The fucking of a lifetime

Your head's beginning to spin. Likely a combination of those powerful aphrodisiacs they applied and the sweltering heat. Sweat begins to flow down your naked body, but it's not just because of the heat...

A succubi sits in your lap, grinding against your dick with her supple rear as she begins to strip off her few clothes. She slowly and methodically undoes each string on her corset, before pulling the thing off and turning around.

She wasn't wearing anything under it. She gropes her own breasts, and you're hypnotised by the sweat-covered flesh, swirling and bouncing along with her every touch...

A pair of thin panties breaks your concentration. The succubus moves from just grinding against your cock to taking it between her ass cheeks and giving you an assjob. And unfortunately, it seems the aphrodisiacs are really kicking in now.

God above, it feels so good! Every bit of your skin responds, giving you goosebumps whenever one of the other succubi touches your sweaty skin. That assjob alone might just make you cum from the pleasure. Of course, the succubi have other plans...

The succubus steps off, looking at another taller one to her right. They grin almost evilly at each other before the taller of the two steps closer and begins casting a spell. You really want the other one to continue her lapdance, any one of them will-

A sudden cold on your dick pierces through the cloud of lust, and you stare at the new addition to it. There's a layer of something cold and slimy wrapped around your dick, and you feel it flowing into your urethra...

Then the succubus from earlier comes back, and straightaway jams your cock into her pussy! It's too good, every little bit of your dick is burning with pleasure! You're gonna cum, you need to!

But you find that you can't.

"That spell of Control Orgasm should prevent you from cumming when we don't want you to. Now, let's have a go at him, girls!"

They overwhelm you soon enough. The cloud of lust is thicker than ever, and you barely notice them licking you all over, sliding their highly pleasure-oriented tongues up and down your body. Some are kissing you all over the face and licking your cheek. There's three pleasuring your cock at the same time - one licking your balls, another rubbing your shaft, and one kissing the tip. You can also barely feel some objects in your ass right now.

The urge to cum is overwhelming. Your head leans back, and you can barely feel anything other than stimulation all over. White spots are beginning to take over your vision, and it's beginning to hurt a little at your dick...

You can faintly hear the words "enough" and "cum". Of course, with your pleasure-addled mind, you barely register them. Then the pleasure ceases all at once. A feeling of terrible emptiness takes over as you want them back, showering you all over with their love, kissing and pleasuring you...

The next feeling that comes is bliss.

You don't know yet, but Control Orgasm has another facet to it - it significantly boosts your semen output. The increase takes effect after the inhibitor, that cold slimy layer, is dispelled. You barely notice it's gone through the blissful feeling of an orgasm, showering them with cum as they try to lick it all up.

They begin taking turns to ride you, fucking you hard and quick before taking your orgasm head-on. The succubi get off you, their bellies bulging with glowing cum before the next one gets on top of you and repeats the process.

Soon enough, they're all filled and leaking cum from their pussies. Globs of it spill out at a time and they're quick to either lick it up or stuff it back in.

Then the tall one, likely a junior leader, comes up to you and... goes behind you? You thought she might want another round, as her belly's all full with cum right now.

You hear chanting. It stops after a while. You feel something being pulled slowly out of you, and it's small and round... several things, actually!

The first one comes out with a tiny 'pop' sound. Anal beads. You've seen them in sex shops. They pull each one out, and each time one comes out, it feels as good as the last. However, while the stimulation is nice, you don't just want but need more!

Something warm presses up against your dick when you're least expecting it. It's round, but a little wet. Lube, probably. Your brain suddenly associates the feeling with... a dick.

"A few of our clients are into futanari. I certainly am. How you gonna take a big fat cock, pretty boy?"

The whole thing is jammed into your ass, short of the inch nearest to the hilt. The chair thankfully prevented it from going all the way in. Its warmth and size fills your ass up, and while you still refuse to admit it much later, it feels pretty nice if a little unusual.

She begins thrusting, slowly and methodically. Your poor anus is stretched by its decent girth, sliding in and out of your ass. The feeling's a bit weird, yet still pretty nice.

Soon a warm liquid fills your ass. She's cumming into you. You expected it to be more like your own orgasms, but the two different holes are wholly different. (Har har har.)

A large round object jams itself into your ass, probably one of those buttplugs you've heard about.

They begin tidying up, undoing your shackles. You expected it to go on for much longer, and leave you incapable of walking. The aphrodisiacs are already beginning to wear off, as your body feels just a little less sensitive. Just a little.

Of course, you couldn't feel the, erm, lack of feeling in your legs, so as soon as you stand up your knees buckle and you fall over forwards.

––––––––––––––––––––––––––––

The tall one carries you over her shoulders to a nice, pleasamt and generally more wholesome room. You're laid on a nice bed and hovered over by the succubi, and given medicine that slowly but surely helps you to regain the feeling in your legs. They suck you off every couple minutes, too.

All in all, not bad. A 9/10 experience. They only seem to do that to proper paying customers who come here for such a thing. If you have the money someday, you'll definitely come back. They don't plan on charging you seeing as they kind of **** themselves onto you, so that's a nice cherry on top. You're not the only one here, you even see one or two familiar faces who 'got lost' and were rapidly accosted by the 'workers' here.

You probably should remain here a while. Let the Sisterhood get tired of searching for you, then return to your normal life.

No plan survives first contact with the enemy. - Helmuth von Moltke, German Field Marshal.