Daemonic Delights.
Chapter Two.
As she stripped off her smart white blouse to reveal a white bra, containing a pair of quivering medium breasts that shook delightfully as she dropped the blouse and then unzippered her skirt. Egin regarded her with interest as she dropped the skirt to reveal white panties and matching suspender set, and stockings. Egin was delighted at the vision before him and whispered to her, the dark words that had ensnared so many lovely women before her. She shuddered as his words snaked into her mind.
"Ah my dear Gina, so overlooked by management, aren't you? How the hotel's general manager has promoted his friends, and now consigned to the night manager position. How that must grate upon you," Egin read her resentments, desires and frustrations in the lines of her face, and the iridescent glow of her aura.
"Yes," Gina whispered, she thought of all of the times, that Gareth Morecambe had overlooked her, ignored her accomplishments and even taken credit for her work, with demanding clients. But worst of all, Morecambe even suggested the only way she would ascend to the dizzy heights of full management was if she slept with him. With that thought, Egin saw the anger flare up like a firework, her aura was ablaze now. Egin turned her round to look upon the women, cavorting on the bed,
"Each of these women has been ignored, cheated upon and frustrated by men and women. They want some measure of revenge; they need a vengeance and I have agreed to give it to them. I will grant them words that could make someone fall in love with them, ease someone's passing or even tear someone's life asunder. I must admit, I like the last one myself. Imagine what you could do with words that would remove the obstacles to your career, even make the right person give you their hotel chain as a wedding present." Egin's words were as smoke, bleeding into Gina's ears and mouth, her sense snatched away and her arousal becoming more powerful.
"What...what do they give you in return?" Gina's mind wrestled with the question but managed to speak.
"Each of these women will give me two nights. They will satisfy me this tonight and then upon the next Samhain, or Hallows evening, they will return and submit to me again. In the year betwixt, they are free to use the words of witchcraft in any way they wish but upon my return, they will surrender themselves again, and their power." Egin smiled and looked over to the two women on the bed.
"Two nights only?" The words stumbling over her lips, unsure and weakening by the moment.
"Come here my pretties, and show Gina, what you are about," Egin called over.
Carol and Julia slipped off the bed, Carol's legs wet from her dribbling cunt. They came to Egin and caressed me and kissed him, Julia placed her hand on the oversized cock hanging between Egin's legs and stroked it.
"I will take the Master's cock, then I will have words to mete out the justice, so well-deserved upon my ex-husband. He stole everything from me, and I want him to know what I have suffered. I give myself to the Master, and he will grant to me, the words of the craft." Julia began to kiss Egin's member up and down its length seemingly unaware of it being covered with pointed thorns. Julia licked at the head which was large and obscenely bulbous. Gina looked up and saw Carol, her hand still fingering her pussy, to further encourage the juices to flow was licking and kissing Egin's nipples and occasionally his mouth. She turned and smiled,
"I too will be given the power to conjure, to take back my power and own the company that I started from my partner. It is worth more to me than the world and my Master can use me in any way he wishes." Carol knelt and began to lick the thorny ball sack of Egin's genitals.
"Hannah, you may cum for me!" Egin half turned his head, apparently completely aware of the closeness of Hannah's arousal, as she bobbed up and down on the bedpost carving,
