[2019-08-10 22:39] *[user]Cashte[/user] lets his weapon to the ground and nods in agreement. "So, a wager it is, then?" he questions in a low and metallic voice. The torchlight of Drenania's lair reflects well off his well-polished armor, well outlining the bulky frame of Cashte's form. "If I win, you become my slave. If you win, I am your servant. Simple enough for you, demon?" he asks. The posture of his body stands far more assertive and threatening than the subtly playful tone in his voice.

[2019-08-10 22:48] *[user]Drenania[/user] floated idly in the air, staring down at him, a distrustful puzzled look on her face. She was dressed in the garb you'd expect of a typical succubus, skimpy black latex lingerie wrapped around her curves along with various golden ornate designs, marking the fact that she wasn't just a petty lesser demon. The metal automaton that welcomed himself into her lair made her curious, even more curious to how he got the pride to have the audacity to try and make a deal with her, in her domain. She could probably kill him right now, but she wasn't one to turn down a fight. After all, it was more fun to toy with your prey instead of just devouring it outright. "Fine." She spoke with a soft voice, floating down towards him, landing on the ground in front of him. "You've got some nerve to even make that offer, it's intriguing." Tauntingly spreading her arms, she stared at him, a smug smile on her face. "Whenever you're ready."

[2019-08-10 22:52] *[user]Cashte[/user] crosses his arms and shakes his head gently with a few 'tsk's. "I've no fear of demons, nor your affects on me. I'd just hate to cut open a girl with a pretty face, succubus or not." he laughs. Then, upon inspecting her gesture, lets out a huff. "I couldn't. It's only honorable to allow the one who accepted the challenge the first blow. I'd like to see you try and dent my will." he taunts in return, peering down at the demon which was, only moments ago, floating intimidatingly above him.

[2019-08-10 22:59] *[user]Drenania[/user] grinned at him, moving her arms to place one on her hip, letting the other dangle freely. Listening to his words she couldn't help but giggle to herself, her eyes scanning him up and down. "And I have no fear of a sentient can. You're going to have to forget your honor if you want to fight me. I am a succubus, after all. It doesn't take a genius to predict how this will turn out," She paused, glancing at his crotch area for a moment. "If it's even.. possible. I can only imagine how much of a disappointment that must be for your partners." She said with a smile, her ruby eyes returning to his head. "I don't think you'll have to worry about cutting me open. Try me."

[2019-08-10 23:03] *[user]Cashte[/user] tilts his head, a bit of frustration in his voice. "Oh?". Her words must've struck a cord with him. "Trust me, it's possible, and my signs of arousal usually show up by now. I've got a bit more mental endurance than your typical fling. How do you expect me to get horny looking at some boring demon like yourself? If you think people get off just by looking at you, you're mistaken."

[2019-08-10 23:10] *[user]Drenania[/user] blinked at him, pausing for a moment, her face shocked. Her body was quite voluptuous as far as human standards went, the lingerie squeezing on her round perky breasts, her bubbly ass poorly covered by tight panties. Her legs were squeezed tightly in latex stockings, her thighs almost seeming to spill out. For most, seeing her was enough to make you question if your soul really was that important. She hadn't gotten that response before. "Wow, um, ouch. That stung more than your sword probably would have." She said blankly, before her face twisted to her usual grin. "It's alright though, performance issues are common in males. I'm sure I could ask your partners all about how good you are at getting it up. I'd imagine it'd be difficult without having blood in the first place." She said with a shrug. "Oh well, guess I'm not missing out on much, huh?"

[2019-08-10 23:15] *[user]Cashte[/user] laughs "I'm just not that vulnerable right now, I suppose. Perhaps I spoiled my appetite on my pets before I left home today. Your kind are no more than sex toys to me, and I have the servants to show it. Where are all of yours? Ate them all, didn't you? As to be expected from a bulbous glutton as yourself. Maybe you'd even be hungry enough to kill me, being as ravenous as you are~" he taunts again. Cashte, at this point, seems to reveal a bit of a glowing rune emanating from his crotch, and, while faint, it's presence is obvious for those who have a natural sense for the arcane.

[2019-08-10 23:24] *[user]Drenania[/user] felt a little red in the face, blushing a bit. So what if she ate all her servants? She didn't need them anyway. "I don't even know what your kind is to make some witty comment about it. Like, what the fuck even are you?" She said, tilting her head in confusion. 'Good grief, I thought this was a fantasy.' She thought to herself, before floating over to him. She flicked him with her finger, moving around him. "I'm surprised who even made you bothered to make a sex drive. Sex toys? That's cold. At least I acknowledge my prey as sentient sex toys." She floated back to where she was standing originally, lazily laying down in the air upside-down, looking at him. "Yo, let me know how free will feels. Wait."

[2019-08-10 23:32] *[user]Cashte[/user] now lets out a guffaw of laughter. "Free will? I have more free will in my little finger than you have in your whole body. Regardless of whatever little demon hierarchy you're in, you'll never be free. You have but one reliance, and that is the desire to eat. If you don't eat, you die. I can't imagine a more submissive thing than to need something from another person. In fact, I bet you hunger, even now. I came to hunt you because that is what I desire, not what I need. And you know what you need? Cum. You try to write it off as 'feeding' but everyone knows all succubi are just hopeless cum-slurping sex addicts. At least vampires don't need to degrade themselves for a bite to eat.". Cashte was getting viscous now. Every taunt Drenania seemed to toss at him seemed to bounce right off, only causing his ego, and, quite slightly, his arousal to grow. "You might not want me to cum inside you, but you need it. And if not me, then someone else. You want cum and sex so bad, it's laughable. I bet you fancy the thought. Being plowed and fucked full of cum until your hunger [b]and[/b] libido is sated? What a miserable slut I bet you are~" he domineeringly coos, that rune on his pelvis now becoming evermore apparent, shining and rotating with an orange glow.

[2019-08-10 23:44] *[user]Drenania[/user] smiled at him, a wicked malice filled smile, her eyes quickly checking on the progress of his crotch. "You spend your days choking out little girls and females. How honorable, man do I wish to have that life." She said giggling. "What a surprise!" Her hands moved mockingly to her cheeks, "The demoness of lust is a cum-loving slut, who would have guessed?" Rolling over, she layed on her stomach, supporting her head now with her arm, her legs dangling upwards. "I need the vitality of a living being to live. I could very easily just rip a man to shreds and feed myself that way, but instead I chose to do it via pumping myself full of cum. Do you know why?" Her eyes glittered at him. "Because it's fun. Males of any creature, even you, if you are a male, can lie to themselves all they want, sitting on a high horse of nobility or obligations. But they can't lie to me. I feed on your primal instinct, your innate drive to fuck something and spread your tasty seed. I've killed kings inbetween my legs, and prideful adventurers in my mouth. I just love seeing all that personality slip away, until they want to do nothing more but fuck me cross-eyed. That's the drive that makes my libido go crazy. It's a lot more fun for you to kill yourself than have me do it." She flipped off her stomach, gripping her soft breasts, kneading them together on her chest. "Sure, I'm a miserable little slut. But all you are is a bolt-brained mutt who wants to do nothing else but hump. You call that free will?" She said with a laugh, letting go of her tits.

[2019-08-10 23:55] *[user]Cashte[/user] stops for a moment, his hands and posture dropping for a second, even the orange flares of magic around his body going dim, along with his rune outright disappearing. "How dare you bring that up you miserable witch." he states quite coldly, his heavy footfalls starting towards her before he reaches out and attempts to snag one of her demonic horns in his grasp. Upon successfully grabbing one, he nearly throws the floating demon to the tough stone floor, forcing her to the ground upon her back and grabbing the second one with his other hand as he mounts the girl, sitting on her chest with a bulky, cold leg on either side of her. Now, with his hands gripping her horns, he holds her head to the floor and leans in close, angrily speaking in a hushed tone. "I don't need sex. I was quite fine before someone put this forsaken curse on me. But if you want to play, we can play. I've got more soul than your endless meat hallway can handle, so how about I fuck you to death?" he says. While in his anger he made quite bold claims, but Cashte didn't quite know if there was any limit to the power a succubus could absorb. He's seen liches and wizards go mad and destroy themselves with magic, so why would this be any different? As Cashte sat on the demon, he gazed down at the woman's form. She certainly was curvaceous, and definitely had a pair of breasts on her, but to comment on that would undo the reputation his built up so far. All he could do now was muster all he could to put this demon slut in her place.

[2019-08-11 00:07] *[user]Drenania[/user] eyed him curiously as he approached, sticking her tongue out, before her smug smile was wiped off her face with the grip on her horn. Being thrown to the ground, she let out a sharp gasp of pain, staring up at the metal man ontop of her. She listened to him speak, before tears began to flow from her eyes, dripping down her face. "Pl-Please don't kill me, I don't want to die!" She said with a gulp her face twisted into a look of pure fear, "J-Just be gen-gentle.." Her final words trailed off into a wicked cackle, the tears on her face vaporizing into a glowing red mist. "I'm sure you've heard something like that dozens of times, you monster. By the way you've mounted me I can tell this isn't your first time throwing a little girl to the ground." She spat back at him, venom in her words. "You really are as stupid as a block of steel. You wanna try and fuck me to death?" Her eyes narrowed at him, her lips bending to a smile. "That's what I wanted in the first place. Prove just how superior you are by fucking my face until I can't breathe, just like a good little mutt would. I'll even open wide for you." She did, spreading her cocksucking lips apart to open her mouth with a taunting soft "Ahhh..~" Saliva dripped down from the roof of her mouth, her warm almost flowery smelling breath apparent.

[2019-08-11 00:17] *[user]Cashte[/user]'s magic rings now burned nearly white with energy, a frustrated huff escaping him as he released his hands from the woman's horns. Before she could open her eyes in confusion, Cashte made a point of pushing his hand up against her mouth, his middle and ring finger pointed perpendicular from his gauntlet and slipping right into Drenania's mouth. With full force, he pushes his hand into her face, her head coming back down to the ground as those large, cold, fingers shoved themselves right down her throat, thrashing and grinding about on the bottom wall of her throat hole. The other hand went down to the woman's breasts, doing their best to find a hold on the woman's clothing so that they could be torn from her body, letting her huge breasts free of their confines and bobble around on her chest as Cashte keeps her pinned. "You'll have to wait a second." he growls, "Your sluttish body doesn't really meet my standards.". Now his free hand goes to groping, molesting, and roughly playing with her swollen chest, the other hand still mercilessly assaulting her throat, not letting up for even a moment. Sure enough, that hazy rune began to appear again, now burning a very pale shade of orange.

[2019-08-11 00:27] *[user]Drenania[/user] widened her eyes, angrily staring down at the thing ontop of her, pushing it's cold metallic fingers into her mouth. "Glnhk!" She choked out, her hands moving to wrap weakly around his arm, not really able to get a good grip due to it being made out of, well, metal. She jerked her head around violently, trying to struggle him free but doing little more than making his fingers push up against her throat. She would have probably thrown up if she was a normal human by now, but for a succubus without a gag-reflex, it just wasn't a pleasant experience. She felt her round breasts get ripped free from their covers, the harsh grip on them shooting her full of a mixture of masochistic pleasure and pain, her face covered in a deep red crimson. It was kinda turning her on, even if she was struggling to cope with his fingers prodding around inside her. She tried to talk, but it came out as nothing more than inaudible muffled protests, mixed with the sounds of her throat.

[2019-08-11 00:40] *[user]Cashte[/user] didn’t typically like to abuse his partners, but for someone who seemed to desire an angry partner so badly, he gleefully made an exception. Cashte was turned on by the sounds of struggle the demoness made, the sound of sloppy saliva welling up in the back of her throat while those rough, metal fingers tortured her throat. It was made even better by the merciless and aggressive abuse of her breasts, his hand pulling, twisting, flicking and otherwise raping her tits. “You’re gonna need a diet once I’m done with you.” He barks, the rune on his pelvis lighting up with fury as it soon blossomed into abc amorphous white blob. Over the course of a second, the arcane form took shape, becoming more and more recognizable as a male sex organ. A quite large one at that. And once completed, it put itself on brazen display, a meaty two foot long cock hovering over Drenania’s body and stemming from Cashte’s. Its arcane nature lit up the woman’s senses, practically lighting her nostrils on fire with the magical energy it emitted. The very energy she could feed from now embodied in a condensed physical form, put easily on display so close to her body.

[2019-08-11 00:53] *[user]Drenania[/user] her normally snow white breasts turned a hardened pink from his abuse, her soft nipples hardened and perked up, standing up from her tits. It hurt, every little motion sending searing hot pain through her chest, but the succubus craved punishment. She could feel her demonic folds start to dampen from her pain, her entire body getting a little more excited. Her eyes glanced down at the lightshow that was happening on his crotch, her eyes narrowing in anticipation as she watched it form into the all too familiar shape she's quite fond of, the shape of it filling her more with lust. Sure, she was pinned down, fingers playing with her throat and a hand roughly violating her tits, but she was in still in control, right? After all, she was a succubus, she was pretty much made for sex. The only thing that cock is good for would be to feed her a meal of robot vitality. She pondered for a moment on if robots had souls, and if she could even suck it out of him, but ultimately decided it wasn't the best time for metaphysical conundrums. There were more important things to think about, like dick.

[2019-08-11 01:04] *[user]Cashte[/user] finally pulled his fingers from the tight, vicing confines of her throat, several lines of sloppy drool oozing from them as he pulls them away. Then, to further the disrespect, he gives a flick of the same hand, letting the strings of spit sling themselves over Drenania’s blushing face. The hand abusing her breasts soon stopped, only to reach up and snag the woman’s horn again, pulling her head forward a bit. Now, Cashte climbed a bit higher, instead of sitting directly on her chest, he was now straddling her, his knees planted in either side of the woman. That hefty glowing cock hovering mere inches from her. Casually, and through no effort at all, it seemed to already ooze with pre-cum. The slick, clear liquid, despite its reduced potency in comparison to pure semen, smelled terrifically masculine, the oozing pre-seed dripping off the twitching length and down onto the demon’s upper chest. He sits patiently, waiting for Drenania to take in a breath, and perhaps sputter out a threat.