The feeling was incredible. It was almost like her saliva had a narcotic effect, bringing me sensational wave after sensational wave of pleasure that I had never experienced before. Hell, I never could have imagined sensations like this. From time to time I could feel myself building towards release, but every time I came close a warm tingling would radiate into me from her hands and I would calm down again.
Returning to my shaft again she didn't waste time with kisses. She took only the head of my cock into her mouth at first, sucking and rubbing it against her cheeks and lips, twirling her deft tongue over and around me.
She opened her mouth a little and let her tongue slide out, down my organ nearly to my scrotum. Her ministrations were warm and the slick saliva tantalized my nerve endings, hot blooms of ecstasy riding me fast and hard.
In a moment her tongue crept back inside of her mouth and she lowered herself down me. First she went down a little bit then back to the up to the tip. The next time she went a little lower, and a little lower the next time. I don't know how many times she did that, I was in no state to keep count, but it felt like it was too soon when she took all of me into her mouth. At the base she waited for a moment, alternately massaging me with her tongue and sucking with her nose nestled in my pubic hair.
Slowly she took me out of her mouth and looked me full in the face.
"I want you to cum Master, I want you to cum in my mouth. I want all of you inside of me, I want to feel your hot seed slide down my throat." she said when she had caught her breath.
She took me into her mouth again, sliding her black lips up and down the length of me from base to tip. She rolled my balls in her hands while she began to pick up speed. As she increased her speed I began to notice her fangs sliding on the sides of me, promising pain should she lose control but I didn't care.
My breath began to come faster and faster, my hips began to thrust into her mouth with equal force to her luscious lips and tongue sliding over me. I was close, so close. She took me out of her mouth again.
"Please Master. Please let me taste you, I've been so hungry all these years I need you to feed me!"
She took me into her mouth again, moaning and whimpering with every thrust. Over her back and between her wings I could see her tail curled out and over her perfect ass, the tip out of sight. I could hear a wet smacking sound and could imagine the ribbed end of her phallic tail thrusting in and out of her pussy.
Through her hair I could see her eyes. They no longer held the look of sin or wickedness, or even the predatory look I saw before, but naked hunger and something else. With her eyes she was asking me, no begging for my cum. The combination of sensations, the almost innocent yearning look in her eyes, and the sound of her tail going into her pussy along with the mental image it created were too much for me to handle. If I could have moved I would have screamed as pulse after pulse rocketed through me, as shot after shot of hot semen squirted out of me, as she screamed her climax around my cock.
The orgasm was the most intense I've ever felt in my limited experience. It seemed that I was not having one orgasm but several, one right after the other. I was having every orgasm I'd ever imagined, every one I've ever had, every orgasm I ever would have. It was too much, I was losing myself to this woman, this vampires, this demon. I came so hard my sphincter tightened painfully. I was dying, being sucked away on tides of ecstasy and I didn't care. In the back of my mind worry over my heart condition blossomed, but the rest of my brain didn't care. Shaking and shuddering in the throes of passion I was dying and didn't care.
For a fraction of eternity I existed as a rudimentary thought only. I thought I should exist, that I should have a body somewhere, but I couldn't find me. I was floating or maybe falling or even rising up through infinite black gulfs of the Never. I wasn't cold or hot. I didn't feel at all, and that almost worried me but since I didn't have a body why should I worry.
A sound came to me from somewhere behind me. A sound not really heard but more like it was felt; although that wasn't quite right either. I couldn't analyze it, let alone relate it to any form of coherent speech.
I didn't turn around to see what was making the noise but the infinite black Never spun around me until I could see the other side. Floating there in the dark gulfs, not far from me but not near either, was a man that looked just like me. He was about 5' 6" with a wiry athletic build. Long black hair fell over his shoulders and back. His face was youthful with small features and the beginning growths of facial hair, what my mom would call peach fuzz. There was only one difference between us, where my eyes are a light hazel green his glowed an angry absinthe green.
The other me stared at me for a long time before he spoke. His eyes blazed like the fires of hell but his expression wasn't angry. He had almost no expression at all save for amused curiosity.
"I know you. You're me and I'm you, though we are not one. We were supposed to be one, should've been one, but we are not. It is a queer situation that we find ourselves in Salem, but I have no doubt we will be able to sort it out, now that I know what went wrong. Go now and know that we'll be seeing each other again soon." was all the other me said.
With a violent shake and the burn of old agonies I was thrown back into my body. The woman was quivering over my cock, still sucking the last drops of my seed hungrily, covetously. When she had gotten all she could out of me she leaned back, still straddling my lower legs and I could see her full body.
Succubus: that was the word in my mind. This woman, this thing, was a succubus. A demon who fed on sexual energy like a vampire feeds on blood. I looked at her graceful body, her toned and sleek muscles, her voluptuous curves, her heaving breast, and her extra bits that humans don't have and knew her for what she was.
Looking down between her legs I could see that I had been right. Buried deep in her pulsing cleft just below a strip of black pubic hair, I could see her tail. The lips of her pussy and her clitoris were just as black as her other lips and nipples. Clear fluid flowed from her opening and drenched her tail, my legs, and my sheets. In fact she had made quite a sticky mess.
She looked down on me with glazed eyes, her mouth open and gulping down breaths of air, her hands rubbing her skin in circles and pinching her nipples.
"Oh Master thank you, I've needed that so bad. Two hundred years is far too long."
I was out of breath too. I had a momentary shock as I remembered my heart condition and quickly placed my hand on my chest. It was beating very fast, dangerously fast, but it felt like it wasn't going to give me any problems just now.
I began to relax a little when I noticed that I had moved my hand. I wasn't paralyzed anymore. I raised my other hand to make sure it would work too. When the succubus noticed it she took my hand and placed it on her chest between her luscious breasts.
"My heart is beating fast too Master, it hasn't beat in a long time. Oh thank you Master."
I sat up with questions on my lips ready to spill out when she placed a single finger over my lips, quieting me and gently pushing me back down. She lay full on top of me, her breasts pressed against my chest and even though my cock ached it responded. She noticed it and smiled a slow, satiated smile half an inch above me.
"You recover quickly, you always did, that's something I've always liked that about you." she said. I opened my mouth to speak but she placed her fingers over my lips again. Our bodies were so close, her legs wrapped around my hips, her black leathery wings covering us like a living blanket, her musk radiating off of her in heady waves. I was defenseless against her and my mind was racing a million miles a second trying to remember if succubi ate people.
"I know you have a lot of questions and since I belong to you I should answer them, but I won't. Not right now. I like it this way even though you will probably punish me for it. I don't mind though, your punishments are almost as much fun as fucking you." I was more confused than I had ever been. What the hell was she talking about? What did she mean she belonged to me? Nothing made any fuck
ing sense.
Beneath her warm pubis my cock grew and quivered. Hot fluids were dripping down on it and the heat radiating out from her was causing excruciating desire to rise in me. When it pulsed in time with my heartbeat I could feel her sweet lips gently brushing against my shaft. I had little doubt she could feel it too. She smiled and lowered herself onto me, not taking me in, but wrapping her pussy lips around my shaft. With slow motions she cocked her hips foreword, and then back, stroking the length of me with her velvety lips as if they were a hand. I could feel her clitoris rubbing over the head of me, covering my tiny opening like a hood before sliding back down.
"I would love to take you into me Master," she said between whimpers and moans, "but you're a virgin, I tasted that on your blood. If you lose your virginity to me it would ruin you and no mortal woman would ever be able to bring you, or even please you. I won't suffer your wrath over that, I like living." She was not making any sense.
"In fact Master, it might be better if you didn't remember tonight for a while."
She stopped rubbing me and her face leaned in close to the side of my face. "I had a really good time tonight." she said and kissed me on the side of my neck. As soon as her lips touched my skin I could feel myself starting to slip away, tides of bottomless blackness threatened to consume me. I tried to fight them but they were too big, too strong for my mind to handle. The walls of blackness rushed up over me and I couldn't fight them anymore. I was aware of the darkness crashing over and swallowing me like the succubus had swallowed my semen, and then there was nothing.
The End.
The Gift
Lily twirled a loose lock of hair in her hand and eyed Tom from across the table."Another drink Master?" she asked.
Tom just nodded.
Lily was feeling rather impatient. Tom and Lily decided to go for dinner and a movie but she had other things on her mind at the moment. Namely his large cock. Being his Slave she was hesitant to start worshiping his cock without permission but she couldn't help it, she was hungry.
She signaled the waiter for another round of Bloody Mary's knocking a cloth napkin off the table as she did so. "Clumsy me", she said as she slipped under the table to get it.
Seizing her moment she gently stroked her Master's foot.
Taking her free hand she lightly touched his resting cock. As it responded to her touch she applied more pressure. Not being told to stop, she unzipped his straining zipper. His cock sprung out of the opening and Lily started to lick it.
The waitress showed up with their drinks and walks away. She heard a soft, "Slave get up."
Sighing Lily bit her lower lip in frustration at being interrupted but obeyed. She zipped her Master's zipper back up and got back on her side of the table. Picking up the white cloth napkin she dabbed the corners of her mouth before nonchalantly setting it in her lap.
Tom just lifted one of his dark eyebrows at her as if you say, "I don't know what the hell you were thinking but I'll deal with you later."
Lily started running her finger around the top of her glass, eyes downcast she made small talk with Tom before they left about 15 minutes later. Tom still had made no comment about her attempt to pleasure him so Lily started to relax and figured what she had done was fine.
The parking lot was deserted as they made their way to the car. Lily unlocked the car doors and started to open the door on the passenger side for Tom. He grabbed her wrist and stopped her. Surprised she turned to look at him. "Master?"
"What were you doing before Slave? I didn't tell you to touch me at the bar so why did you without my permission?" he asked her.
She kind of stammered out. "I wanted t-t-o taste your cock Master so I thought you might like it as w-w-ell."
He shook his head. "Bad girl."
Still holding her wrist tightly he had her kneel right on the pavement on all fours. Not really sure what he was going to do she kneeled there mutely. Next thing she knew Tom sat himself right on her back and was using her like a chair, right there beside their car.
Lily felt immediate embarrassment at the public display. She felt her cheeks turn red as she stared at the pavement. Her knees already felt raw from the pavement, her thin nylons no match for the rough surface.
"Slave since you wanted to publicly handle my cock I am going to publicly discipline you. Not only did you stroke me without my permission you assumed that I even wanted you to do that. I was trying to relax and enjoy your company with a drink."
After his short speech he turned himself so he was straddling her back facing her ass. He pulled up the hem of her black dress and began to spank her ass repeatedly, talking to her as he did so. "Never assume I want you to pleasure me bitch."
Whack, whack!
"If you do something like that again without my permission consider this a foretaste of what's to come."
Whack, whack, whack!
"Do you understand me Girl?"
Whack, whack!
Lily was gathering her breather to answer but his patience was short.
Whack, whack, whack!
"Answer me, don't just sit there!"
"Yes Master I understand," she weakly answered.
By now she was doing her best not to cry. She hated to cry in front of him when he punished her and he knew it. Lily was determined not to give in and let him see how much he was hurting her, how humiliated she was to be spanked right in public.
Still spanking her he said, "You understand what Slave?"
Taking anoth
er deep breath she answered, "I understand not to assume you want your cock stroked without your permission and not to do it in public Master."
Tom spanked her a couple more times. "Ok then."
He pulled the hem back over her throbbing red ass and got off her back. "Kiss my feet now and thank me for correcting you Girl."
Arms and legs shaking form the strain of having him on her back and the beating her butt took, she dipped her head to his extended feet. She kissed each foot about 5 times and then said, "Master thank you for showing me that's it's not up to me to assume things for you. You know best. Thanks you for punishing me."
Lily kissed his feet a couple more times before she felt his hand grab her hair near the nape of her neck.
"Ok get up and take me home." He said.
Relieved she got off the pavement and brushed the dirt from her hands and knees. She opened the door for Tom and walked around to the driver's side. Once they were on their way home Tom stuck his hand down her dress front to pinch her nipples. He squeezed much harder than he normally did and Lily was glad it was dark because she couldn't keep her face straight at the pain she was receiving. He released for a couple seconds then repeated the pinch.
All the way home he did that. Her nipples were very hard and swollen by the time the house came into view.
After pulling into the drive Lily walked around to open Tom's door. He attached the collar she wore when at home and put the leash on her as well.
He pointed to the ground. "Kneel Slave."
Lily immediately knelt on the ground. Holding the leash Tom walked out of garage and up to their porch. Lily forced to crawl behind him kept the pace up as fast she could. Lily felt the wetness between her thighs but tried to redirect her thoughts. There was no way her Master was going to let her cum tonight after her slip up earlier. She already felt frustrated at the thought.
Once inside he led her to the kitchen chair and he sat down. Lily knew what he wanted so she simply looked up at him and he gave a slight nod. She lowered her eyes again and took off his shoes and socks. He loved it when she massaged his feet so she alternately kissed them and rubbed them for a solid half hour before he roused himself.
"Slave get me a beer and meet me in the Sunroom."
"Yes Master."
Lily gratefully got off her sore knees and felt the dangling leash on her back as she went to the fridge for the beer. Quickly she brought it to him. After handing it to him she knelt at his feet once again and p
atiently waited in the kneeling position for him to instruct her. She felt him take the leash off her collar and then he stroked her soft hair.
"Slave I would like my feet soaked and rubbed. Get a tub of water for my feet." He said.
Lily again replied, "Yes Master."
Getting up she got a small tub of hot water and was soon back with it. She noticed him eyeing her raw knees when she walked in. After she placed his feet in the water to soak he said to her," Slave go get something for your knees while I relax. You may also sit on a pillow when you return. Make sure you return naked too Girl."
Grateful at his mercy she wasted no time getting some salve for her knees. After she fixed herself up and undressed she went back to the Sunroom with her designated kneeling pillow to find Tom watching his favorite TV show.
Lily took his feet out of the water and kissed them, thanking her Master for letting her have a pillow and salve for her knees all the while. She dried his feet off and began to massage lotion into them, taking care to give toe individual attention. While she rubbed them Tom talked to her.
"Slave for the most part you are an obedient girl and do well serving me, however even though I know you only had my pleasure in mind this evening I don't ever want you to assume you know what's best for me or to assume what I want. I am your Master and you are my Slave. Remember your place girl, you made me very angry earlier and it's only because you have been good that I went easy on you."
Lily felt she learned her lesson so she simply responded, "Yes Master. I won't do it again. I learned my lesson."
"Good girl."
By now they were both sleepy and relaxed. The doorbell rang and before Lily could get up, her next door neighbor and friend Betty walked in the door.
Betty knew a lot about Lily's life, even some of her sexual preferences but she didn't know about hers and Tom's master/slave relationship. All she knew was Lily always seemed to bend over backwards when Tom told her to do things.
Betty couldn't blame Lily though. Tom was certainly good looking and he pulled in a nice buck to boot. She felt Tom was equally lucky with Lily and Betty secretly envied her curves. Betty although slender had a stick straight figure while Lily had nice breasts and well rounded hips with shiney blonde hair to complete her look.
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