This choice: Lisa forces Jared to worship her feet. Her smelly feet. • Go Back...Chapter #4Lisa forces Jared to worship her feet. Her sme... by: Carl   Lisa glanced at her invisible student and said, "Now watch closely, Laura. This is where the real fun begins. The deal was for one night with me, on my rules and my pleasures. And Jared, you are going to give me everything I crave before I drag that pathetic soul to hell."
Jared's haze shattered as Lisa's form shimmered. Her flawless glamour melted away. In its place stood a towering crimson-skinned succubus. Horns curled from her forehead. Bat-like wings unfurled with a leathery snap. A whip-thin tail lashed the air. Her breasts remained enormous and heaved with each predatory breath. Now they glistened with infernal sweat. Her eyes glowed like molten gold. Her smile revealed sharp fang-like teeth.
"What the fuck?" Jared stammered. He scrambled back on the couch. His spent cock shriveled in terror. The room suddenly smelled of sulfur and something fouler. The odor was rank and musky like unwashed flesh left to rot in a swamp.
Lisa's laugh rumbled gutturally. "Aw, poor baby. You thought you would get a pretty little blowjob and a ride on these tits?" She cupped her massive breasts and squeezed until black ichor oozed from her nipples. "No. You said anything. And I have been watching you, Jared. I know what you hate."
With a flick of her tail she kicked off the illusion of her pristine bare feet. She revealed the truth. Her feet were grotesque. Long clawed toes appeared caked in grime. Yellowed nails cracked and jagged. The soles blistered and peeled. But the smell hit him like a blow. It was a nauseating cocktail of aged cheese, vinegar, and rotting fish. Demonic magic amplified it a hundredfold. The stench filled the room thick and cloying. Jared's eyes watered. His stomach churned.
"On your knees, worm," Lisa snarled. Her voice layered with demonic echo. She planted one massive foot on the coffee table. The impact cracked the wood. "You are going to worship these feet. Lick them clean. Suck every toe until I am satisfied. And if you gag or hesitate, I will make this night last an eternity."
Jared shook his head violently. Tears streamed down his face. "No! Please, I can't! They smell like death! I'll do anything else. Fuck you, suck your tits, whatever! Just not that!"
Lisa's tail whipped out and coiled around his throat like a living noose. She yanked him forward until his face hovered inches from her reeking sole. Heat radiated unbearably. The odor crawled into his sinuses and branded his brain. Chunks of filth clung to the wrinkles of her skin. Flecks looked like dried pus and toe jam.
"Breathe it in," Lisa commanded. She ground her foot into his face. "That is the scent of your damnation. Every mortal filth you despise, magnified for your torment."
Jared gagged instantly. His body convulsed as the stench invaded him. It was sour and tangy with an undercurrent of sickly sweet spoiled milk. Laura watched horrified yet transfixed as Lisa's magic took hold. Tendrils of shadow snaked into Jared's nostrils and bound his will. His eyes glazed over. Pupils dilated with unnatural lust.
Lisa turned her glowing eyes to the empty air where Laura hovered invisible. "Enough teasing. It is your turn, apprentice. Finish him. Make him beg for my feet, then break him completely. Show me you have learned."
Laura's form flickered into visibility. She appeared as a younger succubus with hesitant wings and wide fearful eyes. Her skin shimmered pale rose. Small horns barely sprouted. She stepped forward trembling.
"Mistress, I... I am not ready," Laura whispered.
Lisa's tail released Jared and lashed toward Laura. It wrapped gently but firmly around her waist and pulled her close. "You are ready when I say you are. Take my place. Force his worship. Use what he hates most. And when he submits fully, claim the soul. Do it, or join him in the pit."
Jared stared up at the new demon. Confusion mixed with his terror. Laura knelt before him. She lifted one of Lisa's filthy feet and pressed it to Jared's lips. The smell assaulted him anew. His body shuddered.
"Please," he whimpered. "Not you too."
Laura steeled herself. Lisa's lessons echoed in her mind. She pushed the clawed toes against his mouth. "Open," she commanded. Her voice shook at first but grew firmer. "Lick. Taste what you sold your soul to avoid."
Jared resisted. Laura's tail, thinner and less practiced, snaked around his neck. She squeezed until his jaw parted. The big toe slid in. The taste exploded: salty, bitter, slimy like rancid butter. He retched. Laura held firm and forced another toe inside.
"Deeper," she ordered. Her confidence built with each gag. "Clean between them. Swallow every bit of filth."
Lisa watched with approval. She lounged back and stroked her breasts. "Good girl. Now make him love it. Twist his mind until he craves the stench."
Laura channeled her budding power. Shadows pulsed from her hands into Jared's head. His gagging slowed. His tongue moved on its own. He sucked harder. The foul taste became addictive under her spell. His cock hardened again despite the horror.
"Tell her," Lisa purred. "Tell my apprentice how perfect her feet are."
Jared mumbled around the toes. His voice broke with shame and enchantment. "So smelly... so perfect... please more, Mistress Laura..."
Laura's eyes widened at the title. Power surged through her. She shoved the entire foot forward until he choked. Blisters burst on his tongue. Pus mixed with his saliva. She ground the heel across his face and smeared sweat and dirt.
"Swallow it all," she demanded. Her voice rang with authority now. "Worship properly, and maybe I will let you cum before hell claims you."
Jared lapped frantically. He delved into every crevice and scooped out blackened gunk. The room reeked of his submission. Laura felt the soul tether form between them, glowing and ready.
Lisa nodded. "Finish it."
Laura placed both feet on Jared's face. She smothered him in the stench. "Cum for your damnation," she whispered. Her tail stroked his cock once. He exploded in humiliated ecstasy. The moment his seed spilled, the tether snapped taut. His soul tore free in a scream of light.
Laura rose. The soul orb hovered in her palm, pulsing weakly. Jared collapsed lifeless. His eyes stared vacant at the ceiling.
Lisa embraced her apprentice. "Well done. The choose your prey next time, you will do so alone and prove yourself."
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