Chapter 6
by nectar
Just then you notice a droplet running out from the bottom of her skirt, down the inside of her left leg.
Clean Her Up
You take a finger and scoop up the droplet and bring it to your face, glancing at it before sucking it off your finger. The aphrodisiac in her fluids hits you immediately, your cock starts to thicken and rise in your pants.
{if defeats > 5}Your head buzzes and a cascade of images flash through your mind. You lay in an ornate canopy bed, limbs bound to the posts. Kavita is on top of you, holding your mouth to her breast, which you lick and suck as you spurt endlessly into her...You're lying on the ground in a large puddle as several unspeakably gorgeous women take turns mounting you...You are strapped down tightly to an antique sofa as a dinner party takes place around you. Women with shining jewel-like eyes of many colors stop occasionally to mount you, quickly extracting cum from your sore, aching cock, before returning to socialize with their pussies dripping cum...A darkness follows the images, leaving a residue of despair, and when you remember where you are and what is happening, you are breathing hard.{elseif defeats > 0}Your head tingles and an image floats through your mind of being tied to a chair in a dark room. Kavita is riding you and you can't stop cumming inside her. Everything goes dark and you snap back to reality.{endif}
"Idiot." she says as she rolls her eyes.
You lean in close so you are face to face. You run your hand up the inside of her thigh, following the wetness back to its source. She's not wearing panties under her skirt, and she's already dripping wet. She seems to be more excited than afraid.
You pull out your now rock hard cock, all 9 inches of it, thick as a beer bottle, and let it hang right there in front of her skirt.
Kavita glances down, doesn't say anything, and instead just bites her lip.
"I'll have you know, I did my homework. I know who you really are. There are a lot of succubi out there, some are more cruel than others, some more powerful, and there are a handful of ancient ones that lurk in the margins of history."
You continue, "You're one of the bad ones, one of the old ones. You never let someone escape once you've marked them. Which I suppose is how we ended up here. You didn't really give me much choice."
She rolls her eyes, "Your choices don't matter anyways. Your lives are so short. You should be honored that I found you to be worthy prey."
"I was wondering about that. Why me, I'm not anyone, aren't there easier marks out there who wouldn't hesitate to jump into your bed?"
"Let's just say, you are what you eat. I haven't survived this long by feeding on drunks and pervs. Those of us that prey on **** men become **** themselves, and our urges are already hard enough to manage. They become wild and unable to blend in, and they are caught and killed. That you're a doctor makes you a healthy snack, in a sense, even if it does make you a tad obnoxious. Anyways, I heard you had a large cock and were a great fuck. I see it's at least half true." she says as her eyes travel down to my hard cock hanging just outside of her skirt, which has crumpled and slid up her legs, exposing her wet inner thighs.
"So you can be killed. I wondered about that. Maybe I should just lop off your head, or drive a stake through your heart, instead of risking my life." you say with a serious look in your eyes.
"You won't." she replies, without a hint of concern.
"Oh?" you reply.
"Because you think you can tame me and enslave me. You think you know how to use that big cock of yours well enough to make me your toy. You won't, but you're cocky and can't stop thinking about me obediently servicing you for the rest of your life. I can see it in your eyes, you have to try." she said with a confident smile.
You know she's right. You can't resist trying to complete the ritual. The thought of killing a centuries, or millennia old creature of legend seems like a tragedy, even if she is dangerous and evil.
"I suppose you're right. Shall we settle this?" you say with more confidence than you feel. As you speak you push her skirt up a little farther and smack her wet pussy lips with your engorged member, causing her to yelp in surprise.
There is a long moment of silence, during which her lips slowly curl up into an beautiful, wicked smile.
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Twisting Fate
A Hopeless Tale
When an powerful succubus targets Dr. John Munroe, he has but to confront her head on. The odds are stacked against him, but a warning from a friend unveils a way forward.
Updated on Apr 2, 2024
by nectar
Created on Mar 21, 2024
by nectar
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