” NO! NO! NO!” Revekka screams as the man pulls her legs apart. She shudders with disgust and fear as his hands wander over her body. She has no control of the situation and that makes her so mad. It isn’t right that some stranger can put his hands all over her. The heat from his palms seeps into her skin, sending shivers up and down her spine as she tries to maintain some dignity. It is hard when one is hanging above a table with someone’s hands running over her nakedness.

”Look, Minster, I don’t know who you are or what you are doing here. I don’t want anything from you. I just want you to let me go. Please, just let me go.” She reaches out and pushes against his chest. “Just let me down and let me go and I won’t tell anyone you are here. I promise I won’t tell anyone.”

She tries hard not to squirm against him, wanting to struggle but knowing her weak efforts just excite him. She desperately wants to fight but she’s so scared of being hurt. It is a no win situation for the poor student.

Sin smiles down at his prey as she shudders and shivers within his grasp. The hands she futilely pushes against his chest would feel an unmovable presence. Beneath the black shirt rests an infinitely solid chest which beats against her palms with the rhythm of his inhuman heart. His heart beats with furious delight as he dominates the angellic body that lies within his perverse embrace. Sin releases his hold over Revekka's raised leg and halts the groping of her large breasts. His hands cup either side of the students lovely face. He leans down to silence her desperate bargaining by capturing her luscious lips in a lewd kiss. Her words mean nothing to the grey skinned monster, only carnal delights matter now. His mouth expertly seeks every pleasurable sensation the woman's lips unwillingly offer his own. The beast summons a pair of invisible phantom hands to reach around from behind Revekka and grip her breasts. They firmly stroke the large mounds within their unseen grasp and tease and roll her hardened nipples with thier agile fingers. A phantom mouth would then be felt roughly kissing its way up from Revekka's lower thigh. This invisible mouth licks and kisses up beneath the brunette's skirt and towards her panty covered womanhood. Sin's own mouth lets out a soft, passioned sigh as he experiences everything through the phantom hands and mouth. These unseen, duplicate parts are as much a part of him as his own hands and mouth. From his parted lips his tongue plunges forth, seeking to force its way into Revekka's mouth. Another phantom hand appears, this one rests on Revekka's stomach. It slowly slides the tips of its transparent fingers down her smooth abdomen. As his phantom lips kiss and lick their way upwards, this lone hand slides downward, both of them slowly teasing their way towards Revekka's center. Both moving towards whats hidden beneath her skirt and panties.

Just as the student resigns herself to her fate to become one more brutal rape statistic, the demon changes his tactics, leaving her confused again. His hands stop pawing at her breasts and gently warm her face as he takes her mouth in an all-consuming kiss. His tongue slips between her lips and wanders around her mouth. She stops pushing at his chest and grabs his wrists, trying to force his hands away from her. Oddly, in the back of her mind, she notices that his kiss isn’t the horrible thing she dreaded. If she had invited it, it might even be pleasant. But she didn’t invite it. She invited none of this behavior.

Her nails dig into his flesh as she feels more hands stroking her; hands palming her breasts and fingers plucking at her nipples. She bucks up as a moist mouth roams over her legs, moving with sadistic pleasure up her thigh. Releasing his wrists, she beats against his shoulders, clawing at his face as another hand presses against her bare stomach, slowly moving down. She screams into his mouth as he surrounds her with heat, hands, and pressure. Tears run down her face as she grapples with the idea that there is nothing she can do to stop him. The hands will inevitably meet between her legs and he will have his demonic way with her, with or without her consent.

The more she struggles, the deeper his tongue delves into her mouth, causing her to gag and choke. She thrashes back and forth, desperate to escape but finding no leeway in his holds. Each hand applies just enough pressure to hold her, but not hurt her. Each mouth seems to consume her very soul with each sucking motion. She fights until her heart is pounding in her ears and she is panting in exhaustion. Her struggles are futile and she knows it.

As often happens with her, an old event from the past flits through her mind. Suddenly she remembers a controversy from the news. A would-be Texas governor killed his career when a reporter broke the old boy network rules and published a story of the candidate sitting around the campfire with a group of friends. The reporter claimed the man had uttered the unthinkable when he mused, “If you are going to be raped, you might as well lay back and enjoy it.” Words bad enough to kill a political career for certain, but maybe not so out of line in this context.

She can’t help but fear the ultimate outcome of this experience. She doesn’t want to die. Fighting him, making him madder will only lead to more pain for her. And how do you fight a thing that has more hands than you can count? Maybe just letting him have what he wants is the way to survive.

Taking a sobbing breath, she forces her body to relax, to not stiffen against his touch. Retreating into a safe, dark corner of her mind she mentally repeats over and over Just survive. It doesn’t matter what he does to your body. Just survive it. Just survive.

Revekka struggles so much. But the monster's hold does not waver. Sin groans as her nails dig into the colorless flesh at his wrists. The noise is not one of an injured beast, it is the inhuman specter acknowledging the sensation of the attack. His groan mingles with the brunette's sceams within their lewd kiss. Soon her struggles cease. Sin breaks the kiss. He rises from the captive beauty and lets out an icy laugh.

The hand moving down her stomach reaches the waist of Revekka's skirt. Its index finger plunges beneath the waistband. The material that touches the tip of this finger ages rapidly, becoming brittle and splitting under the simple strain of existing. This invisible hand continues to move downward. Its finger tearing its way down until it reaches the far hem of the garment. Once torn from top to bottom the skirt falls away from Revekka's shapely form, leaving her with only her white panties to conceal the last shred of modestly. The hand ascends back up the girl's leg. Its unseen finger tips are dragged along her inner thigh. Eventually its touch reaches its target. The fingers of this ethereal hand rub up and down the student's womanhood.

The two hands on Revekka's breasts continue their caressing of the large mounds, but ignore the tender nipples. Sin leans down and and gives his lovely victim's nipples the attention his phantom hands now deny. He takes one errect bud into his mouth and suckles on it. He switches to the other breast, licking and sucking. His own colorless hands trace and explore every curve and contour of her back, hips and sides.

The transparent hand caressing Revekka's vagina hooks a finger into the leg hole of her underwear and pulls the fabric away from her womanhood. The phantom mouth dives up towards the student's revealed sex. The invisible tongue strokes up the length of Revekka's bared pussy.

Moaning softly, the student keeps her eyes tightly closed and repeats her mantra over and over. ‘Mmmmp,” a little whimper escapes her as the material of her skirt dissolves around her. Just survive. Just survive. She cringes as the finger touches her between her legs. Wiggling, she tries to move away from the intrusive digit but his hold on her with his multiple hands and mouths refuses to let her budge.

The hands caressing her breasts are gentle and the mouth that latches on her nipples sucks softly. She moans as a totally unwanted and uncontrollable spark ignites in her nipple. Moving restlessly, she damns her odd reaction to fear. She knows not to watch scary things; she knows not to enter into scary situations; not because she is a wimp but because for some really strange reason, fear makes her . . . vulnerable. Vulnerable to touches and kisses and not so nice people.

Stop! her mind screams as she feels the little rivulets of tension beginning to build inside as the demon runs a finger down the crease between her legs and makes the panties, the last line of defense between his touch and her center disappear. “No, please don’t.” she begs softly, more frightened of herself now than him. A cry escapes her as his tongue slides over her sensitive flesh. “Please don’t do this to me. I don’t like this. I don’t.” Her words are obviously a lie as her body moves under his hand a tiny bit.

Despite Revekka's protests Sin does not stop. His many invisible hands continue their ministrations. The tongue from the phantom mouth slowly licks up and down the length of the brunette's nether lips. The invisible hand paired with the mouth begins to rhythmically rub the light touch of its fingers over and around the hood of flesh that conceals the woman's clit. Sin's own mouth breaks from sucking upon the peak of the angellic student's left breast. The grey skinned brute leers up at his unwilling lover with his pallid eyes. He whispers over the ample bosoms and the unseen hands that hungrily carresses them.

"Would you rather I forgo the pleasantries and just ravish you now? That is the inevitable conclusion of this encounter, sweet. I often-"

The white haired specter pauses to lick his colorless tongue up the valley of Revekka's cleavage. The twin hands on her breasts begin to pluck at the her pert nipples. Sin drags his tongue up to Revekka's collar as he leans closer towards her lovely face. His mouth lifts from her flesh and again he whispers to her.

"I often take my time with my couplings. The thrill of truly conquering the body of such an exquisite woman is something to be savored. And I find that taking a woman that is not properly prepared for it can make the encounter unsatisfying for me and agonizing for her."

The phantom hand at Revekka's womanhood pauses its rubbing and reaches down towards her labia. Its fingers parts open her lips to allow the invisible mouth and its skilled tongue better access to the student's depths.

"Do you want this to be long and infinitely more pleasurable or quick and agonizing? Do choose pleasure, you are such a beautiful creature, it would be a shame to break you for the sake of only a brief tryst."

Moaning, the student moves under the demon’s hands and tongues. “I don’t want you to do anything. I want you to let me go.” Shame rolls over her in waves as she fights the feelings his actions are building. What kind of horrible person am I? she wonders as her body can’t help but respond to his caresses.

Her nipples are hard and tingling with each touch of his mouth. She feels a deep torment as she realizes that she no longer has control of her body. He seems able to pull responses from her that she so doesn’t want to feel. A warm moistness is growing between her legs as his fingers spread her for his tongue. Shuddering, she knows what is to come and she knows that she has no defense for that. “Please, don’t hurt me! she sobs. “I don’t like this. I don’t want this!”

Although her words say one thing her body is saying another. She can’t help but moan softly as her hips lift up, just a fraction to meet his fingers. Ashamed, she pushes against his chest, trying to find a little space; a little room to move without him hovering. He doesn’t budge and his voice promises pain or pleasure. It is her decision.

Fearing the pain more than anything, she whimpers, “I hate what you are doing. I hate you.” With tears running down her cheeks she acquiesces to his demands and stops struggling. “Just don’t hurt me.”

Sin soaks in the sobbing and whimpering. Such raw emotion. It's all just so many spices added to the feast. The beast descends down once again to steal one more kiss from Revekka's luscious and reluctant mouth. He lingers a minute. His lips and tongue once more explores and captures pleasures from the student. Their mouths part. His tongue licks any taste that lingers on his lips from his lovely victim. Then he rises. The unmoving body that Revekka had pushed against now moves. Sin takes a step back to stare down at the the girl's breathtaking body as it is conquered by his many invisible hands and that single mouth that plunges its tongue deeply and repeatedly into her womanhood. Hands continue to carress her supple breasts and tease her tingling nipples. And the lone hand that spreads her nether lips for the invisible mouth spares a finger to rub against the student's clit.

After a minute to admire the effects his phantom appendages are having upon Revekka, Sin walks across the table and towards the tearing eyes that convey so much fear, hatred and shame to him. He stands beside Revekka's head and leers down upon her grogeous features. The white haired fiend whispers to his captive lover, with his chilling, inhuman voice.

"It's almost time to take you. Your body is nearly ready. But still there might be some resistance. And pain. That is unless you were to get me wet first." With one grey hand Sin reaches down to his pitch-black trousers and takes hold of his zipper. The sound of his zipper being slowly opened cuts through the air. With his other hand he lightly strokes the woman's raven hair.

"I think you know how. With that enchanting mouth of yours." He reaches into his opened pants and pulls free his colorless penis. The errect organ throbs with anticipating heartbeats. He takes a light grasp of the base of his long shaft and angles his cock to point towards Revekka's luscious lips.

"And perhaps, if you're extremely talented at this, I might not have to take any more of your virtue." Sin lets a soft, lewd chuckle escape past a small smirk. His hips move slightly forward and brings his rigid manhood clower to her lips. Close enough for her to easily reach him. And to urge her onward the phantom hands and mouth quicken their pace. The invisible mouth drags its tongue up from her labia and brushes over her clit several times before its lips captures the sensative nub and sucks on it.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god” Revekka moans as the creature stands by her head. She cringes as the metalic sound of his zipper lowering follows his whispered words. Inside her mind is racing, trying to comprehend the terrible position she finds herself in. “You promise?” she quietly askes. “You promise if I do what you ask you will let me go?”

She looks at his tool and takes a sharp breath. I don’t want too. God, I don’t want to touch that. She moves under the hands and mouth caressing her. Moaning, she tries to ignore the feelings spreading through her tratiorous body. She hates the little rivers of warmth spreading in her pussy as that satanic tounge stokes her and hates the little gasp that explodes from her as it starts sucking.

Realizing that she is losing control of her body and will soon give him the satisfaction of of knowing, she mentally reviews her options.

1. She can fight him and end up raped or worse.
2. She can do as he asks and hope that he will be satisfied with that.

Just do it. she tells herself. Just reach out and take it and get it over with.

Turning towards him, she hesitantly sticks out her tongue, barely touching the tip of his cock. Surprised at the warmth of it, she licks around the head. Tears run down her face as she gives into the inevitable and sucks the pulsing cock into her mouth.

"Oh. I promise, sweet. I vow that once I have been entirely satisfied I shall release you back into the night I plucked you from." Sin whispers down to Revekka as she takes his member under the care of her mouth. He strokes her hair again with a light touch of his colorless hand. He lets out a sigh as his raven haired captive releases a wellspring of pleasurable sensations that have been bound tightly deep within his loins. His vacant, white eyes close almost dreamily as the specter savors the carnal delights granted to him by those lips and that tongue playing over the contours of the head and eventually the shaft of his penis. His other grey hand reaches out towards Revekka's shapely form. His touch trails over the landscape of his beautiful victim's body. As his hand reaches the brief tuft of hair above her moistening sex he dismisses the invisible hand that had been there. As the phantom mouth begins to tease the girl's clit with long, steady strokes of its tongue he drags a thick finger over the cleft of her womanhood, gathering her wet arrousal onto the length of the digit. After several firm strokes he plunges this now moistened finger into her pussy. The unseen mouth again sucks upon Reveakka's clit. Sin pulls his finger back out of the student's tight passage and again stokes her labia for several hearbeats before again thrusting the digit back into her. This time he forces nearly the entire length of his finger into her. The lewd beast begins to pump his finger in and out of her with steady strokes. All the while the twin hands continued to alternate between massaging Revekka's firm breasts and tweaking her stiffened nipples. These transparent assailants never cease their greedy caressing and never allows the sensative mounds a chance to adjust to a single sensuous activity before switching to a new one. There's so much to be done to his reluctant lover. His many hands and phantom mouth can and will take every pleasure the grey wraith's deviant mind can conjure. And Sin will force equal and greater pleasures upon Revekka. There is no greater joy than to wear down the resistance of his prey so that she too is swept away with the passions that governs his own unnatural existance. Her mind still resists, but Sin's pale eyes open once more to leer at her body as its own desires are stoked by his ever present touch.

((Sorry for the delay. Real life got in the way for a while.))

Overwhelmed by the hideousness of what she has been forced to do, the student focuses on the task at hand. Her tongue hesitantly runs down the length of his shaft, sliding along the underside. It isn’t an altogether unpleasant sensation, having a cock in her mouth, and might even be enjoyable if it was her choice, rather than a forced action.

“Ahhhhh,” she gasps as suddenly a hard digit enters her sensitive nether regions. She squirms in the monster’s grasp, trying to move away from the finger dipping inside her. A long low moan rumbles out of her throat as the finger adds to the many sensations assaulting her body. Again a ripple of shame runs through her as she feels a response growing. No matter what her mind says, her body seems to respond to the demon’s caress.

Focus she orders herself. Focus on what you are doing. Ignore your body. Don’t give in. DON’T GIVE IN . She tries to only feel her mouth, ignoring her body in hopes that it will fade away before she lets him see what he is building inside her, a torrent of bubbling heat seeking a passage of escape.

Steeling her mind against her body’s physical response, she focuses on the hard cock in her mouth. The pulsing life-force feels odd on her tongue. The position is uncomfortable, her head at an odd angle with the rock hard stick pressing into her mouth but she tries to imagine what will make him the most happy; what will guarantee her freedom the fastest.

Slowly she pulls the length into her mouth, sucking the whole cock inside. Her tongue lightly travels over the muscle, curling around the width as her lips massage the shaft. Not sure of what to do, she moves her head, sliding her lips up and down the cock, thrusting it softly in and out of her mouth. Finding a rhythm, she pumps the demon cock, slipping unconsciously into the same pacing as his finger is pumping in her pussy.

The hand Sin uses to stroke Revekka's hair becomes firmer. His fingers delve through her raven strands to urge her onward with their bold petting. A content growl stretches out from the grey beast as carnal sensations ebb up from his cock and radiates throughout his spectral form. If only this pleasure could last for an eternity, but it builds and grows and sings promises of a greater, ultimate pleasure that just may consume him entirely when it explodes forth. His unnatural body must have more and so the current wave of delight must be forgotten as the next proves even greater, and the one after that is greater still. Soon his pleasure will reach its peak. Soon, but not quite yet.
The colorless ghost's other hand reaches a thick finger into the brunette's womanhood three more times with quick strokes. Then he pulls his digit entirely out of her and begins to rub the moistened finger and the rest of his hand against the outside of her mound. His phantom mouth grinds its tongue into her clit for several merciless heartbeats and then is gone. Sin pulls his hand away from the girl's pussy as well, leaving her sex unattended. He waits for her to complete a few more strokes of his cock before he returns the invisible lips to Revekka's clit. This unseen mouth sucks on the nub. He reaches his hand back down and forces his finger back inside of he vagina. He pistons his long digit into his captive with ever quickening jabs. Each time he seeks to reach her most hidden point of delight. Again and again and again he pumps his finger into his angellic victim. All the while his invisible mouth teases her with equal intensity. And once more the finger and mouth abandons their work and deprive Revekka of their touch.

"See how your body reveals your true nature. Mmmm. Your mouth is so adept at pleasuring a man. And-" The wraith whispers down to Revekka. His chilling voice sounds thawed in a tone that can't quite mask what his forced lover is making him feel. Again his finger is thrust into Revekka's wet passage, but this time it is joined by a second finger. He pumps his index and middle finger into his victim. The invasion is slow at first. The phantom mouth also returns and licks at Revekka's clit once again. " And your body, your delicious body goes wild at my touch. You can't fight it. It's what you want. You're such a bad, bad girl. Yess. And tonight you are my bad girl." His fingers begin to quicken the pace of their deep thrusts.

The poor girl’s ravaged body writhes under his touch. No matter what her mind says, her body heats and pulses with each demonic stroke. It is as if something foreign has taken over her body. Something purely sensual and passionate. Waves of tight heat crash against her sex each time his tongue, his fingers caress her. Moaning, she ripples her tongue along the underside of his shaft, trying to focus on her chore rather than the growing pleasure surrounding her.

Her hand reaches up and her fingers wrap around the base of his cock, holding it tight as she sucks and swallows him. Her mouth works his cock as she wiggles, not sure if she is trying to move away from his fingers or towards them. From a distance she hears his taunts about being a bad girl and to her deepest shame, she must admit, at least to herself, that he might be right. No good girl would feel what she was feeling. No good girl would enjoy the tendrils of heat spiraling through her. A soft whimper escapes her as she acknowledges that she is about to succumb to his evil influence. She can’t help it. His will is too powerful and his touch to inviting.

As his fingers plunge back into her pussy and thrusts hard and fast, she arches her back, pressing his cock further down her throat as she feels a tingling growing deep inside her. The little quakes build and build and build until suddenly, a massive explosion ignites her, shattering her world. Screaming around his cock, the student totally gives into the violent pleasure raping her body.

Sin feels Revekka's climax as his thrusting fingers are grasped by her throbbing womanhood. Her entire body quakes within the grasp of his many hands. The lewd specter dismisses the invisible hands so his white eyes can watch his victim's shapely form writhe with sensual delight without their interference.

His own release rushes in upon him. It threatens to overwhelm him at any moment. But before it can he pulls his errection free from Revekka's mouth and pushes her hand away from his penis. He aches for release. He must have her now. He must have her body. The mouth licking Revekka vanishes as he pulls his fingers out from the the brunette's pussy. An instant later he is parting her legs a little more and standing between them. Sin's movements are swift and rough. There are no more phantom appendages. It's just his darkly clothed body looming over the naked student. He holds his cock, aiming it. A thrust forward peirces Revekka's pussy. The white-haired creature claims only a few inches at first, but after pulling partially out another thrust pushes his member even further into her depths. As he continues to piston in and out of his luscious victim he reaches deeper and deeper. The grey skinned ghost leans over her. His powerful body presses against her soft, slender form. His panting breath is mingled with lust-born grunts. He drags his hands over her many curves. He's everywhere. This time it isn't a collection of unseen body parts. Now it's entirely this colorless beast that is ravaging his captive. It's him that reaches into the farthest reaches of his grogeous victim's womanhood.

Again his orgasm rushes in upon Sin. Desperate to finally give in to his ultimate pleasure the beast thrusts harder and faster. Only his own ecstacy matters at this moment.

Wave after wave of white hot pleasure sweeps over the poor girl as she enters an unfamiliar world of pure physical joy. She is dimly aware of the demon moving, hands retreating, lips disappearing but it is outside the boundries of her focus. Her entire being is centered in the pulsing area between her legs. Moments pass before she is truly concious again.

“No!” she screams as she realizes what he is doing. Wiggling as much as she can in her suspended state, she tries to pull away from his plunging cock but the weight of his body and the phantom hold keeps her from escaping. Unfortunately, her struggles only pressed his hardness deeper into her softness. The scraping of his cock against the walls of her pussy sparked little rivers of heat, easing through her, seeping into her mind again.

A deep shame welled up inside her as she was forced to admit that his torture was not over. He still had the ability to control her body if not her mind. NO NO NO NO NO A long, continuous wail reverberates in her head as she tries to bring her rebelous body back under her control but the stimulous his body, his weight, his breath, and his hands provide is too much for her to fight in her vulnerable state. Tears stream down her face, pooling in her hair as she feels her wicked body responding. Against her will she feels the warmth building in her pussy, fanned by his strokes. Ultimately she knows that he will prevail but she bites her lip hard, drawing a little blood, hoping the pain will focus her attention on resitance rather than submission.