SLAVE
Editor's Note: This story is for Mature Audiences only. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
I repeat: Reader Discretion Is Strongly Advised!
This is a Caskett story with a twist. This twist is part of the reason for the advice for this story. No major character death takes place.
Having said that, Martha, Johanna, and Jim are not considered major characters.
One Chapter Only!
Kate had spent the last two years on what felt like a roller coaster ride. She had awakened in the middle of the night after her eighteenth birthday and found herself in unbearable pain. It took over an hour for the pain to diminish. Following that was the shock.
Whatever this was, it couldn't be happening, not to her! She felt like throwing up, and her trip to the bathroom was met with milestones that had changed her life forever.
First, her nightshirt fell off because it was ripped open. Stepping into the bathroom, she shrieked in fear, in absolute terror. What was in the mirror was not her! It was a woman that resembled her. But she didn't have reddish skin. Her hair wasn't black and definitely not that long. She didn't have horns, she didn't have large wings, didn't have a tail. And she certainly didn't have tits that were anywhere near this big, let alone that firm.
After spending almost an hour looking herself over, she came to the realization that it was her. Just not her, not the her she was used to seeing in the mirror. Everything worked the way it was supposed to, with a few exceptions.
She found that her new, enlarged nipples were very sensitive but not because of pain. On the contrary, pinching her own nipples had created a new pleasure she hadn't felt before. That had her searching her pussy since now she was very wet. Her lips looked different. Her inner lips hadn't been visible, but now they were exposed, and it gave her pussy the look of an emerging flower.
Then something new happened. Kate needed something, and she needed it now. Like right NOW! She wasn't a virgin, so she knew what she needed. It was just she had never wanted a man's cum anywhere near this bad.
|o\O/o|
During the following year, she learned many things. She had hidden her changes from her parents, and so as far as she was aware, they knew nothing.
She had learned that she could effectively hypnotize men while in her new form. That allowed her to give blowjobs and get laid, and he wouldn't remember a thing.
She had also spent a lot of time in the library. She tried to find out all she could about what she looked like now. But she only looked like that when she wanted to. She quickly learned that she could pull her wings, tail, horns, and her boobs back inside her body so that she could look like a normal Kate Beckett.
SHE WAS A SUCCUBUS!
How that could happen, she had no idea. There was only one possible option, even as remote as it could be. When she was a 15-year-old flat-chested girl, she had wished for bigger breasts. But what did that wish, made at an actual wishing well, have to do with her having wings, tail, horns, and the all-consuming need for male cum? Not to mention her change in skin color.
Still, she had adapted and learned how to handle her need for male cum.
She had been at Stanford studying pre-law. She might be a Succubus, but that hadn't diminished her dream of being a lawyer like her parents.
Then came the beginning of the nightmare. Her mother hadn't shown up at the restaurant as planned. Granted, Kate wasn't hungry. Not for food or male cum. She could eat a little and drink a little, but neither did anything for her. All she needed was a male's cum.
Going home, they had found Homicide Detective John Raglan waiting for them with terrible news. The wretched man didn't even try to soften the blow but just told them that Johanna Beckett was dead. She had been stabbed and left to bleed out. They were still investigating, but they had no good leads at that moment.
That news had hurt, but there was worse to come. Kate was grief-stricken at the loss of her mother. But unknown to her, the loss of his wife had hurt her father even worse.
Officially it was listed as an accident. The brakes had failed on the family car, and he had crashed. Except Kate knew better. Her dad always made a point of keeping their car in perfect condition. So she was sure the brakes couldn't have malfunctioned. And she knew he had started drinking, yet his blood alcohol level had been below the minimum allowed.
That told Kate that her dad had stopped getting drunk, that he had intentionally killed himself. He did that so that she would receive his life insurance payment. She already had her mother's, and now she had his.
She sold everything and moved into an apartment outside the city to save money. Of course, she didn't have to do that. She was alone now, though; both parents were dead. Her aunts, uncles, and cousins had attended the funerals, but she had heard nothing from any of them since then.
Kate no longer had any interest in being a lawyer, and her life had devolved into sitting at home, watching TV. She did go out occasionally, but only as often as required to get enough male cum to keep herself alive. And it was getting harder and harder to want to keep living like that.
None of the men ever remembered her. There was no real boyfriend and no prospect of ever having one. EVER! She was a Succubus and doomed to live alone. Parentless and alone.
|o\O/o|
Kate was depressed and feeling bad about her life. Being a Succubus was pretty much a bust so far. Mostly, she didn't get any benefit from being a Succubus while in her human form. There was no added strength or control over men. Not even more intelligent; she was just different.
Then something happened purely by accident while she was in New York City. She usually didn't come into the city. She didn't need new clothes. She wasn't trying to impress anyone. She didn't eat food at home. Her refrigerator was empty of everything and was unplugged since it was useless.
She saw a sign about a book signing, a Richard Castle book signing. Her mother had loved his books, but Kate never found the appeal of reading about murders, even if ultimately, the police arrested the killer.
She didn't kill. She had a feeling that she could if she wanted to. Not just pull the man's cum into her pussy, but to draw all of him into her pussy and kill him. It would leave nothing behind but his clothes and what was on him. But Kate wasn't a killer. Besides, making sure he never remembered was enough.
Kate decided to just wander around, looking for something worth reading. His books, especially his latest one, were front and center. She decided on two books. One was science fiction, and another was his newest book.
Then she got in line for him to sign it. Her mother liked him, so maybe she could get it signed and leave it sealed in a plastic bag on her grave so she could read it.
"Johanna, you can make it out to Johanna," Kate told him. "It's for my mother to read."
He looked handsome enough. Definitely older than Kate was. Yet he seemed broken somehow. His eyes didn't have any life in them.
Rick paused while signing her book and said, "You look sad."
"My parents are gone, and I'm still adjusting," Kate answered, which seemed to get his attention.
Rick heard her loud and clear. She wanted him to sign a book for her dead mother.
Johanna. The Universe has an answer. You just need to be willing to listen. I know it's hard. ~ Richard Castle
"Good luck." Rick handed back her book and watched her leave.
"Richard!?" Gina was watching and he had more books to sign. She ignored the look of death he gave her. She was here to make sure this book signing went smoothly, not to make him happy or help him forget something important to him, but not to her.
|o\O/o|
Rick had escaped Gina while she talked with the owner of the bookstore. He thanked the workers for their hard work and shook their hands. Weary, he exited the store and spotted her.
Rick hurried up to her. "Johanna."
"It's Kate, actually, Mr. Castle," she corrected him since she hadn't given him her name, just her mother's.
"In that case, Rick will do. Don't make me feel old prematurely," he asked with a slight smile. "Walk with me? You can tell me all about your parents and how Johanna plans to read my book." Of course, dead people didn't read books.
Kate didn't say anything until she found herself sitting on a bench in a little people's park. There really wasn't much here. Not even a playset for kids, and they were on one of two benches.
"Mom was murdered. Stabbed in the back and left to die. The police declared that it a random act of gang violence. But they never solved her murder. Both my dad and I took her death hard. Unfortunately, Dad turned to alcohol and became a drunk.
"I think, but I'm not a hundred percent sure, that my dad killed himself so that I would get his life insurance money. His brakes failed, and he hit a pole. He wasn't wearing his seat belt, and for a change, he wasn't drunk.
"It's just a feeling. The police called it an accident, so the insurance company paid, but now it's just me."
"That's an incredibly sad story. I'm not sure mine even compares," Rick told her.
"You have a sad story?" He was a semi-famous author. What could be so sad about his life? She was betting he had money.
"My story." Rick thought it was only fair since she had told him hers. "I was dating this woman during my college years. I convinced myself that I loved her. We dated for three years. So I asked her to marry me. She said she needed to think about it.
"Evidently, her idea of thinking about it was to up and disappear never to be seen again. Couldn't call her, and she didn't answer any of my attempts. She was just…gone," Rick told her.
"Ouch!" Alright, he had a sad story.
"It gets better. I was in a funk, so my mother introduces me to someone she knew. She was a party girl. Loved parties, loved drinking, loved sex. She believed she was an actress.
"Then one day, she shows up at my place, screaming at me that I got her pregnant. Something about how no one was going to hire a pregnant actress. Said I ruined her career, that it was my fault.
"So she slaps me, tries to kick me between my legs, and stomps off. She didn't answer my calls for weeks. When she finally did, she screeched at me, saying she didn't want to see me for the rest of her life.
"Yet when I ask her about the baby, she tells me she took care of it. Then hangs up on me. It took a while for me to figure out what took care of it meant. She had an abortion without even telling me. She had killed the baby because she was an actress."
Rick finished his story by saying, "Not that I ever saw her in anything, but supposedly, she was an actress."
"Oh, wow!" Kate could see where that might be equal pain to hers. She thought they certainly were a pair. She had dead parents while he had a runaway potential bride and a dead baby.
"I'm not sure what to say," Kate murmured.
"I'm not sure what to say either. I at least still have my mother." Rick searched his pockets, came up with a piece of paper he could give her, and an ever-present pen.
"Here, call me when you need a shoulder or just company. I've learned to be a good listener." Rick handed over his phone number to her. "I can talk to your parents for you, if you like. I'd offer the same for my baby, but he or she doesn't have a grave. I'm not sure she or he was even the size of a pistachio at the time or her or his death."
Kate took the paper. "Now I know I don't know what to say."
"Put it to use or throw it away. I wish you the best, Kate, daughter of Johanna, who wants to read my latest book. Take good care of yourself. Call me if you need something.
"My only solace is that the Universe has a plan. I just need to figure it out." Rick gently touched her cheek and left her behind.
|o\O/o|
Fast forward six months.
It had taken Kate just two long, lonely days to call Castle and arrange to meet him somewhere. They talked; they talked a lot. During those talks, Kate had come up with a plan. It most assuredly was a wild one, but still, she thought it might work.
In her research about a Succubus, even if none of those writers sounded like they had ever met a Succubus in their life, she was excited to realize that she could do far more than hypnotize men so that they would forget her.
So, she gave Castle a few tests to see if it worked. It was during these tests that Kate learned a few things about herself. Kate Beckett, the human, was weak, a bit timid, and less willing to speak up for herself. However, Kate Beckett, the Succubus, had no such problems. So while her tests on Castle were when she was in her Succubus form, Kate Beckett, the human, was paying attention. Kate Beckett, the human, became more sure of herself, willing to stand up for herself, to ask and get what she wanted.
|o\O/o|
Present day.
Kate had broken her lease and moved out. She did it to move in with Castle, as Kate Beckett, the human. He still didn't remember her as Kate Beckett, the Succubus.
Now, most of the time, they had sex while Kate was a Succubus. She needed his cum, his life force to live. And living with him meant she didn't need to go out and find a guy. There were no more one-night stands. And about every third time they made love, she was Kate Beckett, the human.
Even when she was in her human form, she reinforced her new plan for him that she had come up with while in her Succubus form.
Kate was human when she walked out of their bedroom to find him in the kitchen, making something. While she didn't feel anywhere near as sexy in her human form as she did in her Succubus form, that didn't stop her from trying to get his attention.
Kate had thought about just walking around his place in a thong and nothing else. She settled on teasing him, so she usually went around wearing one of his dress shirts with just one or two buttons buttoned. Like she was doing right now.
"Making lunch, Slave?" Kate walked up behind him and ran her hands down his naked back. She might be in one of his dress shirts and nothing else, but he usually wore just a pair of boxers. It made it easier for both of them to reach bare skin.
"Yes, Mistress, I got hungry," Rick answered.
Kate smiled and pressed her face against his back. She wasn't in her Succubus form, and he had responded correctly to being called Slave. That was a first. All the other times, she had been a Succubus.
Kate began thinking that maybe, just maybe, she had finally broken him, and he saw himself as her Slave with her as his Mistress in both human and Succubus form. It was time to find out, or she would shift into Succubus and reinforce that belief.
"Why are you my Slave?" Kate questioned him and watched as he twisted to face her. He looked down at her since she was barefoot, and he was taller than her that way.
"Because you own me, Mistress. I am your possession. You own my body, my heart, my mind, my soul. In this form or the other, the one with the big tits, you own me." Rick even parted her shirt just enough to be able to reach in and cup both of her human breasts.
As much as Kate loved it when he touched her, she liked it even more when he put his hands on her while she was a Succubus. So Kate reached up, pulled her shirt off, and let it fall. She shifted into her Succubus form. Then she sent out waves of pheromones to get him hard.
"You like my tits, Slave?" Kate asked.
"Yes, Mistress, they are perfect." Rick bent down to take one nipple in his mouth while the other got pinched between his thumb and forefinger. That accomplished several things. Kate sent out still more pheromones, moaned from the pleasure he was giving her, and it got her pussy incredibly wet.
"This way, Slave." Kate took him over to the dining room table and bent over it, exposing herself to him. "Fuck me, Slave. Fuck your Mistress's pussy. Make me cum all over your cock." In this form, it was more of an order than a request.
Kate cried out from the pleasure when suddenly, he rammed his cock deep inside her.
|o\O/o|
Six months later.
Kate was in human form, bouncing up and down on Castle's cock. They didn't always make love like this, but sometimes they did. "You like my pussy, Slave?" she managed to ask him. Kate was so close to an orgasm that it was hard for her to talk at all.
Rick had a similar problem. He was about to climax, yet his Mistress had asked him a question. "Yes, Mistress, I love your pussy. I love all of you. I love being your possession."
That was new, but Kate was too close to an orgasm to stop now.
Sated, Kate was resting with him still inside her, though he was softening. Still, she sat up and put her hands on his chest. "You love me?" She hadn't taught him that, nor was she forcing him to say that. All she had done was spend months as a Succubus, getting him to see himself as her slave, that he was her possession, and that she owned him.
The Succubus inside her loved the idea of him being her slave. The human part of her was just happy to have a boyfriend. Someone that she didn't have to go out and continue having one night stands with that they would never remember.
Kate, the human, wanted to be loved. Still, having a slave was good enough. But this? It was new and unexpected.
"Yes, Mistress, I love all of you. Like this, or your other form. I want to be owned by you, Mistress. I want to love you. All of you," Rick told her.
"You love me." Kate felt tears roll down her cheeks. She was happy just to have him, to have sex with him, to constantly be around him.
Rick was still writing, and his latest book was out. And it was already on the Times Best Sellers list. The money he made, and the money she had from her parents, had all gone into investments. Combined, they had nearly seven point five million dollars right now. If he got another advance, they would have closer to nine million and would earn still more money.
Yet Kate had been careful. They didn't spend the money. For one thing, they could only access that money quarterly. As a result, they still didn't own a car, hadn't moved somewhere that was a cut above where they were and had made a point not to spend more than they had to.
Kate bent down to kiss him. "I love you too, Slave." Kate saw him smile at her. All that work, the risk in making him her slave was finally paying. She had a lover, and a boyfriend that loved her both as a human and as a Succubus.
"Marry me, Slave. We'll be together forever." She knew as a human it wasn't an order. She only had that kind of power over him in her Succubus form.
"Gladly, Mistress. You own me. You own my body, my heart, my mind, my soul. I am your possession," Rick replied.
It was then that Kate finally realized she'd broken his mind. He loved the idea of being her Slave. That he wanted to be her possession. He was hers, all hers.
|o\O/o|
The ceremony had been simple. The plan was to fly to Vegas and get married somewhere inside the Venetian Hotel and Casino. Kate had an over-the-counter wedding dress she had bought in Vegas. Rick had bought his tux there as well.
They spent the night in their hotel room in the Venetian while having sex all night long. Well, as long as human Rick could keep up with Kate the Succubus.
The flight home had each of them grinning at the other. They were in love with each other. He was finally married to someone. And Kate even felt like Mrs. Castle since that was her new name now. She didn't have to take his last name as hers, but she had wanted to.
|o\O/o|
Move forward three years.
Year two had been a bit of a shock mainly because Kate had unexpectedly become pregnant. And try as she might, she couldn't shift into her Succubus form.
She had watched herself change month after month. Her belly got bigger and bigger, and her breasts increased in size. Granted, they never did reach the size of her breasts in Succubus form, but they became more substantial as they filled with milk.
However, while she was pregnant, the United States was changing. The new President was changing everything. His political party was in complete control, yet that didn't seem enough for him or them. Anything that was the opposite party had to be defeated.
The news was trying to cover all of it. But it was getting more and more onerous to do so. Freedom of the Press was almost outlawed. The majority of states had laws now allowing every citizen to carry a gun. Most even allowed them to carry concealed weapons. As a result, shootings were on the rise.
|o\O/o|
The baby was gorgeous! She was bald but that would change. Kate had let Rick choose the baby's name, though she kept a veto in reserve in case she didn't like it.
ALEXIS HARPER CASTLE
"She's beautiful." Rick was beaming as he looked down at his wife and baby girl that she was holding tight to her chest.
"Thank you." Kate let the tears flow and reached up to stroke his face. She loved him; she loved him so deeply that it almost hurt. She had learned to love her baby while pregnant. Now that she could hold her, she loved her even more.
When they got home with Alexis, Kate learned one more thing. She could shift into her Succubus form finally and found that her breasts were even larger now but still without a hint of sag. They were also full of milk. She was pleased to find she could feed Alexis either as a human or a Succubus, so she did both.
Rick's new book was out and he had gotten a 1.5 million dollar advance for it. Now they had just over 11 million dollars to their name. Most of it was in investments but not all of it.
|o\O/o|
Six months later.
Alexis was growing like a weed. Kate came out of their bedroom as a Succubus, looking for either or both of them. She had managed to sneak in a nap between feedings. She found her husband lying on his back on the sofa, Alexis on his chest, holding her in place with one hand.
Even from here it reached her heart. Enough that she retreated to find her phone and began taking pictures.
Now she was on her knees and watched him wake up and look at her. "Hi, husband."
"Hello, wife." Rick answered, and he smiled and looked down at Alexis.
That was one thing about that last six months. Kate had been making changes. She had been happy being called Mistress and that his name had been Slave. That wasn't going to work once Alexis got older. So she was slowly changing it.
She had gotten used to calling him Rick, and Rick calling her Mistress Kate. She still had work to do. However, she still owned him. He still willingly told her that he was her possession. That she owned his body, heart, mind, and soul.
"You should watch this morning's news, Mistress Kate. It's not good," Rick said grimly.
That had Kate reaching for the remote to turn on the TV while she sat on the floor after pulling in her wings.
She soon learned that Rick was right. The news definitely wasn't good. A group of armed men had killed all of the school board in a town in California. Now the West Coast was still solidly the party opposite that of the President and it wasn't likely to change anytime soon.
It was California, Oregon, Washington, Hawaii, and even Alaska to a lesser extent. The President was expected to send troops or at least armed Federal Agents to put a stop to this. The only real question was to stop what? Was it the violence or to make sure those states didn't attempt to succeed from the union and form their own country?
It was his way or the highway. There was already talk of changing the Constitution so that he was President for life. No more Presidential elections unless he died for some reason. With his party in total control, it was going to happen.
"It's starting." Kate couldn't believe it. If her parents were alive they would be having kittens right about now. They were likely rolling over in their graves at this moment.
"When does our boat arrive?" Kate asked him. They had seen it coming, and they had a plan. A GET THE FUCK OUT OF DODGE PLAN.
They had found the perfect boat to purchase. Its only problem was that it was located in Spain, and they didn't want to live in Spain. So they had purchased it through a local agency, and paid to have it shipped to a new location.
They even had an address and dock space all set up where it would be delivered.
Marigot Bay Yacht Haven
It was in Saint Lucia in the Caribbean islands. They were even all packed. It was an apartment. They planned to break the lease and return the furniture rental package, and then they would fly to Saint Lucia and move into their new home.
Trimaran Hanstaiger X1 – 64 feet
It has two main sails, two Volvo motors. It is made of fiberglass, carbon, and titanium. The main deck of Hanstaiger X1 is one a single level, with the exception of the owner's stateroom, running the length of the yacht and separated into sections: the owner's suite, two VIP staterooms and two crew staterooms. Furthermore, there is a large 72-square-meter lounge space that comprises yacht's main salon and galley. The owner's suite also is divided into sections. These include an upper level with a large bed and an office, a mid-level where the en-suite bathroom with his-and-hers sinks, a dressing table, a hydromassage cabin and sauna are found, and a lower level with a large glass dressing room and another WC. One VIP stateroom is located to port. It features a comfortable bed, a sofa and a large en-suite bathroom. The second VIP is located to starboard. It has two reclining beds, a roll-up TV, a private dressing room and an en-suite bathroom.
The decks of Hanstaiger X1 are open and welcoming, featuring two corridors that provide access the rest of the yacht. The flybridge features a variety of seating options, including lounge chairs and sofas. A Jacuzzi, barbecue and an alfresco dining table for 10 guests also is found here.
Some of the most unique features of Hanstaiger X1 include, gullwing roof windows, a sea viewing glass floor located in the lounge, high-grade low-maintenance flooring and more.
64 foot long, with a draft of 2.99 feet and a beam of 32.81 feet. Fresh water tank of 317.01 gallons, diesel fuel tank for the two Volvo engines of 422.68 gallons. 3 staterooms and 3 heads.
All for 4.685 million US dollars plus tax, plus shipping charges, plus airfare to get to Saint Lucia.
It was more than big enough for the three of them and since it was a combination sail and powered boat they could move their new home anywhere they chose to move it to.
Goodbye, United States. It was looking more and more like the country was headed for another Civil War. Neither of them wanted any part of it. They weren't even going to be the only ones if the news was still accurate, but it had to be taken with a hefty dose of salt these days. Those that were able were getting out while they still could, but it was mostly the rich that were leaving in droves.
"When is our flight, husband?" Kate left the news on, but she wasn't really interested any longer.
"Five days. It's a long trip, Mistress Kate. Nineteen hours with three layovers just to reach St. Thomas. From there we take a ferry to reach Saint Lucia. All told about twenty-four hours. We may need two diaper bags." Rick was still mostly Rick, willing to joke about just about anything. Kate hadn't changed him that much.
Kate got up on her knees again and stroked her baby's head. Since becoming a Succubus that one night for reasons she still didn't understand, her life had changed. She was married, had a baby, and even over five million dollars later, they were still rich, and Rick was still writing.
"I love you, husband. I love you more than I have words for. I'm so glad I found you," Kate told him.
"I love you too, wife. You gave me a precious daughter. You gave me a family. Human or Succubus, I love you, Mistress Kate. You made me whole again." Rick risked letting go of Alexis for a moment and reached up to pull her Succubus head down so he could kiss her.
He had a family at last, and they were leaving to be safe. If they had to, they could move again. He just needed to learn how to sail, fill the boat with food for himself and his daughter since Kate didn't need any, and their small family could go anywhere.