Lily's New Constituents

Everyone was waiting at the plaza outside the dining hall for the challenge to start, as requested. It was past nine, and Genet was running late.

“Where is she?” Felicia cried in frustration. She’d been looking forward to the challenge all week. She’d kept working on Genet’s list of challenges to watch at night, finishing all three lists with every spare moment she’d had after her “team members” had gotten distracted. But the moment she was supposed to be able to compete, they were left in the air.

She wasn’t the only one getting antsy. Both the Turners were visibly frustrated. Richard’s impatience had been giving anxiety to Aubrey and Stella, and so he’d started pacing the pavilion to have somewhere to direct his tension. Helena was scowling at the door they were all expecting their host to emerge from as Hazel held onto her leash, checking the time once more.

The dining hall door opened slowly. But as they looked over, it was not Genet they saw come out. It was another woman, one with grey skin whose purple eyes flicked from one part of the group to another, the type of look that was claiming all that she saw. She was thinner than Genet, though her hourglass figure was undeniable. Whereas Genet tended towards a teasing encouragement in everything she did, this new woman emerging from the dining hall felt like a quiet demand.

Everything of note on her was purple. Her amethyst eyes, looking at each of them as if she knew everything about them. She wore violet leg warmers and a matching eye necklace, and for a moment as the new woman surveyed them Luna thought she was the eye in the necklace turn to look at her. Her chainmail bikini that just barely covered her bust had a shimmering quality to it, never quite settling between a natural steel color and a purple to match the rest of her outfit. She had a set of small wings coming out of her back that barely moved with her. She opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted.

“Genet finally convinced me we weren't in Hell, and now there’s a fucking demon here.” Helena groused to her bodyguard. She’d been fairly quiet, but Lily could hear it loud enough.

“Ms.Turner, is it?” Lily asked.

Helena flinched. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. You’re another host?”

“I am. Genet had to run a few errands before the challenge, so I’m going to be watching the set until she’s back. Taking care of you all for as long as she needs.” She purred through her promise to take care of them in a way that felt almost enchanting.

“I didn’t think a demon would have any interest in hosting. Are you like…”

Helena had trailed off, but Lily knew from the broadcasts where the question was ending. “I’m nothing like who you’re thinking of. I’m not even a demon, although I could see something like that being good for you...

Your dog path has been frustrating for you, as I understand. I could ask Genet to replace it with something like demon or devil, encouraging a temptation or a punishment transformation or two might be good for you to let loose and find your proper place.” She said it as if offering something reasonable, rather than damnation.

“No.” Helena shut her down and moved from the wall of the dining hall to stand in front of Richard. “I don’t need anything like that. Whatever you are, stay away from us.”

“She’s a succubus.” Ava explained. For once, it hadn’t been her speaking without thinking.

“What’s that?” Helena asked, not taking her eyes off of Lily.

“They’re a monster from Giants & Gauntlets. They come from the lower planes like demons and devils, but they’re not bound to law or chaos like other fiends are. They feed off of sexual energy, and they do whatever is necessary to accomplish their goals.”

“What type of skill set are we looking at?”

“Weak claws, although they won’t use them unless everything else has failed and they need to escape. All succubi have charm effects that allow them to influence people. Most succubi are only danger rating four. Some stronger succubi can influence multiple people at once, or shapeshift, or influence people’s dreams.”

“I see.” Helena said, thinking through a battle plan. “If she can multi-task, there’s nothing we can do. But for the others, we’ll split up into thirds. Everyone is either sleeping or able to see two more people at once at all times, and only one person in a group sleeps at a time.”

“You all don’t need to take this so seriously.” Lily chuckled to the contestants around her. “I’m just acting as a host right now. This is a free day you all get before having to endure your challenge. Enjoy it.” As she spoke, she looked around and saw a few people that seemed less jaded. Aubrey looked enthusiastic, while the master and his aide looked as open to her as they’d been to nearly everything she’d seen on their season. With time and the opportunity to prod them in the right direction, I might be able to work on them. Luckily for Genet, she only promised that she wouldn’t mentally influence anyone. I can help her without those little restrictions.

Helena ignored her. “Hazel, take Stella and Richard. I trust all of you to think things through and slow down if you think someone else is being influenced.

"Ava, take Aubrey and Felicia. Since there’s no assigned date today you should be able to choose any of us if the Roid Rage hits you, and if you choose one of the straight girls you’re with, you three might be the best equipped to resist her.

"That leaves me with Maeve and Luna. We’re all professionals, hopefully we can avoid making any mistakes.”

Lily walked forward, extending her arms forward as she stepped into the group’s space. “This really isn’t necessary. I’m just here until Genet gets back. I’m not going to do anything that would upset her.” She turned to Ava, trying to de-escalate one of the two that had spoken most. “On my show, the whole show is devoted to fantasy adventure. My season’s Master is a dungeon master, like you, and so I used his world as the model for the set. If you trust me, I’d love to be able to show you the same kind of wonders.”

“Don’t listen to her.” Ava and Helena said in unison. Hel looked at the athlete in mild surprise that someone other than Hazel finally understood her suspicions, while Ava continued.

“Succubi are personifications of the slippery slope. Everything sounds reasonable in context, but they’ll keep pushing until you're unquestioningly doing what they want. Their biggest weakness is that they don’t understand us as perfectly as they want us to believe. They usually need to lurk in the shadows studying their prey before they engage. Lily here is new, so she’ll make mistakes like not remembering what a gauntlet master is called.”

“That’s a good tip. Keep an eye on each other, don’t sleep unsupervised, and if you feel suspicious, quiz each other.” Helena took the lead back. “If anything feels off but you’re not sure why, text Ava.”

Ava and the blondes left first, Felicia taking the group down to the athletic complex. Before Helena’s group left, she wanted to speak to her bodyguard for a moment. “Hazel?” She said, getting her attention.

Hazel escorted her with the leash to one side of the building so they could privately. “Yes, Ma’am?”

“I wanted to make sure you know that when I put us into different groups, I’m not trying to push you away. He’s just the biggest target, and I want to make sure someone’s there who can handle it.”

“I understand.” Hazel kissed her partner’s forehead, reassuring her that everything was alright. “Sending me out on assignment is different from giving me away. I’ve never had a problem with that.”

They went back to the others, and Helena’s leash was passed off to Luna so they and Maeve could leave for the library together. Richard’s own group left for his house.

Lily was left in front of the dining hall, her substitute cast having rejected and abandoned her. The succubus let the welcoming smile that’d been plastered on her face drop. “I shouldn’t have let the Turner girl regain her footing. Here I was, trying to be nice to them.” She muttered. “But fine. We can do this the hard way. Genet better thank me for this.” She stormed back into the dining hall and up to Genet’s apartment to start planning.

***

The day passed uneventfully. The girls at the athletic complex spent some time exploring and working out together, while the library group read and Richard’s group ended up playing Go Fish and Crazy Eights, since they all knew the rules well enough. The last trio went to the kitchen and brought lunch and dinner to everyone, keeping up their system throughout the day. Most people began to let their guards down when the evening approached and nothing had happened yet. And that’s when the trouble began.

***

“You mean everything to me.” Richard gasped as he stirred his cock inside Aubrey. They were in the Pomegranate Cottage, and the love of her life was making love to her amongst the gleaming gemstones that kept the bedroom in permanent twilight.

He rained gentle kisses down on her; from her neck, to her arms, to the slight crest of her breasts. He was always so gentle and loving to her. Her heart swelled, knowing that they had the rest of their lives to spend together. And nothing could ever come between them.

She lightly tugged on Richard’s shoulders, urging him to lower himself to her. He went with her pull, moving perfectly like he was reading his mind.

“I love you so much.” She said. Aubrey traced her nails down his chest, feeling his muscles as he thrust into her. He’d always been good looking. He’d swept her off her feet when she needed him most the day they met. But in the year and three months they’d been apart he’d gotten stronger. Watching the muscles flex as his pelvis moved… her knight in shining armor had trained for her.

“I love you too. I’m so sorry that you ever had to go a day without me. I promise, we’ll spend the rest of our lives making it up to you.” Richard leaned down to kiss her again, but something was wrong.

“We?” Aubrey asked in trepidation.

Luna, his best friend, came into the room from the hallway. She looked confident and proud, strutting through their bedroom. “Hey, Aubs.” She coaxed the blonde into focusing on her as she came into the room.

That’s not yours! Aubrey grew outraged at Luna’s audacity. She was his Aubs, even if he wasn’t ready to use it again yet. As Aubrey concentrated less on her boyfriend and more on her roommate, it was clear that she had even less reason to trust her.

Luna was wearing a white negligee that as she moved and stretched she was close to falling out of with its tightness. The idea of Luna getting to be the one wearing white, that she was tarnishing the white like that…

When Luna sat down on the bed next to Aubrey and her boyfriend and reached over to place a hand on each of them, Aubrey shoved her off the bed.

***

Lily paused it, as she tried to reconsider. “Let’s see. Genet needed his girlfriend to accept him with other women. I thought those two had been getting along better, but maybe they’re not ready for that.” She ran through the list of other contestants, panning through some of Genet’s footage for ideas.

“Maybe Helena for someone she trusts? Not quite, the stepsister’s been too clear that she doesn’t want him, which makes her too easy for the situation. Aubrey needs to feel special. She needs to feel like the other women aren’t a threat to her, but that they’ll be supporting her and her Master. I think I’ve got it now, let’s try that again.” Lily flicked in a stream of orange and black as she rewound to a moment earlier.

***

“I love you too. I’m so sorry that you ever had to go a day without me. I promise, we’ll spend the rest of our lives making it up to you.” Richard leaned down to kiss her again, but something was wrong.

“We?” Aubrey asked in trepidation.

As she asked, Maeve walked in wearing a dark negligee. “Hey, sweetie. I see you’re having a good time there.” The therapist said nonchalantly as she looked between Aubrey and her patient.

“M-Maeve? You’re alright…being here?” Her directing the question to Maeve was staggered, partially by her trying to suppress a moan as Richard made love to her.

“I am if it’s for you.” The older woman assured the blonde. “I couldn’t stop what happened to you two the first time, so I want to make sure you never have to worry about it again.” She kissed Aubrey on the forehead before sitting back up and pushing on Richard’s ass, bringing him closer to his girlfriend and plunging him deeper unto her.

Everything is perfect.

***

Aubrey was moaning in her sleep as the best friends leaned over her on a wrestling mat.

“Should we try to pull her out?” Ava asked, consulting the Fiend Folio she’d brought with her to see if the book had any suggestions.

“I don’t think we need to.” Felicia suggested. She was continually checking Aubrey’s pulse.

“What do you mean? She’s been caught by a succubus!”

“And physically, she’s fine. Lily’s just subbing, right? She won’t want to do anything permanent to us. Odds are Aubrey will wake up having had the best dream of her life and not much else tomorrow morning. Just to make sure, we can keep taking turns monitoring her and wake her up if necessary.”

“Fine.” Ava reluctantly agreed as she knelt down opposite Felicia and used two fingers to find Aubrey’s pulse in her wrist.

***

Back at Genet’s flat, Lily smiled. “As I thought. That’s the first one advanced there. She’s not fully sharing him yet, but she accepted another woman in their bed. Genet can take advantage of that when she’s back.”

***

“Do I need to hold you still?” Maeve asked. She’d pinned Luna to the bed but the latina was making it a struggle, bucking up and grinding against the older woman as they wrestled nude in the torchlight of the Stone Cottage.

“You don’t need to, but you should.” Luna replied smarmily. But there was something itching in the back of her mind.

Maeve looked like she was thinking before the grinding bumped a hair out of place. The moment decided, she let her weight drop.The plushness of her legs enveloped Luna’s lower body. Luna was still bucking up with what strength she had, but it was a token effort. Both of them had Luna exactly where they wanted her.

Maeve stopped what she’d been doing so they could kiss, still bearing down on her with her thighs but allowing Luna’s hands free. Luna’s fingers went to the edges of the other woman’s breasts, feeling for the spots that would make her moan.

“Mmmmmm!” Her efforts were rewarded.

After Maeve had had a moment to breathe, she spoke quietly into Luna’s ear under her: “I’m so glad I said yes.”

When did she say yes? She told me she needed more time…

“Do you think we should bring Master in here?”

She calls him Richard. This is hot but… what’s happening? Luna tried to remember how they got here. The last thing she remembered was Helena in the library with her. Before that…Ava. This isn’t real. I’m in one of the dreams Ava warned us about. Should I try to break out?

“I don’t think she’s ready for her Master.” Helena said as she strode in, her neck bare. All she was wearing was a partially undone blouse, her pants and suit long gone and her slit exposed. “Clearly she needs some more time with her Mistresses to help break her in properly.”

Maeve simply nodded to the redhead before turning back, directing all her attention to the woman under her.

Hel can’t be here. This is obviously a dream. But if Lily is concentrating on me, then she can’t give a dream to anyone else, right? Clearly the responsible thing to do would be to stay here…

***

Helena Turner crawled through the library as she’d been coming back from the bathroom. They’d been hesitant to split up, but watching someone that was asleep had been decided to be more important than sticking to a pair. She came back to Maeve sitting upright on the floor of the library hallway. The therapist was flushed, taking deep breaths.

“Why did you leave her alone?” Helena asked, trying to keep the irritation out of her voice. I picked her for her reliability.

“I couldn’t stay in there.” Maeve answered quickly, staring at the ceiling. “She’s talking in her sleep.”

“I’ll take care of it.” Helena grumbled as she crawled into the fantasy section where Luna had taken the first rest. What greeted her when she came in changed her mind.

“Oh, Hel, please! Sit on my face!”

Helena whirled out of the room. She sat down next to Maeve. “We’ll wake her once she stops talking.”

***

Lily sat back, surprised but pleased. It hadn’t gone perfectly, but she hadn’t needed to adjust like for Aubrey. “The girl even added the ‘Mistress’ bit on her own when I brought in Helena. That part was too easy after how many times she'd expressed interest. I couldn’t get her to accept ‘Master’, but she seems like she doesn’t need as much encouragement. After I’m gone the others should be able to help ‘break her in’ for real. Let’s see how our honorable congressman is doing.”

The succubus moved her attention to the master, who Genet had set up the bet with.

***

The master’s cottage had become a den of debauchery. He’d noticed at the beginning of the round that his new bed was big enough for four or five people to lay on it without touching. That size was being tested today, as everyone on the island save Genet was in his bed.

Luna was on the far left of his bed, barely responsive as Maeve kissed her neck. She hadn’t done anything more than moan for a while, buoyed along by Maeve’s ministrations and his own stamina. He’d offered her another three orgasms before cumming inside her, but something had let him get back up faster than he was used to.

Aubrey had taken a load too, and had managed to fall asleep satisfied despite the noises around her.

Felicia had run out of patience though, outraged at having to be third. “I’m done waiting for you.” She fumed, pulling on his arm to drag him down to where she was waiting in the middle of the bed. “I need you to fuck me, as hard as you can manage.”

He smirked down at her, twisting out of her grip and pinning both her arms down with one hand. Her bravado tempered, she silently watched, waiting to see what he would do next. He used his other hand to explore down to her slit as he maintained eye contact with the blonde. He let his eyes slip for just a moment to look at the other women waiting for him. Stella, Ava, Ata. Hazel and Helena had stopped what they were doing to watch him. This feels off. Hel needed a blindfold last time. Something is wrong-

***

Felicia had run out of patience though, outraged at having to be third. “I’m done waiting for you.” She fumed, pulling on his arm to drag him down to where she was waiting in the middle of the bed. “I need you to fuck me, as hard as you can manage.”

He smirked down at her, twisting out of her grip and pinning both her arms down with one hand. Her bravado tempered, she silently watched, waiting to see what he would do next. He used his other hand to explore down to her slit as he maintained eye contact with the blonde. He let his eyes slip for just a moment to look at the other women waiting for him. Stella, Ava, and Ata were all watching in fascination. Wait, why is Ata here? Something’s wrong. He felt a moment of deja vu and let Felicia go so he could figure out why. Trying to piece things together, he decided to ask the shopkeeper for advice. “Ata, what’s ha-”

***

Felicia had run out of patience though, outraged at having to be third. “I’m done waiting for you.” She fumed, pulling on his arm to drag him down to where she was waiting in the middle of the bed. “I need you to fuck me, as hard as you can manage.”

He smirked down at her, twisting out of her grip and pinning both her arms down with one hand. Her bravado tempered, she silently watched, waiting to see what he would do next. He used his other hand to explore down to her slit as he maintained eye contact with the blonde. He let his eyes slip for just a moment to look at the other women waiting for him. Stella and Ava were quietly watching, waiting for their turn to come. The bed wasn’t as crowded as he remembered it being. I must’ve just gotten carried away.

Annoyed at how long he was taking, Felicia demanded his attention again. “You’re mine. Stop paying attention to the others while you’re on top of me.”

“You’re right.” He apologized, before moving his concentration back to the hand that had been exploring her body. He opened her lower lips and plunged in, listening with pleasure as she gasped. “You-you… you fucking animal.” She could barely get the words out. It was exhilerating, but he still felt like something was wrong. He looked back at Stella and Ava. The demure chef was still quietly watching, like she couldn’t take her eye off of them as Felicia made her token efforts to maintain dominance. Why does she like this? She usually hates when Felicia and I get loud, let alone…this. He slowed down and could hear Felicia asking him why, but he wasn’t listening. How did we all get here? I was with Hazel and Stella all day and now Hazel’s gone. He tried to remember why he’d been hanging out with those two, and Hel and Ava’s conversation this morning popped into his head. This isn’t real.

***

He woke to the Master’s bedroom, and everyone was gone. Everyone except Stella. She was sleeping peacefully in his arms. The pale purple light of the full moon illuminated the bedroom, revealing that everything was as he should expect it to be. There was no Luna, overwhelmed by his lust and stamina. His girlfriend was peacefully sleeping in her own bed, and he’d have a chance to see her at least once at breakfast tomorrow before the challenge. Ava and Felicia were off in their own beds as well, his first times with them likely on the horizon but waiting for their own pace.

That was an insane dream. I know I’m nervous about the challenge tomorrow, but Genet can’t be replaced. She assured me of it.

Ava and Helena working together, everyone trying to distance and verify that we were who we said we were? A succubus manipulating us? I should bring this up to Maeve tomorrow to see if she knows what it would mean.

He looked around the room again. The purple light of the moon cast a gentle glow over the space, assuring him that everything was fine. He could go back to sleep. He hugged Stella tightly, hearing her murmur slightly, before turning over on his side. Glad that none of it had been real, he drifted off to sleep once more, shepherded by the lavender moon.