His Nasty Little Pussy

Bound to Hell (An Erotic Adventure)

Dale sat in his chair fidgeting. He was trying hard to listen to the lecture, but he just couldn’t get into it. His worst fears were coming true after being in college for the past year and a half. He’d chosen Economics as his course and was starting to believe that he’d chosen badly. When he chose it at the age of eighteen, he felt that it was something he could change the world with. He could see himself trying to persuade people where to put their money and forecast future economic events. He was wrong.

He was now finding the learning to be too boring, but he was stuck with it. He didn’t want to let his parents down after they’d put so much money into his education. At nineteen and a half, he was learning one valuable lesson. There is nothing easy in life. However, what he didn’t know, was that his life was about to change dramatically.

The lecture was almost over when the incident happened. Dale was listening intently when suddenly a scantily-clad female came into the lecture room. Dale saw two things almost immediately. First, she was wearing next to nothing, but more importantly, no one was watching her as she passed them by. Even the professor carried on talking as if nothing were happening. She was heading straight towards Dale and looking directly at him.

As she got nearer, Dale could see the items of clothing she wore more clearly, and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Her skimpy panties were so tight they were showing the outline of her pussy. The top she wore barely covered her nipples and was straining to keep her breasts in check. When she reached him, she simply said hi.

Dale tried not to make eye contact and looked around the room to find that no one was paying any attention to her, not even the professor. When Dale eventually said hi back, he received a few strange looks from the people around him. Just then the lecture ended, and everyone got up to leave. Dale asked the mysterious woman to excuse him and started to leave the lecture room himself. However, before he managed to reach the door, she grabbed his arm and pulled him back. He suddenly felt a wrenching feeling in his chest and clutched at it as if to cover the pain. Then once they were alone, she forcefully sat him down.

“Lady, who are you? What do you want with me and why aren’t you wearing any clothes?”

As he sat there waiting for answers, he looked her up and down again. Being this close, he could now see that her panties were riding up between her pussy lips as if they were being sucked in. The outline of her pussy was so obvious it was as if she weren’t wearing anything. He also realized that the sight was causing an erection.

“Oh, is that for me?” she said reaching down and stroking his hardness over his pants.

Dale jumped up as if he’d been stung and backed away.

“Lady, you can’t do that type of thing here, I’ll get expelled,” he shouted, still backing away.

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that anymore. The moment I touched you was the moment the life you knew ended,” she replied.

“What are you talking about?” he said trying to edge around her.

“Look, go into the corridor and try to speak to someone anyone will do. When you’re satisfied that no one can see you come back here,” she replied.

Dale managed to get past her and rushed through the door. He then ran down the corridor and stopped at the end to look back. He heard voices, and turned around to see a good friend approaching.

“Hey Jack, you’ll never believe what just happened to me,” he said as his friend got nearer.

Dale turned to make sure that she hadn’t followed him, but when he turned back again, Jack walked straight through him.

“Whoa, what the fuck!” said Dale as he backed away sharply and fell against the side wall.

He then looked around, after remembering what she had said. He got up and talked to the first person who came along, and they completely ignored him. His only course of action now was to go back to the lecture room and find out what the hell was going on. When he opened the door, she was still there, waiting patiently.

“You see, no one can see you or interact with you,” she said.

“Why, what have you done to me?” asked Dale.

“It’s actually what you’ve done to yourself. You see, you killed the Reaper, and the rules state that whoever kills a Reaper has to take their place,” she said.

“Whoa, Lady… I didn’t-

“Please, stop calling me Lady. My name is Candy,” she interrupted.

“Okay, Candy it is, but I didn’t kill anyone,” replied Dale.

“Did you, or did you not go up to the roof of the cafeteria a month ago and lean against one of the gargoyle statues? Did you hear the creak as you put your weight on it and immediately step back from it?” said Candy.

Dale remembered that incident vividly.

“Yes, I remember that; so what?”

“Well, it took a month, but eventually it worked its way free and landed on my master, who is now dead. Therefore, you killed him,” replied Candy.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“If I killed anyone from doing all of that, it wasn’t deliberate,” insisted Dale.

“Oh, I know that, but that doesn’t change the fact that you are responsible for his death.”

“How on God’s earth am I going to face my mother if she can’t even see me?” said Dale.

“Um, I hate to break this to you, but you no longer exist. Your mother never had you, at least in her mind, and no one whom you knew before today knows you from Adam. In other words, you get to start from the very beginning. In addition, you now have powers. In a way, you’re sort of like a superhero,” replied Candy.

“So, my family doesn’t know me. My friends don’t know me, and no one can see me. Does that about sum it up?”

“Yes, I think he’s got it,” responded Candy sarcastically.

“How is any of this fair; I had a good life before any of this and a bright future,” said Dale.

“You drop out of college at the age of twenty, and you die at the age of thirty-two from a hit-and-run incident. This is a step up from all of that.”

“How could you possibly know any of that?”

“I had to look you up to ascertain who was responsible for my master’s death, and while I was at it, I looked into your future.” “You can do that?”

“Oh yes, these things are necessary to accomplish the job at hand,” replied Candy.

“And what exactly is this job? You mentioned the Reaper, am I to collect souls?”

“No, you’re not that kind of reaper. You kill monsters, at least what humans would define as monsters.”

“What are you talking about, there’s no such thing as monsters,” replied Dale knowingly.

“I’ll have you know there’s a monster in this very college, which was where we were headed until a certain stone statue fell on my master’s head,” said Candy.

“You keep saying your master; does that mean I’m your master now?”

“Yes, but there are a few things you need to know about me. I am a Succubus, a Spawn of Hell. I can be anyone you want me to be, and I’m your bodyguard,” replied Candy.

“My bodyguard; so you were the last reaper’s bodyguard as well?”

“Yes, I was.”

“Well, you suck,” said Dale.

“Yes, and very well I’m told,” replied Candy.

“No, I mean-

“I know what you meant, Dale…that was humor. Perhaps you don’t yet grasp the concept of humor; I mean you are still young.”

“When you said you could be anyone I want, what did you mean by that?” said Dale, ignoring her remark.