by J. Sselxuyt
I barely even notice the slight drain on my system from the powerful orgasm.
“Yes. . . . There is definitely something about you. I can taste the power you hold. But I understand the true power of an . . . incubus is in the actual act of mating,” she stands up, then says, “You can move now, my pet.”
My arms and legs are finally free, and I don’t even wonder that I’m still extremely hard as I pull her to me and into my arms. Her legs wrap around my torso, and my cock unerringly finds her hole as I shove her down hard on it.
Her pussy slides around my shaft, and I feel complete, like I’ve never felt before. Her lips are on mine as I move my hips in a frantic rhythm, driving into this goddess, and making her moan into our shared kiss. I can tell that her tongue is still forked, but I don’t care as for some reason I find myself being turned on even more. Her tongue wraps around mine at least twice, and she slides back and forth in time with our hips. My hands are on her small ass, and I allow my right pointer finger to delve into her crevice until I find her puckered little hole. Without any warning, I shove my finger in to the second knuckle, and groan as her cunt clamps down on my prick.
“Oh, you humans sure are wicked,” she moans, breaking the kiss. I see her eyes roll back as she cums.
Pure life-sustaining energy floods into me. The torrent of life is so strong it tries to wash away everything that I am or ever was, and it takes all of my effort to hold on to my sanity.
It also washes away whatever spell she’d put on me. I still find her attractive, and there is no denying that her pussy feels great around my cock, but I no longer see her as the greatest creature in the world.
She’d been manipulating me, and I feel my anger rise at the humiliation of it. All those creatures in the risers must be laughing at the easily manipulated human. Well, if they want a show, I’ll give them one!
“You have no idea, sister,” I say in answer to her statement. I smile at the shock in TanaVesta’s large golden eyes.
Before she has a chance to do anything else, I use my new strength to quickly pull her off me, flip her around, and then impale her ass on my cock, before her feet even touch the ground. She howls in either pain or delight, I can’t quite tell, and I don’t care.
With my hands on her hips, I pull mine back, only to drive forward again and again, making her grunt with the force of each impact.
“Oh, yes,” she screams, and I realize she’s enjoying the rough treatment, but then again, so am I. “My last thirty mates weren’t nearly this good. I think I’m going to keep you.”
I feel her spell try to take a hold of me again, but this time I’m somehow able to block it. I act as if it works though, just to see how things go. I will never be her pet.
“Yes, mistress,” I say, trying to sound full of lust and obedience.
She shoves her ass back hard against me, and I lose my balance, landing on the smooth rock floor. It stings a little, but her colon stays connected to me the whole time. She leans back and I lie down completely. She places her hands on either side of my chest, her feet about my knees, and starts lifting her hips up and down, sliding her tight sphincter up and down my penis.
Reaching around her torso, I grab a breast in each hand, and twist her nipples hard, making her cum again. As her pleasurable energy fills me once more, I let loose with my own orgasm, stuffing her colon with my gooey cum as we shake and shudder together in utter bliss.
We lay like that for a bit, trying to catch our collective breathes. She’s the first to recover, and I can’t stop the moan that escapes me as I feel her colon slide up and away from my cock, leaving it naked and bare for the court to see.
Bending over, she smiles at me, cupping my cheek in her hand. “You, my dear sweet pet, are an abomination that never should have been.” Her voice is barely above a whisper, and I have to strain to hear her. “You’re a Generator. I should by all of our laws kill you on the spot, but I won’t. I can use you instead.”
Once again, I feel her willpower lock my body into place as she stands up, and faces Angela. “I’m afraid, my dear succubus, that you will have to be detained. You know it is against our laws to bring a human here, into our world, and this man is nothing more than that.”
I watch in futile horror as a couple of large hairy black creatures grab hold of Angela, dragging her away. She screams that I’m more than a human, and didn’t break any laws, but the crowd in the bleachers ignores her as they cheer their queen.
TanaVesta turns to another of the large creatures, similar to the ones that’d taken Angela away, and says, “Take him to my chambers. Tonight I’ll snack on human.”
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Chapter 06
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Fun With Dragons
TanaVesta’s golden eyes look down at me. Her large round human breasts bounce upon her chest as she swivels her hips, making my stiffened prick stir around her insides.
My cock is rock hard inside her as she rapes me once again. I’ve long ago lost count of how many times I’ve shot my cum inside her, but she never seems to get enough. The manacles on my wrists and ankles stops me from being able to fight back or defend myself. Is it possible to be worn-out and suffused with energy at the same time?
Despite this being against my will, her pussy wrapped around my rod feels truly fantastic. There is a burning desire deep inside her that sets my loins and lusts on fire. My mind becomes muddled, trying to figure out if I want to get out of here or throw her down and have my way with her hot body.
Strength saturates me as her cunt clamps down on me, and her juices flow down and off my scrotum. Her velvety folds ripple around my thick cock, and I moan loudly as I fire yet one more load into her, thus ending this round as she in turn receives vigor from me. At least this time it had been nonviolent.
“So, how are you liking the end of your second day?” TanaVesta asks me after pulling away from my wet shrinking cock. I can see my seed dripping down her leg as she walks away from the bed I’m chained to.
I shrug, trying to act nonchalant. “Eh, I’ve had better,” I tell her, attempting to goad her into at least killing me. I can’t say it’s been torture, tied up in this antechamber. Every few hours she comes in here, raping me, while I’m strapped helplessly to her bed by chains and manacles. Because every session leaves us both filled with energy, neither of us requires sleep, making time go by painfully slow. I’d still rather be dead than helping this megalomaniac gain more power.
She’s enjoyed terrifying me every chance she gets as well. One time while she was on me, she’d changed into a small dragon and bit off my ear. The experience made her orgasm, and suddenly my ear was back and whole again. I still shudder from that one.
She lets out a throaty laugh, changing back into a ginormous red dragon. Her scales shimmer in the sunlight pouring in from the side of the mountain peak that she makes her home in. “Ah, my pet, you are an interesting one. I don’t do this for your pleasure, of course. If I could get filled up on your life essence without you having any pleasure at all, I would. Unfortunately, if you don’t reach your culmination, then I don’t get my own powers magnified.” The way she says that sends shivers down my spine, which only makes her grin more. Let me tell you, if a dragon of her size smiles at you and you aren’t immediately terrified, then you’re already dead.
Seeing that I’m not going to succeed in having her kill me, I change topics. “What have you done with Angela?” This isn’t the first time I’ve asked this question, and I don’t expect any more of a response than I’ve gotten every other time.
“Get some rest, my pet. I have a long meeting with two other Pillars. I likely won’t be back for a few hours, so expect a double session when I return.” She approaches me, leaning over the bed, and her large, split dragon’s tongue slips out, giving my whole body a good lick. “Mmm, I can’t wait to finally eat you one day, when I am the only Pillar left. It’s been centuries since
I’ve dined on a Generator. Your kind always tastes divine.”
Before I have a chance to say anything or do more than shudder, she turns her bulk around. The large boulder she uses as a door rolls into place, covering the alcove where she keeps me chained up.
Or almost covers. When it’s still about a foot from being fully closed, something on the other side changes. Lights of myriad colors reflect off the smooth rock wall, creating intricate patterns and mosaics. Something tickles my mind, but I can’t quite seem to grasp it.
“Yes, master,” I hear TanaVesta say as if in response to someone, but I can’t hear whom she’s talking with. “It will be as you command. I have already set your plans in motion.”
The colored lights flicker again, and again I almost feel something within my mind. It’s almost as if I know there is something there talking, but no matter how hard I listen or look, I can’t quite catch it.
“He is nothing, master; a pet to entertain myself with. He knows nothing of your plans.” The sound of obeisance in her voice sounds odd and very unfamiliar to me. Who is she talking to? Who could create such a cowed response from the Pillar of Fire?
“I am loyal, master. I will destroy the other Pillars, and this world will be ours.”
The colors swirl one last time and then vanish.
“If my plans work out,” I hear the dragon mumble, “I’ll be able to destroy you when I’m done with the other pillars.” The sounds of her leaving the large chamber echo around the room, and I sigh in relief to know I have a few hours until she’ll be back.
Closing my eyes, I dream of happier days, of anything to take my mind off my current predicament. I remember dominating my boss, how she’d looked while getting off on her own fingers and wish I could have another chance to get into her pants. About meeting Angela, who is most likely dead already, and the fun we’d had together. I think back to growing up, and having the curly redheaded Brooke as my best friend. I even imagine her voice telling me to wake up, her hands on my chest, gently shaking me at first, and then getting rougher.
My eyes snap open as I realize that I’m not really dreaming, and I see Brooke standing over me. Fear and worry are thick in her sea-green eyes. Her face is pale and sweat drips from her brow, but she’s never been more beautiful to me.
“Thank goodness you’re alive,” she sobs, and drops her head to my chest, hugging me tight.
“Huh?” I say as eloquently as I can manage, before my brain starts kicking into gear. “I’d hug you back, but I’m a little tied up at the moment.”
She pulls away, wiping away a fresh set of tears, before looking at me confused. “Why don’t you just break them?”
Flabbergasted, I stare back at her. Doesn’t she think I’ve tried? I made my wrists bloody trying to break free of these chains. Luckily the sex with TanaVesta had healed me immediately. She seemed to take great pleasure in licking the blood off before ravishing me, which is the only reason I quit the futile attempts.
“I can’t, they’re too strong,” I tell her, trying to pull my arm down to show her, and then staring in shock as the chain snaps. The manacle is still around my wrist, but the chain cuts short after about two feet. I repeat the gesture with my left hand, with the same results. Brooke pulls back as I yank my legs up, breaking those chains simultaneously.
I laugh. I just sit there and stare at my hands and feet, laughing. How long have I been able to do that? Is it because of all the vigor I’ve absorbed from the Pillar of Fire? If so, what else can I do now?
Brooke is looking at me worriedly again, and I realize my laughter has turned to manic giggling. It takes me a second to get myself back under control. I stand up and stretch my muscles. I’m tempted to go after TanaVesta and kill her for what she’s done to me; I’m so drunk on my own strength, I almost think I can do it.
“Hurry, Angela is keeping a watch out there. We need to go, before anyone comes here.” Angela’s name seems to set my mind back on reality. It’s one thing to try and take on the red beast by myself, but I’d be putting two other lives in danger. I couldn’t live with myself if I got them killed.
“She’s alive?” I ask, looking for something to cover myself with. I want to run out and see her, but then I see the look in Brooke’s eyes.
“Gee, Brooke, thanks for risking your life and coming to get me,” she says wistfully under her breath, but I’m easily able to pick out the soft sounds of her voice. “I’m so grateful, that I’m more worried about a demonic succubus.”
Shame fills my heart at her words. She’d come in here to rescue me, and one of my first concerns had been Angela. I look closer at my friend and see that her long curly hair has been pulled into a fraying braid, and she looks exhausted. She’s still in her blue shimmering mail, but the bags under her eyes and the slump in her shoulders tells its own story.
“I’m sorry, Brooke. I thought she’d been killed.” Something occurs to me, and I look sharply at my childhood friend. “I thought you said you couldn’t enter TanaVesta’s territory.” Is she the real Brooke? “When I was in high school, and trying out for the swimming team, what advice did you give me?” I need to make sure this is her and not some dragon’s trick.
She stares uncomprehending at me for a moment, and I feel fear start to replace my shame, until she finally answers.
“You’re terrified of any water deeper than your knees. You tried out for the track team, and I told you to keep your eyes forward, and ignore the other runners around you.” Her tone is level, and I can tell that she now understands why I had to ask.
Without hesitation, I wrap my arms around her, hugging her tight to me, until she squeaks, and I realize I’m squeezing too hard. I really don’t know my true strength, anymore. I’m so excited, I even give her a quick peck on the lips, before realizing what I’m doing and pulling back, my face turning beet red.
Her fingers lightly touch her lips in wonder, before she shakes herself, saying, “We need to get moving. I don’t know how much time we have ‘til she returns, but we need to be as far away as possible when she does.”
Angela, still in her Amazon form, gives me a quick hug and a chaste peck on the cheek as we both squeeze past the boulder. I’ve given up on finding anything to wear and run naked next to the two women, through a maze of empty winding tunnels. I’m not willing to use any of my strength to clothe myself. I never know when I’ll need it.
Something doesn’t feel right about the path Angela is leading us down, and after taking a fourth torch lit hallway that is definitely leading down deeper into the mountain, I stop us. It’s also getting hotter the further we go.
“Don’t we need to be going out? We’re going down. I thought the entrance was at the top, or the side of TanaVesta’s chamber,” I ask the succubus, fear filling me once more. I don’t remember ever being this paranoid before, but after what I’ve experienced, I don’t think I can be too careful either.
“If we were going back to the oak to get out, then yes,” she tells me impatiently. “We’d never make it that far. There is another portal deeper down inside the mountain to get back to your realm. It’ll be quicker to get to it than all the way back to the oak.”
She makes sense, and we start running again. My only concern is: why didn’t we use the one here in the first place? We could have completely avoided those trolls.
It only takes another five minutes or so, before our way is blocked by a flow of magma. The air above the flow shimmers from the heat of the molten rock, and I have to shield my eyes from its brightness after the dimmer tunnels.
“Great,” I mumble before turning to face the succubus. “Is there another way around?”
“No, that’s the portal right there,” she tells us, pointing above the lava.
“You want us to jump into the lava? Are you nuts?” I demand, but I can actually feel it there, now that I concentrate on it. Something. . . It almost feels as though I can feel time slipping away through the heated haze.
“Not in. OVER,” she
informs me. I turn back to the burning river and shake my head. I might be able to make it over with my new strength, but there’s no way either of the two women can.
I wish time didn’t feel like it was slipping away. I need to think. Blocking the feeling of flowing time, I concentrate on the magma river.
“Oh, for the love of—“ Brooke says as she takes a running leap, and vanishes when she’s over the liquid rock.
Will I ever get used to magic?
I watch as Angela takes a few steps back, then dashes forward, elegantly jumping in the air, and doing a full flip, before vanishing.
“Show off”! I yell, certain she can’t hear me. Crouching where I am, I shove hard off the ground, hearing the rock crack under the force of my push, and the world blurs around me before going black.
I realize my mistake too late as soft looking tan ground hurtles past me. I shoved so hard that I almost feel as though I’m flying, but I know gravity will take over soon enough, and painfully show me who the boss is.
As soon as I stop ascending, and can feel myself getting pulled back downwards, I try frantically flapping my arms as if I’m some cartoon character and that’ll save me. The chains still attached to my wrists jingle as I stressfully struggle to stay aloft. Somehow, after the direction my life has been going, I think it just might work. My shoulders flair with agony, and it feels like two sharp daggers are protruding from my shoulder blades. Something outside my vision grabs hold of whatever is back there, and I realize that one of the two women must be using their magic to save me. As thankful as I am, I wish it didn’t hurt so much.
No longer worried about falling, I quit uselessly flapping my arms, and begin to plummet again. Once more I move my arms, but notice something at the same time. I can actually feel whatever is sticking out of my back as if it’s a part of me.
“Nice wings,” Angela’s voice breaks my thoughts. I see her flapping her way over to me. From her back are two large gray bat-like wings. “I was afraid I wouldn’t catch you before you hit the ground. When did you learn you could do that, and whatever possessed you to jump through the portal that hard?”
