Resist

The small room reeked with the pheromones that Demonica could produce, pheromones that stirred both Hauk and Tera to feverishly remove their clothes, to the great enjoyment of Demonica, whose tail was still plunging in and out of Gina’s tight hole.

“Hah! There’s nothing that you can do to resist me!” The succubus’ voice was triumphant as watched the two approach her, the haziness of their eyes signalling that they were fully under her spell.

Soon, Demonica were busy sucking on Hauk’s prick, swallowing it all down her throat while Tera and Gina had now placed themselves behind her, Gina getting her first taste of pussy while Tera’s tongue was attending to the succubus’ puckered asshole.
Demonica could feel her powers grow slowly with each second that passed, most of it coming from the virginal girl that was flicking her tongue against Demonica’s clit.
She closed her as she intensified her oral attentions to Hauk’s rigid member, eager to milk it dry.

But then, suddenly, something changed.
Before Demonica knew what it was that was happening, Hauk had grabbed her head and pulled her of his cock.
“Surprise, bitch!” He screamed as he lifted her by the head and threw her against the door, her powerful frame crashing through it before landing in a pile of wood splinters.

Getting up, she hissed at the blonde barbarian, her wings spread as she prepared to attack him.
Hauk’s response was to grab the heavy candlelight that stood by the bed and throw it straight into Demonica’s face, knocking her over.
While Demonica screamed in rage over his insolence, Hauk shook some sense into Tera, who soon recovered from Demonica’s influence.

By now, footsteps could be heard coming down the corridor, heavy boots hitting the stone tiles.
Getting up on her feet, Demonica cast a hateful look at Hauk and Tera, and then ran down the corridors, towards the sounds of footsteps.
Just a few seconds later, loud screams could be heard from the corridor.

Quickly hoping into his pants, Hauk raced down the corridor and leapt over two horrendously mutilated corpses, both of them former guards.
She was heading for the main hall, and from in front of him, Hauk suddenly heard more screams and commotion.
He reached the main hall just in time to see Demonica fly straight through one of the heavy windows in the hall, glass crashing down onto the floor as she broke through it.
And then, she was gone.

“Damn!” Hauk screamed in rage over seeing the succubus escape, and scanned the hall to find that several of the guests there had been struck by Demonica, women lamenting over their wounded or deceased husbands or lovers.
Behind him, Tera came running, having donned the bodice that she worn under her dress, her crossbow-pistol in her hands.
“Where is she!?” She asked him.
In reply, Hauk simply pointed at the shattered window.
“Fuck!” Tera cursed.
“How’s the girl?” Hauk wondered.
“I placed her in the bed and covered her with a blanket. Her family can hire someone to repair whatever damage that her mind has taken.”
Nodding his head slowly, Hauk looked back up at the broken window:
“I guess it’s time that we contacted a spellcaster.” He said slowly.