Viv swished her hips as she walked down the hall to Lisa’s bedroom. Her mistress was following behind, and Viv’s fingers were linked around her wrist. With her Demon Tail inserted, a stiff wand of increasing anal beads, she was on the edge of orgasm, until Lisa allowed her to come. Lisa watched her glisten with sweat, naked and eager to please her. The Succubi was desperate to get her into the bedroom, to please Lisa and earn her own relief.
The glowing blue gothic door caused Lisa to slow. Viv seemed to ignore it, but with the tail, Viv ignored almost everything. Lisa wasn’t sure her friend could see it. The Master had brought – summoned? Was that the word? – summoned it into her hallway a few days earlier, and then forbidden her from going through it. Lisa stopped to look at it.
“Please,” Vivian begged, her dark eyes desperate, “let’s go.”
“Can you see that door?”
The Asian woman nodded, and then leaned down to kiss Lisa. Their tongues danced for a moment, before Lisa gently pushed Viv away.
“Doesn’t it make you curious?”
“No. I’ve been through it.”