Ever After 7: Succubus

Luka's heart pounded. He had just woken up, which meant his body was flooded with adrenaline, terror singing in his bones. He bolted upright. He was naked, as was usual. He'd been here in the village for a month. Every time he woke up, he was naked, sticky, and being stalked. He looked around quickly. There were no signs of the girls around him. Maybe they'd not expected him to wake up as quickly as he did. He scrambled up to his feet, and looked around. He was in the Maccubus' house. She must have been the one who'd dragged him here. He quickly made his way to the door, peeking out.

 

A month of being drained. His power, drained away by the hungry succubi. Being used as another piece of male cattle for all of them. A communal piece of property, to be drained by any woman who wanted to get a taste of the legendary hero. He'd heard that even some non-Succubus monsters had wanted to be given a place here. All at the cost of him being used as a living dispenser for food. The succubi were cold to him, treating him like nothing more than a convenient meal. Nothing that he could do, but try to escape for a few hours. He was weakened, maybe permanently. He looked around the street. There were a couple of succubi coming down the street. They could smell him, he know. He didn't have the spirits help- They'd abandoned him after he'd been weakened and devoured. He couldn't hear the voice of the wind, or feel the breath of the earth. He looked around, panicked. Then he saw the potatoes.

 

The potatoes had been left out a bit too long. Becoming rotten. He sliced one open with the fruit knife the succubus had left on her kitchen table, and rubbed it over himself, before climbing into the pantry. He hid among the potatoes, holding his breath. God, he hated the smell of the root vegetables. He watched through a crack in the pantry, his eyes narrowed, as the two Succubi entered the room. "Luka?" one of them called. "Lukaaaa! It's feast time! The feast wouldn't be the same without you~" She called cheerfully.

 

"You don't think he escaped, do you?" The other girl whispered, her eyes going wide. "If he's escaped, then we're screwed! Lilith and Lilim will be so pissed if we let the Hero escape! You know how they feel about Heinrich! And if he's away for too long, he'll get strong again!"

 

"Shush!" Luka's eyes widened. Becoming strong again. He could still remember how it had felt to be pinned down. To have his vast strength cracked open, and devoured by the succubi. Stolen from him. He had thought it was gone forever. They'd certainly acted as though it was, mocking him for his weakness. But... "I'm sure he's still here. Luka! Luuukaaaa! Do you want to fuck me~? My pussy's really aching to have some sex with the hero~ Come on, let me reward you!" Luka's stomach twisted. The memory of what it felt like to be drained flowed through him. It was easy to fall in love with that kind of pleasure. To be overwhelmed, addicted. His hand was already halfway to the door of the pantry, ready to push it open, when he caught it and forced it back down. "Ah, god damn it! Maccubus really fucked up! We'd better get everyone together! We need to catch him before he escapes!"

 

Luka watched as the two of them ran out. He slipped out of the pantry, stepping out, naked, into the streets. He let his eyes run across the street, looking for somewhere to hide. His senses were dulled, compared to the strength he'd had when he was at his peak. He was in the center of town; If he could make it out to the outskirts, and make it past any sentries they had... He had a chance. He could be a hero again.

 

He moved smoothly through the streets, sneaking as best as he could into a large townhouse. It had been owned by some wealthy merchant or another, before the town had become the property of the Succubi. Now, it was abandoned, and falling into slow disrepair. He swallowed hard, stepping through the bottom floor. He could hear the sound of squealing bedsprings from above. Some other unfortunate man, being drained dry. Most of the men here were happy migrants, eager to enjoy the pleasures of succubi in exchange for losing all of their freedom and dignity. He'd never met another one like himself. He had no idea why he was the one person kept in the town against his will. He was going to raise hell when he was free, though.

 

"Mmmm, let me go get you some water, darling pet. Then we can continue." Luka froze, and pressed himself up against a wall, as he heard footsteps from above. The Succubus Witch walked down the stairs, dressed in her robes. She yawned cheerfully, as she walked past Luka, apparently too focused on whoever was upstairs to take note of Luka, in the shadows. He waited until she was facing away from him, and slipped around. He could hear her walking back up to her lover. "Once you're finished, I'm heading to the feast, pet!" She called up the stairs, giggling softly as she went. Luka swallowed hard.  

 

He slowly slid out of the back door, and into an alleyway. He looked up, and saw an open second story window. He moved a barrel, struggling with the empty wooden shell. He hated being so weak. He couldn't stand the helplessness. He felt a little bitter spike of anger at the Succubi for taking away the one thing that had given him some kind of purpose. That had given him meaning. He leapt up to the second floor window, and pulled himself up further. He might be weak, but he was skinny, too. He managed to pull himself onto the wood-panelled roof, panting as he took the opportunity to study the surroundings. And then, he nearly leapt off and to his death when Alma Elma landed in front of him. "Luka!"

 

He stared up at her. He had never felt so happy to see the Succubus. He threw himself, still naked, into her arms, squeezing her around the waist. "Alma! Oh my god, I thought I'd never see you again!" He sniffed a bit, burying his face against her chest, squeezing her tight. She was marshmallow soft, and her smooth skin made him feel worlds better. "I finally figured it out. I just need to escape from them! Oh, god, I'm so glad to see you!" He looked up at her, and into her warm, soft features. "You're not going to take me back to them, are you? You're here to save me, right? I thought the Heavenly Knights would come looking for me weeks ago, but-"

 

"We didn't know where you were, Luka!" Alma Elma hugged him back, her arms wrapping around him. He let out a soft sigh, his whole body relaxing in her grasp. He'd finally get to see Alice again. He could tell her how he felt about her. He could settle down with her, have kids. He'd be able to be the hero again. Not just some worthless piece of male livestock. Not just another trophy for the succubi to keep imprisoned. "Come on. I know a bunch of people who have been missing you really badly... They're going to be so happy to see you! They were all worried sick." She kissed the crown of his head, her hand stroking his back gently. She stepped back, and began drawing a magical circle in the air. He felt the relief surging through him. He missed them all so much. Granberia. Tamamo. Erubetie. He'd see them soon. He closed his eyes, smiling. There was a pop, and a smell of ozone that filled the air. He opened his eyes.

 

The succubus village was gathered around him. Lencubus forced him down, laughing, as she pinned him easily under her. "Alma-" He said, his eyes widening with horror.

 

"Of course we knew about you being here, Luka. You were being tested. Of course, you failed... Silly Luka-boy. You disappointed the Monster Lord. She never wants to see you again. After all, you could have known what was happening when you went to a Succubus' feast... I'm sorry to tease you, Luka. But you were quite cute, looking so hopeful... But this is the only thing that can be done with a hero after we're done. After all, it would be dangerous to have such a powerful human running around, causing conflict, now that the world is finally starting to accept monster girls." Alma Elma smiled, her eyes sad. "I'm sorry that this is the way it had to end for you, Luka. You can't be allowed to escape now. I guess they're going to have to break your mind."

 

"Alma, please! Please, ask Alice to forgive me, I- Mmrh!" Luka's pleas were cut off by the tongue of the Succubus mayor, as she forced her lips against his. Luka struggled, as the Lencubus pulled his pants down, mounting him hungrily, beginning to drain his energy out in thick gouts, forcing him deep inside of her.

 

"Good job, Alma Elma." Luka had just enough awareness left to hear as Lilith and Lilim appeared. Lilim was smiling. "You have helped us to finally achieve our vengeance on the bloodline of the accursed Heinrich... We will, of course, make sure that our erstwhile hero here does not breed. It was a blessing in disguise that he was there to help us stop Ilias for good, but having a demigod among the kine would be a terrible idea. Imagine if we had to worry about some crusader becoming angry about our feeding habits." Lilim laughed softly, as Lilith nodded.

 

"Yes... You have made up for your carelessness towards your own people. You truly are a worthy Queen Succubus, Alma Elma." The two of them bowed together, smiling, as Alma Elma looked over her shoulder at Luka. There was a slightly sad expression on her face, he thought, as she met his eyes.

 

"Thank you, Lilith, Lilim. It means more than you could imagine to hear that." She walked over to him, and crouched down, stroking his hair. "Don't worry, Luka-boy. We'll take good care of the world with you here." And then, she was gone, leaving him beneath the Lencubus.

 

The succubi descended on him. Warm tongues ran over his skin, slurping and kissing at him sweetly. Hands pinched and grabbed and fondled, as they descended on him en masse. Before, they had had their way with him one or two at a time. It was too intense, but he was able to keep sane. Now, however, the women of the village descended on him like a horde. Every inch of skin was being assaulted, energy drained out of him from all sides. He could feel his mind beginning to warp and twist under them. Lilith and Lilim crouched down over him, giggling as he was pinned beneath the warm, writhing bodies.

 

"Ah, hero... How does it feel? Knowing that this is your reward, for being a true hero of the world?" Lilith smiled sweetly. "Now, we were careful with you before, because we wanted to leave you with enough sanity so that you could understand the pleasure you were being given. But now, well, it would simply be too dangerous. You can blame sweet little Suzanne for that." They looked over at the succubus who had given Luka a brief chance at freedom. "Say goodbye to your sanity, little hero." And they descended, lips meeting him, hungrily kissing and licking at him. He closed his eyes, shivering and shuddering. Mouths kissed and licked at him, teasing across his skin, as the hungry succubi ate away at the power inside of him, and then worked on his sanity. Soon, he could feel his mouth opening, his tongue hanging out, his eyes going glazed. And slowly, they broke his mind.

 

And that was the end of the Hero, Luka.