Drag Me To Hell

chapter 2 , Beauty Restored

she Traced each inch of his d**k with her finger making him to roll his eyes up ward, "do you mind studying with me " he nodded

"I need your answer, speak" she commanded With a sweet voice

"yes I would love to " by that time he was already sweating, kecy put all his d**k inside of her mouth and a groan escape from him

She sucked him so hard, she began to feel his quilt. Pouring into her, pure and untainted

"I should be studying, what if mom find out " his conscience clashed

The more he felt quilty the more refreshing kecy felt and she loved it

She sucked him hard, that he sperm out

"how are you feeling, hope you are learning . Have you ever sucked a girl p***y before "

He dropped his head down too shy to look up at her

"I don't have a girlfriend yet "

Kecy nodded she gave him a seductive smile

"I will teach you "

She went to the bed lying flat her legs wide open, her p***y wet and seeking for his attention ,

"use your tongue and I will guide you" He obeyed, using his tongue to suck her p***y, when his lips touch her p***y kecy arch her p***y closer to him

The night air was filled with the sound of rustling clothes and whispered moans as Kecy took what she needed from the stranger. Her beauty began to glow brighter, her powers surging as she fed on his desire.

But as the night wore on, Kecy felt a strange sensation, a flutter in her chest that she couldn't explain. It was a feeling she hadn't felt in centuries, a feeling that made her question her true desires...she wanted more of it ,she need to find more soul

Kecy lay in the shadows, her body sated, her beauty restored.The stranger lay beside her, his chest rising and falling with each breath. She felt a pang of... something, a twinge of guilt perhaps, but she pushed it aside.

This was what she was, what she had been for centuries. A succubus, a seductress, a feeder on the souls of men. She had no room for emotions, no room for weakness.

Kecy stood up, smoothing her dress as she gazed down at the stranger. He was handsome, in a mortal sort of way. But he was nothing more than a meal, a means to an end.

As she turned to leave, her eyes caught on a piece of paper on the ground. A note, scribbled in haste. "Meet me at the old windmill at midnight.

She knew only one person will do that

Suddenly, the night didn't feel so dark, the shadows hiding secrets and surprises. Kecy smiled to herself, intrigued. The game was afoot, and she was ready to play.

Kecy got to they place were, she was asked to come, to the old windmill, .

As she approached the windmill, she could feel a strange energy emanating from within. It was a mix of magic and something else, something familiar...

She pushed open the creaky door and stepped inside. The windmill was dark, except for a single candle burning in the center of the room. The flame cast eerie shadows on the walls as a figure emerged from the darkness.

"Kecy," the figure said, its voice low and smooth.

Kecy turned and look at the direction only to find Ethan the demon Lord, each colony have, a demon who rules over them called the, demon Lord

"I never expected it to be you, you were never into this, kind of game as far as I remember senior" she bowed in respect

"some one will like to see you " he spoke coldly giving the air of seniority

"Ethan, enough," a smooth, raspy voice echoed through the windmill. "Bring her to me."

The candle flame flickered, casting an eerie glow on Ethan's face. He nodded, his eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. "As you wish, master..."

The windmill doors creaked open, revealing a dark figure standing in the doorway. Kecy's heart sank as the figure stepped forward, its presence radiating power and evil...

The Devil himself smiled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Welcome, Kecy. I've been waiting for you... "

The windmill fell silent, the only was sound the soft creaking of the old wooden beams. Ethan stepped aside, revealing the dark figure