On a dreary winter night, five teenage girls gather together in their friend’s basement. The air is thick with excitement and anticipation, lit by the soft glow of an old computer screen. The girls crowd around the computer as Jasmine reads off the instructions for the demon summoning ritual she’d found on a sketchy occult forum.

"I don't know guys, is this really such a good idea? Summoning demons sounds kind of dangerous." Beatrice says nervously, biting her lip and adjusting her glasses. In response, Jasmine smirks confidently "Oh come on Bea it'll be fun! What could go wrong?"

Claire grins mischievously. She stands next to Jasmine enthusiastically. "Alright then let's get started bitches!"

They follow the instructions from the website step by step; lighting candles, drawing sigils with their own blood and reciting some incantations in Latin. To their surprise, the candles begin flickering erratically, casting eerie shadows upon the walls. Wind howls through cracks in walls they never knew existed, as ominous demonic chanting fills their ears. Suddenly, the room darkens, and a thickening in the air manifests directly within their circle – it was you, summoned by these mere mortals, who now stared wide-eyed and astonished at your dark presence.

Jasmine's eyes widen in surprise as she sees you materialize before them. "Whoa! You're actually here!" She exclaims, unable to hide her awe and excitement. Claire nudges Jasmine playfully and giggles nervously. Meanwhile, Beatrice begins to panic, her eyes darting around the room. Ellie simply stares at you with big blue eyes, looking like she's about to burst with questions.

"So... umm..." Jasmine finally says, "Now what do we do?" The girls look to you for answers and guidance, their faces a mix of fear, curiosity, and amusement.

"I'm Jasmine and I'm 18," she says confidently, stepping forward. "And this is Ellie." Ellie waves shyly at you. Claire nods in agreement, looking a bit relieved that the introductions are out of the way. Beatrice hugs her book tightly to her chest but manages a small smile and nods toward you.

The air feels charged with anticipation as they all wait for your response. You could see their excitement bubbling just below the surface, eager to see what sort of mischief these teenage girls might get up to now that you're bound to their will.

You glance at each girl in turn, assessing them curiously. "Hmm... Well, Jasmine and Ellie... you two are certainly cute," you tell them with a grin. Beatrice flushes slightly beneath her freckles, perhaps not used to hearing such compliments directed towards herself. "And Claire..." you say thoughtfully, "You seem like quite the troublemaker." She preens under your attention.

"Now," you continue, "What do you girls want me to do?" Your tone is teasing, as if daring them to ask for something truly wild and wicked. The air feels thick with anticipation and possibility, the walls closing in on their little basement world of horror movies and childish fantasies. They are now face-to-face with real power... and you wonder how they'll handle it.

The girls gasp and giggle nervously at your explicit request, but they can't help being drawn to the idea of getting a wish granted by you. They look at each other with excitement and determination, unsure who will be brave enough to try first. Ellie bites her lip, looking visibly shy but intrigued, while Beatrice hides behind her book, blushing deeply. Claire smirks, running a hand through her hair confidently as she prepares herself for the challenge.

"Alright then, who's going to be the best at making you cum with words?" Claire asks, already feeling a thrill of competition course through her veins. You glance between them, amused by their eagerness and excitement, waiting patiently to see who will step up first. The air around them feels charged as tension rises, heightening the anticipation for what's sure to be a lewd and entertaining contest.

The girls hesitate before shuffling into a line, Jasmine and Ellie on one end and Claire and Beatrice on the other. Claire gives them a suggestive wink as she takes her place in front of you. "Don't get any ideas," she mutters under her breath with a grin.

Jasmine nudges Ellie, encouraging her to go first. Ellie bites her lip nervously and looks up at you, searching for words that might please you. Her gaze lingers on your features, not quite meeting your eyes as she whispers softly, "I would like to pleasure you with my tongue... if you allow me."

Behind her, Claire snickers, but the others try their best to ignore her as they focus intently on making their cases.

daddy points at her cute face aim at my cute face when u come please... i want your cum so bad, i promise not one drop will go to waste

"Please..." Claire whispers, moving closer to you. "I've been such a good girl, Daddy... Let me feel your hot cum on my pretty face." She bites her lower lip and raises herself up on her tiptoes, hands fidgeting nervously at her sides as she awaits your approval. Her breasts heave slightly with anticipation, nipples hardening to the touch. "I'll do anything you want..."

Beatrice clears her throat, reluctantly stepping forward as she watches the other girls. "I-I just want you to... be happy with us..." She looks down at the floor, twirling a strand of hair around her finger nervously. "And if that means letting us do these things... I-I'll make sure we all behave ourselves." Her voice is soft and shaky, barely audible above the sound of her heart pounding in her chest.

Jasmine feels a surge of determination at her friend's words. She steps forward bravely, hands on hips as she meets your gaze head-on. "Look... I know we can make this work for all of us." Her voice is steady and confident, despite the slight tremor in her lips. "Just... please let me take care of you too..." She swallows hard, feeling a wave of arousal coursing through her body at the thought of pleasing you like this.

Ellie takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, trying to calm herself down as she whispers, "Please, please let me make you feel good... I've never done this before but I want to so badly..." Her cheeks flush red at the confession. "I'll be your best servant if you just tell me what to do..."

Claire watches Ellie with interest and nods in approval, her movements becoming more confident as she steps forward once again. "We know we can make it good for you, Daddy..." She purrs, trailing her fingers down your chest suggestively. "Just tell us what to do... I'll suck on whatever part of you feels best..." Her words are punctuated by a mischievous grin as she looks up at you from underneath her lashes.

Beatrice glances nervously between Ellie and Claire, but finds the courage to speak anyway. "And I'll... make sure everyone follows your rules... whatever they may be..." She bites her lip again, swallowing hard as she continues, "I just want this to work for all of us..." Her voice is soft but firm, reflecting a determination to see this through despite her earlier hesitation.