The mansion stood four stories tall, shading me from the moonlight. It was more of a castle than a manor. The high stone walls, towers lined in thick black windows, and candle light flickering through the windows as the curtains waved in the breeze. I made my way up the stone pathway and as I approached the front steps, the huge wooden french doors opened as if someone was expecting me.
I entered the grand hall entrance, an iron chandelier overflowing with flaming candles hung radiantly from the high ceilings. The walls were stone and red curtains hung over the windows. The hall was elaborately decorated with antique furniture and candles surrounded the walls around the room. To the right of the entrance a winding staircase climbed to a second story, gnarled iron railing curving and twisting upward. Women of all races and species walked through the hall. A pixie woman with flowing pink hair and sparkling silver eyes winked at me as she passed and disappeared into a room to my left, her sheer dress floating behind her as she glided across the floor. A furry feline female leaned against the stone desk at the back of the entrance hall, her black fur was shiny and soft looking, her yellow eyes glistening in the candle light. Next to the Catgirl stood an Orc woman, seven feet tall with moss green skin and short black hair. Both looked in my direction and smiled as I approached the desk.
I shivered as all eyes were on me. I took a few steps toward the front desk and took in the view. The room and it’s inhabitants took my breath away, I had never known a place like this could exist and yet here I was. The Palace of the Night Women, some called it. Others simply called it The Mansion. The stories had circled for a few months but I had never believed that the place was real. I mean, how could it be? A house of passion and depravity filled with the most magical and dream-like creatures that your mind could comprehend. Real, honest to god monster girls.
My eyes were glazed and I could hear nothing happening around me until the smooth voice of the front desk clerk brought me back to reality.
“Yes sir, you are really here.” She responded as if knowing what I was thinking. “And yes our ‘Monster Girls’ will take care of every desire and fantasy you could imagine!” I peered over the counter to see the creature who spoke so intuitively. Two big green eyes stared up knowingly at me, they seemed to look into my sole and I felt a chill run down my spine. Below those mesmerizing eyes, a shining black smile pierced into my very heart and made it skip a single beat.
“Oh, I…” I stammered. Before I could find the words, the black lips spoke again.
“You aren’t sure what you want or need, but the idea of this place intrigued you and you are here to explore your deepest and most repressed fantasies in a way you never thought you could.” My jaw dropped and I swallowed hard. I allowed my mind to focus and I shook my head to regain my wits. The smooth voice and the sensual eyes and lips were now completed. I saw her long straight black hair cascade down her milky white shoulders and her neckline plunged so deep that I could have leaned too far forward and fallen into her ample cleavage. A glistening emerald pendant hung from a gold chain around her long neck and shined like a distant star in the candlelight. Her high cheekbones were sharp and angular. The smokey paint that decorated her glowing eyes was enhanced by the feathery eyelashes that fanned out from her eyes. Her bare arms were pure white and she folded her hands on her lap. Her black satin dress flowed over her knees and disappeared underneath her desk.
“Wow, y-yes. You…” My sentence was cut off this time, not by the mysterious intuitive woman, but by my own realization that her dark lips were accented by two sharp fangs. She smiled, bearing her pointed eye teeth and tittering under her breath.
“To answer your next question, yes, I am reading your thoughts. I am the resident Vampiress here at The Mythic Mansion, the guests call me The Dark Lady. I do have the power of telepathy and I can see into your very essence and pick out the perfect girl to satisfy your carnal desires. Would you like to lay with one of our ladies this evening?” She grinned at me, knowing the answer to her own question. I nodded agreeably, barely able to take my eyes away from her hypnotic irises. I laid my hands flat on the desk, the cat woman to my right purring sweetly in my direction. I tried to stare straight forward, though all the women around me were drawing my attention around the room.
“Alright, puppy.” The Vampiress stood and leaned forward, her eyes looking deep into my nervous face. “I can see you are curious, frightened but intrigued. You want an experience like no other you have had in your life. You want to be surprised but to ease into the lifestyle. Mmm, don’t you worry little puppy. I think I have just the starter girl for you.” She sat back down and leaned back in her chair with a smirk. “Up the stairs, second floor. Room #5 in the first hall. Go on sweet puppy, before I take a bite out of you myself.” Her smile widened and she waved me off with her long painted fingers.
I turned reluctantly away from the desk, catching the yellow eyes of the catgirl as I passed. She have me a wink and flicked her long black tail in my direction. I shivered and felt a twitch in my groin. I squeezed my eyes shut and focussed on my destination. I passed by the assortment of candles in the room and stood paralyzed at the bottom of the curved staircase looking up. I couldn’t move my feet, I stood stiff and sweating until I heard the smooth voice one last time from behind the desk.
“Oh, and, fresh meat?” She called to me playfully. I turned my head to see her leaning over the desk, her breasts pushed out on display. “Don’t go up the dark staircase.” Her eyes narrowed as she warned me, and I nodded obediently. I turned back toward to stairs and took my first nervous step up.
As I made my way up the ominous staircase, I wondered about what the the Vampiress had said. I climbed the stairs and peered down over the railing at the hall below. All of the scurrying, half naked creatures chatting and fixing themselves up. I wondered what kind of woman the Dark Lady had in store for me. I made my way to the top of the stairs, disappearing behind a wall from the view of the entrance hall. I Looked around the second floor where I saw a long hallway straight ahead. To my right was a well lit hall, the one that I was instructed to take to my chosen room. But, down the long hall I saw an arched entryway that lead to a darkened staircase lit by torches lining the walls. A red glow emanated from the top of the stairs and it gave me a shiver as I glanced up the black steps.
The Dark Lady’s words repeated in my head. I couldn’t be sure if it was simply my memory of her words, or her own voice reminding me from below of her warning. I wouldn’t take the chance of making a wrong step, so I turned down the first hall as I was told. I walked past several rooms as I ventured through the elaborate hall. The walls were grey, dusty brick and sconces lined the hall with bright candle light. Each room was closed by a dark walnut door with a golden number crowned the doorframe. I passed by room #1 and 2. When I reached #3 I heard a playful titter coming from the room. The laugh was cheery and high pitched and I smiled briefly at the noise as I passed by. At door #4 I noticed the room was left open and empty of inhabitants.
I peeked into the room and saw the walls covered in climbing vines and branches. The dirt floor was rough and broken with roots sticking out and curling into various furniture. Tree trunks broke out of the floor and formed a table covered in bottles and toys. As I looked around the room I felt something touch my shoulder. I was startled and jumped, turning to see the gorgeous creature behind me. Her skin was rough and uneven like the flakey bark of a tree. Her hands were long and slender, her fingers curling around my arm like vines wrapping around a branch. Her skin smoothed out as it reached her face and her flawless complexion was a dark chocolate colour. Her lips were a painted sparkling green and her eye makeup matched. Her eyes were a dark, warm brown and long mossy hair hung delicately around her face. She smiled at me as she squeezed past and entered her room. She towed a man behind her, pulling him into the room. He had his eyes fixed upon her, his mouth curled into a loving smile and he ignored me completely as she shut the door behind her.
I was one door away from what could be the wildest fantasy I could ever have imagined. These women were, by all rights, just a dream. My dream was about to become a reality and what I had dreamt of was behind the very next door. I took a few steps farther down the hall and stood in front of the closed door. The number 5 glimmered above the dark wooden frame and I looked down to see my shaking hand reaching for the doorknob. Before I could grasp the brass knob with my sweaty palm, the door clicked and swung slowly open. I looked up into the room, my heart fluttering and pulse thumping in my temple. My eyes glazed and my hairs stood on end as the soft voice of my perfect woman beckoned me inside.
“You may enter, sweet boy.” The sound was melodic, like a song flowing on the breeze. “Do not be afraid, you will not be harmed tonight. We are gentle with newcomers here.” Her voice was sweet and comforting. I stepped into the room and took in the scene. The floors were white tile and the walls were painted white and covered in sheer pink fabrics. Amethyst jewels dotted the fabric as it flowed from the high ceiling and thick velvet curtains hung gracefully over the windows on the far wall. Between the two windows stood a four post bed. The white posts stood high and round, sheer white fabric hanging down over the pure white mattress. Coloured pillows decorated the headboard and a purple velvety blanket was folded over the foot of the bed.
The rest of the room was filled with clean, modern furniture, and in the right corner was a large sky blue armchair. In the chair, sat the most beautiful woman I have seen in my life. Her flesh was pale and almost pearlescent. Her hair was styled in a short pixie cut, bubblegum pink with sparkling violet highlights. Her ears came to a delicate point and were lined with colourful jewelled earrings. Her eyes were larger than a normal woman, bright pink and shining with flecks of gold. Long eyelashes fluttered over her white glittering eyelids and her pink eyebrows matched her hair perfectly. Her lips were glossy and pink, her smile soft and sweet. Her neck was slim and long, drawing my eyes down to her chest. Her breasts were small and perky, covered by a white and magenta striped tube top. Her body was thin and her stomach flat. A small diamond accented he navel and her skin had a slight sparkle. Her legs were crossed and when she stood up from the chair I could see her tiny hot pink thong just barely covering her smooth womanly mound. She wore striped thigh-high socks, the same colours as her top. Her legs were long and she bent on knee, sliding her slender foot up her leg seductively.
She would have seemed like a fairly normal woman, if it weren’t for the wings that spread from her back. They were thin and sheer, sparkling pink with swirls of pearly white and rainbow colours. The tips were pointed and reached about a foot over her head, cascading down almost past her knees. They fluttered gently behind her almost as if a separate being from her body. She was glorious. She stepped forward towards me and with a wave of her hand the door slammed closed behind me. I jumped, startled and she placed her hands on my chest.
“Shh-sh sweety.” She calmed me, her long white fingernails softly caressing my chest through my shirt. “There is no need to fear, my love. There is magic in this house and it is only used for your pleasure.” She grew closer to me with every word, her voice reassuring and sugary. She looked into my eyes and my body began to relax, the calming flecks in her eyes hypnotizing me. She pressed her pretty pink lips against mine and I immediately felt at peace. My hands ceased their nervous vibrations and I let them drift to the woman’s waist. Her mouth tasted like strawberries and cream and she smelled of vanilla. I inhaled her as she curled her wings around me, pulling me in close and safe. My skin tingled and I felt a bit dizzy as she pulled her lips away.
“Do not worry, sweet boy. Pixie nectar only lasts a few hours.” Her smile made my head spin and I felt drugged. “It relaxes you and increases the sensitivity. You will feel, so much more.” Her hands danced over my skin and every touch felt like a small orgasm pulsing through my flesh. Her magic was very real and I could only smile and enjoy her warm fingertips. She took my hands and led me to the bed, I felt like I was floating as we walked across the room. She told me to lay down and as she did, the fabric parted, leaving a space for me to crawl onto the canopy bed. I sat on the edge and swung my legs up onto the soft mattress. As I laid down in the center of the bed, I noticed that I was suddenly completely naked. My clothes had dissolved and I was exposed to the cool air of the room.
I felt strangely comfortable, though my bare skin would never normally make me anxious and insecure. There was an almost unnatural calm washing over me and the Pixie Girl climbed gracefully onto the bed and straddled me. She, too, was now naked. Her silky womanhood caressed my now erect cock and my shaft slid between her velvety pussy lips. Her breasts were perfect mounds sticking straight out at me. Her nipples were petite and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her silky skin. Every movement she made left a tingling feeling throughout my body. I tried to lift my hands to touch her warm skin but my arms felt heavy.
“M-Miss…” I slurred. She smiled innocently at me and took my hands in hers. She lifted my hands and placed them against her breasts. They felt spectacular, her nipple hard between my fingers and I felt my cock twitch underneath her.
“Lilly.” She whispered, sliding my hands down her stomach and placing them on her hips “Your Pixie Mistress for this evening is called Lilly.” She began to grind her hips against my pelvis, my cock throbbing and tingling as her juicy labia hugged my member tight.
“Lilly.” I repeated in a trance. She stroked my face with her long fingernails. Every stroke felt like a wave of pleasure sinking into my muscles. Her fingers cascaded down my neck and she dragged her fingertips down my chest, tickling and teasing my nerves. I felt like I would convulse into a mess of orgasms but my body stayed so calm and still as she tortured my nerve endings. She made her way down my stomach and then slid her nails up my sides. She tickled my arms and legs and when she had teased every bit of me, she finally ended my torture.
She smiled again at me, her wings spread wide behind her, and thrust her pelvis forward. When she slid back, the tip of my cock slipped easily into her tight pussy. My body ached, I felt like a vibration was pulsating over every inch of my skin and my balls tightened. Her insides felt so right, like I was never complete without being inside of her. She giggled and massaged my chest with hef palms as she rode me. She sways back and forth, teasing my cock and pulling just far enough away that I craved her inviting hole. Then, she would slide back down and the head of my dick would find her g-spot once again.
She moaned on top of me, feeling, just as I did, the pleasure of our bodies intertwined. I never felt like a slave or a guest, I felt like an extension of her angelic body. She began to ride me faster, her minimalistic breasts bouncing very slightly as she thrust herself back and forth. I had never felt a sensation like this one. My cock was engorged and it vibrates like a toy was being pressed against the base of my shaft. Her body was a theme park, and the greatest attraction was enveloping my throbbing tool. I managed to raise my arms and grope at her sweet body. I felt her breasts and interlaced my fingers in hers as she continued to ride me. The scent of vanilla filled my nostrils as I inhaled sharply. Her wings curled around her body, stroking my arms and hands as if she was inviting me to explore her.
“Sweet boy,” she gasped. “I will coax every drop of essence from your body!” Her moans grew louder and her soft voice passed into a more seductive nature. She was grinding her clit against my pubic bone and I felt my hard rod pressing up against her sensitive g-spot. I could barely move, I felt no expression on my fave though joy filled my body more and more every second that her warm cunt hugged my shaft. I managed to slide my right hand down her body and my thumb found her clit. I began to massage her, drawing out more and more eager moans from her pink lips. Her wide speckled eyes stared down at me and she rode me harder. I felt my balls begin to pulse, a heavy load that I kept kept far too long ready to find its way inside my Pixie Mistress. To fertilize my fragrant Lilly.
“Oh! Such a good, sweet boy!” She wailed. I could barely hear her gentle voice and that was when I realized that I was uncontrollably grunting and groaning with pleasure. “Look into my eyes, precious! Look deep into these eyes and don’t look away!” My face felt hot and though I felt still and relaxed, I looked down to see my body shaking. My fingers were gripping her milky thighs and my right thumb was pressing hard against her swollen clit. She clawed my sensitive skin and as her muscles tightened and compressed around my dick, all of the teasing and taunting exploded from deep in my core. I looked up into her eyes as she demanded and not once did I break eye contact. I stared into her ruby eyes and counted the golden flecks and my body shook. I let go of everything and my cock released, spurting string after string of semen and joy deep inside my Pixie Queens welcoming cunnie.
“Fuuuuuuck!” I cried out, finally able to control my own voice. I growled like an animal, thrusting up into her and exploding what felt like gallons of cum. I coated her warm walls in my cream and convulsed like an epileptic as my moment finally came. The pixie drug began to fade and I felt everything normally again. My skin was still sensitive to the touch but I could move and speak. I finally looked up at the ceiling and laid back against the pillows as my body recovered.
“Mmm, my sweet boy has given me such a juicy gift.” Lily tittered. “But, it is a gift I must share with you, now.” She floated up above me, her wings lifting her gracefully into the air and my now limp cock fell with a splat onto my thigh. She hovered for a moment and her used pussy dripped over my body. She floated up the bed and lowered herself until she was sitting on my face. Her firm thighs pressed around my ears and I felt the warm dripping of her gushing cunt emptying onto my face. Without a word from her or a single second of hesitation from me, I opened my mouth and accepted the liquid hungrily. It tasted sweet like strawberry shortcake. A creamy treat that dripped from my intoxicating Pixie Goddess.
I licked and lapped up our mixed juices, eagerly swallowing every drop that passed my lips. Lily giggled as she crouched over me, my face buried in her juicy, moist lips. When I had teased all of the cum from her tightening hole, she pulled away and fluttered down onto the bed beside me. My fave was damp with a combination of my own cum and my Pixie Queens sweet, floral juices. I laid in silence for a moment, Lily sitting cross-legged next to me. I looked over at her adoring smile and I chuckled at myself.
I gasped. “That, that was incredible.”
“Did you…” She smiled.
“My body is in a constant state of orgasm, I felt great pleasure when my sweet boy released his essence inside me and I experienced an otherworldly ecstasy as I took your cum.” I smiled, feeling somehow accomplished. A wave of contentment passed over me and I closed my eyes for a moment. After what could only have been a few seconds I opened my eyes and saw the bed from across the room. I looked around and I was standing at the door, fully dressed, with Lily still naked standing in front of me. Her lips bid me farewell with a gentle kiss and her smile faded away as the door closed. I was left standing in the hall, skin still tingling and a satisfied grin plastered to my face.
I slowly made my way down the hall, turning at the end of the hallway and starting down the long winding staircase. I traveled down to the entrance hall and stood dumbstruck at the front desk.
“I see you enjoyed your first night with us, I shall schedule you in again.” The Dark Lady hissed and licked her onyx lips. I stared at her green eyes and nodded desperately. “Very well, puppy.” She waved her hand as if to dismiss me. I looked around at all of the fearsome but beautiful creatures that surrounded me, staring at me with hunger in their eyes.
“H-How do I pay?” I stammered. The Dark Lady just snickered and leaned back casually in her chair.
“Oh, sweet, sweet puppy.” She laughed, and the rest of the girls in the great hall laughed along with her. “You already have.”
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