FOR SALE
Editor's Note: This story is for Mature Audiences only.
READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
If you read and don't like it, just remember you were warned.
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This story is a Caskett story in a strange sort of way. No major or minor character death takes place.
Only one chapter
Rick had just had his first book accepted. It wasn't published yet, and it had cost him to get it published. But if it sold well enough, he was guaranteed to make money. If, and that might be a big if, but if it reached certain milestones, he was guaranteed to have his next book published by Black Pawn as well.
Granted, he hadn't written it yet or even started writing it, but he had a reason for that. He just didn't want to think about it. He was too depressed by it. She hadn't even said yes or no. No, she was just gone, and so were her parents. He had no idea where anyone was.
He dated her for nearly three long years, and her answer was to just up and vanish. Her number was no longer in service. She hadn't just blocked him or even given him a chance to leave a message. No, she was gone, and she had canceled her phone to keep from having to talk to him.
He loved her, and he thought she loved him. God knows they'd had enough sex to prove that she was interested in him. He'd even been careful and had used a condom each and every time.
Alright, so her mother insulted him nearly every chance she got. Her father was the only one of her parents that actually talked to him. He didn't think he hated him, not like Blair, her mother.
Blair! What kind of name was that for a woman anyway? Still, he needed to find a way to get over it. But how did you move past the person you loved that didn't love you back?
He wondered if it was a commitment issue. He didn't know. He also didn't want to listen to his mother. She wanted to help him get out of his funk. Said she had the perfect person for that. All he had to do was say the word, and she would arrange for a meeting. Then he could decide for himself.
Instead, here he was on his brand new computer. It wasn't a laptop. Those things were big and fat, slow and expensive, so he had a console unit and a TV-like monitor. It was plugged into the wall, and he was using it to search a site that had auctions.
Occult items. Small trinkets that were up for auction, though it seemed like what he was looking at could've been better described as junk. Some items claimed to be haunted, such as a creepy-looking doll with the supposed ghost of a witch possessing it. And there was a pendant that contained a nymph. So on and so forth. The various items seemed to go on endlessly as he explored. Most of it seemed like the usual thing: people trying to sell their junk and boost their profit by claiming they were cursed or haunted.
It was absolute garbage, but it was much more interesting than the pile of dreck on his desk written by writers who honestly couldn't write. Rick quickly refreshed the screen as he let out another sigh. He figured that after this, he might head out to lunch and maybe grab a burger. And then probably get back to work and begin writing his next book. Hopefully, he'd find something worth showing off. Rick looked at the refreshed page and saw that a new ad had popped up.
Succubus For Sale
"Now that is different." None of the other junk even suggested such a thing. He barely even knew what a Succubus was, save for the obvious. It existed as a Demon, used men, and made their lives a living hell.
Though why would he want to own a Succubus? Granted, he liked the idea of Demons. It was just he had never actually seen one. Still, he believed in Santa even if the only Santa he had ever seen was the ones wearing fake beards in department stores. Or the ones on street corners or out in front of stores ringing bells to try and get you to put money in black pots. Black pots that looked suspiciously a little like a witch's cauldron to brew potions in.
For Sale. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the chance to purchase a Succubus. Never before has something like this ever happened! It isn't smoke and mirrors; a man of the cloth once owned it. He was the Father for my town who had been around for over fifty years. Two months ago he died. And when going through and packing up his things, I found a small box containing the ring. In his handwriting, he described how he had trapped the creature in the ring and kept it hidden away from the world.
So, now I am allowing you to buy this ring for yourself and the chance to experience pleasure beyond your wildest dreams.
The minimum bid was just 10 dollars, or he could buy it now for all of 100 dollars. It even had a picture of the ring. It looked a lot like one of those plain gold rings women bought their men. Men had to buy those incredibly expensive rings filled with precious stones, but the women got away with purchasing plain gold bands. He should know, the ring he had bought wasn't cheap.
He had heard stories from his single friends about some of their friends putting on a ball and chain with that one gold band. Older men still had that same ring, and their fingers had gotten so fat that it threatened to cut their fingers clean off.
Looking at it told him it wasn't worth 100 dollars and might not even be worth the 10 dollars. Plus, did he really believe that there was a Succubus imprisoned in that ring?
Still, it would be a good joke with his friends, though he really could do that with any gold band. But if he could point at the auction and say he won, that might help with the fun.
"Twenty bucks? Thirty bucks? Maybe if I split the difference?" Forty bucks since it looked like he had to pay shipping costs, but what could it cost to ship a simple ring from where this was coming from?
"What the hell." He put in his bid of 40 bucks and bookmarked that site. He would come back in eleven days when the auction was over to see if he won. Send him his email address and send him his address so he could ship him his win.
+o+ [X] +o+
Writing books wasn't making him any money yet, so Rick was a part-time short-order cook. It was mostly just burgers anyway. Anyone could fry a burger, put cheese on it, followed by the top of the bun, putting everything else on the lower half. Then measure out some fries, put it on a plate, and set it for the waitress to pick up along with the sales ticket to show what it was.
On occasion it was two patties, extra cheese, extra fries or even add bacon or leave off the pickle. Who didn't like pickles on their burger? There was something seriously wrong with that person, but it was their burger, so he cooked at as asked. Nearly raw to well done.
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When Rick got home he saw that he had a message on his machine. Black Pawn wanted him in their office at his earliest convenience. Now was convenient for him, so he locked up and headed off to the metro for the train ride into Manhattan. He couldn't afford Manhattan, and while pretty much anything in Staten Island was less expensive, it was also too far away, so he was in the Bronx. He considered Queens, but he had chosen the Bronx.
+o+ [X] +o+
He hurried through the doors into the building and then waited impatiently as he road the elevator to Black Pawn's floor. He strode up to the receptionist's desk. "Richard Castle, someone wanted to see me. I have a message on my machine. They didn't say who, but it sounded like a woman," Rick told the young man who began making phone calls.
He finally told him that, "Gina will be out to get you shortly. Just have a seat," and gestured to the sitting area.
Rick s
at down and looked at the magazine selections. "People, Newsweek, Time, Golf. Golf? Who plays golf? Why play golf? Hit a little white ball and then chase it down so you can hit it again."
Eventually, a blonde with a large chest walked out. She was wearing a skirt and top and far too much perfume. He smelled her long before she came into view.
"Mr. Castle." Gina held out her hand to shake his. Rick got up to shake hers. "Thank you for coming on such short notice. Please follow me." Gina led him to a small conference room where it was just her and her bathtub full of perfume that choked off all the oxygen from his lungs.
"Let me get my paperwork, just one moment." Gina left him in the conference room and took most of her perfume with her but not nearly enough of it. Then she was back.
"We have a proposal for you to consider. We're opening an office in LA for additional writers like yourself. However, that means we're presently short-staffed. We have a written manuscript that we want you to read and offer your suggestions about it. We will analyze the book itself and your notes before we decide, but like I said, we're short staffed at the moment. We will pay you for you time, of course.
"Here's the amount and the manuscript for you to look over." Gina slid across a piece of paper and the bound pages for him to read.
Rick looked at the amount. It wasn't great, but any money was good money, so he picked up the manuscript and promptly quickly speed read what he could of it.
"Looks like your average Supernatural Erotica, though this one has a twist. The love interest is a woman who's half spider," Rick told her.
"Really? It sounds like the writer's a leg man," Gina commented. She hadn't read it and didn't know why they were even considering it based on what Castle had found so quickly. He was at least a fast reader. If it was as bad as she was thinking, his fee was a minor price to pay.
"That he is. They keep talking about her legs. Major boner for the things, but they're so cute together, and she's trying not to eat him," Rick joked about it. Then he gave her a single nod. He had made up his mind. He would do it. "Alright, I'll take it home and put my red pen to use."
"Thank you. Just one more thing. I thought you would like to know your book is leaving the printers in just two days. Local book stores will have the book in their stores before stores in Chicago or LA, for example. But we should start getting feedback soon. Think good thoughts," Gina said to him.
"I started that the second you agreed, but I'll keep it up," Rick said. "Anything else?" This was easy enough.
"That's all. I'll see you out." Gina stood up and led him to the front door. "Thank you for coming in. Your fee will be paid by check and sent to the address we have on file for you."
Gina watched him leave. She was new here, and he was young and just her type. But she didn't want to cause trouble if she was going to make something of herself in this business. Besides, he didn't have any money. Maybe if he became a success, she would revisit her decision about him.
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Rick had been this apartment for a year now, six months of it by himself. It was a miracle that he was able to make it on his own. Jason had gone off and moved in with his girlfriend of one year. They were leaving Rick to do his own thing. He was making ends meet. Barely. He just had to be frugal, hence accepting this little job.
His fee gave him a time frame to finish, and since he had stayed up half the night reading all of it, he was already ready to put his red pen to it. Half-human and half- spider that had a libido that was otherworldly and needed to be fucked. Rick shook his head.
+o+ [X] +o+
Rick dropped off his redline-filled manuscript with the receptionist and left. They had sent a check, he'd cashed it, and he had completed his work. The major bonus of doing this task was that he got to read a book and got paid for it.
Coming home, he checked his mail. "Nothing yet." Sighing, he went upstairs and turned on his computer. His calendar told him to check the auction that he had long since forgotten about.
"I WON!" To be honest, he wasn't all that surprised. After all, what idiot, besides him, would even bid on this thing, let alone outbid him? Still, he had an email telling him how to pay for it and needed his address to ship it to him.
Rick replied to the email and was looking at the listing again just to make sure it said SOLD when he got an email response from him already. He was sending it 2-day express mail, so he should have it shortly. He thanked Rick for buying it and was awaiting his payment. As soon as it cleared, he would send it. "Thank you and enjoy."
"If I ever get married, I'll already have a ring she can give me. Did I just purchase my own ball and chain?" Rick laughed at himself and ambled into the kitchen to see what he had to drink. He could use a beer, but he was on a strict budget, and unless the beer was nearly free, he typically didn't buy any.
He didn't have any beer, but he did have a 2 liter bottle of Dr. Pepper in the fridge. It had only cost a dollar each, so he he had three. But only one was in the refrigerator. So, with a little ice he had something cold to drink that had some taste to it, instead of just water.
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Rick had finally gotten some writing done over the last three days. He was checking his mail on the way home and found a key for one of the bigger boxes in his box. So, he unlocked it and took out something that looked suspiciously like the same size as a ring box.
"My cursed ring. This should be fun." Rick took it with him. Technically, it wasn't advertised as being cursed, but that was neither here nor there.
The ring felt cool against his finger. And it looked and felt like real gold. He smiled a bit and decided to put it on his ring finger. The ring fit him perfectly, almost as if it was made for him. It was his future ball and chain, assuming he found someone that didn't run away from him, so he needed to see if it fit that finger.
That was when he looked back at the brown box and discovered something – a piece of paper, clearly old, and yellowed. There were small burns around the sides and in the center, obliterating some of the words.
A warning to those who hold this ring. What is contained in this ring is a creature older than most could ever understand. It was discovered in a small Italian town, where It was exorcised and locked away in the ring.
If one needed to summon this creature, this Succubus, one must be careful. For the Succubus is not to be released as she could ravage and remove your very soul. The poor soul before had lived a life of misery as he was forced to deal with its lustful desire, and was far from the light of God himself.
I fear that those who do this will be bound by the creature until the end of their life. Though with luck, it might protect others for as long as the owner of the ring possesses it, and they shall remain bound to the Succubus till the day ether they or the creature is killed.
If one were in need to summon this Demon, one must simply place the ring upon their finger, and soon the creature will roam through your mind, creating the image of what you would consider a perfect partner and bring forth your desire. Drop a small bit of blood on the top of the ring and say forth this phrase, speaking to it like a lover.
O a fornicationis daemone
ego liberabo te de tuo carcerem,
Venite Circulum curabit nosmet.
invenire spes nostra, Share libidine nostra,
Ut nos quidem sunt idem.
Non ei placebit Deo nostro desiderio.
"This has to be a joke. I mean, it's a good one, really believable." He laughed, taking the ring off and putting it on the table. He was close to walking away. Maybe he'd take a stroll around the neighborhood. But as he was almost ready to walk off, he looked over at the table. He stared at the ring and felt something call him. It was hard for Rick to describe. But when he looked the small circle of gold over, he felt a need to try it out.
A small voice called to him in the back of his head as he looked around. "Why not give it a try? It's not like it'll hurt anyone."The voice wasn't his own; it was more feminine, and the sweet seduction seemed to tempt him. Maybe Rick should've ignored the voice, walked away, and never looked back. But as he walked off, it just seemed to push him on more.
"Fuck it." He jogged over toward the room, grabbed the ring, and slipped it back onto his finger. The coolness of it remained. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a knife, the small one he used to cut potatoes. He reached over, taking the tip and jamming it against his thumb, pushing it down till eventually, blood slipped out. He hissed at the pain. Watching the crimson liquid pass down, he dripped it down on the gold band. He watched as the gold colors vanished, turning utterly red as he smeared it over the top.
Without hesitation, he ran back over and looked toward the paper. It shocked him when he saw the words were in English. He wanted to say something, but maybe he imagined the whole thing. And he was soon pushed to read what they said, whispering to it gently. Oh, those sweet, sweet words. Talking to the ring like it was his lover, or at least he pretended to. He was saying in a calm, soothing voice. His eyes closed as he said those words.
Oh, Demon of lust,
I free you from your prison,
Let this ring bind us.
Find our hopes and share this fire
As we are indeed, the same.
He pushed his voice into it as he tried to give it passion and excitement. In some ways, he didn't believe what he was saying as he opened his eyes. He was expecting nothing. And soon looked around him. What he saw...was complete nothingness. There was utter silence as he looked around at the empty room.
"Yeah, I figured as much. Well, I better head off." He reached over, planning to take the ring off. He grabbed it and suddenly jerked back. The thing was hot! It burned his fingers when he touched it. Yet he felt nothing on the finger; it was wrapped around. It shouldn't be doing that.
"What the hell!?" he muttered, imagining he was going crazy as he reached down, trying to pull it off but hissed in pain. The thing started shimmering a red tint. His heart pounded, and he got scared. Then suddenly, he heard husky, lustful moaning coming from inside his head. The sweet noise was calling out as it whispered to him.
"You've released me, and as those words state, I shall be bound to you for eternity. We are one. I am you, and you are me." It was a soft feminine voice in the back of his head. It was soothing and very sensual. It was like a lover whispering during pillow talk. Loving and sensual.
Silence overwhelmed the room as Rick lay there. He was slowly beginning to envision a woman, a woman beyond words. With such passion. A woman who could be mistaken for as an angel.
Seriously long legs, very pretty, thin but not overly so. More athletically slim. Her breasts were not large. While he did like to look at big tits, he thought anything larger than a handful was a waste. Her long, soft, brown hair was full of large curls that easily blew in the wind. She just oozed sensual feminine beauty, and she craved sex. She was someone with the most delicious pussy he had ever tasted or even ever heard of. With just the tiny amount of pubic hair just above her pussy in the shape of a heart. Not even stubble anywhere else.
"Maybe I should just take a shower or go on a walk after that and get my mind cleared. I'm sure I can remember and make sense of what happened."
"OH, Rick, that sounds like such a wonderful idea." A voice softly moaned sounding sensual; desire rolled off that voice. Rick, though, stopped and misstepped, entirely shocked by such a view. He soon realized that he was being shadowed. He began turning his head, looking around. He saw who it was, what the mist was creating within it.
What – or better yet, who he saw was such a sight. She was beyond human. Her unworldly elegance was more than could be believed. The sight of her was stunning. Her skin was like cream that just oozed desire. Her hair was a warm brown full of large curls. It flowed down her shoulders, covering her breasts. She was slender, with hints of muscle. And she had a smirk on her face that oozed sexual desire. She was also naked from her head to her toes.
She had horns on her head that were jet black. Then there were the wings themselves. They were large and mostly black with a touch of dark red in streaks here and there.
"Do you like what you see, Richard?" Her voice was so soft and so tender, a complete contrast to what her horns and wings suggested. "I made myself match your deepest desire. My pussy is full of honey-tasting juices just for you."
"W-Who are you?" he eventually asked, his voice shaking. A mysterious woman was standing in his kitchen, and she was completely naked. Not that he minded. It just freaked him out slightly. Since he didn't know what could happen, he reached over and covered his mouth with his hand so he wouldn't yell.
The woman, this angel, walked over to him for a second as she spoke to him seductively. A slight moan moved past her lips.
"I go by many names. So many of them, though the first one was Cheftzi-Ba. You have released me from my prison, and I should thank you. Though I am so hungry, I've been in that ring for a long, long time." Her breathing was soft and calm. She rested her forefinger against his chin, raising it slowly while she moved down, kissing his neck.
Her lips pressed against his neck while he slowly shuddered. Her lips were warm against his cheek, like a heartbeat, and his body felt warm all over at first.
"I can hear my name in your mind, and I like it. You may call me Katherine. I wonder how I should thank you for pulling me from that cursed ring. Is there something you desire?" She reached down, feeling his body.
"Lean and firm, I approve of what you have done to yourself, and that hair, such a vibrant color. Well done, good sir." She began licking down his neck with such passion. Rick groaned hard as he felt something run over the bulge growing in his pants. Eyes downcast, he realized it was none other than Katherine's tail. She was using her tail to stroke his cock through his pants.
"Call me what you will, as I plan to have you call me by the name you choosewhenever we desire. We are bonded for all time." It was a calming voice. Her eyes seemed to be glowing brightly, and Rick felt pulled into a trance. Such a moment was turning him on. He gave a groan as he felt his spine tingling.
"Katherine." He groaned more, and he felt the long tail swiftly move through his zipper's hole. It slid in and began messing with his boxers; Rick couldn't fight it. He was genuinely powerless against her. His cock slipped out as she began moving her her fingers down, wrapping around the bottom of his shirt while pulling it off.
"It's been such a long time since I've seen a fine specimen like this. Maybe just a tad small, but I'll take care of that later. Oh, yes, a blessing. A gift just for you, my hero." She whispered more words, her tongue slipping out. She hit the tip of his penis since she'd knelt down in front of him so that his cock was at lip level.
"Hmm, aren't you excited, and we're not even on the main course." She snickered and then pressed her lips against the tip, kissing it, her tongue thrusting into the slit at the tip. Katherine, pushing down, let his cock slip into her mouth and soon began to suck.
Rick groaned hard, bending down. The pleasure was overwhelming his senses as he hunched over. Possession ran as this woman sucked him off a little harder while she began pushing, taking more into her mouth. She gulped and took it down halfway. The Demoness bobbed her head. Desire was growing, and she reached her hands around his body, cupping his ass cheeks and rubbing them.
Rick's eyes shut tight, fighting off the desire to cum. It was too soon, and it felt too good. It was as if she was draining him by sucking him off. But he didn't care. His eyes began to open, and he looked over. Her ass in the air. He wanted to grab it so badly; he wanted to fuck that ass. It was as though God blessed it.
Instinct took over as he grabbed hold of her horns. His fingers were squeezing tightly around them as he began pulling himself into her. His cock was penetrating her throat. A sharp gasp, and he gave a long grunt. His cock slapped into her mouth as he fucked her throat. But it was clear Katherine was taking it like the champ she was. She was making noise, sucking down on it, moaning and grunting with each thrust.
Her loins were getting wet, and she loved how it felt. The way he was trying to dominate her thrilled her. Her golden eyes glowed brighter as she decided to end it and squeezed his balls tightly. Rick, at this point, began seeing stars. The world flashed brightly when he began unleashing his load. He was calling out her name with a passion.
"This feels nice, and I feel rejuvenated." She looked toward Rick, a serpent look as her wings spread out; she watched him. She stated the following clearly, with the calmest voice that sounded sensual and caring.
"We are bound, but know this. I shall never submit to you. We shall be equals and as you restore my power, I shall give you what you desire. Neither is greater than the other. Do you swear this upon the name of my unholy father?" Fire slowly swirled around the two as Rick nodded. His mind was turning fuzzy. It was clear Rick was drained. Katherine reached down her hand before him. And they began to shake hands, sealing the deal between man and Succubus.
The fires burned hotter. Rick knew at that moment that he was lost, but he didn't care. He felt himself getting weaker. His body was barely fighting. While looking toward Katherine, he collapsed. He prepared to hit the ground when he felt the hands gently grabbing him, stroking his back, whispering to him.
"Rest now, my savior, rest, and soon we shall speak. It'll be quite interesting." He heard a soft laugh as she rubbed the back of his head. Rick would eventually fall into a deep sleep.
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Rick woke and found someone in his bed. She had such a lovely face. As she slept it looked so neutral to him. Not Angelic or Demonic, just neutral. Then she slowly opened her eyes.
"Mmm, good morning, Rick," she whispered in a calm voice. It was as if it was calling him in with such a passion. Rick felt himself wanting to get closer, but he suddenly pulled himself out of bed. His memory was flashing as he was remembering everything that happened last night. Instantly, she looked hurt and that actually did hurt him a little.
"Who are you! What are you?" He took a deep breath and pulled himself together as the woman sat up. The blanket fell off, exposing her breasts to him. A small smile was plastered on her face. She made herself more comfortable while pushing the back of her head against the bed's headboard.
"Oh, Rick, did you already forget about me? You had too much fun. The cute expression from me sucking that fat dick of yours." She winked, and Rick suddenly saw her eyes change, turning deep blue from the golden they were before.
"What are you, some kind of Demon?" Rick asked and felt himself tremble. He didn't know what to do. Grab a cross or iron? Maybe call his local priest? He suddenly looked at the ring wrapped around his finger. He reached over, trying to pull it off. It didn't work. He tried pulling it off over and over again, but the thing was stuck.
"Try as you might, the ring won't come off. We're bound for eternity, as you wish, and as for your question. I am what you might call a Demon, though I prefer the term Succubus. It sounds more…seductive, and nice compared to Demon, bleh. Giving my kind such a bad name." She smirked, stretched, and then got out of bed.
"How did you know who I was?" Rick questioned her since he didn't remember doing that. "I mean, you mentioned my name when we first spoke, but I never told you anything."
"You could say I got inside your head. I needed some basic information. Who you are, what you like, what turns you on. I will say, it's nice to have such big blooming knockers." Kate reached over and played with her breasts, moaning slightly. She was trying to tease him.
"Alright, moving on then. You read my mind. Is there anything else you got from there?" Just how much trouble was he in?
"Not really. I was in a very weakened state. I couldn't even make a decent illusion, and I needed help. I'd been in that ring for a long time with how weak I was, but I didn't know how much power I had when you summoned me. You were lucky that I didn't kill you when I absorbed your energy. It took everything I had not to kill you accidentally." She smiled, leaning in closer.
"I made a promise, and I intend to keep it." She bit her lower lip and she thought about it some more. Rick? He wasn't too sure about it and shook his head.
"I'm a Succubus." The words rained on Rick as he took a deep breath. He wanted to sit down.
"So, what now? Are you going to try and take my soul?" Rick queried since that was what Succubi did, wasn't it?
Kate burst out laughing. "Oh, that is fricken hilarious! You think I want your soul. That's rich. Why would you think I want something as pitiful as a soul?" She snickered at the idea.
"But you're a Demon. Isn't that what you normally desire, a soul and all that?" He was slightly confused since he wasn't expecting her to laugh like that.
"Some Demons maybe, but as for me, and my kind, we care little for your human souls. We only care about one thing and one thing only." She winked as she moved in, grabbed his balls, and squeezed them gently. Rick groaned while she gave him a devilish grin.
"Why would I need to take your soul when I could take your cum?" He heard a small laugh just before she gave him a single kiss. It was a soft and sensual kiss that told him she was a very sexy woman. "I will not lie to you. We are bound to each other for all eternity."
"Well, that's reassuring. Ah, how about we get some clothes?" He looked at her, admiring her naked body.
"If you insist," She snapped her fingers and an almost see-through nightie appeared on her body.
"I meant something a little less revealing, like normal clothes." Rick chuckled. Though she didn't mind what she was wearing, it definitely left nothing to the imagination.
"Afraid this is the best I can do. I can make illusions, but I'm limited to creating sexual fantasies. So, I can make sexy night clothes or things that are considered overly sexy. But I will say this is rare. The last time I used this for seduction, all I got was clothes that only showed my knees." She giggled while she looked over her clothes.
"I guess we'll have to go out and change that. Can't have you leaving naked,"
"Aww, but what if I just wanna lay around naked, and not leave the house," she pouted seductively.
Rick raised an eyebrow. "If I ever had people come by, it might be hard to explain why I have a naked woman over with no clothes."
"Fine. I'm sure we can get some clothes. It should be interesting to see how this world has changed. It's been a rather long time. Did the world ever get their stick out of its ass?"
Then she asked, "Can we move as well? This place does not exactly suit me. Not nearly as sensual or lovely as I prefer or you deserve."
"For that, we need money, and I'm not making that much just yet. But if my book starts selling I should make a lot more." Rick was finally beginning to accept having her in his life for all of eternity.
"Plus, you will draw unwanted attention looking like a Succubus. The wings, horns, and that tail are a dead giveaway," Rick reminded her.
She waved her hand and sniffed. "They will all see what I want them to see. Only you will see me as I truly am. As for money, will 300 pounds of pure gold work for now? I can offer more," Kate told him and suddenly unmarked bars of gold were spread out on his floor.
Rick used his computer to calculate its value. "Seven million seven hundred fifty-one thousand dollars. Yeah, that will do for a start. But those bars need to look like this, not blank." He showed her a picture; she snapped her fingers and the bars changed.
"We are bound for all eternity, my savior. I will do all I can for you. All you have to do is feed me your cum when I desire it," Kate told him.
"You have a deal, Kate," Rick confirmed.
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Kate was the epitome of sexy elegance. She had insisted that she had to have the very best since she didn't do common peasant clothing. Besides, she liked the reaction she got from her savior. It stirred his loins, and she hungered for his cum.
They had keys to their new home. It came furnished.
181 East 28th Street PENTHOUSE-2
There were two bedrooms, 2.5 bathrooms, and it was 1,779 square feet. A penthouse unit, it listed at 4.995 million dollars. It had everything Rick needed. Kate only cared about the bedroom, living room, and balcony. She didn't eat or drink; she only devoured his cum.
The view and the feel of the place was for both of them. On their first day, Kate had shed her clothes and walked around naked till she learned that Rick liked to be teased by her body. So, she switched to wearing one of his shirts and she only buttoned one button.
He needed to desire her and generate loads of cum for her to devour. Either down her throat or in her pussy. They had sex out on the balcony their very first night in their new home, man and Succubus.
She kept her promise so long as he generated cum for her. They had millions in the bank. Rick was even thinking of a vacation home somewhere. Perhaps in the Bahamas or Caribbean. Kate wasn't afraid of the sunshine, and she didn't fear that her illusion would ever fail her. Only her savior would see the real her.
They had all eternity together ahead of them for them to learn to love each other.