The Baroness returns! Who doesn’t love a bit of sexy domination mixed with some good ol’ evil corruption? And how about if you’re corrupted by your own creation to test its effectiveness too!
Commissioned by: Radi
Scarlett peered around the room that surrounded her, demons on all sides as her head rest in the warm lap of her mistress. The succubi on either side of her were doing various things to her body, mostly monitoring it. One had her palm on her wrist, holding it down lightly to the floor while keeping track of her pulse. They didn’t need to use much strength, she was already strangely weak. Lifting that arm would have taken more strength than she really had.
“She’s successfully neutralized, mistress.” One of the succubi reported. “The felblood is taking affect.”
“Mhm, keep monitoring her pulse. I don’t want her slipping into a coma. If it fails, I’ll need her to continue her work.” Penelope informed them, her glowing fel eyes peering down into those of Scarlett’s glazed over half closed pair.
That’s right. That’s why she was here. It was a ritual experiment, a concoction of her own making. She had forgotten, likely due to the effects of the felblood she had drank. A specially engineered felblood taken from Penelope herself.
“How do you feel, Scarlett?” Penelope asked firmly, those piercing emerald eyes looking endlessly down into hers. She could still see their ominous rings even when she blinked or closed her eyes.
A hard question to answer in her present state as she was feeling a myriad of sensations. Strangely, chief among them all was a hyper sensitive to touch from others. The lightest brush of her skin was arousing and pleasurable. She was trembling from the feeling, but there was also the unmistakable sensation of corruption. She could tell that while it was basked in an overwhelming aphrodisiac sensation, that felblood was certainly changing things about her on a cellular level.
It seemed like it was working exactly as Penelope had requested. Noticing her very sensitive to touch manner, Penelope nodded to one of the succubi, namely the one between Scarlett’s legs, to indulge the more pleasurable effects of the felblood. The succubus didn’t need to be told twice, she’d grown a fondness for the taste of mortal pussy and immediately dived right down with her head. Thrusting her elongated tongue inside Scarlett.
She was used to the treatment of Penelope’s loyal succubi, but this was something else. Her aphrodisiac fueled body was weak and highly sensitive. The mere act of entry of that tongue caused her to writhe about, prompting the other two demons to pin her upper body down. Her hips lifting off the floor from the intense pleasure as she almost immediately climaxed from the succubi’s tonguing.
The experiment was a resounding success. Not only had she created a powerful aphrodisiac from the fel-tainted blood of her mistress, but the less obvious effects of the blood were showing signs as well. Penelope’s highly fel state and her stealing of souls had greatly prolonged her life and beauty. Yet, what use was there in living forever if all her favourite pets and slaves would wither and die long before her?
That is where Scarlett’s research and development came in handy. Not only was she part of The Baroness’s harem of debauchery herself, but Scarlett had now doomed the rest of her fellow pets to an eternity of servitude.
“You’ve done so very well, Scarlett.” Penelope remarked with that signature smug smirk of hers. Those rings of emerald glow in her eyes were ominous and devious as they imprinted on her very soul. The faint glow of fel green hummed in Scarlett’s own eyes as her concoction took hold.
“I’ll let you enjoy the fruits of your labour. Ladies, express my gratitude tenfold to Miss Scarlett here.” She’d say as she lifted Scarlett’s head out of her lap and onto a pillow. The Baroness stood up and with a final dominant smirk she stepped away. Scarlett was surrounded on all sides by the giggling of the Succubi as they loomed in over her. She was their plaything now.