Summoning and taming a Succubus (Reprise)

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In the forest there was a solitary tower rising up above the treetops. Villagers and travelers knew to tread carefully when the tower was in sight for it was the home of the Dread sorceror of the woods, a man few knew, but everyone had heard of by his reputation-usually exagerated to scare the village children from going to far into the woods. None dared enter the tower.

Severic Kilannan did not care, he had lived in the tower in the woods for centuries and had all that he required brought to him by magic for he was a wizard of immense power and knowledge.

As a youth he had lived and studied in Haeresthel, the city of white mages, but he had been a proponent of a controversial philosophy, called the balance. That between the vying powers of good and evil there needed a mediating force to balance and prevent the inevitable catastrophe when the two fought for dominance The arguing between him and those of his more traditional minded fellow mages accelerated to brawling one night, and Severic's banishment and sealing his magical powers from him.

He didn't mind for the sealing was a blessing in disguise for him. It forced him to find the source of magic to reconnect with it and become more powerful than any of those fools in Haeresthel.

He had traveled the world over gathering up what magical arts he could using his lonely tower as a place to study and learn the workings of those arts.

He had not left his tower in years now, but he could feel the forces of good and evil rising in the world heading to an earth-rending cataclysm, he would need to gather allies to preserve the balance.

He stood in a room at the crest of his tower. Before him was a magical glyph-circle in pure white sorceror's sand. The circle nearly took up the whole floor of his room, and in the center was a pentagram to summon his intended creature. Outside that was a circle of glyphs to shield the creature when being summoned from being expelled back to hell by the laws of reality in the mortal plane. Outside that was a circle to give the creature shape and substance here in the material world. Outside that was a circle to give the creature senses of touch, hearing, sight, smell, and taste here-those were simple 12th year apprentices in Haeresthel could recreate them. Lastly there were two circles vastly more complicated and demanding to contain and restrain the creature within it.

He checked the book on summoning demons he had gotten many years before in his hands one last time checking each and every glyph carefully there could be no mistakes in any one of them or it would result in utter disaster. He closed the book and placed it on a small bench. Taking up a red candle he carefully placed it onto the exact center of the pentegram and lit it.

Then Severic stepped inside the circle of command-connected to but apart from the summoning circle, and he began to activate the glyphs speaking words, for all words had power, but these more than others. After the glyphs were activated he began the summoning outright. Speaking more words of even greater power.

The light in his room atop the tower began to fade to black even though through the windows it was still noon. The candle began to melt and a thick heavy red vapor began to coalesce above the pentegram. the pure white sorceror's sand tuned obsidian black and burned with a terrible blue fire alighting the entire circle of glyphs. The red cloud of smoke began to take a vaguely human shape. The sand had melted into a mirror smooth lines of glass.

He continued speaking the words as the humanoid shape of smoke took on more solidity then more defined features like hands legs and head.

As he neared the end of the spell the form took on wings, horns, tail. Solid flesh and bone and hair too.

Then he spoke the last part of the spell the creature's true name making it obey the summons no matter what, "Xggrandzzzzt, handmaiden and concubine of the dark lord of Hell, Come forth."

There the shape was complete before him in the center of the pentagram stood a succubus, a demon of lust and deception.

Xorah

It had been ages since Xorah had felt the strange and seductive caress of the Realm of Flesh. Warlocks had grown rare in the world, it seemed, or else those foolish or arrogant enough to attempt to summon her had simply become cowardly. It was an unfortunate turn of events, for in the deepest pits of hell, with only damned souls to torment and take her pleasure from, the spirit of lust had grown bored.

But now, someone was calling her! Someone from the realm of flesh! She felt her essence spiraling upward, sifting through the layers of Hell and rising like a plume of fire. Images of what she would do to the foolish summoner when she fully manifested licked through her mind with delicious speed. She decided she would not kill him or her... not at first, at least. She would keep her summoner alive for a time to prolong the pain and lust.

But then, as her spirit began to sift through the realm of flesh, as she felt the magic craft for her a body to work her magic and her sinful deeds, something she hadn't expected happened.

The summoner used her true name.

Xorah's master in darkest, deepest Hell knew her true name, but she had thought he had kept it to herself, using the shorter, more flowing "Xorah" instead and holding the threat of it always over her head. Could he have given this name to a mortal? Or had this mortal found it out some other way?

No matter now... she felt gravity taking hold of her, felt the heat of the room on her naked flesh, the coldness of the stone floor below her. As the smoke cleared, she shrieked in anger, frustration, and pain. This one who had called her was no minor magician. She was trapped, and he knew her true name. This was not going to go as she had hoped.

Finally, as the smoke cleared, she slowly rose. The magic of summoning a succubus to the realm of flesh used the innermost desires, kinks, and depravities of the summoner to shape and guide the creation of the succubus's fleshly body. Despite her anguish at having been summoned, Xorah was curious... what kind of body had this one crafted for her. She slid her hands up her sides, testing them, looking herself over, exploring herself for the first time...

Severic watched as the creature manifested finally within the circle.

He was not surprised by her frightening visage for it was the incarnation of the artist's depiction of her on the first page of the book whose spells he had used to summon her and that had told him her true name that only her master should know.

She raised her hands to stare at them, they had hellfire red skin covering them with long dainty fingers ending with hawk-like talons rather than finger nails Then she looked down to see her body: breasts that were not huge but more than a handful with deep red nipples that stood out like stillettos from their promintories, a flat stomach tapering to hips that flared out to long legs with bare pubic mound between them.

She turned trying to see her backside with generous ass, long thin pointed tail and large bat-like mings sprouting from her shoulder blades.

She placed her hands over her heart-shaped face the pointed elf-like ears and small obsidian black horns then the platinum hair flowing from her head down her back to tickle the very base of her tail.

After she finished exploring her new form she focused her molten-gold eyes upon him.

Severic smiled, "Welcome to the land of the living, Xorah."

Xorah

Xorah's eyes narrowed as she looked at him. A confused tangle of emotions flooded her mind; excitement that she was in the realm of flesh, anger that she was trapped, fear that this man knew her true name, lust at the sight of him, and pride in her appearance. She flexed her wings, testing them, then coiled and slithered her long tail, delighting at its prehensile qualities.

"You must be very brave or very foolish, human, to summon one as powerful as I. Your circles and magic are impressive, but even your knowledge of my true name won't save you in the end. Eventually, your guard and control will slip, and you will pay for this insult... dead, your knowledge of my true name won't help you in the least." She paced in a circle, making a token exploration of her tiny prison, not expecting to find any flaws in the circle and not finding any. Finally, she turned back to Severic.

"What is it you want with me, human?"

He saw in her eyes constantly shifting emotions as she looked at him and tested her wings and tail within the confines Severic's summoning circle allowed her.

"You must be very brave or very foolish, human, to summon one as powerful as I. Your circles and magic are impressive, but even your knowledge of my true name won't save you in the end. Eventually, your guard and control will slip, and you will pay for this insult... dead, your knowledge of my true name won't help you in the least."

He smiled at her bravado. "So begins the struggle for dominance," He thought to himself. He did not doubt that many a foolish warlock had summoned her and she had gained dominance of the situation and unleashed her unholy wrath upon them. In all those cases the mage in question had let haste and over-eagerness for carnal relations with her be their undoing. But unlike those other mages Severic had done his homework and was wholly prepared to take his time until she accepted him as her uncontested master.

"What is it you want with me, human?" She demaded of him.

He smiled at her, "I desire your services in maintaining the delicate balance of this world, Xorah."

Xorah

"You desire my services, do you?" she said, a sultry smile creeping into her lips. "Is that why you gave me these tits? This deep, wet pussy? All of these clitori in my throat and ass? Doesn't leave much to the imagination, now, does it?" she said, knowing that her words would do precisely the opposite, that they would fire his imagination with thoughts of lust and desire, and thus make him hasty and careless.

"So I'll tell you what, mortal. Come on down here and I'll let you blow your load in any one of my holes you want. Do that, and we can call it even; bust a nut in me and let me go. Sound good to you?" She put on as innocent a look as she could.

"You desire my services, do you?" She smiled sultrily at him, but he was not tempted to fall for the lure for pleasure and damnation with her.

"No once we are finished here you will desire to serve me."

"Is that why you gave me these tits? This deep, wet pussy? All of these clitori in my throat and ass? Doesn't leave much to the imagination, now, does it? So I'll tell you what, mortal. Come on down here and I'll let you blow your load in any one of my holes you want. Do that, and we can call it even; bust a nut in me and let me go. Sound good to you?"

"You are mistaken," He smiled ominously towards her, "I gave you those extra clitori to fully exploit your weakness and gain your enslavement to me, Xorah."

He reached into the pockets of his robes and pulled out two wooden apparatus scrolled and carved with runes and glyphs. He held them out and they swiveled on the center to resemble the wooden devices used by puppeteers to control marionettes by court jesters the world over.

"Suleo Serveris Sul Suledon," He said and he began to manipulate the devices as if they had strings attached and he was directing a puppetshow for her. Severic knew she would think the display comedic until the sound of footsteps from the stairs to his workshop came.

Up the stairs came a man, but it was not a man, but a Humoncullus-an artificial man made from a statue he had turned into the facsimile of human flesh. Since it was a statue he had stolen from the temple of the goddess of love it was tall broad shouldered and handsome of face and feature as well as significantly well endowed. Over his skin were tattooed glyphs of spells that animated him.

"This man is my gift to you, Xorah." Severic told her as the humonculus effortlessly crossed the barrier rings on the floor that contained her. "He is nothing but a phallus given arms and legs."

The humonculus grabbed her then. His left arm curled up behind her holding her by the back of the neck. His other hand took hold of her right asscheek and squeezed until she was broght up close to it. The humonculus then lifted her up and drove his large, thick, penis inside the lips of her pussy. It's hips began to saw back and forth forcefully sliding that dick in and out of her.

A Succubus was nothing more than a sponge for sexual energy only this humonculus had no sexual energy to siphon away, and it had no sperm, it was nothing more than an animated puppet. It would not stop unless Severic commanded him. Also the spells that animated him were of white magic-the antithesis of the dark powers that comosed her new body. So, the hands upon her would burn her flesh like a red hot branding iron. Every caress would be like the kiss of a lash to her. Even now the humonculus' great cock stroked in and out aggrivating and stimulating the inner folds of her G-spot laden pussy.

"You can ride him as long as you like Xorah. Enjoy him," Severic told her as he sat within his cirle of command to await her acceptance of his mastery.

Xorah

As the homunculus approached, Xorah licked her lips. It was only when the animated statue lifted her into its relentless arms and drove its hard but unfeeling cock up into her that she realized how frustratingly wrong the thing was. Her flesh burnt and cried out in pain as it touched her, even as its cock began to work at her body and arouse her. Yet she could not feel any sexual energy inside of it, and like sucking at a straw when a delicious drink was all gone, the whole experience was hollow and not a little bit painful.

She began to struggle, but as she did she realized that while her fleshly body wasn't weak, it certainly wasn't strong enough to escape from the homunculous. Several minutes passed, and finally she cried out in frustration and anger.

"FINE! I shall submit to your desire, mortal. Just take this empty vessel away from me and set me to the service you require, so that I may be on my way..."

She was hoping he'd only have one service for her, but it was sounding like that might not be the case...

"FINE! I shall submit to your desire, mortal. Just take this empty vessel away from me and set me to the service you require, so that I may be on my way..."

Severic laughed, "So soon, Xorah. don't you like my little present for you?"

He pulled out a sheet of paper from a pocket of his robes. He unrolled it before handing it to the humonculus who held it out to her. "This is a contract detailing the terms of your service to me. First you will not be allowed to harm or to cause harm to come to me. Second all your powers will be sealed from you save by my permission alone. Third a full two thirds of the sexual energy you collect will be funneled to augment my own power. The remaining third will remain to you for the sole purpose of keeping yourself whole and healthy."

The Humonculus turned the the sheet of paper over, "You will recognize the spells embedded within the paper, Xorah. They will bind you irreversibly to these terms. All that is required is your voluntary mark of consent upon it."

Xorah

Her black heart sank as she did indeed recognize the marks of power on the scroll. No matter. He was human. She was not. She would last longer than him, and eventually he would make an error that would allow her to escape, or at the very least turn the tables on him.

"Fine," she said, snatching the paper away from him. It was difficult for her to sign the form in her way while the humonculous fucked her, but she managed nonetheless by dipping a finger into her pussy alongside the statue's cock, then swiping a swath of her nectar across the bottom of the contract. The contract smoked and sizzled as her mark appeared, a slender, curving rune somewhat serpentine in shape. And as the mark appeared, she felt herself bond as well. She sighed in resignation at the feeling, then turned to Severic.

"There. It is done. Now take this thing away from me!" She swallowed hard before adding, "Master!"

Severic Kilannan

"Fine," She said before dipping a finger into the moisture welling out along her cuntlips. She then signed the contract binding her to his service.

The humonculus handed the contract back to him. First inspected the mark carefully looking for any trickery from her, but found it to be genuine. So, he carefully rolled it back up and slid it back into the pocket of his robe. "Excellent, Xorah, thank you."

"There. It is done. Now take this thing away from me! Master!"

"First a reward for your compliance." He reached into yet another pocket and pulled out a small glass orb containing a luminous milky white substance. He handed it to the Humonculus who promptly placed the sphere within its mouth and swallowed it down. "Earlier in preparation for summoning you here I masturbated using spells of black magic that work in a similar function to your own powers. I used those spells to capture and store the sexual energy of that sesion of masturbation within the orb."

Xorah

Xorah smiled, then gasped as she felt the sphere of come infuse the humonculus. The sensation of it's cold, sterile body immediately changed, becoming soft, warm, and enticing. The grip it held her in was suddenly no longer excruciatingly painful, but excruciatingly erotic. She sighed as she drove her hips down against his not-inconsiderable cock, feeling the heat of the now fleshy shaft pushing up into her belly. She could smell the sphere of come deep inside him as it worked its way through his body toward his balls, and she squeezed and thrust against him to speed it on its way. Soon, her grinding and thrusting had exceeded the automaton's, and the thing had dropped to its knees. A few moments later and it had fallen back onto its back; now Xorah rode atop its body, straddling it, clutching at its torso as her back arched and her red wings stretched and flared, her tail curling behind her in an "S" shape as she drove down on his cock one last time. The creature's orgasm was swift; only one powerful expulsion as the come squirted up into her. She drunk it greedily with her pussy, pulling it from the creature with a violent force that also pulled loose the animating spark. Suddenly, the humonculus shuddered and then lay still, now nothing more than an inert mass as Xorah slowly, languidly rose back to her feet.

"Quite delicious," she purred, already feeling better. "Are you sure you don't want to share a little bit more?"

Slowly she rose up from the humonculus now a statue again-albeit in a new pose. She smiled at him saying, "Quite delicious, are you sure you don't want to share a little bit more?"

He laughed at that, "All in due time, Xorah." Then he passed his hand through the air over the barrier restraining her commanding, "Deaissoluero." The black glass of the circle cracked and shattered on the floor continuing until it was nothing but fine black dust between them.

"Follow me," He told her as he began to walk to the stairs down to his workshop. A circular room filled with bookshelves, dusty old tomes and scrolls, and all manner of arcane objects. He crossed the room barely glancing behind to see if she had obeyed him and had indeed followed after him.

"We shall spend some time here tomorrow for your training," As he began to walk down the next set of stairs to his bedroom, "but first you will require sustenance and I require sampling of my new slave. The book spoke of how being around you would affect the libido, and it did not lie. I find I desire little more than taking pleasure from your body right now."

He opened a hole in the wall with the touch of his hand and carefully placed their contract within before seamlessly closing it.

Then he stepped before his wardrobe and began removing his clothing hanging his robe inside. As he closed the doors of the wardrobe he told her, "Take your place upon the bed, please Xorah."

Xorah

Xorah purred in delight at the command. If this is what he'd called her for, sex whenever he desired it, she would be able to whether the tasks with ease and wait for him to slip up, to give her a chance to strike back. She turned and clambered up onto the large, soft bed, flopping over onto her back. Her wings spread out under her and above her head like a partial canopy, her arms flung out to idly stroke the ridges of those batlike limbs while she let her legs fall open to display her wet, glistening sex.

She watched, hungrily, as he continued disrobing, wondering how well-endowed this wizard might be.

Severic Kilannen

Severic turned pleased to see that Xorah had obeyed him and taken her place on the bed. She lay there legs splayed awaiting him eagerly and watching him hungrily. Her eyes taking each and every muscle from head to toe appraisingly. Then they centered upon his cock firm and erect for her.

He climbed atop the bed kneeling above her. "first, I think I shall examine my new slave."

He moved his hand to brush his fingers over her face down the bridge of her nose lingering a bit at the tip to afford her the opportunity to get aqcuainted with her new master's scent before moving lower to trace his fingertips along her lips. He then slipped a finger inside her mouth for her to suck upon it.

"Open up," He ordered and when she did he gazed inside her mouth and saw the clitoris in the very back of her throat swollen and erect begging for attention.

Severic smiled at that, "I'll give that the attention it deserves later."

He then trailed the fingers coated with her saliva down her chin and neck and chest searching for hidden erogenous zones. Once he reached her breasts he circled her right nipple. He pressed it down into her brest before letting up and flicking his wet finger across it. Finally he took it in between his thumb and finger pinching and twisting it cruelly to gauge if she found pain pleasurable.

Then he continued the exploration of her body seeking out more erogenous zones down from her chest across her stomach yo her bare pubic mound. His fingers began to circle her clitoris standing proud from her slit before running along her lips. He then entered her with two of his fingers seeking out and locating each of her multiple G-spots. His other hand squeezed and kneaded her other breast as he flexed his fingers in a come-hither motion against each G-spot he found within her convulsing love tunnel.

After several moments of that he ordered, "Turn over now, Xorah. Keep your ass up."

When she complied he traced his hands along her wings then wove his fingers through her long platinum hair over the line of her spine to her sinuous tail. He wrapped his hand around its base then pumped it like he was stroking his own cock. Then with his other hand he slipped his finger inside the pucker of her ass noting with interest how she instinctively relaxed to allow him better access. He found the clitoris within her hole at the depth to encourage deeper pentration of her ass but not too deep so even someone with a meager-sized cock would not stimulate her when riding her ass.

"You are a treasure I shall enjoy taking very much, Xorah."

Xorah

Xorah, of course, was enjoying every moment of the examination. She shuddered and cooed, writhed and murmurmed as his fingers found each of her secrets, and as he hit every one exactly, she couldn't help but be impressed. He seemed to know his way around her body as if he had been her master for ages, and as he pumped at her tail and fingered her ass, she felt almost disappointed he'd completed his tour of her body... he had not lingered long enough on any one zone to bring her to orgasm, but now her whole body shook and shivered with arousal.

"And now I'm a treasure, hmm?" she asked, pleased with the word. Much more than she would have been with the word slave. her wings stretched as she glanced back over her shoulder so she could watch him work her tail. She flicked the length playfully, as if inviting him to explore it from base to tip.

Severic Killannan

"And now I'm a treasure, hmm?"

"Indeed, a dangerously delectable one at that," Severic said as he moved behind her, "A treasure I intend to fully enjoy."

He wrapped his right hand around her tail. Then as his left hand held the base of her tail his right began to pump up and down from base to tip twisting as he did so like he was masturbating his own penis. He then moved closer bringing the head of his throbbing penis to the lips of her pussy.

He watched for her reaction as he told her, "You'll find I'm not a difficult master, Xorah. As long as you are my slave I would prefer you to show initiative of your own rather than merely following whatever I command of you."

Xorah

She heard what he was saying, but as if through water. She felt almost like she was floating in it, the feeling of him gripping her tail at the base and running his other fist up its length to the super-sensitive tip causing her whole body to flush and shudder. Then, as she felt the head of his cock rubbing against her pussy, she realized what he meant by "showing initiative," or she thought she did. She thrust back against him, suddenly, impaling herself upon his cock and causing it to sink several inches into her body. She squeezed him, holding him tight as if trying to prevent him from withdrawing, and her tail writhed and wiggled excitedly at the sudden intrusion below.

As his fist rubbed up and down from the base of her tail to its tip he noticed she flushed and shuddered in pleasure from his stimulations. "Enjoy it, Xorah, but remember you are free to take the initiative whenever you desire."

He groaned as she eagerly shifted her hips back the lips of her cunt opening to swallow a good third of his cock and the wet, hot muscles inside clamping down around him as if she'd never let it go.

"Good," He praised her before moving one hand to latch onto her hip to steady her as his remaining hand stroked her tail up down. He pushed his hips forward grunting at the exquisite sensation as the rest of his cock pushed forward burrowing deeper into her squeezing pussy.

Xorah

Xorah sighed as he slid even deeper into her body. She clenched her fists and stretched her wings, tossing her head back and forth so her long hair flowed like quicksilver over the muscles of her back and shoulders. Her tail writhed, then coiled and wrapped around his forearm the next time his hand slid back down to its base, gripping him like a constrictor snake. And all the while, she ground and pushed back against his thrusts, as if trying to clamber back onto him to take him completely down to the root.

Her claws dug into his bedding causing deep rents as she rocked back in forth, but Severic could care less of such damage. He was enjoying it too much. He groaned and grunted as his pace picked up.

Her tail coiled around his arm squeezing even as her hips climbed back up the cock buried in her clutching cunt to slam against and grind against his.

Her head swayed with her movements purposely causing her hair to flow like liquid over the straining muscles in her back.

Severic grabbed her silken silvery mane within his fist and used his hand on her tail to anchor against his pelvis as he pulled her head back so her back arched to show her supreme flexibility so she was bent backward and they were nearly looking eye to eye.

"The contract ensures your services to me as a slave Xorah," He whispered to her, "But I would rather have you as a willing partner in my mission to maintain the balance between good and evil. I swear to you what I have in mind is what you'd be doing here in the mortal realms anyway. You will corrupt and destroy innocent and sinful alike I will just choose the ones who will be your victims."

Severic then circled his lips as he slammed his hips hard into hers making his cock press against all her G-spots, "Answer me this though Xorah," Severic told her as his cork-screwing motion of his hips and cock intensified faster and faster, harder and harder, "Do you desire my seed within you or upon you."

Xorah

She shuddered as he continued slamming his cock into her, but as he did, she thought about what he was saying. Serve him willingly... and have the opportunity to corrupt and destroy mortals? The only catch... that he would choose her victims? She thought, perhaps, she could learn to enjoy that.

"I... will serve you... and to seal... our union... come inside me... Master..." she said between his powerful thrusts.

Severic Killannen

"I... will serve you... and to seal... our union... come inside me... Master..."

Severic smiled at her words before releasing her hair and slipping his hand under her wing and arm to grab hold of one of her breasts. He rolled her nipple squeezing it between his thumb and forefinger. "You will come when I do. Ubderstand? I want to feel your cunt welcoming my seed." His hips continued his assault on her pussy. His breathing becoming harsher as he came closer and closer to climax.

Then the world stopped a moment. The muscles in his back convulsed and sperm shot out of his cock as it burrowed deeper into her fervent pussy.

"Come with me now, Xorah," he commanded.

Xorah

She did.

As she felt his heat exploding inside her pussy, she pushed back against him, clutching at his cock, milking it with her cunt as she came as well. Her back arched, her wings spread and shook, and she cried out in bliss as her entire body spasmed. Her pussy juiced, staining his bed with a pool of wet, warm demoness come as well, and her tail clutched and squeezed at his arm as if trying to constrict it off. Her eyes rolled back in her head and drool ran from between her slack lips as she continued to pulse around his meat, each wave of her orgasm slightly less than the one before until finally, it was over and she collapsed, wetly and with a sigh, against the bed, her hips still raised by the presence of Severic between them, his cock still hard and soaking wet inside her.

As her pussy constricted around him he felt the surge of his own sexual energy siphoned away by her during the whole episode returned to him less-only two thirds as per their signed contract. But though less it flowed directly through him to his cock keeping it hard and full even after emptying his balls of their come into her.

She fell flat on the wet and stained bedding. and severic had to pull his cock from her tightening cunt. It was difficult, her muscles pulsed and milked as she experienced aftershocks milking him. Slowly he managed to pull out inch by slow inch. The muscles inside her were clenching making it appear to him like her pussy did not want him to leave it empty.

"That was amazing Xorah," He said delighted approval in his voice. "But you'll require more than that, before we go out to preserve the balance of this world."