by Tiffany Bell
A cry of pain escaped from the succubus’ lips as she unceremoniously fell to the ground. Clutching the side of her face, she hastily pushed herself to her feet and glared intently at her attacker.
“How dare you! I,” the demon paused, clearly so rattled and upset by the priestess’ actions that she felt the need to repeat herself, “How dare you!” Her clawed fingers curled into a fist while her wings instinctively flexed outward. The ground rumbled a bit while her glowing red eyes became a brighter shade of crimson.
Angelika was still confused, wondering how a demon had been hurt so easily. And then it all dawned on her. “Oh, so now you call your master?” she scoffed. Her words were soon cut short as the thick vines quickly came to life and wrapped firmly around the priestess’ ankles to hold her in place. Struggling in vain, she growled at the demon while bending over to rip the tentacles away. Before she could do the same to the other vine, two thicker ones swiftly moved from the ceiling to grip her by the arms and pulled her up into a standing position with her hands held firmly overhead. It wasn’t long before a new vine-tentacle was encircling around her freed ankle to keep her in place once again.
“What kind of foul magic is this?!” exclaimed Angelika as she struggled with all of her might to free herself.
Still holding her face, the succubus glared at Angelika.
“If you would have let me finish, I might have told you why you have no power here. This is an old summoning ground where demons are brought forth and worshiped. Your holy magic has no place here, and won’t work.”
Angelika glared at the demoness as she continued to struggle against the demonic vines.
“I may not have any power here, but I will destroy you when I’m free!” Angelika screamed at the demon.
Stepping onto the large shrine where she had been sleeping just moments earlier, the demon leaned in close and looked deep into Angelika’s blue eyes while smirking deviously.
“We’ll see about that. I don’t get many holy women here. I bet your essence tastes divine, though.” With a lustful look in her eyes, the demon tilted her head a bit and gave Angelika’s cheek a slow lick with her long, serpentine tongue.
“Ooh, yes. Just as I thought. —Oh, how rude of me. I haven’t introduced myself yet. I have had many names throughout the ages, but the villagers call me Esme.”
“I don’t care what your name is, demon,” Angelika spoke coldly.
“Oh, of course you don’t—at the moment. But I figured it would be wise to let you know my name so you would have something to scream out instead of just saying “Oh God, Oh God” over and over again…”
Esme’s tail slid between her own legs, tracing along Angelika’s boots and pushing beneath the woman’s robes. The priestess gasped as it traced up her thighs, coming closer and closer to her panty-covered crotch. Angelika brought her legs together tightly to keep the tail from inspecting her body any further. Esme had other plans, though. Rolling her eyes at the holy woman’s futile attempts at modesty, the demon made a few gestures before the vines holding the priestess’ legs pulled them forcefully wide. With her feet well over a shoulder’s length apart, Angelika blushed and froze up as she felt powerless against her captor The succubus leaned in close once more, burying her face against the nape of Angelika’s neck and giving a long sniff of her scent.
“Mmm, you smell like you’re so ready for it. You smell like sex. Your pussy’s absolutely dripping already. What kind of holy woman are you?”
Esme giggled as the tip of her tail slowly teased against Angelika’s panties again. With a sudden poke of her tail against Angelika’s covered sex, the succubus pulled it away, and brought it to her own face before giving it a long, languishing lick. Angelika was blushing hotly as she glared at the demoness. Esme continued to smile as she let her hands caress over the priestess’ armored body.
“I can tell there is quite a lovely treasure beneath these robes and this armor.”
The demon was all giggles as she began unfastening clasps and letting the armor simply fall to the ground. Slowly but surely, more and more of Angelika’s smooth flesh was on display for the lusty succubus. With the priestess bound like she was, it was impossible to remove anything from her arms or legs. Well, it would have been impossible if not for the demoness’ claws. With a few strategical rips and tugs, the pious woman was soon baring all before her captor. The only clothing she still wore were those ever-so-sexy knee-high boots, and her gauntlets.
“My my… You are such a treat. I would have never guessed that this was hidden beneath your robes. The Order keeps you very fit.”
Esme’s hands caressed over Angelika’s flat, toned stomach, trailing up to cup her breast tenderly but letting the danger of her claws tease the captive woman by tweaking a hardening nipple. Angelika gasped at the electric sensation of pleasure that ran through her body. This was the first time that anyone had ever touched her like that, and it was so very confusing. She had expected it to hurt, or feel awful, but it was the same feeling that she experienced when she touched herself— only better.
“If you plan on killing me,” Angelika growled, “then go ahead and get it done with. I don’t have time for your games!”
“Kill you? I’ve never killed anyone. I am offended you would even think that, pet.”
The demoness smiled as her tail trailed along Angelika’s thighs once more. The priestess glared while waiting to hear more of the evil being’s diabolical plans.
“I’m a succubus. I live off of sexual energies. The people in that village are so sexually repressed that it’s easy to seduce any of them to come back to my little love nest to feed me. I would never dare hurt any of them—unless they were into that,” Esme giggled at the thought. “The women have so much energy for me. The men—not so much—but every now and then one of them surprises me. The women just keep coming back. But I can only take so many of them. It’s led to some jealousy among them, I’m afraid.”
Esme circled around the priestess, surveying her newly found plaything. “You smell just like them, really. There’s so much repressed sexual energy that it practically gushes from you. I’m surprised that I couldn’t smell you when you entered the forest. No matter, I am on a,” the succubus squeezed Angelika’s pert ass, “tight schedule with my visitors, which means disappointing the ladies that were originally supposed to be here for an appointment. You should feel honored.”
Angelika felt her rage boiling while she listened to the demon speak. She hated the way that Esme was talking to her so casually.
“It’s okay, my child,” Esme mocked, “I’ll be sure to convert you to my side. You’ll never want to leave when I’m done with you.”
The succubus grabbed Angelika, clinging to her tightly as she pressed her lips forcefully against the priestess’. Angelika struggled at first. Her eyes went wide with confusion while she still tried to fight the vines. The demoness pulled away with a smirk on her face.
“What… what did you do to me, you monster? I feel… I feel so—,” Angelika muttered lustfully.
“Good?” The demon interjected. “It’s the effect of my kiss. It jump starts your innermost desires. I can already see your desire running down your thighs. But I think that was happening before I kissed you, wasn’t it?”
Angelika blushed deeply as she continued to fight against the vines. A warm and tingly sensation started in her finger tips, rapidly working down her arms. She wasn’t sure what was happening to her. She couldn’t deny how amazing she was already feeling as her juices trailed down her inner thighs. She tried with all of her might to close her legs, but the vines holding her ankles didn’t allow her to budge at all.
Esme grinned that wide, fanged smile as she knelt before the priestess and caressed over her thighs with her clawed fingertips. As they rubbed over her leather, thigh-high boots, Angelika felt the sudden ripping and tugging feeling as they were ruined as if they were made of paper. Only tatters of the thick leather remained hanging just slightly above her kne
es. Nibbling at her bottom lip nervously, Angelika quickly gazed upward to try and remove her mind from the situation. And then she suddenly felt Esme’s nose nuzzling against her dripping pussy. The muscles in her thighs tensed while she continued to try and pull away. She just couldn’t get over the fact that she was being defeated so easily by this succubus, and yet she was enjoying it so much at the same time.
“Please,” Angelika whimpered pitifully.
“I fully intend to please you,” Esme responded quickly before her forked tongue slid between the priestess’ drooling pussy lips, only to stop at the tip of her slightly protruding, erect clit.
Angelika moaned in pleasure and she closed her eyes tightly. The demoness’ tongue stayed at the sensitive little bundle of nerves as she pushed her face further against Angelika’s crotch. Hungrily, she lapped and suckled at her priestess while ignoring her groans and moans of pleasure. They only further fueled her lust for the holy woman’s sexual essence.
“Oh!” Angelika cried out in surprise. She had never felt anything like this before. Even her own experimental touches had never felt anything like the pleasure that was coursing through her body now.
The demoness continued her business while the woman’s legs shook and shivered with ecstasy. Esme’s hands reached between Angelika’s legs and gripped her round ass to hold her in place while her tongue brought the holy woman closer to glory. Angelika’s eyes rolled back as she tried her best to resist the attention that her clit was being shown. She wanted this feeling to last forever, and she knew that wasn’t possible at this rate. Her screams became more frantic as she felt her orgasm growing closer and closer. It was like an intense sensation was building up within her. Angelika was frightened of what may happen if she reached the apex.
“D-don’t! Stop!” Angelika howled as her body tensed.
Esme wasn’t one to disappoint, so she didn’t stop—just like she was told. The succubus swirled her tongue around Angelika’s love button in alternating rhythms of clockwise and counter-clockwise motions. Almost immediately, the shuddering priestess was screaming louder than ever while a torrent of girl-cum began to flow from Angelika’s sex. The demoness quickly switched positions, moving her face farther down and cricking her neck back to drink in the woman’s wonderful, life-giving fluids. Her forked tongue slid between her drooling pussy lips while her nose pressed against that overly-sensitive bundle of nerves. The priestess groaned and whimpered with pleasure while she was still coming down from her orgasmic high.
As she pulled away from the priestess’ crotch, Esme had a wide grin on her face. “Mmm, you are so delicious. And you’re so full of energy. I think I’m full already.”
The demoness motioned to the vines and they immediately responded to their mistress’ commands, slowly laying Angelika down to the stone shrine. The priestess was breathing heavily and didn’t show any signs of recovering quickly from her very first, and overly powerful, orgasm.
“Are you ready for dessert, my sweet? I know I am.”
Esme had that same devilish look on her face as she circled around the shrine and began chanting softly. Weak and oversexed, Angelika slowly pushed herself to her hands and knees with her rear facing the demoness. She wasn’t readying herself for the demon, though. Her thoughts were focused on escape. Her legs felt so tingly and weak, though. She wondered how she would ever escape the demon’s clutches.
She heard the mumbling, chanting voice of the succubus behind her, and she curiously glanced over her shoulder while she tried to steady herself. Her whole body felt like jelly. Her eyes immediately locked onto the demoness’ crotch, though. Angelika saw Esme playing with herself, her clawed fingers sliding rapidly between her own dripping pussy lips. The more aroused the succubus became, the larger her clitoris grew. While Angelika watched in spellbound amazement, she soon saw the demoness wrap her fingers around the thickening red clit and begin to pump her fist as if it were a cock.
The priestess’ eyes widened in shock as she beheld such magic at work. Her first thoughts were to push herself up now that the vines were no longer holding her. She couldn’t break her gaze away from the succubus’ clit-cock as it became larger than any cock she’d ever seen before—not that a holy woman had much experience at all with them. Her eyes fluttered as she tried to reason how this was happening. All logic soon melted away as Angelika started to wonder what it would feel like inside of her. She didn’t care where it was placed. She just wanted to try it.
Esme knew that her kiss was still having an effect on her captive. It would keep the priestess in a state of arousal for several hours, if not longer. As she approached the priestess’ behind, she stepped onto the shrine and slapped the red length against Angelika’s bare ass causing it to jiggle slightly. The priestess moaned slightly and arched her back while still looking over her shoulder in a needy way. The idea of escape had completely left her mind.
“Oh, you want a taste, is that it? I see the way you just keep staring at it.”
The succubus mockingly giggled as she gave Angelika’s rear another slap with her demonic cock, smearing her pale behind with her cursed pre-cum. Moving to the front of the still-shaky woman, she positioned that crimson phallus right in front of her mouth in an inviting fashion.
“Come on,” the succubus taunted, “you know you want it. You want to taste my sweet love as it coats the back of your throat. You want to suck me off, and then beg me to make you mine.”
Angelika nibbled at her bottom lip anxiously as she stared cross-eyed at the demonic cock in front of her. The succubus was right, though. She wanted it so badly. She pushed herself into a kneeling position. With a hint of hesitation, she opened her mouth and glanced up to Esme while slowly sticking her tongue out to lick at the bead of pre-cum at the tip. Her eyes closed as she savored the unique flavor of the succubus’ cock. It had a certain unmistakable quality that made her want more of it.
The priestess’ lips opened wider as she took more of that demon length into her mouth. The succubus purred happily and ran her clawed fingers through the woman’s hair. It was amazing how precise the demon could be with her claws. Each touch against her flesh was a soft, caressing sensation that she would have expected from any lover, and yet the crimson demon had been able to rip her boots down to the knees without the least bit of trouble.
The gentle caresses soon gave way to a hard grip to hold her in place while Esme thrust her hips forward. Angelika’s eyes widened for a moment as that member pressed against the back of her throat. She coughed slightly around the piece, but the priestess wouldn’t let the mild discomfort deprive her of what she wanted the most. She wanted the succubus’ seed flowing down her throat. Her lips wrapped tightly around the base of that shaft while the tip pushed into her throat. She began sucking like her life depended on it.
“Mmm! Yes! I knew you were a naughty priestess. You’ve had a bit of practice at this, haven’t you?” Esme crooned. “I bet you’re nothing more than a cock-sucking slut in the church. That’s the only reason you passed your classes.”
The priestess ignored the humiliating taunts of the demon. Her tongue swirled around the head of the demonic shaft while one hand rose to wrap around the base of it. Her other hand caressed over the succubus’ thigh in an almost loving way.
“Mmm! Such a delicious slut. I may never let you go,” Esme groaned as she gently thrust her hips against Angelika’s willing mouth. The sloppy sounds of the priestess sucking on her cock was just too much. “And when I’m done spraying my seed down your throat, I plan on finding out just how pure of a holy woman you are.”
With a vicious smile on her lips, she was able to pull her cock from the priestess’ needy mouth just in time to spray her demonic jizz over the pale woman’s face and chest. Esme giggled, wiping the drooling cock head against Angelika’s cheeks, taking great joy as the woman’s mouth tried so desperately to wrap around it again. Her tongue flicked out and swirled around her own lips, trying to get any taste of the succubus’ addicti
ve cum.
Esme had other plans in mind as she pushed Angelika onto her back, pushing herself on top of the woman. Her red, glowing eyes stared deep into the priestess’ before she pressed her lips forcefully against Angelika’s. The kiss nearly took her breath away. The demon’s gentle, yet dangerous caressing hand slowly slid up Angelika’s inner thigh. As her fingers tickled along the crevice where her pussy and inner thigh met, the priestess cried out in alarm as she realized what the demon’s plans were.
“Shh, shh!” Esme whispered into the woman’s ear. Her fingers curled upward as she cupped Angelika’s dripping sex. They easily slid between her drenched folds until the tip of the demon’s clawed fingers pressed against the thin membrane of the priestess’ virginity. “Ooh,” the succubus giggled happily, “you really are just as pure as you make yourself out to be. You’re not a slutty, little priestess after all.”
The priestess was too weak to fight back against the empowered demon that feasted upon her sexual energies just moments ago. With Angelika’s legs held wide, the succubus repositioned herself and rubbed her crimson cock against the wanton priestess’ dripping hole. There was little that she could do to stop what was coming next, and in her current state of arousal there was little she would have done if she could.
Esme’s wanted to savor the look in her new pet’s eyes as her virginity was taken from her. The fact that she had made the priestess have her first orgasm was quite an accomplishment in itself, but the succubus wanted more. She had to have Angelika’s virtue as well. With her throbbing cock nudging against the woman’s pussy, Esme pushed her hips forward until she felt resistance. She stopped for just a second, watching the panic in Angelika’s eyes. Seeing the holy woman squirm about was almost as much fun as the tight, clenching canal that she was about to thrust into and claim as her own.
