting for them instead of Clayton.

 

“We’ll show you to your rooms,” Jason said, reaching out his hand to Ashelle.  She took it and he quickly pulled her into his arm and led the way with her by his side.  The band didn’t know what to expect as they left the backstage area; but they were quickly reminded that the only way back to the building was through the audience area as they followed Jason.

 

His presence seemed to make the crowd part before him; but the reaching hands of the screaming crowd made all four of them feel like true rock stars for the first time.  Sindi and Cary were behind Jason, walking so close that their hands eventually found each other and then slid around each others waist.  Sindi looked over her shoulder, thinking she would see the baleful, hate filled glare from Cynder again.  Instead, the singer was walking with a wide grin and happy smile on her face, her own arm around Maradith’s waist and possibly resting on the woman’s ass.

 

All too soon, they had left the crowd through a door at ground level in the back of the brothel.  Following Jason, the band walked through a small corridor with little room between the walls for them to walk shoulder to shoulder.  After climbing three sets of stairs, they were led to the four nearest doors.

 

“Clayton is already in his room here,” Jason said, pointing to the first door on the right.  “Cary and Sindi get this room here,” he pointed to the second door on the right.  “Ashelle, this is your room,” he said, opening the door and letting the girl walk in.  He followed her, turned around to the other four women, winked and closed the door.

 

“This is your room, Cynder,” Maradith said, opening the final door.  The singer walked past Maradith and entered the room as Maradith turned to look at Cary and Sindi.  “You two have fun,” she said in a sultry voice.  For just a moment, Sindi thought she saw Maradith’s eyes glow red before the goddess turned around.  As the woman entered the room, Sindi knew she saw the wings of the demoness from her dream appear for just a moment before disappearing again.

 

“Sin, did you see that?” asked Cary, pointing at the closed door.

 

“I’ll explain it to you in a second,” Sindi said, opening the door and letting Cary walk in first.

 

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For just a moment, Ashelle felt like she was back home.  The room was just like her room when she was growing up, with lots of pink and frilly ruffles.  Even stuffed dolls were lying on the large bed.  That was one of the major differences between this room and her old room.  When she was growing up, she just had a single bed, but this one was at least a queen sized bed.

 

“I hope the accommodations are to your liking,” Jason said behind her.

 

“It’s perfect,” she said as she spun around and looked into his dark brown eyes.  “I feel almost like I was back in high school again with a boyfriend over.”

 

She felt the blush on her face as Jason stepped further into the room itself.

 

“Well, you won’t need to worry about your parents coming home; but you never had to worry about that when you were in high school, did you?”

 

Ashelle looked at the floor and turned her back to Jason.  She walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it, not looking up at him again.  Her hands began to fiddle with each other in her lap as Jason came over and sat down next to her near the foot of the bed.

 

“You must think I’m a slut,” she whispered, sadness in her voice.

 

“Actually, I know you’re just finally enjoying in life what you never had a chance to enjoy before,” Jason replied, his hand taking both of hers in it.  “It’s hard being as smart and sexy, isn’t it?”

 

Ashelle looked up at him like she was looking at someone she’d never met before.

 

“I’m not smart,” she responded.

 

“Really?” he asked, a knowing smile crossing his face.  “What’s the capital of Singapore?”

 

“Singapore,” she said before she could stop herself.

 

“What’s the longest river in Africa?”

 

“The Nile River.”

 

“When was the Magna Carta Libertatum issued?”

 

“1215.”

 

“What’s the kilometer equivalent of one mile?

 

“One point six zero nine three fourty-four.”

 

“How many miles longer is the Mississippi River than the Amazon River?”

 

“That’s a trick question,” Ashelle said with a smile.  “The Amazon River is longer by about 78 miles.”

 

“How smart are you?” he asked her.

 

“I’m of the highest intelligent members of MENSA,” she said, her blush coming back, and her face looking back down at Jason’s hand covering hers.  “But I turned down the jobs they wanted me to do for them.  It was too boring and I wanted to have fun.”

 

“And are you having fun?” Jason asked, moving even closer to Ashelle.  His arm slid around her waist and came to rest on her opposite hip.  She looked up to see Jason’s face less than a few inches from hers.  She smelled cinnamon and hot spices in the air around him.  His eyes looked deep into hers and she felt a need rush through her body.

 

“Not yet,” she replied with a husky breath.

 

Her hands quickly reached up and cupped Jason’s face and her lips locked onto his.  Jason responded in kind, his arm around her pulling her close to him.  His hand that was holding hers just a second before now cupped Ashelle’s right breast.  His finger tips caressed the bare flesh that her top didn’t cover of the top of her breast; before they moved down to the edge of the top and slid it past her nipple.

 

Ashelle moaned into Jason’s mouth, her tongue trying to win a losing battle with is of who would tie the other up with the hot moist muscle.  She noticed that he had more control of his tongue than she was used to, and it was able to go anywhere it wanted, all of those places being where she wanted it to go.

 

Jason’s body pressed against hers, and Ashelle fell backward onto the bed with him on top of her.  The movement put her head at the pillows, but it lowered where Jason’s head had been.  He had detached himself from her lips and reattached his lips to her exposed nibble.  She let out a moan of pleasure as the tip of his tongue began to lather it with long strokes before moving to rapid flicking motions.  She squealed when his teeth gently came together and lightly pinched the nipple between them.

 

Her hands ran across his smooth bald head, caressing his skin for just a second before latching onto the back of it and pressing him into her large breast.  As she did so, she felt Jason’s hand slide up her outer thigh and under her dress.  She figured he was reaching in pull her underwear down, but she knew it would surprise him to find that she wasn’t wearing any.

 

Instead, she felt a surprise when his hand didn’t even hesitate as it passed her hip and continued up her side.  Jason’s mouth left her nipple just as his hand reached the breast from under the dress.  The suction of his mouth, the flicking and caressing of his tongue and the pinching of his teeth was quickly replaced by the groping of his hand, the caresses of his fingers and the pinching of his fingertips.

 

Jason’s mouth moved over to the other breast, quickly freed from its confines by the other hand.  Ashelle groaned with pleasure as his mouth began teasing her nipple on that side as her body grew hot with hunger for Jason’s mouth to be everywhere on her body.  She felt his hand sliding up her other thigh and knew its final destination would be lip-locked nipple, so she was sad when his mouth left her body again.

 

The sadness was changed to joy as his lips began to kiss the tight space between her tingling mammary glands.  His chin pressed down on the lowest part of the V-cut of her dress, and Ashelle’s hands finally left Jason’s head.  She grabbed the bottom hem of the material and pulled it up, causing Jason’s lips to leave her flesh wanting.

 

He resumed kissing as the dress moved past her breast, his lips moving down her bare flesh and past the tip of her sternum.  His face dipped with her soft flat belly as the sensual kisses moved lower still, only slowing down as he French kissed her belly button.  Ashelle had just removed the dress completely when that happened and giggled at the tickling his tongue gave that sensitive area.

 

The giggles stopped when both his hands pinched and pulled at her nipples and his mouth moved lower still.  Her hands reached Jason’s head just as his chin began caressing the tiny tuft of blonde pubic hair.  When his chin pressed into her now exposed clitoris, Ashelle was unable to control herself.

 

Her legs flew up and wrapped around Jason’s shoulders, as her hands pushed his head closer to her apex.  His lips quickly latched onto her wet lower lips, and his tongue instantly stroked between her labia.

 

“Oh God,” she moaned, her legs tightening.  “Mmmm.  Don’t stop.”

 

Jason’s tongue probed just a little further in as her calves and thighs slid along his back and shoulders.  She was barely conscious of the fact that his clothes had disappeared and she was caressing his bare flesh with her own.  She was fully conscious of the fact that his tongue was doing things to her that no one’s tongue had ever done to her before.  It was now licking along the inner walls of her sex, deeper than anyone’s mouth had ever reached.

 

Jason moaned slightly as a small orgasm started to flow through Ashelle’s body.  She figured he was enjoying the taste of her juices; and if he kept moaning like that, sending little vibrations along his tongue in that manner, he would be getting a mouthful soon enough.

 

Jason’s tongue slid deeper into her sex and wiggled and caressed everywhere it reached.  She felt a stronger orgasm rising through her body, causing her breathing to pick up speed.  Ashelle’s hips began to rock, her legs locking behind his head, not caring if she suffocated him, just as long as his tongue went deeper.  Apparently, Jason got the message, and his tongue slid out and then back into her sex in time with her hips.

 

The first thrust of his tongue went so deep, Ashelle felt the tip of it touch, then caress, her cervix.  She groaned, and her hands gripped the back of his head in a death hold.  On the second thrust, Jason’s tongue pressed a little harder on her cervix and the tip of it flicked rapidly along it.  Each time it pulled back, the tongue would nearly empty the tunnel completely, flicking all along the areas.

 

The third and every thrust afterward, Jason’s tongue hit all the right places, including her urethral sponge.  Every time it touched and tickled the Grafenberg Spot, Ashelle’s legs tried to crush Jason’s head.  All the stimulation finally overwhelmed the blonde drummer and her back arched in a manner that only Odysseus could have bent it like he bent his bow.  Her thighs, made strong after several years of training to play the bass drum with her feet, clamped a crushing blow to each side of Jason’s head.

 

Stars exploded behind Ashelle’s tightly shut eyelids as she began to sing praises to Jason’s lascivious tongue and its beautiful exploits and ministrations.  Each time she thought her song was coming to an end, it would find a new wave of music to sing to.  Finally, the fireworks in her mind began to dim and Ashelle passed out from the pleasure the Succubus Ranch co-owner had given her.

 

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Clayton barely remembered anything after entering his room.  He remembered dancing during his bands concert with all several beautiful women around him, sometimes grinding against a sweet body while another sweet body was grinding on his back.

 

He had always stuck with his usual rule of never paying for sex; so, when he found out all of them worked for the Ranch, he politely declined their offer to join him in his room.  As soon as the concert was over, that beautiful seductress, Maradith, had escorted him personally to his room.  She had showed him he four doors that were the ones for him and his band, explaining that she already knew of the love between the two young and sexy red heads of his band.

 

He had always known from the moment those two were lovers, and he felt a twinge of fear of the group breaking up because of Cynder’s desire for Cary.  He also felt guilty at always wanting to join Cary and Sindi in a bed together, but he knew that wouldn’t be possible.  The two girls were hot and sexy, but they didn’t seem the type that would let a man come between them…not even in bed.

 

His body stirred as he remembered Maradith talking about the two redheads.  His lust made his dick grow some as that memory included Maradith’s breath on his earlobe while her body pressed against his back in the hallway.

 

“Don’t worry, Clayton.  No one leaves Succubus Ranch without their desires being fulfilled.  The band playing here will be considered payment enough.  An added bonus is the money we’ve already paid you, too.”

 

Clayton had entered his room to find it was more of a suite.  It was a large room with a very large bed sitting in the center of it.  There was an enormous window from ceiling to floor with the curtains drawn closed against one wall.  Off to the side, he found the restroom, and another area was a small kitchenette.

 

As he laid in the bed now, the dark and silence surrounding him, Clayton wondered what Maradith had meant by desires being fulfilled.  He knew himself what his lustful desires were, but since entering the room, he had been alone.  No one had come knocking on his door, or snuck in while he took his shower earlier.  Waking up now, he was still lying in the giant bed alone.

 

But what was it that had woke him up from the dreamless sleep he had been in?

 

Then he heard the slight scratching noise.  Clayton sat up slowly and tried to figure out where the sound was coming from.  It wasn’t until he closed his eyes that he was able to figure that the sound was coming from the window.  He decided to try and ignore the sound of the scratching, since he was at least three floors up.  It must have been a bird standing on the ledge or something.

 

As he lay back down, he heard the scratching again, but there was another sound with it.  It sounded like a sigh.  Not sure why he was doing it, Clayton pulled the heavy covers off himself and walked across the room and over to the window.  As he approached it, the sounds of moaning were coming from it now, instead of sighs.

 

He opened the thick curtain just enough to peak through and found himself face to face with the porcelain face of a very pale woman.  Her red hair was hung around her head and just past her shoulders in tight curls.  Her dark eyes stared hard at his while her tongue reached out and licked her full red lips.

 

“Let me in, Clayton,” she sighed again, her long nails scratching the window once again.  “Mmm.  Let me in so I may kiss you.”

 

Clayton felt like his body had been dropped into a tub of hot water.  His muscles instantly relaxed and his heart rate slowed down.  She was beautiful, and now that he looked past her face, her body was heavenly.  She had curves in all the right places, as best as he could tell with her loose white gown flowing in the outside breeze and plastering it against her body.

 

His hand threw the curtain wide open and his hands reached for the latch to unlock the window so he could raise it and let this creature of the night enter, so he might enter her, too.

 

The phrase that passed through his mind stopped his hand as it began to lift the window.  Creature of the night?  His eyes shot to those full lips.  Those full, red, kissable lips.  Those delicious lips he wished to kiss, and to kiss his skin.  To feel them wrapped around his dick as that darting and lip-licking tongue ran across his flesh.  He wanted to feel those long fangs scrape across his skin, eventually pierce it and leave love bites that would last for all eternity.

 

FANGS?

 

“Oh god, no,” he suddenly thought, taking two steps back from the window.  “Vampires aren’t real.  You can’t be real.”

 

“But I am real, lover,” she cooed, her hand reaching the window he had already unlatched and lifted open just an inch.  “And you want the pleasures my body offers you.”

 

Her fingers slid under the bottom of the window.  His blood began to race with fear.

 

“I will give you so many pleasures, Clayton,” she moaned, her other hand now sliding across the expanse of her breast, showing hard nipples underneath the waving fabric.

 

Her hand slowly lifted the window.  His cock began to rise with the promise of pleasures and the rushing of his fear-filled blood.

 

“And you will beg me for more with each passing moment.”

 

The window reached the top of its rise.  The head of his erection now pressed at the top of his boxer’s elastic band.

 

“And I won’t stop giving you those pleasures, Clayton.”

 

She glided through the open window, leaving it open.  When her feet touched the floor, his sense of flight reached its peek and he turned and rushed for the door.  He knew in the back of his mind that if she truly was a vampire, she would be faster and strong than him.  So he expected her to be blocking the door by the time he reached it.  Instead, he was able to turn the knob and pull the door open.

 

Standing outside the door, in a full body stocking with holes open for her sex and nipples, was another redhead.  Her features were the same as the vampire that had entered his window, and the skin not covered by the dark stocking was just as white.  Her red hair hung past her shoulders and just to the top of her average sized breast.

 

“We would really like to show you the pleasure of our bodies, Clayton,” this woman said, slowly stepping into the room.  “My sister and I will make your body sing.”

 

“Sisters?” Clayton asked in a whisper.

 

“Yes, lover boy,” said the woman behind him.  Clayton turned, forgetting that the vampiress was still standing near the window.  She still stood by it, but another redhead was standing there, bending over as she closed the window.  This ones bare ass was facing him, her long toned legs covered with latex stockings and ending with high heel shoes.

 

“We come from a large family, Clayton,” the third woman said, raising up, her wavy red hair coming to rest near the small of her back.  She turned around and gave him a view of her tightly bound leather corset.  Her large breast stuck out from her chest, larger than either of her sisters.  Her face and skin was just as pale white.

 

The door to the room closed and Clayton spun around to see that forth redhead had entered the room.  Her hair hung all the way to her calves, and when she turned around, the only bit of her skin that he could see was that of her face.  The rest of her body was covered from the neck down in a form fitting latex second skin.

 

“And we sisters like to share,” the fourth woman moaned, her black latex hands reaching up and swiping the area over her breast.  The material gave way and the nipples and areoles poked through for his eyes to see.

 

Soft hands slid around Clayton’s waist and up his chest as a pair of naked breast pressed into his bare back.  His body gave into the intimate touches as his mind screamed for him to escape the soft grasp.

 

“That’s it, lover,” the woman behind him whispered in his ear, her hot breath blowing across it.

 

“Just relax,” said the stocking covered woman as she grabbed one side of his body and pulled his hand to between her legs as her lips began to kiss his shoulder.

 

“And let us give you pleasure,” said the latex clad vampiress, her body pressing against his front and pushing him into the one behind him.  The latex hands reached inside his waistband and began to slide along his aching shaft.

 

“And let us have our pleasure from you,” spoke the other vampires, her silk dressing gown sliding across his bare arm as she pressed in from his other side.

 

Clayton’s mind started spinning with an overload of fear and lust.  His cock was being teased closer and closer to orgasm by the hand as lips and tongues kissed his shoulders and neck.  He felt their teeth scrape across his skin and the fear welled up in him again; but he felt his body relax even further in the ministrations these creatures were doing to him.

 

He closed his eyes when the kisses and nibbles on his neck began to grow more intense.  Hands caressed all over his body as his hands were gripped between the tight thighs of the two on each side.  He didn’t even notice that his feet had left the floor, but he felt his world tilt just before his back hit the bed.  He didn’t know when the vampiress behind him had moved, but she was not beneath him as he lay there.  He was too scared to move, and too horny to want to.

 

He raised his head off the pillow and looked at the foot of the bed.  All four of the women stood there, looking at him with wanton desires flaring in their eyes.  Without a word, the latex and stocking clad women walked around the edges of the bed, climbing onto it at his sides.  The other two began to crawl up from the foot of the bed, each straddling a leg as the moved up his body.

 

“Now it is time to feed us, lover,” the vampiress in the silk night dress said.  She crawled up past Clayton’s hips and up to his chest.  “But don’t worry, my sweet, you will be fed as well.”

 

“We take great care not to injure our prey,” said the latex vampiress, lying on her side facing Clayton.  She pulled his hand to her mouth and sucked a finger between her lips.  While holding his hand, she rolled so that his arm wrapped around her and her long hair caressed his body, all the way down to his ankles on that side.

 

“And we know how to keep them in great pleasure while they pleasure us,” said the stocking vampiress.  She took his other hand and pulled it between her thighs again.  Her hips began a slow humping rhythm as she helped his fingers to bend and plunge into her hot moist folds.

 

“And your pleasure will feed us several times over,” said the vampiress with the corset as she reached Clayton’s cock.  He felt her soft hands stroking his engorged member as her breath blew across it with her words.  Then her breath focused on the head of his cock before it was plunged deep into her mouth and throat.

 

“And now I shall feed you my pleasure, lover,” said the silk covered vampires, looking down at Clayton as his eyes opened back up after slamming shut from the sudden heat of the mouth on his cock.  He saw her holding up her dress, showing her bare sex with just a touch of red hair at the top of it.

 

She quickly lowered her sex atop his mouth, dropping the white silk across his head.  Her hands slid the silk around the back of his head and pulled his face tightly into her cleft.  Her sex was quickly flowing with her pleasure, the taste rushing across his tongue and raising his level of lust even more.  All his fear was washed away as the start of an orgasm began to boil deep inside his balls.

 

Clayton tried to pull one of his arms free so he could hold the head of the vampiress on his cock and drive deep into her; but the ones holding his arms would not release their drip.  He felt the latex vampiress’ hair sliding along his skin, as if the red hair was moving on its own, caressing the hairs on his skin with such intimate touches.  Her mouth sucked his fingers deep into her mouth, her tongue showing its length and dexterity as it wrapped around two or more at a time.

 

His other hand was now deep inside the hot moist confines of the stocking covered vampiress.  Her legs wrapped tightly to his as she humped his hip, his arm trapped between them and his hand unable to release the sexual hold she had on it.  Groans of pleasure escaped her lips as they kissed and nipped at his shoulder.  Her arms were around Clayton’s chest, holding him tight to her side, and inescapable in the iron like grip.

 

All Clayton could do was buck his hips up to show is desire to go as deep as possible.  The corseted vampiress took the hint and pushed his hips back to the bed with her nose buried in his crotch.  Her hands played with his balls as her throat worked to suck on the head of his dick, which was buried deep inside it.

 

The whole time, his tongue worked furiously to lap up the juices flowing from the slit beneath the small patch of red pussy hair that was tickling his nose.  He drove it as deep as possible as his own orgasm exploded from his body.

 

There was no fear when he felt the fangs enter his shoulder, wrist, base of his cock.  He was too far gone to the lust to care that the sudden extra suction was drawing on his life blood.  Even the pussy his tongue was deep inside was sucking on his mouth.  He felt his breath being pulled from him as the vampiress atop his head orgasmed.

 

The pleasure sunk deep into his system as a blissful lethargy sunk deep into his body.  Clayton felt his mind slipping into darkness as the caresses and suctions continued to draw more pleasure from his body, as well as his fluids.  He had just a second of fear about leaving his girls behind cross his mind.  When that touched his mind, all the suction stopped, but the downward slope to darkness continued and he slipped into blissful slumber with warm bodies pressed all around him.

 

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Cynder, for the first time in a long time, did not care that Sin and her Cary were sharing a room together.  When she stepped into her private room, the fact that Maradith was there with her was all that really mattered.  She was the winner this time, to have such a beautiful goddess all to herself.

 

Turning around, Cynder was suddenly hit with a wave of fear and lust as she took in Maradith’s true appearance.  The co-owner of the Ranch no longer had a cape wrapped tightly around her.  The cape had now stretched out behind her in the form of two giant bat-like wings.  Two small red horns stuck out from beneath the ebony tresses with matching blood red eyes set in the perfect visage of the beauty that now stood before Cynder.

 

“Wha…wha…what are you?” Cynder asked, backing away from Maradith.

 

“I am Maradith, co-owner of Succubus Ranch, consort and confidante of my master, Jason Maurice,” said Maradith, her voice oozing lustful hunger and enrapturing Cynder.  “I choose my lovers carefully, Cynder; and I have chosen you for my next conquest.  I shall give you a night of delights of which you have never imagined possible.”

 

Cynder felt a need to walk into Maradith’s embrace; but her fear of the demonic creature standing before her kept Cynder’s feet moving backwards.  She quickly thought of all the childhood Christian stories about men making deals with devils and losing their souls and lives at the hands of those demons.

 

“I…I…I don’t want t…t…to die,” she stammered.  The back of her knees hit something hard and Cynder lost her balance and sat down on the chair that she had unintentionally backed into.

 

“You will not die, my dear,” Maradith said, walking slowly toward Cynder with the posture of a runway model.  “You will not even lose your soul, my sweet.”  Maradith dropped to her knees and then her hands; and she began to crawl like a predatory cat stalking its prey.  “When we are done, you will be just as alive as you are now; but you will always want more of me and what I can do to you.”

 

Cynder’s eyes widened with surprise when Maradith’s hands reached up and came to rest on her wide spread knees.  She didn’t intend to let her get so close; but she had been entranced with this creature of lust crawling toward her with such hungry eyes and promises of pleasure.

 

“Yo…you…you’re not going to take my soul or life?” Cynder asked, her legs spreading further as Maradith slowly rose up on her knees between Cynder’s legs.  “What payment do you want?”

 

“It is I who is paying you right now, my dear,” Maradith’s voice oozed with sexual hunger.  “You and your friends have played a wonderful concert and this is part of the payment for what you have done for mine and Jason’s home and business.  Now relax and enjoy.”

 

Those last few words soaked into Cynder’s mind and body and she suddenly felt too heavy to move her arms and legs.  Maradith’s hands moved to the young woman’s groin and she chanted in a strange language as her powerful fingers rubbed against the fabric covering her crotch.

 

Cynder moaned as she began to enjoy the sensations of the fabric pressing between her lower lips.  Her head rolled back a little and her eyes closed, feeling the sensual silk panties rub against her vulva and the dimpled portion of it where Maradith’s finger pressed inward.  Her breath escaped her with another groan when she felt that finger push a little further in than she expected it to go.

 

Opening her eyes, she looked down between her bare breast and saw that even her sex was now uncovered, with one of the succubus’ digits just barely inside her.  She was about to ask how that was possible so fast when a lot of yelling started coming from the other side of her bedroom door.  She quickly recognized Sin’s and Cary’s voices yelling at each other.  Cynder smirked knowing that the two love birds were having a quarrel while she was going to get even more pleasure than either one of them could imagine.

 

That smile disappeared when Maradith stood up and pulled her finger out of Cynder’s sex.  She didn’t want the pleasure to stop for her, just for Sindy and Cary.  They are always happy together when she was unhappy and all alone.  Why shouldn’t she be happy for once, instead?

 

“Don’t go,” Cynder breathed huskily.  “Please?”

 

“I promise you, I will return,” Maradith said, leaning over and letting her wings wrap around the back of the chair that Cynder was sitting in.  Maradith’s lips met hers with the most sensual kiss that foretold of pleasures to come before pulling away and moving to Cynder’s ear.  “Meanwhile, just enjoy the pleasure that my little ones can give you.”

 

When Maradith stood up fully, her wings pulled away and the wrapped around her body again like a long cloak.  She turned to leave and Cynder tried to raise her hand to stop her; but it wouldn’t budge.

 

Cynder looked down at her wrist and saw that it was now bound to the arm of the chair by something soft but unmovable.  Looking at her other wrist, she found that it too was bound with the same grayish thing.  She looked up to ask Maradith what was going on, but the door closed at that moment.

 

She looked down at her wrists once more and gave each one a gentle tug and felt the gray things actually tighten.  Thinking this was strange, and her arousal so hight, from Maradith’s intimate touch, Cynder tried to move her feet closer so she could close her thighs and rub them together to keep that pleasure going.  When her feet didn’t move, she leaned forward and found that two more gray items were holding her feet in place on the floor.

 

For the first time in her life, Cynder felt helpless; and the image of Maradith in demonic form rushed back to her mind.  She, her band members, and their manager, were all trapped right now in a house of ill-repute, run by a demon and quite possibly full of deadly demons and traps like this one.

 

They were doomed, she thought.  Her heart began to race with fear and she leaned forward again and tried to bring her mouth to the binding on her right wrist.  She figured that she could at least try to loosen the binding with her teeth and slide her hand out before Maradith returned.

 

When her mouth touched the gray matter, she ignored that it felt rubbery and was warm to the touch.  She opened her mouth wide and exposed her teeth to try and wrap as far around it as possible so she could grip it and pull up to release her arm.  To her surprise, her teeth pressed into the material and it tightened even more around her wrist.

 

Sitting up, she wondered how the binding, which had the give and texture of a pencil eraser, could tighten up whenever she attempted to get free.  Sitting there and taking calming breaths, Cynder felt the things tight grips loosen.  She tried to slide a hand out, but all four quickly tightened up once more.

 

Cynder forced herself to relax again, trying to think about what to do to save her and the band from this danger.  She purposely ignored the gray matter when it loosened and closed her eyes so she could think more clearly.  For some reason, her eyes had been traveling back to the large bed and her mind would impose an image of her lying on the bed with Maradith’s head, horns and all, buried between her thighs and licking her to continuous orgasms.

 

Her eyes closed, she tried to focus on everything she saw from the moment the band bus had parked behind the Succubus Ranch building.  There was the large parking lot, almost full of cars.  Then there had been the double doors on the front porch that gave the appearance of a southern plantation house.

 

Then the door had opened and for the first time in her life, Cynder had got the hots for a guy.  She was a full fledged, card carrying, lesbian, and men just turned her off.  She remembered Jason standing inside the cool interior of the building, holding the door for them, and the sudden lust she felt and want to just rip this man’s clothes off and impale herself for the first time on a guys dick.

 

This completely out of character lust for a man disappeared when her eyes fell upon Maradith.  It only made sense that this man would have that kind of power of women, even lesbians, if he was going to be the servant of a goddess as beautiful as Maradith was.

 

“Focus, you stupid cunt,” she whispered to herself, feeling her pussy start to leak with lust again.  “Concentrate on the way in so you’ll know the way out when you get loose.”

 

Cynder tried to think through the waves of lust that had been moving through her until the concert and ever since the end of the concert.   Her mind always went back to watching Maradith’s ass, or her breast, or the face of the goddess.

 

“She’s a demon,” Cynder moaned, feeling herself grow more aroused as she thought about Maradith.  “Oh go, what a demon, too.”

 

Cynder licked her lips as her mind quickly flashed back to seeing Maradith between her legs not more than five minutes earlier.  That finger was the hottest thing she had ever felt in all the sexual relationships of her life.  Her thighs tried to close again; but she was still bound in place.  She did feel something touch the inside of her thighs, though, just inches from her dripping flower.

 

The singer’s eyes remained closed, and her mind imagined it was Maradith returned from dealing with that bitch, Sindi, and her lover, Cary.  Maradith was between her legs, her finger tip and long blood red nail was sliding along the moist lips at her apex.  At the top of each stroke, the nail would scratch very gently across the clit before it went back down just between the lips.

 

Cynder let out a moan when she felt the finger press just a little bit deeper and her hips slid forward some as her hands gripped the edge of the arm rests of the chair.  She squeezed her eyes closed even tighter when that finger slid so easily deep into her twat, sliding all over the slick walls and probing deeper.  The then one finger became two, and then three.

 

Cynder maoned when she felt Maradith’s other hand slide up her stomach in the slowest, inch by inch, deliberate pace, teasing her flesh along its way to the singer’s left breast.  She felt a couple of fingers reach the nipple first and pinch around both sides of the hard points and pull down on it, pulling the hand up over the entire breast.

 

Her body began to shiver as the open portion of the palm came to rest over the nipple and cupped around the breast.  She felt suction on the hard numb and areole, pulling her slowly toward an orgasm.  Then she felt the other hand sliding up the right side of her stomach.  It too latched onto the right breast just like the left and began to undulate and suck on the arousaed woman’s tits.

 

Cyncer felt the fingers in her sex turn from three lightly caressing to four.  Then five.  Then six.  When she knew for a fact that there had to be at least seven slender objects inside her pussy, flailing around deeply, caressing every part of her in the most purposefully driven rhythm; Cynder’s mind screamed foul at the imaginary figure of Maradith with three hands.

 

Her eyes flew open and she looked down and found that her two mammaries and crotch were covered with three new gray matter things.  The shock of this sudden unbelievable sight, and the constantly rising pleasure of their ministrations sent Cynder’s mind into an explosion of an orgasm she had never felt before.  Fear and lust warred with the woman’s body driving the orgasm on longer than any she had ever had before.

 

Cynder’s eyes slammed shut as her head flew back and she let out a hoarse cry of bliss as her body convulsed again and again, the pleasure from the creatures never stopping.  With her eyes closed, she was seeing her goddess attacking her body again with multiple arms and fingers.  It drove her orgasm beyond the limits she thought was possible.

 

Cynder grunted and panted through a multitude of orgasms when she felt her goddess’ lisps touch hers.  Cynder’s mind screamed in fear, stating its full agreement that the strange creatures can rape her into bliss at her sex and nipples; but her mouth was where she would draw the line.  Her eyes flew open again when she felt a warm and wet tongue slip past her lips and into her mouth.

 

Large deep black pools, surrounded by the darkest blood red, started into Cynder’s eyes as the kiss became more insistent.  She gave up all resistance and let her goddess do with her as she pleased, all to happy to enjoy the pleasures that were being shown to her.

 

Cynder never knew when the smaller creatures were removed from her body as the night became a whirlwind of pleasure and positions.  Somehow, she had moved with Maradith to the bed, no longer trapped in the chair by the little creatures that had sent her over the edge of bliss.

 

On the bed, she laid on her back with Maradith’s body covering hers while the two probed deep into each others snatch with their tongues and fingers.  Maradith’s tail had curled around Cynder’s head and kept her mouth attached to the succubus’ honey dripping cunt, while Maradith’s extremely long tongue probed deeper into Cynder’s sex further than anyone’s fingers ever could.

 

After an unfathomable amount of orgasms, the positions changed with Maradith lying atop Cynder’s body, her tail sliding between her legs, along her slick cunny and deep into Cynder’s dripping kitty.  Maradith’s mouth set Cynder’s aflame with arousal as she kissed, sucked and nibbled on the breast, nipples, neck, ears and deep passionate kisses on the lips.

 

Cynder’s mind lost all thought of the earthly plain and became one with the universe as her orgasms became unending.  At this point, she and Maradith were sucking on each others toes while their two pussies kissed each other, their legs spread and connecting their bodies like two scissors connecting at the pivot point.

 

Cynder’s voice went hoarse with all the screaming she did at the pleasure Maradith’s body forced upon her.  The only respite for her sore throat was when the demoness kneeled above her head and planted her dripping sex upon the woman’s mouth.  Cynder was fully addicted to the fluids before this point and became insatiable as she did everything possible to keep it dripping the honey into her mouth and soothing her throat.

 

Cynder lost consciousness during this when Maradith’s tail rested down her flat stomach and curled across her sex.  It vibrated atop the clit and across the spread lips of her kitty while the tip of the tail slid the slick end deep into Cynder’s puckered opening.  Though she tried to scream out her pleasure, her mouth would not stop its own assault on Maradith’s sex and sucking out the free flowing fluids that felt like life-giving water.

 

Cynder woke the next morning with Maradith’s arm across her chest and the cape spread across her tingling body.  She remembered the night and all the pleasures that were pushed through her body, shuddering with a mini orgasm at the memories alone.

 

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“Okay, Sindi,” Cary said as soon as the door was closed.  “What’s going on here?  Why did Maradith suddenly have horns on her head?  You know something, so tell me.”

 

“Okay, but let’s sit down,” Sindi said, moving over to the edge of the large bed in the middle of the room.  She patted the edged next to her and Cary sat down with very little room between them.

 

“Do you remember the dream you woke me up from before we came here?” Sindi asked her lover.

 

“Yeah,” Cary replied, leaning closer.  “I could tell it must have been arousing from the way you were looking at me.”

 

“Well, that’s because it was arousing,” Sindi said, leaning the rest of the way and kissing Cary on the lips tenderly.  “It was…a dream…of being…here,” she continued with intermittent kisses.  “Maradith…explained…it…to…me…in…the…dream.”

 

Sindi tried to kiss more deeply and hungrily; but Cary fought the rising need in her body and put her hands on her lover’s shoulders and held her back.

 

“Wait,” she said, taking a breath to try and calm her nerves.  She looked away for just a brief second and then looked back at Sindi and almost lost the battle with the lust rising in her.  She stood up and walked a couple feet away from the bed.

 

“You’re telling me that you met Jason and Maradith in your dream; and they fucked you and told you that they were demons.  And now, you want me to just let you have sex with me in this house of evil, when we both know that Maradith and Jason are both demons and are possibly going to kills us and send our souls to hell?”

 

“No,” Sindi  said, standing up and walking over to her.  “They aren’t like that, Cary.  They don’t want to hurt anyone…unless that is their fantasy, of course.”  She giggled but saw that the joke didn’t go far with her lover.

 

“Look,” Sindi continued.  “They’re a nice couple and they aren’t hurting anyone.  They didn’t hurt me in my dream and they haven’t hurt anyone of us.  They even put you and me in a room together.  Just you and me, all alone, with a large bed to roll around in.”

 

Sindi was walked up real close to her friend and slid her hand around Cary’s hips and over her ass.  She stepped really close and was looking up to kiss her lover full on the lips when Cary pushed back and yelled at her.

 

“Sindi!  Get a hold of yourself!  Don’t you see that this is what they want us to do?”

 

“And what’s wrong with having some fun,” Sindi yelled back.  “It’s nothing that we haven’t already done together.”

 

“It is different; because we never did it in a brothel run by minions from hell!” Cary shot back.

 

“Or, maybe it’s different because you don’t want me anymore!” Sindi yelled at the top of her voice.  Cary’s shocked look made her even angrier and she continued yelling.  “I’ve seen the way Cynder stares at you!  I’ve seen the way she tries to get you alone all the time!  She wants you all for herself; and now you’re pushimg me away so she can step in and take my place!”

 

“Not when I’m done with her,” cooed Maradith’s arousing voice.  Both girls looked quickly at Maradith, and Cary took a step back and stood right next to Sindi, grasping her hand tightly.  “Now, ladies, let’s stop this argument and get back to enjoying your stay here.”

 

“Don’t come near us,” Cary said, not knowing how she could protect her lover from this demonic creature.  “We don’t want anything you have to offer, demon.”

 

“And what do you know about what I have to offer, my dear?” Maradith said, her voice still dripping with carnal pleasures.  “Sindi knows, and it looks like she’d accept it again, too.  At least she would, if I was offering that type of pleasure; but I know her heart is not in it if her lover is not with her.”  Maradith’s eyes focused on Cary at this point.

 

“Sindi loves you, dear; and for that reason Jason and I both decided to leave you two alone during your night here and make sure you both enjoyed your stay as best as you both can on your own.  Apparently, our lack of hospitality is causing a rift between you two.  Let’s fix that real quick.”

 

Before either girl could say a word, the room went pitch black.  They both felt something wrap tightly around them; but Sindi instantly knew she was being wrapped in one of Maradith’s giant wings.  Cary was too shocked and stunned to fight the sudden wrapping of the smooth material that cocooned her body.  She didn’t even resist her body’s reaction to the feel of it against her suddenly bare skin.

 

The world seemed to suddenly spin and flip around in all different directions and both girls through abouth the carnival rides that would throw you every which way.  It felt like only a second had passed; but the situation they were both in when the lights came on and the wings were slowly and sensually unwrapped from their two nude bodies had changed drastically.

 

Sindi and Cary both looked at each other, unable to look elsewhere as their wrists were tied above their heads and attached to the ceiling.  Both young women were mere inches from the other; and if they wished, all they had to do was lean forward and share a passionate kiss.  Maradith slid between their two bodies, facing Cary and her back to Sindi.  She folded her wings behind her, wrapping Sindi in their velvet skin while she talked to Cary.

 

“I want you two to talk and enjoy each other, dear; not yell.  The more you yell and argue, the more the floor under the both of you will descend, putting more painful pressure on your shoulders.  The more you talk, or love each other, the less pain that there will be and the greater chance you will both enjoy your stay.”

 

A moan escaped Sindi and Cary looked over Maradith’s shoulder at her best friend.  The look on Sindi’s face was just like when Cary would play with her lover and keep her on the edge of blissful release.

 

“What are you doing to her, you bitch?” Cary yelled, and then regretted it.  The floor dropped about half an inch and she was putting more weight on her wrists than she had been before.

 

“Remember my warning, and think of Sindi.  She’s shorter than you are, Cary.  She’ll be hanging before you reach the tips of your toes.”  Maradith leaned forward and pressed her body against Cary’s as she slid her arms up her body, caressing breast and nipples along the way to her neck.  Though she was devoted to Sindi, Cary couldn’t help but feel her body become moist with the closeness of this succubus holding tight to her.

 

“I want this to be a night to remember for both of you,” Maradith breathed out into Cary’s ear.  The succubus’ pheromones enveloped her mind with lecherous images of deviant lustful images.  The wings slid off Sindi’s body as Maradith slunk her body out from between the two lovers, sliding her hands around Cary’s body while she walked around behind the guitar player.  “And I think this is something you both will enjoy very much.”

 

Cary felt Maradith’s hands slide around her waist, leaving some strap behind as the fingers moved to her front.  The tips slid down to her apex and Cary’s aroused sex easily accepted as some object was slid between her lips.  Cary could feel something was different about the intrusion, especially with the straps that were sitting on her hips.

 

She tried to look down but her large breast blocked her view.  When she raised her head up, her eyes roamed over Sindi’s body, noticing the sheen of perspiration coating it.  When her eyes fell on Sindi’s head, the smaller redhead was looking down at her lovers waist with a demanding hunger fully exposed on her face.

 

“Sindi,” Cary whispered, wanting to make sure that her lover was okay.  She started to lose her words as Maradith slid her hands away from Cary’s sex and grasp whatever was in front of her body.  She could feel the silky smooth flesh of the demoness’ arms moving as the hands stroked up and down whatever it was now strapped to her, the invading item sliding just a little bit in and out of her body.

 

Cary moaned and fought the urge to thrust her hips into Maradith’s ministrations; but she nearly lost it when Sindi looked up at her and leaned her head forward and planted a deep kiss on Cary’s lips.

 

“Give in to your lover, Cary,” Maradith said, her hands sliding behind her body and caressing Cary’s buttocks.  “She needs the release that only you can give her; and I must get back to Cynder.”

 

Cary didn’t even notice when Maradith left her and Sindi hanging there in the plain room.  All she knew was that she wanted to protect her lover; and she needed her lover in a very intimate way, right then and there.  She returned the kiss, beginning to match the hunger her lover contained.  She felt Sindi’s leg begin to slide up her thigh, the caress of her silky smooth inner thigh along the outer flesh of her own pushed her closer to giving in; but the sound of the chain above Sindi’s body brought her back to the danger of their situation.

 

Sindi,” Cary moaned, reluctantly breaking the kiss and causing Sindi to whimper with the loss of their tongue’s wrestling match.  “Sindi, we have to fight it.”

 

“No,” she whimpered back.  “I want you.”

 

“YES!” Cary said loudly, looking around the room as she felt the floor move another half inch down.  Calming her nerves as best as she could, she continued, “We can’t give in, Sindi.”

 

“More,” Sindi whimpered, leaning in for another kiss.  Cary pulled back and evaded the hungry lips of her lover.

 

“Sindi, damn it,” she cursed, feeling the floor drop further.  “The fucking walls are even closer than they were when that bitch hung us up here.  We’re going to die if you don’t come to your senses and help me think of a way to escape.”

 

The floor dropped a good bit during this short tirade and Cary could tell that her best friend was straining to keep her footing already.  She moved quickly, leaning forward to Sindi and feeling the pheromones that Maradith had left on the lust driven girl begin to take affect on her mind.

 

“Come on, baby,” Cary told her.  “Lean into me and try to focus on what I’m saying.  Use my body to keep your balance.”

 

Sindi’s mind was already lost to the haze of arousal that Maradith was able to put her in, and she only understood part of what Cary had told her.  She leaned into her lover’s body, pressing the strap-on dildo between them.  She was completely ready to use her, over and over again.

 

“Oh god, Sindi,” Cary said, feeling the dildo press against her belly, the part inside her pressing into her inner walls  and stimulating her even more.  “What are we going to do,” hon?” the question coming out in a breathy whisper.

 

Sindi’s lips began to kiss at Cary’s neck, kissing, licking and nibbling on the skin.  She moved quickly to her lover’s earlobe and nibbled on it as she answered Cary’s question.

 

“We’re going to fuck,” she groaned, as she ground her hips against the strap-on, the movements pushing the portion inside Cary in and out just a little bit.

 

“Damn it, Sindi,” Cary groaned, unable to keep her hips from moving a little bit.  “You’re going to get us killed doing this.”

 

“Though she didn’t yell it, the floor responded to her anger and dropped even further.  Sindi began to slip away from Cary’s body, the lithe little redhead groaning with the pain from being unable to reach the floor with anything but the very tips of her toes.

 

“Shit!” Cary exclaimed, feeling the floor fall even further to the point where her legs were fully stretched out to keep them flat on the floor.  She moved as close to Sindi and felt a tear running down her cheek, knowing she had just cased the love of her life pain.

 

“Quick, Sindi,” she said.  “Put your legs around me and let me hold your weight.”

 

Sindi wasted no time and swung her legs up and around Cary’s hips.  She raised her own hips and positioned herself just above the head of the erect strap-on and sank hard onto the erection and grunted with the deep penetration.  Cray didn’t plan on it happening, and her friend suddenly thrusting onto the double –ended strap-on dildo pushed it much deeper into her own sex and she nearly cried out with pleasure and the loss of the rest of her self control.

 

Both of their mouths opened and grunted with the short orgasm the one impalement caused them; then their mouths latched onto the other and Cary began to thrust her hips upward as Sindi ground onto the pleasure toy.  Cary lost all thought of the room’s walls moving closer earlier and didn’t notice as they began to close in even more around the two lovers.

 

When she and Sindi both felt the slender objects press between their buttocks and touch their sphincters, Cary opened her eyes with a quick thought of fear and looked at the walls that were now only inches from where they were hanging.  Sindi continued to grind on the dildo, as another orgasm raced through her body.  The shuddering woman’s body  against her own and grunting moans of pleasure, along with the feeling of her own end of the toy, pushed Cary over the edge and she cried out as blissful pleasure engulfed her mind completely.

 

The walls and their two anal intruders pressed through the women’s bums and sent both of them well beyond the precipice of orgasmic pleasures and they both began to just thrust on the double penetrations.  Neither one noticed when it happened, but the chains that held them had disappeared and both women quickly latched their arms around the other, touching, caressing, scratching and grabbing at one another, determined to never let go.

 

Lost in the rapturous haze of mind numbing orgasms that never seemed to end, both lost consciousness a long time afterward.  Neither let go of the other, their bodies wrapped tightly to the other, connected at the sex with the double headed dildo.  Their mouths just inches apart, ready to give the other a kiss when they came to again.

 

They both woke up at the same time, in the bedroom they had entered the night before, right after the concert.  They looked into each others eyes and giggled with the memory of last night, neither one afraid of their situation, as long as they were together.  When they leaned in to kiss each other good morning, they both noticed that they were still together in one way.  Their hips began to move again, feeling the dildo still slide easily in and out of the sex.

 

“We can get breakfast later,” Cary grunted with a thrust.

 

“I just may have you for breakfast, here in bed,” Sindi moaned, knowing she was ready to kiss all over and taste her lover’s honey.

 

“Sounds delicious, lover,” Cary breathed out huskily as the dildo slid in again.  “Let’s both have each other for breakfast.”

 

Sindi smiled and slowly slid off the toy.  They both had trouble taking the strap-on harness off with trembling fingers; but it was done quickly enough and both dove between the others thighs and began to taste the others juices.  In a short amount of time, they both had mind blowing orgasms and drank deeply of their lovers fluids before returning to the others arms and cuddling for a peaceful hour.

 

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As the bus moved along the road, all four girls sat in silence, the morning sun nearing its zenith in the sky.  They sat at the table in the middle of the bus together, none of them talking at the moment.  Finally, Cary broke the silence.

 

“So, what was she like?” she asked, looking up at Cynder.

 

“I don’t even know where to begin,” she replied, a sad look crossing her face.  “I don’t think I will ever be able to find anything like that again.  I think she may have ruined sex for me for the rest of my life.”

 

“That good, huh?” Sindi asked.

 

“I’ve never felt so used and happy about it in my whole life,” Cynder responded, looking at Sindi.  For a change, it wasn’t a look of resentment.  “Sin, I can tell you right here and right now, you have nothing to fear from me when it comes to Cary, anymore.  I’ll never feel that again from anyone outside that place; and I know I will be going back.”

 

“I think we will be going back too,” Cary said, pulling Sindi close to her.  “Maybe we can steal Jason away from Ashelle next time and let him join us.”

 

They all looked at Ashelle for a moment as the blonde just looked out the window with a dreamy appearance.  After a moment, she turned her head and saw them looking at her and blushed.

 

“Sorry,” she apologized.  “I was just thinking about last night.”

 

“We were just talking about last night,” Cynder said, giggling.  “So, how big is his cock?”

 

“He’s perfect,” Ashelle said, her face turning redder.  “It wasn’t just about sex, either.  He and I talked some too.  My god, what a man.  I feel lucky that Maradith shared him with me,” she ended, her face taking on a dreamy look once more.  “I can’t wait to go back.

 

“She is a goddess,” Cynder replied, her own face taking on a dreamy stare out the tinted window, as well.

 

Cary and Sindi slid closer to each other and shared a kiss before just holding one another.

 

“I’m glad that I have someone I get to see all the time,” Cary whispered in Sindi’s ear.

 

“Me too,” Sindi whispered back, holding her lover tight.

 

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