She needs a spy.

She trailed her fingers across my face. For the shudder of pleasure that went through me, she might have been touching my clit instead.

"Malphas, my rival, rules a mighty domain to the south. I have long desired to see his domain toppled. Now, he is planning something."

Her hand ran down my neck. I was frozen, my skin covered in goose-pimples, desperately trying not to cum. My cunt was literally dripping, droplets running down my thighs in an almost unbearable titillation, and a puddle was forming on the stone between my feet.

"I need an agent who can infiltrate his citadel. My ape-warriors are unsuited to such subtlety. His pragmatism will not allow him to neglect to recruit a talented young succubus. And his lusts will not allow him to pass over such a delight of tender... young... flesh..."

She pinched my nipple and tugged it. I whimpered in painfully acute desire, silently begging her to allow me to climax. Her green eyes were locked with mine, and her cruel smile showed she knew exactly what I was feeling.

"You will go to Malphas's citadel. You will be accepted into his ranks. Then you will find what he is planning, and sabotage it. Then, you will return to me." Each order was accompanied by another eager spasm of my pussy.

She smiled. "And then, perhaps, I will reward you." She touched a finger to her blood-red lips, and then brushed it against my clitoris. I chocked back a scream of frustration.

"You may go now," she said, lying back on her throne. I stumbled out of her presence. As soon as I staggered out of the temple, I leaned back against a pillar and began to fuck myself with my fingers as hard as I couple, oblivious of the howls of mockery that came from the demon-apes who were watching, a counterpoint to my relieved moans. Finally, having exhausted myself, I rested, preparing for my departure on my mistresses errands