Liz, after years of research, finally found a way to summon the succubus she had read so many stories about…and now it was finally time.
With the final words of the incantation spoken, a glowing red haze filled the room. A large form appeared before her.
A towering demon with smooth and soft, grey skin; wings that could strike fear into her enemies; voluptuous tits with nipples protruding long through the cold jewelry she wore over them; and a long, thick, cock, covered in a mail, swinging between her thighs.
I couldn’t take my eyes off it…
“What is it that you request of me, Human?”
I couldn’t speak. My body began to move on instinct and fell to its knees.
“Oh?” The succubus spoke.
My eyes, glued to the beast’s member, glazed over. My mind was hazy with what I now recognize as lust and a need to worship. I crawled my way between the beast’s thighs.
With a lick of her lips and an unlatching of her mail, she grinned.
“My…I don’t think you need to tell me, Human…”
Her cock throbbed in my face.
“…I think to worship…is the only thing you desire.”
My hands raised to feel my owner’s thighs. I just want to worship.
“Go on slave…” She said with a sly tone.
“…Worship me.”