Liliah's Adventures

Liliah: Well, Naomi... I don't know if it'll be alright for you, but I only have this... it's rubber, but it's transparent.

Liliah hands Naomi a transparent rubber costume

Naomi checks over the transparent rubber costume that Liliah passed to her earlier. Wonders if the weather is a smidge too hot for that material.

Naomi also wonders if she can wear it without blushing too much

Liliah: Oh, don't worry about it, you can just slip into it quickly and jump right back out of it

Naomi: Ahhh... handy to know...

Liliah: I'll zip it on for you if you want. What harm can a quick trial do?

Naomi: Aren't those famous last words..?

Liliah: It's just a rubber suit! Isn't it?

Liliah: Are you afraid of wearing a simple rubber suit, now?

The average height girl, her Asian heritage most obvious in her shoulder long nearly black hair, and the exotic tilt to her eyes, was being more rhetorical, though it's clear she's also curious.

Naomi: Course I'm not afraid... if it's a simple rubber suit... immodest though it may be...

Naomi does have a figure that, from what can be made out of it in her casual wear of jeans and t-shirt, would be rather stunning in such a garment. Ample bust, a definite hourglassing at her waist, and sculpted shapely hips.

Naomi huffs a bit indignantly, then goes scooting off to the bathroom so she can change. Scared indeed. She'll prove otherwise.

Naomi of course... takes her time in the bathroom. It does not take long to peel out of her clothing, however. What does take time is squeezing herself into that form hugging rubber, followed by zipping it up. Takes a fair bit of time, not to mention some grunts of exertion as well as she struggles.

Liliah wonders if she isn't scared of coming out and showing herself in her transparent rubber suit, and taunts Naomi out:

Liliah: Well, is that suit coming on, or are you too scared after all? We can't tell you put it on unless we see it!

Naomi: ... I'm not about to go out there in front of everyone in this. But... you can come and look...

Liliah: Alright, I'm coming in!

Liliah slips into the bathroom discretely, seeing Naomi in the shiny, form-fitting rubber suit

Liliah squeals happily and claps her hands together

Naomi is covering up a little with her hands, one over her decidedly plush breasts, the other one over her crotch. It's a tight fit of course, hugging every inch of her curves

Liliah: Wow! It fits your body so perfectly, you look like the statue of some goddess! It really makes your curves shine!

Naomi: It... does fit... closely.

Naomi blushes a bit

Lydia Violet raises an eyebrow, then goes about her own business reading.

Liliah: And on top of that, this suit is made in a special rubber that is impermeable from the outside but breathes from the inside, so you could wear it all day!

Naomi: I... ahh... well I'd want to cover up a bit more usually... except maybe by myself.

Liliah: You'll probably appreciate this property, since I forgot to mention the zipper locks itself shut once you close it...

Naomi: W-what???

Naomi of course reaches back for the zipper in a heartbeat, fingers pulling at it

Liliah: It can be opened with a little key... if only I knew where it was.

Naomi: ... First you tell me this is a normal suit... and then after you reveal otherwise, you've also forgotten where the key is..?

Liliah: It was pretty normal in the place I bought it...

Naomi is a bit incredulous… enough so that she plants her hands on her hips, giving a better view of her sheathed body. Transparent rubber of course leaves nothing to the imagination... the fact that she keeps herself shaved is evident. The perkiness of her nipples is blatant. And she is blushing with more than just her face too.

Naomi: ... self locking zipper is not pretty normal..!

Liliah: You should've seen the suits they had there...

Liliah: But hey, we can call a locksmith! It's too late for tonight, but tomorrow! In the meantime, why don't you come on out and show off your amazing body?

Liliah opens the door wide and drags Naomi out for all to see

Naomi: I'd ah... rather cover up a bit more... GAHHHHH!

Liliah: But it's the rubber suit we want to see! Now come on, don't be a prude! You're stunning!

Lydia Violet looks up at Liliah and Naomi curiously, watching as Liliah teases Naomi into freaking out.

Naomi flails her arms a little bit... hands reflexively moving to cover herself up again, though not with much luck. Not with the bust she has, not with the curviness of her figure.

Liliah slams the bathroom door shut behind them and gently nudges Naomi in the middle of the room where she can be seen, filmed and photographed from all angles.

Naomi is gulping quite nervously, her face crimson, and she's having a good long deer in the headlights moment.

Lydia Violet claps politely.

Liliah: It looks so comfortable and cool! Come on, Naomi, show it off a little! Turn around!

Naomi: T-turn around!? This... this is embarrassing enough already..!

And maybe a bit arousing too, though that is not something she is about to readily admit. Oh, definitely not.

Liliah: Come on! You don't need to be embarrassed! I bet Lydia is jealous of your hourglass figure, especially when it's shown so perfectly molded into transparent rubber...

Liliah: Miss Purple, come on in! Naomi is here today wearing a transparent rubber suit for our viewing pleasure!

Lydia Violet turns a page in her book.

Lydia Violet: Please leave me out of your assumptions.

Lydia Violet continues reading.

Naomi: I... I was just putting it on to show I wasn't -scared- of putting it on. Not to show it off to everyone who comes around!

Liliah: If you can't show it in public, it means you're still scared of wearing it!

Naomi: I have a sense of decency..!

Liliah: You're not naked, though.

Naomi: Just as bad..!

Miss Purple looks for the exit!

Naomi says, fidgeting noticeably, though still covering up her curvaceousness inadequately with her hands.

Miss Purple: Hey all! Sorry had my head in the cloud

Liliah: Although I'll admit that the fact that this uniform is crotchless does make it a little indecent...

Lydia Violet: Well that and the transparency.

Lydia Violet turns a page

Miss Purple: Transparent rubber suits?! It doesn't sound very practical

Liliah: But it's impermeable and pretty warm!

Naomi: Crotchless? Since when did that happen? This is getting less and less normal as we speak...

Miss Purple: Crotchless is warm?

Liliah: Warm EXCEPT for the crotch, if you want to be so finicky...

Liliah: But that part is already pretty warm on its own, isn't it, Naomi?

Miss Purple giggles.

Naomi: Okay... t-that's it... I'm going back in the bathroom to get a little more stuff on..!

Liliah puts a hand to her crotch to see if she's right

Miss Purple: She's making a break for it Liliah!

Naomi squeaks and bolts, though not before Liliah does get to have a good feel... and confirm that indeed there is warmth there. Moist warmth...

Lydia Violet: Yes... wouldn't want that. Best stop her...

Liliah wraps her tail around Naomi's legs

Liliah: Where are you going? You haven't even seen half of what this suit can do!

Naomi trips with an indignant sounding cry, falling more or less flat stretched out, except for her hands which she uses to break the fall.

Miss Purple: Oh, Liliah gave you this outfit?

Miss Purple: That explains a lot

Naomi: I don't wanna see what else it can do! I want it off..!

Miss Purple: You didn't say please?!

Liliah quickly slips a vibrator into Naomi's moist hole, remote control in hand, and then gathers an electric pump she had that came with the suit

Miss Purple: Liliah has the best clothing range!

Lydia Violet looks up from her book.

Lydia Violet: With all due respect Naomi, expecting this to be about what YOU want after dealing with Liliah? That's just short sighted and naive.

Liliah: Don't be ridiculous! You'll be in heaven after you savour all that this suit has to offer!

Miss Purple: Hmm I don't quite know what Naomi can do... but I think she's pretty trapped now... not many get away from Liliah

Naomi lets out a squeal as the toy is slipped into place within her, causing her to writhe and go wide eyed. Her hands slip down between them, frantic to remove the insertion.

Naomi: I... I didn't even know her..!

Miss Purple: She doesn't care... oddly enough

Miss Purple: Well she cares enough to give you that wonderful outfit and toy to play with

Liliah plugs the pump into a hole in her lower back and turns the pump on, which whirrs and rumbles into action, pouring air into Naomi's suit, gradually pushing her arms and legs spread eagle

Lydia Violet looks to MissPurple.

Lydia Violet: Well it's not as if Liliah is doing it for purely altruistic reasons.

Miss Purple: True, but in the end Naomi will be somewhat forced to enjoy... of course benefitting Liliah greatly

Liliah: This suit actually has a thin, elastic second layer that inflates into a big, round balloon! You'll be floating in a rubbery heaven, with a vibrator stuck inside your pussy! Doesn't that sound fun?

Miss Purple: But she works with such... style... it's hard to fault the demon

Lydia Violet nods

Lydia Violet: Personality goes a long way.

Naomi now has two things to try and remove… one being that well thrust in vibrator, the other being the pump at her lower back. Of course, her ability to really move around is becoming less and less as the secondary layer of the suit inflates, forcing her into a spread position on the floor...

Naomi: I... ahhhh... ouhhh would really... rather be... let... Gooooo ohhhhhhh!

Liliah: Now we can really see your every bits! You're so gorgeous, Naomi! I'm glad you put on this suit for us!

Miss Purple: Oh dear, she put it on willingly?

Miss Purple shakes her head.

Naomi: ... Against... Ouhhh better… j-j-judgement..!

Lydia Violet shrugs "She either doesn't have any common sense or wanted something like this to happen. I'm sure Liliah would maintain it's the latter.

Naomi has been reduced to squirming and twitching at this point, coupled with panting for breath as she's lifted off the floor, suspended within a transparent rubber prison, the vibe throbbing away and making her drip.

Liliah stands back as Naomi is lifted off the ground as her suit becomes a big, spherical ball, inflating between her legs until is pushes the hole in the suit shut, trapping the vibrator inside.

Miss Purple: Well she does look pretty cute now ... I never tire of Liliah's wardrobe

Naomi 's fingers can be seen wriggling a little bit. Her body is quivering, making the ball roll a little bit. Her protests are less coherent now, and sounding much more like gasping moans.

Liliah confirms the vibrator is at its lowest setting, and then rolls Naomi in the middle of the room, rotating her so that she's upside down, her crotch wide open for all to see from up close

Lydia Violet says with slight sarcasm, still mostly engrossed in her book but occasionally having glances at the erotic scene:

Lydia Violet: She's a national treasure.

Naomi: A-Ammmm nooooot..!

Miss Purple claps her hands at Liliah

Miss Purple: Good work sweetie! What's next in store for her?

Liliah: Look at her, you can see her glistening wet crotch so well! The inflated transparent rubber acts as a magnifying glass of sorts, and we can see every drop!

Naomi says though its distant sounding with the ball holding her upside down now, on lewd display. Her wetness is perversely obvious, though the lowest setting of the vibe means she's not gonna be able to climax readily... just be kept very worked up

Liliah: Are we comfortable in there, Naomi? Having fun?

Liliah kneels down, watching Naomi's head surrounded with inflated rubber, keeping her head just inside the sphere

Naomi gives her best attempt at a glare, but she's too flushed for it to be very withering. Instead it makes for a rather effective "damsel in erotic distress and arousal" type of look.

Liliah: Aww, looks like Naomi is enjoying herself!

Liliah: Want me to turn up the vibrations a bit?

Naomi tries to shake her head in a negative, shivering a little at the thought, which is both alluring and frightening at the same time. More vibrations could well mean...

Liliah shuts the vibrator off to allow her to speak a little more intelligibly

Naomi: Ouhhh you... you lied... c-completely about... n-normal..!

Miss Purple giggles

Miss Purple: This is normal for Liliah...

Naomi pants out the words, the sudden lack of vibrations making it easier to formulate her thoughts.

Lydia Violet: That's pretty obvious...

Liliah: Among all the suits I have, this one is very close to the average in terms of wickedness and complexity...

Naomi: A... Aver... age..?

Liliah: Granted, it's a bit above average, but not much

Naomi is a little aghast, not sure she wants to know what Liliah would consider full out twisted...

Liliah: Well?

Liliah gives Naomi a short burst of maximum power vibrations, teasing her...

Naomi: N-No more... vibrations... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhh!

Liliah: If you want more, you'll need to ask me~!

Naomi: H-How about... I ask... y-you to... to t-take this... off... m-m-me...

Naomi perhaps showing a slightly surprising backbone here...

Liliah: I told you, I can't! You'll have to wait until tomorrow so we can call a locksmith, remember?

Liliah: In the meantime you can either get more vibrations, or be kicked down the streets all night long in the shadiest districts!

Lydia Violet: That's a wide variety of choices.

Naomi: You... you have to be... kidding me...

Liliah: I'd love to see the mafia play a soccer game with you!

Naomi: N-N-No!

Liliah: So you want the vibrations then?

Naomi: Y-Yes... I'd rather... those...

Liliah: Great! But since you're so stubborn, now there's three things I want from you.

Liliah: One, you shall call me mistress. Two, you shall beg for me to give you vibrations. Three, you shall please me, first!

Naomi: T-T-Three th-things?

Naomi: B-But..!

Liliah: Mafia soccer!

Naomi: No no no... Mistress..!

Liliah: Very good! Now, how do we ask for more vibrations, hmm?

Naomi gulps.

Naomi: M... Mistress... can I please... have more... vibrations?

Naomi is not exactly begging, of course.

Liliah: Tsk. You sound like a robot! I'm not convinced at all. I think you're actually prepared to serve as a soccer ball for the mafia. Can't you beg more passionately? Don't you want me to turn on that vibrator?

Lydia Violet looks to Purple

Lydia Violet: I suspect some emotional scarring after this.

Naomi gulps again, looking rather more nervous now...

Naomi: Pl... please Mistress. Vibrations... Oh please I need those... not... not the soccer ball. I... I am begging you!

Miss Purple sits cross legged watching the show speaking to Lydia

Miss Purple: Well if she wasn't already... actually agreeing to get into clothing provided by a succubus.

Liliah: Hmmm... alright, you sound more interested now.

Naomi's enthusiasm has gone up several notches to say the least here, as she quivers helplessly, very much dreading the alternative to being vibed some more.

Liliah: Do you remember what your third task is?

Naomi: T-To p-please you...

Liliah: Yes! Let's more you into a more suitable position...

Which makes sense, of course, since upside down there's not a lot she can do...

Liliah rolls Naomi into a corner, wedging the rubber ball into it so that it doesn't roll away. Then, she climbs on top and sits in front of the hole in which Naomi's head is, her legs all around the hole.

Liliah: There! Now as soon as I stick my crotch into that tight rubbery hole, you'll be on your way to completing your final task!

Liliah: But... you are pretty stubborn. What makes me think you won't bite me?

Naomi shudders, still fairly gasping for breath as she peers up at the succubus, getting a rather close view of her most intimate nethers. Nethers she'll soon be having to pleasure...

Naomi: I-It'd be... pretty stupid for me to do... that... Mistress.

Liliah takes Naomi's head into her hand, glaring intensely into her with her golden eyes, her tail tapping the rubber balloon and transmitting vibrations through the air and on Naomi's body

Liliah: You've shown be a fair bit of stupidity so far, Naomi! But if you beg for me to allow you to lick my divine pussy, I'll let you!

Naomi gulps, getting nervous all over again...

Liliah stares into her eyes all along, rubbing her cheeks with her fingers softly

Naomi: Mistress... can... can I please... please lick... your divine... di... divine p-p-pussy..?

Liliah: Miss Purple, Lydia, should I let her lick me?

The words pour out of her mouth as she is forced to stare back into the eyes of her tormentor, those golden intense and, for the moment, very overpowering eyes.

Miss Purple puts her finger to her chin, tapping it and hums

Miss Purple: Hmmm I don't know... it's a pretty big honour.

Lydia Violet looks up to Liliah.

Lydia Violet: Uhm... I have no opinion.

Lydia Violet then goes back to her reading.

Liliah gives occasional nudges with her vibrator to encourage her

Liliah: Looks like you'll have to convince them as well! Unless you can be convincing enough to get the entire room to agree, I'm not taking any risks!

Naomi: I... AHhhh... Mistresss... OUh! I... I promise I won't bite you. Just... give me a chance to lick your pussy. Please!!!

Liliah: Ask Miss Purple and Lydia, not me! I'm already in favour of this motion.

Miss Purple holds up her hands, holding out 5 fingers and 1 thumb

Miss Purple: 6 out of 10 for that effort, would listen to again, though could try harder.

Liliah: But this is an important decision, we need unanimity!

Naomi flushes crimson, as she twists her head, trying to get a view of MissPurple and Lydia.

Naomi is able to see Miss Purple and Lydia through the rubber ball, Liliah's thighs and crotch occupying the top of her field of vision

Liliah bounces herself lightly on top of Naomi's sphere, making her feel increasing and decreasing pressure all over her body while the vibrator in her pussy turns on and off unpredictably

Naomi: Miss Purple, Lydia... I-I'd OUUH! really like to lick her pussy. AHhhh! Could you both say yes? I swear I won't bite her. AHHHHHH! I swear I'll do a good j-job. Pretty please... so I... I can please her and... and get vi... vibrations?

Liliah: A little kind gesture for the poor Naomi, girls? It sounds like she's craving for it, now, doesn't it?

Miss Purple giggles, she just can't be as cruel as Liliah at times and doesn't want to leave her hanging, and puts two thumbs up in the air

Miss Purple: I approve!

Lydia Violet looks to Liliah again

Lydia Violet: Must you get me involved...

Lydia Violet sighs a bit.

Lydia Violet: Fine... yes, do it.

Naomi just might be craving it by now... with the on off stimulation, with how the rubber compresses about her body before easing a little, though remaining tight at all times...

Liliah: Excellent! Looks like you've been deemed a good enough girl to be allowed to please me!

Naomi lets out a breathy, moaning

Naomi: T... thank you Mistress.

Liliah crawls and wiggles her thighs until she falls into the small, rubbery hole Naomi's head is in, pushing it against the back of the hole, her nose just above Liliah's crotch, which is squeezed and pulsing around her mouth, her legs pointing upwards while her tail swings happily behind her, occasionally tapping the rubber sphere

Liliah: So the more I feel good, the more vibrations you'll get, alright? Begin when you're ready!

Liliah holds the vibrator's remote at 0%

Naomi gasps as she sinks down... then the sound is cut off she gets a mouth full of heated succubus pussy. She trembles, instinctively slipping out her tongue to start licking, lightly at the first...

Liliah: Hmmmnnn... oh, there's your tongue! Don't let yourself drown, now... I can become quite wet sometimes.

Naomi 's response is a muffled sounding moan, followed by a slight and naughty sounding slurp, as she sucks in a little bit of a breath, and more. Her tongue begins to probe and press, while her lips form a bit more of a seal, pressing over that pussy. Her nose bumps up against Liliah's clit.

Liliah tugs the crotch of her bodysuit to the side more, making sure it doesn't get in the way. Her firm round butt can be seen clearly through the top of the rubber sphere, along with Naomi's wide spread, naked, shaven curves.

Liliah: Aahhhnn! It feels funny when you slurp like that... Hhhhnnnff! Keep it up!

Liliah slowly slides the vibrator's remote until it indicates 10%

Naomi trembles from head to toe, feeling those vibrations start up again, which of course only helps to inciter her to more eagerness. There's another muffled gasping moan from her, and her tongue lashes in more deeply. She tilt her head a little, to get a slightly different angle, nose grinding at that clit a little more.

Liliah twists and pulls her nipples with her free hand, sometimes also cupping her breasts and fondling herself, enjoying Naomi's kind tongue service...

Lydia Violet looks up to watch the scene a little more.

Liliah: Ooohh-... hhmmmnn! That's it! A little... bi- iiihhht... more... over there!

Liliah cranks it up to 30% all of a sudden

Liliah: Just kidding!

Liliah pulls it down to 15%

Miss Purple is staring up, cross legged on the floor, holding up her chin with her hands

Miss Purple: You think you've seen everything, but yet after meeting Liliah... this is the norm I've come to expect now.

Liliah lets out an amused giggle that turns into a moan, forcing her to at least make it 20%...

Service that Naomi is already quite eager to perform already, and she's becoming more enthusiastic, her tongue plunging in and then out... then in a bit more. There's a very definite spasm followed by a squeal that's almost entirely swallowed by Liliah's pussy... and then her efforts become a bit more frantic when the setting is dropped again.

Lydia Violet looks to Purple.

Lydia Violet: Celebrity worship aside I question why she does this in public.

Liliah throws her head back, her long, flowing hair slapping against her back, Liliah sticking her tongue out and panting as she feels Naomi's tongue beginning to slide in and out of her enthusiastically.

Liliah: Oooaaahhh! Aaahhhhhnnn! Yeahhh... You're getting better..!

Liliah doubles the vibrator's strength to 40%, leaving it there this time

Miss Purple giggles

Miss Purple: That's just it, she's a bit of a show off isn't she.

Lydia Violet nods

Lydia Violet: Pretty much.

Naomi squirms quite visibly, the rubber keeping her well contained, but not enough to prevent her from undulating in her sensuous captivity. She is moaning continuously now, as her tongue delves repeatedly, lashing at those inner walls with increasing desperation and fervor.

Liliah smirks as she hears the spectator commenting on her and Naomi. Her butt squirms into the crater in Naomi's rubber ball, spreading her butt cheeks slightly and pulling the thong of her body suit into her crack.

Liliah: Do you... uuhhhmmnn... hear that? They're enjoyiiiIIinngg... y-your performannncceee!

Naomi doesn't stop... indeed it is very likely she can't stop right now, not with the succubus juices she's getting to taste so much of. Her throat ripples periodically as she swallows, which results in the occasional lewd and wanton shlurping noise.

Liliah slowly and gradually slides the vibrator's remote control upwards, already reading 55%

Miss Purple turns to Lydia

Lydia Violet: So... before Naomi became Liliah's pet... she used to do what exactly?!

Naomi is at the point where if she climaxes now... it'll only spur her all that much more... and she's very close indeed. Her shudders make the entire sphere of rubber quiver under Liliah, while her mouth, her tongue... both are ever busy.

Liliah begins letting out tiny streams of her delicious warm milk while tugging on her nipples, the white liquid splashing over Naomi's head, the rubber ball and even the corner of the room with some droplets

Lydia Violet shrugs

Lydia Violet: I don't know. You'll have to ask her when she gets done... if she can still remember.

Miss Purple sighs, looking back to the show

Miss Purple: When she gets done? Yeah... a few months down the line then...

Liliah: Aaahhh! Hmmmnnn... You're... treeEEemmbling... a lot..! You can't cum be-before me!

Liliah turns the vibrator off again, sliding it into the back of her bodysuit until she feels close to an orgasm herself

Naomi of course get a little of that milk mingled in with those other juices - all of which is gulped down with by now sluttish eagerness - as though she can't get enough. Whether or not she cums before Liliah is likely in the hands of the succubus... if she keeps up the setting, then it may well happen - Naomi is on the edge.

Liliah takes both of her hands and pets Naomi's head, pushing her gently against her crotch as she moves it along with her, guiding her to other spots...

Miss Purple: Take a seat, watch the show

Lydia Violet shrugs, standing and closing her book as she heads for the door

Lydia Violet: Have fun, you crazy kids.

Liliah lets her milk trickle down her mounds, down her waist and into her crotch, flowing around her labia while Naomi is licking her so dutifully

Naomi finds more varied locations to lap... some of them a little deeper. Others more to do with Liliah's outer lips... and all is done with such desperate sexuality to it, as though the girl has been swallowed up totally by her lustful desires.

Liliah: Hmmmnnn... I'm... getting... Uuuaahhhhnnn...

Liliah pants and breathe deeply and fast, feeling her body tingle and heat up

Liliah grabs the remote again, cranking it up to some very high value, 85% as the remote indicates

That's high enough to push Naomi over the edge... whether Liliah has climaxed or not, unless of course something should prevent her from doing so...

Liliah climaxes moments after she turns the vibrator on again, just after Naomi orgasms, trashing about and wriggling into the small rubber crater, sometimes choking Naomi with her crotch, her arms and legs jerking around, her wings fluttering and her tail swatting wildly left and right

Naomi feels a tingling and numbing sensation appear all over her body, making her thoughts fuzzy while the tingles all rush out through her tongue like grains of sands down an hourglass, leaving Naomi very tired as if many hours had passed instantly

So the pair came almost in unison. Were it not for the rubber sphere so effectively containing Naomi, she would no doubt be thrashing wildly in the throes of release. Of course, she's greedily consuming all she can of the juices that are flowing, and of the milk too, her mind caught in a swirling cascade of overwhelming pleasure. Of course that all comes to an end, as that wave of exhaustion suddenly hits her, enough so that she very nearly passes out. her head lolls about, suddenly all feeble.

Miss Purple stands up stretching

Miss Purple: Well I for one am happy this story had such a lovely ending for both parties, but now as I can quickly see the sun rising I'm going to have to make my way to bed... Liliah, will we be seeing Naomi tied to a post in your lair anytime soon?

Miss Purple sighs

Miss Purple: Too much fun... looks like they're both out for the count, night all!

As the two girls' orgasm ends, Naomi feels a sharp electric shock up her spine which feels like it explodes in her head, throwing her mind in a fuzz, and as she came to, Liliah's thighs around her head felt remarkably more comfortable, pleasurable even, as she wore Liliah's mark of sensitivity.

Liliah feels the end of her orgasm and the flood of delicious energy flowing into her body like electricity, and lets herself fall backwards, unexpectedly bouncing off the rubber ball, flipping around and landing on her stomach with a grunt, all wet, messy and half-naked as she stands up and fixes her outfit.

Of course Naomi would not, and will not have, at first, any real idea what's happened, or that something has really changed. Not until a little later on... for now she's still in post coital bliss, floating on a cloud in some ways.

Liliah: Well, then... I'm done here for today. See, Naomi? I told you that outfit was fun. Now let me just do this here...

Naomi: Do... wha...

Liliah sticks a post-it on Naomi saying "Deflate me and call a locksmith for the zipper in my back as soon as possible (or take your time)!"

Naomi is a little bit out of it right now... her thoughts very unfocussed, and likely to remain that way until she's actually passed out and gotten to sleep.

Liliah opens her portal and heads back into her lair, smirking with satisfaction. Just as she is about to vanish, she backtracks her steps and sticks another post it, right in front of Naomi's head, saying "You can keep it", and then she leaves.

Naomi slinks in. Gives a brief glare to Liliah, then sits herself down.

Liliah: Hey there, Naomi!

Naomi flushes a bit... and glowers a little with obvious fuming. She's clad normally now - jeans, running shoes, and t-shirt.

Liliah: What's wrong? You look upset for some reason. Look, I wanted to make up for yesterday, so I brought you this as a gift!

Liliah brandishes a shiny black latex suit

Naomi blinks several long slow times, giving Liliah an incredulous look

Liliah: What? It's not transparent this time!

Naomi: ... that turned out to be the least of the problems...

Liliah: This one covers your crotch too, and it only has one layer.

Naomi: you do realize I'm going to have a difficult time trusting you?

Liliah: Well... you have to admit this one looks much more normal, doesn't it?

Naomi: well yes... I will give you that point...

Naomi: ... but looks aren't everything.

Liliah: I'll let you inspect it up close if you want!

Liliah puts the suit near Naomi for her to inspect

Naomi blinks, and then she proceeds to take a rather good look - first just trying to see if there's anything off about it. Then taking it up in hand for a tactile inspection after that

Nezumi: If you touch it, does it ooze over you so you're permanently encased in it?

Liliah: No pockets, no layers, no glue, it's just like any other latex suit.

Naomi: better not ooze over me...

Liliah: That would have been a very cruel idea, Nezumi, but no. She touched it and she's just fine!

Which is a relief. Still she's very much not exactly trusting right now, so there's no indication that she may want to put it on. Just a continued examination, eyeing every inch of the latex, and feeling it as well with her fingers.

The only particularity about this suit are the near-invisible threads woven between the legs, the arms and the body, but those are normally loose and are as difficult to see to the naked eye as a very thin, transparent hair-sized thread. An inspection of the suit itself would naturally distract from what's between the suit's parts.

Naomi: Hmmmm...

Nezumi: Oooh! Oooh! Does it turn her into a loli hedgepiggy?

Naomi: ... yikes...

Naomi comments in reaction to Nezumi's remark

Naomi: Well this does seem to be pretty normal...

Liliah: I don't really have a clear mental image of a... loli hedgepiggy... but I'm certain it can't do that.

Nezumi: It's a hedgehog. That's a little girl.

Naomi: I think I'd best... excuse myself...

Naomi with that... scoots off into the bathroom... black latex suit in hand, though not like it's a priority for her.

Nezumi: Ooooh! You could rig it up so it turns her into your personal naughty maid!

Naomi is, now that she is behind a closed door, quiet... as she gives the suit another going over. Wouldn't hurt to try it on a little, and she won't need to let anyone know that she has either. On for a few minutes... then right back off again with no one the wiser.

And of course mind made up... time to be quiet about it. She slips into the shower stall just for added concealment, and peels out of her clothing, being sure to place it quietly to the side, rather than tossing it.

Liliah: I wonder if she's still staring at it...

No way to know, hopefully... as Naomi now fits her feet into the neck hole, stretching it, so she can pull the suit up her legs... onto her body, and squeeze herself into the black latex. And it does take her a little while to put it on, since she doesn't want to be making sounds of exertion, but eventually it is on, sheathing her from the neck down in glossy black - no doubt a close fit for her pretty curves.

Liliah temporarily takes the form and voice of a tall, strong woman, and bangs on the door a few times

Liliah: What's goin' on in there? People are waiting outside!

Naomi: Uhm... having a shower! If you need to go... just... well step inside, don't mind me..!

Naomi, with that, turns on the water since well... that shouldn't be a problem for the latex suit she's wearing.

Liliah tests the door, and it indeed isn't locked... she walks in, closing the door behind her and locking it. Then she looks into the shower, trying to tell from the silhouette whether she has changed her clothes, while she lowers the toilet seat and sits on the bowl.

With the curtain drawn, it's difficult to tell directly. That said, though, Naomi's silhouette is likely to be suspiciously dark looking, since she is standing in the shower, letting droplets of water cascade down upon her, and bead up on the latex.

Liliah turns back into her normal form and asks Naomi, with her usual voice:

Liliah: So, is the outfit comfortable?

Miss Purple: Oh God what have I walked into again...

Liliah makes a shot in the dark and assumes she did try the outfit after all

One can almost feel the sudden increase in tension. A few seconds pass, and then Naomi, in too carefully controlled tones, responds.

Naomi: How should I know? I'm having a shower, and I would like it to be private. If people need to use the bathroom, they can... just so long as they leave me alone.

Miss Purple wipes away sweat from her brow

Miss Purple: She didn't fall for the same trick twice then Liliah?!

Liliah hears MissPurple outside the bathroom and yells back:

Liliah: Don't be silly, Emma, this outfit isn't the same!

Liliah turns back towards Naomi

Miss Purple sighs

Miss Purple: What are you a fashion designer this week?!

Liliah: Come on, Naomi... what's the point of trying on an outfit if there's no one to show it to? Show me!

Naomi: ... Uhm... NO. Showering here.

Naomi states... overly firm.

Liliah: So you're naked, then?

Naomi: ... More or less...

Miss Purple bangs on the door

Miss Purple: If you are doing a fashion show bring it outside for all to see! Got to get some entertainment around here don't I!

Naomi: ... Can't a girl have a shower in private!?

Liliah: Emma, come on, you know Naomi is a very shy person! Have a little bit of empathy!

Miss Purple: Shy?! Oh please do we have to recall what happened last time?

Naomi: You aren't helping either, Liliah!

Miss Purple: Though she was the perfect model!

Liliah: Emma, shoo, go wait outside! She'll show it to you if she feels like it!

Miss Purple rolls her eyes, back against the door

Miss Purple: I am outside! Pay attention Liliah

Liliah: Get away from the door, stop shouting in, it's annoying! Geez! You pest, go wear that transparent bubble suit!

Naomi is thinking that soon is going to be a good time to get out of the outfit - if she can find some way of getting Liliah to get out of the bathroom.

Miss Purple laughs to herself, stepping away and bringing around a seat to watch the exit

Miss Purple: I'm perfectly fine with my own suit dear. Just bring the show outside when you get started!

Liliah: Alright, Naomi, come on... Water drops don't make that sound on skin... I know you have it on. Don't be shy. It's not even transparent this time.

Naomi: ... Not coming out.

Liliah: Alright, be like that... You're so difficult.

Naomi: ... Can't blame me for that...

Liliah opens one end of her portal just outside the locked bathroom door, and then opens the other end of her portal under Naomi, using her own potential energy to throw her out of the bathroom.

Naomi says as she reaches to try and tug at the suit, and make sure she'll be able to take it off. That is until she is forcibly propelled out of the shower somehow... and finds herself sprawling on the floor back out in the room in front of everyone.

Naomi: GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Miss Purple jumps up from her chair shocked, dropping her drink on the floor, as the portal opens outside of the bath room, dropping Naomi on to the floor in the main area

Miss Purple: Wow... Now you're thinking with portals, Liliah!

Liliah enters the shower, shuts the water off and follows Naomi into the portal.

Liliah: I gave you that high-quality, gorgeous latex suit, so the least you could do is show it to us, to show that the gift is appreciated!

Naomi is flushing rather furiously. Of course now she's not about to try and take off the suit - it is black after all, which is better than transparent. Of course with the way it fits to her curves, it's not that much better...

Naomi: You are outta your mind..!

Miss Purple: Oh come on now Naomi, you look adorable

Naomi: that's beside the point...

Miss Purple claps her hands

Miss Purple: Give us a twirl!

Naomi rolls over... and sits herself up, before giving MissPurple a bit of a glare.

Miss Purple holds her hands up in the air innocently

Miss Purple: This isn't my doing! I just complimented you!

Liliah: Yeah, totally! The shiny black latex, with that wet look on top of that! You'd make every man on the planet melt!

Liliah: And at least half of the women, too!

Miss Purple pulls at the neck of her collar, sniggering

Miss Purple: Oh I know I'm going that way Liliah

Miss Purple: Getting hot in here or is it just me?!

Naomi gulps a bit... and starts to edge her way towards the bathroom...

Liliah had closed her portal a while ago, leaving the door locked behind her.

Liliah: Oh, your clothes are still in the shower, aren't they? Aww, that's too bad!

Naomi of course doesn't know the door is locked... not yet anyways... so that's where she is still heading...

Naomi: You are hardly being helpful here...

Miss Purple sniggering at Liliah

Miss Purple: Oh but Liliah, why on earth would she need new clothes with the beautiful attire you gave her?!

Liliah: Well, if you're a good girl, I'm going to get them back for you. I locked the door when I came in, so now I'm the only one who can go back in there... Unless we call the locksmith again, but that takes a long time as you probably know!

Naomi: I can crack a simple bathroom door lock...

Liliah: You'd damage this property just to get your clothes back, instead of just being nice to me for a while so I can get them back safely?

Naomi: ... I can do it without damaging it...

Naomi is pretty confidant here...

Liliah: Well... Well that's illegal!

Miss Purple: Let her bend over and pick the lock! It would be a nice view

Miss Purple giggling to herself, Liliah is certainly a bad influence on her.

Naomi blushes and glares at MissPurple

Liliah: No, Naomi, you know what, I'm not going to let you be rebellious and ungrateful like that. I have something just for this kind of situation.

Naomi: ... You aren't my mother you know!

Liliah whips out a small remote control with a big red button on it. When she pushes it, tiny invisible threads begin winding up into the suit and pulling all of her toes, fingers and legs together, her arms along the sides of her body and her breasts together from the base.

Miss Purple claps her hands at the show

Miss Purple: Liliah saves the day once again! The world is now a much safe place with less lock picks!

It takes a moment before she realizes exactly what's happening. Her squeal is indignant as can be as she is soon squirming about on the floor, rather like a fish out of water. The pressure of the threads squeezing her breasts together only helps emphasize their fullness.

Naomi: Ugn... you... you... LET... ME... GO..!

Liliah: I didn't want to use that, but you left me no choice! You were being an uncooperative, ungrateful and impolite little girl!

Miss Purple sips her drink

Miss Purple: Got to agree with Liliah in this case, you said you were going to break our door!

Liliah: Don't you remember last time's lesson? You were begging so well! Looks like we'll have to work on your manners even more...

Naomi: ... and I'm not a little girl..! And I was not going to break it. The door was and will work just FINE after I finish...

Miss Purple looks a bit perplexed, knowing she is just stirring up the situation

Miss Purple: "But didn't Liliah clearly offer to open it for you if you were nice to her?! Was I mistaken Liliah?

Liliah walks towards Naomi, kneeling beside her and caressing her cheek... This is when Naomi realized that something about her had changed, since this simple caress felt almost as arousing as if it was her pussy being caressed... The mark of sensitivity Liliah had implanted last time was now active.

Liliah: You're right, Emma... She had plenty of chances to cooperate and be a nice girl... But she let her shyness and rudeness take over!

Naomi tries to squirm away from Liliah when she kneels down beside her, howling in protest. Her eyes widen in shock, however when that simple stroke of those fingers over her cheek makes her feel as she does...

Naomi: Ouhh... AHhhh! hey... what... what did you do to me!?

Liliah: What you feel right now is the growing link between you and your mistress... The more I train you, inevitably, the more sweet and docile you'll become!

Naomi: Mistresss!!?? Oh... no way in helll... ahhh... NO WAY!

Miss Purple: Welcome Windy, pull up a seat and watch the show... I wouldn't interfere though!

Liliah: Naomi, snap out of it! Be quiet, and only address me by my proper title! You're in no position to be disobedient anymore!

Naomi: You conniving little...

Miss Purple raises her hand

Miss Purple: I've heard you call her Mistress before in the past... Does that mean she was lying then?!

Naomi: Urgnnnn... that... bitch isn't my... mistress...

Liliah lets her hand wander on Naomi's body, on her neck, her breasts, her shoulders, her arms, her breasts again... Everywhere she rubs she makes Naomi feel more and more pleasure, her entire body sending waves of ecstasy all over her...

Miss Purple looks shocked

Miss Purple: She is calling you a bitch Liliah?! Why would she say that about you, you are so sweet!

Naomi looks quite angry at this point, her face red, and she's flopping about in an effort to break those threads. Then those caresses start again, causing her to redouble her efforts, even as she starts gasping.

Liliah: You're disappointing me, Naomi... Here I thought I'd be nice and give you a chance to behave willingly for me. You had to forget everything about your first lesson and be a rebellious little brat!

Miss Purple turns around, looking into her glass, mumbling

Miss Purple: This isn't going to end well

Naomi: I... don't... owe... you... any... good... behaviour!

Liliah sat on Naomi's stomach and began removing the detachable latex pads covering her breasts, leaving only a little band at the base where the threads held her breasts together

Naomi forces out the words between panting gasps, defiance on her face, and in her eyes right now, though how long she can sustain that... remains to be seen...

Naomi: Hey wh-what are you doing now! S-Stop that..!

Naomi's round aching mounds are exposed, capped with decidedly swollen up nipples...

Liliah: You leave me no choice... I'm going to have to punish you until you begin acting like a good girl again, at which point I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself!

Liliah: But first, we'll need to force your mouth shut, otherwise you'll have the illusion that you can talk back to your mistress!

Miss Purple sniggers at the bar, not even needing to look to guess what is happening

Miss Purple: Teach her a lesson dear!

Naomi: ... For the last... last time... you are NOT... my... Mistress! No one is..!

Liliah sticks a tiny black pad with a rubber balloon on the inside and a pump on the outside, and she wraps it around Naomi's head and locks it in place

Of course, she tries to spit it out, her eyes blazing furiously. Of course she's unintelligible now, but even then the raging defiance is unmistakeable, as she tries to squirm out from under the succubus.

Liliah: It's useless, Naomi... What's a lot of experience for a human, 30 years? 50 years? I've got FOURTY TIMES more experience than that in handling little boys and girls like you who think they can say no to me... It doesn't matter how long it takes, I'll make you see the light. It's no use struggling. Now, start chewing on the balloon! Don't worry, it's thick enough to handle some biting and chewing!

Naomi is... obstinate right now. Very much so, as she continues the futile efforts to get the thing out of her mouth. Of course with the way her jaws are working, she is chewing on it here and there, though not as a result of being obedient.

Liliah starts slowly inflating the balloon inside Naomi's mouth when she chews on it, waiting until she can no longer chew, meaning her mouth is all filled up. When that's done, she detaches the pump and plugs the air hole.

Naomi: MMmnnnnnogggg!

Miss Purple sniggers at Liliah's experience line, wondering what happened with herself.

Miss Purple: Just behave, Liliah won't hurt you if you do as she says!

This naturally also makes her cheeks bulge too - not to mention makes her protests much, much quieter. More like muffled whimpers now...

Liliah turns towards Emma as she hears her laughing at her, and says in the scariest, most bitter and dominatrix voice:

Liliah: Not a word, you! You're an exception! Shut up and watch!

Liliah: There we go, Naomi... Now your mouth is all stuffed, so you'll be able to keep your foolish protests inside and listen to your mistress.

Miss Purple spins on her chair, giggling

Miss Purple: Only because you asked so nicely sweetie. I will try not to embarrass you while you work!

Miss Purple: Glancing around at the scene, looking at Naomi whose cheeks look like a stuffed hamster's.

Naomi gives Liliah a withering glare, but she's at a huge disadvantage now... unable to use her arms or legs... not even her toes and fingers... and now she's been thoroughly muted.

Liliah: Now, then... What do we have here...

Liliah starts caressing and massaging Naomi's breasts, squeezing them together even more, passing her hands between them and pulling them aside, releasing them and making them slap together loudly

Naomi shudders and shakes visibly from the touch of Liliah's hands, which send jolts of pleasure into her body, making those already hard nipples swell even more. They jiggle a little as they smack together, and the helpless girl squeals in a muffled way.

Liliah sensually rubs her crotch onto Naomi's latex-covered stomach, her legs pressed on the sides of Naomi's body. She grab Naomi's nipples between her fingers, shakes them, making her breasts wobble wildly, and then suddenly pulls them up and twists them painfully until Naomi is red in the face, letting go and shaking them again for a random period of time

Pleasure... and pain. It's a blending of sensations that is disorienting. She shakes her head from side to side, alternating between making those defiant little noises, and ones that are more sensuous sounding. Still the defiance is in her eyes, though it's clearly starting to weaken a little bit.

Miss Purple smirks at the scene, always enjoying Liliah's work, she claps her hands softly as its obvious Naomi really has lost all possible escape chances no matter how defiant she seems.

Liliah: Emma, would you like a closer view? You could hold Naomi's head up in your lap so I can see her eyes better...

Miss Purple smiles softly, standing up off her chair

Miss Purple: Don't say I never care about your work now!

MissPurple skips merrily down and sits on the floor cross legged, placing Naomi's gagged head on to her lap, so she is looking at Liliah

Miss Purple: Shhh dear don't worry, you will enjoy it soon enough

Miss Purple says while stroking Naomi's hair.

Liliah smirks, thinking Emma really is perfect for this kind of task, lowering Naomi's defences and making her feel even more powerless and humiliated.

Naomi shivers... still straining as best she can, expending energy on useless struggles. Her eyes flick from Liliah to MissPurple and back with another glare, though it's lost a fair bit of the original edge. She knows she's in a losing situation right now...

Liliah: Now then, Naomi... I want you to look directly at my eyes as much as you can, even when I'm not looking at you... I want to see your eyes immediately when I look at you.

Liliah looks directly into Naomi's eyes, staring intensely and fiercely, still wobbling her breasts by her nipples

Naomi 's response is to twist her head to the side, to try and look away. She's having to struggle against the feelings in her own body while continuing her defiant front, and it's costing her... as her back arches instinctively for a moment, thrusting up her formidable and exquisitely tormented breasts.

Liliah starts pulling and twisting without warning, but doesn't pull or twist fully, only feinting to watch Naomi's reaction, still staring at where her eyes should be.

Miss Purple takes Naomi's head in her hands, and turns her head back to Liliah

Miss Purple: Don't fight it, really you will only make it worse for yourself... unless Liliah I think she may want it worse?

Naomi squeaks and shakes... tossing her head from side to side as best she can on MissPurple's lap... till her head is gripped by those hands, and she's forced to look at the succubus.

Liliah: Let her head go, Emma... It's a nice thought, but this time it has to come from her...

Miss Purple shrugs her shoulders, releasing her grip, softly she strokes her hair again

Miss Purple: You are the boss!

Liliah pulls and twists fully once again, though at a different angle and in a different direction, and she holds it there, her eyes widened and glaring menacingly at Naomi.

Liliah: Come on, Naomi! Look at me! Look right into my eyes!

Naomi turns her head away again, of course, but there's very definite desperation to her movements now. She whimpers... and her head slowly turns again... her eyes meeting those of the succubus, albeit reluctantly.

Liliah quickly changes her grip on Naomi's nipples, clearly not satisfied with her hesitant look, and she pulls and twists way too hard before letting go a little, still pulling and twisting but only slightly painfully

Liliah: Don't look away!

Liliah: The quicker you give me a good expression, the least painful this process will be...

Miss Purple shakes her head at Naomi, petting her softly, trying to comfort her, though she knows it's in vain

Naomi did look away... almost instantly... but it's not long before her head turns again, her eyes finding those of Liliah. Still reluctant, naturally, but also with the starting hints of something else too - a kind of wanting.

Naomi: Mmmmmmmmmnngggggg!

Liliah: You still have a lot of work to do, but I'm beginning to see a glimpse of good attitude in you, girl... Very good!

Miss Purple runs her fingers through Naomi's hair, cooing softly to her as she pets her

Miss Purple: I don't think she is a lost cause, Liliah!

Liliah lets go of Naomi's nipples for a moment, instead very delicately brushing over them, teasing them, twirling them and massaging her mounds

Naomi shivers... and her eyes harden, a step backwards perhaps... but that doesn't last for very long... there's no way at this point. She's trembling, shaking, her back lifting off the ground time and again.

Liliah: Yeah, unlike a certain someone...

Liliah says lightly, rolling her eyes

Miss Purple giggles, giving Liliah a big smile, petting Naomi constantly.

Miss Purple: Would you have me any other way?!

Liliah: Don't give her ideas now! Look, she's all rebellious again...

Miss Purple: Yes now isn't the time, get to work Liliah!

Liliah pushes Naomi's nipples close to each other and holds them between her teeth, pulling them up as far as they'll go without hurting much and looking up at Naomi. She begins tugging weakly but rhythmically on her nipples with her teeth, threatening to pull on them painfully and chew them hard, but not letting Naomi know when.

Miss Purple strokes Naomi's hair

Miss Purple: Just look at her, do what she wants you to do and this will all go much easier!

Liliah uses her hands to rub around her breasts, her waist and her arms in the meantime, massaging softly and sensually, filling her body with pleasurable sensations

Naomi 's face is sheened with sweat by now... and it's so difficult to think. She mewls helplessly into the pump gag so effectively limiting her communication to such basic noises. Her eyes tell the story though, as the wanting grows... the defiance that was there slowly but surely beings swallowed up by a pleading.

Liliah frowns and looks at Naomi unsatisfyingly, pulling her head up and clenching her teeth around her nipples strongly but precisely, giving her bite just the right blend of painful stinging and arousing strokes

Naomi spasms, those eyes of hers going round again, the sensations of pain and pleasure flooding her body all the more... too much for her to handle in some ways. She's still struggling, though it's more to press herself against Liliah, to try and feel more of her touch.

Liliah lets the breasts go after a while, letting them slam back down on her chest, sitting straight again and groping Naomi's breasts strongly, making her flesh squeeze between her fingers

And that feels so terribly good now, enough to make her feel as though she is melting in physical sensuousness. Her eyes, by now, are riveted to those of Liliah, whenever she spares her a glance.

Liliah: Well, then... Answer the following questions by nodding yes or no. First: Is your name Naomi?

Naomi nods... a faint motion but definite

Liliah glares deeply into Naomi's eyes, massaging her breasts and asking her questions, as if she was hooked to a lie detector.

Liliah: Good. Are you a girl?

Miss Purple giggles softly at the interrogation as she still strokes Naomi's hair, feeling her begin to sweat as it goes on.

Naomi nods again... letting out another one of those whimpering moaning sounds. By now it's obvious that she's arching her back to offer up her enflamed breasts to the succubus's touch.

Liliah: Are you currently at my mercy?

An hesitation this time... but one that's overpowered by her desire, her need. A third nodding motion of her head, her eyes flickering with obvious lust.

Liliah: Am I currently in control of you?

Liliah: Don't hesitate, answer truthfully.

It's a long time before there's the fourth nod. In control in some ways, but perhaps not yet utterly. It could well mean that while she may be on the verge of surrender here, she'll regain her backbone and fight if given the chance.

Liliah: Have you been a bad, naughty little girl? Do you think you deserve your punishment?

Miss Purple gives Naomi an encouraging smile, hoping she makes the right decision here...

Liliah: We're almost done, now, Naomi. Think carefully about your answers.

And this nod is perhaps the hardest yet, but it's not such a hesitation this time, and it's also the most definite nod yet...

Miss Purple lets out a thankful sigh

Liliah: Interesting... when asked if you were at my mercy, you answered yes, but it was hesitant... When asked if was in control, you answered yes, but your answer was dishonest... But when asked if you deserved your punishment, you answered yes truthfully. We're getting somewhere, aren't we?

Miss Purple: Well it sure is an improvement over her calling you a bitch earlier...

Naomi would blush more perhaps... if she could. Her eyes widen a little, perhaps with a little realization...

Liliah: You still think you're not submitted to me, but you're willing to admit that it's a fault and that you need to be corrected... On to your second punishment, then!

Second punishment? Naomi doesn't know yet what more Liliah can do to her. She gulps... trembling from her head to her toes...

Miss Purple feels the girl tremble on her lap

Miss Purple: Oh dear, I think you've got her scared

Liliah wriggles her ass and thighs backwards, sitting on Naomi's legs, pulling her ass up and crossing her legs under her to make her labia stick out. Then, she removes the latex pad covering her crotch, tossing it aside along with the pads that covered her breasts

Liliah: I think you know where this is headed, don't you, Naomi?

Liliah: Emma, can you help her up a little more so I can see her eyes? Thank you.

Naomi twitches, still thoroughly helpless here, and very much weakened by her earlier struggling. She is soaking wet between her thighs, and the lips of her sex pout lewdly and invitingly, totally inflamed by her arousal.

Miss Purple adjusts show she is sitting, raising up Naomi's head further so she can look down at Liliah

Miss Purple: This good dear?

Liliah stares into Naomi's eyes again, delighting in her helpless and horny expression

Liliah: Very good, Emma. Keep her that way. Now, Naomi... Surely you know what part of your body is even more sensitive than your nipples?

Naomi of course nods... sensuous deep brown eyes all wide right now, conveying far more than she'd be able to do with words.

Liliah spreads Naomi's pussy lips apart slowly, listening to the wet noises and looking at her moist hole, and then pokes her clit with her finger

Naomi: MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!

Miss Purple giggles, having to hold Naomi as she moans into the gag

Miss Purple: I thought this was a punishment Liliah?! Look at her...

Liliah: Well, I can't help it if she loves my touch... The best I can do is give her at least as much PAIN!

Moist might be an understatement, especially with the poke to her nub... that causes a seeping wetness.

Liliah slaps Naomi's cunt right on her clitoris as she says the word pain, her hand smacking onto her crotch loudly

Even with her mouth filled to muffle her, the squeal is quite loud, and she spasms helplessly almost violently, as the stinging sensation almost makes her black out. She's left shaking and trembling, her eyes showing a new level of desperation within them.

Liliah: Do you feel as wet as you look, Naomi? You're drenched! I can't believe you still haven't accepted me as your mistress... Your body sure does look like it has!

Naomi is there... still aware... very much so

Liliah circles her finger around Naomi's clit, almost tickling, and then pinches it, circling around again, tracing her finger into her slit, back up, and pinching again

Miss Purple smiles at Naomi sweet and innocent as if this is normal

Miss Purple: Maybe she would happily call you her Mistress now if she could speak? She's a wreck... poor thing, but she brought it upon herself

Moans and squeals intermingle, all muffled deliciously, as she shudders and shakes, as she spasms, her juices seeping constantly. She might not have accepted Liliah as mistress up until this point, but it's clear she's on the very brink now... and it will take very little more to push her over the edge.

Liliah looks at Naomi again, about to ask her a question or two.

Liliah: Good question, Emma, let's ask her. Naomi, would you call me your mistress if I removed your gag?

Naomi nods - no real hesitation this time... the motion of her head vigorous, while her eyes remain glued to Liliah's face, to her eyes.

Liliah: Now... and I'm very serious... would you truly consider me, from the bottom of your heart, without the shadow of a doubt, for the rest of your life, your mistress, with every right it gives me over your body and mind?

Liliah: Think very carefully... you don't want to lie on this one.

Think carefully... something that is all but impossible for her now in her current state. Would she accept Liliah as her mistress? She tries to think, but rational thought keeps slipping away. It is deeper instincts that make her nod her head slowly... and truthfully. Truthfully and yet at the same time it's apparent that she's likely to test the boundaries...

Liliah: Hmph... that's obviously not a definitive yes, but she looks like she's opening to the idea... Let's try her now! Can you deflate her gag and remove it, Emma?

Miss Purple smiles and gives Liliah a firm nod, she pulls out the plug from the air hole letting the balloon slowly deflate in her mouth, waiting for it to fully deflate she unstraps it from her head

Miss Purple: Open wide sweetie

Miss Purple says, sliding it out from her mouth, the gag covered in teeth marks and drool.

Naomi 's mouth hangs open, letting the deflated gag slip free, along with copious amounts of her drool. She pants heavily, raggedly...

Liliah gives Naomi another strong slap on her pussy as the gag comes out of her mouth, the impact producing a loud, wet smacking noise, making her skin feel warmer and glow red for a moment and making droplets of her juices splash on her thighs

Ungagged, the piercing squeal of pain and pleasure is much louder, and even more sensuous if anything. She withes and spasms...

Naomi: AHHHHHhh! M-Mistressss!!!!!

Miss Purple lets out a cruel giggle

Miss Purple: Oh she is getting it!

Liliah, unforgiving and determined to make her remember this lesson of submission for a very long time, pinches her clit strongly and follows with another very energetic slap directly on the top of her cunt, making it even warmer and more red, spewing her juice all around

Liliah: There! Take it! Remember this feeling whenever you forget to consider me your mistress!

Naomi screams out, the sound both beautiful and something... more at the same time. The sensation burns between her thighs, focussed especially in her clit, but also still so potently in the puffy, reddened lips of her pussy.

Liliah rubs her hand over Naomi's pussy while she screams, then picks it up again, giving a long series of moderately strong but very fast smacks to colour her crotch in a bright red colour, and then she finishes by bringing her tail in front of her, swinging it extremely quickly and delivering a deafening whack on her clit, immediately rubbing it better and ordering Naomi:

Liliah: What do you say to your mistress to thank her for removing your gag and for disciplining you? Say it NOW!

Naomi: AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! T-Thankyou Mistresss... Thankyouuuuu!

Those words spill from her lips, mingled with those cries of pain, of pleasure. Her body quakes in surrender.

Liliah: Now beg for more or I'm leaving you there, naked, wet and aroused!

Naomi: No... No please don't leave me, Mistress! I... I need more. I'm begging you, Mistress. T-T-Take me!

Miss Purple sighs, smiling and shaking her head at Liliah as Naomi's head rests on her lap still

Miss Purple: I think she genuinely means it!

Liliah: Very good, Naomi! Now you understand! You can put her head back down, Emma, thanks for your assistance.

Miss Purple places Naomi's head on the ground, standing up she wipes her lap clean, walking past she kisses Liliah softly on the cheek, and returns to her seat at the bar

Miss Purple: Go on, do what you have to do!

Naomi definitely does understand... her body, her soul... and also her mind, though that is more on an instinctive level. She'll no doubt struggle with it, but as the saying goes, her fate is sealed.

Liliah pulls her legs from under Naomi's waist, stands up, and kneels over her crotch, digging her fingers into her crotch and licking her clit while her tail wraps around Naomi's head and pulls it into Liliah's crotch, holding it up there very close

Naomi does not need to be told or encouraged to know what to do. Her mouth is hot, and hungry, her lips plush and eager as she plants her mouth over the sex of the succubus. Her own juices continue to flow, and her clit, her pussy... is quivering.

Liliah runs the full length of her tongue over Naomi's juicy, warm and red crotch, slurping up her juices while her fingers slowly enter her and wriggle around her insides, her lower lip brushing and pressing against her swollen clit

Not much is holding Naomi back from a climax by now, certainly not her own willpower. Her tongue delves in deeply, wantonly within Liliah's folds. The folds of her... Mistress. Realization burns in her mind, coupled with the quakes that herald the onset of an orgasm beyond her imagining.

Liliah pumps her fingers in and out extremely fast as she feels her pussy quivering and throbbing so energetically around her fingers, her tongue licking strongly around her clitoris, trying her best to give Naomi a grand, explosive orgasm to celebrate her official submission to Liliah.

It doesn't take much more, that is for sure... the human girl's world splinters into a myriad of rainbow shards, the pleasure exploding within her, totally uncontrollable. As one wave passes and starts to ease, another one crashes over her, through her...

As Naomi orgasms, she feels a strong feeling of numbness and tingling all over her body, which slowly pours out from her crotch and into Liliah's fingers and tongue, leaving her much more tired and sleepy.

And like before, her head is lolling about as this exhaustion follows right on the heels of that carnal bliss unlike anything she'd experienced before. Were she not restrained by the threads in the suit, she'd no doubt be splayed out on the floor.

Then, as the feeling passes and her orgasms slowly calms down, a sharp, stinging electric shock rides up her spine and seems to explode in her head, and her neck feels hot, almost painful. Out of her neck grows what looks exactly like a leather collar, fitting her neck perfectly and engraved with the words "Liliah's Salacious Slut" in golden lettering. With this collar on and the mark of Branding inside her, Naomi instantly feels much weaker compared to Liliah, and much more inclined to obey her.

Naomi cries out

And it's a weaker cry than before, weak from the energy expended, and drawn from her. She has no idea what is on the collar, yet, but she can feel it encircling her throat, a flawless fit... and very much a part of her.

Liliah lets go of Naomi's head with her tail and stands up again, very aroused by Naomi's passionate licks, but she will just have to finish her orgasm with someone else, which will be soon enough. For now, she simply admires the spent and subdued Naomi moaning and crying on the floor. Liliah grabs the remote and loosens the suit.

Miss Purple claps her hands, smiling contently at Liliah

Miss Purple: Your work can be quite interesting dear, what did you do to the poor thing?!

Miss Purple says, giggling at the panting mess on the floor that was Naomi.

That still is Naomi, honestly, though she will never likely be quite the same again. It'll take some time for her to recover... and for now she is content to drift in and out of awareness, sprawled out on her back.

Liliah kneels beside Naomi, her hand resting on her cheek softly as she asks:

Liliah: Shall I unlock the bathroom for you, my dear slut Naomi?

Liliah: You'll have a reason to take a real shower, this time...

Naomi: Yes... please... Mistress

Liliah taps Naomi's cheek gently, warps into the bathroom and opens the door for Naomi, so that she can take a shower and change back.

Liliah walks back towards Naomi and whispers to her before leaving:

Liliah: You can keep this suit... it's yours. But I keep the remote!

Liliah, thoughtful, drags Naomi into the shower while she sleeps before leaving

Liliah sneaks into Naomi's workshop. She visited the vicinity before in disguise, but this was the first time she saw the underground facilities. Having blocked her energy from flowing in her, her body was no bigger than a mouse's, making it easy to sneak in. When she arrived in the room where Naomi's nanosuit is stored, she took a few moments to grow back to her original size and then opened a portal to her lair to grab a replica of the suit. The replica had all the look and feel of the real thing, but none of the intended functionality. It did have some other functionality, however, which would turn Naomi's next sortie into an embarrassing fluke...

Naomi of course has no clue that her security has been breached. It's designed to confound would-be human-sized intruders mainly, certainly not something the size of a mouse - at least not a living organism anyways. The underground facilities were not too expansiv - there was a main workshop which housed the mech as well as a number of computers, and tools. The rest was split into three rooms, one for parts, one for weapons and ammunitions, and the last was where she kept her pilot suit - a silk-like silvery gray affair that obviously would fit her like a second skin.

The Asian girl was busy in her workshop - something which was no doubt the norm. The room with her nanosuit had been left unlocked, so the switch was very easy to make - the only wrinkle, if such it could have been called, would have been the sudden concussive discharge of some heavy firearm in the workshop... followed by several explosive swears.

Liliah jumped a bit and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly concentrated for a few moments, starving herself of her own energy was a bit harder than letting it come back again, but she was able to do it and shrink to an even tinier size in not much longer. She hid and then carefully sneaked her way towards where Naomi was, intending to sneak on her for a while, until she used her suit or when she would become bored herself.

Naomi was definitely in the workshop, standing a little ways from the mecha, which was around 10 feet tall or so, with an organic, roughly humanoid shape to it. One of the arms was awkwardly bent, the hand clutching some sort of blast cannon - the end of which pointed towards something of a crater in the cement wall.

Naomi: Confound... of all the things that could happen...

Naomi sighs

Naomi: Guess I better get the suit back on and straighten her out before I recalibrate the gyros...

Naomi shakes her head slightly, and turns, stalking out of the shop, and directly to the room where her suit is stored.

Liliah smirked mischievously, eyes gleaming with satisfaction knowing that in all likelihood, in about a minute after she put the suit on, it will sink into her skin and numb her movements while her whole body slowly turns into powerless gelatine. She calmly watched the area around the mech, awaiting Naomi's attempt at doing whatever she was trying to do.

Naomi only took a couple of minutes to change, and she was coming back, her lithe figure covered in the silvery grey material from just below that collar, right down to her toes. It wasn't until she was back in the shop itself that she felt something start to happen. A strange tingling sensation in her skin...

Naomi: The hell...

Naomi pauses, rubbing a bit at the soft stretchy material, blinking in confusion as she realized that it was almost like it was stuck to her somehow...

Liliah immediately started growing back to her normal size, hidden out of sight, and when she had reached her usual form she walked out of hiding, an irrepressible mischievous grin splitting her face ear to ear. This kind of smile, however, on Liliah, didn't look as threatening as it would on someone else.

Liliah: Oh, hey there Naomi! Did you miss me?

Naomi would have been too preoccupied to notice the succubus... but she'd chosen to call out. This caused the Asian girl to whirl around - though not nearly as gracefully as usual. Already her movements were starting to become sluggish. Her eyes shot wide when she saw Liliah... and a flush crept into her cheeks.

Naomi: L-Liliah!?? How... what... what did you...

Liliah: I was just passing by, and I thought I'd make a visit and let you try on a new creation from some of my horny little mad scientists.

Naomi: N-New c-creation..? Ugn... my suit...

Liliah: Your suit is right here. That's my suit you're wearing. They're really alike, aren't they? My bad, I didn't mean to deceive you, it just turned out looking like that when we made it...

Liliah throws Naomi's suit in a far corner of the room, behind her

Naomi shudders a bit, starting to struggle to remain standing, but it was a losing battle. Her knees began to buckle and she sunk down, still trying to paw at the silvery suit... even as it was somehow sinking into her skin, as though being absorbed somehow...

Naomi: Ugnnnn... what's it... doing to me..?

Liliah: It seems the materials the suit is made of is being absorbed through your skin.

Naomi asked while instinctively shifting to lunge after the real one - which only hastened her decent to the floor. She falls forward onto all fours...

Liliah: Don't worry, though, that is what is supposed to happen after you wear it.

Naomi: ... How... will I get it off???

Liliah: Oh, it will wear out in time... days, maybe hours if you're lucky.

Naomi asks, her voice demanding but at the same time a bit weak as well. Soon she can't even stay on her hands and knees - her limbs feel like they have turned into jello. She topples onto her side, twitching.

Naomi: D-D-Days?? What am... I supposed to do... in the meantime? I can't even move...

Liliah: The suit is made in an organic compound that seeps through your skin and turns every single cell of yours into networked, multi-purpose cells. Those new cells happen to be transparent and have a blue tint... the effect is quite alluring. We call it the goo suit.

Liliah: Don't worry; I'll take care of you...

Naomi: Networked... multipurpose cells? You mean...

Naomi flicks her eyes to her arms, her legs - what she could manage to see of them anyways in her rather paralyzed-like state

Liliah: Those cells have neural functions and basic motor function through aligned electromagnetic and nuclear forces. In short, your whole body is now a brain that can move much like your usual body can, with two arms and legs.

Naomi: ... Except... no idea how to do any of that... yet...

Liliah walked closer to Naomi, near her legs, where the substance has already almost completely turned Naomi into a blue jelly

Liliah: Oh, while the transformation is occurring your nervous system will be in too much chaos to allow you to command your body

Naomi: I'm turning into... an amorphous blob..!

Naomi looks quite worried at this point. She shudders, trying to find some sort of strength, some basic motor control, but it eludes her.

Liliah: Not completely amorphous... you'll still have something that looks vaguely like arms and legs, unless you plunge them into your body.

Liliah: What's even more interesting is this...

Liliah puts a finger under Naomi's feet, and she immediately feels not only the finger touching her around that area, but a sensation of arousal emanating from there as well, as if Liliah was inserting a finger inside her pussy

Liliah: Since your erogenous zones are now confounded with the rest of your nervous system, every region of your body is now erogenous... Aren't you excited?

Liliah giggles as she wriggles her finger inside the jelly foot

Naomi lets out a gasping sound, her eyes going saucer wide again. A quiver runs throughout her entire form, as she attempts to shake her head no... in vain.

Liliah: In this state, your body will barely hold itself together, so you won't be able to apply much force to anything. Instead, when force is applied on your... skin of sorts, like with my finger here, it will pierce through you, and every cell that comes into contact with an object will make you feel arousal.

Naomi lets out another gasping moan; the changes are spreading beyond just her feet, her legs. The rest of her is starting to go as well... translucent blue...

Liliah: The only time your body will apply a strong force is when an object stays inside you for a prolonged period of time... Then, as your cells try to regain their normal positions, they and their neighbours will apply more and more force against my finger, and the pressure will make you feel even more orgasm. Can you feel your foot squeezing on my finger yet?

Naomi's reply is another gasp. It's a strange sensation in some ways; strange in that it's not usually there that she feels like this...

Liliah: Cootchi cootchi cootchi! Are you done transforming yet, Goo-o-mi?

Liliah wriggles her finger inside Naomi and makes noises as if she was tickling a baby

Liliah: Hmm, it's progressing well...

Naomi is not quite done yet, though she is much closer now. The only thing really left is her head. She trembles and shakes as she is fingers, still able to moan...

Liliah walks on her knees to Naomi's side, crawling her finger up inside Naomi's leg all the way to her waist, where she plunges her hand in and shakes it around playfully.

Naomi spasms... or does the goo girl equivalent, her body shaking with rather explosive orgasmic sensations

Liliah giggles as Naomi seems to tremble excitedly

Liliah: Oh, you look excited!

Naomi definitely seems to be, the blue translucency that is her face is open mouthed... passionate

Liliah: Hehe, it looks like you're moaning, but no sound is coming out... that's cute. I wish all my slaves moaned in silence.

Naomi has the problem, now, of having no vocal chords. Her eyes flicker, is that something of a glare, mixed in with every growing lust..?

Liliah crawled up to Naomi's head, passing a leg over it and sitting on top of the mouth-like opening, laying just enough of her weight to stress the gelatinous body without plunging into it.

Naomi is quivering right now, especially as the succubus straddles over her face. over her still open mouth. It's very difficult to think right now, with pleasure that's oozing through her from head to toe.

Liliah stands up now, ceasing to tease Naomi for a little while so she can get comfortable in her temporary jelly body

Naomi lays there, the pleasure onslaught easing up considerably, allowing her to try and think. Allowing her to try and focus... see if she can make herself move somehow...

Liliah: Alright, stand up now; there are a few more things you should know.

Naomi does need to figure out how to do that - it might take some trial and error if she has to learn how to stand and walk all over again.

Liliah: It's just like moving in your old body... just think of doing the movement, and the cells of your new jelly body will align, push and pull each other to reproduce the movement.

It's not so bad, then... and soon enough, she is standing on her own two feet, looking very much like Naomi... only blue and transparent.

Liliah eyes Naomi, expecting some form of rebellious attitude, but smirks seeing the collar entitling Naomi "Salacious Slut" magically attached to Naomi's body. This would be the perfect way for Liliah to control Naomi.

Liliah: So, how do you feel? Hmm, I guess it'll be harder when you can't talk... Let's stick to yes or no questions, then. Does it feel good?

Naomi isn't showing rebelliousness, not as of yet at least - she's still figuring things out...

Naomi gives Liliah a little bit of a nod, though it is tempered as well with what might be something of a glare

Liliah: Well, well, aren't you an honest little blob!

Naomi opens her mouth in reflex for a scathing retort but of course... no sound comes out.

Liliah steps in closer, rubbing her hands all over Naomi's body, exploring it at the same time as her

Liliah: It was pretty expensive to make... Since it's sort of a suit, at the beginning at least, I thought I'd let you try it, since you love playing dress-up!

Naomi trembles again, her mouth opening once again in a soundless gasp. She has enough presence of mind to try and pull away from the succubus, but at the same time... there is that little something deep inside that wants to... please.

Liliah stands right in front of Naomi, almost skin against skin, and gives a few playful taps and pulls on Naomi's jelly bottom, making the round bubbles that act as a stand-in for her usual buttocks jiggle and slap together like flesh never could.

Liliah: Your erogenous zones are confounded with the rest of your body, but the highest concentration of erogenous cells still remains between your legs... So at least some things are still familiar, aren't they? You could say you still have a pussy right there, between your legs...

Liliah shows what she's talking about with a little poke inside the area between Naomi's legs with two fingers

Naomi jitters with each one of those taps. It's getting difficult to think again, as she stumbles a bit, almost pressing herself right up against the shorter woman.

Liliah: Are you wondering how it feels if I leave my finger in there, like I mentioned earlier? Do you want to find out?

Liliah whispers to Naomi in a sultry voice as her fingers smoothly and effortlessly slide up and down inside Naomi's crotch

Naomi freezes up for a moment. She had started to try and shake her head, but instead she began to nod as she felt the finger between her thighs, pressing into her. Again she moaned silently, her face flowing into a more wanton look...

Liliah: Well, you see, each time my finger penetrates the same region of your body, your body will push against it with more and more adjacent cells, making you feel as if my finger is reaching deeper and deeper, getting bigger and bigger inside your body, in a way... And because of that you'll feel more and more intense arousal.

Liliah slowly but firmly pushes her fingers deeper and deeper, all the way to her knuckles and even beyond, because of course nothing was stopping her knuckles from poking inside the jelly as well.

Naomi would be sinking down to the floor if she were not pressed against Liliah by this point. Her hips rolled, undulated... her jelly like form capable of moving in ways she never could have before - with an exaggerated sensuality

Liliah twisted her fingers deep inside Naomi, pressing them in, almost as if taunting the cells of her body. She taunted Naomi verbally about the same thing, in fact.

Liliah: So, how does it feel to know that right now, even when every single cell of your entire body work in unison, they can't push my finger out? Ashaming, isn't it?

Naomi would blush if she could... is it a blush? Her cheeks taking on a purplish hue? It is true, she cannot push out Liliah's intruding finger... only tighten around it, making her feel so... sluttish

Liliah: You'll start feeling it soon... the number of cells pushing against my fingers will grow exponentially, and soon enough your arms and legs will be pushing against my fingers, making you feel like your entire body is attracted to my fingers, stuck to them, filled with them... And of course your arms and legs will grow weaker and weaker because of that. Shall I add a third finger?

Liliah adds a third finger to her push inside Naomi, not even needing to pull out... Her finger unfolds right inside Naomi and joins her other two fingers in teasing Naomi's entire body

Naomi tries to shake her head no... she truly and honestly does, but already the fire between her legs is too strong, and it is flowing to the rest of her. It makes her spasm, makes her press and sculpt up against Liliah's curves...

Liliah grabs Naomi by her collar and lifts it up as high as her arm will go and therefore, since the collar is magically attached to Naomi's body, holding the relatively light blob of horny jelly above her head while she fingers it senseless with her other hand.

Liliah: Don't worry, Naomi, I'm holding you! You can abandon yourself and melt into my hands as much as you want!

Naomi can't help herself, her entire body writhing with those impossible sensuous undulations. her legs sway as orgasmic bliss shoots through her... so explosively, making her tighten up all the more...

Liliah: Oh, Naomi, you're a mess! You need to pick yourself up!

Liliah giggles as she teases Naomi, her fingers continuing to pump, whirl, twiddle and twist inside Naomi's belly, being faintly visible from the outside.

Naomi certainly does seem to be oozing to pieces... well not so much pieces. More a formless blue gelatine mass, still with arms and legs, though they are less than useful by now. She is craving more... caught in a cycle of increasing lust and pleasure...

Liliah continues fingering away, and she even starts sucking on the gelatinous nipples and twiddling them with her tongue, one at a time. Her tail also reached around between the two girls' legs to slap the surface of Naomi's butt, since Liliah enjoyed watching the round balloons of jelly jiggle and bounce so much, even if it was through Naomi's belly. Meanwhile Liliah was keeping an eye open for a certain limit point at which she'd have to stop to prevent catastrophic things from happening...

It might have been fast approaching - Naomi was coming to a point where the cravings would have her trying to literally engulf the succubus within herself...

Liliah threw Naomi away, at a wall, when she noticed she was becoming dangerously grabby. The violent splat would probably only excite her a little more, but after that she would surely have time to calm down. She waited a few moments for Naomi to be a bit less in a daze before explaining.

Liliah: Well, aren't you a feisty one... The test subjects usually had a mental and nervous breakdown and went beyond the point where they could revert back, but it seems you took a different approach... I'll let you rest for a bit, give me a nod when you've calmed down.

Naomi oozed down the wall to the floor, quite formless for the next several minutes, before finally starting to take some semblance of shape again.

Liliah wondered how close Naomi was to reverting back into a human form... if she wasn't approaching that point she was planning on having her return the favour.

Naomi sits up after a time... still very much a translucent blue color, though back to her Naomi shape... well maybe a bit curvier.

Liliah: So, have you calmed down yet? You know, I was almost jealous... you know how they say you feel like melting when you are super relaxed? Well, you LOOKED exactly like you were in that state. Did it feel good?

Liliah smirked lewdly and playfully while looking at Naomi and trying to read her amorphous facial expressions

Naomi is blushing... more or less, as she nods. She is able to think clearly again it would seem

Liliah: Did you notice what I did with the collar I gave you?

Naomi blinks, reaching up to touch it, as she shakes her head slightly.

Liliah: Let me demonstrate for you again, then...

Liliah walks towards Naomi, grabs her by her collar and lifts her up again

Liliah: See?

Naomi flails her arms and her legs, still not sure she understands fully...

Liliah: Normally, I would have been unable to hold you if you decided to run away or something... But with this collar, which is magically attached to your body, I was able to keep you under control even in your fluid state.

Naomi nods slightly... biting what passes as her lip

Liliah: This is a perfect demonstration of what this collar means... it means I tamed you, and it means I have full control over you under every circumstance.

Naomi starts to really thrash at that

Liliah shakes Naomi by her collar to counter-act her trashing about

Naomi finds herself... not doing a heck of a lot, at least not with any sort of effectiveness

Liliah: Stop doing that, it's useless! Try kicking me in the face, see if I care!

Liliah: Your current form is especially weak, but if you haven't realized yet that I'm your mistress even with your normal body, you eventually will...

Naomi does try to give Liliah a kick at that... the expression on her face very indignant

Liliah barely gives Naomi more than a smug grin with her eyes closed as Naomi's leg splashes around Liliah's head and reforms itself past it

Liliah: Calm down, Naomi... I know it's hard to accept, but I'm a very kind mistress, you'll get used to it...

Naomi shudders a bit

Liliah pokes a finger in Naomi's belly, where her navel should be, and wriggles it around a bit to calm her down when she orders her to

Naomi does simmer down a little bit... though her eyes are still a belligerent at the same time

Liliah lets Naomi go and fall to the floor, keeping her finger into her body, letting it split the goo apart as it falls. When Naomi is back on her feet, Liliah playfully nudges her finger up through Naomi's neck, chin and face, as if doing that old trick where one points at a stain on someone's chest before nudging their chin or nose.

Naomi does her best to step back from Liliah, clearly a little frustrated by her inability to speak among other things

Liliah: Now then... I've fingered you almost literally into a senseless blob of pleasure, how about you return the favour a little? Would you care to do that?

Liliah asks Naomi while she peels her uniform down from her smooth, opaque blue skin.

Naomi hesitates at that... clearly a mixture of feelings clashing within her. At the same time, though, she stares as the succubus disrobes...

Liliah: There's no harm in getting a little "revenge", is there? Don't tell me you aren't curious to get your jiggly little hands on my body!

Is it really revenge? She's not sure... it could be... but it might not be either. There's that piece of her that feels pretty good when she obeys Liliah... But there is the rest of her that is at least in defiant denial...

Revenge... was that even really an option? Caught like this... Amorphous and weak, her best efforts wouldn't avail her anything. All she'd be able to do is to stimulate and tease the blue skinned succubus before her? That was what she wanted... and yet... maybe this would be an opportunity. If she could somehow gain the upper hand, some way, she could show Liliah what it was like being out of control...

And out of control, helpless to the same pleasures forced upon Naomi would be rather... poetic - a sort of karma type thing. The concept actually made Naomi feel a little fuzzy in some way, as though she were on the verge of delirium...

And so she allowed herself to lose form again, a sensuous gelatinous translucent mass... facial features still discernable, enough to be recognizable as Naomi. She surged forward, pooling at Liliah's feet. Experimentally, clumsily at the first, she formed her fingers again, so to give fleeting, stroking caresses.

Liliah waited patiently for Naomi to make up her mind, hands around her waist and her tail wagging calmly. Naomi looked like she was hesitating but was eventually going to get into it. Her scientists had assured her that the victim of the goo effect couldn't possibly apply any kind of brute force or do any kind of damage, so Liliah was quite confident in letting Naomi have a little bit of fun with her body.

Liliah swept the leg Naomi wasn't caressing right in the middle of the pile of goo Naomi had become, finding it a bit odd that Naomi would lose her shape like that, thinking it was involuntary and due to some kind of mental fatigue or weakness.

Liliah: What's wrong? Are you tired or something? Do you need me to lay down?

Of course the definition of brute force could be variable - and it was true that she was very unlikely to inflict actual harm like this as well. And so Naomi oozed up over Liliah's feet, stroking her calves, quivering slightly as she did so - this was contact with the Succubus after all, and it was a far from unpleasant sensation...

And then she had a lot more leg to work with... engulfing it with slick gel like translucency, squeezing slightly as she did so.

Liliah: Hmm, not bad... very sexy, climbing up my leg like that. You look like some kind of pet!

Liliah started caressing literally through Naomi's body as she was crawling up her leg, grabbing the collar that was following her body and reminding her by a little tug that she could pick her up and throw her away any time she wanted.

Naomi's response is a bit of a gurgling sound. More and more of her flows up Liliah's leg, and it is her face leading the charge. There's a liquid sparkle in her eyes... lust perhaps? as she paused, feeling that grip on the collar... the main thing that could perhaps foil her plans... not that she was entirely sure what her plans were. Not yet...

And while paused, she undulated, causing a pleasant sort of caressing rhythmic constriction and release.

Liliah: Hmmmn... that feels awesome, it's like being massaged with no hands, just the oil! Wow... I'm glad I had them slave over this for so long.

Liliah sat on the ground, legs slightly spread, holding herself up with her hands behind her to observe goo-Naomi at work.

Naomi starts to ooze up the other leg as well, properly covering both of them now. This also aligns her face to be coming up right between those blue skinned legs. Her quivering lips are parted, and what passes for a tongue is extending out from between them, lengthening suggestively.

Liliah's tight little slit was already glistening and throbbing at the sight, and as usual the warmth coming from the demoness' crotch was very intense, notably more so than a regular woman's. Liliah helpfully lent Naomi a hand and spread her own pussy wide open with one hand, revealing the glowing, glistening, throbbing purple flesh inside.

And that warmth... ohh it made Naomi tingle, and quiver. She gurgled again... and that tongue, which was becoming ever more... extended by the moment, grazed over that slick opening. At the same time however, she had enough in the back of her mind to try and move the collar... not discarding it but just... moving it... down towards Liliah's toes.

Liliah didn't really pay attention or even notice the collar moving, thinking it was due to some random movement in Naomi's fluids and knowing that the collar could never be separated from Naomi's body, even in that form. She did however pay full attention to the tongue-like beginning to touch her, letting out a quiet little moan and squirming her lower body around in anticipation.

Liliah: Mmmh...

Naomi quivered again, causing another series of rhythmic constrictions. Back and forth ran her gelatinous and by now phallic tongue, sampling, tasting. A slightly naughty slurp to go with the gurgle - while that collar slowly sort of slid right down Liliah's leg.

Liliah lied down on her back to fully enjoy Naomi's service, using her other hand to caress herself and play with her now slightly swollen nipples. She also rubbed around and fingered her own pussy right through Naomi's generic gelatinous appendage, feeling Naomi's cool elastic touch and her own fingers at the same time. It was unlike anything she was used to.

Liliah: HmmaAH! Oooh, wow... fffnnhm...

and Naomi it would seem was having a hard time controlling herself - as with a liquid sounding slurp... her face flowed up between those thighs, causing her tongue to thrust inwards, able to hold enough shape, it would seem, to be quite deliciously stuffing, meanwhile... that collar was being manipulated around Liliah's foot... then slowly back up the blue leg it now encircled.

Liliah very much enjoyed the feel of the gelatinous mass penetrating her. It was filling her in a completely different way than cocks did... With men, her body had to adapt to their rigid member, but now, with Naomi, it was a special kind of fit. Naomi filled her in a gentle, completely non-forceful way that still managed to leave not a single gap inside her. Her pussy could throb freely, but each throb bounced back, answered by the gooey body.

Liliah: Hmmmnnhhh! That feels so weird... hmmpphh... so good! Wow!

Liliah shook her leg a bit, feeling the collar put around it, and managed to warn Naomi in-between two moans

Liliah: I don't know why you did that, but it changes nothing... I can still pull you off if you misbehave somehow!

If Naomi could have cursed, she would have. It had been an idea at least - make it so that Liliah would not easily be able to move the collar, and maybe she could get an advantage somehow. Of course at the same time, she was getting taste after intoxicating taste of tight succubus pussy. Her tongue throbbed a bit, along with the rest of her, while she flowed up a bit more, oozing around the base of that tail, teasing the other hole below it.

Liliah throbbed sharply and gasped when the goo touched her back hole, taking this opportunity to lift herself up and pass her tail between her leg, which she without hesitation stabbed through Naomi, stirring gently through the mass of sensitive goo while it stirred gently inside her.

Thankfully an utterly nonlethal occurrence in this case, and one that just made Naomi shudder tangibly with her own lewd pleasure. She continued to flow, encasing more of the succubus now, thinning the coating... confining those pert breasts, giving those nipples an oozy pinching tweak.

Liliah's entire body was squirming in pleasure and her hands continued to caress, rub and finger with complete disregard to whether or not Naomi's goo was in the way. As a result, Liliah's fingers mashed and whipped Naomi inside her crotch as Liliah fingered herself progressively harder and faster, and her other hand splashed Naomi around over her chest, keeping its monopoly on one of the succubus' perky breasts. While her hands ignored Naomi, however, her body couldn't. It was being filled with more and more uniquely pleasurable sensations that made Liliah moan and shiver.

Liliah: Hmmmnnnhhh! HhhhaaaAAAaahh! Uuuhhnnn... Yes!

Naomi surged and squeezed... the phallic tongue insertion writhing sinuously in that stretched canal. She was suited to Liliah now, from the neck down, like a living oil slick, only a bit thicker, and even more intimate.

Liliah giggled, looking at herself, her blue skin covered with a layer of translucent blue jelly.

Liliah: Who could have guessed I would be wearing you one day? Hmhm, you're comfortable though...

one that flowed, and caressed. One that fit with a certain snugness. One that while frantically stimulating the succubus, was also trying to go from gelatinous to a more... latex like state.

Liliah rolled around, getting on knees, her face and breasts squished down on the floor, wanting to give her tail and wings a bit more freedom of movement since they were feeling like moving more and more as Liliah got more aroused. She continued fingering her pussy with one hand, but her other hand just laid in front of her doing nothing. She felt the goo firming up, as if it was setting a little, and beginning to push her fingers out of her orifice, requiring more and more pressure to push back in.

Liliah: Hmmpphh... Hnnnaahh! A-Are you alright, Naomi? You're feeling stiff all of a sudden... Uhhhnnm... umm, squeeze one nipple for no and both for yes?

Liliah didn't even know that was possible, but she still didn't think of it as a threat. She wore latex regularly.

Two squeezes right now... as Naomi definitely solidified, taking on a slightly less translucent look. To emphasize things a little more, this was accompanied by a proper voluminous intrusion of Liliah's back door, so both of those lower openings were stuffed.

Liliah's tail curled and whipped about sexily above her back, her wings fluttered as fast as her heart beat, and her fingers, pushed out of her own holes by Naomi's new consistency, started rubbing around her labia and over her clit. The succubus was panting and squealing in pleasure, her tail starting to glisten with a sort of slime and her breasts beginning to feel tense and heavy. The perfectly shaped latexy stubs writhing about inside both of her orifices as if they were alive - as they were - began to make Liliah incredibly aroused.

Which was the idea - while Naomi had solidified, the activity had only increased. Pump, thrust... expand... contract. Both openings being thoroughly plundered. She was not neglecting those breasts either... it was almost as though each nipple were being hotly and sluttishly sucked...

Liliah: Hmmmnnhhh!! Fuck that feels good! Aaahhhh... AaaaAAH!

And of course, she was quite clamped about the base of that tail too, though this last was likely a side effect of encapsulating the demoness from the neck down, and not completely intentional

Liliah was throbbing more and more intensely, moaning louder and louder, and tiny little streams of milk started oozing out of her nipples as one orgasm took Liliah's body by storm. She squeezed her legs together, spread them open, arched her back up and down, drooled on her chin a little, and all while she was still being fucked thoroughly by her living suit called Naomi.

Liliah: FfhhhaaaAAAHHH! Hmmnnnhhh... haahh... hhhaaahh!

An orgasm which would only seem to spur Naomi on - a very good chance that she was going through a similar sensation with how she clamped and squeezed. She did not let up, however, but only seemed to be all the more frenzied...

Liliah's body and moaning voice remained shaky for the next few minutes as her orgasm passed, but then of course, being given no rest, she continued moaning and gasping for air. Small spoonfuls of milk would occasionally ooze out of her rock hard nipples. Liliah's mind was now in a complete fuzz, completely overwhelmed by thoughts of pleasure, sex, being penetrated, moaning, shaking, becoming a wet mess all over.

One could only guess at what state Naomi would be in, were she human right now. She isn't of course, and at this point she is operating solely on a primal instinct, a circular cycle of pleasure addiction. Give and receive... the only limit being just how long her energy holds out... or how long before the effect keeping her turned into goo... now more latexy... wears off.

Liliah brought both of her hands in front of her now, Naomi doing a very good job on her own. She stretched out in an almost feline fashion, spreading her legs wide and pushing her rear high. If anyone stood behind Liliah right at that moment they would see the most glorious view of a perfectly round, shapely and firm female rear being firmly fucked in all holes and hear the most enchanting melody of squeals, gasps and moans.

Did Naomi have control now? not really, but neither did Liliah it would seem. It would be a long time before this perverse display would even start to wind down, not that Naomi would mind much. No, right now she was getting dosed up with Liliah's fluids, her milk, her nectars... absorbed into her latexy body.

Liliah showed no signs of getting tired, ever, needing no food, sleep or anything else, not within days, at least. In fact, she didn't really have much of a grasp on the passage of time anymore. If Naomi kept at it, she could make Liliah orgasm twice, three, four times, each time more intense than the last, each time drawing more juices out of her crotch, more milk out of her breasts, more blissful tremors and jerks out of every muscle in her body and more cries of pleasure out of her throat.

The problem was, perhaps, that the more Naomi drew, the more she was craving. It was literally hours before what passed for weariness began to come over her, making her begin to ease up and slow. Perhaps it was more the fact that her mind was human in the end, and eventually she became inert - at least for the time being.

Liliah let herself roll on her back as soon as Naomi eased up, arms and legs spread out on the floor, still breathing deeply. She actually felt a little sore from being fucked so thoroughly, but it would quickly pass. If Naomi wasn't there, she would almost certainly be resting in a pool of her own milk and juices, but she was surprised to feel minimal amounts of moisture around her nipples and her crotch. This goo suit seemed to hold much more potential than what was predicted.

For her part, Naomi was now recovering... at least on a mental level. Thoughts began to be more... coherent, structured. What had she done... and how had she done it? She knew she was acting as a suit to the succubus at this point, and she began to try and see if she could liquefy herself once again... and failed.

Liliah: N-... Naomi? Are you alright? You're awfully still now... Hope you won't get stuck in latex suit form forever, hahah! Although that would be quite a unique and ironic way to end...

Naomi quivered a bit, still focussed on trying to shift her composition, without much luck. All she succeeded in doing was causing another round of squeezing about Liliah's body - the intrusions still formed, full sized, and shifting a tad.

Liliah looked for a mirror somewhere nearby to admire herself wearing Naomi. She wouldn't get to see that very often, after all.

And there was even that tight squeak that was characteristic of a latex outfit. An outfit which abruptly gave Liliah's nipples each a good sound pinch - and not just her nipples, but also that clit of hers as well.

Liliah gasped and her body contracted on itself. Naomi was really, really tightly weaved around Liliah's body. Every single movement of the succubus made the suit stretch and squeak. Holes in her crotch, and the objects that were filling them, were clearly visible, and the slightest details of her nipples stood out.

Liliah: Well, the least I can say is that you look good on me!

Liliah: Now, are you coming off or do I have to do it myself?

Naomi's response is another attempt to liquefy herself without luck. Looks like she won't be coming off by herself...

Liliah started tugging at the neck of the outfit, trying to peel it off, and only then realizing that Naomi was jammed on her body quite firmly. She could barely slip her fingers under, let alone rip it open somehow. She noticed and remembered about the collar around her leg, it too was buried in latex and impossible to remove.

Liliah: Damnit... there's no zipper or anything... how the hell..? Naomi, come on now! What could you possibly achieve by sticking to me like that?

Of course Naomi would also be at least somewhat stretchy - which could possibly be worked to remove her, but that would take a fair bit of effort. The other option of course would be perhaps to cut her away - theoretically harmless in her current form.

Naomi gives Liliah something of a smug squeeze. A small victory in the moment perhaps... even if she would lose the war.

Liliah: Hmmphh! Alright, you're coming off!

Clamp! She squeezes as tightly as she can - nowhere near enough to be any sort of danger, but very much in line for an article of fetishy bondage apparel

Liliah didn't really want to cut it open unless it was her last resort, since she didn't know about the properties of this form. She could end up incapacitating Naomi somehow, which really wasn't why she sought slaves and pets like her. She tried pulling the suit over one of her shoulders in order to slowly extract her arms one by one, Naomi not exactly making it any easier.

Liliah: Hnnnggghhh!! Hhuuffhhh... Fffhhhnnn... S-Stoh-p that!!

It would be doable... with enough effort, but Naomi was not being cooperative. In fact there was a definite spitefulness in how she would randomly tweak a nipple... throb an intruder... always at the worst possible of times.

Liliah: Hnnggkk! Mmmhaah! Don't make me slice you open! You should know by now you can't win against me!

Liliah fell on her knees from the effort and the surprise stimulations, and then took a deep breath and pried on one of the shoulders again.

Liliah: Alright... one, two, HHNNNMMMMMNNNGGGHHHH!!! HAAAHHH! BITCH!

Naomi knew this to be true, of course, but pride was one of those things - she was determined to not go down without a fight. Now she played another card, trying something a little different, seeing if she could interfere at least somewhat with Liliah's ability to manipulate her fingers...

Liliah felt the tips of her fingers being drawn to her palms by the suit's tension. It didn't affect the hand that was already closed around the fabric and pulling it away, but it did close her other hand into a fist. She would just have to force her hand open at that time, so for now she focused on stretching Naomi down her shoulder.

It was tough slow work, but doable perhaps, though Naomi did try the reverse tactic on that other hand, but unclenching fingers would be a lot tougher than clenching them, and likely was beyond her ability.

Liliah indeed practically didn't notice her fingers being pried open by the suit. She noticed on her free hand, but the hand she was using was clenching and pulling with all of her strength, and there was no way a semi-liquid organism like the current Naomi could overpower her. Liliah's arm was still pulling, showing remarkable muscular endurance for a sex-craving demoness, although her arm was shaking a little.

Liliah was hoping she could pull it over her shoulder before tiring out so she could take a short break without having the material snap back onto her neck.

It was enough... though perhaps barely as Naomi gave Liliah's nipples one last good tweaking in an effort to get her to let go.

Liliah: Nhhaaah! Fuck! Okay, that's it.

Liliah reached for the biggest, most menacing reasonably-sized pair of cutters in Naomi's workshop, slipped them under the neck of the latex outfit and wrapped her hand around the handles, ready to make the first cut.

Liliah: You get the hell off me or I'll cut you off of me!

Squeeze. If she forced Liliah to do this... it would in a way be as though she had won against the succubus. Not permanently perhaps, but it did mean that she'd not had things go entirely her way. Of course at the same time, she herself could not be sure if being cut like that would have any sort of lasting repercussions.

Liliah: Hmmm... before that, though... are you even capable of turning back? If so, show me with a small part, if not, grope my right feet.

A hesitation here... as she considered the options. She did not know for sure what each option might mean, but the game she was playing could also escalate if she played it out too long. Not something she truly wanted right now - and part of her was starting to feel more docile again. There was a soft squeeze to Liliah's right foot.

Liliah: Ah-aaah... interesting. So you're stuck, too! Not only that, you're stuck into the shape of a tight-fitting, petite-sized latex suit! What if you were to stay like that forever? Oh, that must feel dreadful. Normally I would try to help you out of such a predicament, especially since I put you in it, but with that little game of keeping me stuck you played just now... I have another idea.

Speaking of escalating the game... Naomi shivered a bit, and it would definitely be noticeable. If Liliah had an idea, it was bad news for her. Of course at the same time, a part of her instantly was curious as to just what this idea might be...

Liliah opened a portal to her lair and stepped in. She and Naomi were now in Liliah's baths, a large room filled with several large, deep baths of varying temperature. One icy cold, which she practically never used, one at room temperature, one warm one, and Liliah's favorite - a BOILING one.

Liliah had conveniently warped right next to the boiling bath, in fact.

Liliah: Want to take a bath with me, Naomi?

Liliah: Normally I take warm baths with humans, but now that you're latex, and since you've played a few dirty tricks on me... we'll see how you like being soaked in boiling water!

What happened next was probably the closest a living latex suit could ever come to having a moment of "Oh crap!". An alternation of squeezes that definitely had a slightly panicky feel to them at the very least.

Liliah: As a demoness, of course, heat has very little effect on me, and I find that boiling water has the best cleaning and moisturizing properties. I don't know what happens when you boil latex, though, but I'm sure you'll live. It might even give you a spank on the butt to encourage you to turn back into goo. Wouldn't that be good for you?

Liliah: Alright, here we go...

Liliah casually slipped into the boiling water, almost immediately feeling the strong heat enveloping her body. Right after heating its way through Naomi.

Liliah: Aaaaah! Isn't that just a lovely way to relax.

A very human reaction going on in her mind when it comes to boiling water. Not thinking that it probably would not be all that bad in her current form. Her reflex is to tightly clamp about Liliah, which of course does nothing to protect her at all. And ooh the water is hot all right. Hot and she can't even make a sound.

Liliah: So, do you want to get out? Squeeze two nipples for yes, one for no.

One very definite squeeze to each nipple... so that would be a very resounding yes at this point.

Liliah: Ow! Alright, I get it! Well, then... can you get out by yourself?

One squeeze... though thanks to the sheer heat, Naomi suit is not clinging so tightly unless she really focuses on it

Liliah comes out of the bath and goes to jump into the room temperature bath to cool Naomi off.

Liliah: Here, I'll give you a bit of time to calm down and try again. You ARE trying, right?

And that's right about when Naomi goes all fluid again, oozing and flowing down into a puddle at Liliah's feet. Maybe it was the hot water, and then the cool air, a double shock to her system? Or was she holding out all this time?

Liliah: Well, there you go!

Liliah picks Naomi up by her collar from the bottom of the bath and throws her out, making her squash into the wall in front of her.

Liliah comes out of the bath after her and looks down at her with a severe look

Naomi flows down it... and gradually starts to reform into a more... human shape again. Though she still can't speak right now... she definitely has a look of consternation on her face

Liliah: Well, that wasn't exactly the best way to help you be more obedient, was it... I hope you're aware that another punishment awaits once you're back to normal. It's no fun punishing you if I can't even hear you!

Oh this is trouble... and she very clearly knows it.

Naomi shifts a bit, flowing a bit to the left, then to the right... as if she is trying to figure out a way to escape...

Liliah: Well, it's been quite a while, Naomi. You should be reverting to human soon... You might be able to make it come sooner, kind of like an orgasm... Hurry up, because I'm taking that suit back for obvious reasons.

The suit? She had almost forgotten about it - that which caused her to turn into this goo in the first place. She shivers, closing her eyes a moment... as she takes on a proper, athletic Naomi shape... then goes from translucent to skin colored. Thin strips of soft ultra fine cloth flutter to the floor, seeming to materialize out of nowhere...

Liliah opens a portal a few steps from Naomi leading outside of her lair

Liliah: Alright, you can go back to the surface now. I've made a portal that leads outside close to where you live... only a 10-minute walk.

Naomi curls up her toes before following, clenching a small piece of fabric between them... Of course she has to walk out naked... walk home naked... but she will manage. "I'll have to upgrade security in my base, it seems. It didn't go all your way today, Mis... Liliah.

Liliah: Hm? Were you talking to me? It sounded like you were going to say it right at first...

Naomi manages a smile... slight one perhaps.

Naomi: Besides... you don't want me to cave in just yet now... do you..?

Liliah: Let's make a deal. If you call me properly, I'll give you something to wear home. Normal-looking clothes. Here, see?

Naomi: Ah ah ahh... Normal LOOKING. Does not mean actually normal... Mistress.

Liliah shows Naomi a top, a skirt, underwear, stockings and shoes

Liliah: There you go...

Liliah hands Naomi the outfit, but takes it back as she reaches for it

Naomi: Hey now...

Liliah: How do we ask Liliah nicely?

Liliah: Without some sarcastic remark?

Naomi: Ask nicely for clothes that are -probably- rigged? Can I please... have them... Mistress... ?

Liliah: Sheesh! There you go.

Liliah throws the clothes at Naomi's feet

Naomi: Thank you...

Liliah watches Naomi dress up and leave her lair

Naomi says as she bends down, gathering them up... along with one strip of that cloth. She dresses herself, flushing a bit as she fights to not think too much about what has happened, what she experienced. She then leaves... anxious to retreat to her base where she can recover, rework security, and study that cloth. It might prove useful someday

Liliah: I'll give you a long enough break after this. You deserved it... but don't get too cocky!

Liliah sees Naomi off and then closes the portal behind her, hoping she knows how to occupy herself mentally, since soon after she makes it home the clothes will melt into her skin and turn it to the consistency of stone for an hour or two. The succubus smirks and looks forward to her next visit to Naomi.

Naomi: I would not dream of it

Naomi muttered

Naomi has been keeping herself busy since that rather embarrassing goo suit incident. She is convinced that while she did not exactly win in the end, she did have some sort of upper hand in a strange way, and she was able to sneak home a small piece of that strange cloth for study - and study it she has definitely been doing, albeit with limited progress thus far.

She is, of course, hoping to figure out a little more about how it had worked - perhaps enough so she could use the concepts to her own advantage in the future - something where she could have full control, a means to get the upper hand on a longer term basis. Naturally, this has led to some slightly obsessive and even longer hours than is usual for the girl, though it by no means is all she focuses on - there's a lot more to the picture than finding the counter to one succubus that has managed to humiliate and embarrass her a number of times. And of course there is the side of her that just might have enjoyed it, and is looking forward to more.

Naomi is focussed on the cloth on this particular evening - plunking away at the keyboard of a computer far more potent than most would have any business owning, trying to hammer out some code that might help with her analysis. She's scanned the sample, eyeballed it under powerful microscopes, and now she's seeing if she can treat in a similar manner to DNA.

Liliah opens a portal to Naomi's lab, two identical-looking pieces of clothing in her arms, although one is much smaller. A flash of dark, pink and purple shadows dance around Naomi's lab before disappearing behind Liliah, and the succubus walks behind Naomi and nonchalantly peeps at her work.

Liliah: Hey there sexy Miss Latex! How have you been? I've got a surprise for you!

Naomi is muttering under her breath, quite deeply focused on her work, but not so much that she does not notice the dark flashing shadows. She finishes her line however, before spinning her chair around to face Liliah - just after she finishes her greeting. A flush of red creeps over her face, and she narrows her eyes as a slight tremble courses through her.

Naomi: Oh what do you want, M-?

Naomi asks, fighting off the urge to finish with a certain honorific.

Liliah: I want nothing! I'm here to offer you a gift. Here!

Liliah throws a bodysuit on Naomi's desk, right over her keyboard. The suit is quite different from what she has made Naomi wear in the past. It's a white outfit made out of some thin, very stretchy and soft fabric with pads sticking out from the sides and small wires running through it vertically. It's very lightweight. Liliah has a smaller version of it lying beside her feet, and she has already started taking off her usual demoness outfit, right there in front of Naomi.

Naomi blinks a couple of times, taken aback, though only for a moment. She glowers with fairly obvious mistrust.

Naomi: Every time I wear something of yours, my world gets turned upside down... M...m..iss Liliah.

Naomi trailed off speechless as the white garment landed on the keyboard, and it took a moment before she dove to snatch it up, before her programming code had too many extra characters added to it. She then flushed as she turned again in time to see the demoness peeling off her attire with utter shamelessness.

Naomi: Oy... what the hell are you doing?

Liliah finishes getting naked before picking up her copy of the outfit she's given her and answering.

Liliah: I realize I've made you go through a lot of stress with the outfits I've made you wear so far... The bubble suit, the constricting suit, and the goo suit especially... That was a very dangerous experiment I've made you a subject of! You could've ended up stuck in goo form, you could've fused, lost cohesion, become stuck as a sentient latex outfit forever, or many more possibilities... That's why tonight I'm bringing you something more relaxed, an outfit that's very powerful but with an effect that's a little different from what you've had so far. To prove to you that this one's different, I'm going to wear one too. See? This is exactly the same model, with the wires and plates and everything.

Liliah raises it and shows it to Naomi so she can see the outfit is wired and functioning just like the one she was given.

Liliah: I don't want to spoil the surprise, but I don't want you to put it on first either, so we'll put it on at the same time. How about that?

Naomi blinked - she had not been sure of just how Liliah was going to response, but what seemed to be something along the lines of an apology wasn't exactly one of them, and she was a little taken aback, though at the same time not losing all that much of her leeryness.

Naomi: How do I know they are the same... they -look- like it but looks are not everything...

Naomi, of course, was also feeling a certain spark of curiosity as well, that part of her that wanted to find out firsthand what this new piece of clothing might do.

Liliah: Well YOU will look terrific with it on, and you will get to try some out-of-this-world technology. I've had you wear things with a much less reassuring introduction before, I seriously doubt you will back out of this one for some reason. Besides... must I remind you of what's around your neck?

Liliah puts one of her legs in her suit, looking at Naomi and inviting her to follow her lead.

Naomi gulped a bit, her blush almost rippling as she reached up to touch the collar... 'Liliah's Salacious Slut'. Truth be told she was a bit more used to it, though she always made sure to cover it up somehow whenever going out.

Naomi: Alright... fine, fine... even though I know I am going to regret this later, Mi...ss Liliah.

Naomi conceded as she peeled out of her decidedly mundane and casual attire, revealing her athletic frame. She then followed suit, sliding one of her own legs into her copy of the outfit, not really wanting to be naked in front of the demoness any longer than she might have to.

Liliah: I'm glad to see you're as comfortable being naked around me as I am around you!

Liliah puts her other leg in the outfit and then pulls it up, bit by bit, the thin white fabric stretching out and taking a slightly blue tint as it lets a hint of light through.

Liliah: The suit is activated by body heat, as a lot of our creations are, so you'll feel a bit cold at first. Afterwards, though, a compact dark energy tap takes over to power the suit so as to avoid flash-freezing you. I wouldn't put it on if it wasn't safe, though; dying still sucks even for immortal demi-goddesses.

Of course the real question would remain... just what exactly this suit was designed to do. She had no proper idea as of yet, while she pulled the stretchy white material up her body, bit by bit, a little more quickly perhaps than Liliah did.

Naomi: I... just don't have anything you have not already seen in some way, I am sure of that...

Naomi stated pointedly, while shivering slightly from the chill, a chill that did make her nipples stand on end rather nicely.

Liliah finished sealing the suit around her tiny body just a little while after Naomi, having to route her tail through its hole and having to pass it around her wings. After the chill passed on her body as well, perhaps a bit more quickly thanks to her demonic body warmth, both suits started humming softly and both girls left the ground, floating uncontrollably in the air as if they were in space.

Liliah looked at Naomi with a playful smirk

Liliah: You look wonderful! How does it feel? Amazing, isn't it?

Naomi was still a bit shivery, and she flailed more than a little when she began to levitate. Her eyes widened, a little bit of alarm in there, but also a very definite surprise as well - this was one thing she had not expected. At the same time, she filed a mental note away in the back of her mind - this floating ability would be very useful to replicate indeed.

Naomi: Gah... whoa... wha... How?

Naomi She managed, trying to right herself, rather unsuccessfully.

Liliah: I couldn't possibly begin to try to explain how it works... you should see my labs. Walls covered with almost literally miles of equations and computer-generated graphics. On second thought, I'm not letting you anywhere near my labs... not yet, anyway.

Liliah: Also, don't get me wrong. This will be different, but it is still intended as a demonstration of my superiority and my dominance over you. On the other hand, I will also be showing you a more tender and caring side of me...

Liliah begins flapping her wings, balancing herself in the air and gliding slowly towards Naomi. She latches around her neck with her arms and gives her a little kiss on the cheek.

Naomi was wondering just how this might be a way for Liliah to demonstrate superiority and dominance when the answer was made rather clear, and glaringly simple as well. The demoness had wings, and could manoeuvre around. She herself did not, and could only flail about in that one spot. Her first instinct was naturally to try and push the demoness away, though she didn't do this violently - perhaps it had something to do with that suggestion of a more tender and caring facet.

Naomi: Ugnnng... why... oh why is it mmmnn... always about your dominance and superiority?

Naomi asked in a plaintiff tone.

Liliah: What else would you want it to be about? Why do you think I go through so much trouble bugging you and putting a collar on you? Don't you realize how lucky you are to be the object of interest of a powerful ancient demoness such as I? I realize you're not used to the formalism, like calling me Mistress, but if you get over your qualms, it can be an amazingly satisfying experience to serve a great succubus like me. Although... you seem to be progressively warming up to the idea, calling me "Miss". Not quite enough, but you're halfway there! What's another syllable, right?

Liliah let Naomi push herself away while she talked, but as she floated away she grabbed her legs and pushed them up, making her spin forward at a moderate speed.

Liliah flew to the other side of Naomi in order to catch her. She caught her by her legs and pulled her in, pressing her thinly clothed crotch against her warm belly and passing her hands around her waist and down her back to cup her buttocks.

Naomi had spoken earlier in metaphor with regards to her world being turned upside down... now it seemed about to happen in a very literal sense. She flailed her limbs a bit wildly as she spun forward, only to find herself clasped and caught one more in Liliah's grip, the contact suddenly -quite= intimate. She writhed a little, grasping slightly for breath - Liliah's touch was already starting to feel... pleasant.

Naomi: Ahhh! I... oyeee... look, Miss... Liliah... I didn't ask... ouhhhhh...

Naomi was trying to protest in her way, but at the same time she was feeling something else from the part of her that did not want this to stop.

Liliah: No, you didn't ask, I know that... That's the point. I'm the powerful succubus, I'm the Mistress, therefore I choose. You just have to accept that. Today I just want to show you that accepting me is not such a horrible thing.

Liliah pulled on Naomi's buttocks to pull her crotch up in front of her face. Liliah stared intently at Naomi's barely-covered snatch, covering it in kisses and rubbing her cheeks on it. Meanwhile, Liliah shook Naomi up and down, with the objective of making Naomi's upper body swing down towards Liliah's legs, which pulled her arms together to allow her tail to wrap around her wrists and keep her in this revealing upside down position. All of Liliah's stabilizing wing flaps had already filled the room with a warm, sweet and spicy scent, an utterly pleasant mix of bakery smells and feminine musk.

Liliah: I revel in debauchery and pleasure. I select the most interesting men and women I see, and I make them part of my life. I share with them my pleasures, and in return all I ask for is a bit of time and some respect. Is that really such a bad deal? Your warm quivering crotch seems to think it isn't...

Naomi shuddered and gasped, feeling those kisses, and that cheek rubbing against her decidedly vulnerable slit - the stretchy cloth hardly afforded any protection whatsoever. She shook her head from side to side at first, though the moistening heat was something that could not be hidden or denied. She found her wrists snared in short order, as she hung upside down, open, exposed... starting to pant.

Naomi: L... Liliah... I...

Naomi paused, unsure of what to say... or rather, what she wanted to say. The fact that the demoness found her to be interesting had come as a surprise - it was not something she was all used to hearing from anyone.

Liliah plugged her open mouth over Naomi's crotch, very loudly sucking in moisture, tasting Naomi's warm and moistening privates, licking up and down to scoop up into her mouth the juices that were draining through. With that, this part of Naomi's suit had become almost completely transparent. She passed her legs around Naomi's waist, kneading her tits with her delicate little feet, pinching her nipples between her agile toes to twist and pull her breasts around.

Naomi let out a panting, gasping series of moans, especially as she felt Liliah's lush lipped open mouth plant right over her sex, and then those lewd naughty sucking sounds... She squirmed helplessly, letting out a little squeal as she felt the squeezing of her breasts, felt the taught pinches to her nipples, causing her to arch her back slightly.

Naomi: Mnngg MMMM. Ouuhhhhhh! Liliahhhhh. Miss... !

Naomi She was barely coherent already, her fires already stoked quite high as it was, and only becoming more intense as the moments passed.

Liliah raised her head and stopped her feet, although still holding Naomi's nipples with her toes

Liliah: If you call me Mistress right now, genuinely, I will show you something amazing and then take you to my lair to calm down your sex...

Liliah: So if you're interested, ask me for your surprise. Properly.

Liliah put one of her hands over her crotch, gently and idly caressing it while waiting for an answer, tapping the moist spot between her legs to feel the stickiness.

Naomi's thoughts of defiance, her desire to rebel were certainly wavering more than they perhaps had ever wavered before. She let out a whimper, wiggling helplessly, still upside down, as she tried to think, tried to put some rationality back into her head. Was it really all that bad? It was not seeming that way at the moment...

Naomi: Miss... Missstress...

Naomi started, but then paused, hesitating, wavering still on the brink.

Liliah: Yes, Naomi? Is there something you want?

Liliah asked in a confident but gentle voice

Naomi closed her eyes for a moment, reaching for clarity within the murky depths of her heated arousal, her need. In a manner of speaking though, clarity was already there, and it was more a matter of truly accepting it. She bit her lip, another little whimper being muffled as a result.

Naomi: Mistress... I... can I... please have... my surprise?

Naomi found herself asking, as deep down she was letting go, surrendering to the moment and to the demoness.

Liliah took her feet off of Naomi's breasts, released her wrists and spun her back upright, her head at the level of her neck. Liliah looked down at Naomi, giving her a smile of pride mixed with her usual lust, and hugged Naomi, tapping her back.

Liliah: There we go! That wasn't so hard was it? You did the right choice...

Liliah: Now, for your gift... you've never flown in the skies without a mech armor, have you? How about I take you for a ride of REAL flying? Don't worry, we'll fly over a virgin forest, nobody will see you...

Naomi looked a bit dazed as she still panted deeply, heavily, her toned body flexing lusciously. Her dark eyes flickered with lust, but also with another sort of need as well - a need to be reassured in a sense. She pressed against the demoness, embracing with lusting want, and she nodded slightly.

Naomi: I... I would like that...

Liliah wrapped her arms around the middle of Naomi's back

Liliah: Alright then, hold on to me... we'll do a fairly wide circle in the sky, starting as high as we can go and going down. It'll give us a little more speed than I could manage flying straight.

Liliah opened her portal and started flying slowly towards it, looking deep in Naomi's eyes as she held her close to her with a glare that's difficult to interpret... it seemed to contain all sorts of emotions: care, lust, mischief, confidence, power...

Naomi stared back, her eyes held by those of Liliah - and while the demoness might perhaps be difficult to interpret, Naomi is far simpler, with her desire... the surrender, clearly something that a large part of her has wanted for a long time, yet also she had fought against it as well, and had tried to run for it. She clung to the demoness, grinding against her, still breathing in ragged gasps and moaning sounds.

Liliah: Don't worry, I'll continue what we were doing right after we're done...

Liliah whispered in Naomi's ear just before going through the portal. On the other side, deafeningly loud winds blew around the two girls and Liliah started plunging down at a little angle in a large circle, flying over gorgeous landscape of forests, mountains and water streams. Naomi could feel by the expansion of Liliah's chest that she was breathing hard, flapping her huge, fully deployed wings as hard as she could.

Liliah cuddled Naomi against her very warm body to counter-act the very cold temperatures of high altitude, and at the same time her tail snaked and wriggled in Naomi's crotch, making Naomi's body warm up on its own too. After a few long minutes spent in each other's arms overseeing gorgeous landscape and cuddling tenderly, Liliah opened a portal, and another brutal change of scenery occurred. This time, they were in Liliah's lair, in a tall cylindrical room. On the floor was a gigantic fan with a metal grid over it, and on the ceiling was another metal grid with a big tunnel leading nowhere, just taking the air out. Liliah and Naomi just floated in the middle of the wind tunnel, the fan turned off for the moment.

Liliah: Whew... so, did you like your gift, Naomi?

Naomi's first instinct when she'd found herself so high up over that forest had been to cling all the tighter to Liliah in spite of the fact that she was still completely floating thanks to the suit. It was an exhilarating sensation, different by far from being in her mech, and she looked around in complete awe. It seemed to last forever... until the next portal opened, and she found herself in a very different part of Liliah's lair - not that she had seen much of it at all up until this point. She looked about in gasping confusion, feeling hot and cold at the same time, thanks to the flight, and the teasing.

Naomi: I liked it... very much... Miss... Mistress.

Naomi murmured.

Liliah: Glad you enjoyed it! Bet you didn't know I had a wind tunnel in my lair, did you? It's just one of my eccentric ideas... It can lift you up in the air even with gravity, so imagine how much it'll blow you away without it!

Liliah: Computer! Fan speed 10%

The huge fan below started blowing very strongly, lifting the two girls and pinning them lightly to the ceiling. Liliah rolled over Naomi, shielding her from the wind but also being pinned against Naomi by the strong winds.

Liliah: Crazy isn't it? We're pinned to the ceiling, and you know what's coming next... looking forward to getting your first orgasm while stuck to the ceiling?

Liliah giggled, kissing down Naomi's neck, squeezing their breasts together and poking her tail into Naomi's pussy through the fabric

Naomi let out a yelping squeal as the fan turned on, blowing the pair of them up against the ceiling... at only 10 percent power apparently. She squirmed, pinned by the succubus, feeling the lush sinful curves pressed nicely against her. She moaned, and nodded in response to the question, especially as she felt that tail return to doing what it did so damnably well - and that was the teasing of her admittedly dripping and enflamed pussy through that stretched white cloth.

Liliah plugged her lips into Naomi's in a very passionate kiss, immediately filling Naomi's mouth with her long, agile tongue, stopping just before Naomi could start to feel a gag reflex. She wrapped her tongue around hers, rubbed their lips together in an extremely erotic dance, and while all of that was happening, Liliah was folding back Naomi's legs and pushing her tail deep inside, ripping a hole in the tissue with her pointy tail.

Liliah: Hmmnnnhhm...

Naomi found herself caught up in an extremely heated, smouldering kiss that felt like it was going to set her brain on fire. She moaned loudly, muffled into Liliah's mouth, found herself sucking at that intruding dancing tongue as it wound about her own, capturing it. She convulsed, wide eyed as that tail ripped through the stretchy cloth to plunge deeply into her juicy honey pot.

Liliah's tail formed a little ball at the tip, just big enough that it would have difficulty coming out, and then her tail started pumping in and out of Naomi increasingly fast. Liliah was getting more and more carried away, moaning into her kiss, wriggling her body and rubbing herself all over Naomi. She found a few moments to pull out of the kiss and bring the fan speed to 30% before plunging right back into Naomi's mouth with such enthusiasm that she made Naomi spill some saliva on her chin!

30% and Naomi felt as though as if she had been glued to the ceiling now, with Liliah pinning her that much more forcefully as well - even if she had wanted to, she'd not be able to wiggle free now. Spasms wracked her body as that cunning tail shifted shape, and then began to pump with increasing vigor, pushing her closer and closer to the brink. It was only briefly after the kiss started up again that her eyes rolled back, and the first explosions of pleasure surged into her body.

As soon as Naomi hit her orgasm, she felt a loud numbing and tingling sensation wash over her body and trickle out of it through her mouth and her crotch. After the feeling's gone, Naomi feels much more tired, as if an extra half of an entire day had passed.

Naomi reeled more than a little from the after effects of such a climax, having been quite literally rained of quite a good deal of energy - nothing she'd not recover from of course, but it did make her feel quite a bit weaker for the time being. She moaned softly, her eyes a bit glazed, but also showing a certain peace as well that probably has not been there in quite some time.

A short time after Naomi's orgasm died down, a sharp electric sting shot up her spine and exploded in her head, making her mind very fuzzy and confused for a few seconds. Naomi suddenly saw Liliah as much more impressive and important. For reasons she couldn't explain, it seemed like calling her Mistress would become much easier, and she also felt like she would much more seriously consider doing what she told her, within reason. And, last but not least, everywhere Liliah touched felt as if two people were touching it! Liliah's lips felt intense, her tail, still inside her pussy, felt way thicker and stronger... every single one of Liliah's touch felt amazing!

Liliah pulled out her tail and turned her head to shout to the computer to turn off the fan. Once the wind died down, Liliah kicked herself off the ceiling, but not before putting her thumb in Naomi's wet slit and her middle finger up her ass, dragging her down along with her like a bowling ball.

Liliah: Looks like you really enjoyed that! But I'm not done with you yet... get a good night's sleep in antigravity and tomorrow it's my turn to have some fun!

The zing that shot up her back and into her brain made her let out a startled little yelp, before something like an epiphany surged through her mind... coupled with that sudden amped up sensitivity. Between both of those things... being where she was right this moment felt... really, really good. She moaned softly, and sighed with a nice blend of dreaminess and arousal It was a state that was rudely, though also very pleasurably interrupted when the fan was turned off, and she was pulled after Liliah in a most intriguing way. She twitched and spasmed like a fish on a hook, though it would not last long - soon enough she would be falling asleep, if given the chance, and it very much seemed like she was.