Inscribing the Earth-gate

Before Krystal could come up with a way to ask this, Adijah stepped through the portal. Sighing, she followed. To her surprise, it didn’t lead to earth, but to another large room. This one was empty except for a rack of sex-toys, which looked small and tame next to the armoury they’d just left.

Adijah began to pull off her shorts in a businesslike manner, and Krystal’s mouth went dry as she saw her commander’s perfect ass.

“Opening a portal to earth isn’t quite as easy as opening one between areas of Hell. There’s a ritual that needs to be done.” Naked, she walked over to the rack and picked up two dildos (which seemed medium-sized to Krystal’s eyes now, although they matched the largest sex-toy she had at home). She tossed one to the private.

“What ritual-” Krystal’s question was cut off as Adijah suddenly lunged at her, pushing her to the ground and yanking off her shorts.

“It’s simple. We need to trace a circle in our love juices.” And with that the elder succubus thrust the toy into Krystal. Adijah was amazingly skilled, and Krystal found the roughness an amazing turn-on. As Adijah’s tail slid into the girl’s anus, Krystal wondered what it would be like to be **** now she was a succubus. The idea was quite tempting, but such thoughts were quickly washed from her mind as Adijah brought her to climax in moments.

To Krystal’s disappointment, the general let her slump back onto the hard stone, turning and beginning to trace a large circle on the floor with the wet tip of the toy. Leaning down made her pert backside stick in the air, and Krystal quickly recovered and crawled up behind her, her red shorts hanging from one foot, and returned the favour with her own dildo.

She’d been hoping to distract her commander, at least a little, but Adijah had more experience with things stuck in her tight pussy than Krystal could imagine, and simply continued drawing while thrusting her hips back.

Adijah came quickly, and gestured at Krystal. “Go on, do your half.” Annoyed – she had been hoping for a longer and more intimate session – Krystal began to draw her own part of the circle. As soon as she was done, Adijah stepped out of the ring of slowly drying girl-cum, dark on the grey stone, and began to cast a spell.

Krystal just had time to pull up her shorts before the ritual was complete and the world lurched around her. As she materialised on earth, she realised three things.

Firstly, she wasn’t in her apartment. Definitely not.

Secondly, she had with her only what she’d had in hell, meaning she was wearing only her red shorts and the small satchel of sex-weapons, and holding a dildo. She was naked from the waist up, and the air on her breasts seemed cold after the heat of the infernal realms, hardening her nipples.

But thirdly, and most importantly…