An epic fail

You jam the nail into the keyhole trying to break the mechanism. You push a bit too hard the nail flips out of your hands you fumble for it, nearly catching it. It falls to the ground. You attempt to block it with your feet, but it rolls out of reach.

"Shit!" You say under your breath.

A nearly hysterical Angel yammers. "Did you get it? Tell me you got it."

"Working on it." You lie.

You hear a creak as the basement door opens. The is a clacking noise of high heel shoes hitting the stairs.

You see the shoe. It is a black open toed shoe with enormous heels. You briefly imagine how sexy you would look wearing them. Although, after a step or two, you'd probably fall on your face.

You refocus on the woman. At first you think it is a trick of the light, but the perfectly feminine leg is crimson in color. The strange color only seems to enhance their beauty. Her toes end in slightly pointed toe nails that are the polished black of a moonless night sky.

She continues to descend. Her bare shaven pussy comes into view. Her ass is round, with flawless skin. A spaded tail protrudes from it.

You realize this is a demon, a succubus.

She continues her descent coming entirely into view. Her breasts are enormous, her waist slender. She looks lush and ready. Then the aroma hits you. She smells like sex and sweet cherries.

It takes you a moment to realize you are wet.

You look up at her face and wild mane of black hair. Despite shiny black lips, eyes filled with fiery lust, and a pair of petite black horns, you recognize her.

"Beth, what happened to you?"

She laughs. "You did. You fucked me enough to make me a cha'asu. Since then I've found so many wonderful sins."

"Can you free us?"

"I'm afraid not I've been ordered to retrieve the two of you and bring you to the black tower."

Angel whimpers.

"Ordered?"

She runs a hand over her flawless lickable abs stopping just above her sex. A symbol is branded into her flesh.

"The witch bitch bound me. I must obey her. Kill her and I will help you. Kill her and I will reward you with pleasures you cannot even comprehend!"

Angel shakes her head trying to free herself of the sack. "What's happening? Who is that?"

You look to Beth. "Can you at least take the sack off her head?"

"I cannot. My mistress was quite specific on this matter."

She grabs you pulling you off the wall, holding you tight. She swings you over next to Angel.

"Of course if you were to manage to grab it, I am under no compulsion to stop you."

You get two fingers on the sack and pull it off.

Angel looks at Beth. Her Jaw drops. "Shit. This is just getting worse."

Beth grabs Angel tightly. "I do have some rather unpleasant instructions if you try to escape, so I'd rather you did not."