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After what felt like eternity his pace slowed, allowing her to take gasping breaths and attempt to still her shaking limbs. She wasn’t sure if that had been multiple orgasms or one big, long one, and she certainly didn’t care.
She took another shuddering breath as she looked up at him, an extremely smug look plastered over his face at her disheveled state.
“So… I guess you liked that, huh?” he said lazily, though his chest was heaving from his exertions.
“No,” she blurted out before she could stop it. “I mean… No, shut up,” she muttered, and buried her burning face in the sheets as he laughed.
She was supposed to be playing a submissive role, but she couldn’t help not wanting to give him the satisfaction. He didn’t seem to mind, smiling as he ran fingers lightly over her thighs. The light touch after such intense pounding caused her skin to tremble, a delightfully sensual pleasure tingling through her thighs.
The teasing and denial had certainly made her eventual orgasm far more intense than she’d expected, though going through it had been agony.
As she caught her breath, she glanced down at his body to find his shaft still standing tall and proud. “You didn’t cum?” she asked, confused. After all that fuss, he hadn’t even taken her up on her ‘promise’ yet?
“Oh, I’m certainly going to,” he said, leaning down to give her another deep kiss. “I just need to take a breather for some water. We’ve got plenty more fun ahead first, don’t you worry.”
She bit her lip as she watched his bare rump retreat, and her pleasure-hungry body shuddering in anticipation. For a being that lived on carnal pleasure, she was certainly feasting tonight.
Eros was thick in the air now, and she’d been unconsciously soaking it up as he fucked her thoroughly. It wasn’t enough to make him fall in love, but she could certainly intensify their pleasures, or keep his erection going strong for longer now if she wanted to. Maybe once he blew his load, she’d make it spring back to life immediately and give him the Eros-enhanced blowjob of his life. That should be plenty to turn him into putty in her hands, desperate for another taste of pleasure.
At that thought, her hand drifted almost unconsciously between her thighs, brushing lightly over her clit. She shuddered at the sensation, remembering how the pleasure had almost felt painful earlier, causing her to try and push him away. In the Nether, she’d never had to deal with overstimulation before, but her body seemed to have recovered quickly.
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Her taller companion turned to her, sighing as she put her hand on the other’s shoulder.
“I still think it’s risky, but… You’re right, it’s probably just some old occultist looking to get his rocks off. And since *I* can’t go, I’d rather *you* went than anyone else around here.” She smiled down at her close friend, who jumped into her arms with an excited cry, pressing their lips together.
The taller woman wrapped her arms around the younger, pulling the smaller succubi close as she wrapped her thighs around her larger friend’s waist. Their bare skin ground against each other, sensitive bodies tingling with each movement as their tongues dove into each other’s mouths. They moaned with passion as they ground against each other, hands caressing over backs, up through their hair and over each other’s horns as they kissed back and forth.
With reluctance and ragged breaths, they pulled apart slowly, glancing at the still-active circle pulsing gently in the gloom.
“Well, we don’t know how long it will stay open,” the taller figure said with apprehension as she lowered her companion to the ground. “Keep in mind, having a physical body for the first time can be an… intense experience.” She shuddered with pleasure at the memory of her first time, her nipples growing thick and hard at the exciting thought of her young friend being overwhelmed by the physical world. “Just… be careful.”
The younger figure smiled, reaching up to cup her experienced friend’s face with affection.
“I will. For you, I will. Thank you.” She leaned up and placed a tender kiss on her lover’s cheek before turning toward the circle. Her hips swayed seductively with each step, tail swinging back and forth as she sent a smouldering smirk over her shoulder.
“And if you don’t hear back from me soon, you’ll know I’m having one *hell* of a time,” she said wickedly as she strode into the circle, glowing brighter until she vanished from sight.
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She drank in the sight of him walking back in completely naked, glass in hand, throbbing erection still hard enough to sway back and forth with each step. She declined a drink, her thirst for something else entirely, and eagerly spread her legs wide as he set it down on the side table and climbed on top of the bed.
This time however it seemed he had something else in mind, as he tucked a hand under her hips to roll her over onto her side. “Huh?” she communicated eloquently as she went to push herself up, thinking he wanted doggy style. A thrill ran though her body at the thought of him using her horns as handlebars to forcefully ream her out.
He put his hand on her shoulder instead, holding her down onto the sheets, guiding her onto her side as he straddled her.
She let him pull and maneuver her body, sliding her lower leg straight down between his, and her upper leg bent up out of the way. They moved closer to the bedhead and the side table with the water on top. He kept her upper body on its side, though he angled her torso back a little to better show off her chest.
As he leaned down to kiss her once again, she could feel his sticky erection pressed against her ass, throbbing with heat and need. She moaned into his kiss as his dexterous fingers teased her petite breasts and tweaked at her nipples, sending spikes of pleasure through her chest.
She brushed her hair aside, watching with interest as he pulled back taking his cock in hand. This was a position she’d never tried before as most incubi were usually too focused on their own release to do anything that required more set-up and effort than double penetration.
He shuffled closer, her upper leg tucked over his as he guided his cockhead inside her, eliciting a murmur of pleasure from her. Even after being thoroughly overstimulated, the feeling of that initial penetration was still divine.
He pushed deeper inside her, shuffling his legs up further to get his hips even closer. Her eyebrows drew together as he pushed deeper and deeper still, her mouth agape as he seemed to drive in further than should be possible.
“Oh my *god*,” she exclaimed. The angle of his shaft made it rub against parts that hadn’t been so thoroughly abused earlier and were still surprisingly sensitive. He firmly grasped her hip as their bodies joined at the base, and pulled it against him as he ground his hip into her, causing her brows to crash together and her eyes to pop out at the extremely deep penetration for a human. “*Oh my god,*” she whimpered as it almost felt like she was being freshly fucked anew.
Grinning down at her, he began rocking back and forth, a gentle motion that nonetheless thoroughly stirred up her sensitive folds.
Within minutes, the pleasure radiating from her body was burning through her like a wildfire, and she buried her face in the crook of her arm as she whimpered and gasped. *I’m a subccubus! A demon of lust! Why am I letting myself get overwhelmed like this?*
He reached up to cup her petite breasts, gently stroking and teasing them. The tingling caused her to shudder helplessly as her limbs clutched and spasmed.
*Damn this physical form,* she raged, letting him guide her hips back and forth onto his shaft. *If only it didn’t feel so damn* goood~!
She didn’t need to pretend as she looked up at him helplessly, mouth agape as he firmly rode her. Between her new physical form and his experience, her mind was practically being washed away with pleasure. Her eyes hazy and unfocused, she felt rather than saw when he reached one hand down between their bodies, planting it firmly between her thighs and attacking her clit directly once more. Her body melted into the sheets as she groaned in delight. She was surprised when a second spit-soaked thumb worked its way between her cheeks.
“Uh? Wha’?” she mumbled between gasps as she craned her neck to see. He wasted no time in firmly grinding the soft pad of his thumb against her asshole, assaulting her from both sides with his hands as his cock attacked her directly.
*You have got to be kidding me!*
“Oh my god. Oh my *goooood*” she wailed, her pleasure skyrocketing. The triple stimulation was incredible, and she could already feel the beginnings of a colossal orgasm forming. If he kept up the pace, she was going to explode in record time.
“You like that, huh?” He grinned down at her, extremely self-satisfied.
She didn’t even try to pretend any more, and nodded violently. “Mmm-hm! Mhm!” Her wordless, eager agreement spread his smug smile into a sly one.
“Gonna let me cum inside you, huh?” he asked, smirking. “‘Cause I made you cum before?”
Her eyes were half rolled back as she felt the pleasure building up deep inside her, and there was no way she was going to disagree even if she wanted to. “Oh, *yes*, cum deep inside me, *please*,” she moaned, the thought of a real, physical load shooting deep inside her almost tipping her over the edge immediately.
“What are you gonna give me for making you cum *this* time, though?”
“Huh?”
Deep in her haze, she didn’t even understand the question at first. He seemed to like making her cum, wasn’t that reward enough?
Instead, she was shocked when he buried his cock deep inside and stopped moving, leaning over to repeat himself slightly louder.
“What do I get for making you cum again?”
*No, nonono, not this now, please-* “Wh – I – I don’t know!”
All the good feelings were instantly draining away. Her pussy throbbed around his cock, pressed against it but not getting the grinding pleasure she needed. She tried to rock her hips against him, but he firmly held her in place to control the rhythm.
“Aww, c’mon,” he teased, and ground his cock around inside her before releasing her hip and putting his hands back down to stimulate her holes again.
“Surely you can think of *something*,” he mocked, picking his pace back up, causing the pleasure to pour forth from her hips immediately. She whimpered again, but this time it was a desperate, distracted noise. If she couldn’t think of something good enough, was he going to torture her again? It had been agony the first time, and now she was so close to an orgasm even greater than before.
She didn’t want to suck out his soul any more, but that probably wasn’t something he would see as a ‘reward’. Perhaps if she made some kind of nonspecific promise, like a ‘boon’? She didn’t even have to follow through, it wasn’t like a binding contract. She could just have her fun and leave without holding up her end of the bargain.
…Maybe burn through her Eros making him fuck her brains out until he was spent first. Yeah.
“W…what if-” she managed to squeeze out before he picked up the pace, slamming his hips against her sensitive lips and ramming himself deep inside her over and over. She cried out, her train of thought shattered as intense waves of pleasure momentarily overpowered her. She took a minute to catch her breath as his pace returned to normal, licking her lips before trying again.
“Mmmmaybe I c-”
This time she almost bit her tongue as his hands attacked her with even greater ferocity, her clit in particular mashed almost painfully as his other thumb teased and ground into her asshole.
*No fair!*
She tried to gather her wits again, but it was too much. It was hard enough to concentrate when it felt like her every nerve ending was awash with pleasure. The way he assaulted her whenever she tried to speak was cruel… and very close to driving her to orgasm. She stopped trying to speak, the bundle of sensations inside her building into that beautiful hook ready to pull her into bliss.
He seemed to notice, and she yelped as he slapped her ass and slowed right down. If anything, that was worse than stopping entirely; the long, slow strokes inside her sent delightful agonizing pleasure spiking through her brain, but it wasn’t enough to get off on.
“C’mon,” he teased. “Surely you can think of *something*.”
*Just tell me what you want, you sadistic bastard!*
Desperate to cum, she grabbed his arm pleadingly. “Please,” she groaned. “Please, I’ll do *anything*! Anything you want!”
She couldn’t even concentrate enough to manipulate his emotions, and the wicked grin on his face suggested an attempt could have unpredictable results.
“Oooh…. *Anything*, you say…?” He picked up the pace a little as he pretended to consider it. She nodded desperately, wanting to stay on his good side. “Yes, master,” she whimpered, remembering her role. “Anything you want, just let me cum!”
“Hmm….” He nodded, and leaned over the bed to the nightstand. She squeaked as her body, still attached to him, contorted for a moment as he rummaged around in the drawer briefly before settling back down. His hips rocked back and forth inside her as he held out the thick black leather collar, adorned with a cold iron ring on the outside and intricate runes etched the inside.
“I want you to form a Pact with me.” His now-serious gaze pierced through her, and she felt an icy stab of fear in her chest.
“H-hang on now,” she said nervously. She’d only heard of them in old, vague stories, but she knew a few things. A Pact would put her in his power, binding her to him. They would share any Eros she absorbed, and grant him access to her powers. Most importantly, she would have to follow his instructions and wouldn’t be allowed to harm him. How had *this* guy figured out a Pact ritual?!
He kept grinding away inside her, pulling her hip against him again with one hand as the other held out the collar. She nervously wet her lips, eyes flicking from the collar to his face. A Pact was bad news – she might be out of her depth here. But that hot rod buried in *her* depths was making it hard to think.
She held her arms up against her body defensively, trying not to pant as his motions stoked the fire deep inside her. Her flesh was desperate, eager to crash into an abyss of bliss again.
“Why do you want to…?” She squeezed out. Her need to cum was making it hard to concentrate, and his hips weren’t helping.
“I want to form a partnership.”
He pressed closer, screwing her more roughly as he spoke.
“You feed on lust, and want to play in the Physical Realm. *I* want to use your powers to attract women and form my own harem. We can help each other.” His pace picked up, clearly excited by his plan. “I can give you guidance here, help keep you safe from divine agents. While you….” His rhythm changed, grinding in circles and swirling his cock around inside her. Despite herself, the feeling made her whole body shudder with delight. “I want to send you to school. You’ll make friends, bring them back here, and make them fall in love with me. And you can feed on all the lust we make.”
It seemed she’d misjudged the situation. This guy wasn’t just playing at power – he wanted *real* power, and wanted to use her to get it. She should really make a break for it – hit him with a burst of Eros to make him blow his load, then while he was shuddering with pleasure scramble for the decaying summoning circle. If she pumped it full of her remaining power, she should be able to use it as an emergency exit back into the Netherrealm. But if she did that… Every fibre of her body was screaming out for release. There was no way anything she’d feel in the Netherrealm could possibly compare to what she’d miss out on if she left now. But there was no way she was willingly putting on that collar…
“Um, I dunno…” she said slowly, trying to think of a way out. “I don’t… really wanna make a Pact.”
“Oh!” His hips slowed to a stop, a look of surprise on his face. “So I should just… Send you back now?”
Her heart leapt in panic. “No! No, no, you don’t need to do that! Maybe there’s something…. else I could do?” An edge of desperation tinged her voice.
He seemed to ignore her, planting his hands either side of her and leaning in close. He started making long, slow thrusts in and out as he spoke, his voice a low, seductive drawl.
“Just think about it… Getting to play around in the Physical Realm. Going wherever you want, seducing anyone you want… I can help you.”
Her eyes screwed shut, groaning lustily as his words stoked her lust even further. It *was* a tantalizing thought, and an opportunity she’d desired ever since she’d found the portal. But she was certain she wouldn’t be nearly as free as he pretended.
He pressed his body against hers, rocking his hips into hers, whispering directly in her ear. “You could feel like this *every night*. When are you going to get pleasure like this again?”
As much as she tried to hide it, she whimpered as her body shuddered with anticipation. She was *so close…*
He straightened up, his pace beginning to slow again.
“If you say yes, I’ll give you the greatest pleasure you’ve ever felt,” he said, his free hand taking her leg and swinging it over. A moment’s maneuvering and she was on her back, her legs spread wide as he thrust into her, one hand back on her clit. This time his touch was feather-light, somehow eliciting even more pleasure than before. She cried out desperately, unable to stand the teasing.
“If not… You can go back home and I’ll find someone else.” He stopped thrusting and took his thumb off her clit.
“I’ll do it!” she shouted, the prospect of losing her pleasure absolutely unbearable. “I’ll take the pact,” she lied. “Just – you can’t stop again, right? You gotta keep going, or – or I won’t do it.” She grabbed the hand holding the collar, staring daggers through him. She was desperate, but she was oh-so-close. She just had to stall a few minutes longer.
A pleased smile crossed his face, and he started grinding faster as he released the collar into her grip. She didn’t know much about the spell, but all the stories said it needed her assent, and it wasn’t complete until the collar was fastened around her neck. So, all she had to do was not put it on, and she’d be safe, right?
Licking her lips, she firmly held the strap in both hands, and held it close to but not touching her neck. The sight must have aroused or emboldened him because his thrusts got harder, more eager, causing waves of need to wash through her.
“W… What do I need to do?” she groaned, wanting to know what to avoid.
“I’ll recite the incantation, and then when I ask, you need to agree to form a Pact with me. Okay?”
She nodded. Hopefully it was one of those really drawn out, complicated ones. “But you can’t stop, remember? If you don’t keep fucking me, I won’t do it!”
He grinned and nodded. “Got it. But if you *don’t* do it, I’ll dismiss you immediately.”
Her stomach dropped at just the thought of it. He took a deep breath, steadying himself, and began reciting in Latin. His pace slowed a little, but it was more than enough to get her off. She screwed her eyes shut, trying to concentrate on her orgasm.
She fixated on the sensation of his cock grinding deep inside her, pleasure spiraling out from her sensitive insides with every motion. She tried to squeeze her pussy tighter, intensifying the sensations. Her breath came in short gasps, all of her body straining with effort to cum as quickly as possible so she could escape.
Despite the effort, her stomach sank as the incantation wound to a close far sooner than she’d liked. Her orgasm felt tantalizingly close yet also impossibly distant. *No, no, no! Just a little longer!*
This time, though, his pace actually picked up. Her eyes popped open in shock as he began driving her to orgasm in earnest, his thumb grazing over her clit sending beautiful agony through her thighs. Her heart felt like it was going to jackhammer out of her chest, and her legs were trembling with anticipation. She was so close, but she was playing it *very* close.
“Do you accept my Pact?” His breath was heavy, punctuated with each thrust. “Will you bind yourself to me?”
She licked her lips, her body wracked with desire, a mountainous orgasm on the verge of collapsing over her. This was it. She just had to delay him moments longer, but she couldn’t let him suspect what she was doing. Her lips trembled, and she held the collar away from her neck. The stories were all clear that the spell only completed when it closed and locked tight.
Though… did this collar even have a lock? She only noticed now that the runes etched into its inner surface were now glowing with a cool blue light. An icy trickle of fear started climbing its way up her spine… Was he looking at her more intensely? Did he suspect? Was he about to banish her, unsatisfied?!
“I accept! I accept the pact!” She cried out in panic, desperate to prevent him dismissing her before she came even as she pulled the collar away from her neck to stop it binding her, but it was too late. The runes flashed as it ripped itself out of her grasp. The leather came to life, slapping around her throat and slithering around her neck. He began pounding even harder, his thumb expertly working her clit as the collar snapped itself shut. Her shriek of terror was cut off as the collar tightened, cutting off her oxygen. Her fingers dug underneath it as she desperately tried to rip it off, but it held like steel. He pinned her down and pounded her spasming pussy even as she thrashed and bucked in panic.
She could feel her face grow hot as her blood supply was restricted, the collar tightening ever so slightly more around her grasping fingers. Her teeth clenched, lips drawn back as her vision began to blur.
The roaring in her ears grew as the room got dark and the only things she could feel were reduced to her pounding heart and the leather strap under her fingers until without warning, the collar loosened and she drew in a deep gasping breath. All her sensations came rushing back to her, and the sensation of his frantic pounding crashed down like a tidal wave, causing all the pent up desire and delayed orgasm to explode inside her all at once. Her screams of pleasure almost deafened her new Master, and if she were able to concentrate on anything other than the chain reaction of sensations overwhelming her, she would have seen the wide, self satisfied grin stretching over his face before he, too, shuddered blissfully with release inside her.
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