FALLEN ANGEL

by PJ

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The cacophony of the city washed over Ariel, jarring her senses. She stayed close to Amynta while the four angels walked along the sidewalk of the slum district, observing everything and everyone.

"It seems to get worse every time we come down here," said Amynta, watching a wino gulp from a sack-covered bottle.

"They chose to make the world this way, now they must live in it," replied Emira, her brown eyes cold and detached.

"It's so...raw," smiled Filomina, licking her full lips, her light grey eyes wide with wonder and excitement.

"I'll just be glad to finish our patrol and go home," retorted Amynta with a toss of her flaming red hair. "Hey! Where's Ariel?"

"She was behind you," answered Filomina.

"Scan for her!" ordered Emira sharply.

All three beautiful angels sent out their thoughts, searching for their missing sister.

"No sign of her anywhere," reported Filomina.

"In all this noise, we'd be lucky to detect the Creator," growled Amynta.

"Spread out, we have to find Ariel, she's not been fully trained to interact with mortals," snapped Emira before she marched down the sidewalk in search of the youngest member of their patrol.

Ariel recoiled from an old man dressed in filthy rags who reached out towards her, his mouth twisting into an ugly gap-toothed smile. She pressed the hem of her short pleated skirt against her smooth white thigh, walking deeper into the alley, her nose twitching from the stench of urine, vomit, and rotting food.

"What have we here? A little angel seems to have gotten lost," grinned a huge black man maliciously, his massive hands clenching into fists.

Ariel backed away from the tall, heavily muscled man, her bright blue eyes wide with fear.

"She mute or something?" asked the black man.

"Who cares? You want to talk with her or do you want to fuck her?" retorted the thin, brown skinned man standing in the thick shadows of the alley.

"I want to fuck the cute poodle," chuckled the large black man, his eyes wandering up and down Ariel's small, slim body.

"Then do it, Bulldog."

The black man grabbed Ariel's thin arms, slamming her against one of the alley's walls. Ariel groaned in pain as her assailant ripped her blue blouse open, tugging the garment off her shoulders. Bulldog hooked one of his fingers around the front clasp of her white bra, snapping it open before hurling the undergarment into the steaming garbage. He spun Ariel around so her belly pressed against the cold brick wall of the alley while he raised up her pleated skirt and ripped off her dove white panties.

"You've got a nice ass, bitch," growled Bulldog in Ariel's ear as he squeezed her buttocks, his thick dark fingers slipping up and down her narrow ass crack. Ariel moaned in protest, biting her lower lip while Bulldog crushed her small left breast in his meaty paw, his fingers rubbing over her nipple. Bulldog licked up Ariel's bare back, then nibbled on her creamy white shoulder as his right hand dug into her pussy, two sausage shaped digits dipping deep into her tight vagina.

"Hey! The bitch is a virgin!" grinned Bulldog, his large body squashing Ariel against the brick wall.

"You should pop the lucky little whore's cherry!" laughed Bulldog's companion.

"Yeah, I think I will. You'd like that, wouldn't you, slut?" purred Bulldog before he slid his tongue over Ariel's right cheek.

Ariel groaned in denial, but any further protests were silenced when Bulldog yanked back on her long golden hair and covered her lips with his own gaping mouth, ramming his tongue down her throat. Bulldog continued to suck on Ariel's lips as he fondled her tits and probed her small pussy with his stiff fingers. Bulldog drank Ariel's warm breath, he licked her trembling lips, then fastened his mouth on the side of her throat, sucking on her silky skin while his fingers shoved up into her warm vagina, her honey beginning to flow over his black knuckles.

A flash of bright white light temporarily blinded the huge black man, and when he regained his vision he gaped at what his young victim had transformed into. Ariel now had a pair of wide, white-feathered wings. The girl's skin glowed with a soft golden radiance, and her blonde hair shimmered like liquid gold.

"What the fuck?" stammered Bulldog, pulling away from the panting angel.

"She's still a girl, keep fucking her!" snarled Bulldog's companion.

"But...she looks like an angel!" gaped Bulldog.

"She's a bitch and a whore! She's mocking you, she's daring you to fuck her!"

"I'll fuck the little cunt good!" declared Bulldog, unzipping his torn jeans before crushing Ariel's wings with his wide torso, wrapping his thick black arms around her narrow waist, then pulling her off her bare feet and sitting her on his tall, thick cock. Ariel moaned weakly, her eyes squeezed shut as Bulldog thrust his shaft up into her vagina, tearing her hymen as he stabbed up into her belly. Blood dribbled between Ariel's quivering legs while she rode Bulldog's cock, her tiny ass slapping against the black man's crotch while he humped her again and again. Ariel pressed her small palms against the brick wall in front of her, her young breasts jiggling as Bulldog pumped his meat into her clenching cunt hole. Bulldog reached between Ariel's thighs with his right hand, rubbing her clitoris firmly until she groaned softly, her lips shivering with forbidden pleasure. Bulldog shoved into Ariel over and over until he climaxed, shooting his cum into the naked angel's hot cunt. Ariel fell limply back onto Bulldog's heaving chest, her whole body shuddering from her first orgasm.

"What do we do with her now, Neon?" asked the panting black man.

"We keep her," smiled Neon, emerging from the shadows to grasp Ariel's right wing in his gloved hands. He twisted viciously, relishing Ariel's scream of agony when her wing snapped within his grip.

"Hey! What're you doing?" frowned Bulldog while Neon grabbed Ariel's left wing and broke it as well.

"Making sure our little bird doesn't fly away," retorted Neon, his dark brown eyes gleaming with cruelty. "Let's go take her home."

"Ariel?" whispered Amynta, her eyes narrowed suspiciously. The red-maned angel felt a sharp stab of pain, Ariel's pain. Amynta shifted into a blur of speed, following the beacon of Ariel's agony.

"She's young and untrained, I think she's what we've been waiting for," said Neon into the phone.

"Excellent. Make sure your trained apes do not kill her. I'm heading your way now."

"Yes, my lord," acknowledged Neon before the line clicked off. Setting the phone receiver down, Neon left his small bedroom for the living room where several members of his gang lounged on sofas watching television.

"Where's Bulldog?"

"Feeding the bitches," replied Ferret, his eyes locked on the TV screen.

"Good," smiled Neon, collapsing into a heavily padded and torn chair.

Bulldog knelt next to Ariel's cage, placing a couple sandwiches and a dog dish of water inside it. He gazed at Ariel, who lay on her side, her long blonde hair covering her face, her crumpled white wings lying against her body. The large black man stroked Ariel's soft, shimmering gold hair, then rose to his feet, leaving Ariel alone with the other caged girls. When Bulldog was gone, Ariel dragged herself to her food, taking a sandwich and nibbling lightly on it. Blushing in shame, the imprisoned angel lapped at the water in her dish, relieving her parched throat.

With her hunger and thirst sated, Ariel looked around the room she was in, a large rectangular chamber that appeared to be a cement walled cellar. Six cages lined the walls, three on either side. Only three cages were occupied at the moment: her cage, the cage to her left (where a red-haired girl dressed only in a web of leather straps lay curled in a ball), and a cage on the other side of the room and to the far left (where a short-haired brunette lay on her belly, her wrists handcuffed behind her back). The room was filled with the stench of female sweat and piss, the reek almost made Ariel vomit the small meal she had just eaten. The angel tested her broken wings, gasping sharply when fresh pain stabbed into her back. Lapping a few more mouthfuls of water, Ariel reclined onto her left side, covering her naked body with her twisted wings, praying that her sisters would find and save her.

Amynta knelt on the filthy ground of the alley, holding up the torn remains of Ariel's panties.

"Someone got her," said Amynta, her eyes glittering with fury.

"And raped her," breathed Filomina, her breasts rising and falling rapidly.

"I still can't sense her. The trail of her pain ends here," said Emira.

"The trail ends too neatly, she's being Cloaked," observed Amynta, rising to her feet.

"A demon?"

"Has to be."

"If They have her, we're in a lot of trouble," said Emira, a hint of alarm in her normally placid eyes.

"Should we report this to Him?" asked Filomina nervously.

"You and I will return to file our report. Amynta, you will remain dirt-side and continue to hunt for Ariel," ordered Emira crisply.

"Yes, ma'am," nodded Amynta in agreement.

"If she Turns, you know what you have to do."

"Yes...yes I do," said Amynta softly.

"Good," nodded Emira, a golden swirl of light transporting she and Filomina out of sight.

Amynta looked up into the lightening night sky, her mind roving across the overcrowded human metropolis for any sign of young Ariel. Sensing nothing, Amynta raised the shredded panties to her nose, inhaling Ariel's scent, the smell of her pussy and just a tinge of vaginal honey.

"Already you succumb to the temptation of the Flesh," murmured Amynta, extending her wide dove-like wings before flashing into the air.

Ariel covered her ears with her small hands, her eyes clenched shut as Ferret raped the handcuffed brunette girl outside the door of her open cage. The girl moaned loudly, her head thrown back, drool running down her chin as Ferret rammed his small cock into her pussy, his hands pawing over her firm, bobbing tits. Ferret orgasmed with a soft whimper, squirting his seed into the brunette's warm vagina. Licking her panting tits lewdly, Ferret closed his stained jeans before dragging the handcuffed girl back into her cage and locking it shut. Ariel waited until Ferret closed the cellar door behind himself before slowly opening her blue eyes. The fishnet garbed brunette girl wept softly in her cage, her petite body shaking with despair. Ariel tried to ignore the stench of sex in the already stifling air, tried to ignore how the scent made her pussy grow warm and moist.

The caged angel detected a soft moan from nearby, from the cage containing her red-haired cellmate. The redhead remained in her fetal position, but Ariel could now see the girl's slim fingers pressed between her closed thighs, rubbing her musky pink cunt. Ariel smelled the girl's uncontrolled arousal, which made her own pussy grow even warmer. Ariel watched the girl masturbate quietly, drops of glistening honey dripping down the backs of her thighs onto the hard concrete floor. Ariel's crotch started to itch, the sensation becoming stronger and stronger the longer she watched the red-haired girl fondle herself. Closing her eyes in denial, her face blushing hotly with shame, Ariel slowly lowered her right hand to her closed thighs, sliding her fingers between her legs to caress her throbbing pussy.

Ariel gasped faintly, ecstasy exploding from her cunt as her fingers rubbed against her blood engorged labia. The angel massaged her pussy harder, the tender flesh becoming hotter and hotter with arousal. Ariel placed her left hand over her left breast, caressing the soft tit, then pinching her sensitive nipple between two fingers while she inserted a digit into her moist cunt. Ariel moaned, biting her lower lip to stifle her cries of bliss as she probed her vagina with her finger, her juices steadily gushing over her hand to dry on the flesh of her inner thighs. Ariel rubbed her index finger up and down her wet slit, the mouth of her pussy shaking, drooling a constant stream of honey onto the floor around her. Ariel removed her cum-slick fingers from her pussy, slowly, tentatively raising them to her trembling pink lips, then placing them inside her mouth, sucking the sweet goo from her digits, moaning with lewd pleasure.

Her naked body on fire with lust, Ariel placed her sticky right hand over her small, taut ass. She ran her fingers over her hot ass flesh, scratching her buttocks lightly with her fingernails. She pressed her cum-stained index finger into her ass crack, sliding it up and down between her butt cheeks. Gasping softly, Ariel slowly thrust her finger into her anus, relaxing her sphincter as she probed deeply into her own rectum. Groaning, Ariel pumped her finger back and forth within her asshole, her breasts aching with excitement, her pussy shuddering while her juices squirted out in a wide spray, splashing across the floor of her cage. Shaking from the shock of her powerful orgasm, Ariel popped her finger out of her anus, returning it to her sticky cunt, caressing her stiff clit over and over, enjoying the feel of the finger against the soft, delicate flesh of her clitoris.

The limo arrived when Neon's comrades were passed out from alcohol and drugs. Neon inhaled deeply on his cigarette, flicking the butt away as he expelled the rich smoke from his mouth. The leather clad young man exited the abandoned warehouse where his gang crashed to greet the richly garbed passenger of the limo.

"My lord," bowed Neon at the waist as a tall, well-built man rose from the car.

"She is here?"

"Yes, my lord. No one has touched her since her capture."

"Is she Turning?"

"Yes. Simple exposure to sex is corrupting her," smiled Neon, following his master into the warehouse.

"The untrained ones are the easiest to influence, someone on His side made a grave error bringing her here," chuckled Neon's master.

The two disguised demons descended to the cellar where Ariel and the other caged girls were kept. The tall man inhaled deeply, relishing the thick reek of sex and despair in the air. The two men walked to Ariel's cage, amused at the sight of the captive angel broken and stained with her own filth and cum.

"She is ready," declared the demon lord.

"Do you want to try it, Master Anguis?"

"Yes, our legions are prepared."

Neon unlocked Ariel's cage, reaching in to drag the weak limbed angel out. Neon half carried the naked girl after Anguis as the demon lord left the cellar for the large, empty floor area of the warehouse. Anguis removed his silk suit jacket while Neon deposited Ariel on the floor.

"Make sure I am not disturbed," snarled Anguis, his fangs extending as he allowed his true form to emerge.

"I will, Master," bowed Neon before he left the warehouse interior to patrol outside.

"I have not savored an angel for years, this will be most pleasant," growled Anguis, crouching over Ariel's prone body while bat-like wings exploded out of his back, spreading out to engulf Ariel's weakly glowing form in deep shadow. Anguis' tailored clothing shredded away from his bulging body, his skin turned a deep shade of red, claws grew from his hands, and his cock elongated until it thrust out like a spear.

Ariel gazed at Anguis like a trapped doe, her whole body shivering with terror. Anguis grasped Ariel's head between his huge claws, guiding her beautiful, horrified face towards the head of his immense cock. Ariel glanced from the dripping cock-head to the demon lord's monstrous face, the strong reek of male musk wafting from the prick into the naked girl's pert nose. Her skin hot with arousal, Ariel gently grasped the huge cock with both hands, licking the tip with her small pink tongue. She moaned with pleasure as she tasted the demon lord's semen, she sucked on the slit of his member, drinking the milk that flowed from it. The demon's cum made Ariel hornier, she ran her lips down the length of Anguis' shaft, her mouth leaving a trail of drool over his quivering meat pole. The angelic girl licked the demon's large testicles, then caressed them with her hands while she pressed her mouth against the bottom of his shaft and moved it up to the engorged head. She covered the cock tip with her lips, nibbling briefly on it, then allowing the thick shaft to plunge down her narrow throat. Anguis groaned in ecstasy, he stroked Ariel's soft golden hair as she sucked on his prick, her mouth hot and wet over his aching cock.

Anguis pulled his member away from Ariel's sweet lips, pushing her onto her back while opening her slim legs. Ariel's bush of golden pubic hair glowed in the darkness of the warehouse, beckoning the pussy starved demon. Anguis dove his face into Ariel's snatch, his long tongue flicking over her clit, then wriggling into her pussy, tasting drops of her warm honey. Ariel moaned deeply, her small hands buried within Anguis' short raven hair as he sucked on her cunt, his tongue writhing inside her shivering vagina. Anguis licked up and down Ariel's slit, sliding his tongue down to her tiny anus, then circling around her hole until her ass quivered with bliss.

Spreading Ariel's legs apart until her bones creaked, Anguis positioned his cock against her yearning pussy and slowly pushed himself inside her. Ariel arched her back, her broken wings shuddering as she felt the demon lord shove his cock shaft into her small pussy hole. Anguis grasped Ariel's hips, then started humping the young angel's body, shoving up into her belly. Ariel cried out as carnal ecstasy flooded over her, her cunt slick with her thick vaginal juices. Anguis raked his right claw across Ariel's flat belly, drawing several tracks of blood over her silky white skin. Ariel's first orgasm made her hips spasm, her outspread legs limp as noodles as the light around her body became stronger. Anguis raised his bloody hand to his lips, licking Ariel's blood from his fingers, using her angelic power to enhance his Will.

A long, narrow slit of golden light appeared in thin air behind Ariel's quivering, naked body. Anguis narrowed his pitch black eyes, increasing the force of his thrusts into Ariel, scratching deeper furrows into the flesh of her belly. Ariel's blood splashed onto the floor, then transformed into motes of golden light that hurled themselves at the shimmering golden slit, forcing it to open wider, like a reluctant virgin's cunt. Anguis leaned over Ariel's slim body, licking her stomach wounds with his long, forked tongue, her blood sweeter than wine to his cool lips. Ariel felt nothing but her melting pussy, her vagina seemed to expel an unending river of honey while her demon lover stabbed into her cunt again and again, his hips slapping against her inner thighs, his cock impaling her, threatening to rip her apart with pure sensual ecstasy. The angel's last orgasm built inside her womb, it blossomed like a newborn sun, an expanding hurricane of pleasure that blasted out of her cunt, splashing across Anguis' torso in a musky, cloy, shower of sticky fluids.

The Gate yawned open, a virgin yielding to the overpowering strength of her lust. Anguis smiled in triumph, withdrawing violently from Ariel's body, his fang-filled jaws widening in a roar of cruel pleasure. The floor of the warehouse shook, then a hole appeared in a blast of torn cement. The stench of sulfur nearly made Ariel gag as demons clawed out from the steaming pit, hissing and snarling while they emerged.

"The Way is open, brothers and sisters! At last Heaven shall be ours!"

The demons screamed with approval, then swarmed into the open Gate. Ariel sat up, her arms wrapped around her sweaty breasts as she watched the numberless legions of Hell fly up through the Gate into Heaven.

"Come, my pet, I want you to see what we do to your home, and your lovely sisters," sneered Anguis, tucking Ariel's limp body beneath his left arm before he hurled himself into the glowing Gate, drawn up by its magic, the magic of Ariel's angelic blood, towards the golden gates of Paradise itself.

Amynta knelt at the roof's edge, her loose red hair billowing in the hot nighttime breeze. She sniffed the foul air, barely able to detect the scent of her quarry, Ariel. The lithe angel jumped to the next rooftop, landing lightly on her feet. At the halfway point across the roof, something slammed into her, knocking her onto her back.

"Lost, little lamb?" snarled Neon.

"Demon spawn!" spat Amynta, slamming her right knee into Neon's belly. Neon grunted while Amynta rolled away from him and rose to her feet. The angel clasped her hands together, summoning a shaft of Divine Flame that transformed into her Soul Sword. Neon coughed softly, clenching his left hand into a fist, calling forth his own Reaver Blade. Angel and Demon faced each other, hatred and loathing upon both of their faces.

"Where is Ariel?" demanded Amynta, circling her foe.

"My Master has her. She will be the key that grants us access to Heaven."

"No!" protested Amynta, charging the demon with her Sword upraised. Neon parried her easily, deflecting each of her fury driven blows. The demon counter-attacked, slashing at Amynta with his oily black blade, the razor edge biting into Amynta's right thigh and across her belly, tearing her red silk shirt. Amynta backed away, grimacing from her burning wounds. Neon licked the angel's blood from his blade, smiling maliciously at her. Amynta attacked again, swiping at Neon, then thrusting her Sword forward towards his chest. Neon slapped the Sword away with his Blade, launching a high kick with his left foot that smashed into Amynta's chest. The angel hurled backwards, landing on her spine, her Soul Sword dissolving into a cloud of golden motes.

"Weak Angelic bitch," laughed Neon, standing over the prone Amynta, reaching down with the tip of his Reaver to slice her blouse open. Amynta hissed when the Blade cut across her flesh, its poison seeping into her body. Neon knelt next to Amynta, dismissing his Reaver into the air before yanking off the angel's leather jacket. He ripped off Amynta's ruined blouse, then raised up her short leather skirt, grasping the waistband of her panties and tearing the garment away.

"Don't...you dare...touch me!" snarled Amynta, her body shivering from the demon's debilitating poison.

"You are mine now, whore," chuckled Neon, spreading her long, slim legs apart, fondling her pussy with his right hand.

Amynta bit her lip, glaring at Neon as he raked the inside of her thighs with his sharp, green-painted nails. He licked the angel's warm blood from his fingers before lowering his face to her cunt. The demon's tongue stretched out, wriggling like a sentient thing as it plunged into Amynta's pussy, wetly diving into her tender vagina. Amynta fell onto her back, arching her spine as she felt the demon's wriggling tongue probe deeply into her belly. Neon dug his nails into Amynta's bare stomach, drawing thin red lines over her smooth white skin. He clutched the angel's breasts, squeezing her tits harder and harder until she groaned weakly in protest. Neon hissed with pleasure, his mouth drooling foul black saliva onto the insides of Amynta's thighs. The demon caressed Amynta's clitoris with the forked tip of his tongue, lapping her stiff clit until a trickle of honey escaped down her cunt. Neon slithered over Amynta's body, licking her stomach, breasts, and throat, his hands taking her wrists and holding them over her head. The demon kissed Amynta roughly on the mouth, he sucked ravenously on her lips while his cock writhed out of his leather pants and elongated towards her gleaming pussy.

"No, please," sobbed Amynta, struggling beneath her demon ravager.

"That's my girl," grinned Neon, the angel's protests making him even more aroused.

Neon's cock rammed into Amynta's cunt. Amynta screamed, her body shuddering as the demon's prick burrowed into her vagina. Neon kissed and licked Amynta's neck and cheeks while he held her down, his member hot with excitement, digging deeper and deeper into the helpless angel's womb. Neon grabbed hold of Amynta's face with his long nailed hands, prying her mouth open before vomiting a stream of steaming black goo onto her face. Amynta retched, overwhelmed with disgust as the demonic ichor filled her throat until she was forced to swallow. Neon covered the angel's tits with his slime-flecked lips, sucking hungrily on her firm, warm flesh. The demon's cock became thicker and thicker as his semen built up within his shaft. When he could hold on no longer, Neon withdrew his long, engorged member, drenching Amynta's pussy and thighs with his reeking green cum.

The tearing of the Firmament froze demon and angel. Neon and Amynta looked at the warehouse next door, their faces frozen in amazement as they watched a shaft of golden light blast up into the dark sky, the beam filled with the ascending forms of demons.

"The Gates are open," whispered Neon, his eyes burning with triumph.

"Oh, no," wept Amynta, tears falling like diamonds down her slime coated cheeks.

Neon transformed to full demon, spreading out his wide, bat-like wings, his handsome face growing a fang-filled muzzle. He grabbed Amynta around her waist, diving up into the air, joining the legions rising up within the glowing shaft of light.

When Neon and Amynta reached the Golden Gates, the portals were torn from their hinges, tarnished and bent from the demons' advance. The bodies of angels lay around the sundered gates, ripped open by vengeful demon claws. Thunder reverberated across Heaven, the cacophony of battle made the very air vibrate around Neon and his prisoner. Neon walked to one of the broken gates. He snapped off a bent gate bar, fashioning it into a metal collar and chain. The demon snapped the collar around Amynta's neck, then pulled her along after him as he entered Paradise.

Explosions lit up the overcast sky. Tall towers of crystal and gold shattered into clouds of raining debris. The screams of the murdered filled the air, painful to Amynta's sensitive ears. She cried openly as she saw her beloved home destroyed by the enemy.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" smiled Neon. "The hour of Reckoning has finally come. We will be the Chosen now!"

"Help us, My Lord," whimpered Amynta.

"Your prayers fall on deaf ears," snorted Neon, yanking sharply on Amynta's leash. The duo walked down rubble choked streets, the blood of angels splashed over walls and heaps of debris. The smell of burnt flesh washed over Amynta, she watched in horror as a group of demons spun a blonde angel on a spit, the crackling fire beneath her charring her once pure white skin to black. Amynta and her captor passed the chortling demons, passing by several more ruined buildings until they entered a wide square.

Demons and angels filled the large open space. The angels lay prone upon their backs or on hands and knees, moaning with despair while their demonic tormentors raped them again and again. Neon licked his lips hungrily, but Amynta closed her eyes, unwilling to watch the degradation of her sisters. A sharp cry attracted Amynta's attention. The angel opened her eyes, searching the fornicating crowd until she found one of her friends.

Filomina rested on hands and knees, her torso bare, her white leggings in tatters while two demons raped her. One demon held Filomina's head in his claws, thrusting his huge cock back and forth within the blonde maned angel's mouth. A second demon humped Filomina's ass, his cum slick cock slapping in and out of her quivering slit. The demon behind Filomina raked her buttocks, releasing thin streams of blood that flowed down her legs. The demon fucking Filomina's mouth reached beneath her, grasping her dangling tits, pawing them with his claws, caressing her aching nipples. Filomina moaned, and to Amynta's disgust, it was not a moan of loathing, it was a moan of pleasure. The demon stuffing his cock into Filomina's mouth squirted his cream across her lips. She licked his jism wantonly, covering his slimy prick head with her sensual lips, nibbling on the tip of his pole with her teeth. The second demon withdrew his member and spewed cum over Filomina's ass. She reached behind with her right hand, spreading the warm milk across her buttocks, lubricating her ass crack with the sticky goo.

Neon laughed at Amynta's expression of disgust. He tugged her along after him, leaving the orgy for another smoke-filled street leading towards the heart of the city. The demon and his captive passed through many streets, ignoring the roving bands of demons and their struggling, angelic prizes. Despair crushed Amynta's spirit, every new encounter brought scenes of rape and destruction. Heaven had fallen, there was nothing Amynta could do to stop it. Finally, Neon and Amynta reached the Hall of Judgement. Angel bodies covered the tall staircase that led up to the huge building's wide entrance.

"My Master is here," said Neon, dragging Amynta along with him up the staircase.

Amynta wrinkled her nose, she could smell young Ariel's scent, the girl was somewhere in this building.

Neon and Amynta emerged into the entry foyer, a large circular room lined with statues of great saints who had devoted their lives to the Creator. In the center of the room, Emira hung from bonds of Hellfire, the crackling blue flames searing the angel's wrists to the bone. Emira's head hung upon her breast, her short sweat-slick black hair covering her face. Two demons stood at either side of Emira, one snapping a short whip across Emira's back, the second gnawing on her left breast, blood dripping from the deep bite marks surrounding her purple nipple.

Emira slowly raised her head, her bruise covered face brightening in recognition.

"Amynta!"

"Now you will join your slut sister," said Neon, jerking Amynta forward with her leash.

"Not quite," purred Amynta, rising from her crouch, plunging her hands into Neon's back.

"What?" gasped Neon, black blood spurting from his mouth.

Amynta smiled coldly before releasing her Divine Flame. Neon screamed as fire blossomed inside his chest. The red-hot flames exploded from his mouth and eyes, then the fire washed over his body, reducing it to floating ash.

"Angel bitch will die," promised the demon who had been feasting on Emira's tit. The two demons moved apart, trying to divide Amynta's attention.

Amynta simply leveled both arms at the demons and hurled Divine Flame at both. The demons howled in agony, the fire melting their corrupt flesh, the room filling with their nauseating stench. When the demons had been reduced to puddles of steaming gore, Amynta created a glowing white robe over her naked body, her soft, feathered wings stretching out around her.

"Emira!" hissed Amynta while she dispelled her superior's bonds and gently set her on the cool marble floor.

"Amynta, thank the Creator you are safe," smiled Emira weakly.

"Hang on, Emira! I'll Heal you! Then we can try to fight the demons!"

"There are too many, Amynta! Bloodshed is not the answer!"

"Do you just want to surrender?" retorted Amynta sharply.

"No. Ariel is the key. You have to kill her."

"Why?" countered Amynta.

"She is holding the Gate open. If you kill her, the Gate will close, and the demons will be cut off. Our forces will be able to reform and destroy them in their weakened state."

"Very well. Let me Heal you."

"It's too late for me. Find Ariel, kill her...may the Creator forgive us," sighed Emira, closing her heavy eyes, her body transforming into a galaxy of twinkling stars that faded away into nothingness.

Amynta wiped her tear-filled eyes, standing up, firming her resolve to defeat the demon invaders. The angel summoned her Soul Sword, marching towards the stairwell that led to the Chamber of Judgement.

Amynta impaled the last demon guard, her flaming Sword blasting a hole in the monster's torso. The angel walked around the demon's smoking corpse, her face filled with determination as she entered the huge circular room.

A shaft of blinding white light fell from the domed ceiling to the marble chair resting on a raised dais. Anguis stood before the foot of the dais, his hands pressed against a field of crackling blue energy. Red forks of lightning snapped from Anguis' hands, attacking the barrier that blocked his access to the throne. Ariel sat away to the right, moaning softly while two Imps held her in their grip. One Imp crouched between the girl's narrow legs, licking her young cunt with a dripping purple tongue. The second Imp sat on Ariel's left shoulder, his foot claws buried in her flesh, his tongue wiggling as it probed her slack mouth.

"I am impressed with your battle prowess, Amynta," smiled Anguis, turning away from the flashing blue barrier. "Angels aren't known for their ferocity."

"Pride has always been your failing, demon," retorted Amynta. "Leave now before you are forever destroyed!"

"Now who suffers from pride?" chuckled Anguis, nodding towards Ariel. "The girl holds open a Gate to Hell. We are at our full power, while the servants of the Creator are weakened by our glorious Evil. You cannot stand against me. Why not give in? Join us! Some of your sisters have already embraced us, you can experience the pleasures we offer as well."

"The only pleasure I will indulge is seeing you dead!"

"Fool," grinned Anguis, his eyes transforming into two orbs of red flame. The demon lord thrust out his right hand, his fingers elongating into five writhing whips. The tendrils slashed towards Amynta, who severed three with her burning Soul Sword. Anguis grimaced, launching several fireballs from his left hand. Amynta ducked and flew over the sizzling balls of green flame, throwing a lance of Divine Fire with her left hand. The crackling spear impaled Anguis' chest. He screamed in agony, his handsome human face cracking, revealing his true, horrific demonic features.

"Bitch!" roared Anguis, vomiting purple fire from his huge maw. Amynta evaded the powerful blast, the searing violet fire singeing the edges of her wings. The flame tore a jagged hole in the wall of the Chamber, revealing a view of the burning cityscape.

Swallowing, Amynta raised her Soul Sword, her eyes locked on little Ariel's naked body. Amynta dove towards Ariel, her wings propelling her swiftly towards her target.

Anguis stretched forth his left hand's fingers, the digits becoming long, slime covered tentacles. The tendrils wrapped around Amynta's body, the slime burning her flesh like acid. Amynta screamed, her Soul Sword falling from limp fingers, the blade falling apart into tongues of weak flame.

"You are mine," growled Anguis smugly, pulling Amynta's bound body towards him.

A tentacle stuffed itself into Amynta's mouth, squirting black ichor down her throat. The poison weakened Amynta, prevented her from calling upon her angelic powers. Anguis sat Amynta on his wide, titanic lap. He tore open her robe with his black claws, fondling her pale, glowing breasts. The demon lord tilted back Amynta's head, removing the pulsing tentacle from her mouth so he could kiss her soft lips, his tongue lasciviously caressing the interior of her throat. Anguis yanked back on Amynta's long red hair, licking the side of her neck, then biting deep into her angelic flesh, sucking on the rich blood that flowed from the torn vein. Amynta trembled in the demon lord's embrace, her soft wings fluttered weakly, her mouth panted for breath, she felt her soul slowly slip away with her escaping blood.

Ariel opened her eyes, her mind slowly taking in what was happening around her. The Imp on her shoulder leaned over her chest, crushing her small tits in his thin claws. The girl's pussy shivered with her latest orgasm, she moaned while her honey gushed from her pussy, feeding the insatiable Imp perched between her glistening thighs. She watched Amynta vainly struggle in her captor's arms, she witnessed the unbreakable resolve, the refusal to surrender to Evil.

Anguis pulled Amynta's legs apart until the bones creaked. He spread her cunt open with his sharp claws, then rubbed her pussy with a finger of his left hand until her slit was nice and wet. The demon lord caressed Amynta's fuck hole with the tip of his agile cock tentacle, then shoved it roughly into her pussy, spreading the lips wide so it could accept more of his engorged dark grey meat. Amynta groaned with pain, her naked body arching away from her tormentor. Anguis held Amynta on his lap, his huge arms wrapped around her tiny waist. He bent over to lick her heaving tits, his extremely long, purple tongue lapping at her delicate, warm nipples. A musky tentacle wrapped around Amynta's neck, its flesh pulsing against hers as the slime-engorged head slithered into her mouth, gagging her moans of protest.

Ariel watched the demon lord fuck Amynta. She watched the naked woman bob up and down on the demon's crotch, her skin covered in slime and perspiration. Amynta could not help her, no one could. It would be easy to give up, to escape in the pleasures of her body, as her Imp captors licked her tits and nuzzled within her melting cunt. Ariel stared into Amynta's face, at the anguish, the shame. At that moment, Ariel refused to surrender.

The young angel grabbed hold of the horn resting in the center of the tit licking Imp's head. She turned the struggling Imp to face her, then plunged the horn deep into her chest. The pain was sharp and intense, but it faded quickly. A dark fog filled Ariel's vision, but she smiled, she had done her duty.

The Imp jerked its horn out of Ariel's chest, but it was too late, the young angel was dead. Ariel's body exploded into a sphere of glimmering lights, disappearing into the void.

"No!" roared Anguis, his monstrous visage gaping in disbelief.

Amynta felt renewed vitality surge through her body. She smiled grimly, summoning her Soul Sword, impaling it in the unwary demon lord's chest. Anguis howled in pain, his huge arms falling away from Amynta's body. The angel shot up into the air, gliding away from the demon lord just before his body exploded in an expanding cloud of bloody gore. The Imps screamed, shrinking into pools of melted goo without the power of Hell to sustain them.

Amynta cleansed the demon lord's foulness from her body, draping a fresh white robe over her nakedness. Her wings radiant with vitality, Amynta looked out the hole in the wall, smiling as she watched the clouds fall apart, replaced by a bright, sunlit sky. Sounds of renewed fighting rose from the city, the angelic hosts were purifying the city of its corrupt invaders. Grasping the hilt of her burning Soul Sword, Amynta took to the air, eager to help her sisters restore their holy city to its former glory.
 
 

~~~~~~

Fallen Angel: Lost Soul
by PJ
 

The bar was deserted, only Amynta remained, sitting in a booth, nursing her tenth bottle of beer.  The bartender watched the red-head once in awhile to see if she had passed out yet, but she remained slumped on the bench, a burning cigarette dangling from her left hand.

"How the mighty have fallen," chuckled a lean man with short black hair and warm brown eyes.  The leather-clad man slipped onto the bench facing Amynta, joined by a young woman with curly blonde hair and sultry blue eyes.

"Filomina," murmured Amynta, her green eyes burning with anger.

"Hi, dear sister," smirked the former angel, hugging the man sitting beside her.

"Strange place to find an angel," commented the man, slipping a cigarette from his leather jacket and lighting it with a green flame dancing from his right index finger.

"What do you want, demon?" asked Amynta wearily, raising her bottle and taking a long swallow.

The man raised two fingers when the bartender looked his way.  The fat owner soon arrived with two bottles of beer, then left to polish the bar counter.

"You look so sad, I wonder why?" mused the man, sipping his beer.

"Maybe because Heaven still looks like shit," giggled Filomina.

"Shut up you bitch!" hissed Amynta, Divine Fire coiling around her right hand.

"Ladies!  Ladies!  Please, let's be civil for at least a few minutes!"

"You didn't answer my question, Hell Spawn," muttered Amynta after taking a long drag from her dying cigarette.

"Tell her, Adonis," urged Filomina maliciously.

"You haven't been doing a very good job protecting the innocent.  I've corrupted ten souls in the last month alone," bragged the handsome demon, blowing a cloud of smoke Amynta's way.  "I sense that you're not really into your job right now."

"What do you care?" countered Amynta sourly.

"How can I put this?  You're making the game too easy," replied Adonis.  "Humans are weak to begin with, at least with you shaming them there's a little bit of a challenge."

"He's getting bored," supplied Filomina between swallows of beer.

"How can I get you fired up again?  How about this?" suggested Adonis, quickly leaning toward Filomina and whispering into her ear.  Filomina glanced at Amynta and giggled, then slipped down off of the bench and positioned herself between Adonis' leather-clad legs.  The fallen angel unzipped the demon's fly and started sucking loudly on his dick, her deft fingers caressing his balls.

A hint of fire grew in Amynta's jade eyes, but quickly faded.  She put out her cigarette, lit a new one, and took a long drag.

"You're a cold one," smiled Adonis, sighing softly when Filomina sucked his cock deep into
her throat.  "Okay, how about this one?  Your little friend?  Ariel?  She's just been reincarnated into human form, she goes to high school not far from here, it's her freshman year.  How about we have a little contest, see who can lay claim to Ariel's human soul?"

"Ariel's here?" murmured Amynta, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"Yep.  So?  Do you want to play now?" asked Adonis, releasing a cloud of pungent smoke from his mouth.

"You won't Turn her," said Amynta coldly.

"We'll see, bitch.  We'll see," smiled Adonis, his hate-filled eyes matching the angel's gaze.
"Get up from under the table, whore, we're done here."

"See ya around, sis," grinned Filomina, rising to her feet.  She watched Amynta while she licked a drop of the demon's cum from her lip, then she followed him out of the bar.

Amynta stabbed out her cigarette, left money for the beers, and quickly left after the departed Fallen.
*****
 

"Ariel!  Time for school!"

Ariel quickly finished brushing her long, straight, blonde hair, pouted for the mirror, and raced out of her small bedroom, snatching her backpack as she left.  The young girl sped downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed a cinnamon roll dripping with white frosting.

"There's your bus!" announced Ariel's harried mother.

"Bye, Mom!" said Ariel, munching on the warm roll while she sprinted down the hall and out the front door.

Ariel climbed up into the waiting yellow bus and slipped into the closest seat.  A few kids watched Ariel enviously as she ate her roll, their own faces pinched with hunger.  The bus jolted into motion, driving down to the end of the street, then turning into a busy lane toward Clark High.
*****
 

Amynta crouched upon the corner of the roof, the wind tugging at her long, red hair and the tails of her brown trench coat as she watched the teenagers wander into the large, three story high school.  The angel gazed at every child, seeing the balance of good and evil in each.  Amynta couldn't help but see Ariel when the girl hopped off of her bus, her soul shined like a small sun, radiating a warm, golden light.

"Ariel, you're alive," smiled Amynta, tears of joy sliding down her pale cheeks.

The demons were equally easy to see, their souls were pitch black, gleaming like pools of foul oil.  These particular demons were gangers, offering the arriving kids free hits of crack or marijuana.  Amynta sighed with relief when Ariel passed the punks by without a glance, climbing the steps to the open school doors.

"You won't get her," swore Amynta under her breath, taking up a vigil upon the roof.
*****
 

When the other students went to lunch in the cafeteria or outside, Ariel went to the library.  The large room was empty, even the librarian was on a smoking break.  The slim blonde girl went to her favorite section, grabbed a book she hadn't read yet, and walked to an empty table to examine her find.  The book was about angels, one of the few that the library had.  Ariel had read everything about Heaven, Hell, Death, and every religion she could find, she was drawn to the subject matter for some reason she couldn't name.  Ariel reached into her backpack and took out the sandwich her mother had hastily stuffed inside.  The girl nibbled on her lunch while engrossed with her book.

"I never could just sit and read a book, I got bored after five minutes, sometimes less," said Adonis, setting his boots onto the table and leaning back as he lit a cigarette.

"You're not supposed to smoke," warned Ariel, putting away her lunch and preparing to leave the strange man.

"You're not supposed to do a lot of things, but then there wouldn't be anything fun to do," grinned Adonis, his brown eyes twinkling.

Ariel smiled shyly, closing her book.

"Hey, I'm sorry," shrugged Adonis, stabbing out his cigarette.  "My name's Adonis by the way."

"Ariel," replied the young girl.

"Do you come here everyday?"

"Yes."

"Don't you have friends to mess around with?"

"Not really," squirmed Ariel, lowering her eyes.

"I thought that a pretty girl like you would have lots of friends."

"No," grinned Ariel, her face burning.

"Want to get out of here and go see a movie?"

"You're older than me," protested Ariel, keeping her face downcast.

"You have an old soul, Ariel," said Adonis softly.

"I'll get in trouble."

"I won't tell."

Ariel looked up at Adonis.  The man's eyes held her, promising excitement, adventure, and love.

"O..okay."

"That's what I like to hear!  Let's book!"
*****
 

Amynta was on her perch, smoking a cigarette, when she caught sight of the demon leaving with Ariel.

"Bastard!" growled Amynta, flicking away her cigarette, extending her dove white wings, and diving in pursuit of the demon and his catch.
*****
 

Ariel watched with wide eyes during a particulary graphic sex scene, barely breathing while the actors writhed and kissed.  Adonis took a sip from his cup of soda, he could smell the girl's growing arousal, a delicate perfume that wafted from between her small thighs.  The scent excited the demon, made his own cock swell with need.  Adonis placed his left arm around Ariel's thin shoulders, nuzzled her silky blonde hair.

"Stop, please," whispered Ariel, her face red with embarrassment.

"We're in the back, no one will see," purred Adonis, kissing the side of Ariel's neck, his right hand grasping her right knee.

"This is wrong."

"It feels good, doesn't it?" murmured the demon, his hand sliding up Ariel's leg, massaging her thigh.

"Y..yes," admitted the girl with a sigh.

"I'll make you feel really good," promised Adonis, his hand disappearing underneath Ariel's skirt, toward her warm, cotton panties.

"I'm..I'm getting wet," moaned Ariel, tilting her face up to gaze at the handsome man.

"I can feel it.  Just relax and enjoy it," whispered Adonis, his fingers slipping underneath Ariel's panties, stroking her moist, young cunt.

Ariel opened her legs for Adonis, moaning softly when he covered her trembling lips with his mouth and kissed her roughly, his tongue flicking over hers.  The older man's fingers never stopped rubbing, never stopped exploring her virgin sex.  Ariel could feel wetness sliding down her legs, sticky against her hot skin.  Adonis kissed the young girl's throat, his left hand unbuttoning her cream-colored blouse.

Adonis' hand stopped moving inside Ariel's panties.  The girl opened her half-closed eyes and gasped when she saw a fiery-haired woman holding the back of Adonis' neck in a tight grip.

"Pull back your hands slowly," hissed the furious-looking woman.

Adonis withdrew his arm from around Ariel's little shoulders and pulled his right hand out from beneath the girl's skirt.

"You piece of slime, I should kill you right here!"

"You really don't know how to play the game, do you?  It's all about free will, Ariel chose to come with me, she allowed me to feel her up.  See, here is her desire," offered the demon, raising his right hand, his fingers dripping with Ariel's sweet honey.  Adonis placed the wet digits inside his mouth, slowly sucked the girl's cunt juices with relish.

"Ariel, go home," ordered Amynta sharply, her green eyes flaming.

"Adonis?"

"I'll be fine, angel.  See ya soon," smiled the demon, never taking his dark eyes off of Amynta.

Ariel grabbed her backpack and left the dark theater, leaving demon and angel within.

"If you ever touch her again..."

"It's because that's exactly what she wants.  You angels are all a bunch of repressed fucks."

Amynta made a fist with her right hand, Divine Fire began to smolder.

"Do that and I win by default, bitch.  This isn't fire and swords like last time, this is Earth, and here the only weapon we use is this," snapped Adonis, tapping one of his temples.  "If you want to win this little contest, you're going to have to put away your knife and start using your brain, or whatever you harp stringers use."

Amynta released the demon's neck, she slowly backed away from him.  Adonis glared reproachfully at the sullen angel and rubbed his sore flesh.

"Round one's mine, better luck in round two," mocked Adonis, leaving the frowning angel alone in the row of seats, a naked couple grunting together on the big screen.
*****
 
 

Chapter 2

     Several weeks passed.  Ariel never saw Adonis at school, even though she kept a sharp eye
out for him in the library every day during her lunch break.  Ariel's mother, Rebecca, started
working longer and longer hours at her office, sometimes Ariel would go days without ever seeing
her.  Finally, one Monday morning, Rebecca met with Ariel in the kitchen over breakfast.

     "I'm sorry I haven't been around much, honey," smiled Rebecca, kissing Ariel's golden hair.
"I've been worried about leaving you alone, so I hired a woman to look after you and the house
when I'm not here."

     "Mom!  A babysitter!" exclaimed Ariel, making a nasty face.

     "No, a caretaker," corrected Rebecca just as the doorbell chimed.  "Ah!  She's here!"

     Ariel remained upon her stool, nibbling on a piece of buttered toast without tasting it.  She
heard the front door open, and two female voices quickly conversing.  Footsteps approached the
kitchen doorway, and Rebecca returned with a slender red-haired woman trailing behind her.

     "Ariel, this is Amanda, she'll be taking care of things when I'm at work."

     "Hello, Ariel, it's a pleasure to meet you," smiled Amynta warmly.

     "Hi," replied Ariel without enthusiasm, looking away from Amynta, concentrating on the
half-eaten meal before her.

     "Give her time, Amanda.  Ariel is really a very nice young lady," whispered Rebecca,
guiding the angel around the kitchen.

     "I'm sure we'll be great friends," nodded Amynta confidently.

*****

     The ride to school was deathly quiet.  Ariel kept her gaze outside the car, staring blankly out
the passenger window at the passing buildings.  Amynta was at something of a loss, she had never
spoken to a human child before, she never had to.

     "What time do you get out of school?"

     "Four."

     "I'll be waiting for you at the front curb."

     "Fine."

     Amynta slid the car into place in front of the school.  Ariel swiftly unbuckled her seatbelt,
opened the car door, slipped out, and snatched her backpack from the backseat before marching up
the stairs toward the front doors.

     "You're not doing well at all," chuckled Adonis from the backseat, the acrid stench of his lit
cigarette quickly filling the car.

     "I'm surprised you haven't appeared lately," retorted Amynta, leaving the school and
melding into mid-morning traffic.

     "Been busy, I do have several billion other humans to corrupt and tempt into mortal sin,"
grinned the demon from the rear-view mirror.

     "You won't get Ariel."

     "Yes, I heard you the first time.  Getting the nanny job was a nice move, predictable, but
nice."

     "I'm so happy that you approve," glowered Amynta.  "Would you leave now?  You're
stinking up my interior."

     "Sorry," smiled Adonis, stubbing out his cigarette on the backseat's upholstery.  "Bye!"

     "Bastard," growled Amynta, the reek of tobacco thick in the air.
*****

     "Do you smoke?" asked Ariel, making a face as she climbed into the car.

     "No, the guy who cleaned the interior this afternoon did," lied Amynta distastefully, bile
rising in her throat.  "How was school?"

     "Boring."

     Amynta joined the line of cars leaving the school, tapping one nail against the steering
wheel.

     "So, tell me about yourself, Ariel.  Do you like school?  Have lots of friends?"

     "School's okay," shrugged Ariel.  "And no, I don't have friends.  I go to the library a lot."

     "What do you read about?"

     "Angels, devils, the afterlife and stuff."

     Amynta glanced at the young girl, considering.

     "Do angels interest you?"

     "All of it is interesting.  I wonder what it's like to be dead," murmured Ariel, avoiding
Amynta's eyes.

     "You have a long life to live first, Ariel, don't be in a rush."

     "I'm not suicidal, if that's what you're afraid of," smiled Ariel wanly.  "I'm just curious
about the afterlife, what Heaven's like, and Hell."

     "I can't help you find out about Hell, but I've read a lot about angels myself, maybe I could
teach you a few things about them."

     "That would be cool," smiled Ariel, a glow of interest illuminating her eyes.

     "We'll start while I'm making supper," said Amynta, her heart lightening from her success.
*****

     Emerging from her bathroom, drying her wet blonde hair with a fluffy white towel, Ariel
froze when she heard a sharp tapping on her bedroom window.  Throwing the damp towel onto her
bed, Ariel rushed to the window and pushed aside the drapes.

     "Hey, angel," grinned Adonis, crouching on the other side of the glass.

     "What are you doing here?" demanded Ariel, her small chest thumping with excitement and
fear.

     "Want to go dancing?  I know a great club."

     "I'm underage," blushed Ariel, holding her bathrobe shut.

     "Don't worry, I'll take care of that.  What do ya say?"

     "Okay," giggled Ariel.
     The disco was overflowing with people.  Ariel felt uneasy and self-conscious being the
youngest person inside the hot, stuffy room.  Adonis held onto Ariel's left hand tightly, guiding her
deeper into the press of humanity, bodies writhing all around her, the air a mix of cheap cologne and
heady perfume.  Finding a place amidst the chaos, Adonis spun to face Ariel and started to sway to
the beat of the deafening music, his hands sliding down Ariel's sides to rest on her rounded hips.

     "I..I can't dance," admitted Ariel, her breath coming in short gasps.

     "Just move with me, Ariel," smiled Adonis, hugging the girl close, his palms moving from
her hips to her taut buttocks, pressing down upon the fabric of her short, tight, red skirt.

     Demon and girl danced without thought, their bodies touching, molding together.  Adonis
inhaled the scent of Ariel's hair, his right hand slipping underneath her skirt, stroking her inner
thighs.

     "S..stop," panted Ariel, her arms wrapped around the lithe young man.

     "I can't help it, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen," breathed Adonis against
Ariel's neck, his left palm caressing the girl's thigh while his other hand rubbed the soft cotton of her
panties.

     Ariel leaned against Adonis' muscular body, her crotch stroking his as his hand caressed the
back of her panties, fondling her little ass.

     "I want you," purred Adonis, his right index finger slipping into her underwear, teasing her
hot cunt.

     Ariel moaned into Adonis' chest, the roaring music washing over her as her dance partner
entered her pussy with his questing digit.  The young girl hugged Adonis tightly, her pelvis slowly
bucking, the boy's finger sliding deeper and deeper into her vagina.  Men and women continued to
dance around Adonis and Ariel as he licked her neck, his left hand moving underneath her white t-
shirt to squeeze her small right breast.  Ariel could feel her pussy grow warmer, her labia sticky with
rivulets of honey flowing from her young sex.

     "Stop, I want to go home," moaned Ariel, grasping the demon's right wrist and pulling it
away from her skirt.

     "You want it, I know you do, your pussy's so wet," growled Adonis, his dark eyes
smoldering with lust.

     "Not here, not like this," gasped Ariel, smoothing down her skirt and turning to push her
way through the crowd.

     Adonis remained where he stood for a moment, his eyes black with anger.  He raised his
right hand and licked the pussy juice still clinging to his skin, the aroma of the girl's cunt still strong
upon his palm.
*****
Chapter 3

     "Your sister never has sex?" repeated Ariel incredulously.

     "Never," nodded Amynta, her gaze watchful on the road ahead.  "She and I believe that sex
is a very serious thing.  It's enjoyable, but it's also more than just a recreational activity, it's a
powerful expression of love between a man and woman."

     "Wow," murmured Ariel, her eyes wide.

     "You're going to be tempted, more and more as you get older.  You need to ask yourself
when you're with a boy, does he love me, or does he just want to have me?  If you're just listening
to your body you're acting like an animal, you have to listen to your heart too," advised the angel as
she drove the girl to school.

     Ariel kept silent, turning her head to stare out the passenger window.  Satisfied that she had
made her point, Amynta left the girl with her thoughts.

     When lunch time came, Ariel went to the library as usual, sitting in her usual chair and
placing a book in front of her, what it was about she couldn't remember.  She swallowed nervously,
hoping Adonis would appear, yet also wishing that he wouldn't show up to ensnare her with his
charm.

     "I was hoping you'd be here," whispered Adonis in Ariel's right ear, his strong arms
encircling her thin waist in a tight hug.

     Ariel smiled as Adonis rubbed his nose against her neck, the scent of his body arousing her
more than any cologne could.

     "Want to take a ride?"

     Ariel considered for a few seconds, Amynta's warning still fresh in her mind.

     "Yes."
*****

     The wind blasted across Adonis and Ariel as they rocketed down a winding road, the
motorcycle underneath the girl rumbling between her slim legs.  Ariel held Adonis in a death grip,
terrified and exhilarated with each tilt of the bike.  The air pulled sharply on Ariel's golden hair, she
watched the trees to the right whoosh by in a blur.  Adonis glanced over his shoulder, smiling at his
young passenger, her heart pumping against his leather-clad back.  Turning his attention back to the
sharp curves before him, Adonis opened the throttle wide and blasted forward.

     "That was..exciting," grinned Ariel, pressing a palm over her heaving chest.

     "Nothing like riding the edge to feel alive," smiled Adonis, placing his left hand on the small
of Ariel's back and pressing his crotch over hers.

     "Adonis.."

     The demon tilted up Ariel's heart-shaped face and kissed her deeply.  Ariel felt her body
flush with excitement, the blood roaring in her veins as the boy's musky scent enveloped her, his
hand slipping down her waist to cup her right buttock over her pleated gray skirt.

     "We're alone in this glade, you can let yourself go," purred Adonis, his right hand traveling
underneath her fluffy pink sweater to clutch her small, bra-clad left breast.

     Ariel didn't protest when Adonis lifted up the bra-cup and started stroking her soft tit.  She
opened her mouth for the demon's tongue, moaning inside his mouth while his left hand entered
underneath her skirt and tugged down her panties.

     "Wet already?" murmured Adonis, his deft fingers prying between Ariel's small buttocks,
fondling the cunnie that was already sticky with honey.

     Ariel grasped Adonis' strong shoulders, using them to remain upright as the demon probed
her moist pussy, her bare legs weak and trembling with each slow thrust into her virgin slit.  Adonis
rolled Ariel's tiny left nipple between two fingers, making her moan with sensual bliss.

     "I'm taking you all the way," growled Adonis, licking his lips, lowering the compliant girl
onto the soft grass.

     Ariel watched on her back as Adonis gently pried open her legs and finished removing her
damp panties.  Sliding his hands up the girl's limbs, Adonis sent shivers of pleasure up Ariel's thighs
to her trickling cunt.  Placing his mouth over Ariel's, Adonis tongued her while he pulled up her
sweater.  Parting lips with a trail of gleaming saliva, the demon slipped the sweater over Ariel's head
and tossed it aside.  Ariel caressed Adonis' chest as he reached underneath her and unfastened her
white bra.

     "My beautiful angel," smiled Adonis before he placed his head between Ariel's thighs, his
mouth kissing her wet pussy.

     Ariel shuddered in ecstasy as Adonis sucked on her cunt, his agile tongue caressing and
stroking her tiny clit, then dipping into her slick pussy, rolling around her clenching vagina.  Ariel
buried her hands in the demon's dark hair, moaning and twitching, her thighs clamped around
Adonis' skull.  The girl's pelvis thrust upward, she ground her crotch upon Adonis' handsome face.
Adonis reached underneath Ariel and squeezed her little ass as he licked her trembling cunt, his
tongue slithering up and down her gleaming, pink hole.  Sucking intently on Ariel's stiff clitoris,
Adonis inserted two fingers into the young girl's cunnie.

     Ariel had never felt such intense pleasure.  She rolled her small hips, forcing the boy's
fingers deeper into her vagina, which tightened around the probing digits.  Ariel's juices quickly
covered Adonis' hand, he licked the sweet nectar as he pushed his fingers back and forth within the
naked girl's pussy.  Ariel began to buck faster, her breath coming in quick gasps, sweat breaking out
over her face.

     "My pussy's so hot!" moaned Ariel, closing her eyes in ecstasy.

     "That's an orgasm," smiled Adonis, shoving his fingers faster into the girl's squishy cunt, the
smell of her young sex driving him wild.

     Ariel groaned, her body shivering from the incredible warmth exploding between her open
legs, spreading into her belly, tightening around her breasts until her nipples throbbed.

     "You're almost mine," whispered Adonis, unbuckling his leather pants, jerking down his
underwear to free his erect cock.

     Ariel looked down at the boy kneeling between her dripping thighs, her eyes fastening on his
bare prick.  Instead of arousal, the girl felt reluctance.  The fever of lust faded from Ariel's flesh, she
sat up on her hands, struggling for breath.

     "Wait."

     "Huh?  C'mon!  I need you, Ariel!"

     "I..don't want to."

     "Why?"

     "I..I don't love you."

     "So?" frowned Adonis, his palms stroking the girl's smooth legs.

     Ariel pulled away from the boy, snatching her sweater and pulling it back on.  "I don't love
you, and you don't love me."

     "Sure I do, angel," smiled Adonis, his eyes warm and beguiling.

     "No, you just want to have sex with me, I can see it," retorted Ariel, slipping her legs
through her panties.

     "So I get you off and now you just leave me hanging?  That's fair!"

     "I'm sorry.  Will you take me back to school or should I just walk?"

     "I'll take you back," growled Adonis, closing his pants violently.
*****

     Amynta peeked into Ariel's bedroom, relieved to see the girl sleeping peacefully underneath
the covers.  Closing the door quietly, the angel went downstairs to do some polishing until the girl's
mother returned from work.

     Adonis set his boots upon the coffee table, a cigarette smoldering between his dark lips.

     "I'll be leaving," said the demon stiffly.

     "Give up already?" smiled Amynta coldly.

     "You did a good job with her in the short time you had.  She would have been mine if you
hadn't interfered."

     "Sounds like you should cut your losses and move on to those other billions you're working
on."

     "I intend to, but don't think your little angel's safe.  She has an entire lifetime to fail.  I
couldn't take her down, but another might have better luck," grinned the dark-eyed demon.

     "I won your little contest, get out," said Amynta acidly.

     "Won?  Hardly," laughed Adonis, teleporting in a cloud of reeking smoke.

     Amynta dispelled the foul smoke and tobacco fumes with a wave of a graceful hand.  She
considered the demon's words, then began polishing the furniture.
*****

Chapter 4

Four Years Later...

     Ariel pushed the dorm room door open with her left shoulder, both of her hands burdened
with suitcases.  The young woman stood in the doorway and took a moment to examine her new
home.  The dorm room was spacious, with two twin beds, a window on the far wall between them,
matching desks on opposite sides of the room, and large, folding door closets set in the right and left-
hand walls.

     Ariel walked deeper into the room to make space for Amynta, who was carrying two more
suitcases of Ariel's things.

     "How do you like it?" asked the disguised angel, setting one case on the floor and opening
the second to take out clean sheets for the unmade bed.

     "It's better than I'd pictured," admitted Ariel with a shrug, setting down her suitcases.  "I
wonder where my roommate is?"

     "I'm sure she'll find her way here soon," replied Amynta, smoothing down a pink sheet.

     "Thanks for helping me move in," smiled Ariel.

     "I'm sorry your mother couldn't be here with you, but I'm glad you let me come, I'm going
to miss you."

     "I'm gonna miss you too, Amanda!  You've been like a second mom to me," sniffled Ariel,
opening her arms to give Amynta a hug.

     Amynta clasped her arms around the beautiful young lady, wishing that time had not passed
so quickly.

     "Do you want some more help?"

     "No, you go back home.  Mom needs you."

     "Good luck, Ariel.  Be good."

     "I will," grinned Ariel, wiping tears from underneath her eyes, then giving Amynta one more
good-bye hug.
*****

     Ariel was just finishing the installation of her computer on her study desk when the door
burst open.  Ariel straightened, a little frightened and curious as a lithe girl with wild blonde hair
dropped a pair of stuffed bags and gazed around.

     "Better than home," grinned the girl, placing a cigarette between her moist, red lips and
lighting it.

     "Could you do that outside?  I don't smoke," said Ariel.

     "Sorry, my name's Filomina," grinned the blonde as she took several long-legged strides to
the dorm window, opened it, and blew a mouthful of smoke into the late afternoon air.

     "I haven't heard that name before."

     "It's an old name," replied Filomina, looking Ariel up and down while she took drags on her
smoldering cigarette.

     Inexplicably disturbed by Filomina's frank stare, Ariel sat back down at her desk and booted
up her computer.

     "There's a party at a sorority tonight, wanna come?"

     "I don't know, I just got here, this is my first night in a dorm."

     "Mine too!  C'mon! You'll meet some girls, make some new friends!"

     "I guess," grinned Ariel, infected with her roommate's enthusiasm.
*****

     The party was already in full swing when Filomina and Ariel arrived.  Loud music shook the
walls of the sorority house, everyone had beers in hand, some had clear plastic cups of more
intoxicating refreshment.  Filomina was dressed in skin-tight, black latex pants and a red latex halter
that was so clinging the girl's large nipples made impressions in the slick material.  Ariel had
dressed more sedately in a pink blouse, cherry red skirt, and white stockings.

     "Glad you could make it, F!" smiled a tall brunette warmly, her brown eyes admiring the
blonde girl's garb.  The young woman handed Filomina a plastic cup filled with vodka.  Filomina
took a big swallow, shivering as the alcohol spread through her.

     "Tishara, this is my new friend Ariel!" hiccuped Filomina, draping an arm across Ariel's
shoulders.

     "Pleased to meet you, Ariel," purred Tishara with a sensual smile.

     "Uh, hi!" grinned Ariel uneasily, aware of Filomina's hand fondling her shoulder.

     "Let me get you a drink, Ariel.  What would you like?  Beer?  Vodka?  Scotch?"

     "A beer would be fine."

     "Coming up!" said Tishara, retreating into the crowded living room of the house, where girls
danced, laughed, and drank.

     "Let's see what's going on out back!" suggested Filomina, taking Ariel's hand and leading
her through the large sorority house.

     The back yard was very large, with a stone patio framing an enormous pool.  Sorority girls
frolicked in the water, wearing skimpy bikinis or nothing at all.  Ariel blushed and turned quickly
away when she spied two naked girls near the edge of the pool kissing and stroking each other, a
small audience watching and savoring their drinks.

     "Want to take a dip?" asked Filomina mischievously, noticing Ariel's discomfort.

     "No, let's go back inside."

     "Okay."

     The two girls returned to the sorority house's brightly lit halls.  The music had died down to
a slow, romantic beat.  Ariel walked to the living room doorway, freezing when she saw what was
going on inside.

     The lights had been turned off and dozens of sweet-smelling candles had been lit.  Girls
danced together slowly, holding each other tightly, kissing, petting, caressing.

     "Here's your drink, Ariel," said Tishara, emerging from the bystanders, offering Ariel an
open beer bottle.

     "Is everyone here a lesbian?" asked Ariel softly, sipping from her bottle.

     "Yes, it's a lesbian sorority," admitted Filomina with a giggle.

     "See anything you like?" inquired Tishara with an elegant wave of her arm.

     "I think I better go."

     "You just got here," pouted Tishara.  "I was hoping you would dance with me."

     "I'm not like them, that's wrong," slurred Ariel, her eyelids growing heavy.

     "You bad girl," admonished Filomina playfully, slapping Tishara's shapely butt.

     "I like her," grinned Tishara wickedly, grasping Ariel's limp hand and pulling her into the
crowded living room.

     Ariel stumbled into Tishara, her mind in a fog.  Tishara placed an arm around Ariel's small
waist, rubbing their bodies together.

     "Does that feel nice?" whispered Tishara into Ariel's ear as their breasts pressed close.

     "Yes," murmured Ariel, her hands clutching Tishara's shoulders while the tall brunette
lowered her palms onto Ariel's taut buttocks, raising the girl's skirt to fondle her panties.

     "Please..," gasped Ariel, her eyes half-closed, her lips trembling as Tishara slipped a finger
into the drunk girl's panties and stroked the crack of her ass.

     Tishara swayed against Ariel, her right hand stuffed in the young woman's panties while her
left hand began unbuttoning Ariel's blouse.

     Filomina watched with interest, sipping her drink, a hand moving between her latex-clad
thighs.

     As Ariel rested her cheek upon Tishara's warm bosom, the raven-haired woman pried open
the girl's blouse.  Ariel moaned softly as Tishara pulled down the bra-cup covering her right tit.
Bending down, Tishara started sucking on Ariel's bare breast, a moist tongue stroking Ariel's nipple
until it stiffened with excitement.  Ariel panted softly, sweat beading over her flushed face.  Slowly,
hesitantly, Ariel slid a hand down into Tishara's hot pants, feeling the warmth of the woman's crotch
upon her fingers.

     "Ummm, that feels good, Ariel," whispered Tishara into the girl's ear before she licked it
wantonly.

     Tishara rolled her hips, grinding her sex upon Ariel's small hand, her juices quickly
covering the girl's caressing fingers.  Ariel bit her lower lip, her hand sticky with another woman's
honey, the musky smell of Tishara's aroused pussy thick in the hot air.  Ariel's legs shook with
weakness when she felt Tishara's index finger slip up into her cunt, wriggling deep inside her damp
hole.

     "You're so tight, Ariel!  I can't wait to bury my mouth in your cunnie!" smiled Tishara, lust
inflaming her beautiful face.

     The drug-laced beer's fog suddenly vanished.  Ariel gasped sharply, jerking her hand out of
Tishara's snug pants.

     "What's wrong?" frowned the gorgeous brunette.

     Ariel held her unbuttoned blouse shut.  Holding back a flood of tears, the golden-maned girl
fled the sorority house, girls hurling jeers at her back.

     "The drug shouldn't have worn off so soon," said Tishara, leaning next to Filomina and
squeezing the blonde demon's small, round ass.

     "The Grace in her body diluted the drug," replied Filomina, finishing her vodka in one
swallow.  "Innocent little Ariel is going to be a challenge."
*****

Chapter 5

     Ariel woke up with a throbbing headache.  She pressed a palm against her forehead,
moaning softly with her eyes squeezed shut.

     "Morning, Sleepy Head," greeted Filomina from her side of the dorm room.

     Ariel pried her eyes open and turned her head toward her cheerful roommate.  The girl
gasped and quickly jerked her eyes away, but not before catching a glimpse of Filomina naked, the
blonde's slim body dripping from the shower, her thick bush of golden pubic hair attracting Ariel's
gaze.

     "Could you put a robe or something on?" demanded Ariel, her face hot with embarrassment.

     Filomina laughed, followed by a rustle of cloth.

     "I'm presentable now, Ariel."

     Ariel climbed out of bed and warily glanced at Filomina.  The blonde girl had slipped into a
red silk robe that just barely covered her crotch; the front was partially open, offering a generous
view of her golden-brown cleavage.

     "Warn me next time before you take me to a place like that..sorority," snapped Ariel,
gathering clean towels and soap for her trip to the bathroom.

     "Ariel, I'm sorry.  I didn't know you were so conservative.  I hang out with a wild crowd so
I didn't think twice about you when I offered to take you to that party.  I was thoughtless, and I
apologize."

     "That's okay.  Just warn me next time," replied Ariel, mollified with Filomina's apology.

     "It's Saturday, what do you have planned today?" inquired Filomina, opening one of her
satchel bags to get a pair of clean underwear.

     "I want to check out the campus library."

     "Hmm, have fun then."
*****

     Arms filled with books, Ariel shifted them to the crook of her left arm so she could search
her jeans' pocket for her room key.  Unlocking the door, Ariel shouldered her way inside, and froze.

     The dorm room was utterly dark except for a ring of black candles around Filomina's bed.
Marilyn Manson and Rob Zombie posters covered the walls on the blonde girl's side of the room,
shimmering black silk sheets covered the small bed.

     Ariel ignored the left side of the room and walked to her desk, setting her books down.  A
few rooms down the hall thundering rock music played, Ariel ground her teeth together in irritation.

     Filomina stumbled into the room, dressed in a black lace corset, garters, and sleek black
hose.  She was bathed in sweat, her breasts quivered in the tight corset that barely contained them.

     "Hey, you made it back!" panted Filomina, going to her mini-fridge for a cold beer.  She
gulped the beer down, reaching back with her free hand to adjust the black thong nestled in the crack
of her gleaming ass.

     "Were you in that room that's making all the noise?"

     "Yeah, one of the girls is giving a little party," grinned Filomina, wiping perspiration from
her face.  "You wanna join in?"

     "No, I just want to read quietly.  Could you tell your friend to turn the music down?"

     "You need to relax a little, Ariel.  Classes haven't even started yet and you're already
reading stuff."

     "I like to read."

     "Okay, we'll keep it down.  Enjoy your books," said Filomina with a toss of damp gold hair,
taking her beer and leaving the room.

     Ariel waited a few moments before sitting at her desk and opening a book about near death
experiences.  She tried to focus on the words, but she could still hear the music next door, not as
loud, but still audible.  Ariel did her best to concentrate, unfortunately the text continued to slip
away from her.  Slamming the book shut, Ariel stood up and ran a hand through her curly blonde
hair.  Sighing, Ariel looked at Filomina's space, the fat black candles filling the room with a strong,
spicy aroma, the silk sheets gleaming like oil in the soft, golden light.  Ariel looked away, retrieved
her toothbrush, and went to the bathroom to clean up before bed.

     With her teeth brushed, Ariel took off her clothes and put on an oversized white sleeping
shirt.  Dressed only in the shirt and her white cotton panties, Ariel threw open the covers of her bed.
The girl glanced back at Filomina's bed, the soft, smooth silk beckoned to her.  Checking the
hallway to make sure her roommate wasn't coming back, Ariel closed and locked the door, then
approached the black silk adorned bed.  Ariel slid onto the small bed, shivering with pleasure as the
warm silk caressed her bare legs and palms.  Ariel sat with legs outstretched, her hands stroking the
sleek black material.  The blonde girl placed her head on the large pillow, rubbing the sheets with
her feet, scratching the fabric with the tips of her fingers.

     Rubbing her right cheek against the slick silk pillowcase, Ariel noticed a leather bag on the
right side of the bed, out of easy sight.  Curious, Ariel rolled onto her side and reached down to open
the worn bag.  Ariel's eyes widened when she discovered the assortment of dildos, handcuffs and
manacles, and jars of ointment stuffed in the leather bag.  Glancing quickly over her left shoulder,
Ariel tentatively reached into the bag and took out a blue bottle of oil.  Sitting up, Ariel pried out the
stopper and sniffed inside, the oil was sweet, like honey.  Pouring a dollop of oil into her right palm,
Ariel placed the closed bottle on the bed and began rubbing the oil over her legs.  The slick oil was
warm against Ariel's flesh, she moaned softly with pleasure as she spread the oil all over her legs,
raising up her shirt so she could apply the ointment to her upper thighs.  Unbuttoning her white shirt,
Ariel slipped it off so she could spread the sweet oil over her stomach and breasts.  Ariel laid back
onto the bed, closing her eyes in ecstasy as she rubbed the warm oil over her nipples, the little nubs
hardening when her dripping fingers touched them.  Ariel slipped her hands across her throat, then
placed an index finger over her lips, licking the wet digit with the tip of her tongue.  Not caring if
Filomina came in, Ariel rubbed her palms down her belly and slid them underneath her panties, the
touch of the warm oil making her damp pussy shiver.

     Tugging down her panties, Ariel opened the oil bottle and poured more ointment across her
belly and between her open legs.  Spreading the gleaming liquid upon her hot skin, Ariel massaged
the oil into her cunt, moaning loudly when the oil dripped into her aching vagina.  Biting her lower
lip, Ariel rubbed up and down her pussy with her right hand, her swollen clit covered in sweet oil,
her fingers disappearing into the pink folds of her young sex.  As she fingered her pussy harder and
harder, Ariel grasped her oil-drenched left breast, gently twisting her erect nipple while tides of
erotic pleasure washed over her gleaming cunt and inner thighs.

     The naked girl gave her nipple a savage twist when the orgasm struck, her graceful back
arching as vaginal honey squirted from her clenching cunt, staining the black silk sheets.  Exhausted,
Ariel fell instantly asleep, not caring that she lay in her roommate's bed.

     Around five in the morning, Filomina returned from the party, her black thong panties gone,
her corset torn open, allowing her flushed, sweat and cum stained tits to cool.  The demon smiled
when she found Ariel sleeping naked upon her bed, the room filled with the smell of Ariel's pussy.
Taking off the remains of her ruined corset, Filomina slid onto the bed behind Ariel, draping one
black stocking-covered leg over the sleeping girl's, her right arm wrapping around Ariel's small
waist.  Nuzzling Ariel's musky hair, Filomina held the nude girl possessively until she fell asleep.
*****

Chapter 6

     Ariel awoke to find herself nestled in Filomina's arms.  The girl gently disengaged herself
from the sleeping blonde and backed away from the disheveled bed, her breathing quick and harsh,
shame twisting inside her bare belly painfully.  Staying only long enough to grab a towel and soap,
Ariel fled the dorm room that still faintly reeked of her cum.

     Luckily the bathroom was empty.  Ariel closed and locked the door before dropping her robe
and climbing into the shower stall.  The water was cold at first, but it quickly became almost
scalding hot.  Ariel welcomed the searing water, she placed her head under the downpour, letting the
steaming shower wash the sweat from her golden hair.  The naked girl slowly twirled in the stall,
making sure the hot water scoured every pore of skin, removing the memory of Filomina's repulsive
touch.

     When the water began to cool, Ariel left the stall, dried off, and replaced her robe.  Returning
to her dorm room, she found Filomina standing naked in front of her open closet, pondering her
wardrobe.

     "Hungry, Ariel?  I was thinking about hot, buttered rolls and coffee, sound good?"

     "Just tell me, did we..have sex?"

     "You don't remember?  You're doing wonders for my self-esteem!"

     "Did we have sex?"

     "No.  I found you sleeping in my bed when I got back from the party.  From the look and
smell of things, you had a nice little party all by yourself.  I just climbed in with you and fell
asleep."

     Ariel covered her face with her hair to veil the bright red flush spreading across her young
features.

     "I'm..I'm sorry I slept in your bed, it won't happen again."

     "Hey, I'm happy for you!  You're finally starting to loosen up a bit!" grinned Filomina as
she slipped into a short black skirt that hugged her curvaceous hips.

     Ariel sat on the edge of her own bed and idly watched Filomina tug down a red halter,
combing out her long, blonde hair so it fell across her shoulders.  The beautiful demon girl picked a
pair of polished black high-heels and slipped them over her small feet.

     "I'll go get breakfast, be back in a jiff!" smiled Filomina on her way out the door.

     Ariel stood up and padded over to her study desk.  She picked up the small silver cross
necklace she always wore and held it before her eyes, the cross shining with reflected sunlight.
Opening the front of her robe, Ariel clasped the necklace around her slender throat, the cross resting
between her pale breasts.
*****

     Mass was torture for Ariel.  She sat pensively in her pew, legs squeezed together, hands
fidgeting upon her lap.  When the service was over, the girl practically pushed her way out of the
small campus church, the sunlight warming her skin as she walked over the grounds, students
playing, eating, or studying in the late morning light.  Out of habit, Ariel went to the campus library,
her refuge.  She picked out a book about Church myths and placed it on a table before her, but she
couldn't open it, her mind kept returning to Filomina, remembering the sensation of the girl's warm
arms around her, their bodies pressed closely together.  Ariel closed her eyes tightly, tears sliding
slowly down her smooth cheeks.
*****
 

     The sun was beginning its descent below the horizon when Ariel returned to her dorm room.
She wasn't surprised to find Filomina and Tishara laying together on the blonde girl's bed, Tishara
squeezing Filomina's skirt-clad ass, Filomina kissing Tishara's slim neck.

     "How long is she going to be here, Filomina?" asked Ariel wearily.

     "A while," giggled Filomina, with a lick up Tishara's throat.

     "You can stay, Ariel," purred Tishara, rolling onto her back, her large breasts tan and
creamy.

     "We'll use your favorite oil if you want," smiled Filomina with lust-filled eyes, her tongue
flicking across Tishara's brown left nipple.

     At that instant, an incredible yearning filled Ariel.  She watched the two young women
writhe against each other, their graceful hands slipping across each other's nubile bodies.

     Ariel leaned back against the door until it clicked shut.  Twisting the lock, Ariel threw off
her sneakers before unfastening and removing her jeans.  Ariel walked towards the bed where
Filomina was stroking Tishara's crotch, her right hand working between the dark-haired girl's long
legs.  Tishara was panting softly, her bare tits quivering as she watched Ariel undress.  Unclasping
her bra, Ariel tossed it onto her bed before she tugged down her white panties.

     "She's already wet," smiled Tishara, her eyes locked on Ariel's naked cunt.

     "Lay between us, Ariel, we'll make you feel so good," moaned Filomina, cupping Tishara's
pliant right breast with her honey-coated fingers.

     Lust burned through Ariel's slim body.  She obediently climbed onto the bed between
Filomina and Tishara, their bodies enfolding hers with a pleasant, sensual warmth.  Tishara leaned
against Ariel, caressing the girl's face, then kissing her softly on the lips.  Filomina took Ariel's right
hand and placed it underneath her short skirt so the girl could feel her bare pussy.  Ariel moaned
softly inside Tishara's mouth, her fingers stroking Filomina's thick pubic hair.  Filomina began
sucking Ariel's right nipple, her lips tugging on Ariel's pert tit.  Ariel moaned louder when Tishara
joined Filomina, placing her mouth on Ariel's left breast and licking her throbbing nipple.  Ariel's
breasts ached with ecstasy, she watched with lust-fogged eyes as the two women devoured her young
tits, their drool sliding down her tit mounds and through her cleavage onto her clenched stomach.

     "Which end do you want?" asked Filomina, biting her lower lip as Ariel massaged her moist
pussy with gentle fingers.

     "The bottom," smiled Tishara wantonly, shifting on the bed so she lay between Ariel's legs,
her stomach resting on the mattress.  Holding Ariel's bare legs open, Tishara lowered her face and
started licking Ariel's wet cunnie, making Ariel shudder with pleasure.  Filomina rested against
Ariel, tugging on the girl's saliva-coated nipple, observing Ariel's expressions as Tishara sucked on
her tiny clit.

     "It feels good, doesn't it?"

     "Y..yes," shivered Ariel, her eyes squeezed shut, her pelvis jerking while Tishara slurped
within her glistening slit.

     "You don't have to deny yourself," whispered the demon in Ariel's ear, grasping the girl's
cross and jerking it off of her neck.  Tossing the broken necklace away, Filomina slid her tongue
over Ariel's right cheek, briefly tasted the girl's sweet lips.  "Let it all go, give yourself to the
pleasure."

     Ariel kissed Filomina, opening her mouth so the demon could massage her tongue.  Filomina
sucked hard upon Ariel's mouth, her hand caressing each of the girl's yielding breasts.  Ariel's pussy
was melting within Tishara's nuzzling lips, her tongue dipping deep into Ariel's sex, bringing forth a
torrent of vaginal honey.

     Filomina straddled Ariel's chest, the girl's tits cushioning her thighs.

     "You're almost free, Ariel.  Taste my pussy, drink my nectar and you will be mine forever."

     Ariel stared at Filomina's hairy cunt.  The pink labia lips trembled, dripping beads of fluid
with a scent that made Ariel want to drink every drop.  Ariel licked her lips as Filomina brought her
crotch closer, the smell inflaming the girl's lust even more.  Tishara slid her hands up and down
Ariel's thighs, she never stopped licking Ariel's cunt, stroking her swollen clit until Ariel almost
exploded from the tension building within her vagina.

     "Taste my pussy, see how moist it is," urged Filomina, her golden hair a chaotic cloud
around her head, her breasts pumping with excitement and anticipation.

     Ariel began to open her mouth, her tongue stretching to touch Filomina's drooling hole.
Suddenly, the musk of Filomina's cunt overpowered Ariel's nostrils, repelling instead of tempting.

     "Get off!  Get off of me!" shouted Ariel, twisting and struggling under the naked demon.

     "What's wrong?" asked Tishara, her lips wet with Ariel's honey.

     Filomina lifted her right leg so Ariel could slide away.  Barely constrained rage illuminated
the demon's beautiful face.

     "I was wrong!  This is wrong!" exclaimed Ariel, snatching her discarded cross from the
carpet.  "I won't be your roommate anymore!  I'm leaving!"

     Filomina fumed but did nothing as Ariel dressed, stuffed some clothes into a bag, and swept
out the door.  Tishara knelt up on the silk-covered bed, her tits gleaming in the soft light.

     "Want me to go after her?"

     "No.  She won't break.  Let her go," growled Filomina, her eyes blazing.
*****

     Ariel had to skip the first day of classes to move into a new dorm room.  Luckily a girl had
volunteered to take Ariel in on such short notice...

     "Thanks for letting me move in, my last roommate was too wild for me," grinned Ariel as
she hung up a blouse in the closet.

     "It's okay, glad I could help you out," smiled the red-haired young woman, handing Ariel
another blouse on a hanger.

     "Damn!  I was so caught up with getting out of my old room I forgot to ask your name!  I'm
sorry!"

     "Don't be.  My name's Amynta."

     "That's not a very common name, kinda like my old roommate's."

     "It's a very old name," smiled the angel, her eyes twinkling.

The End.