Concept Stories - High School x Devil x NTR

If this seems familiar, it’s because it is. This is a retooled version of Devil’s Snare. I changed the setting and the characters a dash. I also am playing up the NTR, although it’d all be him getting girls to cheat with him. Anyway, I probably will put out a second chapter this month, but it won’t be picked up right away or anything. I’ll be putting out a new big survey some time around christmas. At that point, we’ll decide what stories I tackle next.

The bell sounded out through the empty hallways. This was the final bell of the day, and indicated that students were to return to their dorm rooms. Martin D. Vile’s Boarding School was an elite private school that contained the children of many of the wealthiest elites. The students could cite politicians, celebrities, and business tycoons as their parents, and they wanted for nothing in life.

Classes held in the main building were already over for the day. The gothic architecture containing grotesque statues, elaborate columns, and awe-inducing ceiling canopies was devoid of life, giving the entire premises a feeling like it was haunted.

Down a certain hallway, a very distinct noise could be heard. There were wet slapping sounds, heavy breathing, and the occasional grunt.

“Haah… cum… cum for me… please… cum!”

I could only stare up with a vacant expression, unable to comprehend the scene that was happening in front of me. A beautiful high school girl was bouncing on top of me. She was still wearing her high school uniform, but her underwear had been discarded and her boobs had popped out the top of her blouse. She used her legs to bounce up and down on my cock, her fingers pressing against my chest for balance.

Only a few minutes earlier, I had been a virgin. Now, I was fucking a girl, and not just any girl, but one of the hottest, richest, and most popular girls in school. Her father was the CEO of a billion-dollar business, and she was the spoiled child of his wife. She was a girl used to getting everything that she wanted. She dressed in the latest fashion, hung out with the popular crowd, and was treated like royalty by the staff. She also dated the most popular and handsome guy, of course.

Meanwhile, I could be considered on the lower rung of the school. I had obtained a full scholarship to this school, not because I was smart or because I was rich, but because my father had been friends with the dean back in college. Naturally, their lives diverged from there, but the dean felt he owed my father and so I was given the chance, although it was never truly offered to me. As the school resident commoner, I had no friends, and even those I’d have called geeks and losers at a normal school looked down on me for my poor pedigree.

Suffice it to say, no couple was more different than me and here. No one would believe in a million years that I would even touch the back of her hand, let alone have my dick inside her pussy. I didn’t mind losing my virginity. I was already seventeen, and many guys in my school were getting laid. To the affluent youth, sex and drugs were rampant, despite the campus’s desperate attempts to lock it down. Even when students were caught, the teachers would look the other way, lest they become the target of an elite child’s vengeful parents.  

So, even though I wasn’t like most of the students, I felt it was about time for me too. However, when it finally came, I found myself more confused than excited. It was the suddenness of it all that caught me off guard. It wasn’t like we were close. I barely ever spoke to this girl. There was no event that I could think of that would have led to this. I had returned to the campus late at night to take home my project which I had accidently left at school.

I was on my way out the door when a frantic-looking-looking girl appeared. I barely processed that it was the school beauty Veronica before she shoved me into a room and got on top of me.  Of course, being a teenage boy, the second my mind realized sex was what she wanted, my cock was engorged and ready. However, just because my body was ready didn’t mean my mind could grasp what was happening.

The sensation of her pussy was incredible. As my dick sunk into her wet box, it was a feeling unlike any I had ever experienced before. It was warm and tight, and each time she raised her butt, pushing her thighs tightly, it tightened her vaginal muscles and it felt like a suction cup against my dick. I felt like she was milking my cock in ways my hands could never replicate.

It was noisier than expected too. Putting the grunting and moaning aside, her pussy made lewd slurping noises. Had anyone walked by this hallway, they definitely would have heard the wet noises of sex between us. It was surreal that this was happening in such a public place where a few hours prior, students were walking around and laughing.

Yet, there was an oddness to it. She seemed very focused. She was moaning, but her voice only contained exertion, no enjoyment. She gave off the impression that she was putting on a show, even going so far as to beg me to cum. I was kind of glad it was so sudden because if she had let me mentally prepare for this, I really would have busted my nut inside her five times by now, at least. Thankfully, my confusion kept my dick from preejaculating and I was able to last long enough that I wouldn’t be turned into a joke at school.

Not that anyone would believe me if I told them. I thought scornfully.

This must have been a dare. That’s all I could conclude in such a riled state. After all, Veronica was a beautiful high school girl with long black hair and a smoking body. She had large breasts and a bubbly ass. She did gymnastics and fencing, and countless guys had masturbated while thinking about her in those tight gymnastics outfits and made jokes about poking her with their swords. That was all any of us could do because her boyfriend was the quarterback of the football team and would beat the shit out of anyone who looked at her twice.

As for me? I was an “almost” goth. What was an “almost” goth? It was a kid who wore black, but never committed quite enough to be accepted by the goths. This school didn’t allow piercings, and makeup was only allowed on girls. Since I had to wear the school uniform too, it meant there was nothing visible about me that looked goth. All I could get away with was a necklace I wore which had the sigil of Baphomet on it, the devil’s pentagram, which I had bought from a garage sale. It was all I could do to rebel.

Veronica was disgusted by me, or so I thought. I had good reason to believe this because I had asked her out once and she had given me one of the most disgusted looks I had ever seen on a woman. Then, she turned and walked away. She never even gave me an answer, but I got the message. It was back when I first came to campus. I was at a new school and I didn’t know anything about her. I had been pretty popular in middle school, so I thought asking the pretty girl out would be equivalent to beating up the biggest guy in jail. If she said yes, I’d instantly become a legend.

Instead, I became an outcast. Even the one or two people who showed interest in talking to me quickly disappeared. Every time I walked by a group of girls, they would whisper and snicker while pointing at me. Of course, when she started to date the jock, Daniel, he and his cronies started bullying me as well.

Of course, I grew up in the age of zero tolerance, and affluent kids like Dan didn’t resort to their fists anyway. He never beat me up at school, nor did he do traditional bully things like steal my lunch money. This was the modern era, and bullies had to get creative when they were torturing someone. The dorm room was the most dangerous place, and I always had to move carefully in the shower dorm. He was always finding ways to make my life a living hell.

And now, his girlfriend was bouncing up and down on my cock enthusiastically. Her tits, squeezed out the top of her school shirt, were bouncing with her body movements, begging to be sucked. The warm feel of her pussy was sheathing my cock, and she was begging me to cum. It was like I had walked into a dream. Had this not been on the floor of a classroom, my broken diorama on the floor next to me, I definitely would have confused it for a dream.

“Please… I need it…” She begged, her voice filled with a reluctant desperation.

“I… uh… don’t have a condom,” I managed to get out through my grunts and moans.

I didn’t even have a chance to worry about STDs. Would Dan have sent his girlfriend to fuck me just so she could give me something? What was I thinking? How could the school’s goddess have an STD? At the very least, I didn’t want to make her pregnant. My sense of restraint went that far.

“N-no!” Her eyes flashed in panic. “I-inside! I want… your seed in my womb!”

“I don’t…” I was starting to hesitate, as I didn’t want to become a daddy, especially on my first try.

She suddenly grabbed my head and started moving even faster, as if afraid I’d throw her off. My face ended up smashed into her tits. I may have had some willpower, but I was just a boy experiencing his first time. She was a beautiful girl rising my cock with my face between her breasts. Most guys creamed themselves just imagining touching her boobs, and I was smothered in them.

Her boobs were warm and soft, with just a hint of moisture that gave them a slippery feel. I could smell a musky scent from her chest, mixed with the sweet fragrance of perfume. It created an alluring and pungent aroma that overtook my senses.  How could my penis take that any longer?

“Ah! Shit!” I moaned, my cock starting to swell.

I could feel my baby batter shooting out. Veronica must have felt something or noticed it in my eyes because she shoved her crotch deep down on my cock. I found myself releasing it deep inside of her. I had masturbated plenty of times in my life, but it felt like a pale comparison to the feeling of exploding deep inside a woman as she writhed on top of me. I came more than I had ever come before. It just came out in spurt after spurt, pumping her womb full.

I collapsed back, my head hitting the tile floor with a thud. I was panting heavily, and my cock was still spurting. I didn’t think her womb could take much more, but I also didn’t think my balls could produce so much.

I had already wondered because I masturbated a lot, and when I got horny, I’d sometimes masturbate three or four times in a row to get it all out. I had heard other guys only needed to orgasm once, but I was never satisfied. With the feel of her pussy, I felt like I unleashed all four times in a single load into her.

“S-so much…” She spoke with revulsion, her voice shuddering.

It wasn’t a sexually excited voice now, but a disgusted one. This caused me to look up with a worried expression. Veronica suddenly stood up. I looked up at her long legs. Cum was dripping out from between them, still connecting my cock to her pussy in a long stream of fluid. I was surprised to see some red mixed in with the white. Was that blood? She popped her tits back into her school uniform and glared down at me. It was a sight I’d never forget, but was extremely arousing, but also disheartening.

“Don’t tell anyone anything. If you do, I’ll say you raped me.” She declared with a hateful look.

She stepped over me and then walked straight out the door. Feeling confused, and just a little bit used, I stood up and put my thing away. When she grabbed me, I had dropped my diorama. It shattered when it hit the ground. I could only pick up the pieces and throw them in my bookbag. When I was finished, I walked out the door. Veronica had already sped away, and I only just caught her making a turn. I ran after her, looking around the large empty hallway as I tried to catch up to her. If this was some kind of game or something, at the very least, I felt I was owed an explanation.

As I reached the corner, I only just saw her turn once again. I followed, and two more times, I only just caught her. No matter how fast I ran, I didn’t seem to be able to make any leeway. I ended up following her past a hall obstruction and into the old wing. Our school was always adding on newer and better buildings. This belonged to one of the oldest wings, which had been put out of commission, and was considered an especially haunted place. People only snuck over here to do drugs or have sex during school hours, and many of the rooms had signs of these activities.

There were no students in this section. At this point, I knew my bathroom break time was up, and by continuing forward, I was skipping class, but I had to find Veronica and get an explanation. If for no other reason, I wanted to prove to myself that it had happened and that this all wasn’t some warped dream that had occurred inside my head.

I had finally lost track of her, taking a corner and not seeing just the smallest flash of hair or clothing to continue my run. Maybe I hadn’t seen her and was imagining it all the whole time. Maybe the entire event was just a dream. I shook my head. This was foolish. I turned around, ready to head back to the dorms, and hoped I’d be able to get my diorama repaired. That was when I heard a voice. It was a female voice, and it sounded like it was chanting in tongues.

Unable to leave things alone, I walked down the hall, following the eerie chant. I finally came to an old room with a wooden door. The door had a glass panel, so I peeked through. On the other side was a room filled with lit candles. That was a major fire hazard, so it immediately caught my interest. All the old desks and chairs had been shoved to the sides, and a giant pentagram was drawn in the middle of the room.

That’s when I realized that the person who had been chanting was Veronica. She had a bowl filled with stuff that she placed on the ground. Then she squatted over it, and I saw her dropping my cum out of her pussy and into the bowl. She even used her fingers to fish out as much as she could. When she was done, she picked up the bowl, held it up, and then put it in the center of the pentagram. A wind suddenly blew through the place, and I felt a burning sensation against my chest. All of the candles went out at once.

“Ah!” I hissed, but then covered my mouth as I pulled out the pentagram which had suddenly become hot.

Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.

I looked back into the room to see that Veronica wasn’t looking at me. Her eyes were locked in a dark corner of the room, which was where the clapping came from. She wore an expectant but scared expression on her face. A body slowly materialized out of the corner, walking into the light. My eyes widened. It was a woman. She was incredibly beautiful, with fiery red hair and deep purple eyes. Compared to Veronica, she was every bit as beautiful, maybe more. Where Veronica still had a bit of youthfulness in her body, the other woman, despite looking no older, had a much curvier body. She had larger breasts and a rounder butt. Overall, her body put Veronica’s to shame. I could feel my mouth salivating just looking at her.

She dropped her hands down after she gave one last clap, then smirked at Veronica. “You’ve done well. I must say, I’m impressed at how impeccable your summoning ritual has been.”

Veronica lowered her head. “Dark Mistress, I would like to make a deal-“

“Yes, yes…” The other woman waved her hands dismissively. “I’m well aware of how this all works. You’d like to sell me your soul, and in return I will grant you a wish, right?”

“Yes, Dark Mistress… what I want is-”

“I already know what you want.” She interrupted. “However, I must say, the cost of a soul isn’t as much as it once was.”

“Wh-what are you saying?”

“I already have countless souls. Souls are boring. I won’t grant your wish, not for what you’re offering, dear.” She responded, just as dismissively.

“N-no…” Veronica collapsed to her knees like her cords were just cut. “After everything? After I gave my virginity, to that… pig!”

I looked away for a second, feeling like my heart had been stabbed.

“You were desperate. The union of two virgins first time is merely the cost to summon me. He was the only guy you knew who you were certain was a virgin. You couldn’t even trust your boyfriend in that respect.” The dark woman casually spoke as she looked at her long nails. “So, tell me, how was your first time?”

“It was awful… disgusting!” She said tearfully. “I hated it! It hurt, and his disgusting stuff is inside me. I feel like I need to bath!”

I trembled, lowering my head. It wasn’t my optimal first time either, but to hear her impression was truly destructive. I felt as low as I could be. It was truly humiliating to hear her speak about me that way.

As for the woman called the dark mistress, she let out a laugh. “That truly amuses me. You truly hate that little boy?”

“I do! He’s creepy and poor, and he’s always leering at the girls.”

“And you’d never sleep with him again?”

“N-never…” she stopped as she said that, looking up at the other woman suspiciously. “Why?”

“I have decided to grant your wish, and I will even spare your soul. You won’t have to be damned for all eternity in hell, isn’t that wonderful?”

“Y-you want me… with him?”

She chuckled. “My conditions are simple. You must ensure he cums once a day for one year. If ever twenty-four hours go by and he hasn’t cum, then I will undo the wish, and take your soul as recompense.”

“You… but… I have a boyfriend…”

“You should have thought of that before you jumped on another guy’s cock!” She laughed, but when Veronica’s face turned furious, she waved her hand. “I said he has to cum, I never said it had to be with you. Even if he masturbates, it counts. Of course, you’ll only know for certain if you’re the one…”

Her expression softened a bit, and she let out a breath.

“F-fine!” She stood up. “It’s a deal!”

She reached out her hand, and the other woman clasped it. “Following the edicts of heaven and hell, the pact is done!”

The entire room darkened for just a second, and then Veronica was standing there alone. She looked around worriedly for a moment, and then quickly cleaned up the mess, throwing the candles in her duffle bag and scrubbing the floor. As she ran from the classroom, I hid behind a pile of desks. I watched her disappear down the hall. Just what had I witnessed? What was going on?

“Boo!” I nearly jumped and spun around as a voice came from behind.

The woman from before was standing right there, giggling as I nearly tripped over myself. “Wh-what?”

“Hello, Lucas. It’s nice seeing you.” She smiled.

“Wh-who are you? Do you know me?”

“Oh, yes… I know you very well. Did you like the agreement I made on your behalf?” She asked, leaning toward me.

“M-mine? What… you mean… her… and me? Wh-why?” I squinted, trying to think through things. “She’s going to try to have sex with me tomorrow, right? I don’t want to sleep with her! She is completely disgusted by me! It’d be the worst.”

“Do you think a proud and arrogant girl like her will touch you again willing?” She let out a laugh like I had told a funny joke as my expression grew ugly. “You don’t see the brilliance in my request? Every day, she must make sure you cum. She will be forced to do anything to make it happen.

“Yeah… but I don’t want her.”

“Just think about it.” She grabbed my shoulders, leaning toward my ear. “Veronica needs you to cum. You have her where you want her. For the next year, she must do whatever you say. You can make any request of her, and she’ll have to do it. Her resources will be at your disposal. Right now, she’s already plotting how to force you to cum without her involvement. She could pay you, lie to you, hire someone else, all to avoid her little secret being revealed, but once she knows you know, she will be your slave. How many lackeys does she have? They’d all have service you for her. You could destroy her, and even embarrass her boyfriend Dan.”

“You know about him?”

“Love, I know everything.” She chuckled. “And I did all of this, for you.”

“Wh-why?” I asked, frowning. “Why would you do this for me?”

“Isn’t that answer obvious? I take care of my flock.” She touched my chest, and I looked down to see the pentagram. “I was surprised to see my sign on a student here, but if I suppose anyone worshipped me, it’d be the rich and powerful.”

“Sign… who are you?”

“You already know.” She tsk’d. “Love, I’m the devil.”

I did already know. How could I not from that clear deal with the devil that Veronica made? It was true that I also worshipped the devil, but that was when the devil was an idea. This was an actual person, and I never would have thought I’d meet them, let alone they’d be a beautiful woman with giant tits and a luscious body.

“Oooo…” She shivered. “That nasty expression on your face when you’re ogling women. I love it. If you act properly as my disciple here on Earth, maybe I’ll let you taste this body as well. Would you like that?”

As she spoke, her long fingernails touched the inside of her breast, slowly caressing the cleavage. I licked my lips looking at them, nodding dumbly. It was only then that I realized I was making agreements with the devil! Follower or not, getting involved with a devil’s pact was never a good idea. I shook my head and focused on her face instead of her body. This only made her chuckle again, her eyes filled with amusement.

“What do you mean by acting as your disciple?”

“I’ve decided to be surface-side for a while.” She shrugged. “I think attending this school might just do the ticket. I’ll need a cover, so I can be your cousin or something.”

“The school …”

“I’ll take care of the forms,” she touched my chest, walking up it with two fingers. “Veronica also won’t recognize me, so you don’t need to worry about her. In the meantime, I’ll have some missions for you. As long as you do my tasks properly, there will be rewards.”

“What rewards?” I asked.

She chuckled. “The kind that will let you take over this school, and when control the future’s elites, it’s the same as taking over the world.”