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[Perplexia]

She watched as he opened the front of his pants and lubed up his cock with her juices. Slamming it into her, she let out a deep grunt and moan, she always loved rough sex. As he glared at her she smiled and ran her tongue over her lips.
As he kissed her, she returned the hungry kiss as his cock continued to pound into her cunt.

"Oh that's it daddy" she moaned with hunger and dark desire

About half way into it she wrapped her legs and arms around him joining in the carnal pleasures of just fucking. She didn't try to siphon from him, she figured that he wasn't that stupid. Nor did she try to over power him, or act aggressively. Instead her hips bucked up meeting his as she continued to gasp grunt and moan as he took her for a nice hard ride.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

This time, she could truly feel the effects of the word Daddy on him because his cock was currently buried inside her pussy. When she said it, he pulsed and twitched. His body even shuddered a little bit. He thrust into her a little harder the next few times. His pace began to quicken as he drove himself into her with a low, throaty growl of hunger.

Reaching out with one hand to grasp her throat, wrapping his fingers around it firmly, not enough to completely choke her, but enough for her to really feel the power of his hand he stared into her eyes. “As I thought, you resisted the spell and were trying to fake it. I noticed the slight movements in your thighs when I touched you before. You are a sex demon after all. “

He had to rely on the resistance of her body to keep from tumbling through the barrier because though she could not pass through it, he could. It was an odd juggling act to keep track off while pounding his cock into her body.

He was clearly not completely in the moment as most mortals would be. He was on his guard and thus quite distracted. Oh there was force behind his thrusts and he was giving her a rough ride with a hard cock, but there was very little commitment to the act. The simple fact was he was waiting for the axe to fall, and he was preparing several moves ahead even now.

He had some confidence in his abilities to be able to concentrate on spell casting in his current circumstances. Perhaps it was arrogant, or perhaps it wasn’t. When she had first seen his nude form there were more than a few scars on his body, he had seen and survived his share of battle and that meant being able to cast spells while being stabbed, burned, or bludgeoned. These things required tremendous exertions of will, but they were not the same thing as trying to cast a spell while fighting off an orgasm.

 

[Perplexia]

Her tongue ran over her lips once again as she bit her her bottom lip and looked up at him through her lashes. "Can't blame a girl for wanting a good hard fucking, even if it means i don't get to eat." she purred and grunted pushing her hips up hard to meet his thrusts and pushing a little faster urging him forward.

"I told you i'd comply to a good fucking, would you feel more comfortable if i put my hands behind my head?" she smirked and bit her bottom lip again. "oh yes, that's it daddy, give this naughty girl a good lesson with your mighty cock."

Her pussy clamped down over his cock in succession as she grunted and groaned wan-tingly showing no signs of aggression toward the safety of his person. Instead she maintained the appearance of lust and desire and gratitude of his fucking skills.

"Would you like me on all fours Daddy?" she questioned "so you may grab a handful of hair and plow into me properly?"

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

He listened as she spoke to him about how she said she’d comply and he rolled his eyes. He then locked his gaze to hers and drove his hips hard into hers until their hips her locked together, pelvic bones grinding roughly together.

“Right, because I can trust you. You have been nothing but honest with me, and you would never trick me, right? You would never try to use any means at your disposal to escape, lie, or confuse me. So far the only things you have done with that mouth to lie to me or taunt me. You really expect me to lower my guard?”

His breathing was coming faster and harder from the exertion. She could smell the lust on him, despite his protests to the contrary he was enjoying himself, but he was still in tight control of himself. His will power was quite impressive for a mortal. Breaking through those barriers she had found was going to take work, especially with the constant tension between them. With her constantly pushing and prodding him toward anger and irritation, constantly insulting and enraging him she might get him to kill her, but she would not work her way into his mind.

He could feel her clamping down harder on his length, and he pulsed inside her reflexively, his body reacting on its own. He was starting to enjoy this more than he was comfortable with, the idea was starting to sink in that he might lose control and that was not comforting. Best to stop this while he still could.

“This is a waste of time. I can have whatever I want once I have finished your collar.”

 

[Perplexia]

Ariesaya let out a succession of moans to go along with his grinding hips into her. "oh that's it daddy" she purred pushing her hips up to match his devilish hard thrusts. "I have yet to lie to you, or trick you." she said with a hurtful expression upon her face.

"Nor have I tried to feed off you while you fuck me. I can hold my word when I choose, can you?" she questioned in a more sincere tone as she clamped her pussy down tight on his shaft. "No not yet Daddy, I want to feel your hot cum spurting inside me like a volcano."

A plan began to form in her mind. "However, it might be better if you stop now after all. I don't want to get pregnant." The facts were simple, if a succubus had intercourse willingly without charming or magic, and the males sperm was strong enough. She could bare a child. In her world she always charmed her food. So that was never a concern. If she was pregnant, she would have to stay to have the baby, or at the most stay to raise it.

He knew enough of her kind to realize she would have no choice if he did manage to knock her up.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

He smirked at her slowly “Oh really? Like how you are a defenseless human and your poor children need you? That wasn’t a lie or a trick right?” His voice was a little deeper, he may have been smirking but it was obvious from the change in tone it was getting harder for him to ignore his pleasure. She was very good at the art of giving pleasure to a man, after all, that was part of her nature.

“True, you have not tried to feed off me, not that you could if you wanted to. As for holding to my word? I have held to my word at every point so far If it were up to me you would now be feeding, and even off of me if that was your wish. I am sure you have tasted the essence of a wizard before, and you know that there is very little that compares to it. Our souls contain arcane energies, unlike mundane humans. I am quite powerful as well, instead, you are denying yourself this pleasure.”

Her words struck a chord. She was talking about getting pregnant! A mixture of horror and something primal and territorial warred within him for control. He felt his cock twitch in response to the bait as if it wanted to spill its seed inside her. He quickly contracted the muscles around his groin to halt what risked being that volcanic orgasm she spoke about and he took a deep breath letting out a chuckle. Instead, he reached his hand into his robe to lightly trace one of his runes with a fingertip.

“Yeah, or I could give you a taste of what you could have everyday. I have just loosened the rune that is blocking your ability to feed on me. It won’t allow you to drain me to death, but it will allow you to taste my soul. Aren’t you curious what I taste like? You know, for when you have escaped from here and decide to drain me of my life essence?”

 

[Perplexia]

Magical souls always had a bit more sweetness and nourishment then regular ones did. Since he was offering she wasn't going to refuse. Her arms wrapped slowly back around his neck as she kissed him with a fiery passion as her cunt clamped down in rapid succession as she began to feed from him. Oh he did indeed taste sweet. It was very tempting to hear out his offer, but perhaps she could play it a different way. He wanted her to play nice after all. So what better way to stay fed. He was obviously smarter and more advanced then most humans. He was right in one thing however. One day she would escape, and drain him.

She wasn't greedy with her soul sucking. She didn't take the most his spell would allow. Instead she limited herself to top off what she had lost from healing and such. Still even though she stopped feeding she continued to kiss him with a hungry passion as her hips bucked up grinding on his cock.

Soul sucking gave an impression of the type of person that she was draining. From what she could tell from him he possessed traits of both a sage and a scholar. But he was a bit more complex then that. Having the ability to do magic gave him an extra bit of something that would make him a delightful meal.

Breaking the kiss she purred to him "Oh you are yummy Daddy"

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

He immediately felt a small wave of fatigue rush over him as she began to siphon a small bit of his soul away. He felt some of his spell casting energies flit away with her feeding. He knew he had just given the ability to execute some of his more powerful spells in exchange for her good will. Still, if the taunting and the bull shit stopped it was a small price to pay. With a bit of rest, his energy would return

He also felt a wave of relief. The last thing he needed was to get this bitch pregnant! What a mess that would be. At least not right now. Perhaps down the road once she was under his control that was something he could plan for. A succubus that was his own child, that presented interesting possibilities, but for now better to just keep her happy, fed, and docile.

He had thought that with the feeding she would let him go, after all, what was the point of continuing with the ruse of fucking? He was wrong. The feeding seemed to only arouse her more and it was weakening his resolve. The way she clamped down on his cock made him groan quietly in pleasure and roll his hips into her.

It was her words that punctured his self-control, however. Perhaps the feeding weakened his will, or just the build up of desire, or a combination of the two but when she spoke a wave of lust crashed into him that he could not hold back. “Oh fuck!” He said with a low feral growl of desire. She could feel him inside her twitch and go rock hard.

Before he had been holding back, thinking about self-defense and keeping her at bay. Now all he could think about was the way her cunt gripped his cock and the wonderful sound of her voice when she called him Daddy. The way it set his blood on fire and made his whole body turn to molten lust.

He began to frantically pump his hips into her with a newfound desperation, one hand reaching out to pull her breast to his lips, greedily suckling on his. His eyes rolled back into his skull with another groan of need. He had totally lost it, totally surrendered to the moment.

 

[Perplexia]

She didn't have to charm him, her body and actions were enough. What he needed was to let go of his fear of her and let himself enjoy it. She wasn't going to do anything today. Today was about building a bridge to make both of their lives a bit better. Give him a taste of what she, a demon, good give him in the form of carnal lust that a human woman could not.

"Oh yes Daddy" she purred as his hips sped up and she felt his member twitching and gaining its true hardness. His lips suckled her firm supple breasts greedily as he continued to plow into he with purpose. "MM Daddy, don't be afraid to bite me" she purred bucking up to match his speed.

"thats it daddy, fill up your slut" she encouraged hoping that she had finally brought him to the point of no return. "claim my pussy Daddy" she moaned grunting and gasping as he thrust into her and ground their hips together.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

It was simply too much to resist. Even with his immense will power, he could not hold himself back and at this point, he felt there was little point in doing so. He drove his hips furiously into hers with a carnal growl of desire as his prick throbbed and pulsed with desire. The way her tight little pussy squeezed him was almost unnatural and he suspected it was part of her nature as a lust demon. Still, it was driving him wild. He could not wait to try the other delights she had to offer.

Her words hit him again and his eyes rolled back into his skull. In reply, his teeth sank into the ivory flesh of her breast hungrily. “Fuuuuck yes, that’s my good girl!” His mouth pulled away long enough as the worlds involuntarily slipped past his lips as he continued to plow his member into her with renewed hunger and zeal.

Then it happened, his orgasm exploded into her. He came so hard, and so quickly that he wasn’t even quite ready for it. Normally he would have had time to prepare for the waves of pleasure, but not this time. It all just rocked him, spurred on by her wicked words and perfect body. He burst inside her, his seed filling her womb to the brim and then some. The ritual to summon her had been one of a great deal of spent seed, and then a great deal of abstinence. This was the first time he had released in over two months, so he had built up quite the load for her.

He barely managed to support them both, and he could feel his cum leaking out from around his still pulsing cock as his orgasm continued. Low, desperate growls of pleasure filling the air as he clung to her with desire. He had to admit, if that was to be his last time, it would have been worth it.

 

[Perplexia]

"Oh yes daddy thank you so much" she purred rolling her hips against his as his member began to shrink with in her. She could so easily snap his neck. But unfortunately she wasn't completely versed in his spells and magic. She was unsure if they would dissolve with his death or if she would be stuck in this cell with a corpse for an extended period of time until she finally was freed with the death of her person by starvation.

No for right now playing nice and being cooperative seemed like the better option, at least for now. She purred kissing tenderly and released her arms from around his neck. "Oh my" she said with slight embellishment. "you are not only yummy but a talented lover as well. I hope we can do that again soon Daddy" she purred.

Her pussy clamped down tightly over his member, ensured to milk every last drop of his cum out of him. "I would love a hot bath" she purred softly. "Or a simple bucket of water and a cloth will suffice so i can clean myself for you sir" perhaps the sir was too much it felt like nails coming off her tongue

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

Pleasure warmed through his body as she continued to milk his cock of every last bit of seed with her slick walls. He felt his body twitch in delight in post orgasmic bliss. So this was her power, was it? Even without her magical charms, she was powerful. He could see now why many mortals would fall prey to such a creature and be lost in her clutches. She was a lover of unparalleled skill.

She even stroked his ego just enough to give him a sense of pride in his own work as a lover.

Then she asked for an indulgence. A creature comfort, a bath. He actually smiled at her through the lust haze and let out a quiet chuckle. For the first time, he treated her without any level of wariness or contempt. He cradled her hips as he drew himself away from her and let her ease herself down off of her.

He pulled out a bit of powdered iron ore, a crushed rose petal, and a crushed lavender flower petal. He placed the three together in the middle of her cell and began humming an almost rhythmic tone. She might recognize that this magic was slightly different than what he had cast before since she knew a bit of magic of her own, it was a blend of conjuration and creation magic. He was humming a tune as if singing a song, and swaying, similar to how druids cast their spells, and then he began speaking more command words of powers like an arcane caster. Blending the two spells together took an impressive bit of skill.

The three items melted into the floor and in their place, a new glyph formed. He motioned to it and nodded his head. "Now you may clean yourself whenever you wish. Simply touch the glyph and picture what I am about to show you and it will appear. It will appear for an unlimited amount of time, it will respond to your mental commands as far as water temperature. Within limits. It will never get hot enough to harm me. The water is scented with lavender and rose oils. The tub and the water cannot be moved outside of the limits of the cell. It can be expanded, however."

He touched the glyph and a large cast iron claw foot tub appeared in the center of the runed cell. It was filled with hot scented water. Propped next to the tub were a robe, two clean towels, and a long scrubbing brush. "Simply dismiss it as you would any spell or conjured item. Think of it going away and it will return to the rune on the floor."

He had expended a fair amount of energy and given her a portion of his life essence. It was starting to show. For the first time, he looked tired. "As you see, I can be generous. Enjoy your bath."

Too tired to even eat, despite the fact that it was barely mid day he walked back into the other room and quickly slipped into the sheets. The quickest way to recover from negative energy attacks was to rest unless you had clerical magic at your disposal.

 

[Perplexia]

She let out a soft purr as he gently removed herself from with in her and helped her off of him. She slowly crawled over to his corner as he began to pull items from his pockets and place them in the center of her cell. She could tell that it wasn't a summoning one. This was a different magic. He seemingly was well versed in multiple kinds. One more piece of information to add to her vault

She watched him curiously as he lulled it. Watching as the glyph appeared after a few minutes of his ritual. Listening to his words about what she could and couldn't command of the item she merely nodded her head that she heard him.

Her smile widened as the tub appeared with the steam rolling off the top. "oh thank you daddy" she said with a bit of glee added for emphasis on her joy. Though in her mind she pictured expanding it to push him against the cell wall and cracked every bone in his body. Quickly dismissing it, for now, she smiled. "Indeed you can sir, lesson learned." she replied smiling warmly to him and watching him leave her cell. Slowly she rose and walked over to her tub allowing herself to sink into the warmth and enjoy the comfort of it.

Hearing him crawl into bed she began to not so softly masturbate allowing herself to cum rather loudly in the tub. That should affect his dreams. She thought washing herself clean and giving him the time to fall into a deep sleep. Getting out of the tub she used the towel to dry off and then put on one of the robes and tied up her hair in a towel.

She dismissed the tub and sat down meditating feeling for that crack in her cell wall.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

It seemed even after he gave her what she wanted the damned creature would give him no peace! He could already hear the sounds of her pleasuring herself. He turned over and tried to settle into his sheets with a snarl of irritation as her moans carried from the other room. Blasted harlot! He was giving strong consideration to murder in that moment, but he was so damned tired not even rage could keep him awake.

He soon fell into a deep and comfortable sleep.

By the time she had finished her bath and began probing the crack of her cell his dream had already begun. It showed the pair of them striding across a snow dotted landscape, side by side. She wore no clothing, and she was not in her human form, she was beautiful in her magnificent natural form.

There was no enmity between them, he no longer wore warding that protected him from her magical effects, and she had no magical collar that bound her will. There was one rune that was magically bound on the back of both of their necks. She could read her own language easily enough so she knew what it meant, she knew the significance of a "One" rune etched between two beings at the back of the neck like that. They had made their contract in this dream.

This was her opportunity to see just what he had planned for her if she did indeed submit to his will.

The two of them waded across what appeared to be a battle field. His spells were doing most of the work, devastating soldiers by the hundreds. Explosions of fire leaving smoking craters and broken bodies, bolts of lightning arcing between armored knights, cooking them inside their shells. She walked near him, gripping any man fool enough to get too close, using her claws to eviscerate the foolish mortals and then suck their life force from their bodies.

She drained far more energy than she could ever hope to contain, there was so much death, that if she ever tried to drink it all, the energy would immolate her. She opened herself to the magus willingly and with orgasmic bliss, he reached inside of her essence and pulled the spare energy from her and turned it into arcane power. The rune on the back of both of their neck's glowed a sickly purple as she pulled one more man in for a deadly kiss.

A spear came thrusting from behind her. The weapon was not of the right properties to do any real damage. It would barely even break the skin. Still, with a flick of his wrist, he enveloped her in a magical armor of force. The spear bounced off uselessly, he turned, spoke the incantation and pointed his finger at the foolish man. A ray of purple like lanced out and struck him in the chest. The man turned to dust and blew away in the breeze created by the burning corpses left in the wake of their destruction.

She was the key to everything, to breaking the curse of the mage. She would be rewarded for her part in it by feeding endlessly whatever she wanted. As his power grew, then her power would grow. The two of them would eventually be able to even take on the Gods themselves.

 

[Perplexia]

She traveled around his dream watching each part and studying his ultimate desire. Together they were unstoppable. She saved him, he saved her, and they worked as a team to destroy the enemy. The enemy of humanity it would seem. They would rule the world and no one could stand in their way.

Rather he could rule the world and she would be his sidekick. In reality it was no different then her role now As a lesser demon, she was occasionally used for mischief of the higher ones. Having to submit to them, and call them master. It truly was like sandpaper on her tongue.

Here she would only have to serve and be bound to him. She could feed freely without having to seduce and sneak away into the night. The amount of mayhem and death she could cause would be unstoppable. All she would have to do was submit. She snarled at the thought.

For once why couldn't it be the other way around? she questioned herself. He could be the pet with his mighty magic, and she would be the divine queen that all would bow down to. His reward would be unlimited copulation, and power like he'd never known. If only this bloody crack would grow wide enough for her to influence his desires and feed on him just enough to get him complacent.

This was a new goal, she decided. Play nice, until she can get this bloody hole large enough. This could take weeks, if not months, but where there was a will, there was a way. Or so she hoped that would be the case. She had been able to get full off of him. She would begin to save her energy instead of elaborate seductions. One baby step at a time, with the hope she could get her claws into him.

After her probing, she sent the tub away. Taking the spare towel and fluffed it up like a pillow taking off her robe she curled up under it like it were a blanket and let herself just relax. When he woke she would remain in this position, quiet and docile.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

There was an irony that both of their desires were for power that neither of them possessed and that only together could be achieved. However, in order to attain this power one of them would need to be willing to break first.

The rest of his slumber was formless and dreamless rest. He woke after about an hour and a half of rest, feeling rejuvenated and restored; albeit not entirely. It was almost as if his rest had been briefly disturbed which was strange. Magi were trained at a young age to slumber peacefully under most conditions and even to meditate to restore their energies when rest was not possible. It was as if something had slightly disrupted that process. He shrugged it off as having not rested long enough from the energy drain.


So far he had only resorted to the rod when she had forced him to do so. He had wanted to make this simple, he had been foolish to think she would comply. He should have known she would not willingly submit just because of an offer for freedom from the pit.

Still, why would she turn him down? He could not comprehend the lack of sense she was displaying here. Why would she chose to willingly go back to the Abyss and be forced to hunt down food, forced to serve under abuse and toil in an endless war when she could be removed from all of that and they could move on to a completely different chapter of both of their lives. With him, by her side, they could bend both of their fates. He could provide her with an endless supply of food without the need to hunt, and it would not be mundane, either. The prime material plane was not just home to souls with touches of the arcane. Souls marked with the divine had their own unique flavor, as did the dragon born. There was an endless supply of varieties she could devour with impunity and he would help her to do so.

He had a feeling she had the wrong idea about what he wanted from her, so he decided it was time to talk things through with her. Perhaps she would be amenable if he appealed to her logically.

He entered the room and she appeared to be of all things sleeping herself. He didn't know demons slept. He made note of this. He could modify the rune on the floor to conjure more than just a tub, but a bed as well for her if she had no more outbursts and continued treating him with respect.

He moved with surprising stealth, not bothering to stir her. He pulled a book from one of the shelves that lined the walls and began to read it as he settled into a nearby chair. He quickly immersed himself into the pages. She could easily read the words on the cover and the spine if she stirred and bothered to look. A Comprehensive Study on the Princes of the Nine Hells. He was reading about her sworn enemies, this could either be a sign of aggression, or a sign that he was intent on going after them.

 

[Perplexia]

In her world there was a hierarchy of superiority. It was true, she was a lesser demon. But she was still on the pecking order, higher then humans. Yet one with magical powers summoned her to a cage and gave her an ultimatum. Of course she would respond aggressively in response. How dare this minion summon her and make demands. She was a puppet, but not his puppet.

He had not verbalized his true intentions. If it hadn't been for her sneaking into his dreams, she would still be under the impression he wished her for her wares, and possibly to conquer a few kingdoms with her abilities. But his plan was greater. Still he had not shown her the respect due for the majestic being she was. 'You will do what i say or you will starve.' cool i'll starve, 'you will do what i say or the pit fiend will kill you' cool let me die. None of which were the easy outcome he had wished for.

She had heard him crawl out of bed and now he was in her cell. Reading she anticipated by the sound of the pages being turned. Her first thought was to attack and snap his neck. Yet she dismissed it. He obviously was making an attempt to be cordial. Opening her eyes slightly she was able to see the title of the book. So that was his plan, the princes of the nine. Oh how she would like to see them suffer. It would be fun. If it weren't for the bond that would be required to do so.

Yet she could not let him know she was on to his plan, for he had yet to tell her. She let out a soft mew as she stretched exposing her breast from beneath the cover of the robe. A soft sensual moan escaped her lips as she adjusted her position. "What are you reading Daddy?" she questioned with half open eyes.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

He heard the bed creak and then her moan as she stretched. She was quite a sight to behold and just a look at her naked frame made his cock stir. She asked him a question and he placed the thin ribbon on the page to mark his place and then set the book aside. A slide smile as he looked her over and gave a soft chuckle. “My but you are beautiful. I can see why so many are taken in by your charms. As to your question, I am studying about the Princes of the Nine Hells. I believe you know them? The rulers of your bitter enemies.”

He paused and then let out a quiet sigh. “I think we got off on the wrong foot, and the error is mine. I did not explain myself properly. Bear with me a moment. I know about the eternal war that rages between the Demons and the Devils. I also know that humans also from time to time summon Demons and Devils with minor incantations such as I did with the pit fiend, or major ones such as I have done with you. What I intend is more than just a roll in the sheets with you. It is more than just killing a bitter rival, or conquering a kingdom.”

“With my power and yours united we could end the war that has been fought since mortals existed. With a single mortal and a single Demon. Not only that, but we could go beyond that. We could break your chains and you could ascend your place in your world and become the ruler of the demon realm. How does Succubus Queen sound to you? Or Goddess? I believe with our powers, and enough time we could even topple the Gods if we chose to. It would require starting small, working toward that goal, making us both more powerful by killing our way to the top, but yeah, we could.

There is no mage alive powerful enough to boss you around if you were as powerful as the Devils in this book, and after some time spent with me and a little bit of murder, you would have that power. Yes, it would require a bond, but as you have seen I do keep my word, and if you wish to be released, I will release you. Better yet, I will put magic in the bond that will allow you to release yourself at any time.”

 

[Perplexia]

She raised an eyebrow to his request. Now that was an interesting spin on things. His dream had told her a bit of it. But this was definitely a more interesting turn of events. Queen or goddess, although the titles sounded good, she really didn't have any ambitions like that. Though to put an end to the Princes of nine, oh what joy that would be. The icing on the cake however was the bond release he put into it. At any point she could walk away. She was certain there would be a safety net for that though. Some requirement she would have to meet before he would let her leave.

"You have given me much to consider." she said lightly stretching and allowing the blanket to fall to the way side. "Our beginning would have been much smoother if you'd started with that." she teased. "I know that you will have conditions that need to be met before you allow me to be released from my bond. Would you care to elaborate on those?"

She sat up crossing her legs and leaning back against the invisible wall as she studied him. A human and a succubus in partnership. That's something she would have never imagined that she'd be considering for herself.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

She was actually being receptive to the idea? It was more than he could have hoped for really. He suspected some sort of trickery, but he chose to keep leading with the truth. He even rose and set the book down on the chair he had been sitting in. He wanted her not only to hear his intent, but to see it in his eyes. What better way to do that and to extend an olive branch than to enter the runic circle with her. Even as he approached her , the sheer perfection of her nude form made him stir restlessly and made his breathing quicken. He could not help but feel desire for her it was only natural.

He crossed the boundary into the circle with an easy gate and reached out slowly to touch her cheek. There was no magic word spoken, no tingle of magic. Nothing to indicate he was being aggressive; simply a gesture of physical warmth. “Simple. As part of the bond I would put a Geas upon you that would make it so you could not kill me. That is all. Leaving the pact would not require my permission, it would simply require you to wish it so. I would feel your thoughts, and you would feel mine. It would be the most intimate experience you have ever had with a mortal as instead of just you reading their thoughts, the flow would go both ways.”

He paused in thought, tracing his thumb gently along her soft cheek. His lips pursed in thought, his eyes appeared lost in thought as he was latching onto an idea. “As you are precious and key to this plan and the success of it the first stage would be to gather strength. To feed you and transfer that energy into magical energy and make you stronger. You already have magics that you can cast by nature of being what you are, but I believe with enough research and through this bond not only could I do similar to what I have done to myself to you.” He pushed his robe open to expose the many runes of protection. “…to help keep you safe on the battlefield, but also I would be able to prepare spells and give them to you, and you could activate them at will. They would be a single use for each spell I give as all mage spells are, but my spell repertoire is vast and I think there is plenty of spells you would find useful to help you.”

He leaned his head down to press a kiss between her horns and smiled. “I know it is a lot to consider. I will return to my studies and give you time to think on it.” He turned to leave her to her thoughts.

 

[Perplexia]

He had indeed given her a lot to think about. She watched him walk from her prison cell and go about his quest of knowledge. She could be the most powerful succubus that ever walked any plane. Together they could eradicate the nine, and be smothered in power, riches, and a unlimited buffet.

Though she wondered. If it meant she couldn't kill him, could she harm him? could she enslave him to her will? He was smart, and though smitten he wasn't a fool. She knew he would try to find a way to counteract anything devious she may come up with. And this feeling each others thoughts, was there a way to block it?

It was all so tempting, and yet he needed to be punished for imprisoning her. For now she was going to stick with her original idea of playing nice while she worked on the crack in her cell. Before she could be an equal, she needed retribution for the pain he inflicted upon her pride. Being petty was part of being a demon, even a lesser one.

She picked up the book he had left on his chair and began at the beginning. Eventually she would join him in this quest of his so she might as well take in all that she could.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

She seemed to be deep in intense thought. That was not a negative thing. She was not trying to attack him, she was not saying flat out no. Of course, she could be plotting something; who was he kidding? Of course, she was plotting something. Still, she might accept if the offer was tempting enough. After a long space of moments and contemplation, she scooped up the book he had left unattended and began reading it.

He took this as a positive sign. The first step was to know thy enemy. “I will leave you to your reading.” His tone was not warm, but it was friendly. Perhaps a measure of their standoffish nature had evaporated with this exchange?

He strolled out of her cell and walked along the shelves looking at the spines of the various books. As a demon even with her power dampened she could sense that all around here there were various tomes instilled with magical energies, many of them had faint traces, some of them had very intense power. Most of it was focused to contain something or to bestow an effect. Spellbooks and books of power no doubt. However, there were a few books that radiated malicious energies. These were most likely cursed objects or books with very powerful demonic magic in them. Mages often trapped their libraries and their most precious knowledge. Without knowing the right words of power to safely open the book the runes would activate and drive the reader mad, trap their mind inside the book, turn them to stone. Plenty of horrible ways to end up for picking up the wrong tome. The book she held now radiated powerful malicious energy because it the cover was made with Devil skin and it was inked with their blood. The author of this book had instilled some powerful knowledge in here, and he had wanted it protected from Devil kind. What better way to hide it than to hide it with their own essence?

The mage pulled out two books from different shelves, both radiating powerful magic. He then pulled a small writing desk from the edge of the room and slid it over to his chair. There was extremely fine parchment sitting on top, with a quill made from a dire eagle, tipped with quicksilver. He opened the first book and the contents of the book was easy to make out to her once he opened it. He was looking through a book involving creatures of divine origin. Celestials and their associated magics, runes, words of power. It seemed to be an unusual topic given what they were just discussing.

He began marking down several runes on the parchment. He paused several times, looking at individual pages and pausing thoughtfully, then giving a ghost of a smile and writing down a new rune. Satisfied with his work he closed this book at set it to the side. Why would he be pulling runic magic from Celestials – one of her sworn enemies- out of that book? It didn’t make sense. He flipped open the next book.

The cover radiated strong magic as well. The cover read ‘How to Transmute Spells and Runes – A Study Into Altering Supernatural Abilities” He thumbed through a few pages until he found what he was looking for, and then he moved the page with the runes he had created to one side of the desk and started to trace them again. This time he did not trace them exactly the same way, he altered them just slightly, adding an angle, putting a loop, inverting a portion. He looked them over carefully and nodded in approval.

He scooped up both pages and took the first page with the unaltered sigils and placed it on the ground. He sprinkled some adamant dust into the ink and spoke a long incantation. All three of the runes glowed with a brilliant white energy. She could feel a familiar, and unwelcome power emanating from the page. It was like sitting in the very presence of a Celestial and not a minor one that she could battle. It was like sitting in the presence of a Solar, one of the most terrifying and powerful creatures produced from the Celestial planes.

“Hah! Proof of concept number one.” He took a moment to admire his work and just bathe in the energy coming off the parchment. Even he was uncomfortable with that much positive energy oozing off the page, however. He released his concentration and the energy consumed the parchment, the magic vanished.

He placed the second piece of paper down on the floor and taking a step or two back he began the incantation. There was something in his stance; a readiness. It was almost as if he was prepared for this to go horribly wrong. What she did not know was that he was trying to corrupt the natural abilities of the most powerful Celestial beings so that he could basically fuse them into her being and allow her to use them. Doing something like this was not only advanced spell work it was extremely dangerous.

The incantation finished and he waited for the explosion. Instead, he was rewarded with the runes giving off a deep red hue. It was now giving off an aura slightly more powerful than a Balor, the most powerful Demons in the Abyss.

“…It worked. Holy shit.”

“Holy shit!”

He realized that this might attract unwanted attention from the Celestials, having their magics perverted a little late. He quickly cast several spells around the room and then walked to one of the books and opened it. This was one of the books that gave off that sickening aura of magic. He mentally spoke the command word so she would not hear it and then he opened the book. When he opened it magic pulsed out from the book and washed over the tower. For a moment it felt like the world was turning inside out as everything seemed to spin and day turned to night. He closed the book and mentally spoke the command word again, shelving it.

“welcome to my pocket dimension.” He motioned with his hand. There were no stars, no exterior light sources outside. The land was relatively sparsely decorated as far as life or structures went, but there were many glowing runes scattered all over the landscape. This place positively oozed magic. “I think we will be staying here for now. No one can find us here unless they have the direct intervention of a God. Something tells me what I just did may have pissed off the Celestials. I really don’t feel like getting into a fight right now. Better things to do.”

 

[Perplexia]

Ariesaya indeed felt the magic roll off the book. Though like a bit of pain, and moreover loving the possession of something none of her kind was to ever see. It just made it all the more worth it. On occasion she did look up from time to time as he dropped a book or mumbled something or other. He really was quite the 'nerd' it seemed. Unfortunately for her he knew his stuff.

Most humans were quite shallow, all it really took was a thrust up of her chest and they were falling over themselves. This one took a little more effort, yet in the end she got him between her thighs. Regardless of knowing his stuff, he was still at the end of the day a man. A human that needed to be taught a lesson.

His theory was a sound one, and with his knowledge it was even foreseeable they could pull off his plan. But to be bound to a human? She didn't know enough about his magic, or abilities to make a rash decision. After all she wasn't going to just bob her head like a dimwitted blond human and say 'sounds good Daddy'. No more, she needed to see more into his dreams. She needed to work him down a bit and somehow get the upper hand.

Closing the book rather loudly she set it back on the chair. "The magic that flows from it gave me a headache. It wasn't meant for my eyes, I had to fight it, so now i'm hungry. Come feed me Daddy" she purred the last part seductively as she got on her knees and hands and wiggled her bare ass and dripping cunt at him.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

He was about to go back to work when he felt a slight tingle on the back of his neck. Someone had just used divining magic where his tower is anchored in the prime material plane. That was what that warning was for. He spoke a single command word aloud and his eyes glittered a brilliant yellow like the sun. His vision was transported away from this place and back to the anchor point on the prime material plane. There he could see the site teeming with at least thirty celestials, led by two Solars. He whistled low and quickly dismissed the spell. “Yeah, moving the tower was a good call. I don’t know if I could have won that fight even in my tower. That is a lot of battle-ready celestials. They did not like me messing with their innate magic and corrupting it for demonic use.”

It was then he heard the book slam shut and his eyes turned toward her. He turned his head curiously to the side as he listened to her explanation and he let out a slight smile. He had no doubt she was being dishonest with him. There was some devilish magic in there of course, but not enough for her to have to resist anything or bring her any real harm. She was intentionally trying to drain his strength, or she just wanted to feed, or maybe she just wanted to fuck. Either way, he decided he would go along with her little plan if it purchased him a little good will.

“I cannot have you feeling weakened. Besides despite the fact that you have not agreed to my proposal, I think in the end you will see the value of cooperation.” He shed his robe and approached her cell and stepped inside. His bare flesh still covered in runes much like the ones which made up her prison. He placed his hand upon two runes and mentally spoke the command word, they glowed brightly, then went completely dull. “Toward the end of giving you full strength back, and cooperation I have completely disabled the protections that keep me safe from your draining effect. Meaning for this feeding you will be able to gain a full meal. From someone of my strength that is quite a substantial boost of power.”

Again he was not really being nice to her, but he was being practical. They were not yet allies, but he was trying to make one of her. She exposed herself to him and he reached down to that hot, dripping cunt. Sliding his fingers between her lips to tease her clit. “I know you are used to your food being on demand but you do not have your charm magic. As beautiful and alluring as you are presenting yourself is not quite enough. I suppose most men summon you and simply fall directly into your traps, don’t they? None of them manage to resist you in the slightest?” He paused, looking down at her thoughtfully. “There are stronger demons than you, but you have the most potential. That unique power that makes you special makes your potential for growth infinite with the right help. So I suppose that may be part of why I do not so easily fall into the traps. It would be such a waste for both of us. Even if you turned me into a slave, without my own mind I could not pull off what we could pull off together if we are both free-willed.”

 

[Perplexia]

Ariesaya let out a sly smile as he flattered her with his words. "No, I can't say I've ever had much trouble getting cooperation at first. But once drained of their first seed, they tend to want to roll over and go to sleep. Since i tend to be ruthless and fuck them to death, quite literally, i do have to play with them a bit. But not much."

She had listened as he told her he disabled the spell that kept him safe from her. "Though i appreciate the willingness to give me a full meal, I'm not certain that it's in your best interest to remove them. It has been a long time since i made myself stop in time to keep a slave, and just a lover who could still function on his own I've never done. Are you certain that you want to risk it?"

Slowly she rose and walked over to him, her fingers lightly tracing over his shoulders and chest as she circled him lightly, giving him the opportunity to change his mind. He was working the trust angle..or was he? was there some trick this sorcerer had to ensure she wouldn't turn him into her slave? Or worse yet kill him?. If she killed him would all his spells lapse and she would be free to return to her own world? Did she want to? what he offered was growing in her mind. Together they would be unstoppable and she could feed and fuck and often as she wished and no one could stand in her way. He would make her queen.

Together they could and would rule the world. There was nothing they couldn't accomplish. Such a sweet deal, and he was a wonderful lover as well. Her tongue stretched out as she licked his cheek as if he were a thick juicy steak. Her mouth moved to his ear and nibbled lightly. She purred lightly.."mmm fuck me Daddy"