To the worst sleep paralysis ever

You throw yourself into bed after taking another shower. That was one hell of a ride—hehe, get it?—you'd believed yourself to have been inside that cave for around forty minutes, but it turns out you were a cock **** for a third of day. If what you remembered was already intense, in what way did those demons fuck you so silly that your head went blank for several hours? Lavie figuring you out suddenly doesn't seem that horny anymore.

[. . .]

You wake up to feminine giggles, and feel a weight on your bed. Your eyes open up to find themselves stared at by two glowing red orbs, mere centimeters from your face. Before you can incinerate or electocute or wipe that thing out of the face of whatever-that-Sanctuary-qualified-as with whatever-power-comes-to-your-head-first, you feel warm, wet lips meeting your own. Softer and more kissable than those of the demon boy. You lose movement of your limbs. In the blink of an eye, you're functionally paralyzed from your neck down.

That wasn't the only effect.

"Pretty excited down there, huh?" purrs a silky female voice as you feel a hand swipe your blankets aside and grab onto your already rock-hard junk, "sleeping completely naked as well. It's almost as if you were waiting to get ravaged by a succubus."

Your vision re-adapts itself to the lighting as you find the figure of a completely naked woman straddling over you. Hourglass figure, luscious lips, perfect, perky tits. You feel it is almost as if she had evolved to make you horny—which happens be the exact case—as she starts to emit an almost suffucating sweet musk, equal parts perfume and pheromones, that makes your eyes tear up with its sheer intensity. It conjures up scenes of exotic orgies and spices before your closed eyelids, as well as making your whole body warm and sensitive. Your dick twitches almost by itself.

The succubus plunges into the kiss again, her unbelievably soft tits pressing against your chest. She has your cock between her thighs, also unbelievably soft. Only the small friction she makes already drives you insane. Her tongue is abnormally large, and it feels almost as if she's lost her car keys underneath yours. This side of mouth fucking, you probably couldn't feel any more violated.

"You taste like demon cock," she teases, a string of saliva momentarily linking your lips to the devilish smile hers were bent into.

The succubus starts a circuitous trip towards your dick. Starting by your neck, she slowly kisses her way through your body. Licking your nipples, feeling the muscles in your arms and torso and kissing your abs, every goosebump-inducing movement closer to the destination than the previous one. Your abnormally sensitive skin feels it all far too well, the trail of little saliva spots leaving a chilly sensation everywhere she went. She's careful enough to brush her tits against your cock as she gets into position. Every single movement and action of that being was somehow plotted with arousal as its end goal. Those glowing red eyes stare at your aching cock as the succubus is about to go all in. She's so close you can even see your dick's faint silhouette through the red glow, and her breathing makes it twitch every single time it brushes against it.

"I don't come for anyone who wouldn't want me, you know," she smirks at you.

The Succubus proceeds to take your head into her mouth. Her tongue works your glans while she sucks the tip, the shaft left to her squishy tits. The feeling of her warm mouth on your sensitive head draws a soft moan from your mouth. The Succubus, enjoying the reaction, stares into your eyes and begins to pump your shaft with her tits and saliva. Eventually, she gives the tip a teasing lick before taking your member in and working her mouth up and down the shaft, her dark hair softly brushing against your skin. She is even mindful enough to position her ass just in the right place so that you can see that moonlit outline in its whole glory. Her demonic tail silences any doubts you might still have as to the nature of the being that was sucking you off at that very moment.

"Does that get you off?" she teases after taking your cock out of her mouth with a *pop* "Does the sensation of a hot, busty succubus sucking you dry excite you?"

You can't help but moan as she pumps your schlong up and down.

She makes a satisfied smirk and takes some time to play with your balls, running that tongue almost as if her mission was to make sure they were completely coated in a layer of saliva. She then licks her way up your shaft and gives the head some more attention, going deeper and deeper down your dick with each cycle, all the while you struggle against your ****-induced restraints. Whatever type of substance she had injected into yout with that kiss, it probably enhanced endurance as well.

"Hmmm . . . I think you're ready now."

The succubus rises up. Your heart starts to pound as you see her figure towering over you, tits bouncing with her every move. She runs a finger along your torso all the way to your cock, tugging it into position. Her vaginal fluid is dripping over it.

"Now, you-"

She stops.

"Wait, that's not possible," she breaks the seductive persona for the first time, looking genuinely confused, "why are you making that face! You fucked all those demons . . ."

She lowers her head into your cock again, taking another lick. Not in the seductive way, but as-if-trying-to-taste-something way, "well, that's me, obviously . . ." she ponders, takes another lick, "tentacles . . . well that's not a surprise. It's a magical construct, though, not a living being, so basically a sex toy with extra steps. Love the place by the way," she says matter-of-factly.

The succubus spends around a minute degustating your big boy. Paralyzed as you are, you can do nothing apart from staring confusedly at her. Finally, upon cursory investigation, she smiles at you again.

"You motherfucker," the succubus says, almost as if she'd just understood a sick joke, "the demon taste disguised it well. Your nearly got me."

You still stare at her. Her dexterity at understanding your paralyzed expressions almost reads your mind.

"You're still a virgin! On your dick, at least. You can't expect me to give it to you so easily!" the succubus says as she taps your still vaginal-fluid-drenched cock with every word. You're so sensitive it even hurts, "you gotta do it like everyone does!"

You got to be shitting me.

The succubus lowers herself close to your face again.

"Find a girl, or a boy that you like, do what you need, and then we can talk again," she whispers to your face.

I'M GETTING BLUE BALLED BY A FUCKING SUCCUBUS! WHAT CLOWN WORLD IS THIS?!

She gets up and jumps out of your bed.

"So long, virgin boy," the succubus says. She has her back turned to you, showing off her curvaceous figure and round ass, "we will meet again."

The succubus wanders into a dark corner of your room and disappears, leaving you alone, still paralyzed, and with an aching, betrayed dick. At the beginning, you were scared at the prospect of having your helpless body used by a sex-crazed demon thing for their own pleasure, but the succubus was right, she didn't come for anyone who wouldn't want her. Now you can't help but be pissed off. What kind of sick fuck did that? You can't even move your own hand to console poor little guy downstairs because you're still fucking paralyzed! To top it all off, of all days, that bitch chose the one you decided to turn on the loop to show up, which means she'll probably appear again and **** you the same way if you don't screw someone in the next 24 hours!

You try to sleep the frustration off, since there's nothing else to do. Your junk hasn't gotten over the indignation, however. It stays up, solitary, almost as if waiting for the sick joke to be over. You slowly, and furiously, fume the time away in your paralyzed form. Your fingertips are the first to come back. By the time you manage to get a hold of your hands and feet, the loop triggers and time resets.