Succubus Inquisition Ch. 03

Quickly the Kitsune rose to her feet and looked around. No rocks fell, no sign of life. It was as if she imagined the whole thing. A shiver ran up her spine. She was scared and her lover was asleep, exhausted. He'd be no use in a fight for a while. Curse her and her never ending sexual energy.

Almost all the glow worms had retreated into hiding. The cave was once again plunged into darkness, with only a few specks of blue light here and there. Bree decided to look around, leaving Yshomatsu nestled in the bed of moss. She silently crept in the direction of the rumble, towards the end of the cave they hadn't seen yet.

At the far edge the cavern turned into smaller tunnel. Many stalactites grew downward from the ceiling, and a few stalagmites grew up from the floor. She was scared beyond belief, but she had to know if something dangerous was waiting down the tunnel. If their lives were in danger, she didn't want it to find them sleeping. The pads on the bottom of her feet made sneaking easy as she crept into the tunnel, barely making a sound at all.

The further she went the more narrow the tunnel became. Before long she was hunched over, almost on all fours, and still there was no sign of life. Another step and she was forced down onto her hands and knees. The ground felt funny and she couldn't see any further, it was as if the tunnel ended suddenly. The stalactites and stalagmites were on either side of her, as if in rows. The ground felt raw, wet and fleshy.

All at once it hit her, this wasn't part of the tunnel. Panic struck her. Whatever it was that caused the rumble, she had just crawled into its open maw. She took a deep breath and did the only thing she could think of, rolling backwards as fast as she could. The large jaws snapped shut but she was in the clear, seeing orange fur in its clenched mouth. It would appear she didn't completely get in the clear.

Sinister blue eyes stared back at her as if the thing was amused, drool dripped down its snout. It was playing with her, toying with easy prey. Another low rumble came from deep in its throat as it struggled to rise to its feet. She saw it now, large brown scales with hints of gray all over. The monster towered over her and it was still rising. Bree had seen enough, turning and running. In response the thing roared but didn't give chase.

As she ran she screamed for the monk to wake up and as she got closer she realized he hadn't even begun to stir yet. Her heart was racing a thousand beats per second, or at least it felt like it.

"Wake up!" Once she reached him, she began to violently shake him. He moaned his protests and opened his tired eyes. Everything was dark and he could hardly see Bree atop him as she shook him.

"What?" He spat out, a little upset at being woken up from a pleasant dream that had nothing to do with demons or sex. It wasn't until she spoke next that he realized how terrified she was. He jolted up, fully alert as she screamed.

"Monster!"

He looked around, and couldn't see or hear anything. But the glow worms were gone, that alone would have had him worried. Bree was completely panicked, covered in sweat and shaking, he had never seen her like this.

"We have to go now! Right now!" She began to pull at him, and he wasn't going to argue. They sprinted towards the exit, Bree in the lead since Ysho couldn't see anything. Bright light lit up the entire area as fire blew over their heads. They both came to a halting stop.

Standing before them blocking the exit, stood an ancient being covered in scales. Yshomatsu recognized it instantly, a dragon. It wasn't the red dragon the monk had turned into in his dreams. Rather this dragon looked old, its brown scales were faded and gray. Even the hair under its chin was gray. The ancient being looked down at them with a glint in its eyes.

The dragon's mouth opened as if it was going to speak. Rather than words a deep crackling sound came from deep in its throat as if it was clearing its voice box.

A moment later the scales of its underbelly turned golden and the color moved as if it was molten lava. The monk had never saw a living dragon before, but then again no one had for thousands of years. He had, however, read an awful lot about them, and he had a good idea of what was about to happen.

Without a moment's hesitation the monk grabbed Bree and pushed, just in time. The dragon's flames cut through the air where they had been standing just moments ago.

They felt the heat singe their skin even as they rolled away. The next twenty minutes was spent running away and hiding. The dragon kept up with them easily. The fact that they were still alive spoke wonders, but they knew, it was playing with them. Every time they thought the dragon had them it would stop, cock its head to the side and stare at them.

Now they were hiding in a cluster of stalagmites, shivering as they tried their best to keep their heavy breathing quiet. It was then when the dragon surprised them. Finally they were hidden out of sight and the giant lizard didn't seem to know where they were and it spoke.

The dragon took a deep breath, sniffing the air at the same time. "You mortalss wreak of Demon filth, their taint iss all over you." Yshomatsu looked out from within his hiding spot, a small hole in the rocks. All of a sudden the dragon's sinister eye looked right at him. "You ssmell familiar human, but I can't put my tongue on it, too much taint masskss your sscent." Its voice is deep and troubling. "I can't rissk you leaving here alive."

Its mouth opened up as if in a wicked smile, showing its teeth to its prey.

******

"Keep down!" Emelia whispered as the group hid behind a tree. "That is not something we want to attract." On the other side was an anaconda slithering slowly away from them. If it hadn't been for their new guide they would have walked right into it. She had her brown hair up in a tight bun as she looked back at the group. Blake was next to her admiring the snake, or at least pretending to. She couldn't see the other two behind him, the two she found odd to say the least.

Athan kneeled behind Blake, not caring at all about the snake. They were close to his mentor, he could feel it. Soon he wouldn't have to deal with the lesser succubus that was currently huddled up on his side. One of her hands was rubbing his lower back, the other he kept pushing away. One thing was for sure, she was determined to keep him on edge. She was doing a good job with that. He had to be careful, walking around for a week with the demon teasing him. His balls were full and his dick was always standing at attention. The monk had half a mind to excuse himself to go relieve himself behind a bush. But he knew better than that. It would just give her the advantage. No matter how hard he would try to expel her, he just knew she would be on his mind the whole time.

Emelia had said they were only an hour away from the large cavern system on her maps. He only hoped it was the right one. Amber had said she couldn't sense his mentor anymore, they had gone underground and slowly faded from her mind. Yshomatsu could be in terrible trouble, for all he knew.

While he was distracted, Amber took full advantage of it. He didn't even put up a fight as she slipped her hand into his robes. It didn't take long to get him panting, because he was already hard. Each day he was more worked up than the last, and she loved it. The monk's breathing got heavy and his knees shook, eyes glazed over. Whatever he had been thinking about gave her the opening she needed. The other two were busy worrying about the stupid snake. The new born succubus leaned in, kissing his neck, and felt him shiver.

The monk leaned into her embrace, unable to resist her touch. All thoughts on the mission were forgotten, to the pleasure of her hand. He hardly had any fight left in him. When she breathed on his neck and kissed his skin he melted in pleasure. If she wasn't holding him up he would have fallen to the ground. Amber could feel his manhood swell. He was close already. Conveniently that was when Emelia made her hand gesture and moved out form their hiding spot.

The snake was gone and their path was clear. The new born succubus let out a silent sigh, enjoying the power she felt by keeping Athan on edge. She was enjoying this long tease a lot more than she thought she would. The primal hunger she had felt ever since her powers had been locked away was oddly calmer than ever. She felt two bumps on her forehead. It was like she was gaining energy without consuming souls. Just by teasing the monk and keeping him on edge was providing her with sustenance.

Amber had begun to worry about running out of time, but if this was true and she was getting energy from him without killing him, then that would mean her goal had changed. She now only had to worry about preventing herself from being banished or destroyed when they caught up with Yshomatsu. She was already free of Meridiana's influence, and now that her primal, demonic hunger for souls was waning she had a clear mind for the first time in a long time. It sounded like a good idea to stick with the monk. She just needed to get him alone before they found his mentor but that didn't look likely.

Then she had an idea and focused. She upped her pheromone output as she left Athan hanging a breath away from making a mess. If she could cloud his judgment with lust, it could work to her advantage. It would give her a chance, now that her plan wasn't to conquer him.

Athan fell back, sitting on the ground while he caught his breath. That was a close one. He knew she would try something since he had been swatting her hand away. But he had let his mind wander on to the mission and the next thing he knew he was leaning into her, breathing heavy. Since he was on edge ever since that cookout in the long grass it wasn't easy to push her away. In fact she played him like an instrument, whole body shaking as he submitted to the pleasure. He was close, breath caught in his throat. The monk had held off this whole time for nothing, he was about to...

Then Emelia and Blake moved out and Amber sighed into his neck, hand leaving his robes. No, his body needed this to keep going, just another second! That's all he needed. He was close to begging, but she had already moved on. After a moment his mind cleared and he realized how close he had come to falling for her tricks, too close. The bald man smoothed out his robes and willed his erection to go away as he tried to catch up. Somehow he had to find a way to fight his body's weakness to pleasure. He wasn't thinking about the Ash skinned succubus anymore, but that was because it was all Amber on his mind now.

The moment he caught up with the group he knew something was up. There was a subtle scent on the air, one he remembered clearly from his memory. The succubus had turned up her game, something was on her mind, a plan of some sort. He briefly wondered what her end game was. All this time she had focused on him. Why would she openly infect the others with her lust induced scent? Before long he stopped wondering and just stared at her swaying hips. Man was she beautiful, her body, face. If only she wasn't a demon.

It wasn't hard to see the others were affected by the pheromones. They were constantly stealing looks at each other. A light went off in his head, and suddenly her plan was clear to him. Distract those two and she'd have him all to herself. That thought excited him and he had to fight back the urgent desire that was rushing blood to his lesser mind. They must be getting close to Yshomatsu if she had become this desperate. Either that or after her last tease she had decided to finish what she started. He had to get control of himself and this situation before it spiraled out of control.

All it would take was for him to command her to stop. Unfortunately, he was so worked up that, that realization never came to mind. In fact he was worked up to the point where he didn't feel so in control. She dominated his entire thoughts and teased him to the point where he might as well have walked around with his boner leading the way.

The cave system was in sight but no one besides Amber had noticed. Their guide was breathing heavy while rubbing her hands on her upper thighs, every few steps she'd look back at Blake and smile. The knight was enjoying the attention, especially since she was human. He felt hot and gripped his armor at his neck and moved it to create more air flow as he coughed.

"There's a cave up ahead, we should seek shelter," Amber moaned out as she upper her pheromones tenfold. The suggestion was placed, the guide and knight eagerly nodded, their eyes locked on each other. Shelter sounded good right about now, the mission could wait... Wait, what was the mission again? As they smiled at each other, nothing else mattered.

The new born succubus inwardly smiled to herself. Humans were so easy to manipulate, she was wet with anticipation. She looked back over her shoulder and gave the monk a knowing smile. He had trouble raising his vision to meet her gaze.

So much had changed since they left Yshomatsu's hidden refuge. She had set out with every intention to dominate every aspect of Athan's life, make him her walking sex slave. Then she started to respect him. Before long the most unexpected thing happened -- her demonic hunger had, for some reason, backed off. That hunger was what drove a succubus to destroy, to consume. It was as if they were being controlled by some powerful force far greater than themselves.

When that hunger backed off, and she was able to think clearly for the first time in her life, she had no desire to harm or dominate the monk. Rather she just wanted to survive and maybe, just maybe, she would be willing to help Athan in his quest. First she wanted to end the teasing and once he was spent in post-orgasmic bliss, she'd ask him for freedom without releasing the spell lock.

They entered the cave and saw no sign of life. Emelia and Blake ran off, holding each other's hands. Amber was pleased to see no sign of Yshomatsu. He must be further in the cave or in another cave altogether. Once she stepped into the cave, however, she understood why the monk's presence had faded from her awareness. There was powerful magic here, more powerful than anything she'd ever felt before. The new born succubus had never felt Meridiana's full power so she had no idea how it compared. Yet this place was impressive and she couldn't help but wonder who had cast this concealment spell.

The spell work felt ancient, so it couldn't have been Yshomatsu, or that woman he traveled with. No, this magic felt like it had been here for a long, long time. The moment passed as she finished being awed by the spell. She turned her full attention towards Athan, and gave him the hottest, naughtiest look she could, standing with her hip cocked.

Athan stepped into the cave, expecting to see his mentor, but instead saw nothing.

The cave extended deep into the earth from the look of it. He looked around. Where were the others? Blake and Emelia weren't here. Panic filled his heart with short, quick bursts of breath. Her plan worked. She was alone with him and he wasn't sure if he could resist her. Everything had led to this moment, with all of her teasing, and now, when he was so close to his mentor -- she'd pounce.

Part of him couldn't wait. His body really wanted release, too bashful and naive to relieve himself. He had known the demon would do anything to break the binding spell but he hadn't been prepared for the slow seduction. His body was like putty in her hands, he was too weak to resist. He had to put a stop to this right now and he meant to. However as his eyes fell upon her standing there posing for him, his jaw dropped, mouth all of a suddenly dry as he licked his lips.

She beckoned him towards her and was amused when he didn't budge. She'd never know how close he came to commanding her to stop, he was stronger willed than she'd ever imagined. But in the end it wouldn't matter, because his body was under her spell now, and his mind was just along for the ride. In reality he was lucky because she was no longer controlled by her demonic hunger. What mattered most to her was an end to the servitude, once and for all. No more trading one master for another.

As she stepped forward Athan couldn't help but think he was doomed. He had to fight her, had to control his thoughts. Yet the best he could do was prevent himself from rushing to her as she wanted. But it didn't matter, she'd just come to him and he'd stand there until her body pressed against his and he'd melt into her embrace once again.

She could sense his reluctance and loved that he still had fight left in him.

"What's wrong master?" She asked with feigned concern as she slowly made her way to him.

His cock stood proud and hard, pointing right at her, creating a large tent in his loose robes. She ran her hands all over her body before curling her fingers under the hem of her shirt. Her smile turned into a smirk as she lifted it slowly up her chest, until her breasts sprang free. They were slightly larger than the other night. The tight shirt slid over her head and fell to the floor, vanishing before touching the ground.

The monk stared, transfixed. This was the first time he had seen her breasts, and he couldn't look away. How could he fight or resist a sexual being with a body like that? He was only human after all. Somehow he'd have to find a way, if only to save his mentor. Amber continued her slow, seductive walk towards him, breasts jiggling with each step. She slid her hands up her smooth belly until she cupped each breast. The new born succubus' body was still changing, regardless of his binding spell. The two bumps forming on her forehead, along with her growing tits, would testify to that.

"You love this body, don't you?" She purred.

When he nodded, eyes never leaving her gravity deifying chest, her smile widened. He was so lucky she didn't have her demonic hunger anymore, because this moment would be turning out completely different. She would have been relentless and destroyed him, dominating the monk in every way imaginable until she was the master.

Yet instead she had a clear mind, free of demonic influences. Because of that, all of this teasing that has left the monk on edge with his body desperate for release, would end with just that. The end to his sexual tension would be the best moment of his life. She'd see to that.

Amber concentrated and the rest of her clothing disappeared. She stood a few feet in front of him as her hands roamed around her nether region, drawing his attention downward. The monk's eyes opened wide as he looked upon the subject of his every fantasy, standing before him in all her glory. She did a quick spin showing him her body for the first time. His eyes returned to the small patch of red hair just above her swollen, glistening lips.

Athan was at a loss for words. He was the master, he was supposed to be in charge, and yet she implanted herself into his head and teased him for days. To think their first contact was a violent fight and now here she was naked and giving him a playful look.

"That that off, baby."

Everything she said was so sexy, how could he resist? His arms reached up and pulled the robes loose. As they fell to the ground his inner tunic followed, until he stood there in the buff, his proud member pointing right at her.

Cat-like eyes locked onto his weapon as she stepped forward and wrapped delicate fingers of one hand around it. A moan escaped his lips as his eyes rolled back. This was the first time he had willingly allowed her to touch him. Her hand squeezed and twisted, all thoughts left his mind, and knees buckled as pleasure ran up his spine.