“Where would you like to go, master?” Hina asks. “I can take you to visit any of our guests. Would you like me to prepare a meal? Perhaps you desire sexual pleasure?”
Your cock twitches as you remember the lingerie-clad version of Hina waiting for you in your bedroom. Theora warned you not to indulge your desires with the golem or with the monster girls, but she is not here at the moment.
Hina waits patiently for your command.
What do you do?
Train with Theora the angel
Visit Morelle the lesser succubus
Receive pleasure from Hina the golem
Parley
“Wait, hold on now, Morelle,” you say, keeping you guard up, but also raising an appeasing hand. She continues to saunter towards you, a lascivious look on her face as she forces you back down the hall. You try again. “We can talk about this. I’ve known you and your family for years. I know there is still Morelle Cardin in there somewhere underneath all that… that…”
“All this?” She says, running her hands over her body and squeezing her perky breasts. “How I’ve matured so suddenly? I know you want me, Lucas. Don’t try to fight it!”
“That’s the demon taint talking,” you say. “You can still be saved. We can go to the temple of Veleda and Cleric Orsima can—“
“Orsima? That old harpy?” Morelle laughs. “She would probably want to lash my bottom with a whip and make me tongue her snatch. Which, I would, of course. Gladly. Perhaps I will stop by and visit her after I am through with you.”
She advances much more quickly. You stumble back into the kitchen, nearly falling over a chair as you retreat from Morelle.
“Surely we can work something out,” you cry.
“Yes, surely,” she laughs. Her violet eyes flash with sinister magic and Morelle leaps with sudden speed, covering an impossible distance. Her wings snap open as she leaps and she slams her body into you, knocking your sword out of your hand and driving you back onto the floor. You land hard and bang your head on the wooden floor.
Morelle does not give you a moment to recover. She straddles your chest, sitting her shapely thighs and plump bottom down. You can feel the heat of her cunt through your tunic. Her intoxicating fragrance seems to envelop you and her violet hair hangs in her face as she leans over you with a wolfish grin.
“You wanted to negotiate?” She reaches back with one hand to grab your cock through your trousers. She gives it a rough squeeze. “Very well, Lucas, let us negotiate. I will permit you to decide your fate. Which technique should I use to devour your soul?”
You try to push her away and sit up. She clucks as if scolding you and pins your wrists above your head.
“Now, now, play nice,” she says. “You will enjoy it. You get to be my first soul. Poor Ernie and Dale are still alive, but I bet a young, handsome little farm boy like you will be absolutely delicious. Like a veal calf. Which technique will it be?”
“T-technique?” You moan, trying weakly to twist beneath her, your cock painfully hard in your trousers.
“Oh, yes, Lady Rachelle taught me several!” She rolls her eyes upward as if consulting a list. “I can take you to paradise with my soft, sensual hands with my Eternal Handjob technique. I can drink your seed with my mouth, slurping out of every last delicious drop of your essence with my Unquenchable Blowjob. I could saddle myself atop your cock and let you watch while my breasts bounce and my little pussy pleasures you as I take you on a Doomed Ride.”
She leans over you, her lips almost touching yours as she adds, “Orrrr, I could give you the ultimate pleasure and let you experience my tightest hole. Would you like to give up your soul to my Draining Ass? What will it be, Lucas?”
Your cock throbs with desire. Your situation is hopeless and your soul is forfeit. You might as well enjoy the pleasure Morelle has to offer.
What do you choose?
Eternal Handjob
Unquenchable Blowjob
Doomed Ride
Draining Ass
Receive pleasure from Hina the golem
You look at the beautiful golem standing before you. She looks quite fetching in her housemaid costume and her happy expression and bright blue eyes make her seem alive even if she is an automaton. Theora wants you to work, work, work. She doesn’t care if you’re happy.
You have this whole palace full of sexy golems. You might as well have a bit of fun with them.
“I would like some pleasure from you, Hina,” you say, taking her hands. They are cool and smooth. The fingertips resemble the porcelain of her face, but she has a soft touch.
“Of course, master,” she says happily. “I will take you to your bedroom. The Hina there is better equipped to ensure you receive satisfaction.”
“Right,” you say, your pulse quickening and your cock rubbing against the seam of your trousers.
You follow the beautiful automaton with her smoothly swinging hips as she leads you to your upstairs bedroom in the palace. Your cock shifts in your trousers as you see the four poster bed and the feminine figure moving behind the canopy’s draped silks. The Hina on the bed sticks her head out through the gauzy fabric. Her large, jewel-like eyes have turned from bright blue to a smoky pink shade.
“Hello, master,” she says. “I am ready to pleasure you. Please join me on the bed.”
You enter the room and approach the bed, your heart beating and your cock twitching with each step. The Hina that brought you here steps outside and closes the door, leaving you alone with the Hina on the bed.
You climb under the canopy and marvel at the beautiful automaton. She looks carved from ivory, an exquisite, erotic statue with her immaculate white flesh clad in pink lingerie that clings to her ample breasts and threads seductively between her smooth buttocks. She is clearly more flexible than the other models and her face seems to have more fluid expressions.
She seems to practically squirm with desire, smiling up at you as she crawls closer.
“What am I doing here?” You mutter under your breath as you kneel beside the sexy golem.
“What was that, master?” She purrs.
“Um, what do I do now?” You ask, feeling oddly nervous even though Hina is clearly not going to be judgmental about your performance or the size of your cock.
“Lie back,” she says, running her surprisingly nimble fingers over the mound of your cock in your trousers. “I will pleasure you completely.”
“Um, okay, yeah,” you laugh. “Yeah, that sounds, um, good.”
She smiles sweetly as you stretch out on the bed, kicking off your boots and wriggling your toes in your patchwork socks.
“Since this is your first time receiving pleasure,” says Hina, crawling towards you and running a hand up your thigh. “I will provide you with basic pleasure. In the future, you can have more advanced stimulation if you so desire.”
Before you can answer, Hina’s nimble touch unbuckles your belt and unbuttons your trousers with mechanical speed and precision. Your hard cock springs free and the porcelain golem wraps her white hand around your pink hardness. Her touch is cool and surprisingly soft. Like the underside of a silk cushion. Her fingers close tightly around your cock and she begins to move her grip smoothly from the root of your cock to your straining tip.
“Oh, gods, that’s amazing,” you moan.
“You have a very nice penis,” she says. “It is very nicely shaped. I enjoy touching it.”
The pressure of her fingers shifts as her hand moves from your balls to your cockhead. You take in the sight of her lewd perfection and reach out to caress her smooth side back to the roundness of her ass. It is shockingly soft and warm to the touch. Though it looks like the same porcelain as the rest of her body, it feels almost like real human flesh.
“Accelerating pleasure,” she says, smiling sweetly at you as she begins to pump your cock with her hand. Her breasts, cradled by her pink bodice, bounce and jiggle beneath her as she wanks your hardness. Your cock begins to spill precum and sh
e deftly incorporates your leaking juices as lubrication for your cock. She looks at you with lashes fluttering over her big, glassy eyes, and purrs, “Please touch me however you desire, master.”
You give her ass a smack and watch as her plump cheeks jiggle. You stroke between her crack with three fingers, running your touch over the slender fabric of her panties. You feel the crinkle of an anus and, stroking back further, the soft warmth of a pussy. She really is fully equipped for pleasure!
“Level three pleasure,” says Hina and she begins to jerk your cock furiously, twisting her hand with each up-and-down motion. You feel your cock straining in her grasp. Your glans become purple and throb with yearning. You watch her hand, almost a blur as it pumps up and down your cock.
“Oh, gods, I’m going to cum,” you moan, watching the golem’s hand stroking you rapidly. You are on the very edge of exploding.
“Please master,” she says. “Ejaculate into my receptacle so you do not make a mess.”
Her other hand suddenly covers the head of your cock and you feel something shift in the soft palm of her hand. There is an opening with a slightly hard rim, almost like the mouth of a pitcher, in her palm. She holds this against the head of your cock, stroking you and looking into your eyes. The jiggling of her breasts, the softness of her ass in your hand, and that sweet smile on her porcelain face are all driving you crazy. You feel a gentle suction from the palm of Hina’s hand and it sends you over that edge.
“AHhhhhhhhh!” You cry, thrusting your hips and fucking your cock through her stroking hand. Caught in the throes of ecstasy, you squeeze Hina’s bottom tightly, your fingers denting the softness of her nearest buttock. She smiles at you sweetly, never slowing her stroking hand on your cock.
“Ohhh, yes, master,” she coos. “Please, fill my receptacle with your plentiful seed.”
You arch against her stroking fist, your cock throbbing and the suction of the opening in her hand slurping up your gushing spunk. You barely see it at all, spurting out of your tip for only a moment before every drop is sucked into the opening on Hina’s hand. She milks you vigorously, pumping her hand on your spewing spear and directing all of your cum into her receptacle. She keeps stroking quite hard as your orgasm recedes and your cock begins to become sensitive.
“O-okay, that’s enough,” you gasp.
Hina continues to work her hand on your cock. “But master,” she says with a smile, “I estimate you are capable of five to six more orgasms before they become painful.”
“Ahhhhh, it hurts like that,” you cry as her fingers and hand torment your super-sensitive cock.
“Mmmmm.” She pouts slightly, slowing her hand on your cock and withdrawing her receptacle from your cockhead. “Very well, master. I will stop. But feel free to visit me again if you would like my pleasure.”
She flexes her fingers and the flesh-like cushion of her palm closes over the opening of the receptacle. She leans over and gives you a soft kiss on your forehead before getting up from the bed and walking into the curtained bath-chamber adjacent to the bedroom. You hear water splashing and a strange whirring sound.
No cuddling with Hina, evidently. You tuck your cock away and buckle your belt.
“Goodbye,” you call to her, but she does not seem to hear you over the splashing water. Feeling suddenly guilty about using the golem like that, you hurry of the bedroom.
“Hello, master,” says the housemaid Hina waiting just outside the door. You jump in surprise, your face going hot with shame.
“Um, hi,” you say.
“Would you like visit someone?” The golem asks. “I would be happy to take you to see Morelle or Lady Theora.”
What do you do?
Train with Theora the angel
Visit Morelle the lesser succubus
It’s time to return to the real world
Special Ability
You are the chosen champion of Veleda, the hero of a thousand lives; surely you can summon this power as some sort of special ability. Perhaps if you could startle Morelle you might be able to disable her or finish her off with your sword.
The comely succubus advances towards you in the narrow hallway, hissing, “Surrender to me, Lucas. I have so many pleasures to show you.”
You quickly thrust your hand out, palm up, and curl your fingers as if you are holding an imaginary lantern. You call upon the inner power of Veleda with a prayer to the goddess to blind your foe. You feel the miraculous energy flowing through you, gathering in your fingertips. It’s working! There is a sound like a twig snapping and a sudden burst of bright white light in the palm of your hand. Morelle shields her eyes with her membranous wings. You, unfortunately, stare directly at the flash of light.
Dazed and almost totally blind, you stagger back, moaning in surprise.
“What was that?” Morelle laughs. “I thought you were a fool when you walked in with that sword, but you must have some actual power! You’re going to be delicious!”
She trips you up with her foot and you fall backwards into the kitchen, falling hard onto a chair before dropping painfully onto your back. You can barely see Morelle, but you try to hold up your sword to ward off her next attack. She laughs and snatches the blade out of your grasp, tossing it aside with a clang and a clatter of tin pots.
“Some hero you turned out to be,” she laughs and drops heavily atop you, straddling your waist. Her warmth and exotic scent send a shiver through your body. Your cock flexes involuntarily against the pressure of her quim against you.
“Morelle, please,” you say, keeping your hands up to try to block her. “We can talk about this.”
“We could,” she says, taking hold of your hands. “But where is the fun in that?”
She pulls your hands to her soft, feverishly warm breasts. She must have shed her bodice, because her bare titflesh fills your hands and you cannot resist squeezing her lovely mounds. Your vision is slowly returning. She is a blur of pale flesh and lavender nipples and violet hair through the flashing after-images of the burst of light you conjured in your hand.
Morelle leans her face down to yours and kisses you on the lips. You resist her for a moment, pursing your lips tightly and moaning against her. A flick of her tongue across your lips is all it takes for you to surrender to her lust. You part your lips and her sweet, hot tongue invades your mouth. She sucks at your lips and you feel a tremor of pleasure that ripples through you as she drinks some small amount of your life force. Your hands move almost of their own volition to caress and fondle Morelle’s perky tits.
“Oh, you feel it, don’t you?” She breathes sweetly against your lips. “That irresistible pull? You are as delicious as I had hoped. And you will be the first soul I devour completely.”
“N-no,” you gasp, trying to push her away.
She rises to her feet, but when you try to sit up she shoves you back down with her bare foot. She steps on your shoulder as she tears off your trousers with one hand. You cry out as your pants rip away and your hard cock springs free.
“There we are,” she says. “Now what technique shall I use to destroy you? Lady Rachelle taught me the basics – now there was a good time – and I’ve already come up with a few of my own. How about something new?”
“You… you can’t do this,” you gasp, trying to push her foot off your shoulder. “You’re my neighbor, Morelle. Not some—“
“Sex demoness?” She leans her face low to gaze into your eyes with her bright, violet eyes. “That is what I am, Lucas. The farm girl was just the soil in which my flower has blossomed. Now I am Morelle, the succubus. And I think I’ll devour you with… my Reverse Ride technique! You like that? I just made that up.”
She giggles as she spins around above you, reaches down and grabs your hard cock, and squats down until you feel the warm, velvet lips of her pussy against your swollen tip. Your vision returns enough that you see her lusciously plump ass, fleshy tail, wrinkled asshole, and the glistening, lavender and pink lips of her little cunt. It e
ngulfs the head of your cock, bathing your tip in her incredible heat.
“Ohhhhh gods,” you moan, watching in half-dazzled awe as the succubus’s pussy stretching around your cock as her thick bottom descends.
You are helpless beneath her as she begins her Reverse Ride technique.
CONTINUE >
Surrender
Morelle is gorgeous, confident, and radiates demonic power sucked from the Woodley brothers. She looks gleeful that she gets to fight you. As she advances, a lascivious glow in her violet eyes, your sword sags in your grasp and your will to resist her crumbles. You don’t want to fight her. Your hard cock throbs in your trousers. You want to surrender. You want to give in to her demonic majesty.
You want have your very soul devoured out by a succubus.
“I surrender,” you say, tossing your sword to the floor with a clang.
“Surrender?” Morelle draws up short of lunging at you. “Really? Aw, we were going to have such an exciting battle. I suppose I would have won anyway.”
“Y-yes,” you agree, sinking to your knees before the pretty farm girl now transformed into a full-bodied, violet-haired beauty.
“You know what this means, don’t you, Lucas?” She saunters forward, her bare cunt glistening silver in the gloomy hallway. She palms the top of your head and turns your head to look up at her. “It means I will eat up your soul. I will take it all and leave nothing behind.”
“I… I know,” you say, your heart thumping wildly and your cock twitching. “I surrendered. I know the p-price.”
Gazing up at the beautiful succubus, inhaling her sweet scent mixed with the unmistakable musk of sex, you can hardly wait to pay it. She steps a plump thigh over your shoulder, trapping you between her legs and thrusting her cunt against your face.
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