Corruption of Champions Secretarial Succubus Bad End (Demon)

Advancing slowly, the succubus gives you a hungry look. She extends a hand, allowing her fingers to lengthen into razor-sharp claws. With a single expert slash, she cuts away everything holding together your black leather armor surrounded by voluminous robes. They fall into a discarded pile, already forgotten as your distended, canine cock pulsates, straining for just a touch of the succubus' hand. She paces around you, giggling and toying with you as your pointed prick seems to follow her, twitching and thickening anytime she takes a step closer.

She reaches out, cupping the underside of the shaft, slowly stroking your most sensitive places while she stops the bimbo-like voice and teases, “Awww, so hard and ready. It looks to me like you’re already a slave to your desires. You’re twitching and dripping, just from the soft touches of your enemy’s fingers. Are you truly so in need of release as to willingly offer it to me? No, don’t answer, your distended, canine cock already has.”

You glance down, seeing just how hard her words have made you. You squirm your well-formed thighss pathetically, trying to hump her hand and increase the stimulation. The succubus immediately releases you and draws back, shedding her secretary’s clothes like a snake sheds its skin. Now clad only in a tight leather corset and thigh-high stockings with garters, the succubus tosses you onto a table, surprising you with her raw strength. Seemingly from nowhere, she produces a whip, winding it tightly around your pair of balls and the base of your knotted dog-cock.

“There, that’ll make sure you feel every squeeze and caress of my velvet walls, and keep you from getting off until you’re ready,” says the succubus as she climbs the table and straddles your eager form.

She lifts herself up with her shapely legs and spreads her thighs, proudly revealing her puffy pierced folds. They drip with demonic nectar as she wiggles over you, spattering you with demon-honey. Slowly, nearly imperceptibly, she swivels the lewd opening closer and closer, and your cock, as if possessed, angles itself upwards towards the juicy target. The grinning succubus looks over her shoulder and asks, “Ready are we? Ok, I won’t keep you waiting.”

Marvelous heat and wetness sweeps over you in a fluid motion, wrapping your giant, knotty dog-shaft tightly. You sigh happily, already lost in the feeling of having a succubus' tight walls wriggling around you. Were you not already so corrupt, you would probably be coming already, but as it is, you can lie there and enjoy it, reveling in the sensations your unholy lover is spreading through your body. You shiver, finally approaching your climax, but as it nears you find yourself denied by the whip binding your arm-like, dog-shaped dong. It isn’t just the physical tightness either – something else about it keeps your release buried deep, inaccessible.

“Have you hit it yet?” the succubus asks as she rocks on top of you, “I’ve placed a block inside you. Don’t worry, it’s temporary, it’ll only stop you from orgasming for a few days...”

You moan pitifully, begging for her to remove it and allow you to cum.

“Oh I can’t remove it,” she says, “The only way you’ll be rid of it with any sort of certainty is to melt through it with something stronger. Something, like, I don’t know, the focused remains of your soul and humanity. Now you think on that while I melt away any doubts you might have.”

She resumes fucking you, driving you insane with need, all the while fiddling with her clit and pulling up a nipple to lick. It feels so good, but you NEED to cum. She fucks you like that for hours, until the table collapses under the pair of you and dumps you both on the floor. More than anything you crave release, and over time you cave in further and further to the need. In time, you can feel the block weakening, melting, and eroding. Your life has been distilled down into this one moment, this one desire, this need for release. The block shatters, melting away under the force of your need.

A look of shock and pleasure spreads over the succubus’s face as you release into her hot snatch, cumming with a force unlike anything you’ve felt before. Her walls squeeze and caress in time with your orgasm, milking you of every drop. Your body clenches and squeezes, shuddering as the orgasm continues for far longer than normal. Though you don’t feel like you’re pushing out as much fluid as normal, somehow it feels even better, like a slow drip of pleasure and release. When at last your wide, canine member empties, you feel drained and strangely energized at the same time.

The slutty succubus stands up, her puffy vulva coated in a shining pink fluid. Did that just come out of you? She grunts, her eyes glowing for a moment as the pink goop disappears into her skin, vanishing entirely.

“Ahhhhh,” she sighs, “nothing like fresh Lethicite. Mmmm your’s was potent!”

You stand up, dissatisfied at the sudden lack of sensation you’re forced to endure. The gloating demoness looks rather pleased with herself, and brimming with newfound power. You resolve to gather some yourself at the next opportunity... But first you know a certain demoness you intend to wrap around your new demon-cock for a few more orgasms.