There was a blackA-line skirt with a high midriff jacket and a white silk blouse withruffles of lace at the cuffs and neck. Sheer pantyhose, a black...amisole and half slip and two inch heeled black pumps were therewaiting for me. I took off my robe, picked up the pretty camisole andlet it fall over my powdered shoulders. I then put on my pantyhose andpulled the half slip up my nyloned legs.Nancy came into the room with Cathy. "Well, good morning Missy dear,did you sleep well last night?". I pushed the sheet off us. She grasped my cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy canal. I pushed inward and upwards, burying my shaft into her wet tightness.“That feels amazing ... the way that your pussy just clings to my shaft”.I started to fuck her slowly, short and firm strokes, enjoying the closeness with her, cupping her breasts and playing with her stiff nipples.“Oh ... ahhhhhhhh ... oh fuck” she gasped with a nice orgasm arriving quickly. Her juices trickling down my shaft.It. That means everything,” she snaps at me. I comply without a word and stand before her naked. She is wearing a very sheer white kimono, her red hair a stark contrast against the pale silk. She steps towards me and without a word slaps me across my right breast, I jerk back and squeal in pain and shock. “I said there would be a price,” she repeats and slaps my other breast. “Still want to cum?” I breathe deeply. 'Oh fuck, what have I got into?' I ask myself. My breasts are stinging but I’m. .. now? What do I do ... to turn succubus?” Lacey revealed that she paid attention to some of the news for sure.“Kill yourself. Take your own life and rise again as a she-devil. Sound good?” I demanded, getting an eager nod from a new and improved Lacey Chabert, now definitely on Team Hell.Lacey grabbed a pill bottle and poured some red wine to down it, opting for less violence, but it was still a very effective way to go as long as no one pumped her stomach. Sure enough, she hit the floor,.