Sort of

The demoness stares at you.

“Shackling you to the wall…That’s no way to treat a guest. Let me help you down.”

Your cock throbs with need. “You’re not going to fuck me?”

“Absolutely not. Oh, I’m sorry I used my powers on you. Give it a few minutes you’ll cool down. You know, I know over ten thousand fetishistic ways to pleasure people, and just about every one is amoral and unsanitary.”

“Um…ok.”

You try to focus on unsexy things. Finally, rational thoughts begin to percolate in your brain.

“So what do we do next?”

“Well, they’re trying to kill you, so we should probably find your friend and leave.”

“That makes sense.” You nod your head in rhythm with her bouncing breasts.

“I should change.”

She glimmers and her skin goes from red to flesh colored. Her wings, horns and tail vanish. She is wearing a leather micro-skirt and no underwear, along with a tight black top and no bra. Her rock hard nipples show through the translucent fabric.

She looks down at herself. “Jeez, I need some new outfits. I bet this is why nobody in hell takes my philosophical comments seriously.”

You just nod, trying not to stare.

“Follow me. I know the layout.”

“What…what’s your name?”

“Call me Syn, one of my first Masters erased my human name.”

“Masters?”

“Yeah, I’m a pretty minor demon, a lesser succubus. If I was stronger the ju-ju with that hideous bird foot wouldn’t have worked.”

“You know I fucked with your mind.”

“Sure. I don’t mind though, greater demons can pretty much rewrite my personality on a whim and have, at least I like you.”

You head upstairs and nearly run into a nun…