Chapter 4.3

Her hand didn’t move from my ass as she moved beside me to lead me toward the center of the room. It was a strangely comforting feeling for something that was so arousing to me. Victoria began to slip out of the rest of her clothes, only to start kissing me once again as she tossed them to the side.

“I’ve got a fun idea if you’re interested?” she said breathily.

I curiously tilted my head, and she smiled. From under her bed, she dragged out a small chest and slipped a small piece of cloth from it. I looked at her questioningly as she brought it toward me.

“If at any point you want me to stop, just say it and I will. Alright?”

I smiled. How could someone so kind and thoughtful be at a school like this? It baffled me. “Okay.” She slipped the cloth across my eyes, blinding me. “What’s the purpose of this?” I asked, tugging at it.

“The blindfold,” she said as her hand tickled up my side. I gasped and squirmed away. “Is there so that you can’t see what I’m doing.”

Her hands grabbed onto one of mine and pulled it up into the air above me. I felt something click around my wrist, and she released me. As she moved around to my other side, I found I could no longer move it. She’d cuffed me to something and was cuffing my other hand up above me as well, though I couldn't recall seeing anything above me beforehand. Had I missed it or was some sort of magic involved?

“Is this alright?” she asked as she moved down to my feet and slowly slipped off my sandals. I gave out a low hum of pleasure and approval.

“Yes.”

With some type of binding, likely similar to the previous, she tied my feet together, making me unable to move them. “I’ll keep this fairly simple, but let me know if you want me to stop,” she repeated.

I was just getting used to balancing standing and bound up as I was when I felt something soft brush gently against my upper leg. It trailed up, only to disappear along my stomach. I squirmed slightly at the strange and somewhat ticklish sensation, pulling against the soft cuffs that firmly held my hands in place above me. The object appeared randomly once again along my arm, only to go away as I gasped. Slowly the ticklish object found random parts of my body to tease. My legs, my sides, my face, and my breasts. Each left me feeling continually more aroused. My skin somehow became more sensitive by the second, as though it were relishing in the touch. As the feathery object suddenly touched my puckering cunt, I let out a surprised moan of pleasure.

“Victoria,” I gasped.

She didn’t say anything. Instead, the toy gently tickled my inner thigh. I groaned as it brushed against me and moved away to appear along the side of my neck. I squirmed away from it as best I could, yet it followed. How could a simple light touch make me so terribly horny?

“Please,” I begged.

“What’s that? You need something?” she asked in a sweet breathy voice.

The toy trailed down the length of my back and down the right side of my butt, yet didn’t move in reach my lower lips once again. My legs and arms pulled against their restraints in protest. I couldn’t do what I really wanted to do at that moment and finger myself to an orgasm. Victoria was the one in control of my pleasure, and despite my building frustration at the slow pace of things, I couldn’t help but also relish in it. I realized with a flash of insight that I trusted her, making her one of the few people in my life that held the honor.

That didn’t mean I wasn’t still burning up with desire. “Victoria,” I said with an attempt to sound commanding.

“Yes?” she whispered into my ear, breathing into it gently.

I moaned once more. “Please,” I said in a much more begging tone than I’d intended.

“What’s wrong, little Ivy?” I shuddered at the way she said the name. It felt so right coming from her lips. “Do you need something?”

I nodded my head.

“What could it possibly be?” Her fingers found their way to my cunt and I moaned out. “Oh, don’t tell me a little bit of tickling has gotten you dripping wet down here. You naughty girl.”

“Please,” I repeated as her fingers just sat there, doing nothing.

“It’s alright, I think I understand.” She leaned to my ear once more and whispered, “You want me to fuck you?”

I nodded again. Another moan escaped my mouth as yet another trail of the feathery toy moved along my sensitive skin and her hand left me. For a long moment, there was silence as nothing touched me at all except for the ropes around my legs and cuffs holding up my wrists. I could hear her moving, shifting through the chest she had opened. Patiently, I waited. I could wait. My tail twitched, as though in annoyance at the thought. Probably...

“I want you to say it,” she said as she moved back toward me. “Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I -- Please lick me, or touch me or --” I could feel the heat on my cheeks from saying it. The raw embarrassment stopped me from completing the sentence.

To my relief, the soft skin of her body pressed up against my side, and I held my breath, waiting for her touch, yet she only moved away once more. I huffed in annoyance, as after several long moments, nothing happened.

As something finally met my sticky and wet outer lips, I moaned loudly. To my surprise, it wasn’t the touch of fingers that I’d been expecting, but rather something smooth and wet. Her tongue slid up the center of my slit, gently licking me.

“You taste fantastic.”

I tried to press myself more firmly against her mouth, but couldn’t move enough to manage it. As if in response, she wrapped her arms around me and began to tease me, licking my thighs and slowly moving around the areas of my vagina. Occasionally she would suddenly trail her tongue along it, but would then stop and move somewhere else. I continually groaned in frustration and pulled tightly against my bindings. If only I could wrap my legs around her head and force those cute little lips firmly around my cunt.

When I’d nearly reached the point of begging her to stop, two fingers shoved their way hard into me. I gasped, my back arching into the air, and my cuffs rattled above me as my tail twitched in pleasure. She vigorously pumped her fingers in and out of me, moving me extraordinarily quickly towards orgasm. I came closer and closer, shoving my body against her hand as best I could in my state. Just as I was about to cum, her fingers slid out of me, leaving my vagina clenching around nothing.

I groaned out in utter frustration as my lust teetered just on the edge.

“Now now, I didn’t say you were allowed to cum yet, did I?” she taunted me. I felt her wet fingers trail down my outer thigh, and I shuddered.

“Please, Victoria, I need it.”

“We’ll get there, but you’ve got to earn it first.”

I groaned, and she pressed her naked body up against me, pressing her lips to mine. I kissed her like my orgasm depended on it, tasting the sweet taste of my own cunt, until she pulled away from me. When she came back several seconds later, her hands grabbed the cuffs around my wrists and pulled them down. I was quite sure by that point that they were being held in place through some sort of magical means, able to be moved by her yet immobile for me as though they were bound to a cement wall.

“Bend,” she commanded, and I bent forward. I was surprised to find a soft cushion underneath me to prop myself on as my hands were moved down toward the floor below me. How had she gotten that there without my notice? “Good girl,” she said, trailing her fingers along the edge of my wings and down my lower back. “Now open that sweet little mouth of yours.”

With a bit of confused curiosity, I parted my lips. Something pressed up against them. As though by pure instinct, my tongue moved out to meet it. Victoria grabbed one of my horns and began to slowly push forward. Gradually the phallic object entered my mouth. It slid forward, meeting the back of my mouth and then slowly down my throat. I was thankful I didn’t feel the need to gag. As my nose met her skin, she let out a satisfied sigh.

“This is a perfect little magical toy. It’s made to feel as though it were my own cock.” Her fingers rubbed against my horn, and I moaned around her magical strapon. She gasped in response. “A very sensitive cock. You have no idea how good that feels.”

She pulled the strapon halfway out and shoved it back down my throat. I moaned once more.

“Oh, fuck that’s good.”

With that she began to face-fuck me vigorously, using my mouth as the simple fuckhole it was. If I hadn’t been so horny, I might have been offended at how forceful she was, shoving it in and out of me with little regard for how I felt. Instead, I leaned into it, moaning and groaning along with her.

“Oh, fuck!” she moaned out loudly. With a firm shove forward, the fake cock was shoved fully into my mouth once more. To my surprise, I felt it begin to pulse, and something hot shot down my throat. I moaned again, as amazingly, she came down my throat through the fake cock. The bliss of her orgasm rushed through my body, making me spasm in glee.

Several pulses moved through the strapon, and I drank it all down. Had I been human, I was sure I’d have choked it all back up, but the action felt almost instinctual to me. Part of me wished I could see her face, to look up into her eyes as she orgasmed.

She sighed and then coughed lightly as she pulled out of my mouth. “Sorry, I may have gotten a bit carried away there. You okay?”

I lightly flexed my jaw before licking my lips. “That was fantastic.”

“I meant to warn you about the cum part. I err, sorta forgot. It felt a whole lot more intense than I’d been expecting.” I could hear the abashed embarrassment in her voice. “You good to continue?”

“I’m so fucking horny,” I admitted.

Her hand brushed through my hair. “Since you’ve been such a good girl, I suppose I can let you cum.” Her hand grabbed my chin, and her lips met mine once more in a small kiss. “But only after I orgasm again, understood? If you cum before me, there will be a punishment.”

I shuddered. “I don’t think I can last very long.”

“You’d better do your best then.”

She moved away from me, and I felt a surprising slap along my ass. Her fingers met my pussy, rubbing up and down my slit and making me give out a needy moan. “Please, fuck me,” I begged.

“What a slutty little succubus you are. Already had a meal, yet still begging for more.” Her hand moved away, and I pressed my ass backward as far as the magically restraining cuffs would allow. “You’re just dripping with cum back here. Well, let’s not keep the needy little slut waiting any longer, shall we?”

I felt the tip of her cock press against me and then begin to slide in. My vagina welcomed it, as wet as I was, it basically drew it in. I noted with satisfaction how much bigger it felt than the last cock I’d had in me, how much fuller I somehow felt.

Was this really who I was now? A demonic slut comparing the cocks I’d been fucked by? The thought of it only served to turn me on more, and I moaned as Victoria finally bottomed out within me. What had happened to Gordon the macho boy?

“So, greedy,” she said. “You took me all in, just like that. I’ve felt more friction on a slippery floor.” Her hand grabbed hold of my tail. “And this swishing little tail. What a happy little thing you are, hmm? Tell me. You like this don’t you? You like being a little demonic cum slut.”

I moaned as she stroked my tail. “Tell me the truth, and I’ll fuck you. I’ll give you the fucking you’ve been waiting for.”

“I --” I moaned. “I like being -- your cum slut succubus.”

“Good girl,” she said. I could hear the grin in her voice, even though I couldn’t see it. “Just don’t forget our little deal.”

With that final word, she finally began. She didn’t begin gently like I'd expected. Instead, her hand gripped hard around my tail as she shoved the fake cock in and out of me. Her own moans met mine as she plowed into me, slapping firmly up against my ass as she pushed the cock in as far as it would go.

I let out gasping breaths of pleasure as she fucked me harder and harder, her strapon slamming into me as heavily as she could manage. I did my best to meet her thrusts, using the magic cuffs firmly with my hands as leverage. My raging lust built higher, and my body noticeably slowed as I approached an orgasm. My mouth hung open in a drooling pant as I got to the edge.

Somehow noticing what was happening, Victoria tightened her hand around my tail until it became painful while her other hand slapped my ass hard. With a firm thrust fully into me, she stopped for a moment to say, “What did I say? Don’t you dare cum yet.” Her hand slapped against my ass once again.

Unfortunately, her fiery words and touch only brought me over the edge. As her last slap smacked into me, the dildo inside me twitched from her movement. I moaned at the simultaneous assault of pleasure and pain. With the tight grip of her hand around my sensitive tail and the sting along my cheeks, the flood of pleasure inside me reached a peak. My body shuddered as I came around her cock, squeezing it as though my insides were trying to milk it of all the cum it could possibly give me.

“You really do enjoy this, huh? Cumming from a little bit of spanking? What a naughty little slut you are. You must want to be punished, don’t you? Well, don’t you worry. I’ll make sure it’s one you won’t forget.”

As she talked, my orgasm continued. Wave after wave rushed through me, and before it had time to stop, she’d started fucking me once again. I simply moaned at the overstimulation, my head too fogged up in pleasure to be able to put together words of protest. Her grip along my tail only tightened as my orgasm finally came to a finish.

Perhaps because of my succubus nature, I found myself quickly already building to a second orgasm. Mentally, I did my best to hold it back, worried that Victoria might stop if I came close to yet another one. I remembered the gentle teasing she’d put me through just a few moments earlier and couldn’t help but imagine her bringing me to the edge over and over again without ever letting me cum.

Luckily, it was only a moment later when her moans picked up in volume, and she shoved her cock as far into me as she could get it in my tight cunt. I felt it pulse, and the first squirt of her cum flooded into me. The orgasmic bliss rolled through my vagina and up my stomach before going straight to my head. My mind went into a brainless lusty fog as pleasure overtook me and I nearly blacked out. Victoria continued her thrusts into me as she pumped me full of cum and moaned in pleasure.

I felt a sudden absence as my mind began to eventually clear an indeterminate amount of time later, and realized that she had taken the strapon out of me. I couldn’t help but frown in disappointment. I wanted the feeling of her inside me to last forever.

Her hand reached around my head and untied my blindfold. I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the light of the room. In front of me stood the large dildo strapped around her waist. Cum dripped off of it to the floor below, likely a mixture of both mine and hers together.

“That was amazing,” I said somewhat dreamily as I stared at the fake cock.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” I looked up to see her smiling smirking face. Gently, she untied me, first taking off the magical cuffs that seemed to just hang firmly in the air, and then untying my legs. Her arms slid underneath me and picked me up. I stared into her green eyes as she princess-carried me to the bed and gently placed me within it. She slid in beside me and tossed a blanket around us.

“You feeling okay?” she asked gently, her eyes staring into my own.

I began to nod before saying, “Yeah, great.”

She smiled hesitantly. “I was worried I might have went a bit too far.” Her voice trailed slightly at the end.

“No, it was great, fantastic.” I smiled brightly back. “The best sex I’ve had.”

“The best sex?” she asked, and I gave her a sly look. “I thought you were an innocent little angel?”

I spluttered and gave her a smirk back in return.

"Well, if you enjoyed that, wait till next time. I haven't forgotten that punishment I promised."

We cuddled together for an eternity, her arms wrapped comfortingly around me. As I drifted toward sleep, wrapped in her embrace, I couldn’t help but feel that I was forgetting something important…