by Dante King
“There you are,” Judyth snapped. The moment I entered the room, she slid the bamboo door closed behind me. I looked around to see a bare room with a single bed in the center, illuminated by a lantern hanging from the ceiling.
Wait, that wasn’t a normal bed. Instead of a mattress, it had sharp nails protruding from the box spring.
“Since you seem to be... resistant to heat,” Judyth purred, giving away the game that she’d seen through my attempts at faking pain, “I thought we might test your resistance to piercing attacks. Angels are fond of spears and tridents, after all—and there’s always those dreadful pitchforks imps and demons carry…”
“You want me to lay in that,” I grunted, staring at the contraption. “I figured you were leading me to a bed, Judyth. I just didn’t know it was set up like this!”
The Headmistress of the Celestial Academy snickered like a schoolgirl. “Take your clothes off and lay down,” she commanded. “All of them. Clothing doesn’t heal the way injuries do in the Temperance School—if you ruin those robes, they’ll stay ruined for the rest of the tour. I don’t want you to have to explain why you’re walking around in rags in Justice and Prudence…”
She wanted to see me naked, huh? I liked the sound of that. Though the bed of spikes definitely put a damper on the whole thing. Still, I could get with it. I reckoned that if a bed full of burning hot coals couldn’t touch me, some dinky needles probably wouldn’t do much more than a tattoo gun.
I stripped off my shirt, leaving the bare muscles of my chest exposed. A faint sheen of sweat covered my body from coal walking, and I caught Judyth licking her lips as I undid the sash holding the bottoms of my robe on. Soon, I was down to my boxer shorts, a very un-angelic bulge stretching the fabric. Yeah, I had a hard-on. I wasn’t about to hide it.
Judyth pointed at my underwear. “Those too,” the Headmistress growled, nibbling at her bottom lip.
I decided to play with her a bit. “So my boxers get torn up a bit,” I said, gesturing at the bed of spikes. “No one’s going to see those under my robes, right?”
“All of your clothes,” Judyth said, her voice deepening. “Now. Obey your Headmistress, Luke.”
I could obey—though once things really got started, I’d be the one taking control. My boxers hit the ground, and the gasp that escaped Judyth’s lips at the sight of my cock made me swell with more than pride. Folding my clothes in a neat pile, I walked over to the bed of nails, sizing it up.
“I’ve slept in some shitty dorm beds before,” I said, cocking an eyebrow at Judyth, “but even they were more comfortable than this.”
“Language,” the Headmistress purred. She stood only inches from me, heat rolling off her gorgeous body. I could feel how badly she wanted me—wanted this. Was I about to fuck on her torture bed?
“Oh come on,” I teased. “We’re alone. Surely you can’t hold a few naughty words against me—”
Judyth’s hand pressed against my chest. For a second, I thought she was about to go on tiptoe and kiss me—than a surge of strength sent me down to the bed of nails. She slammed me onto it like a pro wrestling move, the sting of a thousand needles piercing my skin and filling me with agony. This time I couldn’t fake anything—I screamed.
“Ahhh!” I groaned, trying my best to rise. The hand on my chest kept me pinned as effectively as an anvil. “What did you do that for!?”
“Teaching you to endure pain,” the Headmistress said with a shrug. “You’ll need to be very, very good at it if you want to fuck me!”
Even after all her warnings about language, hearing the f-word pass the Headmistress’s prim and proper lips sent a shock through me. I kind of understood—refraining from foul language made the times you did use it so much hotter. A surge of lust shot through my cock at the mention of fucking, and I gasped.
“That’s right,” Judyth teased, working her hand in a tight circle on my chest. The pressure pushed me down further on the spikes, pushing them deeper into my skin. Suddenly I understood the agony Maddie had gone through. I felt like letting my eyes roll back in my head and my mind go blank would be the best way of dealing with this much pain.
Judyth wasn’t about to let me escape, though.
“Bad boy,” she growled, leaning so close over me our lips nearly touched. “You want to fuck me so badly, don’t you? Even with a whole squad of demon girls at your beck and call—even with sweet Madeleine by your side—you just can’t help but want more, can’t you?”
I spoke through gritted teeth. “You want me too,” I said, staring up at her. “Don’t deny it. You might be the leading angel here, but you’ve definitely got a bad side!”
Her hand left me as quickly as it had come. Without the additional pressure pushing me down onto the spikes, the puncture wounds in my back began to heal. The pain felt almost... arousing.
Normally, I was the one doing the spanking, slapping, and choking in the bedroom. It wasn’t like I was some kind of chauvinist pig—it was just the way it always happened. Even before I’d become a demon and the heir of Lucifer, every girl I’d gone to bed with wanted a dominant partner in bed. Even strong women I’d met and added into my harem, like Christina and Mareth, wanted deep down to just be pinned to a mattress and mercilessly fucked while I called them my good girl. They showed off their bruises to each other like they were proud of them!
So the change of pace I was getting from Judyth did things to me I hadn’t known were possible. A whole new kind of arousal coursed through my bloodstream as I sat up from the bed of nails, my gaze devouring Judyth’s naked body. I didn’t even stop to wonder where she’d had the time to discard her clothes—I just grabbed her, pulling her onto the spikes along with me.
She came greedily, straddling my thighs. Honey dripped from her inner walls, so warm and thick I knew she was more fertile than any woman I’d ever fucked. Suddenly, I needed the pleasure to mix with the pain—I needed us to hurt each other while we fucked and came and I filled her tight little pussy to the brim and then some.
Both her hands came down on my shoulders this time. The pain was immense; matched only by the pleasure. “You want to fuck me!?” Judyth roared, lowering herself to my cock.
“Yes!” I howled, grabbing twin handfuls of her firm ass. “Fuck yes, baby! Give it to me! Give that angel pussy to Daddy!”
Judyth gave me a sexy smirk. “Come take it,” she whispered, arching her pelvis.
I thrust upward, putting every ounce of energy into ramming myself hilt-deep into Judyth’s perfect, silky tightness. I could already feel her heavenly walls wrapping around me, taking me into the stratosphere as I gave the Headmistress of the Celestial Academy a hard, primal fucking—
My hips thrust into open air.
The pressure on my chest vanished. When I opened my eyes, no woman straddled me. I was laying on a bed of nails, thrusting upward with my erect prick like some sort of madman. What the hell?
Laughter came from the other side of the door. When it slid open, Judyth entered. The Headmistress was fully dressed this time—and indeed, I suddenly realized, she’d never taken off her clothes in the first place.
She’d never been in the room with me. It was all a trick, like the piles of food in front of the starving monks.
“Well, I can see it doesn’t take much to get you to strip your clothes off,” the Headmistress said with an arched eyebrow. “Obviously resisting temptation is not your strong suit, Luke. I doubt I’ll be suggesting you major in the Temperance School.”
I dropped to the floor and reached for my clothes. My boxers went on first, stretching awkwardly over the erection I’d been moments away from plunging deep into the phantom Judyth. “That was a mean trick,” I grunted.
“It’s just as well,” the Headmistress said with a yawn. “As a demonic student, you’d probably receive no end of teasing down in the Infernal Academy were you to specialize in the resisting of Earthly pleasures.”
Just then, Maddie peeked her head inside the door. She�
��d fully healed from her coal walk, and her face lit up with questions at the sight of me wearing nothing but boxer shorts with a bunch of pin pricks in my back.
“What did I miss?” Maddie asked, a teasing lilt in her voice.
“Luke was given a test to see if he can resist the temptation of lust,” Judyth said, crossing her arms beneath her ample breasts. “He failed. Miserably.”
Maddie laughed. “I could have told you that,” she said, her gaze traveling to the bulge in my boxers. Now it was Maddie nibbling her bottom lip and looking heated. “You need me to take care of that, baby?”
Both of us stared at her. Maddie had gotten so turned on, she forgot where she was.
Maddie let out a shocked little giggle as she realized. “Headmistress, could you give Luke and I a few minutes? I might need to help him back into his clothes.”
Judyth’s face darkened. “No. I understand—even if I don’t accept—your fraternization with a student from the Infernal Academy. But I draw the line at allowing you to copulate in the middle of a school dedicated to self-control!”
I snickered at the thought. This school was the counterpart of Lust—and I’d gotten laid during my tour there, thanks to Christina and her utter shamelessness. She’d fucked me right in the hallway while Xora droned on, hiking up her skirt and offering me her bare pussy…
Okay, if I didn’t stop, I was actually going to need a few minutes alone with Maddie. “It’s alright, Maddie,” I said, sliding on the rest of my robes. “We’ll make up for it later.”
“You’d better,” Maddie said hotly. With an irritated glance at Judyth for spoiling her fun, my angelic girlfriend brushed a speck of imaginary dust off her shoulder and straightened up. “So what’s next, Judyth? You need to tempt me with some loving, too?”
“No need,” Judyth said, flashing an enigmatic grin. “Perhaps the next School will be more to your liking. After all, who doesn’t love a little justice?”
Chapter 8
As we left the Temperance School, I willed the erection the phantom Judyth had given me to go away. It wasn’t easy. Seeing the Headmistress of the Celestial Academy in the buff had made it so that I was constantly picturing it through her tight robes, every little brush of her body against mine in a hallway setting my nerves on fire. I needed to cool the fuck off, or the rest of this tour was going to be a torture all its own.
“Luke,” Maddie whispered, dropping a step behind the Headmistress as she prattled on about the history of the various torments developed for the monastery. “Are you alright, babe?”
How the hell could I explain? “Yeah, it’s no big deal,” I told Maddie. “She just... she kinda got in my head, you know? Mind fucked me good, even if she didn’t get around to the real thing.”
Maddie smiled knowingly. “She’s really hot,” my angelic girlfriend confessed. I fell in love with her all over again. “I don’t blame you. Look, just keep it cool until we can get out of here and I’m yours. However you want. Just... try to think about baseball or something?”
“I will,” I assured her. “But the fact you just promised me anything I want once we’re out of here is going to make that damned hard.”
“That’s not the only thing that’s hard,” Maddie said with a giggle. “Shit, I think Judyth’s on to us!”
The Headmistress was, indeed, ‘on’ to us. She stood at the door back to the connecting hallway, one eyebrow arched so high it nearly disappeared into her hairline. “Coming?” Judyth asked.
I bit back the pun I wanted to make. No, Luke, you can think about things other than sex, I told myself. Use your brain instead of your dick just this once, man, please.
But as we pushed through the crowd, I found it more and more difficult to rid my mind of those thoughts and feelings. The fact of Maddie’s tight, sexy body so close to mine didn’t made it any easier—if anything, my girlfriend seemed to know exactly what kind of effect she was having on me. She gloried in it.
“Headmistress?” Maddie suddenly asked, cutting Judyth off mid-sentence as she explained the meaning behind the engraved symbols over each of the Celestial School’s doors. “Do you have, ah, restroom facilities anywhere in the Celestial Academy?”
Judyth cocked an eyebrow. “You need to go to the bathroom?”
Maddie blushed. “I’m still covered in sand from the Manticore fight,” she confided, stepping closer to the Headmistress as a trio of angels wearing headphones and backpacks made their way down the hall. “And my feet are filthy from walking across those hot coals. And yes, I do need to go to the bathroom. Even angels aren’t immune from the call of nature, I guess.”
Judyth stared down the hallway as if she could see through the walls. I had no doubt the Headmistress carried a map of this place in her head at all times, even though an accurate blueprint of the Celestial Academy would have looked like an album cover designed by MC Escher.
“The nearest facilities are right at the end of the tour,” the Headmistress said, making a sour face. “You don’t think you could simply restrain yourself through Justice and Prudence, could you?”
Maddie gave me a pleading look. She squeezed my hand, depending on her strong man to take her side in this argument. I stepped into the opening she’d created, coming to her defense.
“That’s way too long,” I said, looking down at Maddie. “Not to mention neither of us have any idea what we’re going to go through in those two Schools. It would be a good idea for Maddie to be ready for it, and not thinking about more Earthly matters, right?”
Judyth’s eyes narrowed. What had gotten into her? She looked pissed that Maddie wanted to go to the bathroom. “What do you suggest?”
Oh. Oh. The answer was plain as day, and suddenly I understood. “I could open up a portal to my subspace,” I said, realizing the implication as soon as I said the words. “I’ve got a bathroom in there. Two bathrooms, actually—once I signed the Book of Life, you folks added a Celestial wing to the Infernal one in my private room.”
From the look on her face, Judyth didn’t like this idea in the least. “You need to freshen up,” she said, glancing flatly at Maddie.
I had to hand it to her—my girlfriend had never looked more innocent or naive before. She adjusted her halo, batting her long lashes behind her glasses’ thick, dark frames. “I really just need a few minutes, Headmistress. We’ll be right back, I promise!”
“Trust me, we’re not trying to defect or anything like that,” I added with a chuckle. “We won’t leave you high and dry—we like it here, don’t we, Maddie?”
At Maddie’s grin and nod, Judyth could only sigh. “Very well,” the Headmistress said sharply, leaning against a nearby wall and tucking her wings beneath her. “But you’d better make it quick. Get in, get out, get back onto the tour. Understood?”
If we hadn’t already figured it out yet, Judyth’s tone made it perfectly clear. She didn’t want Maddie and I going off by ourselves, because we were likely to have sex. But to put it frankly, the Headmistress had brought it on herself. She’d tempted me with that gorgeous, naked copy of herself, throwing herself at me while I lay on a bed of torturous nails. After a thing like that, a guy needed a little bit of R&R.
“Absolutely,” Maddie lied, taking my hand. “Luke, if you would?”
It was harder than normal to concentrate. Most of the blood had left my brain, going to more fun parts of my body. Maddie’s fingers in mine steadied me, her squeeze giving me the focus I needed to close my eyes and banish the world of the Celestial Academy from our senses. A few moments later, I opened my eyes to find us both standing in the living room of my subspace, a blazing fire roaring in the hearth.
To my surprise, neither Christina nor Mareth were in attendance. Where was everybody?
I only had a moment to think about it. The instant Maddie realized we’d flown the coop, she took me by the hand and half-led, half-dragged me to the leather couch before the fireplace. She shoved me down onto the center cushion, then smoothly dropped to her kn
ees before me with a giggle. The flames behind her back mingled with the silhouette of her angelic wings, until she looked like a creature from both sides of the fence simultaneously. An angel with a naughty side, to be sure.
“I love what you’ve done with the place,” Maddie purred as she tugged down my zipper. She gave the new room around us a cursory glance, smiling at all the new fixtures before her world shrunk down to the cock in front of her. She let out a gasp as it swung free of my pants, thick and throbbing with precum dripping down the shaft. Judyth’s teasing had left me hard and raring to go, so Maddie didn’t need to turn me on in the slightest to give me a boner.
“I thought you had to go to the bathroom?” I asked as Maddie wrapped her fingers around my cock.
“Oh,” she said with a laugh. “That. Yeeeah, I kinda lied.”
I was going to chastise her, but then she ran her soft pink tongue from the base of my shaft to the underside of my swollen crown. I groaned with utter bliss, wrapping my fingers in her long hair as I tried my best to get her to swallow me whole.
She pulled back with a gasp, her pupils dilating. I watched Maddie savor the taste of my precum, her face flushing with the need to take me even deeper.
“I saw you get all hot and bothered from what Judyth did to you in Temperance,” my girlfriend explained quickly, “and knew you needed to be ‘calmed down’ before we enter the stuffy old Justice School.” She kissed the underside of my cock head, swirling her tongue around that sensitive spot on the underside in a way that nearly made me come apart right then and there.
“Fuck,” I panted, wanting more than anything to be balls-deep inside her soft, wet mouth. “Yeah. She really did mind-fuck me.”
“That’s why you need me to un mind-fuck you,” Maddie giggled. “By fucking you.” She bit her lip, the epitome of a girl who wanted nothing more than to make her man happy. “I don’t think the angels are going to give me a chance, though, so I decided to do the next best thing. You’re not really going to complain about getting a BJ, are you?”