The Incubus King's Palace of Decadence and Hedonism (IC)

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:: The land that belonged to the being known as the Incubus King was vast. He owned a full nine of the infinate layers of the Abyss. His home layer was called The Plains of Desire, for it was populated mostly by other like-minded demons. He wasn't a major power, but that was rapidly changing with his aggressive expansion and his fresh defeat of Occularius, a massive Beholder-fiend, and his nearest threat to expanding power. His home and preferred dwelling was an epic-sized palace, asthetically pleasing to the eye and filled with double-imagery. The inside of the massive palace was constantly flooded with sweet smelling incense and lovely sexual pieces of art. The palace was particularly flooded with patrons tonight (this layer was bathed in eternal night) as the Incubus King was throwing a party in honor of his defeat of, and personal slaying of, Occularius. Wine and food were flowing freely, being passed out by the most lovely and barely clad slave girls, as was the sex. The air hung heavy with the delicious scent of sex from the many, many rooms of the palace. Some were being occupied by a single person, seeking solitude to pleasure themselves, some were occupied by couples playing various games, or something having at each other like a pair of animals. Some were being used for orgies. The master of the house's girls were most lovely, all manner of races and kinds of women he called his own, from demon girls to elf girls to beastgirls to even more exotic and rare kinds, even a few corrupted angels. His guests were not above wearing the barest of clothing, or simply parading about nude, displaying their bodies, male and female, as works of art, and their prized slaves as well. Some slaves were frightened and new, and others defiant. Some had quietly accepted their lot in life, and others still had come to relish and revel in their position, often taking pride in their position as the pride of their master/mistress' stock and competing fiercely with other prized slaves to be the "best of the show". This was a place of obscene desire and pleasure, a place where all fetishes and all manner of desire were fed ten times over, no matter how perverse or depraved. A young girl brought a golden, bejeweled goblet of rare wine to the master of the house, a man of impossible beauty and unsurpassed grace and eternal youth. He sipped the wine, his bright, fierce, intelligent green eyes focused on the spectacle before him, his long silvery hair tickling the nude bodies of the women that made up his throne, bound together by ropes that pleasure them when he sat or stood from it. The sight before him was that of a captured and virtuous young paladin woman. Her body was nude and on display for the hungry eyes feasting upon her, and there were a number of men fucking her young body hard. She was slowly losing her virtue and beginning to give in the feeling welling up inside of her...::
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(Hey, this is my kinda thing.)

Rachel, a young Succubus, revelled in the attention both men and women would give her. She never bothered to wear anything, so her large breasts and almost always wet pussy are bared for all to see.

Around this time, she was usualy in the mortal world, that was her favorite part of the job, visiting the mortals in the night, and bring them to eternal damnation.

But tonight, she had come to the party, and so far was loving it. She had by now had her way with about 3 men, but she had her eye on the prize... the Incubus king himself.
 
::Rafe, as was his name, was enjoying himself immensely. He had on display, trophies collected from Occularius, his huge eyestalks, each of which cast a different magical ray when magically charged, and the huge Central Eye of Occularius, a fully sixty foot radius eye that he set into the dome roof of the room. When he wished, it was cast an Anti-Magic Ray to disable any magical assassination attempts. Yes, he was quite full of himself tonight, but rightfully so, it had been an epic battle. For now though, Rafe was looking his way through the crowds who were displaying or humiliating slaves, openly fucking and humping, and comparing slaves. Rafe's eyes latched onto Rachel's for a moment::
 
Rachel gives him that seductive smile of her's that had led so many mortals to their doom. She loved the idea of seducing other immortal beings, who, though they where immune to most of her charms, where the best in bed.
 
::He smiled and licked his lips at her with a long serpentine tongue. He smirked at her, raising his wine to her and drinking deeply of it. Those predatory eyes of his never left her's::
 
Rachel finally approaches him, taking a drink of some of her own wine, she gives him a smile. "You certainly know how to throw a party."
 
::He smiled at her, a certain satisfaction in his eyes from her compliment:: One should celebrate the fall of one's enemies...and who might you be? One of my subjects, or merely a delicious looking guest?
 
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