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	The Fun House 5 of 20: The Birth of Succubus - by Redbud

	The wheelchair shuddered to a stop.
	Sadie had lived in a chair and older chairs since she could
remember. She knew by the sound how much life was left in them
and tonight there was no going home.  She had ridden the chair
along side the road, had pushed it complaining through the berm's
gravel. Cars had swerved around her but hadn't slowed down. It
wasn't the first time she had been out on the road and it wasn't
the first time she had been ignored. She could have ridden into
the fair ground in broad daylight. Nobody would have cared.
	But she had found the trailer. When she heard the rumors she
knew she had nothing to lose. She didn't bothered to call in
sick. She charged the wheel chair through the night and the next
morning. She ate. She dressed and ran the whining chair  where it
had never been. And now... she was alone. A wind rattled and
hushed the evenings leaves -- cold and damp. She shivered. The
wheel chair lurched forward, briefly digging its wheels, meant
for carpets and tile, into the gravel. Shapes were beginning to
appear on the trailer's side. They moved.
	Sadie stopped. She expected to be afraid. She knew she would be.
She was. Her heart raced but she couldn't go back. The evening's
light faded from dark blue to black and the shapes took form and
color. They moved through each other. Sometimes they seemed to be
human, sexual, legs apart or together, the thrusting motion of
intercourse that would blur and fade again. Two tall figures
appeared on either side of an entry door. They were tall and
elongated -- a man and a woman. Each gestured to the door beside
them. Their faces were angelic but Sadie could see the forms
beneath their robes -- the outline of the woman's breasts, her
nipples, her sex and the man's penis.
	This was the fun house. Yes. She jammed the wheelchair's
controls forward again. The road ended. She turned the chair into
the tall grass. The stirrups quickly tangled and the wheels spun
uselessly in the damp grass.
	"Shit!" she spat, and then she laughed. "You got me this far."
	She grit her teeth and leaned forward only to fall back into the
chair. Try again. She snarled and flung herself forward. This
time she toppled onto the wet grass. Her useless legs crumpled
under her and her spindly arms buckled. She cried out in pain,
her wrist twisted,
	"You can't mow that grass?" she muttered. "Fucking immortal and
you don't have time to mow the grass."
	With a loud groan she heaved herself forward, ignoring the pain
in her wrist. Her legs unfolded and dragged behind her. She
couldn't remember the last evening when she felt grass against
bare skin or the smell of it. The damp dirt felt good against her
elbows. "Huh!" She heaved herself forward on her forearms. Her
cheek was wet, whether with dew or blood, she didn't care.
	After what seemed like an hour, she reached the entry. She
groaned as she lifted herself up on one arm, struck the broken
door with the palm of her hand before she collapsed back onto the
grass. The door creaked and banged open but didn't close again.
There was nothing inside. Just black. She glanced up at the
figures. She lingered on the figure's penis. "You can't even
fucking come out and help me?"
	Yes, she had tasted a cock before, but only once.
	"Asshole," she muttered. She groaned and pushed herself up until
she caught the steel doorsill by her chin. "Huhn!" She clutched
at the sill and yanked herself up. Her collarbones leaned hard
against the sill. Again! Now she was on her breasts. "Finally,
useful for something..." "Huhn!" Her upper body was inside. Grit
and dust ground into her palms but the wooden floor was smooth.
She was breathing hard and coughed on dust. She yanked herself
forward. Her body followed. "Huh!" Her feet cleared the door. At
last.  The door gently shut behind her. The smell of dust and
aging wood filled the darkness.
	Sadie closed her eyes and rested her cheek against the floor.
	Maybe she fell asleep. She wasn't sure. Something woke her. A
footstep? She anxiously peered into the dark. "Who's there?" she
asked. Christ, what a fool she was. If she was lucky the killer
would put her out of her misery.
	"Who's there?" she asked again.
	She heard a soft, deep chuckle. "Who do you think?"
	Sadie said nothing at first, hearing only her own breath.
"Comus?"
	Again, the deep reverberating chuckle. The footsteps came
closer. There was light - moonlight. "Yes."
	"Some fantasy..." She spit out some dust. "Yeah... you fuck, who
are you really?"
	"Look at me..."
	Sadie painfully pushed herself onto her back. Her legs uselessly
followed her hips. "Oh..." she gasped. "Jesus." He was huge.
There were wings, dark and massive at his shoulders - just a
silhouette. She was shaking. He laughed softly.
	"I have been waiting..."
	"So what," Sadie interjected, "you're immortal."
	"...but you're not," Comus answered.
	"You were worried?" Sadie asked.
	"I don't worry," Comus rumbled.
	"Tell me." Sadie's ribs ached. "You could appear however you
wanted - like an angel. But why like this? Like the devil?"
	"What is in you," Comus answered quietly, "is what makes me."
	"I wanted you to look like a demon?"
	"The demon is in you," Comus deep voice answered.
	"And evil?"
	"Do you think I'm evil?" Comus asked.
	Sadie hesitated before she spoke. "You're not an angel."
	"You don't want me to be an angel."
	"Comus," Sadie took a painful breath. "What are you going to do
to me?"
	"Just what you want..."
	"This is what I want?" Her voice shook. "To be your fucking
floor mop? This is my fantasy?"
	The footsteps again. "Tell me," rumbled Comus. "Do you think
being a woman means being beautiful?"
	"Maybe," Sadie answered, hesitating, "to me."
	"A woman without her body is useless?"
	"No," Sadie answered angrily. "I'm crippled and I'm dying."
	"You are beautiful," Comus answered. "You are the most desirable
woman who has ever entered my house."
	Sadie's breath shook, but not fear, not as much. "Fuck you," she
laughed. "I can't even sit up. You want me to suck your big toe?
I hear some guys really get off on it."
	The giant figure laughed. "I'm not interested in your body,
woman, but you're mind. Do you think that only your appearance
interests me? I am captivated by so much more. I watched the
Greeks sack Troy and amused Genghis Khan. The beauty of women is
like a wildflower's season. No. There is so much more. Much more.
The mind...the imagination..." The giant figure growled. "Why do
you think I have created this?"
	"This? Wow. Oh boy. I'm impressed."
	"Desire is what captivates me: yours, theirs, the imagination,
desire. Appearances mean nothing to me. "
	"Finally," Sadie answered, her voice betraying her fear, "my
soulmate."
	She heard his deep rumbling laughter. "And more..." The
floorboards vibrated with his steps. "You will be my masterpiece,
Sadie. I bring out of you what you have brought out of me."
	Sadie's stomach clenched. Fear. "What are you going to do?"
	"Give to you your desires." She grunted loudly when his boot
roughly kicked her ribs, turning her back onto her belly.
	"Jesus..." Her voice quavered. "A little lower next time. I
don't feel anything below my waist, you know."
	"Don't be frightened my little demon," he mumbled. She felt his
breath at the back of her neck. He was doing something with her
legs. She could feel her weight shifting, her body being moved.
Something licked the back of her neck.
	"What are you doing!" she demanded.
	"I am opening your legs."
	"I..." she swallowed. "I've never..."
	"This is how it's don e."
	"But..."
	"I know," he growled. "I know... a pity. I will change that. You
are beautiful."
	"But..."
	His hands gripped her dress at the shoulders and tore it back,
baring her breasts. She fell back to the floor, her nipples
grinding against the wood. She gasped. "That's better," he
growled.
	"Why..." she breathed. "Why are you doing this?"
	"You are a woman," he answered. She felt  him moving her again.
"I want your legs wider."
	She reached in front of her, her fingernails scraping against
the floor. "Tut, tut, my little demon." He pulled her head back
by the hair and she felt  him lick her ear with an impossibly
long tongue before he let go. Her head banged the floor.
	"This turns you on?" she asked and she felt herself jolted
forward and felt something in her guts.
	He said nothing. It was getting harder to breath. There was
pressure. "What..." she tried to take a deep breath. "What are
you...UHNN!"
	"Look," he growled and forced her head down.
	She saw. She saw his giant balls between her emaciated legs. The
fur of her pussy stretched around the great black trunk of his
cock . He had opened her. Her legs wide. Between them, almost as
wide as her thigh, his cock was buried inside her!  But her legs
were changing. The skin was changing and her muscles were
thickening! The pressure on her neck increased and she saw more
of the cock's girth slide into her. "UHH!" Yes! She felt it
inside her! She felt a cock inside her! This is what it felt
like! Pushing! Opening her! Forcing her legs apart! Possessing
her insides. She groaned. She tried to catch her breath against
the thing that seemed to filling her core from the opening
between her legs up to her staggering heart. Jesus! She could
feel its girth moving her guts around it. She groaned, exhaling,
her vision dimming.
	"You see?" Comus pulled her head up and back. "This is what you
have always deserved to feel. This is your body's birthright."
	She felt herself tugged back and then jolted forward again. She
moaned and gasped.
	"That's better," he murmured. "That's what I want to hear from
you."
	He was changing her! With every thrust she was feeling more. She
was feeling stronger. She struck the floor with her fists. Oh
Jesus, she arched her back, thrusting her ass upward. Her ass!
She could move it! "Uh! Uh! UH!" Her legs. He was hurting her
knees. They were scraping the god-damned floor. She wanted to cry
out but every thrust knocked the breath out of her.  "HUH!" She
widened her legs, obeying the mastery of the cock inside her.
	"That's it!" Comus growled. He let go of her hair.
	She lowered her head and powerfully jammed her fingers through
the floorboards. The wood splintered. She grunted and lifted her
hips off the floor until she was balanced on the balls of her
feet, her pussy behind her, the lips opened by the girth of
Comus' cock. She felt something on her shoulder, soft and silken.
It was hers! Jesus. The tip of it ended in a sharp black spade. 
She could move it! It was long and whipped through the air in
front of her. "Huh!" He drove into her.
	"Ah... my little masterpiece!"
	And then she felt something between her legs. It was rubbing
against his cock. It made her want to scream. It made her want to
open her legs until her thighs seared her. It made her want to
arch her ass. It made her want her pussy penetrated.  It made her
want to piss, to lick the floor, to curl her toes, to rub her
tits against the grit of the wood. It made her want to rut. It
made her want to be fucked. "HUH!" she cried, her voice suddenly
deep and powerful. She twisted, with a terrible strength, gyrated
and his cock slipped out of her.
	She cried out, a shriek, powerful, and leapt out of Comus' grip.
Her tail whipped behind her and only Cumus' own inhuman speed
saved his throat. The razor sharp spade of her tale sliced his
cheek and chest, drawing blood. Succubus struck the wall,
breaking the plaster and lathe. She screamed at him, though it
wasn't pain. She crouched against the wall as though the wall
were the floor. Muscles moved in her back that she had never felt
before. Wings! They were black and velveteen, and her tale! She
wrapped it around her neck and licked the tip. She tried to catch
her breath. Her legs were spread. She could feel the cool air
against her empty pussy and she wanted it filled again. Her hips
swivelled back and forth and she watched Comus' movements like a
cat.
	"Beautiful," murmured Comus, tasting his own blood. "Lovely."
His cock stood stiffly in front of him, easily half the length of
her torso. It was glistening. It would kill a mortal woman. She
wanted all of it inside her again, but not from behind... no,
without knowing why, not like that. But she wasn't done yet. He
wasn't done yet. "You think that I have made you like this?" He
chuckled. "I haven't. This was in you. I only hoped this is what
I would find. A Succubus inside a woman is a very, very rare
find."
	Sadie leapt from the wall to floor with a feline grace that made
Comus groan and his cock twitch. Every movement of her hips, her
breasts and pussy kindled a desire he had only dreamed of.
"Ah..." he murmured. "My lovely little pet. My sensuous cat. You
are more than I expected. You already test me. You tempt me like
no other . You are my equal."
	Legs! My god, thought Sadie, the freedom! I can walk! I can
move! I can feel the air everywhere! Most of all ,she could feel
the air against her moist and swollen sex. She crouched before
Comus. Her tail spiraled around his cock and looped around his
balls quicker than the eye could follow. His laughter was a
growl. She pulled him forward, by his cock and balls, pulling it
downward. She licked the tip, gazing up at him. "Please," she
said.
	"Please what?" he asked.
	"Please..." she smiled wickedly. "Master?"
	"Yes," said Comus quietly, "drink. Drink from Comus' cup. Drink
and be whole. Drink, my love, and you will never be broken
again."
	With inhuman speed she took his cock into her mouth. She ran her
hands, a fine velvet fur between her fingers, up his shanks and
back to his buttocks, opening them. Her touch was soft, gentle.
Her head moved back and forth with the same gentleness, her gaze
never leaving his. Her tongue snaked around his cock as she
sucked. From there the forked tip moved between Comus' balls and
slowly arched behind them, and then like a snake, she pierced
him, driving up into his body, through his anus.
	Comus bellowed and threw his head back. His wings arched and
spread open. His body trembled and his massive cock was jolted by
the first spasm of his orgasm. The second and third burst of his
drink followed inhumanly fast. Sadie never let the massive head
leave her mouth. She swallowed, then swallowed again and again as
his organ convulsed. She emptied him. Comus bellowed again and
powerfully pushed her away.  Her tail sinuously curved out of his
body. He fell to one knee and stooped forward, catching himself
with one hand. His cock hung loosely between his legs.
	"Succubus," he growled, a smile slowly spreading, "never, never,
never has a woman, or a creature like you, made my cock so limp
so quickly."
	"Succubus," she hissed. She stood. Slowly. Sinuously. Her own
bat-like wings spread behind her, her tale gracefully curving and
arching around her as her hips swayed. She opened her mouth for
him, full of his thick white fluid. She let his sticky orgasm
drip from her lips, to her chin and breast before she licked the
stringing drops back into her mouth.
	"Succubus. Only you..." His cock was hardening and
straightening. "Could do this to me."
	Sadie smiled. "Succubus," she said, her voice deep, sensuous,
and powerful. "Succubus. I like that name."
	"You must be hungry my little pussy-cat."
	"You have no idea..." Sadie purred.
	"Go feed, my wild little pussy-cat," Comus strode in front of
her, towering over her. He scratched under her chin and felt
something he had never experienced. He dared not name it. "Do no
harm," he growled. "What I have given, I can take away. Though it
would break..." his voice trailed off.
	"Your heart?" Succubus whispered. "You have one? Men, all the
same, a little fuck and you think we love you for it..." Her tail
wrapped itself around his cock.
	Comus laughed softly. "You don't fool me my pet. Come back."
	"Ask," Succubus wrapped her fingers round his balls, "nicely."
	"Please..."
	"I might," Succubus hissed and crouched. Then, with a blinding
and sinuous leap, she burst through the roof of the fun house,
her tail unwrapping itself with equal speed. Wood splintered and
metal screamed. Her wings unfolded and blocked the moonlight. And
then she was gone like a wisp of dark smoke.
	Freedom! Feeling! She could feel! Her pussy and nipples ached
with feeling. Her skin thrilled at the feeling of the air! She
could breath, deeply. She soared into the night air, far above
the bunched lights of the small city. She could hear -
everything. Every heart beat in every house. There, she could
hear sex. She could hear the woman panting, pleading for her
lover to drive more deeply into her body. There, she could hear
the man's groans as his wife sucked him in a shower. Yes. She
could hear it all. She could hear the turning the pages of
fashion magazine as the boy masturbated.  She could hear the
girl's ragged breaths as she came in her sleep. This was her
element. Yes. Pleasure. It had been denied her for so long. Her
appetite for pleasure felt infinite. Her hunger. But first...
first...
	She gyrated through the black air. There. The house. She
silently slowed and lowered herself onto the back porch of the
frat house. Her long feet, covered in the silky black fur of the
wings, touched the wood toe first, then her heels. She folded her
wings and they melted into the skin of her back. She wrapped her
tail around her leg and it too melted into the smooth muscular
skin. Her hips were muscular, her ass perfectly smooth and
rounded, her breasts were full and firm, her nipples arching
upward, a small patch of shining black hair reflected the
moonlight between her legs. She was smooth, all muscle and
curves. She was naked. She was Succubus. She walked gracefully to
the double doors at the back of the house. She smiled at her own
reflection. "Mmm... sexy Sadie..." she whispered. She opened the
doors silently. Boys never look their doors. They should.
	The livingroom reeked of beer and stale potato chips.
	But there was something else. She stopped. No, it wasn't the
smell of sex on the floor and the furniture. The smell of
countless young women who had been inseminated over the years.
No. She moved gracefully to the kitchen. Yes, there it was. She
hurriedly pulled apart a heart shaped box on the countertop.
Chocolate!
	Succubus groaned. She pierced one of the truffles with a long
fingernail, lifting it slowly, and licked it from her finger. Her
eyes rolled and her back arched. Such pleasure... she pierced
another truffle with a long finger nail.
	"God Damn!"
	Succubus spun around. She had been distracted. A tall man was
standing in the living room. He was black and he was beautiful -
an athlete. His legs were muscular and his chest and shoulders
were broad. He was wearing boxer shorts and no top.
	"God damn, woman! Where did you..."
	"I was looking for a friend," Succubus answered.
	"Well, it's your lucky night, you found him!"
	The chocolate. She could smell the chocolate. "Is this your
chocolate?" she asked.
	"Is this..." The young man smiled. He cupped his cock and balls
through his boxer shoots. "This is my chocolate, honey. You like
chocolate? I'm a hundred percent, bitch."
	"I love chocolate." Succubus groaned. The young man's cock was
growing, hardening. The purple tip of it poked through the
opening of his shorts. It was big. It was long and it was
standing straight out from his groin. She could smell the rich
aroma of it. She could feel the lips between her legs opening.
She could smell the chocolate.
	"Get over here, bitch," the man ran his hand along his cock.
"You want some? Get on your knees and try some."
	"Uh-uh," Succubus shook her head. She crooked a finger with the
truffle still on its nail, and beckoned him toward her.
	He walked to her with a look of disbelief . "The bitch always
comes to me," he said appreciatively, "but I'll make an
exception... this time."
	"I know you will," said Succubus.
	"Get on your knees..."
	"Uh-uh," she breathed and pulled the young man between herself
and the chocolate. She could see it behind him, on the counter
top. She unwrapped her tail. He couldn't see it. He was staring
at her stiff nipples. She wrapped the spaded tip around the leg
of a stool and pulled it behind her. "I love chocolate," she said
and licked her lips.
	"God. Damn. Woman." The veins on the young man's cock were
nearly bursting. "There ain't no bitch ever got me this hard. I
hope you don't got to walk tomorrow. You just get down. Down on
your hands and knees."
	Succubus took the man's cock into her hand. "I don't do
doggy..." she said... "except for very, very..." she yanked his
cock... "special occasions."
	"Well, bitch, then I'll be your special occasion tonight."
	Succubus leaned back on the stool and opened her legs, lifting
her knees. She pulled his cock toward her sex and sighed as it
pushed between her lips open and penetrated her. Pleasure. Again.
This feeling. "Fuck me..." she purred, biting her lower lip.
"Please, sir,  fuck me ."
	The man thrust into her, hard. Succubus groaned and her tail
whipped behind him, the spaded tip spearing another truffle.
"I... love... chocolate..." she gasped as he thrust into her.
"Uh! So deep. It fills me!" she hummed. His cock fully opened her
and pierced her belly. She slipped another truffle into her mouth
with the tip of her tail.
	"Once you had black there ain't no going back, bitch." He was
thrusting hard. Succubus gasped. So good! Black... black
chocolate. There was no going back, and so few left. Marzipan! A
granache! Hazlenut!
	"Sweet bitch..." the man groaned.
	"So sweet..." Succubus moaned, thrusting another truffle into
her mouth with the tip of her tail. Apricot brandy burst from the
moist middle. "Oh fuck yes..." The last one. She licked the
chocolate from the tip of her tale, her chin on the man's
shoulder. He was pushing his fingers into her ass as he fucked
her. Done! With preternatural speed she wrapped her tail round
the man's neck and lifted him into the air. His eyes bulged and
he desperately gripped the tail choking him. His balls drew back,
his cock swelled. "That's it... I love whipped cream with hot
chocolate."
	She wrapped her long fingers round his cock, gripped hard,
turning the head blue.
	The man squealed like a girl before Succubus covered his mouth
with hers. He convulsed, flapping like a fish on a hook. His cock
twitched long and hard but nothing came out. She sucked the cum
through his mouth, swallowing, drinking, feeding, sucking it
through his body. Finally, the convulsions slowed and ceased. She
let him go. The man fell to the floor with a thud, his eyes
rolled back, groaning. His mouth was full of his own cum.
Succubus licked her lips, cum dripping from her chin. "Desert,"
she smiled. "So good."
	The man tried to roll over but couldn't.
	"You'll walk tomorrow..." Succubus smiled and licked her
fingers. "Or maybe the next day... But no harm done...  bitch."
	She moved out of the livingroom and up the stairs. Walking up
the stairs! - she thought. Better than flying!
	Yes, she could hear him breathing. She walked down the hallway
and quietly opened a door. She moved like an inky shadow, across
the room and over the bed. There was a young man and woman asleep
in the bed. They were naked. She touched the young man's face,
gently, lovingly. "Do you remember me, Daniel?" she whispered
without waking him. "You made love to me once. You loved me when
nobody else would look at me."
	Succubus kissed him, gently. He stirred but didn't wake.
	She pulled back the cover and kissed his flaccid cock. It
hardened, the bulbous tip following her lips upward until it
stood straight and hard. He groaned but didn't wake.
	The girl next to him was staring at her wide eyed. She inhaled
sharply, meaning to scream, but in an instant Succubus had lifted
her out of the bed into the middle of the room, midair, her hand
over the girl's mouth. "Shhh..." she smiled archly.
	The girl gasped, her body went taught and arched, her eyes
rolled back. Succubus' tail had penetrated her. It disappeared
inside her ass, opening her anus wider and wider with its width
as it slipped its sinuous length deeply into her body. Succubus
finally let go and the girl fell to her knees, her thighs wide
open, her mouth open, her hands on her belly. She groaned.
	"You're in luck, Leila," Succubus whispered. "I'm bi."  She
leaned down and kissed the girl. "In fact, I love women."
	"Why..." the girl groaned, hardly able to speak. "Why are
you..."
	"Returning an old favor," said Succubus. "A little treat for
him."
	"Uhnn..." the girl groaned and tugged at her nipples, arching
her back. "Don't... please..."
	"Don't worry my little morsel," Succubus murmured. "You are the
treat."
	"Me? I..." the girl stuttered.
	"You," Succubus answered, "You- your breasts, your belly."
	"But we never..."
	"Never?" Succubus smiled. "I know what you want..."
	"Uhhh..." the girl pinched her nipples.
	"Men think they are the ones in control..."
	"Uhhh..."  The girl moved one hand to her pussy. "What are you
doing to me?"
	"Women are so much more interesting," Succubus hummed. "They're
so much deeper." The girl abruptly fell forward onto her hands
and knees, gasping with a final push of Succubus' tail deep
inside her body. "So much deeper."
	"Ahhuunn..." the girl moaned.
	"Go," Succubus whispered. "Take him."
	The girl began to crawl on her hands and knees toward the bed.
"What... are you doing inside me... so... so deep...so good..."
She climbed onto the bed and put her head down, licking around
Daniel's cock and balls. She was panting. His cock brushed her
cheek. It was hot, hotter than she had ever felt it.
	"What have you... have you done to him..." the girl moaned as
she licked.
	"Nothing," Succubus answered. "It is you. He thought it was you.
He still thinks it's you. You must learn to appreciate your own
body. You take yourself for granted my girl." She moved her hands
over the small of the girl's back and over her hips. "You are...
perfect."
	"AHH!" the girl cried out as Succubus' tail moved inside her.
She took Daniel's cock in his mouth and she sucked hard, up and
down. Daniel groaned. His eyes slowly opened. "Leila... uhhh....
what are... you doing? Oh... god it feels good."
	He didn't see Succubus, her dark figure hidden in the darkness
of the room. He didn't see her sinuous tale piercing his girl
friend from behind. He only saw Leila's mouth moving up and down
his cock, desperately, driven by lust. He felt her soft brown
hair brushing his belly, thighs and balls. She was beautiful.
Jesus, she was beautiful; and she was sucking him. She had never
sucked him before.
	She looked up at him. It was the middle of the night! There was
something in her eyes, a lust he had never seen before. She moved
over him, her hips undulating sinuously. She moved her knees to
either side of his hips. Her full breasts hung down. They were
full, the soft brown nipples jutted stiffly from their soft
aureolas. Her breath was shaking. "What do you see?" she
whispered to him.
	"Fuck," he stuttered. "Jesus."
	She lifted a breast and put a nipple in his mouth. "Lick," she
hissed. "Lick. Go ahead. I'll take care of you. That's it. Suck
on it." She moaned. "Suck on it lover.. oh.. What's this?" She
wrapped her hand around his cock. "Do you need help with that?
Did it get all hard and achy in the middle of the night? Do you
need relief? Do you need me to make the swelling go away?"
	"But we..."
	Leila put her finger to his lips, then in his mouth. She sat up
on her knees. "Tell me to stop," she whispered. His hands moved
to her hips. "Look at it," she said, moving her hands over her
breasts, her flat belly, and her hips. "Tell me you can say
`No'."
	"Please..." he begged. "Jesus... please..." he begged again.
	She reached between her legs, held the head of his cock between
her lips, and sat. "Huh!" She cried out - pierced, penetrated -
his cock seated in her belly. "Uh..." she breathed. She could
feel the lips of her pussy stretched around the base. She could
feel the heavy round head seated inside her, behind her belly
button. Oh god yes. She pulled on her nipples and began to
undulate her hips without rising from her seat.
	Daniel groaned. He gripped her hips tightly, closed his eyes and
arched his back,
	"Uhh..." she groaned,. "That's it, sweety. It will be over soon.
I'll make it go away." He was hot inside her. She had never felt
him without a condom. She could feel the heat of his body
radiating inside her. She could feel his skin rubbing hers,
inside where she had never felt another's skin before. It was so
different.
	She inhaled sharply when she felt his cock give a quick, single
spasm inside her. Precum. She felt it leaking out of her, 
foaming where her lips were sealed around him. She had cum in
her! A man had cum in her! Her mouth fell open and she moved
against him, harder, sliding her wet clit against the base of his
cock. "It's ok," she breathed. "Go ahead. You'll feel so much
better. You won't make a mess. It will be deep inside me."
	He gazed her, at her breasts, her lips and eyes. "I can't stop
myself."
	"I know..."
	"You're sucking it out of me..."
	"I know..."
	"I can't stop myself!"
	"I know... it's supposed to happen."
	Daniel gazed up at her. He could feel his cum rising through his
balls. He threw his head back and groaned. His cum streamed out
of him and into the girl.  She was taking his cum from him. It
was hers now, out of his body and inside her.  Again. Again.
Again. His back stiff and arched, his head thrown back, his eyes
closed, he never saw the figure above and behind his girlfriend.
Succubus yanked back the girl's head, arching her neck and back,
placed her mouth on the girl's and sucked. The kiss of the
Succubus. The girl screamed into the demon's mouth, her hips
still grinding against Daniel's. "That's it," Succubus mumbled
into her mouth, "I want it all. Take it out of him." The girl
continued to writhe on Daniel's cock, no more than a helpless
vessel as Succubus sucked his cum through her body. Cum dripped
from her nipples. Cum dripped from her mouth where their lips
met. Cum dribbled down her neck and breasts.  Daniel cried out as
Succubus continued to suck the cum out of him, through the girl.
Finally the girl's own taught belly convulsed with orgasm. So
much sweeter - Succubus thought to herself - so much sweeter to
feed through a girl.
	And then it was over. She had fed. The demon's long tail exited
from the girl's ass. The girl gasped sharply and moaned, her head
still back, her mouth open, her lips smeared with her lover's
semen, her eyes half lidded and blank. Succubus was gone, a quick
dark motion of wings and tail. She gyrated out the opened window
and was gone. The girl slowly looked down at her lover, still
seated on his cock, their joining wet and sticky, her nipples
dripping with his cum. What did she remember? She had woken up in
the middle of the night. They never should have slept naked
together! They should have known. This is what would happen. How
could they help themselves?
	She slowly began to move. Up, and then down, then up again. He
was till hard! It felt so good inside her. She had no idea it
would feel this good. She wanted to feel his spasms inside her
again and again. It was only natural. She was a woman. He was a
man. They were designed for this. They should have known...

	She was still hungry. She still felt empty. She flew back to the
fun house. There it was. Just this once, then she would be free!
She wanted to feel him again, that `almost something' that made
her want cry out, to arch and convulse, to open her body to him.
She folded her wings and free-fell through the air until the last
moment. She landed outside the entry door, next to her toppled
over wheel char. Comus' strange house had healed itself. The
images moved on its exterior. Sadie could see the images clearly.
She knew. She understood. The tall figures on either side of the
door seemed to move, to gesture to the door, welcoming her back.
She slid inside. Nothing was the same.
	The floor was a black and glistening marble. There was a broad
bed against a smooth metallic wall with teak inlays. The
furniture was simple and sparse. There was a single bowl on the
floor. A figure appeared in the doorway leading into the room. It
was huge. It was Comus.. Succubus smiled.
	"You cleaned," she said.
	"I have a girlfriend," he answered.
	"Who?" she asked.
	Comus smiled slyly. "You approve?"
	She moved sinuously toward him. "Did you leave the toilet seat
up or down?"
	Comus hesitated. "Down."
	"That is the sexiest word in the English language."
	"And I made the bed..."
	"You're turning me on, Comus."
	"Good," Comus growled, "we have unfinished business."
	"Yes," she answered softly. "Yes we do."
	"What do you say?"
	"Please..."
	His massive cock jutted  fully upward as he watched her."Please
what?" he asked.
	"Please," she fell to her hands and knees and undulated toward
him, her tail making graceful S's as her hips swayed. "I need to
feel it..."
	"What?" he asked again, chuckling softly.
	"Your cock," she answered and she licked his toe. "Please...I
almost came... I need to feel an orgasm... please..."
	"Please what?"
	She moved up his calf and inside his thighs, nibbling, licking.
	"Please what?" he asked again.
	 She moved her hands to his hips and licked his balls and the
underside of his cock. "Please," she whispered "Put it in me."
	"My little cat," he rumbled softly. "How do you ask?"
	"Please," she opened her lips around the end of his cock and
gazed up at him, "Master."
	He walked to her side. His cock slipped away from her kiss. "And
how am I to know when my little kitty needs to be mounted?"
	Sadie remained on her knees, licking her lips. "I don't do
doggy."
	Comus smiled at her. "Even pussy cats do doggy."
	Sadie's breath grew shallow. "Only for very, very, special
occasions."
	"You, my little kitty," Comus brushed his nails through her
silken black hair, "are a very, very special occasion. "			
	Succubus stood. She reached one hand around his neck, the other
on his ass, and rubbed her pussy against his hip.
	"And in honor of the occasion I have a treat for you." Comus
turned her gaze to the floor and the bowl. "Chocolate."
	Chocolate! Why hadn't she noticed? She turned away from Comus,
falling to her hands and knees, moving with cat-like grace toward
the bowl. Comus watched her pussy as it arched upward behind her,
exposed, drawn out and upward from between her legs. "That's it,
my little kitty," he rumbled to himself. "Just like that."
	"Gianduja Truffles, my dear," Comus said as he walked behind
her, holding his massive cock, readying it. "Mocha, Pecan
Caramels, Espresso Caramels., Belgian and Swiss." Succubus
lowered her head over the bowl, her shoulder blades stretched the
smooth skin of her back. Her wings folded gently. Her smooth and
curving spine was highlighted in light and shadow. She ran her
long black glistening tongue around the rim of the bowl, savoring
the hint of chocolate.
	"No, no, no. Not yet, my pet," Comus pulled her head up and
back. Succubus groaned. Comus reached over her and picked a
truffle out of the bowl. He held it in front of her, inches from
her mouth. "I was human once," he whispered in her hear, "or
rather, half human. I spent many years in the study of sorcery,
decades, centuries. I have always wanted a Succubus. I have
searched for my own  succubus for centuries. I could almost say
that this elaborate fun house was created just to find you."
	Succubus licked the truffle with her tongue, leaned forward,
pursed her lips and sucked on it.
	Comus slowly pushed the round through her lips and into her
mouth. She reached for another, holding it inches from her mouth.
As he did so, she slowly began to arch her back and open her legs
wider. "A Succubus is a very rare creature. There are rules
regarding a Succubus that you, my kitten, understand
instinctively, without knowing them. A Succubus is a dangerous
thing. She is capricious. She is willful. She is sensuous. She is
deadly. Once a sorcerer has awakened a Succubus, his life hangs
in the balance."
	He held the next truffle held it in front of her, higher and
higher.  She tried to follow, tilting back her head, trying to
lick it arching her back, raising her pussy upward behind her. He
lowered the truffle, placed it against her lips, and pushed. She
inhaled sharply. The round ball of the truffle parted her lips
and the ball of Comus' cock parted her pussy, her mouth and belly
penetrated at the same time.
	"She must be mated," he rumbled softly. "As soon as possible..."
	She groaned as his cock sank into her belly and the truffle's
creamy yolk burst in her mouth. Comus groaned behind her. "All
the sorcerer has to do is mount her from the rear. A Succubus
understands this, instinctively, and will not let him. So the
Sorcerer must be practiced and wise." He pushed again and she
arched, opening her legs, surrendering the depth of her belly.
"Doing so is a dangerous business. It is best to be subtle. It is
best to appeal to her sensuality. She is a slave to pleasure. It
is best to put a bowl of chocolate in the middle of your floor so
that she descends to her hands and knees. She does so of her own
volition, exposing her pussy." Comus pulled back and drove
forward again. "It is best to kneel behind her, slowly, calmly."
Succubus exhaled as his cock sank back into her belly. Her nails
scraped the floor. "And to gently pierce her..."
	Yes. Comus' cock. To feel him again! Pushing! Opening her!
Forcing her legs apart! Possessing her insides again. She
groaned. Some part of her wanted to leap out from under him. She
would pierce his heart with her tail. She would consume it. She
would pierce his ball sack with her nails and pluck his balls out
like tender truffles. They would burst in her mouth. But she
could not move from the stiff cock that had mounted her from
behind, as if a spell had been cast on her. She panted. She kept
her knees wide. She kept her hands on the floor, her body unable
to move from the cock that impaled her pussy.
	"As long as she is mounted in this position, she will be under
his control. She can be safely mated. I slipped out of you the
first time," Comus licked her neck. "This time I won't." Her
wings slowly opened and her tail gently wrapped around his body
and ass, pulling him into her. She felt it again, that something
between her legs. His cock was rubbing the little place at the V
of her pussy. Once again it made her want to scream. It made her
want to open her legs until her thighs burned. It made her want
to arch her ass. It made her want her pussy penetrated.  It made
her want to piss, to lick the floor, to curl her toes, to rub her
tits against the cool marble floor. It made her want to rut. It
made her want to mate. "HUH!"
	"The male must not cease piercing the Succubus," Comus groaned,
"until he has forced her belly to surrender. It is only in this
position, when she is mounted from behind, that a Succubus can be
brought to orgasm. Once the male has demonstrated his ability to
do so, she will be mated and loyal to him. She will always seek
her pleasure from him. But the Sorcerer must beware, if she
forces his surrender first, she will turn on him and cause his
destruction."
	Comus thrust himself forward and Succubus cried out. This is
what she had been denied her whole life. She had brought others
to orgasm and now her belly was aching with the promise, each
penetrating thrust bringing her closer. This is how a cock felt.
Now she understood. She licked the floor. She cried out with
every thrust. She spread her legs, arched her back and rubbed her
taught belly and breasts against the floor. Comus followed her
every movement as he fucked her from behind.
	The demon that she had become made her shriek and howl. She dug
her toenails and fingernails into the marble but she still could
not draw herself off the cock. She remained on her hands and
knees, unable to stop the slow possession of her will by the cock
that moved inside her.  Her strength ebbed as the pleasure
increased. Her wings slowly lowered and stiffened, her rigid back
began to arch and grow taught. She helplessly squeezed his cock
with her pussy. There was that part in her that didn't want to be
mated, that wanted to be free. And yet, in squeezing him, moving
against him, she only hastened her own pleasure. Her belly
tightened. She was panting. She gazed at the door. Freedom. She
wanted to crouch, to leap toward it, but Comus's cock had
possessed her ass and pussy. She widened her thighs. Comus pushed
her shoulders down until her chin was pressed against the floor,
her ass narrowly in the air, her pussy stretched open by his cock
and deeply penetrated. "You will be mine," he growled.
	He grasped her arms and pulled back until he had lifted her
torso off the floor. He pushed again. Succubus' eyes rolled back.
She felt something pushing in her throat. Comus pushed again and
she began to shake. Her jaws were slowly forced open by the
bulbous tip of his cock pushing upward through her throat. She
struggled weakly. The wide tip of his cock was in her mouth,
pushing open her lips from this inside. She ceased struggling,
her lips stretched, the giant head of his cock half pushed
through them. Her eyes slowly rolled upward. Comus twisted her
nipples and then the first spasm shook her. She convulsed around
his cock, unable to move, her entire body gripping the pole that
spitted her - releasing, gripping, releasing. Orgasm! Oh, Jesus,
this is what it feels like. Precum dribbled down her chin,
dripping from the eye of Comus' cock. It dribbled down her
cleavage and spattered the floor. She continued to convulse.
	"That's it," Comus purred. "Keep cumming my dear little kitten."
	And she did. She could not remember how long it was before the
spasms faded. She felt Comus' cock finally withdraw. The tip
slipped back into her mouth, back down her throat, through her
core, and finally out of her pussy. He stood and she remained on
her knees, her cheek resting on the floor, her ass in the air.
Comus stared down at her. Slowly, she stirred and turned. She
licked his feet and nibbled at his ankles.
	"Ah, tamed," he said and walked to his bed. "I'm ready to cum my
pet," he announced and lay down on the bed.
	She crawled toward the bed, mated, and his. She spread her
thighs and pushed her pussy up and back, lifting her tail in a
languorous S over her back. "Yes, lovely," he murmured
approvingly, "And how am I to know when my little kitty needs to
mounted?"
	Succubus arched her back and lifted her tail, her sex presenting
behind her.
	`Yes,' she thought to herself, `he will be the one...'
	She crawled onto the bed, she put one knee over his hips, then
lowered herself. "Uhh..." His cock penetrated her again.
	"Yes," Comus groaned. "Exquisite."
	She moved up and down, faster. The cock. So deep in her! Comus'
cock. Yes, only Comus' cock.
	"Ah yes," Comus groaned. "Take my cum into your belly little
one."
	With preternatural her tail whipped around his cock, tight, like
a noose. She smiled archly and continued to move up and down,
undulating her belly and grinding her hips against him. When he
reached for her, the remaining length of her tail slipped its
spaded tip against his throat, drawing blood.
	Comus groaned.
	Succubus smiled archly. "What do you say?"
	"This tail of yours" Comus breathed, "is going to cause me
problems."
	Succubus pivoted on his cock.
	"Mmmmm..." Comus grinned. "Please..."
	"Please what?" she asked again, gently drawing the spade of her
tale across his throat. She licked his chest as she ground
against him.
	"Please..." Comus groaned. "Mistress."
	Sadie released his cock and his seed burst inside her, again and
again. The warmth of it filled her and she sunk down on it,
grinding, gyrating, wanting to take as much into her belly as she
could. Only Comus' cum. "Only your cum," she purred. "in my
pussy. No other's. Never."
	"Yes," Comus smiled. "You are mine."
	"No, no, no," Succubus stretched out next to him, "you... are
mine."
	She turned and lifted her tail, arched her back and presented
her pussy.
	"Ah yes," Comus smiled. "You wish to be mounted again my pussy
cat?"
	 "Please," she purred, "do it again, Master."
	Comus knelt behind her. His own Succubus, tamed and in heat,
finally. He plunged his cock into her.

	Cynthia didn't know what came over her. She had been taken a
shower. Her boyfriend had been waiting for her in the kitchen and
now she was on his lap, facing him, in the kitchen and naked. Her
hair and skin were still wet from the shower. Her pussy was wet
and her boyfriend's cock was in it.
	She had felt sexy. She had felt grown up the way she had walked
into the kitchen, the way her boyfriend had stared at her tits
and pussy, the way she made his cock ache and grow. She had
glanced at him, walked to the counter and leaned forward, her
belly against the edge. She knew he was staring at her ass. She
felt control. Even when he walked up behind her and grabbed hair,
she was in control.
	"HUH!" she cried as he thrust up hard and held himself, pouring
his cum into her.
	Then she remembered. Yes, the beautiful creature. The tail. O
God, the tail inside her. Its mouth was on hers, she was sucking
the cum through her slender body. She could feel the cum sucked
out of her boyfriend's cock. He was groaning and convulsing under
her, helpless. She was helpless. The creature was sucking the cum
out of him, into her belly, then impossibly through her. She
could feel the warmth of his cum traveling upward through her
body until it flowed into her mouth and into the mouth of the
creature. The beautiful creature was using her. She had used her
to drink her boyfriend's cum. She screamed into the creature's
mouth as her own orgasm wracked her small body.
	Then it was over.
	She tried to remember. What had happened? It felt so good. God,
he felt so good inside her.

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