By: Dawn2069MS

Yuldasha stood on the balcony of her private chambers, high above her dominion. Her eyes traveled over the placid surface idly, yet with a sense of passive satisfaction. The arch-demoness’ gaze got stuck to Mournfall Peak, the ever-active volcano, towering in the far distance of Kazdruk. The yellow-orange color of the mountain’s fire enlightened the dusky sky, a beacon of doom for those who declined to bow to her reign. Yuldasha enjoyed those rare moments of silence. The duties of the Ruler of Kazdruk were fulfilling, yet consuming and sometimes challenging. The tall demon woman caressed her belly with her hands, feeling the sensation of hunger arising within her. It was not only traditional food she craved for, but also the taste of cum and essence. While her thoughts swirled around her growing appetite, her gaze almost got lost in the distant volcano’s primeval fire.

It was the knocking on her chamber’s doors what forced Yuldasha’s mind to snap back into focus. Annoyed about the unexpected disturbance, she went back to her chambers and closed the balcony’s doors behind her.

“Enter!” Yuldasha said in a commanding voice.

As one wing of the massive doors opened, a barefooted petite elven woman entered the demoness’ chambers, hesitant and in awe. Yuldasha recognized the sun-tanned red-haired woman, she was one of her champion Vorgen’s favorite slaves. The young woman was dressed in a tightly laced under-bust corset made of black leather. Her upper arms were locked to the sides of the corset with leather shackles, only granting her forearms to move freely. Further black leather shackles were attached to the elven slave’s wrists and ankles, giving anyone the opportunity to restrain her limbs. Yuldasha recognized a short thin silver chain with a tiny metal orb attached to its lower end, dangling between the slave’s thighs. On closer inspection, she realized that the woman’s clitoris was pierced by a silver ring and that the thin chain was part of the piercing. Yuldasha grinned upon her observation and continued to look at the red-haired elf. In comparison to the last time she had seen her champion’s female slave, the arch-demoness was sure of the fact that his slave’s breasts had grown and gotten more voluptuous, obviously. Another novelty of the elf’s cleavage was her nipple piercings; both were pierced by one and the same round thin silver bar. Its outer tips, each with a tiny silver orb, prevented the nipples to slide off the metal. The overall length of the bar was designed to hold the woman’s full breasts in an inviting position, slightly pressing them together. There was yet another interesting piece of the slave’s attire, a neck-corset. Its design and color was similar to the under-bust corset, but it’s purpose was to hold the woman’s head in a straight upright position. Even if the elven slave would have wished to bow down her head in devotion, she wouldn’t be able to do so.

After Yuldasha had examined the young woman and upon recognizing Vorgen’s perfidious idea behind his slave’s attire, the demoness grinned again, wickedly, and decided to be responsive to the game. She beckoned the young woman to come closer, eyeballing every single one of her steps. As the elven slave intended to kneel down in front of her, Yuldasha suddenly spoke up:

“Don’t you want to bow down your head in the presence of your queen, my dear?”

The young woman felt nearly paralyzed. Unsure if she was still expected to kneel down, she gazed at her queen’s face with wide eyes, scared. She was just about to speak, as Yuldasha continued unsettling her:

“Well? Have you forgotten how to devote yourself as a submissive slave?”

After suddenly sinking down on her knees, the trembling woman struggled to bow down her upper body as far as her tight corset would allow it, answering to her queen’s question with a quivering voice:

“This girl is so s-sorry, M-Mistress. The new attire t-this girl has been granted does hinder her to …”

“Oh really?” Yuldasha cut her off and continued: “So the reason for your failure is not you, but those nice presents granted to you by your master? Is that what you want to tell me, girl? An excuse for your inaptness?”

Yuldasha relished toying with slaves. The wicked game of intimidation and affection, dominance and submission, it was her home match and she was a highly skilled player. The only downside of the game was the lack of other skilled players, players like Vorgen and Aeltha, who knew how to get the ball rolling.

“P-please forgive this girl, Mistress. This girl is an unworthy slut and has failed to …”

The arch-demoness interrupted the sobbing elven woman anew with a stern voice:

“I’m not your mistress. I am your queen. … Now keep quiet, rise and look at your queen, slave.”

The tan-skinned elf obeyed in silence, stood up and looked up into Yuldasha’s face. Her eyes were filled with tears. Yuldasha tenderly grabbed the woman’s chin between her thumb and index finger and forced her to come closer. After placing a soft kiss on the slave’s lips, the demoness said:

“Those won’t be the last tears you’re going to shed. Be aware that I am going to punish you right after you’ve told me why you are here, slave. I am sure you’ll accept your punishment without any further word of protest, won’t you?”

The elven woman nodded slightly. Yuldasha smiled, moved her luscious purple lips to the slave’s left ear and whispered:

“Good girl. … Now tell me why you are here.”

The demoness released the young woman from her grip. While being informed about the slave’s task, she gracefully walked toward a wooden table in one of the corners of her chamber, her hooves clacking elegantly with every step.

“This girl’s Master, Master Vorgen, humbly requests his Queen’s presence in his chambers. It is Master’s wish to inform his Queen about the progress of the preparations for the DalMarkaan invasion.”

Yuldasha turned around and faced the elven slave. While approaching her plaything anew, criss-crossing her steps and gracefully emphasizing her hips as ever, she responded:

“It’s about time! I’ve waited long enough. … Here, hold this for me, my dear.”

The elven slave gazed at Yuldasha’s outstretched hand. Fully aware of how she would be punished, she gulped, afraid, but obeyed her queen’s order, trembling. The object she got handed over from the arch-demoness was a whip, a cat o’ nine tails. The straps of the whip were made of leather, its handle was of a silver metal.

Yuldasha ordered the scared woman to position herself in front of one of the stone pillars within her chamber. Several metal loops were embedded in the stone and metal rings and shackles were attached to every one of them. After commanding her slave to hold the whip with her mouth, the demoness detached the shackles of the woman’s upper arms from the corset and locked her wrist shackles to one of the metal loops above her head, as well as her ankles to metal loops near the floor. The elf was pinned to the pillar, helpless and prepared to receive her punishment, at least in the demoness’ eyes. Yuldasha released the elven woman’s mouth from the whip’s handle and moved another of her toys into the slave’s field of view. It was a leather strap with a steel ring gag. Attached to the ring was a tentacle-like creature in the form of a penis. The shape of the cerise-colored worm-like entity’s head was similar to a cock’s glans, including what looked like an urethra. Its body – its shaft – was covered with an out of scale amount of pulsating veins. The base of its body looked like a single oversized testicle, covered with six tiny tentacles, each of them as long as a finger and as thin as quill, wiggling as if they were constantly seeking to get hold of something.

As the enchained woman got aware of the bizarre slippery creature, her eyes gaped in horror and her breath caught. Yuldasha suddenly grabbed the elven woman’s cheeks with her fingers and pressed them together, forcing her mouth open. Placing the tip of the cock-like creature on the stunned slave’s lips, she whispered, smiling salaciously:

“I will gag you now, my dear. We don’t want to hear your screams through all of my Spire, do we?”

While slowly shoving the slippery tentacle into the horrified elf’s mouth, Yuldasha continued:

“I think I will mainly whip your gorgeous tits. And after I’ll have drawn enough pleasure from your punishment, I may consider granting you the honor to give me a tit-fuck.”

The young woman started to gag on the invading cock-like creature, while the tiny tentacles at the entity’s scrotum-like base brushed over her quivering lips. Yuldasha released her grip from the slave’s cheeks and fastened the steel ring behind the woman’s head with the leather strap. After placing her hand on the choking woman’s throat, a tiny surge of her dark magic animated the cock-tentacle to expand itself deeper into the elf’s throat, then causing it to contract back into the mouth, just to rhythmically repeat the motion. The demoness giggled wickedly, took back a few steps and started to descent her whip onto the bare breasts of her victim.

A burning pain jolted through the red-haired elf’s trembling body as the first forceful lash of Yuldasha’s cat o’ nine tails grounded on the upper side of her breasts, forcing the young woman’s muscles to clench due to the agonizing sensation. Tears rushed to her eyes. She had never felt the kiss of a whip before. The only thing she was able to do right now was to scream aloud into her bizarre gag. It was a guttural scream, rhythmically interrupted by the gargling noises of the cock-creature violating her throat relentlessly.

Before the pained woman was able to comprise what was just happening, a second lash impacted on the underside of her breasts, forcing another muffed scream of agony out of her gagged mouth. Another forceful lash of the whip brushed over the aching skin of her tormented bosom and nipples, then another one, and another … and another. The whip’s kisses suddenly came in much shorter succession, denying the groaning woman to answer every blast of agony with a scream. The mistreated slave suddenly felt a fast raising heat between her legs, as she suddenly lost control over her bladder. While further strokes of Yuldasha’s whip descended on her sore breasts, pushing the burning pain far beyond any limit the young woman had experienced so far, the sensation of the metal weight jolting on her pierced clitoris with every one of her body’s convulsions made her nearly go mad. Suddenly, a huge wave of arousing lust catapulted from between her legs through all of her body, mixing up with the jolts of agony from her breasts, her mind torn between pleasure and pain.

Yuldasha was highly skilled with using her whip. The graceful, yet forceful motions of the whip were like she was painting a large picture of pain onto an invisible canvas, accompanied by an inaudible rhythm. Every lash was placed advisedly, leaving more and more red streaks all over the breasts of her victim. The demoness was more than satisfied with the progress of the punishment. She groaned every time her whip smacked on the naked skin of the tormented elf, knowing that her little tentacle toy would soon excrete tiny amounts of a substance which would fuel the slave’s passion. While whipping the young woman, Yuldasha got more and more aroused. She relished hearing her victim trying to scream while still gagging on cock-creature relentlessly penetrating her throat.

A wave of energy and red shocks of magic suddenly started to dance around the demoness’ hips and pelvis, then moved down to her vulva and up her navel. As the whirlwind of magic particles faded away, Yuldasha was equipped with her beloved large equine-like cock which was already rock hard, and the appropriate set of grapefruit-sized balls.

The aroused arch-demoness recognized that her elven plaything was on the brink of passing out. Her tear-stained eyes were already rolled up back into her head and her gagged groans and screams had become agony-stained whimpers. Yuldasha ceased the treatment and looked at her victims sore breasts; they were almost glowing red due to the intense whipping.

“Poor girl. I promise you’ll be rewarded after I’ve cum between your tits …”

Having made her promise, Yuldasha grabbed the testicle-like base of the cock-creature, the tiny tentacles eagerly wrapping themselves around her finger, and slowly pulled the entity back through the steel ring gag, out of the slave’s throat and mouth. The elven woman was still dazed, but grasped for air in a knee-jerk reaction, coughing, sobbing. After releasing her slave from the stone pillar, Yuldasha positioned her on her back, at a very specific location on her chamber’s stone floor. The place was obviously designed to pin a humanoid figure to the floor. A variety of metal loops and shackles were embedded in the stone, similar to those of the pillar. After restraining the panting woman to the ground in a y-shaped position, her arms locked above her head again and her legs spread apart, Yuldasha knelt over the woman’s belly, the large horse cock towering over her sore breasts. She fetched the still hard cock-tentacle, pointed its head toward the slave’s cleavage and tenderly squeezed its testicle-like base, forcing the creature to spurt out some gushes of its slippery liquid. The demoness then reached behind her and placed the wiggling creature’s head at the elf’s labia. The moment the bizarre cock entered her vagina, the abused woman moaned through the ring gag due to the sudden and unexpected flesh spreading her inside walls. Moments later, the base of the creature reached their destination and the six thin tentacles locked themselves in place. Four of them grabbed the young woman’s labia, while one of them stretched out and reached for her anus, its tip just about long enough to tease the sphincter. The sixth tentacle took hold of her pierced clit. Yuldasha realized that the creature had started to move again, expanding and contracting within its new wet home, countering its movement with its small tentacles.

The elven slave continued to groan, still torn between the bizarre sensation of pleasure between her legs and the lasting pain of her tormented breasts. As the demoness started to lay her hands onto her sore breasts, massaging them to spread the cock-worm’s slippery liquid in between, the renewed sensation of burning pain forced the helpless woman to moan aloud; she was much too exhausted to scream.

Yuldasha finally moved the tip of her equine cock to the underside of her slave’s tits and slowly pushed it into the cleavage, passionately, relishing the sensation of soft skin enclosing most of her cockhead. The massive size of her cock would normally have forced the elven woman’s voluptuous breasts apart, but the silver bar which connected both of her nipples held them together as far as possible, making the breast’s slippery cleavage enjoyably tight. Further distorted moans of pain and pleasure welled up from below, as the slave’s already sore nipples got painfully stretched due to Yuldasha’s massive cock. As the tip of her swollen member had passed the elf’s cleavage and reached her chin, the demoness pulled back her loins until her glans was trapped between the slave’s heavenly warm tits again, just to slowly thrust it forward again, and again, and again …

Yuldasha took hold of her slave’s sore breasts, playing with them, feeling the soft flesh in her palms, enjoying the moans of pain from under her. Then, she used her hand to press her plaything’s breasts together against her cock, intensifying the sensation. She heightened the pace, fucking them, her cockhead sticking out of the cleavage to brush the elf’s chin, every forward stroke moving the aroused demoness toward an intense orgasm.

» Those tits are most definitely made for fucking. « Yuldasha thought.

Her hips moved faster as though on their own, as she felt herself race toward her climax. While she relished the moans of the young woman under her, the demoness suddenly slowed down her pace again; she wanted to feel every inch of her cock sliding through the slippery cleavage while cumming.

“I’m gonna cum … mmmhhh …”

A few more slow and passionate thrusts were enough to move Yuldasha over the edge. Tightening, she came. As her cock started spurting the first huge surges of sticky white cum in between her slave’s breasts, she slowly pushed forward her loins, while the pressure of the soft and sore tits sent waves of orgasmic peaks through her horse cock. Her phallus sewed rope after rope of hot seed on the slave’s breasts and face. After Yuldasha’s gushing cockhead reached the elf’s chin again, she locked her body in this position between her boobs, her hands holding them tight. Lots of the delicious cum filled the slave’s mouth which was still forced open by the steel ring gag. Some of the white nectar got in her hair, her cheeks, her forehead, even on the neck-corset and the throat. The amount of cum was actually large enough to cover nearly all of the young woman’s face.

Yuldasha slowly descended from the peak of her orgasm, panting with satisfaction. She looked down at the red-haired woman’s cum-covered face and recognized her mouth full of semen.

“Swallow it.” she said in a commanding, yet alluring voice.

Delighted about the fact that the elven slave hadn’t eaten the white liquid in her mouth without been given permission to, the satisfied demoness watched the abused woman swallow what she had in her mouth. She still groaned because of the wiggling cock-tentacle working inside her vagina.

Yuldasha withdrew her equine cock from the slave’s cleavage. The painful sensation of release of the elf’s sore and overstimulated nipples made her whine, followed by another moan of pleasure from between her legs. The arch-demoness lifted her loins from her captive’s belly and rose to her feet. After magically dissolving her equine cock, she looked down at her champion’s slave and bid farewell:

“I’ll leave you now, my dear. Time to pay my champion a visit and see what he’s got for me.”

Yuldasha moved toward her chamber’s doors, her hooves’ steps on the stone floor echoing through the room. Looking back at her plaything who was still locked to the floor, she addressed the slave anew:

“Ah right, your promised reward! Since I am so satisfied with you, my dear, I’ll refrain from leaving you to my Keeat Hounds … at least for now. Instead, you may enjoy my little worm-toy in your pussy. It’s a neat little invention, you know? The liquid it oozes prevents one from passing out, so there’s no need to be afraid of missing any of your upcoming orgasms.”

Yuldasha giggled wickedly and continued while closing the door behind her:

“Your master will pick you up in a few hours I assume.”

“Oh, and I expect you to count your orgasms and make a report to him, my dear.”

As Yuldasha left her chambers, the exhausted elven woman groaned aloud while suffering through her first orgasm, one of many more to come.

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Vorgen had finalized his preparations to inform his queen about the progress of the invasion about two hours ago. He had planned to surprise Yuldasha with two kinds of presentations. The first one would be something to appease his queen’s hunger. Since the obsidian-colored demon was well aware of Yuldasha’s appetite, and since he made it his business to always be informed about his queen’s longings, he had prepared another of his favorite human slave for her.

Yuldasha was on her way down the Spire’s central stairway. After passing the Lookout Post’s balconies, she decided to pay a visit to the Alchemy and Sorcery Chamber before descending further. As she entered the large hall, she encountered Aeltha, her ambitious sorceress, writing into a heavy-looking ancient book with a quill, highly concentrated and lost in thought. Yuldasha remained silent and looked her over from the distance, her arms folded, slightly pushing up her massive breasts.

“It pleases me to see my retinue working hard.” Yuldasha said after some minutes.

Her queen’s words made the sorceress cease her writing. Surprised about not having heard the distinctive clacking of Yuldasha’s cloven hooves upon her approach, she rose from her stool, went down to one of her knees and bowed her head to pay her respects to her queen:

“Greetings, my Mistress. How may I be of service?”

“At ease, my sorceress. I’m just passing through. … How is your work coming along?”

Yuldasha’s interest was straightforward. While she continued approaching Aeltha with ever-graceful steps, the sorceress explained what she was working on:

“I am about to complete the preparations for the last parts of the blood-ritual, Mistress. The one we’re going to use for our invasion of DalMarkaan. I’ve just finished my calculations concerning the blood sacrifices and the size of the rift we need to create.”

The arch-demoness smiled at her sorceress, placed both of her hands on Aeltha’s cheeks and gave her a tender kiss on her forehead. She looked into her eyes and whispered:

“Very good, Aeltha. Keep up your excellent work. I’ll summon you later on, then you may report to me in detail. Right now, I need to pay a visit to my dear Vorgen …”

“Of course, Mistress.” Aeltha replied and bowed her head again.

Yuldasha turned around and left the chamber. She passed the Great Library and the Supply Cache without further stops and finally reached the Spire’s level holding the Superior Personnel Quarters. She found herself getting curious about what her champion Vorgen was about to present to her. Right after opening the heavy door to his chambers, the arch-demoness was confronted with an exciting scene.

A young male slave was bound to a wooden bar. The bar was hanging in a height of approximately two meters. It was easy for Yuldasha to remember the young human. The shape of his body, his facial features, his long black hair, all of his appearance was very feminine and he was more beautiful than some of the her human female slaves. The light-skinned man was dressed with a black leather corset, as well as black leather cuffs clothing his legs, thighs and arms. The young man’s arms were bound behind his back with additional leather straps wrapped around his forearms. A set of ropes was attached to the leather corset and held the slaves body floating in the air under the wooden bar. His legs were spread apart and his ankles lifted over his head, bound to the wooden bar with an additional set of ropes. The position revealed all of the young man’s private parts, his erect penis, his balls, as well as his plugged anus. The horned demon stood behind his male slave, naked, his clawed hands resting on the womanly man’s hips. The slave was impaled onto the white-eyed demon’s large and ribbed cock, slowly gliding in and out of his anus, stretching his sphincter. The bound man’s hard penis twitched rhythmically, his balls heavy, swinging slightly. He groaned into his ball-gag, pleasure-driven, on the brink of going mad due to an overwhelming stimulation, his eyes partly rolled up into his skull. Yuldasha admired the arousing scene in front of her and addressed her champion:

“Your taste in terms of slaves always amazes me. As well as your little games.” she leered.

Vorgen slightly bowed down his head and responded to his queen’s statement:

“Then it was the right choice to send you my red-headed plaything. I hope she was able to pleasure you properly, my Queen? Has she been able to satisfy your appetite?”

Yuldasha grinned impishly and answered Vorgen’s questions:

“Let me put it like this: Right now she enjoys her reward. And just to make something clear: My appetite is as ever-lasting as my reign. Always remember that, my champion.”

The tall demon smiled, knowing, and continued the conversation while relentlessly shoving his dick into his slave’s butt, forcing him to groan with pleasure, again and again:

“Of course I will. And since I always expect my Queen to have a longing for more, may I humbly offer you this young stud’s delicious nectar? I am stimulating his anus and prostate for over one hour now. He would have climaxed several times by now, but I denied him to do so.”

Yuldasha gazed at the beautiful slave’s nether regions, as Vorgen continued to verbalize his offer:

“Look at his swollen testicles, my Queen. They are filled up to their limit with white hot cum. His cock has gotten super-sensitive, so when he’s finally allowed to cum, he will suffer through the most intense and exhausting single orgasm of his entire life. He’s a needy little boy-slut, and he craves for salvation.”

The aroused arch-demoness knelt down in front of the bound slave without hesitation. She grabbed the young man’s shaft and balls with her hands and commanded him to look at her face. Though slightly dazed, the lascivious slave gazed at his queen in awe and with hope.

Yuldasha started to massage the slave’s balls and moved her full lips toward his hypersensitive glans. The moment she let her wet tongue flicker over its most sensitive spot, the raphe where the foreskin is connected to the shaft, the young man groaned aloud, barely able focus on his queen’s face. The kneeling demoness suddenly increased the pressure of her tongue and forcefully started to circle her tongue all over the glans and the foreskin in its direct vicinity. She moaned with relish upon tasting the salty human flesh, and the womanly man’s groans of pleasure morphed to a heavy panting.

Vorgen recognized that his boy-toy was yet again ready to cum. All of the slave’s body tensed in anticipation of his climax. As soon as he was released from the curse of denied orgasms, he was tossed over the peak of a soul-crushing climax. He came. Hard.

The moment the young stud cried into his gag and his back arced as he came, Yuldasha sank her head to take the tip of his cock into her mouth, sucking even more intensely than before. Huge loads of sticky white cum gushed into the demoness’ mouth, and Yuldasha swallowed every surge that came out, greedily sucking him dry. The overwhelmed young man shook and moaned to the intensively incredible ecstasy he experienced, his eyes clenched shut. Drained by Yuldasha’s blow-job, the tension of his body loosened slightly, leaving the nearly unconscious man hanging in his ropes and panting for air through his nostrils. Releasing him from her mouth with an obscene slurp, Yuldasha smiled lasciviously and licked over her lower and upper lips to make sure she had gotten all of the slave’s semen.

“What an excellent taste,” she purred, “Not bad at all, for a human.”

The demoness rose to her hooves and looked over to her champion who just had withdrawn his phallus from his slave’s anus. She beckoned him to her and whispered into his ear:

“Well, that was a tasty interlude. I’m curious what other surprise you have prepared for me.”

“If you are willing to follow me, my Queen, I’ll show it to you right away.” Vorgen responded.

Yuldasha nodded and followed her champion. They descended to the base of the Spire and approached the Mess Hall, one of the largest chambers of the Spire. Vorgen guided his queen to a gate which lead to one of the many inner balconies inside the Mess Hall. After stopping in front of the gate, Vorgen turned around to face Yuldasha, signaled her to pause and humbly addressed his queen:

“My Queen. This is the army for the DalMarkaan invasion. … Your army.”

Vorgen opened the gate, offered Yuldasha his hand and elegantly guided his queen out onto the balcony, presenting her an awe-inspiring view.

Yuldasha gazed at a huge army of Kazdruk warriors, men and women alike, filling all of the great Mess Hall. They were standing in formation, a military parade displaying sheer demon power. It were at least ten-thousand Kazdruk, standing in hordes of five hundred, looking like giant patches of demonic force plastering the floor of the hall. The arch-demoness was awestruck. Standing in presence of this huge army made a pleasant shiver run down her spine. She was surprised about the calmness of all those warriors. No murmurs waving through the crowd, no-one behaving shady or stepping out of the lines; a demonstration of discipline and devotion.

The Ruler of Kazdruk stepped forward to the balcony’s edge and placed her hands on the balustrade, her eyes wandering across the hall. She smiled, satisfied, then raised her voice:

“This is a sight to behold indeed! The invasion of DalMarkaan will begin in exactly six days. I expect my army to be as efficient and ruthless as back then, when I crushed the Goldulin Empire and invaded DelHelshan. Soon, my subordinates, your weapons will taste human and elven blood, and your cocks and cunts will be satisfied by those remaining alive and enslaved.”

“Hail Kazdruk!” Vorgen shouted soulfully from behind his queen, rising his first into the air.

“Hail Yuldasha!” the horde chorused, their praise echoing through the Mess Hall like thunder, while ten-thousand fists simultaneously rose into the air.

Yuldasha smiled anew, satisfied, knowing.

By: Dawn2069MS

Kyaara’s Journal, Day #87, Sun Cycle 106

I awoke from an uneasy sleep. I looked at my beautiful sister and felt guilty again; I wonder if the pain of guilt will fade. Ridiculously enough I actually want to feel the pain – I raped my sister after all … no, it was even worse. She expected me to save her from her kidnappers and rapists, but I failed to help and violated her throat instead … and by the gods, it felt so good. Damn those thoughts, they scare the crap out of me! I knew that my inner demonic half would get through some day, hell I felt it every time I got enraged when fighting, but I never expected to … shit … Fuck you, Rhyeesh! It’s all her doing, whatever that damn succubus has done to us, she’ll pay for it! Need to take a break from writing, drenched in tears again.

I was preparing a small traveler’s breakfast when Tianna woke up. She noticed me sitting at the wooden table and smiled at me. Is she happy to see me? Doesn’t she remember what I’ve done to her? Or has she also been manipulated by the succubus? She got up from her bed, wrapped up warm in her blanket, and came towards me. I didn’t know what to feel, what to say. I just gazed at her blue eyes. She knelt down in front of me, put her petite hands on my cheeks and gave me a soft kiss on my forehead. Please, I don’t deserve this! She looked in my eyes, smiled and hugged me dearly … a gesture a thousand times stronger than any word. I felt her heavy breasts push against mine, the scent of cum and sex was still present on her body … and there it was again, a bizarre feeling of arousal, and the forbidden desire to … No! Get a grip, Kyaara!

After breakfast, we continued our journey home. We packed together our belongings and saddled Seriso. Since my horse would exhaust faster due to carrying both my sister and me, I feared that we needed to buy some rations in the nearby enclave. The people of Meerisath are a friendly folk, the trading between them and our small elven exile colony flourishes with no discord between our villages. However, Tianna had been kidnapped by Kazdruk in the vicinity of Meerisath, so we needed to beware of demons disguised among the humans.

Kyaara’s Journal, Day #88, Sun Cycle 106

The more distance we put between us and Meerisath, the better I felt. Eight days of traveling, searching, and feelings of anxiety, and we finally travel homewards to our small elven enclave. Having my beloved sister at my side again comforts me so much … hard to put it into words. Her faith seems to be unbowed. This morning I joined her praying to Eletha, our Goddess of the North. I dunno why I joined her worship, I’m far from being a religious person, but I somehow felt it would make her happy … and maybe I hoped for absolution … oh dear, such naivety. I’m still unsure if Tianna remembers our last incident. If that demon bitch has really manipulated her memory, is it better for her this way, rather than her remembering what I’ve done to her? … Oh god, such thoughts again, and this time they are even more scary, because – right now – I can’t tell if they came from my demonic self… or from me … fuck.

When we both ride on my horse, Tianna usually sits in front of me. We tried it the other way, but since I carry my combat blades in a holster on my back, it felt uncomfortable for her to always feel my weapons on her large breasts … I mean, gee, if I had a rack like hers, I wouldn’t want to press them into the back of the person in front of me. The problem of having my sister sit on the saddle in front of me is the constant sensation of her butt rubbing against my crotch. So weird. Today I caught myself fantasizing about how it would feel to have her nice butt plugged with my cock while riding … all of those sex-tainted thoughts give me a hard-on and the pressure of my cock straining my pants is almost unbearable. Oh god, what’s happening to me? Why am I so horny all the time? If this keeps going on, I fear I’ll lose control.

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On the morning of the second day traveling homeward, Kyaara was the first to wake. Dawn had broken, the campfire was burning low, and Tianna was still sleeping tightly. It was silent, almost peaceful. In contrast, Kyaara was on her own, entangled in an odd situation. The feeling of arousal had returned.

» Gods, no! « she thought to herself as she felt a familiar but strong pressure in her crotch.

Kyaara’s cock was so hard it almost hurt. Though she only wore a slip at the moment, the pressure of her cockhead stretching the fabric was unbearable. She removed her slip and looked at her swollen phallus as it sprung from her confines. She admired the pretty shape, the prominent curvy vein running up her shaft, the touch of violet of her glans complementing the blue-grayish color.

» Dammit, get a grip Kyaara! « she thought loudly to herself.

She always knew what her cock looked like, but she couldn’t stop admiring it; her cock was so sensitive, so needy. She peered over to look at her beautiful sister; she was still sleeping peacefully. Kyaara shuddered as precum began to ooze out of her in anticipation. Seeing her sister lying like that, Kyaara couldn’t hold back anymore.

She brought her hand to her cock and began to touch herself. Kyaara wrapped her thumb and index finger around the shaft of her cock and slowly slid them downwards, pulling back her foreskin. She groaned the moment she rubbed her sensitive glans with her other index finger, and her loins began to gyrate on their own, leaning in to her touch. But it wasn’t enough – Kyaara craved more. She started circling her finger over the tip, slowly smudging the flow of glossy precum all over her glans. It felt so good, teasing herself like that. She lifted her dripping index finger to her lips. Kyaara stuck out her tongue and licked her finger, relishing her own precum. The taste of it was intoxicating, and it aroused her even more. She felt her heartbeat pulsing through the veins of her cock, and her erection grew even stronger as more precum seeped out with every beat. She felt many sensations, both painful and pleasurable, emanating from her cock, but she still wanted more. Kyaara drooled into the palm of her hand and placed it over her glans. The moment she started to massage her cockhead, focusing on the very sensitive raphe that connects the underside of the head to the shaft, she couldn’t help herself but to groan again, and again, and again – craving more.

Kyaara started to slide her precum-and-saliva slicked hand up and down her shaft, her slippery fingers gliding over her highly stimulated glans, while massaging her balls with her other hand. She glanced over to her still sleeping sister again and suddenly felt herself race towards the finish line. Clenching her jaw tightly, she involuntarily increased the stimulation of her tightening hands, making her pant due to the waves of lust ravaging through her.

“I’mhhh … I-hhm … cumming!”

She groaned loudly as a mind shattering orgasm blasted through her, the sight of her adorable Tianna intensifying the sensations until Kyaara’s vision became blurry and she started to see stars in her eyes. As she climaxed, huge surges of cum shot into the air like a fountain and rained heavily down upon her hands, stomach, and thighs. When her spurts of semen started to dwindle, she bobbed her hand up and down roughly to forcefully pump whatever cum was left in her churning balls. Kyaara trembled and heaved for air while enduring the aftermath of her self-imposed orgasm. When she was finished, she gently released the grip on her cock and gazed at her cum-covered hand and abdomen, studying the viscous strands of semen between her fingers. She paused, hesitant to taste her own cum. She looked back at Tianna once more. If she knows the taste already, she pondered for a moment, then raised her cum-stained fingers to her lips. The scent of fresh cum – her own cum – was captivating. Kyaara was nearly stunned by the sweet-but-salty flavor the moment she tasted her own love-juice for the first time, hungrily licking and sucking each of her fingers.

» I’m – Mmmm – so good, Kyaara … « she exclaimed in her mind.

» God, I’d give my right arm to be able to taste my nectar straight from the horse’s mouth, or to put it bluntly, straight from my cockhead. «

She shivered as the meaning and visions of that last thought took hold in her mind.

» Great thoughts, Kyaara. Masturbating apparently isn’t enough to satisfy your inner demon. «

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Kyaara’s Journal, Day #90, Sun Cycle 106

I wish I would’ve been able to sleep longer. My erection caused me to wake much earlier than usual. And … I masturbated while thinking about Tianna. Damn those demon-infested thoughts! But it was worse than that – I also tasted my own cum, and again I was thinking about my sister. Damn your half-breed body, Kyaara! But as vile as it was, I needed that release this morning, more than I wanted. What I would have given for the chance to feel my sister’s soft lips on my cock! By the gods, at that moment? Everything! … No, I mustn’t give in! I fear that the feeling of satisfaction will not last long.

… please, Eletha, give me strength to endure this!

Yesterday I had not been in the mood to write something down. After riding all day long, we had found a nice spot to set up camp, aside from the usual traveling paths, at the border of a small forest. We had been sitting at the campfire with my empty gaze lost to the ambient flames. The sight of my sister trying to massage her shoulder, her face being slightly contorted with pain, caught my attention. I had asked her what the matter was and she’d said that her shoulders and neck were aching after the long ride. I had stood up, went over to her and knelt down behind her. “Let me help you here” my words had been, then I had slid down her priestess’ robes from her shoulders, revealing her full breasts and the beautiful white corset – gosh, what an adorable sight – and moved her soft silken hair to the side while I started massaging her neck and shoulders. Good thing I know how to do this.

Tianna had enjoyed my treatment. After some minutes, she had closed her eyes and leaned against my touches, groaning softly. God, hearing her sweet moans had made a pleasant shiver run down my spine … and it had made me get aroused, yet again. I had tried to concentrate on my task, tried to continue massaging her shoulders, but the pressure in my pants had risen … yet again. And the pressure in my mind, the urge to give in to this abyssal dark desire had grown within me, relentlessly, alluringly … yet again. I remember that my hands had started to tremble. My beloved Tianna, she must had felt it. She had unexpectedly grabbed my shaking hands, tenderly, just holding them tight. I had no idea what had happened, but suddenly I was able to calm down. My vision was blurring again – tears were pooling my eyes. The only urge which had remained was to hug my sister, so I gave in, leaned against Tianna’s back, wrapped my arms around her, and cuddled my head up to the side of hers, my chin resting on her shoulder. I love you so much. I love you so much … I hadn’t been able to speak, just to sob, so my thoughts had remained unspoken.

Kyaara’s Journal, Day #91, Sun Cycle 106

The fourth day of our journey was quite eventful. After following the trail of the Red River, we finally reached its spring and we knew we were halfway home. Looking at the clear water bursting out of a huge rock formation, one wonders why the river got it’s name, but the reason for it being named the Red River is its clay river bed. Several hundred meters from the spring, the water of the river gets colored slightly red as the water disturbs the clay bed. The first time I saw the river I was disappointed, because I had expected to see a nice red color of the water. What I had seen instead was an unimpressive stream of red-brownish dirt. But it was wise Tianna who showed me the truth behind the river’s name. If you look over its surface towards the descending sun, the reflection of its light is a pure, almost glowing, red. So beautiful, a sight to behold.

Gee, I let my mind wander from the subject. We were in the middle of setting up camp as Tianna recognized another horse coming towards the spring. Since it wasn’t clear to me if the incoming stranger was friend of foe, I made myself combat ready, drawing my two blades, positioning myself to start the dance. I wasn’t able to figure out who the rider was at first. It was a man, that was for sure. His horse was trotting and what I could see from his body language was that he seemed to be quite relaxed. He was wearing light-grayish robes, he apparently was bald, but gray-bearded. It was an old man … No, an elder elf. I suddenly felt this odd sensation of familiarity while eyeballing the stranger. Before I was able to further question who he was, he waved to me and shouted, his voice sounding hoarse but friendly.

“You always present yourself with your daggers drawn, don’t you, Kyaara?” the old man had shouted. I instantly recognized the voice. It was Ormond, elder priest of Eletha, spiritual guide of our small exile colony and mentor and old friend to Tianna and myself! Surprised about meeting him here, I smiled at him, the tension of my body decreasing slowly. I replied that I didn’t know what he meant and that my blades were just trappings a girl needed these days. I remember grinning impishly. Ormond started to laugh, an honest laugh, one good for the soul. I put my swords back to their scabbard and helped the old man dismount. Without saying another word, he opened up his arms and offered me a hug. I happily accepted the gesture of friendship and closeness; after our parents deaths years ago, he had been the one who had taken care of us orphans, like a father. Tianna soon after recognized the arrival of her mentor – her squeal of happiness was unmistakable. I heard her rushing towards us, joining in the hugging, sobbing silently. I don’t know how long we stood there. It felt like an eternity, it felt good, peaceful, safe.

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Kyaara and Tianna were glad that Ormond was with them. Curious as to what he was doing out here or where he intended to travel, they sat down near the campfire and started talking. After telling Ormond about what had happened – without going into the kinky details too much – he contemplated then addressed the girls frankly. He surmised that both of them had been cursed by Rhyeesh and that both of them were still feeling that there was something remaining resident within them. He also asked the sisters what they had planned to do after returning home, and they quickly realized that they had no answer. To that question. Tianna told him that she hoped to find help for both of them, to cure them of Kazdruk’s taint. In fact, she hoped for Ormond to be able to help, but his answer scattered the sisters hope. The old priest’s facial expression was gloomy as he started to talk:

“I want to be honest to you two girls. I fear that no one in our colony will be able to help you; even I don’t know how to deal with Kazdruk magic. Those who follow the path of our goddess Eletha have been taught to be persistent, to endure whatever burden fate has assigned to us. This is where we draw our strength from. Your sister knows what I mean, Kyaara. She’s a priestess of Eletha after all. But, since we are dealing with Kazdruk magic, seeking help to counter whatever taints the two of you might be the better choice. And in my opinion, the only place where you can find help is at home, at AzurLyyn.“

Ormond, Tianna and Kyaara continued to talk far into the night. They decided to follow the old man’s recommendation and travel to the north-east of DalMarkaan, passing the Breken Nordlands. Being a well-traveled man, the elder priest had further information for the sister’s journey. His words were quite formative:

“Beware the Nordlanders, my friends. Though all I know is invariably based on rumors, never forget that every rumor has a grain of truth. What I know about them is that they’re rumored to be degenerated humanoids who had chosen to isolate themselves from the cold surface of the world generations ago. Their society is rumored to consist of a clan-like structure, following bizarre traditions and rites. They supposedly worship some sort of dark deity and therefore have been gifted with an inhuman skin coloration, as well as with the ability to see in total darkness. Sounds like they’d be a perfect match for the Kazdruk, doesn’t it? However, I want to say this: If you want to make contact with them during your journey, be as careful as possible. You never know what sort of dangers lie hidden beyond the surface of the Breken Nordlands.”

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Kyaara’s Journal, Day #92, Sun Cycle 106

We got up at the crack of dawn. Our conversation with Ormond yesterday evening had resulted in a bunch of decisions – painful decisions. The hardest one we had to come to was to not continue traveling homewards to our exile colony, but home towards AzurLyyn, the Elvish Prosperity north of DelHelshan … Home? It doesn’t feel like home … I mean, there had been a reason why we had been advised to go into exile back then. A blue-skinned elven shemale born out of a mother’s violation by a frigging Kazdruk would have been – how did they say it back then – a source of irritation for our northern elven society. Don’t make me laugh! I’ve been a child back then … innocent … a child, dammit! But, dash it all! Ormond had been right, and there was even more: Rhyeesh. I am sure that the succubus is still close on our heels, and if my assumption is right and we continued to travel homewards, we would lead her directly to our elven colony.

Our new destination: The north-eastern land tongue of the Breken Nordlands of DalMarkaan. We planned to try contacting the Wanderers of SajaRuun in order to obtain a passage on a ship towards AzurLyyn. Traveling north would have involved passing two major obstacles though. One of them is the Dragon’s Spine, the mountains which separate the northern landmass of DalMarkaan from the southern one. Even though there’s a mountain pass leading through the highly jointed rock formation, most of the travelers and caravans avoid this route and accept going a long way round. The reason is simple: According to legend, the mountains are dragon territory, and from that they had gained their name. Well, you need to take a risk every now and then … The second obstacle was something I didn’t know so far. Ormond had told us that the inhabitants of the Breken Nordlands are rumored to be a folk of altered humanoids living underground in some sort of citadel, and that they’re rumored to be wicked somehow … well, we’ll see.

As I already noted at the beginning of this journal entry, we got up pretty early this morning. It made me very sad that Ormond wouldn’t join our journey to the north. He said that he wants to travel to Meerisath to help our allied enclave prepare for the possibility of a Kazdruk invasion … so brave. The elder priest let us have almost all of his traveler rations; he said that we would need it on our long journey. Taking leave of Ormond was pretty hard for poor Tianna. She cried desperately, fearing that she’d never see her mentor again. She held fast onto me while we watched Ormond leave, and I stroked her silken hair trying to comfort her – my beloved little sister.

Kyaara’s Journal, Day #93, Sun Cycle 106

It feels odd to write this journal entry early at the morning. After our first day of traveling northwards and after consulting my memories about the area south of the Dragon’s Spine, I estimate that we’ll need another three days till we reach the entrance to the mountain pass. I remember that there will be at least one ranch on our route where we may find shelter, and Ormond had mentioned a weigh station near the mountain pass entrance, but he wasn’t sure if the station was still operating.

I’m still more than unsure if I should talk to Tianna about … well … about what I had done to her. Now that we’re on our own again, my thoughts have started to swirl around being guilty, being needy, being driven by my inner demon, and being what I am – a half-breed. Has it really been my fate what I had seen in my dream? Or has this also been a result of Rhyeesh’s so-called gift? I don’t know. I don’t want to know. And my sister? Does she know? Does she want to know? … We’ll see … be strong, Kyaara, be strong …

By: Dawn2069MS

After resting for about half an hour, Rhyeesh headed westward towards Lake Crimson. Since she was still too exhausted to use her dark magic for traveling, she had decided to walk, at least for the rest of the night. Her thoughts swirled about her master’s announcement. A remaining period of two weeks for playing out her plans was much too short. If she was forced to walk all the way back to the lake, she would waste a minimum of five to six days just for traveling. She needed to feed on someone, but didn’t believe to get to find someone in the middle of nowhere.

Dawn had broken. Though walking for over four hours wearing her high-heeled boots, Rhyeesh wasn’t impaired by her footwear, quite the contrary. Walking and acting while wearing high-heels felt natural for the demonic woman and her body had much more than enough constitution and strength than the one of an average human. The surface below her feet was solid, a mixture of rock and compact ground. The field path Rhyeesh was following was as forsaken as the whole region between the Obsidian Cliff and the lake, but she hoped that staying near the rural road would increase her chances to encounter a potential victim.

It was shortly after sunrise as the succubus heard the sound of clacking hooves of a trotting horse in a distance. Having the sun at her back and being blessed with keen eyes, it was easy for her to recognize what was approaching from the distance. Two humans, a male and a female, were riding on a gray horse. Rhyeesh recognized that they were quite young. She estimated the light blonde young man, rather a boy, being seventeen or eighteen years of age at the most, and the red-haired light-skinned girl who was sitting in front of him seemed considerably younger. The young humans were dressed in workaday clothes and the backpack resting on the horse’s back foretold that the couple might have a long journey ahead of it.

» Ain’t you a lucky girl, Rhyeesh? « The succubus asked herself in thought.

A smile of satisfaction was her answer to the rhetorical mental question. Curious about how the young couple would react to seeing an almost naked woman crossing their path, Rhyeesh started to criss-cross her steps, making her movements look appealingly sexy.

It didn’t take long until the couple recognized the naked woman. The closer they came, the more puzzled their facial expression got. As the boy became aware of Rhyeesh only wearing thigh-high boots and arm-length gloves, he slowly stopped the horse, gazing at her slack-jawed. The red-haired girl blushed and tried to avert her eyes from the human-looking succubus, but caught herself peering at the strange woman now and then, blushing more with every glimpse.

Rhyeesh knew exactly about her supernatural charisma’s impact on a pure young mind. Being certain that one of them would finally react to her appearance, she walked past the puzzled couple without saying a word, just leering. After having gained some meters of distance between the strangers and herself, the boy addressed Rhyeesh as expected, making the succubus smile in satisfaction.

“Uhm … excuse me, miss?” The boy’s adolescent voice sounded insecure.

The naked woman stopped walking and turned her head and torso around, presenting the elegantly shaped contour of her delicate body to the two youngsters. Looking directly into the boy’s eyes, she replied to his speech:

“Yes please, can I help you two?”

“Uhm, we were just wondering … we didn’t expect … well, you’re naked and …”

The girl interrupted her companion. She tried to whisper, her sweet voice sounding a bit thrilled:

“Stop it … you can’t ask stuff like this! And … why did you stop the horse anyway?”

The girl had put her hand onto her companion’s cheek, gently forcing him to look at her. She looked worried about his inappropriate babble. As the girl gazed back at the naked succubus, she blushed again and addressed Rhyeesh with a trembling voice:

“I’m … I mean … we are sorry to have bothered you, miss. Have a good day.”

The succubus made a few steps towards the couple and looked into the girl’s eyes:

“Awww, that’s so sweet. There’s no reason to be embarrassed, young maiden. Oh, and please be lenient toward your boyfriend, it’s probably the first time for him to see a naked woman, isn’t it? Or has he already been blessed to enjoy seeing your gorgeous body, hm?”

The girl looked surprised due to Rhyeesh’s statement. She opened her mouth to reply to the succubus’ bold question, but suddenly felt somehow overwhelmed by her own thoughts and blushed anew. The demonic woman felt that she was easily gaining control over the situation and continued to entangle the puzzled couple in a conversation, extracting a variety of information from them. The two youngsters had started their journey at Meerisath, the human enclave to the north of Lake Crimson. Since both were orphans and thus had no relatives remaining in the enclave, and since they feared that their hometown would be one of the first locations to be overrun by the demon invasion, they had decided to leave Meerisath. Their goal was to reach the eastern coastline. They wanted to try to get contact to the Wanderers of SajaRuun, the nomads of the ocean. By joining people who were living on the sea without exception, they hoped to be able to escape the doubtful destiny of enslavement or death, or worse.

After about half an hour of standing or rather sitting together aside the field path, Rhyeesh started to use her seductive magic to subliminally fuel the two young human’s lust and directed their conversation onto the topic of the couple’s relationship. Slightly corrupted by the succubus’ magic, the boy and the girl got more and more talkative:

“… and after we confessed our love to each other, I received my very fist kiss from him.”

The red-haired girl smiled happily and looked into her boyfriend’s eyes. The fact that they were sitting in the middle of nowhere, being in an almost naked woman’s company, seemed not to bother them any more, on the contrary. The young couple was somehow attracted to the exceedingly attractive woman. After a total of one hour, the conversation had reached the point which Rhyeesh had aimed for.

“Hmmm, young love. You two are a really adorable couple. Your first time sleeping together must have been like being in heaven for you two, right?”

Rhyeesh’s saucy statement forced both youngsters to blush. After an awkward moment of silence, the boy finally replied to the succubus’ question:

“No … we … we never have …”

“You are virgins? Both of you???” Rhyeesh cut off the boy’s words.

The unexpected turn of events made the demon woman almost shiver in pleasure. She never had fed on a virgin young soul before, she only had heard rumors that their essence would taste like honey compared to others. The fact that both of her victims were still virgins was more like she ever had expected from this encounter. She looked at the couple, full of expectations. The moment both of them nodded in silence, the succubus initiated her feast.

“I cannot accept this!”

Rhyeesh stood up and approached the red-haired girl. She grabbed her arm, instructing her to rise. The girl was surprised at the naked woman’s sudden zest of action, but obeyed. As the succubus started to undress her young female victim, the puzzled girl tried to object:

“No! What are you doing? That’s not the right place to …”

“Hold still and let me help you here.” Rhyeesh interrupted the complaining girl.

She looked into the girls eyes with a commanding and somehow stimulating sight. The human red-head blushed again, answering to the succubus’ command with a hesitant nod. A few minutes later, Rhyeesh had striped her victim almost naked, the only clothing which remained on her light-skinned body was a pair of brown leather stockings which were laced at the sides. The demonic woman smiled in satisfaction as she eyeballed the embarrassed girl. Her juvenile body was minimally chubby which emphasized the hourglass shape of her body. Her firm breasts were each palm-sized and perfectly fitting to a body of the girl’s young age. The color of her hair was natural, even her trimmed pubic hair was colored red. Her skin had freckles which concentrated on her shoulders, her cleavage and the lower abdomen.

“Gosh, you are so beautiful, my dear. … No, no, no, don’t cover yourself with your hands. Here, turn around and show yourself to your boyfriend.”

Rhyeesh carefully aided her victim turning around to face her boyfriend who was still sitting on the ground, gaping at the scenery in front of him. Seeing the strange naked woman unclothing his girlfriend was more than overwhelming for the blonde-haired boy. The succubus nestled to the girl, her already hard nipples caressing her victim’s back. She put her hands on the girl’s hips and slowly moved them up to her waist, sending a sizzling shiver through her body. Rhyeesh leered at the boy:

“I suggest to take off your clothes, young stud. Or do you just want to lick her to orgasm?”

It didn’t take long till the boy was completely naked. His body was that of an average human teenager, slightly muscular, the chest almost hairless and nicely shaped. He didn’t even try to question Rhyeesh’s suggestion, her control over him and his girlfriend had meanwhile gotten too strong to resist. The succubus slowly moved her hands upward to the girl’s breasts and started to massage them tenderly, forcing her to groan slightly. After placing a soft kiss on the girl’s neck, Rhyeesh whispered into her ear:

“Look at your boyfriend, my lovely maiden. Look how hard his dick is. He wants you, my dear.”

The succubus placed another soft kiss on the girl’s neck. She then took her victim’s left hand and moved it down between her legs, forcing the aroused girl to massage her own clitoris with her fingers. She squealed with pleasure due to the sudden stimulation, her eyes focusing her boyfriend’s nether regions. Rhyeesh licked over her victim’s neck and her ear, sending another wave of lust through her already quivering body.

“Tell us what you want.” Rhyeesh whispered anew.

“Hmmm … aaahh … his tongue … wanna feel his tongue.” The girl moaned with a sweet voice.

The surge of increasing sexual energy felt good for the succubus. She released her victim’s right breast, pointed a finger at the aroused boy and beckoned him to come closer. Rhyeesh recognized that he was breathing fast in anticipation of things to come. The boy stopped directly in front of his moaning girlfriend and started to kiss her eagerly. The succubus giggled and interrupted the kiss:

“No, no, my young lover. That’s not where she wants to feel your tongue. … Try again. But before you continue teasing your girl, kiss me.“

While massaging the girl’s swollen clitoris, Rhyeesh started to kiss her male victim, her wet tongue softly caressing the boy’s tongue and his oral insides. After suddenly withdrawing from the boy’s lips, the succubus whispered to him:

“Look at her cute nipples, they are so hard already. Kiss them, suck on them.”

The highly aroused boy obeyed, kneeling down in front of his girl, starting to work on her sensitive nipples with his lips and tongue. Rhyeesh felt that her female victim was on the brink of climaxing. She suddenly stopped massaging the girl’s clitoris and pushed her boyfriend away from her nipples.

“Nooo, please! … so hot, so needy … please, let me cum.” The girl whimpered.

Rhyeesh wrapped her right arm around the girl’s belly and moved her left hand to the back of the girl’s left knee. She then lifted up her leg and moved her thigh to the side, nicely spreading the wet and swollen labia of her completely exposed vagina. The succubus looked at her male victim, signaling him to continue to pleasure his girlfriend. The boy answered with a nod, grabbed the girl’s hip and thighs and started to passionately lick her private parts, forcing his girlfriend to quiver and groan aloud. It didn’t take long until the highly aroused girl went over the edge. As the orgasm waved through her trembling body, forcing all of her muscles to tense with pleasure, she moaned and panted aloud in order to bear the overwhelming sensation while her boyfriend was still licking her vulva. Tasting the innocent girl’s intense passion while climaxing, Rhyeesh couldn’t help but to join in the groans of lustfulness, tenderly caressing her victim’s belly and breasts with her right hand. After allowing the girl to feed upon the sweet aftermath of her orgasm, the succubus guided the foot of her lifted leg back on the ground and addressed her with a seductive chant:

“Time to return the favor, young maiden.”

Rhyeesh kissed the girl’s neck again:

“You’ve never licked a man’s cock, tasted his cum, smelled his intoxicating scent, haven’t you?”

The girl turned her head towards Rhyeesh, answering silently by shaking her head, her face and cleavage still glowing with passion. The succubus smiled and addressed the aroused boy:

“Lay down on your back and spread your legs, young stallion, the moment has come to unite with your girl. … Hmmm, come to think of it, we should milk your nectar once at first, otherwise you’ll cum too fast and that would be a waste of energy, wouldn’t it?”

The boy hectically obeyed the command and positioned himself on the ground, his erect cock nicely pointing upwards, the foreskin still covering a part of the glans. The succubus guided the girl between her boyfriend’s spread legs and commanded her to kneel down and look at his swollen manhood. She then knelt down too, positioning herself over her male victim’s face with spread thighs, facing his phallus and the still aroused girl.

“Lick my cunt, young stud. And you, young maiden, observe and learn.”

Having commanded her playthings, Rhyeesh spread her thighs wide and lowered her loins until she felt the boy’s lips and tongue on her clitoris and labia. She groaned slightly due to the boy’s cajoling, her loins making involuntary discreet circular movements. After feeding on the pleasure given to her by the young stud’s cunnilingus for some moments, the demonic woman moved her body in a sixty-nine position and grabbed the boy’s swollen cock and balls with her hands, roughly pulling back the foreskin, forcing a muffled moan out of his mouth. Flashing the girl a lewd glance, she started to intensely kiss, lick and suck her male victim’s sensitive cock, her head eagerly and rhythmically moving up and down.

Rhyeesh recognized that the boy was quickly getting to the edge of a first orgasm, because he was barely able to concentrate on licking her. She suddenly stopped her blowjob and withdrew her lips from his saliva stained cock, looking at the aroused girl who had started to tease her nipples and clitoris with her fingers. The succubus pushed the tip of the boy’s cock towards the girl, leered at her and purred:

“Do you want to suck him off, my dear?”

The girl nodded eagerly and bowed her head down towards her boy’s glittering phallus. Being on the verge of touching it with her lips, Rhyeesh pulled the cockhead away from the girl’s lips:

“Say Please, Mistress.“

“Please, Mistress.” The girl moaned with a sweet and trembling voice.

Smiling with satisfaction, the succubus allowed her female victim to finally suck on her boyfriend’s cock. Seeing that her seductive corruption had completely filled her sex-toy’s minds and bodies, she initiated another flush of dark magic to gain control over both of her victim’s capacity to orgasm.

The boy’s muffled groans got more intense as he went over the edge. The moment he shot his first load of hot cum into his surprised girlfriend’s mouth, making her wince due to the unexpected intrusion of the salty liquid, Rhyeesh started to massage the trembling boy’s balls. Having her mouth filled with cum, the red-haired girl withdrew her lips from the cockhead. More salvos of semen gushed out, splattering the girl’s face. The succubus’ magic massively extended the moaning boy’s orgasm, allowing her to pull back the squirting cock to her own desirous mouth. Before Rhyeesh was able to close her lips around the overstimulated cock, further surges of hot semen splashed onto her face. The succubus eagerly swallowed all of the boy’s phallus until her lips touched his balls, astonishing the panting girl and forcing the boy under her to nearly scream into her vagina due to suffering through his extraordinary long orgasm. She remained in this position, while her victim’s cock pumped surge after surge of cum into her throat, feeding on the boy’s delicious semen and essence. After some minutes of climaxing, the boy was on the brink of passing out due to the intense pleasure he had experienced so far, but stayed conscious because of the succubus’ control.

Rhyeesh’s feast was drawing to a close. What remained to do was the deflowering of her female victim and feeding on her vagina’s first time penetration. She raised her head and released the boy’s hard penis from her throat, thick and viscous strands of a mixture of cum and saliva dripping from her mouth. After raising her upper body, she put her hands on the boy’s chest and commanded:

“Mmmm, yes my dear, keep licking me to orgasm.”

Looking back at the girl with relish, she addressed her anew with her seductive voice:

“Come here, my darling. Time to fulfill what you crave for. Time to unite with your lover.”

“Yes, Mistress.” The girl replied, her sweet voice trembling anew with arousal.

Hearing the virgin maiden refer to her as Mistress without further instructions made Rhyeesh smile in satisfaction. Taking both of the girl’s hands, the succubus guided her to hunker down over her boyfriend’s cock until her wet tunnel of love lined up with it. Looking down at her virgin womanhood which was almost touching the saliva-stained glans of the boy’s penis, the aroused girl started panting in excitement. After Rhyeesh had placed her hands on the girl’s waist, she nodded to her, signaling her to lower her hips.

As the boy’s hard penis slowly pushed into the virgin vagina, breaking through the girl’s hymen, forcing her to squeal aloud in pleasure and pain, the succubus got almost overwhelmed by the intense emotion fueling her victim’s essence. Acting as if in a trance, the girl went to her knees and sat down on her lover’s lap until her mons touched his pubic hair, completely impaling herself onto the hard cock, moaning with relish. While continuing licking the demonic woman’s private parts, the boy groaned aloud due to feeling his girlfriend’s twitching vagina enclosing him.

Rhyeesh started to kiss the girl’s face, licking off some of the sticky semen, and the deflowered teenager returned the favor, caressing the succubus’ face with her tongue. After kissing each other for a minute, the red-haired girl started to move her hips up and down, sending rhythmical waves of pleasure through her loins. At first, the girl’s movement was slow and with lots of feeling. She relished the intense sensation of her friend’s hard cock spreading her inside walls, the tip of his cock rhythmically touching her sensitive cervix. Every thrust of the boy’s penis brought the lustful girl one step closer to her very first vaginal climax. The more she felt the orgasm building up within her, the harder she countered her boyfriend’s thrusts. The two teenagers groaned loudly as they came near their orgasm. Since Rhyeesh had absolute control over her victims, it had been easy for her to synchronize their capability to climax. The demonic woman was also on the brink of having her orgasm and she craved for feeding on her delicious prey.

The scent of sex had filled the area around the trio as Rhyeesh and her two sex-slaves started to orgasm together, their bodies trembling and tensing with high passion. The red-haired girl’s vaginal muscles clenched hard around her boyfriend’s meaty cock as she came, making her almost scream due to the unbelievable intense sensation. Being massaged by his girl’s juicy tunnel of love, the boy’s cock spurted huge loads of hot cum into his girlfriend’s vagina and womb, forcing him to moan loudly into Rhyeesh’s vulva. The succubus had expected to feel her mind being so to speak double-penetrated by the essences of two simultaneously climaxing youngsters, but she was surprised about the force of their emotions. The moment her own massive orgasm ravaged through her body and mind, she nearly lost control over herself, her eyes rolling back up into her head, the muscles of her body tensing hard, her juices almost squirting out of her vagina into the boy’s mouth. She screamed in passion, again and again, sucking her victims dry, savoring their essence’s flavor.

After enduring what felt like a never ending orgasm, the exhausted young couple finally passed out, the girl’s glazing body sinking to the ground. Rhyeesh remained sitting on the unconscious boy’s face, feeding on the sweet aftermath of her own wonderful climax, thinking about her two victims:

» Mmmm, yesss … so tasty, so young. I think I’ll not drain all of their essences, no need to kill these two sweeties. … They’re trying to find the seafaring nomads they said. I think I’ll use them to find out more about those people. … Mmmm, yesss … that’s a good plan. «

The succubus smiled and removed herself from the boy’s face, his lips glittering with her slippery juices. Having popped both of her victim’s cherries, her feast had reached its first highlight, but wasn’t far from being finished. The sexual torment of the two youngsters had just begun. Within the next two hours, Rhyeesh forced the young couple through an orgy of various methods and positions of sexual intercourse.

One of them was commanding the girl to lay down on her back and put her hands over her head, she pinned her hands on the ground and ordered her boyfriend to lick her pussy while shoving his erect dick into her mouth. The boy was careful at first as he lowered his loins, letting the tip of his cock slip into his girlfriend’s mouth. Since Rhyeesh had planned to let the red-head experience being deep-throated, she extended her demon tongue and shoved it into the boy’s anus while wrapping it around his balls. As her twitching tongue’s tip started to lick his anal insides, forcefully massaging his prostate gland, the boy groaned aloud, loosing his control over his loin’s movements. He suddenly started to rhythmically push his phallus into his girl’s throat, forcing her to gag on the invading flesh over and over again. The girl tried to break her hands free from the succubus’ grip in order to push away her boyfriend, but failed to succeed. The demonic woman pushed both of her victim’s over the edge and forced them through another bizarre orgasm. While the girl started to gag and cough on the sudden surge of cum filling her mouth, the boy’s whole body tensed hard and his breath caught, as Rhyeesh fed anew on her prey.

The succubus made her two teenagers to keep on and on. Another part of the open air orgy was the girl’s anal deflowering. Having commanded the young stud to lay down on his back and spread his legs again, she ordered the girl to impale her anus on her lover’s slippery and overstimulated cock. The red-haired girl obeyed eagerly, her sweet voice squealing with relish as her sphincter got painfully spread, taking in all of her friend’s meat. As the young boy started thrusting his hips upwards, Rhyeesh bowed down and shoved her long tongue into the moaning girl’s vagina. She roughly pushed her demon tongue through the girl’s cervix and started licking the insides of her virgin uterus, forcing her to nearly go mad due to the bizarre sensation. As the couple was on the brink of suffering through another simultaneous orgasm, the succubus suddenly penetrated the girl’s oviducts with the split tip of her tongue, making all of her vaginal and anal muscles tense as hard as never before. The teenagers passed out again due to the inhumanly intense climax and Rhyeesh devoured their orgasm-stained essences while cumming hard herself.

After draining the young couple to near death and having regained all of her power, the demonic woman let go of her victims. Using a small bit of dark magic, she made sure that they would ostensibly forget about her, but remember her on a much more subliminal level. Rhyeesh would remain present in their deepest dreams, as well as in their most intimate moments. They would wake up in a few hours and find themselves being almost naked after having made love to each other. They would also discover that their horse had been stolen, but it wouldn’t bar them from continuing their journey to the eastern coast of DalMarkaan.

Rhyeesh was completely satisfied with her situation. Getting on top of her new horse’s back, she set spurs to the animal and continued her journey towards the human enclave. She wanted to make sure to catch up with her two elven girls. Tianna, the young priestess of Eletha, was a much too valuable investment to leave her unattended. The only thing she needed to get accomplished was to make her half-breed sister to completely submit to her. She knew that Kyaara’s resistance and vigor were powerful beyond that of any other member of the elven race, but she had a plan to break her will, a wicked plan worthy of being of demonic origin.

By: Dawn2069MS

» Open your eyes and look upon yourself. «

Kyaara recognized her own voice, but wasn’t speaking. It was a thought, a foreign thought, echoing through her mind, using her own mental voice. Hearing herself speak felt odd and familiar at the same time, which eventually made Kyaara obey the request and open her eyes.

The elven woman found herself standing in midst of an illuminated endless hallway, in front of a large mirror, closely examining her reflection. She was beautifully dressed all in white, like a bride, the light color of her attire showing to advantage to her blueish dark skin. The flouncy corsage of Kyaara’s wedding dress had a lace-up back and an open-cup bra, supporting only a portion of the underside of her breasts, pushing them upward and leaving the nipples and areolae uncovered. A pair of thin straps decorated with lace ran from the sides of her breasts over the dark-skinned elf’s shoulders and held the corsage in place. The nether border of the garment was like a garter belt. The sides of the elf’s hips were each covered with a flouncy triangular-shaped strap and each of them was decorated with a large white bow. Kyaara’s legs were covered with white skirt-like thigh-high stockings, wide cut and lined with frills, connected to and held in place by the garter-belt’s straps. The extravagant design of the wedding dress completely revealed the half-breed’s nether regions, as well as her well-rounded backside. Kyaara’s semi-erect penis was covered in a white silken cuff which was held in place by a loop fastened around her balls. The elf’s elegant and revealing attire was complemented with white arm-length fingerless gloves which were decorated with beautiful floral ornaments, as well as a long bridal veil. In addition to her white garment, the elven woman wore a set of twinkling jewelry, adorning her ears, neck and fingers, as well as her nipples and her vulva.

» What do you see? «

Despite the naughty candidness of the wedding gown’s design, Kyaara somehow liked what she saw in the mirror. She started caressing herself with her hands, feeling the silken fabric of the dress. While looking at her mirror image, she recognized that she had a different hairstyle than usual. Her white hair was loose and had several curled strands, granting her overall appearance an almost innocent touch. Kyaara smiled as she answered her mental voice’s question:

“I see a beautiful elven bride.”

» Look again, beyond the mirror’s border. What do you see? «

The distance between the mirror and Kyaara was about two meters. The elven bride took a step closer towards the reflecting surface, as she suddenly felt the urge to continue walking forward. Only now she felt the cold floor of the endless hallway under her bare feet. Kyaara’s steps were carefully graceful, emphasizing her hips, the silken fabric of the dress caressing her legs. After reaching the mirror, she continued moving forward and crossed its surface as it would be an ordinary passageway. She instantly recognized that the hallway on the other side was identical to the one she just had come from, but it was dimly lit and looked grim. The voice in Kyaara’s mind asked anew:

» What do you see? «

The elven bride slowly turned around, expecting to see her reflection in the mirror. What she saw made her almost freeze. Her breath caught suddenly and her heartbeat got faster almost instantly, as the half-breed gazed at her mirror image.

Kyaara looked at herself, she was sure of that fact. However, her skin’s blueish color was the only things her bridal self and the reflection in the mirror had in common. Her counterpart wore a pitch-black version of her Bladedancer armor, as well as her combat blades on her back. The metallic surface of her armor was decorated with various slightly glowing blue runes, as well as with various metal spikes. What was much more distracting than the altered color of her armor was the shape of her counterpart’s body. She had digitigrade legs, thus an extra hock joint at her lower legs, and cloven hooves instead of humanoid feet. Her fingers were claw-like and several dark thorns protruded from the outside of her lower arms, as well as from her elbows. A pair of slightly curved long horns had grown from her upper forehead and they were decorated with silver metal rings. The color of her eyes hadn’t changed, but they glowed in the dim light of the endless hallway and the pupils were bizarrely triple-slit, making her demonic appearance even look more alien.

“I … I see … myself?”

Kyaara lifted her right arm and reached out for the mirror’s surface as if in a trance. She recognized that her mirror image was moving accordingly and even reflected Kyaara’s puzzled facial expression. The elven bride expected to touch the even surface of the mirror any moment, but contrary to her expectation, she didn’t touch the mirror’s flat surface, but the actual hand of her demonic counterpart. Her reflex response was to pull back her hand, but the clawed fingers of her dark twin had already moved in between her own fingers and closed around them, trapping her hand in a death grip.

The half-breed felt her heart beating faster within her chest, she felt vulnerable and helpless in the presence of her demonic self. Kyaara heard her own voice again, but this time it came from her dark counterpart instead of from within her mind:

“Two parts of the same soul joining together. With this touch, I take you as my property.”

The demon counterpart suddenly jerked Kyaara towards her, forcing the elven bride to bump into the demon’s body, her exposed breasts touching the cold steel of the Bladedancer armor. With a wicked grin, Kyaara’s demonic self continued to speak:

“I may kiss the bride now.”

Feeling her own tongue and tasting her own saliva felt strange. Kyaara’s dark counterpart had moved her right hand behind the elven bride’s head and started kissing her passionately. The astonished elven woman tried to pull back at first, but was prevented from doing so due to her demonic self’s firm grip. The more Kyaara felt her dark twin’s twitching tongue invading her mouth, the more she got overwhelmed by an arousing weakness within her body and mind. Recognizing that her right hand suddenly got released, the elven bride started to embrace her demonic self, eagerly returning the kiss, her wet tongue responding to the soft oral caressing. Feeling her hardening penis pressing against the pants of the Bladedancer armor, Kyaara closed her eyes and groaned with relish as she felt the strong arms of her counterpart hugging her tenderly. The two women kissed themselves for minutes. Every now and then, their mouths parted awhile, revealing their wet tongues still caressing each other, tiny strands of saliva glittering in between their lips.

If Kyaara had her way, the passionate kissing would last forever. However, what suddenly interrupted the moment of high passion was the sound of a blade being drawn, followed by the sensation of cold metal touching her exposed genitals. Within a single heartbeat, the pleasant sensation of passion got substituted by a shocking blast of fear, her eyes gaping in horror. Looking into her wicked self’s alien eyes, Kyaara heard her mental voice again:

» What you see is your fate, half-breed. «

The intonation of the last word was scarily deep and grotesquely distorted. Before the shocked woman was able to actually react to her mental voice’s statement, a huge impact of massive pain ravaged through the half-breed’s body, as the the razor-sharp blade started to to cut upwards through her abdomen, splitting her genitals, tearing apart her intestines. Kyaara’s muscles clenched and her body jerked involuntarily, she felt hot blood running down her legs, staining her white stockings. Her heartbeat started to race due to the sudden loss of blood and the only sensation within her mind was pure agony.

Kyaara screamed with terror and pain and … found herself sitting up straight on her bed of straw within the abandoned cathedral, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, her body trembling. The elven woman looked about, still unsure if the nightmare was over or not. She felt her heart beating fast and intense within her chest. Touching her abdomen and belly, the scared woman recognized that she hadn’t been hurt at all. After some minutes of slowly calming down, Kyaara looked at her sister who remained sleeping peacefully on the bed of straw next to her, unaffected by her scream.

It was still dark outside. Having been gifted with night-vision, the half-breed saw that her sister’s blanket had slipped to the ground. She crawled to the side of Tianna’s bed and adjusted the quilt, looking at her little sister’s beautiful face. While putting her hand on Tianna’s cheek, gently caressing her soft skin, her fingers tenderly stroking her silken black hair, Kyaara summed up the recent events in thought.

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After Tianna had passed out in consequence of the final act of her violation, Kyaara had untied her abused sister. The ropes had left obvious marks on the elven priestess’ ankles and forearms, but hadn’t bruised the skin at least. She then had carefully lifted the unconscious woman up from the cum-splattered wooden table and had carried her to the stone altar at the other end of the cathedral. After having gently positioned her sister on her back on top of the massive stone, Kyaara had gathered one of her waterskins and a cloth from her horse’s backpack and had started to clean the sticky sperm off from Tianna’s hair, face, breasts and from her nether regions.

While caring for her unconscious sister, Kyaara had recognized anew how much she actually adored her. The half-breed had been unexpectedly overwhelmed by the powerful emotion, as tears had sprung to her eyes. Kyaara had suddenly felt deeply guilty for what she had done to her poor sister. She had looked on her hands which had started to tremble heavily, the hands she had used to force the innocent priestess to swallow her cock and rape her virgin throat. Her fingers had clenched as Kyaara had felt the sorrow of guilt deep within her soul. Her eyes had been filled with tears and she had started to sob.

“G-God … p-poor Tianna … s-so sorry … I’m s-so sorry …”

Those trembling words had been all what Kyaara had been able to speak. She had burst into tears and started to cry. The elven woman had shook her head in despair, unable to cope with the situation. After having moved her head to her sister’s face, she had placed a soft kiss on her forehead and had then carefully hugged the unconscious priestess, holding her tight.

Kyaara had cried and sobbed for minutes while embracing her little sister. After having calmed down a bit, she had prepared two sleeping accommodations and put her sister to bed. She had lain down on her bed of straw afterward and had fallen into a fitful sleep.

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Kyaara came back to her senses again, still kneeling besides her sister’s bed, caressing her with her hand. Recognizing that Tianna was awake, she smiled at her little sister and whispered:

“Shhh sister, it’s still in the middle of the night.”

Tianna smiled dozily, closed her eyes again and nodded in reply. She was happy about not being hogtied any more. Knowing that her sister was kneeling at her side, as well as feeling her caressing hand gently stroking her hair, felt comforting. The young priestess was sure that her big sister had been able to endure the evil succubus’ control and that she’d do anything to protect her, come hell or high water.

It didn’t take long till Tianna fell asleep again. Her capability to find to sleep that easily after all she had suffered through within the last days impressed the elven fighter. Maybe it was her unshakable faith in her goddess Eletha, maybe it was just strong willpower, she didn’t know. Kyaara continued looking at her sister, her thoughts swirling about the recent events again:

» No matter what, I won’t allow that succubus bitch to lay her hands on my sister again. «

» Rhyeesh … I’ll remember that name, the name of a demon, a fucking Kazdruk. «

» Need some sleep, too. We need to get away from this place as soon as possible … «

By: Dawn2069MS

The moonlight was barely shining through the clouded night sky, immersing the obsidian colored eastern cliff line in a surreal twilight. Though located about a hundred meters below the edge of the cliff, the breaking of waves of the ocean was clearly audible and echoed through the night.

Rhyeesh had returned to the place where she had arrived on the landmass about two weeks ago, preparing herself to commune with Vorgen. She didn’t look forward to talking to her master. She had been ordered to scout the adjacent regions for potential threats, such as wild dragons, but had decided to refuse to follow her master’s orders. Like many times before, she would lie, cheat and seduce to persuade her master and to play for time. Rhyeesh was aware of the fact that Vorgen was directly subordinate to Yuldasha and that the game she was playing had a very high potential to backfire. However, she liked to play with fire and she fed on the thrill.

The succubus was in her human-looking form and knelt on the stony surface, her buttocks resting on her heels. Her hands were positioned on top of her thighs, the palms facing upwards. She was still sparsely dressed, only wearing her black leather thigh-high boots with high-heels and her arm-long leather gloves as outfit. The hair of her long ponytail was brushing over her bare skin due to the moderate breeze, sending tingly sensations through the demonic woman’s body. Rhyeesh had her eyes closed. She concentrated on executing a ritual which enabled her to speak with her master over long distances, even when having the whole SajaRuun Ocean between herself and Kazdruk. The succubus started to sweat slightly due to the draining spell-casting, but managed to materialize a circle of dark magical energy on the ground around her. The glyphs and symbols of the magic circle glowed slightly, immersing the area inside the circle in a bizarre blueish light. Moments later, a vortex of dark energy appeared at the border of the magic circle, encasing the succubus completely.

Rhyeesh felt the demonic energy of the ritual sizzle over her almost naked body, making her skin crawl. She suddenly felt the presence of her master. Though used to this effect of emotional closeness while communicating through ritual magic, she shivered upon Vorgen’s presence. The Succubus opened her eyes. She found herself kneeling in midst of her master’s chambers, but the ground within the magic circle beneath her was still the obsidian colored rock of the eastern cliff line. It looked like if the area within the circle, as well as herself, had been somehow projected into Vorgen’s dimly lit room. Rhyeesh started to address her master with practiced devotion, but got distracted by the scenery she was looking at:

“It’s a pleasure to … be in your presence again, my … Master?”

The dark-skinned demon was sitting in his throne-like chair. He was completely naked and had his thighs spread, his beast-like clawed feet resting on the stone floor near the edges of the massive throne. His erect phallus was protruding from his loins, the cockhead pointing almost directly in Rhyeesh’s direction. Two naked slaves, a light-skinned young human man with extraordinary long black hair and a sun-tanned red-haired Zelkathorn elven woman, were kneeling in front of his legs, eagerly kissing and licking the saliva-stained glans of the large cock from both sides. The arms of the slaves were bound by a conical sheath of leather which enclosed both of each slave’s arms from fingertips to above the elbow, holding them together behind their back while keeping the elbows in touch with each other. The armbinders were tightened with lacing and supplemented with straps around the wrists and the upper arms. Another pair of leather straps which ran over each of the slave’s shoulders held them in place. Rhyeesh recognized that each armbinder was attached to the throne through a metal chain, forcing the two sex-slaves to remain in a vicinity of about three meters of the furniture. Vorgen’s clawed hands rested on each of the slave’s heads, his fingers buried in their hair, holding them in a steady grip.

The sight of her master made Rhyeesh shiver. The various bony thorns protruding from his lower arms, elbows and shoulders, as well as several pairs of large horns and thorns on his hairless head, made the large demon look dangerously powerful, his pupil-less white glowing eyes amplifying the wicked demonic appearance. Vorgen smirked at his kneeling subordinate. Amused about Rhyeesh’s apparent distraction, he responded to her doggerel greeting:

“You look surprised, my little apprentice. Shouldn’t you be accustomed to the fact that our kind uses slaves as pets and playthings by now? You know that we feed on their sexual energy, do you?”

Vorgen strengthened his grip and forced the heads of his two slaves away from his cock, but just far enough to avoid the tip of their tongues reaching the glossy glans. Both slaves stuck out their tongues as far as possible in response, eagerly trying to continue to tease their master’s cock. They moaned slightly due to being denied to continue to serve.

Rhyeesh tried to focus on her master, but caught herself gazing at the male human slave who was lecherously trying to reach Vorgen’s cock. She recognized that his whole appearance – the shape of his body, his beautiful facial features and the way was moving – was very feminine. If the young man wouldn’t have a flat chest and a penis, she would have mistaken him for a woman. The succubus suddenly felt aroused while eying up the male slave and her thoughts started to swirl around the scenery in front of her:

» What a gorgeous young man, just looking at him makes my pussy become wet. «

» Damn you, Vorgen. He knows exactly that I get horny when I see submissive slaves in bondage. «

» Keep your temper, Rhyeesh. Play your role of the obedient little apprentice …«

The demon woman hated to be referred to as ‘little apprentice’. Every time her master used this phrase, her already hot temper got fueled and she felt the urge to counter. However, she was used to deal with her master’s quirks, managed to pull herself together and re-focused on her master’s questions:

“Yes Master, of course I’m aware of the fact that we use and feed on our slaves.”

She gazed at the male slave again:

“I just hadn’t expected to disturb your …”

Vorgen interrupted his apprentice: “You are not disturbing at all, my little apprentice.”

The obsidian-skinned demon guided his slave’s heads back to his cock. Groaning with relish, the human man and the elven woman passionately closed their lips around the glans and continued to kiss and lick their master’s phallus again.

“You know that I have a very distinctive sense for aesthetics. You also know that I am not like the majority of demons here in Kazdruk who would take any opportunity to fuck anything they can lay their claws on. Once I decide to choose someone to serve me, I take my time and I make sure that the one I may choose will fit to my personal sense of taste. This, my beloved apprentice, is the reason why I’ve chosen you as my right hand, and those two slaves as my personal playthings.”

Vorgen pulled the young man away from is cock again and forced him to turn his head towards Rhyeesh. The human slave looked at the succubus, his face reflecting desire and devotion.

“Look at this slave. What do you think of him? Be honest.”

Rhyeesh replied to her master’s question:

“He’s the most adorable human male I’ve ever seen so far … so beautiful, and so feminine.”

She looked back at her master’s glowing eyes: “He’s a vision of delight, Master.”

Vorgen grinned, his vampiric fangs showing behind his lips: “… aaand? I said be honest.”

“And … I’d like to feel him inside of me, Master.”

The glowing eyes of the dark-skinned demon flashed up. He moved his male slave’s head back in it’s original position where the young man continued to work his tongue over his master’s glans again. Satisfied with his apprentices answer, Vorgen smiled and gave Rhyeesh a striking look:

“Very good … I may grant you your wish after you’ve returned to Kazdruk. That of course depends on how satisfied I’ll be with the results of your tasks. … Speaking of tasks, the reason why I summoned you isn’t to discuss my personal preferences concerning slaves, is it?”

Rhyeesh’s body tensed. Those last words of her master instantly washed away her arousal and made her concentrate on her faked report.

“No, Master, of course not. Please forgive me for having questioned you. I am here to report the results of the task you had entailed on me, Master. As ordered, I’ve scouted the region between the Obsidian Cliff and Lake Crimson. The majority of the area is forsaken. There’s a small human enclave to the west of the lake, but they are no threat to us at all. I had dominated four of their strongest males and they had been will-less toys under my control. Though the Obsidian Cliff is rumored to be inhabited by wild dragons, I didn’t find any traces of their existence. If I may anticipate you in answering your next question, Master, I think that the eastern cliff line will be the perfect location to set up the beachhead for the invasion.”

After finishing her report, Rhyeesh bowed to her master and remained in the position, awaiting his reply. However, the voice she heard after bowing down wasn’t the one of her master. It was an awe-inspiring female voice from one of the dark corners of Vorgen’s chambers:

“So this is the young one you’ve told me about, my champion?”

All of Rhyeesh’s muscles tensed anew. She suddenly was overwhelmed by a new demonic presence which was much more powerful than the one of her master. The succubus remained motionless in her bowed down position. It wasn’t necessary for her to see whose voice she just had heard, she just knew it was the voice of her queen Yuldasha.

While Rhyeesh listened to the approximating clacking of Yuldasha’s cloven hooves, her master replied to his queen’s question:

“Yes, my Lady. This is Rhyeesh, my right hand and one of your most beautiful and skilled servants.”

The succubus’ mind was nearly stunned by Yuldasha’s presence. It was the first time she had direct contact to the Ruler of the Kazdruk Forces and she unconsciously understood that Yuldasha’s power was beyond anything she had ever experienced so far. Though being awestruck by her queen’s mental and emotional presence, Rhyeesh became aware of the fact that she never had had the chance to look at Yuldasha in person. She was curious to finally see her, but didn’t dare to move her head without being commanded by either her master or her queen. She continued to listen to the demoness’ approaching steps, as Yuldasha replied to Vorgen’s statement with an appealing voice:

“Is that so? Well, I want to see it for myself.”

“Raise your head and look at me, my child.”

“Yes, my Queen.” Rhyeesh answered humbly and slowly rose her head.

Looking at her queen for the first time was a sight to behold for the young succubus. Yuldasha’s size, the reddish tan color of her skin, her twisted black demon horns protruding from the sides of her head through her black long hair, her hourglass figure and her massive breasts which were barely covered by her attire, her piercing green serpentine eyes glowing in the dim light of Vorgen’s chambers, all of the tall arch-demoness’ appearance stood for words like wickedness, intimidation, elegance, seduction and domination. Rhyeesh was even more awestruck as she recognized Yuldasha’s extremely graceful movement. The way she criss-crossed her steps, swayed her hips and wiped her tail, it all made the powerful demoness look pleasingly and dangerously elegant.

Yuldasha stopped in front of the border of the magic circle and eyed up the kneeling succubus. While her emerald eyes focused on Rhyeesh’s face, the demoness addressed her anew:

“Put your hands behind your head and spread your thighs. I want to to see all of your body.”

Rhyeesh obeyed in silence and positioned herself as ordered, presenting her tender breasts and her hairless vulva, still looking up into her queen’s glowing eyes. Yuldasha started to circle around the kneeling woman, speaking to her champion demon:

“You didn’t promise too much, dear Vorgen. If she would be a human, she’d be a quite beautiful slave. However, I am not here to see a human slave, am I?”

Yuldasha stopped in front of Rhyeesh again, glaring down at the kneeling succubus, as Vorgen began to answer his queen’s question:

“Forgive me, my Lady, it is …”

Yuldasha cut her champion off: “Not your fault. … It’s her fault.”

Rhyeesh suddenly became scared. She hadn’t expected to displease her queen due to being in her human form. The moment the kneeling woman intended to excuse her failure, Yuldasha bent over slowly, the nipples of her heavy breasts sliding out of the strained cups of her top, and continued to speak to her:

“Get on your feet, my child, and show me your true form.”

“Y-Yes, Mistress.” Rhyeesh replied with a trembling voice and obeyed.

After detaching the high-heels from her black leather stockings, Rhyeesh switched to her demonic form. A twisted pair of horns grew on her forehead, her lower legs each got an extra hock joint and her feet changed to cloven hooves. Clawed hands, pointed ears, vampiric fangs and a prehensile tail completed the succubus’ true form.

Yuldasha smiled, revealing her extended canine fangs, and addressed the succubus with a satisfied voice:

“Now this is what I had expected to see, my child. Your beauty is really remarkable.”

The demon queen suddenly stepped inside the magic circle and grabbed the succubus’ chin in between the thumb and index finger of her right hand. Surprised about the fact that it seemed possible to be touched through the magic vortex and before realizing what was happening to her, Rhyeesh felt Yuldasha’s other hand sliding over the skin of her belly down to her nether regions, her clawed ring and middle fingers brushing over her clitoris, then roughly entering her vagina. She couldn’t help but groan due to the unexpected assault on her private parts. Unfortunately, the pleasant sensation of Yuldasha’s invading fingers was short-lived and got quickly substituted by a constant amount of pain, as the large demoness increased the grip of her fingers of both of her hands and lifted the succubus off her feet until Rhyeesh’s face lined up with her own.

Rhyeesh screamed in pain. She instinctively wrapped her arms around the neck of Yuldasha in order to pull herself upwards to ease the unbearable pressure on her pubic bone, clitoris and vagina. Her painful screams got suddenly muted as Yuldasha pressed her deep purple lips on the succubus’ mouth, kissing her passionately. Torn between pleasure and pain, the succubus felt overrun by the raw strength and power of her demon queen. After what felt like an eternity, Yuldasha forced the young woman away from her lips and tossed her back to the ground like a used toy.

Rhyeesh was simultaneously shocked and highly aroused. Being completely overwhelmed by the actual situation, she looked up into her queen’s piercing green serpentine eyes in awe.

“After you return to Kazdruk, I expect you to come to my chambers to pleasure me, my child. You’ll be a welcome diversion to those pitiful human and elven slaves.”

Yuldasha recognized the young succubus’ distraction and continued to speak:

“No need to be scared, my child. I promise I won’t hurt you … much.”

The demon queen grinned, turned around and walked away from the magic circle, her movement as graceful as usual. Rhyeesh watched her leaving Vorgen’s chambers, her presence slowly fading with every meter of distance. She could still taste Yuldasha’s saliva on her lips and unintentionally licked over them with her tongue. After the heavy wooden door of Vorgen’s chambers had been closed, the succubus looked back to her master who was still sitting on his throne and still being orally pampered by his two slaves. Vorgen smiled and cleared up the situation:

“Congratulations, my apprentice. You are still alive. Queen Yuldasha seems to like you.”

“If you say so, Master.” Rhyeesh replied quietly.

She felt exhausted, the duration of the ritual was still draining her powers and the encounter with her queen was the questionable climax of the night. She wished to end the spell-casting and rest:

“Master, may I end this ritual now? I feel too exhausted to continue any longer.”

Vorgen’s glowing white eyes flashed up again as he replied to his apprentices wish:

“Here are my new orders. I plan to set up the beachhead in exactly two weeks. Make sure to enslave all humans from the enclave near the lake, we need workers for the construction of the fort and playthings for our soldiers. Report back to me on the thirteenth night from now. … You are dismhhh-missed.”

The moment Rhyeesh intended to stop the magic ritual, a large surge of hot cum spurted from Vorgen’s cock onto her face and breasts. The succubus winced due to the unexpected flush of semen, but continued to end the communication with her master. After the vortex of dark energy and the magic circle on the obsidian colored ground had disappeared, she found herself alone on top of the drafty cliff line again. She remained sitting on the rocky surface, wiping the splatters of cum from her face and breasts with her hands. While licking her hands clean and enjoying the salty flavor of fresh semen, Rhyeesh thought about the recent events, as well as her new orders.

» My master, that bastard. He stood by and let me screw up big time in front of Mistress Yuldasha. «

» I swear he’ll pay for this! … Power, I need more power, dammit. «

Rhyeesh moved her right hand to her vulva and started to caress her clitoris with her middle finger, sighing slightly because of the sizzling sensation.

» And Queen Yuldasha? God … she’s so gorgeous. I wanna serve her, not him. «

The succubus suddenly stopped teasing herself with her finger and verbalized her thoughts aloud:

“Two weeks till he arrives … not much time. I think I’ll pay my two elven girls another visit …”