Barbaricia had been free for only a few days, but her hours had already been packed with girlish treats, each more delectable than the last. Rather than sating her appetite, however, each treat she dominated and devoured only served to wet her appetite for more!

Relaxing outside of her cave lair deep in the forest, Barbie lay on a velvet couch, lounging and enjoying the feel of the setting sun on her leather-clad skin. Her hands trailed over her large breasts, which sat unnaturally high on her chest.

Suddenly, her delicate nose caught a scent on the air. Something intoxicating!

Katya carefully made her way down the forest trail, sharp eyes scanning the scenery for the perfect spot. Under one arm she carried a collapsible easel and a large canvas stretched over a wooden frame, her other hand carried a durable plastic tote filled with tubes of paint, brushes and assorted chemicals that no one who hadn't spent a significant amount of time in an art studio would know what to do with.

The whole island was irritatingly picturesque; the moody Head Girl had spent the better portion of an hour trudging around it, looking for the perfect backdrop for the next series of paintings she had planned. Finally she'd wandered into the forest, which proved to be her best bet so far. Though plenty of sunshine streamed down through the canopy of leaves they also cast countless interesting patterns of shadows. It was still too pretty for her purposes, but judicious use of her Artistic License could fix that.

Eventually, despite her better judgment, Katya accepted the fact that she would have to leave the beaten path to find a suitably wild-looking bit of scenery. She turned and began to carefully pick her way through the underbrush, unknowingly drawn straight towards the succubus's new home.

The demoness' supernatural vision spotted the red-haired girl walking directly towards her lair. This world was wonderful - the treats walked right up to you! With a giggle full of menace, Barbie concealed any signs of her habitation with a wave of her hand, leaving her lair to appear to be nothing more than an interesting cave.

Moving silently, Barbie was soon behind a tree near the girl. She could sense that this was a powerful, head-strong woman. Good. These kind were the most fun to break!

The demoness' sensitive nose didn't like the odors coming out of the girl's painting bag - they interfered with the girl's natural sense, of sweat and sweetness. Hoping to get her to leave the bag behind, Barbie wiggled her finger, causing vines to trip up Katya's ankles at the same time a branch snagged on her painting bag.

Katya's icy blue eyes went wide for a moment, her stoic, cold exterior cracking for just an instant as she cried out in shock and topped to the ground. Slender arms were flung forward instinctually, halting the girl's fall and saving her from a few scrapes and scratches. She struggled for a few moments as she knelt on all fours, working to extract her ankles from the tangle of vines she could have sworn hadn't been there just a moment before.

She was back to her feet quickly, brushing a bit of dirt and debris from her knees and hands. Katya huffed, glad that no one had been around to see her momentary embarrassment. Bending her knees, she reached down to retrieve supply tote from where it had fallen. She jerked to a stop when, just a few inches from the ground, the bag refused to move any further. She tugged once more, then threw up her hands in frustration. Forget the stupid thing, she'd just come back for it once she found the spot she needed. The redhead took a quick mental note of the location before turning and heading towards the cave's clearing once more, leaving her supplies temporarily abandoned in her wake.

Barbie watched the girl's struggles with glee, noting the pleasing form of her body in the red light of the setting sun. The demoness could sense a powerful spirit in the girl, and she knew she had to treat this situation carefully, even if it was hard to be patient. Barbie was still learning the ways of the world, and she knew that a girl like this could be trouble if given a real chance to fight back.

Barbie darted unseen inside the cave, preparing her lair to receive a "guest." Once everything was in place, she began to flap her wings, wafting the smell of her body out the cave's mouth and towards Katya. The girl would pick up the succubus' strong odor of sugar and cinnamon, with a powerful undercurrent of sex to it.

Katya's hands came to rest on her hips when she stopped in the center of the clearing surrounding the entrance to Barbie's cave. She examined the space with a critical eye, noting many potential spots to paint. It was a lovely space, though the single-minded student wasn't particularly appreciative of anything other than its usefulness to her. She'd glanced at the cave mouth but immediately passed it over. Most girls would have been curious as to what lay inside, but there wouldn't have been enough light for Katya to paint by, and that was really all she was concerned with.

The young woman had turned and started to walk off in some other direction when a strong breeze suddenly issued from the cave mouth, ruffling her long auburn locks and bringing the familiar scent of sex to her nose. She turned slowly to face the dark cave entrance once again. A faint smirk crossed her dark red lips as she slowly approached and entered the cave. As Head Girl she was always on the lookout for rules infractions and trysts out on school grounds were certainly against school policy. She sauntered confidently into the cave, a swing in her step as expecting to find a couple delinquent girls she could issue "detentions" to, rather than what really awaited her.

Enough light came through the opening and small crevices in the ceiling for Katya to make her way, slowly, deeper and deeper into the cave. Her confident stride told Barbaricia she had been right about this one's attitude - she was definitely used to being in charge of everything!

Barbie watched from the darkness as Katya began to walk past strange paintings of the cave walls. They may have been ancient or modern graffiti, it was too hard to tell in the dim light. As the girl pressed on, however, the pictures grew larger and more detailed, the paint more vivid. They all seemed to show two figures - two women, she could tell by the exaggerated curves - wrestling with each other?

No...that wasn't it. One woman seemed to be....raping the other one! The bustier woman, who seemed to have horns and a tail, was sitting on the girl's face in one picture, and mounting her from behind in another. Each picture she passed show another lewd sexual act, and the images became more and more lifelike, until -

She could see it clearly now. The girl being raped and tormented - it was a picture of her!

Katya marched purposefully into the cave, giving the simplistic petroglyphs no more than a cursory glance as she passed by them. The redhead could be quite single minded when fulfilling her duties, and the thrill of getting to punish some misbehaving students distracted her from her usually alert state and leading her deeper and deeper into the succubus's lair.

As she marched deeper into the gradually darkening cave her eyebrows knit together as she wondered just how far in the little sluts were hiding. Though the scent of sex became stronger as she ventured farther inside, she couldn't hear any of the telltale moans or cries that would give away the nonexistent girls' position.

Eventually the cave art lining the walls began to grab more and more of her attention. The depictions were obviously modern to Katya and her extensive knowledge of art history. As the depictions became clearer they were obviously geared towards a modern aesthetic sense of beauty, oblivious to the fact that one of the red-haired figures was beginning to look more and more like herself.

Her aggressive posture gradually faded, changing instead to cautious curiosity, and her steps began to slow as she examined the increasingly detailed and realistic paintings.

She froze in mid step, her pale blue eyes going wide when it finally dawned on her that the victim in this pairing was obviously meant to be her.

Katya was able to hear the grinding sound of moving rock filling the cave. Barbaricia's magic began to work, and the path the girl had just taken into the cave re-arranged itself. The girl was now trapped in an endless series of corridors, lit only from the crevices in the ceiling and a dull glow coming off the erotic artwork on the stone walls.

The scent of sweet arousal grew even stronger in the narrow passageways of the cave. Watching from the darkness, Barbaricia stared lustfully at the girl's toned body and beautiful face. The demoness licked her lips, savoring the anticipation.

Katya's hair stood on end as the loud grinding of rough stone against rough stone suddenly penetrated the dead silence of the cave. Spinning quickly to face the direction she'd came from, the young woman took off at a dead run, her deep red hair streaming behind her.

She wasn't dressed for athletics. Her skirt flared up to reveal her pristine white panties and her ample breasts bounced painfully with each step, nearly spilling out of her bra. She stumbled to a halt after just twenty feet or so though, as she came face to face with a sharp turn in the cave which she knew hadn't been there just minutes ago. The last threads of hope that it was just a couple delinquent students lurking in the cave was immediately banished, and the formerly calm, confident young woman felt panic, and not a small amount of anger, well up within her.

She turned so her back was to a wall to prevent whatever it was from sneaking up on her, at least she hoped. Her icy blue eyes scanning the now much darker cave. Her mind began to play tricks on her, pointing out sudden movements that weren't really there and picking up sounds that didn't exist.