Sleeping with Angels:

Simone’s Notes:

Published in French by Jean-Jacques Pauvert, editeur, it is a story of female submission about a beautiful Parisian fashion photographer, O, who is blindfolded, chained, whipped, branded, pierced, made to wear a mask, and taught to be constantly available for oral, vaginal, and anal intercourse. Despite her harsh treatment, O grants permission beforehand for everything that occurs, and her permission is constantly sought. While her friend and lover, Jacqueline, is repulsed by O's chains and scars, O herself is proud of her condition as a willing slave.

“A very good choice indeed, Edward!” Azrael complimented his fellow incubus as Santa was on all fours panting for air. The four incubi were still breaking the succubus down into submission. The widow was proving to be much fun for the men. Currently, Edward was trying out a new power. He learned that he could make anyone deathly ill just by thought. Santa was perfect to experiment on for this ability. Right now, she was on all fours gasping for air. The sweat on her naked body added more to their appeal. Edward was making the widow suffocate with his thoughts. Plus, the heat in her body was rising fast as well. The succubus thought that she would faint in sickness.

“Thank you, Azrael!” the alchemist replied. He and his fellow incubus turned back to the show. Santa was suffering in both pain and pleasure from the treatment that she was receiving.

“Please Edward!” she pleaded out. “I can’t breathe. Please… let up… on me…” Edward smirked at her coldly. His fist gripped even tighter. Santa gasped for more air.

“Why should I?” the alchemist asked wickedly. “You don’t really deserve, you miserable creature!” Santa’s eyes began to well up with tears. It was getting to her so badly.

“Please… let… me… up…” she wheezed out again. “I’m… not… I’m… not…” The incubus listened in closely as he kept his grip and thoughts in full power.

“You’re not what?” he asked wickedly. He crushed his fist even tighter. Santa tried to breathe again.

“I’m… not… wor… thy…” she managed to say. Edward smirked coldly at her.

“Well in that case…” he replied. Then, he let go of his grip instantly. Santa suddenly could breathe again. Her body temp returned back to normal. She sat down on her knees. The men just snickered at her pain. They were just playing a sick game with her. Santa was just the doll now. But ironically, the succubus didn’t mind at all. She was actually enjoying all of the abuse. They had broken her mind to think that way. Then, Serkan stepped forward. He had some mental wires in his hands. Santa’s eyes lit up in delight.

“Looks like it’s my turn now!” he said. The incubus rose to his feet and walked over to the doll. She kept watching happily. The monster made it right to her. He strung up all of her sensitive parts with paper thin wires. Then, he hooked the other wires up to himself. The others watched in anticipation. Serkan began stroking on the wires. Santa instantly felt the vibration of the wires. She screamed in pain and pleasure. Edward instantly figured out what Serkan was doing. “This is just like that time with that girl!” he thought in amazement. Serkan smirked to himself while keeping his concentration.

“Yes Edward,” he replied. “This is just like before!” He kept on rubbing the near-invisible wires. Santa kept screaming out loud in bliss. It all drove the master to stroke faster and faster. Even though he was panting and moaning out loud, the incubus kept his concentration the whole time. The other men watched in excitement. It was like watching a foreign smutty porno film. Female submission was just so delicious to watch on their female counterparts. They were waiting for the climax to hit right away.

Santa was about to reach hers when Serkan stopped abruptly. He disconnected the wires from his person and unhooked her as well. The master wound up his wires and put them away for later. The succubus looked at him with desperate eyes. She began whimpering in desperation.

“W-Why did you stop?” she asked in sorrow. Serkan kept smiling at her.

“Oh come now!” he replied. “Why should I work you up before the other two get a chance to play?” Santa still kept looking up at him forlorn. Serkan became annoyed.

“Stop looking at me like that you little bitch!” he hissed. The slave still kept looking at him crushed. The master lost his patience.

“I said cut it out!!!” he snapped as he slapped her in the face hard. Santa turned back to him smiling. The incubus was happy to get her back into playing mode for the next round. Next was Azrael’s turn. He had some chains in his hands. The slave looked very excited. The incubus just smirked at her coldly. “Yes, my pet!” he thought. “Brace yourself for more abuse!” Then, Azrael turned to the other men.

“Care to join in boys?” he asked aloud. Edward, Serkan, and Dr. Pierce’s eyes all lit up in excitement. They really weren’t expecting this tonight. This just changed everything.

“Well,” Azrael spoke up. “Are you going to join in or am I going to have all of the fun by myself?” That did it for the other three men. They all jumped up and joined in on the fun. It all turned into an orgy of heavy and hardcore abuse. Dr. Pierce kept drugging up Santa with different little concoctions. Azrael beat her down repeatedly with the chains. Serkan kept playing with her using his wires. Edward even willed her to be sick and near choking during the whole thing. Santa was just lost in a wave of pain and pleasure. Her training was getting better and better each day. She was becoming more submissive each day and night. The woman just loved the abuse that she was getting. The widow was starting to ask for abuse from the incubi and succubi. They were even more than happy to give it to her. Santa was being bent to their way of thinking.

The “training” went on until the succubus was passed out face down on the cold floor. All four men started and checked the pet. She was barely alive at the moment. Serkan began to frown.

“The fun’s over?” he asked in disappointment.

“Seems that.” Azrael answered.

“Damn it!” Serkan called out crushed. Dr. Pierce kept smirking for he had the answer. He held his hand over the succubus and began chanting softly. A soft light began to form under his strong hand. The other three men looked at him confused. Edward turned to him with a blank look on his face.

“What are you doing?” he asked. The good doctor didn’t answer at all. The light sank down to Santa’s body. Within seconds, the succubus rose up to all fours again still sore and wanting more seductive and “loving” abuse. The other three men smiled in extreme happiness.

“What did you do?” Serkan asked in excitement. The good doctor kept smiling.

“I just healed her so that we could have more fun with her!” he answered. “That’s all.” The other three men smiled at that explanation.

“Nice!” Edward said. Then, the men picked up with the abuse. This went on all night until they all got bored and tired. They all slept peacefully on the floor. Santa still had a long way to go.