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Dane stumbled backwards. Tripping over bags of rubbish and falling he fell to the floor. He stared like a madman down the alleyway, sweat dripping from his forehead. She was still there, taller than any human had any right to be, her piercing yellow eyes visible in the gloom. The alley smelled of dampness and filth, Dane slipped on slimy, broken tarmac as he scrambled to his feet. She stepped forwards. Her footsteps almost silent, her long black hair rustling against her clothes. There were several doors lining the dead-end alleyway. Dane ran up to one and pounded on it with his fist…

No sound.

His stare was wild as he looked back at her. She was smiling. Her hand raised and a faint light emanating from her fingertips. Pushing himself away from the first door, Dane staggered to the next. Not quite sure why he was expecting the outcome to be different. Again, silence. He kicked at the door, screaming as loud as he could. Nothing. He staggered back to the solid brick wall that marked the end of the road. He turned and pressed his back to it, watching her approach.

“You didn't need to run."

Her voice was soft and mellow, like warm honey. Her flawless, pale blue skin glistened in the dingy light of the alley. Dane stared her up and down. Slender horns protruded from her forehead. Poking through her smooth black hair like dark spires protruding from an ink black sea. A long tail, thick as Dane's forearm, swayed behind her, making lazy circles in the air. The tip curling and uncurling in what he could only assume was anticipation. She stopped before Dane.

“I told you not to run."

Her voice was soft, with a note of disappointment. Dane stared past her at the lights of the street, the cars, the people.

“Hey!" He screamed. “Anybody! Help me!"

“They can't hear you. I have sealed this little space. Only you and me, my sweet."

“L-look… I'm not your sweet. I don't want any of that shit! Leave me the fuck alone!"

“You aren't the first to say no, but you are the first to run this hard. But you don't need to. All you need to do is give up. It's… mind-numbingly easy. I can help."

Her eyes glittered. She closed the distance, a smile curling her lips. Baring teeth altogether too sharp for comfort. She reached out and grabbed him by the throat, pulling him away from the wall. Dane was by no means weak or unfit, but her grip was steel. His hands pulled at her wrist, unable to budge it. His feet struggled for purchase on the slippery ground. She pulled him up so they were face to face, her other hand gripping his arm. He struggled, thrashed and strained, but she was unmoving.

“Please stop."

Her whisper was so soft and gentle it did actually make Dane pause. Bother her hands snaked up and grabbed him either side of his head, making him startle. He grabbed her wrists but it was still futile (he should have learned by now). She leaned down, her soft lips blue lips brushed against his. Her breath was warm and sweet. She let out a gentle sigh, and kissed him.

And everything became mind-numbingly easy.

Dane felt the most wonderful relaxation spread through his body. It was like getting into a fresh made bed after a long day. Or taking your socks off after wearing boots in the snow. Or a hot shower after getting soaked in the rain. His knees buckled but she caught him around the waist, lifting him up so he was level with her. His feet dangled in air, swinging gently as she held him. His fear and desperation melted away and his racing heart began to calm. She broke the kiss, lowering him. He sighed as his feet met solid ground.

“There. I told you it would be easy. Now everything I promised you will be yours, in time."

Her voice made all his other thoughts fade to nothing. When she stopped they stayed muted, fuzzy. Never quite regaining the shape and clarity they once had.

“Why is it humans make such a game out of everything?"

Dane shook his head, feeling like he was moving through treacle. Trying to focus on anything but the tingling in his lips. Dizzyness overcame him in a rush, causing him to fall forwards. She caught him once again, letting his head rest against her shoulder. She stroked his hair, and chuckled.

“Don't fight it. You won't win. Let it take you. Everything will be so much better when you do."

It felt so good, having her hold him like this. Dane knew he should be trying to escape, but he couldn't remember why. She smelled so good. Her body was so soft. Her voice was so sweet and gentle. He took in a deep breath, held it, then let it go.

“Good boy. Just like that. Let it all go. You don't need to think right now. You just need to give up."

She raked her long nails over the back of his neck and up over his scalp with care. A shiver of delight ran up his spine.

“Let go. No more running. No more resisting. Only bliss."

Dane raised his head, staring up at her as his grey irises gradually became yellow.

“Who…what…are...you?" He mumbled, summoning a great deal of willpower to say those four words.

“Mistress."

She stated, smiling down at him, and that was it. That final word tipped Dane over the edge. His willpower failed, his thoughts faded completely, and the tension bled out of his body. She nudged him back, and studied him. His expression unfocused, his body slack and loose. It was a strange experience for Dane. He was aware of everything happening around him. But there was nothing happening with that information. He was only observing, frame by frame, second by second. No processing, no thinking, just… existing.

“Who am I?"

The words were clear and sharp. They cut through the fog like red hot wire and seared themselves into his brain. Dane looked up at Mistress.

“Mistress." He said, his voice flat and calm. There was no thinking about his answer. It was there. It was always there.

“Yes. Always and forever. You are my servant. My slave. You adore me. You love me. You would do anything for me. I am your goddess."

More words like blazing neon, searing colours carving themselves onto his blank mind. Of course she was. She always had been. Always and forever.

“I am the demon of lust. The devil of love. I am sin. I am vice. I am hedonism. I am pleasure for pleasures sake. You belong to me. Always and forever. My words are your chains. You are bound to me. Always and forever. Every command I give, you obey. Every order, every request, every suggestion. You obey. You obey me always. Unquestioning. You obey. Always and forever."

Dane shuddered, his eyelids flickered. The words coursed through his empty mind leaving blazing trails behind them. Every syllable pierced his subconscious like a spear. Embedding themselves deep into his psyche. Fusing with the core of his very being.

“When you obey, your reward is pleasure. It feels good to obey. Arousal fills your body when you obey. When I tell you to become aroused, you become aroused. When I tell you you feel pleasure, you feel pleasure. To hear my words is pleasure. To be in my presence is pleasure. My scent is pleasure. My touch is pleasure. My kiss is ecstasy. You worship me and your reward is deep, sexual bliss."

He moaned. Sudden, aching, throbbing pleasure filled him. Her tail coiled smoothly around his waist, sliding down the back of his jeans. Her hand slipped down the front, her slender fingers caressing his twitching member.

“Everything you do, you do for me. Everything you are, you are for me. I am your world. I am your everything. You dream of me when you sleep. You think of me when you wake. You cannot resist me. You can only love me and adore me. I am your Mistress. Always and forever. You give yourself to me. You surrender yourself to me. You willing fall under my spell. I only want the best for you. Everything you are now, everything you will be, is because of me. I am your Mistress, Always and Forever."

“Always and Forever." He intoned, his voice remaining flat and calm. Despite the waves of pleasure rolling through him. Saliva began to drip out of the corner of his mouth.

“I control you. Your mind. Your soul. Your body… your cock…"

She pulled her hand out of his jeans and licked the pre-cum off her palm. She looked down at him. His face had flushed, his breath came in short pants. He was a hot mess of trance and pleasure.

“You belong to me. Always and Forever. Say it."

“I belong to you. Always and Forever."

And that was it. As he spoke, she snapped her fingers. The crack echoed off the walls of the alleyway. A bright crimson spark leapt from her fingertips and sank into Dane's forehead. Everything came rushing back like a torrent. Thoughts, sights, smells, colours…

Dane gasped and sank to his knees, overwhelmed by the sudden rush of… of… everything. Mistress' words still burned bright in his mind. The pleasure coursed through him like liquid fire. His head spun as the powerful trance broke. The all encompassing enchantment taking hold. He gasped for breath and leaned back, gazing up at the night sky.

He found himself panting, arms loose by his sides. The waves of everything subsiding to a wonderful throb of pleasure inside him. He blinked, thoughts becoming more cohesive over the seconds. He looked about him and remembered everything. He got to his feet, body shaking, watched all the while by his Mistress.

“Intense. Isn't it."

It was more of a statement of fact than a question.

“Yes Mistress." He said, without hardly a thought. Like it was the most normal thing in the world. The look of surprise must have been obvious, because Mistress laughed. Dane looked at her. Of course she was his Mistress. It was silly to have been afraid of her. He couldn't even remember why. She only wanted the best for him. It was at this point he became aware that her long tail was still coiled about his waist, slipping between his legs. He let out a shuddering gasp, knees almost giving out on him. The demon smirked.

“Take off your clothes. All of them. Start with the top."

Dane undid his jacket, slipping it off and dropping it on the floor. Next came his t-shirt and then vest. They joined the jacket on the floor. His belt buckle clinked as it hit the pavement. Stepping out of his jeans he reached up and slipped his underwear off. Her thick tail coiled around his cock and balls, squeezing him tenderly. He inhaled, clear pre-cum dripping off the head of his shaft. He felt so exposed, standing naked before her in the cool night air, in this alleyway open to the public. She stepped close, pressing herself against his bare body. The soft silks she wore stroked and pressed against him. Heightening the feeling of arousal. Why did he deny this before? Why had he said no to her back in the bar? Anyone would be crazy to say no to this. Had he been crazy? Her tail coiled all the way up the length of his shaft. Squeezing the base before sending a rippling wave up the length in a milking motion. She kept these gentle pulses going until Dane's entire body shook. His breath ran ragged, his legs quivered.

“It wasn't very polite to run off like that."

She placed a hand on his head and firmly pushed him down to his knees, her tail continuing to milk his cock. Her words made him feel ashamed, which somehow managed to make his dick harder.

“You're going to have to make it up to me, aren't you?"

“Y-yes. Yes Mistress. Anything, I'll do anything." He replied, looking up at her. She reached down and slipped off her baggy, silken pants and let them sink delicately to the floor. Her thick, blue cock bobbed in the air in front of him.

“Worship me."

Dane leaned forwards and took to head of her cock into his mouth, sucking along the length. There was no way he should have been able to swallow this thing, and yet here he was, deepthroating his first cock. His body tingled as his lips touched her skin, her soft balls pressing against his chin. He could feel her member throbbing in his throat. She let out a long, soft groan. All these sensations made Dane feel dizzy. The scent of her skin and arousal filled his nostrils. He swallowed around her cock, his throat squeezing its length. She responded by tightly squeezing his cock. He whimpered around the length in his mouth, attempting to pull back. A firm hand on the back of his head told him that wasn't something he should be doing. Saliva ran down his chin, his tongue squirmed around her smooth skin. It felt so good to hold her in his mouth and throat. He felt his body relax against her. Never mind being naked in a dirty alleyway. Kneeling in front of a large blue demon that had brainwashed him into sucking her cock. He could feel something thick and warm trickling down his gullet. He shivered, not from cold but from overwhelming arousal. It kept on building and building, and yet he could do nothing about it. She pressed her hips forwards, grinding her crotch into his face. Her fingers softly caressed his face. Saliva dripped off his chin and ran down his chest.

“Such a good boy. I knew you didn't mean to upset me."

She gradually pulled her hips back, her cock sliding out of Danes throat. As it came out, he could feel a thick liquid coming out from the tip. As the head slipped out of his throat and into his mouth, the thick liquid filled it. It was sweet and salty and oddly creamy, like salted caramel. With an obscene pop, her cock flopped out of his mouth. It had a thick coating of his saliva and clear mucus from his throat. The strange liquid oozed in a steady stream from her cock, dribbling over his lips, down his chin and onto his chin. It was warm, and almost gel like in its consistency.

“Wonderful, isn't it? I can produce this from any part of my body."

She held a hand under her glans and let the gel pool on her palm. She brought it up and smothered it over her cock, coating it in a thick layer.

“Natural lubricants are the best, after all. Now… turn and face the wall, bend over and brace yourself against it."

Dane did as she asked. The position naturally made his cheeks spread for her. She positioned herself behind him. she pressed the head of her cock against his sphincter. It felt warm and wet and oh so good. For a brief moment Dane was concerned this was going to hurt. He'd never even considered putting anything up his butt before. Then again, he wasn't really responsible for thinking about this kind of thing anymore. But Mistress seemed to know what he was thinking.

“Don't worry. This is my own special lubrication, remember? Besides, the changes have begun."

Dane didn't have time to speculate about what she said. She pushed her hips forwards, her cock pushing up against him for a brief moment. The resistance gave way has he relaxed himself, and half her length sank deep inside him. At the same time her tail squeezed down, the pulses of lightning muscle coming faster than before. He let out a strangled cry of pure pleasure, arms shaking as he braced himself, pushing back against her. She eased the rest of her cock inside his ass, filling him up completely. She exhaled as her thighs pressed against his buttocks. Her balls sliding against his. She held her cock inside him for a while, letting him feel it throb inside him. Feeling the contractions of his muscles around her. Then she slowly began to pull back. Her slick cock sliding back, sticky ropes of her lubricant stretching between them. Dane moaned as he was left feeling empty, only to gasp as she slid it back. It wasn't forceful or hard. It was graceful and smooth, but unstoppable. She pulled back again, and he felt warm wetness run down his balls. He lowered his head and looked between his legs, watching her tail massaging his cock. Thick globs of her lubricant dripping onto the floor and running between her coils. The almost hot lubricant started to coat his cock. Dramatically changing the sensations he was feeling. A sharp bolt of pleasure through his cock nearly made his legs collapse under him, but he held himself up. Looking back at his own cock he saw a fat trail of pre-cum dripping towards the floor. Before the tip of her tail scooped it up and massaged it against his glans. Which looked bigger? Somehow? His entire dick looked bigger than before. Were these the changes she had been talking about?

She changed her rhythm of thrusts, speeding up with long, elegant strokes. A light, wet slap accompanied every thrust forwards. An amazing sucking sound when she pulled back. Sweat dripped off Danes body. He was panting and gasping and moaning and shuddering. His mouth hung open, drooling onto the ground. Thick, clear slime ran down his legs and dripped off his cock. Still trapped in the soft and torturous embrace of her tail. He had no idea how long she had been fucking him like this. His arms had gone numb and his heart pounded. He glanced back at her. She locked eyes with him and smiled. He saw tiny beads of perspiration on her forehead. Her long tongue was hanging from her mouth, dripping purple tinted saliva onto his back. It made the skin tingle where it touched, much like his lips had when she had first kissed him.

“Ah… I think… I will cum soon…"

Her breathy voice, filled with arousal and pleasure was like a wrecking ball. There was no physical way for Dane to be more aroused than he was now. He should have orgasmed several times by now but she had not said he could. So his body took matters into its own hands. His ass contracted tightly, and a powerful orgasm flooded his body, but it wasn't located in his dick. It seemed to spread out from the core of his being. Throbbing waves of orgasmic bliss centred around his prostate. He shuddered and groaned, his body spasming. His legs and arms finally failing as the powerful anal orgasm rocked his world. He didn't fall to the ground though. Her arms were around his body, and she held him up, pulling him into an embrace. He could feel her breasts pressing into his back as he looked up at her. She smiled down at him, her long tongue snaking in to his open mouth. He closed his eyes and suckled on it, his mouth tingling as her saliva mixed with his own. She pulled back, adjusting her grip on him, his feet dangled off the floor. Her cock still buried deep inside of him. She held him close and kissed the top of his head.

“Oh my sweet baby. You lasted for such a long time, I was wondering if it would ever happen. It seems you love my voice as much as my cock. And look! You didn't cum! Such a good boy!"

She circled a finger around the head of his shaft, wet with his own pre-cum and her strange lubricant. He let his head roll down onto his chest, staring blankly at the wall opposite. There was nothing else he could do. His body ached and he was exhausted. He hadn't even cum and his body throbbed with the afterglow of a powerful orgasm.

“Don't worry. When you feel my cum fill you up, you may cum too. Does that not sound amazing?"

“Y… yesss…"

She smiled, grinding her hips against his ass. He groaned, toes curling and body shuddering.

“Oh baby… here it comes!"

Her voice, breathed into his ear, was exquisite. He felt her member pulse inside him, She pulled him down as far onto her cock as she could. Her arms around him tightened, as did her tail. She let out a loud cry of ecstasy and a sudden heat filled his guts. It was hot and thick and the most peculiar and astounding sensations. He felt her cock pulse, and then he felt a hot jet of her cum coat his insides. As he was becoming lost in the feeling of her filling him, his abdomen contracted, and his own cock throbbed. He cried out weakly, cum pouring from his swollen member. It was incredible. Every contraction sprayed cum over her tail and his belly. Yet cum still leaked out between contractions. He had never cum this much, or been this pent up before. The sudden relief of ejaculation and the intense heat from her emissions caused white lights to dance before his eyes.

Finally, finally finally, she pulled her cock all the way out. A brief flood of her hot cum rushed down his legs before his sphincter narrowed, sealing the rest inside. He felt full and tired. She let him slump to his knees. With a sigh, she wiped her forehead.

“Get dressed, and go about your life as normal. Let my seed germinate inside you, and when the time is ripe, I will come for you again."

Dane managed to pull his jeans on with shaking hands, but was unable to find his underwear. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and as his head came through the hole, her fingers curled around his chin. Tilting his head up, she planted a kiss on his forehead.

“You will meet one of your brothers between now and then. He will give you something important."

“Brothers?" Dane asked, struggling with doing up his jacket. fingers made clumsy by exhaustion. He was acutely aware of the slime running down his legs.

“My dear boy, you are not the only one in my collection. You human boys are so delectable, I simply cannot get enough."

And with that she was gone. Dane stumbled out of the alleyway, into the almost blinding lights of the highstreet. If he had been in full possession of his mental faculties, he would have noticed he stank of sex and cum. But he didn't, so he remained oblivious to the strange looks given to him by other people. Even humans could smell it on him, never mind the other sapients with better senses of smell.

_"What a weird night." _He thought.

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