Lillian squirmed in the cuffs. She had to use the toilet read bad. However, her pimp, Bengie, had other ideas. He was punishing her for misbehaving. Lillian reflected on how her life could get so bas as she tried to bet more comfortable in the closet of the flop house that her and Bengie were living in. Her father had used similar tactics on her, locking her in a closet to punish her. Thinking about her father, the minister, brought tears to her eyes. No, she growled, she wouldn’t think about him. She had to get away from Bengie. Lillian had been running for so long, first from Saint Paul, then to Los Angeles where she fell with Bengie and his friends. It wasn’t long after that that Lillian was turning tricks fro the pimp.

Settling down again, her legs tingled as Lillian moved; her legs had gone to asleep on her again, Lillian brushed up against something. It turned out to be Bengies whip. He sometimes used it on her when he was really mad or stoned. Lillian barely had her hands around the whip when a felling of shock coursed through her body. A blue light burst forth from the whip that she held. Her latent Uber ability had emerged in the closet. Lillian had turned the whip into a weapon of her own creation. She found that she control the whip like an extension of her body. Like a snake the whip crept inside the manacles of the handcuffs and with a twist and a surge of energy shattered them.

Lillian quickly found the bathroom. Newfound freedom was intoxicating, and Lillian quickly found Bengies stash of money and fled the building. With the whip in hand she felt that no one would be able to stand in her way.

She was wrong, dead wrong. Running down the street she collided head on with a handsome guy knocking both of them flat. When the guy started to protest about her knocking him down, she slashed him with her whip. Damien screamed out in pain. No one struck the Son of Satan. His mind reached out, and grasped her mind and held it like a vise.

Over the next few months, Damien molded Lillian into a servant of his own design. What personality Lillian, who Damien has renamed Lilith, is whatever Damien desired. She remembers little of her past, only what Damien tells her. Lilith is Damiens’ consort and is constantly at his side.

Damien has molded whatever personality Lillian has left, through constant use of his mind control powers. Now Lillian thinks that whatever Damien says is the truth, her loyalty is without question. One of the changes Damien has made to her it to make her act as a vamp, but she directs her behavior towards Damien. All of the conditioning to her mind has made Lillian susceptible to almost any suggestion. To some this makes her seem gullible.

“Damien says that you must be whipped, and look I’ve got one right here.”

Even before gaining her powers, Lillian was a streetwise person. Now that she’s able to turn an ordinary whip, into a flexible shaft of pure energy she’s even more dangerous. Lillian can use the whip to cause a lot of damage. She has also trained herself how to handle the weapon with a deft hand.

Damien has Lillian dressed as a vamp. She wears a leather corset, mini-skirt, thigh high spiked boots, fishnet stockings, and leather gloves. Her dark hair is straight and reaches to mid back. Her hair seems to contrast with her pale skin. Lillian’s whip looks like an ordinary whip, until she activates her powers. Then the whip transforms into a red whip of pure energy.