How I ended up prisoner to a succubus [NC][Fantasy][Blowjob][Creampie]
I’m not sure how I’ll escape this. There’s the locked door, the shackles around my ankles, and the fact that I’m not even sure where I am. I’ve dealt with worse before. I’m a Warrior after all, my strength is my greatest weapon. No, more than the room I’m in, she’s the problem. Let me start at the beginning.
This was just supposed to be a quick afternoon treasure hunt. I heard about the dungeon from a merchant in a nearby town. Lots of treasure guarded by low-level monsters. It wasn’t on any maps, which is why it hadn’t been looted already. And he was right, the gold and magical items I found were worth far more than the effort of slaying a few kobolds. I wish I had turned back after the first floor.
The second floor started with a wide open room, almost entirely dark, except for a torch in the corner. A few snarling kobolds greeted me, but I dealt with them quickly. As I looted the chests, I noticed a faint whimpering sound from a dark corner. I raised the torch, and light fell on a huddled mass. I cautiously stepped closer, and hands shot up out of the mass, as if preparing to defend from blows. Expecting another kobold, I was surprised to see the shape of a woman. She was wearing nothing more than a frayed sack. She whimpered again as I stepped closer. As the torchlight shone on her, I could see the curve of her breasts through holes in the sack. Her skin had a reddish tint, but I was sure the torchlight was playing tricks.
“Don’t worry,” I spoke calmly. “I won’t hurt you.” She looked up, our eyes met. My jaw dropped. She was exceptionally beautiful, even in her frayed sack, didn’t hide much of the curves underneath. I felt a pulse of desire between my legs, which I tried to ignore. “Are you alright?” I asked, extending a hand.
She looked up cautiously. “…Yes,” she sniffled. “I thought you were one of the kobolds.” She took my hand and shifted to her knees, but didn’t stand up. The contact with her skin sent another pulse of desire through me, stronger than the last. “You saved me.” I tried to hold my composure, but as she shifted I caught a glimpse of her nipple through the sack, and my desire gave way to arousal. “Those kobolds have kept me down here, I didn’t know what to do.” Her voice was a perfectly tuned instrument — it made smooth music. I was stunned into silence, just waiting to hear it again. Still on her knees, she looked up at me “Isn’t there anything I can do…” her eyes flicked to the growing bulge between my legs “…to repay you?” She licked her lips and smiled.
My cock throbbed with anticipation. Something felt wrong, but I didn’t know what. I had a gut feeling that I was in danger, that I should turn and run. But then her scent wafted up to me, and my chest heaved with arousal. My hands unlatched my belt, and before I could give it a second thought, my pants were around my ankles, my hard cock inches from her face. She looked up with delight. “Ohhh, you look delicious,” she moaned. “And I’ve been so hungry…” her voice trailed off.
Again, my gut told me to run, but she started fondling my balls with her impossibly soft fingertips, and I could feel her breath on my tip. She gave it a lick. My whole body tensed, squeezing pre-cum onto her tongue. She moaned with pleasure, and my hips thrust toward her, desperate for more contact. She took me into her mouth, slowly and steadily, until her lips hit the base. She looked up at me, mouth and throat full of my cock, salivating all over it. She held eye contact while she withdrew, and while she took it all again.
I’d never felt anything like it. She deepthroated me repeatedly, effortlessly. It felt like her tongue was wrapped tight around my shaft, lubricating and squeezing, teasing and stroking. I felt pressure building already, my muscles tensing as my body prepared to shoot my load down her throat. My breathing became ragged, and she sped up, sensing that I was approaching the edge. I felt myself cross the threshold, and the rush that comes just before the explosion of pleasure. She took me so deep she was licking my balls when I came, moaning, throbbing, convulsing, cum pumping out of me and into her. She milked me with her mouth, sucking out every last drop.
My arousal abated. I noticed her eyes, glowing a sinister yellow. Were they always yellow? My head was still cloudy with pleasure. My gut told me to run, but at that point it was already too late. She let my cock fall from her mouth. “You are delicious” she drawled, hanging on to every syllable. I tried to step back, but something wrapped around my ankle, and I stumbled and fell. “Oh darling,” she kneeled over me, crossing her arms and pulling off the sack in one motion. “I’m not done with you yet.” I was struck dumb again by her body. Her tits, the curve of her hips, and her glowing yellow eyes mesmerized me. I couldn’t look away, and cold terror gripped my chest while arousal surged between my legs.
She was a succubus. I tried to scuttle backward, but her long tail wrapped tight around my ankles. I tried to sit up but she mounted me, grabbing my wrists and pinning them over my head. “You’re not going anywhere,” she whispered in my ear, voice still as smooth as silk. I tried to throw her off, but she didn’t even budge. “You must be tired after giving me all that cum,” she purred in my ear. “Why you don’t you lie back and relax?” I was rock hard. I struggled, knowing that this was my last best chance to escape. If I came again she would sap my strength even more. “R e l a x,” she whispered in my ear. Her voice seemed to echo through the chamber. I writhed underneath her, but I couldn’t unpin my hands. Her scent filled my lungs, and I breathed it in deeply. I whimpered. “I just want you to feel good,” she whispered, looking into my eyes, into my soul.
Her exposed pussy lips grazed my cock. She was soaked, and my hips rose involuntarily. “Doesn’t that feel good?” she crooned, rocking her hips to coat me in her wetness. I moaned, realizing I was matching her rhythm. My brain clouded over. I felt myself stiffen when she slid to the tip, my cock desperately searching for her opening. I whined when it missed. She continued teasing my cock with her lips. I moaned with frustration. “Your desire is delicious” she drawled, taunting me. My hips bucked, I struggled. But this time, instead of escape, I was trying to get inside her. I gasped something, desperately, unintelligibly. “What’s that, darling?”
“P…please.” My face burned with embarrassment, begging for my own undoing.
“Well, since you asked so nicely…” she purred, as she rocked her hips to swallow me up. I lost connection to time and space. My memory is a haze. She rode me, slowly at first. She let go of my hands and I grabbed her ass, pumping into her. I moaned, loudly, and it echoed off the dungeon’s stone walls. She giggled with delight, gasping between strokes. Something inside her grazed the tip of my cock when I thrust in all the way, something that sent a jolt of pleasure through my whole body. I started thrusting as deep as I could. “Yesssss,” she moaned. “You feel…so good…inside me…”
I have no idea how long she rode me on that dungeon floor. Her moans got louder, reaching a new octave. I could hear desperation in it. And I was getting close too. I suddenly remembered the danger, how I would only get weaker if I gave her my cum. But as if she could read my mind, she started begging. “Please…cum inside me…please I want it so bad! Cum deep in me! Yes! I need it! I need it!” I was powerless to stop my body from complying. My arms locked around her hips, and I shot rope after rope of hot cum into her, emptying myself, filling her up. I collapsed on the floor, my consciousness fading. “You. Are. So. Delicious.” I heard as I passed out.
Which brings me here, to this room that she’s locked me in. I think it’s somewhere in the same dungeon, but I have no idea. Normally I would be able to break the chains, and the door, for that matter. But every few hours, when I feel my strength returning, she comes back to feed on me. And no matter how hard I try to resist, I give in every single time.