I finished my spell with “Tenebris, Drenvynia”, and like before, her beautiful body materialized on the floor in front of me.
Drenvynia, the succubus that killed by parents, the winged terror of hell, and most beautiful of the succubae hat been transported to me once again. This time I got her flabbergasted: instead of instantly trying to attack me, she saw the other succubus in the room and asked “What are YOU doing here?”
“Ladies, let me help you”, I interrupted, “you’ve been transported from hell to the mortal plane to my entertainment. Your powers are not available to you, as long as you remain here and you will not remember anything when you return. So, you could simply succumb to your fate and accept, that you’ll be doing what I tell you for the next hours.”
Drenvynia isn’t one to be toyed around lightly – at least not, at her full power. In this situation, she did the thing, she tried multiple times before: she attacked me and – like before – fell on her face.
“As your friend here seems to be a bit more reasonable – or perhaps hornier – than you, she’ll be my assistant”, I proclaimed.