A brief exposition and a gift of the heart

As the squirming of the succubus under you continues you reach out with your innate magic and create your pocket dimension. A portal snaps open and you look around. “I need to deal with this unruly deamon **** now. Anyone uncomfortable or uninterested should step through the portal. Illenwyn, your castle is beyond the gate with your people. I may have made some modifications to the architecture, and I have some things I would like to discuss about our people soon. Ignar, your smithy has been incorporated into the castle and I suggest you go make sure everything is to your satisfaction. I have some requests I would like to go over with you. Now everyone not sticking around to witness the debasing of a deamon lord please take the Dragonite with you when you go through.”

You then devote your full attention to the carnal incarnation under you as you feel the hunger in your groin rise up.

With Sephillia pinned under you you have to rely on senses other than sight as you maneuver while keeping her pinned. At first you are unsure how to deal with her metal garments. Then a surprise, your initial impression that she is wearing magical BDSM gear was more correct than you knew. Her garment is an alloy of Dragonite and some unknown metal. The metal has some very interesting properties. First of all is it’s ability to shift form. Currently it is compressed and displacing much of its mass to look like a woven metal swimsuit. Judging by what you can feel throughout the control interface there is enough material for several suits of full plate armor. The is also a feature to allow one to exert control over the wearer. You have to suspect that Sephillia would have offered you a suit of custom unbreakible armor that would have quickly become skin tight prison giving the power bottom further control over you.

Ya, not going to happen. You quickly run through armor and reset all control to you. It actually takes very little to trigger a control switch and then lock it in so no one can change who owns this magic armor not even you without a lengthy ritual. In fact, it is so easy you have to take several progressively closer examinations of the magical armor. Finally, it clicks. The armor is alive and she was made specifically to look like a trap carried by Sephillia to entrap you. Someone had other plans.

“ Well Sephillia, you have truly been a naughty girl haven’t you? Who did you bring along?” Instantly the sexual wiggling and moving stops. You can almost feel a spike of fear as she tenses. “Calm my pet. I have felt no malice in either of you. Now before I throughly use you how about you tell me what your plan was?”

You feel the succubus go limp under you and you maneuver so her upper body is free of your fur your chest pinning her from the waist down and your forelegs bracket her torso pinning her arms. You arch your neck to look her in her golden eyes. There is caution, no little fear, and some hope. You feel sometimes in your mind, like a cat politely scratching to be let in. You consider for a moment before opening the door. She flows into your mind like warm honey. She is careful as she explores, like a good camper in a park she takes nothing and leaves only the barest traces. You don’t allow her totally free access to your mind but enough to reassure her of your honesty.

The mental exchange takes less than a second and ends in a blink. “My lover and oldest friend” she whispers. You lift a single eyebrow. “Infernus, is similar and different from what you would call Hell. Those you can trust are more precious than any material wealth. Lilelath and I shared much as we claimed the ranks under the lord I would replace. We were together for so long and supported each other. And when we were betrayed she gave her life to save mine. I was able to save her soul but her ability to inhabit a body was damaged. Over the decades I spent the majority of my wealth having this armor crafted that she could inhabit. When I chose to submit myself to you Malgroth would not have let me bring her unless we did so under the cover of this trap.”

She pauses to look at you and judge how you are taking this. You keep calm and don’t jump to conclusions. Sephillia takes a deep breath and continues. “I had thought you would have had less control and been more ruled more by your lusts. It would seem I was ruling you from bellow, and Lileath armoring and binding you. Then Lileath would betray me to you for her own benefit and I would truly be bound as your pet foiling Malgroths plan to control you through me.”

Well that was both tremendously suprising and completely expected at the same time. You can feel truth in her words. “So, I have only one question. Did you truly want to belong to me?” She blushes. “Yes, I have born the weight of leadership for centuries. I have found it tiring and without reward, I wish to hand over that burden and never be given even the chance of having it dropped onto me again. If the only thing people see when they look at me is your bound and helpless sex **** I will be happy. If you make that a reality and keep me as a convenient vessel for your lust and an incubator for your young I will be content for the rest of my days.”

You figure you will need to keep an eye on the former ruler as old habits die hard but for now you figure you can take her up on most of her offer.