Succubus Inquisition Ch. 08

Bree didn't have any control anymore. The power she tapped into had overloaded. It opened up a tap into the lifesource of her attackers.

The mummy screamed out in horror as the blue flames burned his unnaturally formed flesh. The flames entered his blood, spreading throughout his veins.

"Cum for me tough guy," Bree mocked playfully between hoarse breaths. She released the tight grip on his cock's base. The pleasure outweighed the pain as the dam broke. His scream became equally hoarse as the climax hit like a volcano. His body couldn't handle the heat as the flames consumed him. His veins burst before his hands left her body, attempting to swat at his melting flesh.

Horror flashed over his face as the pain overcame all other sensations. Her tails kept him from breaking free as she consumed his essence. Bree acted upon pure instinct without really understanding how or why.

The strong man's body shuddered once, then turned to ash, blown away by an unseen breeze. A blue shadow had been seared into the obsidian wall behind him. The only proof he had ever been there.

By the time the twins realized what had just happened their own bodies began to glow brightly. Their essence had just been given life. They wanted to hold onto it, desperately.

"Wait! We can help you! Please don-don't...don't stop!" Their pleas turned to blissful squeals as Bree thrust all five tails against them now. All that poison had formed a big knot in Bree's gut. Along with it came a painful itch in her lower back.

The twins exploded with sighs of pleasure as their essence became absorbed by the kitsune. A sixth tail sprung from her lower back before Bree collapsed onto the floor. Her aching body unable to hold itself up any longer. Two similar blue silhouette were imprinted upon the floor underneath her.

A cold shiver spread out from her tails. The fur she had gotten used to reseeded into her body. If she had been able to watch it would have appeared like her body underwent a major transformation as orange, striped fur became golden, brown skin. The sensation tickled across her tired body, leaving only her fluffy tails and ears.

The lustful, poison-induced need for release remained unquenched. For a moment she lay there panting for breath, naked, and covered in sweat. Then movement caught her eye. The prisoner began to wake. Without another thought she pounced back onto her shaking hands and knees. The beautiful kitsune crawled to him with all the lustfulness she could muster.

Bree licked her lips while climbing on top of the prisoner. Her eyes stared at him like a cat in heat. The scent his body gave out drove her poison-induced mind insane with lust. Yet when the man began to weakly protest she found herself hesitating. Or at the very least, her mind fought valiantly to break through the fog. Her body rubbed against the man, purring, while her mind fought against the desires.

"No more, please," the man barely whispered.

The pathetic attempt wormed its way past the thick clouds and caused the kitsune to pause. Even as her body twitched with need she just couldn't go through with it. The part of her that loved another man prevented her from willingly having sex with another. The more she resisted the worse her desires and aches got.

Before she could really make a move one way or another she heard the echo of footsteps approaching. The distraction helped her resist her body's craving for sexual release, momentarily at least. The kitsune looked up just in time to see Amber strut around the corner. Sexuality came naturally to her as her hips swayed with each step.

The pale succubus' face lit up with a wide smirk. Her smooth white skin almost glowed in contrast to the pitch-black walls. Her tail swayed behind her with a mind of its own as her wings folded behind her. Amber's long flowing hair appeared redder than ever before.

"Would you look at that, the kitty has grown one step closer to being a true kitsune." Amber's voice flowed with an unnatural tone of seduction infused within it. Bree's body reacted as if caught on a lure. Her soaking wet pussy ached and throbbed, as she swallowed hard. She couldn't pull her gaze away from those swaying hips as Amber closed the distance slowly, agonizingly slowly.

"Why don't you come back upstairs with me, honey? I can't even describe the pleasure that awaits you." Amber stared at her with a distant gaze, as if in a trance. Despite herself Bree couldn't stop from rubbing against the prisoner's body. The poison made every sensation feel exquisite.

If Arn hadn't once again passed out from exhaustion, things may have progressed beyond dry humping.

Amber leaned down and scratched behind Bree's fluffy ear. Everything shut down as Bree leaned into the succubus' hand. Her purring echoed loudly now as nothing else mattered but getting her ears scratched. The succubus leaned in closer.

"Come away from that man," Amber said with disgust at the withered, emaciated prisoner. Bree followed blindly as the scratching hand pulled away. They got several paces before the poison-induced pheromones hit Amber's nostrils. Detaching her body from Arn had let a potent amount of fumes building up. A succubus under normal situations would have been able to resist easily.

Amber's glazed-over eyes dilated as her breath caught in her throat. Her orders were to bring the escaping cat upstairs to the lady necromancer. The moment that scent hit her though, everything changed.

Bree yelped out in surprise when soft feminine lips brushed against her own. So distracted by getting her ears scratched the kitsune didn't even notice she stopped crawling. Tongues wrestled as the lustful kiss kept Bree from thinking.

Amber's tail slithered around Bree's waist. Without the protective fur covering her body it felt like a cold, slimy serpent. A coherent mind would have cringed at the feeling but Bree couldn't think clearly, though her poisoned body anticipated the tail's intent. Needless to say her thighs were already soaked.

The muffled moan almost woke Arn when the tail entered the kitsune's wet pussy. The penetration was exactly what Bree's body needed. Her body shook but it wasn't quite enough to push her over that edge. Amber pulled back from the kiss. A single line of spit stretched out between their lips.

"I should take you upstairs. Lena ordered me to..." Amber gasped out as she forced her tail to thrust. The thick pheromones in the air were distracting her from following orders.

"No, please, I need it. I've never needed anything so badly in my life!" Bree squealed between thrusts. She grabbed the back of Amber's head and pulled her forward. She resumed their kiss with desperation. The built-up poison blocking her climax needed to be addressed before she could think straight again.

Their hands caressed each other's bodies, twisting nipples, scratching backs. They became lost to the passion. Yet still Bree couldn't get past that block. She was becoming desperate. She pushed Amber down angrily onto her back, and climbed on top of her.

"Come on already! Make me cum, please!"

The succubus stared back with glossy eyes without responding. Even though her tail never ceased thrusting. The hallway reeked of sex but that thick cloud of pheromones slowly equalized. Amber's eyes were returning to normal. Bree kept begging. To her nothing else mattered at the moment.

"Hmm, have you been naughty, little kitty cat?" Part of Bree hoped to hear her real friend. Yet, even in her condition she could tell it wasn't her friend. The succubus' tone alone gave that away. It wasn't her usual voice. Instead Amber's voice had an unnatural undertone to it.

"Come with me and you'll cum more than ever before." Amber whispered sultrily. She attempted to rise from the floor.

Bree shook her head, "No, I need it now!"

All six fluffy tails lashed out at once. One wrapped around each limb. One rubbed against Amber's nether lips while the last wrapped around her neck. Choked gasps came from the startled succubus before slamming back down against the hard, smooth obsidian floor.

Bree sat up, raised Amber's left leg and brought their clits together. She preceded to roll her hips, slowly at first, then picking up momentum. Amber's tail had ceased thrusting briefly, thinking she'd regain control.

Desperation made the kitsune unpredictable.

"At least let me up, doll."

"No, can't trust, need release!"

They both moaned as Amber started rolling her hips and thrusting with her tail again.

"Fine, you leave me no choice. I'll keep you on the edge until you're reduced to a silly, little bimbo." She spoke with a cruel malice.

Sparks threatened to go off between them as a righteous fury entered Bree's orange orbs. She'd had enough of these games. A flash of blue energy traveled across her body and out each tail. When they struck Amber's body the succubus screamed. However, it wasn't a painful scream. A powerful climax exploded the moment all that energy hit her nervous system.

The succubus' body shook violently and all the vibrations met Bree's nether lips. Amber's tail thrust deeply until hitting Bree's cervix. All the sensations at once provided exactly what Bree had needed.

The kitsune's body locked up as the pleasure soared to new heights. It held there like that moment before one fell. Hanging dreadfully and then. . . finally pushing past the edge. She screamed along with Amber. Their hoarse voices echoed down the hallway. Their cream squirted all over their thighs. The moment of bliss felt like it lasted an eternity. Their voices cut out long before the pleasure ended. Bree fell down upon Amber, utterly exhausted.

Everything tingled, sensitive and swollen.

Against all odds Bree remained awake, barely. Heavy eyelids threatened to close. Her rational mind finally pushed through the clouds.

Escape... the only thing left on her cum-drunk mind. Before anything else could strike, she had to go. She lifted herself up with shaking, unsteady arms, somehow resisting the urge to lay there and fall asleep. Like Amber had.

The kitsune had no time to waste. Slowly she crawled toward the exit. Her limbs were tingling and refusing to wake up, but she persisted. Sunlight warmed her face mere inches from escaping the tower.

Echoing footsteps met her aching ears, and her heart sank. However, she wouldn't give up. Adrenaline—fueled by fear— flooded her system as her limbs finally woke fully, and she rose to her feet. One step out into the soft dirt and she realized a dreadful mistake. She had left both the prisoner and Amber behind.

She turned partially around and looked over her shoulder. A pale-skinned woman came around the corner. Too late, Bree thought. Lena's shocked eyes were all the kitsune saw before she bolted out of sight.

Bree ran, her six tails waving behind her. The sun warmed her naked, sweaty body. All this time and she didn't really take notice to the lack of fur across her skin. She had gotten used to it in a way, even stopped wearing clothing because of the fur. She kept running as she thought about it, a smile formed upon her lips. It felt good to feel the sun on her naked, furless body again.

She felt guilty for just fleeing. What choice did she have though? Only one thing mattered at this moment. She had to find Yshomatsu. With his help they could rescue Amber and Athan.

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A figure pale as moonlight with long black hair walked down the sunlit hallway. The bright light caused her marble-like skin to appear through the black gown she wore.

Lena's red lips were half-upturned angrily as she regarded the situation in front of her. Two passed-out people, blue shadows scorched on the wall and floor. But, the part that pissed her off the most: no kitsune.

Five under Lena's control were sent to stop the fox-woman from leaving. And still, she escaped.

The necromancer felt the moment her father's life had ended. Now she regretted sending her new pet, Amber. She should have just come down and dealt with the kitsune herself.

Lena paused when she approached the unconscious succubus.

"I overestimated your abilities. . ." she sighed. Then her anger got the best of her and she lashed out with a kick to the woman's ribs. "Get up."

Amber groaned without waking. Another kick followed.

"I said get up, useless excuse of a demon!"

Amber's glossy eyes opened as she reluctantly sat up. The hypnotized succubus yawned, perched on her elbows.

"We need to prepare defenses because of your incompetence. The kitsune will spread the word that I'm in charge instead of Athanatos."

Lena stepped out into the light, one hand raised to block the sun from her squinting eyes. Violet energy began to glow upon her marble skin. It left feint purple footprints in the dirt as she walked.

The necromancer stopped, kneeling down upon the soil. She began to chant quietly, eyes closed in concentration. The violet energy spread out into the earth. Amber stood blankly behind her awaiting instructions.

A low rumbling could be heard like a growling stomach, desperate for substance. The noise stopped, then dozens of hands shot out from a mass grave, clawing at the air.

A smile formed on Lena's blood red lips.

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A hazy fog kept the room from clearly being seen. Athanatos leaned back on a large, comfortable cushion. He could feel several bodies cuddled up against him. It hurt to move so he didn't attempt to sit up.

"Gooood boy," a hushed voice hissed, a shiver traveling down his spine.

The monk couldn't remember anything. Yet, he felt a familiar disconnection—as if he wasn't in his physical body—he couldn't explain. Too difficult to think. Too easy to sit back and relax.

A red-skinned woman with luscious, flowing, raven-colored hair walked through the thick fog, like a siren who owned the night. He should have recognized her, she looked familiar, but he couldn't remember. The woman glided toward him with a mischievous smirk upon her lips. Everything felt wrong, completely wrong. The warning bells going off put him on edge. He felt fear, but couldn't understand why.

Countless hands were massaging his body. Lips and tongues kissed his flesh. The red-skinned woman climbed on top of him until her bright yellow serpent eyes were inches from his. They stared into his soul as if it was her property.

"Everything is falling into place, my pet."

Her weight settled on his lap. For some reason she felt more coherent than the other women around him, as if his mind simply imagined them. Which meant the red skinned woman was actually there. That didn't make sense. Her long nails scratched down his sides, causing his stomach to flip as his abs twitched.

Athan's aching member grew harder as she sat down on it. Her wet nether lips slid back and forth over his trapped dick. The sensation sent thrills and chills up his spine simultaneously. Yet, his mind struggled with that strange feeling. It felt like a warning. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was in trouble.

The red-skinned woman rolled her hips and derailed his thoughts. Athan couldn't help but groan as his eyes rolled back. A part of him desperately wanted to push her onto her back and fuck her until he couldn't take it anymore. The other part knew there was something important he needed to remember.

His hands went to her hips and pain almost short-circuited his mind. Then his throbbing tip rubbed the right spot, pushing into her depths for but a moment. She rolled her hips back and her nether lips slid back down his length. Pleasure distracted him from all the pains he'd been feeling.

"All you have to do is ask," she moaned with a teasing tone.

An image popped into his head. Two horns poking out of her hair. Two leathery wings outstretched behind her, and a slithering tail. The woman had a look of divine bliss. But, the part that bothered him most...the withered corpse below her.

She pressed down harder, sliding along his length faster. The intense pleasure brought him back to reality. Despite the warnings, his body wanted to peak over that edge. Somehow he found the willpower to resist screaming yes.

Or maybe he just couldn't speak, too close. He wouldn't last long at this rate.

"Oh don't worry, baby, you'll be begging me before long." She ran her nails back up his sides, digging into his flesh this time. For the first time since he woke up he actually groaned in pain instead of pleasure.

The flesh wounds backed him off the edge, but barely. In a strange way it just intensified the pleasure her rolling hips brought him.

"You've already cum for me once; each time, you'll crave it more. Until it's the only thing you can think about."

That didn't sound right. He didn't crave her. He just wanted to cum. His clouded mind struggled to think clearly. Each time he pushed through the clouds she would quirk her hips in a new way. By the fourth time he couldn't even remember why he was resisting.

"Ask me, you know you want to," she cried out as warm liquid drenched his lap.

At the breaking point he couldn't concentrate on her words. Or else he'd realize he hadn't cum for her before. If he had, she wouldn't need him to ask for it.

They weren't in his world though. There were rules that had to be followed in the Dream State. Rules that she wouldn't risk him knowing.

"You can't hold out much longer. Wouldn't you rather cum inside me?" Her hands scratched their way to the back of his head, pulling his head up, staring into his glossy eyes. Her eyes manifested intense lust, quickly captivating him.

Thousands of sexual images flashed in his mind as he lost himself in her demonic eyes. His body gave out as he screamed hoarsely. Meridiana pouted before the sensation of his ejaculating member made her climax again. Her luscious lips crushed into his as she kissed him like never before.

The waves of pleasure overwhelmed Athan. Both of them were shaking as her grip tightened. She held on as if she would be washed away otherwise. It lasted far longer than Meridiana had anticipated.

When she opened her eyes next two bright green eyes stared back at her. They weren't glossy.

Everything returned to Athanatos after the orgasm ended. Most importantly he remembered how the demon had been defeated. Banished without succumbing to her. He clearly remembered lasting until Amber jumped his bones.

"Even when I'm in a trance you can't win, Meridiana."

He looked around and found himself laying in a bed of beautiful females, all reaching out, touching him. He felt weak, and drained. Even though he could protest again; he didn't make a move to push the demon away. He was content to lay there relaxing. He attempted to ignore all the hands rubbing, massaging his flesh.

Meridiana stretched out like a cat. She leaned back up, pressing down on his lap.

"Breaking you is going to be so much fun."

"I'll never willingly cum for you or ask to be inside you."

"Oh but honey, you just did. You're trapped here. The next time I visit you, it'll be much harder to resist." She looked down at him with a predatory glare.

Wet lips began to kiss, lick, and suck his neck, ear, and bald head. The demon smirked as she felt his member twitch beneath her.

Her words resonated with him as his heart sank. He thought about the books he had read so long ago. In Yshomatsu's underground library, the succubus pages stuck with him. Ironically out of all those pages...the sexy woman illustrations stayed with him. Most notably, how the demon hunted and fed within the dream. Her victim would slowly succumb until they became obsessed and let the succubus enter their own world, ending with one last screw. Leaving nothing but a dried up husk. Her prize: the person's soul.

He had unknowingly taken the first steps while in a trance. His face scrunched up in determination.