Xallia Exacts Payment

Anya’s screams in pleasure as Xallia impales your sister’s cunt. You spend just enough time watching what you suspect is Xallia collecting payment for previously suggested contract.

You are mostly disgusted with yourself for allowing this to happen and for how much you wish you were the one wrapped around Xallia’s massive cock. The sexual Qi in the Abbey’s air is enough to make any monk question a vow of celibacy.

Glenda serves as a grateful distraction from you tormenting yourself further as you tend to your new friend. If you both make it out of this sane and free, you imagine you will stick together for a very long time.

The imp’s head never actually touched Glenda. It rolled backwards and down the headless torso’s back before the body fell backwards.

The whimper of sexual frustration from Glenda is what draws your attention to your friend. Uncharacteristically you take over partially for the imp and play with Glenda’s labia and clit until she achieves climax. You had struck when Glenda was already at the edge.

The lust within you has brown as well though, the threat remaining in the abbey any longer keeps you from tending to your own desires. Instead you use all the skill Iona helped you learn in being tender and loving with bringing Glenda pleasure. She is left panting in blissful satisfaction afterwards.

Gratefully leaning into you for support as you help get Glenda standing back up with her robes back in place. You feel her body go rigid and quiet. Abruptly you hear Anya’s scream of climax and Xallia’s grunt of release into the blond haired blue eyed previously lithe svelte virgin vixen.

“What is Xallia doing? I thought-” Glenda began whispering in your ear, but you interrupt her train of thought.

“She is collecting payment for a new contract with us.”

Glenda gasps, “But Anya? Sh-”

“Yes Anya was already primed and ready for Xallia. Our mission comes first and letting Xallia’s old contract against the abbey still stand is a detriment to said mission.”

Pulling away from you Glenda, holds you at arm’s length for a moment and then looks at Anya and Xallia. She only spoke when she turned back to you again, “When did you get so cold?”

You snort, “About the time I saw three fellow sisters begging retched disgusting horrible centipede demons to impregnate them. I will have nightmares about them for the rest of my life now, thank you.”

As if following your debate Xallia finishes collecting herself. Leaning into her is Anya who has her arms wrapped around Xallia. “She is right, they are retched and disgusting little creatures. They absolutely are without any purpose even in the demiplanes of Hell.

“You should worry less, it behooves me to help you maintain a good opinion of me. To that end, Anya’s mind is as free as is yours. If her will is great enough, she can exact whatever she wants. Though, such as the both of you, she will soon find herself marked and pregnant.”

Anya gasps but does nothing to separate herself from Xallia, as if the demon’s skin exuded a **** of which the sister failed to get enough. “But the imp said… He promised me-”

Xallia giggles clearly amused and mostly at Anya’s expense. The moment she realizes that though the giggling dies down as Xallia does try to comfort the recently sacrificed sister.

“The toad promised what.?. That you were the only one for him? That he would take you home and raise a demon family? on a demon farm? With a black picket fence?

“I am sorry love but my kind are notorious for lying unless you get us to sign a binding contract. If he chose to be different as I have, he would have taken you somewhere other than this stairwell to lay with a magnificent lithe svelte beautiful young elven woman such as you.

“The only way to have a family such as that is here on the Prime Material.”

The curly long blond hair framing Anya's face like a lion's mane only serves to accentuate her deep blush from the appraisal of her by Xallia. You think that she may be learning because she refused to liken Anya to a cattle farm animal to be breed. Though you have little doubt that is what was done.

“What about you?” Anya does take a step towards you and away from Xallia now, both Xallia and you note her display of mindfulness. Xallia had said she valued those who have cultivated their will enough to defy her. However, here and now it may be problematic; Maybe that is always the case though.

You can see in the way Anya’s muscles shiver that her body wants to cave back into the succubus’s body. It was a largely trivial expenditure of will but a good experience for your sister all the same.

“Doesn’t that mean you are lying too?”

You get the impression from Xallia’s long drawn out sigh that she dislikes repeating herself. You have read of other individuals with ancient lifespans displaying similar traits, so you have to wonder how old she is really.

Glenda saves Xallia’s temperament for now, “Xallia has displayed her allegiance to us. We are grateful you gave your virginity to her because that separated Xallia fully from those who are attacking the abbey.”

Xallia smiles warmly at Glenda and you both with genuine gratitude. “Thank you loves, yes as my Glenda has said I choose to experience something different than what most demons choose to want.

“We are on our way out and want to take you with us Anya but you have already displayed the will necessary to leave if you wish.”

Anya stares at Xallia in confusion, “I have?”

“Yes, but you are faced with two choices. One, stay here and let another demon find you. Or two, come with your fellow sisters and I and leave this place. My Sabine has a quest given to her by your War Mother… I would think the War Mother should want you to help Sabine.

“That is if the War Mother isn’t getting her brains fucked senseless and into submission by the demon Lord Thoros. He did seem a little obsessed with claiming her.”