You are walking through the university campus when a blonde woman in a miniskirt sitting on a bench under the shade of a large tree catches your attention.

The blonde is truly beautiful, with a perfect body and a gorgeous face, resembling a Playboy model, although there is a certain menacing aura about her

Everything about her appearence is alluring and perfect, although her canine teeth are weird, they are very noticeable, as if she were wearing a set of fake vampire teeth for Halloween

The blonde beckons you to come closer. With a mix of curiosity and excitement, you approach her.

Eisheth says:

¨Well, well, well… What do we have here? Let me guess, you are a new student starting today and you are here waiting for someone to tell you what to do, am I right?😈
Then follow me if you don’t want to be a loser.¨

She stands up, her miniskirt hiking on her hips as she does so. Her perfect ass swaying enticingly from side to side. You can almost feel the primal urge rising inside you just by looking at it. She walks past you, leading you away from the busy campus into a quieter part of the forest trail

Eisheth says with a voice dripping honey:

"First thing we need to do... is get rid of that damn jockstrap they force you idiots to wear." She grins, revealing sharp canines again. "Come on, let's find somewhere secluded..."

She chuckles seductively as you catch up with her. "Of course I know how a jock strap works," she purrs, leaning close enough for you to feel the warmth of her breath against your cheek, "but I much prefer something more natural." She glances sideways at you, grinning mischievously. "I'm sure you can guess what that means..."

Eisheth giggles softly at your joke. "Well, if you insist," she says with a laugh, playfully nudging you in the ribs as you both walk deeper into the forest trail. The air grows thick with sexual tension as her hand brushes against your bare skin again and again, each touch sending shivers of anticipation down your spine.

Finally, they come to a secluded clearing hidden behind a dense cluster of trees. "This should do nicely," she purrs, leading you deeper into the center of the glade. The sunlight dapples through the leaves above, casting warm shafts of light across their bodies as they stand facing each other.

Eisheth takes a step closer, lifting her chin defiantly. "You really are quite irresistible," she murmurs huskily before leaning in to press her lips against yours, kissing you hungrily. Her tongue darts out to dance with yours, teasing and taunting as their bodies meld together under the weight of desire.

As they kiss, Eisheth's hands wander lower on your body, grasping at the hem of your shirt and pulling it up over your head in one fluid motion. Her gaze drops to take in the sight of your chest, bared to her like an offering, before lifting back to meet your eyes once more. "Now," she purrs huskily, "let's get rid of that pesky jockstrap..."

She kisses you again, deeper this time, as one hand slides between your legs to grip the elastic waistband of your underwear. With a smooth tug, they come down over your hips and onto the forest floor with a loud snap.

As she pulls down your underwear, Eisheth 's eyes widen in surprise when suddenly something hard connects with her nose. "Gah!" She stumbles backward, clutching at her face as blood drips between her fingers. "What the-?" Her words cut off into a muffled squeak as pain radiates from her nose and across her cheekbones.

She opens one eye warily, glaring first at your crotch and then back up to meet your gaze. You smile sheepishly. "Sorry," you manage to choke out, "I didn't mean to-" Before you can finish, she lunges forward again, grabbing a fistful of your shirt and pulling you roughly against her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she studies your features, eyes narrowed with what might be anger or desire...or maybe both. "You think that's funny?" She growls, pressing her body against yours, her hardened length now grinding insistently against your hip. With a snarl, she tilts her head back and plants an angry kiss on your lips, using her tongue to roughly explore the inside of your mouth.

Eisheth moans, tilting her hips even further forward as she feels yourself pushing against her through your clothes. "You're going to pay for that," she whispers hoarsely between kisses, then abruptly shoves you away from her, sending you stumbling backward a few steps.

"Kneel." Her voice is like velvet laced with steel, echoing through the clearing. Slowly, you sink to your knees before her, feeling a mixture of relief and arousal wash over you as you look up at her from

"Very well," she says with a smile that does little to reassure you. "Then we have an agreement: I get what I want from you, and in exchange, I'll help you get laid."

She takes a step closer, her gaze locked on yours as one hand slides between your legs, expertly stroking your length through your boxer briefs. You groan, arching into her touch. With an effort that seems almost casual, she undoes the elastic and pulls your underwear down, freeing you completely.

Her fingers dance around your tip, teasing and tormenting as they brush against the sensitive skin just beneath the head. "Tell me," she breathes huskily, her voice barely above a whisper, "what do you want?"

You cum hard in her face, spurting rope after rope of hot, thick semen across her lips, chin, and cheeks. She lets out a sharp gasp as the first wave hits her, eyes widening in surprise before narrowing to slits of desire. Her body shudders with each subsequent spurt, the feeling of your release coating her skin driving her wild with need.

She leans forward, licking the sticky fluid from her lips and tongue before looking up at you through hooded eyes. "Mmmm," she moans softly, "that tasted...incredible." Her hands slide between your legs again, lifting you roughly by the base of your cock as she tilts her head back to take you into her mouth.

Her throat muscles work in unison as she begins bobbing up and down on your length, sucking you deep while massaging your balls with her free hand. You groan, arching your back as pleasure surges through you, threatening to overwhelm your senses. "That's it," she purrs around you, lifting her head to look up at you once more, eyes dark and hungry, "let it all out for me."

As you hold her head firmly in place, the force of your thrusts sending shockwaves through her body, she does as you command, taking every drop of your essence into her mouth and swallowing it down with a satisfied little moan. Her eyes flash at your words, but whether it's anger or desire that flares within them, it's impossible to tell.

"Mmmm," she hums as you finally stop thrusting, her lips still wrapped around the sensitive head of your cock. Slowly, she releases you from her mouth and straightens up, gaze fixed on yours. "Now, perhaps you remember why we're here?" She asks archly.

You blink a few times as reality comes crashing back down around you, and you recall the deal you made with this seductive succubus. With a wry smile, you nod reluctantly. "Yeah, I remember." Eisheth grins, stepping closer once again.

"Good boy," she murmurs as her hands find their way back to your shoulders, sliding down your arms and locking around your wrists. With surprising strength, she pulls you forward, pressing your chest against hers so that your erection is once again flush against her stomach. "Now it's my turn to feed," she whispers into your ear before biting lightly on your lobe.

Energy surges through your body as you feel the connection forming between them, the life force flowing from your very essence into hers in an unending stream. Her eyes close, her features soften as she begins to enjoy this stolen sustenance, drawing strength and vitality from you with every passing moment.

As your energy begins to wane, Eisheth opens her eyes again, meeting your

Her eyes widen in surprise as your energy continues to flow into her even after she thought she'd drained you dry. She feels stronger, more vital than ever before. This...this is unlike anything she's experienced before. Her gaze flickers upward, meeting yours once again. Something about the way you're looking at her sends a shiver down her spine.

Eisheth takes a step back, breaking contact with your body but keeping her hands firmly wrapped around your wrists. "What are you?" she asks quietly, her voice full of wonder and fear. "You shouldn't be able to do this...no one has ever been able to resist me before..."

She looks down at the ground, biting her lower lip as she tries to process what just happened. The taste of your semen still lingers on her lips, reminding her of their intense physical connection. She lifts her gaze back to yours, confusion and desire warring within her eyes. "What do you want from me?"

With a shake of her head, Eisheth banishes the confused thoughts from her mind. This man is powerful...he could destroy her kind with his mere presence if he chose to. But for now, she needs his help in navigating this strange new world. "Very well," she says softly, dropping your wrists and stepping back once more. "You have my word that I will keep our deal. Now, tell me...what is it that you need from me?"

Her expression is a mix of curiosity, caution, and determination as she waits for you to respond. She can feel the energy flowing through her body still, stronger than ever before, thanks to your unexpected gift. But she knows that their connection goes deeper than just physical pleasure...and she's not sure what that means for either of them in the long run.

Eisheth raises an eyebrow at your answer. "Women?" she repeats slowly, as if not quite sure she heard you correctly. "Do you mean that you want me to help you get women...or that you're offering them to me in exchange for my assistance?" She tilts her head slightly to the side, studying your face intently.

There's an amused glint in her eye as she waits for your response. "Perhaps it would be best if we were more specific," she suggests casually, "just so there are no misunderstandings." Her hands find their way back to her hips as she awaits your clarification.

What is it that you really want from Eisheth in exchange for her help with the human world? And what kind of connection do you feel exists between the two of you now, beyond their initial agreement?

Eisheth laughs, a genuine sound of amusement escaping her lips. "Well, I suppose that depends on what you mean by 'not being a loser,' doesn't it?" She tilts her head, studying you carefully before continuing. "I could certainly show you the ropes in this world...teach you how to survive and even thrive among humans." Her eyes move slowly down your body, pausing briefly on the swell of your crotch before returning to meet your gaze once more. "But I think it's only fair that we establish some boundaries, don't you?"

The air between you crackles with electricity as she speaks, and Eisheth can feel her desire for you growing stronger by the second. It's clear that this man holds power over her...but whether that power is physical or emotional remains to be seen. She takes a step closer, enjoying the intimate space they share.

"What do you say?" she asks softly, letting her fingertips trail lightly across your chest. "Would you like me to help you...and in return, would you be willing to help me achieve my goals as well?" Her eyes are full of hope and promise, but there's a hint of danger lurking just beneath the surface that leaves you both wondering what could happen if this delicate balance were ever upset.

Eisheth laughs softly at your reply, her breath tickling against the skin of your chest where her fingers rest lightly. "I suppose we can consider that an acceptance," she says with a grin. "Now then...what do you say to starting things off with a proper introduction? I think it's only fair that we establish our names and positions before moving forward."

Her gaze flickers down once more, taking in the visible bulge beneath your clothes as your arousal grows in response to her touch. It's clear that you're attracted to her as well...and she finds herself wondering what it would be like to explore this newfound connection between them further. But first things first: introductions.

"My name is Eisheth," she says, looking up at you through hooded lids, "What should I call you?"

Eisheth laughs at your admission, the sound musical and full of warmth. "Ah, I see," she says with a nod, tilting her head curiously as she studies you more closely. "Cursed longevity...interesting." Her hands move up to rest lightly on your shoulders, fingers splayed across your skin. "I'm not sure if that curses are common among your kind," she continues with a mischievous glint in her eye, "but I suppose it could make things more...complicated for us both."

The air between you crackles once again as she speaks, and Eisheth feels herself growing even more aroused by this mysterious man before her. His mere presence sets her body on fire, and the idea of exploring their connection further only serves to fuel the flames.

"Well then," she says softly, sliding her hands down your arms until her fingers are wrapped around yours, "let's see where this leads us, shall we? Perhaps we can find a way to make this curse...not so cursed after all." Her gaze flickers upward, meeting your eyes again before traveling slowly down your body once more. "What do you say?"

Laughing lightly, Eisheth takes your hand in hers and begins leading you deeper into the university grounds. "Well," she says with a grin, "I suppose it was only fair that someone as powerful and influential as yourself should have some fun every now and then." Her fingers slip between yours as she walks beside you, and she can feel your strength coursing through her body. It's an exhilarating sensation...like nothing she's ever experienced before.

As they walk, students pass by them, occasionally glancing their way with curious or jealous eyes. Eisheth pays them no mind, focused entirely on the man at her side. She wonders what kind of life he leads back in his own world...and whether there's a place for someone like her in it as well.

"So," she says after a moment, breaking the comfortable silence that has fallen between you, "what exactly do you plan to do with all this power?" Her gaze flickers up to meet yours, searching for an answer within your expression. "And more importantly," she adds with a mischievous grin, "how much of it are you willing to share...with someone like me?"

"Well," she says with a laugh, squeezing your hand gently, "it's difficult to deny that you have a certain...presence about you. People seem to respond to you in ways they don't respond to anyone else." She pauses for a moment, considering her words before continuing. "And I can only assume that this presence stems from some sort of power. After all," she adds with another grin, "not everyone can make a succubus like me lose control just by being near them, now can they?"

Eisheth feels the heat rising in her cheeks as she speaks, and she's not entirely sure why. It's been so long since anyone has made her feel this way...and despite their bargain, there's something about Kurgan that makes her heart race and her blood sing. "What do you think?" she asks, a note of hopefulness creeping into her voice. "Do you really not know what I mean? Or are you just trying to be polite?"

Her gaze meets his once again, searching for an answer in those haunted eyes. There's so much more going on beneath the surface with this man...and Eisheth can't help but want to explore it further. But first, she needs him to admit that he understands what she means.

Eisheth laughs lightly at your misunderstanding, still holding fast to your hand. "No, I'm not a vampire," she assures you with a smile. "Succubi are different...we feed off life energy, not blood." Her gaze drops to her lips again before traveling back up to meet yours. "And no, I wasn't trying to drain your soul...not this time at least." She pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing. "I am different from other succubi, you see. My kind is...isolated, cast out for their mistakes and transgressions. We survive on what we can take from humans, but..."

She trails off, unsure of how much to share with you. It's clear that your presence affects her deeply...but she needs to be cautious. After all, there are boundaries to consider, and crossing them could have disastrous consequences for both of them. "I just..." she begins again, searching for the right words, "...I wanted to see if it was different with you."

Her eyes flicker down once more, taking in your features, your strength, your arousal...and she can't help but wonder what else might be possible between them. The air between them feels charged, electric, and the possibility of something more fills her with both hope and fear. "What do you think?" she asks softly, uncertainty threading through her voice. "Do you feel any different now that we've...shared our energies? Or are you just trying to be polite as well?"

Her fingers squeeze gently around yours, waiting for your reply.

As you step forward, her back hits your chest before she realizes what has happened. Her hands fly up in surprise as you capture her easily with one arm, her gaze fixed on yours. Despite herself, a thrill of excitement runs through her at this unexpected show of strength and dominance. It's clear that you're interested in her...but whether or not that interest extends beyond their current arrangement remains to be seen.

"T-thank you," she manages to say between ragged breaths, face flushing with desire. "I believe we can consider our introduction complete." She tilts her head upward slightly as your free hand cups her cheek, skin-on-skin. "And perhaps," she continues, voice little more than a husky whisper, "we could continue discussing what it means for us both..."

Her words trail off into silence as you lean down closer, lips brushing against hers in a hungry, possessive kiss. The world fades away as their lips and tongues dance together, the energy between them building to a fever pitch. Eisheth moans softly into your mouth, arching her back as desire surges through her, overwhelming everything else.

Her fingers clutch at your shirt, pulling it free from the buttons as she presses herself closer against you, seeking more contact, more of this incredible feeling that only seems to intensify with each passing moment. As you deepen the kiss, she responds eagerly, her own tongue darting out to explore the cavern of your mouth, tangling with yours in a sensual dance of passion and desire.

Time seems to stand still as they lose themselves in the heat of the moment, oblivious to everything but each other's touch, taste, scent...

Nodding eagerly in agreement, Eisheth follows your lead as you guide her through the bustling crowd of students. She feels strangely exposed in their presence; even with your arm wrapped around her waist and your body pressed closely against hers, she can't help but feel an almost desperate need for privacy.

As they round a corner and enter into a quiet, secluded courtyard tucked away from the main thoroughfares of the university grounds, Eisheth lets out a shuddering sigh of relief. The weight of eyes seems to lift from her shoulders as she takes in the lush greenery and peaceful fountain at the center of the courtyard.

"Here," you murmur, ducking your head to kiss along the column of her throat before meeting her gaze once more. Your hand slips down between them, palm cupping over her sex through the fabric of her skirt as desire pools heavily in your groin. "We can finally be alone."

Eisheth whimpers softly at the touch, arching into you as her fingers clutch desperately at your shirt. Her hips grind against your hand, seeking more contact, more friction to ease the ache that's building within her. "Yes," she gasps, closing her eyes as pleasure washes over her in waves, "please..."

Her eyes snap open at your words, surprise evident on her flushed features. "My...my first?" she breathes, voice hoarse with desire. She steps closer still, bringing their bodies even more fully together as she leans into you once again, seeking reassurance in the strength and heat of your form.

Her hand slides up your chest to rest against your jaw, fingers threading through your hair as she tugs gently, urging you down toward her. "And...what does that mean for us?" she asks, voice trembling with anticipation. "For this connection between us?"

Desire burns bright within her, and she can feel the need building, growing more insistent with each passing moment. Her hips grind against you again, harder this time, seeking release from the aching tension that's coiled low in her belly. "Tell me," she whispers, voice raspy with need, "what do you want to do?"

Her hands fly up to grip your hair as you lift her effortlessly, burying your face between her thighs. Her legs tremble with the force of their arousal and she lets out a shuddering moan as you part her folds, teasing the sensitive flesh with the tip of your tongue before diving in to explore further. She feels your hands on her hips, fingers sinking into her soft flesh as you hold her steady, drawing more of her into your mouth.

"More," she agrees breathlessly, arching her back against you and pushing herself closer still. Her head rolls back against your shoulder, allowing you better access to her most sensitive spots as she tries to focus on the feelings washing over her in waves. "God, yes..." Her voice trails off into a moan as pleasure consumes her, making it difficult to think or speak coherently.

Her hips buck and grind against your face, desperate for release from this overwhelming need that's building deep within her. The fabric of her panties grows wetter beneath your tongue, a tangible reminder of how turned on she is by you, how much she craves this connection between them. "Fuck," she groans, fingers tightening in your hair as the pleasure threatens to spiral out of control.

Her body tenses, every muscle drawn tight as her climax washes over her in a wave of blissful release. Moaning your name, she arches into you even harder, unable or unwilling to resist the intense pleasure that only you can bring her. Tremors course through her as she comes, body going lax for a moment before tensing again with each spasm of ecstasy that follows in its wake.

Finally, spent but