Well, the boards were down for me for a bit, so I figured I'd do something productive. This idea seemed too good to waste.

See exactly how your meeting with Sikieiki will not go.

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[X] We're a little late, but let's visit the yama!

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You peek nervously into the open door of Sikieiki's office. It's a couple minutes after your scheduled meeting, and seeing her earlier gave you a good idea of how much of a stickler for time she is. She doesn't even bother to look up from her paperwork, so you shuffle quietly into the room and shut the door behind you.

"Ah, I'm here, sorry about being late Siki."

You hear a click as the door behind you locks itself, you turn to look back and see that the handle is glowing softly. She used magic to shut the door? Maybe your situation is more serious than you'd thought.

"Sit."

You sit in the small wooden chair in front of her desk, opposite her. She continues at her work silently, and you take a glance around the room. It's all in perfect order. File cabinets behind her, polished to a shine, and several bookcases in one corner, loaded with what look like bound reports. The only personal touch you can see is a pair of framed newspaper articles on one wall, both with pictures of her on them, one that looking noticeably older.

"We have a bit of a problem."

You turn to look at her. She's filed away what she was working on, and is now staring at you, her arms folded neatly on the table before her. The intense look in her eyes puts you on edge.

"What's that, then?"

"We cannot access the records of your life, as you know, but it comes to my attention that you've been quite sinful lately even in your afterlife."

You frown.

"What? How so?"

"You can't stop thinking about having sex with me."

What?

There's a sudden pain as your arms are pulled behind the chair by an unseen force. You can feel the now slightly familiar force of magic binding your wrists to the chair's back. The same force quickly shackles your ankles to the chair's legs.

"Siki, what are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb. I can see it with the crystal mirror."

Siki sits down on your lap, her eyes locked with yours.

"You keep thinking about what it would be like to run your hands over my legs, and to caress every inch of my body."

You suddenly feel one of her delicated hands slip under your clothes. She traces the length of your slowly hardening member with a gentle touch, and your breath - such as it is - catches in your throat.

"Thinking about what it would be like to have me put my mouth around your throbbing member, to have my tongue running all over it."

She wraps her hand around your length, and begins to pump it up and down slowly.

"What it would be like to thrust into my tight little pussy, and rip away my virginity. What it would be like to pump me full of your hot cum while I beg for it like a slut."

You begin to buck your hips as much as you can against her hand, your precum leaking out and smearing all over her soft skin as she masturbates you.

"What it would be like to get a handjob from the judge of the dead."

She's pumping her hand furiously now, so fast that it hurts a little, but that soft skin against your arousal is agonizingly pleasant. She leans forward and briefly kisses you, running her tongue through your mouth. She pulls away as you start to pant.

"Siki! Siki! I'm going to cu--"

Her hand abruptly seizes the base of your shaft as you cry out, the painful action preventing you from finding release. It's a horrifying torture as she renews her handjob with her free hand, intensifying your need to release. It feels so good and so painful that you begin to tear up.

"Only good boys get to cum. Good boys call me Miss Eiki."

"Miss Eiki! I need to cum!"

It's awful now, the friction from her hand becoming unbearable.

"Good boys ask nicely."

"Miss Eiki, I want cum! Please let me cum, Miss Eiki!"

You throw your pride away in the face of her agonizing ministrations.

"Good boy." She cooes quietly, kissing you again. "Where do you want to cum?"

Your gaze travels downwards as you realize she's no longer jerking you off. Her free hand has slipped under skirt, and you can see glistening trails of her own fluids leaking down her stockings. Yes... that must mean... that she isn't wearing any...

"INSIDE! I WANT TO CUM INSIDE MISS EIKI! PLEASE LET ME CUM INSIDE!"

You're desperate now, so desperate. You have to find relief.

"Because you asked nicely." She whispers in your ear.

You can feel the soft folds of her sex parting as she slides herself down onto you, her tight walls gripping you mercilessly. It's hot and wet, and a thousand times better and worse than her hand all at one. The hand that held you back releases you, and you immediately loose an intense load of your sperm into her, flooding her body with your seed.

"Good boy, good boy!" She mutters her words breathlessly, throwing her head back as you fill her. "That's it! That's a good boy!"

You buck your hips several more times, and groan in disappointment as she slips off of you. She slides to her knees in front of you, leaning forward to lick your still hard length clean of both her and your fluids. Her mouth closes around you, hot and wet, but different than her vagina was. Soon you feel her tongue massaging your tip, its softness curling around you as you start to pump into her mouth. Her teeth graze the bottom of your shaft gently, and you let out another cry. In no time at all you've ejaculated again, straight into her mouth.

Much to your surprise, she doesn't pull back at all. Instead, she sits there, sucking hard at your twitching member, trying to get every last drop of your load into her mouth. You can see her throat pulse as she swallows it all, drinking your semen down greedily. Once you've finished, she releases your member from her mouth with a pop. She smiles up at you and starts to rub your length with her hand once again, brushing her nails against it to stimulate you.

Just as your hazy mind begins to thank all the gods for ghostly stamina, you notice a thin white trail dribbling out of Siki's mouth and down her chin. It looks like she couldn't swallow your full load. Your intense state of arousal is such that the knowledge of that alone is enough to set you off, causing you to shoot off a string of semen that mostly lands on Siki's cheek, though some of it lands on the floor instead.

Siki looks up at you with a cruel grin.

"How naughty! A good boy cleans up his messes, or else he gets punished."

She begins the same type of handjob she started with, gripping your shaft's base to deny you your release. She hauls herself up and presents her cum-stained cheek to you. Without hesitation you lick your own semen off of her face, making sure to clean it thoroughly. Even when she tips the chair over to make you lick up the cum that hit the floor, you don't care. Anything to stop that beautiful torture.

Once you've cleaned the floor, she sits the chair upright again, and leans in for another kiss. Her tongue wraps around yours, and she sucks all the semen that you cleaned out of your mouth, swallowing it happily. She pulls away again and starts unbuttoning her uniform.

"Such an obediant boy deserves a reward."

Her clothes fall away piece by piece, revealing her beautifully slim body and her slight but pleasing curves. She's not as endowed as the other women you've met, but she's definitely got her own set of charms. Her assets aren't as diminished as the uniform had made you think, either. She runs a finger along her porcelain skin, down one breast to her clearly sopping wet slit.

"What do you want?"

You stare at her, delirious with desire. Every last inch of that elegant little body is so beautiful that you... wait. She's still got her stockings on. Those sexy silk stockings that cover her shapely legs and her...

"Feet."

"What?"

"Your feet! Miss Eiki, please give me a footjob!"