Azarath, Baelora and Cyrelia

While I had hoped for more Succubi, I was very happy with my three new minions. I showed them the whole dungeon, including a glimpse at Illya who was still getting fucked by the vigorous group of imps. Illya looked over at the trio of beautiful women with an empty, cum-drunk expression, “You’ve got… you’ve gotta leave quickly…”, she managed to say between panting breaths before her mouth was filled by yet another demon cock. While Azarath and Baelora chuckled, Cyrelia laughed out loud, “Please, my Lord, let me work in this wonderful place.”. All three of them enjoyed the scene and surely basked in the abundant sexual energy inside the room, but Cyrelia showed by far the most interest in the semi-willing gangbang taking place before us.

I nodded, “It seems you have taken a liking to this place. I assume you have all detected the ritual by now?”. Baelora pointed to the floor under Illya, “That one? Of course, my Lord. I assume this place is supposed to be a funnel, luring our unsuspecting visitors down a slippery slope of depravity?”. I was impressed by her wit, Baelora had recognised my plan immediately, “Precisely.”, I confirmed. Cyrelia’s mouth stood open, clearly also impressed by Baelora, “Is that what this is? You are so smart!”, she jumped into Baelora’s arms, burying her face between the taller woman’s tits. Baelora smiled and stroked Cyrelia’s white hair, “Thank you dear, I am beginning to value your joy at the sight of the girl over there. Want me to put you in one of the contraptions here?”. Cyrelia froze for a second, then wiggled out of the taller demonesses’ arms. With narrowed eyes she complained, “We are equals, we were summoned at the same time by our Lord. You are in no position to dominate me.”. Baelora chuckled and raised an eyebrow, “Is that a no?”. Cyrelia relaxed a bit, and a grin found its way back onto her face, “It is a maybe, but don’t push it.”.

‘They really bring some life into this place beyond the rather simple-minded imps’, I thought and declared, “Cyrelia will be the Mistress of the Dungeon then. The imps will mostly stay here, so they will be under your command in my absence. Any visitors who reach this level are to be drowned in an ocean of pain and pleasure they can never forget.”. She was eagerly nodding, her eyes sparked with excitement, “Yes my Lord, I will make sure of it!”. Having been assigned her role, she grabbed one of the paddles off the wall and skipped over to the restrained Illya, “Hi, I’m Cyrelia. What’s your name?”. I left with Azarath and Baelora in tow, as we closed the door, we heard the first echoing *SMACK* followed by a lustful scream. Baelora scoffed, “Remind me to never let her tie me up.”, she asked turning to Azarath. The innocent looking Succubus smiled in return, “Remind me to do the opposite.”. Before Baelora could respond to her, Azarath took a few leaps up the stairs and caught up to me, “What will our positions be, Lord?”, she inquired as she grabbed my muscular right arm. Feeling left out, Baelora joined us and attached herself to my left, “Yes, Lord, what will we be doing?”.

I led the two beauties upstairs as I explained, “Cyrelia has the easiest job in terms of interacting with visitors. By the time they reach her, they would lick the ground beneath her feet at the snap of a finger. The two of you will deal with people whose minds are still awake, so more care is necessary.”. Baelora looked over her shoulder towards the Dungeon, “You made a wise choice then, my Lord. I love her enthusiasm, but Cyrelia doesn’t seem to be… the brightest fire in hell.”. “I intend to make exclusively wise choices.”, I remarked with a confident grin, “You’ve correctly spotted this as one of them.”.

Baelora was intrigued by the Brothel the most and immediately started planning on how to run it ideally. She was smart and organised, so I assigned her as the Mistress of the Brothel. She gave a slight bow, “Thank you for placing your trust in me, my Lord. I will turn this place into the most slippery part of the funnel. Once they reach me, I will give them the exact right push and they will be yours.”, Baelora was beaming as she spoke. I felt very satisfied with my choice.

Azarath and I left her to her machinations and went upstairs to the Lounge. “Oooh, this place is very inviting.”, Azarath marvelled as she explored the whole room. I happily received her compliment, “Thank you Azarath. I hereby name you the Mistress of the Lounge. This does include the VIP-Lounge upstairs. You must be the most subtle in your seduction, but I trust the task suits you well.”. Indeed, out of the three, Azarath was the least outwardly sexy Succubus. She was just as beautiful as them, it was more a matter of attitude. She had kind eyes and a warm smile which, combined with her stunning body, was sure to make anyone visiting the Lounge feel welcome. Azarath was already behind the bar, making herself familiar with everything, “Thank you, my Lord. Our guests will never want to leave and always want to come back.”, she declared while pushing out her chest. ‘What a blessing these three are.’, I beamed inwardly. They might not be significantly more powerful than a basic imp at this point, but their charm, beauty and character would be the central cogs in the machine I wanted to create. I couldn’t wait to see their powers grow alongside my operations here.