Alex unlocked and entered his one bedroom apartment. Maybe his job was annoying, but it did allow him to have his own apartment, so that was good. He threw his bookbag on the floor, grabbed a beer from the fridge, and sat down to watch TV for awhile.

Suddenly, there was a noise from his bedroom. Alex got up and opened the bedroom door. What he saw caused his mouth to drop open.

A young girl, seemingly no older than sixteen, was sitting on his bed. Her skin was light, but not too pale. Her hair was jet black, and fell down to her waist. Her eyes looked very dark as well. The only clothes she wore were a loose fitting top that barely came down below her breasts, and a matching pair of loose shorts. Both were dark black as well. She was amazingly pretty.

She looked at him, head tilted. "I think you have something of mine..." she said in a soft, sexy voice.

Alex stammered. "uh.. what? How did you get in here? Who are you?"

She smiled, radiating innocence and desire at the same time. "It doesn't matter.. just give me the ring in your pocket and I'll tell you everything.. and do anything you want me to."

Alex reached into his pocket and pulled out the silver ring without thinking. He started to hold out his hand. She reached for it, and her face suddenly looked greedy. Alex pulled his hand away. She glared at him for less than a second, then her face returned to the sexy, innocent smile that she had had before.

"How could this ring be yours? It wouldn't even fit you.. see, it fits my finger perfectly..." Alex said as he started to slip it on.

"NO!" the girl yelled, and jumped up off the bed. But Alex had already slipped the ring on. The girl's eyes closed, and she fell back over. Alex jumped in shock, and then reached down to see if she was okay. His hand went right through her body as if she wasn't even there.

She woke a few moments later. Alex still wore the ring. "Who are you? Or what are you?" Alex demanded.

She sighed. "My name is Alariel. I am.. was.. a Power." At Alex's blank look, she rolled her eyes. "One of the choirs of angels. Angels, archangels, virtues, powers, cherubim, seraphim, etc etc..?"

Alex just stared. Finally he said "..was?"

Alariel nodded. "I was.. kicked out.. more or less. The reasons have nothing to do with you. But, suffice to say, I am now a 'fallen angel'."

"And the ring?"

"The ring is my token. When an angel falls to Earth, she will only be allowed to return if she finds and wears her token. For a Power, that token is a ring. I have been wandering the Earth for centuries, only recently has my token appeared. This means that I will be allowed back, if I am.. resourceful.. enough to get it."

Alex thought for a moment. "And when I wear it?"

Alariel sighed again. "You control me." Alex's eyes lit up. "But don't think of trying what I know you are thinking. Powers, and angels in general, can not engage in.. carnal relations.. with Earth mortals. In the case of, say, a Virtue, they are not.. correctly equipped. In the case of a Power, such as me.. well, let's say you wouldn't survive the attempt." She grinned evilly.

Alex sighed. "Guess it was too much to hope for..." he thought to himself. Just as a test, he thought towards the ring: stand up, and pull off your top. Alariel suddenly stood up, and reached behind her. The loose top fell away, revealing a beautiful, perfect, set of tits.

Alariel rolled her eyes. "Like them? Good, now give me the damned ring." She picked up her top and put it back on.

"So tell me.. what can you do as a fallen angel?" Alex asked, still playing with the ring around his finger.

Alex walked into biology lecture, Alariel following. She had assured him that no one else would be able to see her; the only reason that he did was because he 'bore her token'. Alex would like to bore something else of hers, but.. if she was right, maybe this would be even better.

Alex sat down behind a particularly sexy looking freshman girl. The girl had dirty blond, crimped hair falling to her shoulders. She wore a tight, red sweater and even tighter jeans, both of which clung to her body and revealed every lovely curve. Alex had seen this girl on the swim team.

Alariel flashed Alex an evil grin. He ignored her for the time being; his eyes were far too taken with tracing every line and curve on this girl's body. The lecture dragged on forever.

Finally the professor dismissed the class. The girl got up and started walking towards the door, her beautiful ass swinging back and forth slightly. Alex thought towards the ring: Okay, Alariel, do it. Alariel grinned again, and jumped at the girl. For a moment, the angel and the girl seemed to be occupying the same space, and then Alariel seemed to merge into the girl, until only the girl was visible.

Tracy sighed. Another boring biology lecture. And she could just feel the eyes of that creepy guy that had been sitting behind her. Tracy wasn't interested in guys here, she had a wonderful, loving boyfriend at home waiting for her. Of course, "not interested" didn't mean she didn't like to show off her body. And she never missed an opportunity to tease her boyfriend at home, make him worry a little, just so he stayed on her leash.

Suddenly, her head seemed to spin. She stumbled. But then everything felt okay again. She turned around, and saw the creepy guy openly staring at her. He grinned at her, and then turned around and left through the door on the other side of the lecture hall. The nerve of him! She was going to give him a piece of her mind.. no one stared and grinned at her like that unless she wanted them to! She followed him out the door.

The guy started walking away from campus, towards a complex of apartments. She followed him, never thinking there was anything strange. He unlocked and opened the door to one of them, and she walked right in. "Now, look here, I don't know who you are, but..."

"Shut up, bitch," he said, and slapped her. She fell to the ground, face burning in pain and embarassment. "Why don't you pull that sweater off? It'd make me a lot happier."

Tracy stood up, intending to walk right out the door. Instead, she reached down and pulled the sweater off over her head, revealing the white bra she was wearing. At a gesture from the guy, she reached behind her back and undid the clasp, letting the bra fall to the ground. Her tits weren't huge, but were firm and stood out nicely from her almost perfectly flat stomach. The guy leered at them, and she smiled invitingly, breathing in and out, giving him a nice view..

Wait. What was she doing? She covered her bare breasts with her arms and glared at the guy. "You had better let me go, or I'll.."

He rolled his eyes. "You don't want to leave."

"Yes I do!"

"Then why are you taking your jeans off?"

Tracy was shocked to realize that she was, in fact, slipping her long legs out of her jeans. She was further shocked to realize that her now-revealed panties were very wet.

"Look at you. You're such a slut. You don't even know my name, I don't know yours, and you're all wet at undressing for me. Dirty, dirty, slut. You won't be able to keep from fingering yourself any second now."

He was right, he was so right.. Tracy pulled her panties off and slipped a finger up into her pussy. It felt so wonderful. She slipped a second in, and fingered herself happily.

"I was right. There you go." She moaned happily. "You should be punished for being such a dirty slut."

She nodded at him. "yes.. I am a slut.." She couldn't believe she was saying it.. but it was true. It was completely true. True, she was still a virgin, but if she wasn't a slut, why was she naked and fingering herself in a complete stranger's apartment?

The guy came over and sat down next to her. He pulled her body down over his legs, and started spanking her ass. She screamed as he smacked her poor ass over and over. She struggled, trying to get away, but it didn't help. Well, maybe she wasn't really trying to get away.. in fact, she rather liked it. Tracy knew she was a slut, and, yes, sluts did need punishment.

"Tell me how much you like it, bitch."

Tracy moaned. "Yes.. OUCH!.. I love it.. I am a dirty slut, and I should be.. OUCH!.. punished.."

Suddenly the guy pushed her off of him. He pulled down his pants and boxers as fast as he could, revealing his seemingly huge cock. Nothing had ever looked so beautiful to Tracy. She wanted him more than anything. She was on all fours on the floor, waiting for him.

Tracy gasped as his cock slammed into her pussy from behind. He ripped right through her hymen without even slowing down. It felt perfect. His cock pushed in and out of her pussy, over and over and over and...

He reached around her body and grabbed her tits. He squeezed and pulled at them as he fucked her. It didn't last long, she heard him grunt, and felt his warm, lovely cum fill her. He pulled his cock out and rolled her over. She looked down and saw his cum dripping slowly from her raped pussy.

He held his cock, dripping with cum and her juices, up to her face. Tracy obidieintly licked him clean, knowing the duties of a good slut. After she was done, he waved her to go away. She pulled her sweater and jeans back on, walked out the door and back to her dorm room. She took a nice long shower, then fell asleep for the rest of the day and all of the night. The next morning, she woke up, remembering nothing. And if she maybe noticed that she was missing a pair of panties and a bra, she would just figure that they had gotten lost in the dryer.

After he sent the freshman girl away, Alex layed himself down on his bed and sighed contently. He had needed that so badly. And with the ring, with Alariel, repeat performances were sure to come, whether with that girl again, or with a new one. With many new ones.

Soon Alariel appeared at his door. "You're going to Hell, you know."

"What's that, my lovely fallen angel?"

"Lust. It's a sin."

"And taking control away from a poor, defenseless, sexy, young woman isn't? How do you expect to get back your angelic state now?"

Alariel rolled her eyes. "Angels don't technically have free will. You used the ring to make me do that."

Alex laughed. "Only following orders, right?"

"Something like that, yes. Besides, I am supposed to use my powers to get what I want, or need. Part of the job description. I'm being resourceful. Now, if I were a Virtue, it would be a different story. Then again, were I a Virtue, I wouldn't be here now."

Alex nodded, half listening. He got up, picked up the girl's panties and bra that were laying on the floor, and slipped them into a drawer, where he hoped many more would join them.

"You're going to make me do that again, aren't you?" Alariel said. "I'm telling you. Lust. It's a bad thing."

Alex smiled. "Then maybe we men shouldn't have been Created with dicks."

Alariel muttered something about miswiring.

A few days later, Alex was walking along the sidewalk to class. He had refrained from using Alariel for anything else so far.. the girl he had taken before had completely satiated him for awhile. Plus, he didn't want to tire of his new-found power. Or Power, with a capital P. He chuckled to himself.

His eyes alit on a short girl walking towards him, coming from one class or another, he supposed. His eyes wandered up her body. Loose black pants hung around her legs. Large, firm looking tits stuck out from her chest, concealed under a blue sweatshirt with sorority letters on it. Her long, red hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She walked stiffly, ignoring the people around her, and had an arrogant air about her. All in all, a typical hot, but probably very bitchy, sorority girl.

Delicious, Alex thought to himself. Alariel's thoughts appeared in his mind, channeled through the ring: Yeah, she is rather nice looking, huh? Want her?

Very definitely, Alex thought. He saw a shimmer appear in front of him as Alariel materialized from wherever it was she hid herself. A second later, she glided towards the sorority girl, and....

Katrina ignored the people she brushed past as she walked from the classroom to the Rho Sigma Chi house. Having class this early in the morning was not fun. She really just wanted to go back to sleep. In fact, her head had just started swimming, and she almost stumbled.. yes. Very tired. The House was.. this way. She turned down a street. There was a guy behind her who seemed to be watching her, but Katrina was used to that. I may be short, she thought to herself, but I'm still one of the sexiest Rho Sig's around. She laughed to herself. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the guy still following her.

Turn.. this way. No, wait, this wasn't a turn, it was just a space in between the houses. Why had she gone over here? With the way the houses were positioned, you wouldn't even be able to see this spot from the street...

Suddenly, the guy was there, grinning openly at her. She frowned at him. Without saying a word, he undid his jeans, and pulled his cock out of his boxers! She was shocked. That wasn't.. wasn't right.. her head felt funny again.

Katrina sank to her knees, to try to clear her head and think. Everything seemed so confusing. She pursed her lips and kissed the head of his cock, then licked it a bit and finally took the end into her mouth and sucked slowly. This was right, wasn't it? This was what she was supposed to do. Yes. Keep sucking. Her lips moved up and down over the length. She looked up at him with wide, happy eyes, his cock buried deep within her mouth. He looked very happy. Good, she liked to make people happy. Her head bobbed up and down. She felt his hands press on the back of her head, and then his cock went deep into her mouth, almost down her throat.

He kept holding Katrina's head, and then started thrusting himself, fucking her mouth. She complied willingly. She could tell he was almost done. In a way it was disappointing, but it also meant she had completed her job. Yes. Sucking cock was like a job. Something she was supposed to do.

He pulled his cock out of her mouth, a trail of her saliva still connecting them. A second later, cum shot out, hitting her head. It dripped down her nice red hair, and her face. She smiled at him, as drops of cum fell off her chin and landed on her Rho Sig sweatshirt.

Katrina's bra felt tight on her. She reached underneath her sweatshirt, undid the clasp, and slipped out of it, dropping it on the ground. Yes. Much better. She couldn't think of why she wore the things in the first place. Letting her boobs go free was much better. She barely noticed the guy picking up her bra and slipping it into his bag. She did notice, however, when he undid the button on her pants and slid them down a little. His hand slipped into her panties, and she closed her eyes and moaned softly as his fingers stroked her pussy, then slowly pulled her panties down.

"Have you ever taken it up the ass?" he said, the first words either of them had spoken. Katrina shook her head. Anal sex was so disgusting. "You should," he continued. "Maybe if you had a good ass-fucking you wouldn't be so stuck up." Suddenly she noticed his cock had gotten hard again. No... she didn't want to be fucked there! She opened her mouth to protest, and instead found herself licking his cock again, lubricating it.

He pushed her down, and got in position behind her. She felt the shaft of his cock rub up and down her ass. "This is your last chance to protest," he said with a smile. Yes. She wanted to protest, tell him her ass was far too tight to take him, and she had a perfectly nice pussy, maybe he would enjoy that? But instead, she turned her head and smiled invitingly. Maybe he was right, she did need it. Yes.

She wanted to scream as his cock pushed its way into her poor asshole. But she stifled herself. Slowly and painfully, his cock went deeper and deeper into her ass. It hurt so much.. please stop, she tried to say. Instead she just moaned softly. Yes, this was okay.. all girls needed fucked in the ass. Her more than anything. She thought of how mean she had been to other guys who had tried to hit on her, really she had been mean to everyone... but all thoughts fled as he pulled his cock out and rammed it back in.

He smacked her ass cheek with his hand as he rammed his cock in again and again. So much pain.. Katrina tried to pull away from him, she didn't want any of this.. but his other hand pushed her face into the ground and held her down. He continued to rape her asshole for what seemed like forever.. finally he thrust his cock in up to the hilt, and she felt his cum shoot deep within her. He released the pressure on her head, and she pulled it up. He pulled his cock out, dirty with things she didn't even want to think about, then grabbed her ponytail and used it to wipe his cock off. She felt his cum dripping out of her asshole, felt it drying on her face, saw it dried in spots covering the Sigma and the Chi on her sweatshirt.

Katrina felt.. content. She smiled at the guy as he picked up her panties and added them to his bag, then pulled his clothes back on and walked away. She would go back to the house, take a nice long shower, fingering herself all the while, and thinking of the wonderful guy.

"You're a lot more sadistic than I thought," Alariel said as she appeared in Alex's room.

"Come on. They need a little slapping around. Cut them down a little, for being such bitches."

"You don't even know them. How do you know if they are 'bitches' or not?"

"You can tell. It's like an aura surrounding them saying, 'look, I'm a bitch!'" Alex laughed.

"It's not like they even remember afterwards," the angel retorted. "Doesn't much help to 'cut them down' if they don't know it."

"No remembering at all?" Alex asked.

"Well, subconsciously, they remember, and they'll probably have dreams about it for a long time," Alariel admitted. "The subconscious remembering probably also would have an effect on thier personality.."

"There you go, then," Alex said.

"So when do I get my ring back?"

"Soon, soon."

"I can't believe I'm trusting my fate to a horny college guy," Alariel muttered. She would have to come up with a plan.

"I think she's gonna break up with me," Carl said to Alex.

"That sucks," he replied.

"Yeah. Nikki's a nice girl, and a really wild fuck. But she's been making eyes at this other guy for awhile, and.. well, anyway. Doesn't matter. Plenty of other girls around," Carl said. "Speaking of which, last week I saw you walking home with a hot freshman piece of ass. What's that all about, eh?"

"Heh, I fucked her hardcore, and sent her home," Alex laughed.

"Sure..." Carl replied. "Well, anyway.. you know, if Nikki's gonna dump me anyway, I should try to hit on Jessie, see if I can score with her."

"Jessie?"

"Yeah, Nikki's little sis. Fucking hottest bitch I've ever seen. Seriously. You would not believe how fucking fine she is. Gorgeous black hair, coming down to here," he pointed to just above his shoulder, "this tight, perfect ass, her figure is like.. perfect.." Carl's eyes looked hungry as he spoke. He continued on, "small tits, but they stick out like anything, and you don't really need more than a mouthful anyway, you know?.."

"How old is she?" Alex interrupted.

"Fifteen. She's on the high school cheerleading squad and everything. I'm telling you. Wicked hot."

An evil thought occured to Alex's mind. "I'll bet you $200 that by this afternoon, Jessie will be begging you to fuck her every which way."

Carl laughed again. "Yeah, right."

"I am serious," Alex said.

Carl looked at Alex strangely. "You're on, man." He shook Alex's hand.

Jessie ran up the driveway to her house. Her friend had dropped her off, since her sister Nikki was off on a trip somewhere, and her mom would be at work until very late at night. Cheerleading practice had gone well. The squad had had their official team photos taken today, so they were all dressed up in uniform and everything.

After she got inside, Jessie pulled her shoes off and sat down on the couch to watch TV for awhile. She really should change out of her uniform, but she was too tired right now to go upstairs. In a minute, she thought.

The doorbell rang. She sighed, got up, and walked to the door. Just before she opened it, her head started spinning, and she almost had to sit down again. Must have stood up too fast, she thought.

Jessie opened the door. Her sister's stupid boyfriend was standing there, with a couple other guys she didn't recognize. "Nikki's not here," she said, annoyed.

Well, the guys were standing out there in the cold, they had come all the way out here.. "Well, you can come in anyway if you want, though." For some reason Carl, Nikki's boyfriend, flashed a grin at one of the other guys. The three guys all came in and sat down.

"This is Alex, and this is Ben," Carl said. "Guys, this is Jessie." The other two guys hadn't said a word, they were both staring at Jessie wide-eyed. Jessie laughed to herself. She knew she was hot. She looked around, and noticed that with the three guys, there wasn't any room for her to sit down. So she went and sat on Carl's lap. Good a place as any.

Carl smiled at her. One hand reached up under her green and white pleated skirt, and started to pull her pantyhose off. Well, she didn't really like the stuff anyway. She helped him get it off, and then she threw it on the floor. Much better. Carl's hand slipped under her skirt again, and started feeling her pussy. Jessie was no virgin (she had lost it on her 14th birthday, and that was late compared to many of the other cheerleaders), and smiled at the familiar feeling in her pussy.

Wait. Jessie's mind was feeling fuzzy. Was she supposed to be getting fingered by this guy? She didn't think so, but... Before she could think further, she felt Alex's hands reach up under her white sweater. She really liked this sweater, she thought idly as Alex removed her bra. It was white, and had nice green lines on it, and said "Eagles" across the chest, but you couldn't read it now, since Alex had just pushed it up so her bare tits were visible, and here now he was fondling them.. combined with Carl's work on her pussy, she was feeling very good.

She smiled at Ben as he took the first picture.

Less than a minute later, Jessie was writhing on the ground as Carl's dick pounded into her pussy. She was still halfway dressed, her skirt pushed up around her hips, and her sweater up over her boobs. Carl thrust into her again and again, and soon she felt his cum shoot deep within her pussy. She moaned softly. Carl pulled out, but a few moments later Alex had replaced him. His cock was thicker than Carl's, and wow, she thought to herself, it felt so good sliding in and out of her. In and out and in and out and.. she kept seeing flashes coming from Ben's direction, but her poor clouded mind had forgotten about the camera completely, and she missed the connection. All Jessie's mind could concentrate on was the feeling of the cock penetrating her.

Alex finished. Ben rolled her over onto her stomach and took her from behind. He soon finished as well. Carl rolled her onto her back again, and this time he pulled out and shot his cum onto her breasts and stomach. Alex and Ben both stepped towards her. They positioned her on all fours, and Ben fucked her pussy from behind again, as Alex thrust his cock into her mouth. She sucked happily. Jessie had always wanted to be doubly penetrated. Hadn't she? Of course. Why wouldn't she? It felt so good. She closed her eyes and kept sucking. Soon she felt the cock pull out of her mouth, and a moment later felt cum hit her face.

"Take her ass, Ben," someone's voice said. Jessie couldn't remember whose voice it was. There were only the dicks that needed pleasuring. She felt the cock pull out of her pussy, and then felt it pushing at her asshole. She had been ass-fucked before, and she hadn't really liked it, but as she felt the cock thrust its way into her back door, it seemed to just provide her with more pleasure then ever. She knew she existed only to give pleasure to the cocks. Giving them pleasure was what made her happy. She squealed in joy.

Another cock pushed its way into Jessie's mouth as the other continued to work on her ass. She started sucking again. Cum squirted deep into her asshole, and the cock left. Another soon replaced it though. She was very impressed, all three of the cocks seemed to be recharging very quickly. Occasionally there would be a few moments when no cocks were buried within her, but Jessie passed the idle time by fingering herself and playing with her tits. Soon another cock would come at one of her openings. She never knew which one was next. It was fun, like a game, trying to guess whether she would be mouth, ass, or pussy-fucked.

Then, there were no more cocks for a long time. But it had seemed like only a few minutes since they had started! She realized she was covered all over in cum. It dripped from her hair, her face, her tits, and above all, her ass and pussy. She also realized suddenly that her cheerleading uniform was still half on. The sweater and skirt were covered in cum too. She looked around. There were no cocks anywhere. She sighed. It had been fun while it lasted, but of course nothing lasted forever.

Jessie went upstairs and threw her uniform in the laundry. She looked at the clock and frowned, it was very late in the evening. She could have sworn it was still the early afternoon. Her mind tried to puzzle it out. So maybe when it felt like there were only a few moments between cocks, it had really been much longer? Well, time flies when you're having fun, after all. And she had had so much fun! She giggled with the memory of it.

Cheerleader pantyhose and a sports bra joined the collection in Alex's drawer. A digital camera was linked to his computer, megabytes upon megabytes of pictures of the day's events downloading onto the hard drive. Alex was exhausted. He'd need a long break. That cheerleader had been insatiable. The more the guys had raped her, the more she wanted. Ten twenty-dollar bills sat on Alex's desk as well, his winnings from the bet with Carl. Ben had paid for half of it, happily. Carl didn't seem unhappy to lose, either.

It was a good thing they had left when they did, though. Jessie's mother had come back from work right after they'd left. Alex knew Alariel couldn't possess two people at the same time (which was too bad, he thought idly.. there would be interesting possibilities with, say, Jessie and her sister Nikki... but no point thinking about it if it couldn't happen), so if the mother had caught them, they'd have been shit out of luck.

Alariel appeared again. "You do realize I am in your victim's mind the entire time, right? I have to endure everything you do as well."

"And did you enjoy the gangbang?" Alex laughed.

Alariel glared. But inwardly, she wasn't as mad as she appeared. Her plan would soon be ready.

"Shit, I so failed that test."

Alex was not happy. Damn professor making up shit for the test that had definitely not been mentioned in class. Of course it was tough to pay attention when the TA giving the lecture was such a hottie. Long blond hair almost down to her waist, tiny figure, small perky tits, blue piercing eyes..

Suddenly he remembered the ring. He hadn't used it for a couple weeks; the close call with that cheerleader girl's mom had scared him off. Plus of course the cheerleader had been enough fucking for a month. But the TA's probably graded the test, and Alex wouldn't mind getting in her pants.. kill two birds with one stone, as the saying goes.

Alariel, he thought. Get back here. The angel appeared, looking sexy as ever. It was such a shame that he couldn't fuck her. I wonder if she's lying, Alex thought to himself. She just doesn't want me to take her. Alex shook his head. His thoughts were running away from him. Concentrate on girls you can fuck, like that TA, Brianna...

Brianna picked up the next test from the pile and set it in front of her. Grading was so tedious. She liked teaching classes and all, but grading sucked. But it was all part of being a TA. Soon she would have her master's degree, and she planned to become a powerful woman. She already was very influential around the campus, especially for a TA. She just wished she could influence herself out of having to grade these stupid things.

There was a knock at her office door. "Come in," she said. She felt dizzy all of a sudden. Too much grading. One of the students, Alex somebody, came in and closed and locked the door behind him, then sat down.

"I'd like to talk about my test," he said. She nodded, and found his in the pile. A 54%. "Don't you think I should have gotten an A?"

Brianna looked closer at the test. She flipped through it with one hand, while the other hand undid the button on her pants. "Hmm..." she said. "I can see you were trying here." She got out the gradebook, slipped her hand inside her panties, found his grade, and changed it to a 96%. "How's that?" she said, as she started playing with her pussy.

"Looks good," he said, leering at her tits. She continued to play with her pussy as her other hand undid the buttons on her white blouse.

"Anything else you wanted to talk about?" Brianna asked as she undid her bra clasp, letting her tits spring free. She pinched and played with her nipple, which was already erect. She gasped softly as she slipped a finger into her pussy.

"Um, while you're at it, some of those homework assignments...?"

"Oh, sure," Brianna said. She gave him 100's on all his homework, then returned to playing with her nipple. She started thrusting her hips into her hand.

"Hey, can I set up this video camera over here?" Alex asked. Brianna nodded. Alex quickly set it up, pointing at her. She smiled at the camera, continuing to masturbate slowly. "You know," he said, "I think I'm doing well in class, I shouldn't need to take any of the other tests, or the homework, or the final. Right?"

Brianna moaned quietly, her pussy felt so wonderful. "Right, right," she said. She filled in the rest of the grades for him. The professor wouldn't see the grades until the end of class, so he wouldn't mind. "Would you do me a favor, though?" Brianna asked. Her fingers were just not doing the job.

"What's that?" Alex asked with a smile.

"You know, could you.." she started. She was a powerful woman, she told herself as she masturbated for the camera. She couldn't be asking for sex! It would be so demeaning. She pinched her nipple hard and gasped.

"Say it, or I won't do it," Alex said, as he took his cock out and stroked it. It looked so good. Brianna couldn't stand it.

"Fuck me! Please fuck me!" There, she had said it.

"Why don't you come over here and ride me?" Alex said, moving the video camera accordingly. She nodded quickly, got up from behind her desk, and moved over to where Alex was sitting. She pulled her pants and panties off as fast as she could. She started to sit on Alex's lap, but he stopped her. "Beg for it first," he commanded.

Brianna moaned. "I need your cock in me," she said. "Please let me ride you, I want to make you cum, please!" Alex nodded. She smiled happily. She positioned herself above him and thrust downward, impaling herself on his wonderful cock. She thrust up and down, riding him hard. He grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples hard, pain rushing through her to combine with the pleasure pouring from her pussy.

Alex pushed Brianna off of him. "no..." she whispered.

"Shut up, slut." He grabbed her and bent her over her own desk. He pounded his dick into her from behind, as he grabbed her long hair and pulled on it roughly. Brianna felt very much like a slut.

"Yes, I am a slut..." Brianna said in between moans of pleasure and pain.

"I know you are. You want to be fucked so badly that you were willing to change my grades just so I would fuck you like this," Alex said as he thrust into her again and again. Brianna could only moan again in reply. She then let out a scream as Alex yanked a final time on her hair and shot his load deep within her pussy.

He pulled out of her, and started to gather his things. "Please..." she whispered softly. "Fuck me again.." He laughed, and soon complied. Again and again and again.

Later that week, Alariel was ready for her plan. She concentrated on herself, and changed her appearance. She now looked like an older, but equally sexy, girl, this time with blonde hair, a white dress, and even the illusion of wings. She appeared in front of Alex as he walked home.

"Alex..." she sang. His eyes widened.

"Another angel!" he said.

She smiled and nodded. "I hear you have Alariel's token." Alex nodded. "Have you taken her yet?"

"Taken..?" he said, confused.

"You know. Engaged in relations. That is usally the first thing a young handsome man like you does when presented with control of a beautiful angel such as Alariel."

"No.. she said it wouldn't work.." he said, a light appearing in his eyes.

"She lied," disguised-Alariel said. "I only say this to you, since I am the reason Alariel fell in the first place, and I do not wish for her to rejoin the choir. I know if you take her, you'll never want to let her go." She grinned. "Anyway, I must be on my way. I just wanted to tell you not to trust Alariel." She quickly faded away, resumed her normal appearance, and hid, waiting for Alex's summons.

Alex was excited. He sat on his bed, and summoned Alariel. The now familiar form of the black haired young girl appeared. "You lied to me," Alex said.

"About what?" she asked, confused.

"You said that I couldn't fuck you. I know I can. Come here, you little slut. You know you enjoyed possessing those women as I raped them. But now it's your turn, just you alone. Now strip."

Alariel looked scared as she slipped out of her outfit. She was the sexiest girl Alex had ever seen. "Stay solid," he commanded. "I don't wait you turning all ethereal on me while I rape you."

He grabbed her, threw her on the bed, and climbed on top of her. He took out his cock and slipped it into her pussy.

More pleasure than he had ever felt rushed through his body. He thrust at her quickly. Faster and faster and faster he fucked her. Suddenly he felt himself becoming dizzy. The pure ecstasy coming from fucking this angel was overwhelming him. He couldn't stop fucking her though.

"Give me the ring," she hissed. "Your brain already can barely handle the feelings you are getting now, if you keep going, it will overload completely. But I know you can't stop. The only way to end this is to give me the ring!"

Alex knew she was right. He had tried to go too far, and now he would lose his power. Fighting the pleasure that he knew would kill him, he worked at the ring on his right hand until it slipped off. Alariel grabbed it and vanished. Alex fell onto the bed, his brain finally calming down.

Alariel had tricked him, he knew now. He didn't know what he'd have to do to get his revenge, but he would.

Tracy moaned as Jeff fucked her from behind. Ever since the day when she had woken up so energetic, she had felt the need for sex all the time. And not any sex, she thought to herself as Jeff slapped her ass. She needed it rough and hard. Her grades were slipping downward, but she didn't care. All she needed was a good hard cock. She had liked being a tease, but it was so much more fun to just let the boys do her.

Katrina screamed as one of the Sigma Epsilon boys thrust his way into her ass. She loved the combination of pain and pleasure that assfucking gave her. She barely remembered when she had thought it was disgusting. Now she let anyone and everyone take a shot in her ass. She looked up and smiled at the next guy waiting. She'd do several guys in a night now, and was always the main attraction at the frat parties.

Jessie rode the gigantic cock, thrusting herself up and down on it. She smiled into the camera as she did it. There was a huge market for young sexy girls like her to show her stuff. She had liked sex before and all, but ever since her older sister had broken up with her boyfriend, Jessie realized that she could make money from it too. Since she was still fifteen, it was slightly illegal, but she told the directors she was eighteen with a wink, and they were so taken by her combination of innocence and sexiness, not to mention her cheerleader uniform, that they usually consented. Another cock thrust its way into her mouth.

Brianna screamed as the professor's cock pounded into her pussy over and over. She didn't know why she hadn't thought of it before. The professor didn't mind grading his own exams after all, as long as she came up with other services to provide. And she didn't mind these other services whatsoever; being fucked was so much more pleasant than grading tests.

Alariel smiled as the familiar flames greeted her. "You did well, young demon," a great voice said. "Corruption of quite a few humans, and you even got your ring back much quicker than most others. Perhaps you are due a promotion." Alariel smiled as she felt herself grow more powerful. No longer would she need to play games with rings to prove herself worthy. She would be able to wander the Earth herself. Posing as an angel had been fun, but it was also dangerous. And she was sure there was no shortage of people who would be willing to consort with a demon...