In a busy town in some quiet corner of the country, a foul presence has its hold. It has haunted the people for decades, even a century. A lustful and sadistic being that preys upon them in the night and hides among them during the day, a demon of depravity. Not everyone there knows the rules, and those that do know that they had best follow them. First, there is no escape and no resistance. Once in her sights she will have what she desires. Fighting will result in painful punishment, and running will never outrun her reach. Nobody truly can leave this place, as once you enter she has claimed you. Second, ignorance is bliss. Anyone who knows the truth is known to her, anyone who tries to share it is a target. There is no safety in knowing, only misplaced hope that will be deliberately broken. Third, keep the peace. Disruption to the cycle will only invite misfortune. An aided victim will only cause another to join them in their fate, an act of defiance only will bring suffering to yourself and others. These three things are the secret known to the oldest family’s among the citizens, those who have observed things from the beginning. They once attempted to defeat the demon, but have grown to placate it, to keep it content and minimize its harm. The rest go about life as normal, unaware of how quick they may find themselves at the mercy of a cruel and hungry being, more and more prey drawn in to her domain every year.
But who is this fiendish monster? Her identity may change, her face and form shift to better suit her desired appearance and aid in her hunts, but her nature remains. Lust and gluttony, a beast of indulgence, sating both hungers with the mortals around her, twisting and warping them to suit her wants through dark powers and mundane means alike. Bribery, blackmail, hypnosis, and simple violence, despite her rampant abuse of the population, most do not have so much as a thought of her. To those unknowing masses she is just a well off middle-aged woman with an impressive figure and plenty of guests coming and going. They do not consider the dungeon complex underneath the quiet suburban home, nor her unnatural beauty and strength, and it is better for them all to remain blissfully unaware.
Women are like wine, better with age and locked in the cellar
The allure of a mature woman is appreciated by many, and this cruel mistress is no exception. She enjoys a variety of methods and targets, from simple abduction to blackmail, quiet and sweet suburban ladies or proud arrogant business women, she will break, humiliate, and enslave any poor bitch to catch her eye. Dozens upon dozens of women have ended up in her den of depravity, most leaving as her unwilling underling but others never leaving at all.
Dick worship Futa Cult, call that sack-religious
Many who know of her fear her, but others embrace it. Far too depraved to let it be seen by society, a group have come to worship the unyielding carnal force that haunts the place they call home. They give their bodies and service, carry out her will, and bring offerings of all sorts to please their sadistic and salacious mistress. They bear her brand upon their skin and her seed within their bodies, letting it seep into their very being. All food and drink are blessed with her fluids and excretions, every day a chance to further the cause and every night a chance for passionate worship of her divine and diabolical body.
Cult front gamestore brings college cuties
Funding a widespread sex slave empire is hard work, and even diabolical, sadistic milfs need to keep appearances and enjoy in hobbies other than abducting and violating, so a surprisingly bustling card, game, and book store was set up in her lovely little town. With funneling her coerced or brainwashed supporters money into things, it kept her pockets full, clean, and gave her quite the supply of vulnerable nerdy college students and NEETs to prey upon. Whether the shy feminine guy looking through the manga section or the loser girl that gets flustered at the ladies only game nights, or a quickly caught shoplifter, plenty of desperate little things that would squirm and submit to her advances.
Melanated Mothers Made Mistress’s Milky Mooers
What’s better than a fine looking and mature woman? Putting her fat udders to use. Sure, any woman can make a good cow under the mistress’s “loving” care, but she just loves the aesthetics of varied skin tones in cow-print bikinis, breasts heavy and leaking, their bellies swollen with her potent seed. Besides, some of them even come to enjoy it.
Birthday Bitch Breaking
On the first night of their nineteenth year, any man or woman to catch her eye inevitably will find themselves at the mercy of her advances. It may be covert temptation and hook up, indistinguishable from a normal encounter, it may come as a filthy dream of deviant acts, or she may force herself upon them in the flesh, violating them and claiming them as yet another concubine. Willing or not, knowing or not, they will become part of her cult in time.
It’s Not Cheating if your Partner is enslaved too
Through seduction or force, plenty of people end up enchanted by the demoness, giving their full devotion to her pleasure and desires, and a pathetic “marriage” isn’t going to get between them and their new goddess. Wives, husbands, boyfriends, girlfriends, they can’t compete with such perfection, but why not show them what you and them were missing all along? Worship the glorious body of the depraved and sadistic being that has now branded them both together.
I’m hoping to play the evil and lewd presence haunting the city, the woman putting fear in the hearts and cum in the guts of its citizens, and I am hoping to find someone to help supply her unfortunate victims and depraved underlings during her numerous salacious and filthy acts. Main kinks for this is non-con, hypnosis, size difference, NTR, toilet-play, incest, musk/scent, breeding, food-play, and potentially vore. My main limit is gore