She had been turning the pages in the book when a wave of arousal had hit her. One hand would be placed on the side of her head, as if she had a headache. This place was corrupt with ill intentions of those who had been raped by this creature. The lust from those people lingered in this place and the halls. Yoko was now beginning to hear the sounds of those encounters, as she tried to block them out of head. She had closed the leather bound book, placing it on the table with her hand on top of it feeling that her legs might give out. It had been dumb to stick around, as she really wasn't in any state to keep the corruption at bay. Yoko would take the book, as she staggered back to a clear spot on the floor. There she would fold her legs sitting Indian style with the book in-front of her. Hands would be folded in a triangle shape just above her chest, as she began chanting.

An aura of a mystical nature would begin to seep off her form, as she focused her attentions on keeping the corruption away from her. She was unaware of the door opening despite the creaking sound that came from it, a clear sign her host had returned. The creature would notice the aura was warm in nature with no real intent of hostility.

The demon slowly returned to the room, ready to find the girl still asleep, or even ready to defend himself from a surprise attack as he entered, but he was certainly not ready for the sight that awaited him. In the center of the floor, the young Yoko sat Indian style. She was naked, which was surprising to him, but this student was nothing if not full of constant surprises. He watched as she seemed to be meditating, on the verge of what he would describe as pain judging from the expression on her face. Her hands made a triangle shape in front of her lovely chest, and a mystical aura seemed to glow around her. He was not the most magically adept, but even he could tell that there was not a harmful intent in her conjuring.

He was watching, wondering what she was up to, when his eyes caught the book laid out in front of her. Moving with a purpose, he shot into the room and reached for the book in front of the chanting beauty...

She didn't move or flinch at the sound of the creature entering into the room. Even the creature moving across the stone floor at its rapid pace fell silent to her. The aura currently around her required her full attention, and this required an amount of effort to maintain in her current state. Whatever importance the book in front of her had to the creature went unnoticed, as it was just a focal point. The creature wouldn't have a difficult time retrieving the leather bound book, all most unnoticed to the young student it was in front of.

It was odd how a single shift in an objects position, or location could affect something so simple. Yoko had been intently focused on the book that with it removed her focus had begun to waver. The mystical aura surrounding her body would begin to waver, as pieces started to disappear. The parts that had vanished would allow the rooms corruption to attack her. Yoko's closed eyes would tremble, as her focused wavered and she felt her body becoming hotter. She could feel her pussy becoming moist again with the lewd moans she heard. Her hands would break from the triangle symbol they had once held, as one grasped one of her heaving orbs, beginning to massage it. Her other hand would drift down between her legs. A soft moan would escape her lips, as her fingers began to gently stroke her moistening sex. Those grey orbs of her showed under half lidded eyes, as her body feel over to the side. Right now she seemed to be very vulnerable.

As he retrieved the book, he seemed to have broken the trance. Her hands flew to touch her own body. One hand content on massaging a wonderful breast while the other drifted towards her moistening sex. Standing back a moment he wondered at the curious display Yoko was putting on. She went from meditating to needing sex in the worst way in under a minute. This student only seemed to become more of a puzzle by the moment.

What exactly is going on? Do you need a hand or are you just happy to see me? The demon asks wondering what is causing such a strange reaction. How could he be aware of how her being and aura was affected by the energies of past acts. Setting the book back in the drawer he keeps his eyes on Yoko, feeling his loins stirring at the sight of her.

Yoko hadn't realized the creature had returned until he had spoken up. Her eyes drifted towards the creature only able to stare at the rod between his legs. "To much corruption in the room, I can hear them all the students you've raped." Her voice was all most full of lust, as she manage to speak through her own gasp and moans of pleasure. Her fingers weren't enough, as she need something with a bit more girth to it. This brought her attention fully on the rod between the creatures legs. Yoko had some how managed to pull enough will together to make her stop masturbating, as she crawled over to the creature. One hand would grab the base of the creature's rod, as the other hand began to stroke it.

Her thoughts would shift as she saw how big the creatures shaft was getting, as her cheeks turned crimson. It was becoming difficult to stroke it just with one hand. This forced her the young woman to stroke the creature's rod with both hands, as she licked the tip of the creatures rod. "Don't get any wrong ideas. I'm just prepping you so you can purify my body of all this corruption." It was the last thing out of her mouth, before she began to suck on the creature's stiff rod. Her head bobbing up and down the shaft, and with each down words movement she seemed to go a bit further down.

The demon watches as the horny notices his appearance and halts her masterbation. She then proceeds to crawl across the floor grabbing his hardening member with her slender hand. Stroking slowly until she switches to a two handed approach. She spoke of the students he had raped down here? The thought jumped into his mind wondering at what magics this asian witch may possess, at least until she licked the tip of his now hard cock. Purification the thought enters his mind but is quickly lost as the warm wetness of her mouth encompasses the head of his dick.

Looking down he can't see her eyes, as she begins bobbing up and down. Her bangs moving slightly as she takes more and more of him inside her delicate mouth. Groans escape his throat as a hand reaches out into her silky hair, slight pressure guiding her movements up and down. I don't know about this purification, ahhh, but whatever it is feels amazing...

The demon unaware of her powers was confused but so lost in the pleasures before to dwell to long on the thought or even care. His hands continue sliding through her brown silky hair as a tentacle slowly extends from under his arm, like a heat seeking missle for her clit.

The images of this creatures past deeds continued to hammer away at her psyche. Yoko wasn't sure how much more she could take before the images turned her into a sex starved doll. She had strung this one along so far, and when capable of wondered if it was this easy to manipulate these creatures. Her thoughts were soon interrupted with something rubbed against her hardened pearl. The creatures rod would pop out of her mouth, as a moan escaped from it. "My you've certainly become eager, now haven't you ?" It was more a rhetorical question while she went back to work on the creatures rod. Her tongue would seem to wrap around the creatures rod, as her head boobed up and down on the creatures rod. For the most part she was trying to ignore the one tendril rubbing against her pearl, hopefully she could hold out until the creature was properly ready.

The demon was in absolute bliss as her mouth took his length over and over. The warm wetness, and curling tongue slid up and down the velvety surface coating it with ger saliva as she impressive brought his stiffening unit to life. His tendril made contact with the nude kneeling girls sensative clit and began firm rubbing up and down over the small area.

Eager you say...Uhhh.... the demon moans as she leans forward to take his back inside her delicate mouth.Yoko you sexy...Uhhh...little thing...you are the one sucking my dick... the demon couldn't know what she had planned nor at that moment did he really care. What male thinks right in the midst of wonderful oral sex. Her silky soft hair pressed against his palm as he encouraged her to speed up her efforts with gentle pressure.

Yoko didn't both to give the creature a reply. The important thing was that he was enjoying himself. It would hopefully make him more cooperative in the long wrong, but in the back of her head there was this fear something would go wrong. She was barely able to keep her head straight with all the corruption of the room invading into her. At most she could hear the moans and pleas of those who came before her into this creatures clutches. Other moments there were what could only be called vivid visions of the acts. During these visions her efforts on the creatures rod would strengthen, only to for the pace to return to normal as if she was teasing the being in front of her. It didn't help that one of the creatures tendrils was assaulting her pearl. Yoko knew she had to hurry before she lost herself to the corruption of the past.