The Lost Boy Ch. 09

"You doing okay sweetie?" His mother called down teasingly, "You're doing so good! You're making Mommy very proud of you! Keep it up!"

That was the last thing he heard from her as the distinct closing of the basement door rang out in his ears. Followed by a slow click of a high heel, then another, and another, as the next Sister came down the steps. Ian didn't bother looking back at her yet though, too annoyed to really care about the face of the cock wielder that was about to use him. He just simply laid there in silence, waiting for their typical cat call, or whistle, or taunt. Then some unzipping, some clothing ruffled, and they would be on him. Any second now.

The footsteps grew closer.

'click...click...click...click...'

"Any second now..."

'click...click...click...'

"Here it comes."

'click, click.'

...Nothing...silence...

Ian peaked one eye open and looked over to the wall on his right. Nobody there. Then turned his head and looked to the wall to his left, and that's where he saw the boots.

Knee high black ornate boots with several intricate lacings leading all the way up them. A tall fit woman with a slightly slimmer stomach area stood beside his mattress with her hands on her hips. Eye brows quirked in a confused expression, her skin was pale and her features were soft and fine and yet her cheekbones were sharp and defined against her face. There was a gracefulness to them that complimented her as a whole, especially with her black hair tied into a ponytail.

Her clothing didn't look like something you could buy at the local shop. More like something you'd find at a Halloween store. She wore a mini dress with numerous runes and metallic engravings laced throughout it that weaved into patterns all over her body. Her perky breasts were just barely covered by a matching bra that looked like two skeletal hands cupping them.

Her eyes were strange, there was no colored iris, it was just black. Like her pupil was fully dilated but even so there was no color around the rim, not that Ian could tell at least.

All and all, a very attractive Succubus, but not one Ian recognized.

They sat in awkward silence for a while, just staring at one another. When she blinked her eyelids snapped closed and back open extremely quickly and her head tilted to the side at the exact same time. Ian almost flinched as she did this it was so quick. After a few more seconds of quiet though, she finally spoke.

"What on earth are you doing?"

Now it was Ian's turn to look confused. "Hmm?" He moaned through his gag.

The woman didn't seem to either notice that he was gagged or just didn't care as she kept talking, "Look at you. Trapped like a rat in a cage, even though you are more than capable of breaking those pathetic chains around your wrists and walking out scot-free." She squatted down beside him, nearly perching herself next to the mattress. Again she blinked in a millisecond and her head snapped to the other side in a tilt.

Ian still looked baffled, "Wmmrfffmmmtkknnbmmmt?"

"Oh for the love of God." She said before reaching towards his face and in one swift band-aid rip, tore the sock/thong gag off of Ian's face jerking his head to the side.

"Ugh!" Ian groaned as he felt like she gave him whiplash from just that alone.

"Whhhhyy haven't yooou just waaalked out of hereee?" She said to him slower, lowering her head closer to his own.

Her squatting position and lowered head gave her a very strange and intimidating look above the boy. Her head tilting again further to the side, seeming to inspect him very closely.

Ian shook his head a bit then tried to sit up on his elbows to meet her eyes more directly. "Umm...I'm chained to this fucking pipe." He said humorously.

She gave one minor glance to the pipe he was bound to then back at him, "...And?"

"And I'm sorry who are you?" Ian asked out of pure confusion.

That question caused her to stand fully back up and take a few backward steps away. "Hmm, I'm surprised none of the Trailer park honeys didn't mention me." Suddenly a pair of pitch black avian feathered wings sprouted from the woman's back and pressed into the floor allowing her to lean against them, like a chair. "My name is Agrat. Remember it."

Ian blinked, "Umm...noted?"

"There I answered you boy, now my turn." Her arms folded across her chest, "You're the Half-blood that I've heard so much about. The one that brought over twenty sisters to their knees with pleasure just a few days ago. I think it's safe to assume it's you because even despite the disgusting smell of my sister's jizz all over this fucking place, your tasty scent just overpowers it like it's nothing. I could smell you from outside the house and barely know any of the Sisters were here."

His eyes rolled, "Yes, I get it, I'm irresistible and all that shit, the Succubi here have made that very clear-"

"Then why don't you just break out?"

"I can't!" He said raising his voice, and rattling the chains that held him to prove a point. "I'm attached to this fucking pipe! Are you blind!?"

Agrat tilted her head, sort of amused at his sudden feisty outburst. But Ian didn't care if he upset her or not, he was down here for days, used up and exhausted. Her feelings were pretty much the last thing on his mind right now. "My, aren't you a cute one. I can see why you're so famous around here."

Ian groaned and turned away from her dark black irises, "Just fucking do it already." He said, clearly irritated and not wanting to play around. At least with a cock in his ass he didn't have to think about dealing with a conversation.

This took Agrat by surprise, she still was confused as to why he was putting himself through all of this if he didn't want to be here. Maybe he got off on it? Perhaps he was playing an annoyed captor role or something. She couldn't deny she was fond of the whole, 'unwilling' part of sex with her partners, but here it felt very genuine. He didn't seem aroused or happy at all, so either he was an excellent actor, or...

She leaned back up off of her wings, "...break free of the chains."

Ian groaned, "What?"

"I can mend them if you're really just into this, but for my own curiosity just help me out here. Break your chains." That got Ian to look back up and meet her gaze again.

"Look lady, I don't know what you're trying to do here. I don't know if watching someone struggle is what gets you off or some shit, but I'm not in the mood to be fucked with." No pun intended. "Just fuck me already and go, that's all you're here for isn't it?"

"No."

"...Say what?" Now it was Ian's turn to be confused.

Agrat slowly looked over his spiteful naked form. Those delicate curves of his, and the sweet swell of that supple ass. His tiny cock and cherry sized balls just begging to be teased and tormented. It was certainly tempting, but that wasn't why she was here.

"I paid for the time with you, but that's not what I'm here for. I mean...I'm not one to turn down a kind offer of course." She said and started walking around his body again. Letting her heels sing their distinctive 'click' song, until she was behind him looking directly at the tight little star nestled between his pillowy cheeks. "And trust me..." She brought her boot up and pressed her heel into his perineum just above his hanging balls and rested the sole over his hole. Ian jumped a bit at the odd pressure sensation he felt at that, "The offer is tempting...buuut..." She took her boot off of him, "Not here for that." She then finished circling around him but this time went to his right side and leaned against the wall, wings still out.

The trapped boy swiveled his head to watch her movement, "Well than...what are you here for?"

She re-crossed her arms, "Right now, I want to see you break your chains."

Ian's head fell, "I told you...I-"

Suddenly his chin was grabbed and he found himself looking up directly into the dark pupils of this mysterious woman.

"Try..." Was all she said, and she did not move away. This startled him with how quickly she moved, and again she was squatted close to him in this odd perch like position. "Indulge a girl, and give it a try."

They paused, caught in this stand still but eventually Ian relented, "...Alright." He breathed, and did as she asked. He wrung out the chains as best he could and tugged with all of his strength. Not that he had much, especially at this point. But as he predicted, the metal rattled against his efforts, clinking and clanking as he tried to through some form of black magic, break his chains. But after only about ten seconds of wrestling with them, it was obvious he was getting nowhere and he gave up. "Ugh, there see? Are you happy now?"

Only Agrat didn't look happy, if anything she looked more confused than before. She scanned over his doll face, from the top of his head, pass his big baby blues, down to his soft kissable and yet dick sucking pink lips. Confused.

"You really have no idea, do you?" She stated, only adding to the puzzled boys' own confusion.

"No idea about what?"

Agrat stood back again to her intimidating height, Ian wasn't sure how tall but from his hands and knees angle, she looked big. Her legs alone seemed to go on for miles.

"The entire time you've been here you've been completely unaware of the power you hold?" She put a hand on her hip. "Not even since you discovered what you are, it hasn't even crossed your mind that you might be more capable then just the average human?" Ian didn't reply, he just stared at her listening to what she was trying to explain. She stepped off the mattress and circled him again, 'click, click, click'. "You've just let yourself be at the mercy of these sisters, sucking Succubi cock, swallowing load after load, and taking it up the butt this entire time, not because you liked it, which I know you did. But because you think you're powerless against them?"

Instead of staying on one side of the room Agrat paced now, circling him like a bird of prey over her target. Her raven black wings gently 'swished' on the floor with her movement.

"What are you saying?" He tried to follow her around the room, awkwardly though as he was unable to turn around.

"I'm saying...I have a proposal for you Ian. And I'd like you to hear me out." Another tantalizing 'click' of her heels.

Ian hesitated before replying, "...I'm listening."

Agrat smiled, "You're a lot stronger than you think you are." She said stalking over to the top left corner of the room so Ian could see her fully then again curled her wings back so she could sit upon them and crossed one long leg over the other. "You have demonic blood in you...very powerful demonic blood I'll have you know. And it's mixed with your human soul energy, that's why you smell so good. You're a fucking walking power station for Succubi. I could fuck you senseless right here and now. Draaain you dry for all of your life force, get my rocks off and drop plenty of loads in you, then leave you for dead." She threatened darkly but continued, "And I'd be set for a loooong time, Hell I wouldn't need to feed again for months, a girl could stuff herself with your essence. But you would be perfectly fine, Hell I'd probably give out before you did! Your power heals you, it regenerates your energy." She explained to him, "That's how you can keep up with all of us, your sexual power. You can go over and over again, and we can drink you all we want, you'll never run out on us. You regenerate faster than we can drink it in." She swapped legs re-crossing them. "An Incubus is good for a lot of sex, but Succubi and Incubi aren't very fond of feeding on each other. There's no soul there, nothing to feed on. It gets stale after a while. But you..." She pointed her index finger at him, "You baby boy...are the crown jewel. Part Incubus, part human, now that's a rare find on its own. But you're so much more than just that too..."

Quietly Ian listened, no longer very confused but more...curious about what she was getting at. And a little scared, he didn't exactly gloss over the part where she talked about fucking him to death like it was nothing.

But regardless, she went on, "You've awakened to your sexual power but not the rest of it. Your tail and wings have only come out when your horny right?" She asked.

Ian nodded. "Well they did but...I learned to put them away."

"And you could learn so much more." She leaned forward again, a different expression taking over now. It looked like there was excitement now in her eyes. "All Brothers and Sisters of our family are shape changers." She lifted her hand before her and with just a slight flick of the wrist, her normal feminine hand became clawed, her fingers elongated and her skin turned a lighter pale color, only centered on her hand though. "We can manipulate our bodies at will." Her eyes dilated, no white could be seen as her orbs turned entirely inky black. Ian flinched away from her, suddenly very worried. "You have no idea, what you're capable of."

She uncrossed her legs and stood once more, closing the distance between the two of them as more paleness spread out over her body. Her other hand became clawed, fingers elongated, and her boot clad feet somehow morphed into not human legs, but like a mixture of human and Avian. Long sharp talons protruded where her toes were, and her wings unfurled wide. The dress she wore too seemed to melt into her body, the runic writing slithering along her skin to only cover her forearms like intricate and elegant bracers. And the underwear piece covering her private region also faded away, unveiling a long slender eight-inch clean uncircumcised cock. It was currently soft and sleeping against a pair of equally smooth balls just beneath it.

Ian practically shrank under her gaze now, what was she going on about? Why was she telling him all of this, and what was she planning on doing? She said she wasn't here to rape him but, why was she showing him all of this? Plus his mind had been out of the gutter for quite a while now, but something about her tall dominating appearance over his helpless form. And her reveal of this demonic body and cock, sent a very subtle spark to his genitals.

"Wh-what are you doing?" He asked, a slight tremble to his voice.

Agrat's smile turned into a frightful grin, "I'm helping you meet your destiny." She raised up her clawed foot and rested it on the pipe right above Ian's bound hands, the talons wrapping around it entirely. This pose allowed her to lean even more so over the boy and letting her cock dangle close to him a bit more imposingly. "Like I said boy, I could take you so easily right now, with you not knowing how to use your true strength, you could never stop me. I could plow you into the fucking floor if I wanted to. And boy do I want to..." Her cock jumped a bit with a heart beat like pulse that Ian was able to blatantly notice. Seeming to already start filling with blood and thickening before him. "But unlike my sisters, I'm not as short sighted. I'm not here just to drain my balls, I'm here to get you out."

Ian's eyes widened, "Huh? Wh...why?" He shook his head, "I'm not complaining I mean, I'd love to get out of here but..."

She rested one hand on her hip and the other lazily across her raised knee, "Baby boy you're more than just a good fuck, you just don't know it yet." She told him looking up and down his smooth pale skin. Thankfully, Agrat was old enough to be able to exercise self-restraint, because fuck did he smell good. She'd heard so many rumors about this boy and to be here in the room with him now. All tied up and bent over like a beautiful sex slave for her, it was hard to resist. despite her cock giving off another pulse and jumping a bit, slowly waking and rising to the occasion, flexing and hardening further. Plus, with it being close to Ian's face, he was able to watch it go from fully soft to steadily growing in size. But she kept her cool, "I want to show you how you can be more powerful then you ever imagined. You see how I've changed myself? My body?" She trailed her sharp nails up the front of her toned abdomen and over her breasts, silently teasing him while making her point. "This is child's play compared to what the both of us can do. You can manipulate your body as well, along with the chains binding you." Using her foot, she rattled the pole it grasped.

Ian looked between her and the pipe, unsure. "But...how?"

Her talons released the pipe and she squatted down again close to him. "You need to focus child. Power sleeps within you, I can see it even if my sisters do not." Her hand reached out to stroke along his tender cheek. Ian flinched at first due to her claws but relaxed as it appeared to be a comforting gesture. "You are...so special. And if you just believe that there is more to you than just your humanity. You're stronger than that, you can become something incredible." Agrat blinked and Ian felt a quick flash of images pierce into the veil of his mind.

Valerie was by his side, hands stroking along his naked tummy while her lips wrapped around his left nipple nursing on it gently.

'You are a force of sex and power.' Ian could hear Agrats voice in his head.

Liline was to his right, her tongue licked at the other nipple and nibbled, her beautiful purple eyes gazed up at him longingly. "Does it feel good my love?" She moaned.

"We want to make you feel good." Valerie said, releasing his areola just for a moment before reattaching her lips to it.

'Awaken to your true potential.'

Yukio held his left arm, taking his fingers into her mouth and shyly sucking on them.

Lexi held the other arm and tenderly bit don on his wrist, nibbling on the pulsing veins there.

Cassiel was beside his face, his mouth sucking lovingly on Ian's pulse. Giving him a sinfully sweet hickey.

'I knew you wanted me baby' Cassiel whispered, 'I want you too. I want you to fuck me.' His tongue swiped at Ian's ear.

On the other side of his neck was Ophelia the nurse, she licked along his pulse. Stopping occasionally for a love bite and to also suck on the very sensitive flesh.

Below his legs were spread wide apart, Gloria held one of his feet in her hands and tenderly licked and sucked on his toes.

Dr. Gabrielle held the other and was too kissing his feet like a lover. Worshiping them.

'If you realize your potential, and follow me...they will worship you.'

Between his legs Melody and his Mother Sin were there, kissing and biting his inner thighs, then moving to his balls. Each taking one between their lips and sucking on them. "Give us your cock..."

Below that he could feel another mouth kissing his asshole, tongue sweetly dipping between his cheeks and licking at his star there. He couldn't see her, but he knew it was Katrina, passionately rimming him from under.

"Give us your cum..."

"We want to please you..."

"Make us yours baby..."

The girls said alternating back and forth, his dick was standing straight up harder than it had been in days. Ian's eyes were rolling back until he saw another woman rise between his legs. Then slowly crawl up his body.

Agrat's pitch black eyes met his as she cupped his face.

'If you do this for me...I will worship you...' He heard her words but her lips did not move.

Instead she closed the distance between them and kissed him. Slowly, intimately. Her tongue penetrated into his mouth and rolled around with his own, trading saliva and lust. Her lips were so soft, he felt weak to them. Like he would allow them to coax him into doing anything for her. It made his belly jump.