The helpless girl screamed, shocked and confused as she felt the first two tentacles slither up her slender legs, locking her limbs in place. She lost her balance and toppled forward as the water held her in place, but before she crashed against the wet tile wall her wrists were grasped as well and pulled up above her body, righting her.

"D-Desera!!!!" she screamed, her voice filled with panic as she thrashed and fought within the summoned beast's grasp. "Desera help!!"

Tears flowed down the helpless girl's cheeks, invisible amidst the steady stream of water still flowing from the shower head, just adding the the water demon's mass.

The first whip's strike came as a complete shock to the struggling girl. The watery tendril flew down with pinpoint accuracy, slapping across Emmeline's finely sculpted rear, leaving a faint pink welt behind it. Her voice caught in the young heiress's throat, her mouth agape, silent with shock. The next strike loosened her vocal cords however, and the succubus could hear a series of sharp, painful cries perfectly pinpointing the exact second each whip connected with the girl's flawless skin.

Hearing the scream Desera knew that the small incantation had worked. Unfortunately any delay in arrival, would draw some sort of suspicion. Run towards the showers with a tri pod, and underwater camera in hand. "Emi what's wro..." She stopped herself, when seeing the aquatic mass of tendrils that was holding Emi. Human instinct was telling her to turn and run. Unfortunately a tendril shot out from the shower, and wrapped around Desera's legs.

A sudden pull sent her falling to the ground along with the tripod, and camera. Fortunately due to the inhabitants of the island, most of the school equipment was rather durable. "Hey let me go!" Desera tried to slow herself, as she was being pulled towards the shower. The tendril pulling her would spawn another one, and slash across her clothing. The clothing would fall off, as she was dragged across the tile floor.

Desera was now perfectly naked, by the time she was tossed into the shower. The tendril positioned Desera right behind Emi, where the girl’s mouth could work on the young girls slit. The tendrils had also gone through the trouble of setting up the tripod, and camera. The camera wouldn't show the monster, since after all it was designed to work under water. The camera however, would show the water coming from the shower head.

The tendrils holding Emi's wrist, would position them against the shower wall. It was as if this creature didn't want anything to look suspicious in the video. Desera's forefinger and pointer rubbed against Emi's slit. "Emi you're all ready wet down here. Don't tell me you enjoy being whipped. Although are twosome has apparently turned into a threesome." Desera's hand soon cupped Emi's slit from behind, as her fingers gently rubbed it. The whip like tendrils still came crashing down on Emi's flawless body. It was as if the creature was chosen different spots, as to not leave any visible mark on the video.

“N-NO!” Emmeline screamed, immediately regretting calling out for Desera when she heard the second girl cry out as the watery beast’s tentacles ensnared her as well. Emi twisted around within the thing’s grasp, looking over her shoulder to watch in horror as Desera was dragged into the shower and stripped of her clothing as well.

When the tentacles had finally gotten Desera into position Emi could no longer see her, though she felt the girl behind her, as if she were kneeling between her wide-spread legs. Emmeline gasped, her suspicions confirmed when the white-haired girl began to stroke her dripping wet lips. The creature saw fit to reposition its first plaything as well, pinning her hands against the wall which caused her to bend over slightly at the waist so her shapely rear made that much easier of a target for its whips, and her dripping slit was thrust back towards her companion.

“Desera?! W-what are you doing?!” she cried, distressed and confused. Her companion spoke as if there was nothing frightening, nothing odd at all, about being bound and whipped by some elemental specter. Still, no matter what her voice conveyed, her body made it clear that she was indeed enjoying the creature’s attentions, at least on a physical level. Emi’s slick pink pussy lips dripped with more that just water as the disguised succubus’s slender fingers toyed with them.

She had never contemplated that the creature would attack her. Had it been the timing, or possibly an incorrect word or phrase in the incantation? Whatever it was the problem was keep Emi out of the loop. She had fallen out of character, and the young woman had apparently shown some distress in the matter. "You had to remind me about the thing in here with us." Her tone was more scarred now, as the creature decided to motivate her.

A tendril from the creature began to slide in between her legs. A low moan escaped Desera's lips, as her eye lids fluttered. Her hands griping onto Emi's taught thighs. "Hey don't rub there!" Her voice frightened with hints of arousal, as she objected to what the creature was doing. A wet smack brought her attention back to Emi, as a whip tendril smacked down onto her bottom. "Emi please forgive me. I'm really feeling it, and I really want to do it with you!"

Emi would begin to feel Desera's fingers moving across her slit again. Her fingers went as far to spread them from time to time. The edge of her fingers just barely rubbing against the girl’s clitoris. A tendril would coil around Emi's soft bosom that was out of view from the camera. It soon began to softly and rhythmically squeeze it. "Emi you really are cute, so cute that I brought that camera along. I was going to record use having sex, so I could play to myself as I played with myself."

Desera's voice still sounded scarred, but it was getting harder to tell. There had been an increase in the lust in her voice, Along with soft moans escaping from her lips every so often. It was hard to tell what the creature was doing to her. Emi would have to worry about the sudden barrage of tendrils whipping down onto her body.

The dark-haired girl seemed convinced by Desera's words, at least for now. It wasn't really poor Emmeline's fault; it's rather hard to think critically when you're being restrained and whipped by an unearthly horror and a beautiful girl kneels between your legs and fondles you.

"I-I'm sorry...!" she whispered, at a loss as to what else to say in their bizarre situation. A blush rose to her fair cheeks as she heard Desera moan, wondering just what the creature was doing to her. She wished they'd had more time to explore each others bodies before they were interrupted, wished she'd had the opportunity to repay her for the amazing oral she'd received. She felt something like a stab of jealousy when she thought of this horrifying creature making the silver-haired beauty scream with pleasure, denying her the opportunity. Fear rushed back quickly though, fear becoming more and more tainted by lust, as a tentacle cracked down across her bare flesh.

She moaned as Desera's nimble fingers went back to work, teasing her sensitive flesh but never giving her quite what her body ached for. Her second lover was diligent in it's own manipulation, drawing another loud moan from Emi as a tentacle snaked around one of her soft, supple breasts and began to expertly squeeze and stroke the slick wet flesh.

"C-camera...?" The petite girl whispered, glancing back over her shoulder to catch her first glimpse of the little electronic device. She gasped, but though she was surprised she didn't seem to be upset. Rather, as Desera detailed her plans to record their fun and pleasure herself to it later Emi's heart began to beat faster, her lust building quicker. She imagined the sight of their naked bodies captured for posterity, pictured Desera alone, late at night, bringing herself to orgasm as she watched the video over and over again.

She groaned softly, lost in her fantasy, until the tentacles began snapping at her bare flesh again. She cried out, her screams now containing an obvious undertone of lust. Nectar dripped from her tight pink pussy and flowed down her legs as Desera lovingly stroked her lips.

Her little deception had worked for now. Desera had to wonder how much time she had brought herself. It didn't matter as her hands continued to massage the girls slit. The massaging feeling would stop, only to be replaced by Desera's tongue. She could taste the girl’s juices beginning to come out of her channel. She could also feel her tongue going deeper, as she was slowly allowed deeper entry.

The whipping of Emi's body seemed to slow down. Had the aquatic tendrils had enough of beating the girl? Emi would suddenly here a loud moan from behind her. It was hard to tell what the creature was doing to Desera, but Emi's clitoris would come under attack. Not by the monster, but by Desera's own hand. It was apparent Desera was going to further stimulate the girl, as she rubbed Emi's clitoris, and at some points gave it a light twist. All this time she was still licking at Emi's channel.

Emi moaned, her back arching in a graceful curve as the succubus's agile tongue replaced her fingers. She writhed sensuously, her hips gyrating ever so slightly before Desera as her unconscious desires started to eat away at the edges of her fear. As the whip strikes, each still eliciting a little yelp of pain from the bound girl, began to grow more and more infrequent she felt the tense, knotted muscles of her slender body begin to relax slightly.

The cool water pounded down upon her upturned face, flowing down her neck and through her thick black hair. As the little rivulets of crystal clear water traced her body's curves the faint pink welts the whips had left began to sting less. As her fair-haired companion's tongue began to probe her tight little pussy she could almost forget that they were being held captive by some horrible beast and lose herself in the pleasure of it all.

The loud moan her lover released startled Emmeline, causing her to jump slightly as she was suddenly wrenched back to reality. The cry had clearly been one of pleasure, of lust, not pain or fright though. The young heiress found herself wondering what was befalling her companion, what this...thing could be doing to elicit such a sound from her but before she had much time to speculate she was letting out moans of her own as Desera began to play with her clitoris.

"Oh Desera!" She gasped, her legs beginning to tremble.

Desera could feel Emi tremble under her touch. It was one of the few feelings that she enjoyed during these meals. She knew the girls trembling only could mean a few things, and only one thing in the current situation. Desera had been slowly cooking Emi during her seduction, and now she was all most ready. The aquatic mass of tendrils had been slowing down for a reason. Desera had included a time limit gap in her incantation. The spell was reaching its time limit, and the tendrils were struggling to keep their form.

A somewhat wicked grin formed on her face. Desera raised her hand in the air, and gave Emi's bottom a good hard slap. It was mostly to let the girl know she was still okay, and able to move around. Her tongue burred itself deep within the Emi's channel, as she could taste the girl’s juices. Her free hand would give a more playful slap to Emi's bottom, as her other hand continued to play with the girls clitoris. The aquatic tendril around Emi's bosom would dissolve, and return to just being water. The aquatic tendril whips however began another short barrage, of hitting Emi in various places.

"Desera...Desera...Desera...!" the girl gasped, lost in the moment as her lover's dexterous tongue flicked in and around her dripping pussy, seeming to find every aching nerve and stimulate it in just the right way. Emmeline moaned and groaned, writhed and wriggled, blissfully unaware of the succubus's ulterior motives as she played the naive young girl's body like a finely tuned instrument.

"A-AH!"

Her wide blue eyes flew open and Emi let out a sharp little cry when Desera's hand snapped against her taught wet flesh, the aura of lust surrounding her bound, naked body flaring up. "Oh yessss..." she hissed, groaning as the silver-haired girl gave her another little spank. The helpless girl, fully engrossed by Desera's manipulations, barely seemed to notice as the watery tentacle around her breast dissolved and washed over her naked flesh. She'd almost pushed the arcane creature from her mind entirely until the first of the new whip-strikes hit her bare ass.

"Oh yes...YES!" she screamed. Between the tendrils slapping against her naked flesh and her lover's expert manipulation of her throbbing clit Emmeline could feel the little spark inside her flare up and quickly grow to a roaring fire as she teetered on the brink of yet another orgasm.

The sudden flare up in sexual energy had caught Desera's attention. It was normally a sign that a girl was reaching her peek. It was also helpful that Emi was showing all the physical signs. Desera was glad that her meal was enjoying herself. The end result was all ways better when they enjoyed themselves. Oh so she likes being spanked. What a naughty little meal this one is. She was considering giving the whip tendrils a bit more time, but in the end decided against it.

Just to test the thresh hold of her little meals liking for pain. Desera pulled at Emi's clit before twisting it. This was followed up by a playful slap to the girl’s bottom again. A number of the whip tendrils had dissolved back into just water. What was left went on another barrage of whippings to Emi's body. Now where is that elusive spot. Desera's tongue began roaming around looking for that special spot all woman have.

"Yes...yes...yes...!" The girl chanted softly between deep, almost ragged breaths. She leaned against the wet tile walls, the shower still pounding down across her shoulders and back, the crystal clear water flowing down her naked form as Desera's tongue explored her tight channel, methodically searching for the cluster of nerves that would push Emi over the edge. Emi moaned continually, aching to reach down and massage her breasts or stroke her nipples, anything that would add to the flood of pleasure saturating her entire being but a few tendrils still held her wrists up against the wall.

A soft, but sharp scream slipped past Emmeline's lips as the girl's sensitive little clit was tugged and twisted. Both the fair-haired girl's delicate hand and the remaining watery tendrils continued to whip the lust-maddened girl's exposed rear. She was driven closer and closer to the edge by both Desera and the nearly dissolved intruder until finally the succubus's tongue found what it had been searching for. Emmeline screamed, arching her back as she finally climaxed, her whole body shaking and shuddering

Emi's sudden climax had caught Desera off guard. This caused her to gag on the sexual juices that flowed into her mouth. It was enough though as Desera got a taste of Emi's juices. The texture, taste, and consistency had all been perfect. The remaining water tendrils dissolved, and feel to the shower floor. This allowed her to stand back up and on shaky legs she leaned against the floor. Desera watched, as Emi's form finally collapsed onto the shower floor. "You should really warn your partner when you’re going to climax Emi."

Desera was looking around the room trying to locate a clock. The instructor had given them twenty minutes, of the remaining seventy-five minutes of class. She was currently trying to figure out how much time they had left. Her own juices were running down her thighs though. This encounter and meal had been more then she expected. She hadn't been this enthralled in a meal, or even aroused for a good long time. There was a need for more time, or at least a later visit to Emi. Right now she needed to locate a clock though.

"I-I'm sorry!" The young woman said, gazing up at Desera with nothing but complete and utter trust. She was on her knees, legs splayed as she let her exhausted body rest against the wet, porcelain tiled wall. Her experience with sex, the consensual sort that involved more than one person at least, was rather limited but the look in her bright blue eyes said she was eager to learn.

When the fair-haired girl ventured off to find a clock Emi carefully got to her feet, cautiously looking around lest that...thing grab her again, but the watery tendrils were no where to be seen. She ventured out on wobbly legs, smiling faintly as she enjoyed the sensation of walking through a public space completely nude. Granted, the only other person in the space was thoroughly familiar with her body already, but it was still a small thrill.

"That was...that was amazing." Emi said, letting out a soft, slightly giddy laugh. "I mean a-aside from that...thing." she added hastily.

Legs trembling ever so slightly, she made her way over to her locker and reached inside to check the time on her cell phone. "How long were we in there?"

Desera walked back to her locker as she began to place clothing garments onto her body. "Um...long enough that the sadist has probably noticed we didn't come back for more of her twisted fun." Out of the twenty minutes allotted to them they had spent a good five minutes getting back to the showers, and a good fifteen minutes in the shower. By the time the two of them got back to the class, they would surely be sent to the punishment station. "I have to agree that it was better then having to go back to class." Dessera had walked into the same row of lockers that Emi was in. Reaching out she wrapped her arms around Emi, so that her covered bosom was pressing up against Emi's back.

"You really surprised me back there though Emi. I really didn't expect you to be so submissive, or even into being spanked like that." Desera felt it was time to fill Emi in on her little secret, after all it felt like Emi was a perfect student to instruct. Leaning in closer so that her lips were close to Emi's ear, Desera whispered gently into her meals ear that she really was a succubus. Emi would either think she was joking or try to break free of the embrace Desera currently had on her. Either way it would be interesting to see what Emi's reaction would be.

OOC: Sneaky little Emi making a post that I didn't notice.