Their dynamic shifts

The demoness slowly approached the two, her cruel and terrifying aura filling the room. Serene collapsed to her knees as she cried into her gag. Her words were inaudible but it was obvious that she was desperately pleading with her Mistress. As for Christina, the warrior could feel the witch’s spell lift. Well, perhaps not lift entirely; it was more that the spell itself was transforming. At first it felt like her old senses were coming back to her, like she was waking up from a dream. The memories of the **** the witch inflicted on her rushed back, causing a mixture of anger and shame to fill her. Despite her mind returning to normal, her bonds remained. The girl started to uselessly struggle a bit with them, careful not to draw attention from this new foe.

The succubus sultrily walked up to the mage, running her long fingernails through Serene’s hair. “You have seen what I do to betrayers,” she said as she waved her hand. Some sort of magic portal opened, an illusion that Christina had never seen before. It was like looking through a glass window, a window into some completely other place. The redhead couldn’t see into the magic window completely, given the angle she was at, but she could hear the screams of pain and pleasure emanating from it. Serene, however, had a direct view. Her eyes went wide and she shook her head violently, with more inaudible begging coming from beneath her gag.

“But...perhaps I should give you a second chance,” the demon purred, a seducing sound that sent a shiver down Christina’s spin. Despite regaining her senses, Christina was feeling a sense of wonder and worship to this succubus. The spell that was warping her mind was being redirected, taken over by the natural, powerful magic radiating from the succubus. Her mind wasn’t melted like before, a product of Serene’s more-novice magical skills. Instead, the spell was more subtle when empowered by the stronger demon. She paused her struggling and slowly inched over to the other two, not being able to help herself. She should be running but instead...she just wanted to see more.

Serene was nodding her head furiously, obviously elated at the idea of being spared any further ****. Looking at the poor woman, Christina could not understand why she followed her so dutifully. All it took was the presence of this succubus to quickly turn her around. Compared to the new Mistress, Serene seemed as pathetic as Christina...something the demon took notice of.

“Ah....the pet,” she sang, waving her finger to beckon Christina closer. Like an invisible leash was attached to her, the adventurer could feel her being tugged closer. She stumbled towards her new Mistress, naturally falling to her knees in front of her. Christina didn’t want to comply, part of her still hostile at the succubus. After all, she came here to defeat this evil. So why did it seem so natural to kneel in front of her? To be...in her place?