Psychosis, often described as a "break from reality", leading to one experiencing a psychosis to be unable to distinguish things that are real from things that are not. That's what I thought I was experiencing when I watched you walk across campus for the first time. What else could I have thought, seeing your scarlet red skin, pointed horns and the tail softly swinging back and forth from under your skirt. Either there was an actual demon walking right in front one me, one no one seemed to mind, or I was going crazy.

No one believed me either, they looked like I was crazy, or a jealous spiteful person. After all you had quickly become the darling of the campus, girls and girls at your beck and call, even college faculty treating you like a queen. So I set to simply trying to ignore it, should I have looked for therapy, probably, but student loans were bad enough without adding an encounter with the medical system.

The ignoring went alright for about a month, I'd even gotten used to your strange presence, until you stood right before me, blocking my path in a hallway, eyes looking over me with an amused smile to your lips. "Stop by my room tonight darling, seven pm, don't be late." I was stunned for a moment, you were attractive for sure, but, I wasn't doing this, on principle. Just the way you spoke, the lack of interest you seemed to have in my choice in the matter, no.

"Fuck off." I actually felt a little spiteful, perhaps more than I should've been. But I had to admit watching your stunned face at my rejection was divine. I walked away then, thinking this would be the end of it.

I was proven wrong when I returned to my dorm the next evening. Furniture had been pushed to the side, my roommate was nowhere to be seen, windows covered. The only light inside came from a flickering set of candles on the table sitting in the middle of the room, filled with all sorts of far to expensive food on a student's budget. Your red skin almost seemed to dance in the dim light, your eyes nearly glowing as they pierced into mine. I had to admit it made my heart flutter just a tiny bit.

"I think we started off on the wrong foot. Sit, now." Your words were kinder, but still authoritative. A moment of silence followed, broken only by the audible swallow from my end. I sat down, telling myself it was only because of the fact that setting this up was actually a little impressive.

"What do you want..?"

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Hello Hello my lovies. Perhaps a more eccentric post here, with my love of the occult and intense submissive tendencies I'm looking for someone to play a young demoness, one who has infiltrated a local college and is using her charms and magic to sleep around and toy with it's students. However, for some reason, her magic has little effect on my character. She of course takes this as a challenge, and sets out to seduce her the conventional way, dominating her one way or the other.

I'd love to discuss your take on my post, ideas you may have, as well as kinks and limits you might enjoy. I myself am hugely into bdsm, but we'll discuss that more in private. If you'd like a story where I play as a succubus/demoness, take a peek at my post history, there's a few of them on there.

Anyway, can't wait to hear from you my darlings~