Meeting Illya

I came upon Illya, who was stripped of all her belongings and locked into a set of wooden stocks with metal reinforcements. She was bent at a 90-degree angle at the hip and her feet were also locked into stocks that were fixed to the foundation of her momentary prison. The imps had tied her belt around her face, which held her underwear in place, acting as an improvised blindfold. I took my time admiring her tanned skin, tight body and flowing hair which matched my crimson skin in colour.

Illya was occasionally tugging at her restraints, of course to no noticeable effect. I also noted that her breathing was heavy, and not only from fear. The imps had placed her in such a way that her face was right above the floor where the ritual circle was hidden, which gave me a chuckle. Illya, who had been rubbing her legs together, froze at the sudden noise which so close to her. She took a deep breath and managed to say, “H-hello? Who is there? If you release me now, we can fix this entire situation. I’ll have you know that Captain Claire is aware of my mission here and will send people for me should I not return.". This gave me another chuckle, the poor girl relied on the single person on the planet that I had full control over to come rescue her from me.

“Nobody will come for you, girl.”, my voice was a mixture of feigned pity and genuine amusement, “The dear Captain has fallen under my spell. You will join her soon as my ****, be it willing or not.”. Illya turned her face towards my voice as well as she could and spat out, “Liar! The captain would never fall to the likes of you and your dark magic.”. I rolled my eyes, “I am tired of explaining these situations. After all they say ‘Show, don’t tell’.”.

“What does that even mea-hurgh”, her question was cut short by my cock sliding into her mouth. “Sssh.”, I gently patted her cheek with one hand while the other pulled her hair into a ponytail, “I’ll need your mouth for a while, please do not speak.”. I could feel her tight throat fighting my advance, but she was ultimately unable to resist me. I pushed my cock, which still had Claire’s taste on it, all the way down her throat until her nose was pushed against my abdomen. I took off the improvised blindfold and threw it onto the pile of her equipment, I wanted to look in her pretty brown doe-eyes as I took her.

My cock was still buried down her throat and Illya started to ****. Tears filled her eyes which looked at me with shock and just the slightest hint of arousal. I held her ponytail tightly, using it as a handle to control her head and slowly slid my cock all the way out. She sputtered and coughed, drool was running down her face and dripped onto the ground below. “I like your throat.”, I spoke the truth, her throat felt amazing. “Fuck… you!”, was all Illya could say between her deep breaths. I grinned, “Almost correct, I’ll give you a hint.”, with that I pushed into her throat again and started face-fucking her.

The feeling of her warm tightness around my bulging length was fantastic, only amplified by her verbal protests which came out as hums and moans. Illya’s tears messed up her subtle make-up and a puddle of drool soon formed on the ground below us. Her hands were balled into fists, and she put great strength into her attempts to escape her bondage, with the expected result of her being still restrained and now exhausted. “Oh, how I love your desperation, dear.”, I exclaimed. The effect of the innate dark magic of my Incubus form began to have its effect on her too. Her struggles stopped and were replaced with leg-rubbing. Her eyes, defiant and angry at first, turned into mirrors of her lust. They turned upwards and whenever I pulled my cock all the way out, her tongue was hanging out of her mouth.

This was so precious, I just had to cum on her face. After another few minutes of intense deepthroating which had her almost pass out a few times, I pulled out and finished on her face. Thick ropes of hot cum shot over her face and hair, which she happily received with her tongue out and mouth open. When I was done, I wiped my dick over Illya’s face, smearing the cum around. She seemed to also enjoy the humiliation of this. “You are a natural slut, dear~”, I praised her. “Mnnnh, thank youu~”, she said with an almost feral spark in her eyes.

Came on someones face!
Minor Incubus EXP gained, +400% boost from Demon King's Heart
Incubus LVL increased from 12 -> 13!
New Skill learned! (Summon Succubus)

I took a step back, “It would be a shame to mark you now, there will be time for that later.”, I looked towards the imps who had been stroking their cocks while watching the entire scene, “Good work, boys. She’s all yours for the next few hours. I have work to do.”. Illya blinked a few times while looking back and forth between the group of imps and myself, “What?”, was all she could say before the horny devils descended upon her. They started fucking her ass, pussy and mouth all at the same time, even putting her restrained hands to use to satisfy themselves. “Enjoy, dear.”, I laughed as I left her to her fate. I had some work to do with that new skill of mine.