How the mighty have fallen. You wish to beg now? Honestly, I care not how you would accomplish it. Gain her confidence, get in close with one of her prefects, manipulate the council, make her look incompetent and have her removed from power. I don't care that's your task if you wish it. The demon says holding her chin staring at her with his cat like gaze.

You wanted an alternative, you have one. You wanted a way out, it is before you. Otherwise we can get started right here right now. The demon gives her the ultimatum. His other hand approached her face as he holds it, and with his thumb he wipes her tears and sticks the thumb in his mouth drinking her pain.

Which shall it be? Choose now, I'll give you a moment to think it over.

She was between a rock and a hard place. Her power with the council had been effectively neutered and all she could pretty much do was pitch ideas and hope they'd stick. So undermining Vera through such channels wasn't likely. Further she was being held accountable for the failures of the council so if she made it look bad she would have to answer for that.

Etolie considered the Prefect angel. If she could get one or two Prefects to mess up a bit that might make her look bad but the head girl would probably bounce back from that and if her involvement was sniffed out.

To avoid punishment from one she was just going to incur it from the other . She wiped away her tears , rested on her knees. She was getting tutoring from Vera in both Physics and Calculus. Had to report into her and had greater contact with her so she reasoned that if she had to be punished by one she was better off being punished by the one she had to spend the least amount of time with.

Her decision made she reached to his pants, it was time to get started ...

The watched as she toiled o er her decision. Either way it was going to be a win, win for him. He could spend a few days raping her, or she was going to do his dirty work for him, and he could finally find a way to break that pretentious, bitch. The demon wonders which she would choose, guaranteed rape at his hands, or a possibility to avoid everything and get payback.

It seemed she had made her decision as she reached for his cock. Slipping his hand from her, he slides it on top of her head, fingers slipping through her short brunette hair in anticipation of the pleasure to come.

Getting Vera back was something she might have actually considered if she could see a feasible way of pulling it off. As far as she was aware she was being “disciplined” just for the sake of it after she had been punished already so there was no love loss there. Nor was there any towards this Demon and her heart had been filled with dread as it slammed against her chest.

Naturally she was at his whims, a state she had been familiar with, and the only ace she had up her sleeve may have been useless but if it came to it she would certainly have to play that card and hope for the best.

Oh, she highly doubted it would save her from whatever tortures he had in mind but it might save her from the worse of it and that was the best she could hope for.

Her pride and CDR had been buzzing as she freed him. For a moment she regarded him as she held him in her hand. Then she leaned forward, hard eyes gazing up at him making it clear that she detested what she was doing now but there were no other options open to her, none that were logical enough any way.

The demon waited expectantly as she waited on her knees. Her hand encircled his semi-flaccid shaft and it appeared as if she was still thinking or had doubts.Then, she leaned forward her eyes staring at him like a pair of daggers ready to fly out and strike the fatal blow. He knew she despised him for coercing her into cooperating in her own violation, but the demon cared naught. In fact after watching some of the video, he truly believed she could use a little forced attention as she had used.

So you've made your choice then? I must say I'm a little surprised as I expected someone with your nature to seek out the revenge, but I am pleased you decided to become my plaything. Now take me in your mouth, and pleasure me until I cum like the good little class president you are. If you spill even a drop, I will have to punish you for your waste.

The hand resting on the top of her head pulled urging her mouth closer as she leans in...

She was full of surprises in the way that she had gone about her thinking. She hated Vera and feared punishment … no that was not the case entirely, she did not like it of course, who does, but the very fact of the sort of thing she did not like was unforgivable in her book and was to be avoided as best as possible.

Etolie had no choice but to lean forward until she could inhale the scent of his sex. Her tongue stretching out to stroke the underside of his semi hard member, that wet muscle painting the member slowly tracing over it then swirled over the tip.

Her tongue circled the head before her mouth opened wide allowing his admittance to the warmth of her mouth. She wished so much that she could just bite it off though she had a pretty good idea of what would happen in such a case. Resistance at this stage was pointless so she went to work on that member, sucking slowly, deeply, on that rod caressing it with her tongue, those eyes on him all the while ...

The demon urged her head closer with his hand. He knew he would visit her a couple times to sample all the bounties her tight little body had to offer. First up, her wanted to see if she could cause pleasure with her sweet little mouth instead of pain and a vomited foul language.

Her tongue swept over his length in a sweet exploratory lick, before swirling over the tip. The demon knew he always risked injury when forcing an unbroken girl to perform oral sex on him, but he knew he could regenerate almost any would delivered given enough time. Besides none had dared risk his wrath given the chance so far, so he rolled the dice. No risk, no reward.

As she wrapped the tip with her delightful tongue, a groan escaped his thin lips. Finally she took his length into her mouth proper and the demon moaned heartily in delight. That's it Etolie, suck that cock nicely. Show me how much you want to make up for being a such a bad little girl.

He knew his words would probably piss her off, but in the current situation he truly didn't care. He looked down at her hate filled violet eyes, green catlike eyes of his own locked in that stare. As she started sucking deeply his cock engorged itself fully and his true girth and length was reached. Do a good job and when I visit you tomorrow, I'll fuck that sweet little pussy like its never been fucked.

His hands slid through her silky brunette locks, to the back of her head and started pulling softly with her movements.

She did not bit, not that she didn't want to though as degrading as this was she had heard his words. Of course he'd be back, he had relaid that much already though she had only two holes left and if she had to choose which to give up … so in a sense it was an indirect threat, if she failed to please though nothing stopped the inevitable it seemed. It did give her another night of hope. Perhaps Tidal would return, doubtful that she would be back in time though that was no real solution either, Tidal was a bit rough when it came to anal which she had given up (to her knowledge anyway) once and being saved from such a fate would probably make her think she were entitled … it just shifted who would do so.

But she realized that a lot could happen in a day. Perhaps he would loose interest or find someone more entertaining. Vera may even call him off, who knows she was grasping at straws but really there was little hope at this stage for her.

A hand curled to a buttocks pulling him forward, taking him even deeper as the other found and fondled those testicles. Her gaze softened only a bit, she obviously did not like this but sought to do her all now.

Feeling him swell within her mouth as he grew larger told her that he was enjoying matters enough to react at least. Whether it was from the state of power he held over her or the very fact that she was doing a good job she could not say with any certainty one way or another. A man reacted for the simplest reasons she found.

Her tongue dashed against him, rolling against that shaft as she took him in deeper to the root. Slow sucks then a bout of furious movement then back to slow. It was chaotic as she flowed over him gobbling up each inch with at least a degree of motivation even if it was inevitable it was still a day gained ...

The demon moans as her violet eyes turn from pure hatred and revile, into more of a look a reluctant acceptance. It was true that the eyes were a window to the soul. She grabs his ass and surprisingly pulls him even deeper into her warm, wet mouth. Her lips slide along his veined, velvety rod and his eyes roll back into his head.

Now that's it... he groans as his hips buck slightly as she bobs rapidly after a slow interval. His clawed hand grabs her silky hair, forcing her faster and faster as he can feel the tell tale tightening begin in his marbles as she massages them.

That's it Etolie, make me cum...Drink my seed... It wasn't long before she had managed to draw out his first load. On one particularly quick bob that took him shallow, he pulls her head close, lodging himself deep. Copious amounts of his sperm jettison out, striking the back of her throat as the flood of chemically laced semen began. Releasing her head, he shoots spurt after spurt of his load. It was enough to make most bovine jealous. His legs quiver as the pleasure rocks him like a hurricane.

It seemed to continue for a solid 30 seconds and he wondered would she manage to swallow it all or would the sheer inhuman amount cause her to fail in the deceptively easy assignment in description, but challenging hard to complete.

Her had grasped as she is forced to take him deep. She feels that swell of his rod mere seconds before he burst coming in that incredible torrent and she sucks rather than drawing back, not that she could, she keeps her lips there at the root of his erupting member so that seed only as one place to go …

Down her throat … she amazingly sucks and drinks, she manages only because she's experienced such a release before at Ania's hands … that was a lot of cum too and though she had spilled some then she was motivated to buy a little time at least …

Warm lips squeezed against that rod, sucking against him with her tongue swishing against him, her eyes peak up for that verdict though she still had not drawn away yet but kept sucking to ensure that he was clean ...

As he orgasms she takes him deep. Amazingly she manages it to suck the entire flood down. Arhhhh, sooo amazing. Such a good little slut you are not managing to spill a drop. As her tongue swishes, licking him clean, his knees spasm and buckle slightly, his cock head super sensitive after finding such a glorious release.

As she finishes swallowing he pulls out from between her glorious lips. As the flood of seed reaches her stomach and intestines, the chemicals begin to break down and be absorbed. Her thoughts and emotions come rushing into his mind. On her end, a warmth begins to start in her belly. Slowly that warmth filters through her blood throughout her system.

The aphrodisiacs began to go to work. Need would reach her erogenous zones, nothing more than a tingling at first. Due to the sheer amount she consumed though a burning ache would begin. A need for release. Hitting home like a hammer striking an anvil, every pulse of her heart would send more and more of the vast load spreading to her sex and breasts.

Do you feel it yet? The demon asks with a smile to the kneeling Etolie.

Through that connection he would get that answer. She had been drugged before and with the feeling of that warm tingling within her belly her eyes widen against the feelings. She had been torn, torn as far as knowing what he was going to do.

Ania drugged her and took her, through most of that was a haze. She had recalled that her struggles were useless. She knew Ania used am aphrodisiac and while she certainly indulged their was that water creature too … it had used her then left her to the effects of the drug when it had finished leaving her in need.

Now, the DVD came back … would he continue or leave her in this state? Already she was feeling that incredible warmth spreading through her, that ache growing inside her …

Her eyes narrow, she sighed, “yeah I feel it.”

Bastard! She thought as her hands clench into fists. “I suppose you're going to leave now, huh?”

Go, stay, her aching body did not know what it wanted and given the effects of drinking so much of Ania's spunk before this wasn't going to be pretty. Even if it were weaker it would probably be overwhelming with how much she drank. She averted her gaze feeling a tingle within her breasts as her skin colored and breathing changed.

The demon waited he knew the effect the drug had on most of his victims. A need to be pleasured, a need to experience release, growing and building as he felt if through them, and it was strong. The need went from pleasant to almost an ache should she be denied that pleasure. The demon spent some time thinking her question through. Perhaps he would stay if she begged, ravaging the poor president when she was in need asking for it sounded like too much fun. Making her beg, would certainly be music to Slimer's ears.

Yet, he chided himself. This was to be a punishment, not just fun for himself. While he certainly would enjoy raping her senseless, he knew the build up, the dread of something unpleasant one must eventually face would be torturous and fitting in its own, as memories of some previous experiences she had came flooding in. Making that dread last a whole day until his next visit would certainly be priceless.

Deciding on the latter course he decided to raise the stakes. He swung his tail over her kneeling body, directly over the crown of her brown haired head along the ceiling. After a moment or two he filled it with some soft gurgles straight to the tip, the tail bulging as it filled. As he watched he could see her waiting for the onset of the chemicals already coursing through her system, so far oblivious to the dangers of the second set.

Her skin went flush and she averted her gaze right about the time the mouth tip of the tail split wide open. Out of the appendage starting to flow a slow moving glob of chemically laden green slime. The goo crawled through the air descending a couple inches a second, drawing nearer and nearer to her scalp. The demon watched amused wondering if she knew she had just experienced the appetizer of the drug cocktail and the main course was about to come.

The thickness of the goop made the fall through the air take some time as it seemed to have to consistency of honey, yet descend it did. When the green ooze hung about a foot over head, leaving her about 5 seconds until it touched down, he tells herI will be leaving, but not quite yet... wondering if she would bother looking at him or up before it started covering her.

The first thing she would look into was some means of protecting herself from these drugs. She was working with Tidal with chemistry and would have to ask when she got back if there was anything she could do. She was a natural for chemistry though that did not help her now.

Etolie had no clue that there was a second dose waiting for her, that it was going to get worse. She remembered how that water creature left her with an ache back at the pool. She had a knack for drawing forth the aquatic creatures. Ania, that water thing, Princess Tidal.

“I'm not going to like this -” her gaze flickered up, it showed more concern, more fear, then anything. She could feel that ache beginning to throb through her with each beat of her heart though soon after she could feel something in her hair, it was a knee jerk reaction to look up and pull away at the same time plopping on her ass, her face covered in slime, a sting to her eyes which had been pressed closed now though some of that slime got in … whatever it did it was bound to affect her quicker, her body already responding as she whimpered out and wiped at her face with her hands …

Smooth move, Einstein! She cursed herself as now she had that slime on her hands, a good thing she had realized before pleasuring herself not that it was bound to make a lick of difference at this stage ...

The demon watched as the goo approached her unaware, she must have noticed him not moving when he spoke and as the blob of goo was about to make contact her eyes travel upward slightly. The warm wet stickiness must have startled her and she jerks backward as the green slime touches her the crown of her head, matting the top of her hair. She looks up into the flow of goo and falls backwards onto her butt. Her face covered in the gross substance, she uses her hands to wipe it free of her lovely face, removing all but some stuck to her lashes and eyebrows. The demon shuffles each leg forward one step aligning the flow once again with the top of her head. It begins to pile up and ooze down her shoulder length strands, sticking as it goes.

Your not supposed to like a punishment, but I think green is your color... he finishes with a chuckle.

The gross goo continues to flow as she looks down at her slime smothered hand, the flowing blob sliding down, covering her hair completely. The horrible flow continues as it reaches her shoulders. Fully covered, the goo's chemicals begin to invade her system. Within five minutes her hormones would be raging and she would become next to paralyzed, helpless to do a damned thing to relieve the painful need, having to suffer and wait half an hour covered in the green mess. On top of it all her sense of touch would be magnified. A horrible tease that if only she could move, she could deliver herself the most mind blowing orgasms with but a touch of her slippery fingers.

The demon smirks down at her, knowing whats to come. My parting gift to you Etolie, I think it suits you perfectly. Don't worry though it will come out eventually. The demon says laughing hard as he closes the mouth on the tail, ending the nasty flow.