Soul Survivor

Lily sipped at her cocktail, smiling at the ocean waves that crashed into the shore, scattering sand along its edges. Technicolor crabs that looked like they had been drawn by a toddler scurried in every direction, a remnant of a childhood memory seeking shelter from the crushing surf. While the drink was good, Lily was a little sad that it had no bite to it — it was impossible to get truly drunk from a dream.

“Hey!” Lily held up her drink. One of her beach minions ran forward to refill it. Truth be told, while she couldn’t get drunk, she also couldn’t get full. She would drink until the stars came out, and then watch them wander in random directions across the sky until day broke again. She was content to wait the contest out, more than happy to live in the simulated time of Mike’s mind.

“You ...How long have we been sitting here?” She turned to the minion closest to her, the remnants of a soul she had consumed once upon a time, long ago. She had forgotten who he was, and so had he. Once properly consumed, a soul was little more than an automaton-no memory of its former self coupled with unwavering obedience. They would do absolutely anything for her, no questions asked.

“Nine days.”

She had tasked this one with keeping track of the time. A silly task, but to a being that had lived for so many centuries, it was easy to lose count of something as small as a day.

“Nine. Wow. Romeo must be going nuts.” She looked at the soul, dressed in white shorts and a tux jacket. He was blond, with hazel eyes, clearly a young man once upon a time. He didn’t respond to her — the souls of the Damned rarely did. Social cues were beyond such creatures.

“Hmm. I wonder what he’s up to.” Lily sipped her refilled drink. Her infernal magic had been directed outward, waiting to sense a new challenge from Mike or, if he was stupid, his third orgasm. So far, he was lying low, probably trying to prolong what was left of his existence.

Lily smiled. Maybe she would let him wake up and go about his life. The next time he boned one of his monsters, she could claim him on the spot.

Lily’s smile faded from her face. No, she wouldn’t do that. When Elizabeth had first contracted her to go after Mike, she had been under the impression that he was just like every other man whose soul she had been sent for. Eager to fuck anything with two legs, cocky, arrogant, the list went on. His lack of desire for sex with her in any of her human incarnations had been profoundly mind blowing, until she realized that he needed something more … outside the norm.

Yet, when she had appeared as Naia, all he really wanted was to hold her. There had been no demand for sex, no position of power between them. Despite appearing to him as a horny water spirit, Mike had shown mutual respect for the nymph that extended to what could only be described as romantic affection.

“Bah.” Lily threw her glass on the ground. It bounced twice, spilling its contents across the tiny grains of sand. Glaring at the unbreakable glass, she summoned her tail and lashed out with it, snapping the tip like a whip. This time the glass shattered, sending tiny glowing embers into the sky. Affection was a farce, a mask worn in the name of love, but only as a means to an end.

Or was it? There had been a time when she hadn’t thought so, but it had been so long ago that she couldn’t remember how she was supposed to feel. Staring out at the waves, she wondered what the human was up to. Did he spend his days plotting? Or maybe screaming at the visage of his mother? He was taking his time doing something, but Lily was content to stay where she was, relaxing on the shores of his mind.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light along the water’s surface, a wave of energy that sparkled along the sky above, tickling Lily’s senses: Mike had called to her, and it was time to go. The Dreamscape folded itself around her, like the turning of a page, and she was suddenly back at the house.

“Okay, so this is clever.” Lily stared at the large maze around the house. Stone had been pulled up from the earth beneath, forming a labyrinth that led to the house. Long, slender vines clung to the stony walls, vines with tiny thorns. “You’ve built a maze. Good for you. Did you put traps in here? I love a good trap.”

“Come and find out.” Mike’s voice came from somewhere within the maze. Lily rolled her eyes. Clearly, the man had snapped. Best case scenario, some dream contraption he built could actually kill her, driving her out of the Dreamscape and back into the real world. It would take her all of a minute to get back in, and their game would resume. Lily sighed — the last thing she needed was to spend all night trying to seduce a man who had lost his mind.

Walking into the maze, she was immediately assaulted by a winged figure made and stone. In the real world, such a creature would have a fighting chance. Here, however, Lily was the Queen. She snapped her tail like a whip, cracking the stone figure in the head, shattering it into fluttering butterflies.

“Cute.” Lily navigated the maze. Every few turns, a new stone guardian sprang from the shadows, and Lily quickly dispatched each one, her tail shattering them with relative ease. The maze itself was intricate, but Lily was far too curious to simply fly over the top. Mike had spent his time mastering the Dreamscape, but to what end?

Moving ever deeper, she couldn’t help but laugh at the childish traps he had set for her: A deep pit full of water, spikes that came out of the walls, and even a rolling boulder which she swatted with one hand, making it float away like a balloon. Thinking she was near the center of the labyrinth, she was surprised to emerge back where she had started from.

“Wow. Nice job, Romeo.” Chuckling, she turned around to walk back in. She was in no hurry.

This time, the stone warriors were short men with spiked knuckles. Again, she whipped them with her tail, shattering them into dust. Spike pits, logs, and even a pit of paper tigers were no match for Lily, but she kept going. She found the whole thing rather amusing.

The stone walls suddenly became smooth, giant letters carved into them. Lily laughed. Clearly Mike had attempted to write something in the maze, hoping the large letters would remain in place. While true, the letters shifted back and forth between similar shapes. Lower case “a”s transformed into curvy “e”s, and Lily had to hold her stomach when she found nearly half a mile of stone with poorly spelled iterations of the word “penis.” What the hell had Mike been up to?

Soft music played ahead, the sky above growing dark. She had fucked around in his maze for so long that she hadn’t even noticed the change in day. Rolling her eyes, she made the final few turns before stepping into a lavishly decorated bedroom. In the middle of the room was a table lit with candles, and a large vase of roses. Sitting at the table was Mike, who flipped casually through an old, leather-bound book.

“Hey there, Romeo.” Lily sauntered forward, her hips swaying from side to side opposite her tail. “This is super cute. Did you spend all week making this?”

Mike held up a finger in response, his eyes scanning the rest of the page. He wore a button down dress shirt over his jeans, and his bare feet were in the sand. The rest of the room was empty, though tiny waterfalls along the edge of the room filled water troughs.

“Oh please. We both know you can’t be reading anything in there.” Lily smirked. She was dying to know where this was going.

“On the contrary.” Mike flipped the book over, revealing the word CAT in giant letters. “You can call it an exercise in concentration.”

“Is that why you wrote “penis” so many times?”

“Oh. Yeah, that was an exercise in frustration. Please, sit.” He gestured at the seat across from him, which slid away from the table. “Would you like something to eat?”

“Sure.” LIly sat across from him. Gone was the man she had left defeated on the beach. Mike radiated confidence in such a manner that Lily felt like she were in the presence of an Elder Demon. She chalked it up to his fragile mental state. “I was under the impression that you were ready to continue our little game.”

“We have plenty of time. You taught me that.” Mike clapped his hands gently. Plates and cutlery with wings flew in from outside the room, circling briefly before landing on the table between them.

“Now this is impressive. What are we having?” Lily watched the giant serving platter land between them, massive wings carrying the lid away. Through the steam of the dish, a large silver bowl was revealed. Looking inside it, she laughed.

“I’m still learning,” Mike said, grabbing a ladle. He took a large serving of the oatmeal on the bowl and poured it on Lily’s dish. “This was a childhood favorite of mine. I learned that sense memories are powerful here, and therefore easier to conjure.”

“Yes, but oatmeal? C’mon. A lady deserves better than that.”

“You are quite right, but you aren’t a lady, aren’t you?” Mike winked.

“You have me there.” Lily smelled the food. She could make out the sweet tones of cinnamon and maple. “Speaking of which, how’s your ass?”

“Ah. Well, I couldn’t sit for nearly a day until I remembered that this was just a dream, then it instantly stopped hurting.” Mike spooned some oatmeal onto his platter. “I must admit, that gave me some mixed feelings. I was so angry at you for doing that, and even angrier at myself because you made me cum with it.”

“Your ass is an erogenous zone. And that sensation I gave you was no different than a finger in your ass, which I know you love. Just much, much bigger.” Lily winked, tasting the mash in front of her. Surprisingly, it was good. “I think if you look, deep down, you’d be surprised what your body likes.”

“And how would you know?”

“I’m a succubus. I can see all that your body desires, even the things you have yet to try.” Lily took another bite. “This is really good. Where is it from?”

“My grandma made it for me. When I was three, maybe? That part is fuzzy. Every time I smell oatmeal, I remember her face, sitting across from mine, both of us eating big spoonfuls as we watch cartoons on the TV in her apartment.” Mike smiled, lost in a memory. “She died when I was five. My father took it hard, I do remember that.”

“Thanks for sharing with me.” Lily meant it. Every bite made her slightly nostalgic for a time long ago lost. Each smell and taste took her back just far enough that the sharp edges of her memories spared her broken heart.

“So if I could see your desires, what would they be?” Mike licked the back of his spoon, picking up some oatmeal that got stuck on the handle. “If I could see into your soul, what would your body like the most?”

“Interesting question. I don’t know what I physically desire — I have seen and experienced so much that it’s hard for me to feel those feelings anymore.”

“That sounds awful.” Mike leaned forward. “A being built for pleasure who experiences none of her own.”

“I wouldn’t go that far.” LIly shrugged, her breasts rippling. “I just don’t experience sex like mortals do. It is a necessary act to feed.” Though it didn’t used to be, she thought to herself. “My turn. You seem awfully cocky for a man who is one orgasm away from losing his soul.”

Mike laughed. “Oh. That. I’m no longer worried about it.” The music grew louder, and Lily laughed when she saw the source was a coatrack playing a violin.

“You have to explain that one to me,” she said, pointing at the piece of furniture.

“Oh. Yeah, I saw that in a movie once. Can’t remember what. He follows me around, keeps me company.”

“You mean he keeps your mother away.”

“That too.”

Mike’s eyes glinted. For a second, Lily felt a seed of doubt in her gut. Mike was hiding something from her, something important. She thought that maybe his mind was cracked, but the longer she spoke with him, the faster she was realizing that he was all there. What was the catch?

She replayed the deal they had made in her mind. She rarely missed any mistakes — her capture by the Society was a result of the last play on words that had screwed her over. It had been a similar arrangement to Mike’s, only the deal had involved the actual taking of a soul, which was impossible to do when it had already been given away.

Lily fumed silently. The deal with Mike was impossible for him to win, but the catch in her last agreement did allow her to transfer ownership under the right conditions. Looking at Mike, she had a tough time believing he would be any different than the multitude of masters she had been a slave to.

And if she did lose her bet, the Society would come for her. No escaping that.

“So, is this just a social call, or are you ready to do business?” Lily had finished her plate, her tail twitching off to the side. “I have all night, so to speak.”

“I don’t see any reason to wait.” Mike licked his spoon again. “The Dreamscape seems interesting and all, but there are people on the outside that I miss. They occupy my thoughts, all the time.”

“You won’t get to see them again when I win.” Lily rose, bending forward to press her breasts together. “If you wait, then you can at least think about how much you miss them.”

“I’ll be seeing them again.” Mike tossed his spoon away. He stood too, the table spinning in place. It expanded, filling the room until it became a king-sized bed. Mike’s clothes transformed, becoming a silk robe. “You have my word on that.”

Lily sighed. “Okay. It’s your funeral.” She leapt onto the bed, sprawling out on the sheets. Her wings and tail disappeared, replaced by a simple black and red teddy. “You’ll have to excuse me if I’m not in a hurry to see our game end.”

“I prefer it this way.” Mike climbed on the bed with her. “And I appreciate getting to know you a little bit better.”

“It won’t matter once you’re dead,” Lily informed him. Mike was on his hands and knees over her now, the stars up above casting light on the scene. “Once you die, everything you are goes away. It’s as simple as that.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” Mike leaned forward, planting his lips gently on hers.

What the fuck? Lily thought, then froze when she saw the predatory look in his eyes. Something was wrong here, but she couldn’t figure out what.

“So you mastered the Dreamscape pretty well,” Lily told him, once their lips parted. “But I can’t figure out the purpose of the maze.”

“Hmm. It’s a long story. Want to hear it?” Mike asked, his fingers trailing up her thighs. Lily shivered. Was that lust, or fear?

It was time to take charge. She pushed Mike hard enough that he toppled over, his robe coming undone and revealing his erect cock. Scooting down the bed, she took his balls in her hand, stroking the soft skin at the base of his dick with just the tips of her nails.

“Sure. You talk, I suck.” Lily pulled the head of his dick into her mouth. It felt larger than last time, stretching her lips. She altered her jaw, making it wider, and retracted her teeth to avoid biting him. She slid her lips around her cock, changing the back of her throat into another pair of lips so that she could doubly suck on him.

“Mmm. I like that.” Mike ran his fingers through her hair, combing her red and black locks away from her face. “You’re pretty good at it.”

“Thank you,” Lily replied, but it came out as sloppy mumbling.

Mike kept stroking her head, gently tracing her jaw with his fingers. The tenderness in his touch caused a strange stirring in Lily, an ancient feeling she hadn’t felt in a long time. Somehow, it was like he knew what she wanted.

“So let’s talk about the maze.” Mike let out a little gap when Lily took him all the way into her throat. Her neck bulged slightly where the head of his cock was, and she gulped at him greedily, both of her mouths sucking at him. It was easily her favorite trick. “This all goes back to Demonology. The part about how you can’t lie to me.”

“Uh-huh,” Lily mumbled, drooling on his cock. She tickled his balls with her free hand, stroking the skin beneath them.

“Damn, that feels good.” Mike traced Lily’s ears with his fingers, stroking her neck gently as his hands slid away from her. “Um, it went back to the deception piece. You made yourself look like everyone else, and I simply believed it. But if I had asked you directly, you had to reveal yourself.”

Lily locked eyes with Mike, making her eyes sparkle for him. Staring deeply into his eyes, she saw a complete lack of concern. He really did believe that he was going to walk away from this unscathed. She almost felt bad for him, but how she felt didn’t matter. She could already sense his body reacting, both here and in the real world.

“After you left, it got me thinking about a few things. You see, my mother, may she burn in hell, she isn’t real. Yet her presence here was very real, an entity beyond a sense memory. That got me to thinking about the difference between reality and fiction. What here was a lie, and what was the truth? Clearly, you and I are truth. This place, in a way, is truth. It’s all part of a code.

“I spent many years working with computers, learning how to code, utilizing the logic of a program to solve problems that emanate from nowhere. I decided to spend my time away from you learning how to manipulate the environment. The maze was my first attempt, a large scale effort at programming my Dreamscape. At first it was made of sand, and crumbled easily. But with a little bit of practice, I was able to create large stone walls, and populate it with various devices meant to activate upon your arrival. Think of them as If-Then statements.”

Lily popped her mouth off his dick. “So, wait, you built the maze just to prove you could build a maze?”

“I built the maze to teach myself how to code in the Dreamscape. You see, I needed to learn the logic of this place before I could build something bigger. Come here.” Mike sat up, running his hands down Lily’s shoulders. “Your mouth feels great, but I want something a little more intimate.”

“Your wish is my command.” Lily crawled on top of him, Mike guiding her hips with his hands. On her knees, she placed her hands on his shoulders, and Mike slid his hands down her thighs, rubbing the top of her cinnamon folds with his thumb. Lily sighed, lowering her body onto his, feeling him slide up inside of her. She shifted her insides around, but Mike touched her face gently to get her attention.

“No tricks for now. Let’s take our time.”

“Sure thing, Romeo.” She may as well enjoy herself. She slowly rotated her hips, shivering at the the pressure on her inner walls. Shifting her hips backward, she moaned softly at the sensation of Mike’s dick pushing upward into the spongy tissue behind her clit. Even though he had said no tricks, it didn’t apply to her own pleasure-she expanded her g-spot, making the entire front of her vagina a shortcut to her pleasure center.

A familiar shiver went up her spine, and she moved from rotating her hip to a slow, gentle ride.

“You look like you’re enjoying yourself.”

Lily’s eyes snapped open. She had settled into a slow, gentle rhythm, her mouth open as she exhaled with every press of her hips. She smirked, her eyes meeting Mike’s.

“I don’t know what’s coming over me.” Moving her hands to caress his hips, she rolled her hips more aggressively now, pressing down hard enough that Mike was stretching her pussy to the limit. She relaxed her tendons, her hips spreading even wider. Somehow, Mike’s dick seemed to grow larger to accommodate. “It seems that you’ve gotten me a little worked up.”

“That’s because I plan to win.” Mike ran his hands up Lily’s hips, sliding over her gown until they found her breasts. He gently thumbed one of her nipples while he squeezed the other breast, dropping his hands back to her hips to pull himself even deeper.

Oh shit. Lily felt it just then, a tiny warning before the flood. A spark had ignited, one that she rarely felt, deep within her stomach. It traveled up and down her spine, slowly gaining energy. Looking down at Mike, she felt a powerful lust overtake her, a sudden desire to slam her hips into his.

“What have you done to me?”

She moaned as Mike pulled himself even deeper. Waves of pleasure radiated through her legs, tiny sparks of long forgotten lust gathering in her cunt to form a small fire. The hotter it got, the sooner she realized that she couldn’t stop.

Mike smiled knowingly. “Allow me to finish. The maze was an attempt to learn how to code in the Dreamscape. Coding makes sense to me, and it establishes logic I can use to control my dreams. During this process, I discovered something important, something of value I could use to win.”

“Even if you make me cum, I’m still at an advantage,” Lily told him, tiny gasps between every other word. She couldn’t help it now — Mike was gently running his hands over her body, squeezing and stroking her in a way that took her back in time to a sense memory of her own.

“Shush. Let me finish, you little devil.”

Though he teased her, his words caused a rush of feelings. Every movement he made was tailor made just for her, the soft, romantic touches her body desired. It was the opposite of every mortal she encountered, in such a hurry to slake their own sexual thirsts. “You see, you gave me plenty to think about after our last encounter.”

“I… I did?” She couldn’t stop moving now. She increased the pacing of her hips.

“You see, I thought you trapped me here. A house in the middle of the ocean. When I watched you fly away, I thought that your wings were the only way to escape. But then you came here instantly, wearing a bathing suit no less. Two thousand miles of ocean between me and the nearest land mass. If you had created this world for me, inside my head, then why did you have to fly away the first time?”

“I did … didn’t trap you here,” Lily said. “This place was … was … already here!”

“Exactly. Once I realized that, I began working on the maze.” Mike grabbed her hips, massaging them as her whole body tensed up. “You see, I realized that once you figured out what I had, I was going to have a tough time keeping you here. The maze was one part distraction, three parts Dreamscape logic.” Mike slid a hand down her breast, pinching her nipple through her teddy. “I needed you to be distracted, your attention on something else. Otherwise, you may have caught on.”

“Caught on? To what?” Her breathing was ragged now, her orgasm building steam. How had he done this to her? It made no sense.

“You said it yourself. This is my Dreamscape. Everything here is a reflection of who I am.” Mike was actively thrusting into her now, grabbing her ass with strong hands. “Do you want to know the real reason I can’t escape? The truth behind my inability to leave this island, this strange paradox of a world that bows to my whim, yet won’t let me do something as simple as swim away?”

“I… don’t … care …” Her entire body was throbbing from within, pulsing in time with her own cunt.

“I can’t leave this place for one simple reason.” Mike grinned, his eyes flashing blue and green. “Because she can’t leave her spring.”

Soft, feminine hands grabbed Lily’s hips from behind, shoving her down onto Mike’s cock. Luminescent bubbles tickled her nose, her lust skyrocketing as she came so hard that her wings burst into view, her tail reappearing and whipping around dramatically, only to be grabbed from behind by something wet. Lily’s hips bucked, her wings flapping hard and lifting her into the air. The hands behind her held fast, preventing her escape, and she was forced back onto the bed.

“This isn’t possible,” she gasped. “She can’t be real, none of this can be real!”

“But it is.” Naia’s slender fingers stroked Lily’s spine, her magic permeating throughout Lily’s body. “You may have invented the orgasm, but I perfected it.” Naia held Lily in place until the succubus collapsed, her juices covering Mike’s legs. Mike slid free of her, standing on the bed with his hands on his hips.

“I don’t understand,” Lily said. “This place is a reflection of your soul. How did she find you here?”

“Soul exchange,” Mike said. “A piece of my soul is in her. Once I realized that part of Naia was in here with me all along, I spent several days figuring out how to summon her, a true physical manifestation. And once she was here, I spent the rest of the time building a demon trap.”

“What demon trap?”

“This one,” Naia said, snapping her fingers.

The night sky flooded with light, revealing that they were encapsulated in a gigantic swirling sphere of water. Above them, large schools of fish swam back and forth, and a pod of bright pink whales gazed at them through the shimmering boundary.

“You can’t fly away. We’re hundreds of feet underwater. While you were in the maze, I kept you distracted as I sank the whole island. You thought that night was approaching; instead, it was the ocean swallowing us up. The world above may be a reflection of my soul, but down here, she rules supreme.”

“Bastard.” Lily felt her anger rise, but it rapidly diminished as the whole world around them swirled. Tiny bubbles floated toward them, each one carrying the sweet smell of flowers and fresh rain. With each one that popped, Lily felt her pussy tighten, the nymph’s magic driving her over the edge.

“He is protected. Even here.” Naia waved her hand, summoning large tendrils of water from the edges of the sphere. “Let’s finish playing the game you started.”

“After all, you just need to cum two more times,” Mike told her. “And Naia has told me just how to do it.”

“Tenderness and romance won’t work on me now,” Lily informed him. “You lost that chance once you cheated on our deal.”

“Oh, I didn’t cheat. When I made that deal, I really did do it because I thought I could win. Now I know why I was so foolish. That little voice in the back of my head, the one that told me I could do it, was none other than hers.”

“Fine.” Lily climbed to her feet, flipping her frazzled hair out of her eyes. “I was playing nice, but not anymore.” Flames circled her feet, and her gown burst into flames, replaced by her black corset. “You got lucky. So now I’m going to pull out all the stops.”

“I’m afraid not, honey.” Naia floated toward her, the ground beneath her feet suddenly saturated with water. “You see, I have no interest in giving you a second chance.”

“This is between him and me!” Lily stamped her foot, and the ground cracked.

“NO!” Naia’s eyes flashed, and she was suddenly in Lily’s face, her body smelling of the ocean, her presence making Lily’s pulse race. “He is more than just some human to me. I love him, and you will NOT take him from me!”

More bubbles popped in Lily’s face. Her pelvis tightened, and she stifled a groan.

“You use your magic to find out what a man likes.” Naia twirled her fingers through Lily’s hair. “My magic makes YOU like what I want.” Naia placed a finger on Lily’s lips, tugging softly on her bottom lip with her fingernail. “What type of demonic creature craves love and romance? What sort of being feeds off of lust, but desires intimacy? You are an enigma, honey, and I’m going to unravel you like a ball of string.”

“I’d like to see you-“ Lily’s words were lost when Naia’s lips found hers. They were soft, and Naia’s tongue found hers, inviting it or ward into her mouth. Not to be outdone, Lily used her magic. Ordinarily, her magic would reveal her victim’s erogenous zones, their hidden desires, anything their body liked. With Naia, however, her entire body was an erogenous zone. Strangely, the only void she found was that Naia had no desire for butt stuff. It was if she didn’t have an asshole at all…

“Fuck,” Lily mumbled, finally catching on.

The water tendrils all around them met up in the middle of the large ocean bubble, the air turning into a colorful pink and purple fog that permeated the area. One breath of it was all it took for Lily to find her panties soaked. Panting like a dog in heat, she moaned into Naia’s mouth, running her hands over the nymph’s perfect breasts. Naia’s hands moved down to Lily’s waist, sliding back toward her ass. Naia squeezed Lily’s butt gently at first, then shifted one hand up the base of her tail to give it a squeeze.

Lily broke the kiss, inhaling sharply.

“I know your secret,” Naia told her, stroking the base of her tail. “Just relax. Enjoy it. Just another day at the ocean, right? Lily’s clothes dissolved, replaced by the bikini she wore earlier. “He wants to see you in this again.”

“But I have to win.” Lily tried to tune out the sensation at the base of her tail, but she was caught up in Naia’s magic now, every caress of her body setting her insides aflame.

“It’s two versus one.” Mike caressed her from behind, his strong hands sliding up her stomach to squeeze the bottoms of her breasts. She could feel his rock hard dick lying between her butt cheeks, the tip of his dick butting against the base of her tail. “You may as well enjoy it.”

“But…I…OH!” Naia summoned a watery lasso, roping the top of Lily’s tail and pulling it over her shoulder. While she pulled on Lily’s tail, Mike untied the bikini bottom, spread the succubus’ ass cheeks, then lowered his cock until he found her hot opening. He slid upward into Lily just as Naia’s hands found the head of Lily’s tail, stroking it roughly with her thumbs.

“Oh fuck!” Lily’s hips betrayed her, and she backed into Mike. Mike thrust forward into Lily, causing her lips to once again meet Naia’s. Naia latched on this time, summoning more watery tendrils to pin the succubus in place. While Mike gently fucked her from behind, Naia’s waters stroked Lily’s body, her hands pumping Lily’s tail while they kissed. Lily’s hands clenched and unclenched, the succubus stuck for ideas. Her lust was out of control now, and she was having trouble bringing together any thoughts.

You thought you could take him from me. A bubble popped next to her ear, releasing Naia’s voice and an inner fragrance reminiscent of a garden. Instead, I will take you for him.

“Ah!” Lily’s mouth broke away, a line of drool connecting their tongues. A giant, watery tongue came up from the ground, teasing Lily’s clit with giant circles. The watery assault was too much, her mind unable to concentrate on any one pleasure, failing to dampen the waves of heat that assaulted her body. Mike pulled down her bikini top, pinching her nipples roughly.

“I… won’t...OH FUCK!” Naia had grabbed Lily’s tail, sucking the tip into her mouth. Lily’s eyes rolled up into her head, her ass backing into Mike over and over. Her breathing went ragged, and her whole body tensed up when Naia took the tip of her tail all the way into her mouth.

“FUCK!” Her tail spasmed, sending convulsions through her back and hips. This time, Lily squirted from the tip of her tail first, clenching down on Mike’s dick so hard that he grunted. When her pussy released, it sent a flood of fluid to the ground below.

Below? Through the haze of her mind, Lily realized that the three of them were no longer on the ground. Gazing in awe at the nymph, she watched Naia pop the head of her tail free from her mouth, catching Lily’s cum with her finger.

“Would hate to miss any,” Naia told her.

“What are you?” Lily asked. She had encountered nymphs before, but something was different about this one. Naia smirked, releasing Lily’s tail. Lily sighed, feeling her heart rate slow back to normal. Her tail was directly wired to her genitals, like a long clitoris, and the nymph had taken advantage of it.

“It’s time to wake up.” Summoning watery lassos, she spun Lily in place. Mike let go, hovering in the air, the massive water globe around them swirling rapidly. Lily found herself floating before Mike, her head weak. Her whole body throbbed, she had lost control completely. In the real world, she may have stood a chance against Naia’s magic, but here, in a Dreamscape manipulated by a nymph, she was officially done.

Might as well enjoy it. Mike grabbed onto Lily’s horns, thrusting his cock into her mouth. She moaned around him, feeling him fill up her mouth and throat. Behind her, she heard the rushing of water, her hands yanked back suddenly by watery spheres. This pushed her forward, bottoming Mike out in her throat. Liquid flowed all along her limbs, penetrating her pussy and pulsating inside.

Mike groaned, thrusting into her mouth. Lily saw a band of magical energy around his balls, staving off his own orgasm. Seeing a slim chance for victory, she bobbed her head as quickly as she could, sensing the impending rush of cum in her throat. Even though there were two of them, she only needed to beat one.

Her tongue split in her mouth, wrapping around the head of Mike’s dick, yanking him farther back. She grew a pussy in the back of her throat, and inside it another mouth. Her body was built for pleasure, and it was time to pull out all of the stops.

“Oh shit, Naia!” Mike’s face was frantic, his eyes starting to glaze over. Lily renewed her assault, and soon Mike was jackhammering her in the face. “Naia, I’m getting close!”

I’m going to win. Lily kept pumping her head. Mike’s grip was tightening on her horns. I can beat him. I’m going to win!

Naia’s slender fingers grabbed the base of her tail, squeezing along the base, working their way up toward the head. Water swirled around her clit, pulsing it in different directions, throwing her off base. With a yank, Naia pulled Lily free of Mike, spinning her in place to face the nymph.

“Fuck her, Mike.” Naia’s eyes lit up, the whole world spinning around the three of them. When Mike penetrated her from behind, Lily’s hands were pulled down, bending her over. Naia floated above them, grabbing Lily’s tail and twisting it into place.

“Oh shit,” Lily said.

“You said it yourself,” Mike told her, gasping for air. “They are designed after succubi tails.”

“I don’t want to lose!” she cried, her infernal body betraying her.

“You can and you will.” Naia presence was suddenly everywhere. Maneuvering Lily’s tail to the head of her ass, the nymph teased her with it. “And you’ll like it.”

With Mike’s cock already inside her, Lily let out a shriek, her insides suddenly too full. Her tail was aroused by the tight sensation of her own ass, expanding to fit, which in turn cause her body to spasm uncontrollably in the air. The Dreamscape began to break apart, giant mirror-like pieces of it spinning off in every direction as Lily let out a cry of pleasure that sent a wave of energy outward in every direction.

-

The bedroom was alive with sound and light as rings of fire burst out. Mike’s blankets blew off the bed, his hips thrusting upward into the transparent body of Lily as she returned to the real world. Lily screamed, the house shaking with her cries, spraying Mike with her hot cinnamon flavored cum. Tink awoke, falling out of bed with large eyes as Lily’s wings expanded to their full size, her tail whipping back and forth, completely out of control.

“Yes!” Mike, finally awake, grabbed her by the hips, thrusting upward into her incredibly light body. Lily groaned, shoving herself down onto Mike’s cock as he filled her up with cum of his own only moments later. Panting, she rolled backward, tumbling off the bed and collapsing into a heap on the ground. Mike slid out of bed, helping Tink to her feet. The whole room suddenly reeked of sulfur.

“Why Tink so dozey?” The goblin held her head, leaning against the side of the bed. Mike stepped around her, standing over Lily with his hands on his hips.

“We had a deal,” he said, his voice suddenly hard. “Now honor it.”

The succubus was silent for several moments, other than the sounds of her heavy breaths. She chuckled quietly, there in the dark, and in her laughter Mike could detect a single sob.

“Fine. We had a deal. One prison for another.”

On her knees, she held one hand to her chest, summoning a ball of fire. Yanking it away, she held out a sparkling ruby roughly the size of a silver dollar. “Here it is-the heart of a succubus. You are my new master.” She tossed the heart to Mike, who caught it in midair. “Now command me to do whatever it is you plan on doing. I don’t care anymore.”

Mike’s heart pounded in his chest, his own breath ragged. Lily had put him through so much pain and fear inside the Dreamscape, a place that was already beginning to fade from his memory. Staring down at the gem, he contemplated the succubus before him.

“What’s to stop you from making a deal with someone else?” He asked.

“My last master tricked me,” Lily responded. “The deal he made involved putting a soul on the line that he no longer had. By betting your soul, you met the requirements of the original deal, thereby transferring his deal to yours. Even though he owned me, I was only on loan until someone else was willing to risk it all.”

“So you belong to me forever then?” Mike asked.

“As long as you have that stone, yes.” Lily raised her gaze to meet his. Tears had gathered around her cheeks. “And what would you have of me? Am I to suck you off every morning after I make you breakfast? Are you going to send me after your enemies, use me as a weapon? Fuck my ass until I cry, but only on nights we can watch cartoons on your computer?”

“I… I don’t know.” Though angry with Lily for what she had done, the creature before him was completely different than the one he had encountered in the Dreamscape. The stone beat gently in his hand, its gentle warmth flowing through his fingers. “I just figured if I beat you, this was the best way to keep you from coming after me again.”

“So you’re going to lock me away inside the heart. That’s fine, whatever. Just do it already.”

Gone was the sexy deviant who had tortured him. Gone was the willing participant in his dream threesome. Before him was a woman in defeat.

“You don’t sound very happy about losing.”

“It was never about losing. I was told to come here and take your soul by any means. After that, I go back to the Society and get locked away until they need someone else to die in their sleep. Even if I win, I lose.” Lily shook her head. “You wouldn’t understand.”

“Then help me understand. Hold on.” He knelt by Tink, who was having trouble standing upright. “Can you undo the sleep poison you hit her with?”

“It’s chemical, not magical. Just help her lie down, she’ll be fine in an hour.” Lily rose, her shoulders slumped. “I never asked for any of this, but a succubus must always have a master. Even when I don’t have a master, I sit and wait for one. And you know what? Whatever you tell me to do, I’m not going to enjoy it. Even if you tell me to enjoy it, I want you to know that, secretly, I hate every second of it, no matter how much I beg you to keep going.”

“I… um…” Mike stared at the demon on his floor. This wasn’t what he had expected at all.

“Mike.” It was Naia’s voice, from the bathroom. “Mike. Come here.”

“Stay here,” Mike commanded. Lily shrugged, curling her tail beneath her as a stool. Mike walked into the bathroom. There, standing in the tub, was the woman he had sought for so long.

“Mike.” Naia beckoned him into the tub, pressing her hand against his cheek. “Why does it feel like I haven’t seen you in forever? It’s only been a couple of hours, but...” Her eyes flashed. “That is not the case for you. Where have you been?”

Mike smiled at her through misty eyes, explaining to her what had transpired in the Dreamscape. When he finished, Naia took him in her arms, holding him tightly against her body.

“I almost lost you,” she said, her voice soft. “Bring her to me.”

“Lily. Come here.” The ruby in his hand flashed, and Lily walked into the bathroom, Seeing Naia, she sighed, rolling her eyes.

“So this is her. The woman of your dreams.” Lily shook her head. “So what’s it going to be? Are both of you going to punish me now? You can’t kill me, not in a traditional sense anyway. And my former master is going to be pissed when he finds out he lost me. So there is that.”

“Give me the ruby,” Naia said, holding out her hand. Mike handed it to her. Naia held it close to her face, squinting at the sparkling gemstone.

“She can’t do anything with that,” Lily informed him. “My curse requires a human soul to command me.”

“Sit,” Naia said, pointing at the floor. Lily crashed into the ground, yelping when her ass smacked the cold tile.

“Fuck. I forgot. She has a part of your soul, doesn’t she? Fucking figures. Two masters. Lucky me.” Lily’s wings and tail disappeared, and she rested her head on her knees, which she had pulled up to her chin. “Go ahead. Have your fun and then put me away please.”

Though Lily was doing all the talking, Mike’s eyes were on Naia. The nymph’s hair was curling up around her body, the humidity in the room rising as her magic swept over everybody. Mike expected to be sporting an erection, but realized the magic Naia was casting didn’t affect him.

“I see.” Naia clenched the ruby in her fist. “Mike. You trust me, right?”

“Of course.” How could he not?

“Okay honey, I’ve decided exactly what I’m going to do with you.” Naia held up the ruby. “Am I right in assuming that if someone else were to take this from us, you would belong to them?”

Lily nodded. “Possession is nine-tenths of the law to demonkind. You lose the ruby, I belong to someone else.”

“And it’s up to us if we lock you up or release you? You can’t let yourself out?”

Lily shook her head. “No. Not even if my vessel is being destroyed. I can put myself in it unless commanded otherwise.”

“Good.” Naia popped the ruby in her mouth, swallowing it. “Then your first command is this: you are not allowed to return to your vessel.”

Lily looked at Mike, who shrugged.

“I intend to take this gem down into the deepest part of my spring and leave it there. So I recommend that you never go back to it, if given a choice. Your second command is this: you are to never prey on the innocent.”

“Oh. The good guy act. Great. I’ve done this before.” Lily shook her head. “So what are you going to have me do? Clean your house? Deliver pizzas? Whore me out? It starts innocent enough, but really soon it will be-“

“Your last command is to be free.” Naia crossed her arms. “I want you to go out into the world and just be free. Be who you want to be. Feel what you want to feel. Those are your three commands.”

Lily’s jaw dropped, her eyes glowing. Mike looked at Lily, then at Naia.

“You’re sure about this?” Mike asked.

“I am.” Naia held out a hand to Lily. Hesitant, Lily took Naia’s hand in her own. “Her story is hers to tell, but trust me when I say that there is more sadness here than I can possibly bare to understand. Consider this place a home, should you ever need it.”

Mike couldn’t read Lily’s face, but he wasn’t surprised when she ran for the window, wings spread wide. Jumping into the sky, she quickly vanished in the darkness. Leaving the window behind, he walked back into the bathroom. “You saw something, didn’t you?”

Naia nodded. “More than I wanted. I read her, much like I read you that first day. In a way, she is like me. Whereas I am bound to my spring, she is bound to her master. However, I love my spring, and my home. Only once has she loved her master, and that was a love long ago lost.” Naia touched Mike’s face. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

“I’m glad to be back.” Mike scratched his arms. “Though I wasn’t really gone.”

“And let’s keep it that way.” Naia blew a literal kiss, a bubble shaped like a heart that popped on Mike’s cheek. “Get your sleep. Safely, this time.”

Mike smiled. “I love you. You know that, right? When I was lost, you somehow found me again. I can never repay you for saving me. Both my first day here, and last night. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

Naia winked in response, sinking into the water of the tub, taking the ruby with her. Mike walked back to his bed. Tink had fallen to the floor, her snores filling the room. His body was suddenly tired, but his mind was rested enough. He picked Tink up and put her in bed, beneath the covers. Leaving the door open a crack, he walked to the kitchen where his laptop was. He was pleased when it started up, and even happier to see the familiar text of Google floating before his eyes.

There was work that needed to be done.

-

Sarah’s eyes opened. Lifting her head, she saw that she had fallen asleep in the library, the early light of day streaming through the skylight up above. Wiping a string of drool from her chin, she picked up the spellbook she had been studying, casually wiping away the stains she had left in it. Scratching at the newly healed skin of her belly, she walked over to the safe on the wall, curious to see if the deed had been done. The combination was only known to a select few in the Society, the treasure within beyond the mere concept of money.

The objects inside glowed at her presence. A magic wand made of dragon-bone, the cracked horn of an unknown creature, a ring with an emerald in it that contained an entire universe. In the back of the safe, next to a black silk bag and a book of human skin was the pedestal containing the Succubus Heart. Face slack in disbelief, Sarah grabbed it, holding it out in the light to be certain.

The ruby was gone. In its place was an exact replica made of ash, ash that quickly crumbled into nothingness in her hands.

“That’s not possible,” Sarah whispered. Somehow, Mike had killed the succubus.

Sarah stormed out of the room. She knew what she had to do, and there was no time to spare. She couldn’t tell her mother, for Elizabeth would want to get the others involved. By the time they were done debating what they should do, it would be too late. Clearly Mike had discovered some of the more powerful secrets hidden inside the house. Magic, capable of destroying even a demon.

In her bedroom, Sarah threw open her closet. Stripping naked, she slipped into the black robes of her old coven, robes that would protect her from weapon and magic alike. A dagger, a wand, and a bracelet ringed with gemstones. With these three items, she had toppled fortress walls, brought an army to its knees, and even slain a werewolf pack intent on taking her head.

On this day, she would use them to personally take the life of MIke Radley, Society be damned. She would do by herself what they together could not. Slamming her closet shut, she left the building, climbing into a black sedan. Her car roared out of the parking lot, and she never once looked back.