Give yourself to Xallia

You hate the idea, but there's nothing for it. You put down your sword, remove your gauntlets and begin to disrobe almost mechanically. Xallia steps forward quickly - causing you to start - and gently takes your hands in hers. She starts to massage the backs of your hands with her thumbs and says, "Just relax, dear Sabine. I'll take care of everything."

Xallia pulls you close, letting her bare breasts press against the front of your gown. Now you can smell her; she smells like the most intoxicating incense, yet underneath that is a hint of sulfur. Xallia's fingers are strong and skilled and they soon move to your back, kneading your muscles. It feels wonderful and if it weren't for the solid bulge pressing against your hip you could almost believe yourself to be in Ivona's arms once more.

While Xallia loosens the knots in your neck and spine she whispers seductively in your ear, "You're so lucky Sabine. I'm one of the only succubi here, one of the only daemons who cares about how a woman feels." She kisses the side of your neck and licks your earlobe. "I have all the same parts you do," she continues, one hand sliding slowly down your back and around your flank, heading slowly but inexorably toward your virgin sex. "I know every way to pleasure you. That's why we are such great seducers of mortals."

Your eyes are closed. You try desperately to pretend this is someone - something else, but Xallia won't let you. You expected that she would plant her seed inside you without any care for your feelings once you agreed. Instead she's playing your body like a fiddle and your virgin pussy is hot and wet, your body begging her for more. Her lips lock with yours and you find yourself opening your mouth for her tongue. As her fingers lift the hem of your gown your knees spread on their own like you're some experienced slut.

Xallia's tongue finds yours and begins to play. She seems to have much more control than a normal woman and you think her long, rough tongue could reach your tonsils if she wished. You start to get into this, pushing your head toward hers. She breaks the kiss and you open your eyes, drinking in the sight of your purple-skinned daemonic lover.

Xallia releases you and steps back into the pool. "Here," she says, "sit down at the edge and lie back. Let your feet soak in this pleasant water while I make you a mother." Some part of you is disgusted, but it's a very small part in the back of your mind. The rest of you sits down right where Xallia indicated. You pull off your gown, even giving Xallia a seductive smile as you do.

She strokes her fingers over your perky breasts and says, "Here Sabine, feel this." She takes your hand again, this time closing your fingers around her rock hard shaft. "You feel that moisture near the tip?" she asks, her yellow eyes boring into yours, "You're so desirable, so... sexy - I'm already leaking precum." You blush when Xallia rolls the word sexy off her tongue. You were never supposed to be sexy, never supposed to give yourself to a man. Yet you spread your legs even wider.

Xallia rubs her palm against your pussy, sliding her fingers across your clit one after the next. "Mmmm yes, you want this Sabine. Feel how wet you are. Is this what you want?" She rests the underside of her demonic cock against your slit, letting it sit there and soak up your juices. "You want this Sabine," she says.

"Yes," you moan.

"I would cut off my own horns for your virginity, but I'm ever so pleased that you want to bear my child." She rocks her shaft forward and back, grinding it against your clit. At the same time her hands take hold of your sensitive breasts and start to roll your nipples with terrific skill. You can't help but moan and arch your back.

For countless minutes you lie there, feeling all the wonderful things Xallia does to your body. You lose count of the orgasms she gives you, all without penetrating you even once. At last, in a husky voice, she asks, "You want my seed Sabine?"

"Yes! Oh, Goddess, Yes!"

"Then beg for it," Xallia responds. "Make me cum with your words." As she strokes forward once again she presses down on her cock, allowing just the narrow tip inside you. The head of her cock comes to rest just behind your clit, lifting that sensitive bundle of flesh upward and giving you another orgasm.

When you recover you feel Xallia's cockhead, and through it her pulse. Each beat of her heart causes it to move inside you yet still Xallia hasn't cum. You remember her words and cry out, "Yes, cum inside me Xallia. Fuck me, knock me up, put a baby in my belly."

"More!" she groans through strained teeth. Her hands shift to your hips and lock on with a vice-like grip.

"I want all your seed. Give me your daemon baby - your daughter. Flood my womb!"

Xallia throws her head back and lets out one long, "Ahhhh!" You feel her cock heave and a massive spurt of white hot cum shoots against your inner walls. You try to wrap your legs around her, pull her wonderful cock deeper inside, but Xallia's grip holds both of you in place. Again and again Xallia's cock pumps its payload into your quim and you feel your own inner muscles responding - even if you cannot pull her cock deeper inside at least you can suck the sperm up into your womb where it will do some good.

Xallia pulls out carefully and lifts your ass off the lip of the pool. She shifts one of her thighs under your butt, then uses her fingers till you cum again. She kisses you and says, "Wish them luck Sabine." You realize you're mumbling incoherently, muttering a prayer to the Goddess - a prayer for a child. Xallia says, "Good girl," and gives you another long deep kiss. Your tired body takes command and you black out, your ass in the air and your pussy dripping with daemon seed.