"How... Rough... Do You Get?"

Kirika's right eyebrow raises so high in response to your mutter question you expect it to fly free of her forehead. Your face burns so hot from your shameful curiosity that you are fairly certain it could melt ice.

What is wrong with you? Why would you ever ask a Succubus a question like that? Is it something to do with their powers over men? Do you have **** but to surrender to your desires? Did your experience with Liliana put the idea of enjoying the feel of being dominated in your mind? It is true that, even taking your previous lack of sexual experience into account, the feel of being under her control had felt so... good but again, was that just because of a Succubus' pow--

Your internal debate is cut off as you feel a hand on your cheek. You had been so caught up in your own mind so much that you had not noticed when Kirika opened the door, entered the cell and now stands mere inches from you, her fingers stroking the side of your face as she says, "That's quite the interesting question to ask in this situation."

A surprised scream escapes your lips and you fall over onto your back. Reacting quickly, Kirika pounces on top of you, grabbing your wrists to hold you down, laying her body flat against yours as she grinds her tits against your chest and her cloth obscured crotch against yours. You cannot stop the aroused, panicked look that comes to your face as Kirika's green orbs hungrily drink it in. "But to answer it," she continues, "I can get a liiiittle rough if I wanna be. Especially with a super cutie who reeeaaallly wants a woman to dominate him."

Before you can protest, she presses her lips against yours, kissing you forcefully. You grunt in muffled surprise, your eyes widening as her tongue effortlessly forces your mouth open so she can rub it against yours. If the feeling of her soft, warm flesh humping up against yours was not enough to get you hard, her kiss certainly was as you find your traitorous penis responding, poking against the Lunensis' stomach. At the same time, you find yourself responding to the kiss, your tongue meekly pushing back and exploring Kirika's mouth in turn when she allows you to do so.

Eventually, she breaks the kiss, leaving you a panting, red faced mess, a string of drool connecting your mouth to hers before she sits up fully. Using her hips to pin yours down, her hands trail down to your chest, her left hand resting on your chest where you feel the slightest prick of her fingernails (or maybe hidden claws, you realize). "Keep your arms by your sides," Kirika purrs, "Or I... scratch."

The playful way she says it makes you uncertain if she will seriously harm you should you resist but, at the same time, how effortlessly she holds you down is a quick reminder of how much stronger than you she is. Besides... as shameful as having done so makes you feel, you have surrendered your body to her for now.

Her right hand travels lower, pushing aside your loincloth to reveal your throbbing, rock hard member before she pushes aside her own to reveal her dripping wet slit framed by a small bush of black hair with white patches. "Such a good boy," Kirika coos, "Already nice and hard so we don't have to waste time..."

With that, taking only a second to adjust your manhood so that it is at the right angle, Kirika all but slams herself down on your rod. Your breath catches in your throat, the all but overwhelming pleasure momentarily knocking the wind out of you as the wet tightness greedily clenches around your entire length. The small remaining part of your mind capable of rational thought in that moment is amazed that you do not blow your load then and there. Yet even that part is washed away by the sensation of Kirika moving herself up and down your length, fucking you mercilessly and pausing only occasionally on a downwards thrust to grind her hips back and forth to cause a different sensation.

"Look at you," Kirika taunts as she continues to ride you, an odd mix of aggression and what almost sounds like affection in her voice, "You really do like this, don't ya? You like a woman holding you down and fucking your brains out. A little fuck boy to be used whenever a woman wants. I bet you'd do aaaaaanything a woman wanted you to do if she promised to throw you to the ground and ride your dick until you spewed aaaaallllll inside her."

You cannot stop your panting and moaning caused by her stimulation as her flesh loudly slaps against yours each time your cock disappears deep into her depths, but you do turn your head to the side, a blush of shame forming at your cheeks despite the lewdness of the situation. Kirika's left hand slides up from your chest to your jaw, grabbing it just firmly enough to **** you to look back at her. "Hey now," she purrs, "you're adorable when you're all bothered and shamed like that but don't feel bad. It's normal for some guys to want it this way. And I'll give it to you this way whenever you waaaant. You just have to do two things..."

Kirika suddenly pauses in her motions, leaving you buried to the hilt, and you become aware of two things. The first is that, at some point she must have removed her top as her bare breasts dangle above you, the almost jet black nipples on her chest jutting out sharply. The other is that the tip of her tail has changed, the fur having drawn back from it as the flesh has rearranged into a phallic shape. "Don't try to escape," she continues, "and... say 'aaaaaaaaah'."

"W-what are you do--MMMGH!"

While your words are not "aaah" they seem to have sufficed for Kirika's needs at the phallic tipped tail strikes, forcing itself into your open mouth and cutting off your protests. Your blush of shame intensifies, the thought of biting down not even coming to your mind as your tongue reflexively moves along the underside to try and push it out but only seems to make Kirika shudder in pleasure instead. "Dooon't worry," she giggles, "It's not like your dick in me. I'm not gonna make you swallow anything weird this time, as cute as that'd be. Just think of it like a dildo that makes us both feel gooood."

You try to ask, "What's a dildo" but it comes out more like, "Mafs ah gigo?!"

Then your ability to ask even muffled questions is lost as Kirika resumes the motions of her hips, now fucking you twice as hard as she was before while her psudo-cock tail suddenly begins moving in and out of your mouth, bumping lightly against the back of your throat. Why does the pleasure feel even more intense now? Is it really as Kirika said? Do you really like being treated like this?

You can easily imagine how you must look from her perspective. Weakly moaning around the length in your mouth, eyes glazed as you look up at her with aroused shame as your traitorous hips move to meet the motion of hers, your entire small frame shuddering helplessly as you feel the tingling need in your cock building, your orgasm drawing ever closer by the second.

Kirika seems to have gotten more into it as well, the Lunensis Succubus no longer taunting you as she bounces up and down faster and faster, her own face growing flush as she bites her lower lip and grinds against you more intently. Suddenly, she pushes down one final time, her spine stiffening and her eyes opening wide as she all but screams at the top of her lungs. Her insides begin rippling against your cock much more intensely, milking you hard as, at the same time, the tail cock suddenly pushes in deeper and forces its way into your throat with a wet clicking noise.

You, in turn, are treated to the sudden sensations of your air being briefly cut off even as your manhood begins to spill its load up into Kirika's waiting womb. The lack of breath forces you to feel your release even more intently, your head swimming even before the second half of your orgasm causes a portion of your life energy to join your spunk inside Kirika's body.

Kirika licks her lips contentedly as her orgasm winds down, your body shaking beneath her as you finish your own release and the feeling of intense tiredness grows within you. The Lunensis pulls her tail out of your mouth and throat, causing you to cough and gag as your tongue lolls out of your mouth and your eyes roll back ever so slightly. She looks down at you, bringing her tail tip to her mouth to slowly lick your saliva off of it.

"Now rest," she says, "And we can have some more fun later."

Ironically, even as your consciousness fades, your mind clears just enough to have several thoughts. Is this REALLY what you want? It would be so easy to just listen to Kirika, stay here and do what she wanted to do to you.

Yet... something inside you still resists. Something inside you still wants to escape, to find your way home.

But you can think about that after you wake up from your sex-induced nap.