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The demon continued walking through the dark woods, keeping an eye on his walking partner, (he did enjoy he hair simply down as it was, framing her face nicely). Before they made it far, he answered her question, No I haven't done anything to the collar. He ponders the collar, surely it was either a cursed item, or an item created by a dark power much like his brethren would employ. Slimer had been ridiculed by his species for focusing on the sciences while many of his kind believed in the tried and true magic that had made them legends of lore to almost all species throughout the galaxy. Even though he had a different focus didn't mean he was without some training or contacts who were versed in magic.

Should you wish it, I can look into its removal? The demon makes the offer as they continue walking, letting her contemplate it. As they walked it was a beautiful warm night, the moonlight lit up the forest nicely except where a multitude of branches intertwined overhead making normal light vision tricky. The demon's cat like green eyes could easily see in all but absolute darkness.

He moved his hand to her lower back, resting it over her t-shirt as she clearly tried to focus on her task at hand, ready to provide support to prevent a trip or stumble over any protruding branches or bushes.

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“Then it's been a good week,” she intone. She tries to figure out the thing but has had no luck. Her only possession (everything else she pledged to her Mistress). Therion cursed it ordering her to submit to whatever creature was on the scene when she heard it, him or his brother …

It was silent all this week though and perhaps it was because of him, that it did not go off when she was with a guest but did was she sought to evade one.

She paused, distracted … as he made mention of looking into it. “Would you?” She couldn't take it off, it was unnoticeable whether by sight or sound by the other students and if removed by a guest within a week it just found it's way around her neck. She'd wake up and it was there … it seemed chaotic, she had not worked out when or why it responded since it did not do so now.

Alright, she could worry about all that later … darkness, breathing, knots … so much tougher walking, seeing, him touching her and while it was to guide her and support her it was a reminder of what had happened last night.

It took a lot longer but eventually she gets to tuning out her surroundings as best as she could.

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Thu Oct 09, 2014 9:57 am
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You have my word. I know some beings who can deal with that sort of thing. The demon answers her question before they move along. He would speak to some contacts among his people later and see if he could arrange it to be destroyed or disenchanted so she could simply remove it and with it as she wishes.

The night was completely silent. If he hadn't known the artificiality of the island he would say it would have been unnerving. Instead, walking here with her was beyond a peaceful respite from the challenges and trials of everyday life. He simply relaxed, taking in the night air, enjoying the imposed beauty the islands creators had gifted to both the monsters and students on the island.

They ended up walking for a few miles, and had begun looping back, over a couple hours had passed during the slow stroll.

Keep your eyes open, let your unconscious mind take in the beauty of the night, let it guide the rise and fall of your steps. Let your focus remain vigilant on maintaining the infinity of black. The only object that truly exists is the knot. Work hard to unravel it, one tug, one pull of a strand at a time. Your legs and feet don't tire, there is no walking or Daphnee, there is only the knot.

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Her excitement spiked. She had figured that she would have to deal with the collar as long as she remained at school … even if he fell through it was more than any other inhabitant on the island had considered and it pleased her to be rid of it.

“Thank you.”


Would she have suffered just as much without it? Probably but with it she was a fish in a barrel. Without it she was was a fish in a pond. Still she was contained and could be hunted down though at least the possibility existed that she could get away. As it was she had about 0 chance of doing so with that infernal device. That and it was a monster lure, creatures that would not have noticed her tended to do so.

The night proceeded along, the darkness and silence helped here as she shuffled along. Occasionally she stumbled over some undergrowth or the like where he kept her from planting face first. On these occasions she had to start over again.

She had troubles slipping into matters or back into them … she was doing as well as could be expected though she wasn't suppose to focus on it (and didn't consciously) she took solace in the fact that he was so close, that nothing was going to snatch her or make a grab at her given that her “chaperone” was so close at hand.

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As they walked the moon wove its path through the night sky, the stars twinkled and a soft breeze shifted through the trees, swaying branches and rustling leaves. The air smelled of pine, oak, grass, and occasionally he catches hints of the soap and shampoo she uses. She walks along and he monitors her like a nurse escorting a blind man. Staring at her beautiful form was certainly far from the bottom of the list in ways he would hate to spend an evening.

They wove their way through the woods on the return to the dorms, when they reaching a clearing. A soft bubbling brook ran through the middle of it. The grass was wild and rose to knee height. In the middle of the clearing sat an old overturned log.

This is one of my favorite places on the island. Have a seat and take a break, I know learning this can be mentally tolling. How do you feel you've done tonight? The demon asks her as he leads her over to the old log.

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“Refreshed,” she answers as the moon lit and the demon paint her way to the log where she sits. Looking about there is little detail she can effectively make out with her eyes though with her ears she can hear the flow of water.

“It was tough at first trying to filter everything out ...” it still was a bit trick, harder then the other lessons he taught b far but she persevered at it. She glanced to the dark sky, the moon in it's fullness in particular.

“Do you think I'll ever be good at this?”

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Fri Oct 10, 2014 12:27 am
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The demon led her to the log and promptly sat her down, simply enjoying the calm breeze that slightly cooled the tropical air to wash over them. He took in her shapely legs, her wonderful curves, all the way up to her striking eyes. The gentle breeze shifted her purple silky strands around her classically beautiful face. He was caught devouring her beauty with his eyes that he almost missed the question.

Playing her words back in his mind, he smiled, and said You are doing wonderfully Daphnee. Demons are taught this in what would be the equivalent of one of your classes. You are at a point already that many only reach upon its completion. Many try and never succeed at what you are now trying to master. You seem to be truly gifted at it...although you do have such a stupendous instructor if I must say so myself, the demon says with a hearty laugh.

Honestly though, you have truly astounded me with your progress. I have a feeling with much practice you could even reach master levels. Masters are said to be able to even escape their physical bodies for extended periods of time in what are called soul walks. One of the books I read in my cave from your people called it a couple different things. I believe they called it an out-of-body experience, or astral projection.

Even if you never reached that level of expertise, I think these lessons could prove invaluable as there are many unique hunters on this island who would be enamored with your lovely body, as I'm sure you are well aware,
the demon says with a soft chuckle realizing he was part of her "problem" in his given example.

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She grinned at that. “Well, there is that.” That and the motivation. If she could get good at it maybe it could assist her in one way or another for he remainder of her stay. When she thought about demons she thought about creatures that inflicted torment rather than having to endure it themselves much. She could assume that there was some sort of pecking order though she had not asked ant of hose that she had met. For her, she believed, the technique was more valuable.

Praise was good. She made her share of errors, there was time her attention lapsed but she was always quick to begin anew rather than grow frustrated and even practiced when she could when she had a little time between classes. Granted she had wished it were more time though but she had been busy with her duties (she had switched times for the most part for this week).

She had not seen it that way, granted, this had not been her choice in the beginning but this was a very unusual case. She was being rewarded with something she could use and he was no simply about sex all the time. These may have been small matters but to Daphnee they served to endear her. These weren't seven torture sessions that she had to endure after all and she had felt that there was a purpose to all this rather than a simple roll in the hay or some twisted fuck's sadistic fantasy. In her time here she had been through a lot, had encountered a lot of different beings and experienced many strange venues. She still had not worked out what was in this for him, perhaps he was bored of the usual, perhaps he was as lonely as she tended to be. Right now she could only speculate and there were two more sessions too. While it seemed less likely that he would string her up some place and torture her she did not discount that possibility either.

Her hand fell to his thigh tracing there up and down as she turned to face him better. “I keep practicing as often as I can between classes for the most part. At lunch after I've eaten and so forth. The hardest part is entering that state though I find it gets easier to maintain once I get there though. Granted, I'm probably a ways off of doing anything with it in a real setting but given time ...” she was unsure but if she got good at it.

She had once heard that the CIA used astral projection from spies against Russia during the Cold War in some documentary though she had counted it as BS at the time/ Was it possible though?

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Fri Oct 10, 2014 10:38 am
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The demon listened to her thoughts on the training thinking of practical advice to give, although her hand slowly stroking his muscular thigh led his mind down other lust filled paths. Composing himself, Entering a meditative state can be challenging when you have outside stimuli all around you, our eyes, body, and brain are honed since birth to process them and react accordingly. It ensures our survival and optimal experience in this life. Trying to overcome it is like asking a fish not to swim, but it all comes down to sheer will. I don't really have any better advice than to force your whole body to relax, every muscle from your toes up to your head. Focus on your breathing first if that helps. Then go and focus each muscle relaxing it and when you are sure its calm and unnoticed then move onto the next until your body is under your control.

The hand stroking his thigh, causes a stirring of his loins, some blood rushing to his shaft, still flacid but slowly growing in length. He almost would have laughed at the irony of his control failure had her soft skin not felt so good on his. A slight pause as he takes a deep breath seeking his own calm stillness.

Once you have calmed your neck, slow the beat of your heart. Then, focusing on your mind can become much easier. Seek the darkness at that point, the concept of infinity helps me, and from there just remain focused on your breathing. And finally consume your minds attention on a knot. The knot serves as a focal point, a distraction for your brain that craves distraction from stimulus. Then, the control of will can maintain it.

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She stored all that information. Of course it would assist her in practicing whether now or later as he had intended but certainly a slow immersion made sense.

“Relax,”
she repeated though she shift as she knelt in front of him stroking his thigh with one hand and the other unzipping his pants, warm breath upon that still flaccid member she reaches in and extracts him.

“Might I have a bit of a demonstration?”
She didn't know how good he was at this or if he would even bother though her hand slipped up and down that freed shaft followed by the tip of her tongue as it moved against him with slow licks.

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The demon had not expected her to request a demonstration, and as she knelt in front of the demon, he was damned if he knew whether he even wanted to give her one. Fair is fair he thought. Relaxation was relative easy. The calm night air the soothing walk stretching out bunched muscles...damn...he jerks slightly, concentration broken momentarily as her slender hand takes hold of his girth and strokes the base.

Closing his eyes he leans back slightly, four legs squatted on either side of the branch and closes his eyes. Focusing on his breathing, he manages to calm himself. Darkness infinite, stretching in every direc... he gasps slight as the first tentative touch of her tongue flickers under the mushroom tip of his cock. Breathing deeply against he focuses on the darkness, trying to keep his heart rate slow, hoping to slow the blood filling his engorging length. The slow licks Daphnee uses as if she is savoring a lollipop makes it much hard, and he manages to put the amazing sensations into a box in his subconscious. The knot he envisions seems the size of a fist, an intertwining mess of a giant thin silken strand.

He rotates the object in his minds eye, the forest, the moonlight, the warm night air didn't exist. Slowly he tugs at a single strand seeing if it would give some slack, but alas nothing. His concentration shimmies and the knot flickers from and back to existence as her soft wet tongue slowly travels along the bottom of his shaft on its way to the tip, striking that most sensitive spot where the tip meets the shaft.

A slight moan and he wills the knot back into being. Breaths deep and even, he searches the conundrum for a loose starting point...

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It was great to see that even he had a hard time of it. Daphnee was unsure if she wanted to see him control himself or simply loose control. Perhaps it was the later, perhaps she did not wish for him to try at all.

Her motions where slow drawing upon her experiences from earlier nights she had used that to enhance the moment as best as she could. Her tongue warm, her breath flowing over that stiff member as she teased her tongue over it.

A groan then back to stealing himself from these forced pleasures. It was rare that she found herself in a somewhat dominate state and so that was a thing to be treasured. Better than being attacked, restrained and fucked senseless in her bonds then discarded like so,e broken toy.

Reaching forth she began lightly caress his balls as she delivers a slow lick of that shaft from base to tip then in the opposite direction.

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The demon held little doubt he could control himself while she went to work with oral administrations, at least until she slowly began to fondle his balls gently. The knot rotated and rotated, a search for that elusive strand to start the unwinding, when suddenly it began spinning wildly faster. It seemed to coincide with her tongue deviously tracing its way from the base to the tip. The warm, firm slip along his shaft sent chills up and down his spine and a slight moan escaped his lips. It had only been a few minutes, but he realized he had made no progress on the knot whatsoever.

As her tongue neared the tip and began to retreat, his hands clenched against his thighs in a brief spasm. He quickly worked to refocus on his breathing and began to relax his muscles. Even as he did so, he knew it was a battle he could win, but did he truly want to. As that thought invaded the darkness, his flaccid cock swelled doubling in size in moments, still shy of a true erection.

Focus he implored on his body, and he reentered the infinite black. Slowly he worked to control his raised heart rate and quickened breath ready to find that first elusive strand once more. As she slowly teased him he he knew he could use some more recent practice in the art he had been preaching, yet he hoped to encourage her further development with a good showing. The question remained though would he be able to and how far would she take it before one of them relented.

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She had noticed that this was not easy seeing the clench of his hands. He grew, though she had assumed that the body would react even if the mind checked out though not completely. She had not relented, not so soon. Slow licks as her hand traveled against his balls, flowing against him like the flow of water against his skin.

Green eyes looked to his face and with him checked out more or less she had to be careful around the tip least he come even if he was unresponsive at the moment that drug would bring about that craving and she was afraid of loosing control, that was probably why she did not drink wanting to know her actions regardless of how foolish they were. All too often she had heard people blame something they did on alcohol … well it was more the shows she had seen even without watching too much television.

After a time she drew back her tongue and hand, waited there on her knees before him until he came around. After a moment or so she tucked him back into his pants though she had not zipped him up. She waited shifting to sit Indian style. So it was possible, tough but possible. Of course there was the fact that she could have just been terrible at this too but given the extensive training Therion brought to her that night she highly doubted that was the case.

So she waited for him to come around. “You didn't like it?” More of a tease then anything, though in part it was a question to reaffirm her own beliefs about the matter as well.

“So it can be done … I won't lie, it looked tough.”

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The demon's mind tried hard to focus on the dubious knot, but the damned thing kept flickering in and out of existence as her glorious mouth tried to prove him a deluded fool. Man he needed more practice. It was then he managed to find a loose strand, when it faded from view yet again and another groan slipped his lips. Suddenly the distraction was gone and he felt inside the box of feelings, sensations, emotions and stray thoughts that he was using to shove everything into, that his cock had been released and place back in his tailored pants.

Eyes opening in curiosity, it appeared he had given an ample demonstration. Slimer was torn between being satisfied at the successful demonstration, or raging, lunatic mad with himself that he had missed out on most of her wondrous blowjob.

As he returned completely to the present he saw he kneeling still in the soft grass of the clearing, the moonlight bathing her pretty features in a soft glow. As her heard her question his face went ashen. Dapnee ARE YOU KIDDING ME? he asked voice raised more than intended, Your lips are among the most glorious creations in the galaxy. Your tongue had me aching trying to keep control. Your wonderful mouth had me ready to say screw the demonstration. Its taking all my self control to not beg you to do it again now, minus the demonstration of course.

I never promised the technique was easy, honestly your oral abilities made me realize how shamefully I've neglected my own practice. Tough when you are teasing me and giving me such a delightful blowjob is an understatement.

The demon took a few deep breaths and seeking to calm himself. Now that he wasn't meditating, blood rushed to his teased organ and he bulged against the inside of his pants. Deep steady breaths as he worked to place his lust back under control. He knew in a few moments he could get himself back under control.

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