In the dark hours of the night, at the witching hour, a seductive temptress appears and steals your soul with an evil footjob!
Horned and hot, this succubus knows your weakness for feet. There is no escaping her foot-fetish corruption. She uses her sexual powerless to pervert your mind and body. Tempted by her perfect bare soles you will succumb to her will. Once she has your cock between her feet it is already too late. When you cum on her toes your soul will be lost forever!
Silly mortal, you should not be losing yourself in uninhabited parts of the woods. You never know what may lie, lurking under the cover of night and trees. You should not have stumbled into my forest, into my hungrily waiting claws.
Now I will show you how it feels to lose yourself utterly to pleasure. Your orgasms will be mine, to the end of your time. I need only glance, and you’ll be mesmerized into my sexually obedient being, feeding me willingly on the power of your sexual energy and frenzied desires.
I’m going to use you for my sexual whims, draining you with relish, until you beg to join me in carnal revelry until eternity. One orgasm, human, and you’ll be mine forever. You’ll be milked to fuel my demonic, succubus strength and otherworldly allure, unable and unenthusiastic to escape the clutches of my temptation, succumbing to the persuasion of my addicting sex magic.
You didn’t know what to expect when you were called to the Abbey. The sisters were terrified… for days they had sensed an evil presence lurking nearby… and now Sister Meana was acting strange. “Possessed!” they said; “Unclean Spirit! Demon!”. In all your years as a priest, you’d never even heard of a true possession taking place. Sure, you’d read of them in the archives of the Archdiocese… But in your mind, you believed them to be nothing more than fairy tales. But as you entered Sister Meana’s room you felt an ice cold chill run down your spine.
