A Succubus

You give your answer confidently. Succubi are sex demons after all, so this should be a fun time, right? The wizard nods, and motions you to stand in the center of the circle. She begins a chant which starts low and droning before rising in tempo and intensity. A warm wind blows through the room gently, carrying the scent of roses and roasting meat. You blink your eyes, and you aren't alone in the circle anymore.

Before you stands a female figure more or less your own height. Her skin is white; not the white of suburbs but of sun-bleached bone. Her hair is black and lies loose and long. Black horns curve up from her forehead, and her eyes glitter as she looks you up and down, returning your assessment. Her eyes are gold, and slitted like a cat's.

She is full nude, her breasts large and full, standing firm even without a bra. Traveling down her smooth stomach her cock stands to attention, six inches in length and not too thick, though you note precum is already beading at the tip. Suddenly, the wizard calls from behind you.

"Here's the mortal you were promised Tirrkis, do as you will with him, but nothing permanent. And no deals!"

The succubus, Tirrkis, apparently, nods and turns to face you fully. She takes the two steps to close the distance between you, swaying as she walks, her body a single sinuously length that exudes lascivious intent. Just from her presence this close, you feel yourself growing hard. She sweeps you into a kiss suddenly, arms wrapping around your neck. You return it with equal passion, and are lost in her.

She breaks the kiss as suddenly as she started, and smiles at you, one hand resting on your shoulder, the other rubbing the back of your neck. There's barely any pressure, but you know what she wants. You get on your knees before her and eagerly open your mouth. She gently massages your neck again, and again you respond instantly, taking her cock into your mouth and sucking eagerly.

Normally you have trouble deepthroating, but with Tirrkis it's easy. You know she wants your throat, so your throat obliges, and opens itself to her cock. You sit there, your hands on your knees, working her shaft as well as you can with her tongue while she pounds your face. She's being quite rough, but you don't mind. If she want to be rough with you, then that's what you want too.

"Are you ready mortal? I'm going to feed you my cum, and you're going to swallow it all. Once you do, you'll be mine forever, and won't be able to refuse another of my kind. But that's what you want, isn't it? You want to be bound, you want to be a slut forever, don't you?"

You nod eagerly, staring past her breasts and falling into the pools of her eyes, and she laughs, then begins to cum down your throat. It's the sweetest thing you've ever tasted, and you gulp it down eagerly. As you lick the last drops from her cock, she disappears, and the spell is broken.

You fall back, gasping, mouth dry and burning, and feel a strange sensation all over your body, heat and cold and the pressure of invisible fingers. It's gone as soon as it starts, and you look over to the wizard questioningly. She shakes her head.

"I'm not sure what all that was about at the end, don't worry though, it's probably nothing to worry about. If you're too concerned, I'm sure the temple can take care of it."

She repeats some phrases, and you feel the tension leave the circle. "The door's there, I trust you can see yourself out." She turns to go, then looks back at you, "Oh, and do be careful."