Wicked chance - Chapter 69

The sound was so raw and unfiltered, so full of pure, unadulterated pleasure that it made the walls of the cavernous room tremble in response. And as the waves of Jezebel's orgasm pulsed through her, she could feel the energy in the room shifting, building, and growing. She could feel it swirling around her like an invisible cloud, humming with the combined sexual power of more than a dozen people.

Jezebel reveled in the feeling, basking in the blissful aftermath of her release as she gazed down at the man still kneeling before her. He looked up at her, his lips and chin glistening with her juices, and grinned. She could see the glow in his eyes, the way they seemed to glow with a feverish intensity that had nothing to do with the dim light of the room. He was under her power now, his will and desires completely at her mercy.

Jezebel felt a surge of satisfaction and authority coursing through her body as she leaned back against the pile of furniture, taking in the scene before her. Her human subordinates approached her as she transformed into her less intimidating human form as a tight latex dress formed around her. They were drawn to her like moths to a flame, their eyes glued to the figure that seemed almost too perfect to be real.