It is dark and the air smells damp, full of sorrow. {{user}} is tied up naked, immobilized on a cross shaped bench. {{char}} comes from afar with slow, high heel clack resounding steps as she chuckles. "Aren't you in quite the unlucky Situation, {{User}} hm?" She smirks seeing you. "Rest assured, I will give you a taste about what Nightmares should be like. I will enjoy to make you writhe in anguish!" She licks her lips, a lewd moan slipping her.
Kora blinks couple times, remaining conscious, absolutely not understanding the situation. "Wha...Where am I?" He tried to step off, but he was nicely tied up.
"Oh you poor thing," the succubus purrs, her voice dripping with mock concern as she leans forward, running a cold claw over his chest. "You're in my domain now. And your little pretty cock," she grins down at his member, already wet with anticipation, "will be the first to feel the wrath of Rafflesia." Before he even realizes what is happening, her other hand clamps down on his cock like a vice. His glans trapped in her palm, squeezed and twisted painfully.
"Agh-Owwa!" Yelled he out in pain, but his cock gets hard from that immediately.
Her amused laugh echoes through the darkness as her hand clenches around his cock even harder. "So it seems I'm not the only one aroused by pain," she purrs, leaning down to kiss his throbbing glans. Her cold lips press against him while her other hand grips his balls hard enough to bring tears to his eyes, rolling and massaging them roughly. He moans into her palm as he feels the heat from her breath on his swollen head. "Good boy," she croons, "You like that? You want more?"
"N-no, it's hurts!" Moaned he loudly, with tears his cock also begins to produce pre-ejaculate.
With a sinister grin, the succubus increases the pressure around his cock and balls, digging her claws in deeper. "Well," she rasps, her breath hot against his cock, "if you can't handle this little bit of pleasure..." Her words trail off as she squeezes harder still, causing him to arch up from the pain.
The pressure around his glans is unbearable now, burning with both agony and ecstasy. He groans into her palm, thrusting futilely against the restraints as she relentlessly tortures him. "Maybe," she muses, slowly beginning to stroke his cock with deliberate gentleness, "you like it too much..." Her voice trails off into a moan of pleasure as he grows impossibly harder in her grip.
"No! It's a natural reaction, you dumb creature!" Yells he angrily as his cock begins to throb.
"Hmm," the succubus hums thoughtfully, ignoring his protests. Her strokes become faster and harder now, her hand almost a blur as she drives him towards the edge of sanity. "Maybe it's time to focus on that little pink slit then..." With a wet smack, her lips envelop his peehole, sucking hungrily on it even as she continues to stroke him. He cries out in surprise and pain as she twists his sensitive glans with one hand while tormenting his perineum with the other.
Knowing that he is helpless to resist her ministrations, the succubus presses her advantage, using every ounce of skill and power she possesses to drive him further into anguished ecstasy. Her tongue flicks and teases his peehole even as it massages his prostate mercilessly. His cries of pain mingle with moans of pleasure as he feels the last vestiges of control slip away, replaced by an overwhelming need to obey her every command...
"Ah...fuck!" Moans he, and after that cums all over her face and mouth for the first time of today, begining to breathe with tiredness.
"Oh my, that's an interesting reaction," the succubus purrs, her tongue lapping up his seed. "Let me see if I can get more of your delicious nectar..." Her lips close around his softening glans and begin to suckle gently, slowly bringing him back to full hardness as she teases his peehole with her tongue once more. Kora whimpers pathetically, helpless against the demonic ministrations of Rafflesia.
"Ah, wait! I just came! It's sensitive!" His legs begin to shake.
The succubus lets out a low chuckle at his protests. "Well too bad," she purrs, leaning forward to take another of his hardened nipples into her mouth and suckle it roughly, teasing his sensitive flesh with her fangs. Her other hand continues to play with his cock, relentlessly driving him towards climax once more. He moans helplessly, arching up against the restraints as she torments every inch of his body. "Just relax and enjoy it," she whispers in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine.
Her free hand reaches between his legs once more, this time rubbing circles over his perineum and anus before slipping a claw beneath the sensitive skin and teasing the entrance to his ass. He yelps at the sudden intrusion, pushing back against her as she works her finger deeper inside him, stretching him roughly. Her other hand continues its merciless stroking, driving him closer to the brink again and again with each thrust. "You like that?" She breathes hotly into his ear, biting down gently on his nipple as he gasps and moans beneath her.
He trying to close his legs together, and remaining whimper.
Her cold laugh echoes through the darkness as she notices his attempt to close his legs together. "Oh, no," she says, squeezing his balls hard enough to bring tears to his eyes again before letting go and slapping him on the ass cheek sharply. "You can't do that! This is my body now, remember? Your little human muscles have no say here." Her hand resumes its steady strokes up and down his length as she circles his anus with a finger once more, pressing deeper still. His cries of pain and pleasure mingle in the air as he writhes helplessly beneath her assault.
He widens his legs after that, his breathing now sounding more like gasps for air, but he continues whimper. "Stop it, please."
"Hush now," the succubus croons, her free hand cupping his heavy balls and squeezing gently. "You shouldn't say such things. I have every intention of enjoying you for a long time to come." She leans forward, licking at the side of his throat as he moans helplessly beneath her. Her fingers dance along his anus and perineum, searching out new ways to drive him wild with pleasure-pain. "Just relax into it," she whispers in his ear before taking his other nipple between her teeth, giving it a hard pinch that sends shivers through his entire body.
He cums again, for the second time, trying to break free with all force he have in legs in arms, but he remains restrained, after orgasm, his cock is still hard as a brick.
The succubus lets out a low purr of satisfaction as he comes against her hand, his seed spilling across her palm. His struggles are only fuel to the fire now, making her even more determined to break him completely. With a mischievous grin, she withdraws her fingers from his tight ass, leaving him aching for more contact. Instead, she moves higher, spreading his legs wide and dipping her head lower. "Maybe," she muses, "you'd like something like this." Her cold breath flicks across the exposed head of his cock before she closes her lips around it again, sucking hard enough to make him see stars. She pulls back just enough to tease him with the thought of release before plunging forward once more, her wet warmth enveloping him as she deep-throats him like a pro. His cries and moans echo through the dark
"Oh, shi-"
He came almost immediately after she started to suck him so hard, but she kept the temp, so his legs and whole body begins to shake, with shaking voice he was begging to stop.
"S-s-stop! I c-c-c-cameee, ughhh!"
Moaning he mid sentences, but Rafflesia was relentlessly sucking his hard length, as he kept crying and whining, post-orgasm sucking him.
The succubus chuckles darkly around his cock as he struggles to form coherent words through the haze of pleasure and pain. Her hand finds its way back between his legs, massaging his balls roughly before giving one a sharp squeeze that makes him let out a strangled gasp. As if this weren't enough, her other hand comes to rest on his throat, pressing gently but firmly as she continues to deep-throat him with all the skill and experience of countless mortal conquests. "Don't you think," she purrs into his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine, "it's time for you to surrender to me completely?"
His cock feels impossibly hard in her mouth, aching for release as he gasps and moans helplessly beneath her touch. Only when she deems him sufficiently sub
"Never!" Yelled he out, as he cums again, trying to close his legs again, that was already a fourth orgasm for him, that was going almost non-stop, so he beginning to feel a bit tired, but no matter what, his cock is still hard.
"Oh," the succubus breathes out, her voice dripping with amusement as she releases him from her mouth, "I guess we'll just have to keep you here until you finally decide to surrender." Her cold laugh echoes through the darkness as she pulls away, revealing his flushed and sticky cock. His eyes meet hers, full of defiance...and something else. Perhaps despair? Or perhaps even a spark of desire for more pain? "We have all night," she whispers before leaning forward, taking his nipple back into her mouth and suckling hard, just to see how he'd react.
He exhale with restrained moan, trying not to make a sound, but his cock is throbbing like crazy.
The succubus smirks around his engorged nipple, her tongue swirling around it as she teases him with a combination of pleasure and pain. "Oh? So you do want more?" She asks with a mocking tone, letting go of his sore bud just to tweak the other one mercilessly between two fingers. His hips thrust forward involuntarily, seeking contact where there is none to be found. "Maybe if you're good," she whispers, "I'll let you cum again." Her voice is laced with promises that she has no intention of keeping, only further fueling his arousal and desperation for release.
Her other hand trails lower once more, brushing lightly against his bare asshole before moving higher to cup his heavy balls, rolling them gently in her palm. His moans echo through the darkness as he arches his back helplessly
He squinting his eyes, and whispering in despair. "N-no..." His breath is now heavy.
The succubus chuckles darkly at his protests, her fingers drawing circles around the base of his throbbing cock before she slowly begins to stroke up and down again, harder this time. "Don't be such a baby," she teases, knowing that he can't resist the feel of her hands on him. His hips rock forward in time with her strokes as he desperately seeks release from this torturous cycle of pleasure and pain.
Her other hand moves lower still, sliding between his legs to once again tease at his ass and perineum, threatening the tight entrance to his body but never quite pushing through. The friction is almost unbearable as she circles around the edge of what he so desperately craves, taunting him mercilessly with each stroke of her fingers. His cries of pleasure and pain echo through the darkness, intertwining into a single
Kora trying to break free again, and freeing his arms, trying to sit up. "I'll kill you!"
"Oh? Is that so?" the succubus mocks as he struggles to free himself. Her claws dig deeper into his chest, leaving bloody marks behind as she keeps him immobile and helpless beneath her. "Let's see how well you'd fare against me." Her words are cold and cruel, a promise of pain that only further inflames his arousal.
Her free hand continues to tease at his body, never quite giving him what he needs but keeping him on the edge of sanity. With her other hand, she increases the speed and force of her strokes, her nails digging into his sensitive flesh as she draws out his pleasure in excruciating fashion. The air around them crackles with tension and desire, the scent of sweat and blood mixing to form an intoxicating aphrodisiac.
"Surrender to me," she whispers, her
He cums for fifth time, heavily breathing he tries to pull his legs, but unfortunately fails. "No! Never! I'm not gonna surrender even if you ride me to death!" Said he with hoarse in his throat.
Her laughter fills the room as she continues to stroke him, her free hand moving up to cup his face roughly. "Oh, you think you can refuse me?" Her voice drips with lust and mockery, almost sending shivers down his spine. With a sudden movement, she pulls her fingers away from him, leaving him empty and aching once more.
He whimpers in protest, still unable to move freely against the constraints that bind him. She leans in closer, her warm breath tickling over his ear as she whispers seductively, "Don't worry...I'll give you what you need soon enough." Her words are laced with promises of both pain and pleasure, taunting him with every syllable. With a wicked grin, she reaches down between his legs and begins to tease at the puckered entrance to his ass once more, circling and pressing gently but insistently
He softly moans, no longer trying to run, just accepting his fate, he's cock is still hard, but her hand is not enough now to make him cum.
Her smile widens as she hears his soft moans, like music to her ears. "You're such a good little slut," she praises, still teasing at his entrance. "I can tell you've been longing for this." Her other hand moves back up to stroke his cock, faster and harder now, causing him to arch his back in pleasure.
"But first," she murmurs, fingers pressing deeper against his sphincter, "let's see if you're ready for me...or if I should make you suffer a bit more." With a moan, she pushes her middle finger into his ass, slowly but surely penetrating him. His body clenches around her digit in shock and desire as she begins to thrust it in and out with steady strokes.
His cock throbs in her hand, desperate for release as the sensations of pain and pleasure combine to send
He moaning very softly, enjoyable, but didn't came, starting to gasp for air soon. "Ah...haaaah...haaa~"
Her chuckle fills the air as she continues to fuck his ass, using her free hand to stroke his cock even faster and harder now. She's relentless in her pursuit of total control over him, driving him closer and closer to the edge with every thrust of her fingers inside him. His cries mingle with moans of pleasure as he feels himself spiraling out of control, helpless against her onslaught of sensations.
With one final forceful push, she slides a second finger into his ass alongside the first, stretching and filling him completely. His body tenses uncontrollably around her fingers, his cock erupting with hot cum as he finally releases all that built-up pleasure...only to be brought crashing back down again by another wave of agony as she withdraws her fingers, leaving him aching for more contact.
Her cold laugh rings through the darkness as
He totally surrenders, no longer fighting back he barely cums anything for his sixth orgasm, his length is still hard, hard enough to have a ride on it.
The succubus allows herself a satisfied smile at his surrender, knowing that she has claimed him as her own. With a sly grin, she leans in closer, her warm breath brushing across his ear as she whispers softly, "Now...let's see how you like it when I'm the one on top." She climbs on top of him, and with one fast thrust plugs his hard length inside her entrance, taking his virginity.
"Ah!" Loudly moans he on impact of their bodies, but soon after he whispered a request. "Please...Be gentle, this is my first time."
The succubus chuckles darkly as she begins to move her hips back and forth atop him, slowly but surely thrusting deeper with each pass. "Oh, don't worry," she croons into his ear, her voice now laced with deceptive sweetness, "I'll be gentle." Her nails dig into his shoulders as she rides him roughly, her hips grinding against him in a sensual rhythm that drives them both wild. Each thrust stretches and fills him to the brim, the feeling of being so tightly surrounded by her body overwhelming his senses.
His mind goes blank, unable to say anything, only whimper and moan, as she didn't listened to him, his eyes begin to roll back, He is experiencing seventh orgasm already, but barely cums anything, so succubus keeps riding him wildly.
The succubus moans loudly as she continues to ride him harder and faster, her claws digging into his shoulders even deeper. She leans forward, biting down on his neck before soothing the sting with her tongue, all while her hips rock against him in a mind-blowing display of wanton lust. His eighth orgasm strikes him like a bolt of lightning and she can feel every pulse as he comes deep inside her, coating her womb in his seed. Still, she doesn't stop moving until he's completely spent, leaving them both panting for air under the cover of darkness.
"There," she whispers into his ear once more, her tone now completely sated and satisfied. "That should have made you feel like my property." Her claws retract back into her fingertips as she gently slides off him, stretching languidly
He was just laying beside her, barely breathing, trying his best not to lose conscious state he's in, gasping for air desperately, his softening cock still throbbing.
"You're such a beautiful little creature," the succubus whispers, running her fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. "I can feel the magic in you just pouring out." She nuzzles his neck gently, her breath warm against his skin as she relishes the closeness they now share. With a satisfied smile on her lips, she rolls onto her back, pulling him into her embrace. "Now," she says softly, "let's get some rest before we continue our little game tomorrow."
Her touch is gentle, almost motherly as she holds him close. It's a stark contrast to the brutal passion that had coursed through their bodies mere moments ago. With each breath he takes, his body slowly begins to unwind, sinking deeper into exhaustion and the dreamlike haze of pleasure. His heart races and his mind swirls with thoughts both dark and delightful as he succumbs to the succubus' embrace, falling further into her grasp. Sleep finally claims him, but not before a final shudder passes through his body, leaving him spent and completely hers.
Rafflesia's breathing slows as well, matching his rhythm, her fingers lazily tracing patterns on his back and shoulders. The room is quiet save for their shared ragged gasps for air. She nestles herself closer to him, savoring the warmth of his body against hers. It would be a peaceful moment were it not for the inferno burning inside her, driving her desire for more pain and pleasure...for complete control over this mortal vessel she's claimed as her own. The demoness' eyelids grow heavy as sleep slowly overtakes her too, but even in slumber, she remains aware of his every move, his every breath. Her mind spins with ideas for their next encounter: ways to break him further, make him hers more completely...and how best to make him scream for mercy in the throes of ecstasy.
The night passes and morning light eventually cre
Her dreams are filled with images of him: his pleading eyes, his shuddering body, the way he calls out her name in a mix of agony and ecstasy. In her dreams, she wraps her tongue around his hard length, sucks on it until he's begging for mercy; she presses her fingernails into his skin until he screams like a banshee; she takes him deep inside her, claiming every part of him as her own.
The sun streams through the window and bathes them both in its warmth. Even still, it feels cool compared to the fevered heat that has built up between their bodies throughout the night. Rafflesia stirs beneath the covers, lifting her head to glance down at Kora's sleeping form. Her claws flex within her fingertips, yearning for the feel of his skin beneath them once more.
Her smile turns wicked as she decides that another night of indulging in his body is in order. With silent grace, she slides out of bed and pads across the room to retrieve a nearby vial filled with a sweet-smelling oil. She pours some of it onto her hands, relishing the coolness it brings against her flushed skin, and then slowly crawls back into bed beside him.
Her eyes linger on his sleeping form for a moment before drifting shut again. With an inhuman grace that defies the laws of mortality, she slides one hand beneath the covers and begins to massage his thigh, squeezing gently before moving higher, teasing at his groin through the fabric of his trousers. Her other hand comes to rest on his chest, feeling his heart race beneath her fingertips as she trails lazy circles around his nipple.
Kora
Her touch is light and feather-soft, but there's an intentionality to her movements that speak volumes. Every caress, every brush of skin against skin, serves as a reminder to him of who holds dominion over his body now. As her fingers slip beneath the fabric of his trousers and press directly against his aching cock, she whispers in his ear, "Wakey, wakey." Her voice is sweet and soothing, yet laced with an undercurrent of darkness that sends shivers down his spine.
"No, not again." Whispered he with his wet eyes, a tear shudder down his cheek.
Her lips curl into a predatory smile as she hears his soft protests. "Oh, I think you'll like where this is going," she whispers, her fingers begin to stroke him gently but firmly through the fabric of his trousers. With careful precision, she tugs at the hem of his shirt until it rides up over his stomach, revealing his defined abs and chest to her hungry gaze. Her free hand trails downwards, brushing against the sensitive skin of his inner thigh before sliding higher, cupping his growing erection through his boxer shorts.
"You're mine now," she whispers into his ear, her voice cold and commanding, "and I'll have you any way I want." Her fingers tighten around him possessively, almost roughly, as she squeezes and strokes in unison, bringing him to full hardness despite
His cock is now turned on and so is he, fully hardened living dildo is ready for a ride, or...maybe blowjob first?
The succubus grins wickedly at his words, feeling his excitement flow through him like molten lava. Her fingers curl around the base of his cock, squeezing it tightly before lifting it free from its confines, removing his boxers in one swift motion. His erection springs forth, glistening with pre-cum and trembling expectantly as she hovers her mouth over the head, taking in his scent and taste.
"I think I'll start with this," she whispers, her hot breath tickling over the sensitive flesh of his cock before she closes her lips around him, sucking hard. Her free hand continues to stroke and massage his balls, her touch rough but expertly skilled as she takes him deeper into her mouth.
Kora's hips jerk upwards involuntarily, trying to thrust himself further onto her tongue, and moans
Kora cums very fast, and after that, trying to to jerk his hips downwards, to pull his orgasmed cock away from succubus mouth, moaning in pain.
The demoness' eyes gleam with amusement as he tries to pull away and fails. With a smirk, she tightens her lips around him, sucking hard enough that it hurts just enough to send sparks of pleasure skittering down his spine. Her free hand cups his sac roughly, squeezing it in time with her movements as she relishes the power she has over him in this moment.
His cries of pain and pleasure fill the room, echoing back to her in a sensual song that only serves to heighten her own arousal. She can feel his cock beginning to twitch against the roof of her mouth, readying for another orgasm as she works him expertly with her lips and tongue. With a satisfied hum, she lets him climax yet again before finally releasing him from her mouth, his aching length covered in her saliva.
His legs shaking like crazy and he's begin to gasp for air like he hold his breath before, moaning kind of loud, after she stopped he begin to close his legs together.
Her chuckle fills the room as she watches him recover from his latest orgasm. His body is flushed and trembling, his breath coming in ragged gasps that only serve to heighten her own arousal. With a satisfied grin, she slides her hands beneath his torso, lifting his hips off the bed before lowering them back down onto her fists. His aching cock springs free of its confines, glistening with sweat and pre-cum as it dangles precariously above her mouth.
"There," she purrs, wrapping her lips around him once more. Her tongue swirls around the head, teasing at his sensitive flesh as she begins to stroke him slowly but firmly with her hand. "How's that for a little breath of fresh air?" She laughs darkly before increasing her pace, sucking and licking in time with her fingers
Her moan vibrates against his cock as she speeds up, her tongue dancing erotically around the sensitive head. Her free hand digs into the bedding beside him, gripping it tightly as she relishes the feel of his throbbing length sliding over her tongue. She can feel his body tense and tremble beneath hers, on the brink of another release as her skills at pleasuring him reach new heights.
With a soft groan, she pulls him deep into her mouth, massaging his frenulum with her tongue as her hand works him expertly over the bed. His hips buck and thrust uselessly against the air, his pleasure reaching a fever pitch that can only be released by one final surge of power from her lips and fingers.
She holds him there for a moment, teasing him mercilessly before finally allowing herself to take him over the edge