Ciri remembers finding the Succubus' lair (MMF, dubcon, mind control)

Ciri wiped the sweat off her brow as finally she managed to cut her way through the thick undergrowth and into a small secluded clearing that hugged a cliff face. She leaned against the rock face and took a long deep drink out of a waterskin.

Scanning the area, Ciri hoped to pick up the tracks she had lost in the overgrown forest. She smiled as she almost immediately noticed heavy boot prints in the mud near where the forest started.

'Two sets of tracks,' Ciri thought as she knelt down to inspect her find. One matched a large boot, and the other... hooves. Ciri scanned the horizon for any type of moment and made sure her sword was at the ready.

Hooves.

Ciri thought to her training. The prints were much too small and light for a Fiend and Ciri doubted any man would be alive long enough to make a boot print if they stumbled upon one. There was only one thing this could be.

Ciri stood and quietly followed the cliff face. The cave was easy enough to find, hidden behind a small outcrop of stone and a few trees. Inside she could hear giggling and the see the glow of firelight.

She reached behind to her sword before pausing. There would be no threat here, no need for a fight. Instead she let her sword sit on her back and made her way into the cave.

It was a narrow path that opened into a beautiful cavern. She was surprised to find the floor lined with thick furs, and a fire raging near the center of the room. On the far side was a makeshift bed, lined with more furs and cushions. The scene would had fit better in a palace not a cave miles from the nearest town.

She stepped forward watching for any movement.

"Well what do we have here?" A soft, succulent voice said from behind her. Ciri spun.

The succubus stood nearly as tall as Ciri. She wore nothing, leaving her honey kissed skin exposed. Thick, dark hair cascaded down her neck, partly covering her breasts. Her lips parted and she ran her tongue over her teeth as she took Ciri in. Her large grey eyes seemed to flash as they ran over Ciri's body.

"I mean you no harm," Ciri started.

"No?" The succubus replied and slowly began to walk around the perimeter of the room. Her hooves patted gently on the fur covered floor. "Yet you carry such a large sword." She licked her lips and stared at the young woman. "Such a pretty thing. Why are you here then?"

"Three men disappeared from the village not far from here. Their families are worried," Ciri replied, trying to sound professional.

A large grin grew on the Succubus's face.

"Worried for nothing," the succubus replied smoothly. "I intend no harm." Her hand ran across the fur bed. "I just needed some new furs to keep me warm and a little entertainment. They may leave anytime."

Ciri's eyes narrowed. "You should make them leave before the village sends someone less willing to talk."

"But they sent you," The Succubus said, her eyes dancing with interest. "And you’re willing to talk...why? The big bad monster hunter normally comes to slay the beast and rescue the prisoners. Did they send you because they thought you would be immune to my charms?"

"No," Ciri said, somewhat confused.

"Do you think you're immune to my charms?" the Succubus said as she stepped closer to Ciri. "It must have taken you days to find me. You poor baby, you must be so tired, your muscles so sore."

Ciri jumped back shocked surprised and how close the succubus had managed to get. She was now nearly touching her.

"Don't," Ciri said in a soft whisper, her head suddenly hazy. She swallowed hard, not sure what was going on.

"I never make anyone do anything they don't already want to do," The Succubus said as she walked around Ciri, taking in her lithe frame. "Such a pretty thing doesn't need a sword so ugly, does she?"

Ciri shook her head as the memories flooded back into her mind. The angry man was now standing in front of her. His belt buckle was at her eye level. She could see him beneath the thin leather pants he wore and her heart skipped a beat.

He was angry. He felt he had been wronged. But Ciri knew how to placate him; he was a man, after all. She looked up at him with wide eyes, shocked she was thinking such things, when another memory came to her.

Ciri knelt down on the cave floor. The warm furs felt like a cloud on her knees as she looked up at the man standing in front her. His hand was in her hair and his thumbs rubbed soft circles in her scalp.

The Succubus’s hand trailed down Ciri's stomach, traveling between her legs and dipping into her soaking wet core.

"Taste him," The Succubus whispered as her fingers slipped inside of Ciri. The Witcheress moaned softly, her hips rolling against the hand.

Somewhere deep down Ciri knew she shouldn't be doing this, that this was some sort of charm, that this was something not in the Witcher journals. Why would it be? They were all written by men, from experiences of men, for men. They would have no idea how a Succubus would affect a woman. They would have no idea how good it felt to have the creature's hands on her flesh. How amazing her body felt. How badly she needed it.

Ciri parted her lips and her tongue reached out slowly as she offered her mouth to the young man. His cock was hard and thick and Ciri moaned in delight as the Succubus found her clit and began to rub the heated bundle of nerves.

The man’s cock dragged over Ciri's tongue and the taste of his sex nearly overwhelmed her. She sealed her lips around his head before bobbing her head forward taking him into her mouth. Her eyes closed and she moaned in ecstasy as she ground her hips down against the fingers between her legs.

Ciri opened her mouth but didn't speak as she looked up at the man. Her mind felt hazy.

"Well, Girl?!" The man nearly yelled.

Without thinking, Cir looked down at his crotch and immediately thought to pull him out. She shook the thought away.

"Your men are safe," Ciri said.

"How do you know?" The man asked, not believing her.

“They fucked me,” Ciri muttered softly without thinking as another memory shot into her head.

Ciri laid back on the bed, her thighs squeezing tightly around the large man between her legs. He was so strong and hard as he drove into her with seemingly unlimited stamina. She cried out as he grinded his cock deeply into her aching cunt.

"So beautiful," the Succubus said, lying next to the two lovers on the bed. She reached over to pulled Ciri's face towards her. Ciri's cheek and lips were covered in cum and the Succubus eagerly licked it off her before kissing her passionately. Her touch was enough to bring Ciri to another mind shattering orgasm.

"Ohh!!!" Ciri moaned, pulling away. She reached up and grabbed hold on to the man as she rode out her pleasure.

"There's so much more to come," the Succubus said as Ciri noticed the two other missing men approaching the bed.

“What?” the man asked incredulously, not believing what he had just heard.

"I saw them," Ciri said, quickly correcting herself. She tried to think but her mind was nearly overwhelmed with the memories of the three missing days. What she had done, what had been done to-

"Took our gold, didn't save our men," The man snorted in disgust. He noticed that Ciri’s attention wasn't with him and he reached down, grabbing her shoulder. "Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

Ciri whimpered softly.

Her eyes rolled back. A hand tightly gripped her shoulder pulling her back and up driving the cock she was riding even deeper into her body. She cried out again as the man behind her pushed into her incredibly tight ass.

"Please," she begged, moaning like a bitch in heat. Her body shook with another orgasm as she was filled completely. Sweat made her skin glow as every muscle in her body spasmed and shuddered with pleasure.

"Please don't stop," Ciri moaned as both men began to move inside her.

The man was taken back by Ciri's whimpering. Her eyes were half-closed and there was a look of pleasure on her face that Ciri was unable to hide. The anger over losing three hard-working men and forty pieces of gold was suddenly replaced with something else.

"You still owe us forty gold," The man said.

Ciri looked up at him, the memories of three nights of constant unending need and warmth filling her mind. She couldn't focus, couldn’t think.

“I…” Ciri began, only to stop. Images flooded her mind. Images of strong bodies pressed up against her. Her legs spread wide, her body aching with need as she was fucked. Her breasts pressed tightly against a man’s chest while another man furiously pounded his cock deep into her ass. Her moans of pleasure muffled as she suckled on another man’s member. The taste of their seed filling her mouth, dripping from her lips as she came over and over again. The unworldly grey eyes of the Succubus watching on in delight as she begged for them to never stop.

“I’ll repay you,” Ciri said without thinking.

“How?” The man asked with a snort. “You have nothing, barely the clothes on your back.”