Undo the manacles binding her arms

Letting her free entirely would likely be a mistake, but surely you can maintain control of the situation with just her feet bound. You imagine that you will be able to build a better rapport and reason with her if she isn't so uncomfortable.

You reach up and undo each of the manacles enclosing each of her wrists.

"Thank you." she says, looking genuinely grateful.

She brings her arms down and rubs her wrists.

"Are you going to let me out?" she says as she motions to her feet.

"No." you reply sternly. "I don't think I can take that risk, yet. If you convince me that you're not going to immediately devour me, maybe I will, but I was told not to underestimate you."

She smiles and replies, "Wise advice."

She then rests her forearms on your shoulders, looks into your eyes, and starts bucking her hips in small motions that take in just an inch of your cock, but forcefully enough that it sends little jolts of pleasure through your shaft and makes your balls tingle more and more.

You do what you can to endure her teasing, and and think about the events of the last few weeks. You realize suddenly that you had underestimated her, at every step. You were just reacting to a series of events that guided you to exactly this moment, each move seemed like the only thing you could do. It was like a well carved path.

"This is exactly what you wanted isn't it? You were hoping I would try to trap you like this. You knew every movement that I made, didn't you?" you say, suddenly feeling dumbfounded and small.

"Obviously. I'm glad you're caught up. How do you think Stacie got that book? How often do you think a 6th century Kama Sutra is becomes available?"

A pang of dread floods through your mind, leaving you stunned and feeling hopeless. How could you possibly out maneuver this ancient beauty? Can a fly trap a spider? A sudden thrust from Kavita, sucking in another few inches of your cock, brings you back to reality.

"So...the ritual. Is it even real? Is it one of your lies?" you say with some disdain in your voice. You're more angry at your own arrogance than at her, really, but it's hardly the time to worry about being fair.

Kavita chuckles, and says, "I wrote that book." she says with clear pride in her voice. "Do you think I would create a manuscript with instructions for enslaving succubi and then send out copies across the continent?"

The dread you felt transforms into despair and anger. How could you fall so easily into a trap like this? Weren't you warned by Stacie and Anton to be cautious? Or was everything they said put in their mouths by Kavita's deft manipulation?

Not knowing what else to do, you channel your rage and lean in, staring daggers into Kavita's eyes. You put your hands on either side of her on the table, and start driving your cock hard into her over and over again, trying to manifest some sense of control over your situation.