The Summoner and the Succubus (For Pywakit and I)

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala sat before the large summoning circle, draped in her sorcerer's robes and holding her small wand. She closed her eyes and spoke the ancient words to summon forth a creature from the infernal realms just as her Master had taught her, though she did something that he hadn't taught her. He said she wasn't ready to summon anything more powerful than an imp but she was going to prove she was ready to become a great wizard and would summon a succubi from the Lower Planes.

When the incantation was finished, she waved the wand in the precise order and placed the last sigil on the circle with the purified chalk. She then looked at the very center of her seal, watching it begin to ripple and a thin purple smoke rise up from it. She grinned widely as she knew that soon her succubi would arrive to serve her.

She watched as the form climbed up out of the seal, standing before her in all it's beauty. It was perfect, so utterly perfect that she couldn't help but stare upon it's absolutely awe inspiring female form. She knelt there for a long moment before she stood, pointing at the succubus and commanding it, "Slave, I demand that you-" Her eyes had wandered to the circle and widened with fear, the last sigil wasn't drawn properly, the seal wouldn't protect her!

The succubus must have also seen it, when Yushala watched her grin with those pearly whites.

( You can describe the Succubus however you want, hun. ^_^ )

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

Tatanya heard the call from across the gulf between Hell and the Mortal Realm and shrieked in rage. It was the call of a sorcereress, not the bumbling lure of a fallen priest or a foolish mage stumbling over a poorly translated incantation. This call had the lilt and cadence of one who knew her business, and worse, she had intoned Tatanya's name. Bound by ancient laws she had no will or strength to disobey, the succubus released her infernal essence and allowed herself to be drawn into the mortal realm; to resist would invite destruction.

She appeared in what seemed to be an underground chamber, a summoning chamber. Bookshelves lined the walls and the place was lit by hundreds of candles. A single closed door of iron sat in the only wall not covered with shelves, and between her still forming body and this door was a woman dressed in robes and wielding a small wand.

Tatanya felt the sickening clutch of gravity take hold, and knew then that she had fully arrived in the Mortal Realm. Despite the situation she found herself in, she couldn't help but bask in the glow of the realm; she could feel a civilization's sins in the air all around her. She stretched as she settled into the physical body the spell had encased her in, and took quick stock of it. Every summoner's innermost desires and needs focused the nature of her mortal body, shaped it, sculpted it. There were certain constants; the bat-like wings, the dainty red horns, the long prehensile tail, the cloven hooves for feet, and the telltale mark of her personal infernal rune tattooed on her belly where mortals would have a navel. The rest was drawn from the one who called, and it was with a sense of relief that this woman obviously prefered women (even if she may not realize this herself); manifesting as an incubus was generally an unpleasant experience in Tatanya's view.

Her body was rather tall, nearly six feet in all, yet slender and lithe, the body of a dancer. With the exception, perhaps, of the breasts, which were quite full and impressive. It was obvious that the sorceress was into breasts... and legs as well, as Tatanya noticed how her own were long and limber.

Looking down at her legs was when she saw the error in the binding rune.

In an instant, her rage at being called to be someone's minion vanished, replaced by an unbridled sense of triumph. As the sorceress began to speak, her words faltered. She had obviously realized the error as well. Tatanya looked up at her, grinning as she took in her appearance for the first time. She was herself beautiful, and the succubus decided then and there to make the sorcererss her own, her agent. Since the circle was broken, Tatanya did not have to return to Hell. She could remain in the Mortal Realm as long as she wished, harvesting and corrupting whoever she could. Yet she would need an agent if she were to know the ways of this region and not give herself away. An agent very much like this delicious-looking sorcererss before her, who even now was slowly backing away.

Tatanya's eyes flittered up to the only door, and with a tiny burst of telekinetic energy, she locked it and buckled the frame, preventing flight from the room. She looked back at the sorceress and smiled again.

"Slave, am I? I think not, my beautiful bride." And so saying, Tatanya stepped confidantly out of the summoning circle and into the Mortal Realm.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala, the Sorceress

"Bride?! I don't think so!" She ran for the door, nearly tripping over her robes, trying to force it open but to no avail. She turned towards the demon and held out her hands, speaking the ancient incantations of Initiate level binding... which had no effect. Her eyes widened as she pressed closer to the wall, unable to think of a single thing she could do. Her mind began to fill with the most lustful of images, all manner of intimate relations between herself and the Succubus. She let out a moan, unable to fight off the Succubus' mental attacks.

She tried to force herself to focus, there had to be some way to trap the succubus. The sigil! She looked at it, and the chalk that was still right by it. She ran for it, praying that she could reach it before the Succubus, it was then that she tripped on those robes, hitting the floor. Adding pain to punishment was when her outreached hand hit the chalk and knocked it right over to the Succubus, "Oh no..." She was in deep trouble, and would soon be a Succubi's bride.

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

The succubus watched as the woman scrambled to escape. The door? No. A binding spell? Try something tougher. The chalk? That could have been bad, but fortunately the woman's fear took over and she tripped. Tatanya bent over and retrieved the stick of purified chalk. It burned her fingers to touch it, blistering them as smoke rose up, but she bore the pain.

"Did you want this, my little lovely bride? Here! Allow me!" She stepped over to the woman and dropped the chalk onto the ground. It broke into a dozen pieces as it hit, but it had already been ruined. Contact with the demoness' fingers had rendered it useless.

"Now, now. There's no need for groveling before me. Yet, at least. Stand, sorceress, and tell me your name! And then, you will tell me about this place I find myself in. Are you alone here? Is it a dungeon? It looks to be. And since there's a dungeon, there must certainly be a torture room, yes?" The last sentance came out almost as a purr.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala, the Sorceress

She slowly stood up, her hood falling down off of her head to reveal her face, and it was a lovely face at that. Framed by long, raven black hair, supple and smooth pale skin, deep blue eyes with the loveliest black eyebrows, and then those kissable red lips. The robes slacked around her standing form, and the small slit that was meant to allow for an amulet to be worn outside revealed the milky white of her cleavage. She looked good enough to eat.

"Why do you keep calling me your bride?!" She looked outraged by it, she wouldn't allow herself to be bound to this demon of lust. "And yes, it is a dungeon, below our Chantry! I'm sure my teacher will come looking for me, and he will destroy you!" She tried to glare, but it was obvious that she was enjoying the sight of the succubi infront of her, even if she didn't realize it. Her knees buckled a bit under the aura of this powerful demoness, her very presence was one of domination and it demanded the servitude of lessers.

Those lovely breasts, those long legs, what a beauty! Her eyes clouded over as she lost herself in the erotic thoughts that seemed to flow out of the Succubus' nimbus of power. The feeling of a warm drop running down her inner thigh brought her back, and she blushed with embarrasment as she realized she was growing aroused underneath her robes. "What.. what are you going to do to me?"

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

Tatanya smiled a predator's smile at the sorceress, then pushed a strand of her brilliant red hair out of her eyes. "Why do I call you my bride, my dear Yushala? Well... if you studied your incantations better, you'd know the answer to that. Suffice to say, my morsel... you'll learn soon enough."

The succubus stepped forward, her body only inches away from the sorceress now. She closed her eyes and inhaled, breathing in the scent of Yushala's body, immediatley noticing the tang of her arousal. Tatanya resisted the urge to tear open the woman's robes, and instead traced her lips with her thumb. She exhaled as Yushala inhaled with shock, and smiled as she saw the woman take in some of her demonic breath, even if by accident.

"Now, Yushala. I shall open this door, and you shall lead me to the torture chamber, where I'm sure your teacher has interrogated plenty of people in the past. And I'm sure I don't need to warn you of the repurcussions if you cry for help or try to run, do I?"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala, the Sorceress

As she breathed in that demonic breath, hot and a bit smokey she couldn't help but gasp. It made her body feel hot, and wet. She dropped to her knees, unable to control herself as her hands sought out her most private places, rubbing them through the fabric of the robes. "Ohh.. ohhhh.. yes.." Her lovely lashes fluttered as the pleasure raced through her, and it moments she came out of it. Looking dumbly up at the Succubus and nodding.She stood, feeling terribly embarrased that her body gave in like that, but she turned and moved to the door.

She sighed, opening it and stepping through. She kept her mouth shut, knowing the Succubus was right behind her, and she moved through the dank dungeon to an area that was obviously the torture chamber. Manacles, chains, whips, and other torturous devices were strewn about or hung on the walls and there were spots caked with old congealed blood. "You're... you're going to torture me, aren't you? This area is already making you stronger isn't it?" She shuddered, knowing the Succubus was feeding of the room's painful resonance.

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

Tatanya smiled as she watched the sorceress loose control of herself, but said nothing. Nothing needed to be said. She followed quietly as the woman led her to the torture chamber. Tatanya could feel it several steps before they reached the door, but as they stepped inside, she gasped in delight.

"My goodness! This place certainly is well-stocked. I approve..." She turned to face Yushala.

"This will do quite fine as our honeymoon suite, Yushala. You have done well. You will want to do well in the coming hours, in fact, for if you please me, you shall be rewarded. If you do not, you shall be punished. It's as simple as that. Before I begin to harvest innocence from the city above, I do indeed need to gather power. And what better place to do so than from my new wife?" She licked her lips.

"Your first task, wife, is to strip for me. Seduce me, tease me, and arouse me, and I shall be gentle at first. Fail me here, and our wedding bed shall be... less comfortable."

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala, the Sorceress

She gasped, her eyes widened but she knew she would either have to pleasure this Succubus or be tortured for her amusement. She looked down as she removed her robes, allowing the baggy wizardly garb to pool at her feet. Her body was magnificent, and deliciously pale in that milky, creamy, sort of pallor. Her young body pressed up against the Succubus' body, built to please, the eye and the other's body. She sighed, the flesh was warm compared to her own cold, clammy, body. And the contrast couldn't be more stark between her flesh, pale as moonlight, and a bronzed body, tanned in the most sinful of ways.

She leaned down, sighing as she cupped a breast, licking the soft nipple before beginning to suckle as a newborn would upon her mother's teat. Her eyes closed and she let her body, easily manipulated by the Succubus' almost palpable desire, take over. She then began to work her tongue over the other nipple before she dropped to her knees. She felt like a whore, her arms lazily wrapping around the dominatrix towering powerfully above her, as she pressed her face between those legs and licked that juicy cunt. She let out a lusty moan, enjoying the tangy sweet taste of her demonic juices and it caused her own womanhood to grow wet with debauched arousal.

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

Tatanya remained motionless as Yushala fondled and suckled at her body, allowing her to continue for several seconds before she spoke.

"That's enough, girl. Enough for a taste, at least. You're obviously willing to do what I ask, but you lack the skills to do so well. I assume you've been with a man before, but not with a woman? No matter. These skills can be taught."

Tatanya turned and strolled around the room, taking stock of the equipment and gear in the chamber. There were plenty of tools to choose from, all of which were in quite fine working order and well-cleaned. She lingered for a time next to the iron maiden, enjoying how the spikes in the coffin-shaped cage were positioned so heavilly over the vitals, with a corkscrew-shaped spike over the groin. She had to remind herself that she mustn't kill her new minion; that would never do.

When she came to the wooden and metal articulated rack, though, she whistled in aproval. This device, with its straps and buckles, could restrain a person and then be moved or shifted to put them in any one of a number of positions. The entire thing was mounted on a set of pulleys, chains, and swivels that gave the contraption as a whole amazing versatility.

"This will do, I think, as my easel. Come to me, Yushala, and lie down upon your bed," the succubus said, indicating the rack.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala

She shivered as she watched the Succubus linger on the Iron Maiden, and then this strange device with the straps and other devices. She gulped and nodded, moving over and laying down. It felt cold, but she new that it had been used many times for very despicable torture sessions with the Order's enemies. She looked up at her 'Bride' in fear, knowing that she would either find herself in bliss beyond her wildest dreams, or wish that she was dead before it was through.

The Succubus strapped her in, making sure she was securely in place, and couldn't get out. She closed her eyes as she took a deep breath, preparing herself to face either absolute wonder or absolute horror.

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

As she tightened the last of the leather straps around Yushala's body, Tatanya stepped back to admire her bound form. She was currently affixed to the rack in the shape of a cross, her arms out to either side and her legs pressed firmly together. Each leg was, of course, on a different armature, and could be spread apart with the turn of a single winch, but for now, Tatanya took pleasure in the pale skin laid out in the shape of a cross.

"So now, my bride, I must determine how best to wrench from you your pleasure and your loyalty to me," the succubus said as she walked around the rack and out of sight. She began to select tools and devices from the shelves, placing them on a large table behind the rack and out of sight of its prisoner. Tatanya wasn't sure which of these implements she'd need, but once she started working on the human woman, she didn't want to have to take the time to race off and find something crucial. As she prepared her table, she continued to speak.

"Some women are simple in their tastes. A cock to the cunt and a little bit of come and they'll come all night long. But others... others have more complex needs and desires. There are women who can only achieve bliss when they are in pain, when they are humiliated, when they are helpless. There are those who can only come when they're in charge. Others require even more exotic stimuli; vegetables, animals, machines... the list is endless. Fortunately for us, this room is well stocked indeed, and I think that we'll be able to figure out what makes you tick, Yushala. Unless... unless you already know? I figure that you've got some sort of strange kinks that your into. People who don't are hardly the type who would even think of trying to summon a succubus to their side in the first place, right?"

She stepped back into view, bringing with her a large wicker basket with a cloth thrown over the contents within. Whatever was inside jingled... metal on metal, as she set it down. Tatanya leaned in over Yushala's bound body, her deep red hair trickling down to tickle the sorceress' thigh, her hip, as the succubus inhaled the scent of her sex.

"So what do you say, Yushala? Is there anything in particular you'd like to have me do to you?"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala

She couldn't move, strapped in and having no choice but to watch the Succubus gather up tools. She looked down at her when she came close, sighing as she felt that soft, red, hair touch her skin. The question suprised her, and she licked her lips, letting out the words after a moment, "I want you to.. to.. fuck me.." She looked disgusted by it, her body needing the experience of release so badly in the presence of this succubus, "Lick me... and.. let me.. lick you.."

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

"So you want me inside your cunt, do you Yushala? And how shall I fuck you? With my fingers? You ask me to lick you; would you thus prefer I fuck you with my tongue? Yet I am confused, my bride. You ask for me to fuck you, yet you seem so distraught by the concept. Almost... almost as if the thought of me disgusts you?"

Tatanya walked around the bound sorceress, trailing one fingertip up her body from her hip, along her side, tracing the outer swell of her breast, until finally her fingertip rested against Yushala's nipple. As she began brushing her nipple, coaxing it to full hardness, she reached over to the table behind Yushala's head and selected a fine silver nipple chain, affixed at both ends with glittering rings set with rubies. She draped the chain over Yushala's breasts, fitting the rings at either end over her nipples. Barely visible to the eye were several tiny holes in the sides of these rings.

"Is it me? Does my appearance truely fill you with disgust? What about me would you have changed? I beg you, be honest. I want only to please you, my bride."

As she talked, Tatanya reached up and drew a tiny box of long, curved, silver needles. Needles fine enough to slide right through the holes in the rings that were seated firmly around Yushala's nipples.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala

"You.. you call me your bride," Yushala watched the Succubus with wide eyes as she went about getting ready to torture her, "But.. you are planning to torture me.. you'll break me and make me nothing more then a slave." She let out a scream as Tatyana put the first pin through, biting down on her own lower lip to stifle it. "Why are you doing this to-aghh, God!" She whailed as the Succubus put in another, then another, until there was a needle in every hole going through the nub of flesh.

Blood ran slowly down her breast in small drips, her body stiff as she tried not to move, every breath making the nipple hurt. It was then that the Succubus moved around to the other side. She teared up as the Succubus, without regard for the yells and muffled screams of pain peirced her other nipple with the rest of those needles. She was dripping with sweat, and the flesh of her breasts seemed to be even a bit paler, if that was possible.

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

Tatanya clucked her tongue as she threaded the last of the needles through the ring. She watched as a drop of blood ran slowly down the inside swell of Yushala's breast, then reached out and touched it, following its path back up to the tortured nipple before lifting her fingertip to her tongue. The blood was tangy and sweet, just as she had hoped.

"I'll break you and make you my slave, will I?" Tatanya asked. "Weren't you just asking, no, begging me to suck your cunt, Yushala? To fuck you? And certainly you've scraped your knee or cut your finger before. Do not those wounds heal? I suppose what I'm trying to express is my disapointment. I give you this beautiful piece of jewelry," as she said this, she hooked the nipple chain with her index finger and gave it a tug, sending new bolts of pain through the nipples at each end, "and all you have in response are accusations?"

She released the chain with another flick and then walked around to stand next to the woman's legs. She reached out and touched the thatch of pubic hair above Yushala's pussy, winding her finger around a set of hairs. "And what's this down here? All this hair! Like an animal? Are you an animal, Yushala? An animal fit only to serve as a mount, to be ridden to exhaustion and then left to die of malnourishment in some vermin infested stable? Or are you a beautiful, young, and desirable woman?" As she spoke, she pulled on the ropes affixed to the legs of the rack, causing Yushala's legs to spread wide. She stepped around her leg and came up to stand between them, facing her, as she took another object out of the basket.

A straight razor.

"So which are you, Yushala? Animal? Or Woman?"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala

She finally gave in, her eyes became a bit glassy and she laid back on the device. "Woman, my Mistress.." She let out the words as she closed her eyes, waiting for her torturer to remove the patch of hair above her womanhood. Her body still ached, but at least the bleeding had stopped. There was nothing she could do, every protest, every word she spoke seemed to only make the Succubus angrier, and she didn't want her Mistress to be angry at her anymore.

She was the Succubus' willing bitch, the pain and humiliation an easy combination to break her spirit. At least she would be a subservient bride now.

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

Tatanya smiled as Yushala gave in. "Now then. That wasn't so hard, was it my bride? And I'm glad you have realized you are a woman. I'd hate to have to do what needs to be done to an animal to one as beautiful as yourself."

She spun the straight razor between her lithe fingers, then dangerously quickly she began to shave the hair away from Yushala's pussy. Her strokes were fast and exact, and in less than a minute, Yushala's crotch was smooth. Tatanya leaned in and blew, causing tufts of dark pubic hair to scatter, and then ran a fingertip over the bald, tender expanse. She smiled when Yushala's pussy quivvered.

"There we are. Much better. Room now for my mark, don't you think?" She smiled as she reached back into that basket. This time, the succubus' hand came out with a set of tattooing needles and twovials of ink: one black and one red. Tatanya wasted no time, and with a speed even more dizzying than that she had displayed when shaving her new bride, she began to tattoo her personal rune into the flesh where her right leg and hip met, only an inch away from her tender sex.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala

Yushala whimpered as she was shaved clean, feeling that warm hand touch the flesh above her young pussy. It quivered and she sighed, "Please.. fuck me, Mistress.." She was ignored and watched for a moment, before wincing as the Succubus began to create the mark. She knew when it was finished she would truely be the Succubus', her mark holding great power over her. Already she could feel it growing as the mark neared completion.

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

Tatanya ignored Yushala's begging for now, concentrating on the work. She moved quickly, but it still took her several minutes to complete the tattoo. As she finished, she wiped her hand over the bloody patch, channeling a tiny burst of infernal energies into Yushala's skin to clean away the blood and heal her flesh. Tatanya did this not out of any compassion for her bride, of course, but simply so she could admire her work. The rune was complex, a coiling spiral of thorny rose vines twisted around a pair of smirking, ruby-red lips. Tatanya planted a kiss on those lips, then stood.

"Now, what was it you were begging for, my bride? Ah yes... you were crying out to be fucked. Should I fuck you? Have you done anything to earn the right to be fucked by me? Hmmmm... I think not." She reached into her picnic basket of tricks and pulled out a small set of silver and gold spheres wiht tiny hooks protruding from one side. Tatanya began humming a lullaby to herself as she fixed three of these metal weights to the nipple chain stretched between Yushala's breasts, placing the two lighter silver ones a few links away from her nipples and the heavier gold one at the midpoint along the chain. Still humming, Tatanya took hold of one of the racks gears and spun it. With a sudden creaking sound, the entire device swung upward and then inverted. In the space of two heartbeats, Yushala was hanging upside down over the ground, her face looking down at the floor and the now weighted chain swinging below her, pendulously, each swing tugging at the needles threaded through her nipples. Tatanya ignored her cries of shock and pain and pulled a string of silver anal beads from her basket. There were seven in all, the smallest a half inch in diameter and the largest just over an inch, and she made sure Yushala saw them before she rubbed the smallest one over the tender and upturned pucker of her anus.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala

She did her best to stay still, letting out groans of horrible pain as those chains pulled on her nipples. She hated this all, it was terrible and the succubus was a true demon of hell, she was a monster and she would never bring her the pleasure she so longed for. This was her hell, and her lips trembled before she let out a scream. The scream escaped her as she felt the Succubus began to work those beads into her rear, her virgin rear was being invaded and it caused her body to move, which, obviously, made those chains move.

She began to cry, those chains threatening to tear the flesh of her nipples right off and it took all her will to stay still, her body trembling under the terrible tortures of the Succubus. She knew she would go insane before it was over, all of this horrible torture was too much for her. She would be broken in mind and body, and would suffer for all eternity for her mistake, scarred and filled with need that would never be answered.

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

Tatanya grinned as she fitted the beads into Yushala's tight hole. The tenor of her gorans of pain and the sound of her cries were nectar, and Tatanya recognized their pitch from the many times before she had done these things to a mortal. Yushala was nearing the breaking point. The succubus would bring her to the very edge, and then bring the sorceress nearly to climax. She would hold her there while she tortured her a little more, and then as her will broke, she would orgasm. From that point, she would forever associate lust with pain, love with hate, and would do anything for the chance to be with her mistress again.

Tatanya reached into the covered basket and felt for her next tool as the last bead slid into Yushala's ass. As she did, she asked a few questions.

"So, my bride; tell me. Are you in pain? Are you humiliated? How do you feel about me now? What do you want to do to me. And no lies... I can smell your lies."

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala

As that last bead entered her, her eyes widened and glazed over. She arched her back as her cheeks blushed and her breath grew hot. She let out a heavy moan and that was it. She had achieved orgasm, and as her body felt wonderful her mind and will were shattered. She was breathing heavily, every rise and fall of her chest bringing more intoxicating pain coursing through her.

She looked over at the Succubus, her words choking out, "Yes, it hurts.. so.. good. Yes.. I am.. and.. all I want.. is to make you feel wonderful, Mistress." There was no lies within her words, she was utterly broken, a complete whore who would respond to pleasure or pain.

 

[Pywakit]

Tatanya

Tatanya smiled at the sound of submission in Yushala's voice. So tender, so sweet. Almost as if she actually meant it. The succubus felt her bride's body convulse with an orgasm, then stepped around to stand in front of her.

"So if all you want is to make me feel wonderful, Yushala... why did you just come? Are you really that selfish still? To allow yourself the bliss of sexual release when you know I've yet to have my own?" She kneeled down next to Yushala's face and whispered.

"If you come once more before I give you permission... it will be your last. Do you believe me? Good. Now. About making me feel wonderful. How do you suppose you can do that, my love?" As she waited for Yushala to reply, she carressed the wick of the large black candle she had just retrieved from her basket, and with a flash, her touch ignited it with a small flickering flame.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Yushala

She shivered for a long moment, her body full of pleasure until her climax ended. She looked down in shame at the Succubus' words, tears welling up in her eyes before she began to cry. "Forgive me, Mistress.. I am unworthy of giving you pleasure. I am a selfish whore, please punish me for my behaviour."