Ebony Femdom Demonic Foot Worship

Ebony Femdom Demonic Foot Worship
Demonic foot worship by the ebony femdom Duchess Willow, is your next stop on the Halloween blog train. 1-800-601-6975

 

Have you enjoyed the camp Enchantrix Halloween blog train? If you are new to the train, start with Miss Cassidy, and follow the trail. Demonic foot worship is a part two, to ebony femdom demon nurse. When we last left Cass, it was unclear what was about to happen to him, but part two should give you an idea, of what became of the ebony succubus, and her new pet.

Ebony Femdom Demonic Foot Worship

Cass awakened in a dreamlike state, still foggy from being pulled into the demon nurse’ trance. He looked around and could see he was no longer in the nurses office. The area was dark and smelled of damp earth and sulphur. There was a bluish glow coming deep from within the cavern. He looked down and saw marks on his wrists and ankles. Scratches and symbols etched into his bare flesh. Naked and alone, or so he thought, until he heard her voice, and his head began spinning once more.

The Black Goddess Of The Underworld Speaks

No sooner than he heard her voice, turning to follow where it led, the sight of her making him gasp. Her hair was curled into shiny black ringlets, pulled up in the front, and cascading over her bare, full breasts. The demoness’ ebony skin was glistening and smooth, her legs draped over the arm of a large druid throne, with wild vines and leaves coiled and sprouting all around it. Cass could not bring himself to speak, mouth gaping and marveling at her beauty. His eyes drawn to her dangling legs and feet, staring at her shiny lacquered toes, his mouth began to water, thoughts of demonic foot worship of her marvelous feet, filling his head.

A Thirsty Tranced Devotee

“You’ve had a long voyage, pet,” she purred. “You must be hungry, and surely you have a thirst….”

Cass stammered, finally finding the courage to speak, “wh-where am I? Where’s the camp? Where are all the counselors?” He stared at her flexing toes as she stretched out, and spoke much braver than he felt, his hands shaking, and his stomach dropping when he heard her bellowing laugh, echoing in the deep cavern.

“We are no longer even in the same dimension, as your camp members. And certainly you aren’t worried about what they’re doing, pet. You’re hungry…”

The trigger made it impossible for Cass to think of anything other than the programming already implanted deep in his subconscious. The more he tried to think clearly, the deeper he sunk into her influence, the words of obedience spilling from his lips. “I… am hungry….”

“You need to serve, and drink the sweet nectar of your dominant.”

“…need to serve… need to drink…. so hungry…”

The ebony demoness lifted her hand as if beckoning to him, and his body was willed forward, crawling to her, until he was kneeling, scratched, naked, and mindless with tranced hunger, at her feet.

Willow flexed her feet once more, re-positioning herself with her feet directly in front of him. Lifting her right foot, and locking her gaze on Cass, he obediently opened his mouth, as if he knew exactly what was coming next. Slipping her big toe into his mouth, Cass began to suck hungrily. Lapping at her big toe and wrapping his lips around her silky flesh, the sweetness of her essence filling his mouth, and trickling down his throat.

Enslaved To Ebony Feet

The Duchess purred sweetly, stroking his face, leaning in and whispering her femdom trance like influence into his ear. “You belong to me, now, Cass.” Her voice in his ear causing him to moan in bliss, as he continued to suck. Not even noticing his body being lifted from the ground, as their sembiotic embrace continued. He ran his tongue over her big toe, in between each of her toes and down across the sole of her foot, moaning with pleasure to be able to worship the black goddess’ feet.

She watched and licked her lips, as she wrapped her slithering ebony succubus vines around his legs and arms, feeding off of him. Watched his face and body become gaunt and skeletal, as she transferred his soul into her body. Cass didn’t seem to notice or care, or feel anything. Soon his body disintegrated, as the black Queen took her victims spirit.

Camp Enchantrix

Back at camp, all was quiet. Suddenly one of the campers rushed into the nurses office. “Pardon me, Miss Willow, but has anyone seen Cass?” The nurse looked up, and smiled. “No, sorry I have not. He was here earlier complaining of a fever, so I gave him some medicine and sent him back to his cabin.”

“Hmm… that’s strange, he wasn’t in his cabin either. Maybe he’s feeling better.”

“Perhaps you’re right,” said the nurse.

“Well.. uh.. sorry to have bothered you miss….”

There was a loud scream from the direction of the woods behind them. The nurse and the camper exchanged glances. Willow stood up, turned to look out the window, and then faced the camper. “Why don’t you and I go see what that was, pet?” The camper nodded, and followed behind Willow meekly, as she led him deep into the woods.

I hope you enjoyed the demonic foot worship story, if you’re ready to continue your blog train journey, here’s your ride to our next stop, Mistress Harper.

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6 thoughts on “Ebony Femdom Demonic Foot Worship

  1. Oh, if there was one thing Duchess Willow could use me for, it would have to be her foot slave.

    And being a demonic succubus at the same time would put me over the top…like I would have a chance with such a demon beauty with my pitiful slave oral skills.

    Keep me in mind, for whatever pleases you.

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