The Feast
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Sybil looks at you, her face drawn. “It’s true,” she says.
Vale’s magic squeezes tighter around your throat. You struggle to breathe.
Sybil continues, “I did give up my soul to the Old Ones. I did follow Vale’s orders and spy for him. But I gained something in return. The Old Ones made me a succubus, able to suck the very life out of a man through his cock.”
Your own rasping breaths fill your ears. Vale plunges the dildo in to the hilt and you let out a wavering moan.
Sybil smiles. “Vale doesn’t realize it but I’ve been slowly draining him of his power.”
The dildo stops moving and your breath rushes back into your lungs. Vale gets up and goes to Sybil. His eyes glow red.
“You liar,” he growls. “I’m more powerful than ever.”
He removes a wicked-looking dagger from the folds of his robe. Sybil laughs.
“Going to kill me?”
Vale lunges at Sybil but is too slow. Sybil turns the weapon on the mage and stabs him in the gut. The king’s guards leave their ruler’s side to rush at her from across the room.
“Let’s go, now!” Sybil shouts, hauling you and Jasper to your feet. Jasper grabs a nearby candle and hurls it at the curtains near the door. The black fabric goes up in flame like kindling. The room goes into a panic.
You duck under the flaming doorway and out into the hall. Sybil seems to know exactly where she is going and you find yourself in a narrow storeroom in a quiet part of the castle. You try to catch your breath as Jasper roots around the crates and chests.
Sybil says, “We need to get out of the castle before the guards close the gates. I’ve got a wagon of supplies all ready to go, to be used in a worst-case scenario which this definitely is.”
Jasper hands you a linen dress, having found a set of clothes for himself as well. You hurriedly get dressed and the three of you leave the castle. You manage to get outside without incident. All the guards must be too drunk from the feast.
The city streets are quiet, but Sybil keeps to the shadows nevertheless. After a while she cuts on to the main thoroughfare and leads you to a cart parked there packed to the top with crates and barrels. She climbs up to take the reigns and Jasper joins you in the back. There is barely room for the two of you among all the supplies and you wonder how long of a journey Sybil has planned for.
As you watch the castle grow smaller you begin to wonder about everything Vale said, about Sybil and Jasper and their part in the Order. Jasper has been oddly silent since then, and when you look at him you can see that his eyes have lost their spark.
Ask him about Vale.
Kiss him.
Alone you might be powerless, but Sybil can still help you. She must.
You call Sybil’s name, forcing her to look at you. Her face is drained of color and there is fear in her eyes.
“She’s not going to help you,” Vale says, his gloved fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass and spreading you wide. “She was never your ally to begin with. She’s always been mine.”
You beg Sybil to help you, calling Vale a liar and threatening to kill him in all manner of painful ways, but she only watches as Vale fucks you.
“See,” Vale says. “I told you, she’s mine. I know she’s been spending time with your ‘resistance’, feeding you information and acting the perfect spy. She’s not the first one I’ve sent, but unlike Jasper she actually remained true to the Order.”
What is Vale talking about? Is it possible Jasper used to work for the Order? The dildo hits something sensitive inside you and you let out a moan. Vale laughs. You feel invisible hands tightening around your throat.
“Tell her,” Vale says to Sybil. “Tell her it’s all true. There’s no point hiding anymore. You gave up your soul to serve the Order. You made the ultimate gift of devotion to the Old Ones.”
Sybil looks at you, her face drawn. “It’s true,” she says.
Vale’s magic squeezes tighter around your throat. You struggle to breathe.
Sybil continues, “I did give up my soul to the Old Ones. I did follow Vale’s orders and spy for him. But I gained something in return. The Old Ones made me a succubus, able to suck the very life out of a man through his cock.”
Your own rasping breaths fill your ears. Vale plunges the dildo in to the hilt and you let out a wavering moan.
Sybil smiles. “Vale doesn’t realize it but I’ve been slowly draining him of his power.”
The dildo stops moving and your breath rushes back into your lungs. Vale gets up and goes to Sybil. His eyes glow red.
“You liar,” he growls. “I’m more powerful than ever.”
He removes a wicked-looking dagger from the folds of his robe. Sybil laughs.
“Going to kill me?”
Vale lunges at Sybil but is too slow. Sybil turns the weapon on the mage and stabs him in the gut. The king’s guards leave their ruler’s side to rush at her from across the room.
“Let’s go, now!” Sybil shouts, hauling you and Jasper to your feet. Jasper grabs a nearby candle and hurls it at the curtains near the door. The black fabric goes up in flame like kindling. The room goes into a panic.
You duck under the flaming doorway and out into the hall. Sybil seems to know exactly where she is going and you find yourself in a narrow storeroom in a quiet part of the castle. You try to catch your breath as Jasper roots around the crates and chests.
Sybil says, “We need to get out of the castle before the guards close the gates. I’ve got a wagon of supplies all ready to go, to be used in a worst-case scenario which this definitely is.”
Jasper hands you a linen dress, having found a set of clothes for himself as well. You hurriedly get dressed and the three of you leave the castle. You manage to get outside without incident. All the guards must be too drunk from the feast.
The city streets are quiet, but Sybil keeps to the shadows nevertheless. After a while she cuts on to the main thoroughfare and leads you to a cart parked there packed to the top with crates and barrels. She climbs up to take the reigns and Jasper joins you in the back. There is barely room for the two of you among all the supplies and you wonder how long of a journey Sybil has planned for.
As you watch the castle grow smaller you begin to wonder about everything Vale said, about Sybil and Jasper and their part in the Order. Jasper has been oddly silent since then, and when you look at him you can see that his eyes have lost their spark.
Ask him about Vale.
Kiss him.
Alone you might be powerless, but Sybil can still help you. She must.
You call Sybil’s name, forcing her to look at you. Her face is drained of color and there is fear in her eyes.
“She’s not going to help you,” Vale says, his gloved fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass and spreading you wide. “She was never your ally to begin with. She’s always been mine.”
You beg Sybil to help you, calling Vale a liar and threatening to kill him in all manner of painful ways, but she only watches as Vale fucks you.
“See,” Vale says. “I told you, she’s mine. I know she’s been spending time with your ‘resistance’, feeding you information and acting the perfect spy. She’s not the first one I’ve sent, but unlike Jasper she actually remained true to the Order.”
What is Vale talking about? Is it possible Jasper used to work for the Order? The dildo hits something sensitive inside you and you let out a moan. Vale laughs. You feel invisible hands tightening around your throat.
“Tell her,” Vale says to Sybil. “Tell her it’s all true. There’s no point hiding anymore. You gave up your soul to serve the Order. You made the ultimate gift of devotion to the Old Ones.”
Sybil looks at you, her face drawn. “It’s true,” she says.
Vale’s magic squeezes tighter around your throat. You struggle to breathe.
Sybil continues, “I did give up my soul to the Old Ones. I did follow Vale’s orde
rs and spy for him. But I gained something in return. The Old Ones made me a succubus, able to suck the very life out of a man through his cock.”
Your own rasping breaths fill your ears. Vale plunges the dildo in to the hilt and you let out a wavering moan.
Sybil smiles. “Vale doesn’t realize it but I’ve been slowly draining him of his power.”
The dildo stops moving and your breath rushes back into your lungs. Vale gets up and goes to Sybil. His eyes glow red.
“You liar,” he growls. “I’m more powerful than ever.”
He removes a wicked-looking dagger from the folds of his robe. Sybil laughs.
“Going to kill me?”
Vale lunges at Sybil but is too slow. Sybil turns the weapon on the mage and stabs him in the gut. The king’s guards leave their ruler’s side to rush at her from across the room.
“Let’s go, now!” Sybil shouts, hauling you and Jasper to your feet. Jasper grabs a nearby candle and hurls it at the curtains near the door. The black fabric goes up in flame like kindling. The room goes into a panic.
You duck under the flaming doorway and out into the hall. Sybil seems to know exactly where she is going and you find yourself in a narrow storeroom in a quiet part of the castle. You try to catch your breath as Jasper roots around the crates and chests.
Sybil says, “We need to get out of the castle before the guards close the gates. I’ve got a wagon of supplies all ready to go, to be used in a worst-case scenario which this definitely is.”
Jasper hands you a linen dress, having found a set of clothes for himself as well. You hurriedly get dressed and the three of you leave the castle. You manage to get outside without incident. All the guards must be too drunk from the feast.
The city streets are quiet, but Sybil keeps to the shadows nevertheless. After a while she cuts on to the main thoroughfare and leads you to a cart parked there packed to the top with crates and barrels. She climbs up to take the reigns and Jasper joins you in the back. There is barely room for the two of you among all the supplies and you wonder how long of a journey Sybil has planned for.
As you watch the castle grow smaller you begin to wonder about everything Vale said, about Sybil and Jasper and their part in the Order. Jasper has been oddly silent since then, and when you look at him you can see that his eyes have lost their spark.
Ask him about Vale.
Kiss him.
Alone you might be powerless, but Sybil can still help you. She must.
You call Sybil’s name, forcing her to look at you. Her face is drained of color and there is fear in her eyes.
“She’s not going to help you,” Vale says, his gloved fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass and spreading you wide. “She was never your ally to begin with. She’s always been mine.”
You beg Sybil to help you, calling Vale a liar and threatening to kill him in all manner of painful ways, but she only watches as Vale fucks you.
“See,” Vale says. “I told you, she’s mine. I know she’s been spending time with your ‘resistance’, feeding you information and acting the perfect spy. She’s not the first one I’ve sent, but unlike Jasper she actually remained true to the Order.”
What is Vale talking about? Is it possible Jasper used to work for the Order? The dildo hits something sensitive inside you and you let out a moan. Vale laughs. You feel invisible hands tightening around your throat.
“Tell her,” Vale says to Sybil. “Tell her it’s all true. There’s no point hiding anymore. You gave up your soul to serve the Order. You made the ultimate gift of devotion to the Old Ones.”
Sybil looks at you, her face drawn. “It’s true,” she says.
Vale’s magic squeezes tighter around your throat. You struggle to breathe.
Sybil continues, “I did give up my soul to the Old Ones. I did follow Vale’s orders and spy for him. But I gained something in return. The Old Ones made me a succubus, able to suck the very life out of a man through his cock.”
Your own rasping breaths fill your ears. Vale plunges the dildo in to the hilt and you let out a wavering moan.
Sybil smiles. “Vale doesn’t realize it but I’ve been slowly draining him of his power.”
The dildo stops moving and your breath rushes back into your lungs. Vale gets up and goes to Sybil. His eyes glow red.
“You liar,” he growls. “I’m more powerful than ever.”
He removes a wicked-looking dagger from the folds of his robe. Sybil laughs.
“Going to kill me?”
Vale lunges at Sybil but is too slow. Sybil turns the weapon on the mage and stabs him in the gut. The king’s guards leave their ruler’s side to rush at her from across the room.
“Let’s go, now!” Sybil shouts, hauling you and Jasper to your feet. Jasper grabs a nearby candle and hurls it at the curtains near the door. The black fabric goes up in flame like kindling. The room goes into a panic.
You duck under the flaming doorway and out into the hall. Sybil seems to know exactly where she is going and you find yourself in a narrow storeroom in a quiet part of the castle. You try to catch your breath as Jasper roots around the crates and chests.
Sybil says, “We need to get out of the castle before the guards close the gates. I’ve got a wagon of supplies all ready to go, to be used in a worst-case scenario which this definitely is.”
Jasper hands you a linen dress, having found a set of clothes for himself as well. You hurriedly get dressed and the three of you leave the castle. You manage to get outside without incident. All the guards must be too drunk from the feast.
The city streets are quiet, but Sybil keeps to the shadows nevertheless. After a while she cuts on to the main thoroughfare and leads you to a cart parked there packed to the top with crates and barrels. She climbs up to take the reigns and Jasper joins you in the back. There is barely room for the two of you among all the supplies and you wonder how long of a journey Sybil has planned for.
As you watch the castle grow smaller you begin to wonder about everything Vale said, about Sybil and Jasper and their part in the Order. Jasper has been oddly silent since then, and when you look at him you can see that his eyes have lost their spark.
Ask him about Vale.
Kiss him.
Sybil must have a good reason for biding her time. You endure Vale’s treatment knowing the kingdom is more important than anything he could do to you.
“It’s time,” Vale says.
He removes his robe, then forces you to lie on your back in the center of the circle. The carved symbols feel hot against your skin. He parts your legs and slides a finger along your slit. He smiles when you flinch at his touch.
You see movement in the corner of your eye and turn to see Sybil lunge at Vale. She is thrown back by an invisible force and restrained by several Order members.
“Keep her quiet,” Vale says. “Kill her if you have to.”
The aura of the room shifts, growing darker. A chill takes over you.
“My dear kitten,” the mage whispers. “It’s finally time for us to be together.” His eyes glow red, and his voice is much deeper than it was before. It is as if he has been possessed by something else.
He thrusts into you violently. You scream out in protest but are unable to move. You can hear Jasper calling out to you, telling you to fight Vale’s magic. But you are powerless to do anything but lie there as Vale takes you.
You feel like you are sinking into the floor, deeper and deeper into a trancelike state. Hallucinations fill your mind of horned beasts and burning spires. Vale’s cock fills a primal desire inside of you, and as much as you try to fight it you can’t deny the immense pleasure he is giving you. It looks as though the Order has won.
Epilogue.
Sybil must have a good reason for biding her time. You endure the creature’s breeding knowing the kingdom is more important than anything Vale or his creatures could do to you.
The creature’s coc
k pulses and you brace for the feeling of its cum pumping inside you. Instead, you feel more rhythmic pulses and then an odd heavy feeling like a weight has been placed inside you. Then another, and another. Eggs, you think with horror as the spider-goblin’s ovipositor slides out of you.
You let yourself relax, thinking the worst is over. But fangs sink into the skin of your neck and a tingling feeling begins to flow downwards through your body as the spider-goblin’s venom poisons you.
You see movement in the corner of your eye and turn to see Sybil lunge at Vale. She is thrown back by an invisible force and restrained by several Order members.
“Keep her quiet,” Vale says. “Kill her if you have to.”
One of them brings a knife to Sybil’s neck and she stops struggling. She won’t be able to save you. No one can.
You feel another appendage pushing its way between your legs. This one has a more bulbous, tapered tip that slides into you with little resistance. Your body quivers uncontrollably as you feel the orbs shift inside you to make room for the new violation. The creature thrusts hard and fast, and instinctively you know what is happening. It is going to fertilize the eggs it just filled you with. And there is nothing you can do.
You come as the creature fucks you, silent tears streaming down your face from the intensity. Everything below the waist feels warm, sticky, melted. The spider-goblin finishes and leaves you with its fertilized eggs sitting inside you.
The poison overwhelms your senses making your vision blur. You lie in the filth left by the creature, your stomach bulging and body trembling. You can faintly hear Jasper calling your name. But he is too far away. You tumble into the darkness.
Epilogue.
Sybil must have a good reason for biding her time. You endure the creature’s breeding knowing the kingdom is more important than anything Vale or his creatures could do to you.