Paying A Hell Of A Price Part 2 [F28, M30] [Magic] [Angry sex] [Humiliation] [Light Femdom] [Foot play] [Creampie]

Sequel to my submission for the June 2026 image prompt.

First part is here: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/1uj6mi5/paying_a_hell_of_a_price_f28_m28_magic_body/

Based on Image 9: https://preview.redd.it/image-prompt-contest-june-2026-v0-asqkkf0kao4h1.png?width=1080&crop=smart&auto=webp&s=e266c33f3d17a551db5eb64955c2bebb65cd141f

"I just want to know what went wrong." He sounds like the simpiest simp that ever simped. "I was kind of drunk last time. I got a little pushy. Is that why?"

"No. Well, yes..." She sighs. I'm kind of pissed that she didn't just say 'no' and walk away. Then he'd have gone inside to cry or some shit and I could have gotten past his door to mine. I don't want to be seen. Fretting about someone coming up the stairwell behind me has my nerves on edge. "In fact," she goes on carefully, "last time was pretty much the best sex we've had. But it made me realize that what I really want is a man who doesn't need to be drunk to get there. It's obvious now that's not you. So why waste any more of our time? This won't work for me. Let's just move on." He looks at her for a long time, but she's done. He nods, they mumble their goodbyes, and she turns toward the elevator. I watch as she moves on and he skulks into his apartment.

The second the elevator doors are closed it's go-time. I tear down the hallway. As I pass his door it flies open, and he comes barrelling out calling "Wait!" He slams right into me. There's an embarrassing tangle of arms and legs. He staggers back. I hit the wall hard enough to make me grunt, but I don't go down.

I look up at him, panic rising. He's staring at me. His so-sorry face is morphing into a what-the-fuck face. I get the urge to punch it. I restrain myself. "Ha ha, yeah bad sunburn!" I blurt. "Well, gotta go!" I turn and lurch for my door. I've never been anything but snide to him, so I hope this will come off as more of the same. But fate backhands me. I had to put on sweats baggy enough to hide my tail in order to make the trip here. They are way too big for me and the lace holding them up came loose when he hit me. I'm mid-lurch when they slide down my thighs. There's another embarrassing tangle of limbs but this time it's all me. Now I do go down. My tail springs free, lashing violently and my bright red ass is on full display. I turn over and hike up the sweats as fast as I can, but my secret is out. He's looking at me with growing horror.

I leap to my feet, waistband in one hand, and lunge at him. I shove him towards his open door with my free hand. He stumbles back into his apartment and I'm right up on him. I let go of the sweats to slam the door behind us and they slide straight to my ankles. Naked from the waist down. Fucking perfect. He takes a step back. His aura looks like the light show at a rave. I see confusion, fear, lust, sorrow... His eyes are wild when they come up to meet mine. But I take a breath. Take stock. I'm out of sight of anyone else now. My neighbor's seen me, but he's got a marshmallow for a spine. He's not gonna attack me, even though he's got a good eight inches and a hundred pounds on me. One thing his aura doesn't show is rage.

I exhale loudly, rolling my eyes. AD said this had the potential to turn into a shitshow, and I'd called him an idiot. God, do I hate it when that fucking idiot is right. But the kitty is out of the bag, so to speak. So I lean into it. I'm fairly sure I can win this. He's a guy, bottom text. I kick off my sandals, and pull my hoodie up over my head and toss it aside in one smooth motion. I strike a pose. "All right, here we are. Take your fucking time."

He does. His eyes slowly go everywhere. And back again. That the baddie from down the hall is suddenly standing in his apartment naked is obviously part of it. Probably the bigger part though is that from head to toe she's now a shade of red somewhere between tomato and cherry. Without the hoodie pulled over them, the horns on my forehead are impossible to miss. And my eyes are several kinds of inhuman. Then there's my four-foot long prehensile tail, its spade-shaped tip still lashing back and forth, which rules out some kind of elaborate cosplay. He shuts his mouth and drags his gaze away from my tits, looking anxiously up into my eyes. "What are you going to do to me?" I smirk. I wonder if he realizes he just surrendered.

I shrug, and stroll slowly over to his couch, giving him a good long look at my swaying ass. I glance back over my shoulder at him. "Right now, I just want to talk. Come sit?" I curl myself onto the couch, legs up on the cushion. He awkwardly goes toward the chair, but I shake my head. "No no, here." My tail pats the empty couch cushion by my feet. He looks VERY wary. "Don't worry," I sigh. "We've lived next to each other for three years. If I was gonna hurt you I'd have done it before now." He gingerly takes a seat. He's still wide-eyed.

"This is a situation!" I say with a big smile. "We need to work something out. I want us to be allies, not enemies. Trust me, that's what you want too. Becoming my enemy is something you'd regret." I'm gently rubbing my thighs together, wriggling my hips slightly. Partly this is to distract him for the coming negotiation, partly it's because I can't quite help myself. Along with the appearance-related things and the enhanced sensitivities, the transformation to my current form has at least quadrupled my sex drive. I've been hiding indoors to avoid ending up in a cage, a lab or a morgue. AD had been withholding his dick from me so I haven't had sex with anyone in weeks. Plus I never thought this guy was bad looking, just that his personality was lame. But that was then. Right now I'm more desperate to get fucked than I've been since my teens. Lameness doesn't seem like such a dealbreaker.

He doesn't look ready to fuck me though. Or even make a deal with me. He's frowning at me looking pissed. "This is the first time you ever smiled at me, and it's because you want something," he grumbles. "I've never been anything but nice to you and you've always been nothing but a total bitch to me. Now I see why. What even are you? A succubus? A demon?" Anger starts to send tendrils into his aura. I catch the first whiff of it in his scent and holy fuck does it change things. My stomach drops. My heart starts pounding. My pussy gives a single savage squeeze. "You want an alliance?" he continues, narrowing his eyes at me. "Alliances with your kind never seem to end well for us humans. At least if any of the stories are true."

"OK look, 'us humans' includes me. I'm as human as you are, Social Security card and everything." I shrug. "Yeah, there's some supernatural stuff going on with me, but I didn't look like this until a few weeks ago. And It wasn't something I was going for, I just kind of got stuck this way while trying to do something else. So I didn't hide anything. And I'm not trying to trick you into some infernal contract for your immortal soul or whatever. That shit's probably not even real." I glance away. "Annnnnd... You're right. About me being a bitch. Sorry I haven't been nicer." I'm not actually sorry. But he's so fucking close. My pussy is slobbering. I'll say anything to get him on the damn train at this point. I make sad eyes at him. "Can't we put the past behind us? Find a way to help each other?"

He's scowling suspiciously. "What kind of help are we talking about?"

"You'd help me by keeping my secret, of course. Sooner or later I'm going to go back to looking like I used to and I want my life to go back to more or less the way it was. That's probably not happening if the other neighbors think I signed with Team Satan. It'd also be great if you'd occasionally grab something I need from my apartment and drop it off where I'm hiding out. This is the only awkward reveal I've had so far and I want to keep it that way. As for me helping you... I overheard your breakup with that girl. If you want to avoid a repeat of that in the future, I think I can help. This is not the only time it's happened, is it?"

He looks sulky, glances away. "That's really none of your business."

I roll onto my back, stretch my legs out slowly and cross my ankles on his lap. Heh. He's not looking away now! His gaze drifts over and I can practically feel it settle on my crotch. Gasoline pours on the fire. "So make it my business," I say languidly. I put my arms behind my head and arch my back. "Or do you already have another hot devil girl helping you with your sex life?"

I didn't think he'd take very much convincing, but I'm still surprised at how quickly he folds. "I don't know what I'm doing WRONG!" he whines. "When I meet someone new, I go out of my way to treat her well. Let her know I'm not just after sex. When it happens, the intimacy is an expression of a real connection I feel with her. I'm mindful of her needs. I try not to be selfish. At first they all love it! But then inevitably something changes."

"Uh-huh. Right around the fourth or fifth time you fuck."

"I'm not sure... Hmmm. Oh shit, you're right! How did you know that?!"

I reach up and put my foot on his face and push hard, shoving his head to the side. "Hey!" he protests. He turns back to look at me with annoyance. "What kind of answer is that?!" I do it again, harder. "Stop that!" he yelps.

"No." I jam my foot into his face a third time, giving it a twist. His aura is lighting up nicely with irritation. "This is fun for me!" I poke him in the ear with my other big toe, shove the ball of my foot up under his nose.

He grabs my ankles and pulls them away. "It's not for me!" He's actually glaring at me now. Yessss... His anger smells tangy and delicious. I yank my ankles out of his grasp and grab them myself, pulling my knees up to my chest. His eyes almost pop out of his head.

"Oh my gaaawwwd..." I let go of one ankle long enough to pantomime making myself puke. "You are such a fucking waste of space, y'know that? I take back what I said before. I'm not sorry at all about being shitty to you. Sneering at you was better than you deserve." I tilt my hips forward, spread my knees further apart. "A few rounds of weepy, vanilla sex and your would-be girlfriends figure out you're more of a mistake than a man. So they cut their losses and dump your pitiful ass. Oh, sorry 'move on'. It's not rocket science."

"This is supposed to help me?! Or make me want to help YOU?!" He's getting madder and madder. And harder and harder. There may be hope for the boy yet. He's shaking his head. But he can't quite look away from what's happening between my legs. I open them a little more. Then a lot more. He looks both awed and confused. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Holy fuck, do you seriously not know?! You're just proving my point! I'm lying here on your couch, naked, legs spread, my pussy literally dripping, and you don't know what I'm DOING? That's some boss-level shitheadedness!"

I start using my feet to play with his belt buckle. "Here, maybe you'll understand sign language." He bats them away but undoes it himself. He slides his pants down. His cock springs free. My temperature goes up a few degrees. "Ooh, you gonna teach me a lesson with that? Pound my ass for being such a pain in yours? Does the last guy on earth I'd ever fuck actually have the balls to fuck me?"

He grabs my hips and flips me over. With one savage thrust he forcefully buries his cock in me all the way up to the hilt. It leaves me breathless. I've got superhuman pussy senses or something now too, and this feels way more overwhelming than it used to. He pulls almost all the way out, slams into me again. I choke down a scream, the sensations are so powerful. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me still. I can feel him throbbing inside me. I could take his pulse if I wanted.

I turn and squint at him over my shoulder. "You gonna show me how special I am? Express the connection you feel for me? Don't bother, I already know what it is. You don't love me, you don't even like me. In fact you hate my guts. You're fucking me because I'm hot and I'm here. I treated you like shit for a long time, so you probably wanna make me pay for that a little bit too, right? That's all this is about. Sex and revenge. Well, your dick's already in me. So go ahead, drop the other fucking shoe. Punish me! Give me what you know I deserve! Look at me, I'm literally the devil! It's not like I don't have it coming. Man up, shithead!"

His aura flares deep red and he pulls back and slams me again so hard I can't stifle a groan. "Yeah, there ya go! Fuck me like you hate me!" He does his best, ramming into me, slapping my ass, grabbing my tits and squeezing hard. I may look like the devil but right now I'm in fucking heaven. I've needed this for too long. He reaches up and grabs me by the horns, bending my head back as he rails me. I'm moaning with pleasure, gasping with each furious, malevolent thrust.

He grabs my tail and yanks on it, tilting my hips up. Ho-leeee FUCK! A mind-blowing jolt of pleasure shoots through me from the base of my tail directly to my clit, like they're wired together. It makes my pussy squeeze hold of his cock and try to pull him even deeper. I shriek from the intensity of it, he groans loudly as he feels it. He pauses. I glance back. There's a malicious smile spreading across his face. My pussy clamps down on him so hard it makes me whimper. He jerks my tail back and thrusts into me again. My eyes roll back in my head. Soon he's got my tail in both hands and is using it to pull my ass back against him hard, over and over. My eyes are like saucers as the pleasure spikes get faster and more overpowering. I'm losing my goddamn mind, making incoherent noises that sound like words but aren't.

I'm so close to coming now, but even getting fucked this hard won't get me all the way there. A few strokes of my clit though is all I need to rocket right over the edge. I reach down between my legs but he stops again and pulls out of me. I give a little cry of dismay but he's already flipping me onto my back. He grabs my knees, pulls my thighs up and apart and drills right back in. He's fucking me so hard he's clearly trying to leave bruises. The orgasm is coming back into range so I reach down toward my clit, but he grabs my wrist and pulls my hand away, pinning it over my head. He grabs my other wrist and pulls it up to join the first, grinning at me. I'm two heartbeats away from a massive, brain-breaking orgasm but he's not going to let me have it! "Oh you FUCKER!" I spit at him. With that he roars and pumps his load into me, looking me defiantly in the eyes as he fills me up.

The moment he's done he pulls out, pushes my thighs aside, smacks my ass hard and shoves me off the couch onto the floor. I land face down, so he doesn't see that I'm actually smiling. Mission accomplished! I hear him breathing heavily, leaning over me. He says nothing for a while as he calms down. He's probably watching his creampie ooze out. Then he mumbles "Oh my god. Oh no." He reaches down and touches my shoulder, pulling gently, encouraging me to sit up. "I don't know why I did that! I didn't mean to... I'm so--"

I grab his hand and shove it away from my shoulder. "If you apologize to me I will put my whole foot in your ass," I snarl. "Right up in your ass." I sit up and turn to face him, my forearms on my knees. "You just got an A on your first lesson, jackass. Upon completing the exercise, the student should understand that fucking can take you places making love can't. Whatever crush you're chasing might want all that sweet romance novel bullshit sometimes, but there'll be times when she'll just need you to fuck her in beast mode. You've gotta be able to match the energy to the moment and give it to her. You gotta have some range." I pull myself up onto the couch beside him. "Like I said, this was lesson one. If you'll keep what I look like to yourself and run a few errands for me, I'm willing to give you at least a couple more. I can't make you dump-proof, but I think I can get you a little more dump-resistant. And you gotta admit, you enjoyed that. So what do you say, do we have a deal?"

He pauses for a moment, then nods. "OK, sure. I can't believe I'm making a deal with the devil."

I stand up and walk over to my clothes. "Well if I'm the devil I better get dressed, because I just let you fuck me and that means it's a cold day in hell."